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Monsta X at a Haunted House

I have never been to a haunted house, but I hope I depicted it well.

I.M

He didn’t even wanna be here in the first place since he knew random strangers in costume would br trying to scare him. What’s worse is that knowing this put him on edge even before they let him, Wonho, and Jooheon in. Everyone else went in groups of two, but they knew how much Changkyun would hate it, so they formed a group of three.

The boy screamed a lot. Like, a lot a lot. He didn’t like this at all! Most of the time, he was hugging Wonho’s arm and kept his eyes shut. It wasn’t until it had been quiet for a while that he decided to looke behind him and saw a guy with a chainsaw following them. He screamed. Then they were out. “Was that a girl’s scream?” Minhyuk asked after they got out. “Was there a girl behind you?

Nope. It was just Changkyun.

Hyungwon

It was funny for him because most of the performers were shorter than him. He even pat a bleeding ghost on the head because of how cute they were compared to height. Him and Shownu were having the best time together laughing and being a bit startled, but not too much. It wasn’t until Shownu was “kidnapped” That the man started to freak out a bit.

Then he walked into a spider web. Three seconds later, there was a huge spider launched at him, and he screamed. The others were confused when he had to take an early exit while covering his crotch. It was because the spider and being alone had made him pee himself.

“I knew we should’ve ate after we came here!”

Shownu

Completely chillin with his bud Hyungwon. Being with him made everything ok but he was mostly just escited for the prank they would pull on him. Before they had gone in, he had given a performer $40 to “kidnap” him quietly during the loudest part of the haunted house. After it was done, he watched his friend completely embarass himself.

The others had it under control, so he decided to finish the house by himself since he wasn’t scared. But then he got lost because one of the performers that were supposed to scare him to the right wasn’t there, so he went left. And down some stairs. The house was shut down in order to find him “not crying” in the off limits basement.

Wonho

Changhyun’s screams were hilarious and it made it easier for the buff man to play off not being scared about the haunted house. Truth was, he was terrified only 2% less than I.M. His friend was latched on to his left arm as they went through the house with Jooheon leading the way. He was decently frightened in the middle, too.

Still, that was nothing compared to what happened next. A guy in a very scary pumpkin head took it off his shoulder and told them to catch because if they dropped it they would die. Wonho swiftly picked up the scared man on his arm to defend himself from the plastic firey pumpkin. It took a moment for everyone to realized what had happened. He wasn’t going to live this down.

Kihyun

Going through the house was terrifying but fun. Kihyun was glad it wasn’t as bad as he thought because he was one of the most vocal about not wanting to come because he “had a weak heart” even though he really didn’t. For a moment, he was seperated from Minhyuk and a chase scene happend which included three “ghosts”.

When the tallest apperition had lost the smaller man, he was confused. He could’ve sworn the visitor had been right there. He went to scratch the back of his neck and felt hair much softer than the wig he had on. Kihyun had jumped on the dude’s back during his flight or fight moment and was too scared to get off.

“Um, hi?”

Jooheon

The first half had been pretty easy, but he knew that things were about to pick up near the middle before moving on to the second half. He had gotten too cocky about things and started walking ahead of Wonho who was being slowed down by the very frightened Changkyun. “Watch your step. Don’t step in the blood. Mind the footprints” Eery voices that only Jooheon could hear because he was so far ahead.

“Did you hear that?” The others shook their head. Jooheon decided to shake it off and continue a bit closer to his friends. Then a creepy too skinny to be human with long clawed gloves popped out and instantly got popped in the face. Jooheon had punched the performer making everyone’s jaws drop. He got on his knees to beg for forgiveness and then checked to see if she was alright.

Minhyuk

Hated it. Hated it soooo much. Why did he say yes? If they had gotten three votes for no, they wouldn’t have even been here. Instead, he was being chased by ghosts and demons because he had kept quiet. He wanted to curse so badly and knew that it would only get worse the more they went on.

Once he met back up with Kihyun, they decided to hold hands and not let go until the haunted house was over. The two ended up jerking each other back and forth every time one of them had gotten frightened. Then they accidentally let go. “Ok, ok, now that that’s over, let’s hold hands again.” The blonde grabbed his member’s hand, but it was quite...hairy and plasticy. It wasn’t Kihyun but a performer dressed as a werewolf.

[peaches-of-1]

Taehyung- Coffee Shop!AU

Male!Reader x Barista!Taehyung

Mstrlst in Bio!

Taehyung used his index finger to push up his glasses and then gave a small Korean girl her Vegan Vanilla Chai Latte. He had been working here ever since high school to buy video games, but this place ended up becoming his safe space. He loved the smell of the Arabica beans fresh in the morning and the various brews throughout the day.

It had become a place for college students to congregate for study nights. Finals were coming up soon, so they’d have a lot more college aged kids in the upcoming month.

“What’s this?” A young man named Vai asked after ordering. He came around enough to be recognized, but not exactly a regular.

He was referencing to the mug shaped piggy bank with sheets of paper and a pen next to it. Tae explained that the shop was taking suggestions about what they could do to help improve the atmosphere of the coffee shop, especially with the younger crowd.

“Any good suggestions, yet?” The shy boy asked.

“Nah, mostly just menu things that we can’t afford and some stray coins or whatever.”

“Can I write something?”

Taehyung motioned to the container, “Go ahead.”

The foreign YouTuber wrote something and put in into the piggy bank. The next time Taehyung looked at the clock, it was 8:21 at night. He’d be here soon, and so the brown haired young man started preparing his order. Four minutes later, the bell rung and a young man in a purple jacket came in with a group of his friends.

They all set down their backpacks at the seats they chose. Some started unpacking while others began to line up.

“(Y/N)~!” Taehyung’s husky voice called out.

The young man in the purple jacket turned around and smiled. He approached the counter with a smile to get his pre-made order.

He chuckled, “You know you don’t have to do this every time.”

“You’re a loyal customer. It’s my pleasure.”

“There might be a day I order something differently.”

Tae shrugged, “It’s been four months. I highly doubt it.”

The young man huffed, “That just means I’ll surprise you next time.”

He went back to his friends, and Taehyung just sighed. The barista loved the boy in the purple jacket more than words could describe. He had started coming about four months ago to study for an entrance exam or something and had returned every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday.

The first night, he had asked Taehyung for the best coffee.

“Oh, I don’t drink coffee, but the tea here is really good.”

His chuckle had made the barista’s heart go !!!, “If you don’t drink coffee, why are you working here?”

“Money’s good and I like the atmosphere. The people are mostly nice too. I’d suggest hot chocolate or the butterfly pea tea.”

 By the end of the day, there were about 50 suggestions Taehyung had to go through before closing. The boss wanted to help go through them, but there was no way his most loyal employee was going to let him.

“You need your rest, sir. I’ve got it. I’ll let you know if we have anything interesting when we open tomorrow.”

After going through them, he found that there were mostly usless suggestions or ones that would cost way too much money. There was one that was actually a really good idea, however. Live music. Having a coffeehouse musician was popular nowadays, and there would probably be a lot of untapped talent in the local area.

After suggesting it to the boss later the next day, he thought it was a wonderful idea as well. | Soon enough fliers and posters were hung up in the shop and also around town displaying the time and date of auditions to sing in the coffee shop. They were looking for someone with a gentle and clear voice, hopefully they could play guitar. It wasn’t a requirement since instrumentals could be found online at any time.

The day of auditions came, and Taehyung was annoyed. They were being held at the back of the coffee shop as to not bother the patrons. He didn’t understand why so many people thought screemo or rap would do well when the flier said “gentle and clear”

“Next!” He called as he scratched out yet another name from his list and balled up their application. He grumbled to himself about how people didn’t know how to read nowadays.

The next person that showed up sounded familiar, “Um, hi?”

“Hi. So you’re called the...” He looked up to see the man in the purple jacket and swallowed. “The Pa-bros? Is that correct?”

Both Tae’s crush and the broad-shouldered man next to him nodded. The other man was someone who visited but never dressed so casually. Taehyung sat up straight and asked them to give their real names for him to write down.

“I’m Kim Seokjin.”

“And I’m (Y/N). We’re the Pa-Bros.”

He wrote down both names and then asked to hear what they had. Seokjin began to strum on his guitar and (Y/N) sung out in a pristine and beautiful voice that carried the most human of souls in it. He was singing “Put Your Records On” by Corrine Bailey Rae. It made Taehyung’s heart flutter, and he could’ve sworn he forgot how to breathe until the end of the song.

Everyone in the room let out a breath.

“Wow.” The barista said. “That was amazing. I’ll let you know how you did within the week. Yeah, I’m speechless. Thank you for your time.”

“Thank you.” Both said and bowed. Seokjin packed up his guitar and slung it over his shoulder while the other placed his stool against the wall.

