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Nice sweater( Kim Seokjin x reader)

Summery:In a game of Truth or Dare, you’re dared to sneak into your crush’s dorm and steal one article of clothing to wear the next day. It just so happens that the hoodie you snatched was Jin’s favorite sweater.

Genre: Crack, Fluff

warnings: slight achole use

“No way.” You shook your head, kicking your legs out in front of you as you ignored Jeongguk’s poking and prodding. It was a relatively relaxed Friday night, and you and your friends decided to spend it in your dorm with a bottle of whisky and a game of Truth or Dare. The truths ranged from anything to, “Fuck, marry, kill: Jinyoung,Jackson, bambam ” to, “Who was the last person you sent a nude to?” And the dares weren’t any better. Chaeyoung  practically vomiting in the corner served as a great reminder of that.

You were just grateful the dares you received were rather mundane.

That was, until now.

“Y/N, you have to do it!” said Kookie.

“Can’t I just forfeit this round and take a shot?”

“Nope, that’s only allowed for truths,” she quipped.

You glanced over at Yoongi, a pleading look on your face, but you were met with a nonchalant shrug.

“Rules are rules,” Yoongi sang, taking a swig of whisky before passing you the handle.

You opened your mouth to protest, but Nayeon’s fierce glare caused your words to die in your throat.

“If I had to chug that hot sauce concoction you guys made and then eat the mystery sushi until I felt sick, you can go to Jin’s room and steal a hoodie or something-- Sounds like a cakewalk compared to my dare.” As she leaned her back against the bed, hand over her stomach as beads of sweat trailing down her forehead, you figured Nayeon was right. You’ve been in his dorm plenty of times before, anyway-- You two were friends and, at times, you supposed you enjoyed his company. What was the worst that could happen?

“You’re right.”

“I know.”

Rolling your eyes, you stood up and slipped some fuzzy socks on, ignoring the cheers coming from your tipsy roommates. When you reached the door, your friends watching fervently as you wandered off to your ill-fated trek, you paused at the handle.  You looked back at them, heaving a sigh. “If his dorm turns out to be booby trapped and I get caught, just know I will haunt you from the grave after I die of embarrassment.”

“We expect nothing less,” was Mark’s smart reply.

Soon enough, you found yourself climbing up the boys’ side of Heights Alliance, feeling like you were doing a reverse walk of shame. It was a quarter past three o’clock in the morning and the odds of any of them being awake were slim to none, but that didn’t stop the butterflies from fluttering in your stomach.  You made your way to the front of Jin’s dorm room and cautiously placed your hand on the door handle. With a small grumble you fished the key card Jeongguk stole from jin earlier (which made you wonder just how long your friends were planning this whole escapade out…) out of the pocket of your sweatpants.  For the most part, it looked just like your dormitory. Only neater. His desk was fairly organized and, aside from balls of yarn and different sizes of knitting needles, was clear enough to work on. Scarves and hoodies were piled onto the back of the chair and foot of the bed--which meant your dare should be easy enough to complete--and a dim light was left twinkling. Everything seemed cozy and lived in. Normal. Except for the fact that Kim Seokjin was not in his bed.

“What on earth?” you murmured under your breath, finding it a bit strange the room was completely empty at this hour. But knowing him, you reckoned he was out training at any hour he could--something that worried you about him--or cooking off campus grounds. It wasn’t unlikely.  Still, with your feet planted at the foot of his dormitory, you wanted to get out of there before you were caught. Because you knew there was no way in hell for your drunken ass to smooth talk your way out of this mess if he were to find you. Your hand hovered over the article of clothing nearest to you, which was a sweater draped over the back of a chair, and you took a deep breath, saying, “It’s just a dare. You can do it.”  Before you lost all your nerve, you snatched the jumper with one hand and slipped out of the dorm. As you rushed down the stairs, you could’ve sworn you heard some shuffling coming from the empty room. But you didn’t care. Part one of your dare was successfully completed. Now for the hard part: Wearing it around the next day.

- - - - -

“How do I look?”

You posed in front of your roommate, trying not to laugh at how the borrowed jumper engulfed your frame. Walking down the center of your dorm, you gave a little twirl.

“Sexy,” Nayeon teased from her spot on her bed. “Jin’s sweater looks nice on you.”  Sticking your tongue out at her, you made a face. “I’m not sure what you mean. It’s pretty gross to me. I would never want to wear any of jin’s clothes.”

“Then why did you put the hood over your head and bury your face in the collar?”  Slowly, you peered up at her with your view obstructed by the fabric. You sniffled haughtily, trying to ignore the soothing aroma of lavender and smoked wood that filled your sense.  Nayeon smirked, catching the small sigh of contentment that left your mouth as you basked in the scent of Jin’s hoodie. “Gross, huh?”

“Mention this to no one,” you mumbled with a non threatening glare, pulling the hood off your head and folding your fabric-covered hands over your chest. Laughing, she tossed you your bookbag from across as she waited by the door, the rest of your friends back in their own rooms to get ready for class. “Come on, lovebug. You can see him during math in a few minutes.”

“I won’t be looking forward to it.”

You grumbled protests as the both of you made your way down the stairs of Heights Alliance and toward the main campus of U.A. High, but Changyoung paid them no mind. Soon enough, you reached the room and spotted Yoongi and Jeongguk in their usual seats.  “Hey,” you quickly whispered, sliding into the seat next to Namjoon before Professor Park sauntered over to the front of the class.

“Nice jumper,” He said simply, voice going an octave higher in amusement. “I knew you’d go through with it.”

Reminded of your rather bold choice of clothing (that was horribly out of dress code), you subconsciously tugged at the sleeves. You sent a quick plead to the gods above that you didn’t look as foolish as you thought you did. While Prof. Park introduced antiderivatives and indefinite integrals to the class, Jeongguk nudged you on the side, sliding you a ripped piece of her parchment paper.You looked at her curiously as Nayeon peered over your shoulder to catch sight of the writing.

DO NOT LOOK NOW!!! But I’m 100% certain Jin has been staring at you since the start of math class.

Of course, the first thing both you and Chaeyoung did after reading the note was turn your heads at the same time towards the back of the class where Jin and his friends were sitting. And, as your luck would have had it, you made directly eye contact with an amused-looking Jin.Both you and Nayeon turned around to face the front so fast you were sure at least one of you received whiplash. Wide-eyed and flushed, you exchanged glances with her, both of you trying to hold in your laughter.“I told you not to look,” Jeongguk whispered, a small giggle escaping from her lips, sending you three into fits of laughter you tried to muffle with your hands.  Behind you, someone cleared their throat, causing the three of you to straighten up in an instant.  

“Something amusing you, ladies?”

“No, sir,” you quipped.

“Sorry, Mr. Park,” remarked Namjoon.

“We’ll shut up now,” promised Nayeon.

With a stern look on his face but a slight tilt of his smile, Mr. Park  nodded and returned to his lesson. “I trust you three will be experts of the integral calculus by the next lesson and I won’t have to catch you making eyes at a certain someone?”Though he asked all three of you the question, his gaze was pointed at you and the class knew it. Yourcheeks heated up as slouched into your chair. Perhaps if you tried hard enough, you could turn into the seat.

“Yes, sir,” you mumbled, ignoring the stifled laughter from Chaeyoung and an apologetic, but amused, look from Jeongguk. And as he continued the lesson, you could’ve sworn you felt a certain pair of eyes on the back of your head until the end of it. When class finally concluded and Mr. Park dismissed the lot of you, you rushed out of the classroom as fast as you could.

But not fast enough.

“Nice sweater, Y/N,” you heard a deep voice call, stopping you in your footsteps. “Looks familiar.”

You swallowed, slowly turning around to face Jin, charming smirk and all. There was nothing you wanted to do more than dash back to your dormitory and hide, but instead you straighten your spine and braved a look of nonchalance.

“Does it now?”

“Yeah,” he said with an amused look in his eyes. “I’d have to say it does.”

Peering up through your lashes, you looked at him with faux innocence. “I can’t say I know why.”

Slowly, he walked closer towards you as you moved back against the wall. He took the excess fabric of your sleeve into his hands, stroking them between his fingers.

“You know-- It even feels familiar.” He smiled thoughtfully. “Just like my sweater I happened to lose last night.”

By now, the halls had begun to clear up, the traitors you called friends having left you with a thumbs up right as Jin approached you.

You coughed as you repeated, “I wonder why.”

He was so close you could catch a whiff of his lavender and woodsy scent.

“If you wanted my clothes on you, Y/N, you could’ve just asked.”

You pointedly eyed the way he was toying with the hem of your--or rather, his--sweater, lifting it slightly. “Well, if you wanted my clothes off this badly, you could’ve just asked.”

Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise at your suggestion, hand frozen on the fabric. The intensity of his gaze melted your steely disposition, embarrassment creeping up to your neck.

“I’m only kidding,” you murmured, refusing to be the one to break eye contact.

“That’s a shame, then.”

You blinked. “What?”

He shook his head. “Nothing.”

Biting the inside of your lip, you toyed with the bottom of your sweater.

“That’s my favorite jumper, you know?” mused Jin, looking fondly at the hoodie. “Seji got it for me when I came to this school

A horrified look crossed your face. You stole his favorite sweater that Seji gifted him himself? Good going.

“Oh, shit,” you swore, reaching for the hem of the hoodie. “I’m sorry,Jin! I didn’t know.”

Chuckling, Jin placed his hand on top yours to stop you from removing it. “No-- You can keep it on.” You paused. “I’d say I quite like how it looks on you.”

Your heart skipped a beat when his hand that was still on ran down the length of your fingers. Before you could talk yourself out of it, you interlaced them with his own, causing him to send a shocked but pleased look your way. You smiled.

He ran the tip of his tongue along his lower lip, gently drawing you closer to him. “If I were to kiss you right now, would you be upset?”

You shook your head, leaning into his touch. “Upset is the last thing I’d be.”

“Well, then I suppose--”

“What are the two of you doing?” you heard Seji exclaim as he rounded the corner, catching sight of the two of you against the hallway. He pulled Jin away from you by the collar, your cheeks flooding with embarrassment.

Jin, however, looked unperturbed.

“Sorry, Hyung” he said sincerely, “but what I was about to do just then-- I’ve wanted to do that for a while now.”

He chuckled at the shocked look on your face, giving you a wink as Seji released his shirt. Jin made his way back over to you across the hall.

“How cute you looked in my sweater was only the catalyst,” said Jin before placing both hands on either side of your hips, pulling you towards him in a brief but deep kiss.

“Kim! Y/L/N!”

