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kimnjss · 3 months ago
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cyberslut | myg sm au
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banner by: @dee-ehn
🖇 synopsis:
— he has no idea who you are... up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
[ cyberslut: a person who will act openly sexual on the internet, yet in real life will act prudent and contained. ]
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pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
fic type: social media au
side ships: (platonic...) vmin.
genre: smut!! college au, secret identity, tutoring au, slight themes of infidelity...
warnings: yoongi and his friends are dicks :/ - yn is way too horny all of the time... there’s a lot of sexting... no full nudity.
*BYR: yn knows yoongi is the guy she’s posting abt... yoongi does not know abt yns acct (until he finds out). yoongi nd yn have never talked before the start of this fic.
status: completed!
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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parts:
bonus drabbles...
prologue: homeroom hottie
character profiles: yn, her alter ego, nd besties
character profiles: yoongi nd the boyz
part one: invasion of privacy
part two: private sessions
part three: pretty prints
part four: went viral
part five: malleable substances
part six: fellow fish nerd
part seven: long night
bonus: fuck me
part eight: fucking prude
part nine: under the bleachers
part ten: buzzer beater
part eleven: mentally fucking
part twelve: deductive reasoning
bonus: turn the page
part thirteen: teachers pet
part fourteen: surprise me
part fifteen: emotion sex
part sixteen: sexy mermaid
part seventeen: not finished
time jump: untapped ass
part eighteen: give a fuck
part nineteen: not dating
part twenty: away game
part twenty-one: at your pace
bonus: nervous and excited
part twenty-two: petal
part twenty-three: too messy
part twenty-four: drunk yoongi
part twenty-five: being stupid
part twenty-six: superior couple
part twenty-seven: iconic parties
part twenty-eight: twenty minutes
part twenty-nine: risk it
part thirty: reformed fuckboy
part thirty-one: nice change
part thirty-two: public event
part thirty-three: bars and clubs 
epilogue: on purpose
epilogue: fucking nerd
end
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saintobio · 3 months ago
SATORU MAKES ME WANT TO PUNCH HIM IN THAT ARRANGE MARRIAGE CEO AU GASLIGHTER PWWE😤😤😤 #PROTECCY/N2021
@softfordaichi said
Honestly fuck gojo! Like I’ve come to terms with our relationship and ya know what? I don’t really want him anyway. As long as him and sera suffer in the end we cool 😎
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midnight-thot-thoughts said
When MC said “There are three of us in this marriage, Satoru. I'm sure you can live without my attention.” I was like YES BABYGIRL YOU TELL HIM AND KEEP REMINDING HIM.
I want her to be like I don't fucking care of about the promise you made me when we were six cause look at how you're treating me NOW. I want her to keep those boundaries he set up between them until he's begging on his KNEES.
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@choso-bee said
Hey!
After reading the latest ch of sn I have a couple thoughts/theories?
I feel like gojo isn't really in love with sera but just likes the idea of loving her. Sera is pretty much the opposite of the kind of person his father wants and I feel like he likes the rebellion he achieves from putting his all towards her. I also think he might like the thought of making someone happy since he never really got the chance himself (with his father and such) if that makes sense???
Also THE PROMISE??? DJSKDJKSJJS GOJO PLEASE just sounds like excuses to do it raw to me 😤😤
Anywho those were just some thoughts I had :) I love your writing sm and can't wait to read more!! :))
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kissaiba said
loved the new chapter it gave me literal butterflies i was actually squealing omg ok
i was beyond pissed when it cut off cute toji x yn moments to gojo x sera cum talk but you know what? ill forgive it because omg GOJO!
the ending had me screaming omg like he really said all those things?? sober?? truthfully?? w no malice?? please i love him again <3 it does still kinda piss me off that he’s saying this shit while yn just started doing herself a favor & distanced herself a bit from gojo but whatever
also i cant believe gojo’s actually thinking abt yn during his intimate (🤢🤢) moments with sera eeee i love to see him slowly falling for her
masochist in me wants gojo to find out abt toji and yn’s little date and spark an argument 😈
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Anonymous said
so gojo slutoru has daddy AND mommy issues and poor yn has to deal with his bipolar slutty ass all by herself 😓😓😓 my girlie deserves the world not this Louis Vuitton emotional baggage
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the theories and the gojo slander help sorry for the late response !! i’m compiling the remaining asks i have left :D
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boognish-worshipper · 28 days ago
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au thingy explanation bc i’m obsessed w/ the idea now
soooo i started writing for that pop punk trevor idea i had,, and i kinda wanted to give a rundown of what each character’s into/what aesthetic they represent!!! it goes into better depth in the actual storyline i promise 😭
trevor - pop punk ofc, and he’s technically a post-hipster bc he rebukes the whole thing (it’s a bit of a paradox tbh)
michael - 80s aesthetics, indie rock, doesn’t really associate with any particular group. (tries to dress like a main character in an 80s film)
franklin - lofi hiphop, and the whole style of snapbacks that say “swagger” on them or whatever (and those items of clothing that say OBEY on them) think early childish gambino too tbh (i love him sm)
lamar - really into odd future and skating, trying to make it big on soundcloud but to no avail (franklin helps produce his stuff but he’s just,, not a very good rapper) has a supreme hat just like tyler the creator did LMFAOOO
amanda - early tumblr grunge shit, like right before 2014 tumblr aesthetics came in bc this is the era we’re going for tbh (an og fan of lana del ray HAAAA)
wade - clowncore ofc, it’s literally canon
ron - he just dresses like somebody’s dad tbh, still a conspiracy nut
steve haines - a true hipster, like the urban outfitters type yk? not much else to say ig
lester - cyberwave and vaporwave only bc he’s all tech n whatnot
any other characters that pop up will have their stuff explained in the story, but this is jus so you guys can get a general idea of what i’m trying to go for? i listed these guys bc they’re def recurring throughout it. not listing devin weston bc even though he is brought up, he doesn’t really have a set look or anything. might just make him one of those rich guys who can’t dress for shit but think they look good bc they have a gucci belt. and this might not all be concrete as i write, but this is the overall vibe ig!!!
also! i tried making parodies of things gta style, so tumblr is nosedivr (i jus looked up synonyms for tumble, plus i like black mirror so i picked it for that rzn too don’t judge 🏃‍♀️), and stuff like patagonia is called andés bc both places r in south america 👀 corny, ik. but if anything sounds off, it’s most likely for this reason! i also have a set location to start out with, called sterling lake. sterling lake is a play on silver lake in la,, apparently hipsters used to hang around there? i tried making this realistic for such a wacky storyline lol
and for this au, merryweather is still trevor’s enemy, but they’re a really popular nightclub that rich hipsters begin to occupy, like steve haines for example,, devin weston owns the club bc his dad paid for it all lol. merryweather uses bodyguards to make sure nobody who’s not “elite” can get in. and of course trevor wants to fuck it up :) i can already tell this is gonna take a lot of time to develop, but i’m feeling pretty confident about pulling it off 😈 this is basically just for reference when i post the first chapter,,, eeee
((all the chapter titles will be named after various 2010s songs i fuckin love))
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suppup17 · 3 days ago
I am thinking INTENSELY about this Wall-e au—
Good 😈 bc I am aswell 😖💕
I want to try draw more for this AU bc I am in love with it and hopefully I'll go further with it!!! I love Wall-E alot kskfke
I wanna try keep the robot feel so hopefully just making Taka and Makoto and whoever else will be involved androids will work out!!
I just think Makoto fits Wall-E sm and Taka as Eve? Amazing. Got the cute little trash guy and his badass, cool asf boyfriend 😖💕
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jayflrt · 5 days ago
🧍‍♀️the way I don’t even stan or really know enhypen but ur blog‘s making me want to stan?? im oBSESSED w ur smau 😭 I love it sm I hope ur having a great day 😔💕
omg this made me so happy to read 😭😭 IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT !! and you should def stan, lmk if you do 😈 also i’m so honored that you chose to read my au even tho you don’t stan pls <33 i hope you’re having a great day/night !!
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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petal | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: smut!! fluff… and hints of angst.
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 4.2K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: cursing, slight dirty talk, fingering, finger sucking, unprotected sex, clothed sex... yoongi finally uses his big brain!!
⤑ A/N: hii! i’m literally not going to say anything elsed bc..... let me know what you think!! x
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JUNE 13TH, 2021 | 09:28
He's never woken up this hard in his entire life. Sure of it. To be fair, he's never woken up like this before. An arm wrapped around your waist and face nuzzled in the crook of your neck. Ass pressed to the crotch, albeit, covered by the material of your shorts but the material was so flimsy it might as well not be there.
You're shifting in his arm a soft sigh leaving your lips and he's so in tune with you and your body that he's reacting almost instantly. Cock stiffening further as you push back against him.
Desperate to give his hands something to do, he takes to toying with the hem of his shirt that you slipped on before crawling in bed last night. As if he needed another thing to turn him on, you smelt like him and that drove him mad. In the most primal way it could possibly be put, he forever wanted to see you adorned in his attire.
Quickly, he's getting swept away in how domestic it waking up beside you, you in his clothes and fast asleep so peacefully next to him feels. He wanted every day to look like this and was not afraid to admit that. Yoongi has always been the 'all in' type of guy and that was exactly how he was feeling when it came to you. Fuck the obstacles and the games, if he could wake up feeling like this every morning he would.
He doesn't even realize the way his hands have crept underneath the fabric of your shirt, large hands grazing over the soft skin of your stomach. Slowly, he inches his way up your body until he's able to grip a handful of your breasts. Deep in his thoughts as he mindlessly kneads them, fingers rolling over your hardening nipples.
The soft moan that falls from your lips does very little to catch his attention. It's not until you're squirming against him, head hitting his bare chest does he snap out of it. Eyes widening as he moves to pull his hands away, but you're quickly covering them with yours – holding them in place. And you swear you feel him twitch against you.
“You're awake?” He mumbles, lip gliding over the skin of your back. Just from the tone, you're sure if you were to turn around you would catch sight of the blush of the cheeks. A face that seemed almost foreign when it came to Min Yoongi, but more frequent when it came to you.
With a nod, you're turning in his arms, chin hitting his chest. “Did you expect me to stay asleep?” He laughs at the dramatic roll of your eyes, hands sliding from your breasts to rest at the back of your neck to pull you into a kiss. It's slow and sweet, but it's not long before he's sliding his hand back underneath your shirt.
His words melt into your mouth and you're barely able to decipher what he's said, “I love that you're wearing my shirt,” The very shirt that he's very discreetly trying to peel off of your body. Arms circling around his waist, you're pulling back from his lips only to lay your head on his chest. The shift distracts his movements, arms wrapping around your shoulders to pull you closer.
“You insisted I wore it to bed,” A fact, but that didn't change the fact that you were wearing it. And you looked so good in it.
To avoid his cheeks darkening anymore or the butterflies intensifying in his chest, Yoongi decides to change the subject. “I have practice in an hour...” His own words seem to dawn on him, reminding him that he had to get up and get ready.
He's slow with the way he unwraps his arms from your body, reluctantly putting space between you. You're in the middle of making a mental list of things you can do to keep busy when he's speaking up again, sat up at the edge of the bed with his arms stretched over his head. “Come with me?”