Several patrons of the coffee shop were standing outside the door when the two left. It surprised the two performers, but it also gave the barista more of a reason to hire them. There had been only two other decent auditions the whole day other than (Y/N) and Seokjin.

“So, how’d it go?” The boss asked as he helped to clean up the tables as his brown-haired employee swept the floors.

“It went well. I’ll show you the footage of the top three once we’re done cleaning up.”

The two men sat at a table and watched the performances on Taehyung’s phone in the silent shop. They had all done incredibly well. It was hard for them to choose a favorite and decided to do one final test to see who they could have perform for them. Of course, there was only a certain amout of money that could go towards paying these talents, so they had to be worth it.

Once home, Taehyung sat at his laptop and sent out rejection emails to the 34 people who did not make it. Then you sent emails to the final three: Pa-bros, Mia Kim, and a brother sister trio called Gro Up. The message explained that they would have to do a live performance the upcoming Wednesday to see how well their visitors liked their talents.

It would also show who could handle performing live in front audience. Tae didn’t send the message to them yet since he wanted his boss’s approval to make sure it had everything he wanted in it. Instead, he listened to jazz in the shower and while he microwaved his dinner, humming along to the brassy notes

He really hopped the Pa-Bros made it just so that he could see (Y/N) every other day of the week.

The day came, and Taehyung made sure his uniform was clean and had even fixed his glasses for tonight. He had seen people talking about the coffee shop competition on SNS. Even though it wasn’t marketed like that, he figured that’s what this basically was. A competition to see who got the job.

Wait, fuck! Does that mean it’s gonna be busy today? Tae thought as he picked up his speed to the shop.

The answer was yes. Luckily, the boss had anticipated this and restocked two days earlier even ordering extra for the crowd. The store would be getting more popular after this, huh?

Tae put his stuff into his locker after clocking in and put on his apron. Getting to work was fun as he watched speakers be set up where the stage would be sooner or later. It wouldn’t be that big, just a bit higher than the rest of the store for better viewing. The orders came quickly, but the interest made most people more patient. That was good.

Then the boss said that the two Park Jimins could take over the counter, and he could introduce the acts and work the floor due to his natural charisma. He nodded and went to do just that with nothing prepared.

“Hi, everyone. Glad to have you here.” He said into the taller microphone. “We have three amazing acts for you to watch tonight. The winner will be decided by your applause and will become perminant entertainment for the store!”

A few people clapped, making him smile despite his nerves.

“Anyways, first up is a band of twin sisters and thier little brother. Please welcome to the stage, Gro Up!”

The trio began to sing and play their instruments, but something was off. It quickly came apparent that one of the sisters weren’t feeling well. She darted towards the bathroom to throw up. Her twin followed as the youngest thanked the audince for their attention, but they were going to withdraw from the competition. He scampered off to check on his sisters.

Taehyung was pushed back on stage where he introduced Mia Kim who did well despite the events that literally just happened seconds ago. Then Tae introduced Pa-Bros. Another stool was set up in the space and microphones were placed where the best sound could be heard from each.

Today (Y/N) wore a vest over a checkered dress shirt. The sleeves were rolled up halfway which made him look more handsome than usual. Jin was also dressed nicely, but Taehyung’s eyes were glued to (Y/N) His face was so handsome and he seemed comfortable under the stares of the largest Wednesday afternoon crowd they’d ever had.

“Hi, we’re Pa-Bros, and we’ll be singing ‘I’m Yours’ by Jason Mraz.”

The Barista closed his eyes as he listened to the singer. It felt as if he were transported to an island where it was just the two of them in swim trunks exploring the forest with smiles on their faces. They played in the water until sunset where they made a bonfire and slow danced under the stars. They now sat by the ocean in a blanket with the fire crackling near by.

He laid his head on Tae’s shoulder and smiled at him, “I really love you.”

Taehyung snapped out of his daydream while people applauded and felt his cheeks get warm, but he clapped as well. What kind of daydream was that? He had never let his imagination go that far when thinking about the man, but this time was different. (Y/N) looked at the blushing barista who gave two thumbs up in return.

Then people voted for the two artists. Ten minutes later, they were counted up by the female Jimin who texted Taehyung the winners. Gro Up had apologized and gone home out of embarassment but said they wished Mia and Bros luck since they had both done so well.

“Alright, folks.” He adjusted his glasses as everyone quieted down. “Before I announce the winner, I wanna thank all of you for coming to see the show and ordering while you’re here. It means a lot.” He clapped and smiled.

“I’d also like to give a round of applause to our lovely entertainment. All of you were absolutely stunning tonight and are both winners in my book.” Applause and cheers.

Taehyung continued, “However, in the payroll, there can only be one or the other. We’ve counted up all the votes three times and by two different people. The winner is...” He opened the text message and beamed as he saw the name, “The Pa-Bros!”

The whole coffee shop became an uproar of cheers. The two boys hugged each other and then bowed to Mia who congratulated them. As Taehyung moved to congratulate them as well, (Y/N) pulled the barista in by the collar and kissed him square on the lips.

After the two parted, he said, “Sorry, I just promised myself I would kiss you if I won.”

“Good.” Tae said and kissed back.

A few months passed and the coffee shop was doing better than ever. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, they would have a poetry slam. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays were when The Pa-Bros--who renamed themselves to Koffee Kings--performed on the new stage.

Taehyung clocked in as usual, humming jazz. He always showed up half an hour earlier to watch his boyfriend (Y/N) perform a couple of songs. By the time he clocked in, it was a five minute intermission. Sometimes when his love was in a really good mood, Tae’s boyfriend would dance with him after giving people their coffees.

He was wearing the purple jacket tonight, “Don’t forget to tip your waiters, especially cuz that one’s my boyfriend! I love you, Tae!”

“Love you too!” The barista replied, blushing with the biggest smile on his face.

Kim Taehyung always liked working here, but he could tell that he would enjoy it even more.

[peaches-of-1]

Wrapped in a Bow

Idol!Jin x Femme!Reader

Based on the song “Christmas Wrapping” by The Waitresses

You were all dressed up with nowhere to go this Christmas Day. It wasn’t bad. In all honesty, you needed some time by yourself. This holiday season had been spent mostly caring for others, and if you didn’t have some quiet time, you punch a wall or a person. Since you didn’t wanna get fired, you decided to treat yourself. Just because all of your events had been cancelled last minute didn’t mean you couldn’t stay in and watch some Christmas movies with some warm food and blanket.

Getting your fluffiest blanket out of the closet, you passed by the drinks you had set up just for the Queen herself. You. It was gonna be a party for one, baby! Something caught my eye outside and I saw that it was snow flurries. It really would be a white Christmas after all, huh?

The snowfall reminded you of the oddest, but best run in you had ever had.

You were at a ski resort with friends but your legs were one more slope away from turning into absolute mush. So as your friends went back out, you decided to get some food and something hot to drink from the snack counter. However, as soon as you turned around, you noticed the broad shoulders in a padded coat too late.

Your vanilla chai landed straight on the floor and your individual apple pie was properly smushed. Not even looking at the person, you fell to your knees and just make whimpering noises. Like legit, you sounded like the saddest little puppy mourning over your lost meal. Did that really happen?

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!”

You were about to rip him a new one until you saw who it was. His face was legit everywhere, and what a handsome face it was. Kim Seokjin in his tall and broad shouldered splendor was in complete shock as some staff wiped the back of his jacket. The man then got onto all fours to do the lowest bow you have ever seen.

“I’ll buy you another whatever that was. I’m so sorry. I should’ve been looking at where I was going.”

I stood as the liquid began to spread even more. We were pushed out the way for the janitor to clean up the mess even though Jin profusely said that he would do it. Jin bought you a new drink and apple pie and the two of you sat down while things settled. He was there for a photoshoot for his newest acting role. Even though you had been ready to rip his head off not even ten minutes ago, you found yourself falling for his every word currently.

Jin had to leave just after he was complimenting you on how well you spoke Korean, though. An idol never rests! Before he left, however, he gave you his phone number as secretly as he could on a napkin. He winked at you.

“Hopefully, I’ll see you again soon.”

That hope died down as both of your schedules just kept getting more full. You had his number but never the time. Like never. Most of the year passed along those lines of never being able to meet up.

You decorated your Christmas Tree last second. It was small, so it didn’t take too long except you were really enjoying the eggnog you had made a whole bowl of. Christmas music played loud enough to drown out the carolers outside your window. Yeah, the spirit was to be shared and all, but you just were tired of people. It would be fun to share this day with someone though, someone special. Not just anyone.

Reading Christmas cards was fun. Got some money out of it. You sighed and grabbed your camera to take some photos of the snow outside. It looked so pretty in the setting sun.