“Sorry, sir.” This time, Jin didn’t sound so sincere as he ignored the appalled look on seji’s face. “I just couldn’t wait until we got to the dorms to do that. Don’t worry though, Y/N-- I swear there will be far better kisses that’ll take place there as well.”

And though the two of you may have been sentenced to detention and cleaning duty for the next three weekends, you would have to say the kiss was definitely worth it.

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Ruin me.(Min Yoongi x Reader)

Summery: I honestly dont know what to put here this is terrible in more ways than one.

warnings: Strap in ladies and getlemen! Choking, Cumplay, Recciving, Bondage, Half female dom, Half male dom, slight Degration, ROUGH SEX, EXPLICIT SEX, Teasing, Orgasm control, Langauge.

You loved teasing Yoongi, you couldn’t help it. He was always seen as a being who could keep his composure, but no one else saw him behind closed doors. Whenever you teased him, you knew it was the end for you, but for now, you’d enjoy yourself. Thor let you play your little game because he knew he would be ruining you.

You both knew how easily you could easily break out of the handcuffs if he really tried, but he was letting you have the upper hand for now. Sometimes you liked to be the one on top so he was letting you be the dominant one for your sake. Though it was driving him crazy to have you teasing him so much, he stayed in his restraints.

“Y/N,” he warned, “Do something, I’m begging you,” He had to admit, you had some nice tricks up your sleeve that had him trembling. The way you moved your tongue against his thick thighs up to his pelvis to circle his throbbing cock was a weakness of his. You meticulously traced every single vein on his length and sucked the tip like it was your favorite candy. You made all types of noises while you sucked him off, moaning and slurping like a delicious hot meal. He loved feelings your spit run down to his balls, he just wanted to fuck your mouth but could do nothing about that right now.

“Be patient,” you used your hand, tightening here and there to mimic your throat, even your right pussy. That’s what he really wanted, he wanted to be buried deep inside you. There was something about the way your walls were perfectly rubbed and how soaking you got. You were never able to get as wet for someone else prior as you get with Yoongi, “You taste so good,” you praise.

He loved for you to praise him, “So big and heavy in my mouth,” you dove back down on him, feeling his thighs flex and hearing his breath hitch. You circled your clit as you fucked him with your mouth. His jaw was slack and his moans were guttural, raw and dream fulfilling. You pulled yourself up off of him, strings of spit following your lips until you wiped them away.

You straddle his waist and lean back so he has a clear view of your glistening heat. He couldn’t wait to fully sheathe himself inside of it. He had to calm himself down with a pep talk, telling himself that he was doing this for you, letting you have your fun, that he could do away with you later.

“Y/N, please, I need you,” the way his voice rasped has your hand rubbing yourself all over your body to rile yourself up.

“Keep talking. Tell me what you want, I wanna hear it all,” you pinched your nipples and your pussy clenched at the sensation, it didn’t go unnoticed. Yoongi watched the way your pussy lips moved and how more of your juices seeped out of you.

“I want to ruin you,”

“Is that right?,” slowly circling your clit, your tongue darts out to moisturize your lips. It’s hard for Yoongi to determine which set of glistening lips he wants to focus on. The ones that offer that beautiful smile? The ones that he could just kiss until your gasping or the ones that wrap him in a tight warm hug? The ones that have him convulsing because you feel so good pulsing around him.

“I want my face to be a seat of pleasure for you. To have my face coated in your sweet juices. I want to taste you, Y/N,” he loved eating you out, he tends to overstimulate you because he just can’t get enough.

He watches you dip a finger into yourself and bring it to his lips. When he opens, you snatch your finger from him and wrap your own lips around the shining digit.

He groans in frustration “Are you getting frustrated? You upset with me cause you can’t get what you want?,”

You go back to slowly tracing your clit, getting off at the sound of his moans while he watches you please yourself about two feet away from him

“Can’t wait to bury myself deep inside what’s mine,” he growled, “Can’t wait to hear you cry out because you know I’m so big and you just can’t train yourself to break me in. You love feeling that pain of me stretching you open,”

“Getting feisty,” You retorted. But was it really wrong? Not in the slightest.

He kept talking to you until you were on the edge for the second time. You had dripped onto his abs, your juices were so warm, like honey in tea, he wanted you so bad. You were the remedy to the cold that was his sexual deprivation. But he was patient.

You finally gave him a taste from your dripping fingers and he was subdued for the time being. You took his heavy cock in your hands to like yourself up with him. Running the head along your opening, he was hissing, ready for you to just sink down on him. You slowly sat down on him and his eyes closed at the delicious sound of your little squeaks as his girth was forcing you open. Your pussy was starving for him and it was finally getting fed until it was full and couldn’t take anymore.

“You feel so good,” your nails dug into his chest, he wants these damn cuffs off, but not yet, he wants to take you by surprise. You raised your ass up on him to sink down once you were accommodated to him. You set the pace and were so close to cumming already, he could feel it.

“Cum for me,” Yoongi’s tongue was caught in between his teeth, watching your juices drown his cock, making it glisten in the dimly lit room, the sound of him entering and withdrawing filled the room and was his favorite sound besides the sound of your breath hitching and cries when you cum.

“Im Gonna cum,” your ass slapped down on his thighs and it took everything in him to not plant his feet on the bed and take what was his. You still yourself on him and shook as you came. He was mesmerized by the way your breasts moved as you panted for air.

You fell against his chest and began moving your hips again, wanting another orgasm. He was calling out swears into the hot air as you rode him.

“please,” he was so cute when he begged, he knew you weren’t gonna let him cum this round but he loved to ask anyway, he loved your game of cat and mouse.

You bit down on his shoulder until you came again, tears welling in your eyes at its intensity. You kissed the bite mark you left and rested your head against his shoulder, catching your breath.

“Let’s just stay like this for a bit, yeah?,”

———

Yoongi was seething. You had fallen asleep on his chest with him still inside you He broke free of the cuffs and tore them off his wrists. His thighs were trembling, his cock was throbbing, he couldn’t wait for you to wake up so he could fuck you up.

Your walls clenched around him as you stirred awake. You moaned at the feeling of him still inside you and you still soaking.

“yoongi,” you moaned softly.

He couldn’t wait anymore, he flipped you over and pinned your hands above your head. Your legs instantly fell open with him hovering over you like this.

“I’ve Had enough of your games,” he rasps. He pulls out of you and gasps at the air hitting his sensitive tip.

You smugly smirk and tilt your head, faking innocence, “Ruin me,”

Yoongi moves his hips forward in a flash. Your back arches off the bed as the air is thrusted out of you.

“enough of you teasing me. Think you can get away with riding my cock all wild like that and leave me without a release? Only greedy sluts do that, Y/N,”

“W-well I guess I’m your greedy slut, ”

“ Damn right,”

His hands squeeze and grope your breasts while he fucks himself so deep into you that you wanna tap out. But you deserved this, he needed this. legs wide open, pussy wet and tight,

He was not happy with you and you could tell by the way he wraps his hand around your throat. You become lightheaded while your hands wrap themselves around his wrists to hold him there. Your eyes were fluttering and that’s when he began to fuck you faster.

“Gonna pass out on me? Too overwhelmed to stay awake?,”

He tears his hand away from your throat and you violently gasp and scream at his cock knocking against your cervix. It didn’t take much for him to get deep.

When you seemed to catch your breath he began choking you again, each time brought you closer to cumming again.

“I’m Gonna cum,”

“Nuh uh, not until I do,” he demanded. He pushed his thumb into your mouth, your tongue swirling, jaws hollowing just as if you were sucking his cock. Once he felt like his thumb was wet enough, he ran it over your clit, back and forth, fucking you at an unforgiving pace while tears from being overwhelmed fell from the sides of your eyes.

“Wanna feel that pussy clenching around me to make me cum. You know I love it when you do that,”

He loved it when your walls clenched him in a tight embrace, almost as off they didn’t want him to leave. Your pussy was a home for his cock and your pussy knew that.

He took your hips in his hands and brought you to meet his thrusts. Your hands clawing at the headboard as you were practically screaming for him.

“Yes,Fuck me just like that, just like that!,” you were whining and exhausted, but your body, mind and soul needed this orgasm.

His skin clapped against yours in a staccatoed rhythm as he came, “Oh, my love,” his voice hoarse and wanton. Sweat ran down his face from his temples.

You lay sprawled out on the bed, convulsing as you came one more time as the sun began shining in your room. Your lungs burned for air, mouth dry from it hanging open in pleasure.

Yoongi ran his hands over your face gently to help calm you down, placing soft kisses all over your hot skin while pulling out slowly. You whimper desperately at the loss of him despite knowing you’ll feel him again in a few hours time.

“I love you, ” lips lightly touching yours as your eyes stared into his in adoration.

“Not as much as I love you,”

Note: oh my god what have I become

You loved teasing Yoongi, you couldn’t help it. He was always seen as a being who could keep his composure, but no one else saw him behind closed doors.

Whenever you teased him, you knew it was the end for you, but for now, you’d enjoy yourself. Thor let you play your little game because he knew he would be ruining you.

You both knew how easily you could easily break out of the handcuffs if he really tried, but he was letting you have the upper hand for now. Sometimes you liked to be the one on top so he was letting you be the dominant one for your sake. Though it was driving him crazy to have you teasing him so much, he stayed in his restraints.

“Y/N,” he warned, “Do something, I’m begging you,” He had to admit, you had some nice tricks up your sleeve that had him trembling. The way you moved your tongue against his thick thighs up to his pelvis to circle his throbbing cock was a weakness of his.

You meticulously traced every single vein on his length and sucked the tip like it was your favorite candy. You made all types of noises while you sucked him off, moaning and slurping like a delicious hot meal. He loved feelings your spit run down to his balls, he just wanted to fuck your mouth but could do nothing about that right now.

“Be patient,” you used your hand, tightening here and there to mimic your throat, even your right pussy. That’s what he really wanted, he wanted to be buried deep inside you. There was something about the way your walls were perfectly rubbed and how soaking you got. You were never able to get as wet for someone else prior as you get with Yoongi, “You taste so good,” you praise.

He loved for you to praise him, “So big and heavy in my mouth,” you dove back down on him, feeling his thighs flex and hearing his breath hitch. You circled your clit as you fucked him with your mouth. His jaw was slack and his moans were guttural, raw and dream fulfilling. You pulled yourself up off of him, strings of spit following your lips until you wiped them away.

You straddle his waist and lean back so he has a clear view of your glistening heat. He couldn’t wait to fully sheathe himself inside of it. He had to calm himself down with a pep talk, telling himself that he was doing this for you, letting you have your fun, that he could do away with you later.

