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here to stay (Rhett Abbott x OC)

Summary: a first date for our lovers

Pairing: Rhett Abbott x OC (Tessa Abernathy)

Word Count: 5203

Warnings: supporting oc characters, a little first date awkwardness, rhett is dyslexic, EXPLICET SEXUAL CONTENT 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI (slight hand kink, a very hot makeout, vaginal fingering, description of rhett's monster dong)

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Tessa rummaged through her closet looking for something to wear. It had been even longer since the last time she went on a date. At this point, she couldn’t even remember who it was with, where they went, or what they did. And that wasn’t a good sign. It felt nearly like an omen. That she was doomed to repeat the cycle of dating and forgetting until she turned old and grey.

She released a harsh sigh as she pushed a few hangers around.

That was not to say she didn’t like Rhett. She did. He was kind and gentle and caring in a way that surprised her. His little smiles and big blue eyes like the ocean intrigued her. And so did those hands, big and veiny and calloused from years of work and riding. He felt like cloudy autumn days where you got to stay inside and curl up under a blanket — watch the rain on the windows. She wanted to stay and watch the rain forever if he let her.

But she didn’t want to hold out hope. He would turn out just like the rest. Eventually, her schedule and her priorities would just be too much. And he would leave. And she would forget.

“Are you goin’ somewhere?” a voice asked from the doorway to her bedroom.

Tessa jumped, a hand pressed to her rapidly beating heart as she gave her intruder a look. Jace just grinned back as he stepped further into the room.

“What’re you doin’ up here, bud?” she asked but didn’t stop him as he wandered over to her vanity and took a seat.

He didn’t look at her as he fiddled with the makeup products she left out. “They’re playing X-Box…Won’t let me have a turn cause I’m too little.”

Tessa frowned. She knew if she just sent him back downstairs, with her go ahead to tell the other boys to let him play, he would get ridiculed. It was hard being so much younger than everyone else in the house, especially when the oldest was seventeen. So, she allowed him to stay, going back to her idle pushing and shoving of various clothing items until something spoke to her.

“You goin’ on a date?” he asked.

When she looked back over her shoulder at him, he was making a pyramid out of her eyeshadow pallets.

“What makes you think that?” she questioned back.

“You’re wearin’ makeup,” he replied matter of factly, “And you’ve been lookin’ through your dresses for like three minutes.”

Tessa turned to look at him with a hand on her hip. “Good grief, how long were you standin’ there?”

Jace only smiled. “So’re you goin’ on a date or not?”

“Yes, I…Am.” She pointed a finger at him. “But don’t tell everyone else.”

Jace held up his pinky finger, face deadly serious for a nine-year-old. She crossed the room, equally serious as she hooked her pinky with his.

“Promise,” he answered, then he looked around her at her closet with his little brows scrunched up. “The blue one looks pretty.”

Letting go of his pinky, Tessa took the few steps back and pulled out the dress in question. She forgot how much she liked that dress. Pale blue with little white spots, a high neckline and reaching her mid-calf. Not to mention the slit up the side of the dress that nearly went all the way up her thigh. Jace nodded enthusiastically as she held it up.

“Alright, decision made.”

Rhett pulled up in front of the house a few minutes after six. Tessa was already out on the porch, not wanting to make a fuss when she left and be a distraction to the precarious social balance of the house. She waved as he came around the front of the truck, that little smile gracing his face.

He looked nice. Black jean button up, the sleeves rolled up his forearms, and a dark wash pant. Nothing fancy, but it was clear he put some effort into his appearance. The thought made a blush bloom on her cheeks as she stepped down from the porch. And her blush only grew when she spotted the wildflowers in his hand, getting spun nervously between his forefinger and thumb.

“Hey,” she greeted him softly as she came to a stop at the end of the path up to the curb.

“Hi,” he replied, grin never leaving his face as he just looked at her for a moment, then he seemed to remember himself with a cough. “Er — You look…Really pretty.”

“Thank you.”

She looked down at the dress Jace picked out that she paired with a sweater and a pair of white sneakers that weren’t too battered. Standing in front of him now, she wondered if she shouldn’t have worn something else. But she couldn’t focus on it for long when he was looking at her in a way she only saw in movies.