Your guilty pleasure Justin Bieber song came on and you sang along, “It’s the most beautiful time of the year. Lights fill the street spreading so much cheer…”

Right, the Christmas in July party that happened on vacation a few months ago. That’s where you saw Jin again.

He looked so good in a floral printed dress shirt and matching shorts. You were sort of hoping to slide past him, but he somehow recognized you in a huge sunhat and bright yellow sundress.

“Hey, I’m about to take a boat ride. You wanna come with?” He asked as you two had been catching up for a bit.

“Umm…well…” You said and looked up at him, your face was boiling and peeling at the same time. Third degree sunburn. There were boils all over your legs.

He said that he hoped you felt better soon and that you’d get to do it another time. You said sure and ran off to get into some shade and buy some ointment or something, anything to get rid of the pain.

Now the calendar was just one page, barely even a week left. You were making some last minute calls this Christmas Eve to your parents and friends and other family members that you actually spoke to. Today and tomorrow were days for some self pampering and a time for rest. Even the parties that didn’t cancel on you, you cancelled on them or turned them down.

The last time you even had a chance like this it was Halloween. Jin called that night and said he would pick me up from the party I was at and then we could go hang out together at his dorms. Everyone was out that night partying, but he just wanted a night in with someone he cared about. You said sure even though it was really hecking late, but his car didn’t start. No one else was answering, so you two just texted until you lost your phone in a Halloween punch bowl.

He did send you turkey and spam for part of your Christmas dinner since he was  so busy and couldn’t do it in person. Yes, Spam. He was Korean, and you had gotten used to this tradition pretty quickly. It was in the oven as you looked around for the cranberries you were going to use to make homemade cranberry sauce. Oh no. You forgot them in the basket cuz some weird guy in a Burberry coat was approaching you when you were shopping.

Probably stole your damn berries too.

Either way, you put on your boots and bundled all the way up since it was snowing and went to the all night Lotte store nearby. You went straight back to the produce section and searched for the bag of cranberries. You grabbed them and went to the line with people buying last minute gifts and sch. A familiar sight was standing in front of youin crushed red velvet. Then you couldn’t help but sneeze due to the weather.

The guy turned around and said, “Bless you...wait, (Y/N)?”

In the line was the guy you’ve been chasing all year.

“Oh my god, hi!”

“I thought I’d just be spending the day with my bros. Just got back from a fansign.” Jin laughed. “This year’s been crazy! Like, at least I have a little time for a break.”

You replied, “Yeah, me too. But why are you…” Your eyes wandered to his hand basket. “You mean you forgot cranberries too?”

You two started laughing and laughing in line and as he was called up to be next, you realized maybe Christmas was more magical than you thought. You wouldn’t be spending it alone or with annoying coworkers since Jin asked if you wanted to hang out at his place with the others of course. They were doing the same thing you were, watching movies, drinking eggnog with way too much rum in it and helping Jin cook.

You said yes if you able to turn of your oven at home first. As you walked to his waiting car, the last bit of an English Christmas song played over the store’s speakers.

Merry Christmas; Merry Christmas Couldn't miss this one this year. Merry Christmas; Merry Christmas Couldn't miss this one this year. Merry Christmas; Merry Christmas Couldn't miss this one this year.

You really couldn’t.

[peaches-of-1]

Inktober Day 22: Expensive

Title: Anything

< Day 21 | All Stories | Day 23 >

You were spending this day with your sugar daddy Namjoon. He said he was missing his baby girl, and needed you to come over now. As always, he sent a car to the apartment he bought you. What you didn’t know was that he would be in the car as well. No wonder he told you to wear the new periwinkle sweater dress and sterling silver earrings. He usually allowed you to wear anything you wanted to his place unless you’d be doing a scene as soon as you showed up.

When shopping, he wanted you to dress nice. It let him be able to show you off better. You were wearing black knee high boots with the outfit as well. He placed a new diamond necklace on your neck.

“There, perfect.”

“Thank you, oppa.” You said sweetly. “Where are we going today?”

He pulled you to his side and kissed your neck, “We’re going to get my girl a Halloween costume suitable for the party we’re going to this weekend.”

You smiled, “Really? This weekend?”

“You don’t have plans, do you?”

“I can always leave early.”

“Good girl.” Namjoon kissed you again. “Now, what do you want to be? Nothing’s too much for my Expensive Girl.”

[peaches-of-1]

If u can, can u plz do a drabble/reaction/whatever they me be called of [any bts member of your choice] with the reader (any gender) being like Bang PD's main personal assitant who started off as an intern since BTS were trainees but had skills in like everything to do with a Music Company and climbed ranks fast. I'll stop here since i dont want to be too specific and limit you but if you ever do this id be eternally greatful and on a seperate note i've read everything u have and I LOVE IT ALL!!

OMG thanks! I’ll just do it as a reply here, so I hope you enjoy!

I watched the boys and made notes on what to fix for Bang PD to look over tomorrow. I tried to keep my eyes equally on all of them, but my eyes kept going towards Yoongi. No one here knew we were dating, not even the other members. We had kept our relationship secret for two and a half years now. To be completely honest, I had been crushing on him ever since I met him in person.

That was so many years ago when I started working for this no name company and met these seven boys who Bang had put so much trust into. He named me his personal assistant and over the years, I became the main one out in the field with the boys but also in charge of the ones that kept and eye on them when I was with my actual boss.

Every time he caught sight of me, he’d smile. Yoongi that is. Oh, I really loved him. I thought he was just being nice when he went out of his way to pick up things for me and brought me food if I hadn’t eaten yet. Until he asked me to listen to a demo for Bang and it was a song he wrote just to ask me out on an actual date.

Soon, the guys were off of the stage and getting sweat towels handed to them along with water bottles. I went to hug Yoongi but he could only give me a kiss. When he saw my pout, he laughed.

“I don’t want you to get covered in my sweat.”

I scoffed, “I’ve been working here longer than you have. Trust me, there are worse things I’ve been covered in. I want my hug.”

He rolled his eyes and hugged me tightly.

“You two have gotten really close lately.” Taehyung said taking a sip from his water and helping Jin get dressed for Epiphany.

Yoongi nodded, “Yep.” He had his thinking face on and whispered something in my ear.

Did he really? So soon? Without permission? I nodded. I wanted to as well. During Seesaw, I waited until he did his final verse and for the crowd to cheer to walk onto the stage with my head held high. Suga smiled at me, his gummy smile turned on full.

He put the mic to his lips, “I’d like to introduce you to the love of my life and the person I’ve been dating for almost three years.”

[peaches-of-1]

BTS- S/O Dropping Bagel is the Last Straw pt2

This reaction includes:

BTS’s beautiful Hyung Line. (Maknae’s here)

Food mention

Gender neutral!Reader

Mstrlist

Namjoon

In the car driving to Namjoon’s you were thinking about how today just was not your day. It had just been one bad thing after another 90% of the day. The good 10% came from getting a really good discount on a box of bagels that you were going to share with your loving boyfriend.

Getting out of the car, you picked up the box but were distracted by Namjoon’s face which was so happy to see you. Tripping over your own feet, the box of bagels spilled everywhere. You just stayed on the ground and started crying.  “Jagi, it’s ok. We have bagels inside.”

Hobi

It had become the point in your god-awful day where you were just waiting for the next bad thing to happen. There was at least one bandage on every single one of your appendages from how clumsy you and the people around you had been. Your inside date with Hoseok (and the rest of his bandmates) was helping you feel better, though.

You stepped away from the intense game of Scrabble Slam to grab something to eat. Jin called out that there were some bagels in the fridge and that you could have any flavor you wanted. After preparing your bagel and putting it on a napkin, you were surprised by a tickle attack from Hobi. The bagel was now on the floor and you started to cry. Hoseok was afraid he had gone too far this time.

Yoongi

“Why don’t we go to that cafe you wanted to visit last week to make you feel better, ok?” He said to you as you walked away from ramming your head in a revolving door that had gone too fast. Yoongi kissed your forehead as you agreed, your arm hurting from a rough stranger from earlier.

The smell of Arabica filled your nose, and you couldn’t help but have your mood picked up a little. You ordered a bagel and cream cheese to go on top. Things were going to pick up...or so you thought until you tripped over a crooked tile and the bagel flew out of your hand. “Are you fucking kidding me?” You whispered intensely to yourself. Yoongi was probably thinking the same thing.

Jin

Your loving boyfriend had called you earlier to try some of the homemade bagels that he was experimenting with to hand out to BTS fans during an impromptu meetup. You tried to get there as soon as possible, but your car had broken down and it took forever to pay for it because the bank had frozen your accounts? Why? You had bought so much BTS merch recently, they thought your card had been stolen.

