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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 2 years

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Santa Baby - KNJ

Summary: Namjoon and Y/N go to do some Christmas shopping and Namjoon lets Y/N have some free reign with his credit card as a treat. But when she buys something that causes things to go from soft to steamy.

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff, and smut. Namjoon can’t get enough of the lingerie set Y/N bought basically

“Next year I could be just as good, if you check off my Christmas list”

“Baby...”

Y/N hummed in her sleep, cuddling into the pillow more. She had fallen asleep in Namjoon’s room after the two had watched a movie together and cuddled. There may have been a handjob and some fingering under the blanket, but that was an added plus to the night.

She felt Namjoon press kisses to her exposed cheek. “It’s time to wake up, beautiful.”

She whined and lifted her arms up with her eyes still closed. She felt Namjoon wrap his arms around her waist and lift her up, setting her on his lap. She leaned forward and rested her head on his shoulder.

“What time is it?” She asked slowly.

“Just past nine.” Namjoon replied. She hummed and inhaled his scent of faint cologne, books and leather. “Are you starting to wake up?” She nodded. He rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head. “That’s good. Do you want to shower or are you going to do that later?”

“I showered last night so I’ll do it later.” She whispered. “Remember?”

“I remember, baby.” He chuckled. “You still need to get changed though.”

“But I’m comfy.” She pointed out.

“I know, baby. I am too. But we’re going shopping tomorrow, and we can’t go in our pyjamas can we?”

“No.” Y/N agreed. She sat up slowly and looked at Namjoon through bleary eyes. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, baby.” He said, pushing her hair out of her face. “I take it you slept well?”

“Yup. I like sleeping with you. You’re nice to cuddle.” Y/N replied. She had woken up a lot more now. It was true, Namjoon was nice to cuddle. It was well known that he was tall and had muscles to die for, which meant that Y/N would be engulfed whenever he cuddled her.

“Thank you, baby.” Namjoon leaned forward and kissed her softly.

“Morning breath.” Y/N wrinkled her nose, making Namjoon chuckle, his dimples showing. She reached forward and poked one. “That dimple is illegal.” She said.

“Using my own song lyrics against me.” Namjoon feigned shock before tapping her thigh. “Okay, let’s go and get ready and then we can do some Christmas shopping for everyone. And as a treat since you’ve been so good, I will let you get whatever you want, okay?”

“Anything?” Y/N asked. Namjoon nodded.

“Anything my baby wants, she will get.” He said. “And she doesn’t have to wait until Christmas to use them.”

“Thank you, Joonie.” She said kissing him again. She slid off his lap. “Let’s get ready!”

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“Alright, baby, where to first?” Namjoon asked. Y/N looked around. She needed to buy the boys their presents and she already knew what she was going to get each of them, but it was going to be hard buying Namjoon’s.

She decided to get Taehyung’s present first. She had seen him looking at some Gucci lingerie online a few days ago but had not bought anything from it. He was probably self-restraining to see what he got for Christmas. So, she had done some looking and found the perfect thing for him. It was a bodysuit that had black floral lace on it. It would suit Tae perfectly.

“Gucci?” She asked. “I need to get TaeTae’s present.”

“What are you getting Tae?” Namjoon asked curiously.

“You’ll see.” She said as they entered the store. With the help of one of the store assistants, she located the body suit. It was even more perfect in person.

“He is going to look beautiful in that.” Namjoon murmured as she dug around in her purse to find her card. He noticed this. “Hey, I thought I was paying.”

“Not for the presents for the boys, oppa.” She said, pulling out her card and paying. “Those are the things I want to buy myself.” She did now have a job that paid decently well. She was a dance choreographer for Hybe, but she mainly worked with TXT and Enhypen. Occasionally she would work with BTS, but those times were rare because they had their own choreographers that they had been working with for years and it wouldn’t make sense to completely change up the style just so they could work with their soulmate. It also removed any distractions, especially Yoongi, who could not keep his hands off her when she wore leggings.

“Can we get another one of these in size medium, please.” Namjoon requested. The woman behind the counter nodded and disappeared to get a second bodysuit. Y/N looked up at him questioningly. “I’ll be damned if I don’t see you wearing that.” He said. “You and Tae in matching lingerie will be a sigh to behold.”

“Control your horniness, oppa.” She chided, dangling the bag off her wrist and putting away her card. “We are in public.”

“It’s kind of hard to control when you are buying lacy lingerie in front of me.” Namjoon hissed.

Y/N giggled. “Oops?” Namjoon sighed and playfully rolled his eyes. “Can we go to Chanel next? I saw the perfect jacket for Jimin.”

“Of course, baby.” Namjoon said, kissing the top of her head. “That’s where I wanted to get part of your present from as well.”

“Part of my present?” Y/N looked at him. She thought they were only getting each other one thing each.

“After everything you’ve been through this year, we decided that we wanted to thoroughly spoil you and get you whatever we wanted to.” Namjoon explained.

“But...”

“No buts, baby. You still are getting everyone one thing, though.” He said authoratively. Y/N pursed her lips and stayed quiet. These boys would find every possible excuse to spoil her and she wouldn’t ever be able to stop them.

In Chanel, Y/N bought Jimin’s jacket, which was black silk and would suit Jimin perfectly. Namjoon had gone off with another store attendant to get her present, which from the looks of things was jewellery.

A couple of hours later, they finally sat down for lunch. Y/N had got presents for everyone but Jungkook and Namjoon. For Hoseok she had got an AOI Icon black hoodie, a white t-shirt, and some bleached red jeans all from Supreme. Since she now knew that the boys were getting her more than one thing, she decided that she was also going to break the one item rule, especially because Jimin and Taehyung had quite expensive presents. She also got Hoseok a trinity ring from Cartier which was silver, gold and black. Also from Cartier, she got Taehyung a trinity bracelet that was white gold, yellow gold and rose gold.

She also got Jimin a soft knitted blanket since she knew how much he liked to wrap up in as many blankets as possible when they were watching movies together, but his blanket was getting old and ragged.

For Seokjin she had got some new cooking pans that were really high quality and she also got him a pair of rose gold orchid earrings, also from Cartier.

And for Yoongi she had got him a Fear of God Monarch sweatshirt, that she would definitlely be stealing, and a silver necklace with a lock on it from Louis Vuitton.

Namjoon had also treated her with a couple of items from each of the shops. He had bought her a white Supreme hoodie that matched the one she had bought Hoseok with the promise that he would wear it for a bit so it smelt like him. From Cartier, he had got her a pair of trinity earrings that were diamond encrusted. From Fear of God he got her a sweatshirt that he was going to give to Jungkook to wear and then she was going to have it back. And from Louis Vuitton, he got her a small leather backpack.

“What can I get for you today?” A waiter came over to the table. He smiled warmly at Y/N before dropping the smile when he looked at Namjoon.

Namjoon clenched his jaw and cleared his throat before looking over the menu once more. “We’ll get the afternoon tea to share, and two portions of the coconut mochi.” He said before closing the menu and handing it to the waiter.

“And anything for the pretty lady?” The waiter asked, making Y/N shift in discomfort, which Namjoon noticed.

“I’m going to kindly ask you to not speak to my girlfriend like that.” Namjoon said, trying to keep himself calm. “Unless you want to be done for harassment.”

“I’m sorry, sir. I did not think.” The waiter said quickly, the threat that Namjoon had given clearly hitting too close to home. “I will go and get your order.”

Namjoon nodded tightly, his jaw still clenched. “I would also like to request another waiter, please. You’ve made my girl uncomfortable and I don’t want that happening to her.”

“Of course, sir.” The waiter disappeared.

“Thank you, Joonie.” Y/N said quietly. He grabbed hold of her hand and stroked the back of it with her thumb.

“He was making you uncomfortable and that’s not right.” Namjoon pointed out. “Nobody should make you feel uncomfortable. If they do, you come and tell me straight away.”

“I’ll always tell you.” Y/N said. A waitress came over to the table with their items.

“Here is your food and drinks. I’m so sorry about the previous waiter, I promise it will never happen again.” She said to the pair.

Namjoon nodded and smiled, his dimples showing. “Thank you so much.”

“Enjoy your meal.” The waitress bowed and walked away.

“Smile baby.” Namjoon pulled out his phone to take some pictures of Y/N. “My beautiful lunch date.”

“Stopppp.” Y/N whined, hiding her face.

“Aigoo, so cute.” Namjoon cooed, still taking pictures of her.

“Joonie oppa.” Y/N removed her hands from her face to playfully glare at Namjoon.

“Just one smile, baby, please. For me.” Namjoon begged, making Y/N roll her eyes and smile for Namjoon. “Absolutely beautiful.” Namjoon said as he looked at the photos he had taken.

Y/N pulled out her phone and took some photos of Namjoon without him realising. They were of him smiling down at his phone.

“So handsome.” Y/N said, making him look up at her, still smiling. “Got it!” She took a picture of him. “Perfect.”

“You’re perfect, baby.” Namjoon said. Y/N blushed and took a sip from her tea.

“Thank you, oppa.” She whispered.

Namjoon reached forward and grabbed one of the sandwiches. “Any time, baby. Now eat up. We’ve still got shops to go to, and you’re going to need your energy.”

Y/N reached forward and grabbed a smoked salmon and cream cheese sandwich. “This place is so cute. I love it here.”

“I know.” Namjoon was silent for a second. “You know what, this can be our place where we go on our more casual dates.”

“I’d like that.” Y/N smiled. “Just me and you.”

“I love you, baby.” Namjoon said, taking another sandwich from the tray in front of them.

“I love you, oppa.” Y/N replied, picking up one of the mochi.

“You love mochi, don’t you?” He chuckled. Y/N nodded, her mouth full. “Cute.”

“Try one, they’re so good.” She said after she swallowed. She thrust one into Namjoon’s face.

“Okay, baby.” He opened his mouth and allowed her to feed him.

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“Last shop.” Y/N announced as they reached the lingerie store. They had gone to Balenciaga, where Y/N had bought a pair of black lace-up boots with white chunky soles for Jungkook, which Namjoon had got a pair for her in white. They then stopped in Prada, where she had bought a knitted cashmere hoodie for Namjoon. Namjoon had bought her another gift from Prada as well. They also stopped at the bookstore where she had got Namjoon some new philosophical books, and Namjoon had treated her to some new fantasy and romance books, with the promise of a reading date and a picnic when it was warmer.

“Are you planning to get something for Tae here?” Namjoon asked.

Y/N turned and smiled at him slyly. “Nope.” She said. “This is all gonna be for me.”

“All of it?”

“Every single one.” She whispered in his ear. “And you never know, I could give you a fashion show when we get back.”

Namjoon groaned. “There’s no could about that. You are giving me a fashion show and then I’m gonna fuck you nice and hard.” He said in her ear. Y/N let out a shaky breath and pressed her thighs together.

“Yes, Daddy.” She smirked before disappearing into the store.

“Fucking hell.” Namjoon muttered under his breath before following her inside.

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“Are you ready for the show, Daddy?” Y/N asked from the adjoining bathroom to Namjoon’s bedroom.

Namjoon sat up immediately, his feet braced on the floor. He was sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m always ready for you, baby.” He was already hard in his pants, but it wasn’t unbearable. “How many do you have to show me?”

“Around six.” Y/N called back.

“Ok, come on out then, kitten.” Namjoon said. He had his eyes trained on the door, waiting with baited breath for her to come out. The first outfit was a red corset style top with matching red panties.

“I’ve left the most scandalous for last.” She said, stopping in front of Namjoon and posing with her hands on her hips.

“Let me see the back.” He said, his mouth dry. She looked stunning. The panties framed her ass perfectly.

“You look stunning, kitten.” Namjoon said. “Let’s see the next one.”

Each one got more and more scandalous. Next was an open-back lacy black babydoll style top with a pink bow and a cute little skirt attached, which had matching black panties. Then she came out wearing a one piece that was mesh and see through with lacy detail on the cups and shiny straps that had crystals on them.

The next few gave Namjoon a small heart attack when she showed them to him. The first was a blue lace one piece that was basically just strings in the back holding it together. It basically only covered the front of her. The next one was a similar style but had even less fabric in the front and it was an aqua colour. But it was the final one that made Namjoon the hardest he had ever been.

It was pretty much just bands that covered her up. Red bands that left little to the imagination.

“Look at you, kitten.” Namjoon pulled her onto his lap. “Dressed up so pretty for Daddy.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” She said, a smile on her face. One of the things that Namjoon loved the most about Y/N was that while she had a praise kink, they also found out that she had a slight degradation kink once she had fully recovered from the trauma Jackson had evoked on her.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for Daddy?” He asked, trailing his fingers up and down her sides.

“I’m always Daddy’s good girl.” She said sassily. “But tonight, I wanna be Daddy’s little slut.”

“Well you certainly look like a little slut.” Namjoon said. “Alright, get on the bed with your ass up because I don’t remember giving you permission to buy all these slutty outfits.”

“But you said I could buy whatever I wanted, Daddy.” She purred, not getting off his lap, but instead grinding down on his lap. “And you’re already so hard. Let me help you.”

“Excuse me, kitten, but are you disobeying me?” Namjoon tightened his grip on her hips, making her stop moving. “I won’t repeat myself again. On the bed. Ass up. Face down. Am I clear?”

“Are you gonna spank me, Daddy? Make me even more wet?” She asked, getting off his lap and positioning herself on the bed.

“You’re getting 10 spanks, little whore. And then you’re going to take my cock in your slutty little mouth if you can handle that.”

Namjoon knelt on the bed behind her and ran a hand over her exposed ass. “This can’t even be classed as clothes. It’s just red bands that cover you up.”

“I bought it just for you Daddy. I knew you’d like it.”

“You look absolutely stunning in it, baby, but since you’ve been acting like a little brat who is just desperate for my cock, isn’t that right?” He said. “Nothing like my good little girl. She’s been replaced by some cock-hungry whore.”

Y/N let out a moan and wiggled her ass, desperate for some friction.

“Count, you needy slut.” He spanked her 10 times, each time she counted and thanked him.

Namjoon looked at his handiwork and smiled. Her ass was all red. “So pretty for me.” He said. “Now, I would rip this off you, but since you’ve just got it, I’m going to let you take it off and not let it get ruined. Because I know for a fact your Sir and Master and Oppa would love to see you in it.”

“Please I need your cock, Daddy.” She said after she’d taken off the lingerie.

“Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck your mouth, even though you don’t deserve it.” Namjoon ordered.

“Please, Daddy. I need your cock to make me into a good girl. I want it in my mouth so bad. I need to taste you.” She begged. “Please.”

“Get on your knees.” Namjoon ordered. He pulled off his shirt and trousers and boxers. He knelt in front of Y/N and cupped her cheek. “Colour, baby?”

“I’m green.” She replied. “I would like a kiss though.”

Namjoon leaned forward and connected their lips. “Good girl.” He said. “Now, suck.” He shoved her head down to his cock. He groaned as her wet mouth engulfed his tip and sucked. “Look up at me.” Their eyes met as he pushed his cock further into her mouth. She gagged slightly before controlling the reflex.

“Such a good girl, taking my entire cock in your mouth.” Namjoon praised. She moaned, the sound vibrating down his shaft. He moved his hips, causing small, wet sounds to come from her throat as he fucked it.

After a few more minutes, he pulled her off. “Lie down.” He ordered. She did so, wiping the spit off her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Colour, baby?”

“Green, Daddy.” Y/N’s voice was slightly scratchy.

“Are you sure, baby? I can be less harsh?” Namjoon wasn’t entirely convinced by Y/N’s answer.

“Is that okay, Joonie? Just wanna be us, nothing else.” Y/N admitted.

Namjoon hummed and settled over her. “Of course we can, baby.” He said, looking down at her lovingly. “Just us.”

“Just us.” Y/N repeated, leaning up to kiss him. Namjoon trailed a hand down her body, fingers brushing over her nipples, causing gasps and small moans to fall from her lips. “Please, please, please.” She pleaded.

Namjoon hushed her as he trailed kisses down her neck. “I’ve got you. It’s okay. I’m going to give you what you want.” He reassured her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He moved his fingers down to her pussy and moved them up and down before pressing two inside of her.

“You’re soaked baby. So ready for me, hm?” He asked.

“Yes, please. I need you.” She said.

“You’ve got me. You have all of me.” Namjoon said, positioning the head of his cock at her entrance.

“Oh, fuck.” She moaned out as he pushed inside. She was tight and warm.

“You feel so good, baby. You always do.” Namjoon said, moving his hips slowly, coaxing small moans out of her every now and then.

“So good, so good.” She moaned, letting out a whine as Namjoon rubbed his thumb over her clit. He moved his head up from her neck to kiss her.

“I know baby. You like feeling good, don’t you?” He asked. Y/N moaned and nodded, getting tigher around her.

“I’m close.” She said.

“I know, baby. So am I.” Namjoon said. He moaned as he felt the knot in his stomach getting tighter. “Cum whenever you want, baby. I’ve got you.”

Y/N moaned and pressed up into his thumb as she let go. Her legs shook and her back arched as moan after moan fell from her pretty lips. Namjoon was close behind, his hips stuttering and eventually stilling as he spilled into her.

“Thank you, Joonie.” She whispered, kissing him gently. He slowly pulled out of her and rolled off her, pulling her close.

“You don’t need to thank me, baby.” He said.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Now get some sleep, you’ve had a long day.” He said, kissing the top of her forehead. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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jolinaprincess · 2 years

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BTS MAFIA SOULMATES A/B/O AU FFBT - Her Present/Arriving In South Korea/Meeting Her Soulmates (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1251896852-bts-mafia-soulmates-a-b-o-au-ffbt-her-present?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=JolinaMaletsky&wp_originator=zAGfHUYeZLn9HKMHapYP0n2m4WEgv9hjt3dlI9IscHKfloB1eW9DZE8hJbpjiV3bKBIr%2BEqOrGWnQtLYklYt%2BpD3xfctjAo4uZ8Scn0LPPn4LhogdiafvmKn1xjtubpN

This is a story about an omega girl named Y/N and her alpha soulmates BTS. Y/N and BTS were childhood friends when they were kids, but she had to leave South Korea because of her father's work was build a branch of the company that he works at in the United States. She came back a five years later when she decided to come back to South Korea and go to college there. One day Y/n was pass by the college hallway and saw her childhood friends BTS hangout by the tree area. She about to headed over there with a smile on her face but saw that they had a girl with them laughing and all smiles, so she decided to walk on to her next class when she accidentally bumped into Jungkook, and they touched hands, but He didn't realize it just said sorry and headed on over to where the others were and their girlfriend, but Y/n did she just kept quiet about it since they were happy with the girl they with plus she had demons and her past to deal with and it's better not to bring them in the mess that is her life. Sold when she is about 15yr old to one of her dad's friends from the underground to work as a fighter and a sex slave/assassin at a night club, forced to kill people that messed with her Master or wanted the person gone so that he'll always be number one. The question is Can Y/n still be the same Y/n when the boy's finds out about her demons and past?

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 2 years

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Last Christmas - MYG

Summary: Y/N and Yoongi have a deep talk during a blackout caused by the snow storm which leads to Y/N opening up about how much Jackson had affected her mentally. This makes Yoongi show her just how special she is to him and just how much he loves her.

Warnings: Fluff and smut, Y/N talks to Yoongi about how Jackson affected her, mentions of SA

AN: I know this is out after Christmas but it’s fine because I know a lot of us are still in the Christmas spirit. And the TXT comeback timeline is a bit backward here (as in Lovesong is still in the works). Also, if anyone wants to request any oneshots like this, then let me know.

“Last Christmas, I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away This year, to save me from tears, I’ll give it to someone special”

Since the snow day Y/N had had with Jin a few days ago, the snow had gotten worse and worse until it became a full blown storm. With Christmas day right around the corner, it was good that everyone had done their Christmas shopping, and the only panic that was going on was Jin panicking that they had forgotten food for Christmas and would not have enough, even though there was a list that he had made and got every item on and had triple checked.

But everyone else was relaxed. They were on a break from work, and they had their own recording equipment just in case they wanted to record a song on their break.

Y/N was downstairs in the dance room, working out choreography for TXT’s new comeback. It had more of a darker vibe to it, which she loved. She listened to the music as it played through the speakers. She had two dances to choreograph, but she didn’t mind doing it in her break because it was something she enjoyed.

She almost had everything down for one song apart from the last chorus. As she worked through the dance, the lights began to flicker, catching her attention. She frowned up at the ceiling after she paused the music.

“What?” She asked herself. “The bulbs were just changed, they shouldn’t be...” She trailed off as they flickered again before sputtering out. “Seriously?” She complained. “Guess I’m gonna have to cut this choreography session short.” She huffed and turned on the flashlight on her phone so she could see her water bottle so she could bring it back upstairs.

She grabbed it and made her way back to the door as she called Yoongi.

“Jagiya, what’s wrong?” He picked up on the first ring.

“The lights have gone in the dance studio again.” She said, opening the door. “And in the hallway...” She trailed off. “All the lights are out.”

“Hold on, I’m coming.” Yoongi said before hanging up the phone. A few seconds later, she heard footsteps and Yoongi appeared before her.

“No lights and no wifi.” Y/N said.

“Maybe the power has gone out?” Yoongi suggested. He walked over to Y/N and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Nothing to do but enjoy each other’s company.”

Y/N hummed and leaned up, pressing their lips together. “Cuddles?” She asked.

“I will give you all the cuddles in the world.” Yoongi reassured, taking her hand and leading her up to his room.

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There had been a comfortable silence in the room for the past half an hour. Seokjin had poked his head in about ten minutes ago to let them know that the power company had called and that the power would be out indefinitely due to the storm.

Not that the pair minded. They were enjoying just being in each other’s company. Yoongi was lying on his back with one arm behind his head and one arm around Y/N’s shoulders. Y/N was lying slightly on top of him, with her head resting on his chest. She had one arm under her head, and one arm resting on his waist, her hand gently rubbing the bare skin that was revealed from his top being pulled up.

Y/N was silently thinking to herself about how much her life had changed since last Christmas. She was so grateful for these seven boys who had come into her life and completely turned it upside down. In the best way possible.

“Thank you.” She murmured, making Yoongi look down at her in surprise.

“For what, jagiya?” He asked.

“For helping me to get better and get over Jackson.” She replied. “This time last year was so much worse than now.”

“You’re welcome, jagiya.” He said. His eyes swept over her face for a second. “Do you need to talk about what happened last year?”

Y/N knew she needed to get it off her chest. She had never fully come to terms with what had happened that night and she would just push it down and ignore it. It was like her coping mechanism.

“Yes.” She replied.

“Okay.” Yoongi pushed himself up to sit against the headboard, pulling Y/N up with him and putting her on his lap. “Talk to me.”

“Last year, Jackson threw a massive party for his work friends. And he paraded me around like his prized pony. Except it was worse than that. You know how he used to hit me with his belts. For Christmas that year, my present was a belt. Which he then proceeded to beat me with before the party. That year I wasn’t allowed to join in. But there was a reason for that. From the bedroom upstairs, I could hear that they were watching a video that sounded like some porn. They were all boys so I could understand that they would be watching porn, but then I realised...” She trailed off as Yoongi’s arms around her waist tightened.

“It was of you wasn’t it?” He asked softly. She nodded.

“He showed just how good he could fuck me off to his friends like it was some competition. Apparently they were all doing it. They all watched videos of them fucking their significant others and then they ranked them all. It was disgusting.”

“The police said that they found and destroyed pornographic tapes when they raided and searched the house. Do you think that’s what those were?” Yoongi said to attempt to put her mind at ease.

“I hope so.” She replied. “Because the fear I have that those are out there... it’s mentally draining.”

“Even if they did get out, every single copy of it would be taken down and deleted.” Yoongi said. He was silent before he spoke again. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I guess I just didn’t want that night to be real. And me talking about it would make it real.” She said.

