#v fluff

[teenytinyjimin]

golden (k. taehyung)

and i can see it all (in my mind)

all of you, all of me (intertwined)

i once believed love would be (black and white)

but it’s golden (golden)

summary: in which she can’t sleep, but that’s okay, because she could stay wide awake in bed forever if it meant that forever was spent with him

pairing: taehyung x reader

tags: fluff, sleepy!tae, affectionate!tae, relatively domestic but still idol!tae, somehow famous!oc

warnings: none! besides a lot of adorable sleepy fluff

authors note: i wrote this months ago on ao3 but decided to take it, rewrite it a little, and post it on here. hope you enjoy<3

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Tick. Tick. Tick.

She stared at the ceiling, the sound of the wall clock echoing throughout the bedroom. Typically she would be fast asleep at this time, considering the fact that any downtime she can get these days is time she takes advantage of for sleep. However, her life was so hectic and so scattered that her sleep schedule was quite inconsistent and messed-up. Sometimes she wouldn't be asleep until three a.m., and other times she was getting up at that time. Taehyung was a lot more used to it at this point – ten years of this kind of lifestyle really changes a person. She, on the other hand, hated it, and found herself awake at times she truly shouldn't be. This was one of those times.

Getting bored of the design of the ceiling, her head turned slightly as she sought after a better sight to look at. The sight of her lover next to her in bed, to be exact. He was fast asleep and probably would be for several more hours if she didn't wake him up. However, something within her was urging her to gently nudge him awake. Perhaps it was her very own selfishness that wanted nothing more than to be in his arms and spend quality time with him. Or maybe she just didn't want to be alone in her conscious boredom.

Turning from her back to her side, she rested her head on her arm as she gazed at him. The part of his face encapsulated by the golden morning light was glowing – his features were so soft, so beautiful. His little freckles were, at this time of day, hardly noticeable, but as someone who had spent years admiring them, she could still see each and every one. Her eyes traced his face softly as they landed upon the freckle lining the edge of his lips, her mind racing with thoughts of kissing it over and over and over. They then trailed back up to the one on the tip of his nose – again, one she could kiss an infinite amount of times. Then there was the one on his cheek, the one she did in fact kiss over and over.

She had to stop. The more she thought about kissing him, the more she actually wanted to. Oh, she wanted nothing more than to drown him in her love.

"Tae."

"Mmm."

He wasn't as asleep as she previously thought. Her voice was soft, almost inaudible, yet he seemed to have heard it as if she were yelling at him. But that was the thing – his ears were always alert, always listening for her sweet voice. Because in his mind, the only sound that mattered was the sound that came from her.

"Can't sleep." She whispered in response, tracing his face with the tip of her fingernail. He once again made another noise, turning his head so that it was buried further into his pillow. He didn't want to wake up. She knew he didn't.

"Taehyung." She said his name again, this time in full. She felt increasingly more needy. She wanted nothing more than all of him, all of his attention, all of his love.

"Mmm." He once again repeated, this time less audible. She ruffled his hair gently, letting his soft locks consume her hand. His left eye, which wasn't yet buried into the pillow, opened. She could swear she could feel her heart skip a beat as he looked at her. He was so good at making her feel like she was falling in love all over again without even trying.

"Good morning my love," she whispered oh-so-softly, giving him the gentlest of smiles. He didn't move for a moment, still staring at her, before suddenly reaching over and grabbing her. With a small squeal, she giggled as he pulled her close to him and buried his face into the crook of her neck. "Good morning, darling." His morning voice would be the death of her. He placed the softest of kisses upon the closest bit of skin his lips could find. And then another. And another. Kiss after kiss after kiss until she couldn't take it anymore and started giggling once again.

“Stoooopppp!" She whined, struggling to push him away from her. She didn't want him to stop. Finally, after a minute of struggle, her eyes met his as she noticed the small smirk on his face. God, he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on. Everything about him was perfect.

"Is there something you need?" He hummed, now propped up on his elbow. His other arm was snaked around her waist, his hand tracing shapes onto her back. She gazed at him with lidded eyes, pure bliss coursing through her veins. As she admired every last part of him, she almost completely forgot about the point of waking him up in the first place. At this moment in time, none of that mattered anymore. She just wanted to go back to sleep with him. Her brain melting with thoughts of love and adoration, she buried her face into his chest, taking in his scent.

"No," She murmured. "Nothing at all."

She barely felt the final kiss he placed on the top of her head as she quickly drifted off to sleep once again.

[cheeseceli]

Taehyung who stops everything he's doing when he notices that he's getting giddy and delulu over the mere thought of you. Like yeah, he's falling in love and he just noticed that

"I can't believe this is happening. Oh my God, this is happening" he whispers while staring at the wall, leaving Namjoon and Hobi really confused

[1uvtae]

How about wdyd tae teaches yn how to kiss,since she sucks at it🤷‍♀️

yes!!! wdyd tae will not hesitate at that request. >;)

maybe it's because taehyung still makes you nervous, but you've never really understood how to properly kiss him.

in the spacious, warm bathroom, taehyung gently collects your hair to put it into a high ponytail. "wanna go for drinks tonight?"

"sure."

it had been quite a quiet day for the bar, just you, tae, and a few friends. everyone decided that they had enough fun after a good 2 hours. you and taehyung walked side-by-side behind your friends, your right hand wrapped in his left, tucked in his coat pocket. you use your free hand to pat him on the shoulder. he lowered his head so his ear was up to your mouth level.

you, a little lightheaded from the drinks.

"you wanna teach me how to kiss?"

taehyung pauses for approximately 3 seconds, then nods.

your friends ask you two which way you two are going when coming across the intersection. "subway." he says, the cold night air blows from your back, making you shiver slightly.

after everyone has parted their ways, you stop in your tracks, causing taehyung to face you. "there are no subways at this time." you state, as if it is the most obvious fact. the corners of his mouth curl up into a smile.

"i know."

and there you two stood outside of the subway station.

"closer" "kiss me" "open your mouth." "tongue."

taehyug's mouth interlocked with yours, you feel your body shiver and go limp when his mouth sucks on your bottom lip before letting go. the hands around your waist tighten when his mouth finds your neck and your collarbones.

the street was empty around this time. the tip of his tongue enters your mouth once again. lips and tongue, almost fighting.

your arms wrap themselves around his neck, you two now looking at each other, the alcohol has faded now. just you and him.

"why are you looking at me." he raises an eyebrow when he realises you're staring at his lips again.

"cause i like you."

"so you like me now?"

"hm...just a tad bit though."

here's the famous wdyd!couple tag for all the drabbles!!

do you also want to check up on the wdyd!couple? hit me with an ask or request!!!

[mrworldwideshoulders]

can’t take my eyes off of you || reader x kth

Pairing: reader x KTH Word count: 5.1k Rating: M / R (18+) Genre: one night stand, smut, pinch of fluff Summary: It was supposed to be a girls’ night out. So what are you doing here by yourself, and why has the guy across the bar set his smoldering gaze on you of all people? Inspired by Runaway Baby - Bruno Mars.  Warnings: alcohol consumption, penetrative sex (protected of course), orgasms, big dicc!tae (my god), reader is a blushing mess (and so am I jfc) A/N: this took forever for some reason (even though it was totally supposed to come out sooner T_T) but it’s finally here (and just in time)! first attempt at real smut so this is probably a mess but enjoy anyway >.< as always beta'd and bannered by the amazing april (@onmypillow-onmytable). thx! ly - robyn P.S. I do not own BTS or their likenesses, nor do I own the music of Bruno Mars (lol), they simply inspire me. 

inspo playlist here

part of the doo-wops, hooligans, and unorthodox magic collection (masterlist)

“Should we take this somewhere more…private?” That deep, velvety-smooth voice again, a whisper that brushes lightly against your ear. 

You awaken with a start, eyes roving around, attempting to make sense of your surroundings. That is definitely not the ceiling of your apartment above you. Everything is unfamiliar: everything from the sheets to the art on the walls to the handsome stranger in bed next to you. He’s asleep, a flop of messy hair sweeping over his delicate, almond-shaped eyes. His arms wrap around you, as if he’s hugging a pillow to his chest – as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear. You only have to look at him to remember that it was his voice in your head. Who is he? And how did you get here? Memories of what must have happened last night flood into your brain, though somewhat obscured by the fog that comes with heavy drinking and other bad decisions. 

The bar. You remember getting to the bar. What happened afterwards? You were supposed to meet your best friend Hyejin, but she cancelled on you at the last minute, something about how her younger brother was visiting on surprise leave from the military. "I'm sorry, y/n!" she'd wailed into the phone. "I had no idea Jun was going to pull something like this. I was literally walking out the door when he showed up, and he's only in the city this weekend, so our parents will kill me if I don't take him out to dinner at least once." 

You sigh, only slightly annoyed. "It's fine, Hyejin. He's your brother. I understand." 

"Not that I don't appreciate the thought, but aish, I could just kill him sometimes. Will you be all right by yourself?"

You glance around the bar, which is starting to get noisier as more people fill in. "I'll be fine. I'll probably just have one drink and then go home. Since I’m already here."

Hyejin blows you a raspberry. "Boring! And we were going to get you laid tonight, too. Finally break that dry spell of yours. All because my brother decides he just has to surprise me this weekend."

"Jin!" you hiss, cheeks flaming. You’ve never been the casual hookup-one night stand type, and she knows that. Why is she so hellbent on getting you laid?

"It's true!" she insists. "It’s been months since you’ve gotten any. Y/n, please promise me that you won't just have one drink and go home. Have two drinks. Three, even. Give excitement a chance to unfold. Maybe get yourself something – or someone – special?" You can almost picture her waggling her eyebrows on the other end of the phone. 

You roll your eyes. “I’m hanging up on you.” 

“Okay, okay. Promise you’ll tell me all the gory details at lunch tomorrow?”

“I doubt they will be in any way gory or interesting, but fine. I’m really hanging up on you now, Jin. Have fun with your brother.” 

“Be safe, y/n. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and don’t forget to use protection!” You can hear the mischievous grin in her voice.

You let out a disgusted groan, and hang up without another word, sighing as you stare down into your nearly empty cosmopolitan. Hyejin is right. It's been what, almost six months since you found your boyfriend in your bed with another woman? You still miss the sheets you’d had to throw out after you kicked him out of your apartment. The whole experience was enough to put you off dating permanently – but you can’t deny you have your own needs. You’re a grown woman, after all, and there’s only so much your vibrator can do for you. You finish off the last of your cocktail and order another, fully intending to leave once it’s gone. There will be other nights, and other men, and you’d much rather do this when Hyejin is around to keep you from embarrassing yourself too much. 

