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BTS FIC RECS PART 3 Hi cuties! I here present you part 3 of some of my favorite BTS fanfics. If you ever wanna talk about them, recommend me one or simply need help to find a fic, don’t be afraid to hit me up! Once again, remember to send lots love to these amazing authors. Happy reading!

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Part 4 will be uploaded soon enough, so be sure to follow me for the next recommendations!

⊹ Navi ‣ Part 1 ♡ Part 2 ♡ Part 3 ♡ Part 4 ♡

Mirror, Mirror (angst, smut) | Long-distance relationship, 3k | @4joonkookie Your established, long-distance relationship with Jungkook has reached an impasse

Gravity (smut, fluff, angst) | Idol!Jungkook, 3,8k | @4joonkookie Unsure about the future of your relationship, you recall the first time you meet and fuck JK.

Crush (smut, angst) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 6,6k | @4joonkookie Jungkook asks you to move in permanently. You and Yoongi almost set the house on fire when Jungkook makes an offer you can’t refuse.

Clean (smut, fluff, angst) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 2,7k | @4joonkookie After much back and forth, you finally decide to stay with Jungkook. A thorough shower, declarations of love, and smutty make-up sex ensues.

Bleeding for you (angst, fluff) | EMT!Jungkook, 3,3k | @mercurygguk In which it’s just another quiet night at the fire station until there’s an alarmingly serious car accident not far away. Jungkook is the first on the scene along with his partner, Namjoon. What meets Jungkook at the scene of the accident is worse than anything he could ever imagine.

RISQUÉ (smut, fluff, angst) | Part 02, 03, on-going | Age gap AU, 42k+ | @mercurygguk Which Jungkook finds himself stuck between doing what’s morally correct and giving in to his feelings and desires. What will he choose?

Fight For You Epilogue 1 (smut, fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 2,9k | @ahundredtimesover When he starts his first day

Fight For You Epilogue 2 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 4k | @ahundredtimesover When you celebrate your birthday

Fight For You Epilogue 3 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 4,3k | @ahundredtimesover When you get a little jealous

Fight For You Epilogue 4 (fluff, smut) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 3,6k | @ahundredtimesover When you get stressed

Fight For You Epilogue 8 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 7k | @ahundredtimesover When you talk about the future

Fight For You Epilogue 10 (fluff, smut) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 5,1k | @ahundredtimesover When he makes a promise

The Underwear Thief (smut, fluff) | Neighbor!Jungkook, 10k | @gukyi Jeon Jungkook would like to make one thing very clear: It’s not his fault.

Studio Session (smut, fluff, angst) | Brother’s best friend AU, 2,5k | @writtenwhalien There’s many perks to having an older brother with a successful recording studio.

The Next (fluff) | Dad!Jungkook, 1,3k | @kpopfanfictrash Having a fourth child with Jungkook

Dress Down (smut) | Friends to lovers AU, 2,1k | @lavienjin There’s a sale going on in your favourite store so you nag Jungkook to take you. One stuck zipper later, Jungkook joins you inside, to “help” you out of the dress.

Sleepy (smut, fluff) | Established relationship AU, 2,2k | @floralseokjin Jungkook’s never too sleepy for sex…

Tummy bulge (smut) | @mercurygguk Jungkook is sure he has a new kink he didn’t know about until tonight

Tiger Flower drabble (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship, AU, 2,3k | @v-hope “You’re making it sound like being in a stable relationship is something bad…”

Miracleworker (smut) | Yandere!Jk, 1,8k | @kookiecrumb You’re too obvious about your obsession with Jungkook. He could teach you a thing or two, and he does.

Hell Is Empty feat Taehyung (smut, fluff, angst) | Part 01, 02, 03, 04, 04.2 on-going | Love Triangle!AU, 10k | @aquagustd life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

Fast Forward (smut, fluff, angst) | Hell Is Empty drabble, 12k | @aquagustd If every single person you knew was against you, it wouldn’t matter, doesn’t matter because Jungkook would be there for you. That’s why you don’t question his words when he repeats ‘I’ll be back’ one disconcerting morning, and you respond with ‘I know. I trust you.’ He’ll make you eat your words.

Slow and Steady (angst, smut) | Cheater!Jk, 7,1k | @yoonia He is a master of temptation. Everything about him screams of sin and desire, and nobody could escape the strong pull of his charm. And he knows perfectly well just how to use them.

Touched by your Muse feat Yoongi (smut) | Flux Couple AU 4,6k | @yoonia Being inappropriately touched by your muse under a dinner table.

Ring (smut) | 3,9k | @tayegi “Do you find this arousing?”

Midnight Mistakes (angst) | 1,9k | @tayegi Maybe…. Maybe you can actually change him

A Bam Protected Pregnancy (fluff) | Expecting Parents AU | @blu-joons “How am I supposed to get through the last month of your pregnancy and take care of you when my dog doesn’t let me get anywhere near the spot where my child is growing?”

Telling Him You’re Pregnant (fluff) | Expecting Parents AU | @blu-joons “Happy birthday dad?”

Knock For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!JK, 3,7k+ | @personasintro Jeon Jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes.

Jealousy For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!Jk, 2,9k+ | @personasintro While adapting to being a new dad, he doesn’t forget what an asshole he can be – and it all starts from one bitter feeling.

Apologize For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!Jk, 5,4k+ | @personasintro You’re one knock away and jungkook uses that opportunity, although there should be a different reason behind his knocks – one that you and him both know he owes you.

Catharsis feat Jimin (smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 23,5k+ | @junghelioseok No matter what kind of release you need, he’s there.

Dogs Can Keep Secrets, Right? (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,6k | @httpknjoon You and Jungkook decided to adopt a dog. When your friends met your dog for the first time, they cannot help but to notice how Bam and Jungkook became close pretty much quickly.

Blind Date (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,1k+ | @httpknjoon With the knowledge of you being single, your best friend tries to convince you into a blind date. All while your secret boyfriend watched as you rejected the idea.

New Year’s Eve Tradition (fluff, angst) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,8k+ | @httpknjoon How you and Jungkook got together before the secret relationship.

The Morning After (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,3k+ | @httpknjoon It’s new year’s day. As you and Jungkook talks about last night, an unexpected visitor came.

Long Way Home (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, on-going | Dilf!Jk, 20k+ | @sparklingchim Jungkook’s life makes an 180 degree turn when he’s suddenly a single dad and while you’re trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well.

