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dreamescapeswriting · 4 years

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Taehyung X Reader ~ Pressure [Request]

Word Count: 10k (I’m so sorry it’s so long)

Genre: Fluff with like a tiny amount of angst but it’s needed for the storyline

Pairing: Taehyung x Fem!Reader

Warnings: I don’t think there is any

A/N: Hope this okay for you for you hun, if not feel free to message me and I will do it again but for once I kind of like something I’ve written.

"Y/n! You were behind again!" The choreographer screamed at you on the stage, you looked down at the floor and tried to calm down your anger. You'd been in the girl band for a year now and it seemed like everyone hated you, managers, dancers, backup singers, and even the band members.

"Sorry, Clive." You said into your mic looking at your band members who were all talking amongst themselves it had always been this way with them, they'd trained together for years and when you joined it was as if someone had thrown a spanner into the works and they hated it, you were never invited out on meals with them, not that you could eat any way you were under a strict diet plan from your managers and if you broke it you'd be in deep trouble with everyone around you, they already hated you so you didn't want to add anything else onto the list.

"Just make sure you get it right!" The lights turned back on and practise was over, Lily, the main vocalist came over and looked at you.

"You better not mess this up for us Y/n, we have someone important coming to see us and we want this to go perfectly." You nodded in silence not wanting to say anything to her that you would regret later, she left the stage and you followed after them picking up your bag and deciding you were going to go back to the Sync building and practise all night if you had to. You tried not to think of the different companies that had approached you before you joined H.E.A.R.T, wondering about all the things that could have been if you hadn't joined but you knew thinking of what if's weren't a good thing and so you pushed them out of your head. You knew something big was happening with your band but no one was giving you details, telling you it was something you didn't need to concern yourself with yet, to focus on your dance and singing before you tried to focus on them.

"Afternoon Ed!" You greeted your driver as you left the venue, he smiled opening the door for you. All of the members went home in different cars, going to their separate homes and not talking to one another...or at least not talking to you when you weren't with them, even when you were with them.

"How was practise?" He questioned as he started up the car,

"Awful, drop me off at Sync I'll practise some more and I'll walk home." You told him looking in the mirror, he eyed you up knowing you were lying about walking home, you did it a lot. You'd get too stressed with work you'd practise until you'd drop and end up staying in one of the producer's studios which they didn't mind because they never found out about it,

"It's almost midnight Y/n..."

"Just drop me off Ed, please." You pleaded taking out your phone to look through the group twitter account, fans were tweeting out about how much they loved everyone but you could only see the horrible things people say about you, how much you lacked in comparison to the rest of the girls in the group, you were going to log off for the night when you saw a rumour going around which made you think for a second.

'BTS Coming to The UK to collaborate with Sync's Girl group H.E.AR.T' You clicked on the article and read through some of it, all of their names popping up along with photographs of them at their airports, was this what everyone was keeping from you, they all knew how much you liked their music, you groaned locking your phone and throwing it into the bottom of your bag.

"Everything okay?" You looked up at Ed who was looking at you in the mirror again, you'd known him since you'd joined H.E.A.R.T, he'd been the kindest person to you on the team and you always found yourself telling him your problems.

"Yeah...Do you know if the BTS rumours are true?" He nodded and rolled down the window, entering his passcode to the building of Sync and looked back at you for a quick second before he continued driving through the parking lot.

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" He shrugged his shoulders and you gathered your things together to get out of the car.

"Don't push yourself too hard." You ignored his comment and headed inside of the building, showing the nightguard your ID.

"Afternoon Terry, lovely weather." You joked with him, he rolled his eyes at you playfully and you looked around. The whole building was empty except for you, a couple of backup dancers, guard and one or two producers that were working on other people's albums.

"It's sunny now you're here!" He yelled as you rushed towards the elevators, getting inside the waiting one and heading up to the dance floor. You were going to practise all night, even if your feet were hurting and you were crying, you were going to get this right.

"Taehyung we need to leave what are you doing?" Hoseok asked as he saw Taehyung hanging around a door, he held his hand up for Hobi to be quiet and ushered him over, pointing through the small window of the door to point at you, you were panting heavily as you played the song again, he hadn't seen someone practising this hard since Jimin pushed himself too much back at the start of their training.

"What's she doing?" Hoseok questioned as you tried to catch your breath, standing back to look at yourself in the mirror and starting the dance again. Taehyung took in your appearance, you looked tired and overworked. You were wearing leggings and a huge baggy jumper to dance in as well as some old trainers, he glanced at his watch it was 4 am and you were the only one out of your four band members that were practising this early, if only he knew you hadn't been to bed yet.

"Should we go and talk to her?" Hoseok questioned and then he realised how creepy it would look for them to walk right in without being formally introduced to them yet.

"We could bring her a coffee first?" Tae questioned looking at Hoseok for approval who nodded in agreement and they went on the hunt for a coffee machine.

The sheer pain you were feeling in your legs was unreal but it worth it because you finally had the dance nailed down, you could do it with your eyes closed and without counting in your head, you took out your phone to interact with fans on your single Instagram account, your bosses insisted that you all have separate accounts to update everyone one, you took a photo of you sitting on the floor with the camera covering your face.

'Practise until you can't get it wrong' You sent it out and laid back against the floor, wanting nothing more than to take off the jumper you were wearing but you weren't at the desired weight the label wanted before they started dressing you like they did the rest of the girls you had to drop a few pounds, which you found ridiculous because most of your music was telling people how beautiful they are in their own bodies. A knock on the door alerted you that someone was around, you glanced at the time it was almost 5 am why was anyone else here yet, you kicked yourself up from the floor and walked over to the door opening it to reveal two out of seven members from BTS, you felt your stomach drop as Taehyung and Hoseok both stared at you with smiles on their faces.

"We saw you were practising and we wanted to introduce ourselves. I'm Hobi, this is Tae." You shook both of their hands and then realised you were supposed to speak now, like...Forming actual words instead of staring at them.

"I'm Y/n." You said in a rush, blushing deeply as they chuckled at how shy you were being around them.

"Sorry, I'm not used to meeting people like you guys." You stated to them but they shook their hands holding out one of the iced coffees for you to take, you stared at the cup and wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab it, you'd missed the taste of it so much that you were starting to get the shakes from thinking about it.

"I can't, but thank you." Sending them a smile and going over to your bag,

"Where are your other members?" Hoseok questioned as he looked around the dance room,

"Oh their out having breakfast." You lied, and badly because you saw the way that Taehyung was looking at you, you nervously looked around the room for something to talk about.

"If you guys want I can give you a tour?" Hoseok looked at you and shook his head,

"I have to go and work with Namjoon but I'm sure Tae here would love one." You nodded and Hoseok left you both alone, you felt nervous again being alone with him and you glanced at your hands trying to think of something to say.

"Tour! Let's go." You cheered nervously walking with him out of the dance studio and onto the hallway,

"This hall is all of the dance rooms and a couple of empty studios," You said taking him down the hall and towards the elevator, Tae had already gotten the tour from one of the managers in the building but he wasn't going to tell you that and ruin the time he was getting with you. He found you interesting and wanted to know more about you when he first found out about the collaboration he started learning more about you, you were the oldest of the group but the backup dancer and backup singer, you were never front of centre even though you had an exceptional amount of talent, he found himself scrolling through articles about you, and then fan chat rooms about what they thought about you compared to the other members. Most of them feeling bad that you seemed mistreated in comparison to the other girls which he started to notice as well the more he dove into your band, finding interviews of you being pushed to the back while the main vocalist Lily spoke, videos popping up of members yelling at you in soundcheck with fans there and even videos titled,

'Why I think H.E.A.R.T hate Y/n.' Seeing you alone in the dance studio and not taking the coffee he was offering only raised his suspicions of it.

"So where are your members again?" He questioned as you showed him the top floor of the building where most of your band hung out,

"I think Lily is going to town and the other girls all have private things going on." You lied again, completely forgetting what you'd told him earlier and he sighed looking at you, your hands were shaking and you looked like you were going to pass out.

"Have you had anything to eat yet, we could go and get something together." You looked at him and then over at the clock on the wall, it wasn't time for your eating yet but if you shook it off again he was going to ask too many questions and you knew the company didn't want that.

"Sure." You whispered to him, telling him that the cafe downstairs served a nice English Breakfast he would have to try.

"Morning Y/n, what can I get you?" The server, Mark, asked as you came up to the front, you looked around nervously at the menu, there was nothing you could have to eat.

"Green tea," You said with a smile glancing over at Tae who was talking with one of the cooks as they plated his food up.

"Who's your friend?" Your attention was back on Mark as he raised an eyebrow at you, you shook your head at him.

"He's a band member that H.E.A.R.T are collaborating with." You took the hot drink from his hands and put it onto the tray in front of you.

"You mean that you're collaborating with..." You laughed a little and nodded,

"Yeah." You took your tray over to a back table, sitting down and looking at the drink in front of you as you waited for Taehyung,

"That's all you're having?" He questioned sadly looking at the cup of green tea in front of you, you nodded with a fake smile.

"I'm just not hungry." You lied, you'd told that lie so many times you were starting to think it was real, no matter how much your stomach moaned out for you to eat something.

"Here," He placed a banana in front of you and you stared at it nervously,

"Even if it's a little something, you should always eat." You nodded at his advice and picked it up, peeling it slowly and trying to think of something to get out of eating it when the doors opened at the end of the hall,

"Good morning Lily!" The whole service crew yelled as Lily walked through the hall, going over to Mark and ordering a large breakfast for herself, she spotted you and walked over with the biggest fake smile you'd ever seen her have,

"Y/n! We missed you at the sleepover last night!" She yelled placing her tray in front of you which was her way of telling you to move so you slid out of the seat and onto the one next to her,

"You guys had a sleepover?" Tae questioned looking at Lily who was smiling at him, twirling her blonde hair around her finger and batting her fake eyelashes at him, you looked down at your tray.

"Yeah! We do it all the time, we're so close." You looked around the room and realised it was starting to get busy,

"Y/n you should go practice," Lily ordered waving her hand in your face, you stood up the banana in your hand and she took it.

"I'll take that," You looked down sadly and rushed out of the hall, not wanting to look at her flirting with Tae for a minute longer. If you'd looked back though you would have seen Tae gazing after you as you rushed out of the hall, he stared at your green tea, you hadn't touched it and you'd been so reluctant to take the banana from him. All of his suspicions were coming true and he knew he was going to have to get you to talk to him.

"Are we all clear on what we need to do?" Your manager asked as you sat in the music studio with H.E.A.R.T and BTS, you all nodded and looked around at each other. You'd spent the last two hours in a boring long meeting about what each member would be doing but as usual, you'd been giving nothing you knew what your task was, practise until your feet were bleeding and you couldn't walk anymore, work out until you felt like you were going to drop and be nice and stay out of the way,

"That's it then. See you all when you're finished." Your manager clapped his hands and everyone started standing up except for Taehyung who was staring at you and raising his hand.

"Yes, Tae?" The manager questioned, everyone's attention turning to him including yours, you wondered what he was going to say.

"I was wondering what Y/n's job is, you haven't given her a task." Lily let out a cough as she looked at him and then to you.

"Y/n has to practise a lot, she's not ready for the stage performance, but she's getting there aren't you darling?" She questioned throwing her arm around your waist and causing you to flinch which didn't go unnoticed by Tae and the rest of BTS, they all stared at you waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, I have personal training this morning as well...So I have to go." You said excusing yourself and practically sprinting from the room to get away from them all staring at you, you knew it was going to end up with your manager screaming at you.

It was the end of the day and people were starting to leave, you'd managed to avoid everyone all day, avoiding Tae whenever he came by the dance studio by pretending not to hear him knocking over the music, Lily had come down to see you after the incident and told you not to speak to any of them, even if they spoke to you first to make up some kind of excuse as to why you couldn't stop and talk to them and she went into detail about how amazing the song she was writing with Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok was perfect and that the girls were all having fun with the other members.

"Ed where are you?" You asked into the answerphone as you waited in the lobby of the building for him but he was running late, Lily walked past you and pretended not to see you and the other girls had already left so you sat down against the wall and decided to wait for him.

"Hi Y/n, how was your day?" Hoseok asked in a joyful tone as he came to sit next to you, you looked at him and nodded, you had nowhere to go and no way of getting out of talking to him.

"It was good, yours?" He nodded and then looked at his phone, pretending to have read something you knew that because his screen was black.

"Your manager wants to see you, come on I'll walk you up." You frowned and screamed as he pulled you up from the floor by your hand and began dragging you through the building and into the lifts, going up to the main studio.

"What does he want me for?" The door was opened and your manager was standing there, you blinked and looked around the room Tae was sitting there with a smile on his face,

"Tae has expressed he would like to work with you, I've told him how busy you are but he said he's willing to tag along. Meet your teammate." You nodded and Tae smiled at you again,

"I'll talk to you outside." You manager stated taking you by the wrist and pulling you from the room.

"You were under instructions not to talk to them." You shook your head at him ready to defend yourself but he held his hand up in front of your face,

"You go about everything as usual, if he's there or not I don't care. You will not let the team down!" You nodded as he whisper yelled at you causing you to flinch at how close he was.

"Go and greet your new teammate." He pushed you back inside the room and you smiled at both of the boys,

"What time shall I meet you here tomorrow?" You looked at Tae, this was serious about him being with you all the time.

"Erm, probably around 7 am." You lied knowing you'd been there earlier for private practice with Clive and then your training session,

"I'll meet you in the cafe." You nodded and awkwardly looked around the studio when your phone started ringing.

"You're outside? I'll be right down." You hung up on Ed and said a quick goodbye to the boys rushing out of the room and going to the exit.

"You sure she's going to tell you the truth?" Hoseok asked sitting on the sofa across from Tae who was gazing after you longingly, he nodded.

"I'm sure of it."

It had been a week since Tae was assigned as your partner and it had been hard to keep everything from him as your bosses wanted. You were more tired than usual and he was starting to pick up on things, it started off calm. He would meet you at the time you'd given him but once he realised you'd clearly been at work for longer he started coming to work earlier to see if he could find what you were doing. Then it was the coffee's, every morning he would bring you a coffee ''forgetting'' that you couldn't drink it, same with food. He'd take you out to lunch only for you to make up some excuse for not eating in front of him and you were slowly starting to lose your patience with him. Maybe it was the lack of sleep you were getting and the lack of food contributing to you but you were starting to get angry with everyone so that's why that morning when he showed up to work at 4 am you flipped.

"What are you doing here?" You questioned as he followed you towards the dance studios,

"Now I know the real-time you come in." You tried to laugh it off but he wasn't laughing, he had a serious look on his face as you started to get ready for your dancing lesson.

"Why are you here this early and Lily get's to come in late?" Question after question was thrown at you while you waited for Clive to arrive and you finally had enough of the constant questions.

"Because Lily is perfect! Lily is the main leader for us and she doesn't need all the practise like I do." You yelled at him, not meaning to yell at him the way you did and you felt your heartbreak at the way he looked at you. You'd seen the look before, it was the look someone gave you when they felt sorry for you and you didn't want that.

"Can you wait downstairs, I have to practise and then work out." He nodded and backed out of the room wondering what you meant by Lily was perfect. You were perfect, well in his eyes at least. You were the sweetest person he'd met in the UK, besides Army of course, but you'd been so kind to him. You took him sightseeing one night and took him to get food, and you even offered him a place to stay when he was locked out of their hotel room. He'd enjoyed his time getting to know you in the studio as you wrote song lyrics together, none of them being given to anyone important, he'd realised that yesterday when he asked Namjoon on the thoughts of the lyrics you'd written because Tae thought they were brilliantly written but Namjoon told him he hadn't been given anything even though Tae gave the lyrics to your manager specifically for that reason and hearing you talk about Lily this morning was putting everything into place and he knew you were close to talking to him about it.

"About this morning, I'd like to say sorry. I wasn't myself and I don't know what I was saying." Tae heard you say in the most monotone possible as you looked at the floor, he glanced around the room and noticed Lily watching you from the doorway of the cafe,

"It's fine. Sit down." You shook your head if you stayed you'd cry and you didn't want to cry. You'd already cried enough in front of your manager, they'd found out what you said to Tae and they weren't exactly happy that you were shouting at a guest of theirs.

"I have to go. I'm sorry, I can't be partnered with you but Lily said she is more than willing to have you on her team." He shook his head standing up, he wasn't going to stand for this anymore. You were clearly upset and not willing to talk about it in front of anyone in the building, he took your wrist in his which made you look at his hand and then up to his face.

"Meet me at the exit tonight, don't make up some lame excuse and don't ask for their permission either." You tried to protest but you knew all eyes were on you and there would be questions if you looked like you were having some kind of conversation so you just stared at his hand again.

"Fine." You mumbled moving away from him and going past Lily who stopped you by linking her arms with yours, trying to act friendly in front of workers on the bottom floor.

"What did he say to you?" She questioned with a smile but she wasn't being nice, you could tell by the tone of her voice and the tight squeeze she was giving your arm.

"That he'll think about working with you," You lied looking over your shoulder at the rest of the girls.

"We're all going to lunch, I'd invite you but...Well, you know." She said patting your stomach and flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder and leaving you alone in the empty hall, you felt your eyes starting to well up and you just cleared your throat, going towards the lifts and going up to the dance floor to get ready for your practice session.

Tae stared down at his phone, he'd been texting you all day after he saw Lily walking with you and patting you on the stomach, but you weren't replying to him and he was starting to worry about it, he didn't want to worry about you but there was something inside of him that made him want to look after you, maybe he was the feelings he was starting to have for you but he tried to push them away, he'd only known you a week and you hadn't spoken about yourself much, it was more about work than anything else and the only time you spoke about yourself was when you were writing lyrics, the lyrics were meaningful and beautiful and he could tell you'd written them from the heart despite you telling him it was something you made up on the spot, they were all about being in a toxic environment and living with people who were toxic towards you. Then there were the songs he'd found in your notebook when you weren't looking, songs about having no privacy thanks to people following you everywhere, and others about not having real friends because everyone faked liking you to get closer to the fame they craved more.

"Have you seen Y/n?" Tae asked Yoongi as he walked towards the exit of the building, Yoongi looked up from his phone and nodded.

"Still dancing, I heard the music as I passed the door." Tae thanked him and sprinted towards the lifts, going up and looking at his phone.

"Fuck!" You cried out as you collapsed onto the floor after getting the wrong move again, they'd changed the main choreography you'd spent so long on getting right and now it was harder than before, though Clive told you the girls got it right away and if they could do it why couldn't you put your smaller mind to it. All thoughts of going to meet Tae were out of your mind, you wanted to get this right before you went home, and if that meant staying up all night and day again then that's what you were going to do but that was before you collapsed onto the floor now you were just mad at yourself. You got up from the floor and looked at yourself in the mirror, taking off the oversized jumper you were wearing to reveal the Nike crop top and matching leggings that you were wearing, no one was around you could get away with dancing in the proper clothes for once.

Tae watched from the door as you stepped back away from the jumper and looked at yourself in the mirror, he took in your appearance and wanted to barge into the room, you looked as though you hadn't eaten in weeks and from hanging around you so much he knew you hadn't eaten a single thing around him so he wondered if you were even eating in the first place.

"Shit." You cried out as you missed a step, something he would look over in practice but it looked like you were about to break down into tears.

The breakdown had been a long time coming and it was a train wreck when it finally hit you, you grabbed hold of the chair that you were using in the practice and launched it at the floor-length mirror without thinking, watching as the breaking glass showered on the floor, sharp pieces flying out at you and cutting into your exposed skin.

Tae jumped up looking through the window and pushing the door open, you were on the floor cradling your arm as it bled, he heard the glass through the music and door so he was sure someone else would have heard it, he rushed to your side and helped you stand up. You didn't take notice of who was helping you, you couldn't see through your tears anyway,

"Come on before someone finds you." He whispered rushing you out of the dance studio and down the hallway, getting into a lift and looking at you as you dropped onto the floor sobbing as you shoved your hands into your hair.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm right here." He told you dropping onto the floor, you looked at him and then to the camera into the corner of the lift and it was as if Tae watched a switch in your head flip, your tears stopped, you stood up and acted as though you didn't know him. He glanced around the lift and saw the camera you'd spotted, he followed along with what you were doing but he could hear you crying in silence as blood dropped onto the floor. He studied your arm as you descended floors with him in total silence beside from a couple of sobs coming from you, it wasn't deep enough to need stitches but he was going to have to help you with it,

"You okay?" You stayed silent as you walked out of the lift, folding your arms over your stomach to hide your body from anyone that was looking.

"Here," He laid his jacket over your shoulders and walked out of the Sync building, there were going to be cameras everywhere so he rushed you into his waiting car not caring about the cameras for now but only for your well being.

Both you and Tae were sitting in silence in his hotel room as he used the first aid kit to clean you up, you'd stopped crying now but you knew they would start again if he started asking questions, he stared up at you as you stared down at the plug socket on the wall.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You shook your head slowly and he got up to answer the door, it was Namjoon holding a tray of food.

"Thanks," Tae said looking at Namjoon as he glanced over at you,

"She going to be okay?" Tae shrugged his shoulders really not knowing the answer to the question. He shut the door and put the tray onto the table beside you, you didn't even look at it your eyes were back on the plug.

"Eat." He said to you but you ignored him again.

"Eat." He repeated in a more demanding tone, you looked up at him and then to the plate. It was a fruit salad with a glass of water, you took a strawberry from the plate and put it into your mouth, forcing yourself to swallow it.

"I should go." You said trying to leave but Tae shook his head,

"You should talk...If not to me than to someone else." You felt your eyes welling up again and you hated yourself for crying in front of someone you barely knew, you'd known him for a week and you were already ready to spill everything to him, there was something about him that made you feel like you could confide in him, tell him your problems and just relax but at the same time you knew you couldn't do that, he was close to your managers and he was in the business.

"It's nothing. I'm just a little tired." You lied to him again and he still stood in front of you demanding answers from you.

"Tae please." You whispered your voice breaking as you pleaded with him to drop the subject but Tae was going to keep you all night if he had to.

"Lily is throwing a sleepover, I have to go or they'll get upset." You lied again but Tae shook his head, he knew for a fact that you weren't invited to the sleepover, he'd overheard Lily joking to the girls about how you were never there.

"I know you don't, talk to me." He dropped onto his knees in front of you and took your hands in his and tried to look at you but you avoided his gaze.

"You said Lily was perfect? Does that mean you're trying to be like her?" You stayed silent again, still staring at the floor as he threw question after question at you.

"Is it the pressure of being in the business?" You shook your head at him and then looked around the room. No one would know, no one would know if you broke down in front of him and told him everything you were feeling...Unless he told someone then it would be all over.

