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bonny-kookoo · 10 months

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Jungkook

X♡X♡ [SEVEN DAYS] Day 1

You're struggling a bit to comprehend the fact that you really did agree to this whole week-long thing with him. Luckily for you, Jungkook knows exactly how to ease you into things. But wait- why is he naked?!

Tags/Warnings: Porn with a lot of plot basically, inexperienced!reader, Dom!Jungkook, BDSM themes and elements, non-sexual nudity, safeword discussion, Corruption kink, some backstory on JK, Shibari, wax play, Dom/Sub dynamics (beginner/introductory), minor sub-drop, slight angst, dry humping, cumming inside underwear, massages, mentions of primal play, mentions of pet play, very light orgasm control, hinted praise kink, JK in nothing but dark grey Calvin's for like... 90% of this, hinted big dick!JK, they both in love it's kinda cute,

Shibari: a form of artistic bondage using rope to create visually appealing patterns on the skin.

Wax play: the use of body-safe candles to drop wax onto someone's skin.

Corruption kink: gaining pleasure from corrupting a seemingly innocent person.

Length: 6k words

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A/N: I'll include a short definition of the kinks in every chapter because I just know someone's gonna ask/complain that I don't explain things enough in my works haha. Also my smut writing is kinda rusty I've noticed, so I apologize for that as well...

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"So.." You say through your food, chopsticks seemingly aiming for any piece of meat that could be done next on the barbecue in front of you on the table. "..do we like, need some fifty-shades-of-grey-type contract?" You ask Jungkook, who rolls his eyes.

"Absolutely not." He shakes his head, drinking some water. "Don't tell me you saw that movie too." He asks, and you shrug.

"Saw it with Jimin and Yoongi back when it was in the theaters." You say. "Yoongi said there was a lady who literally masturbated in the front rows, but I don't believe that. Who would do that in public?" You cringe to yourself, and Jungkook watches you for a second.

He's gonna put a no on voyeurism for you then, judging from that reaction.

"I'm surprised Yoongi went." Jungkook chuckles.

"Me too. Wasn't really sure why he did." You tell Jungkook, snatching a piece of meat for yourself. "He just complained over it the entire time anyways."

"Yeah, well-" Jungkook says, reaching for the scissors to cut up some meat. "-he's in the same scene as I am, so I'm not surprised he thought the movie was dogshit too." He explains, and your eyes widen.

"Wait, Yoongi ties people up too?!" You hiss, and Jungkook can't help but shake his head, laughing to himself.

"That's the tamest thing he does." He laughs. "Yoongi actually.. showed me most of the things I know." Jungkook offers, putting the scissors back to the side to instead pick up his chopsticks again. You wonder what he means by that.

"Like.. what?" You ask him, unsure- but you can't deny the curiosity inside of you. You had a hunch about Yoongi for a while now- and in a way, you can see him being in the whole scene a lot more than Jungkook. Jungkook is your fluffy buff but cute best friend- Yoongi has this odd aura to him that feels almost like a warning that he's hiding more of himself than he shows.

"I'm a Dominant person, right?" He asks you, and you shrug. "I like to be in charge, command and take the lead during.. scenes."

"Yeah, that part-" You say, stuffing a steaming piece of meat into your mouth, almost burning your tongue, "-I know about that stuff. Like, dom and sub, top and bottom all that." You nod, and he acknowledges it too.

"Good. Then you probably also have read that the best Dom's have been sub's in the past." He simply tells you.

"… so Yoongi tied you up before?" You ask, and Jungkook lets his head fall for a second.

"You're so cute sometimes, you know that?" He shakes his head, before he continues. "No, he actually didn't. I learned that part all by myself." He explains gently. "But before I could take charge, I had to learn. Someone had to get me into this stuff somehow, right?" He shrugs.

"So you and Yoongi were a couple at some point?" You ask, but he shakes his head.

"Yoongi and I had something similar to.. us, one could say." He explains across from you. "Simple exploration, nothing more than that." He tells you, before his chopsticks reach out to steal a piece of food right from between yours- and when you look up, he's staring right at you. "So now that I think of it, Yoongi and I had nothing like we do." He says.

"H..how so?" You ask, slightly intimidated.

"Because I don't just want to explore and leave you be after this week." Jungkook says. "I hope you know that I'm aiming for something entirely different here."

"For what?" You wonder, and he leans back, crossing his arms, grill in between you both sizzling loudly.

"Your trust." He shrugs. "Your love." He offers.

"What if I can't love the same as you do?" You say, a little defeated. You know Jungkook likes you- it's no secret. And you know he knows that you like him too- because it's no secret either.

"Then we'll search until we find what works." He responds.

"But-" You start, but he reaches out instead, a warm hand over yours cutting you off in midst of your sentence as he speaks to you, voice just as warm as his skin.

"I won't give up without trying first." He tells you. "And neither should you."

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"Why here?" You ask, as he adjusts the couch into a makeshift bed for the time being. You'll be staying the entire week with him, and you'd agreed to that, because you've stayed over a lot of times before. Jungkook's apartment is nothing new- it's familiar, like a second home, warm and comforting.

"Because my bedroom is too intimidating-" He starts, tucking in a bedsheet in the corners of the couch. "-and I don't want to ruin your own with memories that might be unpleasant." Jungkook offers.

"Oh." you simply say, unsure. You've not yet thought about the possibility of him doing something you.. don't like. What happens then? Will you have to leave, or will the week end before it's even begun? Will it make things awkward, and weird?

"Hey." Jungkook calls out softly, holding out a hand. You look at him confused. "The blanket?" He asks, and you remember now that you're holding one for yourself to sleep under tonight, giving it to him. He puts it in a corner for now, same with the pillows, before he pats the couch for you to join him on. "Are you scared?" He asks, and you shake your head- albeit a little unsure.

"Just.. nervous." You say. "It'll be weird."

"Maybe." He admits. "A lot of things are weird first time. Nothing wrong about that." He shrugs.

You sit down on the makeshift bed next to him, when he chuckles, and brushes your hair over your shoulder. "I'll go shower real quick, alright? You just get yourself comfortable." He tells you, and you nod, watching him as he leaves to walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

It's clear that he's taking his time in there, because even after an hour, he's not yet returned. Or maybe longer? You're not sure, because you know you've somewhat dozed off on the bed when you feel his hand on your shoulder, simple strap top giving him access to a lot of bare skin there. He smells nice, and when you reach out, his skin is warm.

Wait- skin?

The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with his bare legs- he's only really dressed in some… dark grey, very form-fitting Calvin Klein's that pretty much hide almost nothing, really. It makes you sit up suddenly, body having to take a moment for a second after the rather sudden movement, a chuckle heard from Jungkook who seems entirely unbothered by his almost-nudity. "Sorry I took a bit longer. I had to get some stuff." He explains, sitting up properly himself.

"Why- why are you naked?" You ask, unsure where to look. In his opinion, you're so.. adorably shy just from the mere sight of his bare skin that it makes his inner desire stir a little. The fact that he's gonna be the one to really help you discover some of your hidden fantasies gives him chills- the good kind, of course.

He can't wait for what you might be hiding.

"I'm technically not." He raises his brows playfully, before crossing his arms- noticing the way your eyes focus on them for a good moment. "And considering why you're here, you'll soon have to get undressed too." He shrugs.

"Oh.." You hum yet again today, looking down on your body. You didn't really think about that. Compared to his toned body, you're.. an embarrassment.

"A body is just a body." He tells you. "I know you don't like yours, but I promise you it doesn't look the same to me as it does to you." He reassures you.

"Do I have to.. like.." You mumble, and he understands.

"You don't have to do anything." He promises. "We can just forget about this whole thing-"

"No!" You deny, shaking your head immediately. You do want this. You do want him to.. love you the way he does love others. Or maybe you want to somehow make him love you in a more.. special way. You're not sure- you don't really know what exactly you want right now, but you do know that you trust him.

You trust him.

"I trust you." You say out loud, grabbing the hem of your shirt- when he reaches out.

"..can I?" He wonders, and you nod, raising your arms without thinking so he can easily pull the item of clothing over your head. It's cute, the way you already feed into his own interests and kinks, without even knowing- and is that a piercing decorating your belly button? "Good girl." He purrs, lifting your shirt over your head, before slip out of your leggings, sitting back down. His hands move around your back slowly, fingers easily finding the clasp of your bra to undo it, letting the piece of underwear fall down easily from your shoulders and into your lap. "Hey-" Jungkook says, and you look up at him. "-you're fine." He smiles, and you nod.

You're fine.

"You can keep on the rest." He says, referring to your panties. At least you chose some cute ones, you think to yourself a bit relieved, as you nod. "I know you said you can't imagine it-" He starts, grabbing some pale pink and rather… delicate looking rope from the side. "But I'd like to try it, still." He asks, and you nod. "I won't restrain you this time. I'll only show you what it feels like, so you can decide for yourself if you enjoy the sensation or not." He says, and again, you only quietly nod. "But before that.. we have to address this first." He chuckles, looking at you. "I need.. verbal responses from you. Not just somewhat of an answer."

"Like.. do I need to call you sir, or something?" You ask, and he smirks.

"If you want to, you can." He smiles. "But you don't have to. A simple yes or no works just fine for me. And-" He adds on, undoing the neatly folded nylon rope in his hands as he speaks. "-We need a safeword."

"A safeword?" You repeat, and he nods.

"Something other than stop or no that you say to end a scene and get you out of whatever position you might be in." He explains. "Preferably something odd, that you wouldn't normally say during sex, so it won't be used by accident."

"So like.. Tiger?" You ask, not really thinking about it, and he nods.

"Tiger it is." He agrees, tapping your folded knees. "Turn around for me, yeah?"

"Yes." You say, moving to sit in front of him, making him chuckle.

"Cute." He comments under his breath, before he positions the rope right under your chest. "Tell me.. what do you usually do?" He wonders, and you don't answer for a moment.

"Like.. when I do it myself?" You ask, and he hums an agreeing reply.

"Yes. I'd like to know." He tells you. "So I'll have somewhat of an.. idea what is safe and comfortable for you." He explains his reasons, while he moves and adjusts the pale pink rope around your torso. You've almost instinctively moves your hands to hold onto your neck so your arms are out of the way, and he can't help but grin about that.

So much to 'I can't see myself enjoying that'.

"Uhm.. I don't know-" You begin, unsure how to really talk about that. "I have like.. toys, n' stuff, and I usually do it in the bathroom cause I get the bed dirty otherwise.." You explain.

"Toys?" He asks, pulling the rope snug in some places- and while it's tight, it doesn't bother you at all, surprisingly. You understand when he said that some people feel some sense of security from it- it feels actually quite nice, even the knots you can feel dig a bit harsher into your skin.

"Yeah like.." You take a deep breath, somewhat to test if that's still a possibility- and you can, while his fingers seem to adjust some knots in the back. "..a normal… dildo." You cringe at saying it out loud, moving on quickly. "And a vibrating.. thing. I don't use anything else." You admit, and he chuckles, as he taps your butt.

"Sit up for a second." He commands, and you do so, letting him guide the two ends of the rope in between your legs before he helps you sit down again. "So other than that, I guess you just use your hand, am I right?" He assumes, and you nod.

"Yes." You add on quickly, squirming a bit at the sensation of the rope between your legs. You have to control yourself. It's clear that he said he doesn't want sex- yet.