Dance To This (smut, fluff, angst) | Friends2Lovers!AU, 7,6k+ | @remembeo Jeon Jungkook had been your best friend ever since you were little. Three years with no contact, and things have changed.

The One Where You Get Caught (smut) | @koos-euphoria Where you guys get caught doing it in the couch by someone but he doesn’t care and keeps fucking you

Happily Ever After (fluff) | Established relationship AU, 542 | @7deadlysinsfics This was your dream since the beginning of your relationship with Jungkook

Hit The Slopes (Sequel to Concrete King) (smut, fluff) | Skaterboy!Jk, 13,6k+ | @bratkook you can take the king off of the concrete but you can’t take his confidence, until you somehow manage to one up him on the slopes. now jungkook’s wondering if he has a kink for being humbled by you.

Sleeposal (fluff) | BF!Jk, 2,8k+ | @joyfulhopelox Boyfriend Jungkook accidentally proposing to you in his sleep (or how i like to call it sleeposal)

How Long Will We Fall (angst) | Soulmate AU, 14k | @jiminrings Jungkook’s your soulmate, but he doesn’t want to be.

A Holiday Snowdown (smut, fluff, angst) | Enemies to Lovers AU, 36,3k+ | @kpopfanfictrash The Inn on the Hill is in trouble. Or that’s what your boss, Namjoon, says during the last-minute All Staff holiday meeting he calls. You need money, and you need money fast, or his parents are planning to sell the resort. When no one can think of an easy solution, Namjoon proposes his parents’ idea: a weeklong social media blitz with a celebrity guest. The celebrity? None other than Jungkook Jeon himself: two-time Olympic gold medalist, world-class snowboarder and the nation’s sweetheart. What’s the problem? You happen to have met Jungkook Jeon before, and sincerely hoped you’d never see him again.

Need To Know (smut) | Established Relationship AU, 850+ | @jeonloops His black slacks were halfway through his thighs, revealing his toned skin and meaty muscles which you loved to ride sometimes.

PERMISSION TO PLEASURE (smut) | Idol!Jk, 1,1k+ | @bangtanbetchfics Scenarios where you pleasure each BTS member right after the final Permission to Dance concert in LA.

“You Got A Cute Butt” (fluff) | 876 | @taetaespeaches “Can you control yourself please?” He smirks. “We have a child coming over soon.”

“Let’s have a baby“ (fluff) | 1k | @v-hope “You know, when I said I wanted a baby, this wasn’t what I had in mind” Jeongguk told you, looking reluctantly around the dog shelter.

“I’m Pregnant” (fluff) | 1,5k | @v-hope “But why aren’t you drinking, it’s my birthday” he complained.

“Will you marry me?” (fluff)| 1k | @v-hope “Will you marry me?” you suddenly heard from your phone. Your head shot up so fast you felt kind of dizzy.

Make Me (smut, fluff) | Enemies!AU, 6,2k | @koos-euphoria There’s no one you dislike more than Jungkook.

Invisible String (angst, fluff) part 01 | Childhood friends to Lovers AU, 2,6k+ | @lavienvante A decade wasn’t enough to rid you of the pesky, silly and not so little crush you harbored for Jeon Jungkook during your miserable teenage years. even now, when he’s a totally different person from the geek you used to know.

Invisible String (angst, fluff) drabble part 01 | Childhood friends to lovers AU, 590 | @lavienvante

Definition Of Love (smut, fluff) | Idol!AU, 7k+ | @sparklingchim Blurting out big news at a family gathering was not how this was supposed to go - well, it’s not like you had a plan to start with but…

Personal Space (fluff) | Friends to Lovers AU, 1,7k+ | @gguksgalaxy That time when Jungkook’s shower got interrupted.

“You two were literally biting each other’s heads off yesterday, why are you so smitten now?” (fluff) | College!AU, 0,9k+ | @taeshobipop

Call me back (smut, fluff-ish, angst-ish) | Strangers-to-lovers AU | @whatifyoulivelikethat You know that feeling where you look at someone and you know they’re not going to call you back? You know you shouldn’t try to fuck them, but for some reason you can’t look away. You’re just looking at them across the house party and they’re looking at you, and, shit, Jeon Jungkook is being dared to talk to you, so here goes nothing.

Death Of Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Idol!AU, 4,3k+ | @lookingforluna Things don’t go so well when you see a picture of your boyfriend Jungkook with Ariana Grande at her concert. It gets even worse when you see her new lock screen picture and of course, her tweet. Jeon Jungkook you’re in for a wild night.

Quit (smut, angst) | Exes to Lovers AU, 1,2k+ | @jeonsweetheart Your ex to shows up at your apartment in the middle of the night.

Shield (smut, fluff) | Security Guard!Jk, 18,6k+ | @rmverse An unfortunate, messy situation involving a drunk asshole not taking no for an answer prompts your boss to hire a new security guard to stay near, just for safe-keeping. When all you were expecting was a guy in his late thirties who couldn’t bother to smile, much less be friendly, you’re pleasantly surprised by the cute, rather shy guy whose job is to keep his eyes on you and protect you for five nights a week.

Sleepless Nights (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 2,1k+ | @jeonfrvr In which you can’t fall asleep and accidentally wake jungkook up so he decides to make it worth your while for both of you

I Miss You (fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 800 | @lynnloveshobi Jungkook wakes you up in the middle of the night because he misses you.

Just A Picture (fluff) | Lowkey!Couple AU, 2,5k | @xpeachesncream Bright lights, loud noises, incredibly fast rides, photobooth pictures— carnivals aren’t really jungkook’s thing. but with you around, he finds a way to push his insecurities aside.

Intertwined (fluff, angst-ish) | Lowkey!Couple AU, 11,5k | @xpeachesncream When a bad day leads to unnecessary attitude and assumptions that jungkook doesn’t know how to navigate. thus, the silent treatment.

Snow Laughing Matter (fluff, angst-ish) | Enemies to Lovers AU, 11,5k | @taleasnewastime You hate Jungkook, have hated him since your first day when you overheard him talking about you in the kitchen, so it’s just your luck that you have to organise the work Christmas party with him. You’ll do anything to not interact with him, but the more you get to know him, the more you realise that maybe he’s not as nasty as you have built him up to be.

Sneaky Link (smut) | Bodyguard!Jungkook, 5,8k | @breakiebunny Your bodyguard feels the need to remind you who the real boss is and you don`t mind.