The bartender sets a fresh glass down in front of you. “Compliments of the gentleman over there.” He nods toward the end of the bar, where what may very well be the most attractive man you’ve ever laid eyes on is sitting. Dark hair falls in a swoop over one eye, and his shirtsleeves are rolled up to reveal a set of toned forearms. An expensive-looking watch rests on one wrist, completing the full image. He nods at you, winks, and raises his glass of red wine. You raise your own in return. 

First and last time that’ll ever happen, you think to yourself, sipping on your drink. The clamor of the bar builds, and you sit there alone, not quite sure what to do with yourself. You tug at the hemline of your dress: short, spaghetti strapped, uncomfortable, thinking of the sweatpants you’re going to change into immediately upon returning home, the shows from this week that you need to catch up on, and then maybe you’ll fall into bed at a reasonable hour, waking up just early enough to squeeze in a workout and a shower before you have to meet Hyejin for lunch and tell her all of the non-details of your non-adventurous evening. Boring, routine, and comfortable. A glance tells you the man at the end of the bar is still staring at you. You try to ignore him, but his eyes are still laser-focused on you. You shift uncomfortably.

Just who does this guy think he is?

You down the last of your cosmo and vacate your stool, making sure not to wobble in your heels as you march toward him. He watches you approach with what seems to be great interest. "You," you demand, pointing a finger at him. "Why do you keep staring at me?"

He holds your gaze, almost defiantly. He doesn’t even flinch at your accusing finger. "I like looking at pretty things," he says, his mouth quirking up at the corners in a smirk. "Can you blame me?"

You're not sure whether to feel flattered or creeped out, but your mouth speaks for you before you can even think about it. "What, so I'm a thing now?"

"Is that so bad?" he questions. "To be the object of someone's admiration?" His eyes darken as they look you up and down. 

You feel bare. Exposed. Like he's seen something about you that you've never even seen yourself. “What if I don’t want to be an object?” you challenge. ”What then?” 

“Hm. I don’t know,” he says. He seems amused. “I’m sure we could figure something else out.” 

“Who are you, anyway?” you ask, narrowing your eyes. 

"I'm Taehyung." The name rolls off his tongue. "But you can call me Tae. Yours?"

You hesitate. "Buy me another drink and maybe I'll tell you," you say finally. 

Taehyung smiles. Challenge accepted. He motions the bartender over, who looks between both of you questioningly. "You heard her," he says. "Whatever she's having."

You slide onto the barstool next to him, and the bartender sets another cocktail in front of you. "So," you start. "Hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to stare at people?"

"They have. It's never stopped me before, though." Taehyung takes a sip of his wine. “You still haven’t told me your name, by the way.” 

“Y/n,” you say after a momentary pause, debating whether or not you should give him a fake one. “It’s y/n.” 

“Y/n,” he repeats. Your name sounds different when he says it. “A pleasure.” 

Your cheeks warm, though you’re not sure if it’s the liquor or his gaze. "What brings you out by yourself tonight, then?" you ask. “Surely someone like you has plenty of places he could be on a Friday night, instead of sitting by himself in a bar, staring at unsuspecting women.” Handsome. Seemingly well-rounded. Fairly charming. 

"Hmm,” he muses. “I’m an artist of sorts, but I’m feeling a little…blocked at the moment, so I guess you could say I'm looking for inspiration." 

“You’re an artist?” you say. “I never would have expected that.” A closer glance at his hands reveals a few stray flecks of paint around his nails.

“I get that a lot.” He chuckles. “I guess I don’t really look the part, do I?” The corners of his eyes crinkle with the boxy smile that emerges from his laugh. 

“Well,” you say, resting your chin on your palm. “Mr. Artiste. How’s the search for inspiration going?” 

"Between you and me," he says, turning to you, one elbow leaned against the bar, "I'd say it's looking fairly promising. But…” Taehyung looks you straight in the eyes. “I could ask the same of you. Y/n, what’s a beautiful woman like yourself doing alone at the bar on a night like this?”

“You flatter me.”

“It’s true.” He shrugs. "Anyone can see that you're positively captivating."

Your ex never would have told you anything like that, not in the months before things ended. Your ears tingle. "At least someone thinks so." 

“Why do you say that?” he asks.

“Where do I start?” You stare down into your glass, running a finger around the rim. You shake your head. “Ah, don’t listen to me. I don’t want to bore you with complaining about my asshole ex.” 

“Whoever he is, or was,” says Taehyung, gently turning your head to look at him, “it’s his loss. He has no idea what he’s missing out on.” 

"You just met me five minutes ago," you say. "How could you possibly know that?"

"Well," he says, the corner of his mouth twitching, "I get the feeling I'm about to find out."

Oh my god. Oh. My. God. You take a deep breath in an attempt to keep yourself from panicking. What did you do last night? What are you supposed to do now? Your memories are still blurry, but one thing is for certain: you’ve got to get out of here before he notices you’re gone. Hoping he doesn’t wake up, you extricate yourself gingerly from his grip and edge gently to the side of the bed, holding one of the blankets to your chest while you scan the floor for your clothes. As you’re about to stand up, a hand suddenly locks around your wrist in a firm grasp. You look over your shoulder. Taehyung’s eyes are open now, his gaze fixed on you. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” he demands. His voice stops you in your tracks. Even half-asleep he sounds like the type of person who’s used to getting what he wants. "Did you think I wouldn't notice you trying to disappear on me?"

“I was just…” You clear your throat. Your cheeks burn. What exactly are you planning on telling him? Leaving? Looking for the bathroom? Going on a coffee run and never coming back? You can’t make yourself finish the sentence. It's as if his gaze has caused your brain to short-circuit.

Taehyung sits up, the bedsheet draped tantalizingly low across his hips, the firm planes of his lower abdomen taking your mind somewhere it shouldn’t. “Don’t tell me you’re getting shy on me now.” He dips his head at the blanket covering your breasts. “Especially not after everything you begged me to do to you last night.” He smirks.

Your face flames even hotter. “Um – I…I don’t —” 

“You don’t remember?” he says. “Hm. And what should we do about that?” An arm wraps around your waist, pulling you back toward him. “Should I give you a refresher?” he whispers into your ear. “I’m ready whenever.” 

“I can tell,” you say breathlessly. You can feel him pressing against you – every inch of him. 

Taehyung kisses you, just behind your ear, letting his teeth graze the outside of it, planting a trail of blooming kisses down your neck and across your shoulder. “Anything?” His voice is low and dark, filled with lust. “Or should I continue?” 

“It’s coming back to me,” you exhale. Don’t stop. Please.

The brick wall outside scrapes against your shoulder blades, the cold night air making you shiver slightly. His lips are on yours, on your neck, trailing down across your bare collarbone, each one burning more than the next until you’re completely aflame. The front of his shirt is clenched in your fists, the only thing keeping you from sliding down to the pavement. But he pulls away, and you let out a frustrated huff. A crowd of people leaving the bar walks past, chattering loudly, and Taehyung’s hand is suddenly on the wall next to your head, his arm out to shield you from anyone’s view. He’s biting his lower lip, dark eyes glinting. “You have no idea how much I want to just take you right here, right up against this wall.”

“So do it then,” you breathe. "Take me. Fuck me right here in this alley.” You don’t know what you’re saying. All you know is that you want his hands back on you, right now, so you guide them toward your waist. 

“So eager.” He smiles. “But not here. I want to be the only one who hears you scream tonight.” Taehyung’s voice lowers to a whisper as he leans in. “Should we take this somewhere more…private?” He tilts your chin up to look him in the eye. “Last chance to say no.” 

“Is there a reason I should?” You look up at him through your lashes. 

“Not in my opinion.” Taehyung smirks. “So what’s it going to be?”

You're barely inside the door of his apartment before his hands are on you again, fumbling for the zipper of your dress, eventually giving up and yanking the whole thing over your head. "Hey, be careful," you giggle between kisses, working at unbuttoning his shirt. "That dress was expensive."

"I'll buy you a new one," he says, flinging it away so you don't see where it lands, nimble fingers moving to unhook your bra, an uncomfortable strapless push-up you only ever wear to make your tits look good. “I’ll buy you ten new ones." He tosses the bra over his shoulder as well. "God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He hoists you up, palming your ass with those massive hands of his, letting your legs wrap around his waist. You buck against him, needing the friction to lessen the ache between your legs. “Fuck, y/n,” he growls. “I can’t control myself around you.” 

“I don’t care,” you say, gasping as he presses you up against the wall. “I don’t fucking care.” You’re moving again, down a hall to another room. The bedroom. 

Taehyung tosses you down roughly on the bed. He looms over you, his eyes nearly black with desire. “Stunning,” he says. “Absolutely stunning. Now that I’ve got you all to myself…I might never let you go. I’m going to ruin you, y/n.” He snaps the waistband of your underwear. “Are you all right with that?” 

“Why are you still talking?” You pull him down toward you and kiss him, pushing the unbuttoned shirt all the way off his shoulders. “Go ahead and do it already. Ruin me. I’m all yours.” 

"That's right," he says, dropping another kiss on your lips. "You're all mine, baby. Just for me.” His lips trail down, a waterfall of kisses running through the valley between your breasts, down your stomach, stopping just above your hips, where he deftly slides off your underwear and tosses them aside. “Are you ready?”

You nod wordlessly. “I’m ready.”

“Good.” He’s gorgeous, standing there in the moonlight. He leans over you, reaching for something in the bedside table, enveloping you in his scent: sandalwood and bergamot, hints of pine. You hear the crinkle of a condom wrapper. 

“Wait.” You stop him before he can put it on. “Let me. Please, Tae. I want to.”

“You want to touch me?” Taehyung smirks. “Even better.” He hands you the unwrapped condom. “I’ll let you do the honors.” 

You draw in a breath and roll the condom up his cock: thick, heavy, already wet with precum. It’s bigger than you imagined, especially in your hands – in fact, massive might be a better word for it.

He groans as you move slowly up the shaft. “Y/n…” 

“What?” you tease. “Something wrong?”

“It’s not every day I have your pretty little hands wrapped around my cock.” He grins. “I’m just enjoying the ride.” 

"Oh, these hands?" you ask innocently, running a finger down his length.