“Y/N, please, I need you,” the way his voice rasped has your hand rubbing yourself all over your body to rile yourself up.

“Keep talking. Tell me what you want, I wanna hear it all,” you pinched your nipples and your pussy clenched at the sensation, it didn’t go unnoticed. Yoongi watched the way your pussy lips moved and how more of your juices seeped out of you.

“I want to ruin you,”

“Is that right?,” slowly circling your clit, your tongue darts out to moisturize your lips. It’s hard for Yoongi to determine which set of glistening lips he wants to focus on. The ones that offer that beautiful smile? The ones that he could just kiss until your gasping or the ones that wrap him in a tight warm hug? The ones that have him convulsing because you feel so good pulsing around him.

“I want my face to be a seat of pleasure for you. To have my face coated in your sweet juices. I want to taste you, Y/N,” he loved eating you out, he tends to overstimulate you because he just can’t get enough.

He watches you dip a finger into yourself and bring it to his lips. When he opens, you snatch your finger from him and wrap your own lips around the shining digit.

He groans in frustration “Are you getting frustrated? You upset with me cause you can’t get what you want?,”

You go back to slowly tracing your clit, getting off at the sound of his moans while he watches you please yourself about two feet away from him

“Can’t wait to bury myself deep inside what’s mine,” he growled, “Can’t wait to hear you cry out because you know I’m so big and you just can’t train yourself to break me in. You love feeling that pain of me stretching you open,”

“Getting feisty,” You retorted. But was it really wrong? Not in the slightest.

He kept talking to you until you were on the edge for the second time. You had dripped onto his abs, your juices were so warm, like honey in tea, he wanted you so bad. You were the remedy to the cold that was his sexual deprivation. But he was patient.

You finally gave him a taste from your dripping fingers and he was subdued for the time being. You took his heavy cock in your hands to like yourself up with him. Running the head along your opening, he was hissing, ready for you to just sink down on him. You slowly sat down on him and his eyes closed at the delicious sound of your little squeaks as his girth was forcing you open. Your pussy was starving for him and it was finally getting fed until it was full and couldn’t take anymore.

“You feel so good,” your nails dug into his chest, he wants these damn cuffs off, but not yet, he wants to take you by surprise. You raised your ass up on him to sink down once you were accommodated to him. You set the pace and were so close to cumming already, he could feel it.

“Cum for me,” Yoongi’s tongue was caught in between his teeth, watching your juices drown his cock, making it glisten in the dimly lit room, the sound of him entering and withdrawing filled the room and was his favorite sound besides the sound of your breath hitching and cries when you cum.

“Im Gonna cum,” your ass slapped down on his thighs and it took everything in him to not plant his feet on the bed and take what was his. You still yourself on him and shook as you came. He was mesmerized by the way your breasts moved as you panted for air.

You fell against his chest and began moving your hips again, wanting another orgasm. He was calling out swears into the hot air as you rode him.

“please,” he was so cute when he begged, he knew you weren’t gonna let him cum this round but he loved to ask anyway, he loved your game of cat and mouse.

You bit down on his shoulder until you came again, tears welling in your eyes at its intensity. You kissed the bite mark you left and rested your head against his shoulder, catching your breath.

“Let’s just stay like this for a bit, yeah?,”

———

Yoongi was seething. You had fallen asleep on his chest with him still inside you

He broke free of the cuffs and tore them off his wrists. His thighs were trembling, his cock was throbbing, he couldn’t wait for you to wake up so he could fuck you up.

Your walls clenched around him as you stirred awake. You moaned at the feeling of him still inside you and you still soaking.

“yoongi,” you moaned softly.

He couldn’t wait anymore, he flipped you over and pinned your hands above your head. Your legs instantly fell open with him hovering over you like this.

“I’ve Had enough of your games,” he rasps. He pulls out of you and gasps at the air hitting his sensitive tip.

You smugly smirk and tilt your head, faking innocence, “Ruin me,”

Yoongi moves his hips forward in a flash. Your back arches off the bed as the air is thrusted out of you.

“enough of you teasing me. Think you can get away with riding my cock all wild like that and leave me without a release? Only greedy sluts do that, Y/N,”

“W-well I guess I’m your greedy slut, ”

“ Damn right,”

His hands squeeze and grope your breasts while he fucks himself so deep into you that you wanna tap out. But you deserved this, he needed this. legs wide open, pussy wet and tight,

He was not happy with you and you could tell by the way he wraps his hand around your throat. You become lightheaded while your hands wrap themselves around his wrists to hold him there. Your eyes were fluttering and that’s when he began to fuck you faster.

“Gonna pass out on me? Too overwhelmed to stay awake?,”

He tears his hand away from your throat and you violently gasp and scream at his cock knocking against your cervix. It didn’t take much for him to get deep.

When you seemed to catch your breath he began choking you again, each time brought you closer to cumming again.

“I’m Gonna cum,”

“Nuh uh, not until I do,” he demanded. He pushed his thumb into your mouth, your tongue swirling, jaws hollowing just as if you were sucking his cock. Once he felt like his thumb was wet enough, he ran it over your clit, back and forth, fucking you at an unforgiving pace while tears from being overwhelmed fell from the sides of your eyes.

“Wanna feel that pussy clenching around me to make me cum. You know I love it when you do that,”

He loved it when your walls clenched him in a tight embrace, almost as off they didn’t want him to leave. Your pussy was a home for his cock and your pussy knew that.

He took your hips in his hands and brought you to meet his thrusts. Your hands clawing at the headboard as you were practically screaming for him.

“Yes,Fuck me just like that, just like that!,” you were whining and exhausted, but your body, mind and soul needed this orgasm.

His skin clapped against yours in a staccatoed rhythm as he came, “Oh, my love,” his voice hoarse and wanton. Sweat ran down his face from his temples.

You lay sprawled out on the bed, convulsing as you came one more time as the sun began shining in your room. Your lungs burned for air, mouth dry from it hanging open in pleasure.

Yoongi ran his hands over your face gently to help calm you down, placing soft kisses all over your hot skin while pulling out slowly. You whimper desperately at the loss of him despite knowing you’ll feel him again in a few hours time.

“I love you, ” lips lightly touching yours as your eyes stared into his in adoration.

“Not as much as I love you,”

Note: oh my god what have I become

You loved teasing Yoongi, you couldn’t help it. He was always seen as a being who could keep his composure, but no one else saw him behind closed doors.

Whenever you teased him, you knew it was the end for you, but for now, you’d enjoy yourself. Thor let you play your little game because he knew he would be ruining you.

You both knew how easily you could easily break out of the handcuffs if he really tried, but he was letting you have the upper hand for now. Sometimes you liked to be the one on top so he was letting you be the dominant one for your sake. Though it was driving him crazy to have you teasing him so much, he stayed in his restraints.

“Y/N,” he warned, “Do something, I’m begging you,” He had to admit, you had some nice tricks up your sleeve that had him trembling. The way you moved your tongue against his thick thighs up to his pelvis to circle his throbbing cock was a weakness of his.

You meticulously traced every single vein on his length and sucked the tip like it was your favorite candy. You made all types of noises while you sucked him off, moaning and slurping like a delicious hot meal. He loved feelings your spit run down to his balls, he just wanted to fuck your mouth but could do nothing about that right now.

“Be patient,” you used your hand, tightening here and there to mimic your throat, even your right pussy. That’s what he really wanted, he wanted to be buried deep inside you. There was something about the way your walls were perfectly rubbed and how soaking you got. You were never able to get as wet for someone else prior as you get with Yoongi, “You taste so good,” you praise.

He loved for you to praise him, “So big and heavy in my mouth,” you dove back down on him, feeling his thighs flex and hearing his breath hitch. You circled your clit as you fucked him with your mouth. His jaw was slack and his moans were guttural, raw and dream fulfilling. You pulled yourself up off of him, strings of spit following your lips until you wiped them away.

You straddle his waist and lean back so he has a clear view of your glistening heat. He couldn’t wait to fully sheathe himself inside of it. He had to calm himself down with a pep talk, telling himself that he was doing this for you, letting you have your fun, that he could do away with you later.

“Y/N, please, I need you,” the way his voice rasped has your hand rubbing yourself all over your body to rile yourself up.

“Keep talking. Tell me what you want, I wanna hear it all,” you pinched your nipples and your pussy clenched at the sensation, it didn’t go unnoticed. Yoongi watched the way your pussy lips moved and how more of your juices seeped out of you.

“I want to ruin you,”

“Is that right?,” slowly circling your clit, your tongue darts out to moisturize your lips. It’s hard for Yoongi to determine which set of glistening lips he wants to focus on. The ones that offer that beautiful smile? The ones that he could just kiss until your gasping or the ones that wrap him in a tight warm hug? The ones that have him convulsing because you feel so good pulsing around him.

“I want my face to be a seat of pleasure for you. To have my face coated in your sweet juices. I want to taste you, Y/N,” he loved eating you out, he tends to overstimulate you because he just can’t get enough.

He watches you dip a finger into yourself and bring it to his lips. When he opens, you snatch your finger from him and wrap your own lips around the shining digit.

He groans in frustration “Are you getting frustrated? You upset with me cause you can’t get what you want?,”

You go back to slowly tracing your clit, getting off at the sound of his moans while he watches you please yourself about two feet away from him

“Can’t wait to bury myself deep inside what’s mine,” he growled, “Can’t wait to hear you cry out because you know I’m so big and you just can’t train yourself to break me in. You love feeling that pain of me stretching you open,”

“Getting feisty,” You retorted. But was it really wrong? Not in the slightest.

He kept talking to you until you were on the edge for the second time. You had dripped onto his abs, your juices were so warm, like honey in tea, he wanted you so bad. You were the remedy to the cold that was his sexual deprivation. But he was patient.

You finally gave him a taste from your dripping fingers and he was subdued for the time being. You took his heavy cock in your hands to like yourself up with him. Running the head along your opening, he was hissing, ready for you to just sink down on him. You slowly sat down on him and his eyes closed at the delicious sound of your little squeaks as his girth was forcing you open. Your pussy was starving for him and it was finally getting fed until it was full and couldn’t take anymore.

“You feel so good,” your nails dug into his chest, he wants these damn cuffs off, but not yet, he wants to take you by surprise. You raised your ass up on him to sink down once you were accommodated to him. You set the pace and were so close to cumming already, he could feel it.

“Cum for me,” Yoongi’s tongue was caught in between his teeth, watching your juices drown his cock, making it glisten in the dimly lit room, the sound of him entering and withdrawing filled the room and was his favorite sound besides the sound of your breath hitching and cries when you cum.