Always You Drabbles (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, | Always You!Jungkook, 4k+ | @taestefully-in-luv Red (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, | Pregnancy AU, 25.5k+ | @taestefully-in-luv You drunkenly sleep with your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Can’t be that bad right? Unless he gets you pregnant.

Until You Were Mine (smut, fluff, angst) 01 (on-going), | Best friends to lovers AU, 3k+ | @jeonfrvr In which one drunken night turns into weeks of silent pining and petty jealousy until you and jungkook finally realise what’s been in front of you both this entire time.

I Know I Kissed You Before, But I Didn’t Do It Right (fluff, angst-ish) | Fake Dating AU, 28k+ | @btsroyalwilds Your friend Hana is known for putting together the best vacations for her friends, the most notable is her coveted couples vacation. The rule being you have to be a couple to join. When Hana mistakenly thinks you and Jungkook have started dating the two of you decide to pretend so you can go on the trip. The only thing is you’ve been in love with your best friend for years.

Hustlers (smut, fluff-ish, angst) 01, 02, on-going | Gang AU | @jinconda Broken friendships, tested loyalties are causing Bangtan’s internal problems to become worse than their external.

Love Maze (fluff, angst-ish) | Neighbour AU, 10k+ | @kooala Your neighbour had caught your eye since day one but there was only one little catch - technically you were taken already. That had never stopped you from letting him dance too close to you at the club. Until one day, he decided to flip the switch on you.

Baby If I Fall, I Wanna Land Right In Your Bed - Sequel (fluff, angst) | Dad!Jk AU, 21k+ | @moon-write For the last five months, you and Jungkook have enjoyed the blissful tidings of your new relationship. But it isn’t long before reality rears its ugly head, forcing you to face your insecurities head on when Jungkook makes it apparent what steps he is ready to take while you present one of your own that has him squirming. Meanwhile, Mai begins to show signs of unexplained distress. With life hurdling the two of you into uncharted territory, you and Jungkook begin to question if you can make it over this obstacle.

Casual (smut, fluff, angst) | College Fuckboy SMU | @muniimyg While everyone on campus has their eyes on bangtan’s frat boys, the boys have their eyes set on yn. She’s a mini fashionista, has a small boba addiction, and is completely unaware of just how much these boys love her. + after a romantic moment between Jungkook and yn, chaos and tension arise between good friends.

Hidden Tales (smut, angst) | Yandere prince!Jk, 13k | @jkooby You’ve been hidden from the people outside the castle since your mother married the king. The day you turn eighteen is the day your presence will be known, and your stepbrother is not pleased about it.

Kaiho (smut, angst) | Marriage!AU, 7,1k | @99liners Kaiho; a hopeless longing.

Milestone (smut, fluff) | Brother’s best friend AU, 8k | @1kook Part of you is touched that Jungkook really has been there for every milestone in your life. The other part wishes he hadn’t shown up looking so ridiculously sexy.

Something In The Heir (smut, fluff) | Knight Jungkook AU, 1,9k | @hisunshiine “Jungkook just knows what he wants and what he likes, and that just so happens to be you. The woman who he catches glimpses of randomly throughout the castle when your paths cross. The woman whose smile lights up the damp corridors of the palace.”

I Heard A Rumor (smut, fluff) | College AU, 8,1k | @taeshobipop One slip of a finger, and you realize you’ve liked an Insta photo of college hotshot Jeon Jungkook…from two years ago. You manage to unlike it within seconds, except it’s too late — Damn Kim Namjoon and his lightning-fast eyes. Do not tell a soul, you hiss. The man merely smirks. Next thing you know, a rumor is spread throughout campus. Y/n likes Jungkook…and now he knows.

You Broke Me First (angst) | Exes to lovers AU, 1,1k | @jeonsweetheart Jeongguk tries to win you back.

Recording (fluff) | Pregnancy AU | @jktones You’re recording Jungkook’s reaction to your news.

This Is How You Fall In Love (smut, fluff) | Rockstar AU, 9,3k+ | @jeonqkooks After years of drinking and clubbing most days of the week and leaving every gig with a different girl on his arm, Jungkook feels what it’s like to want someone with his entire being.

Skirt Chasers (smut, fluff) | Friends To Lovers AU, 7,8k+ | @1kook “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.”

Skirt Chasers drabble i (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 3k+ | @1kook “Still on Vegas lockdown. Have that pussy ready when i get home”

Skirt Chasers drabble ii (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU | @1kook Jungkook was horribly, terribly mean to you sometimes, and you wondered why you still allowed him to call himself your boyfriend when time and again he’d shown how mean he could be.

Skirt Chasers drabble iii (smut, fluff)| Established Relationship AU, 2k | @1kook “I think the alcohol broke my amygdala. Your epidermis looks pretty today— did you use that toner I told you about?”

Skirt Chasers drabble iv (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 6,3k | @1kook Jungkook was a man. A skirt chaser. He could only withstand so much torture before he broke, and seeing your gorgeous, smooth legs on display after so many weeks of starvation awoke an ancient being inside of him.

Fuck Flowers (angst, fluff) | Idol!Jk AU | @kooktrash The relationship you have with Jungkook is very up and down, hot and cold, left and right. But he thinks that flowers make everything okay, but they don’t.

Gym Bunny (angst, fluff) part 01 | Muscle Pig!Jk AU | @bebejungkook Your first day at the gym goes bad but your new bestie is there to help.

How to get a guy (smut, fluff, angst) part 01, 02 | College AU , 40k+| @taeshobipop Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Reassurance (smut, angst, fluff) | Dad!Jk AU, 5k+ | @mercurygguk After a rather difficult night with a tired and frustrated 5-year-old, you’re rethinking your role in jungkook’s life. however, jungkook reassures you that you have nothing to worry about.

Falling (smut, fluff, angst) | Soulmate AU, 31,4k+ | @starshapedkookie A person who is bound to another through the strongest level of emotional and physical connection. one is given a name on the body upon 18 years of age and any transgressions against the laws of soul-bonding will not occur without harm.

Pick and Roll (smut, angst) | Brothers Best Friend AU, 19,2k+ | @xpeachesncream Being one of the most popular players in the NBA, Jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. He could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. It’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with Jeon Jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. The more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

Memories Of You (smut, angst) | 457 | @7deadlysinsfics Memories of you haunt him.