"Fuck," he exhales. He leans down, bringing his face inches away from yours. “You trying to kill me?” God, this man knows how to use his mouth. And his fingers. He traces one long index finger down your drenched center, teasing at your entrance. “So wet for me already,” Taehyung marvels. “It won’t be long now.” 

“Tae…” you whine, biting your lower lip.

“Say please.” 

You inhale sharply. “Please.” 

“Good girl.” He slips another finger inside you, circling your clit. It’s so swollen and sensitive he barely has to touch it before you let out a soft moan. "Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me what you need." 

"I need you," you gasp. "Need you inside me. Right now."

Taehyung gently touches your face. “Not yet, baby,” he coaxes. “Wait for me. Just a little while longer.” He settles himself between your legs, the tip of his cock pressing against your core. You close your eyes, sucking in your bottom lip, gasping slightly as he slips inside, feeling yourself stretching to accommodate him, shifting your pelvis to take on even more. You feel full. Warm. Good. It feels good. 

“Fuck,” you breathe. He’s huge. 

“Are you okay?” he asks. “Can I move?” 

You nod earnestly. “Move, Tae. For the love of god, fucking move.” 

He rocks into you, slowly at first, then faster. “God, you feel amazing. How is it possible that you’re so amazing?” 

“Show me,” you demand. “Show me how good I make you feel.” 

“Whatever you want, baby. I’ll give it to you.”

“Harder,” you pant. “I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t see straight. I want to see stars. Constellations. The whole damn solar system.”

“Happy to oblige.” Taehyung smiles. His thrusts intensify, leaving you teetering on the edge, fists clenching the sheets underneath you. You cry out, the pressure of your impending orgasm nearly too much to bear. He touches your cheek. “Wait for me,” he commands. “Almost there. Almost.” 

“I can’t,” you whimper. “I’m going to –” 

He silences you by touching a finger to your lips. “Shh,” he whispers.

That moment seems to last forever, building, building – until finally, the dam bursts. Pure, white hot adrenaline, the passion, the desire, all setting off fireworks behind your eyes. Your nails dig into his back as you hang on, seemingly for dear life. He comes undone with a groan, spilling himself inside of you as the force of your climax hits you like a tidal wave. 

He collapses onto the mattress, panting slightly, and presses a kiss to the side of your forehead. “Fuck. That was…”

“Really something,” you finish. Your heart is still racing. 

“You could say that.” Taehyung chuckles. 

“I haven’t come that hard since…ever.” 

“Never?” He turns his head to look at you, one eyebrow raised. 

You think back. “Maybe once. But it’s been a really long time.” 

“So definitely better than your ex?” he teases. “I’ll take it.” 

“That’s it? You’re easily satisfied.” 

His arm snakes around your waist, pulling you toward him. “No. I’m not. Not usually. So you’d better be careful or…”

“Or what?” 

Taehyung smiles, eyes closed, almost half asleep already. “Hmm.” He hums gently. “I just might fall in love with you.” 

“So,” he says, his low voice bringing you back to the present. “Where were you running off to in such a hurry just now?” 

“Uh…” What was it you were about to do? You were looking for something. Clothes. You were looking for your clothes. “My dress. I need my dress.”

“Oh, that,” Taehyung says dismissively. “I think we left it somewhere near the kitchen. Along with, well…” He peers around at your face, grinning. “Everything else.” He’s still pressed up against you. 

Your senses come rushing back, and you pull away. “Look,” you babble. “I don’t normally do this kind of thing, and last night was…great, but —”

“I’d like to think it was more than just great,” he shrugs. “Phenomenal. Earth-shattering. Damn near amazing. But call it what you like.” 

“I’ve really got to go,” you blurt. “I have an…engagement.” Lunch. With Hyejin. Right. What time is it, anyway? 

“Ah.” If he’s disappointed, he doesn’t show it. “Of course. Don’t let me stop you.” Taehyung cocks an eyebrow wolfishly. “Unless you’d like me to.”  

"Uh, no. That’s all right." How does he do that? How does he know how to fluster you with a single look? You keep the blanket wrapped around you while you pad into the kitchen, where you find your dress in a mound on the floor. Wrinkled. Of course. You sigh and pick it up. The daylight allows you a better look at the rest of his apartment, one that you didn't get the night before. The front room is high-ceilinged, exposed brick and tall windows overlooking the street below. Your eyes linger on the canvases leaned up against one wall, the easel with the cloth-covered painting on top of it. Or you would assume there's a painting under there; you can't exactly see it, but it would only make sense. "So he is actually an artist," you say to yourself. 

"Of course I am," he says, appearing behind you out of nowhere. "Not exactly the kind of thing I’d lie about." 

You whip around to find him standing there, clad only in boxers and an amused expression. "I don't know. You could have just told me that to make yourself seem more interesting. You wouldn't be the first guy to do it. Women love a man with depth."

"So did it work, then?" He presses his lips together, obviously trying to hide a smile. "Do you think I'm interesting?" 

"Hm." You smile and look down. "Not sure yet. I'll let you know." 

"Please. By all means."

You seem to remember there was something else you were supposed to be doing. "Uh…bathroom?"

"Down there." He points you back in the direction of the bedroom. 

"Thanks." You gather up your things into a pile and shut the door after you, letting out a breath as you lean against it. You dress quickly and fix your hair as much as you can with the comb you keep in your purse, splash some water on your flushed cheeks, then head back into the kitchen. He’s there at the island, scribbling something on a piece of paper. “What’s that?” you say as you approach, still fiddling with the back zipper on your dress that seems to have jammed itself on its way off last night. 

“My number. I realized I didn’t give it to you last night.” He smirks, pushing it toward you. “Just in case you need me.” 

God, he's cocky. You'd be lying if you said you weren't a little into it. “Who says I'll need you?” That’s what you say – but you tuck it into your bag anyway. 

“If you change your mind. Here, let me.” Taehyung gets the zipper unstuck and finishes zipping up the back of your dress. He presses a final kiss lightly against the shell of your ear. “You should go. You have your engagement, don’t you? Wouldn’t want you to be late.” 

"Are you rushing me out?" you say, glancing over your shoulder.

"Oh, you can stay as long as you like," he says. “Just trying to be considerate of your time.” 

"I appreciate that." Suddenly you don't want to go. You’d rather stay here, in bed, in his arms. But that’s not what that is. You don’t know what this is, but you know it’s not how this kind of thing works. You pick up your shoes and walk toward the door. He follows closely behind you. You hesitate, turning back toward him. “I guess this is it, then?” you say. 

“I suppose it is,” he says. 

“Well…thanks,” you say, unsure what to say next. “I had a good time.” You recall the stiff, sore feeling between your legs and sigh internally. You’re going to be feeling this for the next day or two – but regret doesn’t even begin to cross your mind. 

“Until the next one?” He’s still smirking. 

Next time? “Who says there’s going to be a next time?” You cross your arms and look up at him. 

“Just wishful thinking. I would like to see you again, but we can discuss that when the time comes.” He smiles down at you. “Enjoy the rest of your weekend, y/n.” 

Wishful thinking indeed.

You hurry home with just enough time to take a quick shower before you have to go and meet Hyejin for lunch. Your mind wanders to Taehyung several times while you’re waiting at the restaurant: the way his hair fell across his eyes, that squinting, boxy smile of his, his hands, exploring every inch of your body. The way it felt when he—

“Y/n? Y/n, hello? Are you there?” Hyejin is looking at you pointedly. 

You jump. “Yeah. Sorry. My brain stopped working for a minute. Were you saying something?” 

“What happened last night?" Her eyes narrow. "Please tell me you didn’t just have two drinks and go home. Did something happen?” Hyejin raises an eyebrow. 

You consider telling her about Taehyung, but you’re not sure if you could do him justice. “Nothing happened, Jin. And that’s exactly what I did. Two drinks, went home, fell asleep watching Bridgerton.” You redirect your focus to your lunch, the smell of which makes you a touch nauseous.

She crosses her arms and stares you down. “I don’t believe you. You definitely had more than two drinks. You’ve got that look in your eyes that you get when you’re hungover. I’d know it anywhere.” She squints at your right shoulder, right in the crook of your neck and gasps. “Y/n! Is that a hickey?” 

You nearly choke on your water. Shit. How could you have not noticed that? You tug at the neck of your sweater. “Not so loud! I don’t need the entire restaurant knowing I have a hickey! Which I don’t. Because it’s not a hickey. It’s, um—”

“Oh my god, it is! It totally is. Y/n! You got some, didn’t you?” 

“No comment.” Your face burns red hot. 

“Okay, well, based on the fact that you don’t want to tell me, your best friend, about it, it was probably either really good or really bad. And judging by the way you’re blushing…” She leans her chin on one fist. “I’m going to guess that it was really good.” 

"Stop it. You're the worst. The absolute worst." There might as well be steam coming off your face. You lower your voice. "Yes. It was really good. He was hot, thorough, and not clingy at all. The consummate hookup. Are you happy now?" 

"Overjoyed." Hyejin looks far too pleased with herself. "Does this guy have a name?”

“Taehyung.”

“Taehyung,” she repeats. “So. Are you going to see him again?"

You think about his number written on the scrap of paper currently sitting in the change pocket of your purse. In case you need me. "I don't know. Probably not. I mean, that's how one-night stands work, isn't it? Kinda defeats the purpose of the whole ‘one-night’ thing if you see them more than once." 

Hyejin shrugs. "They can. There's no rule that says they have to. You said he's hot. Would you want to see him again?" 

"Well…maybe?” You think about it. The man hasn’t left your mind since you left his apartment. “If the opportunity presented itself? He did give me his number. And he did say he wanted to see me again."

She sighs. "Y/n, I love you. But you might be the dumbest person in the world when it comes to this kind of thing."

"What?" you demand. "What is that supposed to mean? He was probably just being flirty. I doubt he really wants to see me again." 

"Of course he was being flirty. He wants to see you again. He made it a point to give you his number, y/n. Opportunity is literally pounding on your door. Are you just going to let the best sex of your life slip past you when you could seize the day and do something you’ve never done before?” Hyejin leans in. “Look. I know what you’re going to say. You’re not looking for anything serious right now, and I totally get it after what that piece of shit did to you. But why not have a good old-fashioned no strings attached fling? You deserve it. You’re practically a saint for putting up with that asshole for so long. And if this guy isn’t on the same page, then you cut your losses and move on. Simple as that.” 

“Simple as that, huh?” You cross your arms and stare pensively at the table. 