"I'll tell you if you don't talk to anyone else about it." You whispered taking your hand from his and wiping the tears away from you. You were still sitting in his jacket, it was wrapped around you tightly so he couldn't see your body. You'd always had to hide it from people so he was no different.

"I'm not ready for the stage. Manager James says I have a long way to go before I'm ready and my dancing isn't great so I practise until I can't anymore." He knew this already, he knew this because it's the same story your manager gave him but he didn't believe it for a second.

"You said Lily was perfect..."

"Lily is perfect." You snapped standing up from the seat and scaring Tae a little as he stumbled backwards, steadying himself on the edge of the bed and standing up.

"She's perfect, she's the perfect size, has the perfect voice and style and she's everybody's favourite...Everyone loves her." You looked out of the hotel room it was raining and you sighed.

"Your dancing is perfect though..." Tae tried to say but you shut that down before he could continue.

"It's far from it, I'm always messing it up...Mostly because they're always changing it up on me and not telling me." You scoffed thinking back to them not telling you that BTS was coming.

"You know they didn't tell me you guys were coming...They kept it a secret because I didn't need to 'concern myself with it'," You scoffed again finally everything was spilling out and Tae just stayed silent letting you rant, he could tell you needed it.

"I'm on a strict diet plan while the other girls get to do what they want because I'm the one that isn't perfect. I'm the broken one. The one that doesn't fit in their perfect little jigsaw puzzle." Tae watched as you finally let the tears floor for the second time that night, you started sobbing into your hands and he moved next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to cry onto his shoulder.

"Fuck...Please don't tell them I told you all of that." You whispered referring to the hour-long rant you'd just gone on at him for, he shook his head promising he wouldn't but not meaning it, he had to tell someone, even if it was going to Namjoon for advice he couldn't let you go on like this. The company was treating you like trash, you were thrown to the back because you weren't the ''same'' like everyone else, you were told to be quiet in interviews because you were louder and had a bigger personality than the girls which Taehyung loved because having a bigger and more outrageous personality was a lot like him and he adored people like that but he'd not seen you acting like that in the time he'd known you, he'd only seen it in old videos he found on the internet one night after a long day at the studios.

You'd ranted to him about the strict rules you were given regarding your diet, you were only allowed to eat within four hours and the rest of the 20 hours you were only allowed green tea and water as if that wasn't bad enough you were forced to work out and dance more than the others even though your dancing was fine in Taehyung's eyes. You explained to him how you had no one to go to, your family gave up on you because they didn't see a future in your dreams and any friends you had were fake to get closer to the other girls or to get gossip for the news articles.

You'd been sitting with Tae for the last four hours, the conversation had moved onto talking about him, talking about what it was like in Korea and where he'd travelled, you were starting to show your true colours to him bringing out your personality as he questioned you about your life before the company took you in,

"Where do you want to go most in the world?" He questioned you, you thought about it for a moment before deciding on a place,

"I always wanted to go to Amsterdam for the Anne Frank house and then the Van Gough Museum." You told him taking out your phone and showing him your wallpaper, it was a picture of the Amsterdam flower show.

"It's lovely, we stopped there once. You'll adore the museum." He told you taking out his phone and showing you the photos he had of him and the boys in Amsterdam.

More time passed and it was getting closer to midnight, you'd spent almost six hours in the hotel room together talking about everything and anything that came to your minds, asking each other random questions and it was starting to get deep,

"You're the only person I've felt that liked me for me..." You whispered to him as you started eating the fruit on the plate in front of you, he was happy when you finally started to eat in front of him and he didn't feel like he was going to have to force it down your throat,

"Because I do like you for you." He chuckled softly as you ate the fruit, making a note to order some more when you finished.

"I have to go soon." You mumbled looking at the time, you didn't want to leave. You were enjoying your time with him and he was enjoying the time you were having with him.

"Or you could stay...I'll sleep on the sofa and we can go to work together." Work. You put down the fork you were using to eat the throat and then looked at the now empty plate.

"Work." You whispered to yourself, forgetting that you were going to have to go back at some point and Tae stared at you, instantly knowing that going back wasn't the best of ideas right now.

"Or! We can go sightseeing tomorrow together, Namjoon was telling me about this small bookshop near King's Cross Station, we could go and check it out." You swallowed hard and nodded, a day off sounded perfect, you hadn't had a real day off in over a year and spending the whole day with him sounded like a dream come true.

"I'd like that." You whispered to him and he nodded,

"Go and take a shower, you can borrow some of my clothes for the night and for tomorrow and I'll get the sofa ready for myself." You shook your head, you weren't going to let him sleep on the sofa.

"I'll take the sofa." You insisted not waiting for him to answer and going into the bathroom to have a shower.

"Here, stand there." You said between giggles trying to get Tae to pose for a photo but he was acting silly with you for it.

"Tae!" You giggled as he pulled another funny face at the end you glanced around to make sure no one had heard you yell his name and finally took a good normal photo before he insisted on taking yours.

"Fine." You grumbled hiding your face behind your hands but he shook his head,

"No hiding, we want to see your beautiful face." You felt a blush creeping up on your cheeks and you moved your hands, flashing him a bright smile and going to look at the photo.

"Son! Son! Come here!" An elderly man said as you passed him, you both stopped to ask what he wanted when he showed Taehyung a selection of homemade jewellery.

"For your pretty girlfriend."

"Oh, we're no-"

"I'll take this one," Taehyung said to the man before you could protest, Tae paid for the bracelet and walked over to you.

"Hold out your wrist," You did as he told you too and he tied the dreamcatcher bracelet around your wrist and tapped it.

"It's adorable." You whispered looking at the plated thread and smiling at the man before you and Taehyung continued your walk into town. You'd been in London centre and not once had anyone noticed you, it was too busy for anyone to care who was around and it was nice to hang around with someone who wasn't just pretending to be nice to you.

"I've really enjoyed today Tae." You said as you crossed the road to find that small bookshop Namjoon had told Tae about, Tae smiled and nodded in agreement. That morning you both laid awake talking about your plans for the day while you had breakfast, for the first time in a year you had a real breakfast instead of a green tea, and you called in sick to work, which wasn't the best of things because your manager screamed at you about the broken mirror but you pushed the negative thoughts away and focused on the day ahead with Tae.

"I have to, it's the most fun I've had since we came." He said as you entered the shop, the bell above the door dinging when it opened and causing a small elderly lady to pop up from behind a desk and smile at you both,

"Good afternoon." She greeted before sitting back down again, you looked at Tae and he smiled at you urging you to walk further into the shop so you did, going towards the back and looking through all the books and old records that they had.

"I've been looking for some new ones for my record player." You said pulling out a record and showing Tae who looked at it with a fond smile telling you about his classical CD collection back home and how he was going to have to text you recommendations when he got back to Korea.

"When do you go back?" You questioned as you took the records you'd gotten over to the counter,

"In a week, or once the song is done." He said as the woman packed up the bag for you.

"Well, we better make today the best day ever before you go back."

And the best day it was, you'd spent the whole day travelling around London going to different shops and then taking him to the natural history museum and told him boring facts that you knew but now you were back at his hotel room and getting ready to leave, the hotel had dry cleaned your clothes from the night before and you were getting ready to leave him,

"Let me look at your arm," Tae said taking your wrist into his hand and looking at it, he removed the plaster and checked that it was healing okay and it was but Tae felt sad about the fact that you were going to be leaving him soon was starting to hit him and he didn't want that.

"You should have something to eat here tonight." He offered and you looked at him, the realisation of going back to work tomorrow was coming and you knew you were going to be in deep trouble for taking the day off.

"I can't, but I'll probably see you around the offices tomorrow." You said sadly to him, you didn't want to leave either but you knew you had to.

"Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." You both stood there awkwardly for a couple of seconds neither of you knew what to do, a hug or to just leave so it was weird until he dragged you into a tight hug and wrapped his arms around you, you relaxed against his touch and laid your head on his shoulder wanting nothing more than to stay in his arms all night as you felt your stomach doing a flips over and over again as he hands travelled down your back and pulling away from you.

"See you tomorrow." He whispered leaving a kiss on your cheek making you blush.

"See you tomorrow," You giggled and walked out of the hotel room dressed in his clothes and taking your newly cleaned ones down and out of the hotel with you.

"That was unacceptable! Do you not understand the consequences of your actions!" Your manager screamed, he was turning red in the face. You'd come to work that morning only to be dragged into the main studio with your manager and Lily, both of them starting to scream about how inappropriate it was to take a day off after smashing up one of the rooms. Walking past the door at the minute Lily started screaming was Namjoon and Taehyung and Namjoon raised an eyebrow wondering what was happening when Tae stayed to listen,

"What's that about?" Tae looked at you through the small window of the door you looked like you were about to start crying again and he'd only just been able to cheer you up yesterday and the night before, he glanced back at Namjoon and decided he had to tell someone what you were going through, he wasn't going to let you go through this alone and he wasn't about to let your manager talk to you that way again.

"Excuse me this is a private-Oh, hello boys. What can we help you with?" Your manager asked turning his attention to Namjoon who was in the door looking at you he looked pissed off and Tae looked guilty as he stood behind him.

"Is it true?" Lily stood up looking between you and the boys, you looked at the floor not wanting to look at anyone who was staring at you.

"Is what true? That she smashed up the dance studio, it is and we're punishing her for it." Namjoon ignored your manager and stared at you waiting for an answer from you but it was clear you weren't going to give him an answer,

"She smashed it up and took the day off because she's a delinquent," Lily stated looking at Namjoon with her fake smile but Namjoon ignored her as well, you looked up to see Tae looking at you with sad eyes.

"Yes it is, I smashed up the mirror." He shook his head at you and you frowned Namjoon wasn't going to stand for it, he stood up straight and turned to your manager.

"Do you treat all your staff like this or just Y/n?" You frowned and then it came to you, Tae had told Namjoon everything you'd told him.

"Treat her like what?" Lily giggled trying to calm down the situation and failing instantly, Hoseok was standing there along with Yoongi, Jimin, Jin and Jungkook all of them staring in through the door with Tae as you stared at Tae.

"Come here," He mouth and you slowly moved towards the door, Namjoon walking out of it first.

"You take one more step and you'll be out of H.E.A.R.T!" Your manager yelled causing you to freeze on the spot, the thought of being out of H.E.A.R.T was exciting and scary at the same time, you'd have nowhere to go and your music career would be gone if you were fired from Sync but being out of the toxic work environment would be a relief to you.

"I mean it!" He yelled again but you stepped out of the door and Taehyung smiled at you.

"You can kiss everything goodbye Y/n!" Lily yelled as you walked further down the hall, the BTS members following behind you and Namjoon muttering that he was never going to work with a company like that again. You all waited for the elevator and Tae pulled you towards the back so he could talk to you in a hushed tone.

"You okay?" You nodded looking up from the floor to his eyes and smiling,

"Yeah...I think it's probably not sunk in that I'm jobless just yet." You joked getting into the elevator with all of them and staring in front of you as the doors shut,

"You could always be a backup dancer for us." Hoseok joked causing everyone to chuckle around you as you went down to the bottom floor,

"No, we'll find you something...Or I will, I won't rest until we find you something." Tae promised, turning to look at Namjoon for some advice but he was on his phone angrily typing an email to Sync and BigHit about how the collaboration was off and he would never work with them again for as long as they worked in the business, Yoongi stepped forward with an idea when you all came out of the lift.

"We could record a song with you?" You stared at him and then to Tae who was nodding and looking to Namjoon who was now paying attention to the conversation,

"We were promised a collaboration with someone." You shook your head at them as you walked out of the building and into the black SUV that was waiting for them, ignoring the cameras as people yelled out questions.

"But you're wanting to collaborate with someone who's with a company, no one wants a song from a nobody." Namjoon shook his head at you as you spoke about yourself like that,

"You're somebody, you're up and coming and you're going to be a star." He chuckled taking out his phone and scrolling through it before he held it up to his ear, you drowned out of the conversation as you stared out of the window.

Being kicked out of Sync had it's ups and downs, at first it was all the papers covered, you couldn't go home without people sitting outside your door and wanting answers on what had really gone down in the building as Sync were only letting out that you'd had a disagreement with the company and you were being let go. While many H.E.AR.R.T fans were disappointed after a couple of weeks they started to see how much happier you were now you weren't in the band, you were doing weekly live streams on Instagram and interacting with people who were sticking with you, as you were promising that new music was coming even if you had to switch to releasing your own music on youtube you were going to start producing music but there was one big secret you were hiding from everyone and that was not one, but two big songs were coming that were working with BTS. Namjoon had kept his promise about working with you and you were getting ready to release it that morning.

"Are you sure people will like it?" You asked Taehyung nervously as you sat in his hotel room, setting up your phone at the table, you were going to do an Instagram live feed to announce that it was out and you were going to have each member on the screen as a nice surprise.

"Of course, it's an amazing song that talks about your struggles with your past." You smiled at him, in the two months you'd been away from the company you were getting closer and closer with each member but you were closer with Taehyung than any other member, maybe it was because he was the one helping you with the struggles of leaving Sync or maybe because of the crush you had on him.

"I don't think I would have made it through this without you." You told him as you finished setting up and stood next to him both of you staring out of the window at London, they'd managed to convince their bosses to let them stay over a little while longer and everything was going according to plan.

"I'm glad we could help." You shook your head at him,

"No Tae, you. I couldn't have done it without you here." You said trying to make him realise you meant him, you'd been trying to drop hints to him that you'd liked him for a while but he didn't seem to get the message.

"Oh," He chuckled nervously, the truth was he'd started to like you as more than a friend too and he had no idea how to approach it, he hadn't kissed you since he'd kissed you on the cheek the night before you were fired and that kiss left him wanting more. He knew he liked you from the moment he saw you dancing.

"I'm glad I could help-" You sighed looking at him, you knew you were going to have to be straight with him so you took a deep breath.

"I like you Tae...More than a friend." He stared at you, neither of you said anything he just stepped closer to you and cupped your face in his hands, kissing you. It was cheesy to say but it felt just like the movies, everything around you seemed to stop and the only thing you cared about was his hands on you, his lips against yours as he pulled your body closer to him, falling back onto the bed and sitting you on his lap and running his fingers through your hair. You pulled back for a breath before he kissed you again, it was soft and slow and it felt perfect until you heard knocking at the door and it brought the world crashing back to you both, you jumped away from him and he went to answer the door.

"We aren't interrupting anything are we?" Jimin teased as he entered the room noting that Tae's hair was messed up, that would be from where you'd been running your hands through his permed hair.

"No, I was just getting the stream ready." You lied going over to your phone and sitting down at the table and trying to hide your blush that would creep up whenever you would look over at Tae.

"Hi, guys! I have some special guests with me today since the new song goes out in..." You looked at the time,

"30 Seconds." You giggled looking at the comments, people commenting in all capitals demanding answers, you shook your head and the boys came over sitting either side of you so you pushed the camera further away so they could all fit in the screen.

"We made a song! And it's up...Now!" You giggled looking at the comments and then deciding to leave them to listen to the song and promising to come back on later to talk to them all again.

"We should go out tonight to celebrate!" Jungkook said in an excited tone jumping up and down as they released their song at the same time, your phone was blowing up in the corner with notifications from new followers, Army's tweeting to you about how much they were living the song and couldn't wait to hear more from you.

"I told you everything would be okay," Tae whispered to you making you blush a little as his hand brushed against the small of your back, that action didn't go unnoticed by Namjoon who was eyeing you both up from the corner of the room.

"We should all get ready for the meal, see you later Y/n." Everyone followed after Namjoon and you stayed behind looking at Taehyung who was making sure they were all gone before he bounded over to you and grabbed your face, kissing you passionately and pulling as close as your bodies could manage, you ran your hands through his black hair and smiled against his lips as your heart began to beat faster with every passing second,

"You're so fucking perfect." He groaned pulling you onto the bed so you were sitting on his lap again, you giggled against him and looked into his eyes.

"You're perfect." You mumbled kissing him again and never wanting the moment to end, he chuckled pulling away and tucking the hair behind your ear, running his thumb along your cheek in a loving manner, he could never get tired of looking at you, spending time with you and now he could finally kiss you, he was never going to get sick of that. All thoughts of him going back to Korea weren't in your mind, all that mattered in the moment was that you were spending time together, and you were going to be in the moment for as long as you could, spending all the time you could before he went back.

"Would it be too late to ask you to come out with just me tonight?" He chuckled twirling a strand of your hair around his finger, you groaned you wanted to spend the night on a one on one date with him as well but Jungkook seemed really excited about being together as a group.

"Jungkook looked excited though." You mumbled to him looking over at the door knowing they'd be back soon to take you out.

"But we can go out tomorrow night." You whispered nuzzling your nose against his and standing up from his lap, you were going to have to wear something of his to dinner and the pair of black jeans you'd come to the hotel in.

"Can I wear one of your shirts?" You questioned going over to his wardrobe and looking through it, taking one of his multicoloured dress shirts and turning to look at him,

"Sure." You rushed into the bathroom, changing into his shirt and running a brush through your hair, the only makeup you had one was some eyeliner so you were just going to have to deal with it. You came out of the bathroom and smiled at Tae, doing a small spin and showing him the dress shirt of his that you'd tucked into the top of your black high waisted jeans,

"How do you look better in that than me?" He groaned walking over to you and pulling you into his arms, looking down at you and smirking.

"Because I'm the better looking one." You joked leaning up and kissing him on the nose, he grumbled something and pulled you in for a real kiss, running his hand through your hair and pulling away.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of kissing you." He whispered to you, stepping away and taking another one of his dress shirts and going to get himself ready for the meal. You smiled to yourself, wondering how you ended up so lucky to be here but being happy about it either way.

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bearseokie · 4 years

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Cherished (M) | jhs

request: Hi dear, may i request husband! Hobi one? I’d like gentle, loving Hoseok making love to his wife (hand/neck/forehead kisses, light touches, just them being soft and deeply in love, because I’m on that gentle husband Hobi agenda and I think it’s too much dom Hoseok already lol) thank you so much xx

pairing: husband! hoseok x wife! reader genre: romance, smut, fluff, one-shot [warnings]: sexual content, stimulation, no protection- pull out game very strong word count: 1k summary: After a horrible business dinner, your loving husband helps you relax.

"That was forcibly the worst dinner I have ever had the pleasure of attending," you stated, walking into your shared apartment as your husband sat at the dining table, a cup of mildly warm coffee in his hands.

"I take it, it didn't go as well as it was supposed to?" he laughed, setting the cup onto the wood table and sliding his chair backward to gesture for you to sit.

"My boss doesn't know how to handle whiskey, my coworkers thought the restaurant was like a bar, and I somehow made it out alive," you said as you put your long coat onto one of the hangers, moving to Hoseok as his lap welcomed you.

"You feel light," he said as you sat down, his thighs lightly bouncing you. "Did you not eat?"

You shook your head at him, picking up his coffee and taking a sip, the dark brew bitter on your tongue as your face scrunched. He gave a light chuckle, kissing the crook of your neck before lifting you from his lap as he rose to his feet. Taking his warm seat, he walked into the kitchen as he began pulling out pans and utensils.

"What could you possibly be doing?" you laughed at him as he held a spatula into the air.

"Making our dinner." he laughed.

"You didn't eat, either. Jung Hoseok!" you yelled as he sent you an innocent glare.

"Something told me you would want more to eat when you got home. Can't blame your lovely husband for being telepathic." he joked, pulling some fresh vegetables out of the fridge to begin making the late meal.

"If you're telepathic then what am I thinking right now?" you questioned, tilting your head to the side as you took another sip of the coffee, making the same face as before.

He shook his head, lips going flat as he popped the collar on his button-down. His fingers moved over the buttons at his collarbones, slowly undoing them all the way down his front until his chest was exposed to you as you stared through the door frame at him. Mouth agape, you watched him start cutting up some of the vegetables as he spoke.

"That this scene would be better if his shirt was unbuttoned," he said, lips turning to a smirk as your legs crossed, sending him a nod.

"Actually," you spoke. "I was thinking it would look better off."

"I can do that, love," he said as he slid the sleeves off his arms, tossing it across the kitchen in a ball, having it land directly in your lap.

"That's more like it!" you exclaimed, watching him keenly as he made dinner for you both.

Setting the two full plates down on the table, he sat across from you, lighting a single candle between the two of you as you ate in the dark. Smiles and laughs were shared as you told each other about your day, the stress lifting off as you talked.

"Ah, well," he started as he stood, taking both plates to set in the sink with the other dishes. "I believe you are in need of a shower."

"Do I smell bad?" you sat up, eyes wide from his comment.

"No, but you seem stiff. I know you won't enjoy our bed if you aren't clean and relaxed." he smiled, swaying his hand for you to go take your shower as he set the dishes to wash.

"Alright, Mr. Pushy." you laughed.

Exiting the steamy shower, you realized Hoseok had snuck in, stealing your clothes and replacing them with a large, fluffy towel. You laughed as you silently scolded him, knowing he was up to something.

"Hoseok, you better have a good explanation as to why you stole my pajamas," you said, wrapping the towel around you as you stepped out.

"Such as relaxing oils that you can only put on after a shower?" he said, the bottle in his hands as you took in a deep breath, his discarded shirt now laying on your bed as he tapped the duvet beside him. "Join me?"

With the oils spread on his fingers, he gently ran them over your skin, the rose scent immediately sinking in. Light moans fell from your mouth as his fingers massaged your back muscles, kisses placed along your skin as you fell back against him. Your head turned to face him, his lips taking yours as his hand held your jaw.

His hands moved everywhere, kisses swapped between your lips and your body as he laid you down and caressed you. The towel had released your body, now laying across the duvet as he tugged it from under you, tossing that and his shirt onto the floor as his lips continued down your body. His left hand moved to your breasts, gently squeezing them as he thumbed your nipples. His right hand was holding your thigh as he pecked kisses above your core. Your small pants and moans below him indicating that you wanted him more.

He undid his belt, tossing it somewhere as it smacked into a piece of furniture. His pants slid down his legs quickly, kicking them into the pile as he moved over you again.

"What?" he asked you as you sat up on your elbows.

"Could you move any faster?" you laughed.

His eyebrow raised at you as his mouth went back to your neck, light moans coming from him this time. His hand ran down your front, moving to your core as he rubbed against you, your hips rutting into his touch as your head went back against the bed.

His hand continued to ready you as he pulled himself from his underwear, which landed on the floor at the end of the bed. You exchanged smiles as his lips moved onto yours, slowly slipping into you as he held still for you to adjust before his slow pace began. His hands moved to yours to interlock your fingers, keeping his deep, loving pace.