Hell Is Empty feat Jungkook (smut, fluff, angst) part 01, 02, 03, 04, 04.2 on-going | Love Triangle!AU, 10k | @aquagustd Life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

Tease (smut, fluff) | Brother’s best friend AU, 13k | @caiuscassiuss You knew you were hot. You saw how the guys looked at you, how their eyes were drawn to a tight t-shirt or short skirt. And maybe this would fail epically—crash and burn like a failed experiment—but you wanted to get under Kim Taehyung’s skin the only way you knew how.

Let’s Try Again (smut, fluff) | Slice of Life AU, 7,1k+ | @kimtaehyunq Taehyung, your husband and father of your child(ren), continues to lead a teasing game which consists of persistence, dedication, dirty talk, and more. He just wants to try again!… and again, and again, and again.

Right Amount Of Wrongs (smut, fluff, angst) | High School AU, 15,9k+ | @taegularities “Your heartbeat stopped. Then accelerated. Pain shot through the organ like an arrow. And then everything repeated.” How many times does he have to do you wrong until you make the right decision?

Creep (smut) 01 | Dilf AU, 8,2k+ | @craztextae Taehyung is your divorced dilf neighbor and when you move in his curiosity about you grows every day.

Heart Of The Flame (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, 03 | Roommates AU, 100k+ | @chateautae When fate leads to you to meet sweet and charming firefighter, Kim Taehyung, you don’t expect him to become the irrevocable love of your life. Spending your days with him become just as easy as breathing, and you begin to believe your love is unbreakable. But when fundamental issues begin to tear your relationship apart, you learn that despite heartfelt memories and irreplaceable history, sometimes love that burns too brightly only blazes out faster. You’re both willing to fight tooth and nail to make your love long-lasting however, and discover that maybe, just maybe, love is enough.

Catharsis feat Jimin (smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 23,5k+ | @junghelioseok No matter what kind of release you need, he’s there.

Wherever You Are (angst, smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 11,5k+ | @jjiimin He’s in love with a girl you could never be. so you try your hardest to be okay with being second best, but it hurts, and it sucks, and you have had enough.

Heart Wide Open (angst, smut, fluff) | Soulmate AU, 7,5k+ | @jjiimin Yn has spent her entire life waiting for her soulmate. she missed out on dating, her first kiss, her first time, and pushed her first love aside for the promise of a man who would return her feelings as written by fate. on the eve of the winter solstice, when souls are bound together for eternity and yn is set to finally learn her soulmate’s identity, she finds that he had erased her from his heart long before she could carve a space for herself in it. and sure, maybe things wouldn’t be so tough if she walked away. but how do you walk away from your best friend?

Lost And Found (angst, smut, fluff) | Idol AU, 20k+ | @kimvtae The only thing bigger than Park Jimin’s ass is his ego. After one too many scandals, after one too many mornings stumbling back to the dorms drunk or ruining the reputations of other idols, Jimin is given an ultimatum: complete a rehabilitation program in America or leave Bangtan.

Little Do You Know (angst, smut, fluff) | Music Producer!Yoongi AU, 22k+ | @yoonia With love, comes challenge. Especially when you are in love with the one man who is at the top of the world while keeping you on the other end.

Away From You (angst, smut, fluff) 01, on-going | Divorce AU | @personasintro Trying to divorce Yoongi might be harder than you thought it’d be. Especially when you’re having a two year old toddler.

Love Language (angst, smut, fluff) | Insecurities AU, 5,3k+ |@gukslut Your boyfriend obviously loves you, but his silence has you questioning if he *wants* you. If you could only get past your damn insecurities maybe you could appreciate what you have.

THREE TANGERINES (smut, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 12k+ | @kithtaehyung Throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. But the one closest to him? That guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.

FIREWORKS (angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 4,1k+ | @kithtaehyung Both you and Yoongi hit up the same cul-de-sac for new years, and realizations flood in - one of them being that you really can’t do fireworks.

HOUSE PARTY (angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 10k+ | @kithtaehyung What happens at a house party. and what happens afterwards.

BASKETBALL (smut, angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 14k+ | @kithtaehyung Running into Yoongi after weeks, you realize that you finally get to see him again. at least, you thought so.

STAY (smut, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 18,6k+ | @kithtaehyung After almost a whole weekend of misses, you and yoongi finally hit your stride. and after almost a whole year of almosts, you finally capture those moments you’ve been waiting for.

Beck & Call (smut, angst, fluff) | FWB!AU, 1,4k+ | @feliix All hell breaks loose when your brother calls you while you’re in the middle of hooking up with his best friend

Sweetener (smut, fluff) | FWB!AU, 10,3k+ | @taegularities You used to know how he sounded when you were wrapped around him, but circumstances have pulled you apart and sent you scattering in opposite directions. Feelings shouldn’t reappear so easily by simple words, but when you find yourselves in the same place once again, this is exactly what happens.

I’ll Float Away (smut, fluff, angst) | Idol!Yoongi, 12,6k+ | @ppersonna Years after the breakup, yoongi, a successful award-winning rapper with an unhealthy addiction, finds your wedding invite on Facebook.

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earned it | jhs

⤑ SUMMARY | Dark lights, oiled skin, and a pole. It's your forte. Though, the customer you're entertaining tonight may just be more than you bargained for.

⤑ RATE | 18+

⤑ PAIRING | sugar daddy!hoseok x stripper!reader

⤑ GENRE | adult entertainment industry, strip club AU

⤑ WARNINGS | grinding, heavy petting, degradation, job shaming, slut shaming, slapping with money, spitting, unprotective penetrative sex, biting, nipple play, ring play, riding, uses of "whore" and "slut" and variations using those words, creampie

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⤑ WC | 5.7k

⤑ A/N | happy hobiuary !! couldn't help myself with this 😭 also dedicated to @kithtaehyung ryen and @sugakookitty dee for putting this in my mind <33 love you guys edit: omg i forgot to mention ,,, this might have a part 2 💀

The bass booms through the walls, reverberating through his bones as soon as he steps into the club. The neon purple and pink lights bounce around the room, never straying too far from the stage. The audience is mainly doused in darkness, the occasional beam passing through, lighting up a flash of the lewd activities taking place. It’s clear where the attention is supposed to be, though. The multi-platformed stage shines brightly, the dancers on it even more lively.