Jin even called you asking if you were still coming. You said you were and so he told you to hurry up since the other guys were eating everything. He couldn’t fend against all of them at once. When you finally did get there, the room smelled like the most heavenly bakery. You held the bagel firmly in your grasp in all of it’s circular and savory splendor...and sneezed. It dropped. One of the dogs got it. You cried. Jin said that there were more in the oven, but you were crying so hard you didn’t hear him. It just wasn’t your day.

[peaches-of-1]

Request! How would they react about you meeting your online friends who are army-s too? Or like you meeting up with one of their most famous fansite masters and freaking out because they give such high quality content and you look up to them very much? (They don’t know you’re in a relationship with the member)

Guess who slept all fucking day today instead of working on requests? This girl!! ^^;; My alarm volume was turned off and I forgot to turn it back on. Requests currently closed.

Vocal Line

Jungkook

You told him about the meeting and he was kind of worried. You two weren’t allowed to have anyone know that you were dating yet. BigHit wanted the news of the newest comeback to happen to appease the fans before they got mad that one of their boys were off the market.

“Don’t worry, Kookie. I won’t tell them. We’ll be talking about you, but we’ll just talk how we usually do.” You said, fixing your hair in the hallway mirror.

Jungkook folded his arms, “And how is that?”

“With huge smiles on our faces.” You replied, kissed him, and left to go meet your internet friend.

V (Taehyung)

He wasn’t exactly sure if he should let you. It’s not like he was the limiting type, but he was sort of worried you were only getting asked to a lunch with a fan club president is because of your relationship with him. Tae wasn’t prepared for the answer you gave him.

You laughed, “She doesn’t even know I’m dating you.”

“She doesn’t? You haven’t told her?”

“Why would I?” You shrugged. You knew people would try to manipulate you into getting juicy facts about the boys, so you kept it to yourself.

Jimin

You were in the closet looking for things to wear. A tank top landed on Jimin’s face when all he wanted to know is what you were up to. You came out holding a peek-a-poo sweater next to a pair of jeans.

“It’s that meeting with a fellow ARMY today, isn’t it?” He asked and you nodded, “Are you sure it’s ok for you to talk to her? I mean, about us?” He looked worried.

“Don’t worry. We mostly just squee over how cute and nice you all are. Also, we’re gonna be trying to learn more about each other more that you guys.”

He nodded, “Ok, but I’m the cutest, right?”

Jin

You decided to talk to him face to face about you meeting up with another ARMY and needed to know if there were any topics that he wanted you to avoid as hard as possible. There wasn’t anything really.

“Just be smart about it. She could just be trying to use you since we just went public a week ago. I’m against you meeting this girl in the first place. Makes me nervous, but I trust you.”

You kissed his cheek, “Yeah, he and I will just be doing some shopping and talking about you guys probably. I’ll find out his bias and stuff.”

He nodded and hugged you, “Wait, it’s a dude? Can I meet him too?”

[peaches-of-1]

BTS- You Accidentally Confess

A/N: This is more of a how you would accidentally confess that the outcome of said confession. Might do a part two. Also, requests are open! 

Jungkook

You were coming home from a party where you drank despite not yet being legal, and the guys were just trying to get you to drink some water. You said you’d only drink the water if Kookie kissed you. He was confused.

“Why would you want me to kiss you?”

“Because I like you, silly! I have a HUGE crush on you!”

V (Taehyung)

How did he convince you to wait in this line with him? It was for a new game. The first 100 people got a free shirt. He really wanted that free shirt, and you were the only one willing to camp out with him.

“You’re lucky I have a crush on you, or I wouldn’t even be here.” You spouted.

His eyes crew huge, “You what?”

Oops.

Jimin

It was way past your bed time, and you were crazy sleep deprived. Jimin let you sleep on his lap. You pet his face and giggled, called him pretty. He thanked you and smiled, amused by your antics.

“You’re my ideal boyfriend, Jimin. Cuz you’re so *yawn* cute and nice.” You snuggle into his lap, lids finally getting heavy. “I really wish you’d date me.”

How was he supposed to react to that? At least the embarrassment would wait until you woke up.

J-Hope

You were playing a game with the youngest two. It was a version of “Truth or Dare” where you were spun around with a blindfold. If you didn’t fall down after being spun, you got a dare. If you did fall down, it was truth. You fell down.

“Truth, who is your crush?”

“Don’t tell him, but it’s Hobi.” You took off the blindfold to see the red-headed man standing right there. “Hi...Hoseok.”

RM

It was always relaxing hanging around Namjoon. He was cool, and your best friend. Today, he showed up to movie night with someone else. It was usually just your thing with him, so you were pissed. He asked why you were so mad.

“FOR A GENIUS, YOU’RE SO STUPID. IT’S BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!” You screamed at the top of your lungs.

He was so shocked, “You like me? How did I not notice before?”

Suga

Today, your wisdom teeth had been removed. Yoongi offered to drive you because he was a good friend and wanted to record you while you were high on laughing gas. He asked you questions your normal brain would answer.

“I mean, Hobi’s the best dancer, but you’re my favorite in everything. I actually have a huge crush on Yoongi.”

He raised a brow, “You do?”

“Yeah, but don’t tell him.”

Jin

Everyone wrote down a confession in disguised handwriting. It was then put into a hat and mixed with others. Each person grabbed a random one, but Jin couldn’t seem to stop laughing at the one he had gotten. We asked him to go first.

Jin laughed. “You weren’t supposed to put your name on it, (Y/N)!”

Oh, no. Your confession had been that you had  crush on Jin! He was laughing out of shock, and you joined in.

[peaches-of-1]

You’re Scared of the Dark- BTS

Jin

You’d be chilling at home, cooking some food and dancing to some music that played from your phone. Suddenly the humming of the fridge stops, and you two are in pitch darkness. You scream. He screams. Quickly, you turn on the radio on your phone to get info while he fumbles to turn the flashlight on his. It was a citywide black out. They have no idea how long it was going to last. The building is supposed to have emergency generators, but they aren’t coming on fast enough. It’s dangerous to be in a room full of sharp things when you can’t see them. You two continue the music, but move out of the kitchen. Carefully.

Suga

He’s recording in the home studio, and you are drying your hair right out of the shower. He notices the sound not going to his headphones first. Then he looks around, “Ah, I guess the electricity is out.” There is no more work he could do while the electricity was out, so he comes to find you. When he does get to you, you are crying and cling to him when he gets close enough. He grabs your phone and turns on the flashlight before handing it to you so that you can walk to bed together. You calm down enough to tell him that you can’t stand the dark. It’s embarrassing and stupid to you. “It’s not stupid. Don’t hide things like this from me, ok? I care about you. I never want you to be scared.”

RM

You two were watching a movie to ignore the storm raging outside. It has been like that all day, and no one else is home at the moment. Then the TV goes off, and neither of you can see shit. He feels you get tense and asks what’s wrong. You tell him you’re afraid of the dark as you turn your phone’s flashlight on. “It must be because your personality is so bright.” Both of you check the battery on your phones. You’re lower, so he lets you use the portable. He leaves you alone for a bit since you seem ok. He sets up candles and you two play cards until the lights come back on. RM just really tries to get your mind off the dark surroundings because of your fear.

Jimin

You’re both in bed reading when the lights go out. Jimin moves to check if it’s just the light and to find out what’s going on. You just grab his hand. The grip on his hand is tight, and he thinks you’re shaking. There’s no way for him to see the terrified expression on your face. He says he’ll be right back. You refuse to let him go, so he joins you back in bed to talk you into coming with him to check things out. He doesn’t complain that you’re holding his arm too tightly, and you apologize for stepping on his feet. “You really hate the dark, don’t you?” You nod. You’re a mess, but the lights come back on quickly. Soon after, you both relax enough to fall asleep.

Jungkook

He wants to play Marco Polo to find each other as you are in different parts of the building and you don’t have your phone. It takes him a while to get to where you are. “Marco!” He is silent and waits for a reply. “Kookie? Kookie, is that you?” He finds you under the kitchen table sobbing. Instead of questioning you, he feels bad for wanting to play games when you were suffering like this. He gets out his phone and turns the light on his face. “It’s really me. Don’t worry.” You sniffle and nod, hugging him closely. Jungkook sits with you under the table and comforts you by telling you that it’ll be ok.

V

He’s practicing in the living room when you leave for a bit to heat up some leftovers. The lights go out and you scream his name. He’s worried that you got hurt, so he carefully rushes to your side. You’re crouched on the floor. “What’s wrong, babe?” You grab him, “I’m scared of the dark.” He feels you shaking against him. You were much more scared than he had expected. As he looks for flashlights and stuff, you’re right beside him since you don’t wanna be alone and he wants to be your comfort. (You’re basically RM in the gif below)

J-Hope

Movie night! It’s movie night! You two pop some popcorn, grab soda and some other sweet snacks, kick the other boys out and cuddle on the couch. Tonight it’s a comedy and...the lights go out. You scream in unison and start to go into panic mode. He’s the first one to calm down and turns on his phone’s flashlight. You’re both holding onto each other for moral support. You turn on your flashlight and just keep them on playing games and ignoring the pitch black darkness until the battery dies. At least you checked to see that it was a citywide blackout and not just here. The boys return to find you two crawling on the floor trying to find the closet with batteries and flashlights.