“Ok. It’s ok. Nothing is going to happen.” Yoongi reassured her. “You are completely safe.”

“I know. Thanks to you.” Y/N said, feeling a lot lighter. “That talk made me feel a lot better.”

“That’s good, jagiya.” He said. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” Y/N replied. She moved so she was straddling Yoongi’s lap and smiled at him. “And you can’t say ‘No, I love you more’ because that’s copying.”

“Oh, it’s copying, is it?” Yoongi cocked an eyebrow at her. He moved his hands to her waist and tickled her, making her shriek out in surprise.

“Yes, copying.” She confirmed, squirming in his lap as he continued to tickle her.

“Sure, jagiya. Sure.” Yoongi’s deep voice drawled, hands coming to rest on her waist. “You know what, though?” He began to move her hips against his. “You’ve caused an issue. And you’re going to fix it.” Y/N felt how hard he was under her.

“I mean, you could fix it yourself.” Y/N said sassily. “You don’t need me to fix it for you. Looks like it was caused by you. I’m innocent, here.”

“Oh, you’re innocent, are you?” Yoongi teased, rolling them over so she was pinned underneath him. “So then why is it every time I start to fuck you, you’re always begging me for more, always begging me to fill up all of your pretty little holes.” Yoongi said, accentuating his points with hard but slow rolls of his hips.

When Y/N said nothing, just playfully glared up at him before tilting her head back and whining at the friction, he just chuckled fondly. “So pretty, aren’t you?” He complimented her, leaning down to kiss her gently. Y/N blushed and shuffled under him. “All you’re going to get is praised tonight.” He said before kissing her again.

He trailed kisses down her neck, coaxing small moans and whimpers to fall from her lips. He unbuttoned her shirt that she had changed into. It did belong to him, but it looked better on her in his opinion. He trailed kisses down her chest as he undid each button before pausing just above her panties.

“Fucking hell.” He murmured, eyes travelling up and down her body, taking in every curve. “You’re beautiful.”

Y/N blushed again and covered her face. She had worn one of her new sets that Namjoon had bought her. It was a pale pink lacy set. “Joonie bought it for me.” She whispered.

“Yeah?” He asked, nosing at her hip. “He has very good taste for what suits you.”

Y/N giggled and pulled Yoongi up to kiss her again. “Need you.” She said.

“You have me, jagiya.” Yoongi replied, kissing her passionately. Y/N moaned into the kiss as his skilled fingers rubbed her clit through her panties, the lace causing delicious friction. “Sound so pretty.” He groaned, his hips grinding against her thigh. “I was going to eat you out but I really need to feel you wrapped around me.”

“Please.” Y/N said, her hips bucking up against Yoongi’s hand. His fingers wrapped around the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her legs. She automatically spread them apart, waiting for Yoongi to strip his clothes and settle between them. She closed her eyes relishing in the aching throb between her leg.

“You’re so wet, jagiya.” Yoongi said as he crawled back onto the bed and settling between her legs. The feeling of the warmth of his body resting on top of hers caused her eyes to flutter open. “Ready?” He asked, leaning down to peck her lips.

“Yes.” She replied. Yoongi shifted his weight onto one arm and reached down, wrapping his hand around his cock and rubbing its head along her pussy. “Fuck, please don’t tease.” She pouted, making Yoongi chuckle and keep pushing his cock head through her folds. “Yoongi, please.” Her pout increased.

“Ok, I’m sorry, jagiya.” Yoongi said. He pressed his cock against her hole and pushed his cock inside.

Y/N let out a satisfied sigh at the feeling of his cock pushing inside her. “Feels good.” She said. “Love your cock. I love you.”

“I love you more.” Yoongi said, moving his hips. “And you can’t say ‘no, I love you more’ because that’s copying.”

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully at Yoongi’s words and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Stealing my words, how could you?”

“I think I have every right considering how good I’m making you feel.” Yoongi said, with a pointed thrust of his hips. Y/N yelped in pleasure. His thumb came to a rest on top of her clit and pushed down gently before rubbing it in tight circles. “I’m not going to last much longer.” He admitted, the circles getting faster.

“Neither am I with how you’re rubbing me.” She said, arching her back and moaning out as the knot in her stomach got tighter. “Gonna cum.” She warned, her toes curling and her nerves igniting.

“We’ll cum together.” Yoongi said, his breath hitching. “God, you feel amazing.” His hips stuttered. “Okay, on three. One. Two. Three.”

As soon as the word left his mouth, the knot inside Y/N’s stomach snapped and she came all over his cock. She felt him cum as well.

“That was...” She said breathlessly.

“That was amazing.” Yoongi finished for her. He leaned down to kiss her gently. “I love you, so much.”

“I love you so much.” Y/N parroted. Yoongi moved to pull out of her, but she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him where he was. “No. Wanna stay like this.”

“I need to get you cleaned up, jagiya.” Yoongi said, a hand stroking her side. She shook her head stubbornly and played with his hair.

“Bath after. Just wanna stay like this for a bit.” She yawned. Yoongi gave in. When would he ever deny her of this?

“Ok, jagiya. We’ll have a quick nap and then bath, deal?” He said rolling over so he was on his side, spooning her.

“Deal.” She slurred, her eyes closed. Yoongi chuckled fondly.

“Goodnight, jagiya.” He kissed the top of her head before letting himself drift off as well.

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 2 years

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Crystal Snow - KSJ

Summary: Seokjin and Y/N bake some gingerbread cookies together but as they are letting them cool, they realise that there is snow falling. After some time playing in the snow, the pair decide that a nice bath isn’t the only thing that is going to warm them up.

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff, and some soft smut. Kinda religious stuff I guess (Seokjin likes the idea of Y/N calling him her God)

“Like snow piles up, I remember what you gave me You gave me the courage to live.”

“You look absolutely ridiculous.” Y/N giggled as she walked into the kitchen. Seokjin had texted her to come down and make gingerbread with him, so she happily obliged. But what she hadn’t expected was to see him stood in the kitchen, holding a wooden spoon and wearing a pink apron that said ‘Kiss the Cook’ all while having a pair of reindeer antlers complete with bells and baubles and ribbons on his head.

“I look amazing. You are just jealous.” He said. “You’re just boring, wearing your white hoodie and black sweatpants.”

“Well technically the hoodie isn’t mine.” She pointed out, stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss Jin.

“Ah I can see that. Because it practically hangs off you. Let me guess, it’s Hoseok’s?” He guessed. Y/N nodded.

“Well done. You can recognise his cologne.” She giggled, making Jin brandish the spoon at her.

“Yah, you little brat.” He said. “Okay, go wash your hands, and then we can make these gingerbread cookies.”

“Yes sir,” she saluted him jokingly. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands thoroughly while Jin got out all the ingredients.

Making gingerbread seemed complicated but was a lot easier than Y/N thought. After melting the butter and mixing it with the ingredients in a pan, they let it cool for a bit before rolling it out and creating the cookies.

“Did you have fun with Namjoon yesterday?” Jin asked. He was backhugging her as she washed up the things they had used and wouldn’t need to use again.

“Yes. It was really fun. I got everyone’s presents.” Y/N replied, scrubbing at the pan, where some burned sugar remained. “It’s not coming off.” She complained.

“Here, let me try.” Jin pulled on a pair of gloves and took the scourer from her. “What presents did you get?”

Y/N opened her mouth to reply but realised what he was doing. She hit him with a towel. “Hey, no, that’s cheating!” She cried, causing Jin to laugh. “I’m too smart for your tricks.” The pair were silent as they got into a routine with Jin washing the pan and trying to get the stain off while Y/N dried the clean things and put them away.

When she turned around, she noticed white stuff falling from the sky. It was snow. “It’s snowing!” She exclaimed. “Come on, last one out has to finish cleaning that pan.”

She ran upstairs to put on her coat, hat, scarf, gloves. She pulled on her new boots and ran out into the back garden. “Haha, I won!” She exclaimed as Jin raced out. He wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around, making her laugh and scream.

“Either way I would have been cleaning that pan.” Seokjin pointed out, making her nod.

“Yup. That is correct.” She confirmed, making him set her down. He bent down and scooped up some snow before throwing it at her.

“Jin!” She yelped, taking cover behind Yoongi’s chair that he would sit in in the summer. “You’re so on, oppa!” She scooped up snow and tossed it at the older, who wasn’t able to duck in time so got a face full of snow.

“Oh, you little brat.” Jin scooped up even more snow and eventually they were having a snowball fight. When Jin was collecting more snowballs, Y/N left her hiding spot and jumped onto him, making them both fall to the floor as Jin yelled in shock.

“You scared me!” He said, turning his face to the side to glare at her lying on his back. She giggled and got off him, dusting off her clothes.

“I’m so sorry.” She said with a hint of sarcasm. Seokjin stood up and towered over her, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her still.

“I trapped you.” He said. She looked up at him, their eyes locking. “You look pretty with the snowflakes in your hair.” He said.

“Thank you.” She whispered. “You look handsome with snow in your hair too.”

“You look like an ice princess.” He said, subconsciously leaning down. Their lips connected and they kissed. It was full of love and a passion that caused something to ignite inside Y/N.

Jin’s tongue darted out to lick her lips before pushing into her mouth. She hummed into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. “Inside. Go inside.” She said breathlessly. “Need you.” And she could feel just how much Jin needed her from how hard he was.

“Okay. Okay. Yes.” He said. “It will warm us up, and then we can have a nice bath after.”

“Sounds good, Jinnie.” She said as he carried her upstairs to his room, their clothes being pulled off at various points on the journey up.

He kicked open his door and set her down. They both finished undressing each other, sharing kisses and touches as they did. “Sound so pretty, sweetheart.” Jin said as she let out a soft moan at his fingers brushing over her breasts. “Can’t wait to taste you.” He whispered in her ear. “I can’t wait to bury my head in that pretty little pussy of yours and make you cum so hard that you see stars.”

“I need you so bad, Jinnie.” She whispered in his ear, arching up into his touch. He traced his fingers down her stomach down to where she needed him the most.

“What’s the magic word, sweetheart?” He asked, fingers hovering over her pussy.

“Please.” She looked up at him, giving him puppy eyes. He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her as he slid his fingers into her pussy. “Ah.” She moaned into the kiss. He crooked them inside of her and pressed against her special spot that made her feel ecstatic. “Oh my God.”

“That’s right, sweetheart. I am your God.” Seokjin said, moving his fingers faster as he moved his head down to meet them, leaving a trail of kisses and bites in his wake.

Her fingers tangled in his hair and pulled slightly as his tongue made contact with her clit, earning a groan from him. He wrapped his lips around her bundle of nerves and sucked, causing her hips to buck up at the sensation.

“Nah uh.” He said, pulling away. “Keep those hips still.” He pressed them down using a free hand. “You taste delicious, angel.” He said, slipping his tongue inside her.

“Oh God, that’s so good.” Y/N’s eyes rolled back at the feeling as her toes scrunched up.

“I think I like you called me your God.” Seokjin said as he pulled away and lifted himself back up to hover over her face. “Are you ready for your God’s cock.”

Y/N felt a wave of pleasure roll through her at Seokjin’s confidence and him calling himself her God. “Please.” She managed to get out. Seokjin hummed and leaned down to kiss her.

“Whatever my angel wants, she will get.” Seokjin obliged, filling her in one thrust. Y/N let out a long moan. “I love making you sing.” He crooned, kissing her neck and sucking.

“I... Ah... Oh.” Y/N could not get a single sentence out, making Seokjin chuckle.

“Is my cock making you feel too good?” He asked.

“Feel so good. So full. Love it.” Y/N choked out, letting out another moan as Seokjin pushed in all the way and just rolled his hips, not thrusting anymore. “So deep.” She threw her head back and moved her hand to rub at her clit.

Seokjin pushed her hand away. “I’ve got you. I can make you cum.” He said, pressing his thumb down, making her scream out. He rubbed it in tight circles, making her shudder.

“I’m close. Gonna cum. Please?” She asked.

“Cum whenever you need to.” Seokjin said, kissing her again. “Cum for your God.”

At his words, Y/N felt the knot inside her snap and her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm. “That’s it, angel. Such a good little angel.” He said. “Shit, angel.” He exclaimed. “You squirted.” He continued rolling his hips, chasing his own orgasm. “That was so hot. Covering me in your cum. Marking me as your own.”

“I didn’t know I could squirt.” Y/N said as she tried to catch her breath.

“Our little secret for now. We can surprise the others.” He said. “Show them what we did tonight and how much you cum just from me.”

“I’d like that.” Y/N moaned, feeling overstimulated. His hips stuttered and he pulled out, releasing on her stomach.

“Fuck angel.” He moaned out. He leaned down and kissed her. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” She replied. “I’m more than okay.”

“That’s good, sweetheart. Come on, I’ll run you a bath.” He said standing up and taking her hand. He led her to the bathroom that was opposite his room after wrapping her up in a robe that he found on the back of his door.

“Can we have the coconut bubbles please?” She asked, snuggling into Seokjin’s side.

“Of course, sweetheart.” Seokjin selected her desired bubble bath and poured it into the water.

“Seokjin oppa.” Y/N wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him while they waited for the bath to fill up.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He asked, looking down and stroking her hair.

“I love you.” She said. Seokjin smiled and leaned down to kiss her.

“I love you, too.” He said. He reached over to turn off the water. “Come on, in you get.” He kissed her cheek as he helped her out of the robe.

Once they had settled into the water, Y/N turned her head to look up at her soulmate. “What about the cookies?”

“We can finish them after, okay? We just need to roll out the dough. It’s supposed to cool anyway.” Seokjin reassured her.

“Okay.” Y/N settled against his front.

“Just relax, okay? I’ll wash you.” He said, kissing the top of her head.

“I can do it, it’s fine.”

“I want to.” He said softly. “Let me take care of you.”

“Okay.” Y/N obliged. “Thank you.”

“What for?” Seokjin asked.

“For loving me how I am and not trying to change me.”

“I will always love you sweetheart. No matter what happens.” Seokjin said. And as he said that Y/N knew it was completely true and that it was completely true for all of them.

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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Tomorrow

Part 10 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Reader x BTS, BTS x BTS

Summary: Someone from her past comes back

Warnings: Kidnapping, smut

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Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

3rd person POV:

A light giggle reached Namjoon’s ears as he turned the corner, heading towards the kitchen. A soft smile spread across his face as he thought of the maknaes of the group were playing around with each other as they normally did. They were going in to work today to film their dance practice video for Black Swan, the video for which had come out a few days ago. Y/N was coming with them as well - since the incident with Jackson at the amusement park a few months ago, they were hesitant to leave her alone. She was always with at least one of them since their schedule hadn’t been that busy, but today they were all called in, so she was going with them.

Namjoon paused when he saw the door to the kitchen was left closed. It was never closed - Jin liked having it open so that everyone was able to smell what he was cooking and enter and exit whenever they liked. He claimed it was because the kitchen was the heart of the home, which Namjoon couldn’t really argue with, he knew how much all the members liked to eat, especially the younger ones. Hoseok had had to adapt to eating quickly just so he wouldn’t have his food stolen by the little vultures.

He shrugged, pushing it open. Maybe Jin just wanted some peace and quiet. As the door opened, something cold and wet and sticky poured on his head, making him yell out in surprise. The giggles became louder, turning into full-blown laughs. He could recognize the dulcet tones of Jungkook’s laugh mixed with the deepness of Taehyung’s and the bell-like sounds of Y/N and Jimin’s. He growled under his breath. So the little brats wanted to pull pranks today?

“Come out, you four! I know you’re behind this!” He shouted, making the giggling stop abruptly and four sets of footsteps thunder away, the sound of feet against the wooden floor fading as they got further from him. He rolled his eyes. “Little brats.” He sighed before turning around and going to shower again to get rid of whatever they had dumped on him.

A similar thing happened to Hoseok as he was coming out of his room. Or trying to come out of his room. The handle to his door was tied to the handle of the bathroom opposite. The bathroom that Namjoon happened to be heading towards to shower. Namjoon heard his hyung banging on his bedroom door, yelling to be let out. He frowned when he saw the string connecting the two door handles.

In Namjoon’s opinion, Hoseok was the worst dom to piss off. When he got angry, it was borderline scary, but Namjoon also found it extremely hot. The way Hoseok’s jaw set and his nostrils flared slightly as his eyebrows knitted together made Namjoon feel things.

“Anyone? Let me out!” Hoseok yelled. Namjoon quickly got to work untying the knotted rope, his fingers swiftly unravelling the simple knots.

“Hyung, you can get out now!” Namjoon shouted so Hoseok could hear him. The door opened and Hoseok flew into Namjoon’s arms before he could even say hello.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He said, hugging the younger member tightly. He sniffed and recoiled with a look of disgust. “Why are you all sticky?”

“Someone had booby-trapped the kitchen door and this got poured on me when I walked in.” Namjoon explained. “I suspect it was the same person that tied your door shut.” He theorised. “I was going to go and shower. Want to join?” He offered.

“Only if I can suck your dick.” Hoseok bargained, making Namjoon smile at him, dimples showing. “But first you need to get rid of all of this...” He gestured to the sticky substance covering Namjoon’s head and shoulders. “Whatever it is.”

“Of course I will, sunshine. And I’ll get you off too. I know you can’t wait to have my fingers inside that little ass of yours.” Namjoon flirted. Hoseok was more of a power bottom. He would happily ride Jungkook or Jimin until they were begging him to let them cum, or he would let Namjoon or Yoongi fuck him while the subs were watching, just to show them what they were missing out on if they were being punished.

Before the pair could enter the bathroom, a loud yell echoed throughout the house. They turned around and saw Jin emerging from one of the other bathrooms, his blond hair dripping. Wait, blond?

“Hyung, what happened to your hair?” Namjoon asked, attempting to hide the smile that was threatening to spread on his face.

“One of you brats put hair bleach in my shampoo.” Jin gestured to his hair with a frown on his face, full lips pulling into a pout.

“So that’s three of us who have been pranked today.” Hoseok said. “It’s definitely the maknaes.”

“Is that why you are covered in some sticky brown stuff?” Jin asked, looking at Namjoon distastefully.

“Yup. And also why I got locked in my room this morning.” Hoseok added. “And no, Jimin wasn’t there when I woke up.” Since Jimin and Hoseok shared a room, they were the ones who usually slept next to each other and cuddled together on most nights. Sometimes Taehyung would join in if Yoongi was in the studio, perfecting his songs.

“When I get my hands on them...” Jin shook his fist as he walked into his and Yoongi’s room, probably to complain to his roommate after waking him up.

“Now, where were you?” Namjoon pulled Hoseok in by the waist and locked their lips together, kicking the bathroom door shut behind them.

After a refreshing shower and some much needed venting, the eldest members of the group were waiting in the van. Yoongi checked the time on his watch and sighed.

“If they don’t hurry up, let’s just leave without them.” He said. “Otherwise we’ll all be late.”

“We’ll give them five more minutes.” Namjoon said, not wanting to get just the youngest ones into trouble. About three minutes later, Jungkook came running to the car, his face full of terror.

“Kookie, what’s wrong?” Hoseok asked, pulling the scared boy onto his lap.

“I-It’s Y/N, we can’t find her!” He said, looking up at Hoseok, his doe eyes wide and pleading. “We have to find her! What if Jackson got her?!”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. We’ll find her!” Hoseok said, wiping the tears off Jungkook’s cheeks with his thumb. Yoongi was already hurtling out the car, yelling Y/N’s name. Fear was coursing through his veins at the thought of his jagiya being taken by that horrible excuse of a human being. For all he knew, she could be tied up in his basement somewhere while he raped her and abused her. He shivered at the thought.

“Y/N!!” He yelled, bursting through the door. “Come out, jagiya, please!” He begged.

Little did he know that Y/N and Taehyung were hidden in one of the bathrooms, hands cupping their mouths to suppress your giggles. She did feel a little bad about pulling this prank, but this was something that she needed to forget and sometimes the best way to forget something is to make it into something funny so that you only have positive memories of it. It was also extremely unlikely that it would happen to her anyway. There was no way Jackson would ever be able to get to her, not with the increased security the boys had arranged since the Disney incident.

“Y/N, please!” Yoongi yelled, his voice cracking again. Y/N felt a pang in her heart, feeling slightly guilty.

“I don’t think this is such a good idea.” She whispered to Taehyung.

“Let’s just walk out of here and pretend we know nothing about the prank.” Taehyung suggested. “That way he won’t get too mad.”

“Okay.” She nodded. “But I want a kiss.” Taehyung smirked and leaned down connecting their lips, nipping at her bottom lip and licking at her mouth. She groaned as memories of the night before filled her mind. Her and Taehyung had finally made love to each other and it was perfect. He was perfect. He felt amazing and had made her feel like the only girl in the world.

He placed a few more kisses to her lips before taking hold of her hand. “Come on, before we get in trouble.” He said, pulling her out of the bathroom. They still had plans to drop all honorifics once they got to the studio, so there were still chances to prank, but this one just didn’t feel right.

“Where have you been?” Yoongi engulfed Y/N into a hug as soon as he caught sight of her. “I thought he had got you again.” Y/N felt tears wetting her shoulder. They had gone too far.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you.” She apologized, rubbing Yoongi’s back up and down. “I’m so sorry.”

Yoongi sniffled in her neck, holding her tighter. Taehyung had gone down to the van to let everyone know that she had been found. “I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if he had got you. Especially since you said you wouldn’t be able to survive it this time. I wouldn’t have been able to go on knowing that you were going to kill yourself.”

“Yoon, I promise you, he’s not going to find me. There is so much security it’s impossible for him to even look at me for longer than one second without being taken away.” She reassured him. “Please, don’t cry. I’m here. I’m okay.”

“I love you so much.” Yoongi whispered, kissing her neck gently. “I love you so much that I would not be able to survive without you.”

“I know, Yoongi. I know. I love you too. So much.” Y/N said, running her fingers through his hair. “Please stop crying.” She lifted his head and wiped away the tears falling from his eyes. He leaned into her hands, his blond hair tickling the tips of her fingers. His eyes were puffy and filled with sadness. “See, I’m okay.”

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“I am your hyung, you little brat!” Jin yelled at Jungkook, who had refused to call him hyung the entire time they were at dance practice. “I am older than you.” Jungkook’s lips spread into a small bunny smile as a light giggle tumbled out. “Aish, you’re so getting punished later. Wait until your other hyungs hear about this.”

“Jimin hyung!” Jungkook called out, trying to dodge Jin’s ensnaring arms. “Help!”

“What are you doing to the poor maknae, Seokjin?” Jimin asked, cocking his head to the side slightly.

“Not you too.” Jin sighed. He looked over to where Yoongi and Hoseok were rehearsing their part of the dance, letting his eyes move over to where Namjoon was cuddled up with Y/N and Taehyung, who had their hands joined on his chest. “Both of you are such brats. I’m in half a mind to bend you both over right now and spank you until you can’t sit down.” He hissed. There was no staff in the room since it was their lunch break and all the cameras were off so he could get away with it.

“I wouldn’t complain if you did.” Jimin shrugged, letting his masochistic side show.

“Ever the little masochist, hmm, Jimin-ah.” Jin observed, reaching up and tugging on Jimin’s hair, causing a quiet moan to fall from the younger’s lips. “Go eat, you two. I’ll deal with you both later.” He said, sending them away with harsh swats on their asses.

The pair walked over to where Namjoon, Taehyung and Y/N had received the food they had ordered, with Jin following a few seconds later.

“Yoongi, Seokie, come on, lunch!” Taehyung yelled, catching the attention of the two who were rehearsing. They glanced at each other before coming over, Yoongi pulling Y/N onto his lap as he sat down and Hoseok grabbing Taehyung.

