#~yoonie having a crisis

[soft-bellied-tannies]

SBT Little Bite #9

As soon as he pulled the shirt down over his head, Jin instantly thought he must have grabbed Yoongi’s or Jimin’s shirt with the way it hugged his midsection. The fabric pulled tight against his belly, emphasizing the softness.

Jin had always been bigger than the other two omegas, taller with broader shoulders and wider hips. Yoongi was slim all around while Jimin was lean and toned, both considered more typical omega presenting.

However, the shoulders of the shirt immediately let him know that it didn’t belong to either of his omega mates considering the only part that actually fit was the broad shoulders. That meant the shirt belonged to one of the alphas.

Jin’s hands immediately found his stomach, giving his plush middle a gentle squish. He was aware that he had put on a little weight lately, his appetite increasing so much that Jin had taken two pregnancy tests in the past month - knowing they would both be negative but still attempting to find an excuse.

Slipping the shirt back off, Jin checked the tag and knew that the shirt belonged to Jungkook - their alpha that was known for wearing slightly oversized clothes. Granted this shirt was one of his more properly-sized athletic shirts, but it was still bigger than what Jin would have typically needed.

Jin went back to the closet and chose one of Namjoon’s hoodies, usually a choice of Jimin’s rather than his own - the omega also noting that the hoodie barely covered his ass where it would nearly reach Jimin’s knees when he wore it.

The realization was finally hitting Jin that it was most definitely more than a few pounds now. Before he could find the scale to see just how much had been added, Hoseok cleared his throat from the doorway.

“Everything okay in here?”

Jin snapped his head around, cheeks flushing from being caught. “Uh, yeah, just getting dressed.”

“Well, if it’s worth anything, I much preferred the shirt.”

Jin felt speechless for a moment, feeling shocked at what the alpha was implying. “I…um…really?”

“Definitely! You look cute, Jinnie!” Taehyung suddenly declared, peeking out from the side of the doorway with Jungkook over his shoulder watching silently.

Jin startled, holding a hand to his chest. “Damn it, Tae, you’re going to give me a heart attack.”

Namjoon walked up behind them, shooing them both away and entering the bedroom alone. He wrapped his arms around Jin and kissed his forehead. “Sorry about them, Yoongi and I tried to keep them away.”

“It’s okay,” Jin replied, unsure if he meant it, still considering the praise from his mates.

“For what it’s worth, you are so beautiful, Jin. I’m not saying it to appease you, I truly mean it,” Namjoon said as he noticed the omega’s crisis.

Jin smiled and leaned into the alpha’s embrace. “Thank you. I guess I just was surprised by how much I have…you know, gained.”

Namjoon nodded, trying to acknowledge Jin’s feelings even though he and the pack thoroughly enjoyed the omega’s softer body. “We love it.”

Jin blushed again but for a different reason. He wasn’t entirely sure what to say, just appreciative for his pack. They were joined by another person before Jin could find the right words to say.

Jimin walked over, sneaking his arms around Jin from behind and kissing his shoulder. He looked up at Namjoon with a comforting smile, telling the alpha that he had it under control.

“Yoonie and I fixed up the nest. Come cuddle with us for a little while, babe,” Jimin said quietly while he subtly scented the older omega.

Jin turned his head with a grateful smile, the lingering worry melting away with all the love from his pack. He kissed Jimin’s forehead as an answer and let the omega take his hand to lead him toward their nest.

Maybe gaining weight was pretty good for him if Jin was going to get pampered and loved on so well. Plus, Jin may have decided that it felt satisfying by the end of his little wardrobe mishap. He took account of how Namjoon's hoodie fit and figured maybe that was his next goal - surely the pack would help.