Both of your moans and groans filled the bedroom as his hips began to grow sluggish, your own orgasm washing over you as his lips reconnected to your neck. Pulling from you, he spilled into your stomach with a small kiss to your lips. Running a warm wash-cloth over your body, he removed his liquids and the excess oils from your body.

Laying down beside you, he chuckled.

"What's so funny?" you asked as you stood from the bed.

"Guess who's on dish duty tonight, honey?"

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bangtan-sonyeonddaeng · 4 years

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Yoongi Soulmate AU| You switch bodies

Ah, soulmates. What a wonderful thing they are. Someone that is literally destined to be with you, is the perfect match for you to spend the rest of your life with. The one person you know you can be yourself around and they will love you unconditionally. But the trouble with soulmates, is that at any given moment you switch bodies with each other. And you don’t switch back until you find each other. It could be when you’re kids, it could be when you were well into adulthood. Fate has a funny way of deciding when the time is right. So when you go to bed that night, you really weren’t expecting to wake up in your soulmate’s body.

You look up at the ceiling, noticing that something feels a little off. The bed under you feels a little more luxurious than you’re used to. As you run your hands over the sheets you realize that they definitely are not yours. You sit up abruptly, taking a look around the room and realizing this is not your room at all. You glance down and look at yourself, now noticing that you are not in your body. You can’t help but squeal excitedly when you realize you are in your soulmate’s body. Well, at least you try to anyway but your voice is much deeper than normal and it more comes out as a yell. You immediately glance around the room for a mirror, feeling really curious about what your soulmate looks like. You spot a door that you think either leads to a closet or a bathroom. You immediately run up to it and throw it open. Holy shit this closet is bigger than my whole apartment my soulmate is loaded. You think to yourself. You spot a mirror in the corner and walk over to it, standing in front of it and literally scream when you see who is staring back at you.

“Holy shit. Oh my god. Yoongi is my soulmate. Min Yoongi is my soulmate!” Your scream seems to have alerted someone as you hear the bedroom door crash against the wall. You turn around and see Hoseok standing in the door way.

“Yoongi?! Are you okay?”

“Holy shit.. Hoseok...”

“Yes? What’s wrong with you? You’re acting really weird.”

“Um.. I’m not-” Just then Jimin also bursts into the room too.

“Hyung? What’s wrong why were you- Oh Hey Hobi.” You feel so overwhelmed at the moment. Not only have you just found out Yoongi is your soulmate, but all of the other members are seeming to file into the room now having heard the commotion.

“Listen uh.. everyone I’m not Yoongi..”

“What do you mean? Did you hit your head last night or something? Are you sleep walking?” Hoseok reaches out and pokes your face and you smack his hand away. “Sure seem to act like him.” Suddenly the pieces seem to click together as Jungkook yells.

“That’s his soulmate!” They all turn and look at Jungkook in surprise.

“There’s no way..”

“Um hi everyone? My name is y/n.” You shyly wave at them and blush and Jungkook cracks up at seeing your gestures in his Hyung’s body.

“Awww Yoongi is so cute now!”

“What are you talking about Yoongi has always been cute.” You scold Jungkook for saying otherwise.

“Wait are you an army?” You freeze at Jimin’s question, suddenly feeling very nervous about their reaction for your answer.

“Um.. yes...”

“Well shit this is bad.”

“Why is this bad?”

“Do you have any idea how much damage a fan could do in his body?! We need to find out where Yoongi is and stat.” You’re offended by how quickly Namjoon has seemed to turn on you without even knowing you.

“Okay wait a minute. You don’t even know me so why would you even assume something like that? And the fact that I am a fan of you all means that I deeply care and love every single one of you. I would never do anything to harm your careers or image. You should be thankful I’m a fan and not someone who’s just after your money or fame. Besides I’m his soulmate. You see how wonderful of a person Yoongi is do you really think I would be a horrible human being and be paired with him?” Namjoon’s gaze immediately softens.

“You’re right y/n.. I’m sorry I didn’t mean that.”

“It’s okay. You’re forgiven.”

“But anyway I’d really like to get back into my own body anyway.. so anything you all can do to help would be greatly appreciated.” Just then Hoseok’s phone starts ringing.

“I don’t recognize this number.”

“Oh! Wait that’s probably me.. or Yoongi rather.” You take his phone and recognize your number. You answer it and put it on speaker.

“Hi y/n! Or should I say Yoongi.”

“Oh.. hey where’s Hoseok?”

“He’s right here. I just wanted a chance to talk to you. How you liking things over in my body?”

“You’re um.. very cute. I was actually really happy when I looked in the mirror and saw your face staring back at me.”

“Awwwww hyung that’s so cute!!! Or should I call you Noona?” Taehyung teases.

“Listen here you little brat when I get back in my own body you’re in for it you hear me?” You giggle at their arguing.

“What the fuck? I don’t giggle. Shit, that sounds weird.”

“Well maybe you should do it more often it sounds cute.” You tell him.

“Also why don’t you have anything to eat in your house? All I can find is instant ramen and you have like 10 dollars in your wallet.”

“Well sorry mister rich and famous we can’t all be millionaires like you.” You tease.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to sound rude.”

“It’s okay Yoongi, I’m just messing with you.”

“By the way y/n..”

“Yes?”

“I really appreciate all these photos you have of us hanging in your room. And my photo card in the back of your phone case. So I take it I’m your bias then right?” You blush and groan as you remember all of the BTS Items you have sitting in your room right now, on top of all of the merch with Yoongi’s name on it. “Oh, wait what’s this? A sweater with my name on the back, a hat with my name on it.. And-”

“Okay! Okay I get it yes Yoongi you are my bias. You have been since the start please don’t go through my things.”

“I won’t. I promise. Just wanted to tease you a little bit and show you what it feels like is all.”

“You both are so cute together it’s disgusting.” Jin retorts.

“Alright so! Anyway, everyone can we figure out how we’re going to get Yoongi over here please? Because I don’t exactly have a thousand dollars to get on a plane to come to South Korea.. or rather Yoongi doesn’t.. God this is so confusing.”

“Guess you’ll just have to come to me then huh?”

“I can do that. Right?” You glance around the room, uncertain if they had any concerts or schedules coming up.

“Well, I mean we did have a photo shoot today but I think focusing on getting Yoongi back here needs to be top priority.” You nod at Jimin, agreeing with his words.

“Well, then I guess I’m getting on a plane then.”

“Sounds good. I’ll see you soon then y/n.”

“See you soon, Yoongi.” You glance around the room at everyone, suddenly feeling nervous that all eyes are on you. “Um.. do you all mind leaving me alone for a little while to pack? I need to get ready and mentally prepare myself for all this..” They all nod and leave the room, wanting to respect your privacy. Everyone leaves except for Hoseok who stands there awkwardly shuffling his feet back and forth.

“Hobi? Is everything okay?”

“It’s just.. I’m really happy that Yoongi has you now. He doesn’t always show it but.. I think he was beginning to wonder if he was ever going to meet his soulmate and it was really starting to get him down. I can only imagine how happy he is right now and I just want to thank you. And tell you that I hope you’ll take good care of him.”

“Aww Hobi come here!” You cross the room to where he is and hug him tightly. He hesitates for a moment before hugging you back.

“This feels really weird. Yoongi hardly ever hugs me.” You laugh and pull away apologizing.

“Do you want to help me pack? I don’t know where any of his stuff is..”

“Sure! I’d love to.” Hoseok helps you pack up your suitcase while you recruited Namjoon to get you on the soonest flight back home. You’re all packed up and ready to go when Namjoon comes in and announces your flight is leaving in an hour. You rush out the door with Hoseok to head to the airport. He had offered to ride with you so you wouldn’t need to be by yourself. He walks you over to the gate, wishing you good luck and giving your hand a squeeze before you begin to board. You text your number from Yoongi’s phone, letting him know it’s you and you’re leaving now. You’re surprised when you receive a video message back. You open it and put your headphones in as the plane is taking off to help distract you.

“Oh wow. You got a flight that quick. I’m really excited now. I really can’t wait to meet you officially. You seem like a really sweet person. And you’re absolutely beautiful. I couldn’t believe when I woke up and looked in the mirror I was thinking, holy shit how did I get so lucky? I can’t wait to get to know you better. I asked Namjoon to transfer some money into your account so I am going to go to the store and get some stuff to cook you a nice dinner. Ah, I’m not good with this kind of stuff but.. I really was beginning to wonder if I even had a soulmate. You came into my life at just the right time and I want to thank you for that. Have a safe flight. I’ll be seeing you soon.” He waves and blows a kiss at the camera and you smile widely, setting the phone down and deciding to take a nap before you land.

Your flight went smoothly. You had texted Yoongi to let him know you were on your way to the house now and should be there in about an hour give or take depending on traffic and airport security. You’re standing outside your door. You don't know why you knock, it’s your own house. But you stand there waiting anxiously for Yoongi to come to the door. When he opens the door and your eyes finally meet you feel an odd feeling in the pit of your stomach. The world goes dark only for a moment and now suddenly you are staring back at Yoongi.

“Am I back in my own body now?” He asks. You nod your head.

“You wanna come in? You offer.”

“I mean I’ve kind of made myself at home the past few hours but sure.” You giggle and step aside allowing him in.

“That giggle sounds much better coming from your voice.” You blush and continue with him into the kitchen, mouth watering at how delicious the food smells and looks.

“Wow.. Yoongi this looks amazing!”

“Only the best for my soulmate.” You turn around and throw yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly around the waist.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening.”

“It almost feels too good to be true.” He kisses the top of your head, but you want his lips elsewhere. You place your hands on either side of his face.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, not wanting to rush into anything that might make him uncomfortable.

“Please..” You feel like the world is moving in slow motion as you move forward and finally, press your lips against his. It’s a quick peck at first, testing the waters and seeing how it feels to finally be kissing your soulmate. You pull away but Yoong immediately latches his fingers in your shirt and tugs you back into him, kissing you more passionately this time. He deepens the kiss and backs you into the counter, caging you in with his arms. Your breath is quickening and your pulse is thudding rapidly in your chest as he move his tongue along the bottom of your lip. You don’t hesitate to open it and allow his tongue to explore your mouth. He moves away after a few more moments, needing to catch his breath. You move in to kiss him again and he chuckles at you, kissing your nose instead.

“Ah, you gotta give me a minute baby. That was.. wow..”

“I haven’t felt anything like that in my life.”

“Me either. Who knew kissing your soulmate could feel like that?” He kisses your forehead and then dishes out dinner for the two of you. You sit down on the couch facing one another and talking about everything so you can get to know each other better. At the end of the night Yoongi stands in the kitchen, unsure if he should ask to stay with you tonight or get a hotel. You move to go towards your bedroom and turn around when you notice he isn’t following you.

“Are you coming?” He smiles and walks after you. You both settle into bed, laying side by side with your hands linked in the middle.

“So what are we going to do about tomorrow?”

“Ah, well I have to go back to South Korea but I wanted to know if you would come with me..”

“You really want me to go back with you?”

“Yes.. I don’t, like I know you’re my soulmate and all but we just met and I don’t want this to sound weird but the thought of just leaving after meeting you makes my chest hurt.” You bring a hand up over your heart, you’ve been feeling the same way.

“It’s not weird.. actually I have been thinking the same thing I just wasn’t sure how to ask you.” He sighs in relief, bringing your hand up to his lips and kissing the back of it.

“That’s a big relief. Wow okay. Great. So tomorrow I can buy you a plane ticket and we can go back together. You can officially meet all the members too!”

“I already met them though.”

“Yeah but, you met them as me that’s different..” You giggle and roll over onto your side so you can lay on his chest.

“That actually sounds lovely, Yoongi.” You both get quiet after that and you’re just about to fall asleep when Yoongi’s voice makes you perk up.

“I still can’t believe I got to meet you..”

“I should be saying that to you. Why were you so certain we weren't ever going to find each other?” Yoongi grows quiet next to you. “If you don’t want to talk about it that’s okay too..”

“Ah, no it’s just.. A really good friend of mine never experienced the switch. He believes his soulmate is no longer living and it just terrified me that the same might be the case for me since I was waiting so long.” You turn to face him and he does the same, reaching your hand out to cup his face as you lean in and press a light peck to his lips.

“Well you know, fate has a funny way of knowing just when you need your soulmate the most. I think we both came into each other’s lives at the right time.”

“I think you’re right y/n.” You roll onto your other side and he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into him.

“Can I ask you something Yoongi?”

“Of course baby.”

“How many times did you look at me naked?” You feel him move and suddenly a pillow is repeatedly being whacked onto your shoulder. You burst out laughing as Yoongi throws the pillow to the side and starts tickling you mercilessly.

“You’re such a brat you know that!”

“It’s a completely valid question!”

“I would never disrespect you like that.. but for your information it was only when I had to change out of my pajamas okay?” You chuckle at him and kiss his forehead, settling back down into bed.

“I was just teasing you.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“But you’ll grow to love me.” The fond look that washes over Yoongi’s features makes your heart race.

“Yeah, I think I will.”

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Drown in me | Pt. 3

• Pairing: Pirate!Yoongi x Siren!Jungkook • Genre: Angst, Fluff | Pirate!AU / Siren!AU ( → Gifset Trailer) • Words: 9,5k • Disclaimer: mentioning of blood, alcohol, abuse, nsfw content

written with @cassiavioletblue

↳ “When I sing…people do weird things. Strange things happen.” Yoongi laughed awkwardly but stopped right away when he realized that Jungkook was serious about what he had said. This wasn’t a scared little boy trying to make use of some fairytale to scare the captain of the ship he’s been brought on into submission. He believed what he said.

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Since Yoongi had found the map on Jungkook’s back a lot of things had changed. He looked at it first thing every morning, right after waking up. Jungkook had made a little habit of his own as he tended to sleep in his bed now. Of course Yoongi would never say it out loud but he actually loved this, getting to bed and finding that Jungkook had already warmed it for him with his body or spending the sleepless hours he sometimes had and usually spent staring holes into the planks of his ship and questioning his existence with different distractions like tracing the star spots on Jungkook’s back or just watching him sleep. He just seemed to become more and more beautiful the longer he looked at him.

Namjoon had joked that apparently Jungkook had bewitched him after all because he looked at him the same way he had looked at treasures before. Needless to say, that Yoongi had just completely ignored him. No one bewitched the black captain. He just was a man with needs and having someone like Jungkook close to him all the time brought up certain thoughts of course.

That was all.

While the crew was getting the ship ready, some men were loading sufficient provision, some saying goodbye to their families as they were ready to take on a new adventure and Hoseok leaned over the map that had been transferred from Jungkook.

“And you are sure that this is the only way to get there?“ Hoseok hummed, eyeing the map and studying it carefully. As the main navigator he had to make sure they all got to their destination safely and the route that the captain chose this time wouldn't make it easier. “We're sailing close to Nightmare's territory and this isn't calm water. And this right here, there's a reef, we could run aground if we’re not working together. We have to be careful and slow. You sure you want to do this?“

“Ah, no, now that you told me this I think we should all just retire, give up the ship and live calm, riskless lives till we die.” Yoongi laughed at Hoseok’s face, “Come on, we are pirates. Since when are we afraid of reefs or riffs or other pirates?“ He had to admit that those kind of pirates were pretty scary, and the ‘Nightmare’ was a ship that lived up to its name but he definitely wouldn‘t say that out loud in front of his crew. To them he was their fearless captain!

“Just wanted to make sure. You have been acting awfully soft lately,” Hoseok nodded nonetheless with a proud smirk. “Let’s get some magical treasure then.”

...

Jungkook leaned over the edge of the ship, enjoying the salty breeze. It was still weird sometimes to be able to roam around freely - well, as freely as he could. Yoongi was always close, his eyes on him as if he still didn't believe Jungkook would stay. But the siren wanted to see the mirror, too. He had an aim now. And staying with the pirates hadn’t turned out to be so bad.

“Oh, this one is pretty!” Jungkook had wanted to go back into the cabin, when he saw the shell collection that a pirate was sorting out, taking in new ones, carefully cleaning them and making sure they would glisten perfectly under the sun. He got onto his knees, reaching for one of the closed oysters that were still alive “Can I?“

Jungkook motioned for the young pirate to be quiet, to not make a big fuss about it and held his palm on top of the oyster careful not to hurt it. “I can't promise that there will be a pearl,“ Jungkook whispered, when the oyster began to tremble and open up, “This way you don't have to hurt them.“

The young siren smiled, seeing Yoongi out of the corner of his eyes, observing them carefully as if someone could jump and try to attack him again. He came up to them, watching how delicately Jungkook handled the oyster. They would die on land and for a horrible second he wondered if keeping Jungkook on his ship would kill him too. Not for the lack of water but because of the risks Hoseok had just reminded him of. His crew was used to this kind of life - but Jungkook was gentle and caring and if they got in a fight Jungkook would be the first to fall if he couldn’t defend himself. He couldn’t just start to sing or else all of them would feel the effects. “Hey fishboy. Are you trying to get yourself a pet here?” He smiled as if he wasn’t just thinking about how he wouldn’t be able to take it if Jungkook died. Just because of the treasure of course.

Jungkook shook his head, “I don't know what you call it, but I wanted to make a friend. Not a pet.“ He looked at Taehyung who was just as cluelessly looking back at his captain, thinking Yoongi had talked about Tae and not the oyster. His expression only changed when he saw that there was really a pearl inside of the oyster. Jungkook smiled at him, “If you take him back into the ocean, I'll promise every oyster will open for you in the future.“ He winked at the pirate and got up.

“So, you are friends with oysters?” Yoongi smirked. “What else are you friends with? Just so I know what not to serve you.” He wasn’t entirely joking because since Jungkook had taken him swimming and that oyster had given him a pearl he hadn’t asked for oysters in the kitchen again. Seeing Jungkook so happy about their interaction had ruined his appetite for them. Hopefully Jungkook wasn’t friends with every fish in the ocean or else they’d run out of food.

Jungkook sighed, thinking about answering Yoongi for a second before he just walked ahead and back under deck. He had enough of his teasing, and he couldn't count the times that he told Yoongi that he wasn't a fish and couldn’t communicate with them.

With the Siren gone Yoongi could talk freely to Tae who was tossing the oysters and other clams that were still alive back into the water. “Hey.” The pirate looked up at the careful tone of his captains voice. “You know that we’re going to sail some dangerous waters right? I’ll be a lot on deck and Namjoon and Hobi will be as well. I figured you’re not scared of Jungkook like most of the others? So, it would be really nice if you could have an eye on him in case anything... happens.” He didn’t have to elaborate, something ‘happening’ on a pirate ship usually meant the same things: shallow banks, navy ships or other pirates. He would feel better knowing that Taehyung was looking out for Jungkook because even though Taehyung seemed just as soft as Jungkook at first glance he could become a ruthless, merciless pirate in case someone threatened to hurt crewmembers - and hopefully he would think of Jungkook as a crewmember as well.

Taehyung simply nodded at the order, returning his attention to his collection. Maybe the siren could help him find more rare shells in return.

Down in the captain's cabin, Jungkook watched Jin set the table for two. But when Yoongi still wasn't showing up Jungkook just ate by himself, shuffling over to the bed right after. The salty air had made him tired. Even though it had become almost a routine to eat dinner together, Jungkook knew that Yoongi still had to lead his crew and his ship. He yawned tiredly, getting rid of his clothes, before he slipped under the blanket.

…

Yoongi returned to his cabin late with the sky already dark and the stars glistening. Every time he looked up at them it made him think of Jungkook now. He sighed deeply as he stretched out his muscles from a long day of ‘pirating’ as Jungkook had called it once. Speaking of which the younger had stolen his bed again, lying so outstretched that he would have to gently nudge him aside to find room. He got out of his clothes and then tried to make Jungkook roll over without waking him - which he failed because the siren sniffled a little and then opened his eyes. “Don’t mind me, I’m just trying to find some room in my bed, pretty.” Finally, he could get into bed with Jungkook and the warmed up covers felt perfect against his cold skin.

Jungkook only mumbled something that he couldn't understand as an answer, before he noticed how cold Yoongi's body was. He shivered, turning around to pull the captain closer and the blanket tighter around their bodies. “You're ice cold,“ Jungkook whispered sleepily, placing his warm hand onto Yoongi's cold and naked chest. The pirate captain chuckled at that, liking the feel of Jungkook’s hands against his body way too much. “Well why don’t you warm me up then?” He leaned in to brush a lost strand back behind Jungkook’s face and let his hand linger there a little before he let it trail a tingling path all the way over his shoulder to the small of Jungkook’s back. “Have you decided on a proper location yet?” The amusement was sparkling in his eyes.

“Whenever you aren't afraid of me anymore.” Jungkook answered boldly but the younger’s heart skipped a few beats nonetheless as heat was rushing up into his cheeks. “You're still afraid to be bewitched by my kiss? To drown?” He smirked, nuzzling his face back into the cushion and closed his eyes again. “I always thought pirates aren't afraid of anything.“

The surprise rendered him speechless but just for a second. He had thought that Jungkook would blush again and get flustered, maybe shyly admit that he wasn’t sure yet. That the siren practically gave him a pass right now came as a pleasant revelation.

He lowered his voice, whispering dark and promising into Jungkook’s ear, “Oh pretty, I’m not scared of you. I just tried to be polite and give you time to wrap your head around what it’s going to be like for you to be my companion in bed. Though if thinking I’m scared of you was the only thing holding you back then now that it’s out of the way…” He finished his sentence by shifting his weight and leaning over Jungkook. The younger looked up at him, so beautiful, so tempting and Yoongi just surrender to his desire. He closed the sirens mouth with his, hungry and demanding while his hand was finding a way to Jungkook’s chest, touching, feeling, teasing his naked skin. He was kissing the surprised gasp right from Jungkook’s lips. The kiss was effectively shutting down every worry or doubt in the siren’s mind. It had been a long time since someone had kissed him like that and Yoongi’s hands on his skin just felt too good to push away again. He had wanted this, he wanted Yoongi. He would have lied if he told otherwise. Wherever he went, Jungkook felt the longing stare on his back and when he turned around he saw Yoongi and his heart ached blissfully, a feeling he was chasing without even noticing. He had gotten used to sleeping next to him way too quickly and whenever Jungkook woke up without Yoongi by his side it felt like something was missing. He barely knew him and still, here he was, lying underneath the handsome pirate, kissing him back just as eagerly. Before he had wanted nothing but his freedom and when Yoongi gave the choice back to him, Jungkook fought the urge to just stay in the other’s arms. And although he was scared that Yoongi would not care anymore as soon as he got the treasure and that he only wanted him because of the part that was seductively siren in Jungkook, he couldn’t stop.