“Honestly.” She shrugs. “If you don’t text him, I will.” 

“Jin, you’re engaged.” 

“Yeah, but I’m not dead, am I?”

You: Hi. It's y/n. You: From last weekend? You: This is Taehyung, right? Taehyung: It is. Taehyung: I was wondering when I’d hear from you. You: And I was wondering when I could see you again. Taehyung: That depends. You: On what? Taehyung: How bad you want to see me.

You rap three times and wait, the silence in the hallway almost unbearable. For a moment you think you’ve made a mistake coming back over here, but then the door swings open, and there he is. Barefooted, in shorts and a baggy, paint-stained t-shirt. A far cry from the way he looked when you met him last weekend, but at this moment you don’t think you’ve ever found anyone more attractive.

He looks you up and down, a satisfied smirk creeping across his mouth. “So you came.”

“Yeah. I did.” Your heart is pounding. “This is probably a bad idea.”

“Uh-huh.” Taehyung nods, leaning against the frame of his front door. His crossed arms draw attention to his rolled-up sleeves, accentuating his biceps. 

“A really bad idea.” Your nails are digging into the palms of your hands. 

“So you’ve established.” He tilts his head to one side. “Still time to leave. Although I won’t say I’m willing to forget it ever happened.” 

You shake your head. You’ve already spent way too much time thinking about this. “No. I want this.” 

“Good, because I do too.” He holds out a hand. “Are you going to come in, then?” 

You put your hand in his, and he immediately tugs you toward him, until you’re mere inches away from each other. His touch is magnetic. Like perfect polar opposites. “Yeah,” you breathe, inhaling his scent. Sandalwood, bergamot, and pine. “I’m coming in.” 

©2022 by @mrworldwideshoulders​

[spacequokka]

Ask > Do You Like What You See

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader Genre: Fluff Rating: PG Summary: It's another game of tug o' war with the one who dubs you his favorite stylist. Word Count: 0.6k Warnings: Language

Happy birthday, TaeTae!

It’d gotten so bad that Taehyung stopped trying to hide. Everyone knew he was into you and he, being the charming sweet talker that he is, got them all to overlook his indiscreet behavior.

Case in point:

“Taehyung, be still.” You frowned, reaching for the makeup remover.

“I can’t help it.” His smirk made it clear that he could, in fact, help it. “You give me goosebumps.”

It was the timbre of his voice coupled with the smolder in his eyes that made it hard to focus at times. And he knew it. Used it like a fucking crutch.

“I’m barely touching you!” You hissed, dabbing at the smudged eyeliner.

“I know but it tickles.” He pouted. You’d never know he was a grown ass man if you didn’t look at him. “You’re just teasing me.”

It was bait. If you told him you weren’t trying to tease him, he’d tell you he wouldn’t mind if you chose to because he “likes that.” If you ignored him, he’d say you were admitting guilt.

“I can get someone else to finish your styling then.” You curtly recapped the pen. You turned to put it down but his large hands caught your wrists.

“Hey, don’t do that. You have no idea how much trouble it is to get into your chair.” His gaze wandered from your eyes to your lips. “I’ll be still for you.”

“Please and thank you.” You forced a professional smile before picking up a brush. “I’m almost done.”

True to his word, he behaved long enough for you to finish with the eyeliner. The dressing room had quieted down as some of the staff left having finished their tasks. Having a cooperative client to work with will do that for you.

Taehyung’s eyes cased the room and a small smirk returned to his stupid beautiful face. “Ooh. We’re almost alone.”

“Yeah, so?”

He beckoned you closer with a finger. You found yourself leaning closer as if he had you attached to puppet strings. “Hey, tell me something: do you like what you see?”

You nearly snorted as you pulled away. “When it comes to you, who doesn’t?”

He scoffed. “That doesn’t tell me anything. I want to know about you and your preference.”

You picked up concealer and a brush. “It doesn’t matter.” You filled the brush with a bit of cream and started dabbing it around his mouth.

“Yes, it does.” He spoke firmly yet with a slight whine. “I can’t take you out if you’re not into me.”

You had to look away and cover your mouth. Once you were sure you wouldn’t laugh, you turned back to him. “No dating coworkers.”

“Meh.” He made a face. “That’s more of a warning than a rule. PD-nim said so.”

“Really. That’s the first time I heard it.”

He sighed and caught your wrists in his hands. “Please.” He looked you in the eyes, face completely serious for once. “You know I’m very much into you. Be kind to me. Throw me a bone here. Or at least put me out of my misery.”

Ugh. The puppy eyes.

You rolled your eyes and looked away, aware that your stupid cheeks were betraying you. He didn’t tease you about it, instead keeping quiet as he brushed his thumbs over the pulse points of your wrists. “You’re…cute.”

He frowned. “That’s it?”

“I mean, if we didn’t work together, I’d consider going on a date or two.” You shrugged and tried to pull away but he wouldn’t let go. “Tae—”

“You can’t say something like that and not expect me to beg!” He turned up the charm, eyes wide and sparkly as he pouted. “Please? Let me take you out. I swear you’ll like it. I can be good.”

“You sound more like a puppy than a grown ass man.”

“Yeah, because I’m trying to be your grown ass man.” He pulled you close enough to kiss. “What do you say?”

[bunnybubae]

(M) They Were Right | KTH

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Genre: Established Relationship - Smut/Kinda Fluff

Warnings: PWP - Oral (Female receiving) - Butt Fingering - Masturbation -  Anal Sex - Creampie

Summary: This is basically the first time doing anal with your boyfriend Taehyung

Word Count: 2.398

A/N: Hello hello, it’s been a while uh? So, I had a wet dream last night and these are the results, I wrote it down in a rush so let me know if there are mistakes to fix. I know it’s short but I hope you’ll like it! Let me know what you think! :D

- Joy 🐰

You don't know the exact moment you started considering trying anal sex with your boyfriend, maybe you saw one porn in particular that started making you think about it, making you wonder if it really hurts as much as they say, if it's really that pleasurable that you'll want to do it again. Taehyung was happy to find out with you, but he never forced you to do it if you were not feeling ready to actually try.It's certainly not the first time you've found yourself in this situation,lying naked on the bed with your eyes narrowed in pleasure, while your boyfriend makes out with your pussy with passion.

"Tae-"

The sound of your voice is heavy, you gasp as you push his hair out of his vision with your hands.

"Tae I want more"

Your request makes him lift his head reluctantly. A thin string of saliva connects his mouth with your lips.

“I can see it,” he says softly, unable to take his eyes off the wetness of your folds, finding the swelling of your clit almost cute. So inviting that he can't resist dropping one last gentle kiss on it.

You shiver at the gentle touch on the sensitive spot.

"I want to try again"

You don't know why in your ears you sound almost shy, you don't know if you're more embarrassed because of the request or the desire laced in your voice, with which the sentence left your mouth. You've already tried it once, but you were probably too tense, too focused on the pain you could have felt, which made the moment less spontaneous and relaxed. His caresses on your thighs only fuel the burning need you feel. He surely caught at what you were hinting as he asked

"Are you sure?" He finally raises his gaze, locking it with yours. His eyes a little surprised but full of fervor. "You know we can wait more and-"

"N-no...I really want to do this"

Before he could finish the sentence you speak again, placing your hands on his gently, following their movement over your body. He nods with a slight smile, shifting the weight of his naked body onto yours. His cock is already so stiff just from the orals he gave you and the lazy thrusts of his pelvis on the mattress. He hiss softly when his member touches your belly, the sensation much more pleasant and soft than the fabric of the blankets.

"Alright. Tell me to stop if you feel too much pain, okay?" he says, while one of his hands gently brushes your face. You nod and before you can answer him, he continues.

"I'll go slow and gentle baby," his words are imprinted on your skin with every soft kiss as he travels the curve of your neck and jaw, leaving wet trails and causing you to sigh with pleasure.

"We'll take all the time we need," he then whispers.

And with that, his lips touch yours, kissing them with measured delicacy.

It's baffling how much his body on yours manages to be so toned and at the same time so soft, it gives you a sense of comfort and protection, as if in his arms you don't need to fear anything. As if your bodies complement each other once they are close. A growing tension returns slightly to your belly as his face descends again, passing your pubes. Tae brings his hands to the back of your thighs, massaging their flesh before pushing your legs towards you. Instinctively, you bring your hands to the backs of your knees, your breath quickening in anticipation.

"B-baby" you whisper softly, stuttering when you feel the wetness of his tongue trailing from your clit, slowly to your hole. He hums, getting lost in the sweet taste of your pussy. Then he continues to descend, and you know well that this is the time to lift your legs a little more, spreading them and bringing them to your chest. Your eyes close for a moment and your brows arch at the moist touch you feel in your anus. The sensation persists, grows as he continues to lick with the flat of his tongue, swirling in circle from time to time.

"God, I love every inch of you" he confessed. Your face gets hotter and hotter as his demeanor makes you softly moan. The moment you slightly lift your head to look at him through your lashes, the vision of his index finger entering his mouth and coming out moist, something inside you pops causing your walls to clench.

"Fuck... Do that again" your voice quivers.

He looks up and staring into your eyes, he brings his forefinger back to his mouth slowly, coating it with more saliva. You bite your lip at the hot vision, more to keep your eagerness to yourself, but he doesn't seem to like the way you suppress your verses. Then he brings his moistened finger close to you again, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly thrusts at the entrance of your anus. He wasn't lying when he said he'd be slow and gentle. As he inserted his finger wasn't unpleasant at all, also due to the look he's giving you, you feel particularly turned on. You moan again as he reaches all the way down to his knuckle.

"Yes-" He exhales pleased "I wanna hear every sound you make" he slowly withdraws his finger without letting it come out completely, and then pushes it in again, more easily, but still slowly. "Let yourself go totally love". You moan louder as his finger moves in and out gradually faster but never making you uncomfortable. The sound of his hoarse voice doing things to you. With your hands you firmly grasp your breasts, squeezing them as you like and playing with your nipples. Tae takes the opportunity to quickly reach the drawer of the bedside table, grabs the tube of lube and then spurts some on his hand, covering his first two fingers well. He tosses it aside onto the bed as he leans back in on you, kissing softly the hand covering your breast, as he smears some lube directly between your cheeks. He lifts his head to look at you, making sure you're comfortable throughout as his two fingers gently push into you. You gasp, your eyebrows come together and your eyes close as your head tilts back. Two fingers is already a big achievement for you considering that last time even one finger was able to cause you a lot of pain. It seems that this time you are more relaxed, ready, perhaps.