“Here — these’re for you.” He held out the flowers, three little black-eyed suzannes. “Saw’em on the side’a the road as I was drivin’ in. Reminded me’a you.”

Tessa felt butterflies come alive in her stomach as she gingerly took the flowers from him. Butterflies and sunshine and the tang of sheer affection. He picked them himself. He went out of his way to get them. Just because they reminded him of her. It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her and she felt tears prick at her eyes and they were only a few seconds into this date.

“I love them,” she spoke genuinely, looking up into his unsure and open face. “Thank you.”

He looked away from her and nodded, his cheeks a light shade of pink.

“Come on. Bet you’re starvin’.” Rhett nodded back towards the truck before he turned and opened the passenger side door.

“I am,” she agreed as she moved past him, “Where ya takin’ me?”

With her hand held gently in his own, he helped her up onto the step bar and inside the truck. It left something like electricity crackling in her palm.

“Uh — “ He paused, leaning against the open truck door. “El Ranchero?”

“Mm, sounds good,” she hummed and he smiled.

Tessa looked down at the flowers held delicately in her lap after he shut the door. An involuntary smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do with them though. In her purse, they would get crushed. And she couldn’t just hold them all night. So instead, she knotted the stems together as best she could then tucked them behind her ear. When Rhett climbed into the truck, she looked over at him with a smile and he huffed out a laugh.

“God, you’re adorable,” he mumbled, mostly to himself, but she still heard him.

It still made a heat fill what felt like her entire face as she tucked her lips between her teeth and smiled down into her lap.

The drive over to the restaurant was short, but filled with conversation. They spoke idly about how their weeks went and what they planned to do now that the weekend was finally here. Tessa explained the Christmas charity drive she started planning that week. And Rhett talked about how the Abbott Ranch was working on storing hay for the winter, and how he was signed up for a rodeo passing through the county here in a couple weeks.

They parked near the courthouse and Rhett opened her door for her, helping her down from the truck with a steady hand. She didn’t want him to let go, so warm and comforting to her nerves that were starting to creep in. And it seemed that he didn’t either with the way he reluctantly let go of her much smaller hand and coughed into his fist.

El Ranchero was probably the nicest restaurant in Wabang. Authentic Mexican food, mostly covered in cheese, with margarita glasses as big as your head and TVs bolted into the walls showing various sports games. And on Friday night the place was packed. The small lobby just inside the front door filled to overflowing with couples and families waiting to be seated.

Rhett took the lead, sliding past people with muttered apologies and Tessa following closely behind. When they made it to the hostess, she looked frazzled, but she still smiled brilliantly at them.

“Hi, how many?” she asked as Rhett came to a stop in front of the podium.

“Uh, just two,” he replied.

She didn’t even glance down at her chart before she answered, that practiced sympathy in her tone, “That’s gonna be about an hour wait.”

“An hour?” Rhett muttered, looking over at Tessa with a furrowed brow. “I…”

His cheeks were pinked, eyes questioning. She took his hand and gave it a squeeze before she turned back to the hostess. “Thank you. Think we’ll parce out our other options.”

Then they pushed their way through the crowd and back outside. As soon as they were in the chilled air, sunset painting the sky, Rhett let go of her hand and pushed his own through his long locks.

“Shit, m’sorry. I — I should’ve made a reservation, I guess.”

“S’okay,” she assured with a smile. “We can just go to Moe’s? If that sounds good.”

“The diner?” he questioned, sounding unsure.

Tessa shrugged. “They serve all-day breakfast — and honestly pancakes sound delicious right now.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Moe’s Diner was only a block away, across the street from the bank. It wasn’t exactly first date material. But in Wabang they were short on options. Rhett and Tessa walked close to each other’s sides. Her shoulder brushing his arm with every step. She could feel the warmth radiating off of him, and she was grateful for it.

“You still have my flannel, ya know,” he commented as they walked.

“Shit.” She slapped a palm to her forehead, then checked to make sure the flowers were still safe behind her ear. “I meant to grab it, too. S’on my vanity and everythin’!”