Jungkook moaned quietly, pulling Yoongi in closer by his waist. Yoongi felt relief wash over him as Jungkook kissed him back just as heatedly, obviously on the same page as him. He hadn't been entirely sure if it was just the siren’s nature to react to flirting and tease right back, but this reaction felt real. He quickly pushed down Jungkook's underpants that the younger wore for sleeping because everything between him and Jungkook's body felt like a personal affront. He couldn't wait to touch all of him, explore every part of his body, every inch of his skin…

The need started burning in his gut, his body reacting to the mental stimulation it got. Jungkook could feel the need rush through his body, making him impatient and feeling way too hot. Nonetheless he couldn’t help but blush, when Yoongi pulled down his underwear so eagerly. Jungkook just kept on kissing Yoongi, nibbling at his lips, his jawline and only let go off him when the pirate got rid of his own pants.

He had seen Yoongi naked before, it was nothing new, but still it felt like he saw him for the first time like this. He gulped, a rosy blush on his cheeks when Yoongi hovered back over him, kissing his neck. Jungkook instinctively spread his thighs a little further so he could feel Yoongi even closer on him, while his hands were exploring Yoongi’s body, tracing softly over a few scars from what he assumed must be from fights, before he pushed his lips back onto his. Yoongi comfortably lied back down in between Jungkook’s thighs. Feeling how willingly the younger spread them for him had him stifling a moan. He couldn’t wait to be inside him.

He inwardly groaned - not the nice kind of groan this time - when he remembered that he needed to use something on the siren to make it easier for them and that he didn’t keep stuff like that next to his bed. Though when he needed to get up from the bed anyways he could also lock the door to prevent a drunken visit from Namjoon again. If it was going well then his crew members would hear what was happening anyways as he doubted that Jungkook wouldn’t be vocal.

Jungkook propped himself up on his elbows, watching Yoongi with a fast beating heart. The sound of the door locking made him jerk a little, as he felt so on edge and sensitive already, while his eyes stayed glued on Yoongi’s back. He tried to see what the other was doing, for a second thinking that Yoongi might have changed his mind. The doubts came just as fast as they were gone again, when the pirate turned around. Jungkook relaxed visibly when he saw that it wasn’t a cloth or anything alike to stuff his mouth with.

At the wide eyed look Jungkook gave him Yoongi startled a little. Getting up from the bed without a word after making out probably hadn’t been his best idea. “Don’t worry I just got some coconut oil from the shelf. It should work. I’ve used that kind of stuff before.” He got back on the bed, sitting back on his heels and then ordering, “Turn around for me, please.”

Jungkook couldn’t decipher the feeling inside of him, anything of it really: The aching to let Yoongi have him, the fear in him, the anxiety that he would let go off him as soon as he got his treasure and that he was just someone to spend the nights with. And still he wanted him. Jungkook tried to wave it off that he was just having his ‘needs’ too. He just couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Jungkook did as Yoongi ordered and turned around to look at him over his shoulder, biting his lip in excitement. Yoongi gave the younger a once over, from his long neck down over his shoulder blades that still stuck out a little too much even though Jungkook ate more regularly now since they had established their new rules of him being not-quite a prisoner. His small waist gave his body a slight curve that Yoongi found incredibly attractive. His eyes were glued on the siren as he opened the jar with the oil. He generously coated his erection with it, jerking himself a few times until it became too slippery to be enjoyable. However, it would be different with Jungkook‘s body so he added a bit more just to be sure and then wiped his hands clean on the sheets. He needed a good grip on Jungkook‘s hips.

Jungkook’s heart was only beating faster when he watched Yoongi jerking himself, soft, low groans leaving his lips and the need to lean in and kiss him again overwhelmed him completely. He felt a little left out, that was until Yoongi gripped him tight around his hips, pulling him closer and tearing a squeal from him. Jungkook instinctively spread his thighs a little more to give Yoongi better access. Yoongi positioned himself at Jungkook’s entrance and started to push in, only going slower when he felt how much Jungkook’s body resisted. He’s had a lot of sex so far, seeking distraction on every island they landed on, but he had always chosen the easy, no-strings-attached way; which meant male prostitutes, rent boys, the men he found on the side of the street or in certain bars. He’s never had to prepare them before. Jungkook was different though and Yoongi was a little out of his depth when he realized he might be going too fast for him.

“You... you’re not a virgin, are you? You’ve done this before…with humans?” He stuttered, trying to keep himself from pushing further in because the tightness felt heavenly - even though he knew it must be a little too much for Kook.

Jungkook nodded his head, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly. “Y-yes, but you know…the kidnapping and…all,” He was panting, chuckling low, “The last one sold me to those sailors.” Reaching behind him, Jungkook held onto Yoongi’s waist keeping him steady, “Just go slow, okay? I can take some pain.” He looked over his shoulder for a moment, his gaze turning sultry, “I really want you, Yoongi.” Slowly, Jungkook moved his hips, gasping when the feel of being stretched out hit him hard – but he didn’t stop.

“You mean..?” Jungkook didn’t seem the type to look for one night stands so if Yoongi wasn’t wrong then the Siren had just told him that the last person he had trusted or been in love with had sold him into being a prisoner on a ship. Which only very few managed to survive. Ships had their own laws. Even for a human being sold like this promised a nightmare to come - and all the more if you were a creature of the sea supposed to show the crew a way to magical treasures you didn’t know much about. It must have broken Jungkook’s heart.

Yoongi leaned over him, suddenly feeling protective and started kissing his neck, soothing over his shoulder to relax him. The only thing he was grateful for was that if Jungkook’s last time had been with that dishonorable prick it meant that the sailors at least hadn’t touched him. Going slow together with his caresses seemed to make it a little easier for the younger as he slowly opened up to him, inch by inch. Yoongi’s thighs trembled from the tension of holding himself back. It felt so good, better than he had ever felt before. “Fuck, you’re... incredible!” His suppressed moans sounded desperate already even though they hadn’t really started yet.

Jungkook couldn’t keep from smiling, feeling proud that he was the one making Yoongi so desperate, his fingertips digging deeper into his waist. The younger felt totally breathless when Yoongi completely bottomed out and he was sweating already. Jungkook moved his hips slowly, circling them to get used to the feeling of being filled, pushing back onto Yoongi with a little pressure, then a little more. Soft moans were spilling from Jungkook’s lips, “Please, Yoongi!”

Yoongi cursed filthily in best pirate manner when his hips met Jungkook’s ass. The younger felt better than he could have ever imagined or dreamed of; he was pure tightness and velvety heat, perfect muscles and peachy skin under his touch. “You good?” His breath didn’t last for more and he was actually quite proud that he waited for Jungkook’s affirmation before moving although everything in him ached to thrust forward and indulge himself in the younger’s sweet body. He wanted to take as much as he could before he would lose Jungkook to the water or another ship again. “Mh’ yeah, would be better if you started fucking me, or is this it?” Jungkook answered cheekily, although he knew better by now not to tease the pirate. He smirked, pushing his ass back onto him sensually.

”Did you just..?” Yoongi’s mouth hung open before his expression turned dangerous. “Whatever you want, baby. Just don’t come crying to me if you can’t walk tomorrow. I’ll make you remember who had that sweet ass of yours.” He rubbed his palm over the firm flesh before roughly pulling the boy back against him. He could feel himself slide in deeper and from the way Jungkook shuddered helplessly he wasn’t the only one who felt like he was losing his mind from pleasure. With his hands on Jungkook’s ass and his weight on top of the younger he controlled him completely, setting a deep and dirty pace that had the bed shaking. Jungkook was trying to hold onto the headboard to keep himself steady, the thrusts making him jerk forward with each push. “Ah, it feels so good,” He moaned and laid his head back down onto the cushion, his ass up as he reached for Yoongi’s hand. He placed his own on top, just to feel him even closer. Jungkook couldn’t withstand Yoongi, not physically nor emotionally. The thrusts were hitting deep, making him shake and tremble so quickly like he never had before. Jungkook closed his eyes, dwelling in the pleasure, sweet, melodic moans the only thing that mixed with his heavy pants.

The moment Jungkook started to moan for real was when Yoongi felt it; it was like being hit with something hot, like a wave that pulled him under. He didn’t stand a chance from the onslaught of pleasure that filled him, so suddenly that he almost lost balance.

“Oh.. oh fuck!” He held onto the younger for dear life as his harsh, deep trusts only teased more sounds from Jungkook’s throat. The more he used his voice the more unbearable the desire became, ebbing and flowing through his body like the ocean, filling his senses, his mind until he couldn’t think about anything else but Jungkook and that he was inside of him. He wanted to become one with Jungkook so desperately, to come inside of him and make the siren fall apart because of him that it became a need more important than oxygen. He needed to feel Jungkook closer, to fill him out, make him his, etch himself into Jungkook’s heart and body as deeply as he could.

Jungkook could feel his thighs shaking with the way Yoongi was going for it. He sat up a little more, leaning back and letting the pirate wrap his arms around him to keep him seated on his cock while he turned to kiss him sloppily. Jungkook loved the feel of Yoongi’s sweaty chest against his back, his warmth and secure hold and the force with which he fucked him. He stole one more kiss, before the siren let himself fall onto his hands again, spreading his thighs a little more and starting to jerk himself off. Jungkook moaned Yoongi’s name loudly, his hole tightening deliciously around the pirate’s cock with each stroke.

Yoongi held onto the siren as if he was everything that kept him from losing his mind and right now it felt like exactly that. He whispered praises into Jungkook’s ear, telling him how beautiful he was, how kind, how much he loved to see his smile first thing in the morning when it was still a little sleepy and only meant for him. He told him breathlessly how much he loved to watch Jungkook by the sea and how he had wanted to drag him into his cabin and just take him whenever Jungkook had gone skinny dipping, presenting that well rounded ass to the pirate as if he was teasing him with a delicacy he wasn’t allowed to taste. The words just kept coming as if something had loosened his tongue and made his heart spill over, so that he was confessing all his feelings in a rush, a fresh haze of heat burning him from the inside out whenever Jungkook so much as gasped or moaned or melodically whimpered his name while he touched himself.

Jungkook’s jerks were getting more desperate, his pants and moans louder so that he was sure his magic was reaching further than the captain’s cabin by now – but he didn’t care. Nothing of it was harmful anyways. A smile played on his lips, when he trembled and Jungkook pushed his ass back a little more, “M’ so close, please.”

Yoongi was close as well - but he couldn’t speak or tell him otherwise, his voice had been lost in what he was feeling. He was too far gone to realize that it was the siren’s magic that had infected him, heightening his pleasure because that’s what Jungkook was feeling. He was at the mercy of his own desires, his own lust and the closer Jungkook got to finishing off the more intense it got and the more overwhelmed he felt.

His grip around Jungkook’s waist tightened as if he never wanted to let go of the boy, his thrusts becoming more sharp and reckless as he chased his own pleasure. He fucked Jungkook so hard that the boy gasped for breath each time the pirate snapped his hips forward, right into his sweet spot that made him see stars flashing in front of his eyes. It didn’t take long for Jungkook to fall apart right on his cock. His thighs were trembling, his whole body shaking from the pleasure as he cried out. Jungkook fell forward, a quivering mess, his muscles clenching tightly from the waves of his orgasm, feeling blissfully gone in pure ecstasy. Each stroke inside of him, made him shiver even more, intensifying the feeling and when Yoongi began to tremble, his thrusts faltering, Jungkook was still clenching around him in aftershocks, trying to catch his breath. Yoongi came hard and with a hoarse cry, harder than he could ever remember coming before. He kept Jungkook close to him, riding out his orgasm buried deeply inside the younger’s sensitive body until the siren started twitching and jerking every time Yoongi’s shallow thrusts send him further into overstimulation. Yoongi tried to find his voice or get his breath back but failed miserably, still lost in the waves of pleasure when Jungkook's body stopped shaking and his own muscles stopped trembling as well.

When Yoongi finally pulled out, Jungkook just let go and let himself fall into the bed. The wet, hot cum inside of him had him feeling so utterly dirty but Jungkook couldn’t get himself to get up right now. He sighed softly, feeling Yoongi’s body slump down next to him.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the…the moans,” Jungkook whispered and turned to look at him, “But you looked so beautiful when you were gone, and it doesn’t harm you. I didn’t want you to be scared.” A faint smile appeared on his lips and Jungkook shifted a little closer to Yoongi, holding onto him tightly. “Oh,” It made a lot more sense now, how incredible Jungkook had felt and how he had lost himself so quickly. He couldn’t find it in him to care though. He felt amazing. Sated and boneless, limbs heavy and mind blissed out. “Were you trying to bewitch me, or does it come naturally to you?” He lowered his voice to whisper into Kook’s ear, “Do you get everyone hot and bothered every time you jerk off too? Maybe that’s why I wanted you so much. How often did you make yourself come next to me at night, moaning your siren song into my ear?” He didn’t mind the sweat or cum on Jungkook, so he pulled him back in, nipping at the juncture of his neck. When it didn’t have enough of an effect he rubbed over Jungkook’s nipples, knowing that the other must be hyper aware of his oversensitivity right now.

The siren shivered, “No, it comes naturally.“ Gasping lightly, Jungkook felt too weak to hold Yoongi back, letting him nibble and kiss him everywhere he could reach. “What?“ He placed a hand on Yoongi's chest, “I would never, not when you're sleeping next to me. Did you?“ Jungkook's eyes grew wider at the sudden imagery in his head.

Yoongi smirked, kissing Jungkook's cheek half smug, half apologetically. "Yeah, I did. After we went into the sea together and I saw you naked and wet, and so so fucking beautiful and then you let me touch you - and practically told me that I could fuck you some time...you didn't think that would leave me cold, did you?" At Jungkook's shy reaction he added, "Don't worry, I didn't touch you, I just waited till you were asleep and then imagined how it would feel to sink into your tight heat and take you right on that beach. Nothing I imagined came even close to what it actually feels like to fuck you though. I hope you enjoyed it because I definitely want to do this again. And next time I know I need to go slow first. You're not hurting, are you?”

The younger’s cheeks were blushing, and he mindlessly drew pattern into Yoongi’s chest in his embarrassment, “N-no. I’m okay. I’ll just go and wash up really quick.” Jungkook leaned in and placed a kiss on the pirates cheek, one that let his own heart jump, because he’d never been the one to initiate things like that. Jungkook carefully got up and around the bed, giving Yoongi the perfect view of the bruises forming around his waist where he had gripped him tightly. Looking over his shoulder, he smiled, before he vanished into the small bathroom to wash himself. The bowl filled with water was ice cold, but Jungkook didn’t mind right now. He could hear Yoongi shift around in the room and when he came back, he noticed the changed sheets. “Thank you.” Jungkook whispered and laid back down next to him, not even bothering to put clothes back on. He put his arm around Yoongi’s waist, pulling himself in. Tiredly, he nuzzled his face closer, blending out every doubt and thought about how Yoongi was just using him and would drop him soon after he got what he wanted: the treasure. Jungkook was just a beautiful siren that passed his way and the more he thought about it, the more he realized his own fears had changed. Jungkook shuddered.

"Are you cold?" Yoongi had misinterpreted Jungkook's shudder and held him a little tighter to his chest, rubbing over his arms to warm him up. "I can get you another blanket if you want?" Suggesting that Jungkook put his clothes back on wasn't an option as he liked it too much to have the younger naked in his arms. Seeing the bruises on Kook made him feel satisfied as it would mean Kook would remember him - it was something he thought about sometimes. As a pirate he went in and out of people's life whenever they visited an Island and except for his crew no one really knew him. He couldn't change that - and also shouldn't for safety reasons. But at least he could imprint his presence in someone’s body, hoping he would live in their thoughts a little longer.

“I’m fine,” Jungkook closed his eyes and leaned his head on Yoongi’s chest, seeking the warmth of his body heat, which made it so easy to fall asleep, feeling safe in the pirates embrace.

He only woke, when the sun was shining through the bullseye again and there was no way he could sleep any longer.

Jungkook groaned, turning when he felt Yoongi leave the bed. Pursing his lips into a pout, the younger blinked his eyes open. With a sigh, he pushed the blanket away from his body and got up as well. He walked past the pirate and towards the drawer where Yoongi stored his clothes to try and find something that fit him. Unfortunately for the pirate, he could see now that the bruises were all gone and where his handprints had been the night before, there was only soft, milky skin now.

Yoongi, stopped short. He had to make a double take before he could believe it: All of the marks he had so proudly and possessively left on Jungkook‘s skin were gone. Of course, when the siren‘s ability to heal himself was able to handle cuts then a few superficial bruises were gone in no time. He hadn‘t thought about this yesterday so today came as a surprise. Yoongi huffed, feeling personally offended by Jungkook‘s healing abilities even though he knew that it was childish, that Jungkook couldn‘t control that - and that it would just give him a reason to bruise Jungkook up anew. In bed. Maybe even tonight.

“You okay?” Jungkook turned to look at the pirate when he huffed, walking over to him to brush his hand through his hair. He let his hand wander down to Yoongi’s cheek, lingering there for a little while as his gaze locked with his. Jungkook leaned in, wanting to kiss Yoongi again, but a knock on the cabin’s door made him jerk away and leave his embrace. He quickly put a shirt on, before Namjoon peeked through the door once more interrupting them. Yoongi wished he hadn’t unlocked the door already.

“You slept pretty long. How about you skip breakfast and come on deck? Hoseok needs you to help and guide through the shallow sea.” Jungkook sighed softly, folding his hands together. If Yoongi would skip breakfast, then he would need to, too. No matter where Yoongi went, and although he didn’t call him a prisoner anymore, the captain never let him out of sight.

“Great.” Yoongi’s voice was saturated with sarcasm. “You really know how to ruin my mood, Namjoon,” He took Jungkook’s chin and turned the boy’s head around to kiss him deeply and possessively, completely ignoring Namjoon’s presence. Then he leaned in, whispering a few words into Jungkook’s ear, “Why don’t you have breakfast without me and then we met back at lunch. You shouldn’t skip a meal because you’ll need your strength. Apparently your body is adamant on making it seem like I never touched you which means I’ll have to make you remember me every night.” He smirked, half promising half annoyed from how they needed to part and then quickly followed Namjoon back on deck.

Jungkook stood frozen on the spot and when Yoongi was gone and the door closed, he was completely and utterly confused. Turning around, he didn’t quite know what to do with himself now, when usually he’d follow the captain around. And only after a couple of minutes of calming his fast beating heart, did Jungkook get out of the cabin, carefully tip toeing into the kitchen to search for breakfast. Whenever a crew member passed him, Jungkook almost pressed himself to the wall, averting his gaze, not wanting to get any attention on why he was walking around alone – but luckily, no one seemed to mind.

…

“Yoongi god fucking damn it,” Hoseok yelled, “Tell your dumb ass crew to look out larboard as well. If we run aground because they thought they only need to observe one side then I’ll fucking jump off this ship and let you all sail with ten knots against a cliff.”

The captain’s answer was an angry growl. Not only was Hoseok talking to him in a way that he shouldn’t but he was also right with what he was saying which made it even worse.

“You are part of that dumbass crew!” He reminded him roughly, “And if you don't stop running your mouth like that then you’ll go overboard either way.” He normally just overlooked Hoseok’s way of talking to him as the other did an amazing job, but he was agitated already so angering him further wouldn’t be a healthy choice for anyone today.

Jungkook was munching on an apple that Jin had given him, saying that he looked as if he was lacking vitamins, and got back on deck. He regretted it the minute he stepped out into the sun. There were crew members running around, he could hear the navigator and Yoongi screaming orders, yelling over of each other.

“If you fucking get just one scratch into my beautiful ship…”

Jungkook turned to look over his shoulder at the angry growl and up to the steering wheel, chuckling quietly. He walked ahead, his eyes only on Yoongi, when someone bumped into him roughly making him stumble. The crew member just disregarded him quickly, running off to the other side of the ship. Jungkook huffed in annoyance. “Here, Jin made you some tea and this bread is for you.” He held the metal can and the food out for the captain with a smile. “He says you shouldn’t drink whisky this early and you’ll only get it at lunch.” Jungkook quickly stepped aside again when another pirate was almost running him over.

“I can’t eat right now!” Yoongi disregarded his nice gesture with an annoyed glance. It was cute that Jungkook had thought of him but right now he didn’t have any capacities left for pleasantries, he was busy trying to stay afloat and keep them on the water instead of under it. “You eat it - you need it anyway.” He ran over to another pirate, yelling at him for taking the wrong rope and messing up the knots.

For the second time today, Jungkook stood completely confused, looking down at the bread and tea. He bit his lip. The younger could clearly see that Yoongi had his hands full, but still the way Yoongi had talked to him left a bitter taste in his mouth. Jungkook smiled faintly at Hoseok, who looked at him pitiful and he quickly began to place the food and can down where Yoongi could still take it if he wanted to. It was too chaotic on deck for him, a perfect mirror for the turmoil of feelings inside of himself. Jungkook barely had managed to get up when a wave hit the ship. The tea sloshed out of the can first and then the rest of what was left hit the planks together with the high sound of porcelain shattering. Yoongi cursed before he even saw where it had come from or what had happened. “Which of you fuckwads was stupid enough to leave dishes on deck? If anyone gets cut and bleeds out I’ll make the idiot who’s responsible for that share that fate! Clean it…” He broke off, when it hit a little too late that Jungkook’s had dishes with him when he had come on deck to bring him tea and bread. He turned and there he was, standing close to the white, sharp shards that were scattered all across the planks and tumbled even further every time the ship moved a little too roughly.

Jungkook’s eyes were wide and he looked back at Yoongi for a second, eyes fearful and then he quickly got onto his knees and began collecting the shards. He pulled his shirt out of his pants to form a little hollow to put the shards in, mumbling a few apologies. He didn’t really notice when he cut himself on a shard, trying to catch it before it flew further away from him as they sailed through the tides. The younger tried not to show how embarrassed he felt, but the laughing and pointing of the crew members around him made him feel awful. “It was your little siren, captain.” One of them said, holding their stomach as if they couldn’t contain their laughter. “Not as graceful as we thought.”

Jungkook quickly grabbed the can, mumbling something about how he would get something to clean it up further, as he balanced the shards and everything else, trying not to stumble. He was so concentrated on not letting any of the pieces fall from his grip that he didn’t notice when one of the Pirates tripped him up. Yoongi didn’t see that from his point of view, however he saw Jungkook lose his balance and fall forward, effectively throwing everything he had collected all over the place. More laughing from the pirates and curses from Yoongi washed over the siren who looked as if he had fallen into a few of the sharp, broken pieces himself.

