#we r almost to romantic flight everyone. are u all ready

[everycloudinhttyd]

how to train your dragon, 0:53:30-0:53:36

[1kook]

skirt chasers - drabble i

a skirt chasers drabble bc they are my fave fictional couple to date <333

tags: coupley and domestic, jk’s terrible attempts at seducing via text, making out, dry humping, spitting (ik idk what came over me), too much talking for this to be sexual pero hey here we are wc: like 3k

entirely based off jungkook from bv3 that man had NO right to look that good and  the holy jirkenstocks (jungkook birkenstocks). wont lie this has been completely written in my drafts since November (yes 2019) and i hoarded it under the belief i would make this a whole part 2 which i did not 

que dios los bendiga <3

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Much to everyone’s dismay, Jungkook’s spring break in Vegas with the boys is cut three days short when Jimin’s dog sitter suddenly cancels, citing a case of homesickness as enough cause to abruptly go home. When you first hear news of this, you’re preparing yourself for the return of a mopey, useless Jungkook, too drained from four glorious days in Las Vegas to carry on. What you’re not expecting is the mysterious text he sends you before boarding a five hour flight with no service (he was cheap).

kook still on vegas lockdown. Have that pussy ready when i get home

“The fuck does that mean?” Chaeyoung is the first to see the message, your screen lighting up on the kitchen counter beside you as you scrub through a mountainous pile of dishes. You try to play it off, after all, Chaeyoung had seen parts of you you hadn’t even seen, but there was no worse embarrassment than having your homegirls see your clown of a boyfriend’s ridiculousness. “He’s so romantic,” she swoons, and you shoo her away from the offending device as you wipe your hands down on your t-shirt. 

you for what?? One 20 second round 🤥

Chaeyoung suddenly cackles from over your shoulder, and you swear your soul leaves your body. 

You don’t get a response until exactly five hours and thirteen minutes later, your phone vibrating like crazy on the edge of your bathtub, and if you hadn’t given it a hearty kick and sent it flying across the room, front screen shattering into the most intricate spider web of glass shards, it would have fallen into the water. The terror. 

kook pls pick me up 

kook also haha. U r soooo funny 😑

You’re halfway to the airport, idly sitting in traffic and giving the public a free, Beyonce-like experience of The Script’s Breakeven, when you realize you’re not wearing any pants. You’re not exactly sure which part of Jungkook’s long t-shirt had tricked you into believing you were decently dressed, but you’re not too mad. After all, Jungkook’s trip with the boys had been a last minute decision that did not take into consideration your never-ending thirst for your boyfriend, so a little payback never hurt anybody. 

He’s sitting on top of his suitcase outside the airport when you get there, cute Birkenstock-clad feet swinging back and forth as he waits for you like the good boy he is. He crouches down by the passenger window, “Uh, yeah, is this the Uber?” 

You can’t even bother hiding the smile that consumes your face, and it only grows tenfold when he finally gets in and immediately leans over the center console to kiss you. “Look who’s finally back from their little bachelor party,” you murmur, eyes lidded dangerously low when he breaks away. 

“Oh, the party where I accidentally sleep away my life-savings to a stripper named Aries and then have to go home and beg for my wife’s forgiveness?” He responds immediately, devious pink tongue swiping out to lick at your bottom lip. 

You snort. “Joke’s on you, because our hot pool boy kept me company and treated me better in four days than my husband had in six years,” you mumble, finger looping into the silver chain around his neck to pull him close again. 

“Not our hot pool boy,” he whines, smile pressed adorably to your lips. 

You almost retort, but a ten-second horn blast from the car behind you has the two of you jumping three feet from each other, like teenagers caught making out in the school parking lot. 

-

Just as you’d predicted via text, Jungkook barely has the energy to walk up the steps to your apartment, much less fuck you like he’d promised. “Fuck, stop being healthy and let us take the elevator,” he grunts, pushing his suitcase onto the final platform leading to your floor.

“Nope,” you concede. “The stairs give me a good view of your ass going up.”

He shoots you a scandalized look, like you’re an old man who’d just catcalled him on the street. “Pretty sure that’s my line.”

It’s when you’re unlocking the front door, sending out a little prayer to the heavens (Chaeyoung) for the blessing of an empty apartment, that he notices your lack of proper clothing. “Oh, hell no,” he groans, immediately crowding you against the armchair nearest the door. 

You laugh, struggling to turn to face him as he nuzzles his face into your neck. “What seems to be the problem?”