“Now, baby boy.” Hoseok said. “Is there any reason you didn’t call us hyung?” He asked, his voice low and menacing. Taehyung shrugged and ate some noodles, not answering Hoseok properly. He and Yoongi shared a glance, silently confirming that Taehyung would be being punished later.

“Joon, can you pass me the kimchi please?” Y/N asked, making Namjoon narrow his eyes slightly as he passed the box of kimchi to her. It was then Jin sighed.

“We have four bratty subs today.” Jin said. “Maybe we should do something about it.”

“Hmm, maybe.” Yoongi said, stroking his hand up Y/N’s bare thigh under her skirt. “Or maybe we should leave them in suspense until we get back.” His hand ghosted over the front of her panties before pulling away, making her let out a shaky breath.

“I like that idea.” Hoseok said, sliding his hand into Taehyung’s pants, making the younger boy toss his head back and cry out. “Get them all worked up and then leave them like that. Poor babies might be hard during the filming. Imagine what ARMY would think, seeing their maknaes all hard and on show.” He pushed down the hem of Taehyung’s trousers and pulled out his cock that was already hard.

“Oh look he’s dripping already. How pathetic.” Namjoon sighed as he moved Jungkook’s hips over his thigh, causing the youngest to moan out every so often, his toes curling as he straddled his hyung. Taehyung whimpered as Hoseok pressed his thumb down on the head of his dick.

“I think we should edge them for a bit.” Jin suggested, turning Jimin onto his front and pulling down his sweatpants so his ass was on show. “No underwear? Such a little slut.” He said, spanking Jimin. The younger let out a moan at the contact, his nails scrabbling on the wooden floor. Jin frowned as he caught sight of some pink plastic nestled between his ass cheeks. “Oh, what’s this.” He pulled Jimin’s cheeks apart, revealing the plug he had in his ass. “Oh, was a certain baby playing with himself without our permission?”

“He definitely deserves spanks, Jin hyung.” Yoongi spoke up, his fingers moving in and out of Y/N’s pussy steadily. Every so often she would clench around him or attempt to close her legs which were held open by his arms. “Okay, lie down, I’m eating you out.” He said, allowing Y/N to reposition herself. Yoongi got himself comfy between her legs before he dove in, sucking and licking as much as he could. Y/N moaned out, making him smirk as he sucked her clit and dragged his teeth over it.

“Yoongi, oh my god.” She cried out, her hands knotting in his hair.

“Fuck, baby girl, you look so pretty.” Hoseok crooned, speeding up his movements on Taehyung’s cock. The boy was letting out high pitched whines at the friction and pressure, his hips twisting and turning as a result of the pleasure. “But you know that is not his name, hmm?”

“Master please.” The girl begged. Yoongi chuckled, his fingers brushing over the base of the plug he had pushed inside her that morning after he had fucked her ass.

“I need to fuck her. Let’s just fuck them.” Yoongi groaned, resting his forehead on Y/N’s abdomen.

“Okay.” Namjoon agreed. “Hobi hyung, give me Tae and then you can give Koo here the ride of his life.” Hoseok handed over Taehyung in exchange for the maknae, immediately pulling down his pants and jerking him off a bit.

“You know what, Jiminie, I think I’m going to ride you as well. That little ass doesn’t deserve to be fucked, hmm?” Jin chided the younger boy, flipping him over so he was lying on his back. Jin bit back a fond smile at how pretty Jimin looked, cheeks flushed red and eyes unfocused.

“No, hyung, please, I...” Jimin looked up at Jin with pleading, shining eyes.

“You what, slut?” Jin asked, tugging at Jimin’s nipples, pinching the darker skin between his thumb and finger. Jimin whined, his hips bucking up, earning a swat on his inner thigh. “I didn’t say you could move.”

“’M sorry, hyungie, jus’ wanna be filled.” Jimin begged. “Please, wan’ feel your big cock.”

“Hmm, I don’t know, Jimin, I think your ass is filled plenty.” Jin said, fingers trailing down to twist the base of the plug and begin thrusting it out of Jimin’s hole.

“Please, please, please.” Jimin begged, pouting.

“Fine. But only because you asked so nicely.” Jin obliged, tugging the plug out of Jimin’s ass, realizing how big it was. “You managed to fit all of this inside you with your little fingers stretching you out.” The plug was quite thick - one of the thickest Jin had ever seen. Jimin nodded, but Jin narrowed his eyes, not believing him. “Who helped you?” He asked. Jimin whined, pushing his hips down to let Jin’s tip breach his hole. “No, no cock until you tell us.” He said. The other doms were now watching the pair intrigued, knowing that their sub would have to be punished also if they were involved.

“Was TaeTae.” Jimin whispered.

“Ah, so our little baby helped stretch you out.” Jin said, glancing over at Taehyung who had paled slightly.

“Minnie, we promised no snitching!” Taehyung whined. “You, me and Kookie.”

“So Jungkook was also involved.” Namjoon sighed. “You know, we were going to go a bit easier on you, but since you three decided to break two rules instead of one, you’re definitely not cumming. At least not until the rest of us have. And you three know how much stamina I have.” Namjoon wrapped a hand around Taehyung’s throat and squeezed gently, making the younger boy moan out.

“Looks like our baby girl is the only good one.” Hobi smiled, stroking Y/N’s cheek as Yoongi gently pulled her plug out. “Did she also...?” He trailed off, but Yoongi shook his head with a small laugh.

“No, we’ve been prepping her for a while now and I fucked her ass this morning. She loved it, didn’t you jagiya?” Yoongi said softly. Y/N nodded, gasping when she felt Yoongi’s fingers inside her, spreading the lube. “So sensitive.”

“What about the other three?” Hoseok asked, hissing as he pushed another finger into himself.

“Have they all got plugs in?” Jin asked, positioning Jimin so his ass was stuck up in the air. Hoseok shrugged and pulled down Jungkook’s sweatpants, clicking his tongue when he saw the flared base.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Hoseok pulled it out, showing it to everyone else. “Looks like some of our subs have been having a lot of fun without us.”

“Tae baby has one too.” Namjoon announced. “Naughty boys.” He said, smacking Tae’s ass, watching as the flesh jiggled and started to turn red. “Pass me the lube, hyung.” He held out a hand and caught the bottle, squirting it all over his cock and Taehyung’s hole. “I’m not going easy on you, pup.” He warned before pushing in, making Tae cry out.

The sound of skin slapping and moaning filled the room as all the subs were fucked. Y/N was the first to cum, not used to the feeling of being fucked in the ass just yet, but Yoongi coaxed her through it with gentle rubs on her clit. He was soon to follow, pulling out of her after he came and praising her as he kissed and hugged her. Hoseok was next, his cum painting Jungkook’s tanned abs in white streaks, making the younger moan again. Hoseok collected some of the cum and pushed his fingers into Jungkook’s mouth. Jin was next and eventually Namjoon.

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Y/N hummed as she curled up on Jungkook’s lap. She had decided to stay and keep him company as he worked on his new song that was going to be released for Festa.

“Are you feeling sleepy?” Jungkook asked, stroking her side.

“Just a little.” She admitted, resting her head on his shoulder. Jungkook hummed and took hold of her hand. She traced the tattoos on his hand. He had gotten her initials tattooed on his thumb, just above his wrist and his 0613 tattoo. “It’s me.” She said softly, taking hold of his hand and holding it in front of her face. “And TaeTae, and Joonie, and Jinnie, and Minnie, and Hobi, and Yoonie.” She traced each of the letters across his knuckles.

“You have a thing for tattoos, don’t you?” Jungkook said as he clicked on some buttons. It was hard for him to do all this one-handed, but he was happy that she was happy.

“I have a thing for your tattoos.” Y/N corrected, pushing up his hoodie sleeve and tracing his other tattoos. She yawned, resting her head on his shoulder and dropping his hand onto her lap.

“If you’re tired gorgeous, you can go home. I can call our manager to drop you off.” Jungkook suggested.

“Don’t want to leave you though.” She pouted, making Jungkook chuckle. “You’ll be lonely.”

“Yes, but it will only be for a little bit. I will be an hour tops and then I will come home and we can cuddle all night.” He said. “You can go if you want to. I just don’t want you to fall asleep here and hurt your neck or back from not having a proper bed. Look, I’ll call manager Sejin and get him to drive you back to the dorm, okay?”

“Okay.” Y/N agreed. She was really tired, especially from all that they had done during the day. Although, she was proud to admit she had learned the choreography to Black Swan through Jimin’s teaching. “Can I have your hoodie?” She asked, sliding off Jungkook’s lap.

“Of course you can.” Jungkook slipped off his hoodie, leaving him in a white tshirt. Y/N stared at his tattoo sleeve, hands itching to trace each tattoo. There were still a few gaps where the tattoo wasn’t completely finished, but Y/N loved it.

“Thank you.” She pulled his hoodie on, inhaling the scent of his perfume as well as his fabric softner. She was about to leave, when Jungkook cleared his throat.

“Excuse me, but I think you are forgetting something.” He tapped his lips. Y/N leaned down and kissed him gently. “I love you, gorgeous.” He said once they pulled away.

“I love you too, KooKoo.” She replied. “I’ll see you at home. I’ll be waiting for my cuddles.” She said. Jungkook chuckled as she left, her trainers making a tapping sound against the floor. He looked down and saw she had left her phone. He debated chasing after her for a second, but decided against it, knowing he would see her again at the dorm so would give it to her then. Little did he know, that this would be one of the biggest mistakes in his life.

Y/N hummed to herself as she walked down to the lobby of the BigHit building to wait for Sejin. She went to busy herself with her phone, but when she reached into her pocket, she realized it was still in the Golden Closet. Before she could go back to Jungkook to grab it, she heard someone say her name.

“Miss Y/N? Sejin-ssi sent me to pick you up and bring you back to the dorm.” A man dressed in all black said. He was wearing a black mask, so Y/N couldn’t see his face very well, but his eyes and voice seemed to ring a bell. She brushed it off, thinking it was just one of the employees who Sejin was very close with.

“Okay, let’s go, shall we?” She smiled, slipping on her mask as she followed him into the parking lot. The man lead her towards a black Mercedes that had tinted windows. It definitely seemed like a manager’s car, but she remembered Jungkook telling her that Sejin drove a Hyundai. She bit her lip, feeling unease settling in her stomach.

“I’ve just realised that I left my phone, is it okay if I run back and grab it quickly?” She asked, knowing that she could run towards the lobby and tell them that there was someone slightly dodgy in the parking lot and then go back to Jungkook.

“No, you can’t. We only have a small amount of time to drop you back before we have somewhere to be.” The man said. Y/N bit the inside of her cheek and nodded.

“O-Okay.” She gulped. She was about to turn on her heel and run back when someone grabbed her around the waist and hauled her into the car. “Help! Someone help!” She screamed as she was pushed into the backseat of the car. Her mask was pulled down by someone next to her. “Let me go, please, let me go.” She cried.

“You know, I forgot how pretty you looked when you cried.” An extremely familiar voice said.

“J-Jackson.” She bit her lip and tried the door handle to see if she could get out.

“Yeah, don’t do that.” Jackson tutted before pressing a wet cloth over her mouth and nose. “I’ve finally got you back, I’m not letting you go again.” Her vision faded to black with the thought that she would never get to see her soulmates ever again.

#sub!reader #sub!taehyung #sub!jimin #sub!jungkook #switch!jin #dom!hoseok #dom!yoongi #dom!namjoon #bts #bts ot7 #bts x reader #Poly BTS #bts poly #btspolyau #bts fluff #bts smut #bts angst #tomorrow

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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Boys With Luv Masterlist

Pairing: eventual idol!BTS x ARMY!reader

Summary: In a world where you see everything in black and white until you meet your soulmate, Min Yoongi finally sees in colour when he meets an ARMY while on a walk. However, everything is not as it seems when it turns out that she is not just his soulmate when she finally meets the rest of his band mates at a fanmeet.

Arc 1: So Far Away

Chapter 1: Moonlight

Chapter 2: Strange

Chapter 3: Burn It

Chapter 4: What Do You Think?

Chapter 5: Give It To Me

Chapter 6: So Far Away (part 1)

Chapter 7: So Far Away (part 2)

Chapter 8: So Far Away (part 3)

Arc 2: We Are Bulletproof

Chapter 9: Boy in Luv

Chapter 10: Tomorrow

Chapter 11: Just One Day

Chapter 12: Danger

Chapter 13: Save me

Chapter 14: We Are Bulletproof

Chapter 15: We Are Bulletproof: Part 2

Chapter 16: We Are Bulletproof: The Eternal coming soon....

Special chapters: Christmas Love

A collection of eight chapters were Y/N spends a day with each of the boys as a Christmas date before they all spend Christmas Eve evening and Christmas day together in the final chapter. These chapters will be full of fluff and smut, and will have minimal angst. This is set after Y/N has completely recovered from her trauma with Jackson, although there will still be some mention of Jackson and what he did in Yoongi’s chapter. So just sit back, grab a hot chocolate and a candy cane and enjoy!

Santa Baby - Kim Namjoon Namjoon and Y/N go to do some Christmas shopping and Namjoon lets Y/N have some free reign with his credit card as a treat. But when she buys something that causes things to go from soft to steamy.

Crystal Snow - Kim Seokjin Seokjin and Y/N bake some gingerbread cookies together but as they are letting them cool, they realise that there is snow falling. After some time playing in the snow, the pair decide that a nice bath isn’t the only thing that is going to warm them up.

Last Christmas - Min Yoongi Y/N and Yoongi have a deep talk during a blackout caused by the snow storm which leads to Y/N opening up about how much Jackson had affected her mentally. This makes Yoongi show her just how special she is to him and just how much he loves her.

Winter Falls - Jung Hoseok With the power still gone and their phones and laptops running on powerbank chargers, Hoseok decides to dig out the DVD player they had for emergencies like this and have a movie night with Y/N, watching all the Christmas classics. But watching movies isn’t the only thing they’re going to be doing together.

Santa Tell Me - Park Jimin Y/N decides to do the well known TikTok trend of dressing up in wrapping paper and singing along to the dirtier version of Ariana Grande’s ‘Santa Tell Me’ in front of Jimin, who then decides to do exactly what the lyrics say.

That’s What Christmas Means To Me - Kim Taehyung Taehyung takes Y/N on one of his favourite Christmas traditions: ice skating at the Grand Hyatt ice skating rink and hot chocolate followed by a nice meal in Itaewon. And to make things even better, Taehyung decides to end their night by showcasing his love for Y/N in the best way possible.

Baby, It’s Cold Outside - Jeon Jungkook Jungkook finally takes Y/N out on a date where they drive through the city at night and have a picnic in his car. Y/N thought the Christmas lights around Seoul looked pretty but Jungkook thought that Y/N looked even prettier. Good enough to eat.

24 to 25 - OT7 What would be a better way to start Christmas day than with present opening and hot chocolate after a nice evening of cuddling and watching Christmas movies. They then all help prepare the Christmas dinner, yes even Namjoon although he is heavily supervised, and enjoy it together before Jimin decides he wants to try on the lingerie that Taehyung bought him as a joke, wanting all the subs to match, which leads to all the subs wearing it and the doms deciding that maybe they have four more presents to unwrap together.

#btspolyau #jimin #taehyung #namjoon #yoongi #hoseok #seokjin #jungkook #bts x reader #bts ot7 #taehyung x reader #jimin x reader #namjoon x reader #yoongi x reader #hoseok x reader #seokjin x reader #jungkook x reader #soulmate au

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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So Far Away (part 3)

Part 8 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Reader x BTS

Summary: Everyone finally makes up... kind of...

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, some triggering PTSD episodes

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup , @lindsayjoy444, @fairygirl18, @black-rose-29

AN: The last part of the first part of the series. GOT7 are not a band in this btw. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist and what you think of the series so far :) I purple you guys!

Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Y/N POV:

My knees felt weak and my palms were sweating. I knew Yoongi could feel it as he held tightly onto my hand, quickly walking us through the park towards the exit. His jaw was set in determination, his grip on my hand borderline painful, but I knew it was because he was scared... I was too.

If He had managed to find out where I was, I was never going to be safe. I knew I needed to tell someone, but who would believe me. I had no proof, and the bruises and cuts He had left on me had faded.

We arrived at the van that was waiting outside for us and Yoongi helped me in before settling near the back. He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. My heart was racing. I knew he could feel it under his arms.

My stomach churned as I let my thoughts run away with me. What if He finally got to me and took me back to His house and never let me leave or have contact with anyone? What if He actually killed me this time? What if I killed myself? I wasn’t going to be strong enough to make it through.

“Jagiya, your heart is racing. You need to calm down.” Yoongi said gently. I shifted in his lap so I was sitting sideways. I rested my head on his chest as I sighed, playing with my fingers.

“I’m scared, Yoon.” I whispered. “I don’t think I’ll be able handle it again if He takes me. I really don’t.” I felt him stiffen underneath me, knowing that he knew what I was talking about.

“Don’t say that.” Yoongi said, stroking my back. “Please, don’t say that.” He sighed and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “You are the strongest woman I have ever met. You will get through this. And even if he does take you, which he won’t, I will not sleep until I have you back in my arms again.” He vowed. “But that will never happen because he will not be able to get near you. I promise.”

I smiled faintly at him and leaned against his chest. “Just don’t let me go.” I said.

“Never.” Yoongi said. “I love you. I will never let you go.” A small smile crept onto my face as he froze, realizing what he had just said.

“Yoongi oppa,” I said, taking his face in my hands. “I love you too.” I leaned up and kissed his lips gently. “Thank you.” He tilted his head at me in confusion. “Thank you for taking me in and not rejecting me. Not all people like you would have done that for someone like me.”

“I love you, so much.” Yoongi said. “And I think I knew that the moment I laid eyes on you and felt our bond. And I’m not saying that because of it. I’m saying that because you made me feel the same way I do with the members. You make me smile and laugh, which is hard for some people to do. It feels like you complete me.”

“You complete me too. All seven of you.” I replied as the door to the van opened, making me jump and freeze.

“Hyung? Are you here?” Jimin called as he hopped into the van.

“Yeah, we’re here, pretty boy.” Yoongi called back, nuzzling his face into my neck. “Did you round up everyone?”

“Yes, they’re all here.” Jimin replied, making me look at Yoongi.

“All of them?” I asked feeling even more scared. I could not face Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung right now. Not at all.

“It’s okay. They’re all sorry for what they did. I still haven’t forgiven them though.” Yoongi replied. I nodded slowly and rolled my eyes at him.

“Of course you haven’t.” I murmured, making him tickle my sides.

“Yah, what do you mean by that, hmm, baby girl?” He said, his dialect very strong.

“I mean that you haven’t forgiven them because you’re stubborn and want to make them work for your forgiveness. You forget I know you very well, Min Yoongi.” I replied, touching my finger to his nose. I turned as Jimin approached and sat next to us as the others all found their seats in the front two rows.

“Hey my beautiful princess. You okay?” Jimin asked, leaning down and pecking my lips as he pushed my hair out of my face.

“Yeah, I guess so.” I replied, taking his hand in mine. “I just want a quiet night in with lots of cuddles and some movies. Oh, and lots and lots of ice cream.” I requested.

“That we can do. But first, you have to speak to Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung and sort everything out. They are also your soulmates.” Jimin bargained. I pursed my lips slightly, looking up at Yoongi who nodded.

“Okay.” I agreed. “But I don’t want a massive argument.”

“There won’t be.” Yoongi reassured me. “Is everyone here now?”

“I think so, hyung. Is my carrot okay?” Jungkook called from near the front of the van where he was snuggled next to Namjoon. Hoseok and Jin were with Taehyung near the middle.

“Carrot?” Yoongi frowned, looking at me. I whined and covered my face with my hands, not wanting to have this conversation right now.

“I’ll tell you later.” I replied making him nod and peck my cheek. “Yeah, I’m fine Kookie oppa.” I called back, making him flash me his bunny smile before he settled back in his seat.

After a half an hour drive, we arrived back to Yoongi’s apartment. Home. Yoongi helped me out of the van and together we walked up to his apartment quickly while the others gathered their things.

“Get changed into something comfy.” He said gently. “Do you want to order takeout?” I nodded as I rifled through my drawers to find some sweatpants and a hoodie.

“Yoongi oppa, can I have a hoodie please?” I asked, beginning to undress myself. He hummed and nodded, walking to his closet and grabbing one out.

“Okay, when I bought you that set, I knew it would look good, but fuck, jagiya.” He groaned when he turned around to pass me his black hoodie that had the word ‘Damn’ written on the front. I flushed red and moved to pull on my sweatpants, but he moved forward and grabbed my wrist, stopping me. “Just let me look at you.” He said, holding onto my waist. His eyes travelled down my body hungrily.

“Yoongi...” I whined as he leaned down and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to my sternum. “We have other people here. We can’t. Not right now.”

“I know.” He said, his forehead resting against my chest. I ran my hands through his hair, the smell of his shampoo and cologne reaching my nose.

“So can you let me get changed please? I don’t really fancy having this conversation in my underwear.”

“It’s so sexy though.” Yoongi huffed. He pulled away from me. “Get changed, quickly, because I don’t know how much longer I will be able to control myself.” I quickly pulled on the hoodie and sweatpants and we left the bedroom and entered the living room.

Hoseok and Jimin were cuddled together on the armchair while Namjoon, Jin and Jungkook were sprawled over each other on one of the sofas. Taehyung was lying across the other one, his eyes closed and foot moving to the beat of the music playing on the TV. Yoongi cleared his throat, making Taehyung sit up straight and Namjoon, Jin and Jungkook pay attention and look at us.

“I think three of you here have something to say.” Yoongi said slowly, making Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung hang their heads in shame.

Jimin stood up off Hoseok’s lap and approached me, kissing my lips gently. “I’ll see you soon, okay.” He said softly. “Kook, Jin hyung, let’s go. Give them some space.” Jin and Jungkook stood up and followed Jimin out of the room, dropping swift kisses to my lips.

“So...” Namjoon said awkwardly as Yoongi sat down on the armchair, pulling me onto his lap. “We’re your soulmates, then.” He said slowly.

“That does change anything you said about her, Namjoon ah.” Yoongi said sternly. “Properly apologize, the three of you.”

Much to my surprise, it was Taehyung who spoke first. “Y/N-ssi, I should be the first to apologize. It was me who told Yoongi hyung to reject you when I found out. I know now that that was unacceptable for me to do and it was not my place to make that decision, but I was just scared and jealous. Scared that Yoongi finding you would throw off our entire relationship dynamic and jealous that he would most likely spend more time with you than me. I’m so sorry that I made you feel like an outsider. I understand if you can’t forgive me. What I have done and said is inexcusable.” He said, dropping to his knees in front of me.

“I-” I looked at Yoongi, who gave me a comforting smile and rubbed my hip. I did feel bad for Taehyung; it was me who took Yoongi away from him, but he could have voiced his feelings earlier and we wouldn’t be in this mess. “I accept your apology, Taehyung-ssi, but what you said about not only me but also Yoongi is something that I cannot forgive that easily. But I am willing to get to know you and spend time with you while I take the time I need to fully process what has been said and done.” I said slowly.

“I understand. Thank you.” Taehyung smiled and returned back to his seat.

“I’m sorry that I made you feel scared and unwanted.” Namjoon spoke up.

“And me too.” Hoseok agreed. “We were both being selfish and unwilling to give you a chance.”

“And we were protecting Taehyungie.” Namjoon added. “We didn’t know if you would be a saesang or not. We wanted to make sure everyone was safe. But we know now we should have given you a chance and that is something we both really regret.”

I nodded and hummed. “But if you were scared of me being a saesang, why would you let Yoongi be alone with me?”

Namjoon and Hoseok looked at each other before turning back to face me. “Yoongi was adamant that you weren’t, so we thought it would be best to allow him to spend some time with you and if you turned out to be a saesang, then...” Namjoon trailed off and hung his head, not making eye contact with Yoongi.