"You're free to get.. turned on, by the way." He tells you, teasingly pulling on the ends that run through your legs as if to underline his statement. "After all, this is about you."

"But-" You complain weakly, trying not to move to much. "-What about you?" You ask, and he shrugs, something you cannot see.

"I'm getting my satisfaction, don't worry." He explains. You're not sure how that would work- but you don't question it either. Say.." He starts, tapping your elbows. "How do you feel, right now?"

"Good." You nod to yourself. "It's.. surprisingly comfortable. It feels nice." You say.

"It looks nice, too." he offers, hands moving over your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. "Very pretty." He praises, and you decide you don't care if he's just speaking about his work- you take this praise for yourself, using it to fuel your own emotional state in this moment. He runs his hands over your arms that are now comfortably down, hands holding yours for a second. "Let yourself go." He chuckles. "You're still tense."

"I can't help it.." You complain weakly, unsure what to do. It does feel nice, you want to move- but in a way, it's not quite right yet.

"Then maybe I can help.." He offers, hands testing the waters it seems like as they run over your thighs, just touching, nothing else. "Would you want that?" He asks, and you nod, eyes closed. "Words, darling." He demands, face close to yours while his fingers suddenly dig into your skin, gentle punishment for not following what he'd told you to do at the beginning.

"Yes.!" You almost gasp out, when one of his hands moves to grab onto the back of the artistically tied harness, pulling you, arching your back for you as he forces you to rest your upper body against his arm. You can practically feel the way your underwear soaks up your arousal, rope suddenly moving a lot more easily with the help of it between your legs.

"Show me how your hips can move." He hums into your ear, and what should feel weird comes naturally. Like in a trance you follow his words, let yourself fall because he's basically seeing all of you right now anyways- and he's seen much more before, so how bad can it really be? You trust him.

You trust him.

You can hear his breathing right next to your ear, and your hand starts to wander- before it stops. "Can-" You begin, swallowing down before you can continue. "can I touch you?" You ask, unsure if the same rules that apply to you apply to him as well. It's only fair if they do, right? It's only fair to ask him for permission, right?

"Yes." He answers, and with that, your hand blindly searches- finds his knee, moves up his thigh, warm skin underneath your rather cold fingertips earning a change in the pace at which he's breathing in. You hold onto his leg for a moment, feel the muscles move underneath the skin for a good while, as you become more and more desperate for a release of any sorts. You want to touch him too, but you don't know how- so you just leave your hand where it is, not moving any further.

His head, meanwhile, leans down into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there, while the hand that's not holding onto your harness moves over your chest, grabs onto the soft flesh with almost rough motions. You can only imagine the sight of his inked hand holding strongly onto your skin, thumb running over your nipple as your breathing hitches, legs moving in any way you can imagine to adjust your position.

But it's not enough.

Only when his hand sneaks between your underwear, the rope and your skin do you finally make any progress, breathing heavier as his fingers seem to play around with you just the way you like it. And it doesn't take long for you to come undone, back arching more, eyes clenching shut as he helps you ride it out for as long as you can.

You notice after a moment or two how he has already begun to untie you- and in a way, you're confused.

"What're you doing?" You slur a bit exhausted, surprised yourself how much energy this seemed to have taken out of you.

"Untying you." He chuckles, continuing to undo all the knots while he holds you close to him.

"Yeah but.." You mumble, moving a bit so he can reach your back better. "What about you?" You ask, and he shakes his head.

"This isn't about me." He declines. "And I've had my fun, don't worry about me." He reassures, gently pulling out the rope from between your legs, making you cringe as you feel how wet you are down there. "There we go." He softly hums, running his palms over the red skin where the rope has left it's mark here and there. It doesn't hurt- though you do have to admit that your back and neck are kind of sore now. "How do you feel?" He asks, and you shrug- hissing when it stings.

"I think I pulled something, dunno.." You say, sitting up as he rolls up the rope again, setting it aside, before he helps you sit properly for a moment. "I'll go wash up.. sorry for the uhm.. sheets.." You mumble as you see the damp spot where you've sat on.

"No problem." He shakes his head, getting up as well to help you up. It's only when you enter the bathroom and Jungkook is still behind you that you suddenly question what's going to happen next. "What?" He chuckles, amused.

"Uh.. I need to.." You struggle, unsure how to tell him what you want to say. "I wanna shower?" You question almost, and he laughs.

"I know." He confirms. "And I wanna make sure you're fine." He tells you, and you look at him confused. "You might feel fine right now- but once that adrenaline goes down-" He tells you, a finger gently tapping your collarbone. "-you might not be."

But you cross your arms, stubborn as you are. "I'm fine." You tell him, and he smirks suspiciously, looking at you with his arms now crossed as well. "You said a no means no and I'm saying no right now." You huff, and he reacts at that-

though not in the way you thought he would.

Because he simply nods, uncrosses his arms, and sets some towels out for you to use. "Don't worry about running around naked, I'm not bothered." He simply snickers, before he leaves you alone, a moment of silence soon interrupted by him moving around in the living room, presumably changing the sheet over the couch. You slowly take off your pretty soiled panties, putting them in the hamper to wash before you get into the shower to clean up.

And much to your own dismay, Jungkook seems to be right, because suddenly, as the water runs over your skin and you're almost done cleaning up, you're not fine anymore.

Dark, rather upsetting thoughts suddenly grow inside your head, making you feel not shame- but something almost like regret. You should have insisted to do something for him, right? Maybe he wanted to shower with you because he felt like you were abandoning him.. just because he is a guy, doesn't mean that he's without any feelings. Did you upset him? He probably won't tell you even if he did.

A knock on the bathroom door is heard, and you're busy trying to pull yourself together, when Jungkook's still bare arm reaches out to turn off the shower, before he wraps a towel around you. Quietly he dries your hair with a towel before he leads you to your makeshift bed, now with new sheets, where you sit in silence until he returns with brush and hairdryer. Everything goes by in a blur, until you feel Jungkook's hands on your shoulders, his legs next to yours as he holds you close to himself.

You're waiting for the 'I told you so'.

But he doesn't say it.

Instead, he simply silently sleeps on the couch with you, letting you cling onto him throughout the small nap you take in the middle of the day as much as you want.

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A few hours later, when you wake up, things are.. weird. Just like you feared.

Jungkook is still sleeping heavily, right behind you with you laying on one of his outstretched arms, biceps serving as a surprisingly comfortable headrest. He smells nice, his body is warm, and he looks relaxed as he still slumbers away.

And yet, you feel odd.

He just quietly took care of you after.. what you did a few hours ago, but you don't understand why you actually felt that way. You know that it was irrational of you- nothing had happened, everything was fine, you made a decision that you felt most comfortable in. So why were you so distraught over it later?

Well, he told you that you might end up like that. You just didn't listen.

He slowly stirs behind you, waking up as he watches you already sitting on the couch, wide awake. He's careful but not overly cautious as he slowly gets up as well, simply observing for a minute or two before he decides to speak up.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, and you shrug. You're not sure. You don't know it yourself.

"I don't know." You answer because of that, because you can't give him anything than that.

"Hm, I can imagine." He hums simply, running a hand through his chaotic bedhair. "I knew you'd drop, but I also knew.. you had to experience it yourself." He shrugs, watching you with still sleepy eyes.

"Drop?" You wonder, and he nods leaning back on his hands.

"Think of it as.." he thinks for a good example, "when people go to concerts. And they end up crying afterwards. It's the same principle, at its core." He says, and only now, as you turn to face him, do you realize you're only wearing panties- just like he's only wearing his boxers, making you snatch up the blanket to cover yourself. You earn nothing but a chuckle from him. "What we did together gave you a rush. And without any aftercare, people crash down from it." He explains softly.

"So that's why.. you wanted to shower with me?" You ask. "Aftercare?" You wonder, and he nods.

"Its important. For everyone involved, not just the.. one receiving it." He offers.

"Were you.. upset?" You ask, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"A little." He honestly replies, and you're thankful for that. It only adds to your reasons to trust him.

"I'm sorry." You say, pulling the blanket a bit closer. "I didn't know."

"Now you do." He simply chuckles, a hand on your back as he gets up, and walks into the bathroom, getting some things you assume before he emerges again. He's still almost naked as he walks back to you, smiling in a friendly manner as he sets down a towel, and tells you to lay down on your stomach on it. You do as told- determined not to push him away this time.

He notices that change in your behavior almost immediately- and he can't help but feel excited about it.

You're swaying your legs a little as you watch him light a candle close by, setting it on a table for now before he leans back and watches you it seems like. You realize it's one of those he'd received in that package earlier today- and you're curious. "What're you doing with that?" You ask, chin on your arms.

"I'll.. let some of the wax drop onto your skin." He says, chuckles when you tense up. "Dont worry. They're body safe, very low melting point. I'm only using things I believe you can handle." He offers, when you feel something drop onto your back- right between your shoulder blades.

True. It's hot- but not unpleasantly so. Maybe like the warmth of a cup of tea maybe.

"After all…" he hums, one more drop under the last falling down. "…You're not only getting to know me.." he continues, voice almost.. sensual as he speaks, another two drops falling in quick sucession of one another onto your skin, straight on your spine. "…but I'm getting to know you, too." He tells you with amusement, free hand softly running over your back. "Your body is talking to me a lot more openly than you do, darling.." he purrs teasingly, and only now do you notice how dark it is in his apartment. How long did you two sleep? It must be almost nighttime by now- led lights and flame from the candle illuminating the room enough to see comfortably, while he runs his fingers over your skin, another set of drops falling down the length of your spine.

It's almost agonizing how slow this all is. Frustrating, even. But you try and stay composed, maybe that'll earn you praise?

It's only when he sets the candle aside, and starts to dig the heels of his palms into your muscles that you sigh out in pleasure, feeling how your sore neck and back relax. Of course he'd know everything about massages. Sometimes, you're convinced he knows everything.

It feels childish to think like that, but sometimes, you've caught yourself looking at Jungkook as if he's the answer to all your problems. As if he can just pick you up and whisk you off your feet, hold you close and fight all monsters like a knight in shining armor ripped straight out of cheesy romance novels. He makes you feel like that, at least. And maybe it's time to let him prove if he can be prince charming.

"There we go." He praises suddenly, hands still moving as he sits behind you, legs pulled over his thighs while he continues to push out the knots in your neck and shoulders. "Let yourself go." He mumbles to you, as if he's hypnotizing you. If he does, it's working, weirdly enough. "I'll take over from here, hm?" He asks, no, states, and you simply sigh, closing your eyes.

"Yes." Is your answer, and you can't see the way his lips twitch.

His arms push your legs closer to him, manhandles you gently to have your core right over what you assume must be his own length, barely contained in his underwear. You wonder what he looks like. You've been told you can't take much- how will he make it work? He feels strong, big- maybe too much to handle. But you want to learn, maybe there's a way. You want to take him, even if it hurts. You've never felt like that before- it had never been something.. attractive to you. But you want him to make you take it. You trust that he will, now that you think about it.

You don't even question if he will. You know he will- the anticipation lays in how.

Are you already realizing it? What you could have with him? Probably- maybe. Or maybe it's just the way his bulge feels pressed against your core that's making you dizzy in the head. Yeah. That could be it, too. The way it's hot and hard, giving you nothing but a teaser of what he's got hidden away from you. How cruel he is. You want to see him.