“Keep it. Looks better on you, anyway,” he said in his quiet way and it made her blush.

Rhett opened the entrance to Moe’s and gestured for her to go in first, and he followed close behind her with a wide palm pressed into her back. A heat pooled in her lower belly at the contact that she tried to tamper down. But she couldn’t help but focus on his hand, gentle and warm, as they walked between the counter and a few empty booths.

There was barely anyone inside. Just a few old cowboys and the diner staff. They practically had their choice of seats. And Rhett guided them, hand still low on her spine, to a booth in the far back corner.

Tessa slid across the blue leather into the seat facing the window, while Rhett took the seat across from her with a small smile. A waitress came by with the menus and asked what they wanted to drink. Tessa ordered a decaf coffee, Rhett got a sweet tea.

While she opened up her menu to search for the pancakes, Rhett asked, “So’d Wyatt go to school today?”

“He did,” she replied, “For the whole time, even. But that’s mostly ‘cause if he skips one more time the cops are gonna have to get involved.”

“He ever tell ya why?”

She found the pancakes and marked what she wanted with her pointer finger, then she fully looked up at Rhett with her lips pursed. “No. Mostly just shrugs when we ask.”

Rhett grunted, brows furrowed as he fiddled with the edge of his menu. She couldn’t help but watch him as he thought, as he worked his tongue between his teeth and cheek. The sunset brilliant shades of orange and pink in the window behind him. He wasn’t the same boy that she would admire from across the high school halls anymore. That she would watch fool around with Walker and all of those sons of cowboys, always too nervous to say anything. He was a little more rough around the edges now, a little more reserved, but she could still see what she saw back then: a good heart.

The waitress came with their drinks and took their dinner order. Tessa got the strawberry topped pancakes and Rhett ordered a burger. And when she was gone, he looked at Tessa completely now. Eyes big and blue and lit by the last light of day as a smile ticked up the corner of his mouth. She couldn’t help but smile back.

“I skipped a lot at that age,” he said, eyes focused back down at the table — at the straw wrapper he was folding up with deft fingers.

Her eyebrows raised. “You did?”

“Yeah — just…Whole thing made me feel like an idiot. So I’d just leave.” He shrugged and relaxed back into the booth. “Didn’t find out till later m’dyslexic. That explained a lot.”

Tessa thought back to all the times she tried to help Wyatt with his homework since the school year started. How he seemed to read slowly and get frustrated easily by the task. How words in his short essays would be spelled wrong, but then correctly a few sentences later. Then just in regular conversation, Wyatt sometimes would struggle to find the word he wanted to use — often leaving him in the dust in conversations with the other boys. It made perfect sense, and Tessa nearly wanted to smack herself for not seeing it sooner.

“Oh, my God,” she whispered, reaching for her purse and pulling out the small notebook she kept inside.

Rhett chuckled. “What?”

“Um — “ She quickly flipped to a blank page and jotted down all the signs quickly, handwriting sloppy and barely legible but it would do. “ — I think ya just solved Wyatt’s puzzle.”

“His puzzle?”

She nodded with a small smile, closing the notebook and putting it back in her purse. “I…I like to think of each boy as a puzzle. Unique in their design. A few pieces are missin’, but they’re there — just gotta…Be willin’ to look for ‘em and put ‘em where they go so they can live their best lives.”

Rhett just looked at her for a moment, and she cocked her head to one side as she watched him back. She wrapped her hands around her warm mug and took a sip. A small chuckle slipped past his lips as he shook his head gently, blue eyes slipping to focus on the table top.

“Do I got a puzzle?” he asked quietly.

“‘Course you do,” she replied with a shrug, “Everybody does.”

“Ya solved it yet?”

“Still workin’ on it,” she chuckled back and he laughed quietly.

Their food came and they ate while they talked. About high school, about what they’ve been up to the past six years, about what other people they went to high school with have been up to. How Laney and Walker were probably going to end up married and miserable and finally divorced. How Rhett watched his dad win the Amelia County Rodeo when he was just a kid and that started him on his path to being a bull rider. How he thought it would get him out of Wabang and off his family ranch, but neither of those things seemed to work out for him. How Tessa was glad he was still around. How she managed to balance working at her family’s horse ranch, volunteering at the Boy’s Home, and getting her degree online. How Trevor Tillerson was still such a jackass after all this time.