He sighs against the shell of your ear, and you’d be a liar to say it didn’t send a gush of wetness to your core. Jesus, just a single puff of air from Jungkook was enough to turn your coochie into a Fruit Gusher. “Not your sexy legs again,” he whines, and you giggle when he presses those pouty lips to yours. 

“Thought I was supposed to have this pussy ready for you,” you tease, tilting your head up until your noses brush against each other. Jungkook lets a soft huff of a sigh go, eyes fluttering shut at your close proximity. 

There’s a hand that creeps along the back of your thigh, fingers pressing into the soft skin until he finally guides it upwards, hitched over his hip. The new position has your body curving backwards, tilted over the edge of the couch as he continues crowding closer and closer to you. “Baby,” he whines, and the tone and sudden usage of your favorite nickname wipes the teasing smile off your face. “I missed you so much,” he purrs, in that tone that says he knows he has you under his complete control, all he has to do is take care of you. 

Still, you try to put up some sort of a fight. “I’m sure your eyes were kept entertained in Vegas,” you retort weakly, not even bothering to hide the jealousy in your tone. 

Jungkook laughs, before puckering his lips and smothering you. Instantly, you throw your arms around his broad shoulders to pull him closer. His hair tickles your face from how long it’s gotten, and when you brush it back, collecting it into a makeshift baby ponytail, you can’t even enjoy the sight because Jungkook is pressing his rock hard member against your inner thigh. 

“You think I’m a cheater?” He muses when he finally pulls away, a little entranced by the saliva that coats your lips in a thin sheen. “Couldn’t be even if I wanted to.” Before you can ask what that even means, he’s hauling you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his tiny waist, his cock now cradled between your thighs, right where you want him most. You moan immediately, head lolling backwards at the touch you’d craved for days. “Feel that? No one gets my dick hard like you do, baby.”

Even though his adrenaline is on one hundred, and he’s clearly blinded by his lust, Jungkook still sets you down on the bed like you’re made of glass. Any comments you may have made are smothered by his lips on yours, fingers gripping your waist like it’s the first time he’s ever touched you. When he pulls away, his eyes are dark and his breath is a little heavy where it fans against the lower half of your face. 

“So pretty,” he huffs, rolling his hips against yours. You groan, eyes rolling back as the familiar feeling of your boyfriend between your legs consumes you. Jungkook presses his mouth against the skin of your neck, where the faintest sheen of sweat had begun to form the moment you unlocked the front door. 

If you thought you were loud, the sounds leaving Jungkook’s throat are teetering on the edge between a pornstar and a yodelling-enthusiast. You can’t help the smirk crossing your features. “Are you really gonna come?”

Jungkook was many things, and drama queen was definitely very high on that list. He gives you the most scandalized expression, stopping the movement of his hips to scoff. “As if,” he snorts, but you know that little eyebrow furrow a little too well. 

You snort, reaching down to his sides as you try to discreetly urge him to start up again. “Baby, your jaw is twitching,” you point out, a soft whine leaving your lips when he shifts your leg up. It’s this same sound that has him finally moving again. 

“Yeah, well,” he groans, one hand deathly gripping into your hip now, pressing you down onto the bed so hard you feel the comforter will swallow you up any minute now. “I just got my wisdom teeth removed, ‘member?”

Your retort is briefly cut off by the cry you let out when he ducks down to suck a mark beneath your jaw. “M-Months ago,” you weakly respond, 

Jungkook ignores you in favor of using his Hulk strength to fold you in half, groans borderline animalistic as he grinds his cock into your soaked panties. His jaw is tight like you’d said, but you can tell he’s holding himself back. He hated coming before you, seldom doing it unless it was one of those rare days where he wanted you to pamper him. 

“Fuck,” he grunts, swallowing your pitiful whines before pushing his tongue down your throat. There was something sexy about your boyfriend being so turned on that his saliva production was off the charts. “You’re gonna ask me to do that thing again, aren’t you?” He predicts. 

All you can do is nod, and Jungkook smirks. “Ah,” he says, much like a doctor would, and you comply, mouth wide. You see the muscles beneath his jaw twitch, and a moment later he’s leaning over you with puckered lips, a glob of saliva begging to drip down. 

The moan that catches in your throat has him smiling, tongue peeking out to cut the bridge of saliva that connected the two of you, and you want to tell him you love him, but then he’s raising his eyebrows at you, motioning for you to swallow, so you do. “Absolutely filthy,” he grins, and then returns to thrusting against you. 