“Im Gonna cum,” your ass slapped down on his thighs and it took everything in him to not plant his feet on the bed and take what was his. You still yourself on him and shook as you came. He was mesmerized by the way your breasts moved as you panted for air.

You fell against his chest and began moving your hips again, wanting another orgasm. He was calling out swears into the hot air as you rode him.

“please,” he was so cute when he begged, he knew you weren’t gonna let him cum this round but he loved to ask anyway, he loved your game of cat and mouse.

You bit down on his shoulder until you came again, tears welling in your eyes at its intensity. You kissed the bite mark you left and rested your head against his shoulder, catching your breath.

“Let’s just stay like this for a bit, yeah?,”

———

Yoongi was seething. You had fallen asleep on his chest with him still inside you

He broke free of the cuffs and tore them off his wrists. His thighs were trembling, his cock was throbbing, he couldn’t wait for you to wake up so he could fuck you up.

Your walls clenched around him as you stirred awake. You moaned at the feeling of him still inside you and you still soaking.

“yoongi,” you moaned softly.

He couldn’t wait anymore, he flipped you over and pinned your hands above your head. Your legs instantly fell open with him hovering over you like this.

“I’ve Had enough of your games,” he rasps. He pulls out of you and gasps at the air hitting his sensitive tip.

You smugly smirk and tilt your head, faking innocence, “Ruin me,”

Yoongi moves his hips forward in a flash. Your back arches off the bed as the air is thrusted out of you.

“enough of you teasing me. Think you can get away with riding my cock all wild like that and leave me without a release? Only greedy sluts do that, Y/N,”

“W-well I guess I’m your greedy slut, ”

“ Damn right,”

His hands squeeze and grope your breasts while he fucks himself so deep into you that you wanna tap out. But you deserved this, he needed this. legs wide open, pussy wet and tight,

He was not happy with you and you could tell by the way he wraps his hand around your throat. You become lightheaded while your hands wrap themselves around his wrists to hold him there. Your eyes were fluttering and that’s when he began to fuck you faster.

“Gonna pass out on me? Too overwhelmed to stay awake?,”

He tears his hand away from your throat and you violently gasp and scream at his cock knocking against your cervix. It didn’t take much for him to get deep.

When you seemed to catch your breath he began choking you again, each time brought you closer to cumming again.

“I’m Gonna cum,”

“Nuh uh, not until I do,” he demanded. He pushed his thumb into your mouth, your tongue swirling, jaws hollowing just as if you were sucking his cock. Once he felt like his thumb was wet enough, he ran it over your clit, back and forth, fucking you at an unforgiving pace while tears from being overwhelmed fell from the sides of your eyes.

“Wanna feel that pussy clenching around me to make me cum. You know I love it when you do that,”

He loved it when your walls clenched him in a tight embrace, almost as off they didn’t want him to leave. Your pussy was a home for his cock and your pussy knew that.

He took your hips in his hands and brought you to meet his thrusts. Your hands clawing at the headboard as you were practically screaming for him.

“Yes,Fuck me just like that, just like that!,” you were whining and exhausted, but your body, mind and soul needed this orgasm.

His skin clapped against yours in a staccatoed rhythm as he came, “Oh, my love,” his voice hoarse and wanton. Sweat ran down his face from his temples.

You lay sprawled out on the bed, convulsing as you came one more time as the sun began shining in your room. Your lungs burned for air, mouth dry from it hanging open in pleasure.

Yoongi ran his hands over your face gently to help calm you down, placing soft kisses all over your hot skin while pulling out slowly. You whimper desperately at the loss of him despite knowing you’ll feel him again in a few hours time.

“I love you, ” lips lightly touching yours as your eyes stared into his in adoration.

“Not as much as I love you,”

Note: oh my god what have I become WHAT HAVE I MADE?!?!

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Jealousy( Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Ever since you statred,to to dating Park jimin your best friend Kim namjoon has been acting diffrently Almost colder towards you. Little does he know you have been harboring a massive little crush on him for the longerst time.

warnings: Joonie being a jelly idiot, Swearing, French kissing, Kinda cheesy and cliche.

word count: 3.6k

Namjoon plopped on the cafeteria seat next to Yoongi, resting his head in one of his hands while the other aggressively stabbed the pizza in his plate with a fork."Dude, what did that pizza even do to you?" Yoongi asked, frowning, worried by his best friend's sudden weird behavior."The pizza is not what's bothering me" Namjoon mumbled through gritted teeth, lifting his eyes to look at you again, gripping the fork tighter when he saw who you were with.Yoongi followed his friend's eyes, and realization hit his face when his eyes landed on you. He just sighed and put his hand on Namjjon's shoulder, to somehow give him support over the image playing in front of them.You made your way through the cafeteria holding Jimin’s hand, oblivious to your friends looking at you on the other side. A little smile adorned your face, that soon turned into a full laugh when he whispered something in your ear.Namjoon inhaled sharply when he saw you, his girl, well not exactly, his girl that isn't his but is his ... the girl he liked ... anyway, when he saw you laugh with someone that wasn't him.

Especially when that someone was Park Jimin.

He was so caught up in his jealousy that he didn't notice he was bending the plastic fork, until it finally snapped in half, cutting through his hand. "Fuck" Namjoon cursed, making Yoongi jump from the snapping sound.

"Holy shit Joonie," Yoongi exclaimed,

Namjoon lifted his eyes again from the little distraction, and noticed you were walking towards their table with your tray of food, Jimin sitting next to his friends now. He quickly wiped the little scratch of blood in his hand, not really paying attention to it. "Hello boys" You playfully greeted reaching the table, a big smile on your face as you sat across from them."Hi Y/n" Yoongi happily replied, lightly nudging Namjoon's leg when he didn't say anything.Your smile slowly being replaced by a frown, when you noticed Namjoon just shoved the pizza in his mouth, avoiding your gaze."So what's up?" You awkwardly asked, focusing your curious eyes on Yoongi, waiting for him to tell you what was going on with Joonie."Uh ... not much" Yoongi nervously answered, not wanting to give his friend away. "So, how did your date go with Jimin?" He asked to take the attention away from Namjoon, but he mentally slapped himself after realizing that's probably the last thing he wants to hear right now. "It was amazing" You smiled back again, ignoring the way Namjoon coughed and began gulping his orange juice. "He brought me flowers and opened the doors for me, he was so nice and romantic" You rested your head on your hand, sighing because even though your date with Jimin was amazing, it wasn't perfect. Because you wanted the guy in front of you. Talking about him, the angry boy couldn't help but breathe heavily before finally speaking to you. "You just had your first date and you're already holding hands" He teased in a mocking tone making you frown for the second time, because it wasn't a playful mocking tone, it was a mean mocking tone.

And your best friend wasn't like that.

"Like I said he was really nice and romantic, holding hands is a sweet gesture he likes and I really enjoy it too" You defended yourself, and Namjoon could only chuckle. "I'm pretty sure that's just a facade, I mean we're talking about jimin. He makes everyone think he's this amazing guy since we came from the blip just because he grew up all muscly Y/n, I'm sure he just wants to have fun with some girls like you" Namjoon rolled his eyes, not really controlling the words he said. Yoongi was scared to be honest, looking between you two. Because he knew when Namjoon was angry he didn't really control what he said, and you had to suffer those consequences, staring at Namjoon in disbelief with your mouth in agape. "So you're saying I'm just some toy for him?" You asked, ignoring the way your heart ached from Namjoon thinking so low of you to be considered someone's toy. "What I'm saying is you don't really know the guy, you shouldn't be that excited about him because he'll just end up leaving you" He shrugged his shoulders not taking back his previous statement, still clouded by the jealousy. "Seriously why do you have to be an asshole, Kim" You painfully said fighting the tears, before getting up from the table and leaving your food behind as you left the cafeteria.

Kim.

You only ever used his last name when you were truly mad at him, and that's when he finally realized he had gone too far with his words. "For being one of the most intelligent people in this school, you truly are an idiot sometimes Namjoon" Yoongi shook his head in disapproval. Namjoon just sighed and lowered his head to put it against the table, after he noticed Jimin had gone running right behind you. "Fuck Yoongi, what am I going to do" He whined, his voice muffled by the metal table under his mouth. "Just tell her you love her, none of this would've happened if you just told her a long time ago you know" Yoongi scolded his dumbass friend, tired of always seeing him – and you of course – suffer because he couldn't confess his feelings for you. "But she's my best friend, what if I lose her" Namjoon lifted his head ever so slightly, looking at his friend with begging eyes. "You're gonna end up losing her anyways if you keep acting like this" Yoongi sighed and Namjoon just hit his head against the cold metal once again, knowing it was true. You hurriedly walked through the halls of Midtown High, trying to get away from people's weird stares as you fought the tears falling on your face.

Why did Namjoon have to be such an idiot sometimes?

You didn't understand why he was being so hostile towards you dating Jimin, after all he was the reason why you tried to date other people. Because you were so stupidly in love with him but you couldn't bring yourself to say something, not wanting to ruin your relationship as best friends.

Friends.

That was all you were, so he had no reason to ruin your attempts of trying to forget him with someone else. You were pulled out of your thoughts when Jimin finally reached you, taking your hand and bringing you into an empty classroom when he noticed your tears. "Are you okay Y/n? what happened back there?" He worriedly asked, gently taking your hands in his, his brows furrowing together. You stared at him in silence, admiring the way his concerned eyes looked at you, but also immediately feeling bad for using him to forget Namjoon. Because he was wrong, Jimin was one of the most caring people you've met and he didn't deserve to be used like that, but you couldn't help yourself from lunging forward to wrap him into a hug. "I'm okay, I just had a little fight with Joonie" You mumbled against his chest. Although when you thought about it, it wasn't really a fight, Namjoon was just being mean for no reason. "I'm sorry, I know how much he means to you" Jimin whispered understandingly, trying to hide the jealousy in his voice. Jimin would lie to himself if he said he didn't notice the way you looked at Kim, and the way he looked back at you. However this didn't stop him from trying to date his high school crush, ignoring the way your heart belonged to someone else. Because Kim was a fucking idiot for not making a move on you. Hell, the whole school thought he was, the only one unaware of it was Namjoon himself. "It's alright, I'll be fine" You sighed, separating from him just a little to kiss his cheek. "Thanks for coming for me" "You're welcome beautiful" He shyly replied, blushing. "What do you say we watch some movies tonight? That'll make you feel better" He innocently offered, lifting his brow waiting for your answer. "Sure, my parents work until late so we can have my place just for us" You replied smiling, suddenly forgetting about Namjoon. "So no parents in your house? If I didn't know you I would think you're trying to seduce me" He teased shaking his head in disapproval as you playfully smacked his arm. "You know what I mean Jimin, after school is good?" You asked involuntarily biting your lip, making him feel some type of way. "I was just kidding, beautiful, after school is perfect" He winked agreeing, this time making you blush at the pet name. The day went by rather quickly for you, yet for Namjoon it was the exact opposite. Not only did he have to put up with you not talking to him the rest of the day, he also had to look at you sitting next to Jimin in all of your classes. And being his curious self he couldn't help but eavesdrop in your conversations, even though he knew it was wrong to invade your privacy like that. His anger only increased when he heard you talking about what movies you two would watch together after school, and he soon found himself snapping a pencil in half this time.