Rhett laughed around the last bite of his burger, fingers picking at his last few fries before he chuckled out, “God, why’d I never notice you in high school?”

“Ya had your eyes on somebody else,” she said simply.

His cheeks turned pink. They both knew exactly who she was talking about, she didn’t have to say it. Maria Olivares was the only girl Rhett ever cared about during those days. And Maria knew it too, even if she had a boyfriend. Tessa’s friend group never liked her much, and while Tessa herself tried to keep an open mind about the girl, she had to agree there was something off about her. It didn’t matter now. She was out of Wabang. Off at gradschool, learning to be a vet. There was no chance she was ever coming back.

“I did try though,” Tessa went on, leaning her elbows on the table with a smile. “Considerin’ I had a huge crush on ya sophomore year.”

“Seriously?” he questioned, eyes sparkling with something she couldn’t quite place.

“Oh, yeah. It was kinda embarrassin’ honestly.” She looked down at her crossed arms, a heat in her cheeks.

“D’you, uh…D’you still have a crush on me now?” he asked quietly.

Tessa looked up at him. Shy little smile. The sky now dark, lit by street lamps, behind him. The neon from outside the building shown on his face in lines of muted pink. There was something so very earnest about Rhett Abbott. Honest and rough. Like midnight rain. And even if it scared her, even if she wondered if her heart would get broken, she wanted to live in that rain for just a little bit longer.

“Mm — maybe a little one,” she finally hummed and his smile only grew.

Rhett paid for dinner with the waitress smiling at them knowingly. The old cowboys tipped their stetsons at them as they walked out, like they knew something too, and it made Tessa feel warm all over.

As they walked back to the truck, Rhett asked, “Uh — the drive-in’s playin’ their last movie of the season t’night. Some spaghetti western. Would ya wanna maybe…?”

“I’d love to — “ She looked down at herself, arms already wrapped around her middle tight to try and stave off the cold. “I might just freeze, though.”

“I — I’ve got blankets,” he said.

“Oh, so this was your plan all along?”

He chuckled, pushing a hand through his hair and scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, kinda.”

“I like your plan,” she told him honestly and he smiled down at her before taking her hand.

His hand was so warm and so much bigger than her own. Calloused along the edges of his palms and the tips of his fingers. He threaded his fingers through her own and she could barely grasp the whole thing. His thumb moved over the back of her hand as he pulled her in to walk closer to his side. And she tried not to think about that big hand on other parts of her body. Her hip. Her throat. Between her thighs. She felt her cunt throb at the thought.

Jesus Christ.

She knew it had been a while since she got laid, but she didn’t think it had been so long that just holding hands with a guy would make her this turned on. But there she was, consumed with anything but pure thoughts as they walked up to the passenger side of his truck.

Rhett tugged her to a stop just before she reached out to pull the door open. She turned to face him, brow furrowed in confusion. His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip as he looked down at her. Releasing her hand, he played with her fingers instead and it forced an eruption of butterflies to go off in her stomach.

Like some asteroid falling into orbit, she drifted closer to him.

“I — I really wanna kiss you,” he admitted quietly, eyes squinted in the overhead light of the street lamp.

Tessa couldn’t think of what to say, all words like a dream forgotten by morning. But she knew what she wanted, so she found herself nodding.

“Yeah?” he chuckled, pulling her closer until her chest was nearly flush with his own. “You want that?”

She just kept nodding, she couldn’t stop. Rhett smiled as he cupped her cheek in his free palm, forcing her head to still. Then he bent down and pressed his lips to her own.

It was more gentle than she ever thought he could be. Lips moving slow and tender, his thumb brushing up against the apple of her cheek. And shorter than she wanted it to be. As he pulled away, she chased his lips with a soft gasp that made him smirk.

“Come on,” he nodded his head towards the truck, thumb still tracing just beneath her eye. “We’ll miss the movie.”