“Then what, Namjoon?” Yoongi asked carefully, his voice laced with a slight hint of venom. I could tell Yoongi had not heard this part of their story before.

“Then we hoped it would have taught you the lesson that you should listen to us.” Namjoon admitted. “Yoongi hyung, I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. I was just angry.”

“Angry enough that you would allow me to be hurt if it came to it?” Yoongi was seething. “And just to think I was starting to forgive you both.” He gently pushed me off his lap and stood up, stalking over to Namjoon. “How could you ever think of doing that to not only one of your best friends, but also your boyfriend!” He yelled and raised his hand over his head, making me flinch.

Jimin POV:

We were listening in on the conversation just to know how it was going. We could hear voices starting to become slightly raised, so I was ready to go out there and take Y/N away so she wouldn’t begin to have any flashbacks to what had happened to her. I moved out of the door to watch her carefully and see how she was acting and reacting to everything.

I watched as Yoongi pushed her off his lap to walk over to Namjoon. I could tell he was about to yell and I knew that was one of the things that could potentially set Y/N off.

“Where are you going?” Jungkook asked me in a hushed whisper.

“There’s about to be an argument and Y/N will not be able to handle the yelling.” I replied, walking further away from the door. And that was when Yoongi shouted, and raised his hand over his head, and Y/N, my sweet, beautiful princess, flinched away from him. “Shit.” I said under my breath and quickly made my way into the living room. “Come on, princess.” I said, wrapping my arms around her and leading her away from the argument.

“Where are you taking her?” Yoongi asked, turning around, his eyes flaming with anger.

“You’re scaring her.” I said shortly, taking her to one of the bedrooms to calm her down. “You can come and see her once you have calmed down.” I looked over my shoulder and saw Taehyung curled up on the sofa, his hands over his ears. He hated it when people shouted in anger and he would only resort to it himself if he really had to. “Taehyungie, come on.” I said softly, holding out my hand to him. He looked up and almost ran over to me, taking hold of my hand like it was his lifeline.

When I turned to look at Yoongi, I saw his eyes filled with guilt. “Y/N, jagiya, please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” He reached out to touch her but she flinched away from him again, making him take a step backwards and cover his mouth, regret filling him.

“You can come and speak to her once you have properly calmed down and thought about what you were going to say.” I said coldly. “Sort this out first.” I gestured between him and Namjoon. “I’ve got you princess.” I whispered in her ear as I lead them both to the bedroom.

Jin looked up when we entered the bedroom, noticing Taehyung’s tear-stained face, and Y/N’s blank stare. “What the hell happened?” He asked, his eyes glancing between the two of them worriedly.

“Yoongi shouted.” I replied.

“Shit. Tae baby, come here, come to hyungie.” Jin said, opening his arms. Taehyung let out a choked sob before hurling himself towards Jin, dissolving into tears. Jin began to calm him down as Jungkook and I tried to break Y/N out of her own mind.

“Princess, you’re okay. You’re safe.” I said as I sat down on the bed, sitting her down between me and Jungkook. She was silent and remained staring into space.

“Carrot?” Jungkook pushed her hair out of her face. “Jimin hyung, she’s saying something.” He said, noticing her lips were moving.

“Princess, what are you saying?” I asked gently. All of a sudden, she screamed and began to cover her face with her hands.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me.” She begged as she sobbed.

“Princess, you’re okay.” I said again. “Listen to my voice. You’re here with me, Jungkook, Jin and Taehyung. We’re all here for you. We will keep you safe.” I said. “Come back to us. Please. I can’t bear to see you hurting.”

“It’s not working.” Jungkook said, panic filling his eyes. “What should we do now?”

“Ummm...” I wasn’t sure what to do. I racked my brain, trying to remember if Yoongi had told me something about how she would calm herself down. “She used to dance to calm herself, but she can’t do that now.”

“Sing to her, hyung!” Jungkook said as he got the idea. “Let’s sing to her.”

Y/N POV:

I was back in His house. No, this was not possible. I had left him. I was with Yoongi now. Unless... that was all a dream. A nice, peaceful, cruel dream. It must have been. Why would an idol like him be soulmates with someone as broken as me? Why would I be lucky enough to have seven soulmates? I looked down at myself. I was wearing a familiar red cocktail dress. He was nowhere to be seen.

“Ah I knew that dress would look beautiful on you.” A voice came from behind me, making me jump. I gulped as I turned around and saw Him stood in front of me. He scoffed. “Is that how you greet your boyfriend on your anniversary party?” He asked. He moved closer to me and raised his hand to slap me across the face. “Now, greet me properly, you dumb bitch.”

“Happy anniversary, Jackson.” I said quietly. He grabbed hold of my jaw, his fingers digging in hard.

“Hmm, happy anniversary to you too.” He kissed me, instantly slipping his tongue into my mouth. “Now go and greet our guests and offer them some refreshments.” He ordered, smacking my ass. I nodded and left the room to go to the kitchen, grabbing the tray with the champagne flutes.

I walked over to the first group of people, realizing them to be some of Jackson’s friends from work. “Hello, thank you so much for coming.” I said with a smile. “Can I offer you a drink?”

“Ah, hello darling. Thank you for the invite.” One of his colleagues, Yugyeom, said with a smile. “Happy anniversary to you and Jackson. He was very excited about your present today.”

“Oh, I’m sure it will be a very good present.” I smiled, as they all took a glass. “I’ll see you all later at dinner.” I bowed as I walked away to the next group of people. Soon the glasses of champagne were replaced with red wine as dinner loomed nearer.

“Y/N, come here a second.” Jackson called me over. I carefully walked over, ensuring I did not trip and spill the red wine on anything otherwise it would stain and Jackson would get mad at me. “Is the dinner ready to be served yet?”

“The cook said it would be another five minutes. They are just plating everything. They’ll come and ring the bell when it’s time for everyone to be seated.” Just after I spoke, one of the cooks came out and rang the bell, indicating it was time to eat. “It’s ready now, I guess.”

“I didn’t realize.” Jackson rolled his eyes and pushed past me, causing me to spill the red wine all over his white suit jacket.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Jackson, it was an accident.” I said quickly. He grabbed hold of my wrist and squeezed tightly.

“You will put down that tray and then follow me upstairs. Say you are going to help me with my jacket if anyone asks.” He said slowly, his eyes blazing with anger. I nodded timidly and set down the tray, following him out of the room.

Upstairs, he took off his jacket and turned to face me, clicking his knuckles as he tilted his head to the side, watching me like I was his prey. My heart began to hammer in my chest as I glanced up at him.

“I didn’t say you could look at me.” He said, making me look down at my feet. “Get on your knees you little bitch and apologize for ruining my expensive suit!” He shouted, shoving me down.

“I’m sorry for spilling wine on your jacket, Jackson, I am clumsy and lost my footing on the way back to the kitchen. I will make sure it never happens again. Please don’t hurt me.”

“You’re damn right it won’t.” He said. “Now...” I heard his belt unbuckle and him pull out through the loops in his trousers. “You’re going to take your punishment and then you’re going to stay up here. You don’t deserve to eat. You need to earn it.” I heard him fold the belt and felt him pull down the straps of my dress.

I yelped as the belt hit my shoulder. He was holding it with the buckle in his hand, but I knew that would change. There was another hit, and then another. He continued until I was begging him to stop.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me.” I cried. He just scoffed and paused while he readjusted his grip before hitting me again, this time with the belt buckle. I felt it rip my skin open as it made contact and felt the hot blood trickle down my back. He hit me another ten times before he threw the belt on the bed and knelt down in front of me.

“Now, stay up here and don’t make a sound. I’m going to lock the door behind me so you don’t even try to get out.” He grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me up, making me cry out in pain. “Go do whatever you want with yourself. I don’t care.” He threw me into the corner of the room, leaving me crying and broken. I curled up in the corner, letting the tears roll down my face. I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer in this environment. I had to try and get out, whether that be I run away or end everything.

Why did my mind have to grace me with such a cruel yet calming dream? Why could I not be there? I knew that was how I was supposed to be treated in a relationship, but there was the fear of no one wanting me ever again with all my emotional baggage.

I let my brain drift away and shut down slightly to drown out the pain of the wounds on my back. I could hear faint voices, singing one of my favorite songs that would calm me down.

허공을 떠도는 작은 먼지처럼, 작은 먼지처럼 날리는 눈이 나라면 조금 더 빨리 네게 닿을 수 있을 텐데

눈꽃이 떨어져요 또 조금씩 멀어져요 보고 싶다 (보고 싶다) 보고 싶다 (보고 싶다) 얼마나 기다려야 또 몇 밤을 더 새워야 널 보게 될까 (널 보게 될까) 만나게 될까 (만나게 될까, ooh-ooh-ooh)

추운 겨울 끝을 지나 다시 봄날이 올 때까지 꽃 피울 때까지 그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘, 머물러줘

Translation:

Like the tiny dust, tiny dust floating in the air Will I get to you a little faster If I was the snow in the air

Snowflakes fall down And get farther away little by little I miss you (I miss you) I miss you (I miss you) How long do I have to wait And how many sleepless nights do I have to spend To see you (to see you) To meet you (to meet you)

Passing by the edge of the cold winter Until the days of spring Until the days of flower blossoms Please stay, please stay there a little longer

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” I heard someone call out to me. It sounded like Jimin. Was my brain really tricking me again?

“It’s not real. It’s not real. It’s not real.” I murmured to myself.

“No, princess, this is real. We are real.” Jimin said gently. “Come on, come back to me. To us. You’re stuck inside your mind. Just listen to my voice.” I could feel a hand on my shoulder and voices talking to me. My vision began to become fuzzy and then clear. I was back in Yoongi’s apartment. This was real. That was just a memory. A horrible memory.

“Jimin.” I cried out before dissolving into tears in his arms. “It was him. It was Jackson. I was back with him. I didn’t mean to spill the wine. It was an accident.”

He pulled me onto his lap. “You are okay. You’re safe. I’m here with you. Jungkook is here with you. Jin is here with you. Taehyung is here with you. We’re all here with you.” He rocked me gently from side to side, his hands rubbing a soothing rhythm on my back.

“Please don’t let him hurt me again.” I sobbed.

“Hey, shh, don’t cry, princess.” Jimin said, his voice cracking slightly. Was he crying? “I can’t stand it when you cry.” He admitted. “It breaks my heart.”

“Sweetheart, can you tell us what happened?” Jin asked, taking hold of my hand.

“I...” I sniffed, rubbing my eyes. “I’m not sure what happened. All I know is Yoongi raised his voice and made an action like he was about to hit something and then I was back there.” I took a deep breath to try and calm myself down. “It was strange. It was like I was reliving the past with no memory of what happened during that time, but I remembered all of you. I thought this was all just a dream.”

“This is not a dream.” Taehyung said gently, still keeping his distance. “But I’m slightly confused. Who’s Jackson?”

“Jackson is my abusive ex who I had run away from the night I met Yoongi.” I replied. “I don’t really like to talk about him because he caused some of the darkest moments in my life.”

“He sounds horrible. I’m glad you got away and found us.” Taehyung said.

I smiled at him. “I’m glad too.” I turned to look at Jungkook who was sat facing the wall. “Koo? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m fine.” Jungkook said, wiping his eyes quickly with his sleeve.

“No, you’re not.” I got off of Jimin’s lap and knelt down in front of him. “Why are you crying?”

“I was scared we had lost you. I was scared you had gone to a really dark place and were not going to be able to get out of it. It was so painful to watch.” He said quietly. “But you’re okay now, so I’ll be okay too.” He leaned down and kissed my lips gently. “I’ll always be okay if you are okay.”

“Thank you.” I smiled. I turned and saw Taehyung stood there awkwardly still. It was strange. I looked at him and in that moment I understood why he had said everything he had said. He was just scared and wasn’t sure how to deal with it, like I was. He dealt with his fear in a way he saw best, as did I, even if we were both wrong. “Tae.”

He looked at me and hummed. “What’s wrong? Do you guys need some privacy because I can go if you need me to.”

“No, Tae, I just wanted to say that I forgive you. I understand why you did what you did. You were like me, sort of. We were both scared of the situations we found ourselves in and the ways we dealt with it, no matter how bad they seem now, were what we thought was right at the time.”

“Do you... do you mean that?” He asked. I nodded, causing a boxy smile to form on his face. “Thank you. I’ll be the best boyfriend ever!” He pulled me into a hug, his tall frame completely enveloping mine.

“I think you have a few other competitors for that title.” I laughed, making him shrug.

“I don’t see them as competition.” There was a knock at the door, making us move apart.

“Who is it?” Jin called.

“It’s Yoongi. Can I come in? Please, I need to see her.” I heard Yoongi’s muffled voice say from behind the door. Jimin looked over to me. I looked between him and the door, trying to decide what to do.

“I...” I trailed off. He did shout at me and cause me to have a flashback for the first time, but that was not his fault. “Let him in.”

“Are you sure, darling?” Taehyung asked. I nodded.

“I have you four, don’t I?” I said. “My four protectors.”

“Your four protectors.” Taehyung confirmed, hugging me from behind and resting his chin on the top of my head. I sat down on the bed and Jimin looked at me once more before opening the door.

“Princess.” Yoongi came over to me and knelt in front of me. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you scared. I honestly didn’t know.” He said. His eyes were red and puffy. I could tell he had been crying.

“You caused her to have a flashback, Yoongi hyung.” Jimin said curtly.

“No.” Yoongi sat down on the floor in shock. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m such a terrible boyfriend. You should just reject me as your soulmate right now.” I looked at the other four, silently telling them to leave us alone. Jimin looked unsure, but allowed Taehyung to pull him out of the room.

“Yoongi, it was a mistake. You couldn’t have known. Even I didn’t know.” I said. “This is not your fault. It’s mine for having such a broken mind that it can’t even deal with a simple argument.” Yoongi looked up at me with a frown.

“Don’t you ever, ever say it is your fault. None of this is your fault. Don’t you ever say that, jagiya.” He said sternly, holding my hands.

“I forgive you, Yoon.” I said gently. “I will always forgive you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, jagiya. I’m so sorry.” He said, leaning up to connect our lips.

“Where are Hoseok and Namjoon?” I asked.

“I sent them off to get pizza and lots and lots of snacks.” He said. “You said you wanted a movie night, and so I’m going to give you the best movie night ever.” He flashed his gummy smile at me, making me fall in love with him even more, and feel the safest I have ever felt in my life. All of them did.

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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So Far Away (part 2)

Part 7 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin x reader; Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin x Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin; Hoseok, Namjoon and Taehyung x Hoseok, Namjoon and Taehyung

Summary: We have some make ups, some losses, some fluff and a tiny bit of angst

Warnings: Mentions of smut, some swearing

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup , @lindsayjoy444

AN: I decided to make this a 3 part chapter because I like leaving y’all in suspense. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist and what you think of the series so far :) I purple you guys!

Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

Yoongi POV:

As soon as the words left Y/N’s mouth, my eyes widened and my grip on her hand tightened. This was not going to be good. For all I knew, they could yell at her and make her feel like she was unwanted, which is completely untrue.

“Jungkookie, take Y/N to the food place and get yourselves something to eat.” I said, making Jungkook frown at me in confusion. “If it is them, I don’t want her getting hurt by any argument that might happen.” I explained. “Now go and get some food, and I will meet you both there later.” I kissed Y/N’s forehead and Jungkook’s cheek before watching them walk off hand in hand. I let out a breath and readied myself for the confrontation, knowing that there was going to be arguing that we may not be able to come back from.

Jimin was pouting slightly. “Pretty boy, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“I hate all of this fighting.” Jimin admitted. “I just want all of us to go back to normal... Or as normal as we can be.”

“Well, we just need to talk to them and see if we can sort out this mess.” Jin said, rubbing Jimin’s back. “So let’s go talk.”

We approached them slowly. They didn’t realise we were behind them until I cleared my throat.

The three of them turned around, eyes wide. It was then I realised Taehyung looked awful. He had bags under his eyes that were still visible under the concealer and his lips were drawn in a small permanent pout. Whatever was going on between us had to be sorted now.

“Hyung, w-what are you doing here?” Jimin asked, playing with his fingers as he attempted to try and start the much-needed conversation.

“Fuck, Yoongi hyung, I am so sorry.” Namjoon said, looking down at his shoes in shame. “I should have never kicked you out of the dorm. I should have let you explain and let you make the decisions. I never wanted to make you feel unloved and unwanted by us, or to make our whole dynamic awkward.”

“And I should have stood up for you and said something against what Namjoon said. Fuck, hyung, I should have come to you the second I knew something was wrong and we had upset you.” Hoseok apologised, his eyes wide and pleading. I bit my lip, my eyes sliding towards Taehyung who was trembling, his eyes filling with tears.

“Hyung, we’re so sorry-” Namjoon started to speak again.

“Just shut up you two and come here!” I allowed them to come towards me and I leaned up and kissed them both. “I accept your apologies, but I don’t fully forgive you yet. I’m just going to need some time. What you said really hurt me.” I said.

“Of course, hyung. Of course. Take your time.” Hoseok said, hugging me again. He released me, going over to Jimin, who still looked unsure. “Hey baby boy.” He said, making Jimin let out a small sob and jump into his arms. Hoseok sighed in relief and held him close, his face buried in his hair.

Namjoon was embracing Jin, leaving Taehyung stood there, looking unsure of what to do.

“Taehyung, let’s go somewhere else to talk, okay?” I said, extending my hand for him to take. He gingerly reached out and took it, allowing me to lead him to a more private place.

We ended up at the food courts. I led us over to a small cafe and stopped just outside. I sat him down in a chair and sat down opposite him. “Why do you look so sad?” I asked.

“I’m a horrible, disgusting person. That’s why.” Taehyung said, not making eye contact with me.

“Taehyung...” I reached over and grabbed hold of his hand. “You said some things that were hurtful and not nice but you will never, ever be a disgusting or horrible person.”

“Yes I am, hyung! I told you to reject your soulmate, knowing full well how much pain it would cause both you and her.” He said. “I didn’t give you a chance to explain what you were going to do, and what your plan was, and I’m sure if I had, I would have heard that you had planned to do something that made both parties happy. And to make matters worse, I lost my soulmate. After I saw you both in the mall, I could suddenly see colour. Me, Joonie hyung and Hobi hyung could.”

“Tae, you know that someone can have multiple soulmates, right?” I said, making him cock his head to the side, tears dripping down his face. “That’s what happened with me, Y/N, Jiminie, Kookie and Jin. It happens when people are very close.”

“So, me, Joonie hyung and Hobi hyung could be her soulmates as well?” Taehyung asked, his voice small.

“Yes, Tae baby. We are all soulmates with her.” I said, making him slowly smile and sniffle slightly.

“I missed you calling me that.” He whispered. “I missed you so much, hyungie, I’m so sorry for what I said to you.”

“Baby, come here.” I stood up and opened my arms, allowing him to run into them.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He said over and over again.

“Shh, baby, it’s okay.” I said, stroking his back. “It’s okay, don’t cry.”

“It’s not okay. I was jealous.” He said, his head resting against my shoulder. “I didn’t want to lose you or have less of your time.”

“Taehyung baby boy, you were my first, you are so important to me. You’re never going to lose me.” I held him away from me for a second to look at him. “You’re so beautiful.” I said, stroking his cheek. He leaned into the gesture. “My beautiful baby boy.” I leaned forward to kiss him gently. He made a noise as our lips connected, sounding like a needy whine.

As I pulled away, I wiped away his tears. “I want to apologise to Y/N.” He said. “And I want to meet her properly and let her know that I don’t hate her.”

Y/N POV:

I sighed as I stirred the straw around my empty milkshake glass, my head resting in my hand. I stared over at Jungkook, who was sat opposite me, looking equally as bored.

“Do we have to stay here?” I asked, making him look at me slightly confused. “Like we’re at Disney, let’s go on some rides. I don’t want to be stuck in a restaurant all day.”

“I don’t know, gorgeous. They might get annoyed.” Jungkook looked unsure.

“We’ll be fine, Koo.” I got up and tugged on his hand. “Please.” He still looked unsure. “Please, oppa, I will give you lots of cuddles when we get back.” I said, doing an aegyo. He chuckled.

“Okay, fine. Fine.” He allowed me to pull him up from the table. “I’ll text Jimin hyung and tell him what we are doing.” He pulled out his phone and typed out a quick text before pocketing his phone and grabbing hold of my hand. “Where to first?”

It was then I got a sneaky prank idea to pull on Yoongi, Jin and Jimin oppas. “Let’s start from right at the back of the park and ride every ride there and take our time. But don’t tell them where we are going exactly. Let’s prank them.”

Much to my surprise, a cheeky smile flooded Jungkook’s face. “That sounds like a great plan!” He said. “Let’s go!”

After we had been on a few of the rides in the Magic Kingdom, Jungkook led me to the Cinderella castle and sat down on a bench, pulling me down beside him. The sun was beginning to set, the light reflecting off his necklace that was settled just under his collar bone, between the tips of his pectorals, that were exposed from his half-buttoned shirt.

“Are you having fun?” He asked, cupping the side of my face in his hand and stroking my cheek. I smiled gently as his soft, brown doe eyes made a comfortable contact with mine.

“Yes, thank you.” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

“Good.” He said, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone. I leaned into the gesture, his hand supporting the weight of my head. “You look so pretty in the sunlight.” He took hold of my hand and pulled me up. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” He set up his phone and stood us in front of the castle. He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine before kissing me gently.

“Kookie.” I breathed as he pulled away, resting our foreheads together. My stomach felt weird, like there was a nest of butterflies living there. I cleared my throat, pulling away from him slightly, not liking the unfamiliar feeling. He frowned at me, trying to decipher what was going on with me.

“What’s wrong, carrot?” He asked, making me raise an eyebrow at the nickname.

“Nothing’s wrong. Just worried about the others.” I replied. They had been gone a long time and I knew it wasn’t because they were looking for us; they would have called us if they couldn’t find us.

“Yeah, they haven’t tried to find us. Maybe they have forgotten about us?” Jungkook shrugged.

I hummed. “What was that nickname before?” I asked him.

“I don’t know. I just wanted to call you that, because hyungs call me bunny, and bunny’s like to eat carrots, and I like to eat you out so...” My cheeks flushed red as I thought back to how he had woken me up that morning, with his head buried between my legs and his tongue inside me. He chuckled when he saw my expression. “Aww is my little carrot embarrassed?” He teased, making me slap his chest playfully. He looked at me in surprise, making me giggle.

“You look like a lost bunny.” I commented, making him laugh. I looked around for a second. “You know what I am really craving? A churro.”

“Me too.” Jungkook rubbed his stomach. “Shall we go back and get some food, we haven’t really had lunch.”

“Mhm.” I agreed. “Don’t forget your phone.” I reminded him. He grabbed it and smiled at the screen.

“We’re cute.” He said, showing me the picture of us kissing in front of the castle. “We might be the cutest pair.” I giggled and kissed his cheek before holding his hand as we walked back to the food court.

Jimin POV:

Yoongi hyung was in a state of panic. We had all met up at the food court, but Y/N and Jungkook were nowhere to be found. Yoongi had tried calling them both, but neither of them had replied.

“Where could they have gone?” Yoongi sat down on one of the chairs, pulling at his hair in frustration. I knew why he was so worried - Y/N’s abusive ex could have found out where she was and taken her, hurting Jungkook in the process.

“Maybe try calling them again?” Namjoon suggested. Yoongi opened his phone and called Jungkook again, but it went straight through to voicemail. I bit my lip as I checked my phone to see if I had any messages from either of the youngest ones.

“Ah hyung!” I said, waving my phone around. “Jungkookie texted me about an hour ago. He and Y/N have gone on some rides because princess was bored.” I said, reading the message aloud.