[peaches-of-1]

Kihyun as a Dad

“How’s my other precious baby?” Kihyun said after he finally got Skype to work using the hotel’s wifi. He sat on the bed while waiting for you to get the child back at home.

You lifted the chubby little talker to the screen, “Here they are~! Minjun, look at the screen.” You point and draw your baby’s attention to the laptop. “You see Daddy?”

Minjun put their tiny brown fingers on the screen and squealed, “Abeoji! Abeojiiiiiiiiii~!”

“Can you give Daddy a heart, MinMin?” He asked.

“Give Daddy a heart, like this.” Showing your kid how to do their hands, they copied as best they could and held it up to the screen. Kihyun held his hands up in a heart shape as well. “Love you, Abeoji!” You say and Minjun repeats.

Both of you smile. Your husband has a longing look on his face as well, “I miss you. Both of you. I can’t wait to give you the biggest hugs!”

Tour would be done within the month at least, then you three could be together once more. Well, four, you found out you were pregnant again.

Hope you liked it! This is just a short little thing I did because I really like babies, and I like Kihyun, and I didn’t wanna do another Namjoon aesthetic. Also, I’m trying to get more into other fandoms.

Don’t repost and stuff, neither the moodboard nor the short little story attached to it.

(Also, if this is your baby, and you don’t want their face on here, I’ll be happy to remove it) x x

[peaches-of-1]

Circus AU: A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Orphanage

I’m so so so so so sorry this took so long to get out. Thank you for all your patience.

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The air is perfect as I walk home with the strongman of the circus, Yoongi. His hair is a strange color like teal or something. I’ve never seen it before, and so I end up staring more than what is considered polite. His laugh draws my attention away for a moment.

“My hair is interesting, huh?”

I nod, “Yes. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare or make you uncomfortable. It’s just. I have never in all my life seen hair that color. It’s not natural, is it?”

“No, not at all.” He grabs at some fringe. “It was supposed to be blonde, but the mixture we got made it this color overnight. Brought more attention, and I like it; so we kept it.”

“I like it too.” I say, smiling at him.

Yoongi smiles back, “So what’s it like working at the orphanage you grew up in? How’d that even happen?”

“Well, I was never adopted. I just got to old to be an orphan, so I started working as a seamstress for a bit to make ends meet and get a place of my own. The pies I baked were never any good.” I laugh.

He laughs with me, showing off his gums I notice.

I continue, “Then I got a call one day. It was one of the girls who I grew up with, Lisa. She said that our old matron was dead and that the funeral was being held soon. I got here and she named me the heir to this place on her deathbed. I couldn’t say no. She wasn’t the best, but she gave me a place to live and food.”

“Did you ever want to do anything else?”

“Travel.” I bite my lips and look up at the stars. They’re easy to see even in this growing town and the streetlights. “Namjoon asked if I wanted to join the circus with him when we first met. They were leaving, but I said that I would stay.”

“I’m curious as to why. The stories he tells of his time with you are so fun. It makes me want to run away to the circus when I’m already a part of it.”

My shoulders shrug, “I couldn’t leave my best friend, Jimin. He was there that night, too. Miss Kim was horrible. There’s no way he could’ve survived there without me.”

“If he’s your best friend, I’m sure he would’ve come with you.”

“Well, we’ll never know, will we?”

The subject quickly changes to Yoongi telling me about how he became a part of this travelling circus. He was a small town performer, a piano player at a local bar. His parents took care of sick animals, and what luck of sorts that one of the circus horses had gotten sick. Well, not luck. Still, they did a few shows in town to raise money to get the proper medicine for said horse.

Yoongi was captivated by the performances. The high flyers, the beautiful animals, and just everything. His eyes glisten as he recalls the moment Namjoon pointed at him to help with the next act.

“It was ‘a feat no one in 20 towns could complete’ according to him.”

“What was it?”

His brown eyes set on mine, “You get a stick like a broom handle and basically tie a string connected to a weight on it. The goal is to wind up and unwind the string. What made this exciting was that they added a timer. No one had been able to do it under 7 minutes with a 10 pound weight.”

I giggle at his enthusiasm, hands behind my back like a schoolgirl, “What was your time?”

“Four minutes, twenty seconds. The audience erupted in cheers! That’s when I knew that this is what I wanted to do.”

“You seem rather tiny for someone who can lift so much.” I say, a light skip in my step.

I can see the orphanage up ahead. We’ll be there in a few minutes.

Yoongi scoffs at my comment, offended, “Well, I lifted you and the two other boys earlier today, did I not? I did even more beforehand. Tiny but mighty you should be saying.”

I laugh, “Yes, please get that on your poster to announce your talents.” I move my arms in front of me to create arches in the sky. “Ahem ‘Come see Strongman Yoongi. Tiny but mighty!’ I’m sure most people wouldn’t be expecting to see your arms if--” I squeal as my feet left the sidewalk.

The Mint-haired muscle lifts me up and is spins me around, “I’ll show you mighty, missy. I could lift full grown cattle by the time I was 16!” He tosses me into the air as I giggle.

As he catches me, he shushes me and sets my feet back on the pavement. I hear it too. The jingle of a collar from a dog followed by growling. Yoongi moves in front of me as it gets closer, the owner looking less friendly than the beast. A lit cigarette in her hand the drops and is stepped on by sharp black heels.

“Strongman, huh? I guess a buff banker wasn’t enough for you, huh (Y/N)?” Her hand brushes through her long hair.

“Jimin and I are just friends, Jisoo. What do you want?”

She grins, “I think you know what I want, (Y/N). The orphanage.”

You fold your arms, “Can’t. There are more and more of them by the day, and we’re expanding soon. You’re not getting your hands on my orphanage any time soon, so just stop asking. And leave me and my kids and my friends alone!”

Jisoo sighed, black gloves twirling her matching parasol, “Can’t. That orphanage is the prime spot for my clothing boutique. People pass by it every day and it gets good sunlight!”

“I’m raising children!” You nearly scream at her. “We can’t just uproot their lives anymore!”

The dogs growl. Yoongi gets nervous.

“(Y/N)? Do you want me to do anything?”

“No, Yoongi. Those dogs won’t hesitate to attack you. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

He lowers his voice, “I can carry you and run right past them.”

“They’re dogs!” You hiss back. “We’ll find some other way to get out of this situation.”

Looking around while Jisoo monologues about her dream of running her own clothing store, Yoongi I need something to distract her and scare the dogs to make escaping easier. I grab a rock and hand it to Yoongi, nodding to the light above Jisoo.

“Get ready to run.” He whispers and chucks the stone at the light, making sparks fly.

Not how I had imagined things to go, but us two got away without getting bitten. The dogs scatter and the two of us pant as we reach the steps of the orphanage. Jisoo’s shriek alerting neighbors who hopefully couldn’t tell who you were.

It isn’t until we caught our breath that I see singe marks on my arm where the sparks landed on your skin. I smile, still.

“That was a lot. I’m sorry you got caught up in it.”

“No, I’m just glad you aren’t too badly hurt.” The mint-haired man gently holds my arm. “I’ll help you wrap--”

The door opens and Yoongi stops. Jimin is there and he smiles at me, glad I’m now home. His face changes to a slight frown when he sees my new friends also with me. It isn’t angry or anything, just a bit sad, but he speaks cheerfully.

“(Y/N), are you ok? I heard dogs barking and a loud noise.”

I nod, “It was Jisoo again, bothering me about selling the orphanage. Yoongi threw a rock at the light to get her dogs to run away, and we rushed home. Got a few burns, but nothing some ointment and bandages won’t fix.”

Jimin grabs my arm, now even more concerned, “You were hurt? No, no, no. I’ll treat your injuries right away.”

“It’s not a big deal.” I say.

“You’re hurt, though, (Y/N).” He sounds so pitiful as he says that.

“I’ll be there in a second. Just wanna say goodnight.”

He nods, “I’m getting the first aid kit.” and goes back inside, leaving he door open behind him.

I smile at him and shake my head, “That’s my oldest friend for ya.” You then look at the strongman. “Thanks, Yoongi, for walking me home. You can tell Namjoon you did a great job.”

Yoongi smiles, “I’m just glad you’re not hurt any worse than a couple of light burns. Um...is your heart set on anyone?”