By the time they paid and pulled into a spot, the Starlite Drive-In was nearly full. They didn’t have a great view of the screen made from sheets of plywood painted white, but that was okay. Kids screamed and ran around closer to the screen where a big patch of grass was located. People chatted in their lawn chairs and teenagers wandered back to the concessions building giggling amongst themselves.

Rhett did have some blankets thrown into the bed of his truck. A few old quilts and an afghan. He made quick work of spreading one of the quilts out in the bed. Don’t wanna ruin your pretty dress, he said, as he hopped up onto the tailgate to straighten it out. Then he offered his hand to pull her up into the truck. She took it gratefully, the other hand holding up the skirt of her dress so it wasn’t in the way.

They leaned back against the cab, shoulder to shoulder, just in time for the movie to start.

It was one of those movies old enough that stylized credits rolled first, some brassy western tune playing overtop. Tessa layered another quilt and the afghan over their laps with a shiver. Rhett chuckled as he threw his arm over her shoulders and pulled her in tight against his side. He was warm in stark contrast to the chilled air of early November and she burrowed into his side without a care in the world. Arms tucked into her chest.

“God, it’s cold,” she muttered.

“M’sorry,” he mumbled back, then after a long pause he added, “I can take ya home, if ya — “

She didn’t let him finish. “No. I wanna stay…With you.”

“Okay.”

And she did warm up eventually, in no small part to the way Rhett was lighting a fire beneath her skin. She had to wonder if he was doing it intentionally. If he knew just what he was doing with that hand draped over her shoulder. The movie had started, characters were being established and the plot was in motion, but she didn’t have a clue what was going on. Every cell in her body seemed specifically attuned to the way his fingers danced along her collarbone. Skimmed up the side of her neck. Moved down her bicep and back up in the most delicate pattern.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed him slip his free hand beneath the blankets in their laps. And not a moment later, she felt that hand slide into the slit of her dress to touch her bare thigh. It made her jump, but she made no move to stop him as his rough palm nearly encompassed her leg. Tessa craned her head to look up at him. His blue gaze was focused on the screen, illuminated by it, but she really hoped he was just as distracted as she was. Her mouth felt dry as she opened it to speak, to say something, anything to express the want that simmered in her veins.

“R-Rhett?” she whispered and he turned to look at her instantly. “I — I really wanna kiss you again…”

He smirked down at her. “You want that?”

“I do.” She nodded, already leaning into him. “Please.”

That little smile didn’t leave his face as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers again. It was still just as gentle, just as sweet. But with a slight tilt of her head and a deep intake of breath, it was more. Rhett’s hand slipped from her shoulder to hold the back of her head, fingers tangled in her hair, as the kiss deepened. He slipped his tongue past her lips with a soft groan, exploring languidly and meeting no resistance.

As they kissed and licked and bit at each other’s lips, Rhett hooked one big hand around the inside of her knee and lifted her leg up. His hands were rough, calloused, warm. A gasp slipped out of her when his thumb brushed across her knee. Then he put his thigh beneath her own and settled her leg back down across his own beneath the blankets. Leaving her legs spread for him. He pecked her on the lips once, twice, a soft noise spilling out of her as his fingers trailed up the inside of her thigh.

“This okay?” he questioned softly against her swollen lips.

“Y-yeah. S’okay,” she whispered back.

Surging up, she captured him in another kiss, less slow and more needy as she gripped at his shirt and pushed her own tongue into his mouth. He tasted like sweet tea and the lingering hints of chewing tobacco. He took his time, hand moving inch by inch up the length of her leg. But when the very tips of his fingers touched the edge of her cotton panties, traced where the fabric met with her thigh, she pulled away from him with a gasp.

“Rhett,” she whispered, fingers curling around the collar of his shirt.

“You tell me t’stop and we’ll stop,” he replied, hand completely still and ready to retreat at her word.

Tessa shook her head. “No.”

“No what, sunshine?” he questioned, the nickname flooding her with a newfound warmth, as he bumped his nose with hers. “Gotta use your words.”

“Don’t stop, please.”