He makes his way over to his usual table. The VIP section was separated by steps and a rope, the bouncers quick to move the crushed velvet when Jung Hoseok approached. All he had to do was so much as nod to the employee in the corner, and he’d have a drink and a bottle at his table.

Leaning back against the soft couch, his hand naturally drifts, draping over the back of the couch as he scours the club, a sip of D’usse on his lips. His eyes pass over the dancers lazily, the twists and turns they did completely regular, in his opinion. It was a sight he had habituated to, the simple moves of mediocre dancers no longer capturing his attention. He’d had some of the best dancers oiled up and twirling on a pole right in front of his eyes, in his lap, in his damn house, for godssakes. But he still came out to the club. Needing a pick-me-up after a long day, he wasn’t too fastidious. And besides, it kept him entertained.

His eyes bounce around the room, a predatory gaze scrutinizing hungrily. He lands on a stage to his left, the dancer slowly grinding her body onto the pole, a big smile on her face as the men in corporate suits boisterously throw money at her. Hooting and hollering, their faces red from the alcohol they’d consumed and the tightness in their pants, no doubt. She didn’t seem fazed, taking strategic steps around the stage to avoid their wandering hands. Flipping up on the pole, she twirls and twirls, and wraps her legs up to create a crescent moon shape. The crowd goes wild, and money rains down on her. She takes it all with a smile and a cheeky wink.

Hoseok gestures over to the employee attending to his table, a crook of his fingers beckoning without ever taking his eyes off of you. “Her.” The simple word and nod of his head in your direction was enough for the employee to disappear behind a black curtain shielding off the backstage area.

Thanking the table, you blow kisses and giggle as you slowly back away from the men, escorted by two bouncers. Another attendant comes in behind you, quickly raking the money up as the men watch you go, clapping each other on the back and laughing loudly.

With your routine finished, his eyes have no refuge, bouncing around boredly through the club. Another strip club anthem comes on, and the new performer on the center stage takes her position. This one’s dressed in a silver bodysuit, with the hair to match. Go Loko starts blaring on the speakers, and the dancer starts her routine. She’s hot, he’s not going to lie. Doing splits on the stage and shaking her ass to the bouncing rhythm. If it was a year ago, you could bet he’d be pulling out his cash and raining her depraved ass in money. But, no matter how many ways she twists on that pole, she just doesn’t get his dick jumping like it used to. There’s only one person who’d caught his hard-earned attention tonight.

The sound of delicate jewelry catches his attention to his right, your bejeweled lingerie and stage outfit making your presence well known. You’re being escorted by a different bouncer, brought from backstage, and delivered right to him. Hoseok leans forward to place his drink on the table, gesturing to the long pole that connected with the ceiling. You flash him a sultry greeting, your eyes lidded, and your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you climb onto the table. He’s met with your smooth legs, your tall heels glittering. Gripping the pole, you take your position as you wait for the new song to start.

Hoseok’s legs are outstretched in front of him as he leans back, watching the way you work the pole. You’re different. He is mesmerized by your moves, watching as you wrap yourself around the metal, throwing your head back, moving your hips in tandem with the beat. Your outfit moves with you, bouncing on your body with each turn. It’s made completely of body chains and jewelry—an outfit fit for the prize you are. It’s supposed to make you ornamental, but Hoseok couldn’t help but think you stand out even more. But he chalks that up to you rather than what you’re wearing.

Hoseok had seen many dancers in his lifetime, but none that moved as fluidly or seductively as you. The pole is almost like an extension of you. You twirl and grind on it naturally, falling into splits as you lift yourself up. You slowly slide down in a split position, facing away from him. You turn back to look at him as you twerk, your legs spread wide. Hoseok lets out a string of curses under his breath as he watches you move, feeling a rush of blood pushing against the seam of his pants.

You command his attention, never failing to keep his eyes on only you. Hoseok doesn’t even notice when the song ends, with you crawling over to him, your tits in his face. He’s in a trance when he pulls the money out, stuffing it into your bra. His fingertips brush against your soft skin, in contrast with the cold jewelry that hangs on your body. You smile big at him, and somehow, Hoseok flashes even more cash at you. This time, directing it at your mouth, those pretty lips parting to take what he gave. “Hm, good girl.”

You back up for the next song, turning around and giving him a nice view of your ass. A thin chain is the only thing between him and your cunt, doing little to hide your modesty. His money is out of your mouth when you lay your back on the table, looking at him upside down as you grind on the pole. Your eyelashes flutter as you look at him, a cheeky look on your face. Tease.

Hoseok has a stack of bills in his hand, which he uses to tap your face lightly. A small punishment, though a smirk is evident on his face. You let out a giggle and shut your eyes as the bills made contact, making to bite them into your mouth again. He’s quick to draw his hand back—it’s his turn to tease. You pout, watching the cash go as quickly as it came. Little gold digger.

“Tell me what you want.” You purr, flipping over on the table to face him on all fours. Your eyes watch the cash in his hand as he leafs through, his ring-covered fingers ornamenting the prize you’re after. Ready to do whatever it takes to earn your reward.

“Loose the top, huh?” His voice is low and deep, but you hear him still. His eyes watch you with a predatory gaze as you back up, standing yourself on the table and gripping your pole again. Moving your money from your tits to your panty chain, you create a sort of ruffle around your hips. With a wink, you walk around the pole once before gripping it tightly and lifting yourself up, wrapping your legs around it and twirling right on beat.

If he thought his pants couldn’t get any tighter, he was wrong. You pick yourself, clutching the pole before flipping yourself upside down, your legs opening into a split. You slowly sink down the pole, using your hands to hold you as you slide down onto the table, on your back, towards him.

Once you’re all the way down, you are positioned to make eye contact with him upside down. Your hips gyrate against the pole, but your hands are busy behind your back. He leans closer, his elbows on his knees. You can almost feel his breath on your face. You still for a moment, the world stopping as he holds your eyes in his. Ones that seemed to claim “mine.”

You break the moment when you flip back around, dangling your bra in your hands and depositing it right in his lap. Hoseok leans back with a chuckle, picking up the bejeweled item with an impressed raise of his eyebrow. You are on your hands and knees, but you lean all the way down to your elbows, your ass in the air, as you open your mouth, ready for him to put the money in.

“Good girl.” He smirks as he taps your chin with the stack, adding a slap to your ass for good measure before pulling the stack back and leaning back against the cushions, waving it around. “Come and get ‘em.”