[jiminslight]

😩soph

jords what the heck 😭 this attack i- 💔 but what is he so precious for!! he literally doesn’t even have to try to be this adorable and yet-!! he won’t leave me alone ugshzjsjs

[sqades]

tagged by @pinkbians to do this tag game (๑^ں^๑) thank sm!

rules: post lockscreen, home screen, and last played song

i’m sorry hobi i know ur my bias but i’ve been having such a crisis over yoonie lately（>﹏<） forgive me

i’m tagging @nyamjoon-kim @bigtit-ent @minlexia @softesthobi ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚

[jwminssi]

take my hands now {jikook}

“jungkook has felt many things but by far the worst of them was loneliness. he's standing on the ledge of a tall building when a stranger convinces him he won't be alone forever.

inspired by that one scene in the euphoria mv and the save me webtoon.”

rated m // word count: 1.4k // read on ao3 // warnings: light angst, suicide mentions, sad with a happy ending, jungkook-centric

the wind is cold against jungkook’s skin, a sharp reminder that he can feel much more than he ever wished to.

he watches the city moving below him, the lights that give life to seoul’s streets are as bright as ever; under each one of those lights is a person, a couple, a family or a group of friends… there are so many of them and yet no one seems to care about where he is.

but he shouldn’t be surprised, it shouldn’t hurt the way it does. no one knows him, not really.

except for his mom. and, well… taehyung.

but his mom is dead and taehyung is somewhere with his boyfriend, and jungkook had to lie and say he was okay so that he wouldn’t stay home with him that night. taehyung deserves better than having to babysit his best friend because he can’t go too long without having a crisis.

jungkook sighs and looks up at the sky. there are no stars, a sign that it’s going to rain later, and he catches himself wondering if it will take long enough for someone to find him before the raindrops can wash his blood from the pavement.

his thoughts go back to his mom, he wonders if she would be proud of the person he became. certainly not. but then again, if she was still alive, he would probably be a very different version of himself; a happier one.

jungkook sighs and closes his eyes as he stretches out his arms. the wind is stronger now and it almost feels good to be alive. standing on the ledge like this, it almost feels like he has wings. he feels himself smile and his eyes slowly open, finding that he’s not scared at all. no, he’s relieved.

so close, you’re so close, he thinks. it’s almost over.

“seoul looks pretty from up here, huh?” jungkook is startled by the voice, even though the words are spoken softly and sweetly to him. he doesn’t answer. “makes us forget about all the shitty things that happen down there.”

jungkook can definitely agree with that.

“who are you?” he asks, looking to the side to study the stranger. he’s standing on the ledge just like him – jungkook wants to tell him to get down, it’s dangerous, but he doesn’t –, his eyes focused on a fixed point on the streets, the lights reflecting on his small nose and plump lips. he’s pretty, jungkook decides, though it’s surely not the time for this.

“i’m jimin.” he answers and looks over at jungkook with a smile. yeah, definitely pretty. “you?”

“jungkook.” he mutters his own name. it sounds strange to him now.

“i wish the stars were out tonight…” jimin comments, looking up with a sigh. jungkook frowns at him, wondering what exactly is going on inside his brain.

“what are you doing here?” he asks, simply because he can’t help himself. he needs to know.

“celebrating.” jimin says, smiling softly.

“celebrating what?” jungkook continues with the questions and holds back the urge to scoff; he wishes he had something to celebrate.

“a year ago, i was standing here, on the exact same spot we are right now.” jimin starts, still looking ahead of them. “i came here to do the exact same thing you were about to do.”

it takes a moment for jungkook to process that information and they stay in silence as he does. jimin doesn’t say anything else and jungkook is still thinking about the funny way fate works when he says his next words.

“but you didn’t.”

“but i didn’t.” jimin agrees with a nod.

“why?” jungkook asks, the single word coming out as a whisper. jimin looks at him then, and jungkook sees himself in his eyes, the dark orbs an open window to his soul.

“my best friend called. yoonie hyung, the caller id said.” he smiles. jungkook wonders how he can be so fond of the memories from the day he almost died. “he was really excited, said he had just finished his best song yet and wanted me to be the first person to listen to it.” jimin pauses then and swallows; maybe it’s not as easy for him as jungkook initially thought. “i started crying, sobbing into the phone so hard i couldn’t even answer any of his questions. jimin, where the fuck are you?, he was asking,” jimin giggles softly as he tries to mimic his friend’s voice “and it’s never a good sign when he calls me jimin, it’s always a nickname… so i started crying even harder, i didn’t want him to find out, didn’t want him to be angry at me. but he wasn’t angry, he was just… really worried.” jimin sounds in awe and jungkook understands; it’s hard to believe someone truly cares. “so i got down, sat as far away from the ledge as i could and stayed there until he got here. i don’t remember much after that, not even getting home that night, but when i woke up the next day i was thankful he had called.”

there’s a long silence that stretches itself between them. jimin remains silent, allowing jungkook to digest everything he just told him. jungkook doesn’t really know how to react to it, has no idea what the etiquette for this type of situation is, so he just stands there as he thinks about what he just heard. the wind is even stronger now and in the back of jungkook’s mind he registers a dash of lightning in the distance but there’s no space in his brain for anything that’s not jimin and his words.

he wants to know what happened next. needs to know how jimin went from wanting to throw himself from a building to someone that stops people that want to do the same.