Jungkook cried out in sudden pain, carefully bringing his palms back up to see the damage. He was shaking with the anger, blood dripping down his hands. Jungkook hated this day already and the crew was adamant on making it worse. In his vibrating anger, the siren didn’t notice how the waves were starting to tremble too, as if the ocean was mimicking his emotions. He snapped around, his eyes narrowed as his gaze bored through the laughing crew members when a wave hit overboard and drowned the pirates with it. Jungkook’s eyes widened in shock when all three of them tumbled over, now soaking wet, coughing for air. Jungkook gasped, when the tension fell off him, just like the wave ebbed back into the ocean. He had never done such a thing before and for a second he was completely stunned.

Yoongi had tried to get to Jungkook to check up on him but he wasn’t in time to stop him from working his water magic or spell or whatever it was that he was doing. It definitely helped with the laughing because there was dead silence the second they all realized that the sudden wave came from Jungkook, then there was murmuring, like an angry swarm of hornets. Out of the corner of his eyes Yoongi could see one of the pirates draw his blade and instead of carefully helping Jungkook up like he had wanted he gripped him painfully on his arm to pull him up right away. “Get up!” He hissed, dragging the younger along with him under deck.

“I didn’t mean to! I swear!” Jungkook was trying to explain right away, his heart beating into overdrive out of sheer panic that Yoongi would imprison him again, “I’ve never done such a thing before. I was angry…they hurt me, they made me fall into the shards on purpose.” Jungkook whined quietly, stumbling after Yoongi whose grip only turned more painful. “I swear, please…please don’t hurt me,” Jungkook shivered, feeling light-headed and when Yoongi stopped, he tried to turn his head, closing his eyes, waiting for the blow to hit. Yoongi held him tightly on both his arms now, turning him around so that the younger’s back hit the wall behind him, “Do you have any idea what you just did?” His voice was icy and his eyes just as cold as he stared him down.

“I’m trying to protect you! And the first time I let you be on your own, thinking that you might handle this you fucking ruin it! You’re risking not just your life but mine as well! What do you think they’ll do when they come for you and I’m trying to protect you, hm? That their captain is a reasonable human being and so they should listen to him even though he’s keeping an “evil sea creature” from them? Or that said creature bewitched him and so both of them have to die? Do you really want to drag me down with you so badly Jungkook? Is that it? Do you want to die?”

“I’m not evil! You know I’m not,” Tears stung in Jungkook’s eyes as he shook his head, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know I could do that…and I didn’t hurt them…they hurt me! You’re hurting me, Yoongi!” Jungkook tried to pull his arms away, his palms still bleeding. “I don’t want to die.” He shook his head, tears running down his cheeks as he sobbed, “Please…Yoongi, please don’t.”

Watching Jungkook cry in front of him made his anger vanish so that only the worry and fear were left, and his own words left a bitter taste in his mouth. He didn’t let go of him, but he loosened his grip a little. He was no longer yelling at him, but he still couldn’t look at him without the emotions washing over him, so he simply didn’t. Instead he just took him back to the cabin and sat him down. “Show me your hands.” There was still blood all over and Yoongi wasn’t sure if he might make it worse trying to clean it because that would definitely hurt. “You’ll heal, right?”

Jungkook’s eyes widened at that, pulling his hands back in fear, scared that Yoongi would punish him now. It wasn’t the first time someone would, because he hadn’t been able to control his abilities. People always feared the unknown and as soon as they found out that he healed quickly it had turned into a wicked game. Jungkook felt defeated, his heart aching painfully. “Just get it over with, please.” He looked up at the cabin with tear-filled eyes, his hands shaking, whole body shivering in fear.

The pirate nodded; his expression grim as he misread Jungkook’s reaction as a request to care for the wound despite the possible pain. “It’s going to hurt,” He warned him before getting a clean piece of cloth and the bottle of alcohol that he had used to disinfect the cut on his leg as well. Carefully he took Jungkook’s hand in his before wetting the cloth with booze and then dabbing the blood and dirt away from the younger’s wounds. A gasp fell from his lips when Yoongi didn’t hit him, but instead went for his hands. His gaze was unsure as he watched the pirate care for him. “Y-you’re not beating me up?” Jungkook asked carefully, regretting that he had asked right away. Maybe the captain would still do it.

Yoongi furrowed his brows. “I will next time you risk your life like that!” He dropped his gaze again, voice becoming softer. His crew members knew when to take his threats seriously and when to dismiss them. Jungkook however, didn’t. And considering what he had just expected him to do he would probably believe him now as well so he should better make it right before Jungkook would go back to being frightened and scared of him. “No. I won’t. The reason I’m that harsh to you is that I don’t want you to get hurt. I need you. For… for the treasure I mean. I can’t let anything happen to you. You just got me really, really scared up there. Because each time you remind them that you’re not human I feel like I need to prepare against a mutiny and…honestly I’m not sure if I’d stand a chance to protect any of us.” He gently caressed the back of the siren’s hand, the only part of it that wasn’t injured. “So please, do me a favor and lay low with your powers, okay? I’m sorry I yelled at you up there. It’s... complicated. We’re in dangerous waters and there’s a million ways thing could go wrong so I have to think about a million and one things, if you know what I mean.”

“O-okay,” Jungkook blinked a few tears away, wiping over his cheek. “I really didn’t mean to. Believe me, I didn’t know I could do this. I don’t know what happened…I was just so angry.” He took a deep shuddery breath, “I…I…won’t do anything anymore. I promise. I’ll be human!” Jungkook smiled at Yoongi faintly and obviously exhausted from the breakdown, “Just human. I am sorry I made such a fuss.”

Jungkook would have promised Yoongi anything right now, visibly relieved that he hadn’t hurt him. When Yoongi still locked the door behind him, Jungkook didn’t even jerk. He knew that in a way it was just to protect him, from keeping anyone from barging in. Tiredly the young siren let himself fall back into the mattress. He stayed like this for the rest of the day, too exhausted, not even touching the food Yoongi brought him throughout the day.

Jungkook had never been good at deciphering his feelings. As a siren, his empathic nature had always caused him trouble and finding out what he truly wanted was a struggle. When he laid on the bed alone, staring off into the distance, memories kept haunting him. It took a while until the exhaustion pulled him under and into a light sleep, only jerking awake again when Yoongi came back. The thoughts had been keeping him conscious that night, listening to the soft snores right next to him, while his eyes were wide open. He felt alone, awfully alone, holding onto himself a little tighter. Jungkook was shivering, feeling cold and exhausted and still he couldn’t sleep. Not like this. He needed to clear his head, maybe get back to bed then or wait to see the sun set outside. The crew had anchored the ship after they made it through the dangerous tides, everyone visibly exhausted and needing the night to fuel their energy levels back up. Jungkook made it out of bed quietly, closing the cabin door behind him without a creak. He grabbed one of the lanterns and a small blanket on his way up. When he was up on deck though, the young siren came to a halt, standing in complete awe. Jungkook couldn’t see a thing - because there was fog everywhere. He could barely make out his own hand. The vapor devoured it all and it seemed as though the ship was the only thing left in the world. He couldn’t even make out the ocean. All was quiet apart from the soft sound of the waves, the silence magnifying the noise of the sea lapping against the sides. But there was something different about the fog. Something that made his stomach churn. It was like the ocean was telling him to be careful.

Jungkook held on tightly to his lamp, walking ahead, narrowing his eyes to see through the fog. Something had caught his eye. He shook his head, rubbing his eyes again, thinking that they were playing tricks on him. Putting his lantern down, Jungkook leaned over the rail of the ship so he could see better.

There was another ship.

A bit further away from theirs. He could see it now. A chill ran through his body and a weird feeling inside his stomach made him want to run but the curiosity kept him still. A sudden loud crashing noise next to him had Jungkook jerking around, his heart beating fast. His lantern had fallen, the glass splintering into a million pieces, the candle extinct – he hadn’t touched it. Jungkook’s eyes were searching in the dark, trying to keep his breathing under control. Something felt awfully wrong.

“Y-Yoongi?” Jungkook stumbled ahead and through the fog, the urge to be back under deck and slip under the blanket was overwhelming now while he was internally pleading for the morning sun to rise quickly. When he neared the door, Jungkook stopped abruptly. His eyes flickered back and forth. There was a women blocking his way. Her dirty smirk only enhancing her haunting aura.

“Well, well.. aren’t you quite the catch..” She sounded excited but completely relaxed as if her being on the ship was completely normal. Before Jungkook could react she gripped him at the shoulder and turned him around until his back was pressed against her chest and she could wrap her arms around him completely, one hand closing over his mouth to keep him from making a sound, the other one reaching for her weapon to threaten the siren with. “Be smart, little boy. No sound or else you’ll have a few more holes than you need.” She whispered, still sounding more amused than threatening as she casually spoke about killing him.

Jungkook was panting against the hand over his mouth, his eyes searching through the fog as more and more women stepped out until he was circled by six of them. “He isn’t one of them,” One of them said, brushing through her short dark hair.

“But then why is he here, Dami? Black never takes strangers on his ship - especially not ones that can roam around freely like this?” A woman with long blonde hair answered and came closer, eyeing Jungkook dangerously, before she pulled off a piece of cloth from her belt and they quickly exchanged it for the hand, so Jungkook kept quiet, stuffing it into his mouth, “Black hasn’t visited us in a long time… how nice of him to bring us a gift….well, then we’re allowed to do whatever with you, right?” She leaned in so close that Jungkook shivered.

“Absolutely!” The one who held him chuckled, brushing back Jungkook’s hair as if she was caring for him or assessing his worth. “I could think of a thing or two to do with him. Look at him, he’s so pretty! Either Black developed taste all of a sudden or there’s more behind those big brown eyes than we see. He’d look amazing in the captain's cabin on her silk sheets, don’t you think?”

“Oh yes, he would,” The leader walked up to Jungkook and his eyes widened in panic, trying to get away from her but the women were strong, keeping him in place firmly. Her bright red hair flowing in the wind. “Bring him onto my ship and then…rob this awful place. Take everything you can get and try not to wake the sleepy boys. But make sure he knows we’ve been there,” Jiu laughed. She walked a few steps, pushing her heel onto a seemingly lifeless body, that Jungkook only registered now, and lifting the poor pirates chin, who apparently has had the night shift and had to take a hit on the head, blood oozing down over his brows. Jungkook tried to scream, panicking, writhing to get out of their grip.

He wouldn’t survive another kidnapping.

They carried him easily, tying his hands up with one of the ship’s ropes until he was practically a package, one carrying his feet and another one his upper body. They hoisted him over the railing and then let him fall and for a second Jungkook was falling downwards, thinking that he was about to be dropped in the ocean to drown - before his body hit the ship’s tender boat with a dull thump. There was another woman waiting there, flinching when he landed hard on the place next to her and keeping him from falling off the side out of reflex. “Oh, hello you. I see our pilferage was worth it already. You’ll come with us?” She looked at the way he was gagged, chuckling to herself, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to answer anytime soon. “I guess so. Welcome on board then little one.”

Jungkook couldn’t help but cry out of frustration and fear. He couldn’t believe this what happening. Not now, not like this. He was begging and pleading inwardly, praying to whatever god there was to get him out of his misery. Jungkook had wanted to apologize to Yoongi again, promise him to be good and not use any of his powers anymore. He just wanted to stay with him. Everything in him just screamed to be back on the ship. Jungkook’s eyes widened in sudden realization, his heart skipping a few beats as the ship went further out of his reach.

He wanted to stay with Yoongi, be by his side, be liked by the crew members. He wanted to be seen as someone who could be at the captain’s side and not just the clumsy, frightened siren. Gulping against the lump in his throat, Jungkook began to struggle against his restraints.

He liked Yoongi.

And no matter how mean the pirate could be and although it didn’t make much sense to his own heart, the young siren wanted to be with him. Tears filled his eyes and the sounds of the women robbing the ship carelessly and the crashing of the ocean waves against the boat was the only thing he could hear.

A/N: I posted this a day earlier than usual as I am going on a small vacation the next three days. So instead of a break you’ll get the new chapter now! Thank you so much for the lovely support we have gotten for this story so far!!! It really means a lot to Cat and I! And yes, surprise ;) It’s Dreamcatcher coming to kidnap Jungkook <3 (I mean who wouldnt want to get kidnapped by those beautiful women). If you don’t know who Dreamcatcher is...what have you been doing?

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BTS Pregnancy Series #15: Third Trimester Issues

32 weeks, or 8 months, pregnant

Kim Seokjin

“Shit,” you hissed as you looked down at the numbers on the scale. When you and Jin decided to have a baby, you knew weight gain was a part of the deal. However, you had no idea you’d gain this much.

You stepped off the scale and walked over to the full length mirror. You turned around and saw how much thicker your thighs had gotten. You turned back to face front and pinched the sides of belly, where there was extra fat. While you were doing this, Jin walked into the bathroom. He didn’t say anything, though. He just watched as you inspected your body and he could tell what was going through your mind.

“You’re still beautiful,” he finally said, making you jump in your place because you hadn’t noticed that he was there.

“Jin,” you said but he shook his head, cutting you off. He walked over to you and grabbed your face in between his hands, making you look up at him.

“You’re gorgeous jagiya. You always have been. Even more so now that our son is growing inside of you,” he smiled, and his words made you blush. “I don’t want you to ever doubt that, yeah?” He said and you nodded. He kissed your forehead, then both of your cheeks, and then finally your lips.

Min Yoongi

You sat down at your vanity, getting ready to do your makeup because you and your best friend were going out for lunch today. After putting a layer of moisturizer on your face, you went to grab your foundation when you first noticed the patches. After leaning forward, you realized you had huge patches of skin on your neck and chest that were clearly lighter than the rest of your skin tone.

“What the actual fuck?” You grumbled, inspecting your body. Grabbing your phone, you immediately went to google and looked up ‘skin discoloration on pregnant women’. After reading a few articles, you learned that skin discoloration was common among pregnant women, especially in the third trimester. You couldn’t help the tears that pooled in your eyes, and Yoongi just happened to walk inside as soon as the first tear slid down your face.

“What’s wrong Y/N?” He asked as he walked up behind you, setting his hands on your shoulders.

“Look at my body!” You exclaimed as you turned to face him and pointed to your chest. He looked and then frowned slightly.

“Is that normal?” He wondered and you nodded. “Y/N, it’ll be alright. You were gonna wear makeup today anyways right?”

“Yeah but I’m not gonna cake my neck and chest in makeup for the rest of my pregnancy! That’s only a short term solution,” you whined.

“Y/N, it’s only temporary baby,” he said as he bent down so that he was squatting in front of you. “If it makes you feel better, we can schedule an appointment with the doctor, ok?” You knew logically that there wasn’t much neither you or Yoongi could do and a doctor’s appointment would be the best next step but you couldn’t help but to cry harder. Yoongi sighed heavily and hugged you softly.

“Don’t cry baby, it’ll be alright,” he whispered into your ear. After a few minutes, your tears finally subsided and Yoongi released you from his hold.

“I’m sorry Yoongs. Hormones,” you said lamely, which made him chuckle.

“It’s alright baby. Here, why don’t you wear that green turtleneck sweater of mines? It’s still kind of cold outside so you could get away with it,” he suggested with a little smile and you nodded in agreement, thankful to have such an amazing husband.

Kim Namjoon

“Not another one,” you groaned as you noticed that you had yet another new pimple that sprung up on your face. You had always had relatively clear skin but once you got pregnant, the surge of hormones wrecked havoc on your skin.

“If you keep picking at them, they’ll only get worse,” Namjoon said as he walked into the bathroom. He stood beside you at the bathroom sink and grabbed his toothbrush.

“It doesn’t matter what I do, they’ll keep coming anyways,” you corrected him. He held his hands up in mock surrender before he squeezed some toothpaste onto his brush. “You’re really not gonna say anything else?” You asked, nudging his rib.

“What am I supposed to say?” He asked before sticking his toothbrush in his mouth.

“I don’t know. Some knowledgeable tidbit about how to get rid of acne,” you shrugged. “Something.” You watched as he spit out the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth. He then wiped his mouth off before turning to face you.

“Jagi, the fact of the matter is that you’re having the acne because of the little one,” he said, tapping your belly lightly. “That’s something that isn’t gonna go away tomorrow so you’ll just have to be patient. In the meantime, please don’t let this make you feel insecure.”

“I wasn’t,” you grumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Yeah, right,” he chuckled, knowing that you were lying. “You’re stunning jagiya, regardless of any acne.”

“Promise?” You whispered, and he nodded quickly.

“Promise,” he said before kissing you. “Now, finish up and come to bed. I want to cuddle my babies,” he winked at you before walking out of the bathroom.

Jung Hoseok

You huffed in irritation, patting the sides of your large baby bump. Just like a majority of women during pregnancy, you had developed stretch marks. However, yours were more extensive, since you were carrying twins.

You sighed heavily and rolled up your top, rubbing at your stretch marks as they itched. You tried your best not to just scratch them, because you’d heard that doing that could actually make the stretch marks worse. You looked down, grimacing at how they looked on your skin. Hobi walked into the kitchen just then, and he raised an eyebrow at you.

“Y/N-ah, as much as I love seeing your bump, why are you standing in the middle of the kitchen with it sticking out and rubbing it?” He asked with a smirk on his face.

“Itchy,” was all you said in response. He lifted his head in understanding and grabbed your hands, moving them away from your stomach. “It looks gross,” you whined as you both looked at your bump.

“It does not,” he said. “It shows that our babies are growing how they’re supposed to. It also shows that you’re strong enough to carry two babies,” he laughed. You sighed deeply and rolled your shirt back down to cover the bump.

“Hey Y/N-ah, I’m serious. They don’t take away from anything, ok? You’re perfect jagi,” he whispered while looking straight into your eyes, which made you blush. After you nodded in agreement, he kissed you gently.

“Hey, I read somewhere that applying cocoa butter can help with the itching and lucky for you, I just happened to pick some up from the store yesterday,” Hobi said, making you grin widely at him. “Want me to help you put it on?” He asked and you nodded. Wordlessly, he grabbed your hand and lead you upstairs.

Park Jimin

“Ok, I admit it,” Jimin said from his spot on the floor. “We might’ve went a little overboard.”

“You don’t say?” You teased as you put more clothes on tiny hangers. You both had decided to sort the baby’s things out that you had bought and also the gifts that you’d received at your baby shower. That’s why you both were currently in the nursery, folding and putting away clothes.

“I like it though,” you shrug. “Our little baby is obviously so loved already,” you smiled and Jimin did the same without saying anything. After hanging the last of the hangers in the closet, you went to shut the door but ended up accidentally hitting yourself in the stomach with it as you tried to slide it closed. Jimin was by your side in an instant, setting a hand over your bump.

“Are you alright Y/N?” He asked and you nodded your head while tears filled your eyes. “Then why the tears?”

“I just, I’m huge!” You exclaimed before bursting into crocodile tears. Jimin’s eyes widened in surprise, not expecting any of this from you.

“Hey, hey it’s ok Y/N. Talk to me,” he whispered. You nodded and after getting yourself somewhat under control, you started to talk.

“My bump is just so big now, it gets in the way all the time. I know I should be used to it by now but as soon as I do get used to it, I get even bigger,” you explained and Jimin nodded slowly. “I feel horrible.”

“No, no. You’re normal to feel like this jagiya,” he assured you. “You’ve been handling everything so well, I’m so proud of you.”

“Really?” You asked softly, and Jimin smiled before kissing your forehead.

“Of course. Hey, how about we finish this stuff some other time and let’s go cuddle on the couch?” He suggested and you nodded immediately.

Kim Taehyung

You walked inside the house, feeling relived to finally be at home. You took off your jacket but when you went to take off your shoes, your eyes widened. Your feet had been kind of sore all day but you didn’t expect them to be swollen the way they were. Knowing that Tae was home because you’d seen his car outside, you yelled out for him. After a few seconds, he came jogging down the stairs.

“Hey you,” he smiled, walking over to you and kissing you. “I was wondering when you were gonna get home.”

“Tae, look,” you pointed down to your feet and his eyes widened.

“Y/N, what have I told you about being on your feet all day?” He said in a stern voice, which made you shrink back from him a little.

“I wasn’t,” you muttered. Suddenly, Tae bent down and scooped you up in his arms. “Tae! Put me down! I’m too heavy for you!”

“Aw hush. You’re not too heavy for me, I promise,” he said. He carried you upstairs and once he walked into your shared bedroom, he gently set you down on the bed.

“Where do you keep your oils jagiya? The ones you use for your body and face routines?” He asked and you pointed towards the bathroom. After nodding, he walked into the bathroom and you could hear him rummaging around. A few seconds later, he came back and sat down near your feet. He drizzled some oil into his hands and after rubbing them together, he grabbed one of your feet and began to massage it.

“That feels amazing Tae,” you moaned, making Tae smile.

“Good. I’m sorry if I haven’t told you much lately, but you’ve been doing an amazing job looking after our Munchkin,” he told you. You just smiled and leaned against the headboard as he continued to spoil you.

Jeon Jungkook

You groan loudly as you pull the shirt over your head and throw it across the room. That was the sixth shirt that you’ve tried and it didn’t fit anymore. It literally seems as though all of your clothes have become too small at the same time.

“Hey jagi, almost ready?” Jungkook asked as he walked into your closet.

“Nothing fits!” You whined as you turned around to face him. “My shirts are too small and look,” you said as you turned to the side and pointed to your jeans. “I can’t even button my damn jeans.”

“Aw jagi,” he said as he walked over to you. “It’s ok, just a part of pregnancy, yeah? You look beautiful in anything, you know that.”

“But still, I’m a fucking blimp,” you muttered and Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “Oh, so you think it’s funny?” You asked as you smack his chest.

“No, I don’t babe,” he said, even though he was still chuckling. “You’re still you, meaning you’re still gorgeous and an amazing person. I’m lucky to be able to even call you my wife,” he said as he kissed you all over your face multiple times.

“Alright, I get it,” you giggled as you pushed him away.

“Here, you can wear this,” he said as he walked over to his side of the closet. He grabbed something off the hanger and then handed it to you. You smiled when you realized that it was his over sized BTS jersey. You quickly slipped it on and it ended up falling to the middle of your thighs.

“Thank you Kookie,” you smiled as you kissed him before walking out of the closet.

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lunarimagines · 6 years

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WATCH ME BABYGIRL [16]

Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: language

Word Count: 2.7k+ (kind of short... but also disgustingly soft so I hope you all enjoy)

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you: hobi… he doesn’t like me right?

you: like obviously we’re friends but… you know…

taetae: …..

taetae: do you need to borrow my glasses Y/N? the boy is pretty much in love with you

taetae: you don’t… you don’t like him back right?