You swing your legs around to the edge of the table as the new song starts, chasing those Benjamins, willing to work for your money. Using the couch cushions on either side of him as leverage, you climb into his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, pushing your body against his as you grind down on his lap. You hear the ghost of the groan he lets out as he tilts his head back, exposing his neck.

He drops his head in the crook of your neck when you press your tits into his chest, looking behind you to your ass. Watching the way it moves, he is hypnotized. His money-clutching hand came to reward you, slapping your ass with the stack. You arch your back, pushing back against his hand further. Your fingers clutch his silk shirt, nails wrapping around the lining as he slaps it again. And again. “You like that?”

You’re breathless as you nod, eyes hooded from the sensation. You push your hips down harder, looking for some sort of friction. The action of slapping your ass with the money has your cunt clenching, threatening to leak with arousal. And Hoseok notices.

“What’s this?” He baits with an air of amusement. “Does the money make you horny?” He slaps you with the stack on your tits this time, one on each—the feel of the cash on your sensitive nipples making you groan and nod fervently.

“Hm,” he runs the bands down your body, stopping at your hardly-covered pussy. You can see the wheels turning in his head, then deciding on trailing his hand back up. Past your tits, and on your face. You whine at the feeling of money, grinding your hips on his crotch faster. “Need me to take care of you, huh?”

There are rules against any certain intimacy. For example, kisses aren’t allowed. Customers are allowed to look and touch, and feel where the dancers let them. Nothing past that, or they’d be out of the club in the blink of an eye. There are bouncers posted everywhere, keeping their hawk-eyes out for any kind of trouble.

So the way you’re pressing your lips to his neck right now was something you know you’re not supposed to do. You try something in between, not a full kiss, but just resting your lips on his skin, breathing heavily with each of his touches. You’re pushing the envelope, but he can’t blame you. How he wanted to expose your neck and sink his teeth in…

You’re both panting against one another when the song fades into its end. Hoseok tilts your head towards himself, noticing your slightly wet lips and a fade of your lipstick, which you assumingly, left on his neck. Your eyes are hooded, and you’re slowing your hip movements down reluctantly. He keeps your gaze fixated on him, hand under your chin, as he looks down at you—all the while, tucking his hand into that thin chain between your ass cheeks, and stuffing a fortune in.

“Why don’t we go somewhere quieter?” He breathes, so quiet only you can hear him. Dazed with the cash, you’re nodding instantly, standing up from your seat with a clouded mind, and taking his hand to lead him away. You nod to the bouncer who had brought you over, now guiding you both down from the VIP section, and through a secluded curtain and a maze of lavish hallways.

You’re practically bouncing with excitement as you reach your room, tugging Hoseok inside, while the bouncer shuts the door behind the both of you, resuming his guard outside of the room.

“Sexy ass,” Hoseok lands a spank, making you squeal. He gropes you, pulling you close, as his lips finally find your neck. Your giggles turn into moans as he goes in, not giving you a moment to breathe as he claims what he’d been wanting all night. “Did so good for me.”

“Only for you, daddy.” The well-practiced phrase leaving your lips. You find your voice as he leans over you, putting his full weight into pushing you towards the couch. The room isn’t that big, a large couch taking up the majority of it. A pole is in the center, a table surrounding it. Mirrors line the walls, and decadent curtains set the atmosphere.

The room is only supposed to be used for private shows, used to drain customers dry of their money for just a moment alone with a dancer of their choice. It isn’t supposed to be much different than the floor, but for some reason, the men that come in here think the privacy awards them something much more. The confidence boost of having a dancer all to themselves is something they’re ready to empty their pockets for.

In most other cases, the private sessions last 15 minutes, filled with heavy grinding, and a tornado of lingerie draped around the room throughout the dances. It’s over before they even realize it, and without a single barrier crossed. No secret handies, or stolen kisses. No rules broken, lest they want to test the strength of the bouncer out front.

Most cases, at least. But Jung Hoseok isn’t most customers. Evident by the way he’s pushing you down on the large couch, what you two are about to do is definitely against the rules.

“C’mere,” your back meets the leather as Hoseok climbs over you, strategically laying you down. He ravishes your lips, smacking sounds filling the room as his hands run down your body to places he definitely isn’t allowed to touch. “Baby worked hard for her money.” He’s pulling the cash he’d awarded you out of every crevice, throwing it all over you. You kick your legs in the air as he showers you, letting it all fall around you in a pool of money. You look like an angel to him, a green halo around you, of his making.

“Did I earn it, daddy?” You bite your lip innocently, awaiting his answer. Precious. He shrugs his suit jacket off, throwing it off to some remote corner of the room before leaning back down to you. “Damn right you did.” The loud kiss he plants on you solidifies his remark,, and you can’t help the kaleidoscope of butterflies erupting in your stomach.

“Pretty girl,” he paws at your lingerie, fiending to unlatch the chains and take it off. “Did you get all dressed up for me?”

You had absolutely no clue Hoseok was going to be attending the show tonight—no warning provided to you as you were getting ready in the dressing room. But you nod anyway, adding a whiny mhm, keeping up the illusion. The moment you saw him, you’d decided right then it was all going to be for him, so it wasn’t really a lie.

He’s finally able to pry that sparkly shit off of you, throwing your sorry excuse for panties over his shoulder somewhere to reveal your glistening pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaked. You were rubbing this cunt on that pole for some release huh?” He lands a quick slap to the offending part, making your hips buck up. “Dirty pussy.” You let out a shameful moan, your entire body jolting with each strike. It was true, your panties had started to stick to you uncomfortably while you danced for him. You couldn’t help the way you had thrown yourself into his embrace, begging for some refuge.

He takes a seat on the couch, pulling you into his lap in one swift motion. With your exposed cunt grinding down on his crotch, and your hands making quick work of his belt and zipper, Hoseok leans back, resting his arms behind him as he watches you. Your eyes are trained, focused. Your cute, perky nipples are erect, pointing definitively at him. He can’t help himself as his hand nears you, landing a quick slap to the little nubs. Your whine that comes after was even better. “Sensitive baby,” his hands are running down your waist, your body instantly reacting. “Get wet at just the sight of luxury, don’t you.”

You don’t deny it, arching your back at the sight of his ringed fingers. He knows it too, nudging your chin with the back of his hand, letting you feel the cool metal against your skin. Fighting to hold back a moan, you distract yourself by pulling his cock out, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. Which he’s making exceedingly difficult with the way he’s running his rings down your body, finding his way back to your hardened nips.