He started tracing the edge of her panties once more as he kissed her softly, almost reverently. Like it was the last time. She didn’t want it to be the last time. Then he brushed the back of one finger over her still clothed slit and she whined quietly, suddenly acutely aware of all the people around. And Rhett grunted low in his throat at finding her soaked through. Then he pushed her underwear to the side and parted her swollen lips.

“Fuck, you’re drippin’,” he mumbled as she fell back against the cab of the truck, her chest heaving as he swiped two fingers through her folds.

Pressing fervent kisses into her cheek and jaw, Rhett found her clit with ease and began to circle it with the perfect amount of pressure. Her mouth dropped open in pure ecstasy, knowing that if they were anywhere else she would be a moaning, whimpering mess. But they were in public, the cowboys were having a shootout in some saloon on screen, and she could hear the distant giggles of children over the blood rushing in her ears.

Were they seriously doing this? Was Rhett Abbott about to finger her on their first date at the drive-in? As he slipped one finger inside, the only thing she could think was yes, yes, yes, yes.

“That feel good, sunshine?” he whispered, biting at her earlobe.

His finger crooked against the spongey spot inside she could never reach as his thumb rubbed circles into her clit. It was warmth and electricity and spring sunshine and midnight rain all at once. One hand had a death grip on his thigh, the other clutched his forearm leading down between her thighs on top of the blankets.

A soft keen slipped out of her throat just before the words could get out, “Yes, Rhett…So good.”

“That’s it, want ya t’feel good.” He pumped his finger slowly until he could fit another. The stretch only hurt for a moment, his digits so much thicker than her own, but then it was nothing but white hot pleasure as he curled them against her walls. “There ya go — that’s my girl. Takin’ my fingers so well.”

My girl, my girl, my girl — the words rattled around her emptied head like flies caught in a jar.

He kissed and licked and sucked at her neck and shoulder, his other arm holding her tight to him as he worked her over like he had been doing it for years. Like he knew exactly where to touch, exactly what speed she liked, exactly what motions made her writhe and spots dance in her vision.

All too soon, she could feel it coming. Building and building in the pit of her very being as Rhett curled his fingers just so and pushed hard into her clit.

She turned her head to meet him in a sloppy kiss then whispered, “I — I’m gonna…”

“Just let go for me, sunshine.”

Her moan was probably a little too loud but she couldn’t bring herself to care as she came. Hips grinding against his hand as he worked her through it with slow touches. Rhett kept his fingers inside during the initial come down, as she panted and leaned her head back against the window of the truck cab. Then he pulled them out slowly, murmuring an apology at her pained hiss.

“Okay?” he asked her gently as he fixed the flowers somehow still tucked behind her ear.

“Yeah — okay.”

He urged her to rest her head against his shoulder and she went willingly. Heart still hammering in her chest and mind reeling over what just happened. She couldn’t help but laugh quietly to herself.

Holy shit.

Rhett kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him in time to watch him suck the fingers that were once inside her clean. Watch his eyelids flutter and listen to the soft moan he released at her juices on his tongue. For a moment, all she could think about was his face between her thighs. Getting a real taste.

He was probably expecting something in return. He just got her off and there was no doubt he was rock hard in his Wranglers. Tessa swallowed down her sudden apprehension as she moved her hand up his jean clad thigh and over his crotch. She was right, he was hard — straining against his pants. The outline of him was thick and long beneath the palm of her hand. He grunted in her ear and it was nearly sinful in its desire.

But then he grabbed her hand and pulled it away.

Looking up at him with wide eyes she opened her mouth to start apologizing, to say whatever it was he wanted to hear. But he was already shaking his head, letting go of her hand to cup her cheek.

“M’alright. This’s about you. I — I just wanted t’make you feel good,” he told her in his quiet, earnest way.

A shaky laugh slipped past her lips as she put her hand over his. “Mission accomplished, Abbott.”

He laughed quietly, bumping his forehead against her own. Then he kissed her again. Soft and sweet. Then again, and again. Before he dropped his hand from her face and turned back to the movie that was now complete nonsense to them both.

