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the95liner · 7 years ago

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♟: for hearthrob hobiii

♟: Getting flashed by your muse

needless to say, this will be NSFW lmao, the return of fuckboy!hoseok~

Rude. That’s what Hoseok was. Absolutely fucking rude.

He knew just how attractive he was in that football uniform and you hated it. You sat fuming at the bleachers because this wasn’t even an official game and every time he ran passed that bold white line on the field, brown ball tucked safely under his arm, he would throw that ball so aggressively on to the ground, then turn around and wink at you, smirk at you, lick his lips at you or worse of all—gesture for you to be ready to sit on his face.

You suppose this was partly your fault. Before the practice you both had made a bet, if he scored every point for his team, you would sit on his face and if he didn’t— you would suck his dick in the locker room. You didn’t know why Hoseok had an obsession for eating you out but it was probably for the same reason you had an unhealthy obsession for sucking dick— his sounds, the moans, the grunts and the roughness that took over him as he encouraged you, and probably the way he looked after you had swallowed every drop of his cum. God, just the idea that you had caused him to glow like that was enough for you to get on your knees ready for him.

You look down at your feet as a smile creeps on to your face, head shaking at your own ridiculousness, you were both unselfish lovers and it worked out great for both you. Just as you tore your gaze away from the field, a loud chorus of cheers took over the audience again. Looking up you saw that your boyfriend had scored once again and was now pointing at you. In that moment, you didn’t know what came over you— possibly tired of all the teasing the man has done, you lifted your shirt up above your chest, flashing your boyfriend (and everyone that was looking at you).

You tilt your head and smirk as Hoseok’s smile falls right off his face and he almost stumbles backwards. He was definitely not expecting that. You laugh as you pull your shirt back down, thankful that you had decided to ditch your bra today. But when you look back up at your boyfriend, you saw that his expression had darken and he was currently taking off his jersey as he climbed up the bleachers— two stairs at a time to reach you.

Your smirk widens as Hoseok stops in front of you, his sweaty shirtless body was overwhelming but the reaction you had induced was toxic. Hoseok doesn’t do anything but stand in front of you, breathing hard from exercise, and possibly… arousal.

God, he was so hot.

You break out of your trance as you hear the people around you scream, Hoseok’s team scored again.

You press your lips against Hoseok’s cheek and murmur mockingly, “you didn’t score.”

“Not yet.”

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yoonia · 7 years ago

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petals 010#: secret santa

#010 - When Baby Min got a matching sweater with Daddy (A Christmas edition)

➽ Character/Genre/words | Min Yoongi x occasional OC | Parenthood!au, Fluff | 1,689 words

➽ Author’s Note | based on my Baby Min headcanons. Please ignore the fact that I was having a hot summer Christmas at the time I was writing this.

One of the things that Yoongi has pictured himself doing as a father is to dress up his son or daughter the same way he dresses. He has had this mental image of wearing matching clothes or any fashion attires with his little one for so long, probably even before his wife ever found out that she was pregnant with his child. Or perhaps even before, when he was lying in bed with his wife and talked about their plans for conceiving children.

So as soon as his child has finally arrived in this world, Yoongi would not stop rambling about his plans, about his intentions of doing so right away. But of course, his wife will always try her best to hold him back.

“Yoongi, that coat is still too big for the baby. It’s made for a two-year-old,” she laughs while tugging gently on Yoongi’s top to pull him away from the small coat he is currently admiring. It is only ten days before Christmas, when Yoongi takes his small family―his wife and his small baby―for a trip to the mall to do some Christmas shopping.

Yoongi is not someone who is used to celebrating Christmas before, most certainly because he has always been working even on the holidays. But apparently having little baby Min has changed him in many ways, including adding his interest in celebrating almost everything. Christmas is no different. He has been talking about Christmas gifts and what he is going to get for the baby―he even had bought some of them months before December comes. And that is how he ends up browsing through the aisles of baby clothing trying to find the perfect Christmas outfit for the baby, something that might match his style.

“But the coat looks like the one I just bought last month,” he whines at his wife with his eyes still set on the small coat that is hanging on the rack in front of him. “And they even got the exact same colour too.”

“Honey, the baby will drown in that thing,” his wife continues to laugh, which later is joined by the baby who is being carried by the curious young father. The little child keeps giggling at their parents before their tiny hands start to move to try and reach out for the coat.

“See? Dumpling loves it too,” Yoongi says with a victorious grin. He flashes a quick smirk before he continues rummaging the racks to find a smaller sized coat for his baby, before one of the shop assistants informs him that there is no size available that is small enough for his baby.

“Why aren’t you growing up faster, dumpling? Hurry up and get bigger so we can have matching things,” he looks down at his baby with a pout as the small family walks away from the store. “You would have looked really good wearing that coat. We’d be the coolest pair ever on Christmas day. And it looks warm too―” he continues while rubbing his baby’s fingers that are curled on his chest. “―you get cold so easily, you poor thing. That coat would look nice on you while keeping you warm during holidays.”