Excitement builds up in you as the stinging pain becomes less and less sharp, making room for a blossoming glimmer of pleasure, your unsteady breathing and facial expressions seem to make him think you're in pain, so when you feel he's withdrawing his fingers, you whine out a No that instantly freezes him in place.

"Don't pull them out please, it-" you breathe out shakily "started to feel good"

He sharply inhale, biting down at his lip as he allow his fingers to dive in again. When he reaches all the way down to his knuckles, you two moan in unison. Tae didn't believe that just penetrating you with his fingers could affect him so much that he unconsciously brought his free hand to his cock in need of some sort of friction. He savors every sound you make, the lascivious clatter of wet fingers in and out of your body and the thumping sound of his fist sliding over the precum-filled tip of his cock. The movement of his fingers continues to be careful and precise, even if faster than before, you begin to feel a growing pressure in your belly. You hear his ragged breaths that do nothing but turn you on even more.

"Please keep going-" you whisper between moans. "I'm close"

You hear him mumble something you can't register, but an instant later he releases his grip around his cock to focus totally on you, his fingers piston inside you faster and faster, the lube doing its job perfectly. You try to bring a hand to your throbbing clit but the position doesn't allow you to reach it comfortably, Tae notices the movement of your arm, quickly grabs your hand to bring it back into position behind your knee. He pushes your legs a little further towards you and brings his other hand up to your pussy. His thumb collects your juices and then rubs on your clit to facilitate the friction, causing you a set of sensations never experienced before, not all at once at least.

"Like that?" he asks quietly, looking at you while he continues his ministrations with both hands.

"Yes- God yes!" you moan loudly as you feel your orgasm approach.

You no longer feel pain, everything has been replaced by an immense sensation of pleasure. The thrusts of his hand, fingers scissoring from time to time, mixed with the movements of his fingers on your clit push you further and further towards oblivion. Moan after moan, everything goes white and a slight tear leaves the outer rim of your eye, running down your cheek as your orgasm shoots through your entire body. An intensity never felt before, your heavy breathing is the only sound that now fills the room. As your body slowly relaxes, Tae's touch leaves your body to allow you to recover. You look at him with languid eyes, you're still a little sensitive down there but with a great desire to go all the way, he can see it in your eyes. With his arms you beckon him to come closer to you, to hug you, and so he does.

He smiles softly, leaning his body on yours and letting your arms wrap him completely. You feel his member pressing against your belly, still perfectly stiff and hungry, when he lifts himself bearing the weight of his body on his palms, your gaze descends towards his cock and it was enough to see it glistening with pearls of precum on the tip, pulsing at the slightest touch, to feed your cravings even more. You do feel ready to take him all the way in.

"Tae... Fuck me" you whisper looking into his eyes.

He loves it when you are so vocal, when you voice your desires so openly, when you let go completely. You can read it on his face, which takes on a mixed expression between all the love he feels for you and all the desire to fuck you and fill you with his cum.

"Everything you want, baby" he replies matching your tone.

He takes the previously thrown lube, squirting it directly on his cock, using his hand to spread it well. Two fingers certainly helped stretch some the muscles, but concern about hurting you lurks in his expression. He pump himself a few times before positioning correctly between your legs and aligning his cock with your anus. When you feel the hesitation in his movements you tell him "I'll let you know if it hurts" and you smile gently to reassure him. He smirks back, leaning in to give you a soft peck. As he gets back into position, you feel the tip of his cock push gently, the pressure not as uncomfortable as you expected it to be. You feel him slipping inside you little by little, your tightness affecting his sensations too, causing him an urgent need to push a little deeper. Feeling the stretch, a little painful but you can handle it perfectly, you decide to place your elbows behind your knees so you can caress his hips and back with your hands. In this position you feel like you've allowed him better access as you feel his pelvis getting closer to yours. Both of your breaths have become more erratic. His eyes, previously focused on the penetration and beauty of your body at his mercy, now look at your face.

Your twisted expressions, full of pleasure, a pinch of pain that still doesn't allow your face to fully relax, give him the confidence he needed to sink totally inside you. When he reaches the bottom, he lets out a liberating moan, as if to let go of all the breath held so far to proceed with delicacy. You breathe hard, you feel full in every sense, you feel the difference from vaginal sex. When your eyes finally open, your face is much more relaxed, the pain is a ghost still fluttering around, but it's not a persistent presence anymore. His face is very close to yours and only when you nod, he understands that you're ready for him to move.

He starts slowly, to test a little, he backs off without totally exiting, leaving the tip inside you and you already feel the emptiness, impatient to feel that delicious sensation of full just before. When he thrusts into you again, the motion makes you moan deep within your throat. Tae continues the movement for a couple of thrusts, until your moans get louder, your expression contorted with pure pleasure.

"I don't think I'll last long if you moan like that" he warns you, his hips move fast and erratically, his pelvis slams against yours in the sweetest lewd sound.

"Just cum inside me-" you retort moaning again. He slams harder and harder grunting dirty words after dirty words. The sounds of your bodies enjoying together fill your ears, your moans and wet skins slapping. His body gradually stiffens with each thrust, his warm breath caresses your face and you feel in total ecstasy.

"I fucking love you Y/N" he breathed out.

"I-I'm" he stammer as his hips move erratically and he begins to throb, thrusting as he cums inside you, spraying hot spurts of cum as deep as he can. You feel hot, sweaty and satisfied. Happy.

You wanted so much to discover the pleasures of anal sex but you didn't think it could be so pleasant considering the pain you must bare initially.

"They were right" you menage to say, giggling.

He looks at you, breathless, still inside you.

"I definitely wanna do this again!"

You both burst out laughing like idiots, but that's part of good sex too, especially when you love someone as much as you love him.

[blue-jisungs]

headache

a/n. i may or may have not written it whilst having a headache 🤕🤕 so sorry if it’s messy lol! warnings. kind of skipping a meal but not on purpose but reader eats later so (?)

the sound of your phone ringing made you grunt and painfully slow roll over the couch to grab it. you squinted your eyes to see who’s calling. luckily, it was your boyfriend. you picked up and closed your eyes.

"hello, dear" tae’s voice was extremely soft and quiet. you could hear a sound of chatting in the background and glasses clanking.

"hi baby" you mumbled, sighing "how are you?"

"i’m good but you… you don’t sound too well?" taehyung asked, something rustling near him.

"it’s just… i miss you. and i have a massive headache" you grunted and started massaging your temples with your other hand.

"did you eat something?" he asked.

"well… i ate breakfast and a small snack because there’s nothing in the fridge. see i was supposed to go grocery shopping but the headache–" you sighed and looked at yeontan, who was sleeping peacefully on his dog bed.

"i’ve got you. i’ll be home in 30, alright?" taehyung said and hung up, knowing that you’d argue with him. well, you would. but now that he hung up, you decided to go back to your nap.

the sound of yeontan barking woke you up, for the 2nd time this peaceful evening. you whined and turned around just to see taehyung dropping the groceries and shushing his dog.

he looked up and met your sleepy gaze, cracking a smile.

"how are you feeling?" your boyfriend asked and yeontan stopped barking, taking interest in the bag.

"a bit better. but since you’re here i could use some cuddles" you hummed and propped yourself on your elbows, rubbing your eye with a free hand.

"let me make some food first, okay?" tae sent you a soft smile. you nodded and leaned against the sofa, closing your eyes. the pain in your head wasn’t that bad anymore but still, was irritating.

before you realised a delicious smell hit your nose. you opened your eyes slowly and with heart filling with love, you watched tae’s back.

"i can feel your gaze burning a hole in my body" his voice caused you to roll your eyes and he approached you with a bowl full of ramyeon "but you’re not sick, aren’t you?"

"no, i don’t think so" you sighed and leaned towards him as soon as he sat down on the couch "i think… but maybe, just maybe…"

he took took a spoonful of soup and with his head underneath it, he navigated it towards your mouth.

"maybe i just missed you" you grinned and taehyung scoffed, feeding you.

"you’re too cheesy" he smiled softly and you both knew that – even if it was true – you loved that.

[ masterlist <3 ]

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[springalwayscomes]

Sweet Night (Teaser)

Read Sweet Night here

Plot: Taehyung may be one of the purest creatures in the world. Heart as clear as the waters of the Pearly Waters, he only knows how to love, he doesn’t make any exceptions nor differences; his soul cannot love one thing more or less than the other. That’s how angels are made. Nevertheless, how can it be that his eyes seem to linger on your rosy cheeks too much and his fingers tingle to reach for you? When did his heart start to clench at the thought of you?

Pairing: Angel Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Romance, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Wordcount: 48k

Author’s Note: This took me so long, I started writing it around February in 2021, and I didn’t think it would take this much for me to end it, but I’ve made it. So many things in my life have changed while writing this, I could say my life totally changed if I look back to two years ago, so it’s a bit odd but still, I’m happy. Anyway, I wish you a happy new year, I hope that you’ll be happy and live it to its fullest, through upsides and downs. Know that every decision you will make will be the best you will be able to do in that moment, so don’t be too harsh with yourself💜

Also please let me know if you’d like me to tag you when the fic will come out! I’m thinking of making a taglist, wether you want to be tagged for this work or another one or all of my works in general, let me know! I hope you’ll like the teaser🤞🏻

On my pillow

Can't get me tired

Sharing my fragile truth

That I still hope the door is open

It’s midnight, dark sky and lonely streets. The air is still, light and empty. A normal person wouldn’t see it, in fact she doesn’t. But Jungkook does. He sees beside her white hair, what is happening in the air, just above the empty pillow at her side. It’s one of those shows you only get to see once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky. It doesn’t happen often for energy in another space to be this strong and loud, to manifest itself like this, in a total different universe.

He must have loved her a lot, he thinks. The beautiful white sparkles are only visible for his eyes, a clear sign of what is happening in another world.

But the door is closed now, and there’s no way to get back.

Cause the window

Opened one time with you and me

Now my forever's falling down

Wondering if you'd want me now

[byunbhyunz]

V - “Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?"

Pairing: Taehyung/Reader

Genre: fluff, boyfriend!Taehyung

Word count: 608

Prompt: “Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?”