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Ghost Friend | drabble, 1.8k words ❣ Yoongi x Jimin (platonic) | ☁ ❣ friends who encounter a ghost, haunted house au, crack treated seriously, tagged as “angst” but it’s the tiniest bit of hurt/comfort ⚠ Yoongi is a ghost, and is therefore dead ↳ Yoongi’s spirit has stayed in his dilapidating home for decades. One day, Jimin and his friends Taehyung and Jungkook decide to visit the property, and Jimin makes a ghost friend. Or, the one where Jimin is totally Jean Grey.

Denim & Strawberry | onesot, 19.6k, ☆ ❣ Yoongi x Jimin | ♡ ☽ ❣ friends to lovers, burlesque au ↳ When Yoongi gets invited to watch his crush perform, he has no idea what to expect. Jimin stripping on stage and singing a sultry little number while tugging on his hair is definitely not what Yoongi had in mind, but who is he to complain?

The Ghost of You On My Skin | oneshot, 11k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ established & strangers to lovers, monster fucking ⚠ illusory blood sucking & vore - see fic warnings ↳ Jungkook and Jimin travel to a remote island in hopes that the trip will allow them to unwind and reconnect. When their plans turn on them and they wind up lost in the woods, they seek refuge with a mysterious stranger who opens their eyes to a world of desire beyond anything they have experienced before.

Arcade Concessions | oneshot, 14.4k words ❣ Jimin x Taehyung | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Yoongi x Jungkook ❣ idiot friends to loves, requited unrequited, the angst is light ↳ After listening to Jimin whine one too many times about needing to get laid—and feeling the need himself—Taehyung sets the two of them up on a double date with two others. However, over the course of the date, the two of them realize that the feelings they thought were unrequited for the other are, in fact, reciprocated, accidentally third-wheeling their dates in the process.

JiKook Week Shorts ↳ A tiny collection of shorts for a JiKook Week event

red. | drabble, 1.2k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ☽ ☁ ❣ established (kind of), vampire au ⚠ blood sucking & heart stopping ↳ Jungkook despises the monster he has become, but he cannot bring himself to despise the man who cursed him.

Baby | drabble, 1.2k words ❣ Jimin x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ fuck buddies, sex worker + cop au, no plot ↳ Jimin, aka Baby, doesn’t let just anyone have him for free. What a shame that the man he likes spending time with the most is a cop.

Mine | oneshot, 4.3k words ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ☽ ❣ strangers to lovers, royalty au, very little plot ↳ Prince Jungkook sets his sights on his father’s new favorite concubine, and Jimin shows his prince pleasure beyond anything he has ever felt before. Rumor | 5 parts, under 500 words, social media au ❣ Jungkook x Jimin | ♡ ❣ strangers & coworkers to lovers, actor au ↳ While working on their latest film, sparks fly between Jimin and Jungkook. They try to deny the allegations, but fans, friends and coworkers won’t stop talking, forcing them to consider, “What if?”

The Magic Shop | oneshot, 15.7k words ❣ Namjoon x Jimin | ☽ ♡ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jungkook ❣ established & strangers to lovers, partner swap, bdsm, very little plot ↳ Namjoon & his husband Taehyung visit The Magic Shop, an exclusive swingers club. There they meet a beautiful couple that likes to engage in the same kind of play, and they decide to swap for the night.

Smile Pretty for the Camera | oneshot, 11.7k words ❣ Namjoon x Jimin | ☽ ♡ ❣ feat. a hint of Jungkook ❣ friends with benefits, exhibitionist, porn au, very little plot ↳ Namjoon’s good friends Jimin & Jungkook are always coming up with schemes to make extra money, and when he learns they plan to shoot a porn he’s not too surprised. They are, after all, the hot, confident power couple of the friend group. What Namjoon does not expect, however, is Jimin confessing that he’d like to rail Namjoon while Jungkook films.

Stuck | oneshot, 4.1k words ❣ Jungkook x Taehyung x Jimin | ☽ ❣ friends to lovers, very little plot, stuck in the wall ⚠ dubcon ↳ While exploring an abandoned building with his two best friends Jimin & Taehyung, Jungkook gets stuck in a wall.