“I don’t know what you mean?”

“Is there someone you want to spend the rest of your life with? It’s just that you’re at marryin’ age, and--”

I look away, “I’m not sure. What about you?”

Even though I ask myself why I even asked him, I know it’s because he’s a good enough guy and you like him. It is just a tiny crush, but I can’t deny it’s there.

“Circus life ain’t a great environment for budding relationships, but something’s changed recently. Depending on what she thinks.”

Jimin whines my name from inside, and I giggle.

“I should get going. Thanks again, Yoongi.” I smile at him one lat time and go inside.

“Have a nice night, (Y/N).”

“You too.” And I close the door, walking to the kitchen table where Jimin has a first aid kit set up.

He dotes on me as he always had, asking what happened. Telling me to be more careful. He cursed her name and said that he would see what he could do at the bank to make sure she never got her hands on this plot.

I speak up, trying to ease his worry, “I wouldn’t be able to do anything if it weren’t for Yoongi, though. He helped us escape.”

It makes it worse, “And if he wasn’t? I should’ve just stayed. You make it sound like you were in the middle of a heist with your use of ‘escape’, (Y/N). What did you escape from?”

“She had her dogs.”

“Ok, fine.” He kisses my arm and puts a bandage on it. “That should be it. Be careful these next few days, ok? If it hurts to much, promise me you’ll go to the doctor.”

I put my hand over my heart, “I promise.”

Backing away from the table, I move to the fridge, “Are you staying the night? It’s rather late. I could make some tea or we can drink some beers.”

Jimin shakes his head and put up the kit, “I think I’m gonna head home. The kids are fine. I think I just need some time by myself. I think you do too, after I say what I need to.” The way he says that sounds like it demands my attention and piques my attention.

“What’s that?” I ask and close the fridge, setting a beer on the counter and looking at him.

“I like you, (Y/N). When we were talking about marriage, it’s because I could really see myself marrying you. Not just because it’s convenient or smart but because I love you. That’s why I didn’t want you to run off to the circus all those years ago. I wanted you to stay with me since I liked--since I loved you then and I love you now.”

I’m taken aback, “Jimin...? Really? But you have so many other girls in this town who’d be lucky to have you. I know you’ve had your fair share of them asking you to be interested in them.”

He nods, “There are. That’s why I had to tell you, to get a straight answer for a straight confession.” He looks at you. “To know if I should move on or not.”

I don’t know what to say and a thousand words stumble on your tongue. He had so many girls and even some guys praise his looks. At least seven times a day. He always turned them down. Was that because of me?

“I understand.” Jimin looks down and gets his hat and jacket from the door. “I should get going. Give you time to think of an answer. Goodnight, (Y/N).”

Jimin leaves. I lock the door and my head starts to reel. My best friend since childhood was in love with me. As I get ready for bed, I thought about everything that had happened these past few days. Out of nowhere, all these guys came into my life and I am pretty sure they were all romantically interested in me.

I don’t think I could date all of them, or that they would all be ok with that. That meant I had to pick someone.

Namjoon, the circus kid I had been harboring a crush for was now a ring leader. I’d probably get to travel a lot and have the time of my life if I decide to be with him. He was such a caring man who had his shy moments, but he is also a hard worker. His employees seem to trust him. Why not me?

Taehyung could give me a simple life of fun and happiness. Who knows how many stories he had to tell? His smile is contagious, and he is always in such a good mood. He has a job at the bank which meant I would be set for a long time since it was a stable one unlike the circus. He was always eager to help too, which made him a great potential partner.

Jungkook loved children. He was really good with them, and it almost rivaled my boy Taehyung. It was his job to interact with them, so of course he would be good with them. Maybe it would translate to being a good father to whatever kids we might have, but I’d probably never get a moment to rest. He has a lot of energy and I wonder what that would translate to as you bit my lip.

Jin was such a good man. He would be a fantastic father, no doubt about it. He actually wanted a child to take care of even though there was no mother for the kid. Although the agency I work for said that was one of the deal breakers, I always disagreed. If he’s a great man, then no mother is needed. Jin was a great man for sure.

Hoseok. Now Hoseok is just a ray of sunshine. He loved his job and he loved life and everything. He was such a positive person who looked out for me and made sure I didn’t smell like horse dung during your walk. It seems he still saw me as an individual since he didn’t stop me from trying to lift something heavy like most of the men in my town had.

Who else? Right, Yoongi. Loyal. That man was loyal to his leader and respected him. He respected me as well and had a good heart. It stemmed from his protective nature. He had barely thought a second before trying to save me from Jisoo and her dogs. Yoongi’s a caring man, and he thought a lot about my opinion. Still, he was lots of fun to be around and enjoyed children.

Then there was Jimin who had loved me forever it seems. Another great man who helps me every chance he gets. Helping with the kids, my silly injuries, and with my finances every once in a while when I am too busy or tired to do it myself. I could trust him with my whole life, but could I do it with him as a romantic partner as well? Maybe more?

I really have a lot to think about, and I would have to do it in my sleep since even with all my inner troubles, I’d still have to take care of the kids in the morning. It is time to go back to reality after such a dreamy night. I still have to make a choice. And it had to be before the circus left down in a few days.

Looks like you’ve got some huge choice to make. It’ll change everything for sure. Someone, lots of someones are going to be upset. Or will they be relieved that you didn’t string them along for any longer? Up to you my dears.

VOTE HERE

[peaches-of-1]

Inktober Day 16: Angular

Title: Don’t Look

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“If anyone even looks at me the wrong way today, they’re gonna die” Dahyun said on the way to Music Bank.

Everyone thought she was just being dramatic or going through a mood swing, but some still comforted her. Others laughed and loved their silly best friend and group member.

It wasn’t until that one borderline stalker gave her a glance and looked like he had seen all of hell’s demons that the other got worried.He seized on the floor as the nine girls were quickly ushered past.

“Told you so.” Dahyun said with her head held high.

[peaches-of-1]

Bts catch their s/o cheating?

To reduce the amount of heartache I will have while writing this, I am only doing the maknae line. Sad boys ahead. Mstrlst

YES gifs are working again!

Jimin

He was so excited to see you today. You were his light and his love. Your cuddles held so much warmth, and he could stay in your embrace forever just to have that experience. Passing by a convenience store on the way to see you, he decided to get some roses for you. Why not?

After getting flowers and some beers, he continued and knocked on your door which swung open. He set the beer on the kitchen counter and called your name. When he heard you screaming, he rushed to the source of the sound which was your bedroom.

But you weren’t screaming because you were in trouble. You were inside another guy and screamed when he thrust back suddenly. “(Y/N)?” You looked up and cursed. You had been caught. “You’re cheating on me?” He choked up halfway through his words and dropped the flowers. Jimin had to go. He took the beer with him.

V (Taehyung)

You were his skater darling. The two of you met while at a special “Skate the Moon” event during Lunar New Year a couple of years ago. He believed that a higher power had sent you to be his. You ended up joining his skate crew because you were dating him. It was the weekly midnight skate.

Showing up at the skate park, he asked the others where you were. They said you had gone somewhere around the shed where old boards were stored. He went and heard giggling and kissing. Tae saw you pressed up against a newer member of the crew. You whispered how hot he was and how good he was at skating and other lewd things.

“What about me then?” Taehyung said, making you jump and you stammered out replies. He was trying not to cry. “Go home, both of you. You’re not a part of this crew anymore.” After one last longing glare, he decided to skate with the others. His friends asked what happened since they really didn’t know. He said he’d tell them at the pool as he stuffed his feelings down.

Jungkook

He had spent so long getting ready today. As usual, during his off day, he wanted to have a fancy dinner date with you. Suit, tie, glitter, completely decked out just so that he could spend money on you and a minimalist meal. Then he would have you for desert. He sent you a text every morning and night even if you were in different time zones.

It had been two-three years since you started dating seriously. You liked his personality. He was fun and silly and he adored you. You guys talked during dinner and then you went to the bathroom. Jungkook noticed your phone was left of the table as it lit up. He wasn’t gonna touch it until he saw several heart emojis as part of the text preview.

Ok, fine, he’d look this once. He was glad that he did. There were a bunch of back and forth texts with a guy named Kihyun. You were saying how cute he was and how you couldn’t wait to see him again. A pic of you in nothing but shorts. You raised your voice asking what he was doing. He returned the question, heard your lame ass excuse and broke up with you. Desert would be a tub of ice cream tonight.

[peaches-of-1]

Training: Day 9- Results

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You didn't scream when you woke up to Yoongi's face right there as he held you loosely, just smiled. You just remembered last night. That was wild. You were in a hoodie and underwear. The undies were yours, the hoodie was not. It didn't smell like you. It smelled of him, and you loved it.