Not even bothering to turn as he speaks, so you're forced to stare at the cute freckles scattered over his muscular back as you think over your answer. Not like you needed much time to think, it wasn't like you had a million things to do and the entire reason you came out here was to spend time with him.
Yoongi seems to quickly pick up on your obvious answer because he's no longer waiting for an answer. Mentally changing the question mark at the end of his words to a period, a requirement rather than a request as he searches through his suitcase for his gym clothes.
“Hurry up too, we can grab something to eat before.” That's all he says before he's disappearing into the bathroom.
It shouldn't be, but the certainty in his voice, the way he leaves no room for argument was extremely attractive to you. So much so, you're not even thinking twice when you're standing from your spot on the bed, picking out something you know he'll be pleased to see you in.
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JUNE 13TH, 2021 | 16:56
After practice, you're being hauled off to lunch with his friends. A new girl on either one of their arms. Sad to admit, but you take a little pride in being the same girl he had spent the night with. Almost as if this was an official thing between the two of you. His friends are more digestible now that you know what to expect, so you're not even hesitating when they're extending the invite to play video games in their room to you.
When you had agreed, the last thing Yoongi thought was that you'd end up playing too. Had it thought up in his mind that you'd sit back with his head in your lap and your fingers in his hair. Never did he think you'd be perched at the edge of the bed, cussing Jungkook out for being too slow with covering you.
It was more than hot, to say the least.
That doesn't last long, though because he's itching to get you alone. He's ignoring the jokes after excusing the two of you, leading you up to the elevator with the giddiest of smiles. When you're asking what he's so excited about, he replies with a shrug. “I like hanging out alone with you.” If you didn't know Yoongi as well as you did now, you'd assume that there was some type of ulterior motive in his actions. A separate reason why he wanted to be alone, but no, he meant exactly what he said. Tired of sharing you with his friends all he wanted was you for himself.
You can't help but find his selfishness cute. 
Crouched in the corner, Yoongi rummages through his bag while you scroll through the selection of movies on Hulu. You're being engulfed in darkness with the slight flick of his hand, surrounded by his scent. It takes a moment to realize that he's thrown something at you, reaching up to pull the garment from your head.
It's very clearly the jersey he wears for home games, but you still ask. “What's this?” He's plopping down on the bed beside you, tugging the controller from your hands to pick a movie himself.
“I want you to wear my jersey tomorrow,” He feigns nonchalance, but the flush in his cheeks is more than obvious. “What? Like we're dating?” It's hard to hide the smile that comes with the words. The thought of officially dating Min Yoongi, even though you were basically halfway there – didn't seem real to you.
He's dramatically rolling his eyes, letting out a huff. “What? Like we're dating?” Tone overly mocking and it has a giggle falling from your lips. “I just spent eight hours with my dick pressed against your ass,” The compromising position you had slept and woke up in reentering your mind.
Much harder than you thought to keep your composure when it was just the two of you alone like that. If his schedule wasn't packed and he was spending more time in bed this morning, there was no way you would've let him out of it. Still, he was still who he was so you can't help the words that leave your lips.
“You could've sent nine with someone else,”
Yoongi doesn't even bother to entertain the slight slander, shifting so his full focus is on the television. “Wear the jersey.” And there it was again, the no-nonsense tone that left zero room for argument. Only this time it's only because he's sure he'll lose. You weren't wrong. While he was dotting on you and giving you all his attention, right now, that didn't change the fact he was still entertaining someone who wasn't you.
Never mind the fact that it wasn't fully physical, how could he preach about being all about you and treat you as such when he spent the late hours of the night getting off to someone who wasn't you? It didn't make sense. And each and every time he thought about it, it had guilt building in his chest.
He needed to come clean.
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JUNE 14TH, 2021 | 22:39
There was something sexy about a winner. The energy they gave off whenever they entered the room, demanding attention without saying anything at all. You can't help but look, can't help but notice the greatness that surrounded them. How easily things went their way because that's how it was for winners.
Min Yoongi was a winner, on and off the court and he knew it too. Had no problem with sharing that information with anyone who'd listen. That's how the majority of his press interviews go that morning. Confident predictions of the game to come promises to bring home to gold so to speak.
From anyone else it would be seen as annoying, conceited, or cocky, but not for Min Yoongi because he was right. The backbone of his team and there was no denying that, no surprise when he was announced as MVP, the numerous shots he made to win the game repeated for emphasis.
Since the buzzer sounded, he's been riding the high of being the center of attention. Taking pictures, signing shirts, and chatting into microphones. And for the most part, it seems as if he's loving the sets of eyes on him. Which is why you're shocked when he's declining Jungkook's giddy invitation to the after-party in his room.
“Yn and I were gonna watch a movie,” He says instantly, the movie that you had mentioned in passing nearly slipping your mind. Yoongi ditching a party to stay in and learn about the unexplored parts of the ocean was a sight you thought you'd never see. His friends as well, the odd glances they shoot in his direction being proof enough.
He pays them no mind, stalking out of the gym with his arm around your shoulders. If you were to ask him why you're sure he'd shrug it off and say something along the lines of: 'I just like hanging out alone with you,'. Something he doesn't think holds much weight but makes your heart skip each and every time he's saying it.
Honestly, Yoongi had every intention to watch your lame movie when you're making your way back into the room. His mind only derails when he sees the casual way you pluck up his shirt from last night, slipping into the bathroom to change into it. Now it's hard to focus, no matter how loud the man talking is.
You're sat between his legs, back pressed to his chest in his shirt and an unbelievably short pair of shorts. So of course his hands are finding their way to your thighs, slowly inching their way higher while gauging your expression. You don't seem to mind, so he gets bolder, head dropping to the crook of your neck to place wet kisses against your skin.
It feels like middle school all over again, testing the limits and seeing how far he can go and he's pleased to notice that you've been letting him go much farther lately. Leaning back into him, tilting your head to give his lips more room – these were all signs of someone who wanted more.
So who would he be not to give it to you?
That's the last coherent thought he has before his brain is turning to mush. All full of you and your scent and the sound of your quiet moans. He's not even sure how you got underneath him, fingers tangled in his hair and soft lips pressed to his ear. Always so cautious when it comes to you, he's slow with the way his hands move up toward your chest. Brows raising as your back arches into his touch, he doubles down, swiping his thumbs over the peaks through the fabric and you're moaning again.
The sound goes straight to his dick, you can feel it pressed against your thigh and your greedily clenching around nothing – tired of being ignored for so long. “You're missing your show,” Arms on either side of your head, Yoongi looks down at you with a teasing smirk playing on his lips.
Any ounce of sanity you had before goes flying out the window at the sight of his face. You wanted him. So tired of acting like you didn't, his body fit so perfectly between his legs and you couldn't help but wonder how good it would feel without all of the clothes in the way.
It's tough to say it out loud. 'Take me, I'm yours.' felt a bit too dramatic for this situation. Never wanted losing your virginity to be made into a huge deal, it was just something that you hadn't done – there was no need for dramatics to surround it. You were sure Yoongi wouldn't be a huge fan of all that either.
So you don't say anything, instead, you're using the grip you hold in his hair to pull him down toward you. Legs spreading so he can fit a bit more comfortably between your legs, pelvic bone pressed to yours.
Of course, he notices the shift, the look in your eye before you're pulling him in for another kiss. Normally, he takes the lead, guiding the movements of your lips and setting the pace. 
That's not the case this time around, you've obviously been taking notes from the times that he's kissed you because you're almost exactly mimicking his moves. And even though he knows it's coming, he still feels his cock jump when you're pushing your tongue past his lips.
Slowly, you're peeling his shirt from his body – only breaking away for a moment to tug the garment over his head. A wet trail of kisses leading down his neck as your soft hands explores the ripples of his stomach. No idea what came over you or how far you were willing to let this go, but he was enjoying every second of it.
Nearly loses it when you're reaching for his hand, dragging it around your body to rest on your ass. He can't help it, palm squeezing around the flesh almost immediately. He holds back from dipping his fingers in the fabric, recounting the events of tonight to ensure you've had nothing to drink. Because this was so out of character and he hardly knew if he should believe it's real.
Easily sensing his hesitation, you're angling your hips up to meet his. “Touch me. I wanna feel you,” Your words hold so much promise that it has a stutter in his movements, eyes bulging as he over analyses what to do next. You're not like any virgin he's been with before, calling the shots and voicing what you wanted. It's nearly enough to drive him mad.
 Nearly. He still was who he was, so he's quick to regain his composure, fingers sliding past the waistband of your shorts to meet your bare ass. “You wanna feel me?” The cockiness is evident in his tone and it's much hotter than you'd guess. “You gonna let me pop your cherry?”
That's when the weight of what's about to happen hits you. Nervousness creeping in because you were going to do it, give yourself to Yoongi miles away from home in his hotel bed simply because you wanted to. No weighing your options or drawing up pros and cons, you were going simply on feeling.
Sadly, that doesn't stop your mouth from opening before your brain can interject. “Actually, nothing pops... or breaks. Hymens stretch during penetration and it shouldn't hurt either. Pain during the first time comes from inexperience or anxiety,” Reciting word for word what you had read when you did research.
Yoongi's letting out a loud laugh, head bowing and bumping against yours lightly. “You surely know how to kill a boner,” He jokes, but that doesn't stop the embarrassed flush from darkening your cheeks.
“Sorry... I'm nervous,”
He's hitting you with the softest smile you've ever seen him muster. “It'd be weird if you weren't. You want to, though?” It's the most serious you've seen him, eyes boring into yours as he searched for any sign of hesitance.
And you have zero plans of giving him any, eagerly nodding your head at his words. “Yes. I want you to pop my cherry,” A loud laugh escapes him, chuckles shaking his back and you're so distracted by the sound you don't even notice the way he's started to inch your shorts down. “It sounds weird when you say it,” Hands quickly getting rid of the useless fabric, his fingers hover over your covered slit.
Even still, you can't keep your tongue from moving. “Because it's not scientifically correct. I-” His fingers are finding your lips, putting a literal stop to your words and it takes everything in you not to stick your tongue out to get a taste.
“Shut up. Just kiss me,” No protests on your end, you're quickly leaning up to press your lips to his.
Kissing you was clearly a distraction for what he planned to do next, two fingers pushing their way past your walls. It's a tight stretch you hadn't expected, but your whines die on his tongue. He's slow with the pumps of his fingers, fascinated with the way you pull him in each time he tries to pull back.
The wet squelch is loud and if you couldn't feel just how hard he was right now, you'd be embarrassed. No matter how aloof you tried to act when the two of you were alone, the wetness surrounding his fingers was proof enough that all that was really just an act. And that's more than obvious to him, the small fact being saved in the back of his mind to tease you about later.
His fingers are hitting particularly deep, thumb expertly pressed into your clit. Your mouth falls from his as a loud moan sounds from your throat, ripples of pleasure shooting through your legs. “Shit, you're so wet.” He sounds desperate when he says it, fingers speeding up to match the movement of your hips.
“I want to taste you so bad. Make you cum all over my tongue. You'd like that, huh?” His words are hushed, breath hot against your ear as he speaks. All you can muster is a breathless: “Please,” Legs spreading in the most inviting way possible, all he does is laugh – placing a soft kiss on your lips.