Despite the air con blasting on maximum level, you felt heatwaves running through your body. It didn’t help a bit that Taehyung was pressed up to you, while the both of you lay on the couch. You mumbled something about hating hot summer days like this and wanting to eat ice cream and jump into a pool of icy water, but not really wanting to move your body. He just held you closer to his body, not minding that your bodies were burning. His arms circled around your waist.

“Are you really planning on killing me, Tae?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, my love can’t kill you.” He pressed a feather light kiss on your bare shoulder, and you shivered. Sometimes you wondered, how can someone be as clingy as him, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“But the heat can.”

“It won’t. I’ll fight it for you.”

You snickered as he pressed another kiss on you skin, and by the third one, you noticed the pattern he was following.

On some days, you were convinced that he loved the freckles on your shoulders and back than anything else in the world. When you left them free with low cut tops and shirts, he often traced them with his fingers; a lot of the times he did it absentmindedly.

One time, he told you they reminded him of the universe and the stars, and he could draw any constellation out of them. You on the other hand, didn’t pay much attention to them. They were just freckles, but since Taehyung loved them so much, you let him do whatever he wanted.

A sigh left your lips when he peeled himself off of you. The heat decreased just a little, but you also missed his presence next to you.

However, his absence didn’t last too long, only mere minutes. You heard him shuffle around the room, rummaging on the table and the bookshelves.

“Need some help?”

“No, I already found it.”

“What?”

“I think I saw a new constellation on you, but I’m not sure if I’m right.”

You hummed in agreement, since you knew what it meant for you. He will draw soft lines on you with a pen and take some pictures of it. And if you refuse to let him, he will pull his whole arsenal of cuteness out and try each of them on you, starting with a pouty face and ending with whining and begging you in a baby-like voice. So, this time, you simply rolled on your stomach and pulled the strings of your top down, so he could easily access your freckles.

His quiet laugh was music to your ears, as he climbed on top of you, and carefully sat on your lower back. It wasn’t too comfortable, but somehow his weight on you made you feel safer. Even the heat stopped feeling too suffocating.

Taehyung touched you with soft and delicate fingers, and pressed a kiss on both of your shoulder blades before he started to work. The tip of the pen was a little cold. You closed your eyes in content, letting him get lost in his drawing.

“Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?” You asked in a mocking tone after a while, knowing that he would cutely whine and probably hug you. You gave up on feeling cooler, and just wanted his affection. So he gave it to you.

Later that day, when you went to take a shower in the middle of the night, your voice rang through the apartment, several octaves higher than you usually sounded:

“Taehyung! You used permanent marker on me?”

[taichoushadow]

Wouldn't change a thing | Kim Taehyung

A/N: fluff for @taeandpuppies happy birthday 💜

summary: Thinking back to his confession, surely you could have reacted differently.

Genre: fluff, just pure fluff. (maybe a tiny bit of angst. Blink and you missed it. )

Wordcount: 2.2 K

You've always wondered how love would nestle into you, how love would find a home within you. Sure, you imagined about it, imagined how it would be ur love someone like you've always read in books, you've read in poems.

Was it really possible to have that kind of love find you? Well, yes, yes it was.

To be laying here on these baby blue sheets, the comforting yellow walls with the added white and green accesoires displayed all over the room, some may say they would end up running with the splash off colour surrounding you but to you, to you it felt like laying in a meadow on an early spring day. The dandelions swaying in the slight breeze, the clouds just drifiting by being in their own element.

''What are you thinking of?'' The sweet sound of his voice would be the singing of the birds, bringing a sense of serenity to you. Turning towards Taehyung, you propped yourself up and looked at him with this beaming smile that he just couldn't resist and pinched your cheek lovingly.

The bed truly felt like laying on a cloud, being in your own world with the one that houses your heart and not having to think of the world below you.

''Just about you and me.'' You shrugged happily, not minding at all he has the flesh of your cheek pinched between two of his fingers, your smile growing just bigger at the action.

Putting the mark between the pages, he laid the book down on the nightstand and instead cupped your face between his hands as his eyes flickered over your face before he just shrugged aswell and left a sweet peck on your lips and patted his chest when he pulled away.

Getting yourself comfortable on his chest, you began to trace little circles on the skin of his shoulder and thought about how moments like these really were everything you have been thinking about before love actually did find you.

Naturally, when you first met Taehyung, you didn't think much of it. Ofcourse, he was kind, he seemed to be understanding and way more patient than you innitially thought he would be. You were careful about feeling affection for him, thinking nothing more than just being friends. You didn't even dare to imagine if he could fall for you but naturally even with the protected armor you couldn't help to fall for him fully and surprsisingly you were proven wrong on one summer night that love actually was infront of you all along.

''Remember the day when I laughed it off when you told me you loved me?'' You looked up at him, now picking at the hairs that were growing on his chin, Taehyung sighing loudly at the memory of that torturous evening for him.

''How can I ever forget..''

Giggling at his reaction, you thought back to that moment. How you looked at him suspiciously once you entered the car and he looked way too nervous based on the way he kept on picking his nails and almost running red lights. ''I do not have a drivers license but I think we would be more safe if I drove..'' You told him after telling him to park the car right at the parking 50 meters ahead. (You were thankful you spotted that one. )

''What is going on, Tae?'' It didn't seem like he was listening, his eyes looking around frantically and you were getting concerned at his behavior. Was someone following him?

Reaching out, you grabbed a hold of his hand and places a reassuring hand on his cheek, letting him know you were there and that it was okay. ''If you want me to get out, I-''

''No!'' the sudden loudness of his voice made you jump in your seat, your hand falling at your side, shocked at this strong reaction.

Shaking his head, Taehyung gulped and held onto your hands this time. ''No-'' He began, ''No thats not.. thats not it.'' He has never felt this nervous to be honest. This moment of baring his heart out to him was not something that he thought would be this scary. What could happen? A rejection would hurt for a little while but after that he could move on. There would be a 50 percent chance of a yes too.

Laying your hands on your lap, he dropped his head into his own and let out a little scream and took in some deep breaths. You watched this all with amazement, many, many questions visible to read of off your face.

''Taehyung, you can tell me, you know I will not jud-''

''-I love you.'' Again he interrupted you, but this time you were left flabbergasted and fully speechless as you openly gawked at him. The silence in the car that followed after was killing for the poor man that was sweating buckets right now, chest heaving up and down as if he ran a marathon at full speed.

You however wasn't even noticing the silence as your mind was jerked awake at that confession, going through every script you once imagined but this particular one did seem to be written now and you were unable to come up with an answer and just stared at the poor man waiting what felt to him like centuries.

So you did what you did best when it came to these moments -A habit that you somehow picked up from your best friend, and you were gonna strangle her later for that- you laughed. You laughed.

Maybe it wasn't even laughing anymore, it sounded like cackling to you and being the idiot you were, slapped his leg and told him he shouldn't joke like that but the way his face fell and his eyes seemed to be shimmering in the dim streetlights had you stopping abruptly and you swallowed the lump in your throat as you opened and closed your mouth but you were unable to come up with any word, let alone sentences and just watched how he fully seemed to be turning away from you.

''Wait.'' Ah. You finally seemed to have found your voice and you were startled by it, to be honest and tried it again, this time a bit softer.

''You- you were serious? Love as in love?'' You found the words one by one and hesitatingly asked wether he truly meant it but afraid of his rejection (ironically), you were approaching him carefully.

''Ofcourse!'' The sudden harshness of his voice made you wince but you suppose you deserved that. ''Why would you think I was joking, y/n, I-'' Closing his eyes, Taehyung rubbed his eyes in exhaustion and turned himself towards you again, open to a conversation, a discussion or whatever it would be. ''This is not laughable, I basically layed my heart in your hands y/n''

''Laugh.. Oh.. Oh! Fuck me, really.'' Now it just fully dawned upon you, that you actually laughed, you actually laughed right when the man you love too, basically confessed his own feelings to you all because you were unable to comprehend his words.

''Its not- I didn't mean- I love you..'' Now it was your turn to hide your face in your hands, slapping your own cheeks multiple times and muttering how stupid you were and how you didn't mean it and that you definitely were gonna strangle your friend

This however, made Taehyung chuckle, watching how you were having a breakdown over yourself was kind of amusing to him, only because you did break his heart but he was slowly becoming hopeful based on your reaction and you words, catching some of the sentences you mumbled out.

Once you came back to your senses, you peeked at Taehyung through the gaps of your fingers and the hint of a small smile gave you some courage to face him.

''Taehyung. I apologize for reacting like this. I promise this is not what you think it is..'' You started off, nodding at your own spurt of thoughts, choosing your words carefully now.

''It is not?'' Taehyung questioned, leaning back into the seat and just simply watched you look for words. He might wanted to make you sweat just a little now, but his hammering heart into his chest was telling him, he did need an answer and quite quickly otherwise he was definitely gonna faint.

Shaking your head quite aggressively, you reached for his hand and squeezed them with all your might as if he was gonna walk out any moment. "I actually cant believe it. That's why I laughed. I- I didn't know how to react." you bow your head in shame, stuttering and trying to apologize in every way you could think of. There was no way, you were going to let go of this man just because your mind was shortcutting thanks to his confession.

''Okay.'' That one word did put fear into you and somehow your mind once again decided that there was one thing left to do and that was-

Gripping his biceps, you looked up at him with determination dripping from your face, your expression stern as you nodded and Taehyung's eyes widened at the sudden moodchange. ''Uh, y/n..'' The hint of amusent was clear in his tone of voice but all you could focus on were his lips, going through every scenario you might have daydreamed about once and how this would end, yet when you didn't come up with anything this time around aswell, your mind was set and you pulled him towards you, placing your lips on his.

Okay, Taehyung was now 99 percent sure he was gonna faint. The softness of his lips he only could have imagined up until now, had his heart doing cartwheels and he was unable to move for a few seconds what to you this time around did feel like forever. Guess the tables were turned.

It didn't take long for Taehyung though to back to his senses, especially when he felt your grip loosening around his arms and did what any sane person would do, he cupped your chin and moved his lips against yours, tilting your head slightly to deepen the kiss needing to let you know this really was what he wanted.

If you could actually think in that moment (let's face it, you havent been doing that for atleast 15 minutes now) you would have asked him if it was okay to kiss him, but alas here you were just doing without any thinking.

Your own heart was now the one running a marathon when you felt him stiffen against your grip and when he didn't kiss you back, you were ready to apologize a million times more but the moment you were about to pull away the gentle hand of the man across from you, blacked out the many thoughts you were having now and calmed down your racing heart to a calmer pace when you felt his lips move against yours.