“Did he say where?” Yoongi asked. I scanned the message again and shook my head. “Of course he wouldn’t.” He rolled his eyes and tried Y/N again. Still no answer. “Well, at least we know they are safe...” He blew some air out through his mouth. “I’m going to go and find them.” He said.

“I’ll come with you.” I volunteered, standing up and taking hold of his hand. Yoongi nodded and together we walked out of the food area to try and find the missing two.

We didn’t have to go very far as we found them walking together, hand in hand, laughing with each other. They froze when they saw us, knowing that they were in trouble from the look on Yoongi’s face.

“And what do you two think you have been doing?” He asked, his voice deep and dangerously calm.

“Going on rides...” Jungkook said slowly, knowing that he was going to get punished for this. Y/N looked between the two of them, her throat bobbing as she swallowed.

“And what is the rule about answering your phones?” Yoongi folded his arms across his chest.

“Always answer them when they ring, but hyung, our phones didn’t ring, so I really don’t understand why you are so mad.” Jungkook said, shrugging.

“You don’t understand why...” Yoongi scoffed. “Both of you take out your phones now and check them.” They both did it, shaking their heads.

“No calls from you to either of us.” Y/N replied. “Oppa, really, I don’t understand what’s going on.”

“Yoongi hyung has been calling you for the past hour.” I replied, making her frown at her phone.

“Then there is something wrong with my phone.” She said. “I have signal, I’m connected to the park wifi, but it’s not picking up your calls or texts...” She frowned as she tapped the screen a few times. “Or your contact...” She tapped and scrolled a few more times before she started shaking her head and murmuring no under her breath.

“Princess, what’s wrong?” I asked, rushing to her side. I saw that it was open on a contact who had sent a picture of her getting buckled into a ride. She was smiling and the sun was giving a golden hue to her skin. She looked beautiful. But I knew it wasn’t Jungkook who had taken the picture because I could see his hand on her thigh.

“What’s going on?” Yoongi asked, walking over to us. “What the hell? Who is this?” He looked at Y/N, his eyes softening once he saw how traumatized she looked.

“It’s my ex.” She said, her voice shaking. Yoongi’s jaw set in anger. “I think he was here in the park. Yoongi he has my number and my location. I’m scared.”

Yoongi wrapped an arm around her waist protectively. He turned off her phone’s location and blocked the number. “Jimin, go tell the others that we will meet them back at my apartment. We’ll talk to them there. Jungkook go with him, make sure he’s okay.” As Jungkook and I walked away, I heard Yoongi talking to Y/N to comfort her. “I promise you, jagiya, no one is ever going to hurt you again, I promise. Not while I’m around.”

#Poly BTS #bts poly #btspolyau #dom!yoongi #dom!hoseok #dom!namjoon #sub!taehyung #sub!jimin #sub!jungkook #sub!reader #switch!jin #soulmate au #so far away #angst #fluff

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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Strange

Part 2 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi x reader, Yoongi x BTS,

Summary: Yoongi has found his soulmate, but his trouble has only just begun. He has to tell the members, but their reactions are something he never expected.

Warnings: Angst, Namjoon being a slight dick to Yoongi, sad TaeTae.

AN: Thank you guys so much for the love already on this series. I never expected it! Sorry this one is a little bit shorter, but there was less I planned to put in this chapter. There is more Yoongi x Y/N next chapter, I promise!

Tags:@calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup, @lindsayjoy444

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Y/N POV:

After last night, Yoongi had brought me to his own apartment in Seoul. He had had to go back into work as he had got a call from one of the other members of the group and he had to go back. So he told me the address and allowed me to stay there so we could talk.

It was strange, now being able to see the colour of everything. It felt like if I had to go back to seeing in black and white now, I would not be able to cope. Everything was so vibrant. There were infinite shades of blue, and red, and green, and purple, all of which had been different shades of grey for all of my life.

I had fallen asleep when I got to his apartment since it was so late. So I hadn’t seen the colours of the outside world; the colour of the sky, the sun, the clouds. I groaned as I pushed back the blankets, feeling the silk material of the main duvet slip and slide under my fingers. Of course Yoongi would have silk sheets. I giggled to myself as I swung my legs out of bed. I grabbed myself some new clothes and changed into them. But this time it was harder. I could see what colours clashed, and the thought of me walking around not knowing any better was now really embarrassing.

I flushed red as I picked out a white sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. It had just hit me - I was in Min Yoongi’s apartment. THE Min Yoongi. As in Suga of BTS. As in Agust D. I was in what was hopefully the guest bedroom. I gasped. What if I had slept in his bed? I quickly turned and made the bed before pulling open the curtains.

It was beautiful. The sky was a clear crystal blue. There were a few clouds, and the sun was a pale yellow because it was morning. It was common knowledge on what colour the sky and sun were. It was something constant and would not change.

I sighed to myself. I needed coffee. Hopefully he would have some. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind me helping myself. Or I could get a delivery, but I didn’t know the address. I turned around and surveyed the bedroom better. The walls were a very pale grey, and the bed was a darker shade. There were light coloured pillows on the bed as well as dark grey silk sheets. There were framed photographs of cityscapes on the walls, and a white wooden dresser was opposite the bed against the wall. There was a wall of mirrors, which is what I assumed was a wardrobe. I pushed it open and saw it was empty. Definitely the guest bedroom.

I pushed open the door and walked out of the room. I looked side to side trying to remember which way was the front door and which way was the kitchen. I remembered that the living room was by the front door but the kitchen and dining room I had not seen so assumed were past the bedroom I had found. I decided to turn left and found myself in a large kitchen complete with black marble worktops and a large island in the middle.

It was then my eyes fell on it. The coffee machine. Okay, now a coffee cup. Where did people normally keep their mugs and cups and glasses? I began opening some cupboards when I heard the front door open, making me freeze.

“Y/N, are you awake?” You heard Yoongi call out.

“Yeah, I’m in the kitchen!” I called back.

Yoongi POV:

I felt bad having to leave her, but Taehyung called me. He had woken up and panicked when I wasn’t there. So I hurried back after giving her the key and directions to my apartment, hoping that she wouldn’t get lost. I walked with her part of the way, anyway, since it was close to the company building.

Taehyung was sat at my desk, spinning around in my chair as he waited for me. “Where did you go?” He asked, his eyes slightly wet and swollen. “I thought you had left me.”

I took a deep breath. He was beautiful. His eyes were a beautiful shade of chocolate brown, and his hair was a curly light brown. His skin was a lovely tan colour.

“Yoongi hyung?” Taehyung was looking at me worried now. “What’s wrong? Did something happen? Was it a sasaeng?”

“No, nothing is wrong.” I replied. Now I had a choice, I either tell him that I met my soulmate, or I don’t tell him and keep it a secret. I decided to tell him - we were open to each other about everything, that way no one got upset over secrets that others had. “I think I met my soulmate, Tae.” I said, sitting down on the couch.

“What?” Taehyung stood up, looking surprised. “Are you sure? You either did or you didn’t.” He said.

“Well, I can see colours now, if that’s what you mean.” I replied.

“Really, you can?” Taehyung asked, straddling his lap. “What do I look like?”

“You look so beautiful, baby.” I said, resting my hands on his hips. “Such pretty eyes.” Taehyung blushed.

“So what are you going to do. What is she like?” He asked.

“Well, I can’t leave her. She was staying in the park when I found her, with all of her stuff. She’s clearly not in a good place right now, so I let her stay in my apartment. She is pretty, and from what I can tell, a very good dancer. She was dancing to Spring Day in the park.” I explained.

“You’re letting her stay in your apartment?” Taehyung looked a bit annoyed at this. I knew it was dangerous, but I trusted her, which was strange, considering I had only met her not even an hour ago.

“Yes?” I said, looking him in the eye. I was realising now he had a small mole on the end of his nose, as well as one by his lip. “I know it might be dangerous, but I do trust her, Tae.”

“Hyung, are you going to leave us?” Taehyung asked. I was silent. I didn’t know how to answer him as I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. His lips quivered and he nervously licked them. “Hyung?” His voice was smaller this time - sounding scared and unsure. “Please, no!” He begged, tears beginning to stream down his face when I still didn’t answer.

“Tae, I don’t know what I’m going to do.” I said, reaching out to stroke his hair to calm him down. He flinched away from me, getting off my lap. “Baby, please, this isn’t my fault!”

“Yeah, well, you could have just rejected her as your soulmate.” He spat, his arms folded across his chest. Rejecting your soulmate is something that you would never want to happen to you. It was painful, the cords between you and your soulmate being severed apparently felt like a white hot knife. You would never want to inflict that on anyone, at least, I knew I didn’t.

“Taehyung, that’s not fair! You know what that would be like for her!” I said, standing up. I was getting annoyed at him now. He knew what that would be like for her, and for him to purposely want to put someone through that... I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

“Yeah, but do you know what it’s going to be like for all of us? For me?!” Taehyung shouted. “We are supposed to be your forever, not some girl you met on the streets! For all you know she could be a whore out to get your money!”

“Kim Taehyung, you stop that right now!” I shouted, hoping that using my dom voice would get him to calm down slightly. “We need to have a group meeting about this! It’s not something I can decide on my own!”

“Well here’s my input, reject her!” Taehyung grabbed his coat before storming out of the studio. I sighed and sat down, burying my head in my hands. What a mess. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to the groupchat, saying I needed to have an emergency meeting with them all ASAP. They all replied saying they were on their way. Taehyung said nothing.

I guess that could be expected from him. Taehyung and I were the ones who started the whole polyamorous relationship. We started dating, but then decided that we wanted more, so we asked the members about it. Taehyung was my baby. I didn’t want to lose him, but I also didn’t want to cause Y/N unnecessary pain. I could already tell she had been through so much pain in her life and I didn’t want to be the cause of another source.

I made my way to our practice room and waited for everyone to arrive. It was quiet since it was so early. It was strange being here by myself - I was usually locked away in my studio until they texted me saying we were having a rehearsal, so I never realised just how quiet it could get. Yes, there was still the security guards and the night shift girl at the front desk, but they kept to themselves.

The door opened, revealing the maknaes, besides Tae, and Hoseok. “Hyung!” Jimin ran towards me, hugging me tight. I smiled and hugged him back. Jimin always thought he was too fat and always wanted to diet, but I was against it. He wasn’t chubby, he was just muscular. I could feel all his muscles when I hugged him. I cupped his cheek as I kissed his lips, making him smile and rest his head on my shoulder. Jungkook also joined in the hug, accepting a kiss from me as well.

“What’s wrong, hyung?” Hoseok asked as he shut the door behind him. “Did something happen? Where’s Tae?” He walked over to me and hugged me. “You look sad, love.”

“I’ll tell you all when Namjoon and Jin get here. Taehyung already knows, which is why he’s not here.” I explained, making Hoseok hum and nod, rubbing my back. The door banged open as Namjoon stumbled through, tripping over his own two feet. I chuckled. Such Joon behaviour. Jin was behind him, a hand firmly secured on his upper arm preventing him from falling flat on his face.

“Hey clumsy.” I said, with a small smile, making Namjoon scowl at me, and Jin flash a fond smile at me. I looked at all my boyfriends gathered before me. They had never looked more beautiful. The different shades of their tan skin tones, combined with their different hair colours was stunning. Both Jimin and Hoseok had blonde hair - Jimin’s was a similar shade as mine while Hobi’s was slightly darker, Namjoon had slightly faded purple hair, while Jin and Jungkook had their natural hair colours, except Kookie had green tips to his hair.

“What are you staring at?” Jimin asked, a slight blush to his cheeks.

“I found my soulmate.” I revealed, making them all go silent and stare at me. “And I know I am sure because I can see colours now.”

“How?” Namjoon asked. I explained how I had met Y/N in the park, and how I think she is an ARMY, and now she was staying in my apartment.

“That explains why Taehyung was so upset.” Jin said softly. “Yoongi, what are you going to do?” He asked.

“I don’t know.” I said with a sigh. “I can’t reject her, but I don’t want to lose you all in the process.” I bit my lip as I looked around. Jimin was beginning to cry, and Jungkook just looked lost. Hoseok looked neutral, but Namjoon was angry. Jin was trying to calm him down. Namjoon was the one who got jealous most easily. Him and Taehyung were. “Joonie, speak to me.”

Namjoon looked at me in the eye. “I suggest you go and spend some time with your new soulmate and figure out everything. If you feel like coming back to us, then you can come back. But until then, just stay away. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt.”

My heart stopped. Did Namjoon just kick me out? In the middle of us preparing for our comeback? “Namjoon, that’s not fair!” I exclaimed, making him scoff.

“No, you know what’s not fair. You finding your soulmate and having the audacity to tell us that you’re not sure whether you want to be with her or us.” Namjoon shouted, making me flinch.

“Is that really how you feel?” I asked, looking at each of them in turn. When none of them answered, I nodded my head. “Okay, I’ll come get my stuff at some point this week, and I’ll be at the meet and greet on the weekend.” I grabbed my bag and left the room, making my way to my apartment.

#strange #yoongi x y/n #dom!yoongi #dom!namjoon #dom!hoseok #sub!taehyung #sub!jungkook #sub!jimin #bts ot7 #bts x reader #Poly BTS #btspolyau #bts poly #soulmate au

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So Far Away (part 1)

Part 6 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin x reader; Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin x Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook and Jin; Hoseok, Namjoon and Taehyung x Hoseok, Namjoon and Taehyung

Summary: A fun day at Disney turns out to be something else

Warnings: Smut, swearing, upset Taehyung and guilty Namjoon

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup, @lindsayjoy444

AN: This part was getting really long so I decided to split it into two parts otherwise it would keep going forever. If any of you would like to be added to the taglist, just let me know and I will add you :)

Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Yoongi POV:

I groaned as my eyes fluttered open. The bed was empty. I stretched, feeling that the bed was still slightly warm, meaning that someone had recently left. I smiled as I remembered the events from the night before. Y/N had trusted us and allowed us to see her for who she truly is.

I heard laughter coming from the kitchen. I pulled on a shirt and a pair of sweatpants and made my way towards the source of the noise, a smile creeping onto my face as I surveyed the sight in front of me.

Y/N was sat on the counter with Jungkook stood between her legs, smiling at her as she laughed at something that had been said. Jimin was sat next to her watching as Jin cooked breakfast, sometimes talking to him and sometimes leaning against Y/N. Wafts of cooking oil and fried meat filled my nose as the sound of sizzling filled my ears. Jin was mostly likely making us bacon, sausage and scrambled eggs.

“Hyung!” Jimin exclaimed, jumping off the counter. He was wearing an oversized sweater that reached midthigh - I recognised it as one of Jin’s that I had stolen about a week ago. “Good morning!” He grinned, his face puffy and swollen from sleep. But he still looked beautiful.

“Good morning, pretty boy.” I said, wrapping my arms around his waist and hugging him. I kissed him gently, not caring that the both of us had morning breath. He kissed back, smiling into the kiss.

“Morning prince and princess.” I said, walking over to the pair as Jimin pulled away to go back to Jin. I kissed them both.

“Morning hyung.” Jungkook said, his hair all fluffy and messy. He was still shirtless but had put on a pair of basketball shorts that he must have brought with him yesterday.

“Morning oppa.” Y/N smiled. She had put on one of Jungkook’s shirts and her legs were bare. Her feet lightly rested against the door of one of the cupboard’s lazily swinging. Her hair was also slightly messy.

“Morning Yoongi.” Jin said as he moved the bacon and sausages around in the pan.

“Morning hyung.” I said, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head on his shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

“Breakfast is almost ready.” He announced as he turned to face me and kiss me properly. “So you three go and set the table.” He brandished the spatula at the three youngest who were giggling with each other. He kissed me again. “You look so cute in the morning.”

I wrinkled my nose. I didn’t really like being called cute. “And you look so cute with my cock up your ass.” I remarked, making him blush and swat at me with the spatula.

“Yah!” He said before laughing. “I don’t look cute. I look handsome.” He corrected, his plump lips forming a smirk.

“Well, I can’t argue with that, can I, hyung?” I smirked. I loved it when Seokjin was confident with himself - it was one of the sexiest things about him. I leaned up and kissed him again. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Now, go help the little ones.” He said, stirring the eggs around in the pan so they wouldn’t burn. I smacked his ass before leaving the kitchen and making my way into the dining room. The sounds of shrieks and giggles filled my ears as I neared the door. I pushed it open to see Jungkook and Jimin play fighting with the cutlery, and Y/N sat on the table watching with glee in her eyes.

“Did Jin hyung not ask you to set the table?” I asked, making the three of them freeze and turn to face me. “Jimin, Jungkook, put down the cutlery and lay down the plates and glasses. Y/N, jagi, come here.” I wanted to make sure she was feeling okay after last night.

“Yes, oppa?” She asked, her eyes wide and innocent. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pecked her lips.

“How are you feeling after last night?” I asked her, searching her face for any signs of discomfort.

“I’m feeling perfect.” She smiled up at me. “Last night was amazing. A bit sore, but I think that’s expected.” I smiled at her softly, stroking her hair out of her face.

“Good.” I replied, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “Although, if you are sore after Jimin, I don’t know how you’re going to take the rest of us.” Her mouth dropped open and her face flushed a bright red.

“Hyung, what are you saying to her?” Jimin asked, his hands on his hips.

“I’m just telling her some secret things.” I said cryptically. “Some dirty, secret, things.” I kissed Y/N again. “Go sit down, jagiya.” I kissed her one more time before she sat down. Jungkook sat beside her, with Jimin opposite them.

“Hyungie, next to me!” Jimin exclaimed, patting the seat next to him. I ruffled his hair as I sat down next to him.

“Who’s hungry?” Jin announced his presence as he entered the room, carrying the food. He quickly served it up to everyone before sitting down at the head of the table.

Everyone dug in, knifes and forks scraping plates and glasses clinking against the table.

“So, what does everyone want to do today?” I asked. Jungkook looked up at me, with his cheeks stuffed full of food. “Eat modestly, bunny.” I said, making him blush.

“Can we go to the amusement park?” Y/N asked, taking a mouthful of egg.

“Oh yes!” Jimin exclaimed and Jungkook nodded excitedly as he swallowed his food.

“What do you think Jin hyung?” I asked.

“It sounds like a good idea. I’ll go call our manager, and then we can go back to the dorm so Jimin can get some new clothes?” He asked, looking at Jimin for confirmation.

“No, I’ll just wear some of Yoongi hyung’s clothes.” Jimin said, grinning at me. “I like them. They smell like him.”

“Okay, so I just need to call our manager and see if they can rent out an amusement park for us.” Jin nodded, having another mouthful of food.

Y/N POV:

After breakfast, I made my way into the main bedroom to get some clothes for me to wear and get ready. I grabbed myself some lingerie before disappearing into the bathroom to have a quick shower and do my hair and make up.

After a nice, warm shower, I dried myself off with a towel and slipped into my lingerie. It was a dark purple lace set which Yoongi had actually picked out. I picked up the hairdryer and began to dry my hair. Over the blowing noise, I heard someone banging on the door.

“Y/N!” I heard them yell. I switched off the hairdryer and opened the door, being met with Jin. “Is it alright if I shower?” He asked, his eyes slowly trailing up my body. It was strange. I felt confident in this set. “Fuck, you look beautiful, sweetheart.” He said, taking hold of my hips and kissing me gently.

I smiled into the kiss, his pillowy lips enveloping mine. “Yeah, you can shower.” I said as we pulled away. “I just need to dry my hair.”

“I don’t mind.” He said, stepping into the bathroom to my surprise. “You look so gorgeous, I could just fuck you right here.” He smirked, his voice husky as he began to strip out of his clothes. His words caused a jolt of confidence to shoot through my body. I smiled at him lazily before jumping on the counter to face him, spreading my legs slightly.

“Then what’s stopping you?” I asked, making him growl as he stepped out of his boxers, his dick beginning to harden. I reached out to stroke him but he moved out of my reach, making me pout.

“Do you wanna stroke oppa’s cock, princess?” He asked, making wetness pool in my panties. I whined, making him chuckle and move slightly closer. “Go ahead, baby.” He obliged. I wrapped my hand around the velvet wrapped steel, making him start forward and grip onto the counter.

“Too tight?” I asked, worried that I was hurting him. He shook his head, his breathing uneven.

“Perfect, baby girl. Everything you do is so... fuck... perfect.” He pressed a kiss to my shoulder. The bra was strapless so there were no straps in the way. “I think it’s just you in this set is doing things to me.” He pushed my hand off him. “I’m gonna cum if you keep going, and I’d much rather to be inside of you.”

I jumped down off the counter to pull off my panties before jumping back on the counter, spreading my legs so he could see my pussy. “Am I wet enough, oppa?” I asked innocently, making him groan again.

“You’re soaked, princess. Think you can take oppa’s cock without me stretching you?” I nodded eagerly. “Okay, baby girl.” He tapped the head of his cock against my clit before pushing himself into me bit by bit, his hips thrusting slowly so I had time to get used to his length and girth. It felt like he was moulding my insides so I could fit him perfectly. I hissed as I felt him push his cock entirely into me. “Look at that, I’m in your stomach.” He cooed, taking my hand and pushing it against the bulge his cock created.

“Oppa, you’re so big. Stretch me out so good.” I moaned as he rolled his hips. His thumb found a place on my clit, rubbing tight circles. I didn’t know what it was but I was already close to cumming, and I could tell he was from the way his thrusts were losing their rhythm.

“Are you close already, princess?” He asked when he felt me clench around him. “Don’t worry, me too.” His thrust got faster and sloppier, making me clench around him even more.

“Seokjin oppa, I’m going to cum.” I warned, feeling the familiar knot tighten in the pit of my stomach with every drag of his cock against my walls.

“Hold it.” He said sternly, his thrusts becoming impossibly faster. Moans began tumbling out of my mouth, getting louder and louder until he said those two words that made me scream. “Cum, princess.” My walls spasmed around him as I came, feeling him fill me up as his hips stuttered. “Such a good girl.” He moaned in my ear before capturing my lips with his in a gentle kiss.

He slid out of me slowly before grabbing a towel to clean up his cum that was dripping out of me. I hissed at the contact, feeling the rough material brush against my sensitive clit.

“Sorry, baby.” He whispered, throwing the towel behind him and sliding my panties back up my legs. “This fucking set...” He looked at me in awe, making me giggle.

“Didn’t you want to shower?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I picked up the hairdryer to continue drying my hair. It was at the awkward stage between wet and dry, making it look like rats tails. I picked up my hairbrush and began to brush through it.

“True.” Jin nodded, turning on the shower and stepping in. “I’ll be out soon.” He yelled over the sound of the running water. I turned on the hairdryer and began brushing and drying while I waited for Jin to finish in the shower.

Not much to my surprise, he took ages. I had finished drying my hair and was almost finished with my makeup when he emerged, droplets dripping off the ends of his hair and rolling down his chest.

“You took ages.” I laughed as I began applying my lipstick. I had picked a light pink colour to compliment the light brown eyeshadow I had done.

“Yeah, well, it takes a long time to keep this handsome face perfect.” He said as he tied a towel around his waist. “You look even more beautiful now.” He said, glancing at me in the mirror as he applied some products to his hair.

“Thank you.” I smiled. I frowned as I looked in the mirror, playing with the ends of my hair, trying to decide what to do with it.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, resting his chin on top of my head.

“How to do my hair.” I said. “I don’t want to have it done because then it gets all tangled. I was thinking either french or dutch braids.”

“There’s different types?” Jin looked shocked. I nodded as I began to brush my hair and divide it down the middle. I tied up one half and began to braid the other.

“Dutch sticks out of your head and french doesn’t.” I explained. “So french is probably better.” I said as my fingers weaved my strands of hair over and under each other, braiding them in a tight braid close to my head. “See.” I pointed to the completed braid after I secured it with a hair band. I repeated this on the other side as Jin stroked a hand over it, feeling it.