"So needy.." he hums, chuckles, as his hands move with the help of the oil from the candle, fingers sliding easily down your back, to find their way around your waist to hold you. "Poor thing.." he mumbles towards you, grabs a bit more harshly at your flesh as if to test, and you want to whine-

But you swallow it down, making Jungkook tilt his head a bit with a smirk.

Not quite there yet, he thinks to himself. But I've got six more days to go to make you mine.

"Tell me what you're thinking." He asks- demands, because there's no question about this sentence you notice. It makes your spine tingle, a sudden urge to please and voice out your thoughts boiling up in your throat, as you let out a breath first and foremost, and he can't help but be affected by it, length in his underwear twitching impatiently at the sight of you so lost in pleasure. Oh the things he'd love to do to you make him greedy almost, mind coming up with scenario after scenario he'd love to see you in.

How long could he edge you until you'd cry and beg for him to let you have your release? Or how often could he make you cum until your body would give up?

How far would you go to please him?

Would you let him hunt you down like nothing but prey, just to feast on you, sex all bite and scratch and nothing but primal urges needing to be satiated? Or maybe you'd rather play his pretty little pet, loyal at his feet, patiently awaiting his command?

There's so many ways he can think of to corrupt you.

And he wants to try them all.

"You-" you answer his earlier question, hiding your face in your arms as you move your hips, grinding over his crotch on the hunt for your release. He'll be easy on you today, won't tell you no, will let you have it if you so desire. "I'm.. thinking-" you stutter a bit muffled into your arms, "-of you..!" you press out, and he can't help his smile from forming as he leans back his body, pulls you a little more roughly over his groin, unable to hide his growl as you become more and more shameless, moving erratically to gain any form of friction from him.

"Good." he sighs out as an answer to you, hands grabbing at your bottom, the urge to hit the soft flesh at least once agonizing- but he controls himself, holds back, just as to not overwhelm you too much at once. Instead, he presses you down, helps the movements of your lower body, earns a whimper as payment for it, and he can't help but be affected by it as well. "The only thing you're allowed to think of is me, understood?" he tests out, and much to his delight, you nod.

"yes-!" it feels like you almost want to say something else- and he wonders what your choice would've been, but he doesn't pry. He's got enough time to find out about it soon, after all- and he can be surprisingly patient, especially when it comes to things he's passionate about.

And god, is he passionate about you.

Suddenly, he wants to know. Wants to test you, despite his earlier choice of wanting to take is soft and slow- as his hands reach out, arms hooking underneath your thighs, suddenly lifting you up, leaving you with nothing before he turns you around onto your back, hands on your hips pressing down, preventing any movement. "Please-!" you beg, and he watches in interest how you struggle against him.

"Please, what?" he asks, acting nonchalant. "What do you want?" he wonders as if he doesn't know, and you look at him like you're searching for something, or maybe you're just collecting courage. For what, he doesn't know- yet.

"Please- let me.. cum.." you try, but it's not quite right for him. You also don't seem uncomfortable with the situation- you seem more like you're holding back, like you're unsure, hesitant.

"Hm, that won't do."he shakes his head, leaning further away, though his hold on you still keeps you still. "Try again." he tells you, and you close your eyes, like you're bracing yourself.

"Please let me cum!" You repeat, though this time with a lot more confidence, and he grins at that, one of his hands taking the front of your panties into it, before he pulls it up, fabric slipping between your lower lips, already drenched in your arousal.

"Go ahead then." he tells you. "Give me a good show, yeah?" he almost sings, and you immediately move, frantically so, hips rolling in desperation as he watches, muscles in your thighs stuttering especially when he helps you assist, pushing you towards your orgasm a lot faster than you anticipated.

It leaves you gasping for air, hips stuttering as you try and catch your breath, core clenching around nothing for a good while. The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with the sight of someone more akin to a demon, a predator, Eden's sin recreated as a human person- the sweat on his skin making him look as if he's glowing, eyes sharp and pupils blown wide, one hand carefully running over your thigh while he other is on his-

oh.

Oh..

There's a clear and surprisingly big stain on his dark grey Calvin Klein's, and you turn red as you realize what that must be. It gives you an odd boost of confidence, knowing that the sigh of you had done that to him- had helped him get to this point, even if just a little. It still counts, you still take it- as he smiles, and leans down to gently kiss your cheek.

"Good girl." he praises quietly, and this time you don't mask your whimper of pleasure, this one of different nature as you bathe in the praise clearly directed at you, you, and only you.

You feel drunk.

But this time, you happily let him move you around, pick you up and carry you into the bathroom, where he helps you step out of your underwear, your state leaving no room to feel shy about your nudity in front of him it seems like. He's used to it- it's nothing new to witness, but considering it's you in this state, he's even more gentle than he would usually be in a situation like this. how can he be with anyone else after you?

He doesn't know. And for now, he won't think of that.

All he knows is that underneath the shower, and later on on the couch where you'll sleep for the entirety of the week, he's got you.

And he'll do his best to keep you at his side forever.

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lovesick (VII)

— pairing: yandere ot7 x (f) reader — word count: 14.3k — warnings: yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, drugging, the boys being ~creeps~ — summary: You dreamed of the day you would get your very own soulmark. Though, you didn’t expect to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of your shoulder being dislocated and your forearm fractured. As if dealing with the worst possible soulmark ever wasn’t bad enough, you also have to come to terms with the fact that you’re being stalked. When the letters and gifts you receive begin to escalate and the police offers no help, you have no other option than to figure out who’s behind it yourself – and hopefully before it’s too late. — amazing cover by @leithold!

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You stare at Jungkook’s back, his signature hoodie covered by a thick black coat. The cold air from outside clings to your body, refusing to thaw even in the warm reception area. You shiver, wrapping your arms around yourself as Jungkook texts his hyung to let him know you’re there. Today, the entrance is completely empty and the officer you spoke to last time is nowhere to be seen. You shift uneasily on your feet, a little unnerved by the complete silence. Is this even a good idea? You’ve been here twice before and no one has been able to help you. You want to believe Jungkook and the trust he has in his friend, but it doesn’t seem very likely that it’ll make much of a difference.

Feeling doubtful about the whole situation, you eye the front door, wondering if it’s too late to just go back home. Jungkook might think you’re a little rude for changing your mind when you’re already here, but maybe it’ll be worth it, if it can spare you the humiliation of having to share those letters with more people that can’t help you anyway.

Jungkook pockets his phone before you can make up your mind, light footsteps filling the empty reception as one of the adjacent doors open.

”Hyung!” He rushes over to excitedly greet whoever stepped into the room, the person hidden from your sight as Jungkook hugs them.

“Jungkookie,” The man’s airy, familiar, voice is full of mirth as he pats Jungkook’s back. ”You know hyung loves spending time with you, but why did we have to meet up while I’m on duty?”

You suck in a surprised breath as Jungkook steps to the side, revealing officer Park. Jimin’s smile slips as he notices you, the confusion on his face quickly morphing into suspicion as his narrowed eyes move between you and Jungkook. You take an involuntary step back, making yourself small as the embarrassment hits you with full force. Why did it have to be Jimin of all people? It’s been over a month since you visited the station and you never heard back from officer Park. You had a small sliver of hope that maybe Jimin would look into your case despite the lack of traceable evidence, but standing here now, you realize it’s more likely that he simply dismissed your report just like the previous officer did. After all, why would he bother with a case he knew he wouldn’t be able to solve?

Jungkook gestures nervously in your direction at the odd look that settles on Jimin’s face. ”Ah, Jimin hyung! This is Y-Y/n, we were partnered up in class for a project. She’s dealing with a situation and she needs um, help. F-From you.”

“Oh,” Jimin rolls his shoulders back, releasing the tension in his posture as a bright smile returns to his face. ”I see.”

You swallow thickly, stomach churning as you advert your eyes. This was just a waste of everyone’s time; yours, Jimin, Jungkook’s – you feel terrible that he spent so much time on something completely pointless. You should just leave, get out of here before you need to explain to Jungkook that the person he’s been praising on the walk here is the same man who turned you away.

“Jungkook, I don’t think–”

“Of course I’ll do my best to help Y/n,” Jimin beams, a hard glint in his eyes as he motions you closer, ”I’d do anything for a friend of Jungkookie!”

Jungkook looks pleased at Jimin’s eagerness to help, melting into his hyung’s smaller body as Jimin wraps an arm around his shoulder. He steers Jungkook around, leading him back to the door he came through as he calls for you to follow them over his shoulder. Jimin leaves you no choice but to trail after them, every step feeling heavier than the last as you walk further into the station. This time, Jimin steers clear of the open area and his desk, leading you and Jungkook down a few hallways lined with smaller rooms. The sound of your footsteps echoing in the empty corridor feels like thunder in your ears, the quick rhythm matching the increasing beat of your heart. You chew on the inside of your cheek as your lungs begin to constrict, the sharp pain snapping you out of your building panic. You can do this. You have to do this.

Staring down at your feet, you miss the way Jimin and Jungkook both stumble over their steps. Jimin pauses with a wince, unlocking and opening a door for you and Jungkook to slip through. The room you step into is odd, to say the least. It’s barren besides a round table and chairs, nothing in it hinting to the purpose of what it could be used for. Interrogations would be the most likely, but there are no visible signs that allude to it – no mirrors, no cameras, nothing. Just somewhere for the three of you to sit down.

You slowly sink down onto one of the plastic chairs, resting your purse in your lap to nervously pick at the fake leather. Jungkook looks a bit uncomfortable at the weird set-up too, scratching the side of his face as his gaze bounces around the empty room.

“So,” Jimin folds his hands on top of the table, one eyebrow quirked as he asks, ”what can I do for you, Ms. Y/n?”

Nothing.

There’s nothing Jimin can do and he knows it. He’s already dismissed your case once, so why is acting like he doesn’t know what’s going on? Is he just trying to play along for Jungkook’s sake?

Your hesitation must show on your face, Jungkook gently nudging your leg under the table with his own. He gives you an encouraging smile; his eyes sweet and reassuring as he says, "Show hyung what you brought with you. He’ll know what to do.”

Jimin watches your interaction with a pleased smile, something smug brewing in his expression as you give in to Jungkook’s request. You open your purse with a soft sigh, staring down at the pile of different coloured envelopes with a little trepidation. You know how this is going to play out, you’ve already been through it twice, but that doesn’t make it any easier.

Jungkook’s voice wavers as you pull up the pink ones first, stuttering over his words. ”It seems that Y/n has a um, s-stalker. They’ve been sending her letters and gifts, and it’s been making her feel really u-unsafe.”

You watch silently as Jimin opens them, eyes scanning over the letters just as slowly as the first time he saw them. He nods along to Jungkook’s words, the corner of his mouth twitching. ”Right.”

“Right?” Jungkook splutters. ”That’s all, hyung?”

Jimin’s eyes find yours for a split second before he turns his attention to Jungkook. ”I’ve read every report that has come through these walls for the past six months, Jungkookie. This is a low-crime city and things have been slow for a long time, so we always make sure to look through all the cases that are registered in case we notice something another officer might have missed. The names of the offended are only visible to the officer that created the file for privacy reasons, so while I didn’t know it was about Y/n, I have read her file.”

You can only sit there, dumbfounded, as Jimin lies through his teeth. You really can’t figure out what game he’s trying to pull off. Why isn’t he telling Jungkook the truth? Why is he trying to hide the fact that you’ve met before? You’ve gathered enough to know that Jungkook worships the ground Jimin walks on, but him admitting that he dismissed your case shouldn’t be enough to change that.