“well, i don’t have anyone to call me. my best friend thinks i’m home.” jungkook finally says in a low voice. but he’s still thinking about jimin’s story, and all of a sudden the ground doesn’t look so inviting from up there anymore.

“you have me. and i’m not calling, i’m here…” jimin says as he jumps back into the safety of the rooftop. “and that’s better, because that way you can’t ignore me.” he smiles as he offers jungkook his hand, which the younger reluctantly takes.

when his feet touch the ground and it finally dawns on jungkook that he’s not jumping anymore, all the pent-up emotion catches up to him and he breaks down in tears. jimin is there for him, pulling him to sit down with comforting words that jungkook can’t really pay attention to but that work anyway.

he lets everything out and it feels like he’s crying for everything that happened to him over the years. he doesn’t know why he’s crying, can’t tell what he’s feeling, but it’s liberating to let himself go like this.

jungkook doesn’t know how much time passes and he definitely gets why jimin doesn’t remember anything from after he got down into safety; he can’t seem to get a grip on reality or anything that’s not jimin’s hand rubbing circles on the small of his back and his whispered words in his ear.

when jungkook has calmed down, jimin carefully wipes his tears and smiles. “i’m really craving a strawberry milkshake right now, what do you say, jungkookie?”

jungkook laughs then, and he’s a mess of different feelings, but he doesn’t really care. it’s the first time he genuinely laughs like this in years and he’ll desperately chase whatever is making him feel like this.

in this case, jimin.

jimin, with his kind eyes and soft voice.

jimin, with his sweet laugh and his small, careful hands.

jimin, with the brightest soul jungkook has ever seen.

just… jimin. all of him.

so jungkook nods enthusiastically and gets up. when they get down to the street and he sees all those lights right in front of him, he takes a deep breath.

when the first sip of the milkshake touches his tongue and the sweetness invades his taste buds, jungkook looks over at jimin sitting across of him and ranting about why this diner is the best one in seoul, and he suddenly understands what jimin meant about being thankful.

[godisaknife]

the scene im writing just enrolled in my head and. damn. cool. im fine. this is cool everything is fine im fine [loud screaming]

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??? which carrd format did yall use??

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So, you don't like me anymore. You should've just said that instead of disappearing. At least break up like a normal person.

Jett

;-;

im sorry, I wasn't aware that we were together in the first place..?

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hhhhhhHHHHH nauuurrr im tired but my moots are awake now:(

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Yooni- fuck

I swear I got new pockets yesterday

anyways, I want to be in between them, please and thank you

- Tired

*whips off glasses*

*POINTS* SIMP. SIMP. SIMP.

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genuinely cannot express how much i love my moots rn

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yelan calling you darling with an almost closed-eye smile and a tiny smirk, leaning in dangerously close.

? why's she calling me darling? all i am is 'aether's"<33

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im never gonna get to see xyli on my dash again

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Shinobu sighed contently, one of the few rare moments where she actually felt at peace. With her job, she’s constantly on guard every moment of the day. But when you rest your head on her chest, she melts at the sight and feeling. The fuzzy feeling she gets when you both can rest with each other. She rubs your back gently, holding you close. There’s not a lot of moments where she melts so easily but when it comes to you, it only takes a matter of seconds before she caves in. 

She would do anything to protect your smile.

she smiles enough for the both of us🙄

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“Shove you against a wall platonically?” Yelan raised an eyebrow in amusement. “How about unplatonically.”

*nervous laugh* but you see, im hopelessly in love with aether

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Yelan raises your face with her pointer and thumb, “Friend huh? Is that what we are now?”

Yeh. Friends that kiss sometimes yaknow. sometimes u gotta shove me against a wall, platonically ofc, and-

[raincxtter]

what if your "best friend" kuroo kissed you? what would you do then, huh?

cough cough i'd stick my tong- what?

i'd... stick... to my morals... and.... and stay with aether....