“Teach me how to do that please?” He asked, looking at it in awe.

“Of course, but it takes a lot of practice.” I replied. I tied the hair and then took hold of his hand, pulling him out of the bathroom. He kissed me again before disappearing into the other bedroom to change his clothes and check on Jungkook and Jimin.

I walked over to the drawers which Yoongi had kindly sorted so I had some space for my clothes. I grabbed a pair of light denim jeans that had rips in the knee and a white tshirt. I looked in Yoongi’s wardrobe and saw a black and grey flannel shirt. I pulled it off the hanger and slipped it on, letting the scent of coffee and his cologne fill my nose.

“Hey, jagiya.” Yoongi spoke, making me jump and turn. He was lounging against the wall next to his wardrobe, a lazy smile on his face. He was wearing black ripped skinny jeans and a white v-neck shirt, exposing his collarbones that had bruises on them from last night. “You look good in my clothes.” He said, pulling me into a hug.

“You look handsome.” I observed, flicking a piece of his hair out of his face. “Especially with your messy hair.”

“Just because I didn’t have a chance to get in the bathroom what with you and Jin taking so long.” He smirked. “And I doubt it was because of these.” He fiddled with the end of one of my braids. “Jimin is in the sitting room if you want to go and wait there. Jungkook and Jin are still getting ready.”

“I just need to put my earrings in.” I said, noticing he had his hoops in. “But I wouldn’t recommend you have hoops in. Might get caught on something.” I moved over to the dresser and put in some silver heart shaped earrings.

“Y/N, baby.” He said from behind me. “I want you to wear this.” It was his Pisces necklace. I looked up at him.

“Any special reason?” I asked as he brushed a kiss to my cheek.

“No, just wanna see you wear it.” He said, putting it around my neck. I giggled.

“Thank you.” I turned to kiss his lips. “Hair, Yoongs.” I reminded him, making him whine at me. For a dom he could sometimes act like a little baby. “I’m gonna go spend some time with Minnie.”

“Okay, I’ll be out soon.” He said disappearing into the bathroom.

Hoseok POV:

I wrapped the towel around my waist as I emerged from the bathroom just having showered. Taehyung was sat on my bed on his phone, his legs crossed underneath him and his toes peeking out from underneath each knee. Namjoon must have still been showering since I didn’t see him anywhere. Tae had a slight frown on his face. He hadn’t been his usual happy self since the others left to be with Yoongi; he had become snarky and sad. I would hear him sometimes crying at night, but he would never tell us when he did.

He must have sensed my presence as he looked up at me as I dropped the towel to pull on my boxers, his eyes widening. “Hyung, you’re naked.” He observed, his eyes trailing down my chest.

“Yes, I am, baby boy.” I said with a small smile, pulling on my underwear and walking over to the wardrobe to pick an outfit for the day. “How about we go to the amusement park today?” I asked. “I already asked our manager and they are fine with it. They’ve rented it out for us.”

“I’d like that hyung.” Taehyung said, although he still sounded sad. I pulled on a shirt and sat next to him, not liking to see him suffer.

“What’s wrong, bub?” I asked. He shrugged and sniffled. “I can’t help if you don’t tell me.”

“Look what Yoongi hyung posted.” He showed me the phone. It was a video of Jimin and a girl who I presumed to be Yoongi’s soulmate dancing together. I had to admit, she was an amazing dancer. “Look at the caption.” I scrolled up. ‘These two soulmates seem to be getting on just fine.’ What did he mean? I knew that me, Taehyung and Namjoon had all seen colour when we made eye contact with her, but we just put it down to coincidence, thinking that it was just our soulmate rejecting the bond by getting married and that had just happened at the same time.

“How does she have multiple soulmates?” I was very confused by what he had posted.

“Why is she taking everyone away from me?” Taehyung sighed. “It’s just not fair!”

“Tae, you’ll always have me and Joonie, okay?” I took hold of his hands. “I promise you. Let’s go to the amusement park today and try to keep your mind off this. We can sort it later, if you want. Stop by Yoongi hyung’s apartment on the way back?”

“Okay.” Taehyung crawled into my lap and hugged me tight. “I love you, hyungie.”

“I love you too, my little prince.” I kissed his lips gently. “Okay, I need to get changed. Can you let me go, please?”

“Fine.” He huffed with a small pout. I pulled on some dark green trousers and some white trainers.

“Are you ready to go?” I asked. He nodded. I leaned on the bed and tickled the sole of his foot, making him let out a laugh and move his foot away. “Go put some shoes on then. Ones that will stay on your feet.”

“Hyungie, can I wear your clothes today, then.” He said, changing his mind. “My clothes aren’t practical.”

“Oh, they aren’t practical?” I raised an eyebrow, smiling at him playfully. “But you look so handsome.” I moved closer so our faces were inches apart. His breath fanned against my lips, becoming slightly uneven. “Do you need some help taking them off?” My voice was husky, making him gulp, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he looked at me. When he didn’t answer, I smiled at him before pulling away. “I’ll get some clothes for you, start getting undressed.”

I went to my closet and picked out a pair of light blue denim jeans and a white top with some pale yellow converse. I also grabbed a zip up hoodie that I knew would be slightly big on him in case he got cold.

I walked back into the room and saw him sitting on the bed in just his boxers waiting for me. “Hey beautiful boy.” I smiled, setting the clothes next to him. “I got you some more comfortable clothes, okay?” I pushed the hair out of his face. He smiled at me and allowed me to hand him the jeans so he could put them on.

As he was getting changed, Namjoon walked in, wearing shorts and no shirt. “Why is TaeTae half naked?” He asked, cocking his head to the side slightly.

“Why are you half naked, hyungie?” Taehyung retorted with a cheeky smile.

“Ah, so we’ve got a sassy baby today?” Namjoon chuckled, walking into my wardrobe to grab a hoodie.

“Why are we all wearing my clothes today?” I folded my arms across my chest as Namjoon came out of my wardrobe.

He glanced over at the untouched bed where Jimin usually slept and sighed. “I miss them.” He looked regretful and guilty. “I shouldn’t have said what I said to Yoongi hyung. It wasn’t fair to him.” He bit his lip as Taehyung’s face filled with terror.

“You’re not going to leave me too, are you hyung?” He asked, making Namjoon walk over to him and pulled him into a hug, picking him up.

“I would never ever leave you, TaeTae.” He said, looking him in the eyes. “I promise.”

Yoongi POV:

Jungkook pulled into the empty parking lot at the Disney amusement park as Y/N’s face lit up with joy. She was sat in between me and Jimin, her head on Jimin’s shoulder and my hand on her thigh. The pair of them had been dancing together earlier, which I had filmed and posted for our fans to see. They had to get used to the fact that some of us were in a relationship now.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!” Y/N exclaimed as she unbuckled her seat belt and grabbed her small backpack that had her wallet, phone and a bottle of water. By the entrance gates there was a worker waiting for us.

Jimin stepped out of the car, adjusting his sunglasses and hair, before helping Y/N out and tucking her into his side with an arm wrapped around her waist. I got out and held Jungkook’s hand while Jin went ahead to greet the workers. He was wearing a tshirt today, showing off his tattoo sleeve. I pressed the heart on his hand, making him smile and kiss my lips. Jin returned holding our wristbands.

“They said they wouldn’t hang around us as there are workers stationed at each ride, but we have wristbands so they know we aren’t random people who have just wondered in.” Jin explained, handing us our wristbands. We all put them on and entered the park.

I could tell it had been a while since Y/N had been anywhere freely. The smile on her face was the widest I had ever seen. Jin had taken hold of Jungkook’s other hand while I had gone over to Jimin and Y/N to keep an eye on them. Y/N was between us, her small hands in ours.

“Where first?” I asked.

“I think we need to get ears and hats.” Jin said, eyeing the store to his left. “I know our princess needs some ears with a crown on them.”

“Jin oppa.” Y/N whined, hiding her face in my shoulder.

“I agree.” Jimin said. “Let’s get some hats and then we can go on some rides, and then get something to eat?”

“Good plan!” I agreed, pulling the pair of them to the store. “Pick whatever you want, I’ll pay.”

“But, oppa...” Y/N crossed her arms across her chest.

“No buts, jagiya, now go pick some ears.” I ushered her away with a small swat at her ass. “Your ass looks good in these jeans, by the way.” I whispered in her ear. She blushed and ran over to where Jungkook and Jimin were sorting through the ears to find the perfect ones. Jungkook gasped when he found a pair of Iron Man ones, the gasp loud enough that it made the worker jump. I quickly apologised before making my way over to the subs.

“You all picked one?” I asked. Jungkook nodded handing me his, but Jimin and Y/N looked torn.

“I can’t choose, hyung.” Jimin pouted.

“Neither can I.” Y/N agreed. They each had two in their hands. Jimin was holding some black ears with a rainbow bow, and another pair that had teal sparkly ears with a bow that looked like the magic carpet from Aladdin. Y/N had a pair of ears that looked like the sky with a bow with different coloured balls inside, and some plain black ears with the tiara from Tangled.

“Well, since Y/N is our princess, you should go with the one with the crown, and Minnie, you should go with the Aladdin one.” I said, making them nod. “Okay, give them to me and I will go pay...” I trailed off realising Jimin had also handed me the rainbow ones.

“Those are for you. Jin hyung is over by the hats. He said he was going to get a Goofy one.” He said. As he spoke, Jin came over with his chosen hat, setting it on the pile.

After we had payed and put on our chosen headwear, we went to our first ride, however, there were some people already there that were not workers. Y/N saw this and stopped walking.

“Who is that?” She asked, not wanting to go any further.

“I don’t know.” I said as we all stood where we were, just in case they were saesangs. I saw a worker walking past. “Excuse me.” I said, getting their attention. They walked over. “I thought we were supposed to be the only ones here today, so who are those people over there?” I pointed to where the group of three people were stood.

“Oh they were another group that your company put down who would be visiting us today.” The worker said with a bow. I nodded, still not completely sure that our company would have called two separate times.

“Thank you.” I bowed as the worker went their own way. “So, who could it be?”

“TXT?” Jimin suggested, glancing at them.

“Maybe.” I shrugged, but Y/N shook her head.

“That’s not TXT.” She said quietly. “That’s Taehyung, Namjoon and Hoseok.”

#bts ot7 #bts x reader #Poly BTS #bts poly #btspolyau #angst #fluff #dom!hoseok #dom!yoongi #dom!namjoon #switch!jin #sub!taehyung #sub!jimin #sub!jungkook #sub!reader #soulmate au #so far away

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Give It To Me

Part 5 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi, Jimin and two other mystery guests x reader, Yoongi, Jimin and two other mystery guests x Yoongi, Jimin and two other mystery guests

Summary: Y/N realises that maybe Yoongi isn’t her only soulmate...

Warnings: Smut, swearing, dodgy writing by my overly tired ass

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup, @lindsayjoy444

AN: This is kind of a filler chapter, which I wrote while I was kind of tired, which is why the beginning is a bit strange, but the next chapter shit is going to go down! If any of you would like to be added to the taglist, just let me know and I will add you :)

Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Jimin POV:

Yoongi hyung unlocked the front door of his apartment and pushed open the door, allowing me to enter. I quickly took off my shoes and coat before moving into the living room, excitement rushing through my veins.

“Jagi?” Yoongi called as he joined me, seeing she was not there. He sat down on the sofa, pulling me down next to me. And that was when I saw her. She appeared from the kitchen, sipping some iced coffee.

“Oh, you’re back!” She said, moving towards us. She and I made eye contact and that’s when it happened. My vision was flooded with every shade of every colour of the rainbow. I gasped quietly, making Yoongi look at me in surprise.

“I can see colour.” I said quietly as she set her glass down on the coffee table and sat down on the other side of Yoongi.

“How?” Yoongi asked, wrapping his arm around Y/N’s waist to hug her.

“I just looked at Y/N and then, bam, colour!” I said, making Y/N frown in surprise.

“Is that possible?” She asked, looking at the two of us. She was so pretty. Her hair was a beautiful shade of Y/H/C, which accentuated her face perfectly and made her Y/E/C eyes pop.

“I don’t know.” Yoongi said, with a shrug. He picked up his phone and typed our question into the searchbar. He scrolled through some search results until he clicked on one. “Here we go.” He read, his eyebrows furrowing as he read. “Although it is extremely rare, it is possible for one person to have multiple soulmates. This is usually two soulmates, but the more there are, the rarer it becomes. It usually happens when the soulmates in question are extremely close with each other, however, this can be extremely hard to achieve.”

I looked between the two of them, a smile slowly making it’s way onto my face. “So we are all soulmates?”

“Seems like it.” Y/N smiled.

“That’s cool, but Jimin, you know the rules, don’t you?” Yoongi said, looking at me carefully. I knew exactly what he was referring to. The rules that we had collectively made for subs. He was telling me that he was the main person in charge in the relationship, which I was fine with.

“Yes, hyung.” I nodded, making Y/N look between us in confusion.

“What rules, oppa?” She asked, looking at Yoongi.

“I can tell you now, but it depends how comfortable you are with sex.” He said, looking at her, his eyes searching her face worriedly. I knew it was something to do with her ex, but seeing her now really made it hit home for me. How could someone do that to her? She looked at me carefully, silently speaking to Yoongi with her facial expressions. “He already knows about your ex, I told him on the way here, is that okay?”

“That’s fine, oppa. And I’m comfortable with it. I trust you, and I think I trust Jimin, so I’ll be fine to talk about it with you and maybe do stuff. That part I’m not too sure about.” She said, making us both nod.

“Okay, princess, do you think you are a sub or a dom?” Yoongi asked, making her blink in surprise. I could tell she wasn’t really sure - she probably hadn’t been in a situation where that would have arisen.

“I-I don’t know.” She stuttered, looking between us.

“Do you like being told what do during sex, or making people do what you want during sex?” I asked. As I spoke a look of understanding flushed across her face.

She blushed before she spoke. “I like being told what to do.” She said quietly. “Does that make me a sub?” I chuckled. She was so innocent, which I found cute.

“You’re so innocent jagiya.” Yoongi said, smiling his gummy smile. She whined and pouted, burying her face in his neck.

“Don’t embarrass her, hyung!” I said, rubbing her arm gently. “It’s okay that’s she’s innocent. I think it’s cute.”

“Thank you, Jimin.” She said, her voice muffled by Yoongi’s neck.

“Y/N, when were you born?” I asked. “If you don’t mind me asking.” I wanted to know whether or not she was older than me, so we could use the right honorifics.

“I was born August 13th 1998.” Y/N replied. So she was younger than me.

“So I guess you have to call me oppa.” I said with a smirk, making her giggle.

“I guess I would have to call all of you oppa.” She corrected. “Although, that is if the others like me. Namjoon, Taehyung and Hoseok all appear to hate me. I don’t know about Seokjin and Jungkook.”

“Is that true, hyung?” I asked, looking at Yoongi. I really hoped this wasn’t true - how could they hate someone like Y/N? I hadn’t really properly met her yet, but she seemed sweet and kind and caring, especially if she could make Yoongi produce his gummy smile like that.

“I think so. Taehyung and Namjoon were basically glaring at her while we were at the mall yesterday.” He replied.

“That’s not right.” I frowned.

“I know.” Yoongi agreed. “It’s ridiculous, especially over something that no one can control.”

“That must have been why they didn’t want me to come over.” I theorised, making Yoongi nod and hum. Y/N opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted by a knocking on the door.

“I’ll get it.” Yoongi said, standing up. “It’s the pizza guy, right?”

“Yeah. I already payed.” Y/N said. She turned to face me as Yoongi left the room. “So...” She trailed off, curling her feet up underneath her.

“Can I kiss you?” I blurted out, making her giggle and blush.

“You don’t have to ask.” She said, scooting across so she was closer to me. I leaned forward and connected our lips. She tasted of cherries and coffee. I pulled her onto my lap so she was straddling me, her small feet on either side of my legs. I deepened the kiss, her allowing me to put my tongue inside her mouth. I could feel how much she trusted me in the kiss. We pulled away for air, me taking her bottom lip between my teeth and pulling gently before letting go. She giggled and ran her fingers through my hair.

“It’s so soft.” She commented. “And really floppy.” She pushed some of it so it covered my eyes. I playfully growled at her, making her giggle. “Jiminie oppa?” She asked.

“Yeah, princess?” I replied, holding onto her waist.

“How did you and Yoongi and the rest of BTS become boyfriends?” She asked.

“Well, that’s a long story.” I said. “But it’s easier if Yoongi starts it because it was him and Taehyung that initiated the whole thing.” As I said this, a look of understanding and realisation flooded across her face. “What?”

“That’s why Taehyung hates me.” She said. “Because he thinks I’m taking Yoongi away from him.”

As she said this, I thought that this was maybe the reason. But I had never known Taehyung to be jealous. “Maybe, princess, maybe.” I pulled her against me and picked up the TV remote. “What shall we watch?” I asked, opening Yoongi’s Netflix, smiling when I saw she had added her name onto it. I clicked on her profile, smiling when I saw her continue watching, spotting she had been watching some Naruto. It made me think back to when Hoseok hyung and I sang the theme tune in one of the Run BTS episodes.

“Can we watch Inception?” She asked.

“Of course princess.” I said, rubbing our noses together. I frowned when I realised that Yoongi hyung still wasn’t back with our food. “What’s taking Yoongi hyung so long?”

“I don’t know” She said softly, leaning against my chest. “Should we go and check on him?”

“Yoongi hyung? You okay?” I called in the direction of the front door.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a second, okay babies.” Yoongi yelled back, making me frown slightly. It didn’t take anyone that long to take pizza from the delivery guy. But I ignored it.

“Okay, we’re starting the movie without you!” I yelled as Y/N got comfortable on my lap. “We’re watching Inception, by the way.” I began to type the name in the search bar when we heard multiple voices and footsteps coming from the front door. Y/N turned and frowned in confusion. “Who’s here with you, hyung?”

“Jin hyung and Kookie.” Yoongi replied as he came into the living room. Y/N’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

“Hello,” She said, standing up and bowing. Jin and Jungkook both bowed. They both froze as they straightened up, locking eyes with Y/N.

“How is that possible?” Jin whispered as he slowly approached her.

“How is what possible?” I asked, pulling Y/N back down onto my lap, making her yelp in surprise.

“I can see colours.” Jin said, kneeling down in front of Y/N. “Hey, sweetheart, I guess I’m also your soulmate.”

“And I guess me too, gorgeous.” Jungkook said, sitting down next to me and slinging his arm across my shoulder. She looked between the two and then at me.

“This is not going to end well.” She murmured.

“What do you mean?” Jin asked as he sat down next to Jungkook, pulling him onto his lap.

“Basically, it is quite possible that Taehyung, Namjoon and Hoseok all hate her.” Yoongi said as he came back, pizza balanced on top of a stack of plates. “And it is possible for someone to have multiple soulmates - it happens if the soulmates are all really close.” He explained briefly. He took out two slices of the pizza and handed them to Y/N on a plate. “Here you go princess.”

“Thank you oppa.” She said, taking the plate and resting it on her lap. “And it’s very likely that that hatred is going to get even more intense when they realise that the majority of their boyfriends are my soulmates.” Her phone buzzed, making her glance at it, seeing a tweet from Taehyung. I read it over her shoulder.

“Looks like they aren’t too bothered about us three being here.” I said, seeing the selfie Taehyung had posted with Namjoon and Hoseok, and the caption, which said ‘movie night with my favourite hyungs’. I showed the others the phone, making them wince.

“Harsh.” Jin said as Yoongi sat down on the other side of me so I was in between them. He took a bite of the pizza, letting the rest of us eat as the oldest would always have the first bite. He turned to Y/N. “So, sweetheart, tell us about yourself.”

“Umm...” She looked at Yoongi as if she was trying to decipher whether she could trust them and tell them her entire story. He nodded. “Okay, so...” She took a deep breath. I could feel her heart hammering at a thousand times a minute. “Yoongi and I met in the park that’s by the BigHit building.” She began. “I was there because I had just left my boyfriend and had nowhere to stay, so I was going to sleep in the park and try not to get hypothermia.

“My ex was abusive. Physically, verbally and mentally. He took away my friends and my career. I didn’t have a car. I had a phone where he could monitor all my phone calls and see all my texts. I could only have supervised chats and visits with my mother. If I had the smallest slip up he would beat me up. I ended up in hospital one time because of how much and how hard he beat me. I got to a place so dark and so low that I resorted to cutting myself to feel something. Then he found out.

“You would think that he would be caring about it, and would try to help me, but he told me that I deserved it and I should continue and that if I was lucky enough I would cut deep enough that it would kill me. He was awful. He would come home drunk at night and most nights he would just fall asleep, but there were some nights where he wouldn’t be drunk enough to be tired, he was just angry, so he would call me names and hit me with his belt and his fists. That’s what he was doing the night I ran away.” She finished, tears rolling down her face.

“Jagiya, come here.” Yoongi stood up and pulled her into his arms, pressing kisses to her hair and whispering things to her to calm him down.

“Yoongi, what have you done about him?” Jin asked as Jungkook moved off his lap and snuggled into my side, his head on my shoulder.

“I’ve hired her a bodyguard for when she goes out, and we’ve changed her phone and her number so he won’t be able to track her.” Yoongi said as he rubbed Y/N’s back to calm her down.

“What did Tae and Namjoon say about her?” Jin asked. I saw Y/N visibly freeze as he asked this.

“Taehyung wanted me to reject and I’m pretty sure Namjoon feels the same. Same with Hoseok, he doesn’t seem much of a fan.” Yoongi explained.

“It’s not her fault though.” Jungkook said softly, making Yoongi nod and hum in agreement.

“There’s nothing we can do about them, though.” Yoongi said. “They need to come around in their own time.” He shuffled over to the couch with Y/N still in his arms before sitting down next to me, settling her on his lap. “But let’s not dwell on that now. Let’s have a better movie night than they are!”

Y/N POV:

As we watched the movie I found myself wrapped up in Yoongi’s arms as I lay across his lap. He had his arms around my waist while my legs rested on Jin and my head on Jimin. Jungkook was threading his fingers through my hair. I yawned and rubbed my eyes as the movie ended, making Yoongi coo at me.

I was still in a state of shock at how Jin, Jimin and Jungkook were okay with being soulmates with me, and how quickly they fell into the roll of being my boyfriends. I was also still surprised at how I had managed to get four soulmates. I never thought that would happen to me.

“Oppa.” I said softly, making all four of them hum, letting me know I had their attention. “Can we go to bed now please? I’m tired.”

“Of course, jagiya.” Yoongi said, his voice husky since he was also half asleep. He tapped my ass. “Come on, you need to get up so everyone else can get up.”

“But I’m comfy.” I complained with a pout, making Yoongi chuckle. I felt Jimin’s weight shift slightly as Jungkook got up.

“I’ve got her.” He said, kneeling down in front of me. “Can I...?” He trailed off, asking if he could pick me up. I nodded in consent. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and one around my knees, picking me up bridal style. “Are we all going to sleep in the same bed?”

“Yeah?” Jimin said as he stood up and stretched, a sliver of his tan skin showing between his tshirt and the band of his jeans. His bones cracked as he stretched out the kinks and cramps in his muscles. He looked at me and I nodded, nestling against Jungkook’s chest. He smelled faintly of lemon and a fresh aftershave.

“Alright gorgeous.” Jungkook walked us to Yoongi’s bedroom before setting me in the centre of the bed. “You need to change?” He asked. I looked down at what I was wearing. I had only changed my shirt to another one of Yoongi’s during the day, so I didn’t need to. I slipped off my sweatpants, leaving my legs bare, with only my panties under the shirt.

“Nope.” I said, with a sleepy smile. Jungkook was staring at my legs, a look of shock on his face. “What’s wrong?” I asked, starting to feel slightly insecure under his stares.