Head shaking as he pulls away, Yoongi moves his fingers with much fervor. He takes the spread of your legs as an invitation to push another finger in, the tightness around his fingers has a groan leaving his lips. “So fucking tight. I can't wait, baby. I need to be inside you...” How he's able to carry on conversation while pushing you so close to the edge was beyond you.
Thumb rubbing fast circles into your clit while his fingers keep up with their steady pace. You're gasping out your release, wetness surrounding his fingers and he's never moved faster in his life. Fingers slipping from inside of you to fumble with the waistband of his shorts, his dick is out in seconds.
“Fuck, you look so good when you cum.” He's saying, but you can barely focus on catching your breath let alone the words coming from his mouth.
What does catch your attention, though, is the wet shine of his fingers. Coated with your juices and if you concentrated hard enough, you could see the way it dripped down his palm. You're moving before you can talk yourself out of it, hands wrapping around his wrist to bring his hand down toward your face.
Not a bit of hesitation in the way your mouth wraps around the wet digits, sucking your cum from them while he watches on with wide eyes. The last thing he expected from a virgin like you, but the familiarity of the way your tongue slides between his fingers is peaking his interest. Sure he's never felt this before... you're the first to shove his fingers in their mouth, but not the first to mention it.
The thought is fleeting, though, distracted by the sexy smile that spreads across your features as you pull his even wetter fingers out. “You're so fucking... and here I thought you were cute and delicate.” Your giggle is the prettiest sound he's ever heard, he's sure of it.
“I'm far from delicate,” You're saying through a laugh and it has to be a coincidence. There's no way, right? The feeling that he's had this conversation before was just a thing, right? Not to be taken seriously. Especially when he had his dick out like this.
So he pushes it aside, taking hold of his dick instead. He loves the automatic way you spread open for him, making it easy for him to line the head of his cock up with your wet hole. He takes his time with pushing forward, allowing you to adjust and feel every inch of him until his hips are resting against yours.
Much tighter than he had ever imagined even after just cumming. You've got your eyes squeezed shut, deep breaths lifting your stomach. Obviously trying to get used to the feeling and he waits, peppering soft kisses to your chest and neck as an attempt to soothe you.
He's not sure how long it is before you're giving him the green light, but once he sees the nod of your head he's speeding forward. A few stuttered thrusts are spared to fall into a steady pace that has both of your toes curling. It's like nothing you've felt before, pain melting into pleasure the deeper he pushes.
It's good for him too, so much so he can barely decide what to do with his hands. Going from your breasts to your hips around to your ass. He wants all of you at once and was doing very little to hide that fact. The tightness in his stomach comes much faster than he's used to and it has everything to do with the fact that it's you.
Somehow, he manages to hold on until you're squirming again. Desperate pleas for him to let you cum filling the room along with a whiny chant of his name. A sound that's all too familiar to ignore, he's heard his name like that before and if he were to scroll through his old messages, the evidence would be right there.
Still, he needs a little bit more convincing. Could be his mind playing tricks on him, karma for even entertaining someone else when he was like this with you. So he had to test it, “Fuck, petal. I'm gonna cum,” He tries not to make it obvious, eyes searching your face for any hint of reaction to the pet name.
And if he wasn't paying attention, he would've missed the slight shift in expression that you're quick to mask. He meant it when he said he was close though, so his mind is going blank after a few more thrusts. “Shit, shit.” He's pulling out a second before he's spilling his seed onto your lower belly, the warmth spreading throughout your body and has a moan falling from your lips.
The two of you lay like that for a few moments, trying to catch your breath while watching each other. He doesn't lean down to kiss you as you expect, instead, he's getting up to put a bit of space between you. Mumbling something about helping you clean off, but you're barely listening.
Too shocked at what he had called you just moments before. Petal.
It had to have been a slip up, there was no way he knew. But that small fact alone has the guilt growing in your chest. You felt dirty laying here wrapped up in his arms. And there was only one way to get rid of his feeling.
You needed to come clean.
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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buzzer beater | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: angst... and some fluff too!
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 4.6K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: uhm(?) he tries to look up her skirt... but she kinda likes it lmao . oh! and bits of emotional constipation coming from min yoongi.
⤑ A/N: hii! let’s just get right into it - let me know what you think x don’t be a silent reader, please!! 
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MAY 1ST, 2021 | 19:57 The sound of the buzzer cuts through the crowd's chants. It's silent for a moment, the ball swishing into the net breaking through. Loud cheers erupt, shouts and cries shaking the gym, Yoongi's won the game with a buzzer beater. It has been neck and neck all night and just a few moments before time ran out, he was making a three-point shot – stealing the lead.
115 to 113. His shot takes them to 116 and just like that it's over. His entire body is buzzing with adrenaline. Pumped that he was able to win, excited to finally meet the girl who has been plaguing his thoughts for weeks. He just wanted to see her face, hear her moan... feel her soft touch. It's been too much of the wishing and fantasizing, he was a man of action after all.
Yoongi is only half interested in shaking hands with the opposing team to congratulate on a good game. His mind is reeling with plans and scenarios of when he's finally able to meet this girl. He doesn't even join in on the shit talk with Hoseok and Jungkook as they make their way to the locker room.
Hoseok had a plan to talk to one of the cheerleaders from the other school and Jungkook felt the need to challenge his abilities. Normally, this would be a topic Yoongi was all over, standing with either side just to make things more entertaining... but tonight he had different plans to keep himself entertained.
He doesn't rush out to see Hoseok crash and burn, instead, he takes his time with dressing. Paying close attention to his shower damp hair and the clothes he strategically picked out this morning. He wanted to look good. Fuckable. It's not until the locker room has died down that Yoongi is stepping out.
Deep breaths filling and exiting his chest as he makes his way under the bleachers, waiting patiently for you to arrive.
When you had agreed to join Taehyung to the game, the only thing on your mind was meeting Yoongi. Whether or not you thought it would e a good idea to reveal yourself and all the things he could say when he found out it was you.
You had dressed for the occasion, wanting to look nice in front of your crush. Spent a little longer taming your curls and found a dress that hugged the curves of your body nicely. You wanted to impress him, but walking through the gym doors you still hadn't decided if you'd meet him.
He's the first one you see when you're settling on the bleachers. Dark hair bounces as he jogs up and down the court, receiving a ball at the end of it to shoot. He does that until the game is starting.
Taehyung chats mindlessly beside you with Jimin. Ignoring the blatant flirting from the older man and keeping his focus on the players sprinting in front of him. He's doing it on purpose, not dim when it comes to someone's interest. He just finds the struggle funny, so he keeps up with the facade.
Jimin was no quitter either. Each failed attempt was followed by another more thought of gesture. By the time the game has reached its final seconds, Jimin has taken to recounting the dance awards he's received in an attempt to impress. It does work. Taehyung finds any type of atheism attractive. And he was very attracted to Jimin. But for the sake of his entertainment, he's merely nodding.
Despite his uninterested demeanor, Taehyung is still agreeing to join Jimin for milkshakes after the game. They're walking out side by side as Jimin babbles about God knows what and Taehyung just nods along.
More and more people exit the gym and as the crowd thins, anxiety grows in your chest. You still haven't decided. Spent the entire game watching Yoongi dominate his reviles and his own team and you were stuck. You wanted him to know it was you, finally feel him the way you've been craving for so long. But on the other hand, what if he was so disgusted with the fact that it was you and you've been lying to him that he no longer wanted anything to do with you?
You're still undecided after the last couple has left the gym. Left sat on the top of the bleachers, scrolling through your phone when the locker room door shoves open. Yoongi steps out, looking extremely handsome and nervous. You spot the slight shake of his hand as he reaches up to push his hair back.
He doesn't even look up, calculated steps headed right underneath the bleachers you're sat on. He's waiting for you, nervous like that. And you've all of a sudden made up your mind.
'I'm sorry I've been lying to you. I didn't think you'd find the account, it was a joke! I never meant for it to go this far...I'm sorry. Please don't hate me.'
That's your mantra as you make your way underneath the bleachers. It took a full twenty minutes before you were mustering up the courage to move. And just as you're about to join him, he's stepping out with a confused look on his face.
“Yn? What are you doing here?” He's smiling at you. “Thought you hated crowds,” There's not even a bit of him that thinks you're here to meet him. Just a coincidence that you're walking toward the bleachers as he waits. And the coward in you takes the out, pushing a smile onto your lips to match his. “I came with Taehyung! He left, though. I was just going,” He ignores the awkward point toward the doors, moving to close the space between the two of you. He's naturally dropping his arm over your shoulders, leading you in the other direction.
“Did you see how amazing I was out there?” The nervous Yoongi you had caught glimpse of moments before was tucked away somewhere else. He was back to the cocky guy you knew so well, a grin to match as he walked the two of you around the perimeter of the gym. “Won the whole game, didn't I?” Head tilting to the side slightly, looking down at you.
He doesn't need you to say it because he already knows, but the way you nod strokes his ego nicely. After you've circled the gym twice, he's walking the two of you out of the room – the entire time filling you in on behind-the-scenes tidbits about the game that just ended.
Three sentences in a story about how he managed to shoot the ball without even looking, he's cutting himself off. Brows wrinkling as he takes a moment to study your features and he looks genuinely confused, you're about to ask what's with him but he's beating you to it. “You look pretty,”
His words catch you so off guard that there's actually a stumble in your step, air getting caught in your throat and forcing a cough from your chest. Of course, Yoongi has thrown compliments your way dozens of times. He was always calling you hot and making elaborate remarks whenever he saw you sitting at your desk...
But to call you pretty? With that look in his eye that had your body instantly heating up.. and not in the 'i want to jump your bones right here and now,' type of way, but in an 'i want to hold your hand and pull you close,' type of way. You're not sure how to react, so you don't. Brushing it off with a laugh that sounds more forced than you intended.
“Oh! Uhm. Thanks? I just wore this dress... it's a little short, though.” As proof, you're reaching to tug the hem of the dress further down your thighs. Which brings Yoongi's attention down to the exposed skin he had neglected to notice before.
That shocks him, normally that would be the first thing his eyes were zeroing in on. “I didn't even...” Sentence ending in his mind, he's quick to lift his gaze back up to your face. “I was talking about your face. It's kinda glowing? I don't know why,” He laughs it off, all at once deciding that he's done discussing the topic of your appearance.
His arm drops from around your shoulders, yet you're not even allowed a second to mourn it because he's reaching for your hand just as fast. “I know where they store the concessions after the games,” He says with a large grin as if he's just told you he has the detailed map to a pot of gold.
Either way, you're following closely behind him as he tugs you through the halls of the school. You're too focused on the feel of his hand in yours to think about where you're going. It's soft and warm, long fingers reaching well past your knuckles. You definitely didn't miss he was the type to interlock fingers rather than clasp palms. Something about had your stomach flipping.
Yoongi stops in front of the supply closet mainly used to store the old laptops and film equipment. The lock on the door is broken so he's able to pull it open with just a few jiggles, revealing several boxes of candy and chocolate, fruit snacks, and chips. He's dropping your hand only to step into the closet, picking out what he wants.