“Oh.” You let out a moan, a heavy breath on your lips as he takes one in between his fingers, squeezing before letting go, flicking it with his ring. His mouth is on the other, dipping down to swirl his tongue expertly. “P-Please—”

His hand drops down to your waist, pulling you and pressing you against him harder, giving him easier access. His mouth switches, leaving your one nipple glistening with his saliva. He can’t leave the other without his essence, of course. That would be too cruel.

“Daddy–please—” your precious begging fills his ears, and he lets your tit go with a pop. Tapping your cheek, he flashes you an empathetic smile. “Poor baby needs me, huh?”

You nod pitifully, taking his cock in your hand to demonstrate. “Need you to fill me up, daddy. We don’t have time–”

“Sh, don’t worry about time.” He lands an appeasing kiss to your lips before leaning back and letting you do your thing. You let out a sigh in relief; your eyes were about to fill with tears if he didn’t let you sit on his cock in the next minute.

The head of his bulbous cock is red with frustration, too, huge and ready to penetrate your tight pussy. You don’t waste another second, lining him up with your soaking entrance. Your legs quiver as you lower yourself onto him, feeling him fill you up inch by inch. “Go slow.” He commands, his eyes watching where you’re being impaled on his cock. His hands go to grip your hips, moving you at his own pace.

It feels like an eternity before you’re seated all the way, feeling so full with him fully buried inside you. You need a minute to adjust, breathing shallow from the way he fills you up. You pick your hips up once you are ready, feeling the juices of your wet pussy leak around his cock. You’re drenched, it’s no secret. The squelching sound that fills the room as you sit back down on him is a testament to it..

Hoseok’s hands, originally on your waist, move down to your ass cheeks, fisting them in his hands like they were his property. “Make it clap for me, baby.” His voice was low in your ear, taking a no-funny-business tone. Eyes dark, looking you down shamelessly, his tongue darts out to wet his lips, as though preparing for a meal. The predatory expression he's wearing makes you submit easily. Hands over your tits, you start to bounce.

You're moaning out, voice stuttering with each time you slam your hips back down. You can feel the burn in your knees as you ride him like a champion. It’s like an escape from your life, a means of relief as you find the exertion a perfect distraction. From your money problems, how you’re going to pay for school, how long you can keep up your dancing career before everything comes crashing down…You’ve never fucked a customer in the backrooms before. But with the frustration you were feeling that night, and the eviction warning resting on your kitchen table, Jung Hoseok is the perfect getaway.

One of your hands falls to Hoseok’s chest, your nails digging into his pecs. He can feel the weight of your life bearing down on you—you have problems, he’s sure of it. Why else would he find you in such a debauched place, such as this, riding his cock like a desperate whore? There may be a part of him that feels bad for you, but that part is overshadowed by the fact that it’s those problems that drive precious girls like you to do depraved things like this. So he pushes that small guilt aside in favor of watching your tits bounce in his face. “The daddy issues that jumped out.” He mutters under his breath, watching the way you’re losing yourself on his dick.

You don’t hear him, too busy whining his name and pressing yourself against him in search of refuge. Sweat beads on your skin, creating a sticky adhesive for your writhing bodies. Your back arches as you find an angle that stimulates your sweet spot, your hands gripping his biceps as you throw your head back. Your hips move lithely, renewed with energy. His hands shift to your ass, moving you faster over his cock, at his own pace. “Fuck,” he pants, “I’d hate to be your man.”

Your eyes roll at his notion, burying your head in his neck as you murmured, “I don’t have a man.” You know what he means—pretty girl like you, grinding on someone’s else’s cock night in and night out. What’s worse, getting fucked by filthy rich men who threw money at you. Yeah, your boyfriend would be an unfortunate bastard. If you had one.

“Of course not. You just sell your pussy for money, don’t you?” Hoseok’s tongue is out when he smiles at you with the lewd comment, licking up your face as if to say “I own you.” Your mind is hazy, nodding brainlessly at his words. His hands are leaving imprints all over your ass, his mouth marking you up everywhere, the smell of his cash and cologne on you. He’s not wrong. You’re an accessory to him tonight, and he knows that.

Fisting a handful of cash from the couch next to him, he holds it over your head. “Let me see you move,” He growls lowly, looking down at you. You keep desperate eye contact with him, pouting pitifully as you move your hips faster. Your hands are on his chest for balance, but your face is a breath away from his. He grabs your chin, and you think he’s going to make it rain, looking up above you. He sees you eye the money, and a string of muttered curses leave his mouth as his jaw clenches.

“Whore,” his thumb pushes into your mouth, holding it open for him as he leans down and spits a glob down your throat roughly, pushing your chin back with the same aggressiveness. “Such a fucking gold digger. Good thing I can afford you, ain’t it baby?” He dives into your neck to sink his teeth into the skin, tugging it back gently, making you moan and claw at him, before letting it go. “Can do anything to you, just because I’ve got the cash that makes your pretty little eyes glaze over.”

The bills rain over you as you bounce in his lap, your hip techniques and hard work worthy of his reward. He sprinkles it down, watching as you revel in the paper hitting your face and body. No doubt, the cash you’d be taking home at the end of the night would smell like sex, but honestly, you couldn’t find a single flying fuck to give.

“Please—I’m close, sir, please—”

“Of course you are, cash slut.” He chuckles. “How bad did your daddy hurt you for you to clench so hard at just the touch of money, hm?”

He’s not wrong—your pussy had gotten impossibly tight as soon as he started showering you with bills. Pretty broken girl, going stupid on his dick. Forever chasing the bag. You pout as the sounds of your wet slapping quicken, the mess in between your legs only getting messier. You can’t reach your peak by yourself, though, try hard as you might. You’re at his mercy.

Hoseok takes pity on you, nudging your cheek sweetly with the back of his hand, the coolness of his ring fighting the heat of your skin. Your expression is desperate, “Baby’s so helpless, aren’t you? Need me?” You bob your head frantically, leaning further into him and clutching his bicep in a tiny fist, your nails grazing his arm. Your head falls into his chest, but he makes you tilt up and look at him, your lips brushing his.

He shifts your weight in his lap, using his hands on your ass as leverage, pushing you into him. You meet his lips with a surprised sound, finding his tongue already deepening the kiss. One hand keeps you pressed into him, and the other snakes down in between your bodies to find the source of your desperation. The frantic way you’re rutting against him is cute, begging to find the push you need.