"Dude you seriously need to chill" Yoongi's desperate voice whispered to him, once again taking the poor broken pencil from his tense hands and giving him a new one. Namjoon could only sigh, trying to focus on anything but you trying to contain your laugh from some stupid joke Jimin told you. The school day was finally over and Namjoon couldn't wait to get out of that place, hurriedly leaving as soon as the bell rang to run home and write trying to distract himself from the fact that Jimin and you would be at your place alone. But honestly it didn't help that his house was right next to yours giving him a clear view of what was going down inside your house. you and Jimin got comfortable in your living room, he was picking the first movie while you went to the kitchen to make some popcorn.

"Do you want caramel or normal popcorn?" You yelled turning around from the cabinets, coming to a halt when your face collided with his chest. "I'm sorry, I thought you were in the living room" You quickly apologized, feeling nervous from the closeness of your bodies. "It's okay, it's my fault for coming here" He said, not budging from his position. You both stood speechless in that position for a moment, just looking into each other's eyes until you found yourself standing on your tiptoes as he slowly leaned his head down, finally closing your eyes when he collided his lips with yours.   Your mouths moved in sync as you kept your hands on his firm chest, while he lifted his to gently cup your cheeks. You didn't know how but you quickly found your mind wandering somewhere else, thinking about a totally different person from the one you were kissing right now.

Kim Namjoon.

You couldn't help yourself from imagining him being the one kissing your lips, the one gently caressing your cheek with his thumb as his tongue danced with yours. You imagined him grabbing your waist to bring you closer into the kiss instead of the innocent boy who was doing an amazing job kissing the girl he had a crush on, oblivious to her thoughts. You unconsciously lifted your hands behind his head to caress what you expected to be a stringy locks of hair, crashing into reality when you felt a softer shorter hair. You instantly brought your hands to stop Jimin and separate from him, his confused eyes quickly meeting your apologetic ones. "I'm so sorry" You immediately blurted out, embarrassed from imagining your best friend kissing you instead of the concerned boy in front of you.

Especially when that friend had been an idiot to you this morning.

"No no I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kisse–'' The boy desperately tried to apologize by taking a few steps back, but you cut him before he could go on. "No Jimin, I'm sorry" You sighed, lowering your eyes to the floor, not being able to look him in the eyes after what you did. "I'm so sorry because I wasn't thinking clearly, I was just thinking about–" "Kim?" He asked and you nodded embarrassingly. "It's okay, I knew I shouldn't have tried to make a move on you" You shot your eyes back at him when you heard no hint of anger from him, if anything it sounded like he expected something like this to happen. "What?" You asked confused, and he just chuckled."They were serious when they said you and Namjoon were so oblivious" He said, only making your confusion grow.

"They who?"

"Everyone in school, we all know you guys like each other" He explained in an obvious tone, as if it wasn't the craziest thing you've ever heard in your life.Namjoon didn't like you ... did he? "He doesn't like me" You mumbled trying to hide the sadness in your voice. "A-and it doesn't matter because I don't like him" You stuttered through your lie. "Oh come on Y/n, I've seen the way you look at him, that's mad love you feel there" He admitted exposing you, you couldn't help but blush."I'm sorry for thinking about him when I was kissing you" You sighed, leaning on the kitchen cabinet behind you, Jimin only shook his head."Like I said it's okay. I mean I knew you liked him, I just couldn't help myself from asking you out because you're so smart and beautiful and overall amazing" He nervously rambled as you stared at him in disbelief. "Kim really is an idiot for not taking his chance with someone like you" Jimin finished, now he was the one blushing. You couldn't help yourself from engulfing him into a hug for the second time of the day, his confused self took a second to accept it and hug you back. "I'm sorry" You apologized once again. "You truly deserve someone good Jimin, I'm sorry that someone can't be me" "It's okay" He replied smiling, he couldn't keep any remorse towards you.You both finally separated from the hug, and he stood awkwardly for a second before speaking again."I uh ... I think this is when I head out with what's left of my dignity" He said in a serious tone, shifting his weight between his feet.

"I'm sorr–"

"Stop apologizing, I was just kidding" He laughed, and you just shook your head laughing too. "Alright I'mma head out" He made a peace sign before disappearing from the kitchen.You let out a deep sigh when you heard the front door shut, your mind still processing what just happened. Jimin said everyone in the school knows we like each other. But Namjoon had never showed a sign of him romantically wanting you, besides the usual hugs and cheek kisses you shared, but that's what best friends do.

Right?

Your feet started moving unconsciously towards the door, quickly grabbing your keys on the way as you headed out, knowing the only way of clarifying things was to confront Namjoon about it. That's how you found yourself hurriedly walking towards your friend's apartment. Namjoon could not shake his head from thinking about you and whatever you were doing with Jimin, causing him to harshly throw multiple ripped up papers in the trash bin mostly missing every time.But he was surprised when while he was going down stairs to get a bottle of water he saw you walking into his house Well not exactly, there were many times where Namjoon found you in his house waiting from him given the massive trust you had on each other, it was just weird having you there after he had acted so wrong with you.

"H-hey" You nervously greeted him when he walked softly down the stairs, taking in his confused expression. "Hi Y/n, uh ... what are you doing here?" The boy asked, fiddling his thumbs. He knew he had to apologize and he was going to, when he remembered the reason why he had fought with you in the first place.

You were dating Park Jimin.

So the anger and jealousy got the best out of him again, totally forgetting his apologize as the words unconsciously rolled out his tongue. "Weren't you supposed to netflix and chill with Jimin or whatever?" He sneered, making you furrow your brows at his hostility towards you again.

There was that mocking tone again.

"What? we weren't going to do that, besides we called it quits anyways" You confessed crossing your arms, his chuckle making you want to slap him. "You called it quits or he dumped you? I told you it would happen, you didn't listen" He clicked his tongue shaking his head, and you really had to keep yourself from yelling at him. "What are you talking about? He has treated me better than you have done all day" You spat through gritted teeth. "That's bullshit Y/n, just tell me what he did to you because as far as I knew you guys were supposed to be fucking right now" He snarled, pulling the last string of your patience. "Seriously what the fuck is your problem Kim" You yelled this time in exasperation, truly tired of his bullshit.

Kim.

That seemed to be some kind of code word that woke Namjoon up every time he messed up. He was suddenly brought back to his senses, well not exactly all of them, as he just determinedly walked toward you and pulled it so your bodies crashed together,to cup your face and bring you into a kiss.A desperate kiss that took you a second to correspond and melt into Namjoon's lips, instantly forgetting about the arguments you had. Your hands traveled all the way to his head, this time actually caressing the soft messy locks you expected. Namjoon moaned into the kiss when you gently tucked a strand of his hair, taking his hands from your cheeks to grab you by the waist, somehow bringing you closer to him. Your lips seemed to fit perfectly with his soft ones, dancing in a beautiful choreography that you never wanted to end, until your lungs gave up and you had to separate to catch your breath. You rested your foreheads together, eyes still closed, breathlessly enjoying the closeness to each other. You thought for a moment how this kiss wasn't at all the way you imagined it when you kissed Jimin, this was so much better. You couldn't help the smile that crept on your lips, finally opening your eyes to look at Namjoon's.

"I'm sorry" He blurted out. "I'm sorry for being such an asshole with you, it's just that ... I just really really like you and I couldn't control myself over you dating Jimin. I got so–"

"Jealous?" You playfully interrupted him, loving the way his cheeks blushed. "It's okay, I really really like you too Joonie" You confessed. You think you've never seen Namjoons's eye shine so much before, his mouth slightly parted open when a lovesick smile appeared on his face.

"Y-you do? well you kissed me back so that means you do ... oh my god! well that's ... that's great I mea–" You stopped his rambling by pulling him closer to meet his lips again, you lightly bit his bottom lip asking for entrance, slipping your tongue in when he softly moaned. This time the kiss was a little more heated up, as you both desperately devoured each other trying to express the love you felt, considering that love had been in the shadows for too long.

"Y/n are you staying for dinner– oh" Namjoons mother's voice bursted through the door, making you both instantly separate and stand awkwardly, avoiding eye contact.

"Mrs. kim we were just–"

"Fucking finally Joonie baby!" The woman happily exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air, covering her mouth when the words just slipped out. "I'm sorry kids I'll uhm ... I'll give you some space" She apologized, before lifting her brows suggestively at Namjoon and giving him a thumbs up, finally closing the door. Only to hear her  squeal of happiness outside the room, and you couldn't help but laugh at her teenage-like behavior.

"Seems like someone was rooting for us" You mocked, Namjoon only sighed embarrassed and buried his blushed face on the crook of your neck.

"Please forget about that" He whined, taking your hands in his and giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Joonie, we haven't even had our first date and you're already holding my hand" You said clicking your tongue and shaking your head, imitating his actions and words from before.

Namjoon immediately lifted his head to look at you, and you laughed at his pouty expression, letting his hands go to cup his red cheeks.

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Flaws(Kim Taehyung x Reader)

You weren’t good enough for Tae, So all you do was push him away.

Genre: Angst, fluff

Warnings: does self hate count?

word count: 2.6k

The winter day felt long as you sat on the heated floor of your boyfriend's apartment watching the drama he was in. He got his first lead role in a drama which was something you knew he always wanted. He was such an amazing actor, of course he deserved the role. But as you sit there leaning back against the couch as Taehyung leans in to kiss the girl your throat clenches up. She was beautiful and although he wouldn’t admit it the way he was looking at her made you think he thought that too. How could you ever be good enough for him and compete with someone like that. Taehyung’s lips meet hers and his eyes close, relishing the feeling. You turn off the t.v. and throw the remote on the couch with a whine. Things like this make you nervous, you don’t think very much of yourself but why should you? You’ve always felt less than adequate. It was just a flaw that you had, especially having to be hidden from the public made it very uncomfortable for you most of the time. Taehyung took this all in stride though, trying to ease your heart and your worries so he wouldn’t lose you. He loved you and although you knew this you were still as insecure as always. 