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''I still cant grap the fact that you laughed.'' Taehyung laughs in disbelief still, playing with a strand of hair as he thinks back at the memory of pure shock.

''But somehow I still managed to get you.'' You prop up your chin on his chest, poking his lips and wiggle your eyebrows at him. ''It somehow did not scare you away, didn't it? '' He scoffed at that, dropping the strand of hair and flicked your forehead instead.

''Or-'' Taehyung begins, a smirk forms itself on his lips and pulls you even closer with his hand pressed against your back, tracing your lips with his thumb while licking his lips as he thinks back at the way he had you pressed against the passenger seat right after that kiss.

''- Or your kissing game was just too good, your lips clouded my thinking and you just reeled me in like this.'' Taehyung taps your lips before he bends down to kiss you just like how you kissed eachother the first time. Minus the not thinking part this time.

''I also remember you wacking the back of your friend's head when I brought you home.'' Taehyung chuckles, laying back down against the pillows, moving his hand over your back . ''It was really funny how she looked at you all confused while rubbing the back of her head.''

You let out a shriek of laughter, the way she just stood there dumbfounded when you kissed her cheek afterwards was something you always teased her with until this day still. ''Yeah, somehow it left an impression on you so I should thank her too.''

Taehyung hums, and feels how you lay yourself back down on his chest, together listening to the quiet of the evening and enjoying the last sunlight of the day that shines through the window.

Did he imagine something entirely else when he made up his mind to confess to you? Yeah, no one would think the other would laugh and not at all being a reaction of disbelief. He supposes that he wouldn't change of thing if he could go back in time and confess in a different way. Not like that was possible anyways, you were you and he loved you just because of that.

Besides he absolutely adores your laugh. It's truly like the blooming of cherry blossoms. A sight to behold.

[littlemisshyperfixation]

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wanna watch a sex tape (s) ⊹₊⋆ When Taehyung invited you over to watch a movie, you didn’t think the movie he had in mind would be your sex tape… And you definitely didn’t think his roommate would want to watch, too.

[exouniverse]

Three Little Words - Moodboard • Taehyung x gn!reader

[0funkyducky0]

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𐐪𐑂 Smut 💕 - 𐐪𐑂 Fluff 💝

[gyupremacy]

Evergreen | kth.

↳ Pairing: kim taehyung x fem!reader

↳ Genre: smut, fluff, minor angst

↳ Au(s): slice of life, established relationship

↳ Word Count: 1.4k

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Warning(s): Blowjob, dirty talk, dom!Tae, public sex, handjob, swearing, brief mention of self consciousness

↳ Summary: It's the perfect morning for a run in the woods and you decide to bring your normally begrudgingly boyfriend Taehyung along for the ride. Unsurprisingly, your libido rises higher than the temperature almost instantly.

↳ a/n: Hey guys! It's been awhile (again), but the semester is coming closer to an end, so I'll probably have more time to write during winter break! I've been working on this fic for about a month and a half and got this ✨️amazing✨️banner made by @astronaut-jin-moon and the talented @playmetheclassics to beta it. Hope you enjoy!

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The Sun only began to start peeking out as you were getting ready for the day. Every Saturday began the same: get up early, get dressed, make breakfast, clean out and fill up your water bottle, and try not to wake up Taehyung.

Why are you not trying to wake up your bright-smiled boyfriend? You were what he referred to as a "health nut", taking multiple lengths to maintain an active lifestyle. Exercising early in the morning up until noon was your vice.

A quick drive to the forest for a nice jog was all you needed. Taehyung would always question why you need to go all the way to the wilderness for relaxation, but it was just that: the wilderness. A chance to be part of nature, in a calm environment makes you feel at ease.

Smoothing the lines out on your leggings and bringing down your sports bra a little, you were ready to head out… until you heard a loud noise coming from down the hallway. It was the sound of your boyfriend deep in slumber, with hints of mumbling sprinkled throughout.

You silently walk towards the bedroom to see Taehyung lying face down on the pillow. He appeared shirtless from what little light you could see illuminating the room. He was breathing a bit heavy and you were concerned for a moment,until you heard him moan something in his sleep.

"Y/N." he breathed out softly.

It never surprised you whenever you found him asleep and moaning your name out loud. The two of you often spent considerable time apart, so you made the most of your time together. The bedroom was one way to pass the time.

You carefully move to straddle his hips, which were tucked effortlessly underneath the blanket, gliding your hands up and down his bare back.

"You couldn't have enough of me the other day, huh?" you whispered, biting his earlobe a small amount.

Taehyung began to stir underneath your touch and shifted to the side. He turned around, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, looking back at you on top of him.

"Morning, baby." you smiled, earning a groan in return.

"You're the only person I know that is this perky so early. Besides Hobi." you got up from your spot, allowing him to move on his back and sit up on the bed.

"A girl has to get her weekly exercise somehow,." you respond, watching your boyfriend run his fingers through his hair.

"I know I'm not the most enthusiastic in the morning, but I was wondering if I could come with you today?" Taehyung asked surprisingly.

"Tae? The Morning Monster? Asking to work out with me?" you put on a show with your shocked expressions, laughing with him as he rolled his eyes.

"The Morning Monster? That's a new one." he quipped.

You lift yourself off the bed and walk back towards the door.

"You know what I mean." you smiled.

Now fully awake and ready to start the day, Taehyung grabs some clothes from the closet and heads in the direction of the bathroom.

As he freshens up, you grab your water bottle and make sure to grab an extra one for him as you wait in the kitchen for him to finish.

Once Taehyung emerges from the hallway, he grabs the car keys, both of you ready to embark on today's activity.

"Wait… can we take… ugh… a b-break?" Taehyung said exhaustedly, attempting to catch his breath.

"Come on, Tae! We've only been out here for an hour!" you giggled, breezing by him along the trail.

Taehyung's breathing became heavier than before, soon stopping on the path and taking a chug of water.

You noticed his presence became more distanced, stopping your run and turning back to see him sitting on the bench nearby.

"Everything okay?" you asked with concern, taking a spot next to him.

"Yeah. Maybe I just overdid it." he wipes away the sweat from his forehead with his t-shirt.

"Tae, I know coming out here and going on that run was a new experience, but just remember your limits." you didn't mean to come off stern, but he did give you a bit of a scare just now.

He sits beside you, not looking directly into your eyes when you speak. Something was on his mind, but he didn't seem eager to tell you what it was.

Taehyung bit his lip nervously, turning towards you, taking a small breath as you began to speak.

"I know, Y/N. I just… wanted to impress you." he starts blushing, hiding his face behind his hands.

"Impress me? Why?" you asked, confused.

He never brought it up with you, but whenever you would go out for a run, he'd become more worrisome, especially with you typically wearing a sports bra and leggings on your run.

"Whenever we go out together, I see the looks guys give you. They're all so muscular and confident, I get scared that you would be better off with them." your boyfriend sighs with a hint of defeat.

"Really? Tae… you know you're the one for me. Other guys may try to get my attention, but I don't give them a chance. You are the one I want to be with." you lean in closer, bringing your hand up to caress his cheek.

"And I mean that." you take his lips in yours and passionately kiss him.

He melts in your touch, letting all his doubts wash away. You bring both hands on his cheek to deepen the kiss, feeling his mold into yours.

When you pull away, an idea sparks in your head, and a smirk plays out on your face.

"What are you thinking about?" Taehyung asked, smiling at you.

"How about we do something fun?" you bit your lip, carefully sliding down the warm metal of the bench.

You were on your knees in front of him, looking to see his widened eyes. Looking in both directions to ensure no one was close by, you brought both hands firmly over his hardened member underneath his shorts.

"Are you sure about this, Y/N? What if we get caught?" Taehyung looked around frantically, hoping that a photographer, or any person, was not near.

"Are you sure about it, baby." he doesn't get a chance to respond before you slide his shorts down and watch his aching manhood spring up.

You waste no time giving him small strokes as he tries his best not to come instantly. He's always been wary of doing stuff together in public, out of fear that the tabloids would get a hold of it, especially if you were to have sex out in the open.

"I know anyone could come up here and see us, but doesn't the thrill make it more exciting?" you said enticingly, bringing your tongue along his shaft.

"I'm just happy it's cooling down a bit." Taehyung manages to get out before groaning.

You bring the tip into your mouth, bobbing up and down at a moderate pace because neither of you could stand the teasing (to an extent). He brought his hand to the side of your face towards the back of your head, slowly pushing your face further down on him.

The faint gurgling noises erupting from your mouth made the scene more intense, taking every inch of him you could inside, until he brought you back up.

"Gosh, I just love when you take all of me. Such a greedy little girl." Taehyung moved his back and enjoyed the show in front of him.

The feeling of ecstasy surged throughout both of your bodies, with neither of you wanting this moment to stop.

"Oh shit! I'm about to come, baby." Taehyung said, as your tongue began circling his tip, with your whole mouth engulfed around his member.

He was in pure bliss right now, ready for his release, until you carefully pulled yourself off of him and put his boxers and shorts back up his legs.

"Well then… you'll just have to catch me first." you got up and jogged down the path towards the car.

"Hey, no fair! Did you forget what happened almost 15 minutes ago? Plus, I'm a smoker." Taehyung tried to reason as you went further into the distance, trying his best to catch up.

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You were in for an adventure once the two of you went home.

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[bteezxyewriter12]

Dance with Me

Pairing- Tae x Named Reader

Word count- 2.1k

Includes- Fluff, fluff, fluff

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"What is he doing?", I giggle watching Tae dance among the couples

The song is an oldie American song that he apparently knows the words to since he's mouthing them

He's making funny faces and Jungkook is video taping him

"Making a fool of himself", Yoongi mutters

"Oh stop Yoongi, he's having fun", Hobi scolds

"Everyone is looking at him because he's dancing alone", Yoongi argues

"So what? Leave him", Hobi says

"Maybe Jo should go dance with him", Jin suggests

Yeah like that's going to happen

I can't dance

Like at all

Two left feet

And they all know it

"Uh no thanks", I answer

I will make a fool of myself and I don't feel like having people laugh at me

Or having them tease me relentlessly for years

I'm good

I watch Tae continue to dance, smiling and having fun

He moves so well to the music and I'm kinda surprised he can dance to other music besides choreo.

Jungkook stops filming him, whispering in his ear

Tae's smile drops and he shakes his head, saying something to Jungkook

Huh

Wonder what that's about

And really did Jungkook have to ruin his groove?