“Morning, jagiya.” Yoongi mumbled and kissed your forehead. “We're off today. Let's grab some breakfast.”

You nodded, eager to know whether you passed the final boss, but also hungry. Last night’s lover stood and went to his closet mirror to fix his hair. You caught sight of red lines that went down his back.

Yoongi smiled, “Admiring your art work?”

“I did that?” You blushed. “Did it hurt?”

“Yep.” He replied, putting on a forest green pair of pants, and then returning to you.

You looked at him, “No shirt?”

He smirked and pointed to his back, “I want the boys to see it too.”

Holly barked at your ankles, letting you pick him up. “Time for breakfast, cutie.”

You three entered the living room/kitchen area. The pap pap pap of feet deafened by the carpeted hallway. Once you got to the tiled area, it was a cool feeling on the soles of your feet.

Kookie and Hobi were playing a video game while Tae watched and ate a bowl of cereal. Namjoon was half asleep at the table. His face was above a bowl of oatmeal that Jin pushed out of the way before RM's face hit the table. Jimin came in while Yoongi poured a bowl of cereal. You set Holly down, put a breakfast pastry in the microwave, and then poured him some food.

It was so normal. You were a bit anxious. Like, if you weren't gonna stay, then you wanted to start packing up. The sooner these memories seemed distant the better. You started to open the frosting and then stopped. Everyone's eyes were on Yoongi. They must've wanted to know already as well. Even the video game was paused.

Yoongi noticed the stillness. You couldn't help staring at him too. He look around.

“What?” He asked with food in his mouth.

Hobi answered, “Stop being like that. Did she make it or not?”

Yoongi's dark brown eyes looked at you, “Go to your room, (Y/N).”

With your breakfast pastry, you made a huffy and pouty face and went to your room. SsyongSsyong followed at your feet.

There was a basket on your bed. The attached note was in Jihye's handwriting. “Open for your results.”

You set your plate down on your night stand and quickly got the wrapping off. There was candy and pairs of underwear. And a card.

You opened the card and a paper fell out. It was a summary of your performance. You started to cry. All the names had PASS by it...you looked for Yoongi's... Reading it, you raced out and hugged that cold shouldered son of a bitch from behind and cried.

Jin grabbed the paper from your hand and gasped, “No way!”

Jimin was closest, so he looked over his shoulder. “She passed! (Y/N) passed!”

Tae asked, “She's staying?”

Jin nodded and everyone erupted in cheers! Happy tears slid down your cheeks. Yoongi pushed you off and pat your head.

“We had enough tears last night. No more crying, ok?”

You nodded and wiped your tears, thanking him. Thanking the other members. Jihye entered with champagne and confetti and gave you a huge hug.

“I knew I opened up to you for a reason.”

You laughed and then remembered, “Oh, Jihye. Wait right here.”

You ran into your room and came back out with a small box. “It's to say thanks for all your hard work.”

She opened it, happily surprised. It was a winking ChimChim pin. You knew Jimin was her bias, so you gave her your fave pin related to him.

Jihye hugged you again, “Oh my goodness. You're so sweet!”

Jungkook grabbed your head and pulled it against him, “You really are perfect, aren't you?”

You shook your head, “It's not that. I just love you too much. All of you.”

Yeontan was around your ankles. You picked them up. “Each and every one of you. I did what I had to do to stay, and I will continue to do so.”

“I love you too.” Namjoon said.

“So do I!” Jin said.

Jimin added, “I love you more than they do!”

Everyone else said it too, trying to outdo each other.

During the next few weeks, things were finalized. You moved out of your apartment with friends and in with the boys. The excuse this time was that Jihye needed a new roommate to continue to afford her current place. You’d still see them on campus.

When the boys traveled, you would travel with them as part of their entourage. No one would question a familiar face that way. As for school, it came first, then the boys. You weren’t allowed to travel during exam season.

You became their friend. You were officially their lover. They cared about you, and you for them. Part of your knew that they’d get other partners, and that it’d be romantic with them. But you knew what you signed up for. You couldn’t get upset if ever that day did come.

There was a knock on your door as you finished putting up your fairy lights. They respected boundaries like bedrooms, so no random bursting in. It was Taehyung.

“Oh, hey, Tae.”

“Hey, your room looks great. The boys and I are gonna play a few video games before practice. You wanna join?”

You smile and hop off the furniture, “Yeah. Sounds great.”

FIN.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed. I’ll be continuing this but just like sporadically, not every day like I have been doing. If there’s a certain situation you want, just let me know, and it might end up in a chapter! (Just make sure I know it’s for the Training AU)

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Training: Secrets Make

DID SOMEONE SAY ANGST? It was me. I said angst. Three whole chapters of it. Smut thrown in here and there!

Hiya, this is a part of my Training Series. You can start from here if you really want to know origin and stuff. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

The House | Mstrlst | Aesthetic Survey

You had been with the boys for three months now. It was about time for finals to start, and they had been fucking with you less. They didn’t make you play with them too long or had mid-day sessions in order to let you have more time to study.

“Your school work is more important.” They said.

Though, they would find ways to make studying more fun with games. Regular and lewd ones. Tonight was Biology and lewdness. There was a study sheet and for every question you got right, they would take off a piece of clothing. If you got a question wrong, then they’d put it back on. If you got them all naked by the end of it, you got to fuck.

You got to fuck. Not for too long, though because you needed decent sleep before your final tomorrow. Your brain was tired, so Yoongi fucked you. There was no reason to use your brain when you were just following orders.

Then he cleaned and tucked you in, kissing your cheek before heading towards his own bed. There was a weird, non orgasmic feeling in your stomach, but you were just way too tired to do anything about it.

The feeling was gone in the morning...for the most part. It was now to small to notice, so you got dressed, got your notes for last minute refreshing and were driven to your car. People would recognize a new car at the boys’ place, so it was kept in a special midway point between their home and the school.

After taking the test, you double checked a few things and then turned your Scan-tron in. You turned your ringer back on and saw the boys had sent you good luck messages while mixing baking soda with dyed vinegar.

You smiled and giggled. Told them how you think it went and they tell you how proud they are of you. Then you head to the nearest food place and grab some food stuff.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” This random voice calls, not nicely. There’s like a double meaning or something that confused you.

You were even more confused after not recognizing the face. It was some chick who was trying way to hard to look like an edgy nerd. Piercings here and there, purple hair, shaved head, old styled glasses.

Anyways, you replied, “Yes?”

“So, are you just now a slut or have you always been a whore?”

Several people looked in your direction. The girl didn’t flinch, but you shrunk beneath their gaze.

Only like 9 people could call you that. Seven were BTS, two were your best friends who were joking. You look at this girl. “Um, excuse me?”

She put her feet on the table, “You heard me, Dick sucker.”

“I did hear you, but I have no idea what you mean. I haven’t done anything to be called anything along those lines. Also, I’m sure I’m not the only girl or guy that would answer to that name.” You leaned back in your chair.

Your passing gay friend high-fived you as he passed by. Then you started eating again, seeing that this chick was just trying to start trouble.

“That may be true.” Miss Edgelord said. “But they don’t suck k-pop dick.”

You stopped chewing and your eyes grew. “What?” You swallowed and a shit eating grin came across her face.

She chuckled, “You heard me, (Y/N). Oh I love this song. You should hear it, too.”

She stuck a bud in your ear and it was a recording of you moaning and calling out Jungkook’s name.

“S-someone’s gonna see us!”

“I promise you, we’re fine. No one is here other than who you already know. Oh yes, just like that.”

Your own whining moans and gasps filled your ear, and you blushed, yanking it away. How did this girl get that? Horror filled you. All she could do was smile.

“Who are you?” You asked.

“Call me Heather. I know everything, (Y/N), and I’m going to show and tell everyone that you’re k-pop’s biggest whore. I wonder what will happen when the world finds out that Bangtan can’t control their dicks, so they got a live in cum-slut.”

“Why?” You weren’t thinking of yourself. “Why would you do that? Did I do something to you? If so, I apologize.” It would ruin the boys’ reputation. “Was it some, was it a joke or something I said?”

She held up a hand for me to stop talking. “I like chaos. I love ruining lives, and that’s that. However, you can stop this from going public.”

“How?” You’d do anything.

She took her feet of the table and leaned in, “Leave them.” She stood up and spoke directly into your ear. “You’ve got a week to say your goodbyes and get your life back to normal, or I make it hell, Princess.”

The purple-haired demon placed something in your hand, and left. There was suddenly a chill in the air that hadn’t been there before. You no longer had the stomach to eat. Ok, first things first.

Were you actually gonna leave? They needed you! They liked you! It took them forever to find someone like you, and you were just gonna leave!?!? You nodded to yourself. Yeah. They could find someone else. They had before. They’d probably find someone better, too.