“My Unsuspecting Flaw, my foot.” You say Tae’s drama title to the empty apartment as you pick Yeontan up from the floor. “Hi, my baby.” You mutter sullenly to your dog. Taehyung and you had adopted Yeontan into your family not too long ago and it made your heart sing every time you looked at the black furry baby. Yeontan licks your face as you carry him towards the kitchen to grab a beer. “I should order some chicken to ease my depressed heart.” You mutter grabbing your phone.  You sit on the couch eating chicken as your finger is trained on the Play button of the remote. You should finish this week's episode and be a good girlfriend, right? What if Taehyung came home and tried to talk about it but you wouldn’t know the material since you stopped the episode midway? With an uneasy sigh you begin to play the episode again, your face becoming pale as he picks the girl up and hooking her legs behind his. “Yah.” You mutter shutting off the t.v. That was an image you would never be able to get out of your head. You whine loudly stomping your feet on the couch. Maybe you just really weren’t right for Taehyung, he deserved someone who was confident and who wouldn’t be shaken by these things. He was always so confident and heart fluttering that you felt like a sad mess to be around him sometimes. “Yeontan, Mommy probably won’t be around for much longer and you’ll get to have a super cool, confident mom.” You mutter out weakly. The door pad begins to beep signifying Taehyung’s return home. You close your eyes before sitting up straighter. You peak down the hallway as Taehyung emerges through the door as the automatic lights turn on. He looks up after taking off his shoes before smiling widely at you. “Hi, my love.” Taehyung says carrying some bags inside with him, you give him a small wave which wrinkles his nose too. Even with all these negative emotions within you, you couldn’t help but smile at his handsome face. “I got you a present.” Taehyung says happily as he bends down and scoops up Yeontan. You didn’t want a present, it made you feel guilty. You don’t have the money to give him anything. “Why do you always buy me stuff when you know I can’t give you anything back.” You say to him pulling at your long sleeve knit sweater, Taehyung frowns before sitting down on the couch next to you. “Because I love you and I want to buy you nice things. I don’t care if you get me anything. I want to get you stuff.” Taehyung says confused as Yeontan crawls off his lap. He hands you the Chanel bag and you clutch the bag to your chest. “Thanks, you didn’t have to.” You say as Taehyung leans in and kisses your temple. “I wanted to. You know I love you baby.” He says giving you a box smile. He may love you but you still think you aren’t good enough for him. “I’m going to head home.” You tell him as he turns on the t.v. Taehyung looks at you surprised as you stand up. “Wait, what? Why? This is the first time we can relax since comeback.” He says sadly, “I don’t feel good.” You lie to him, “I’ll order you some soup then. Stay, babe. I’ll take care of you.” Taehyung says standing up and pushing his black wavy hair off his forehead as he presses his hand to your forehead and his own. You back up before shaking your hand. “I’ll get going now.” You say putting the Chanel bag on his table and walking towards the door. “Babe!” Taehyung calls as you slip on your shoes. “I’ll call you!” You tell him. As you head out the door. “Y/N!” Taehyung yells after you.

Your apartment was cold as you stepped inside, the lights going on as you entered the somewhat empty apartment. You moved to Korea just to be with Tae so you never really put anything into your apartment since you were always over his. You didn’t even have a bed. Maybe you should just go home back to your country, then you wouldn’t have to feel the inadequacy of being Taehyung’s secret girlfriend. You sit on the floor with a huff as you whine loudly to the empty house. Why were you like this? Why were you so insecure? Shouldn’t you be so thrilled that you were loved so deeply by someone? Especially someone you would consider to be the man of your dreams? As you contemplate your emotions your phone buzzes.

My Tae: Why’d you run off? What’s wrong baby?

You frown deeply before putting your phone on silent. You just want to be left alone, Taehyung will forget all about you sooner or later and you would go back to your country and that was that. Because no matter what, Taehyung deserves better.  You lay down the thick pink comforter on the floor before laying down on top of it. It was uncomfortable but it was the best you could do. Tomorrow you would talk to the landlord to get your deposit back to head back to your country. You wiggle to get comfortable on the hard floor before pouting. If you were at Taehyung’s you would be able to be in his luxurious bed with his warm body and Yeontan but it’s time to stop dwelling. He hadn’t even done anything wrong and here you were pushing him away. You roll onto your side wincing as your ribs make contact with the hardwood floor. You definitely wouldn’t be able to sleep like this. You pick up your phone before taking in a deep breath. Did he call you a billion times? Text you a trillion? You unlock your phone to one missed call from My Tae. You frown deeply as your heart aches. “See, he doesn’t even really care.” You say aloud before sitting up and combing your fingers through your hair. You want to cry and to scream but it doesn’t come out, because you know you’re doing this to yourself. Taehyung would probably tell you not to worry and not to be anxious but you couldn’t help it. Any way you think of it, you just weren’t good enough for him. You lean back against the wall trying to get comfy before the sound of your door pad goes off. “What the fuck?” You ask standing up, it was 12 o'clock at night, who would be coming to your house. And who would try to get in? The sound of the door unlocking alerts you as you step back.

“Hello?!” You ask nervously. “Yah.” You hear Taehyung say loudly. You cringe as his feet pad towards the living room. He emerges from the hallway in a leather jacket and beige baggy pants. “What’s up with you?” Taehyung asks, his voice gruff as if he was offended. You look down at the floor as if you were getting scolded. "Y/N? What's wrong?" Taehyung asks sadly, you bite the inside of your cheek as you feel overwhelmed. So he did care, that makes you feel even worse that you're breaking it off. "Nothing." You whisper turning around and staring out the window. If you look at him, you'll really cry. "Come back home with me. Why'd you leave? I miss you. I know you aren't sick. Tell me what's wrong." Taehyung says coming closer. "I think we should break up." You say just loud enough for a gasp to elicit from your handsome boyfriend. "E-Excuse me? What did you say?" Taehyung sounds shocked and it makes you whimper. "Let's break up." You say putting your forehead against the window and closing your eyes. "What?! No!" Taehyung yells before advancing towards you and giving you a back hug. "Why are you saying such hurtful things to me?" He begins to cry and you can feel some tears slipping down your face as well. “I don’t belong here... With you. I’m going to go home.” Taehyung begins to cry loudly putting his forehead to the back of your neck. “Don’t say that. I love you, stay with me. Why are you doing this?” He turns you around clutching on to you as he hugs you tightly. Tears spring from your eyes as he holds you. “I’m not good enough for you, I don’t want to feel like I’m holding you back anymore.” Taehyung pulls away from you before wiping at his tears angrily, “You’re perfect for me, you’re everything I always wanted. Stop making excuses because you’re scared.” He chides as you inch your way down to the floor. You sit with your knees raised to your chest as you cry. Taehyung looks down at you with blurry eyes from his tears. “You mean everything to me, there hasn’t been a single day I’ve been anything less than happy with you. You make my days brighter and my nights bearable. I love you with everything I have.” You shake your head and cry louder as you hear his words. “Stop thinking so lowly of yourself. You shouldn’t think you’re not good enough for me. When I in fact aren’t good enough for you.” You look up at him furrowing your eyebrows, “You’re Kim Taehyung. You’re my dream guy. What do you mean you aren’t good enough?” Taehyung sits down in front of you wiping your tears with his thumbs. “Exactly, and you’re Y/N my dream girl. What do YOU mean you aren’t good enough. I know what I want in life and who I want to spend my life with. I want to get married to you and start a family.” You bite down on your lip and you put your forehead to your knees. “Why?” You ask weakly, “Because I love the person you are inside and out, you have a good heart and a straight thinking mind. You care more about others than yourself and you always look out for me. Y/N, I love you. Please don’t think of yourself in this way. It hurts me most when you don’t see how amazing you are.” Taehyung whispers before pulling you into his chest. “I...I just thought you would be better off without me.” You whisper as you bury your face into his jacket. “Why, baby?” “Because...I don’t know...Because I’m not worth it.” You reply honestly, Taehyung takes in a quick breath as it sounds like a hiss but you know it’s the sound of getting scolded. “You’re worth everything to me. You mean everything to me. And, I’m not letting you go. Ever. You aren’t allowed to leave. I’ll do something crazy like...like...cut up your birth certificate or something.” Tae says making you laugh slightly. He smiles into your hair before kissing the top of your head. “You should know that my heart only beats for you, babe. I love you.” You sigh before pouting. He was your everything and although sometimes you couldn’t believe it, he really felt the same about you. Insecurities or not, you know he means what he says and you were really lucky to have him. “I love you too.” You whisper as he pulls back before putting his hands on the back of your neck and pulling you in for a kiss. You kiss back a bit reluctantly before Taehyung pulls away. “Kiss me.” He says before pulling you back in, you kiss him deeply as he pulls you onto his lap. “Don’t ever say that you aren’t good enough for me again.” He mumbles connecting his forehead to yours as he caresses your cheeks. You huff out before nodding, “I want you to know how much I love you, how much you mean to me.” He says, his minty breath hitting your face before pulling you in and rocking you gently in his lap. “You’re my baby. And, I love you. Forever and ever.” You smile putting your head to his collarbone. “I love you too.” Taehyung chuckles before humming gently. “And don’t you forget it.” You sit in silence for a few minutes as he continues to hum. “Also, you’re going to sell this apartment.” He says before pulling back and looking at you, you furrow your eyebrows. “Huh? Why?” “Because you’re moving in with me for good where I can keep both eyes on you all the time and remind you every minute of the day how much I love you and how much you mean to me.” You giggle as he pulls you back in before kissing your forehead. “My baby girl.” You close your eyes in comfort before putting your tongue to your cheek. “I don’t like the way you kissed that girl in your drama.” You note making him stop rocking you. “I don’t like the way I kissed her either. You aren’t allowed to watch t.v. anymore either. I’m throwing it out.” He says as you chuckle against him. “I won’t watch the drama, it makes me insecure.” You tell him and he hums in agreement, “Although it’s television, I don’t want you to be upset. Just forget it exists. How about we make our own drama?” Taehyung asks peeking down at you. You raise an eyebrow in confusion as he pushes you off and stands up before helping you onto your own two feet. “What kind of drama would you like? One where we knew each other when we were little but we forgot? Or, maybe one where I’m the boss and you’re the assistant but I fall in love with you anyway. Or the classic that we both love, we both go to Macau for different reasons and we drink too much of a drug we didn’t know we were taking and end up in the same hotel room and we have sex and you get pregnant?” You laugh shoving his shoulder. “Okay, good. I agree. The last one. Instead of a hotel room, we’ll use our apartment. Let’s go.” He says pulling you towards the door. “Yah!” You yell with a laugh, Taehyung chuckles as he drags you down the small hallway of your now ‘being sold’ apartment before slipping his shoes on. He looks down at you before giving you a big box smile. “Never, ever forget how much I love you, okay baby?” You nod before telling him how much you love him as well. Even though you get insecure at times Taehyung will always hold you to him. Because, he loved you like no tomorrow and there would be no tomorrow without you in his life.