His wife only smiles from the side, before leaning up to kiss her husband gently. “Have patience, love. We have plenty of time. Let’s enjoy the moment for now, alright?”

Yoongi’s eagerness slowly dies down when he becomes so busy with work. Tons of projects awaits him as it gets closer to the actual holiday, that he spends most of his time out at work. It worries him at first that his wife would complain to him for not helping her out to prepare for Christmas when the couple have planned on holding a small party at home. That is, until she convinces him that she is capable of preparing everything on her own.

“I got this, don’t worry,” she says one time when Yoongi has to leave early in the morning to go to his studio. She continues to reassure Yoongi about it for the remaining days that Yoongi tries his best not to worry about it too much, until one day he decides to come home early from work and catches his wife rushing to hide something from his eyes.

“What are you doing?” he asks her as he stands at the entrance hall of their home with boxes of Christmas tree decorations and small lamps, staring at his wife who is sitting in the lounge in such an awkward and curious position.

“Nothing,” she answers nonchalantly, shaking her head while keeping her hands on her back. “I was just― um, reading. What are you doing home this early?”

“What do you have behind you?”

She turns her eyes to look away as she tries to find an excuse, before forcing a smile. “Just something I was looking at,” she answers quickly, before pushing whatever she was holding away and leaves her seat in a rush. “Why don’t you take a break or see the baby while I prepare for dinner?” she tells Yoongi while pushing him away, trying her best to block his sight with her whole body and make sure he does what she asks him to.

“Is everything okay?” he asks her curiously, still trying to look back towards the couch but lets her push him away from the room. Not that he can do anything about it anyway, since he has his hands busy carrying a box.

“Everything is fine. Just make sure the baby doesn’t get fussy when being woken up, alright?”

Yoongi only chuckles at his wife. He is still oblivious to what is really going on, but he complies anyway. His inner self is telling him that she might be preparing a little surprise, judging from her secretive look and actions, and not to mention how he keeps catching her staying up late for a few nights in a row. Whatever it is, he is willing to let her succeed in her plans and he is excited to know what she is preparing for him.

It is finally Christmas morning.

Yoongi finds his bed empty when he wakes up and he jolts up right away, worrying if he has woken up too late when he is supposed to be spending the morning with his family. This will be his baby’s first gift opening event and he certainly hates to miss anything. He rushes out to wash his face before heading to see his baby, only to find that the crib is also empty.

He starts to regret that he had to work late even on Christmas Eve. Even though he still had a chance to sit by the Christmas tree last night until his baby fell asleep, he was too tired to wake up early when he wanted to be the one to carry his child to see the gifts first thing in the morning.

“Morning, Daddy,” he hears his wife hums softly to greet him as he walks in towards the lounge. His eyes fall on the beautiful tree at first. The decorations which he had put on the night before together with his little child and the baby’s mother are now glowing under the sunlight. And then he looks over to his wife that is sitting on the floor with cheerful baby Min on her lap, excitingly tearing apart a teal hologram gift wrapping paper with their tiny fingers.

“Morning,” he greets them while joining them to sit over the fluffy warm carpet. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” he whines with a pout before leaving a soft kiss on his wife’s temple.

“I’m sorry, the baby was being all fussy and we didn’t want to interrupt Daddy’s sleep,” she giggles while leaning to her husband. She looks down at their baby as he pulls away, pointing out to what the baby is wearing. “Look at what the Santa brought for little dumpling.”

He looks down at his baby who is grinning widely with their own version of a mini gummy smile, their face looks bright for a morning fussy baby, but the one that catches his eyes is what the baby is now wearing. He stares in awe as he studies the fuzzy warm sweater they are wearing, a knitted wool sweater made with ivory coloured threads and a grey-brown line on the chest that fits perfectly on their body, the pattern and the texture evidently show that it is possibly made by hand. And from the red tired marks that are visible on the tips of his wife’s fingers, he immediately knows who had made them.

“You made this?” he asks her, which she answers with an excited nod.

“Now go see what Santa had brought for Dad,” she says with a wink, nodding towards a gift that was wrapped in teal hologram paper―the familiar one that is already shredded on the carpet thanks to the work of baby Min―which Yoongi reaches out excitedly.

It takes him mere seconds to open up the gift, and soon enough his smile grows wide when his eyes land on the exact same knitted sweater inside―a matching ivory colored one with grey-brown line on the chest with the one his little child has on them―and when he pulls it out from its cover, he finds out that it was made for his size. He lets out a gasp when he puts it on, completely in awe of the fact that it fits him perfectly.

“And you made this too?” he asks his wife, immediately pulling her into a hug when she answers with another nod.

“Now you can both wear a matching outfit for Christmas,” she says with a pride smile, feeling relieved that both Yoongi and her baby are enjoying her little surprise. “Merry Christmas.”

Yoongi has to take a long deep breath to hold back his tears. He feels highly overwhelmed by how warm his chest feels at the moment. He finally got his wish of wearing a matching outfit with his little child, all thanks to his secret Santa.

“Merry Christmas.”

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