Tae shakes his head again, then starts dancing and Jungkook frowns but continues to film him

Jungkook looks back at us, rolls his eyes then turns back to Tae

Uh ok

I don't know what that's about

And if the guys do then they're staying hush hush about it

The song ends and another comes on, Tae still dancing away

I like watching him dance

It's cute

Turning from the dance floor, I start talking to the guys, "So you guys excited for the Grammys?"

"Yeah and nervous", Namjoon answers

"Don't be. You guys are awesome. You're performance is gonna be epic", I tell them

They always kill it at whatever performance they're doing

"I don't know if we'll win", Jimin says

I know they're all nervous about that

If we were in Korea it'd be a no brainer

They'd sweep away every award they were nominated for

But here in America, it's different They were nominated last year and lost

I know ARMYS don't support the Grammys and think they're using BTS to get more tv views

Which may be true but they support BTS because the guys want a Grammy

I support them too because it's something they want although I don't think a Grammy proves anything

They are already on top of the world and their performances and hard work prove they're the best

I start talking to Jimin about the artists he's excited to see again or meet for the first time

I do have to say that everyone loves them when they meet BTS

It's cuz the guys are amazing, down to earth and so sweet

"Uh Jo?", I hear Tae call behind me

I turn around to him, "Hey Tae. Did you need something?"

His cheeks blush red as he absentmindedly plays with his hair

"Uh yeah can...uh would you want...uh to dance with me?", he says softly

Oh no

Dancing?

Fuck

Don't get me wrong, I want to dance with Tae

I just don't know how and to make an idiot of myself in front of him particularly...

Not something I ever want to accomplish

But the way he's looking at me, so nervously, biting his lip softly, hope in his eyes and I can't say no

Embarrassment here I come

"Sure Tae", I say with confidence I completely do not have

"Uh yeah?", he asks surprised

I nod, "Yeah Tae"

His face bursts into a huge smile and it takes my breath away

His smile....it's just stunning, every time I see it

I force myself up, standing in front of him

He shyly takes my hand, leading me to the dance floor

As I follow him, I get more and more nervous

He finally finds us a spot in the middle and turns to me

"I don't know how to dance", I blurt, my nerves taking over

He just smiles at me, "It's ok. I'll show you"

I just nod

I put one hand on Tae's shoulder as he takes my other in his large hand, his other hand on my waist

He comes closer to me and my heart pounds faster in my chest

"Don't be scared", he whispers, "It's just me"

That's why I'm scared

Because it's him

"Just follow me", he says

He starts moving, I panic, rushing to keep up with him and I step on his foot

"Oh my god, I'm sorry", I whisper, so fucking embarrassed

"Jo it's ok", he smiles, "Just step side to side for now ok?"

I nod, trying to calm down

He starts dancing again and I follow his instructions, moving side to side

"Good", he praises, keeping us moving and guiding me in the direction were going

Which appears to be a circle

"Ok now when I move forward, you move back ok?"

"Ok", I answer, unsure

He takes a step forward and I move back without falling or stepping in him

"See you're getting it", he smiles, "Just go with the music and with me"

"Yeah sure", I answer

A new song comes on and we continue dancing

I'm amazed that I'm actually doing it and a small smile forms on my face

"Fun right?", he asks

I nod, "Yeah when I'm not embarrassing myself or stepping on you"

"Hey you only did it once so you're good", he laughs

I giggle, finally enjoying dancing with him

"I'm gonna turn you"

"Uh wait...I don't....I don't think-"

"I promise, you'll be ok", he assures me

I hesitate but then I just give in

"Ok"

He lets go of my waist, moves back from me, then turns me, my body spinning in a circle

When I get back to facing him, he immediately moves closer, hand back on my waist, seamlessly getting us back into dancing

Christ he's good

He's making me feel like I'm not the amateur I am

A slower song, a love song comes on and he stops

"I guess we should sit this song out", he says softly

I don't want to

Now that I'm here with him, I don't want it to stop

I want to dance with him a little while longer before we stop and never do this again

"We can keep dancing", I tell him, "If you want to"

He looks surprised but he nods

"Yeah ok. I want to, if you want to"

I nod, "Yes"

He moves even closer to me and I bravely move both my arms around his neck

I hear him breathe in sharply right before his arms wrap around my waist

I don't know why this feels right but I'm not questioning it

As we sway from side to side, I lift my gaze to him, studying his beautiful face

His brown hair is parted in the middle and styled back off his face

I can clearly see the adorable beauty marks that adorn his face

The one on his cheek and on his lip

And the one I love the most, on his nose

I raise my eyes to his gorgeous brown ones that are already on me and I blush, falling into his eyes

I don't know what he's thinking or what's happening but it's as if time just stopped and him and I are the only ones in the world

His hand gently moves in my hair, brushing it back and over my shoulder

He smiles softly before leaning down to me, his lips stopping just short of mine

I can't think of anything except how it would feel to kiss him

I push on the back of his head, nudging him to move closer

He hesitates for a brief second, then his lips are on mine

And fireworks blast in my vision, my whole world turning under me

I kiss him back, my arms tighter around his neck, his arms pulling me right against him

His tongue licks my lip and I open my mouth for him, his tongue right against mine in a second

I moan softly, kissing him hard with him reciprocating

God I've wanted this for so long and now that I have it, I'm going to savor it for as long as I can

For as long as he wants to kiss me

Apparently he wants this as much as I do, as his tongue plays with mine, kissing me harder every second, his hand softly cupping my cheek

When we finally pull away, all sound comes back as I look into his eyes again

And worry about what's going to happen right now

"I love you", he says

Ok obviously that was not what I thought he would say

Ever

"I love you so much Jo. I want you so much. Please be with me?"

I'm in complete shock as I realize that THE Kim, Taehyung, BTS' V, loves me

Me

And is asking me to be with him

If someone told me this would happen, I'd smack them for being stupid

"Please say something", he whispers

"I love you", I answer, his beautiful boxy smile bursting on his face

I do, I love him so much

I always tried my best to hide it and apparently I did a really good job

I never thought he'd feel that way for me

He's an idol, he's gorgeous, he can have any beautiful girl, idol or celebrity he wants

And I'm just a makeup artist

Part of the staff

Yes I became really good friends with them since I've been with them since their debut but I've never been delusional enough to believe that what I had with any of them, especially Tae, was more than friendship

But here we are and I'm so massively shocked, I'm wondering if I dreaming

If I fell asleep at the table while watching him dance

"Yeah?", he asks hopefully

I nod, "Yeah. And yes, I'll be with you if that's what you really want"

"Of course that's what I want Jo", he answers quickly, "You are what I wanted for such a long time"

Long time?

Is he kidding?

"But you never said-", I start

"I know. I...I was scared. You were the only girl I ever really liked. The only one I completely fell for. And it was terrifying for me and honestly I didn't think you'd feel like that for me. You're closer to Jimin than me"

"As a friend Tae. Jimin and I are just good friends", I assure him

He nods, "I know that now. I uh kinda asked Jimin if he liked you a few weeks ago. Or if you liked him. He said no, that you two were just friends"

That we are

Jimin and I are close but I didn't even tell him about my feelings for Tae

No one knew

"I was trying to figure out how to tell you. And then Jungkook kept bothering me to ask you to dance"

That's what their interaction before was about

"He called me a coward and that's when I decided to ask you to dance. I saw you sitting with the guys, talking to Jimin and I got jealous", he explains, blushing, "That and what Jungkook said made me come up to you. And when we were dancing just now, to that slow song...you were looking at me and I couldn't stop myself"

"I'm glad you couldn't", I smile

He smiles back, running his fingers in my hair, "So....you're mine now?"

I nod, "Definitely, if youre-"

"All yours. I definitely am", he says

"Ok then"

"Ok", he nods, then leans down again

This time, I move on my toes, meeting him for the kiss

His lips press against mine and I'm in heaven

"Do you wanna stop dancing?", he asks after the kiss ends

I shake my head, "Nope"

"Good", he smiles

We continue until the slow song is over and a more upbeat one plays

I dance to it confidently with my boyfriend, who I don't step on

This time as he spins me, I catch a glimpse of the guys at the table, watching us

"They're watching us", I tell him

Both of us turn our heads to the guys to see them all smiling or smirking at us, with Jungkook giving us a thumbs up

"Dorks", I laugh

"Yeah and nosey", he chuckles, spinning me again, then pulling me right against him, "So let's give them something to watch"

I nod, pulling him closer as he leans towards me

"I love you", he whispers

"I love you", I answer back

Then his lips press against mine in a kiss full of happiness

[theaspen]

pairing : Hoseok x you

genre: fluff, just a very short drabble

warnings: none except ugh high-school Jung hoseok 🥰🥰

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"You joined WHAT NOW??"

Hoseok, internally winced at Taehyung's loud voice of protest, but he kept a col mask on pretending to be into reading 'How to kill a Mockingbird'. In the middle of lunch with spaghetti sauce stained on his tee.

Taehyung groaned banging his head on the table while the rest of the boys looked at Hoseom like he had grown another eye.

Namjoon himself, who would usually encourage when one of the boys tried something new also looked dumbfounded.

"You're telling me. You joined the mathletes, the same club you called "A pity party for nerds".

"You see, I've taken a different path now. Maybe my constant attacks on education were simply an urge to- "

"Oh please, you rolled on to the ground sobbing when you bit into a raisin cookie instead of a chocolate the other day. "

This is the final straw for Hoseok apparently as he slams the bomb down harshly glaring at all of them, who look equally startled-except for taehyung who's face was smashed against a ham sandwich and if you looked really closely you could spot the tear stains on it.

"What is wrong with all you? Is it so bad that I want to turn my ways around? I expected all of you to encourage me?" He said whisper yelling at all of them except taehyung because he did promise the poor guy he would join the soccer club with him.

"So just to be clear this new sudden change of lifestyle has nothing to do with the girl who you thought was super cute and how you just can't shut up about just happens to be the captain of said mathletes?"

"W-what! no! God, how much convincing does it take you guys to believe that I genuinely wanna do better?"

Right at that moment you pop in and spot Hoseok who immediately notices your presence. You smile sweetly at him and wave , your glasses slipping down a bit.

Hoseok of course waves back-a bit over enthusiastically knocking over a glass of juice right into Taehyung's face who still hasn't gotten up.

the other guys snicker loudly, "Oh yeah, really for your grades huh?"

"Oh shut up. "