You sighed, resting your head on the back of the couch in a vain attempt to stop the throbbing. You were still sick and stuck at home thanks to another excruciatingly high fever. The pro of getting to stay home was that you had a lot of time to ponder. The con of getting to stay home was that you had a lot of time to ponder… The more you mulled it over, the more it seemed like Hoseok did seem to like you as more than just a friend. The thing was… you weren’t sure how you felt towards him. Sure, when you were with him the pit of your stomach got warm and your heart skipped a few beats and your head got light because of how happy you were and you could never stop smiling or laughing. But, often you felt like that with Taehyung too, and you certainly weren’t in love with Taehyung that way.

When you were with Jungkook it was a much different feeling. Your heart always felt like it was going to burst, you felt light, you felt tingly, you never wanted to be away from him. To you, that was what love felt like, like you could spend the rest of your life with Jungkook. Just seeing him smile at you was enough to make you dizzy.

You groaned and pressed your arm over your eyes. It all felt stupid. Of course you were in love with Jungkook and just friends with Hoseok.

you: whatever... the championship game is this weekend right? help me make signs for the team please :((

taetae: of course! we can even order your favorite pizza

you: have I ever told you how amazing you are ;)

You smiled at your phone before setting it down and sliding sideways so that you were sprawled across the couch. For what seemed like the hundredth time just that day, you cursed Min Yoongi for getting you sick. Closing your eyes in a vain attempt to sleep, you tried to block out the front door opening and your brother’s obnoxiously loud voice.

“Y/N!”

You closed your eyes tighter and groaned slightly. Throwing the blanket over your head, you sunk further down into the couch. Seconds later, though, the blanket was ripped off of you and your brother hovered over you, hands on his hips and an annoyed look plastered across his face.

“Are you deaf?” he hissed.

You groaned, turning away from him.

“No. Just great at ignoring you,” you mumbled back.

“Well stop for once because this is important,” Jimin replied coldly.

You’d never really seen your brother so angry. His voice was steely and his eyes were humorless. Turning back around, you scooted to sit up on the couch. You felt like a small child being scolded.

“What happened between you and Jungkook? Did you two break up?”

You glared at him.

“THIS was the important thing? Jimin, I’m really not in the mood to humor you today. Let me sleep,” you grumbled. You felt a pit open up in your stomach, though, and suddenly you were pulling on Jimin’s shirt as he tried to walk away from you. “Why… why would you think that we’d broken up?”

Jimin sighed, pulling your germy hand off of him in annoyance. Apparently hearing the fear and weakness in your voice had softened him up though, because he sat down on the arm of the couch and sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair.

“I’ve never seen him look so horrible. He genuinely looks worse than you Y/N - ow! Don’t hit me!. I just… he’s my best friend still, and Taehyung told me about the whole Hoseok thing and-”

“Snake,” you mumbled, looking down. Your hands fiddled with the blanket in your lap and you felt… stupid. And selfish. And annoying. “Can you… can you take me to Jungkook’s? I don’t think I can drive.”

Your brother’s eyebrows knitted together.

“I guess… you better not get him sick though Y/N. Championships are this weekend and if Jungkook doesn’t play well it’ll be on you.”

You rolled your eyes at your brother and stood up, throwing your blanket off of you. You were well aware you looked like shit, but you also felt like shit so it was really fitting. You didn’t attempt to fix yourself up, opting instead for throwing on one of Jungkook’s oversized hoodies you’d “borrowed.” Slipping on your tennis shoes, you waited patiently and Jimin scrambled to get his own shoes on.

“Why don’t you, I don’t know... untie your laces?” you asked.

Jimin rolled his eyes. “Watch the sass. Do you want a ride or not?”

Reluctantly, you shut your mouth. Really though, Jimin made it too easy to tease him. You chuckled at the thought as you slipped into his passenger seat.

“Seriously though… thanks for driving me. I don’t feel like I could even press the gas pedal,” you mumbled, shooting a smile at your brother.

He ruffled your already messy hair in an endearing older brother way. You glared at him, making him laugh as he started his car and backed out of the driveway. Your rested your head gingerly against the cool glass pane of his passenger window. For once in his life, your brother didn’t purposely hit every single hole in the road too. Maybe he wasn’t so bad…

“Stop fogging up my window with your germy breath,” he mumbled to you as he turned on his car radio.

No, he really was annoying. You rolled your eyes and let out a big puff of air to purposely annoy him. Jimin scrunched up his nose and suddenly pressed the button to make your window roll down. You let out a squeak in surprise as your head was jolted. Slumping down in your seat, your tried not to let Jimin’s satisfaction get to you. God, he was annoying.

“We’re here,” Jimin said minutes later as he pulled into Jungkook’s driveway.

“I have eyes… I can see that,” you mumbled.

“You know something? You’re really mean when you’re nervous,” Jimin grumbled, unlocking his doors so that you could get out.

You stuck your tongue out at him and he honked his horn in response, making you jump. So much for a surprise visit…

You trudged up his front steps and reached your hand out to ring his doorbell when suddenly his front door swung open. Your hand fell lamely to your side as you stared at him. Yeah, he really did look like shit. His eyes were dark and the dark circles around them were so prominent that he looked ghostly. His hair wasn’t styled nicely, or even fluffy as it usually was. He was slouched slightly. He looked like you did.

“Hey. I thought I heard Jimin’s car…” Jungkook said, his voice raspy.

Your eyebrows shot up and you couldn’t help but reach forward and press a hand to Jungkook’s forehead. He was warm to the touch and he laughed sheepishly at you.

“You’re sick,” you stated dumbly.

“Yeah… Jin got sick from Namjoon, and then I got sick from Namjoon,” he said shrugging.

You sighed and let out a raspy laugh of your own. After all you’d done to try and keep Jungkook from getting sick, the fight yesterday... All for naught.

“I tried not to get you sick and I feel stupid and I’m-” suddenly you were crying. You felt ridiculous but you couldn’t stop crying. You had missed Jungkook so much and you were a little loopy from your fever and suddenly he was standing in front of you being as welcoming as ever.

“Hey, Y/N, it’s okay,” Jungkook soothed, enveloping you. He smelled warm and familiar.

“I love you,” you mumbled, choking on a sob.

Jungkook laughed and ran a hand through your hair as you snaked your hands up his shirt to feel the warmth of his body directly. He shivered at your cold touch. You two were swaying slightly.

“Come inside. It’s chilly,” Jungkook mumbled, pressing a kiss to your head.

You nodded and nuzzled closer to him. He sighed deeply, contentedly even.

The slight crunch of footsteps from behind you broke the two of you apart. Jimin stood behind you with a small smile on his face, though you could tell he was trying to look annoyed.

“Can I leave now? I have a boyfriend too you know,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

You glared at him but Jungkook just laughed.

“Yeah, man. You can leave. I can take Y/N home whenever- sound good babe?”

You nodded and allowed Jungkook to pull you into his house as he waved goodbye to your brother. You slipped your shoes off and made a beeline to the pile of blankets Jungkook had been laying in previously. Jungkook chuckled as he followed after you, his hands wrapping around your waist from behind as he pulled you onto the couch on top of him.

It felt so good to be in Jungkook’s embrace. It felt like home. He was warm and somehow your body fit perfectly with his. You weren’t sure that you believed in soulmates, but the feeling you got when you with Jungkook made you reevaluate that thought. It felt like you were made for him and as if he were made for you. You sunk back into him and he placed a soft kiss against the side of your neck.

“I’m sorry I got mad at you the other day. I… I don’t know. Sometimes it feels like you could do so much better than me and I feel kind of like a burden and just… I’m sorry. I love you, Jungkook. That’s such a terrifying thing for me, too. I have literally never been so in love with someone, which sounds super cheesy but, God, it is so true,” you rambled.

Jungkook gently pressed on your hips and you got the hint to turn around and straddle him. He pulled you into him, pressing a kiss against your lips before pulling away and letting you fall against his chest.

“I’m sorry I ever made you feel like that. I guess we feel the same in a lot of ways… You really could do better than me and I guess I figured that maybe Hoseok-”

“I could never do better than you Jungkook. You’re the best thing for me,” you mumbled as your head snapped up at his words.

He smiled sheepishly and you felt the urge to smother him in kisses suddenly. That was another thing love felt like to you: smothering someone - Jungkook - in love for all eternity. You leaned forward and pressed your lips roughly against his, your hands snaking around his neck to play with his hair. He groaned as he kissed your back, his hands coming to rest on your hips and keep them from moving on top of him. You nibbled on his bottom lip and he smirked. One of his hands came up to cup the back of your head and pull you closer to him. You moaned slightly at how good his lips felt against yours. They were soft and tasted of the cherry chapstick he always used. His lips were warm and they fit your perfectly.

“I love you so much,” Jungkook mumbled against your lips.

His lips left yours afterwards to travel down your jaw and against your neck. He kissed lightly, leaving butterfly kisses behind. To Jungkook, love was making you feel loved and happy. You sighed.

He pulled away from you and smiled softly.

“We are way too sick to do anything Y/N. I am actually winded,” he said, a laugh escaping his slightly swollen lips.

You chuckled and slumped against him, your head in the crook of his neck.

“I’m so glad you said that. I thought I was a wimp.”

Jungkook snorted and ran a hand down your back in a circular motion. Coupled with his steady breathing you finally felt yourself falling into a deep sleep for the first time in days.

“I love you.”

“I bought glitter, but I’m kind of regretting that choice because it’s already spilled and I cannot wash it off of my hands,” Taehyung grumbled as he vigorously washed his hands at your kitchen sink.

You laughed at the concentration on his face, slipping off your shoes as you walked through your front door.

Things were working out well for you and Taehyung. First, you - and Jungkook - had made it through the school day. Secondly, Jimin and Jungkook had practice which meant that you and Taehyung had at least three hours to make posters. And third, Yoongi had agreed to help make posters with you. As Class President he had a lot of practice making posters, so he was essential. Well, that plus he was brutally honest when asked to be so he would definitely tell the two of you when your posters looked horrible.

“Use lotion instead,” Yoongi called out from behind you, closing the door behind him and slipping his own shoes off.

Taehyung looked skeptical but tried it nonetheless. One squirt of lotion later and Taehyung was looking at Yoongi like he had just saved his life.

“Min Yoongi, has anyone ever told you that you’re a genius?” Taehyung asked in awe as he watched the lotion take all of the glitter off of his hands.

“Yes.”

“Good, because you are one,” Taehyung said, coming to grab the posters from you and lay them on your kitchen table.

“Did you buy out the craft store?” Yoongi asked incredulously.

“Just about,” you joked, pulling out another bottle of glue.

“You guys are so whipped,” Yoongi mumbled. “Pass me the glitter.”

Two and a half hours later, two pizzas in, three bottles of glitter emptied, and four used tubes of glue, your posters were finished.

“I don’t know why we thought we’d need such large posters,” Taehyung laughed.

“I want them to be able to see them from the outfield,” you replied.

In all honesty you didn’t know why you’d chosen such large posters either. They were gonna be hell to carry out to the stands. But you did know that the boys would be able to see them from the outfield for sure. It wasn’t your original plan but rather a happy accident.

“I just can’t believe Namjoon suckered us into making his for Jin,” Yoongi grumbled.

“I can. We are all way too soft,” Taehyung chuckled.

“A curse,” you joked.

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he helped the two of you clean the glitter off of the table. Taehyung hid the posters, hanging them up on your wall to dry. You tried not to think about all of the glitter that would fall into your bed from them, but there was really no other place to hide them. You threw away the craft supplies. Yoongi helped himself to another slice of pizza. Nearly half an hour later everything was spotless.

It wasn’t a large surprise that you and Taehyung had prepared, but you still felt giddy. You hoped Jungkook would like the poster you’d made for him. Even Yoongi had admitted that it looked “half not bad” which in Yoongi terms meant that it was somewhat impressive. Your heart felt warm and your body felt light as you and Taehyung bid Yoongi goodbye.

“I cannot believe we finished all of that in less than three hours,” Taehyung sighed, falling onto your couch.

You plopped down next to him and rested your head on his shoulder.

“I think we need a nap,” you replied, stifling a yawn.

“I think we’re prepared for championships tomorrow. We just need to get some rest. We can totally win though!” Jungkook cheered as he and Jimin walked up Jimin’s front steps.

Jimin let out a whoop as he opened the front door and dropped his bag. His bat clanged softly against the tile entrance. Jungkook followed him, laughing loudly in excitement. Suddenly, Jimin’s hand was coming up to quiet him. Jungkook peered around the smaller boy to see you and Taehyung slumped together against the couch.

His entire body felt light and he couldn’t resist smiling at the sight of your sleeping form. To Jungkook, love was feeling warm and content and light and as if nothing was truly weighing on him when he looked at you. To Jungkook, love was the way his heart skipped a beat and he couldn’t help the smile that formed on his face when you were around. To Jungkook, you were love. He loved you. He was truly, deeply, madly in love with you. And he was determined not to lose you.

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sunyoonandstars · 6 years

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BTS Scenario 1.3.: Them being too busy with work to make time for you (while you are having a hard time)

I know, I’m probably a little late to this. But I just stumbled upon the whole ‘Kick J-Hope out’-issue that arose back in 2014 and couldn’t believe what I read. The hateful comments so-called fans left, including a hashtag demanding of BTS to kick out J-Hope (among other members such as Jin and Jimin) for being ‘fat’, ‘ugly’, ‘lacking talent’ and whatnot literally made me cry. Not only because I couldn’t stand the thought of our sunshine being hurt and discouraged like that, but because I was once again shocked that actual humans could do something like that to one another, bullying an innocent person they don’t even know, cowardly hiding behind their laptop screens, having no idea how big of an impact their cruel words could and would have on the other persons mind and life …

Things like that have to stop!!!

And - at least I believe that to be true - Hoseok is deep down a very insecure person, who is always trying to do his best, to improve for the sake of himself, the fans and the members, and always be the hope and the bright sunshine, everyone needs him to be, sometimes probably putting on an act and forcing himself to smile even though he is having a hard time himself. And I know from experience that the tough / sunshine act can be incredibly strenuous, so I deeply respect him for his strength and attitude. J-Hope doesn’t deserve such hatred. Nobody does.

So, to give our sunshine and his stans the love they so much deserve, here comes a scenario for you! Enjoy! Fighting!

(By the way, I previously posted a similar scenario for Jin and Suga, check them out if you like!)

The Scenario

They’re busy with work, and don’t seem to be able to make time for you, so you keep dropping by. Because you also have a very demanding schedule and only ever get a few days off a week / month, so you desperately want to spend your valuable free time spend with your love …

angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

3. J-Hope / Hoseok

Officially starting to date and commit to Hoseok was the best decision of your life. Or so you thought at first. Of course, he was one of the most caring, endearing, positive, sweet and strong people you knew, and he tried his best to shower you in affection and make you smile whenever he got the chance. But lately, those chances seemed to make themselves scarce, and increasingly so. Hoseok had received thousands upon thousands of mean and hurtful comments on social media throughout the last months after falling on stage at a performance on live TV and practically ruining the show, at least in the eyes of countless so-called ‚fans‘. Though the members had handled the situation with grace and tried to shrug it off jokingly later on in an interview, Hoseok took the criticism and hate he received pretty hard and has been practicing relentlessly ever since. You couldn’t take them anymore, those disrespectful people trampling about on his heart, the hundreds mean comments and memes roaming around the worldwide web, solely created in order to make fun of your love, calling him a a club-footed horse, to name only one of the offending nicknames heartless haters had assigned to him. They had no idea what they were doing to him, and it broke your heart to see your hopeful sunshine so distraught and discouraged. You tried your best to support him in any way possible, but couldn’t help but feel helpless, watching him dance to exhaustion each and every day. Whenever he thought you or the members didn’t look, you could witness his precious smile fade and fall. Something you could under no circumstances allow to happen, just standing idly by. So you dropped by the studio every day after university without exception, even if you were sick or tired, bringing by healthy snacks and bandages for Hoseoks maltreated limbs, trying to get him to eat and take a short break now and then. He mostly refused. „No, thanks, honey. I know you mean well, but I have to get this right, I have to improve, to become the dancer and artist my fans deserve. And that won’t happen by taking breaks.“ You knew, disagreeing with him on this wouldn’t lead anywhere, so you merely ruffled his sweaty hair, giving him an encouraging smile. „Alright. Fighting!“, you cheered him on, making a cute gesture, actually managing to educe a loving smile from him before he turned the music back on and concentrating on practicing the choreography again, you watching him all the while, seated in one corner of the dance room, amazed at his beautiful body and what it was capable of. Hours went by and you finally decided to turn in for the night, almost having fallen asleep on the studio floor. Hoseok didn’t even notice you leaving, still completely absorbed by his dancing, even though it was already long past midnight. Already at the door, you looked back at him one last time, tears starting to fill up your eyes, desperately hoping he would at least get some sleep tonight. You left the food you had brought on the threshold, a sticky note attached to it, saying:

I love you, Hobi! Don’t overwork yourself! Your life & body are very precious to me! Remember to EAT & SLEEP! Your body needs fuel! You won’t make any of your fans happy by dying of exhaustion… -.- - Much love, your biggest fan! Don’t ever forget how amazing you are

You had ended it with a number of hearts you had quickly scribbled onto the pastel pink paper. As you turned to go you wished your little message would make Hoseok smile before going to a hopefully peaceful sleep. On your way home you fell asleep in the bus, incredibly tired after a long and strenuous day at the university and library, having spent your last remaining energy on supporting Hoseok. The bus driver woke you politely when you had reached the final stop, informing you that there would be no more buses departing from this stop tonight. Confused and still half asleep you blinked against the bright streetlights, now out in the cold, some place you’d never been before, not being able to recognize anything in your surroundings, having no idea how you would get home from here. You tried to make out a close by street sign in order to pinpoint your location, however it was far too dark and you weren’t able to spot one, so you decided to wander around the deserted streets. You took out your phone, planning on using a navigation app to find your way home somehow, only to discover that your battery was running dangerously low. „Shit!“, you cursed, your voice echoing unnaturally loud in the dark of the night. You felt a shiver run down your spine, not only because of the cold but rather because you can’t help but picture horrible scenarios of danger and violence, a mysterious stranger creeping up to you in the darkness, not a soul around to come to your rescue, however loud you would scream for help. No, this was not some thriller. You were just an ordinary girl, walking through an ordinary street on an ordinary Friday night. Nothing would happen to you, of that you were sure. You just had to keep on walking at your regular hurried pace, not letting strangers see how desperately lost you really were, fighting back the tears of anger, fear and fatigue. Angry. Yes, you were angry. At yourself, for being so stupid. How could you have fallen asleep in a freaking night bus!? You were better than that! Stronger than that! After all, your strength and positivity were two of the things Hoseok loved most about you, and you had to stay strong, no matter what, not only for yourself but for him, too, in his time of hardship. Only now you realized how big a toll Hoseoks situation had taken on you, as well, to which extent you had neglected your own health and happiness over the last few months to be there for him, and how much energy it had cost you. And suddenly, you just couldn’t carry on anymore. Couldn’t be strong anymore. Having wandered around this strange and desolated part of town for over an hour already, you ultimately broke down, plummeting to the pavement, grateful for the stinging pain in your knees, which finally allowed your tears to fall. For countless minutes you just sat there in the middle of the street, weeping freely, shaking in the cold breeze. Only your phone vibrating in the pocket of your sheer jacket brought you back to your senses. When you took it out, the screen showed Hoseoks face, flashing the sweet smile you loved so much, brightly gleaming in the darkness. He was calling you, at half past two in the morning. You quickly looked up to the starless night sky, praying that nothing bad had happened to him. You cleared your throat, swallowing the remaining tears, so he wouldn’t hear them in your voice, before you eventually answered the call. „Y/n, where on earth are you?“ He sounded decidedly worried, his voice growing into a high pitch as he kept on speaking. „I came by your place after practice, hoping you were still awake, because I felt so bad about letting you leave like that. I found your note, so sweet, honey! But when I let myself in your flat was empty. It looked like you hadn’t been home tonight. Where are you?“ „Hobi, I’m lost! I fell asleep in the bus, they threw me out at the final stop and I don’t know where I am! I’ve never been to this part of town, and it’s so dark and cold. I have no idea how to get home!“ You couldn’t help it, contrary to your intention bursting into tears again at the sound of Hoseoks soft and familiar voice. „Please, honey, don’t cry! It’s gonna be okay!“ „I’m really scared, Hobi …“, you reluctantly admitted. „Of course, you are! Wandering around in the middle of the night all by yourself is incredibly dangerous! I can’t — My heart can’t take this! I don’t even dare to imagine what could happen to you!“ You could hear him inhaling deeply over the phone. „Now, do you have no idea at all where you are? What line was the bus you took?“ You closed your eyes, trying hard to remember. „It was definitely the blue line, that’s all I can recall…“ „Okay, y/n, just stay were you are and try to keep out of harms way! Avoid strangers and dark alleys! I’m coming for you! Do you hear me? I’m coming for you!“ „No, Hobi, you must be so tired. You have to get rest! You have a concert in a few days!“ Your phone beeped repeatedly, reminding you of its low state of battery charge. „What is that sound, honey?“ „It’s the battery. My phone is about to die. I —“ „Don’t worry, honey. Let’s just end the call now to save some battery. I’ll locate you through the app, try to keep your phone running for as long as possible! Disable any applications you don’t need at the moment. And remember, y/n, it’s gonna be okay. I’m coming for you, okay? I promise! I’m coming your you! See you soon!“ He hung up before you even got a chance to reply, and you instantly missed the sound of his voice, having allowed you to forget about the lonely cold and the frightening darkness for a few precious moments. You couldn’t help but feel proud of Hoseok for handling such a terrifying situation comparatively calmly, overcoming his fearful nature to venture into the night in order to come to your rescue, not even thinking for one second about himself. Promptly, you felt an intense warmth growing around your heart, being reminded of his love for you and the reason both of you kept fighting so hard for this relationship to work. After a few more minutes, your phone eventually died, leaving you cut off from Hoseok and the rest of the world. But knowing that he was coming for you and not doubting him for a second, you stood your ground with certainty, shivering in the cold, embracing yourself to preserve as much body heat as possible. Hobi is coming for me, you kept reminding yourself, having trouble staying awake by now. Hobi is coming for me, I just have to hold out for a few more minutes. A jolt went through your limbs, shaking you out of your sleep, as you felt your body being lifted up from the cold ground. „Shh, it’s okay, honey, I’m here now“, you heard an all too familiar voice whispering into your hair, leaving no time for you to panic. „Hobi“, you murmured, weak and still half asleep, your voice muffled by the soft fabric of his shirt. „You really came.“ „Of course, I came, y/n. I promised, don’t you remember?“ You could feel something heavy on your shoulders, and figured that he had wrapped you in his coat before he’d lifted you up to carry you in his slender but strong arms. But he must be so tired, you kept thinking to yourself, trying to free yourself from his embrace and get back to your feet. However, he didn’t let you, holding on to you tightly. „Hobi, please, put me down. I’m awake now, I can walk by myself. You must be exhausted after practicing yourself half to death, not having eaten all day. I can’t even bear the thought of robbing you of your last strength. I’m fine, really. Put me down.“ He paused, holding you away from his body in order to sneak a look at your face, smiling one of his bright, hopeful smiles. You couldn’t believe he still had the energy left to pull off one of those. This man was a marvel. „Y/n, I would do anything for you, you know that, right? And I realized that I didn’t appreciate the efforts you made over the past few months. I was so focused on my work, I didn’t even realize that you were the only thing that kept me going. Your smiles and your daily visits gave me the strength to go on. So, now, please let me repay you, hmm? Or I’ll tickle you senseless right here and now.“ You couldn’t help but laugh at the image. Yes, his tickles were indeed powerful. „Okay, if it makes you happy“, you agreed reluctantly, smiling up at him. „But don’t overdo it.“ „Don’t worry, the taxi is parked right around the corner.“ So you leaned back into him, burying your face in his chest, soaking up his comforting scent, until you put you in the back seat of the taxi, seating himself next to you, gesturing you to lean against him. Gladly you rested your head on his shoulder, gradually going back to sleep. You woke up in your shared bed to Hoseok kissing your cheek repeatedly. „Good morning, sleeping beauty“, he greeted you, as you slowly opened your eyes, extending one hand to ruffle his fuzzy bed hair, at which he smiled, turning his head to quickly for you to react, placing a soft kiss in the palm of your hand. „I tried to make breakfast“, he announced with pride, smiling widely. „However, I failed miserably. So I cheated and called Jin over to help me out.“ You couldn’t help but laugh at that, still sleepy, Hoseok joining you immediately. „So, come on, wakey wakey!“ You pulled a pillow over your head, not yet ready to leave the warm comfort of bed. „Don’t be a party pooper, y/n! Get up! It’s PANCAKE TIME!“, he declared, beginning to tickle you until you finally burst into laughter and fought back, the two of you now involved in a raging tickle war, until you rolled out of bed, falling to the ground and onto each other, laughing even harder. „Okay, okay! I give up! Bring on the pancakes!“, you sighed, still out of bed, raising your hands in playful resignation. Hoseok got up first and extended a helpful hand to you, effortlessly tasing you to your feet, capturing you in a tight hug. Suddenly, he let go of you, bringing some distance between the two of you so he could meet your gaze. The look in his eyes was caring and warm, his soft features caught in an affectionate smile. „What is it?“, you asked, feeling your cheeks blush. „I just love you so much, for everything you are and do for me. You can’t even imagine how much you mean to me. I have never met someone as warm and caring as you.“ „I have“, you replied. „You.“ „Aww, you’re too sweet to handle“, he giggles, blushing himself now. „But now, let’s have those pancakes. I even asked Jin to put in some chocolate chips.“ „Chocolate chip pancakes? They’re my favorite!“ „I know“, he replied, grinning happily, lifting you up on his hips to give you a piggyback ride to the kitchen, repeatedly spinning around on you way there, letting butterflies dance in your stomach and making you laugh out loud in excitement. When you reached your destination he carefully put you down, placing a breathless kiss on your lips. „This is so much fun, y/n. Everything is with you, really. I can’t believe I missed out on this, on you, because of some idiotic fan rant. I’m so glad and crazy grateful you went through this with me and never left my side. I won’t ever forget that. I love you, my hope.“