Pretty in Pink (Make Him Purr) | oneshot, 15k words, ☆ ❣ Yoongi x OT6 | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ established relationships, canon compliant, animal play, marathon sex, light angst, very little plot ↳ Yoongi—long-established power top of the group—secretly wishes he could shed all of his responsibility and allow the members to take care of his needs while he’s dressed in a frilly pink kitten outfit. Well, it was a secret until Namjoon discovers the outfit, pulling the cat out of the bag, so to speak, and forcing Yoongi to decide whether to show that side of himself to the rest of the guys.

All Tangled Up | oneshot, 8k words ❣ Jimin x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ❣ established relationship, in the soop au, canon compliant, very little plot ↳ After a night of drinking and having fun, Jimin gets himself tangled in Jungkook’s mosquito net, and Jungkook has to take care of him.

Tendrils | oneshot, 4.6k words ❣ Seokjin x Jimin | ♡ ☽ ❣ strangers to lovers, monster fucking au, tentacle porn ⚠ mildly dubious consent ↳ While cruising the club for an easy hookup, Jimin meets a handsome stranger with a dark secret. (Or, Jimin gets spit-roasted on Seokjin’s tentacles and makes a big, sexy fucking mess.)

❥ STORIES WHERE JIMIN IS A SECONDARY CHARACTER

♡ - fluff | ☽ - smut | ☁ - angst | ✎ - wip | ☆ - personal fav

❥ MEMBER X READER

Boy Blue | 46 parts, 89 words + images of texts ❣ Taehyung x Female Reader x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Jungkook x Reader, Hoseok x Reader, Namjoon x Reader (kind of), Original Female Character x Reader, MxM ships ❣ strangers to lovers, college au, poly, hurt/comfort ⚠ graphic violence, dub/noncon, infidelity, drug use, yandere behavior (stalking, gaslighting, etc.) - see fic warnings ↳ While going through a painful but necessary breakup, you meet someone who is patient, kind, and understanding; everything you last ex was not. Or is he?

❥ MEMBER X MEMBER

Showstopper | 4 parts, 31.5k words, ✎ ❣ Hoseok x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ strangers to lovers, model & photographer au ↳ Hoseok knows the rumors. Everyone in the industry knows the rumors. Min Yoongi is a player. Min Yoongi is a snake. Stand in front of Min Yoongi’s camera, and you will be just another one of his victims—prey for him to use as he pleases and toss away when he gets bored.

Dollhouse | 25 parts, 178.3k words, ☆ ❣ Hoseok x Namjoon, Jungkook x Yoongi | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jimin, Hoseok x Taehyung x Jimin ❣ established & strangers to lovers, sci-fi au, body swap, poly ⚠ infidelity, graphic violence, major character injury, unhappy ending ↳ Hoseok’s job is simple: He enters the host’s body, he confiscates or terminates the target, and he gets back into his own body by dinnertime. Easy peasy. Until a host comes along whose body he becomes obsessed with and he questions whether or not he wants to come back to the real world or leave his old life behind.

Collateral | series, 22 parts, 222k words, ✎☆ ❣ Yoongi x Female Reader x Namjoon | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Taehyung x Jungkook, Seokjin x Hoseok, Jungkook x Reader ❣ strangers to lovers, mafia au, poly ⚠ drug use, graphic violence, dark themes - see fic warnings ↳Your ex-boyfriend gets in over his head working for the local mafia, and Boss Min has come to collect his payment: You. But was it simply a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or has he always had his sights on you?

Abyss | 5 parts, 51k words ❣ Seokjin x Taehyung x Jungkook | ♡ ☽ ☁ ❣ feat. Seokjin x Yoongi, mention of Taehyung x Namjoon ❣ friends & strangers to lovers, college au, hurt/comfort, poly ⚠ age gap, toxic relationships, intense sex without proper aftercare ↳ Campus fuckboy Taehyung likes to break hearts. After Jungkook falls victim to Taehyung’s games, Seokjin has decided that he’s going to take revenge by making Taehyung fall in love, only to give him a taste of his own medicine.

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