“Wait. Isn't this stealing?” There's a twinge of panic in your voice that he ignores, trying to decide between Doritos and Hot Cheetos. “There wouldn't even be a game to sell these at if it weren't for me,” He says halfheartedly, handing over both bags of chips to you. “My parents paid to remodel the gym. And majority of the money used to buy these comes from their donations,” He clarifies, proving that basketball wasn't the only standing he had with this school.
And you really couldn't argue with that logic.
One by one he's filling your arms with snacks until he's sure that he's got enough to feed the both of you until next summer. He's then grabbing one single bottle of Gatorade before he's kicking the door shut, reaching his arms out to scoop half of the load from your grasp.
“Let's go sit outside with these,” There was something about the way Yoongi did things. With so much certainty. Who's to say that you didn't have plans other than sitting around and eating snacks with him? He spoke like he knew people would drop everything to be at his beck and call and because he carried himself like that, he always seemed to get exactly what he wanted.
Exactly why he found himself playing on the court today instead of sitting on the sidelines like he should've been. Rules just seemed to bend when it came to him, people seemed to shift and mold themselves in order to be desirable to him. Which was exactly why you're following him outside without a word, adjusting your skirt so you're not sitting your bare ass on the grass.
“Ooh. Your skirt is really short,” He says in slight amazement, head cocking to the side to get a better view underneath the hem of it.
You feel your face instantly heat up, hands flying out to push his forehead back. “Don't look!” You try to sound serious but can't help the giggle that bubbles in your throat. There was just something about Yoongi trying to peak up your skirt that turned you into a blushing schoolgirl.
His brow raises at the lack of annoyance in your tone and he's immediately tempted to test his luck. Reaching a hand out, he's pinching the fabric between two fingers before slowly lifting. “Why not? My favorite color is red,”
Obviously referring to the underwear you've got on and that has your eyes widening, hands quickly batting his away. “Yoongi!” It sounds more playful than anything and he doesn't hesitate to join in with your laughter, a dramatic pout taking over his features as you plop down on the grass beside him.
“You're no fun,” A warm hand wraps around your thigh, gently lifting your leg into his lap and the other follows. He uses the excuse of not wanting you to sit fully on the grass in your pretty skirt, but his hand doesn't lift your thigh and you're in no rush to brush it off.
It's cold and he notices the shiver of your back as you lean back on the damp grass. “I'm always so damn hot after a game,” He announces a little too loudly as he tugs the zipper of his basketball jacket down, pealing it off and tossing it in your direction. “Wear that. I don't want it to get dirty on the ground,” Another excuse because no way would he risk getting cold just because some girl forgot to bring her own coat.
Though, he can't deny the subtle swell in his chest at the sight of you pulling the garment over your shoulders, instantly settling in the fabric. The urge to kiss you has never been as strong as it was right now. He's pushing through the snacks he's brought along, choosing a kit-kat out of the mix and tearing into it.
“You like these right?” Plucking a package of fruit snacks up, he flashes it up in your direction. And it's almost laughable, how much attention to detail this man paid. You had this same package in your bag during one of your tutoring sessions, you remember because he had rolled his eyes at the thought of you only having snacks for dinner.
They were for Taehyung, though, one among the many snacks he asked you to bring whenever the two of you shared a class. Yoongi had assumed they were yours, though, and that you liked them – so he was sure to grab them in his little snack raid.
So of course you're taking them with a smile, ripping into the package and digging the first few gummies out. And then it's quiet. Just the sound of the wind and the soft chomp of his chocolate cookie. He looks like he's thinking hard about something, staring in front of him with his brows furrowed.
Part of you knows what's going through your mind, while the other half desperately looks for other things that could be weighing on his mind. Anything that had nothing to do with the shitty way you stood him up. The tips of his fingers dance up your thigh, absentmindedly drawing patterns in your soft skin. Touch so subtle, you're positive he's not even trying to turn you on... but that doesn't stop the heat pooling between your legs.
He's staring out far ahead of him, heavy thoughts weighing on his shoulders. Lips formed in a soft pout as he chews, fingers finding the hem of your skirt. He manages to find a loose string, deciding it doesn't belong so he's tugging at it. You watch as his face scrunches when it doesn't immediately tear, his eyes dropping to watch his fingers.
Your breath catches as his eyes slowly lift, tracing over the dips and lines of your body until they're landing on your face. And he's hitting you with the most sultry gaze you've ever seen it has a shiver running down your spine, completely unrelated to the cool air that tickles your skin.
“You're looking at me like that again,” It's hard not to let his deep voice affect you, but you're trying your hardest as you reach down to swat his hand away from your legs. “Fuck off,” You're saying with a roll of your eyes and an adorable tint to your cheeks. It's weird, how much he liked it when you swore at him. So used to your polite tone and your calculated responses. Even though he's said much worse, hearing the words fall from your lips has crude thoughts bouncing around his head.
Wouldn't be the first time he's thought of you like that. He was no stranger to letting his mind wander as you went on and on about God knows what, faking an interested nod as you pointed at the colorful images in his textbook. Mind so far from what you were teaching, too busy imagining how your tongue would feel on his neck, tiny hands around down his jeans.
He'd probably have to walk you through it, teach you how to make him feel good. So inexperienced, innocent, of course, you'd need him to guide you. Probably never dealt with a dick like his, you'd definitely need him to walk you through it.
Yoongi's still got a loose grip on your fingers, staring blankly at you and it's been a few seconds of it. As soon as you're moving to pull your hand from his grasp, though, he's reacting, fingers intertwining with yours before dropping to rest on your lap. He liked the feeling of your hand in his much more than he was willing to admit.
“I know everything,” You probably look like a deer caught in headlights, eyes wide and jaw dropped. There's an apology ready on your lips, heart pounding in your ears as you try to form the right words. All you can think though, is how? And why was he bringing it up like this of all ways? “W-what?” You barely trust the word as it leaves your lips.
The smirk that plays on his lips does nothing to ease your nerves. “I know you talked to the dean,” Not at all what you were expecting him to say, but you play it off. Relief washing over your body, letting out a nervous laugh.
“I didn't...” You start, but quickly realize there's no use in lying about it. The jig is up. “How'd you find out?” Looking up at him sheepishly, you try your best to gauge what he's thinking and whether or not he's upset.
He doesn't give anything away, simply shrugging his shoulders. “There's no way they'd go against policy without someone like you putting pressure on it,”
“Oh.” You did have a bit of a pull when it came to the office. The hours you've spent volunteering for the school, organizing events, and just overall being an extra hand for the staff was enough, not to mention your grades that you were positive were used in the welcome brochure this year. They loved you in there.
“Don't worry, I'm not mad.” Yoongi actually looks at you as he speaks, eliminating any room for confusion on his feelings. Still, you feel the need to justify your actions. “I know you can raise your scores, Yoongi. Just realistically speaking, it won't happen in time.”
He's lifting a large hand, waving it in the air as if to literally brush the push away. “I know that. You're the only person who thinks I can, so I didn't doubt that” It sounds a bit sad to hear him say that, yet you're not sure why. He doesn't look sad, emotionless as he says it but that doesn't stop the heavy feeling you get in your chest upon hearing it.
So, of course, you're rushing to reassure him, even if he doesn't need it. “I'm sure that's not true. You have a bunch of friends,” The corners of his lips as he blows air through his nose, a short unamused chuckle.
“I do, don't I?” He says, but it doesn't sound the way it should.
You have no time to dwell on it, though, his hands reaching forward for the zipper of his jacket that swallows your frame. Attention shifting to his fingers as he grasps the metal, tugging it up until your entire body is hidden from the cold. “Keep that zipped. Do you want me to walk you home? I'm kinda tired.” He's gently brushing your legs from his lap, hopping to his feet before you've even answered.
Still, you take the hand the hand that he extends out to you, standing alongside him. He takes a moment to shove the remaining snacks into his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder before he's leading the two of you off of the field.
He's quiet as he navigates his way through the campus, taking your directions even though he doesn't need any help finding his way to the girls' dorms. Nothing is said between the two of you and guilt bubbles in your chest, knowing that you have something to do with this new silence. Either the you that tutors him or the you that gets him off, either way, it's your fault.
It's the flashes of disappointment you catch as he loses himself in his thoughts, most likely had hoped that you would've shown up at some point tonight, but it was getting too late to wait and there was no way he was going to let you walk back home alone at this time. He had no choice but to pack up and leave, accept defeat. You weren't coming.
Yoongi does, though, make one comment about crashing as soon as he gets home. And you're so desperate to lighten the mood that you're latching on to the small opening and using it as a chance to stroke his ego. That surely would be the reset button on him, right? “Your back must be killing you from carrying the whole team like that,”
A laugh actually leaves his lips and you feel the pride cruise through your body. “Right? You should learn how to give Nuru Massages, they work wonders.” He's hitting you with a cheeky grin and a suggestive lift of his brows, so you're deciding your work is done. A large smile spreading across your lips, proud of yourself for at least getting him to laugh after ruining his night the way you had.
He's catching on to the way your face lights up instantly, completely disregarding the lack of forced annoyance to his overtly sexual comment. Too taken with how your face looks. And then something's clicking in his mind. “I figured what was with your face earlier. You were smiling.”
“Oh, come on. I smile!” Eyes rolling up at him, but your smile never falls.
Yoongi's shaking his head in a real animated way, body swinging slightly with the movement. “Not around me. You're always so serious. You never laugh at my jokes,” He always tried so hard to distract you when it came to studying, hoping that you'd forget about the lesson plan and just chill.
Did you really have to quiz him each and every time he showed up? It just didn't make sense. “Your jokes aren't funny,” The deadpan tone that he's sure you only use on him is back. “I'm funny!” He's loudly defending, catching the attention of some students passing by. He's quickly locking eyes with one of them close enough to reach, tapping his hand against the guy's chest. “Hey. Tell her I'm hilarious,” He speaks with a large grin.
You quite literally see the stars forming in the kid's eyes as if he's been approached by a full-time superstar. “He's hilarious.” The words are directed to you, but his gaze never drops from Yoongi. “Hi, Yoongi! You were amazing tonight! I've never seen someone-” Words catching in his throat as Yoongi turns his attention away from him, directing it back down to you.
“See? I'm hilarious.” A triumphant sparkle in his eye, so you have no other choice but to agree.
You're reaching the front door of your dorm much quicker than you would've liked, hoped to see Yoongi's large gummy smile for a little bit longer as he recounted story after story to further prove how hilarious he actually was.
He stands in front of you, hands in his pockets and toe kicking at a random rock he's found on the ground. The unsure, nerve-wracking feeling in his chest is foreign and he has no idea why it's coming up now with you of all people. “You weren't boring today,” He says, but he really means to say that he had fun hanging out with him.
Thankfully, you're not offended by the constant way he's calling you boring. Instead, you just simply roll those pretty eyes. “If I wasn't boring, you'd still be sat on the sidelines.” His jaw drops, looking thoroughly scandalized. “That was mean!” He speaks through a laugh, reaching out to lightly push at your shoulder.