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welovekpopscenarios · 7 years

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Cliches (Jimin x Reader)

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Prompt/Ask: Jimin request. He's the nerd at school and is unpopular and is bullied. Your popular and don't really pay attention to him even tho he try's to get your attention .Your boyfriend cheats on you and you fall and turn for the only person that has been interested in you from the start jimin

Fandom: BTS

Genre: Fluff, bit of angst

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings: language

Word Count: 3040

Authors Note: Wow, what’s this? An actual story from me? Who would have thought because I’m such a disappointment amirite lmao. Thank you for the request! No hate to Jongin btw lol his name was the first that popped into my head. Hope this is ok since I kinda tweaked it a bit, and happy reading! I hope I can get back into the swing of things after my absence.

It’s debatable as to whether everyone loves or hates a cliché; but I think it’s agreeable that everyone hates being a cliché. Which, unfortunately, is how Jimin’s life ended up. As Taehyung had put it – the nerd who’s in love with the popular girl, the girl loved by everyone, the untouchable. Jimin gave him a swift punch to the shoulder for that one, he wasn’t a nerd, just…on the quieter, more introverted side. He may value my studies more than going out, but that doesn’t mean he’s a nerd, does it? (Taehyung begs to differ, but what does he know, he goes out all the time so of course he’d look like a nerd to him).

But, as much as he hates to say it, it was painfully true. Jimin was unmistakably in love with one of the most popular, most beautiful girls of his school. And while it normally wouldn’t stop him from talking to her or being her friend – after all, a person is a person, no matter their status – the fear of talking to a girl way out of his league, a girl surrounded by less than friendly faces, stops him from ever making a move, keeping interactions to the occasional heart-melting smile thrown his way in the halls, or the sweet little hello you say when you take your seat in front of him in your history class.

The pain is doubled by the fact that you have a boyfriend that you love undoubtedly, spending every moment possible in school with Jongin, arguably one of the douchiest, most self-centred assholes to grace the halls of this miserable institution. Well, that was according to Jimin. But no one really disagrees when he says he’s a horrible person, and a person completely undeserving of your never-ending love and care. You don’t deserve someone who brushes aside your opinions, who ignores you in favour of his phone, who blatantly stares at others girls asses while he’s unworthily graced with your presence, your light, your smiles…Jimin could go on and on for hours, honestly. (He has, but Namjoon had given him a whack on his head and told him he’s distracting him from his homework.)

You deserve someone who will always listen to your fears and worries, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and bringing you close to whisper sweet words of encouragement when you need it most. You deserve someone who will give you their undivided attention, for only you matter in the world to them. You deserve someone who will treat you like the queen you are, the most important person in the room and the only one who should be looked at.

Jimin could be that guy, if only for the stupid social classes keeping him at an unreachable distance, even when you sit as close to him as you do in history class.

“If you stare at her any longer flies are going to fly straight into your mouth,” Yoongi groaned from his position beside Jimin in the cafeteria. It was a dreary Thursday, stormy conditions forcing students to spend their only bout of freedom inside the confines of this prison so kindly labelled as ‘school’. The cafeteria was alive with chatter despite the gloominess of the rain pelting against the windows and the basic greys of the walls, students busy conversing about whatever gossip they had to share.

At Yoongi’s comment, Jimin shook his head and shut his mouth, returning his attention to the greasy fries the cafeteria offered as an excuse for lunch, and picked at them with his fork. Yoongi was obviously right, he had been staring at you, the only colourful thing capable of lighting up this room, shining brighter than any diamond possibl-

“Are you even listening?” Namjoon asked, and once again Jimin was caught off guard, jumping slightly at his voice and looking up at him with wide eyes. Namjoon scoffed in amusement. “You look like a deer that’s about to get run over. You have it bad.”

“I do not,” Jimin muttered indignantly, pushing his tray of fries away disinterestedly.

“Yes, you do,” Yoongi countered, rolling his eyes when Jimin pouted at him. “As Namjoon was saying, why don’t you actually say something to her other than a hello? You’ve talked to her before, I don’t get what the problem is now,” Yoongi rose a brow, his dark eyes zeroing in on Jimin who wilted embarrassingly underneath his heavy stare.

Yoongi wasn’t wrong. He did talk to you before, quite a bit actually. Years ago, when you had both started high school and were young, you had been paired up for a science project and worked together on creating a poster about the respiratory system for two weeks, and Jimin considers those two weeks to be both a blessing and a curse; for while he had fun and fell in love with you during those two weeks, he hasn’t been out of love with you since then. And despite getting along great, you both had never talked to one another since that project, instead staying on friendly terms.

“The problem is, is that she already has a boyfriend-“

“He’s a dim-witted dickhead,” Yoongi interrupted, smirking when Namjoon laughed around his sandwich at his alliteration. “She can do better, and you’re better. All you have to do is talk to her.”

Jimin sighed and scratched at his brow. “It’s not as easy as that, Yoongi,” Jimin mumbled, tired of hearing the same conversation over and over again. “Please just drop it.”

Namjoon gave him a look of pity while Yoongi just sighed and redirected his attention to his phone.

“All I’m saying is, you’re way better than Jongshit, you’re kind and smart. Everyone knows this. If she can’t see that then she’s as stupid as he his. All you have to do is talk to her, and she’ll know you’re the one for her. But fine. If you don’t want to talk about it, then I won’t bring it up. I’m sick of trying to tell you at this point. It’s been years, and if you’re content with pining for the rest of your life, or living with regret at not knowing what would have happened if you had just made a move, then be my guest. I’m not gonna help you anymore,” he ridiculed, and Jimin’s face burned hot in humiliation and anger. Yoongi can really get under people’s skin sometimes.

Noticing the growing tension at the table, Namjoon cleared his throat after sipping his water bottle, and brought attention to himself.

“I almost forgot to ask, are you both still coming to the dance on Saturday? It’s supposed to be a dance to raise funds for charity, everyone’s going,” he asked, eyes flitting between the two boys seated across from him. Yoongi shrugged indifferently, which could mean anything – it was Yoongi after all, but Jimin looked uncertain, biting at the skin of his plush lips and furrowing his brows.

“I don’t know…I don’t have a date…” he said quietly, running his fingers through his hair and grimacing down at the surface of the table. Namjoon chuckled lightly and shook his head.

“You don’t have to have one. No one cares if you don’t bring one to this dance, since it’s only a small one for charity. None of us in the group have dates, surprisingly. Not even Tae,” Namjoon laughed in disbelief, Yoongi huffing in amusement. “We were just going to go as a group, as friends. That’s what most people are doing anyway. So, you in?”

As a group? That didn’t seem so bad, and Jimin didn’t have to stress out about finding someone to go with him. Plus, he’ll probably see you, looking all pretty and elegant in a dress, dancing and swaying your hips to the beat, you’d catch his eyes and smile at him, beckoning him over by crooking a finger with a sultry look in your eyes…

“Y-yeah,” his voice cracked, and Namjoon choked on his spit from laughter. Even Yoongi laughed loudly, eyes crinkling at the edges at Jimin’s misfortune. Jimin cleared his throat. “Yeah, I’m in,” he spoke deeply, eager to rectify the situation.

“Ok, we’re meeting at Hobi’s house at seven, don’t forget,” Namjoon informed after his laughter died down, gathering his things and standing up, slinging his bag over his shoulder just in time for the school bell to ring throughout the cafeteria and drown out the sounds of students groaning. “See you in English.” And with that, he shuffled out of the room with the rest of the students, Jimin and Yoongi quick to follow. Sparing one look at your form as you made your way down the halls with Jongin’s hand placed dangerously low on your back, Jimin sighed and headed into his geography class, the rain still going heavy outside.

It's amazing how, with a little preparation and creativity, someone can completely transform an ugly, smelly gym into a beautiful venue for people to have fun in. The ceiling had streamers and decorations of various shades of blue thrown around, the occasional silver being tossed in and adding a shimmering effect to the large room. Tables were set up around the edges of the room, offering classic bowls of punch and other non-alcoholic drinks issued by the school to keep teens quiet and peaceful. Glitter covered nearly every surface of the room possible, glowing as the gleam from the flickering disco lights hit it. People were up dancing in the centre of it all, leaving no room for Jesus as Jin had put it, grinding and moving as the cheap DJ blared the latest hits found on radio stations once everyone had paid the small fee at the entrance and settled in.

And where was Jimin in the middle of all this?

Leaning quietly against the farthest wall next to Jungkook, sipping on punch from a red cup as he watched the commotion in the room, eyes trained on your form as Jongin dragged you to dance and grinded uncomfortably into your hips from behind.

God, he really regrets agreeing to come.

He thought dancing might make him happier, and so when Hoseok asked him to come to the dance floor, he did. But that was quickly dashed when he found himself stuck in the heart of loud teenagers dancing sloppily, clearly having drunk too much of whatever they snuck into their drinks. So, retreating back to the edge and joining an equally bewildered and uncomfortable Jungkook, he was somewhat content to stay there until it was a reasonable time to leave. At least the money he paid will go to a good cause.

“I want to go home.”

He looked over to Jungkook, who looked annoyed at the loud music and screams filling the gym. Jimin nodded in agreement, sipping at his punch before answering Jungkook.

“Same, it’s not really my scene. I’d rather be at home, I still haven’t caught up with the newest episode of Game of Thrones and I’m sick of trying to avoid spoilers,” he laughed.

“It’s just too intense in here, so many people are drunk. I saw the guy from my chemistry class – Taihee – he had a bottle of vodka hidden in that huge jacket of his. He probably isn’t the only one,” he mused, biting the inside of his cheek and looking at the dancefloor with wide eyes.

“That’s what happens, I suppose. When you’re young and want to have a good time,” he replied, eyes finding you once more. You looked so beautiful tonight, as you usually do. All done up, dancing without a care in the world and smiling that gorgeous goofy smile you have that makes Jimin’s heart beat faster than the speed of sound. If only that heart wrenching smile was aimed at him, only for him.

“I think it’s kind of stupid,” Jungkook said, shifting his weight and crossing his arms. Jimin looked over at him anew, a brow raised in question. “I mean, do you have to drink to have a good time? You can have fun in other ways,” he sneered, tutting when someone fell over onto their ass in their drunken stupor.

“That’s some people’s way of having fun, I guess. Some people just prefer to drink,” he countered. He heard Jongin’s loud, annoying laughter in the background even over the music, but elected to ignore it. “In my opinion, I agree, though. There are better ways to have fun. Ways that don’t harm people.”

Jungkook laughed. “Always thinking of people, Jimin,” he beamed, laughing harder as Jimin scowled playfully and turned back to the throng of teenagers dancing. Scanning the crowd for you, his stomach drop when he realised you were no longer in the room after searching three times.

But he did notice Jongin groping some girl instead of you.

Jungkook was saying something to him, most likely about the new Overwatch update, but Jimin excused himself, claiming he had to get air. Really he just wanted to look for you. Because while he thought Jongin was a sleazeball, he didn’t think he’d have the gall to dance with another girl like that in front of you.

Exiting the back doors, Jimin found he did have to look long, seeing you curled up in a ball behind the shed holding the sports equipment. As he walked closer, he realised you were shaking, sobbing uncontrollably into your folded arms, and his heart broke. He never wanted to see you like this, you should never be like this, and never in his life had he wanted to punch Jongin more. He hesitated to approach you, but you heard him, lifting your head up to expose your mascara stained face, furiously wiping at your tears in a vain attempt to get them to stop.

“Are…are you ok?” Jimin asked lamely, and he winced at how stupid he sounded. You sniffed and nodded rapidly.

“Yeah, I am,” your voice was shaky, and you laughed weakly, “it’s just, men are assholes. No offence.”

Jimin chuckled. “None taken,” he answers, moving tentatively closer. When you didn’t object, he sat down beside you, keeping his gaze on his shoes in front of him as he stretches his legs out. It’s quiet for a moment except for the occasional sniffle from you, until he breaks the silence again. “Want to tell me what’s wrong? Might help you.”

You remain quiet, gathering yourself, before blurting: “Jongin cheated on me with Dohee. And he kissed her right in front of my eyes. And he wasn’t even sorry about it.” Finishing your sentence, you broke down into more sobs, and immediately Jimin pushed his nerves away and brought you close to his side, wrapping his arm around you and pushing your hair behind your ear as you hid your face in his chest. He whispered little reassurances in your ear as you cried, endless tears never ceasing.

After a while, when your weeping had died down to muffled whimpers, Jimin spoke up.

“I know it might not mean much, but do you want to know what I think? I think you deserve much better than someone like Jongin. You deserve the whole world, and all the love in it. You’re so incredibly kind, and sweet, and so very beautiful it almost hurts. You’re one of the greatest people I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, and Jongin is crazy for making the mistake of doing this. If he’s too blind to see the incredible girl he had, then he’s better off not having you at all. He missed out on having a queen by his side. It’s his loss. You deserve someone who treats you as if you’re their whole world.”

You went still underneath his arms, and Jimin had a sudden lapse of fear, afraid he overstepped his boundaries. You slowly released yourself from his hold and regarded him with glassy eyes wide in wonder, mouth slightly agape. He gulped under your stare, eyes shifting nervously around as he waited for you to say something, anything.

“Jimin, I…thank you. Thank you so much,” you laughed, smiling a watery smile at him. “Jongin never said anything like that to me before, I never knew how much I needed to hear it before you said it. I…wow.”

“Y-you…you know my name?” he asked in amazement, and you gave a louder laugh, that marvellous smile of yours on your face properly this time and Jimin nearly fainted at the fact he caused it.

“Of course I do, we were partners on that project in biology years ago. I always see you in the halls too,” you informed, pausing in thought. “I always wondered why we never talked after the project, I really liked talking to you.”

What was that sound? Was it angels singing? Was it horns blaring? Was it drums beating? He was pretty sure the drums were actually his heart hammering in his chest at your words, and if he were standing, he was almost certain his knees would have given out and allowed him to drop to the floor. His mind was foggy, a different kind of drunk overcoming his senses than the type teenagers in the gym were experiencing right now, and this feeling must have been responsible for the confidence that flooded his veins in that moment, for he knew his next words were something he’d never say on a regular day.

“Do you want to have lunch next week? With me? You can choose where we go, I just…” he trailed off, lost in your eyes and skimming across your lovely features. Features that turned slightly apprehensive at his suggestion, causing that confidence to leave his body like water rushing from a tap.

“It’s…it might be too soon for anything,” you started, and disappointment filled Jimin’s core, but it was quickly replaced by confusion when you smiled at him. “But, I think we have a lot of catching up to do. So, why don’t we continue this conversation at the burger joint near school?”

Jimin hates clichés. He really does. But the cliché in which the popular girl goes out with the school nerd?

Now that’s a cliché Jimin doesn’t mind.

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bangtan-sonyeonddaeng · 5 years

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BTS Reaction: You distance yourself from them because you’re afraid of being hurt

Namjoon

Namjoon was worried when you started to distance yourself from him. You two were together for months and suddenly you just started shutting him out. Responding to texts with one word answers, cancelling plans. Namjoon isn’t the type to just let things like this go, he believe that everything can be solved through words. So he does just that. He shows up at your apartment randomly when he knows you’re home to talk to you. You open the door and are surprised to see him so early.

“Oh, Namjoon what are you doing here?”

“Can we talk for a moment please?” Your heart drops into your stomach. This the moment you had been fearing all along. He’s tired of you, he’s going to leave you. Everyone always does. You try to put on a brave face but a tear slips out as you step aside to let him in. He wipes your tears away and looks at you with concern evident on his face.

“Y/n? What’s wrong honey?”

“Are you leaving me?”

“What?? No! I just wanted to ask you why you had been so distant from me lately. I was worried you were thinking bout leaving me. That’s why I wanted to come and talk to you face to face.” You move away and stare at him in shock.

“I would never leave you.. I know I have been pushing you away and I am so sorry for that. But I just have been burnt when I let myself be vulnerable so many time and I was terrified of it happening again.” He kisses your forehead lightly and pulls away, smiling at you.

“You need to trust me y/n. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

Jin

Jin isn't the type to just let things go. So when you had cancelled plans on him for the third time that week he had enough. He went to your apartment and knocked loudly on the door. You opened it and were surprised to see him there.

“Can you please explain to me what is going on y/n? Did I do something wrong? Are you angry with me?”

“No? Why would you think I was mad at you?”

“Because you’ve been distancing yourself from me. You won’t talk to me hardly at all, you’ve cancelled a countless amount of plans with me lately. You don’t even seem like you want to be with me anymore..” He trails off at the end and you swear his voice cracks like he’s trying to hold back tears. You feel horrible for making him feel this way. You walk up to him and hug him tightly around the waist, resting your head against his chest. He instantly wraps his arms around you.

“Jin.. I want to be with you, really I do. I just have seen so many relationships around me fail and I feel like good things just don’t last. And you’re the best damn thing that ever happened to me and I am terrified of losing that.”

“Then don’t push me away. I’m not going anywhere y/n. But I need to know that you love me too or this isn’t going to work. I can’t put in 80% and have you only giving 20.” You pull away and look into his eyes, trying to read the emotions in them.

“Okay.. I’ll trust you Jin. It’s really hard for me so just be patient with me okay? I hate being vulnerable..” He place a kiss to your forehead, a silent promise to be patient with you if you promise to love him with your whole self.

Yoongi

Yoongi was terrified you were going to leave him when you started becoming more distant towards him. You rarely answered his calls, and when he finally got to see you, your physical affections towards him were lessening. He needed to feel your touch and warmth to know you still cared for him. A few days after the last time you saw Yoongi you got a phone call from Hoseok scolding you.

“Listen y/n if you’re going to leave Yoongi then just do it, but quit playing with his feelings.”

“What are you talking about Hoseok?”

“Yoongi is so sad all the time because he thinks you’re going to leave him. You hardly talk and he said you won’t even hold his hand anymore. Your actions speak volumes.” Your heart drops and you feel tears leaking from your eyes. You sniffle into the phone and Hoseok catches on that you’re crying.

“Hey.. y/n don’t cry. I’m sorry if I was too harsh I am just trying to protect my friend.”

“I know, Hobi. Can you put Yoongi on the line so I can talk to him please?”

“Wait.. you’re not actually going to break up with him are you?”

“No! I just need to talk to him.” You hear him shuffling with the phone before you hear a gruff hello into the speaker.

“Yoongi I am sorry. I know I have been pushing you away. I just hate being vulnerable with people. I have been hurt so many times in the past and have seen so many relationships fail and I am just afraid that the same is going to happen to me.”

“You think it’s not scary for me too? Do you know how difficult it is for me to trust people? Do you actually think I would ever do anything to hurt you?”

“...No.”

“Then stop trying to self sabotage okay? I love you, just let yourself love me too. That’s all I ask.” You take a deep breath to calm your nerves. The thought of letting someone else in terrified you. But you couldn’t deny how strong your feelings were for Yoongi anymore.

“Okay.. I trust you. And I love you too.”

Hoseok

Hoseok was really hurt that you started pushing him away. He started to wonder if he had done something wrong. If you had just grown tired of him, or if he just wasn’t good enough for you. He was moping around day after day worried about the state of your relationship. He had called you multiple times seeking your reassurance but you didn’t answer. He laid down on the bed staring at the ceiling for an hour before you finally returned his call.