“Nothing.” He said. “You just have fucking beautiful legs.” He smiled as I blushed, relief flooding through me. He pulled off his hoodie and sweatpants, leaving him in just his boxers. Now it was my turn to stare. He was everything I imagined him to be and more.

His biceps were huge, as well as his pecs. He had slightly defined abs as well as a prominent v line which disappeared underneath the grey waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers. There was a faint bulge underneath the grey material, which had me licking my lips, wondering exactly what it looked like.

“You done staring gorgeous?” He asked, a slight blush dusted over his cheeks. I cleared my throat, blushing harder.

“Sorry.” I said, ducking my head in embarrassment, before flopping back against the pillows. He chuckled and laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against him. I turned my head to face him. “You have nice muscles.” I commented, making him give me a bunny smile. “Ahh, I like this smile.”

“Gorgeous?” He asked after we were silent for a few more seconds. “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.” I said, my voice barely a whisper as our lips get closer. He paused just before our lips touched, the skin barely brushing against each other. “Kookie oppa. Kiss me please!” I whined, making him chuckle and kiss me gently. I turned so we were properly facing each other, not disconnecting our lips. He tasted of his strawberry lipbalm as well as the pizza we had just eaten. His lips were slightly thinner than Jimin’s and Yoongi’s, but this boy could kiss.

“God gorgeous.” He groaned as we pulled away. “You’re good.”

“Well that was hot.” Jimin said, making us quickly sit up. “Princess, I think you have to give all of us goodnight kisses.” He pulled off his tshirt and slid out of his jeans before crawling onto the bed and sitting down next to me, connecting our lips into a kiss. I felt Jungkook’s lips attach onto my neck as he kissed and sucked, making an involuntary moan slip out from my lips. “God you sound so pretty.” Jimin groaned against my mouth. I could feel his breath fanning against my lips.

“Jimin please.” I said, feeling heat begin to curl in my lower abdomen. I needed them. I wanted them and I wasn’t afraid to admit it.

“Are you sure princess? If you’re not comfortable then we won’t.” Jimin said, stroking my hair as Jungkook’s hands reached up and started playing with my boobs, twisting and pinching the nipples, making my breath become ragged and uneven.

“I’ve never been more sure in my life. Jimin please fuck me.” I shouted in frustration.

“He’s not going to be the only one fucking you.” Jin said from the doorway where he was leaning against the jamb with Yoongi on the other side.

“Look at our little subs playing with each other.” Yoongi cooed. “So pretty and ready for us. So ready for master and oppa.” I felt my pussy get even more wet as he said those names, soaking my panties.

“Please master.” Jimin said, his swollen lips parting. I could see how hard he was through his boxers. Yoongi took off his top and jeans before kneeling on the bed, hovering over Jimin and I while Jin took care of Jungkook. It wasn’t long before I heard his breathy whines and moans. I looked over to the side and saw Jin palming Jungkook through his boxers while he kissed and sucked down his neck and chest.

“Look at me kittens.” Yoongi said, his voice dominating and demanding, making me even more wet. “So pretty.” He cooed, cupping my face and kissing me gently. His hand reached over and traced its way down Jimin’s chest before ghosting over his dick.

“Master.” Jimin gasped, his voice barely a whisper.

“So responsive kitten.” Yoongi smirked. “Take off your boxers and prep yourself. But don’t cum.” A shiver ran down my spine at the way his voice sounded. Jimin nodded as Yoongi moved off him to just hover over me. He slid off his boxers, raising his hips slightly before grabbing some lube from the bedside table and pouring some on his fingers. He moved his fingers down to his ass, tracing the tips over his hole before pushing one in, his mouth falling open to form an ‘o’.

“Eyes on me kitten.” Yoongi said as he began to push my shirt up my body. “Are you comfortable with this?” I nodded my head frantically. “Okay, take it off for me.” I pulled my shirt off before getting self conscious and moving my arms in front of my stomach.. “No bra? Naughty girl.” He smirked, leaning down and taking one of my nipples into his mouth after removing my hands. “You’re so beautiful jagiya.” He released my nipple with a pop to pay attention to the other one, his tongue swirling around it, teeth gently nibbling.

“Yoongi...” I moaned out as hot whorls of pleasure curled in the pit of my stomach.

“Now, jagiya, you know that’s not my name.” He said, pulling off my nipple. He moved down to lie between my legs. “These are cute.” He said fiddling with the pink lace on the waistband of my panties. “But they’d look better on the floor.” He pulled them off, my face turning red. I had shaved in the shower that morning, but I was scared I had left some stray hairs. “And you even shaved.” He pressed a kiss to the folds of my pussy. “Such a pretty pussy. Bet it tastes so good.” He looked up at me for permission. I nodded, allowing him to eat me out.

His tongue slipped past my folds and slid around my hole and clit. His lips wrapped around the bundle of nerves, sucking on it, making me moan out. “So fucking wet.” He murmured as he pulled away, his chin already shining. He began kitten licking between my folds, making slurping sounds. He pushed his tongue inside my hole, the wet muscle licking at my walls, sending white hot shots of pleasure through my veins. I moaned out, my hands winding in his hair and pulling slightly.

“Jiminie, kitty, come here.” Yoongi said. Jimin slid over to us after pulling his fingers out of his ass. “How many were you?”

“Three master.” He replied. I glanced down at Jimin’s dick, seeing how thick it was. He seemed to be shorter than Jungkook, but just as thick. My pussy clenched around nothing as I imagined it in me.

“Jin hyung?” Yoongi turned to loook at Jin and Jungkook. Jin was currently eating Jungkook out while thrusting into his ass with his fingers, making Jungkook throw his head back in pleasure.

“Yes Yoongi.” Jin asked, pulling away from Jungkook.

“Is he ready?” He asked, making Jin nod. Yoongi nodded before pushing a finger into me to open me up. “Fuck you’re so tight. How are you going to be able to fit any of our cocks in this little pussy?” He groaned slipping in another finger. I winced slightly at the burn. It had been a while since I had had sex with anyone. He began scissoring his fingers, brushing against a sensitive spot inside me.

“Ah fuck.” I moaned out, making him smirk.

“Found it.” He said, curling his fingers to press against that spot, making me cry out. “Okay, you’re ready.” He said as he pushed his fingers into Jimin’s mouth. “How does kitten taste, kitty?” He asked as Jimin moaned around his fingers and sucked on them.

“So good.” Jimin moaned out, making me blush again.

“So this is what is going to happen.” Yoongi said as he pulled his fingers out of Jimin’s mouth. “Kitty is going to ride kitten while he gets fucked by bunny who is going to get fucked by me. Jinnie is going to have his cock sucked by kitten, is everyone okay with that?” We all nodded before getting into our positions.

Jimin lay flat on his back, his cock dripping onto his stomach. “Do we need condoms?” He asked. I shook my head.

“I’m on the pill.” I replied, making him close his eyes and groan.

“God you’re going to be the death of me.” He said as I lowered myself onto him. There was a burning stretch as he sheathed inside of me. He looked at me and smirked. “I didn’t think I was that big.” He rested his hand on the small bulge in my stomach. I rolled my hips to get used to the feeling of him inside of me, making him moan out. “God she’s so tight master.” He said breathily.

“Okay Jiminie, I’m going in.” Jungkook warned as he pushed himself into Jimin. There was a sharp intake of breath as Jimin got used to the feeling of having Jungkook inside of him.

“Ah fuck Kookie.” Jimin moaned out, his grip tightening on my waist. He looked spaced out as he adjusted to the cock inside him. “God it feels so good.”

“No moving yet you three.” Yoongi warned as he kissed Jin, removing his boxers and stroking him a few times. “Okay, kitten, you gonna suck oppa’s cock?” He asked.

“Yes master.” I nodded, ignoring the slight burn in my thighs as I straddled Jimin. I could feel his thighs under my ass, thick and muscular. I was lying so we were chest to chest, his abs pressing against my stomach. Jungkook was half lying on my lower back.

“Okay, sweetheart, open up.” Jin knelt in front of me, his cock level with my mouth. He was longer than Jimin, but thinner. I opened my mouth and let him push his cock into my mouth gently, not wanting to hurt me. I closed my eyes and hummed around him as I tasted the saltiness of his pre-cum, wrapping my hand around what I couldn’t fit in my mouth.

There was a moan behind me, which sounded awfully like Jungkook. I presumed that Yoongi had started to fuck him due to the slapping sounds which were jolting Jimin into me. I moaned around Jin’s cock, making him throw his head back and moan as the sound vibrated up his shaft.

“You look so pretty with your mouth stuffed full of me.” Jin crooned as I hollowed my cheeks and bobbed my head, moaning as Jimin’s cock rubbed against my walls, hitting the bundle of nerves inside of me each time. His thumb began to rub small circles on my clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure as he did, making me jolt and my eyes roll back into my head. “Think you can take more?” Jin asked. I nodded and he pushed more of himself into my mouth, making me gag slightly as his tip hit the back of my throat.

“Swallow around him, kitten. It will help you not gag as much.” Yoongi said, his voice husky and breathless. I swallowed around Jin, making him groan as I sucked him again.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” Jin warned as he gently thrusted into my mouth. I sucked harder, making him tense. “I’m cumming.” He moaned as a salty liquid filled my mouth, his hips making stuttering thrusts. “Fuck, so good.” His hand wrapped in my hair as he pulled out of my mouth. “Swallow.” He ordered. I obeyed and showed him my empty mouth. “Good girl.” He bent down and kissed me gently before taking hold of my hips and guiding me up and down on Jimin.

“Oh my Go-,” Jimin’s eyes rolled back as Jungkook hit his prostate, his hips thrusting up roughly, making him hit my g-spot.

“Jimin, fuck.” I moaned as Jin pushed me down on him. Jimin continued to rub circles on my clit, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. “I’m close.” I said.

“Not yet, kitten. You wait.” Yoongi warned, his thrusts into Jungkook sounding powerful.

“Master, I’m going to cum.” Jimin moaned.

“Me too.” Jungkook said, bending his head down to kiss my neck. I knew I was covered in small red flowers, blooming everywhere their mouths had touched my skin.

“Okay, hold on, I’m almost there.” Yoongi said, his thrusts speeding up. Jungkook’s moans became high-pitched and loud as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. Jimin’s were the same.

“Fuck, I don’t think I can hold on much longer.” I moaned out as Jin pounded me onto Jimin’s cock. There was a groan as Yoongi came, spilling into Jungkook.

“Cum you three.” Yoongi ordered. As he said this, the three of us simultaneously moaned as we allowed ourselves to cum. My hole tightened around Jimin, making him cry out in pleasure, his cum filling me up.

“You look so pretty when you come.” Jin cooed, cupping my face and kissing me as my body shook from the sparks of pleasure rushing through my veins from the force of my orgasm.

I flopped forward onto Jimin, his arms instantly coming up to wrap around my waist. He hissed as Jungkook pulled out of him before tensing again. I looked over my shoulder and saw Yoongi pushing a plug into his ass.

“Come on, princess, let’s get you cleaned up.” Yoongi said. I whined and snuggled into Jimin’s chest, making him chuckle.

“I don’t think she’s going anywhere, Yoongi hyung.” He said, kissing the top of my head.

“And we aren’t either.” Jin said, flopping down next to us. “We’ll clean up in the morning. Let’s cuddle.” I felt hands pull some panties up my legs and slip a shirt over my body, but I was so tired I didn’t have the energy to see who it was. I was pulled against a chest, while arms wrapped around my waist. My nose was instantly filled with the scent of coffee.

“We are never going anywhere without you, jagiya.” He said. “I promise. We will never leave you. No matter what.” I smiled as he kissed the top of my head and hummed quietly to lull me off to sleep.

#angst #fluff #bts ot7 #bts x reader #Poly BTS #bts poly #btspolyau #dom!hoseok #dom!yoongi #dom!namjoon #switch!jin #sub!jimin #sub!taehyung #sub!jungkook

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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Burn It

Part 3 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Summary: Yoongi and Y/N are getting used to living together and being each others soulmates. Y/N helps Yoongi get through him being kicked out of the BTS dorm, and Yoongi helps Y/N tackle her trauma from the past. When the pair go out shopping, they bump into some people they really don’t want to meet...

Warnings: Angst, mentions of self-harm and abuse, Taehyung being a dick to Yoongi.

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup, @lindsayjoy444

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Y/N POV:

Yoongi looked upset. He stood in the doorway of the kitchen, a bag hanging off his shoulder while he leant against the door jamb, and his face was full of thoughts. He looked slightly broken. I slowly walked over to him.

“Are you okay?” I asked, making him look at me. He shook his head before dropping his bag to the floor. “What happened?” I asked. I knew he had to go back to the studio, so something must have happened there.

“They kicked me out of the dorm.” He said, his voice emotionless. “I thought that after everything, they would understand this. That they would understand you.” Ah, so it was to do with me. He must have told them what happened, but I was confused as to why it would affect them so much, unless...

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked carefully.

“I don’t know...” He said, sighing slightly. This was a Yoongi thing - he would sometimes hide his emotions from everyone.

“If you’re upset, you need to talk about it. You can trust me. I have literally no one to tell about anything you say.” I said, reaching out and stroking his arm. He didn’t flinch away from my touch, which was unusual for me. “I’ll make you a deal. If you tell me about why you’re upset, I’ll tell you why I was in the park. Okay?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Okay.” Yoongi nodded, his voice slightly husky. He took hold of my hand and led me to the living room where he sat down on the sofa and pulled me down next to him, making me yelp in surprise. “Sorry.” He said, fiddling with his thumbs. “So, erm, me and the rest of the members are all in a relationship together.” He began. “It started with me and Taehyung, and the others joined one by one. Today, when I went back, I told Tae about me finding you, and he got angry. He said I should reject you.” He looked at me. I blinked at him, scared. Was he going to reject me as his soulmate? Did he want to put me through that pain? “But I don’t ever want to do that to you. I can’t do that to you. When I said that to Tae, he got really annoyed and left the building. I then told everyone else and-” His voice hitched in his throat as a tear rolled down his cheek. “And Namjoon kicked me out of the dorm until I figured out who I wanted to be with.”

“Yoongi, that’s awful!” I gasped. How could they treat him like that? Yoongi worked so hard in that group. He deserved better than this. And it’s not his fault that he found his soulmate. They just needed to come around to the idea. It was then I got my idea. “Don’t you have a meet and greet this weekend?” I asked.

“Yeah, but it’s not going to go well. They all don’t want me to be around them!” Yoongi exclaimed.

“Yeah, but, if I go to the meet and greet, and they all meet me, and if they like me then maybe you don’t have to necessarily break up with them. Maybe I could just slot in?” I suggested. It was the best thing to do. No one got rejected, and no one got their heart broken. Best case scenario.

“That’s actually not a bad plan.” Yoongi said looking at me. His eyes flicked down to my lips as we continued to stare at each other, the tension building between us. He cleared his throat. “So, why were you in the park last night?”

“Ahh.” I smiled, knowing that this was coming. “I had to get away from my ex.” I said. “He wasn’t the nicest. He used to hit me and assault me verbally and physically.”

“Y/N...” Yoongi said, rubbing my arm.

“He took away everything I owned. He took my house, sold my car, pushed all my friends away. The only person I was allowed contact with was my mother, and that was always supervised. He controlled me.”

“That’s horrible. No one should ever have to go through that. I’ll protect you, I promise. If I have to, I will hire a bodyguard for you. Anything to keep you safe.” He promised. I was surprised. We had only just met, but he wants to look after me. That was something new.

“Thank you Yoongi.” I said softly. He smiled at me and stroked my cheek with his thumb. “For everything, seriously.”

“You’re my soulmate, Y/N, what did you expect me to do?” He looked me in the eye. My lips parted in surprise as we held eye contact. He leaned forward slightly and our lips connected. His were soft and pillowy, and he was a good kisser. I knew mine were quite rough and chapped - I didn’t have a lip balm on me, so maybe he would let me borrow one of his, or we could go shopping. My heart rate sped up as the kiss continued. One of my idols was kissing me. I would have never imagined it. We pulled away slowly.

“Wow.” I gasped, reaching up and touching my lips. Yoongi laughed and pulled me close to him.

“Cute.” He murmured, stroking my arm.

That night Yoongi was making dinner while I tidied up a bit. We had ended up making cookies to cheer him up, which might have had a bit of a food fight, and then some making out in the middle. I had a quick shower, washing out all the flour and egg from my hair, before changing into a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I had to cover my cuts on my wrists. I saw them in the shower and they were very noticeable; the red stood out starkly against my skin.

I walked out of my room, tying my hair up in a bun. My nose was instantly filled with the smell of frying pork and black bean sauce. He was making jjangmyeon. I made my way into the kitchen and sat on the counter.

“It smells nice.” I said as Yoongi stirred the sauce a bit more. He hummed as he put the water to boil for the noodles. “Can I help with something?” I asked.

He lifted the lid of the wok and took a bit of the sauce on a spoon. “Taste please.” He held it up to my mouth. I ate the sauce. It tasted really good. Not too salty, the right amount of water.

“Mmmm!” I moaned in delight, making him look at me in shock and blush. I giggled at his reaction. “Sorry.” I covered my face in embarrassment. “You’re a good cook, Yoongi.”

He smiled and turned back to the stove, stirring the sauce around some more to make sure it doesn’t burn. “Thank you.” He said, reaching over to turn off the heat under the pans. His hand brushed my thigh, making me shiver slightly. His hands were huge and veiny. “Can you pass me two bowls?” I hopped off the counter and looked around, unsure of where to get them from. “Oh, um, middle shelf on the right hand cupboard.” He said, pointing. I nodded and leaned up, grabbing hold of the bowls, standing on my tiptoes.

“Here you go.” I said, handing him the bowls. “Do you want chopsticks as well?” I asked. He nodded. Now these I knew where they were. He had them in a fancy clear container on top of the counter. He nodded and I grabbed two pairs, handing them to him.

“Thank you, jagiya.” He said, making me freeze. No one had ever called me that before. “Oh, sorry, I-”

“No, it’s fine. It’s just no one has ever called me that before.” I replied, reassuring him.

He set down his serving spoon. “Seriously?” He asked. I nodded.

“Abusive ex, remember?” I smiled slightly.

“Oh yeah, sorry.” He said. “Okay, do you want to eat at the table or shall we watch a movie while eating?” He suggested.

“Watch a movie?” I requested, making him nod.

“Grab your food then, jagiya.” I blushed, making him chuckle. “That’s your nickname now. That, and princess, and baby, and baby girl.” He began listing off more, making me giggle.

“So what do I call you?” I asked as he carried our bowls in to the living room. He placed them down on the glass surface of the coffee table. He grabbed two of the decorative pillows from the couch and placed them on the floor. I sat on one and he sat on the other.

“Hmm, well.” He smirked staring at me. “I am older than you, so oppa would be the most logical choice. But if you want other options then whatever you want.” He shrugged.

“Noted, oppa.” I said, looking sideways at him before picking up my chopsticks and stirring around the noodles and sauce to combine them before taking a bite. “God, Yoongi, this is so good!” I sighed loving the taste of the sauce combined with the noodles and the pork.

“Thank you.” Yoongi blushed slightly. “I used to make it all the time for the boys - it’s my mother’s recipe.” His face fell slightly as he said this, making me bite my lip in sympathy as I thought of what to say to him.

“It will all work out, I promise.” I reassured him, rubbing his arm gently. He leaned slightly into the gesture as he took another mouthful of noodles.

“But in the meantime...” He pulled out his phone and held it to take a selca with me. “Let’s let ARMY know about you and me. Smile, jagiya.” I smiled at the phone as he snapped the picture before posting it on Weverse. My phone buzzed with the notification, making him chuckle. “Come on, let’s watch a movie.”

Yoongi POV:

I hummed as I stretched, waking myself up. I looked over to the other side of my bed and saw Y/N curled up by the edge of the bed. That must have been due to her PTSD over her past relationship. I shuffled under the blankets as I turned around so I was facing her before reaching out a hand and shaking her slightly.

“Y/N, princess.” I said, my voice husky from sleep. She whined and tried to move away from me. “Baby, come on you need to get up. We’re going shopping today.” We had decided that while she did have clothes, they were all worse for wear, so I was going to treat my princess to a new wardrobe. I was going to the usual shopping centre that the boys and I would go to. We normally had it to ourselves on Fridays so we could buy anything we needed.

“Can we get mochi?” She asked, her eyes still closed. There was a piece of hair flung across her face.

“Of course. Are you feeling better after last night?” I asked. She had fallen asleep in the guest bedroom, but she had had a nightmare about her ex, resulting in her screaming in her sleep, so I told her she could sleep with me so she would feel calm and safe. “Did you manage to sleep?”

She opened her eyes, squinting slightly at the light that came through the gap in the curtains. Even with her hair a mess and no make up on, she was still beautiful. “Yeah. I had no nightmares at all while I was in here.” She nodded. “And I feel better.” She rolled over to face me so she was on her side rather than her back. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome jagi.” I said, stroking her cheek. “If you go shower and get dressed, I’ll start breakfast?” I suggested.

“Pancake?” She asked, smiling gently. “And dalgona coffee?”

“Of course.” I nodded

“Thank you, Yoonie.” She sat up and stretched, her sleeves slipping down her arms slightly. I caught sight of some scars, which gave me a slight bad feeling.

“Baby, can I see your wrists?” I asked carefully, knowing that if it was what I thought it was, she would become very defensive about it. She looked pensive, her lips pursed and eyebrows furrowed.

“Yoongi, I-” She said as I reached out and carefully pushed up her sleeves.

“Baby...” I saw her wrists were littered with red lines, some more fresh than others.

“I haven’t since I’ve been here, I swear.” She said. “It was a coping mechanism with him.” I ran my thumb gently over her wrists, feeling the raised lines on her skin. “Yoongi, I promise, I haven’t since I’ve been here.”

“I believe you baby, but why?” I asked. “What made you stop?” The look on her face broke my heart. She looked like she had been through so much. She sniffed and took a shaky breath.

“He told me to do it. That I deserved it.” She said, tears forming in her eyes. “He said that if I continued to do it deeper and deeper than maybe I might end it all and what a perfect world that would be.”

My heart stopped. How could anyone do this to her? I could feel myself getting angrier and angrier at this ex, but I didn’t want to let it show. It would make it even worse for her, and that was something we did not want to happen. I kissed her wrist gently.

“I stopped because of you. You got me out of that situation and you make me feel safe.” She said. “If I’m being honest, I wasn’t sure how you would take it, I mean one of BTS’s big things are loving yourself and clearly I don’t. I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“Princess you could never ever disappoint me. You are so strong and resilient and you have become such a beautiful person, both inside and out.” I said, pulling her in for a hug. “Now,” I leaned forward and pecked her lips. “We are going to have a day full of fun, starting with your pancakes and dalgona coffee. Sound good?” She nodded and smiled as I wiped away her tears, her Y/E/C shining.

She disappeared into the bathroom as I slid out of bed and made my way into the kitchen. I moved my shoulder around; it was slightly stiff and painful this morning, but nothing I couldn’t manage.

I began to make everything. While the pancakes were frying, I got started on the coffee. Y/N appeared in the doorway, her Y/H/L hair dripping on the exposed skin from her shirt. I smiled when I realised that it was my shirt. It reached mid thigh on her, making me stare at her bare legs and exposed collarbones.

She blushed when she saw me staring. “I’m sorry. I just didn’t know what to wear so I grabbed the first thing I saw.”

“It’s fine, jagiya.” I said. “You look better in it than me.” She giggled and walked over to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her lips gently. She hummed gently, tucking her head under my chin.

“Yoonie oppa.” She said quietly. I hummed in response. “I think the pancakes are burning.” She giggled, making me jump away from her and take them off the heat. They were a slightly darker brown than usual, but still edible. “That one can be yours.” She giggled, making me scowl at her playfully. “How about I do the coffee and you try not to burn the next pancake.”