A string of giggles leave your lips and that has him wanting to laugh more. You two much look crazy, stood in front of the dorms laughing at really nothing. It's a few moments before the laughter dies down, smiles resting on your lips. “Thank you for talking to the dean.” He's sincere and he wants you to know that, looking you right in the eyes as he speaks.
“Nobody roots for me the way that you do,” Again. He doesn't even sound sad, but the words make you feel like he is. And you're rushing to take care of it. “Did you not hear the entire gym chanting your name?”
Never been to a game before, so you had assumed he was exaggerating when he claimed to be the star of the team. Boy, were you wrong. Most of the points made tonight were shot by him, hardly ever missed, and the way he ducked and dodged the much taller players was definitely something to awe over.
“That's different.” He's quick to shake your words off. “I know I can make the shots, they do too. You root for me in things that I don't know I can do, but you do.” It's the most serious that you've ever seen Yoongi before and you're not sure how to react.
So you decide not to think too deeply into it, pushing a smile onto your lips as you reach your arm out to rest a hand on his shoulder. “I can detect potential. It's a gift,” Taking a moment to stroke your own ego before landing two pats on his back and pulling away, distracting yourself to search for your keys.
He's agreeing with nothing but a nod, taking advantage of your dropped gaze to shamelessly admire you. He wasn't kidding when he had mentioned how pretty he thought you were. Tonight and when you first met. But, there was something holding him back when it came to making a move. Like he knew it wouldn't work on you. That you were different.
It's weird because he doesn't even want to try with the tricks and antics. Enjoyed the little study sessions filled with middle school flirting, slowly getting to know you, and moments like these where he got to steal glances when you were looking.
Until you were, eyes drifting up to meet his stare and you're instantly hitting him with a look of confusion. Before you're putting together why he's stood there staring at you. “Oh! Do you want your jacket back?” Hands moving to reach for the zipper, but he's quickly stopping you.
It's not much longer than the dress that you had been wearing and not made from the warmest of fabrics, but he liked seeing you wrapped up in something that he knew belonged to him. “No, you're fine. Keep it. I was just... goodnight?” He's taking two awkward steps back, nearly stumbling when you're flashing a smile up at him.
“I'll see you Thursday!” You call, but he can't even muster out a proper answer. Simply nodding his head as he backs further away from you, actually watching until you're entering the dorm. Not turning around until you're completely out of sight and even still, he has that awkward feeling in his chest.
What the fuck is going on!?
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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kimnjss · 3 months ago
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(bonus) turn the page | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: idk man i just be writing...
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 1.5K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: none(?)
⤑ A/N: hiiii! quick drabble of their little study session at his house . nothing too crazy but lmao this is how yoongi acts when they’re alone . nd i can’t get enough of itttt !
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may 5th, 2021 | 13:17
“you write poetry!?” taking it upon yourself to browse around his room while he sprawled out on his bed, arms behind his head as he waited for you. the last time you were here, you had made it a point to stay out of his room. didn't trust yourself.
but with jimin taking up the living room with his loud music and even louder phone conversations (why he didn't do this at his own house was beyond you) you had no other choice but to agree to yoongi's suggestion in studying upstairs. and his room was filled with so many pieces of his personality that you wouldn't see if you didn't know him well.
you had also gawked at the sewing machine tucked behind his bedroom door. he was quick to tell you that it belonged to jimin and he just hadn't returned it. but, didn't have much to say when you asked him if he knew how to use it: 'obviously,' and a simple roll of his eyes as he dropped his body onto the bed. for the first time wishing that you'd just get on with the tutoring.
his poetry book is the next interesting thing you find in your snooping, underneath the balled up papers that you were positive were the worksheets you've printed out for him. you're snatching up the notebook before he has a chance to respond, body jolting up to a seated position – eyes wide. “that's not mine!” he says, a bit too fast and desperate and it has a giggle falling from your lips.
“then what's... 'min yoongi's, don't touch!!'.” reading out the words scribbled out on front of the book in his messy handwriting before you're turning it around so he can get a look for himself.
yoongi's rolling those pretty brown eyes of his, arm stretching out to beckon you over. “oh, so you can read,” not moving, you take to sticking your tongue out at his mocking tone, flipping the first page open on his book. “who's 'first love' about?” all you're reading is the title before you're lifting your head to look up at him.
“not you. bring it here,” taking slow steps in his direction, you take your time reading through the scribbles. his messy hand writing that you had to learn to understand these past few weeks. he wrote how he thought, scribbling over his words instead of erasing and circling boldly circling what he shouldn't scribbled over.
it was mess, but you could still read it perfectly and not only that you could feel it too. the words that he used and how he must've felt while writing them down were all right there on the page, nearly tangible. it was incredible.
you're stopping in front of him, knees pressed into the edge of his bed. his heart pounding in his ears because you haven't stopped reading, but at the same time he doesn't want to make you stop. never has he showed anyone his writing before, but he wants you to read it. to hear what you think. silently hoping that you like it.
“no matter where i am, you always defended that spot. but i didn't know that would be the last. you say don't leave like this,” hearing you read it out loud has embarrassment warming his face and the chance that you might think it's lame is creeping in, so he's reaching forward to take it from your hands.
but you're turning before he can even get his fingers on it. back facing him so of course he does the next logical thing, hands reaching for your hips, he pulls your body down on to the bed. in one swift movement your butt is wedged between his legs, back pressed against his chest. he's got an arm secured around your waist and your heart is fighting it's way out of your chest.
you've got this down to a science, thankfully, so it doesn't show on your face. going on with your reading as if you weren't secretly waiting to feel his dick brush up against you. “they're raps. not poems,” he corrects your earlier statement, managing to reach his hand up and pull the book from your hands without a fight.
“do you know what rap stands for?” turning your head to face him, you're shocked with how close your faces are. fully aware with how close you are and the fact that you're not supposed to be. he doesn't seem as shocked as you are, playfully poking his tongue out at your comment. you're not even able to come up with a proper remark, unable to focus on anything but the way his body feels pressed against yours. and how you wished there were less layers blocking you.
his grip tightens as you shift in his arms, effectively pinning your body between his legs while chucking his notebook to the side. the text book that you're supposed to be working out of is a few inches away, so he's able to reach it without having to let you go. dropping it into your lap, he's resting back against the headboard.
“read it to me,” so nonchalant as if he wasn't turning your brain to mush with each unfocused brush of his fingers. “like this?” how he expected you to concentrate on reading like this was beyond you.
but he's nodding, sitting back up to rest his chin on your shoulder, peaking at the pages of the book. “yeah. you smell nice,” he's so close, nose nuzzled in your hair and though it just happened, you can't piece how you ended up like this.
that was the thing with yoongi. nothing he did was calculated, he just did what he felt like when he felt like it. he felt like wrapping his arms around you and holding you in his lap, so that's what he did. and you were so weak for him that you didn't even think to protest (not like you wanted to). a subtle warmth crowded your chest from having his arms around you, the tickle of his breath against your neck.
you read the words out for him to hear, not sure if he's even paying attention. you're still focused as you read, keeping your mind off of the mindless way he fiddles with the hem of your shirt. it continues like that for a few minutes, words morphing together barely making sense to you.
then all at once, he's pulling his arm from around you, no longer able to ignore the way your hair tickles his face. he's having his own fight with your hair, each time he swipes it away it's hitting back with more. and you notice, pulling the hair tie from your wrist without slowing your words and handing it back to him.
yoongi's grabbing it right away, gathering the long strands in both hands, managing to create a bun at the back of your head. long fingers grazing the back of your neck as he moves the pieces he's missed out of the way before setting his head back down on your shoulder. shivers run down your spine at your touch, body going rigid as you turn to look at him.
as if all of that... all of this was just dawning on you. how comfortable it felt having him wrapped around you, naturally being without a second thought. when you were used to at least three thoughts, especially when it was in the romance department. he doesn't look at all bothered, pretty eyes boring into yours.
there's a split second flash of something else in them as he looks at you. like maybe you're not alone in the feelings of heat bubbling your stomach. thoughts you've been tucking away... saving for later, so clear on his face. it's hard to look away, completely wrapped up in his trance.
his large hand spread over your stomach as he leans toward you, heightening your senses because you're convinced he's gonna kiss you. why else would he be coming so close after looking at you like that for so long. the laugh he lets out vibrates against your back, cheeks lifting as he rolls his eyes.
“what?” couldn't place what could be funny about this situation, being so close to him and undoubtedly concerned for your sanity. his laughing doesn't settle, head tilting to point toward the book.
and your brow is furrowing, sending a quizzical glance to the pages as if you'd find the answer to his chuckles there. “turn the page,” his voice rings deep in your ear, setting of a pang between your legs that you choose to ignore.
he's leaning back all at once as if he didn't just turn you on to no end without even doing anything really. smirking at you without a care in the world, so you act accordingly. putting a bit of space between you in order to catch your breath, as you flip the page.
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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at your pace | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: fluff… and hints of angst.
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 2.2K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: none!!
⤑ A/N: hii! not much to say here, LOL! we’re getting soooo close tho - i don’t want to give too much away. this chapter comes in two parts so keep that in mind as you read and let me know what you think! x
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JUNE 12TH, 2021 | 11:23
The fact of 'top players getting their own room' should've been enough to warn you of the special treatment you were about to witness and yet, you couldn't help but find yourself shocked at just how spoiled Min Yoongi was. While the rest of the team was subject to a stinky bus ride, a sleek Uber was pulling up in front of Yoongi's place to pick him up.
He doesn't even seem slightly phased handing both of your bags over before slipping into the backseat. It's comfortable, so he's falling asleep the moment you're hitting the highway. That wasn't even the height of it, very clear that the nicest room was chosen for him – complete with a Jacuzzi in the bathroom.
“You want something to eat?” Speaking as he carelessly tosses his bag onto the bed and reaching for the room service catalog that was neatly placed on his bed. As if this was the norm, not a second spared to marvel at the city view right outside his window or the electric fireplace that has conveniently been switched on.
Barely registering his question, you're too busy taking it all in. Oohing and awing at every turn, eyes nearly popping out your head when you're stepping onto the balcony and getting a close-up view of the pretty skyline. “Or we could go down to the restaurant and grab something... it's on the school,” He says through a chuckle, following you outside.
You're instantly being surrounded by his warmth, arms on either side of your body and effectively caging you between his chest and the railing. He's instantly resting his chin on your shoulder, nose nudging in your hair – a position you've quickly pinned as his favorite. 
“Are you happy you came along?” He's letting out a hum, the same sound he makes just moments before he's saying: “You smell so good,” Words laced through a sleepy sigh, the nap he took in the car catching up with him.
Normally, close contact like this would frazzle you, cause you to overthink, and disappear into yourself. There wasn't even a slight inkling of that when you were with Yoongi, though. Every smile, touch, and kiss felt so natural. Like you've been doing this for years like it's always been you and him.
And the last thing you wanted to do was ruin that. As selfish as it sounded, you'd miss being this close to him too much – which is where your hesitance of telling him about your account came from. What if he wanted nothing to do with you after that? Even if it felt like you've been like this forever – it only just started and you weren't the least bit ready to let it go.
The timing was off, so you'd just wait for a different moment. Another chance.