“Hey Hobi.”

“Do you still love me?”

“What?”

“I said do you still love me? Because you sure act like you’re sick of me and I just need to know so I can prepare myself for the heartbreak if you don’t.” Your heart aches at his words. You know you’ve been distancing yourself from him and you felt horrible realizing how it had made him feel.

“Do you still love me Hobi?”

“Of course I do. I always will jagi. I promised you that remember?”

“I love you too. I’m sorry for being like this. I just was worried you were going to get bored of me so I was distancing myself and getting used to being alone again..”

“Listen to me y/n. I am right here, okay? Don’t be afraid of me leaving you because that is never going to happen. I’m here to stay whether you like it or not.” You giggle into the phone and murmur out words of agreement.

“Now can I please come over to see you? I missed you.”

Jimin

Things were going great between you and Jimin, or so he thought. What started off as giggles and soft kisses turned into him being lucky if he got to see you once a week. Jimin needs your affection to feel like you care about him. And right now he felt like he was on the bottom of your priority list when you were everything to him. He felt like he was being strung along and that hurt him deeply. You were currently at his apartment, the first time you had been over in weeks. Whenever you tried to sit closer to him, he moved farther away. When you tried to kiss him he’d turn his head away so your lips landed on his cheek. He was sulking and you could tell something was bothering him, You knew exactly what it was though and you knew you needed to apologize.

“Jimin..I-”

“I don’t want to hear it y/n. I don’t think my heart can take it just.. if you want to leave then go.” His voice trails off at the end and you can see tears in his eyes. You gently cup his face and kiss away the tears that were threatening to fall.

“Jimin I don’t want to leave you.” He scoffs at you and pulls your hands away from his face.

“You could have fooled me.”

“Can I explain please?” He folds his arms across his chest and lifts an eyebrow at you, signaling for you to continue.

“For the entirety of our relationship I was so sure you were going to get tired of me and leave me. I have seen so many relationships fail, including some of my own. Good things just aren’t meant to last for me. So I became distant to prepare myself for the inevitable day you would get rid of me too..” Before you know it Jimin has you in his lap as he’s hugging you so tightly.

“Please don’t say such things about yourself y/n. I love you so much and I am never going to do anything like that to you. I need you just as much as you need me. I don’t want you to ever doubt my love for you.” You hug him just a little bit tighter at his words.

“I’ll try to do better Jimin.. For you. For us. I really want this relationship to work and for me to be proven wrong.” He pulls away and smiles at you brightly.

“Just give me the chance to do so. That’s all I ask.”

Taehyung

Taehyung is very hurt when you start to push him away. He can’t help but wonder if it was something he did. He can’t hide his hurting and pretty soon your phone is getting spammed with messages from the other members interrogating you, asking what you did ti hurt Taehyung so much. You feel awful reading the messages that he has been locking himself in his room just sleeping for the past few days. You know you need to make things right so you go over to the dorms to talk to him in person. Jin lets you in and just gives you a glare.

“You better fix this or so help me y/n..”

“I’ll fix it Jin. Is he in his room?”

“Where else would he be? He’s been in there sulking since you haven’t been responding to his attempts at reaching you.” You dip your head and walk to his bedroom, feeling the glares of the other members on you. You knock softly on his door and hear him sniffle.

“I told you guys to just leave me alone.”

“Taetae? It’s me.” You hear what sounds like a loud thump and then the door unlocks. Your heart absolutely breaks when you see him. He has dark circles under his eyes, his hair is a mess and he looks like he hasn't eaten much.

“Finally decided to grace me with your presence?”

“Can I talk to you please?” He steps aside and goes back and sits on the bed. You sit next to him and inhale deeply, preparing to speak.

“Taehyung I am so sorry.. But I can explain.”

“Please do. I can’t wait to hear this.” He flops back on the bed with his eyes closed.

“Before I met you I was in a relationship with someone who hurt me deeply. He told me that he got sick of me, that I was boring. That he realized I wasn’t what he really wanted after being together for 6 months. We’re coming up on our 6 months of being together. I was just terrified that the same thing was going to happen again.” His eyes are open now and he’s looking at you intensely.

“Baby why didn’t you just tell me that? I would have understood and done everything I could to prove you wrong you know? I would never do that to you. I would never get bored with you. I love you more and more each day.”

“I know Tae I just hate being vulnerable because people take advantage of that.” Taehyung grabs you and pulls you to lay down on top of him, your head laying on his chest.

“You can be vulnerable with me y/n. I won’t ever hurt you I promise.

“I know, just.. be patient with me? Please?” He presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I promise.”

Jungkook

Things were going amazingly well with Jungkook. Almost too amazing. Your last relationship had ended the same way. Everything was going great and you were completely blind sided by the break up. You had seen the same thing happen to your friends, even your parents got divorced when you were young. You had seen so many failed relationships and you had just assumed your relationship with Jungkook would be the same. You hated letting yourself be vulnerable, and you honestly hadn’t even noticed when you started distancing yourself from him. Your mind too busy worrying about the possibility of him leaving you and getting tired of you.

You decided to voice your fear and worries to him when he had finally had enough of you ignoring him and showed up at your home.

“Well, I would actually have to see you and talk to you to get sick of you. You’ve barely spoken to me in the past week I wondered if we were still even together.” His words hit you like a truck.

“I’m sorry..”

“You could have just told me that instead of leaving me here to be sad and depressed and think that you were going to break up with me. I had already prepared myself for the fact that you may leave today.”

“I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore Jungkook.” You look down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes. He places his fingers lightly under your chin and tips your head back up to look at him. He leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your lips.

“I don’t want us to break up y/n. I love you too much. Just stop pushing me away. I’m not like the other people you’ve been with. I promise I will cherish you in my heart for as long as you want me.”

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BTS Reaction: They help you get over a toxic friendship

Namjoon

“I’m sorry Namjoon I can't make it to the movie tonight.”

“And why not?”

“Because my friend needs me.”

“Again? Y/n can't you see how toxic this friendship of yours is?”

“What do you mean?”

“Every time we make plans together she finds some way to manipulate you into hanging out with her instead! It’s not healthy.” Namjoon continues on giving you all of the examples of times when your friend did something wrong to you. And after some time you can’t help but agree with him.

“What am I supposed to do Namjoon? She’s my best friend..”

“Y/n you have people in your life who actually care about your happiness and wellbeing. You have me, and the rest of the guys okay? We’ll be here for you.” You smile into the phone and let out a heavy sigh as you take his words to heart.

“You’re right Namjoon.. Can I take that back? Can I still see you today?”

“Of course y/n. I’ll be there soon okay?”

Jin

You had been moping around the house all day and Jin had been trying to cheer you up as best as he could. He was bringing out all of the stops with his best jokes, smothering you with love and affection and he just didn’t know what was bothering you. He wanted to wait for you to open up but eventually got tired of waiting.

“Honey what’s wrong?” You were zoned out staring out the window until he waved his hand in front of your face.

“Hmm? Sorry what?”

“Y/n what’s wrong?” You fidget with your hands and tell him that you got into yet another fight with your friend. He sighs heavily and brings you to sit in his lap as he tightly wraps his arms around you.

“Why do you even still talk to her y/n? She’s bad news and only brings you down. You two fight all the time.”

“I don't really know.. it’s hard to let go of someone you've known for so long you know?”

“Yeah.. but if she's doing nothing but hurting you, you need to let her go. Don’t make up with her this time please I hate seeing you so sad.” You sigh and relax into his arms as you realize he’s right.

“Will you be there for me Jin?”

“Always y/n. Always.”

Yoongi

Yoongi could hear you yelling on the phone from the next room. Based on the conversation and the irritation in your voice he could tell you must have been talking to your friend. You two fight all the time and he had enough. He walked into the room and when he saw you crying all his anger towards your friend went away and he only had concern for you. He sits next to you on the bed and wraps you up in his arms and holds you as you cry.

“I can’t do it anymore Yoongi. I know I’ve been friends with her for a while but I just can't take it anymore.” His grip tightens on you as he places kisses all over your face, wiping your tears away.

“Hey, it’s okay y/n. You don’t have to feel bad. This friendship is taking too much away from you and it’s affecting your health from the stress. You need to just let them go.” He feels you nod, you can’t speak as your face is still buried in his chest. He gently runs his fingers through your hair.

“It’s going to be alright y/n. I promise. You’ll always have me. I’m not going anywhere. You don’t have to deal with this alone, okay?”

Hoseok

Hoseok knew you had finally cut ties with your friend that was causing you so much trouble in your life. And he knew you had been really upset about it over the past few days. So he decided to plan a surprise get together with all of the guys so you could see there were other people in your life who care about you and would treasure you as a friend. When you arrived home from work you were surprised when you saw all of the members sitting in the living room with Hoseok absolutely beaming at you.

“Hobi what is all this?”

“Friendship party!”

“Friendship party?” Jungkook gets up from the couch and walks over to you, leading you to sit in between him and Hoseok on the couch.

“Yeah. Hoseok told us that you’ve been down about what happened with your friend.. so we wanted to have this get together to show you that you have people who deeply care about you and consider your friendship to be a blessing.” You can’t help the tears that well up in your eyes at Jungkook’s kind words. You wrap your arms around him and Hoseok and pull them into a hug. All of the other members walk over and hug you too.

“Yoongi you are not excluded get your ass over here.” He grumbles and gets up but you spot the look of content on his face when he joins the group hug between the 8 of you.

“Thank you for doing this for me Hobi. It means so much to me you don’t even know.”

Jimin

Jimin had been out to eat with the members when he saw you out with your friend. He never liked them to begin with but after hearing the lies and hateful words coming put of their mouth he really had a strong dislike towards them. He was going to leave the two of you be but after he overheard the conversation he had enough.

“Are you sure you should be ordering all that food y/n?” That’s all it took for Jimin to snap. You are surprised when you hear a loud chair scraping across the floor and see Jimin walking towards your table.

“Did you really just say that to y/n? What the hell kind of friend are you? The things you say are so toxic and horrid can you even really call yourself a friend?”

“Jimin.. sweetheart it’s oka-”

“No it’s not okay y/n. They treat you horrible and I don’t understand why you can’t see it. They never have your best interest at heart.” You glance across the table at your friend and when you see the look of disinterest on their face you know he’s right. You stand up and excuse yourself to go sit with Jimin instead. He tugs your chair as close to him as possible and kisses your temple.

“Please don’t talk to them anymore Jagi. They aren’t good for you.”

“I won’t Jimin. You were right the whole time and I should have listened to you.”

Taehyung

Taehyung knew you had been upset over your friendship ending, even though you knew it was for the best. You were currently laying down taking a nap and he decided to cuddle up with you and try to help you feel better. You were almost asleep when you felt arms wrap around your middle and you were being tugged into his embrace. You let out a content sigh and settled into his arms.

“Are you still feeling sad jagi?”

“Not anymore now that you’re here.” He smiles at that and places a kiss to the back of your head.

“Do you want to go out and do something later? We can go get ice cream, go for a walk. I know how much you love doing both of those things. We can take Yeontan with us too!” You turn around and look up into his eyes, and see nothing but love and affection.

“What did I ever do to deserve you? You’re perfect and so good to me Tae.” You press your lips against his and he melts into the kiss. He pulls away and you’re both breathing heavily.

“Or we could just stay in bed all day and continue this.” You giggle happily at this.

“That sounds amazing too.”

Jungkook

“Alright! Operation cheer y/n up is a go! Get out of bed honey!” You feel the covers being thrown off of you and you quickly sit up in bed, startled.

“Jungkook? What are you doing?”

“You’ve been sad and moping around for days now and I am going to help you feel better. And that’s that!” You smile at his enthusiasm and wanting to help you so you get yourself out of bed and get ready. When you finally walk out of your bedroom you see a faint blush on Jungkook’s cheeks.

“You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.. Where are we going?” He's still staring at you and you wave your hand in front of his face to snap him out of it.

“Sorry! We’re going to all your favorite places!” And he holds true to his word. He takes you to your favorite restaurant, where he orders you your favorite food and dessert. You both go walking around the park together, playing on the playground like you’re kids again and it completely makes you forget about being sad. You two are sat on a bench watching the actual children play on the equipment when you kiss his cheek.

“Thank you for today. I had a really good time and I feel 100% better thanks to you.”

“Of course sweetheart. I’ll always be here for you, through anything.”

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BTS Reaction: You two have a child together but you hide it from them for a year pt. 2

Jimin’s and Taehyung’s aren’t going to be super long, just because I feel like at the end of those two it was pretty much settled that ya’ll were already back together. Just mostly like a little catch up paragraph on how you are doing in your relationship.

Namjoon

The media had a field day when they found out Namjoon had a kid. You tried your best to keep it a secret but one day when Namjoon pulled his mask down just for a second to drink some water they snapped a photo of him out with his daughter. You and Namjoon were amicable with each other. You even started spending time together. That day that paparazzi took the photo of Namjoon you were actually going to meet him and your daughter at the park to walk with her in the stroller. While you were pushing the stroller and he was talking to you one of the reports came up to the both of you.

“Namjoon! How does it feel to be a dad? How do you balance being a dad and an idol?” He was bombarding him with questions and Namjoon was trying his best to ignore him. You could tell he was getting irritated so you stuck up for him.

“Hey, leave him alone. He’s out with his daughter right now spending time with her can’t you just go fuck off somewhere else?”

“I wasn’t talking to you baby momma. Although I do have a few questions for you, like why the hell you’re such a horrible person and hid Namjoon’s child from him for a year.” You open your mouth to say something but Namjoon is already defending you.

“You are not going to talk to her that way. Y/n isn’t a horrible person. Did she do a horrible thing? Yes but she did it with the best intentions and acted with only my well being in mind. So maybe you should quit making assumptions about the mother of my child before I get really pissed off.” Namjoon grabs your hand and leads you back towards your apartment.

“Namjoon, did you mean that?” He looks at you and smiles softly.

“Every word.”

“So.. you’re not mad at me anymore?”

“I try not to hold a grudge y/n. And I realized that I don’t want our daughter to grow up in a broken home.”

“Are you saying you want to give us another chance Namjoon?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying… If you’ll have me of course.” You smile at him and squeeze his hand.

“Okay Namjoon. I want that too. We can try this and see how it goes, okay?”

Jin

Your son was 2 years old now. In the last year Jin has been the most amazing father. Your son absolutely adored him and you can’t believe that you almost kept him and your son away from each other. He threw a fit whenever Jin had to leave for the night, and honestly you suspected Jin would too if he wasn’t trying to comfort your screaming son. When you tucked your son into bed that night, you didn’t realize Jin was still standing outside the bedroom door.

“Miss Daddy.”

“I know honey, I know. I miss daddy too. So much.” You kiss your sons forehead and turn around to see Jin standing in the doorway. Your eyes turn wide. He walks out of the room motioning for you to follow him.

You both walk into the bedroom and he shuts the door behind him, not wanting the conversation to wake your son.

“Y/n listen.. I miss you too. I hate having to go home every night and not having my son with me. I hate waking up in the morning and not being able to see his sweet face. I feel like I am missing out on so much with only getting to see him on the weekend and I can’t stand it..”

“Jin, you can come here more often you know? I told you I’m not going to keep him away from you. Whenever you want to see your son you can just come here, I gave you a key to my apartment for a reason.”

“I wasn’t done.. I miss you too. I hate waking up in the morning and your face not being the first thing I see. I miss falling asleep with you in my arms. I want you to come back. Move back in with me. Bring our son with you so we can be a family. Please.” You’re shocked. Never in a million years did you ever think Jin was going to want you back after what you did.

“Jin.. I don’t know what to say. Are you sure you want this? You don’t hate me?” He cups your face in his hands and places a kiss to your forehead.

“I never hated you, y/n. I was just hurt. Really hurt and upset but, I want to see if we can make this work. Please. I still love you and I want you to come back.” You smile at him and it gives him hope.

“Okay, Jin. I’ll move back in with you. Our son misses you too much when you aren’t here and I don’t think it’s fair for us to live apart either.” Jin begins peppering kisses all over your face.

“Thank you y/n.”

Yoongi

“Daddy!” Your daughter yelled and threw herself into his arms. “I missed you!”

“I missed you too princess. Where’s your mother? I brought her a surprise.” She grabbed his hand and lead him into the kitchen where you were preparing dinner.

“There’s my beautiful wife.” Yoongi says. He wraps his arm around your waist and kisses your cheek.

“Daddy stop! You’re going to give mommy cooties!” You both laugh at this and Yoongi pulls away from you.

“Well we don’t want that now do we princess?”

“Sweetheart why don’t you go play for a little bit while mommy talks to daddy okay?” Your daughter nods and runs off to her playroom.

“How was the studio today?”

“Eh same old stuff. I stopped and got you something on the way home though.” Yoongi walks back out to the living room and hands you a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“Oh, thank you Yoongi! These are beautiful.” You put them in a vase and then grab him by his shirt collar and pull him in for a kiss.

After that day at the cafe Yoongi made good on his word. He was the best father to your child, and he was the most amazing and caring boyfriend to you. Shortly after your daughter’s second birthday he asked you to marry him, stating that he wanted your family to ‘finally be complete’. You whole heartedly agreed and you all had been inseparable since.

Hoseok

It had been two years since Hoseok had found out about your child together. And he was literally the best dad to his son. He always made time for him, and you two had become friends again. You weren’t together, and at this point you were starting to think that you two would never get back together. You decided it was time to stop holding out hope for something that may never happen. You decided to take your coworker up on his offer when he had asked you on a date a few days ago. You called Hoseok that night to see if he could watch your son while you went out.

“Hey Hoseok, it’s y/n. Uhm, would you be able to watch our son tonight while I go out?”

“Of course! I’m never going to say no to spending time with my little man. Bring him on over.” You get ready for your date and take your son over to Hoseok’s apartment. When he opens the door his jaw nearly drops to the floor.

“Wow.. y/n you look amazing. Where are you going that you got all dolled up for?”

“I’m going on a date, Hoseok.” His face falls at your words.

“What?! No, y/n you can’t.”

“I’m tired of being alone Hoseok. I need to get back out there and find someone.”

“But you already have someone..”

“Really? Who? Because I’d sure like to meet this special someone.”

“It’s me, y/n.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I.. Look I still love you, okay? I never stopped loving you even after what you did. I still deeply care about you, and you’re the mother of my child. I was going to ask you out, but every time I tried to gather up the courage and ask you I got scared that you would reject me.” Seeing him look so defeated made your heart ache. You reached out and held his hand.

“Hobi..” His eyes start tearing up.

“You haven’t called me Hobi in 2 tears.” He pulls you into a hug and starts crying into your shirt.

“Hey, shh it’s okay Hobi.” You run your hand up and down his back. You pull away from him and pull out your phone, sending a quick text apologizing to your date and telling him you couldn’t make it.

“What are you doing?”

“Letting my coworker know I can’t make it to our date tonight. I’d much rather stay here with you.” Hoseok smiles brightly at your and kisses your cheek. He leads you into the apartment with your son toddling after the two of you with a bright smile on his face.

Jimin

After that day in the park you had moved back in with Jimin the very next day. He insisted that you stay with him so he could keep you and his daughter safe. It was like nothing had changed between you two. You instantly fell back into your old ways. He continued to smother you with affection, and made sure to tell you how much he loved you everyday. He was so great with his daughter. As she grew older she started looking more and more like him and started taking after his cuddly ways. She always needed to be clinging to either you or Jimin. She was a total daddy’s girl, always so happy to see him, crying when he was gone on tour and busy preparing for comebacks. You never once got any strange messages from that number again even after you moved back in. The media knew that you and Jimin had a child together, and army were mostly supportive. You didn’t tell them about what happened, just simply stated that Jimin never said anything to protect yours and his daughters privacy. You two were the happy family that everyone aspired to be. Jimin was the best father and fiance you could ever hope for. Yes, he had asked you to marry him shortly after the whole ordeal. He said he didn’t see a point in waiting. He knew he loved you and wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, and nothing was ever going to change that.

Taehyung

Taehyung was so incredibly angry with the company after he found out what they did. He basically told all of the upper management that he is keeping you and his son in his life and if they had a problem with it then they could just terminate his contract now. After some argument and Taehyung threatening to walk they finally agreed. Shortly after this he decided to take things a step further, and asked you to elope with him.

“Tae, I don’t know if that’s the best idea…”

“Y/n.. I know I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want our family to be complete. I want you and I will only ever want you, please. Marry me? We can just go to the court house and then go on a nice honey moon, just the three of us. Maybe get started on baby number two.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you and you smack his arm playfully. You agree, having married him not even a few days later after he had a clear schedule. You three went to the beach together, even though your son was still too young to remember the trip you knew he had the best time just by watching his little face light up every time Taehyung dipped his toes in the ocean.

“Hey, Taehyung?” He turns to look at you after he had placed a seaweed crown on your son’s forehead. He had the widest smile on his face as he looked at you.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I love you.” His grin grows even wider as he stands up and places a kiss to your lips.

"I love you too.”

Jungkook

It was 3 years later. Your daughter was now 4 and she absolutely loved Jungkook to pieces. You were surprised, but he really stepped up and became the best father to her. You two still weren’t together. Right now you both were just friends and you were both content with the way things were, or so you thought. You started to notice Jungkook’s touches lingering just a little bit longer, his gaze getting just a fraction softer when he looked at you. His smile just a little bit wider. At the end of last weekend when he came to drop his daughter off back at your home he even kissed your cheek before muttering out an apology, and blushing furiously.

“Mommy?”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Why does daddy always bring me back here and leave. Why doesn’t he just stay? Or why can’t we go with him? I miss him. I don’t want to leave anymore.” Your daughter saying this broke your heart. Jungkook was standing in the doorway looking just as hurt as you were feeling.

“Well, sweetie mommy and daddy aren’t in a relationship together right now, and I don’t know if he would want us to move in with him right now.”

“But doesn’t he love us?” Jungkook steps through the doorway and kneels so he’s closer to your child.

“Of course I love you, angel. I love both of you, very much.” Your head whips over to Jungkook and your eyes widen in surprise. He’s talking to your daughter but he’s looking right at you.

“I would love it if you and mommy came back to live with me. I love her and you very much. More than anyone else in the whole wide world.”

“Really?! Mommy can we, please?” You look at Jungkook to see if there is any hesitation behind his eyes but all you see is complete love and adoration for the both of you.

“Are you sure, Jungkook?” He reaches out and takes your hand.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life y/n.” You press a quick peck to his lips.

“Well, I guess we’re going to be moving in with daddy.”

“Yay!” Your daughter tries to fit her arms around both of you and pull you both into a tight hug.

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