[thornsnips]

Not Again.(Jeon Jungkook x Reader)

Summery: After almost losing your life Giving birth to you first born how Can you tell Jeongguk that you pregnant again?

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Slight mentions of death, swearing, unplanned pregnacy. hella cute kid.

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“Jeon Jisung!"  Jeongguk yells as his son climbs on top of a chair in the practice room as the guys grab water as they take a break. Jisung turns around to his daddy with a big smile making Jeongguk sigh shakily before smiling. "You're going to hurt yourself, big boy!" Jeongguk says wiping his forehead with a towel before scooping his 2 year old son up into his arms. "Daddy." Jisung whines clutching onto Jeongguk's neck making his heart melt. He didn't know how special fatherhood would be and how difficult, besides. Jisung was a surprise to Jeongguk and his wife Y/N but he was a welcome surprise even though the pregnancy wasn't without it's hardships. "Can you believe that our Kook is a dad already? Before all of us?" Taehyung asks as he rubs his wife’s pregnant belly. Jeongguk smiles over at them before feeling a bit of jealousy burn at the back of his mind. He wishes your pregnancy was that easy, that you didn't have so many sleepless nights of crying and pain before having to give birth to Jisung early. Too early, Jisung was born at just 5 months in the womb, weighing just three pounds. Jeongguk looks away from Taehyung before petting the top of his sons head as Jisung wriggles to get comfy. "Are you tired?" Jeongguk asks quietly angling his head to try and see his son's face. Jisung nods before letting out a loud whine. "Okay, okay." Jeongguk says as Hoseok and Yoongi look up from the floor with a smile as Jisung clutches on to his dad. "Are we done for the day? I should probably take Jisung home for bedtime. It's already 9 o'clock." Namjoon looks over at Sejin before nodding. "Sure, Jisung needs his sleep to get big and strong." Jeongguk smiles before kissing his son's temple. "Let's go see mommy." Jisung squeals happily before writhing around wanting to get down. Jeongguk puts him down before putting his hands on his sides as Jisung runs over to every member and hugging them. Jeongguk gathers his stuff along with Jisung's little school bag and his small Gucci sweater Taehyung bought him for his second birthday. Jisung begins to run to the door before Jeongguk whistles loudly. "Yah. Jeon Jisung. Get over here and put your sweater on!" He chides his son, Jisung turns around slowly before pouting and shuffling his tiny feet over to his father. "You don't want to get sick, do you baby?" Jeongguk asks crouching down with a groan. Jisung shakes his head making Jeongguk wrinkle his nose. "See you tomorrow!" Jeongguk says with a wave as his son takes off running out the practice door making Jeongguk chuckle. "Bye hyungs!" He yells before chasing his son.

Jeongguk enters the house with a sleeping Jisung in his arms. The house was quiet apart from you in the bathroom freaking out as you hold the fourth pregnancy test of today in your hands. You were pregnant and you knew Jeongguk would NOT be happy. After your pregnancy with Jisung, Jeongguk had decided that one child was enough. He almost lost both of you during your first pregnancy and he would not let that happen again. He felt blessed that you were safe and sound and so was his son. So as you hear the door of the large apartment slam your legs begin to quiver in nervousness. Of course, it was difficult for you in your pregnancy but just knowing that Jisung would be safe made you calmer. Even if you didn't make it, you loved Jisung so much that if he was alive and well you would be fine with dying. You shove the fourth stick into the garbage before covering it with toilet paper. You hear Jeongguk's feet pad past your bedroom door as you sneak out of the bathroom and lay down in the bed. Your heart thumping loudly as adrenaline fills your veins. You wanted to cry and at the same time you wanted to laugh. You both were so careful during sex, how could this possibly happen? Now, birth control was not 100% effective but only in movies or books that you've read has it ever failed. You've never known it to fail any person you know, well, now besides you. You bite your nails as you throw the covers over yourself. Jeongguk closes Jisung's tiger striped decorated door quietly before walking over to your bedroom. He peaks in before giving you a large smile. "My baby." He whispers happily, his voice velvet and cream as he walks towards the bed with his bunny-like smile. You give him a small smile making Jeongguk stop short. He tilts his head before sucking air in through his teeth. "Did you have a bad day, babe?" He asks with a pout before stripping off his t-shirt and black tight sweats. You shake your head and he frowns deeply. "Y/N." Jeongguk says cautiously before you fake a smile. "I'm okay! Just tired! I cleaned the whole house today!" Jeongguk looks around before smirking, "You are surely the best wife anyone could ever have." He jumps on the bed before hooking his hand under your hip and pulling you to him. You don't know how far along you are or what Jeongguk will say but now that you knew you were pregnant again, your womb felt full and that made you nervous. Did you look pregnant yet? Would Jeongguk feel a small bump? You pick at the skin on your bottom lip with your teeth as Jeongguk runs his fingers over your side. "Jisung had a lot of fun with his uncles today and he got to come to dance practice, too." You smile at the thought of your son pretending to dance with the seven boys. "I'm going to go wash up before bed. I have schedule tomorrow so I have to be up early." Jeongguk says before leaning in and kissing you gently. You kiss back before letting out a breath of relief as he stands up, his fingers tracing over your flat tummy without any tip off of anything different. Jeongguk is going to FREAK out, you should have the courage to tell him.

 "Baby?" You ask as he starts to walk away. He stops short, his thigh muscles flexing as he turns back around, "Hmm?" He hums confused, "When you're done washing up can we have a little chat?" You ask trying to hide your nervousness. Jeongguk smiles showing his dimple before entering the bathroom. "Is something going on?" He calls out to you concerned as he grabs his face wash from the gold caddy on the wall next to the marble sink. You swallow before staring up at the ceiling. "No... Well, kinda. Maybe?" You say confused. Jeongguk wrinkles his eyebrows as he stares at himself in the mirror. He turns the water on as he runs his fingers over his smooth skin. "You know you can tell me anything, right babe?" He calls out to you. You put your hand on your flat stomach before closing your eyes. Your heart was beating quickly, the sound of it starting to fill your ears as your skin gets hotter. Jeongguk turns the water on before bending down to splash his face. His elbow hitting the face wash bottle sending it flying over the edge of the marble counter top and into the wastebasket on the side of the toilet. “Aish.” He mumbles silently before bending down to retrieve it. “Why’s there so much toilet paper in the garbage?” He asks himself as he picks up the bottle and throwing the toilet paper into the toilet. He stares down in the garbage before backing up. 

“No. No.” He mutters to himself as he kneels down on the heated floor. There were four pregnancy tests sitting in the garbage almost artistically stacked on top of each other. “Babe?” You call to him nervously, you hear the ruffling of the garbage bag and you bolt out of bed. Jeongguk picks the tests up with shaky hands before looking for the telltale lines. All four said pregnant. Jeongguk curses loudly before standing up, he would not almost lose you again. He couldn’t bear the weight of the world on his shoulders like that again. You were too precious to him and your son. You run into the bathroom as he clutches the tests in his hand. “This what you want to talk about?” He asks quietly, you look at his scared cheek in the mirror as he swallows thickly. You want to cry, and run and scream but you have to be strong. You already love this baby and it wasn’t going anywhere even if you potentially could lose your life. Jeongguk throws the sticks into the trash violently before kicking the bucket over. “Where’s your birth control? Hmm?” Jeongguk asks before rifling through your medicine cabinet. You swallow as he lets his rage out. You’ve seen Jeongguk destroy plenty of things when he’s angry, you just have to let it pass naturally. He grabs the thin piece of aluminum that holds your pills in place. His eyes narrow as he runs through all the days. “You haven’t missed a day.” He says before throwing the birth control pills into the toilet. You bite your bottom lip as he walks past you into the master bedroom. You lean shakily on the door post as he paces across the room. “How?” He asks putting is hands to his forehead. You open your mouth to talk but all that comes out is a squeak. “Y/N, HOW?! HOW COULD YOU LET THIS HAPPEN!?” He screams at the top of his lungs, the veins in his arms bulging out as he grips at his hair. You were the love of his life and you would not be going anywhere. Your eyes widen as he yells, your bite your bottom lip harder almost to the point of drawing blood. “I didn’t mean for it to happen, sometimes birth control doesn’t work one hundred percent of the time.” You murmur weakly making Jeongguk narrow his eyes at you. “You didn’t mean for it? What will happen to our Jisung? Hmm? You’re going to keep it? What if you FUCKING DIE?! LIKE YOU ALMOST DIED WHEN YOU HAD OUR SON? I HAD TO WATCH YOU FUCKING ALMOST BLEED OUT ON THE DELIVERY TABLE AS HE CRIED AND CRIED.” 

This time your teeth sink into your lip as you taste iron in your mouth. You sniffle once before biting back a sob. You knew he would be against it but not like this. You could never have predicted this. You walk over to the bed and sit down as Jeongguk stares at you. “Nothing? You have nothing to say?” He asks bitterly, you won’t open your mouth for fear of outwardly crying. “Then I’ll talk. You’re my wife. I love you more than anything in this entire universe. I love my son more than anything but by no means am I willing to have an unborn life almost take your life, again. You think if you died would I have been able to love Jisung?” 

Your eyes snap up to Jeongguk’s as tears spill down the corners. “Don’t you dare! Ever! Say you wouldn’t love him!” You screech standing up crying. Jeongguk looks taken aback before recovering himself. “How could I love him if he murdered his mother? What if this baby kills you? How could I love them. WHY WOULD YOU GIVE BIRTH TO A MURDERER?!” “STOP IT!” You scream loudly before running over to him and shoving him roughly. “Yah!” He yells grabbing your wrists. “Get rid of it. I don’t want it in our house! GET IT OUT!” He says pointing at your stomach. “Get rid of that killer inside you.” You blanch at his harsh words before struggling to pull away from him. “No.” You say simply before crossing your arms as his stance towers over you. “No? So you would just die and leave me and Jisung by ourselves? You would be like that to your husband and son?” Jeongguk bends down to your height before taking in a breath. “I love this baby just like I love you and our son!” You cry loudly putting your hands over your face as you trudge back towards the shared bed. Jeongguk swallows before watching you shuffle away.