“Should we go see what they have at the restaurant?” Untangling yourself from your grasp, he's giving you the bit of space that you need to move. Which is not a lot since he's obsessed with being close to you. He's following your steps back into the room, watching as you slip your shoes back on.
He's right behind you like a puppy, mimicking your movements before he's shooting a large smile in your direction. An arm outstretched and fingers wiggling at you, you don't hesitate to take his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers. And he's instantly pulling you into his side before leading you out of the room.
You walk down the hallway like that, all the way to the elevator where he shifts to pull you in front of him. An arm secured around your waist and chin finding your shoulder again. Stood in comfortable silence with the older lady that scrolls through her phone. Again, it feels natural – you're not racking your brain for things to say or wondering what he's thinking. Just content tucked into his embrace, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against your back.
The ding of the elevator pulls you apart and he's reaching for your hand again, wishing the lady a hushed 'have a good day,' before he's leading you into the dining room. You recognize players from the team scattered around the room, his coach, and some cheerleaders that found themselves in the same position as you.
It doesn't take long before Yoongi is spotting Jungkook and Hoseok, tucked in the corner with a wide-eyed girl sat between them. “Do you want to sit with them? Or do you want to be alone?” Only then is it dawning on you that you've never formally met his friends before. Just in the passing or through stories that he'd tell you as a way to distract from his school work.
Was that normal? To be introduced to his friends like this if you weren't truly together? Granted, you all went to the same school so you'd run into them eventually – but did this mean anything? “You're thinking too hard about it, let's just sit alone.” Yoongi's cutting into your thoughts, ready to pull you in the other direction.
“Oh, no. It's fine, we can sit with them.” If you had known his face would light up like that, you would've made your decision sooner. “They're not that bad, I promise.” He's rushing out as he leads you to their table.
'Not that bad' was definitely generous. The moment you're sitting down, attention is shifting from their girl over to you. Taking you in as if you were prey that just stumbled into the Lion's Den. The one that you recognized to be Jungkook has not bothered to lift his gaze from your chest while Hoseok is looking you over as if he's two seconds from jumping across the table.
You've never wished for the presence of Park Jimin more, no doubt he'd be calling out their odd behavior unlike Yoongi who's focused has turned to the items on the menu. “So you're the sexy geek that's been taking up all of our Yoongi's time?” You're not sure to fawn over the fact that Jeon Jungkook just called you sexy, or be annoyed that the fact he tagged 'geek' on to the end of it.
The words catch Yoongi's attention, though, his eyes squinting as he stares in his friends' direction. “Don't call her that,” And you're not sure if he's referring to 'sexy' or 'geek', but the arm he slings over your shoulders does its job at getting his friends to back off and turn their attention back to the girl they had been talking up before.
Dinner continues like that, with Yoongi's arm wrapped around your shoulders. His friends manage to relax enough to carry on a decent conversation and you're quickly picking up on why Yoongi liked them so much. Jungkook and Hoseok fed off each other, loved trying to one-up one another which made for extremely entertaining conversations... once you got past the blatant fuckboy tendencies.
It was clear that they didn't take things all too seriously, not even themselves. It was almost refreshing, going from your friends who always made sure their plans had plans to a 'go with the flow' type of attitude. It was different and something you could see yourself getting used to.
“You wanna come swimming after this, Yn? Yoongi wants to see you in a bikini,” Jungkook is blurting out with a smirk, dodging the crouton that's tossed in his direction by the blushing man beside you. “What? Did I lie?” He says through a laugh, which Yoongi ignores, he'd bowed to pay special attention to his meal.
It's cute. The middle school reaction from someone like Yoongi as if he hasn't seen dozen upon dozens of girls in things more scandalous than a two-piece swimsuit. Yet, here he was acting all shy and nervous at the thought of seeing you in one. You'd be a liar to say that didn't make your heart tingle.
With a shrug, you're nodding your head. Silently agreeing to their plans and you don't miss the way Yoongi's face lights up.
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JUNE 12TH, 2021 | 13:47
Yoongi can't help the way his eyes drift to the glass doors as the seconds' tick by. Only half invested in the game of Tips with Jungkook and Hoseok, too busy trying to catch a glimpse of you on the way down to the pool. Like the gentlemen he was trying so hard to be, he left the room so you can get changed comfortably. When really the only place he wanted to be was sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes set on you.
Had half the mind to get out the water and head straight for the room, but he ignores the nagging ache in his legs with the reminder he had said you'd go at your pace. What had possessed him to say that was beyond him. How was he going to keep it together all weekend? Seeing you up close and sharing a room, surely he didn't think this through.
He's walking away from the game the fourth time he's being hit in the chest with the ball, moving to the edge of the pool at the same time you're making your way outside. Taking you in, he's not even half surprised at your choice of attire. A soft smile playing on his lips as you hang your towel and sink into the above beside him.
“What?” Speaking through a giggle, legs kicking out in front of you. He's swimming closer to you with a shake of his head, wet hands wrapping around your legs. A mischievous smile playing on his lips and you're certain the thought of pulling you into the water with him is bubbling in his mind.
He doesn't act on it just yet, though. “I like your suit,” Compliments from Yoongi always flow in like clockwork and they always have the same effect, a large smile spreading across your features. Two arms stretched out in front of you, your head dips down to check out your long sleeve one piece.
“Thank you. Divers wear them,” You beam, positive that this was the last thing he expected to see you in. Following his friend's comments about a bikini, yet he didn't look the slightest bit disappointed. Too focused on sneakily tugging you into the water, distracting you with the slow way his hands sneak up your legs.
You don't even notice you're waist-deep until he's turning you around, back resting against the wall while your body rests against his. Wet fingers pushing your hair off your shoulders as he falls into the steps he takes before kissing you. Always the same, but never failing to send a shiver down your spine.
Warm hand covering the back of your neck, thumb caressing your skin. His tongue pushes out to wet his lips as his eyes flicker down to yours. You notice the shift in his breathing as if he's preparing himself. And then slowly, with the grip he holds on your neck, he's pulling you down. All the way down till your mouths are touching, lightly at first... that's when he lets out the low groan – as if he's been waiting for this moment all day. He kisses you fully after that.
As always, his lips are soft – moving against yours slowly. Cautiously swiping his tongue over your lower lips and waiting. The shift happens when your jaw drops, allowing him to push his way through. He's quickly losing himself in the kiss, pulling you closer and daring you to keep up. Free hand set on your hip as he tugs your lower lip into his mouth.
Faintly, you hear the whoop of his friends behind him. Their chuckles and shouts for the two of you to get a room. And where you'd normally be embarrassed, you can't find it in yourself to care. Not when Yoongi is mapping a trail down your neck with his mouth.
“Tell them to fuck off,” He mutters into your skin, teeth lightly brushing against you. It takes everything not to let a moan slip, coherent enough to at least keep that piece of dignity. “Fuck off,” You sigh, not sounding nearly as intimating as you intended. Which pulls a chorus of laughter from his friends.
"My mini-me," You can hear the smile in his voice, even with his face buried in the crook of your neck. 
He's pulling back at the breathy tone of your voice, peaking up to take in the flushed look on your face, the dazed look in your eyes. A grin plays on his lips, obviously proud of himself for the way he's able to rile you up so easily. It had quickly become his favorite thing ever since he agreed to take things at your pace.
Never one to pressure or force you, but he was having a hell of a time pushing your limits. Testing the waters, seeing how far he can get until you were finally snapping. Paid close enough attention to you to know when to pull back or when you wanted more. And judging from the lust-filled gaze you poorly tried to mask, it wouldn't be long before you're begging for more.
PART TWO UP TOMORROW!!
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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(bonus) fuck me | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: (??)
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 1.5K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: none(?)
⤑ A/N: hellooo! there’s really no point to this drabble lmao ., just some of their interactions nd a sort of feel on how yoongi acts when it’s just the two of them . either way enjoy !! let me know what you think ., don’t be a silent reader !! x
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“should i put a movie in?” lights dimmed to set the perfect mood, yoongi's hair sticks to his forehead – wet from his shower. sure to be fresh and clean by the time you arrived, he was hopping in the shower the moment you were agreeing to coming over. dressed in a plain white t-shirt and sweats from the dryer. a few spritz of his cologne, a scent he was sure was hard to resist.
you don't react the way he expects when he's opening the door, stepping past him without a second glance. he doesn't let that get to him, though, leading you into the living room where he was sure to fluff the pillows and set some blankets. “you shouldn't,” two words shattering his plans for tonight.
tugging the dramatically large bag further onto your shoulder, you're passing him to enter the kitchen. “where are your text books?” you speak while emptying out the contents of your bag onto the table, large binders, notebooks and your favorite red pens crowding the table.
with a shrug of his shoulders, he's moving to stand behind you. “left them at school,” when he had asked you over, the last thing on his mind was doing homework. obvious with the setup in the living room, he was hoping for something less educational to take place when you were coming over.
you were hot in a nerdy type of way. It had to be all the close contact and the way he caught you looking at him when you thought he wasn't looking... not that he was complaining, he knew that he was a good looking guy so the fact that you noticed too was the least bit surprising to him.
why you bothered to act like you weren't desperate for his attention was beyond him, though. “that's okay, i have some pages memorized.” you're slipping into a seat and gesturing for him to take the empty one beside you. he's moving to slump into the chair, thigh knocking against yours as he scoots closer to you.
“are we really just going to study?” maybe you're playing a trick on him.
you don't even bother to look up from your page, scribbling mock test questions onto the paper for him to later solve. “what else would we do?” keeping up with the façade was harder than you thought. you wanted so badly to just give in, say yes to the movie and what you knew came with it.
but, you had your image to worry about. you weren't the yn that could just sleep with whoever and do whatever, never been able to fully delve into your desires and it was no easier now. maybe, it would've been different if you lost your virginity when you were in high school like everyone else.
you've held on to it for too long now it felt like it would be a waste to just do it. waited this long, you couldn't just throw it away. no matter how much you wanted to.
yoongi doesn't bother to hide the roll of his eyes, head dropping to rest on the table a small pout forming on his lips. he looked cute, but you try not to stare. there were moments like that, when the intimidating sex appeal would melt away and he was just cute. it came in flashes and you'd miss it if you weren't paying attention... good thing you were always paying attention.
“are you sure you don't want to watch a movie?” the tips of his fingers tug at the sleeve of your cardigan, big puppy dog stare directed up to you. can't help but wonder what his friends would think if they saw him like this. it's so out of character and if you hadn't dealt with him like this before, you would've been shocked.
his nose is scrunching cutely as you push the sheet of questions in his direction, taking one look at the words scribbled on the page before he's pushing back from the table. “i need to go put my earrings in,” he's mumbling, not giving you much time to protest before he's stalking off to what you assume is his room.
yoongi's gone for a full ten minutes, enough time for you to assume that he's just not coming back. but when he does, he has a small collection of earrings in his hand. the mock test being pushed out of the way as he drops them on to the table. “i like to keep them in at home, i have to take them out for basketball.”
why he felt the need to deal with his ears now was beyond you. you've noticed his earrings before, the mix and match of hoops and studs that adorned his lobes. “how many piercings do you have?” you're asking before you can stop yourself, intrigue trumping the need to keep focus on his work.