“Oh,” Jungkook breathes, shoulders deflating. ”Then you already know that the content is really w-weird! They want to steal her away to other c-countries and they make doctor appointments in her name for h-her. There has to be something you can do!”

“What? She didn’t–” Jimin rattles the table as he straightens up in his seat, eyes wide. "That wasn’t in the report– What are you talking about?”

You wince, grabbing the rest of the envelopes from your purse. It had completely slipped your mind that Jimin got called away last time before you had a chance to tell him the full story. You slide the red and purple letters across the table; shrinking in your seat under the accusing look he gives you as he snatches them up. There’s an urgency in the way Jimin breezes through the them, his expression grave as he absorbs the new information. As you follow the motion of his hand as he picks up another envelope, you notice the band-aids wrapped around two of his fingers. It’s nothing special, not really, but it makes a faint shudder run down your back. It serves as a reminder of your walk back home from Hoseok’s store a few days ago, when your soulmate decided to refresh your memory of why they’re next on your hit list once your stalker is taken care of.

You advert your eyes, glancing back at Jungkook only to find him hunched over one of the pink letters. His mouth is pressed into a thin line, his expression nauseated. You can see his lips silently form around the words as he reads, his fists clenched tightly on either side of the paper. Your stomach rolls at the fact that Jungkook is reading all of those disgusting things your stalker has written about you. You’re innocent in all of this, but it still doesn’t stop the shame from hitting you like a truck.

Jimin curses under his breath as he drops the last purple envelope back on the table. He runs his hands through his bleached hair, looking lost as he absentmindedly stares down at the letters.

Jungkook lets out a choked whisper. ”Hyung …”

Jimin purses his lips as he stuffs the letters back into the envelopes they belong to. His dark eyes are narrowed, determined, as he meets your gaze. ”I’ll find the one responsible for all of this. I won’t rest until I track them down – I’ll make sure they’ll regret ever harassing you.”

Jungkook’s throat bobs at Jimin’s serious tone.

Officer Park’s words are enough to make your heart skip a beat, but you squish the tiny spark of hope that flickers to life before it can catch fire. You’ve been let down too many times already. You simply don’t have it in you to get excited about something you know won’t happen. You fear that if you let yourself be hopeful one more time, you won’t be able to bounce back once it inevitably falls through.

“Will you?” There’s a bit more bite to you words than you’d like, but Jimin doesn’t seem fazed. Perhaps he even expected it – especially after how your last conversation turned out.

“Of course!” Jungkook chimes in, ”Jimin hyung is a great cop.”

There are practically stars in his eyes as he glances at Jimin across the table, his front teeth peaking out as he gives the older man a toothy grin. ”Hyung saved me, actually. That’s how we met.”

"Someone pulled me into an alley and tried to mug me after a midnight screening at the cinema. It was a guy around our age, maybe a little older; that pushed me against the wall and held a knife to my throat. I didn’t have anything on me that he could take, and he didn’t react well to that.” Jungkook's voice grows soft as he recalls the memory, tentative fingers reaching up to brush over a faint scar on his cheek. The harsh fluorescent lights make the indent in his skin obvious – so obvious in fact that you have a feeling that’s exactly why Jungkook always covers it up with the help of his hair or hoodie.

"I was just lucky that Jimin hyung was walking home from a friend’s house and heard my shout when the guy dragged me away. He wasn’t even on duty, but he still stepped in and fought him off. I still feel bad that hyung got hurt because me, that prick managed to stab his leg before he ran off.”

Jimin grimaces, one hand dropping from the table to rest across his thigh. The framed newspaper clipping behind the reception suddenly comes to mind, the dots finally clicking into place as you realize that it was Jungkook that Jimin had gone out of his way to rescue.

You wince in sympathy as Jimin squeezes around his injury. You swear you can still feel a deep throb in your leg from time to time, the phantom pain of a knife slicing into your soulmate’s flesh still as fresh as it was two years ago.

It shouldn’t be possible for you to still feel it though, not when the injury is so old, and yet.

A light spasm shakes your thigh as you watch Jimin dig his fingers into his leg. You reach down to massage it, brows furrowing as you find your hand covering the same exact area as Officer Park is holding.

“I was just doing my job, Jungkookie.”

Jimin’s voice fades into the background as you watch him bring his hand back to the table, the pressure on your thigh releasing along with it. The truth hits you like a punch to the stomach, the air in your lungs disappearing with a shaky exhale.

It’s him. Officer Park – Jimin.

Jimin is your soulmate.

You zero in on the fabric of his uniform as the edges around your vision starts growing spotty, blood pounding loudly in your ears. You clutch your purse tighter to your body, the metal clasp digging into your stomach. It all adds up. Jimin was stabbed in his thigh the same night your soulmate was. The placement of the injury is identical. It’s him.

“Y/n, are you okay?” You jump at the heavy hand on your shoulder, your chest heaving as Jungkook’s concerned voice filters through your panic. You can barely make out the distress on their faces as you shake Jungkook off, your legs unsteady as you clamber to your feet. Your tunnel vision latches on to Jungkook’s scar, your heart nearly giving out as you remember the initial shock of your cheek being cut before the pain exploded in your leg. Oh no. No, no, no–

“I-I gotta go.” You fumble behind you for the door handle, twisting it harshly as you keep them in your sight. You don’t even register the shock on their faces as you sprint out of the room, running blindly in the direction you think you came from. Your breathing is winded, loud, as you burst out of the station, trembling legs carrying you for as far as you can manage. Your body gives out after a few blocks, a bench at a random bus stop your saving grace as you collapse. You press your head between your legs as you fight to regain your breath, the world around you spinning too fast as your mind struggles to comprehend what just happened.

Tears run down your cheeks as you rock back and fourth, desperately trying to soothe your frenzied heart. You never expected you would ever meet your soulmate. You didn’t even want to find them after all the pain your soulmark has put you through. But here they are, in the flesh – real.

Jimin and Jungkook.

They’re both your soulmates.

You stare listlessly at the wall as you listen to the soft hum of the refrigerator. Tapping your finger against the hot mug in your hand, you sink deeper into the couch, pulling the blanket around your shoulders tighter against your body. Your phone turned itself off hours ago, battery drained from the concerned texts Jungkook has been flooding you with ever since you ran out of the station. It’s only been a day since your soulmate revelation smacked you in the face, and you’re not ready to talk to him yet. There are just too many unanswered questions, too many variables. Too many things that don’t quite add up. Do they know that you’re their soulmate? Have they managed to put two and two together by now? And what about each other? Sharing soulmates might be uncommon but it isn’t unheard of. It would be odd that Jungkook and Jimin could be close for so long and not realize that one of their soulmates is right in front of them. They even got hurt in front of each other the night Jungkook was attacked, so there’s no way they wouldn’t figure it out immediately when the soulmark you all share is based on pain.

You take a sip of the hot tea in your mug, scrunching your face at the bitter taste. They must know. That would explain why they’re so close. Then, there’s really only two options when it comes to you – either they aren’t aware that you’re their soulmate too, or they’ve been trying to keep it from you. At this point, alone and frazzled in your apartment, both are equally possible. It didn’t feel like Jungkook shared his story to gauge your reaction to them being your soulmates; he just seemed eager to comfort you by showing how much trust he has in his hyung. You’re certain now that the paper cut you felt on your way back from Hoseok’s shop was because of Jimin. Though, you can’t really wrap your head around why Jimin would cover two fingers when you know you only felt pain in one.

Did he do it to throw you off just in case he ran into you? But why would he go to such great lengths?

You down the rest of your drink, cringing as the slightly too warm tea rushes down your throat. If they know, then they must have their reasons for not telling you about the bond. If they don’t, then you’re going to keep the truth hidden until you’re ready to face it. Either way, you’ll just have to act as normal as possible around Jungkook and Jimin and hope that they don’t catch on.

You can at least lay one worry to rest now; you now know exactly where to find your soulmates to give them both an earful once your stalker is dealt with.

Sighing, you place your mug down on the coffee table. There’s a pressure building at the back of your skull, a slow throb that you know is only going to get worse the longer you try to fight it. The restless nights and constant fear won’t let you rest properly and that scares you just as much as going to sleep does. You’re too vulnerable when you’re asleep, but at the rate your mind and body feels like it’s deteriorating, you worry you might be getting too careless. You only need to forget to look over your shoulder one time before it’s too late.

You glance down at your phone, pursing your lips at the blank screen. You might not trust Jungkook and Jimin completely, but it is nice to know that you have people willing to look out for you. The fact that you have seven people, most of them strangers, trying their best to help you track down your stalker is more comforting than you’d like to admit.

Making yourself comfortable on the couch, you yawn as you pull the blanket up to your chin. You’re not going to risk going to sleep, no, you’re just going to rest your eyes for a moment – just enough to stop them from stinging every time you blink. You look at the shadows dancing across your wall, your lids growing heavier by the minute. You follow the swirling shapes until the darkness overtakes them, your body’s plea for some rest finally answered as you fall asleep.

You startle awake, heart racing from the terrible dream you had. It's nothing but a faint memory of disembodied voices and wild eyes, but even that is enough to keep your pulse high. The hair at the back of your nape is slick; sweat coating your skin underneath the thick blanket. You push it off, shivering at the cold air that envelops you. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you groan as you roll to your feet, legs a little wobbly as your brain slowly wakes up. You really need a shower. Yawning, you start dragging your feet in the direction of your bathroom, but you only make it halfway there before the front door makes you pause. You know you should ignore it, that the best thing to do is just to pretend that there’s nothing waiting for you on the other side, but you’re finding that increasingly harder to do with each passing day. You have to check. You need to know what delusion your stalker is lost in today.

You hold your breath as you unlock your door, heart still hammering against your ribcage as you peek outside. You find an Inca lily perched in front of your door, an orange envelope propped up against its side. You frown as you pick them up, the envelope much heavier than you can recall it ever being before. Leaving the flower just inside your door, you slide the locks back into place before you open the stiff paper.

Your mouth runs dry as you pull out the glossy material inside.

Pure dread washes over you as you look down at the pictures in your hand, an anxious you from a few days ago staring right back. You quickly shuffle through the thick stack, your outfits just distinct enough that you’re able to place them being taken over the span of the past two weeks. Most of them are too zoomed in on your face to make out anything around them, but the faint light hitting the few recognizable buildings and street signs tells you that these must’ve been taken while you were heading to your earliest classes at university.

The pictures slip out of your clammy hands, dropping to the floor with a quiet thud. Bile rises up your throat as you turn to hastily open the black box resting on top of your entry table. You grab the first orange envelope you see, unsealing it with trembling fingers. You tug the letter out, unfolding it to confirm that you remember correctly. The orange envelopes have always had short letters vaguely describing your stalker’s day, always accompanied with little remarks about how much better his life would be if you were there with him. There’s never been pictures, or any mentions of them, before now.

You swallow thickly, looking down at the mess by your feet. You toe at the pictures, the letter in your hand crinkling as you take in all of the different frightened versions of yourself spread across the floor. You pause as you find one that must’ve flipped over as they fluttered to the floor, the handwritten note at the back catching your attention. You bend down to brush the other pictures out of the way, a sense of foreboding worming itself into your heart as you read the tiny inscription.

i have always looked at you from afar, but that time is over. you will be with me soon, my angel.

Oh, this is bad. This is really bad.