“Sounds like a deal, princess.” I agreed, handing her the small whisk so she could do the coffee. She thanked me and began to whisk the coffee as I poured the remaining mixture into the pan.

“Yoon, how does this taste?” She held up a spoon with some of the whipped coffee on it. I tasted it. The perfect amount of coffee. “Good?”

“Amazing.” I replied before turning back to flip the pancake. It was a perfect golden brown. “Pick what toppings you want. I’ll just have sugar and lemon.” I said, making her turn to the fridge and pull out some chocolate sauce and strawberries.

I plated the pancake and carried it to the island in the middle of the kitchen. She sat down, holding both cups of coffee. She pushed mine over to me before she started to eat.

“So where do you want to go today?” I asked. “I’m buying you a new phone and changing your number so that ex of yours can’t contact you.”

“Yoongi, you don’t have to-” She started but I interrupted her.

“No, I want you to be safe.” I said. “Anyway, do you want new clothes, new shoes? What?”

“I think I need new everything to be honest.” She admitted. “All my clothes are beginning to fall apart.”

“Okay, we’ll buy you some new outfits today, but we can order you more if you need.” I said, finishing up my pancake. “Do you want makeup?”

“I need makeup.” She said, taking a bite of a strawberry.

“No you don’t.” I said. “But if you want it then we’ll buy you some of the best.”

“Yoongi, you don’t have to spend your money on me. I’ll pay you back.” She said.

“No, you won’t. What’s mine is yours.” I said firmly. “Now finish up and get that ass of yours ready to go.”

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We had been at the mall for a few hours now. Y/N was happily snacking on some mochi as we made our way to the next store - Victoria’s Secret.

“Hi, welcome to the store, how can I help you today?” A red-haired woman asked. Y/N turned to me and handed me her mochi.

“Can you wait out here please? I’m not entirely comfortable with... you know...” She trailed off, playing with her fingers.

“Of course, baby. I’ll wait here, okay? Mind if I have some of these?” I asked as the sales assistant began to lead her away.

“Go for it!” She yelled over her shoulder as the assistant began showing her panties and bras. I began looking through, picking ones mentally that I liked. There was a light pink set that I loved. A pang of sadness shot through me when I realised I was picking them out for Taehyung. I put the set back and leaned against a wall, waiting for her while I scrolled through my phone.

I jumped when I heard footsteps outside the shop. It was a Friday so the shopping centre was closed to the general public, so it wasn’t like there would be randomers walking around. My heart rate picked up. What if it was a sasaeng? I heard excited chatter and a squeal of happiness which I recognised instantly. Tae. They must have gone shopping now. There was nowhere for me to go as there was only one exit and entrance, and it wasn’t like I could blend in with the crowd.

My heart broke slightly when I heard their laughs and shouts of happiness. Nice to know they were having fun without me. I busied myself with my phone before looking over to the changing rooms. I heard Y/N gasp happily, making me smile. The doorbell to the shop rang, indicating someone had just entered the shop. Why now? I didn’t want to have this confrontation here. Not in front of Y/N.

I smiled slightly as I saw Taehyung move from rack to rack, picking up items that caught his eye and showing them to Hoseok and Namjoon, who had come in with him. Taehyung looked up and we locked eyes. His smile dropped from his face, being replaced with a scowl.

I looked back to my phone, making it a point that I didn’t want to talk to them. I could hear them whispering to each other, their hushed tones being too quiet for me to properly hear them.

“Hyung, what are you doing here?” Namjoon asked, making his way over to me.

“Y/N needed some new stuff.” I said, not looking at him. “Sorry, I didn’t realise you owned this shop as well.”

“Yoongi, there is no-” Namjoon began.

“No, you’ve said enough Namjoon. You spoke your true feelings.” I said shortly, glancing up at him, looking unimpressed.

“I shouldn’t have said that.”

“But you did. You said your true feelings. I don’t want people to lie to me. You said the truth, no matter who it hurt.” I said.

“Hyung please, I’m sorry.” Namjoon said. “Please just come back to us.”

“No.” I said, finding it harder and harder to keep my voice steady. “You’ve said what you said. It’s clear I’m not welcome, I mean look at them!” I gestured over to Hoseok and Taehyung. “Normally Taehyung would be here, hanging onto me, listening to my every word, demanding kisses and affection, and now look at him. He doesn’t want to come near me!”

“Yoongi, that’s not true. They both love you.” Namjoon argued.

“Yeah, they’re showing it so well.” I said sarcastically. “He is glaring at me. That’s definitely a sign of love. None of this is my fault, Namjoon! I can’t control who my soulmate is or when I meet her!” I knew Y/N would most likely be able to hear me now, but I silently prayed that she couldn’t.

“TaeTae, Hobi, come here.” Namjoon said, gesturing them over. Taehyung looked reluctant.

“Why are you here?” Taehyung asked, his voice angry.

“Y/N needed some new stuff.” I replied.

“I knew she was a money stealing whore.” Taehyung scoffed. “Just reject her! She’s going to steal your money and then reject you!”

“No she’s not. You know what, Kim Taehyung, maybe it’s a good idea that I’m not staying at the dorm anymore. And maybe you should get to know someone before you decide to make a decision for them.” I spat.

“Yoongi!” I heard Y/N call from the changing rooms.

“Yes, baby?” I called back.

“I need your opinion on something!” She shouted back.

“Coming, princess.” I turned back to Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung. “Now I’m going to go where I am wanted and needed. I’ll see you for the meet and greet on Saturday.” I left them standing there. “What’s wrong, jagiya?”

“I just needed to get you out of there. You sounded upset.” She said, peeking around the curtain. She glanced over at where the trio was stood, shaking her head as she saw them glaring over at us. “They seem annoyed.”

“They’ll get over it.” I shrugged. “Have you picked some you like?” She nodded.

“But you can’t see them.” She teased. “But here are the options.” She passed them to me through the curtain.

“Baby, you’re going to look so pretty.” I said, looking through them. “Do they all fit right, they’re all comfortable?”

“Yesssss.” She said. There was rustling as she got changed. She had decided to wear my sweatshirt over her clothes today, which I loved. She pulled back the curtain, leaning up to peck my lips. “Are they watching?” She whispered against my mouth.

I glanced over. “Yeah.” I whispered back, making her giggle and kiss me again. “Are you sure they’re all comfortable?”

“Yes, Yoongi, I’m sure.” She said, playfully rolling her eyes. “Come on, let’s go.” She took her mochi back from me. “And thanks for holding onto these for me.”

We walked to the cash register, ignoring the burning stares of the trio as we walked away.

#bts ot7 #bts x reader #Poly BTS #btspolyau #bts poly #dom!yoongi #dom!namjoon #dom!hoseok #switch!jin #sub!taehyung #sub!jungkook #sub!jimin

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thisbeatchachinglikemoney · 3 years

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What Do You Think?

Part 4 of the Boys with Luv series

Pairing: Yoongi x reader, Yoongi x Jimin

Summary: Yoongi goes to the fansign without Y/N as she feels that she is going to be shunned and hated by the rest of the members. There, he realises that they aren’t all angry with him.

Warnings: Smut, swearing, Yoongi being a slight dick to Tae

Tags: @calling-dips-on-j-hope, @fic-recs-by-moon, @luvtaeha, @aretha170, @xicanacorpse, @kookieebangtan, @fangirl125reader, @seoul9711, @channiespup, @lindsayjoy444

AN: If any of you would like to be added to the taglist, just let me know and I will add you :)

Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Taehyung POV:

It was hard to describe what I felt when I was that girl with my boyfriend. My Yoongi. He had his arm wrapped tightly around her way. He called her baby. That was my nickname. I was always his Taebaby. Kookie was his prince, and Jiminie was his pretty boy.

Yes, I was jealous. Yes, I was angry. I had hoped that none of us would find our soulmates because I didn’t want our dynamic to change. We were fine just the seven of us. We didn’t need anyone else in the equation.

I glared at the pair of them as they checked out. I wasn’t really in the mood to buy new lingerie anymore. The girl turned to look at me, Joonie, and Hobi, and me and her made eye contact. Suddenly, colours flooded into my vision. I stumbled backwards, my back colliding with Hoseok’s chest. He and Namjoon both looked equally surprised.

“Taebaby, you okay?” Namjoon asked, wrapping his arm around my waist to keep me steady. No, this was not okay. I was not okay. This wasn’t possible.

“It doesn’t make sense.” I mumbled. “It’s not possible.” I shook my head. “No, no, it’s not possible.” I repeated. “What just happened? Why can I see colour?”

“I can see it too.” Hoseok admitted quietly.

“And me.” Namjoon agreed. He looked confused. I glanced up at him, silently asking what we should do. He knew my facial expressions. When I got nervous, I sometimes wouldn’t talk so Namjoon had learnt to read my face to know how I was feeling. “I don’t know what we should do, Taebaby.” He looked over to where Yoongi and the girl had been stood, but they were gone now. “We’ll talk to him tomorrow at the fanmeet.”

“Is it possible, hyungie?” I asked, looking at Namjoon.

“I don’t know. It is, but I don’t know why.” Namjoon replied. “Do you want to buy anything or go home?” He asked, looking at me and stroking my hair out of my face.

“I don’t know.” I said looking around. All the lace and silk was tempting me. “I’m not really feeling it at the moment.”

“Okay, baby, we can go home and cuddle?” Hoseok suggested. I nodded.

“That would be nice, please, hyung.” I said, allowing Hoseok to pull me into a hug and the both of them to lead me out of the store and back to the dorm.

Y/N POV:

I twisted my fingers around nervously. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go through with the plan anymore. They hated me. It was clear to see. Taehyung was glaring at me. I was sat in the living room, letting all the thoughts cloud my head. Taehyung was never going to like me.

“Baby, dinner’s ready, are you okay?” Yoongi raced to kneel in front of me. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“They hate me!” I said, letting the tears roll down my face. “It’s not going to work!” I sobbed. “Taehyung was glaring at me, and Namjoon looked so disappointed and disgusted!”

“They what?” Yoongi looked pissed. “Okay, baby, look at me.” He took hold of my hands. “They don’t hate you. They are angry because of what happened.”

“But that’s not my fault!”

“I know, jagiya, I know.” Yoongi kissed away my tears. “If you don’t want to, you don’t have to come to the fanmeet tomorrow, okay?” He said. “Not if it’s going to upset you so much.”

“I’m sorry.” I apologised. I didn’t want him to be disappointed with me.

“Don’t you dare apologise.” Yoongi said. “Don’t worry, okay, let’s eat and then we’ll cuddle and watch a movie.” He said, taking hold of my hand and pulling me up with him.

Yoongi POV:

My alarm went off early the morning of the fanmeet. I groaned and sat up, turning it off not wanting to wake up Y/N. I leaned down and pecked her on the lips before leaving her a note and getting dressed. I was out of the door within ten minutes, knowing I would have be at the dorm before the van came to pick us up.

I made it to the dorm ten minutes later, the cold air biting at my exposed skin on my face above my mask, and my uncovered hands. I shivered, pulling at my beanie as I realised that the van was already waiting outside. I walked over to it and got on. There was no one there yet so I decided to sit right at the back, making sure to put my bag on the empty chair next to me.

The six of them appeared at the same time. Instantly, the van was filled with awkward tension as none of us knew exactly what to say to each other. I was angry at them, and they were angry at me. My phone buzzed with a message from my princess. I smiled as I read it.

Jagi ❤️️: I love you too, oppa! Don’t get too angry at them today, remember ARMY is always your top priority. Send me a pic of your outfit please! Have fun and don’t be too grumpy!

I chuckled at her message, quickly typing one back. I missed her already.

My lil meow meow ❤️️ 🐱: I’ll try not to be too grumpy, princess, but I’m annoyed at them for how they treated you yesterday. There’s some leftover noodles in the fridge if you want those, or you can order something if you want. There’s money in the drawer by the front door. Be safe!

She sent me back a red heart along with a screenshot of her breakfast order, saying that she was having both. I looked up from my phone, seeing that Jimin had turned around in his seat and was staring at me carefully. It was hard to tell what he was feeling - he was always good at hiding his emotions if he wanted to. We made eye contact and he shot around in his seat, leaning his head on Hoseok’s shoulder, earning a forehead kiss. I felt a pang of sadness shoot through me. Usually Taehyung would be sat next to me, curled up into my side, scrolling through social media and giggling when he found something funny. Now he was sat next to Namjoon, not even bothering to look at me.

My phone buzzed with another message. It was a picture from Y/N showing her breakfast. She had also taken a selfie with the leftover noodles, saying they were the best thing ever. The van stopped, signalling we were here. The others got off first and then I followed, wanting our interaction to be as little as possible.

Hair and makeup sped past and I found myself dressed and ready, waiting to be called out. I was first done, and then it would normally be Taehyung. I sat on my phone after sending Y/N a pre-fansign selfie. The door opened. I looked up and saw Taehyung. I looked back down at my phone, knowing that if I talked to him now, I would explode with anger.

“Hyung?” Taehyung sat down on the couch beside me, leaving some space to be respectable. “I need to talk to you about something.” He said.

“About what, Taehyung?” I asked, not even looking at him. He needed to know how annoyed I was. He needed to know what he had done wrong.

“It’s about your soulmate.” He said, making me scoff. Y/N was the one thing I didn’t want to talk to him about.

“What do you want to tell me this time, Taehyung? That she’s a gold digger? That she’s just using me for money? All of that is a lie, Taehyung! And I am sure of that, okay?” I said, my voice harsh. He flinched at the tone of my voice.

“I wasn’t going to say that, honestly.” He said, his voice small.

“Until you apologise to me for what you said, I honestly don’t want to hear it.” I said, pocketing my phone and standing up. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and calm down.” I walked out of the room.

I knew I was harsh with him. I waited until the door was properly shut behind me before I slid down the wall, burying my face in my hands. I loved Taehyung with all of my heart, but what he said was wrong. He had to know that Y/N was going to be a part of my life now, whether he liked it or not.

“Hyungie?” I looked up, seeing my precious little Jimin. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Jimin.” I said, sighing slightly as I sat up, leaning the back of my head against the wall.

“No, you’re not.” He said, sitting down next to me. “What’s wrong?” He reached over and took hold of my hand, his small fingers wrapping around mine.

“None of this is my fault, Minnie.” I said huskily, knowing that I was on the verge of crying. “I can’t chose when I meet my soulmate or who they are. And nobody understands that!”

“I understand that. I know it’s not your fault.” Jimin said, looking at me, his eyes full of sympathy. “I wanted so badly to come over to your apartment and see you. I really want to meet her. I think we all need to get used to her being around and possibly being a part of our relationship otherwise our dynamic is going to be off.”

When he said this, my heart skipped a beat. At least one of them cared about me still. “Why didn’t you come over?” I asked softly.

“Joonie wouldn’t let me.” Jimin said. “He said we needed to give you time and space, but I knew that was something you didn’t need. I wanted to speak up so badly when he told you to leave but I knew my opinion wouldn’t matter to him.” His eyes searched my face. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey you do not have to apologise. You have done nothing wrong.” I said, stroking his hand. “You tried your best, Chim, and that’s all I’ll ever ask.” He smiled slightly at that. “Tell you what, after the fansign, how about you come home with me and you can meet Y/N.” I suggested.

“Is that her name? It’s beautiful.” He said.

“You’re beautiful, pretty boy.” I said, making him blush. I stood up, pulling him up with me. “I missed you so much.” I pulled him closer, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“I missed you too, hyungie.” He said, kissing me gently on the lips. I groaned slightly, feeling myself go hard.

“Do we have time for a quickie?” I asked, checking the time, seeing that we still had thirty minutes. “Okay, come on, quickly. I need those pretty lips around my cock.” I dragged him into an empty bathroom, pressing him against the door and attacking his neck with my lips, being careful not to leave any marks.

“Yoonie.” He whined, pressing his hips against mine. He was hard against my thigh.

“Okay, baby, take off your clothes and put them neatly on the counter. I don’t want the stylist noonas to kill us.” I ordered as I undressed myself, folding up my clothes neatly.

“Hyungie please.” Jimin begged, palming himself through his boxers. He looked desperate, his full lips shiny red. His tongue swiped across them as he let out a breathy moan.

“Shh baby.” I said, pushing him down slightly so he would drop to his knees. “Now suck my cock like a good boy and I’ll eat you out after.” He nodded eagerly and pulled down my boxers, freeing my dick from its confines. It sprung up, the head a dark red colour. He stroked it a few times before taking the tip in his mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop. “Fuck Chimmie.” I groaned, having missed the feeling of his mouth. “You feel so good, baby. Gonna make me cum so hard.”

He smiled around my cock and swallowed, deepthroating me. My hands itched to pull at his hair, but I knew it would ruin all the stylist noonas hard work, so I grabbed hold of the counter behind me. He hollowed out his cheeks and moved his head up and down before taking me out of his mouth and licking the prominent vein on the underside of my cock, staring up at me seductively.

“Are you gonna cum for me soon, hyungie?” He asked, taking me back into his mouth and sucking hard. I could feel the knot begin to form in the base of my stomach. His lips were stretched around me as he gagged slightly from the intrusion in his throat.

“Fuck!” I moaned when I felt my tip hit the back of his throat. “Yes baby, I’m gonna cum.” I said, tightening my grip on the counter so my knuckles were white. “Stay still and open your mouth.” I thrusted into his mouth, his hands coming up to rub my hips. His 13 tattoo showed through the bracelets he was wearing on his wrist. “Fuck baby, such a pretty mouth.” He smiled up at me around my cock, swallowing as I entered his throat.

When he did that, the knot in my stomach became impossibly tight. “Baby, I’m going to cum!” I groaned, thrusting a few more times before the knot snapped. “Good boy, take it all.” I crooned as he closed his mouth around me to keep all my cum in his mouth. I pulled out of his mouth. “Swallow.” I ordered. He opened his mouth wide to show me that he had swallowed it. “Such a little slut.”

“I’m hyungie’s slut.” Jimin purred as he pulled down his boxers. I pulled him close to me, thumb brushing over his nevermind tattoo on his chest.

“Want me to eat you out, or finger you kitten?” I asked. He hummed in thought.

“Both please, hyungie.” He requested, bending over so his upper body was resting on the counter.

“You are such a little slut for me, kitten.” I said, running my hands over the globes of his ass. I pulled them apart slightly to expose his hole. I bent down and moved my tongue over it, making him shiver and moan out softly. ched round and pushed my fingers into his mouth. “Suck.” I said. He got to work, swirling his tongue around each individual digit, coating them in saliva. After a few minutes I pulled them out of his mouth before pushing two into him, making him cry out. I use my tongue as well, making the wet muscle lick over and around his hole.

He moaned out as he panted slightly, his legs shaking. “Already close, baby?” I asked, knowing the tell tale signs of him about to cum.

“Yes, hyungie. Ahhhh.” Jimin moaned as I added another finger, moving down to lick at his perineum. “Hyungie yes, right there.” He cried out as I pushed against his prostate. “Can I cum, please, can I cum.” He begged.

“Go ahead baby.” I said, allowing him to splatter his cum on the counter in front of him. “Such a messy boy.” I chuckled, making him whine in embarrassment.

“Thank you hyungie.” He said, catching his breath. I grabbed some tissue and wiped him down.

“I love you, Yoongi.” Jimin said, pecking my lips.

“I love you too, pretty boy.” I replied. “Come on, get dressed, they’re going to be looking for us soon.” He nodded and quickly got dressed, putting on some leather pants that clung tightly to his ass and thighs. “I think you just gave me another boner, pretty boy.”

“Oh really?” He smirked, turning around, his chest bare.

“Put your shirt on.” I laughed, making him giggle. It’s strange that you never realise how much you miss someone until you see them again.

Throughout the entire fansign, Jimin stuck by my side, sometimes holding my hand underneath the table or I would have my hand on his thigh. We took selfies together and made each other laugh. It made me realise just how much I missed being around them and also how different things were going to be now, and just how ready I was for it.

The other members noticed this, and some had small smiles. But Taehyung and Namjoon still looked unsure. It was as if they didn’t trust me anymore, which is something I didn’t want.

Before long, the fansign was over and we were piling back into the minivan to take us back to the dorm. Jimin was tucked up next to me, his legs pulled up and curled to his side. He was scrolling through his weverse, replying to some comments from ARMY. He soon came across the selfie that I posted of me and Y/N, making him smile.

“She’s really pretty.” He said softly as the van pulled off and started driving.

“She is, but she’s had a really horrible life.” I said, making him nod in understanding. “So just be careful with what you say about here. And don’t, whatever you do, bring up her ex.”

“Why?” Jimin asked, resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Because he abused her a lot. She had run away, which is how I met her. She was going to sleep in the park.” I explained. “He just wasn’t a very nice person, and she was terrified of him. But that’s okay because she has us to protect her.”

“Is she an ARMY?” Jimin asked.

“Yes, she is.” I replied. “She was dancing to ‘Spring Day’ when I found her. She’s a dancer too.”

“Really?” Jimin sounded excited. “That’s so cool. We can do dances together and stuff.”

“Yes, we can.” I said with a smile, wrapping my arm around him and holding him close. My phone started to ring, making him jump. It was my baby.

“Hey, baby. You okay?” I asked as I answered.

“Yeah, I was just looking at photos from the fansign today. Have you and Jimin made up?” She asked, making me smile knowingly.

“Yes, we have. Is it alright if he comes over? He really wants to meet you.” I said, making her gasp.

“Really?” I knew how insecure she was about meeting them as she thought they all hated her.

��Yes.” I nodded. Jimin tried to grab the phone from me. “He wants to talk to you.” I said, making her give an okay.

“Hi!” He said excitedly into the phone. I could hear the murmur of her voice as she spoke back to him. He chuckled. “Yeah, it was fun. I got a lot of things from ARMY.” He paused as she spoke. “Really?” He laughed. “Of course. Oh, please order some of that. I’ll tell Yoongi.” I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He mouthed “She’s ordering food for us.” I nodded. “We are almost at the dorm, so see you in about fifteen, twenty minutes. Of course, I can’t wait. See you soon!” He handed the phone back to me.

“Jagi?” I said, seeing if she was still there.

“Yes, oppa.” She replied.

“Are you okay?” I asked. “Feeling any better?”

“Yes, actually. I’m really excited to properly meet Jimin. It sounds like he is really all for me being added to the relationship.” She said, sounding happy. “I’ll see you soon. I’ve ordered pizza for us and we can have a movie night.”

“Sounds good princess. I’ll see you in a bit.” I hung up the phone and turned to Jimin. “Excited to meet your new girlfriend?” I asked, making him nod, a big smile on his face.

“I can’t wait to give her cuddles and lots of kisses.” He said, settling back against my shoulder. “We’re going to watch a movie together tonight. Can I stay over, we have a day off tomorrow?” He looked at me giving me puppy eyes. “Please hyungie?”

“How can I ever say no to this face?” I asked, cupping his cheeks and squishing them together, making him giggle. I pushed his blond hair out of his face as the van pulled up outside of the dorm. “Do you need to grab anything?” I asked.

“Nope. I’ll just steal your clothes.” He said with a small smile. “Come on, come on, come on! Let’s go!” He took hold of my hand and pulled me off the minivan and started dragging me towards my apartment.

“Jiminie, where are you going?” Namjoon shouted after us.

“I’m going to stay at Yoongi hyung’s tonight.” Jimin replied. “If you have a problem with it, I really don’t care.” He turned to me, dragging me again. It was quite sweet seeing him so determined to meet my soulmate. He really did care. Especially since he sassed Joon like that. “Come on, let’s go! The pizza is probably already there!”

“Okay, Jimin, we’re going!” I said with a laugh, allowing him to lead me to my apartment.

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