“seven. four on my left and three on my right.” he turns his head from side to side for you to get a good look. two studs on the lobe of his left ear and two rings dangling from the cartridge, three hoops on the right. it just adds to the attraction that bubbles in your chest whenever you're close to him.
it's hard to look away from the way his long fingers tug at the rings that hang from his ears, cherry pink tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth, something that you've noticed he does when he's concentrating. his tongue would feel so good on your skin, you're sure of it. large hands mapping out the curves of your body until he's finally finding your chest. you've never noticed until now how perfectly his hands would feet over your breasts if you focused hard enough you could just barely imagine how it would feel to have the tips of his fingers toying with your nipples. hands so skilled, he'd probably be able to get you to cum just by doing that.
so focused on him and the thoughts that swirl in your mind, you miss the smirk that plays on his lips. it's not until he's letting out a chuckle do you notice the cocky look on his face. “what? do you think that's hot?”
deny. deny. deny. “no? what the heck? i was just looking,”
but because yoongi was never the guy to let something go, he's pushing on. “really? could've sworn you made a face.”
he could very much be telling the truth, no telling how you looked while imaging the taste of the cool metal of his earrings on your tongue. “a face like what?” you play dumb and hope for the best.
whatever he's thinking, he no longer wishes to share it with you. granting just a single shrug of his shoulders before he's reaching in front of him to pull the paper back into view. “a face like you were thinking..” he trails off dramatically, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as his eyes drag over your frame.
he looks as if he's moments from pouncing. the hammering in your chest only intensifies as he scoots closer, reaching toward you and for a second you're sure he's gonna wrap his hand around your neck. and you nearly tilt your head up to allow him the proper access. the warmth you were expecting never comes, instead he's plucking a ball of lint off of your shoulder and flicking it away.
still close enough that you can see the tiny specks of gold in his eyes when he's looking up at you fully. and then all at once he's scooting away, letting out a dramatic sigh before he's lifting his pencil and pulling the paper back in front of him. “too bad you want me to work,” he says with a dramatic roll of his eyes, lazily getting started on the first problem.
yoongi is quiet for all of six seconds, taking a quick glance at the sheet in front of him and further deciding he'd much rather do anything else. and his favorite thing to do when he doesn't want to do his work is fuck with you. “i know you want to fuck me,” he's saying randomly, barely lifting his head to look at you.
if he hears the gasp you let out, he acts like he hasn't – pencil scribbling shapes onto the paper while your heart thumps in your chest, convinced that you've been made. “w-what?” your face feels hot and it takes everything for you not to reach up and cover it.
his head lifts as he lets his eyes dance over your features, a smirk playing on his lips at the sight of your stunned expression. an amused laugh is falling from his lips and all you want to know is what he's thinking right now. he doesn't give away much, just shakes his head before turning his attention back to his paper.
“fuck me... with this work, you know? it's hard and i know you do that on purpose,” he complains a slight whine punctuating his words. you laugh it off with a roll of your eyes even though you're sure that's not what he was talking about in the first place. seemed almost as if he was testing you, gauging your reaction before pushing on.
and you have no idea if you passed or failed.
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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risk it | myg
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⤑  series: cyberslut
⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
⤑ genre: lmao idk fr... kinda angst(?)
⤑ rating: pg13
⤑ word count: 3.8K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: hm... none?? jungkook is confused lmao nd yoongi is still a hoe :)
⤑ A/N: hii! thank you so much for waiting i love y’all! anyway not much to say except for i love them sooo much :(( - just let me know what you think x 
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JUNE 27TH, 2021 | 00:10
It's a full hour before you and Yoongi are deciding to rejoin the rest of the party. He takes his time with getting out of bed, constantly finding reasons to pin you down and pull you into another long make-out session. It's a wonder people are still scattered around when you're finally making it downstairs.
Hoseok is the first to spot you two, hands circling his mouth as he lets out a loud 'whoop!' His voice catches the attention of some of the people standing around and the obnoxious way he claps his hands together catches the attention of everyone else. They're instantly joining in on the applause, even though they have no idea why they're clapping. Sheep.
The attention has a blush creeping up the back of your neck, cheeks growing hot as the cheers grow louder. Yoongi's letting out a loud laugh, arm pulling your body tighter into his chest before leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of your head.
He's leading the two of you down the steps like that, plopping down on the couch with your body tucked into his side. “You want something to drink?” You're just barely nodding and like magic, someone is standing to pour something out for the both of you. Red solo cups in hand within minutes.
Party still in full swing, music blaring and chatter overlapping. Yoongi's easily jumping into the conversation that's happening around him with people you've never seen before. He keeps his arm wrapped around your shoulders the entire time, your body tucked close into his. His warmth surrounds you as he speaks, the soft vibration of his voice tickling your back.
“Hey, Yoongi.” Voice sweet as honey, your eyes are instantly shooting up to the pretty girl that just sauntered her way over. The laughing fit Yoongi was in the middle of comes to a fast stop as his attention is stolen, eyes racking up her scarcely covered body.
She looks good, you can't deny that no matter how much you want to. Honey blonde hair falling in loose waves, pretty brown eyes, and a smile that dazzled white behind her perfectly glossed lips. The dress she's wearing leaves very little to the imagination, hugging her tight and stopping just below her ass. She's pretty, skin golden and glowing – Yoongi's obvious noticed.
“Hi, Paris.” He sounds a bit too chipper for your liking.
'Paris' doesn't even spare a glance in your direction, pointing a manicured finger at the small empty space beside him. “Can I sit by you?” She's talking all low and sweet and he's hurriedly scooting over to make more room for her to sink down beside him.
The tips of her fingers brush against his bicep as she scoots in closer and he doesn't even bother to flinch away. “You were great in the last game,” Yoongi's eyebrows are shooting up as if you hadn't told him that a million times as if he didn't have a whole stadium chanting that.
“You were there?” He says in slight wonder. She nods, a soft smile playing on her lips. Big deal. You were there too! Drove hours in the car with his dumb ass just to be there, did he manage to forget that now that Miss Paris was cooing in his direction. “I sat in the front row,” Her fingers are finding his arm again and his lips are lifting in a proud smile.
She shifts some more, causing him to scoot over some – thigh knocking against yours, and for the first time in five minutes he's remembering that you're sat right next to him. That his arm is still around you. His shock is clear on his features, brows shot up and jaw slack.
He's sputtering, trying to find the right words to defend himself. Anything to get you to believe he didn't just forget about you. But, you're not letting him get that far. “You're a dick,” Hand twisting to empty the contents of your cup onto him, staining his white shirt. You don't even stay long enough to catch his reaction, shaking his arm from around you and storming off.
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JUNE 27TH, 2021 | 00:28
Bored of the senseless chatter, Hoseok is slipping away just moments after you and Yoongi are joining the little circle. Friendly enough to bounce from circle to circle and charismatic enough to blend in with everyone no matter the topic. He can go from debating with the geeks to shooting pool with the jocks in a blink of an eye.
In the midst of mixing and mingling when his eyes catch sight of the floral print of a flowy dress that's two inches too short. His eyes follow the short-haired girl from the living room to the kitchen where she scans over the drink options. 
Lips pursed to the side, he can clearly see the deep dimple on her cheek. Eyes two round circles, lined neatly with black – he doesn't bother to stop himself from imagining how good they'd look rolled back, fluttering as he goes down on her.
Just a few feet away someone else watches her, over the brim of his cup like he wasn't being the most obvious. He's tall... too tall, choppy hair covered by a hat. Handsome in a less obvious way and Hoseok is sure he'd be able to win this girl over if he wasn't stuck watching her from the corner like the neighborhood peeping Tom. Although he could be reading the situation all wrong... maybe the two of them did know of them and the borderline-stalking was part of some freaky foreplay they had set up.
Only one way to find out.
Weaving through the crowd of dancing bodies, Hoseok is walking straight up to the watcher, lips stretched into a wide smile just in case he was actually dealing with a basket case. No need to freak the guy out and put the entire party in danger. “You know her?” He asks before even saying hello, always one to get right down to business.
Joon startles at the sudden question, only now realizing he had been staring. He thought he was being subtle, trying to work up the courage to go over and say more than just 'Hi, Luna'. He already used that one when she was showing up with Jin, smiling brightly up at him as she returned the greeting. And he could tell that she wanted him to say more, but he didn't know what so he was rushing off like he was late for surgery.
“I want to,” He sighs, the confession slipping out before he can even stop himself. Of course, he knew the boring stuff about her. Her name, the breakfast she always snuck into class, how she doodled all over her notebook when she should be taking notes, the cute she'd get on her face whenever she was confused. Knowing that that was fine, but he wanted to know her.
Hoseok is raising a brow suspiciously, eyes shifting from where Joon stands to where Luna is, picking through the snacks for something she likes. “You know that's not gonna happen from all the way over here, right?” He says through a laugh.
With a long sip from his drink, Namjoon is rolling his eyes at the shorter man. “No, shit. Don't you think I know that?” He's huffing out, eyes lifting to steal another glance at the girl.
“You just gotta for it, man. Or else someone else will,” Hoseok is letting his eyes wander back to the kitchen, taking in the length of the girl's legs and how they flex as she wanders around. He gives Joon a full thirty seconds to make a move before he's turning away, heading straight for the kitchen.
Namjoon watches in slight shock as Hobi makes his way up to Luna, crowding her as he speaks softly. He watches the way her face shifts from confused to please, laughing along with whatever stupid thing he's said. Anger bubbles in his chest as he reaches out to touch her, fingers dancing down the skin of her arm. And she doesn't push him away!
Hanging on to every word as if she just said 'Hi,' to Joon just hours before. And yes, he knew that a simple hi didn't mean they were heading down the aisle, but he liked to dream. But, this guy was effectively stomping on his dreams with his ridiculously bright-colored shoes.
He's deciding enough is enough when Hoseok is leaning in to whisper in her ear, lips just barely brushing against the shell of it. He's stomping over a scowl on his face, speech ready on his lips about how uncool whatever he's doing is. “Hey.” Hoseok is turning around, mock surprise on his face.
“There he is now! He's much more handsome when he's not scowling, trust me. You know Luna, right?” It takes a few moments before the pieces are coming together in Joon's mind. Was this how wing-manning worked? He wasn't sure, but Luna is smiling at him so he doesn't really care about much else.
The hammering in his chest only gets worse when she speaks, “Hi, Joon. I actually wanted to tell you I really liked the presentation you did...” He's sure she said more that, probably went over the details of what she liked, but it was hard to focus after hearing the way his name sounded coming from her lips.
The fact that she even knew his name at all.
Somehow, he manages a coherent response. Thanking her and fumbling to find a compliment that was deeper than a lame: 'you're pretty'. He likes the way her dimple appears as she speaks so he keeps coming up with questions just to keep her talking.
There were obvious signs of a woman being interested, the way she talks, how she looks at you... aimlessly walking around a kitchen so she's in your line of view. Obvious signs that Joon missed because he was so deep in his head. It only made sense that Hoseok, the more experience out of the two, stepped in to help the man out.
Never let a bro miss a lay, that was bro code 101. Seeing that he's no longer needed, Hoseok is excusing himself with a light pat on Joon's shoulder. He barely gets a head nod in acknowledgment, which has him shaking his head in slight disbelief. After all, he's done.