The same pattern repeats itself with each new envelope you open. No matter the colour, the content is getting increasingly desperate. Your stalker always been frighteningly intense but what scares you the most is that he’s changing up the patterns he’s followed for so long. He’s becoming unpredictable, and that doesn’t bode well for you. You’ve always known that he’s troubled, he must be to stalk someone, but you’re beginning to truly wonder if he suffers from a disorder. If he isn’t aware that he’s already sent you something, maybe that would explain the different colours and wide variation of gifts. Regardless of how you look at it, there’s no explanation that feels comforting.

There’s only one thing you can be sure of, and that is that your stalker is escalating; and it’s happening fast.

It only takes about twelve hours after you find the pictures before there’s a knock at your door, a deliveryman alerting you of a new package. The box you swiftly pull inside your apartment has a pink envelope attached to it, and the sight makes your stomach roll. You skim through it, finding the letter is disgustingly sexual as always, but the final sentence makes you pause; apprehensive of what you’re going to find once you open the nondescript package in front of you.

“I’m gonna fuck you so well you'll see stars, baby, but until then, have a piece of me to make yourself feel good.”

All of the pink letters have been intimate and carnal, but when you really think about it, they’ve also been vague. There have been no descriptions of your stalker, no pointers you could’ve used to identify him. The focus has only been on you and your body.

Instead of prolonging your own torture, you bite the bullet, yanking off the lid and rummaging through the tissue paper until you find what you’re stalker has oh-so-kindly gifted you. You stare down at the flesh-coloured object, cheeks burning with mortification as it dawns on you what he meant with his closing comment.

Your stalker has gifted you a dildo moulded from his own cock.

You push the box away, horrified, angry. You can’t believe the nerve he has. It feels taunting, in a way. Here, your stalker finally gives you real evidence, something that would undeniably be identical to his body, but there’s no fucking way you can use it. It’s not like you can bring this to Officer Park and ask him to go around and check whom it belongs to.

Once your anger has subsided enough that the urge to slice the toy into tiny pieces is gone, you manage to stuff the package into the darkest corner underneath your bed, resolute to never think about it again.

Maybe your stalker knows that you would hate his gift, because the morning after you received the custom-made sex toy, you open your door to find a big bouquet of roses blocking your way. It only takes a quick glance for you to notice that something has changed. These flowers are not from Déjà Bloom. No matter how much you turn and twist the bouquet, you can’t find any indication that they’ve been anywhere near Seokjin’s shop. Your stalker is on to you, there’s no denying it. He must have either followed you there, or figured out that you went to the florist in an attempt to gather evidence.

The sickly sweet smell clings to the air as you bring the roses inside, and you feel nauseous by the time you find the purple envelope and dump the red flowers in the trash. You open the flap slowly, pulling out the postcard with baited breath. You stare, dumbfounded, as you find one of your old holiday photos printed onto the thin cardboard. It’s been crudely edited in some form of software, with random monuments and a dark silhouette of a man copied and pasted around the image.

You grab the phone in your pocket, quickly pulling up the social media account you shared those pictures to years ago. You tap on the album, swallowing thickly as it shows the setting as hidden. It’s been that way for years, long before your stalker first saw you, so how in the world did he get access to it?

You quickly scroll through the rest of the albums, lips bitten raw as you figure out why the monuments on the card have such odd angles and look so familiar. They’re all from old holiday photos – your holiday photos. Pictures that have been inaccessible to everyone else for ages. You let out a string of profanities, slamming your phone down on the kitchen counter. He must have hacked your account. And if he managed to do that, who knows what else he has access to?

Fuck.

You cover your face with your hands, letting out a deep groan.

The final straw comes four days after the orange envelope appeared. You haven’t left your apartment at all; too terrified of what might happen after seeing how rapidly your stalker has changed. You’ve managed to convince Heejun that you’re just not feeling well but that excuse won’t last much longer. You hate lying to him, and this whole situation has just left you feeling more isolated and alone than ever.

Huddled under the covers of your bed, you startle as your phone dings, the soft chime making your pulse kick up a notch. You’ve barely touched your phone after you received the postcard, a little too paranoid that your stalker has managed to hack into more than just your social media accounts. You wince at the bright light, eyebrows furrowing in surprise as you see that the new text is from your mom. Your family has never been the best at sending daily texts or doing weekly phone calls, but that never used to matter much. You always made the time to go home once a month, the two-hour train ride back and fourth a small sacrifice if it meant you could spend a weekend with them. All of that stopped five months ago though.

After the red envelopes started showing up, you just couldn’t stomach going home anymore. You were always worried you would slip up and tell them what’s been going on, or that your stalker might follow you there. You know it’s a bad decision to everything that’s been going on a secret, but you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if something happened to them. Heejun only knows because he forced the truth out of you.

You know your parents miss you as much as you miss them, but with you constantly turning them down with excuses of being too busy with university and work, there isn't much they can do.

You open the message with a pout, already feeling homesick from just the notification.

Hi honey! Thank you so much for the beautiful arrangement I received for my promotion, you’re such a sweetheart!! The flowers look very expensive so I hope you didn’t have to work any extra shifts to pay for them. Though, I guess the boyfriend pitched in too? ;) I understand why you’ve been so busy now, but please come visit us soon! We would love to meet him. I would say to make sure that you’re eating and taking care of yourself, but I can tell from your note that your boyfriend seems to be caring for you well already. Love you sweetie!!

You pull the covers from over your head, breathing in the fresh air as your mind spins. Boyfriend? Promotion?

What is she talking about?

You click on the attached picture, shocked at the size of the bouquet displayed on your parents' dining table. Zooming in on the attached note, your stomach rolls as you recognize the neat handwriting. It matches perfectly to the penmanship in the green envelopes.

Chills travel down your spine as you stare down at the picture, your hands shaking as you fist them into the sheets. You have been speaking so little with your parents that you weren’t even aware that your mom had applied for a promotion. You’ve been keeping them at arm’s length for their own safety, of fear that he would find them, but it seems like he has been doing more than that. Distance has apparently created the perfect opportunity for your stalker to know your family better than you do - for him to insert himself into your life without you knowing and pretend that he actually belongs there as your boyfriend.

You fall forward into your duvet, letting the cotton muffle your voice as you let out a scream. You hate him. Fuck, you hate him so, so much. You refuse to sacrifice your friends and family and life because of one man’s delusions. You yell until your throat feels cracked and sore, tears burning hot behind your eyelids. You can’t do this anymore, this has to end now.

You need help, and thankfully, you know just who to ask.

You fumble for your phone, finding Hoseok’s number first. You draft up a simple text, trying your best to explain that your "secret admirer" has been making you really uncomfortable, and you would like his help to put a stop to it. You tweak the message as you forward it to the rest of the six men as well, making sure it fits the different stories you’ve been telling them. Even though you would rather not face Jimin and Jungkook yet, you know you need their help too.

It barely takes a minute before they all seem to answer at once, your phone vibrating constantly as you try to keep up with the messages that keep trickling in. They all seem very enthusiastic to get to the bottom of your problem, so you just need to find a place where you can gather all of them at once to discuss the evidence you have and what they can help you with. You figure Hoseok’s store might be best; it’s so central in the city that should be the easiest place for everyone to meet up.

You send him a timid request, asking if it would be okay if you bring a few friends to meet him. Hoseok’s quick replies come to a sudden stop at that, and you gnaw at your cheek as the minutes begin to trickle by. He’s probably just busy with work, but you can’t help but feel like you’ve said something wrong. Just as you’re about to apologize and take it back, your phone buzzes against your thigh. Hoseok confirms that it’s fine, telling you to bring them all to his shop tomorrow evening after closing. You thank him profusely, sending the location and time to the rest of the boys. Considering they all have some form of connection to either you or your stalker, you really hope that bringing them all together will give you the new perspective you need to finally track him down.

“Y/n, hello!” Hoseok ushers you into Hope chocolaterie, the door closing behind you with a faint chime.

The small tables around the shop have all been placed together to create one large surface, eight chairs pushed up against it. He insists on taking your coat, pulling out one of the chairs for you to take a seat as he goes to hang it up behind the counter. You murmur out a soft thank you as you sit down, leaving your bag by your feet. It leans heavily against your leg, stuffed to the brim with envelopes.

You eye the shop, not quite being able to brush off how odd it feels to be here after closing. The contrast in ambience from when the place is open and closed is almost a little unnerving, with the lattice grilles blocking the windows and the lights slightly dimmed to deter any late night shopper from knocking on the door.

You distract yourself from the eeriness by picking at your jeans until Hoseok returns, his lips pursed in a worried pout as he looks you over. ”How are you holding up?”

“I could be better,” You grimace. ”Thank you for agreeing to meet with me and my, uhm, friends here, I really appreciate it.”

Hoseok places one hand on your shoulder, a few locks of soft auburn hair falling into his face as he leans in. The sombre expression on his face makes you freeze, keeping you rooted in place despite the increasing proximity. ”Y/n, there’s nothing to thank me for. I’d do anything for you.” He says gravely.

“What–?” You blink, the fine hairs at the back of your neck rising from the intensity in Hoseok’s dark eyes.

Hoseok’s eyes sweep across the bewilderment on your face, the ghost of a smirk passing over his lips before he breaks into a smile. ”You’re a paying customer, of course I’ll help you out! I can’t have any creeps running around and ruining my business.”

“Right.” You breathe, shaking off the weird feeling. He gives your shoulder a firm squeeze, eyes flickering to the front door as he steps back. The warmth from his hand lingers on your body, burning through your sweater.

“Do you want anything to drink? A hot chocolate maybe?” Hoseok cocks his head, tiny dimples on display.

The question makes you aware of the faint tremble in your hands, the tips of your fingers prickling uncomfortably. You frown, rubbing them together to ease the tremors. You don’t remember feeling cold on the walk over, the weather today is surprisingly mild compared to the last few weeks, so it must just be a combination of your jittery nerves and lack of sleep that’s making you so shaky.

“That would be lovely, thank you.” You give Hoseok a grateful nod, warmth rushing to your cheeks at the bright, pretty smile you get in return.

“I’ll be right back, then.”

You watch him walk back to the door behind the counter, catching a glimpse of a kitchen as he enters the other room. Hoseok's footsteps barely even make a sound despite the thick boots on his feet. You don’t really understand why you take notice of it, but you do, and it makes your stomach churn with unease. It leaves you just enough on edge to make you whip around in your seat, startled, as the door to the shop is pushed open; ringing out the arrival of someone new.

Jungkook and Jimin practically fall through the door, bickering in hushed voices. They seem to be dragging each other a step back, blocking one another from being the first person to enter the shop. It would’ve been amusing, maybe, if it wasn’t for everything going on. You stare at your soulmates, not quite able to decipher the mess of emotions swirling around inside your chest. You thought giving yourself some time would make it easier, that a few days would lessen the hurt, but seeing them in front of you still makes your heart ache.

Jungkook and Jimin straighten up once they both stumble inside, the frowns on their faces wiped away the moment they locate you.

“Y/n, hi,” Jungkook sounds a little breathless, doe eyes drinking you in as if he can’t believe you’re actually here. It’s only been six days since you last saw him, so definitely not enough time to warrant such a reaction – but, considering how you from his point of view just suddenly ran away and then didn’t answer his messages, you’re sure it must’ve looked like you weren’t interested in ever seeing him again. Feeling guilty, you muster up a smile, waving the two of them over to the table.