As much as you liked to tease him, he’s good at fulfilling the sexual aspects of his boyfriend role, and he guides you to your orgasm moments later. Of course, he does so by toying with your tits just the way you like, lips pressed firmly to yours as you become a boneless heap beneath him. “That’s it, pretty baby,” he murmurs, pressing one final kiss to your lips before he’s shifting back onto his haunches, tugging you closer until the backs of your knees are cradled carefully in his elbows. 

Despite your transcended state, you love watching Jungkook get himself off, and your eyes flutter as you watch him thrust sloppily against your soiled panties. They’re soaked by your own arousal, and had Jungkook’s sweats not been as dark as they were, you’re almost certain you’d see how they stained. 

He comes a moment later, body twitching and fingers tightening against your skin. His chest heaves, head lolling back as he tries to regain his senses. Silence envelopes the room. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” You blurt, no longer able to pretend like something isn’t completely wrong. 

Jungkook rolls his neck out, a satisfying crack resounding, as he angles to look at you again. His tongue is poking against his cheek in that cocky way it does sometimes, and he furrows his brows at you. “What?”

You shuffle up onto your elbows, motioning towards him with the vaguest wave possible. He blinks. You groan. 

“What did you do?” You question, and immediately his eyes go wide and shiny in that way they do when you’re reprimanding him and he doesn’t see the wrong in his ways. 

Cute little lips forming a pout he remains as confused. “Nothing? We really just went to fuck around and get drunk—“

“Kook.”

“You don’t actually think I cheated, I thought we were just joking? Unless…” he trails off, doe eyes suddenly filled with fear. “You weren’t?”

“Jungkook—“

He intercepts you, “did you do something while I was gone? Who was he? Or she? Wow,” he huffs to himself in disbelief. “I don’t even know you well enough to know if you’re into more than just men.” The frown on his face is getting deeper with each word he utters and you almost can’t believe how dumb he could be. “No wonder… am I a terrible boyfriend?” He asks, voice louder and more concerned than it’s been all night. 

“What the fuck are you even talking about?” You say, and Jungkook looks just as lost by your response as you are with his. “Because I’m talking about whatever this is,” you explain, reaching up to drag a hand through his dual-colored locks. 

They’d been carefully tucked under his bucket hat when you’d picked him up, a tuft of blonde peeking out from in front of his ear. It wasn’t until he’d tipped you over the side of the couch that it had tumbled off. Of course, at the time, there had been other pressing matters at hand than wondering why your Hannah Montana blonde boyfriend had returned as Todoroki, which is why you’d waited until now to revisit the topic. 

Jungkook doesn’t move for a solid ten seconds. Then, as if processing the emotional episode he’d just given you, he gives you a sheepish smile. It’s one of those smiles where his lips press together thinly and cutely and the apples of his cheeks seem like the squishiest things in the world. “Oh…” he says, voice soft and nothing like the man that spit in your mouth five minutes ago. “You like it?”

[amoonmermaid]

Girls night w/ DY || bC WhY nOt

this came up while i was putting a sheet mask on????

idk i’m weird

lEt’S geT tHis SHit DoNe

so basically you had no girl friends, since all your friends were nct OBVS  since y’all were fetus y’know you all grew up together and shit like that

like Rosé was the only one she makes me so g a y

but smtms she’s like a dude 

so she was like your girl/boy friend

she’s so cute

oNE day, you were on your first class of the day, and she just did poof and you were like ???? where’s ma dud????

and she texted you like 10 mins after you noticed she did poof lol

“i got sick srry ma gurl”

:((

“sick girls night???”

“nah, i don’t want you to get sick”

she’s so pure oml

aNd you were like aWWwW ilysm

but then wAiT what am i suposed to do tonight??? :((

and then you remembered you have like a bunch of lame boys locked in your basement

how come i forgot them :’))

like lit you had lunch w/ them????

what’s wrong with you my dude????

so you texted them

u: “HeLLooOooOO my beautiful dorks”

u: “girls night???”

ww: “nah”

ty: “no thx”

yt: “winwin said no, so no”

jh, jn, ti, tn, hc, mk: “naaaah”

dy: “sure, i’m bored af”

u: “:DDDD”

and then you texted doyoungie pv to tell him the details

nd he was like k i’ll get the snacks

he was pretty chill lol

even tho he had like a hUge crush on you OBVS

but u r dumb so u didn’t notice lmao

soOoO like at 8pm your door went kNockkKnOCk

nd ofc it was my lil bunny :’B nd he looked so cute in sweatpants and an oversized sweater and a beanie and like ugh

he’s soo cute ok????

when he entered your apartment he got the comfy and welcoming feeling everyone always had when they visited you

and he saw like the little fort you made with your blankets and stuff

“got something else planed rather than watching stupid romantic movies and eating until dawn?”