You yelp at the cold press of his ring against your clit, the metal unyielding against your sensitive nub as he slowly starts to circle it. The pressure he’s applying threatens to send you over the edge. You’re quivering in anticipation, legs shaking. It feels so good. He’s aware of the power he holds over you, with just a flick of the wrist. “Cum for me, or I won’t pay you.”

He presses his ring harder into your clit, and his other hand comes up to grab your face and squeeze your cheeks, letting your mouth fall open. You can’t think straight anymore, the absolutely debauched sounds coming from you as you stick your tongue out almost foreign. His expression is mean as he spits down your throat. You swallow it up, and he looks at you like you’re the trash he has his servants take out. “Filthy.” He mutters, teeth clenched. He’s intent on destroying you, it seems. Eyes dark with venom, his ring abuses your pussy roughly as he brings you to the edge. His tongue is peeking out of the side of his mouth as his lips spread into an arrogant grin, watching you fall apart on his cock.

Your body is shaking as you feel your orgasm wash over you, gushing all over Hoseok’s hand and dick, your juices spurting messily. Your hips slow down, opting for slow grinding as you ride out your orgasm. Your mind is hazy as you chant his name, your head falling into his shoulder in weariness. You crash over his body in a slump, motionless. But Hoseok doesn’t let up.

You’re being bounced as he continues rutting up into you, his ringed hand (now drenched in your arousal), being pushed into your mouth. “Clean up your mess, whore. This ring is worth more money than you’ve ever seen in your life.” Your eyes are heavy as your tongue swirls around the foreign material in your mouth, doing your best to obey.

You only pop your mouth off when his thrusts become too much for your overstimulated pussy, the high wearing off and melting into slight pain. You push off him, shaking your head. His hand around your waist keeps you put, though. His voice in your ear stills your movements, letting him hold you and fuck up into you, “stop squirming, darling. Daddy’s gonna fill you up. You want that, don’t you?”

The way you nod your head is embarrassing. Bobbing stupidly as he pistons up into you, holding perfectly still like a sex doll. It’s the loud grunt that emits from Hoseok’s throat that warns you right before he buries his cock deep in your cunt and shoots his seed into you. Another growl rips from his throat as empties his balls, coating your walls in his cum. You’re peppering soft kisses to his jawline, running your nails through his hair, the way he likes it.

Finally able to rest your aching muscles, you sink down comfortably, his cock now still and resting in your hole. His head falls back in his haze, but it rolls forward as his chest moves up and down with pants. Turning to face you, met with your hooded eyes staring at him, a grin spreads onto his lips, and he pulls you in for a kiss.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, babygirl.” You giggle, pushing your tits against him cheekily, taking to biting his earlobe in your shyness. “Daddy… aren’t we out of time?” The time constraints of your workplace suddenly drifting back into your mind. You’d forgotten where you were, so caught up in Hoseok that you completely lost track.

“Relax, baby. I have you for 45 minutes.” He nudges your cheek endearingly, watching as your eyes lit up cutely.

“Oooh,” you press your forehead against his, tugging at his collar. “Spent so much money, when I could’ve just met you after. At your apartment.” You pout.

“I wanted to spoil my baby.” He shrugs, his hand falling on a pile of cash next to him. “Haven’t come to see you at work in a while.”

“I know. I missed you.” You sniff, wrapping a fist around the expensive silk fabric of his shirt. As if you’d be able to keep him there forever. “These randos are so boring to dance for. Can’t help but think about you.”

He chuckles at your furrowed eyebrows, the cute expression of malice you wore on your face. You’re right, and you don’t deserve that, honestly. You don’t deserve the assholes pawing up on you, or giving lap dances to stupid, gross bachelors. You deserve luxury, comfort, the best money could buy! “Actually,” he started, giving you a consoling kiss. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

You straighten up, looking at him with big eyes. Your heartbeat started to pick up, pace quickening. Coming to the club tonight, spending all this money. Your heart drops as you can’t help but think he was buttering you up to drop a bomb this whole time. Preparing for the worst news, you try to take in as much of Hoseok as you could. Sure he’d be delivering the news that this was the last time you’d ever see him. “Yes, sir?”

He takes to landing a few nips to your neck, making you giggle and shy away. Lighting the mood, because Hoseok’s nervous. He doesn’t know how you’d respond. He doesn’t know if you even wanted what he’d ask of you. And worst of all, he doesn’t want to offend you in any way. “You can stop dancing and come live with me.” He rushes the words out before he has second thoughts, examining your face closely for your reaction.

Your brain almost short-circuits, sure he’s joking. But you don’t see a hint of amusement in his serious expression. You sit back in shock. It’s a surprise, truly. Hoseok and you had met at the club about six months prior, the enigmatic man being your first dance of the night, and slipping you his number with a low whisper in your ear of “let me take care of you, baby.”

He’d become an occasional sugar daddy of yours, so to speak. A hookup, if you will. You’d come running every time he asked, and he’d send thousands of dollars into your bank account. The longer you two knew each other, the more permanent his status of your sugar daddy became. No longer only venmoing you for meetups, but also paying you in weekly allowances, rent money, and other expenses. You’d continued dancing, of course. Never knowing when your arrangement would end, you weren’t about to let go of your only means of income so soon.

Though, you’d never expected this kind of offer from him.

“You’d still have your allowance, of course. It’ll go up.” He rushes out, mistaking your silence for reluctance. “And I’d pay for school. It’s just… you don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” He brushes your cheek with the back of his hand softly. “I want you to do whatever you want to.”

You lean into his hand, nuzzling your cheek. “I would love to, daddy.” Throwing your arms around him, your smile is big as you lean in to pepper him in kisses. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Anything for my angel.” He gently pats your head before pulling you in for a deep kiss. The loud smacking noises overshadowed the fast beat of your heart. Full of excitement, thoughts of leaving and getting to live with your sugar daddy pass through your mind. You wanted to be around him constantly, anyway. Clung to him like a needy brat when you were together, and ached for him when you weren’t. And Hoseok wasn’t much better off.

He interrupts your nip of his lips by gripping your waist and pushing you down on the couch. You yelp at the new position, his salacious grin spreading on his lips as he wraps your legs around his waist. “I bought 45 minutes with you, and I intend to use them all.”

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