”Hi, Jungkook. Officer Park.”

“Jimin,” Officer Park corrects you, a little petulantly, ”Just Jimin is fine, Ms. Y/n.”

The echo of Jimin’s voice from the first time you met rings out in the back of your mind, the same sweet smell invading your nose as he plops down in the chair on your right. He grabs Jungkook’s arm before your youngest soulmate can choose the seat on your left, yanking him down into the chair next to him. Jungkook tongues the inside of his cheek in annoyance, shooting Jimin a scalding glare. The blonde doesn’t seem to care, or notice, for that matter, his sharp eyes focused on your face. ”Are you sick, Y/n? Why are do you look so flushed?"

“What?” You reach up to touch your cheeks, finding them a bit warmer than normal.

Hoseok’s blinding smile flashes in front of your eyes, and the realization of why you must look so flustered makes your traitorous skin heat up even more. God, how embarrassing. All it takes is one look from a handsome man and your whole body betrays you.

“Oh,” You let out a awkward chuckle, ”It must be the shift in temperature from outside – you know, suddenly going from cold to warm? It always makes me a little flushed.”

Jungkook bobs his head diligently, accepting your poor excuse. You can tell Jimin doesn’t fully buy it though, not when he only lets out a noncommittal hum in response, one brow raised ever so slightly. You’re saved from having to muster up any more explanations as the entrance to the shop lets out another soft chime, signalling another arrival. Seokjin’s broad shoulders enter the shop first, and you’re greeted with the sight of his back as he turns to close the door behind him. A strange feeling of deja vu hits you as Seokjin dusts off his coat; his caramel hair pushed away from his face in a similar style to the first time you saw him.

“Seokjin, thank you for coming.” You call out to him in the quiet shop, patting yourself on the back for not stuttering this time.

The gentle expression on Seokjin's face shutters as he looks up, hands freezing above his coat as he finally notices Jimin and Jungkook. The pair has gone deadly silent, Jimin’s eyes as wide as Jungkook’s as they stare back at the newcomer. Seokjin shakes himself out of his stupor first, eyebrows knitting together tightly as he walks over to join the three of you. He picks the seat on your right, hands curling around the back of the chair as he purses his lips, voice sombre as he says, ”What are you two doing here?”

The sound of his voice seems to snap the pair out of their gaping, causing Jungkook to squeak out a startled ”Seokjin hyung!”. Jimin narrows his eyes, letting out a humourless snort as he leans back in his seat.

”Seems like we should be asking you the same thing, hyung.”

“Don’t be a brat, Jimin. I’m here because Y/n asked me for help.” Seokjin crosses his arms over his chest, jaw tense as he stares the blonde down. Jimin’s throat bobs despite the glare he’s sporting, his shoulders hunching under the weight of Seokjin’s eyes.

”Well, that’s the reason we’re here too!”

You feel like you’re watching a tennis match, your attention moving back and fourth between the two of them. It doesn’t seem like either of them is willing to be the first one to back down, and the tense air continues to grow until you can’t handle it anymore. You try to bite your tongue but it’s already too late, the words escaping your lips before you can stop them.

”Do you guys know each other?” You blurt out.

It takes effort not to shrink down in your chair as three pairs of eyes dart to your face, Seokjin and Jimin awkwardly clearing their throats as they remember you’ve been watching them. Seokjin’s ears grow red as he takes a seat, gaze flickering over the table at the two other men before he turns to you, softness returning to his features as he explains, ”We do, yeah. I met Jungkook three years ago and Jimin about a year after that? Despite the, uh, incident, that caused them to meet, Jimin fit really well with our friend group, so we all grew close pretty quickly.”

Seokjin nods in Jungkook’s direction, flashing him a teasing smile. ”Jungkookie has been helping me out in the shop as well for the past year. I mean, those big muscles are practically just begging to be put to good use.”

“Hyung.” Jungkook whines, cheeks flushing pink as he tries to hide behind his hair. You cast a glance at Jungkook’s arms, his sweater clinging tight to his prominent muscles as he moves to cover his face. He could probably bench press you without problem and you’re not quite sure how to feel about that revelation.

“Y/n!” Hoseok’s voice drifts out of the kitchen as the door opens. "Here’s your … drink.”

The brightness in his eyes dims instantly as he looks up from the cup in his hand, his demeanour turning wary as he sees the three other men. Hoseok's mouth settles into a confused frown as he makes his way back to the table, gaze jumping around the room as if he’s trying to assess the situation.

“Oh, hyung!” Jungkook waves him over with a big smile. Jimin perks up as he catches sight of the shop owner, his squabble with Seokjin seemingly already forgotten.

Hoseok places the delicate mug down in front of you, the smell of rich chocolate rising with the stream from the dark liquid. He rests his hand on the back of your chair, finger brushing against your back as he cocks his head as says, “Well, this was unexpected.”

You curl your hands around the cup, hoping the warmth will soothe the sudden shivers that run down your arms. The temperature is perfect, bringing you just the right amount of heat without burning your skin. You hesitate for just a moment, not really sure what the proper description for your relationship with these men are before you timidly say, ”These are the– friends, I mentioned.”

Seokjin, Jimin and Jungkook all light up at the word, bright smiles blooming on their faces. Jungkook seems especially pleased, his chest puffing out like he’s proud of it. You can’t really see Hoseok’s face from where he’s standing behind your shoulder, but you hear the thoughtful hum he lets out under his breath. He lingers for a moment, his fingers once again brushing over your back as he leaves your side to go take a seat himself.

He sits down next to Seokjin, putting on an exaggerated pout as he meets your eye. “I wasn’t aware we ran in the same circles, Y/n. I’m hurt you didn’t invite me to hang out too.”

“Same circle?” You ask. You already have a feeling where this is going, but it still leaves you dumbfounded when Seokjin speaks up to confirm it.

“Hoseok is one of our close friends too.”

“Oh.” You breathe. What are the odds that all four of them would know each other? Your city isn’t that small.

Noticing the pout still on Hoseok’s lips, you quickly add, ”This is more of a very recent development. We only met because of my, uhm, situation.”

The reminder darkens everyone’s moods and the sudden shift in the air is almost palpable. The pleasant smile on Seokjin’s face slips. Jimin’s expression grows sour. Jungkook sinks down in his seat, fidgeting with the silver rings on his fingers.

Hoseok lets out a sigh. “So you didn’t meet any of us under the best circumstances then.”

You shake your head, avoiding their eyes as you shift your focus back to the drink in your hands. You suppose it doesn’t really apply to Jungkook considering you met him in class, but in light of what you’ve recently learned, you don’t feel the urge to correct him.

You raise the cup to your mouth, thankful for the small distraction. Taking a small sip, you almost let out a gasp at the explosion of flavour on your tongue. The texture is silky and smooth and it even has a surprisingly pleasant faint aftertaste of roasted almonds. You didn’t think a hot chocolate could ever taste this good, but Hoseok has obviously mastered his craft. There’s no way you can ever go back to the powder mixes you usually pick up at the grocery store.

Jimin’s keen eyes watches you as you take another sip, a whine bubbling up his throat as he turns to Hoseok across the table. ”I want a drink too, hyung."

Hoseok levels him with a flat look in return. ”Go make your own if you want something Jimin, you know where everything is.”

“Please?” Jimin flutters his lashes, cheeks puffing up adorably.

“No.” Hoseok’s tone is final. Though, you swear you see the corner of his eyes crinkle as if he’s trying to suppress a smile at Jimin’s antics.

Jimin slumps back in his chair, sulking. ”Never mind then. It won’t taste as good.”

Seokjin parts his lips, maybe to ask Hoseok to reconsider or to ask him about a drink of his own, but before he can, the door to the shop bursts open once more.

Taehyung only makes it a few steps into the shop before he freezes in place, brown eyes widening in surprise as he registers who’s already sitting around the table. The cold breeze that accompanies his entrance makes your hair raise, goosebumps travelling over your skin despite the warm clothes you bundled up in before coming here.

”Taehyung, move.” Yoongi pushes him a step forward, grumbling under his breath as he drags a hand through his windswept hair. He looks up when Taehyung doesn’t budge, face growing pale as he realizes the reason why the younger can’t get his legs to work.

Jimin lets out a startled noise at the newcomers, and a glance to your right from where you’ve twisted around in your seat confirms that Seokjin seems equally as taken aback at Taehyung and Yoongi’s arrival. It almost feels like time itself has frozen as no one moves, a thick blanket of confusion settling over you all. The spell is only broken when Yoongi suddenly stumbles forward, hands coming into view from the entrance as someone grabs on to his shoulders. Taehyung turns to steady him, a puzzled hyung? falling from his lips as he meets Namjoon’s eyes over Yoongi’s head.

“Sorry, you know I’m clumsy.” Namjoon smiles sheepishly as he nudges them further into the shop, the door finally slamming shut to block out the cold air. It takes a second, but you can practically see the understanding dawning on him as he suddenly remembers why he’s here and why it should be odd that Yoongi and Taehyung are right in front of him.

Hoseok lets out a low whistle as Namjoon spins around to face the rest of the room, jaw going slack as he notices the rest of the people present. Hoseok snorts, a part of him finding everything that’s going on weirdly delightful. “Oh Y/n, I see you’ve collected the last of our little group as well.”

“You all know each other?” You say, voice filled with disbelief despite the evidence right in front of you.

“It’s a bit of a coincidence, but it happens?” Seokjin offers half-heartedly, but it doesn’t sound like he quite believes it himself.

“It is a small city.” Jimin murmurs, eyes trained on three men lingering by the door. They all seem to jolt out of their stupor as Hoseok calls them over, gesturing for them to sit down. There’s a strained silence as they find their seats, nervous glances and awkward smiles being exchanged across the table.

Namjoon’s stoic face perks up as he looks over at Yoongi, his deft fingers nudging his glasses up his nose. “Yoongi hyung, I’ve finally found the perfect literary reference for you to use in your next track! Have you heard about Jungian archetypes? –” Namjoon cuts himself off with a wince, knee jerking against the table as Yoongi kicks his shin.

You startle at the sound, hand flying down to your leg as it suddenly begins to dully ache. The sound must’ve scared either Jimin or Jungkook enough for one of them to bang their knee. You glance over at them; confused by the lack of response you would expect to see. Maybe they’re just trying to play it off because they’re embarrassed?

“I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about, Namjoon-ah. You can tell me all about it later, okay?” Yoongi fixes Namjoon with his feline eyes; the tense lines around his mouth enough to shut the younger up.

“Sure, hyung.” Namjoon nods, eyebrows furrowed as he reaches down to rub his leg.

You can practically feel someone’s gaze burning into your skin, and you’re not entirely surprised when you turn and find Taehyung on the other end. It reminds you of the first time you met in the park, of how his dark eyes were equally as intense then as they are now, like they can see right through you. There’s just something about him that strikes you as calculating, like he’s constantly trying to think two steps ahead, and you don’t quite know what to make of it.

You almost breathe a sigh of relief as Taehyung’s eyes shift from you to Jimin as the blonde starts speaking.

“I assume we all know situation at hand and why we’re here?” Jimin asks. He holds himself with authority, as he looks around the room, the officer in him really shining through. Even though the whole soulmate-thing still makes you uneasy, you’re happy he offered to take charge of the meeting when you texted him.

There’s a low chorus of agreement from the men around the table, displeasure clear on their faces.