“spa”

and he was confused?? and kinda pissed?? bc he thought you wanted to get his nails done and stuff like that lmao

AnD ofc you saw his expression and went “my smol lil bean, i’m not that cruel, i would never waste my nail polish on u”

“wow meanie”

after getting all comfy and getting all your face masks and like beauty products, dy started to look for a movie on netfleeex

and he looked so focused searching the movie you wanted to watch

like his brows were almost touching eachother  and his cheeks were puffed out

you were like wOw

“cute” you murmured under your breath

“hm? did you said smth?” he looked at you with the remote still on his hand and a confused look yet again

“dumb, i already saved it on my list” you took the control from his hand and moved away from him to hide the barely visible blush on your cheeks

now he was looking at you w heart eyes

like the way you always got away from anything that got you all flustered, he just found it really amusing and cute

and ofc he noticed you had smth for him

but he didn’t said anything bc he thought he would ruin it

but whatevs

when the movie started you were like “c’mere dumbface”

“what for?”

“face mask?”

“oh”

so he moved closer to you, cross legged in front of eachother 

he was like :[ while you were looking for the right cream for his beautiful face

nd when you found it you went aHA! and immediately oppened the little that thing and pulled the hair tie from your wrist to remove the hair from his face

when his hair was out of sight almost lol you started rubbing the cream all over his face 

squishing his cheek in the process and making weird expresions in front of him bc he was being extrmly quiet like wth my boi

he couldn’t contain the bubbly laughter 

you were acting all dumb

just for him

yes

and both of you were laughing and then doyoung was making weird faces with you

like let’s be dumb together

“okokokok let me finish with your ugly face then we can continue with this dumb session”

“k weirdo”

and then it was silent again

small grins on eachother’s face

and doyoung was looking directly into your eyes

like so intensely but with such softness

wOW

and when you noticed you stopped and looked at him all confused

“what’s wrong?”

he didn’t said a thing, he just cupped your face in his hand and kissed your forehead

he let his lips linger there for a while before pulling away

and you were so kjfdkjncsdjlabkjvsjdjs whATSGOINGONOMG

and he was looking at you with the biggest grin he’d ever shown

like i kissed you whatcha gonna do abt it

/blushing mess

you pushed him away and pulled your hoodie up, pulling it under your chin so now your face was out of sight and your burning cheeks were safely covered

giggles filled your ears and just when you were about to run away and take a flight to russia, a pair of long arms wrapped around your waist and suddenly you were pressed against his chest

the fresh aroma of his cologne filled your lungs while his chest vibrated with shy laughter

“i’m sorry, i won’t do it again”

you were so ready to cry bc iT WAS SO SOFT OML

when he let you go he was like k you can continue w your work, make me look handsome pls

you lit punched his face 

not a real punch

but his cheek was kinda red

and he was so??????? what tHE FUCK????

“i hate you”

he went all :(((

“kiss me again, but do it properly”

:))))))

once again he was cupping your face, caressing your cheekbones with his thumbs and looking into your eyes with the same softness as before

he kissed you with such tenderness and delicacy, his lips tasted like a mix of coffee and mint

the kiss was just perfect, it wasn’t intense, it was just perfect, slow and sweet

when y’all pulled away fInaLLY you turned into a giggling mess

he moved his hands down to your waist and pulled you even closer, nuzzling his nose in your hair with the soFTES smile ever

you were squished against his chest again, taking in his scent 

“you are mine now”

“i’m fine with it”

after that, random movies played on the tv but none of you were paying attention to it

y’all were busy cuddling and being mushy against the sofa, with a blanket spread over your legs and some pillows surrounding you

and that how y’all ended up snuggled next to eachother and dead-asleep

and the next morning Rosé came into your ap and was like “wASsUP Ma GuRl” all noisy and shit

nd when she saw like the trail of cheeto’s and m&m’s all the way to the living room she was like hMmmM

so she followed it and she saw dy and you cuddled together on the floor and she was like i called it ofc

and she took tons of photos and send the to the rest of nct

before she left she wrote a note on a post it and sticked it on doyoung’s forehead

“u r d e a d if u hurt her CAPISCE ?”

a few hours later you both woke up and were all lost and dy saw the post it and went all :((( bc he would never hurt you :(((

but after burning the note or idk?? just throw it away?? he brought you closer to his chest and stayed like that for like a min or two before pulling away and pamper your face w kisses aww :’)

THE END

omg that’s kinda long lmao