 His heart breaking as his two year old son opens the bedroom door rubbing his eyes. “Mommy?” Jisung whines rubbing his face. You wipe your face quickly as you sit on the bed and looking up at the bright light of the room to make yourself stop crying. “I’m here, baby.” You say gently, your voice cracking slightly. Jeongguk’s legs get shaky as he watches the scene unfold in front of him. Jisung runs over to you with open arms and you embrace him quickly burying your face into his hair. Jeongguk sits down on the floor before replaying what he said. How the fuck could he say those things to you? How could he say he would never love his son? He begins to feel a balloon swell in his throat as his eyes burn. You were pregnant by no fault of your own and how harsh he has been towards you. He swallows as tears threaten to spill over. His knees come to his forehead as he hears you walk out of the room with your son in tow. Jisung has finally gone back to sleep and you fear what’s to come when you step back into the bedroom. You close Jisung’s door quietly before tiptoeing down the hallway towards your room. Jeongguk’s sobs are the first thing you hear before his outward monologue of shame. “How could you? How could you say those things to her? You stupid idiot.” He chides himself. You understand his heart, the fear he must be feeling. You would never want to be gone from this life if you could watch your Jisung grow up but while you were pregnant with him you made your peace with it. You walk back into the room before sitting on the edge of the bed. “Baby.” You call quietly to your husband. Jeongguk shakes his head childishly as he digs his head deeper into his lap. “I’m sorry.” He cries quietly, you could almost her his bottom lip quivering as he talks. “I’m not getting rid of this baby.” You say to him as you put your hand over your flat stomach. Jeongguk looks up before crying louder. His eyes wandering to your stomach, you had his child within you once more. He stands up before taking a deep breath and wiping his tear stained cheeks. He puts his hand on your thigh as he kneels in front of you. “I love you. I’m just scared. I don’t think my heart could take it if something horrible happens to you again. I love you and our son. I shouldn’t have said such awful words to you.” You nod before running your fingers through his hair. 

“I love you too. And, I love Jisung and this new baby.” Jeongguk swallows before putting his hand on your stomach. He clears his throat before putting his cheek to your thigh. “You won’t lose me, it might be difficult but it was some of the happiest times I could remember. Being pregnant is a blessing, and especially since it wasn’t planned it makes it even more special. You shouldn’t have such horrible things to say about your own baby.” Jeongguk mentally smacks himself as he relives his temper tantrum. “I’ll spend everyday thinking about how I can make up for the words I’ve said.” His long tattooed fingers caress your stomach before looking up at you. You look down at him incredulously. “You’ve never said anything so mean to me. I hope you don’t really think those horrible things.” You say to him. Jeongguk sighs loudly before closing his eyes. “Of course I don’t think those things. I was being horrible and nasty. I’m sorry.” “No matter what hardships come and go, this is still your child and you have to love them like the moon loves the sun.” Jeongguk looks up at you before sniffling and wiping his face. “I’m sorry. You’re absolutely right. I’m so sorry.” Jeongguk stands up before laying on the bed and opening his arms. You press your lips together licking at the cut inside your mouth as you inch up the bed. “I’m such a terrible person.” Jeongguk whispers as he wraps his arms around you. He buries his face into the crook of your neck before his fingers drift over your tummy. 

“We’ll just take better care of you this time around, okay? I know you won’t give the baby up and I should never have said anything so evil.” You nod with relief as he squeezes you closely to him. “I’ve never seen you so angry.” You whisper to him, Jeongguk takes in a sharp breath as his fingers rub comforting circles into your stomach. “It was the first time in a long time, I thought you would leave me and this life we have. I love you so much that I can’t lose you. Thinking of you in pain and being hurt makes me angry.” He mumbles, “I’m not going anywhere. We are a perfect little family, we have no reason to worry yet. For all we know Jisung was a special case and this pregnancy can go swimmingly.” Jeongguk nods into your neck making you smirk. “I love you and Jisung and Agi.” The word baby makes you smile. “I know you do. Me too.” Jeongguk picks his head up before smiling at you. “I’ll be the best husband and dad forever. Forgive me, please?” You know he’s sincere, you know he didn’t really mean the things he said while he was scared. You nod before feeling Jeongguk’s soft lips on yours. You smile into the kiss before Jeongguk moves down on the bed and lifts your pajama top kissing your flat stomach. “Daddy won’t be mean to you ever again, I’m sorry Agi.” Jeongguk presses his cheek on your stomach before pulling out his phone. His phone begins to ring throughout the room as he flicks your belly button ring. You raise an eyebrow as Jeongguk hums gently in the large room. “What’re you doing?” You whisper to your husband as he kisses your stomach. “Yoboseyo?” You hear Jimin call through the phone. “JIMIN-SSI!” Jeongguk yells loudly and you smack him on the shoulder before pointing towards Jisung’s room. “Sorry.” He whispers to you. “Jeongguk-ssi!” Jimin screams back. “Put the camera on.” Jeongguk says before pushing the phone away from him. Jeongguk shows the phone to you and you smile and wave at Jimin. He waves back with a large smile. “What’re you guys doing?” Jimin asks cutely as he stretches out on his bed. “Laying in bed, thought I’d call you and tell you something.” Jeongguk says nonchalantly as he picks his head up off you. Jimin tilts his head confused. Jeongguk points the camera at your stomach. “What’s wrong? Y/N feels sick? Or something?” You smirk at Jimin’s cluelessness. “No.” Jeongguk says simply, Jimin rolls his eyes, “If you called me to play a guessing game, just hang up and go to bed.” “But, it’s really exciting news.” Jeongguk says with a pout. “So then just tell me, idiot.” Jimin whines. “Just look, okay?” Jeongguk asks with a laugh, Jimin gives a nod as Jeongguk bends down and kisses your stomach. Jimin opens his mouth before shaking his head and widening his eyes. “What? One more time.” Jeongguk smirks before kissing it again. “No fucking way.” Jimin mutters to himself. Jeongguk lays next to you putting his head on your shoulder. “So what do you think? Uncle?” Jeongguk asks with a smile. Jimin stutters before throwing his body back. “Again? Not one? But two?” He asks happily, you nod to him and he covers his face as he starts to cry. Jeongguk sighs happily, before rubbing your stomach. “Are you that happy?” You ask Jeongguk’s best friend. Jimin wipes at his eyes with his sleeve, “Yes!” He cries loudly, Jeongguk lowers the volume with a chuckle trying to be courteous to his son who he already has woken up tonight. You sigh happily, as you lay back comfortably. “Y/N needs to sleep, she’s going to come with me tomorrow.” You look at Jeongguk surprised. He winks at you, “Congratulations. I love you guys. I’m going to give you the biggest hug tomorrow Y/N. You have no idea.” You laugh before nodding. “I will receive it with open arms.” Jimin laughs putting his head back before clapping happily. “Love you guys. Goodnight.” Jimin says as you say your goodbyes. Jeongguk throws his phone on the side table before taking your face between his hands and kissing you hard. “I’m going to work with you tomorrow?” You ask as Jeongguk pulls the covers up over your bodies before shutting off the light by the bed. “Yeah, you’re coming to work and we’re going to surprise everyone with the good news.” Jeongguk pulls you closer to him in the darkness as he closes his eyes. “I’m going to be a daddy again. And, I’ll work harder at being the best dad I can be. Thank you for making me a dad again, I’ll treasure this forever.” He kisses the top of your head as you close your eyes. No matter what would happen in this pregnancy, Jeongguk would be by your side one hundred percent of the way. You knew this and it warms your heart to know that no matter how Jeongguk expressed his fears he would always love his family more than anything.

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Who I write For.

So as far as I’m concerned i will write for Monsta X Bts and Got7 I will entertain other ideas such as Marvel, Dc, My hero academia and Full metal alchemist, But I probably wont add those to my main masterlist(ounce I've made one) I am mostly going to write for the first three unless You request otherwise :)

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50 Prompts

Some prompts I wrote a few of them I took from online( NSFW Prompts are in bold) Send me one or two numbers for whatever yo want me to write for( I will post a list of the stuff I do write for later. )Romance or not im cool with just friend stories too.

1. Ew, did you just kiss me?!? On the lips!?!

2. ‘’I love you.’’

3. ‘’Newsflash asshole. I’ve been in love with you my entire life!’’

4. ‘’I demand cuddles’’

5. ‘’Don’t touch them.’’

6. ‘’Im scared please hold me...’’

7.’’I wont let anything happen to you...’’

8. ‘’You’re bleeding!’’

9. ‘’Where are my morning kisses?!’’

10. ‘’Just tell me what to do to fix this...’’

11. ‘’...Please...’’

12. ‘’Your beautiful.’’

13. ‘’Its gong to be OK.’’

14. ‘’We’re not even dating?!’’

15. ‘’Why do you care?’’

16. ‘’I thought you hated me?!?’’

17. ‘’I lost the baby’’

18. ‘’Maybe ill consider it...If you give me another kiss.’’

19. ‘’I just want you to cuddle me!’’

20. ‘’Hug me please, Im a wimp...’’

21.  ‘’You an idiot but you my idiot.’’

22. ‘’We can be losers together...’’

23. “Love me Damn it!’’

24. ‘’tickle battle!!!’’

25. “Why are you smiling.’’

26. ‘’I have loved you for so long now...’’

27. ‘’Lets move in together...’’

28. ‘’Im not crying...’’

29. ‘’I love you...doofus...’’

30. ‘’Then kiss me!’’

31. ‘’I missed you weird smile.’’

32. ‘’Memes don’t solve internal problems!’’

33. ‘’I’m glad I have a friend like you.’’

34. ‘’Then lets take a break!’’

35. ‘’Will you marry me?’’

36. ‘’I hate you.’’ 

37. “i just don’t feel the same anymore. Im sorry...’’

38. ‘’Dont leave me’’

39. ‘’I’m pregnant’’

40. ‘’Your the father.’’

41. ‘’I just keep coming back to you.’’

42.  ‘’We’re the avengers!’’

43. ‘’Its not that noticeable...’’

44. ‘’wanna makeout?

45. ‘’Do you think they heard us?’’ ‘’Definitely.’’

46. ‘’your so beautiful like this’’

47. ‘’cute butt.’’(this dosent have to be NSFW tbh )

48. ‘’Beg’’

49. ‘’I cant take it anymore, I need you.

50. ‘’i want to bury myself so deep inside of you.’’