You couldn’t let this get out. It wasn’t about you. Well, Heather was making it about you. In your heart of hearts, you’d do anything and everything to keep the boys’ rep clean, especially if you were the problem. It’d be best to leave without a trace.

Where would you live? Maybe your friends would take you back in. Also, you could probably get a new job and get an apartment of your own pretty quickly. See, even your plan was simple. All you had to do was do it.

One week after you left...

She was just gone. She hadn’t said anything, but she was gone. Had they done something wrong? Was it just too much for her? Was she starting to fall in love with someone?

Yoongi was in his room much more often now. Jungkook and Tae would play games nonstop, more often rage-quitting than not about the simplest things. Jin just...he was a bit delusional, saying he couldn’t wait for (Y/N) to come back from school so he could play with her. Jimin hadn’t stopped crying for days. Wouldn’t even talk to Namjoon who was trying to keep everyone together while hiding his own pain.

Hoseok...ultimately detached from humans and focused on dance. He sometimes wouldn’t be seen for days on end because of practicing. It was really overexerting his body, but pain was the only thing he wanted to feel, not sadness, not loneliness, just the ache of sore muscles.

There was this one fucking move he couldn’t get right. All the others had it down, but not him. Not him. Not...him. She didn’t stay for him. How did he not notice until it was too late? (Y/N) had stopped talking to them as much. Everything about her was less engaged.

He thought it had just been stress and finals, but there had to be something more. He tried the intro to the move and just stopped moving. No, not this, not tears. Hoseok tried to muffle his cries, but it was no use. He missed her so much and his heart felt so empty.

She wasn’t the one who fell in love this time.

You were wearing high socks, shorts, and a tank top as you leaned on the doorway looking into the living room. Namjoon was sitting on the couch, writing or something.

“Um, Joonie?”

“Yes, Princess?” He called you that every day now. You were gonna miss it.

You scratched your face, “Can you show me how to turn off cameras or can you at least turn the ones off in my room? I’m just feeling super paranoid and stressed, the camera’s aren’t helping.”

Namjoon looked up at you, and you gave him a neutral expression, pressing your lips together into a line. You had no choice but to leave. That girl. That Heather. She could ruin their lives, and you didn’t want that. The boys worked too hard to get where they were in their careers.

He stood and kissed your lips, “Sure. Follow me. I’ll show you how to do it in case you start feeling this way again and we aren’t home.”

“Thanks.” You said and followed.

You had cried earlier. Right now, tears were threatening to spill again, but you held them back until you were back in your room. The curtains on the window door were drawn. You couldn’t have anyone see you pack. You only had seven days.

For the time being, you were gonna live back at home for a bit. It wasn’t too far from the school, and your mom wouldn’t ask too many questions. Mostly just why you were coming home. You’d tell her what you told your friends.

The apartment complex you and Jihye stayed at was being torn down or remodeled or something so you had to move out and would find a new place to stay as soon as possible. It would be fine. Just the memories would hurt for a while. They’d fade, though. Someday.

Someone knocked on your door. You stopped crying and wiped your face.

“Yeah?” You called.

“Are you ok in there?” Hoseok asked. “Sounds like you’re crying.”

You forced a chuckle, “Just finals stuff. Getting a bit frustrated.”

“You know we’re here to help.”

“Yeah, I know. It’s...it’s ok.”

A pause, “Alright. We’re all headed out now. Don’t overwork yourself. Can’t learn anything when you’re too frustrated to think.”

You smiled sadly and swallowed your tears, “Thanks!”

His footsteps retreated and you let out a breath. You had seven days. Seven days to say goodbye before summer began. When the boys were on tour, they’d forget about you. It was for the better.

“At least tell them you’re leaving.” Your inside voice told you. It was a constant war within you.

“I can’t. They’d ask too many questions and then they’d go after her. Then she’d release the information. I can’t risk anyone knowing.”

You looked at the bed. You’d just gotten used to sleeping in it. It was made for royalty, and you’d miss it.

Two weeks after you left...

Jimin had been left home alone since he was feeling too sick to do anything. It was heartsickness. He missed her. His Madame, his sweet (Y/N) and left without leaving a trace of herself behind. The sunlight was gone by the time he woke up from crying himself to sleep.

He walked through the living room and through the hallway to her room. It was meant for the princess they treated her like. Had they not done it well enough? Why didn’t she come and talk to them? Did they ignore her? Did they work too hard? Not love her enough?

Not just sex. Actual love because that’s what it was. They actually loved her. At least Jimin did. She was so sweet. As soft as the comforter of her bed. He remembered how many times they had kissed on here. They usually just cuddled and snuggled in her room.

Helped her with homework. She used to lay her head down on this pillow, even humped it a few times. No one had come in here since the boys carefully went through looking for anything she left behind. Any memento. The bed still smelled like her.

Jimin remembered the last text from her as he held her pillow to his chest. It was out of no where. “I’m sorry. I have to go. Goodbye. <3 ;__;”

No explanation! Just gone! He clutched the pillow tighter and started sobbing. Why did she leave? She was perfect! She was...perfect.

After carting two suitcases full of clothes to your car, you had to stop. The boys were home. They wanted to help you with your finals again, but you said no. You just wanted to sleep, you lied. You weren’t hungry.

During the middle of the night, you went to eat something and then your body craved something more. Goodbye sex. That’s what this would have to be, everything you did this week.

You snuck into Jin’s room where everyone was sound asleep and crawled under his sheets to rub him. He didn’t wake up until you were rutting against his very hard penis.

“What are you doing, jagi?”

“I needed you.” You whisper, hands on his stomach. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t wait Mmm! Your majesty.”

He thrust into you, making you have to quiet a moan. You weren’t expecting him to react so quickly.

Jin shushed you, “Peasant girl is the prince’s secret lover, huh? You really did like that one.”

You nodded. That’s why you chose to do it like that.

“How about you ride me properly?”

“Ok.” You reply and slowly slide yourself onto him. It’s a struggle not to cry out from pleasure.

As you rode him, you thought of how many different ideas and characters you had played for him. The different props he fucked you on and with. You made sure to remember his moans, his quiet moans, as you really wanted to only know happiness when you thought back to your time with him.

Three days after you left...

Jin had trouble sleeping in his own bed after she left. He was too groggy the last time they fucked--so he hadn’t remembered as much as he wish he had--but it was on that bed. She knew she was leaving, but he didn’t. It wasn’t fair for her to have only had a proper goodbye.

No. He shook at his his head with his hands trying to fix his memory. She had only left for the day. She was still a student and so she had classes to go to today. It was a weekend. Then she was out with friends and would be back before too long. She’d be back. (Y/N) would be back. He knew it. She had to. He loved her too much for her to just go away without a proper goodbye. (Y/N) would be back. She had said it herself.

Instead, he slept on the couch. He couldn’t stand to sleep in his own room anymore. Everything reminded the eldest of the girl he loved. He shouldn’t have loved her. Of course she was gonna leave. Nothing he truly got enjoyment out of could last long or forever or end well. That’s how his life was.

Nothing good could stay. Only his career. Well, that was gonna go down the drain now.

As the oldest, he had to act as if everything was ok. Everything could only be ok if she was coming back to them. So that’s what he did. It was insanity or near it, but Jin would do anything to make sure things were fine.

Everything wasn’t fine, but delusion clouded all judgement not just the one inside. Pretend things were perfect. He was the oldest. That was his job. He wasn’t just a handsome face.

TO BE CONTINUED... >

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Day 7: NJ’s Notes

SUBJECT #298

Namjoon had to lay down on his bead and just relive all of it over again. She had been such a good girl for him. He couldn’t remember the last time it had been so much fun to fuck a person not part of BTS. At first, it was like a “Maybe we shouldn’t fuck other members.” then they got horny. Just dudes being dudes, obviously.

Then six months ago happened. Spin the bottle. Now, they had experienced so much. They had put their careers on the line for a good fuck multiple times. It was crazy, but it seemed like it finally paid off.

TOYS USED: Maid Outfit #F69 + anal plug, Upstairs Kitchen, Dildo #221, Pink ribbon #5

TOTAL PLAYTIME: 3 hours 16 minutes

OTHER INFORMATION/YOUR THOUGHTS: Holy fuck! Yes! She is amazing! (Y/N) is a great submissive as she is playful, but doesn’t push too many boundaries. There was a moment even before playing that happened outside where a friend got involved in our game. She played along perfectly.

She also wasn’t shy about using a safe word when she couldn’t obey a command any longer due to her body. Her communication was great, and there’s not much to say other than she was fantastic. She made me push myself a bit father than usual which is always a plus. The best part is that the bed didn't break this time!

FINAL DECISION: Fail or {Pass}?

That was one of the easiest decisions Namjoon ever made in his life.