“I’m not sure how up to date everyone are, but the letters and gifts Y/n has been receiving from her stalker has recently begun to escalate.”

Hoseok mouths a silent Stalker? to you across the table, and Seokjin and Namjoon look positively stricken at the word. You grimace, uncomfortably aware of how you’ve had to change the truth slightly every time to make sure they wouldn’t brush you off before you got the information you needed.

“Y/n invited all of us because we have either have a connection to her stalker, or have offered to help her find the person that’s behind everything. She’s brought some of the letters with her–” Jimin’s prompting makes you reach down for your bag, lifting the heavy thing onto your lap. ”– so that we can all look at the evidence we have so far and try to piece together who it might be.”

You don’t notice how the boys all grow deathly still as the different colours come into view, too focused on your task of getting everything out of your bag. You’re a little taken aback when you finally glance up to see how troubled they look, the colour having drained from their faces. But, considering how little you’ve really told them, they probably didn’t realize just how long this has been going on and how much you’ve actually received.

You stay quiet as Yoongi reaches out to pick up one of the purple envelopes, his mouth pressed into a firm line as he opens the flap and pulls out the content. One by one, they all reach out for an envelope of their own. The shop falls quiet, only the sounds of rustling paper filling the open room as the men around you shift through the pile on the table.

You see all kinds of emotion flicker across their faces as they skim through the different letters – horror, repulsion, anger. As the minutes begin to tick by and the stacks by their sides grow taller with more and more colours, you busy yourself with finishing up your drink. It’s lukewarm at this point, but any distraction is welcome if it means you don’t have to watch them be so openly disgusted by the things your stalker has written about you.

Namjoon makes a puzzled noise, eyes squinting behind his glasses as he peers intently at the letter in his hand. He’s clutching an empty red envelope in the other, the stiff paper crinkling in his hand as his posture grows tense. Namjoon casts an uncertain glance to his side, gaze lingering on Jungkook as the younger reads the content of one of the blue envelopes next to him.

The moment Jungkook looks up, Namjoon’s body seems to deflate, his hands falling to the table as he blurts out a bewildered, "Jungkook-ah, isn’t this your handwriting?”

A tense hush falls over the table. Jungkook chokes on his own breath, doe eyes growing so big they look like they might fall out of his head. He snatches the letter from Namjoon, pressing it to his chest as he stammers, ”W-what are you talking about? T-this isn’t mine!”

“Jungkook?” You whisper, stunned.

It can’t be him. There’s no way that the shy man that could barely look you in the eye the first time you spoke has been writing about how he would like to fuck you senseless in front of a whole club. It just doesn’t add up.

Jungkook turns to you at the call of his name and the terrified expression he sports does little to soothe your nerves. He must see the apprehension on your face, the dying confidence you have in him, because he turns frantic, stumbling over his words as he tries to salvage your friendship. ”Y/n, I-I can explain! I- uhm–”

Jungkook is panicking, eyes jumping desperately around the shop for anything that might help him. His gaze lands on the blue envelope in front of him, a light bulb going off inside his head as the dots suddenly connect. He picks the letter up, voice shaking with accusation as he points at Yoongi across the table. ”I-it wasn’t just me! T-these are Yoongi hyung’s lyrics – I saw something similar lying around his studio a few m-months ago!”

Yoongi goes still, his feline eyes widening as the attention turns to him. ”Don’t look at me like that!” He frowns.

He throws the purple envelope in his hand into Taehyung’s lap, hissing as he says, ”For the record, I wanted to approach Y/n in a nicer way. It was all Taehyung’s idea.”

“Hyung.” The disappointment in Taehyung’s deep voice makes you tremble. You think your heart must've stopped beating by now; you can’t feel it pumping, can’t feel anything but the ice cold shock coursing through your veins, immobilizing you in your seat.

Taehyung picks at the pink envelope in his stack, dark eyes locking on to Jimin. ”I’ve always known you're kinky Jiminie, but this is a bit much, no? Don’t get me wrong – it’s hot – but isn’t it a bit risky to offer to investigate yourself?”

Jimin crosses his arms over his chest, rolling his eyes. ”Of course not! I only came here tonight to figure out whom the others were, and make them stop disturbing Y/n. I’m not the problem here. And it’s not like Hoseok is much better! This clearly belongs to him.” He nods to the yellow envelope on the table.

”Isn’t it a bit too obvious, hyung? Your entire storefront is the exact same colour.”

Hoseok only shrugs, a ghost of a smile on his lips. ”Yellow is a cheery colour! I just wanted to make Y/n happy whenever she saw my gifts.”

He tilts his head in Seokjin’s direction, making the older man swallow thickly as he says, ”Orange is definitely from you. The letters practically have Kim Seokjin written all over them and you borrowed that camera from Jungkook not that long ago. I thought you promised Jungkookie to only use it to take pictures of your store, hmm?”

Seokjin’s neck flushes pink as he shoots Hoseok a vexed glare. ”It’s not what it looks like!"

Yoongi gives him a deadpan look.

“… Actually, it is. But at least I didn’t make doctor appointments in her name! This is an invasion of privacy, Namjoon-ah.” Seokjin shakes his head, tapping the letter in front of him with a slender finger.

“You just don’t understand.” Namjoon rubs his brow, grumbling under his breath. ”Also, it’s not like following her and taking pictures is less of an invasion of her privacy, hyung!”

“This is Namjoon?” Jimin snorts, ignoring them, as he leans over an open green envelope to read the contents. Jungkook, still wide-eyed but less panicked by now, huddles closer to Jimin to take a peek.

“But you text like a five year old, hyung.” Jungkook giggles.

“Texting is supposed to be quick! That’s the whole point; you use abbreviations and emojis to convey what you want to say in fewer words than talking!” Namjoon says, exasperated.

“You can still use proper punctuation, hyung.” Taehyung tsks.

This can’t be real, you think as you stare at the seven men around you, this must be a bad dream.

The empty cup you’ve been clutching on to clatters to the table, the loud sound snapping everyone out of their bickering. Your hands are shaking so badly it makes your whole body tremble, your breathing growing shallow as you struggle to push enough air into your lungs. The men around your lean closer, concerned, as they notice the mounting panic on your face.

”Y/n, it’s okay–”

You can’t tell who’s speaking, the sounds muffled under the roaring blood in your ears. You’re having a panic attack, your brain adds, unhelpfully.

You put your shaking hand to your chest, your heart racing so fast you can’t make out where one beat begins and another ends. Why is this happening to you? Why, why, why–

You flinch so violently that you almost fall of your chair as someone touches your arm, Seokjin’s hand hovering in the air as he looks at you, shocked at the strong reaction.

“Darling, calm down.”

Your head whips to the side so quickly you feel nausea bubble in your stomach. Namjoon’s blurry face comes in and out of focus from where he’s squatting by your side, the worried draw of his lips only adding to your distress. How did he get here? You tilt your face to avoid the brush of his fingers, the motion enough to allow the shop door to come into view. Your muscles tense, trembling, as your eyes latch on to it, your flight response lighting up.

You need to go. Get somewhere safe. Heejun and Jaemin will help you.

You never get the opportunity to run. The chance to bolt out of your seat is foiled as Namjoon places a heavy hand on your thigh, squeezing the flesh to keep you still. Your heart plummets in your chest as the distraction is enough for your overwhelmed brain to stutter, allowing Hoseok to get to the door first. Your dread grows with each lock clicking into place, the final latch sealing your fate as it slides into place.

“Sorry, sunshine. You can’t leave before we figure this out.” Hoseok says, not sounding very sorry at all. He leans against the door, hands shoved into his pockets.

Hoseok’s eyes turn cold as he sees Namjoon’s hand on your thigh, jaw tense as he grits out, ”We might as well lay it all out. I’m not sure why the rest of you have been following Y/n around, sending her things, but I did it because I’m her soulmate.”

What?

Namjoon’s hand is the only thing keeping you in your chair.

But Jimin and Jungkook are your soulmates? That’s not –

“– possible! I’m Y/n’s soulmate.” Jimin springs up from his seat, eyes blazing as he stares Hoseok down. ”I’m not sure what you’re trying to pull hyung, but this isn’t funny. I’m already this close to sending you all to jail for harassing my soulmate like some lovesick fools, so don’t fucking test me.”

“What?” Jungkook mumbles, shocked, as he stares up at Jimin. He didn’t know, you realize. Somehow they hadn’t put two and two together like you had.

Jimin’s confirmation should send you reeling as well, but you don’t even have time to process it before the whole room explodes into a wave of protests and objections. Most of the loud voices go in one ear and out the other, your head too much of a mess to make sense of what’s happening around you. However, there seems to be one ludicrous lie falling from all of their lips that sticks, one that they all seem to believe in despite how impossible it is.

They all think you’re their soulmate.

None of this makes any sense.

First, you learn that there hasn’t been one person stalking you, but seven? Seven people that all seemed willing to help you get out of the hell you’ve been living in for the past year, only for them to turn around and be the cause of it? You suppose it makes sense now, why the evidence lead you back to most of them. But as if that’s not enough, they all claim to be your soulmate?

This all feels like one elaborate joke.

You thought you could maybe come to terms with Jimin and Jungkook over time, that you’d be willing to give two soulmates a shot once everything else had settled, but this is beyond you. This can’t be real. You don’t even know where to begin to unravel all of the hurt and disgust you feel about all of the trauma they’ve put you through, but one thing is for certain, and that’s that you’ll never forgive them for it.

“Enough!” Yoongi growls, raising his voice just enough to be heard over the commotion. It’s like a string snapping, how quickly everyone suddenly shuts their mouths in response. ”This isn’t going to get us anywhere. We all claim to be Y/n’s soulmate, so how about we each explain why we think that’s true?”

He doesn’t really wait for an answer, his pale hand landing on Taehyung’s shoulder as he continues. ”We first saw her at Filter about a year ago. It was during the morning rush and we were at the back of the line. Another co-worker bumped into Y/n as she was finishing up an order, and the drink spilled all over her hands. We both watched it happen, and we both felt the burn on our own hands. They stayed pink for about a day afterwards.” Yoongi frowns, glancing at his hand as if he can still see it.

Listening to Yoongi’s slow drawl is enough to calm your pulse minutely, just enough for the spots in your line of sight to gradually disappear as you desperately force yourself to breathe. Staying conscious and focused is your top priority, otherwise you’re never getting out of here. Namjoon, somewhat reluctantly, finally removes his touch as he notices your panic beginning to settle.

Taehyung hums, furrowing his brows as he thinks back. ”We panicked when we realized that both of us felt the soulmark at the same time, so we ran out of there before Y/n could see us react.”

With your mind a little clearer, you realize you actually know which day they’re talking about. You remember how hectic it was, how Yebin had overslept and you had to fill in for her, how Junseo was rushing to finish an order and in turn caused you to spill yours. It hurt, and your hands were raw and uncomfortable for a week afterwards. But, you don’t remember ever seeing them.

Jungkook straightens up in his seat, looking up from his own hands as if he too remembers the same day when Yoongi gestures for him to speak next.

”Ah, I-I had a shared class with Y/n last semester. S-she was sitting a few rows in front of me when she got a paper cut, and when I felt the same pain at the same time, that’s when I realized.”

You’ve had another class with Jungkook before?

The question must be clear on your face, because he grimaces, voice soft as he adds, ”I was always sitting near the back, so I don’t think you ever noticed I was there.”

“Jungkookie,” Jimin sighs, fingers reaching out to brush through his wavy locks. He seems to collect himself before he starts talking.