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JUNE 27TH, 2021 | 00:46
Jungkook is the most competitive out of all of his friends, can make a game out of almost anything, and even if it's completely made up by him – he needs proof that he's the best. And that very reason alone is how he loses the attention of Ayeong Lee, a random cheerleader he decided was the love of his life for the night.
Ayeong was more concerned about who was crazier about her, bouncing between him and Jin for the duration of the night. Soaking up all the attention from the handsome men she could get. Giddy at the first round of beer pong for her hand, her dream of being a princess who had two princes fighting over her finally being realized.
That's quickly fizzling out when focus shifts from her to the actual game. As if they forgot why they even started the thing in the first place. They don't even budge when she storms off, threatening that neither of them gets to spend a second more of the night with her. They're too busy arguing over whether or not a double bounce counts.
They've been hogging the table for over an hour and after Jungkook has lost more times than he can count, he's hungry to level the playing field. Room much blurrier than he remembered, he's suggesting a game he could play sitting down.
And that's how the two of them find their way into the den, secluded from the rest of the party-goers. It's where Yoongi keeps his games and the good alcohol. It's also where they find Taehyung with his hand down the front of Jimin's shorts, the shorter man panting moans into his ear.
An odd emotion washes over the youngest, one that he can only recognize as annoyance. Eyes rolling as he plops down on the couch beside theirs. “Can you not give it a rest? It's a party,” He's grumbling, not looking directly in their direction as he reaches for the controller on the table.
Jimin, who had planned to ignore the intrudes, is pulling back. Shooting a glare in Jungkook's direction that he misses with his focus on the buttons that he should already have memorized. “Come on, baby. Let's go outside,” A simple tug on his arm and Taehyung is following like a horny lost puppy.
The couch dips beside Jungkook, but he still hasn't looked up. Doesn't even give a suggestion when Jin starts searching through the selection of games. And if being drunk wasn't one thing, it was much harder to focus when he could clearly see what was going on outside out the corner of his eyes.
Damn those glass doors.
After the eighth time being beat at the game he downloaded, Jungkook is giving up – chucking the controller in front of him. “I quit. You just play,” He's huffing with a roll of his eyes. Jin is simply shrugging his shoulders, switching the setting to one player, and continuing with his timed button mashing.
Jungkook tries hard to find other things to focus on, counts the lights in the room, mentally alphabetized the books on the shelf, yet no matter what he'd do – his eyes would wander back to Taehyung and Jimin. They're just kissing and feeling each other up, something that he's done more times than he can count – but he can't stop stealing glances.
It's so bad that he doesn't even bother to fight it anymore, chin resting on his palm as he watches. It's quiet in the room, nothing can be heard but the low volume of the TV and the click of the buttons, so he if concentrated hard enough he could hear them through the glass door.
“Have either of you seen Yn!?” Yoongi is barging in, causing Jungkook to jump as if he's the one with his hand down someone's hand.
Jin's shaking his head, not even bothering to look up from the screen. He's sighing, shoulders sulking before he's pulling the door closed heavy steps sounding down the hall. And then it's quiet again, for a good three minutes before curiosity is taking over Jungkook and he can no longer keep his mouth shut.
He'd just start with a simple yes or no question, that was easy. “Hey, Jin. Are you gay?” No idea why he's all of a sudden whispering, but he's since forgotten what his voice in its normal tone sounds like.
“I did not spend the better half of tonight battling over a girl so I could NOT sleep with her,” He laughs the question off with the comment and a roll of his eyes.
It's only now dawning on him how that question didn't make sense. “Oh, right.” He says with a nod of his head. It suddenly becomes apparent to Jin that there's something working under the surface, a reason for his random question. And that the kid would really benefit from a serious answer, so he tries again. “I'm bi,”
Jungkook blinks twice before speaking as if he's searching the files in his brain. “What?” Jin doesn't bother to hide the way he rolls his eyes this time. “Bi... you know, bisexual. I like girls and guys.” He's nodding along, but it's obvious he doesn't exactly get it.
His next words are proof enough. “Isn't that just gay, though? I mean, you like guys.”
Jin can't tell if he's confused or stupid, but he treads lightly, holding on to the possibility that he just didn't know. “I like girls too, so it's half gay. And half straight. So bi,” He explains it the same way he'd explain it to a child, hoping the pieces will connect in his mind.
“Everyone likes girls, they're nature's gift.” He tries and Jin can't help the loud laugh that he lets out. “Everyone except gay guys,” He corrects, finally hitting pause on the game to give this conversation the attention it deserves. “Why are you asking? Are you gay?”
Jungkook's brow furrows as if the question doesn't make sense. “No? I can't survive without a women's touch.” He says it as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. “So, you're straight.” He's deciding, already tired of the circle he knows the words are going to flow in.
He really just wanted to see if he could beat this level.
Hitting play on the game and Jungkook doesn't say anything else, seemingly settled with the decision. He's only ever been with girls so how could he be anything different? Guys didn't even approach him... except for that one time he went to a bar with Jimin after his boyfriend of the time dumped him, but that was the atmosphere.
Was he even attractive to gay guys? Probably not, but...
“Okay, but... sometimes I look. And wonder. And I've had a few dreams... and there was this one time where I got too deep in my porn search. And just now I was kinda jealous of Jimin and Taehyung...” Jin would love to know what it was about him that made this man want to bare his soul so he could switch it off.
His distracting rambling causes him to lose focus, his player dying and the screen is painted red in the mock blood. He has no other choice but to give him his full attention. “So then, you like guys too...”
The blush that takes over the younger's cheeks is hard to miss, Jin acts like he doesn't notice, though. “I don't know?” He's shrugging and he looks really confused by it like this is the first time he's had a name to put to his thoughts and feelings.
Jin is quick to interject before he's thinking himself into a black hole. “Look. It's not that simple, honestly. Not everyone fits in a perfect box. You can just like what you like, you don't have to put a label on it,” Hearing that does help Jungkook calm down a bit, head bobbing at his words.
It's quiet again, for as long as two minutes and once Jin is turning around to restart a new round, Jungkook has more to say. “Have you ever kissed a dude?” Even though he knows he doesn't have to put a label on it, he still wants to. And he's still stuck on the question he had Jimin all those years ago.
How do you fucking know!?
“Yeah. Remember a second ago when I sad I was bi...” He's saying it like it's the most obvious thing in the world, though, he doesn't mean to. But, you know... common sense. “Oh, yeah. Right.” 
Jin's huffing again, realizing he's not going to be able to play another round as long as Jungkook is here with his plethora of questions. “You should go try it if you're confused. It doesn't hurt to explore.” He's about to delve deeper into his advice when movement at the doorway is catching his attention, Ayeong stood on the other side, waving cutely in his direction.
Jin's cutting his words short before they're leaving his lips, hand patting against Jungkook's thigh. “But not with me,” He's cracking a quick smile before he's standing from his spot, jogging toward the door to where Ayeong waits for him. She's leaning on him instantly, hearts in her eyes as they walk away while Jungkook sinks further into the couch.
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JUNE 27TH, 2021 | 01:09
Yoongi finds you after forty minutes of searching, house not even that big but he's certain you were dodging him. He finds you outside, a place he knows he's checked a least ten times. You're leaning against the balcony, a new drink in hand as you watch the cars speed by below.
“There you are,” He breathes, moving closer to where you stand.
He expects you to move away from him, he pissed you off so like, duh. But he doesn't expect the scowl that takes over your face as you down, a look that could no doubt turn him to stone if this scene was set in 3000 BCE. “Awe, Petal.” He coos the pet name, hoping it'll grant him some ground.
Nothing.
His charm never really worked on you, so he's not sure why he thought it would be any different now. You were always so good at ignoring his come-ons and keeping your composure, had him questioning whether or not you had a pulse. Charm and sweet talk didn't work on you, he needed to be real.
That's the only way you'll hear him. “Yn, I'm sorry.” He knew he had to say it the moment you were stomping away. Caught in the moment of attention, he didn't even think how it would make you feel, that was wrong. “I don't want you to think that I want anything from anyone else, Yn.” He slowly takes a step closer and when you're not moving away, he takes a few more.
“I'm crazy about you, you know that, right? I just... sometimes I get swept up in all the attention and dotting and I forget, but I'm working on that. I really only care about you, though.” His arm lifts hesitantly to see if you'd let him wrap it around you and his heart flips when you're letting him pull you in close.
It's gross that he's got so much control over your emotions. Just a few sentences and the anger is melting away, you feel the sincerity in his voice though so you can no longer find it in yourself to stay mad. “You just forgot I was sitting there,” Voice quiet and weak, it makes you want to throw up.
He's quick to shake his head, lips pressing soft kisses to the top of it. “I could never forget about you. You're my favorite,” For the first time since he's come outside, you're looking up at him. Pout heavy on his lips and you don't move when he leans down to kiss it.
Soft lips washing warmth over your body. You want what he's said to be true, so you believe him. Unsure if a change like that can happen overnight, but you want so badly to be with him that you're overlooking all the cons. If that meant you'd get to kiss him more and feel him close. You're willing to risk it.
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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epilogue: fucking nerd
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
↲ masterlist
⇝ taglist: @agustdef @silentlyimpractical @gldnrecs @jaiuneamesolitaiire @preciouschimine @joonies-babyy @dee-ehn @aqtkookie @itsrapmonstanotdancemonsta @seokjinslittledumpling @thecityrain @jeonsshadow @papichulo-knj @amour-quinn @bangtansbun @kooafraid @metaethically @miss-jupiter @tanumiki @yoongiofmine @princecalpal @iridescentstories @jikooksgirl19 @mikrokosmicjoon @hqtetsurou @needingyou2 @alterlovess @ladyarmanto @trinityxsope @myworldisgone11 @yutaeminnie @yoooonie @peachy-tata @paolandotcom @strwberry-jam @certifiedcrazycatlady @hansolsrightnut @btsbangtanbois @rlynotme @morseszn @codeinebelle @rjsmochii @joontopia @knjkitten @tae165 @chocobetterknot @ggukkieland @v3nti @kelitt @taejinminsu​
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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too messy
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
↲ masterlist ↳
⇝ taglist: @agustdef @silentlyimpractical @gldnrecs @jaiuneamesolitaiire @preciouschimine @joonies-babyy @dee-ehn @aqtkookie @itsrapmonstanotdancemonsta @seokjinslittledumpling @thecityrain @jeonsshadow @papichulo-knj @amour-quinn @bangtansbun @kooafraid @metaethically @miss-jupiter @tanumiki @yoongiofmine @princecalpal @iridescentstories @jikooksgirl19 @mikrokosmicjoon @hqtetsurou @needingyou2 @alterlovess @ladyarmanto @trinityxsope @myworldisgone11 @yutaeminnie @yoooonie @peachy-tata @paolandotcom @strwberry-jam @certifiedcrazycatlady @hansolsrightnut @btsbangtanbois @rlynotme @morseszn @codeinebelle @rjsmochii @joontopia @knjkitten @tae165 @chocobetterknot @ggukkieland @v3nti @kelitt @taejinminsu​
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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