“I was out on patrol when I saw Y/n and her friends come out of a club. She was clearly drunk off her ass and when she fell and busted her knee, they didn’t even stop to help her.” Jimin snarls. ”I saw her fall and felt the pain explode in my own leg when she hit the ground.”

The fractured memory of that night makes you grimace. You never learned how you got home in one piece. Everything was a blur after you got to the club, but you can still recall feeling lonely as the rest of your so-called friends had a blast dancing and gossiping behind your back. They had proposed going out to take your mind off things – it was just after the soulbond had left you bedridden for a day and you had foolishly confided in them about your mark, but you knew even back then that it was just an excuse for them to pretend they were doing a good deed before ditching you early. You realized soon after that, that most people aren’t willing to get involved with other people’s problems unless it’s an easy fix. And a soulmark centered around pain was clearly anything but.

Namjoon looks outraged at the story Jimin paints for him, knuckles turning white from how hard he’s clenching his fists. He has to take a few steps back, distancing himself from the horrible thoughts running through his head as he works to calm his breathing. He’ll have to deal with those friends of yours another day.

“It was back when I split my time between the library and the branch at the school that I felt the soulmark.” Namjoon explains, once he finds himself calm enough.

”You know I can be a little clumsy sometimes–” He ignores Hoseok’s amused giggle. ”–and I accidentally dropped a heavy book on my foot. The shelf I was organizing hid me from view, but when I straightened up I could see through the gap and Y/n was clutching that same foot near one of the study tables. I wasn’t sure if it was just a coincidence, so I, ah, dropped the book on my other foot just to confirm that my theory was true.”

Namjoon blushes faintly, rubbing the back of his neck. ”I didn’t want to hurt you but I had to make sure.”

“That’s cute, Namjoonie. It’s very you.” Hoseok grins, patting Namjoon’s back as he walks back to his chair. He throws you a stern look as you shift in your chair, sending the message loud and clear that running for the door is futile.

“I saw Y/n at a charity event about ... nine months ago? I was walking around, checking out the other businesses during my break, when there was a commotion at one of the stands. I got there just in time to watch Y/n push her co-worker out of the way from a rude customer, and I felt the slap hit my own cheek as that woman’s hand connected with her skin.” Hoseok makes a face.

”Apparently she was upset that her order wasn’t free, somehow missing the memo that we were trying to raise money, not give it away. She was taken care of, of course, but no amount of begging could ever make up for her touching my soulmate.”

You hold your breath, heart lurching in your chest as you try to the remember the woman’s face. She was dragged away by the security guards at the event pretty much immediately after she hit you, but it was just a slap. If Hoseok 'took care of her', does he mean ...

“Fuck, did you kill her?” Yoongi breathes, stunned.

Hoseok makes an offended noise, nose wrinkling as he says, ”What do you take me for, hyung? I didn’t kill her. She was just banned from the event and got a lifetime ban from all of the businesses involved in it.”

Your relief is short-lived as Hoseok pauses, thinks for a second, and then adds, ”Plus, everything was too public. If she assaulted Y/n and then ended up dead a few days later, it could reflect badly on her. I didn’t want to put Sunshine through that.”

The other boys have the gall to look impressed, never mind the fact that Hoseok just admitted he was willing to murder someone for you. You dig your shaking hands into your thighs, clinging on to the fabric as the absolute delusion these men are truly under finally dawns on you. All seven of them are absolutely crazy, insane.

“I–” Seokjin barely gets to open his mouth before Jungkook interrupts him. "But you already have a soulmark, hyung! The timer on your wrist.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung adds, lips pulling downwards, ”You told us your soulmate died shortly after you turned eighteen. That’s why the number never changed, because they passed away 13 days before you were supposed to meet.”

Seokjin looks conflicted, pulling his plush lip between his teeth as he looks around the room. He releases a deep breath as his gaze lands on you, wincing as raises his wrist, voice hesitant as he confesses, ”It’s fake. The timer is just a temporary tattoo. I didn’t want anyone to know what my true soulmark was. It just seemed so complicated, how the hell are you supposed to find someone through pain? So I decided to get something to hide behind, something to use as an excuse, until I felt ready to settle down with someone with a broken mark. No one would ever take me if they knew I had a soulmate out waiting for me, not even if the chances of actually finding them were slim to none.”

Jimin makes a wounded noise, eyes a little glassy as he looks across the table at Seokjin. The others look hurt, whether it’s on Seokjin’s behalf or their own you can’t quite tell, but you have a feeling it’s a bit of both. Everyone in the room knows from experience how shit your soulmark is, and you hate to admit it – but you sort of get where Seokjin is coming from. There was even a time you considered it yourself. No one ever talks about how lonely it is when you have an obscure soulmark, with no feasible way of searching for your soulmate.

“I can’t believe you’ve kept this from us.” Jungkook says, voice thick with emotion.

“We’re going to have a talk about this later, hyung.” Hoseok frowns. ”But you still need to prove you're Y/n’s soulmate.”

“How am I supposed to prove– ow!” Seokjin hisses, rubbing the spot where Hoseok slapped him.

You jump in your seat as the pain blooms across your biceps, the jolt of pain enough to snap you out of any lingering panic. You’re just left feeling more and more tired as the adrenaline slowly exists your system. You guess there’s only so much strain your body can take before it starts shutting down.

Seven pairs of eyes fly to the spot where you’re rubbing your arm, the gears turning in their heads. Taehyung’s voice drifts across the room first, his tone not leaving any room for argument as he says, ”Y/n, close your eyes.”

You comply, maybe a little too easily, but you just want to rest your heavy eyes for a little bit. You’re not sure what to expect, the first few seconds of darkness a welcome respite from the chaos happening around you.

You flinch as it feels like someone pinches your neck, twisting your head to get a feel from where it came from. When another nip comes to your thigh despite no one touching you, you get a sinking feeling where this is going. Your leg jerks at the sudden pain, the world around you silent as if they’re observing to make sure that their soulmarks are real, and you’re not faking it. You try to bite your tongue as another flurry of painful pinches happen all over your body, but an especially hard nip at the tender skin of your elbow makes your eyes fly open, venom dripping from your voice as you cry, ”Fucking stop it!”

The anger ripping through your body is strong enough to make you feel woozy. You grip the edge of the table to ground yourself, blinking rapidly to keep your eyes focused as they begin to prick with unshed tears.

“Why are you doing this to me?” You choke out, voice cracking as you look at the men, no, monsters, in front of you.

“Baby, we didn’t mean to hurt you. We just had to confirm that it’s true–” Jimin tries, but the harsh look you send his way makes him reel back in his seat.

“No,” You hiss. Swallowing your spit feels like sandpaper grating down your throat. “Why are you doing this to me? Why have you been torturing me for over a year – stalking me, scaring me? Why can’t you all just leave me alone?”

Your eyes flicker shut as you feel another spell of dizziness, giving the group enough time to share a nervous look over your head. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve finally found your soulmates?

Hoseok nudges Seokjin’s side, urging him to calm you down.

“Y/n,” Seokjin tries, keeping his voice light and gentle as if he’s speaking to a spooked animal. None of the boys have ever seen this look on you before, and it deeply unsettles him to see the pure hatred shining in your eyes as you struggle to look at him. ”I know it’s not the most … conventional way, but we never wanted to hurt you. We were scared too, angel. What if you rejected us? We just wanted to figure out how you were feeling.”

“I was just trying to be romantic.” Taehyung states, eyes turning frosty, as it seems to sink in that you never appreciated his gifts.

Namjoon scrambles to interrupt Taehyung before his temper grows, mimicking Seokjin’s pleasant tone as he explains, ”We can’t leave you alone because you belong with us, darling. I know everything must be very confusing right now. We still need to figure out how the logistics of this soulbond and how it works since we only feel your pain and not each others, but once everything settles, you’ll see how perfect your life with us will be.”

You find yourself absolutely speechless at Namjoon’s audacity to even assume that you want to ‘work this out’ with them. So what if they’re your soulmates? They’ve brought you nothing but pain and trouble.

“Well said, Namjoon-ah.” Yoongi says, a proud smile on his lips.

“So, what do we do now?” Jungkook asks, eyes shifting nervously on to the scowl on your face.

“Well, we can’t keep her here forever.” Hoseok frowns. ”And none of us have a big enough apartment for all eight to stay in.”

“You want us to live together? Hoba, that’s a bit much.” Yoongi snorts.

“What do you propose then, hyung? That we move her around from apartment to apartment every day? Do you think Sunshine is ever going to go along with that idea? And even if she did, how long will it be until she manages to trick one of us and runs? Just look at her, she hates us right now.”

Yoongi’s smile falters as he listens to Hoseok, understanding dawning on his features. He knew deep down that day you met in the park, that the terror and disgust on your face as you described the letters also applied to them. He knew, but he let himself get too wrapped up in Taehyung, in how the younger was sure you didn’t say those things about their gifts because obviously they were better than what those other unknown lowlifes were trying to woo you with?

Yoongi has always known that this wasn’t the best way to do things, but trying to win your affection slowly over time by writing you love letters just seemed so right. He was never quite able to put his finger on why. Taehyung having the same idea was surprising, especially considering they both knew they didn’t share a soulbond like they did with you, but Yoongi didn’t think much of it. Maybe he should’ve though, maybe that would’ve explained why not one, not two, but seven people all did the same thing. Maybe it would've explained why they all failed so miserably to win your affection.

Yoongi sighs. ”You’re right. That will never work.”

“I might have a solution.” Jimin grins, something predatory glistening in his eyes as he glances over at you. ”The station rents a cabin out in the woods about an hour from the city. We only really use it for a few weeks during the summer, so it always stands empty for months on end. We do patrol it every now and then to make sure no one has broken in, but I can easily take on that responsibility without anyone batting an eye.”

Your stomach drops as the rest of the group lights up at the news. Fuck, fuck, fuck. If they take you to the cabin then you’ll never be able to get away from them. And even if you do, who are you supposed to call? The police? That’ll just lead you right back to Jimin.

You collapse onto your elbows on the table, breathing heavy as the reality begins to sink in. You're screwed. You only wanted to track your stalker down to get him to leave you alone once and for all – you never expected that it would turn into this. It all just feels like a terrible nightmare you can’t wake up from. You have seven soulmates? Seven completely batshit crazy soulmates that decided to stalk you instead of just approaching you like a normal person would? What luck you have. A soulmate bond is supposed to hint at two souls being made for each other but you feel nothing but revulsion at the idea of being with them. You refuse to believe that this is correct. Someone must’ve made a mistake.

Your head feels like a stack of bricks as you try to lift it up. You open your mouth to speak, to say anything that might convince them to let you go, but your tongue refuses to move. It feels glued to the back of your teeth, stuck in place. You let out a whine as your vision begins to swim, blurry figures moving closer at the broken sound.

“What’s wrong, angel?” Seokjin’s voice floats around in your head, sounding like it’s everywhere and nowhere all at once.

Jimin frowns as your eyes begin to roll back, your body growing limper with each passing second. He’s definitely seen this reaction many times before, but it’s usually accompanied by strobing lights and loud music when he’s out on patrol on the weekends. Jimin reaches out for the cup you’ve been holding on to for most of the night, dragging his finger along the residue at the bottom.

He rubs the remnants of chocolate and white specks between his fingers, quirking a brow in Hoseok’s direction as he states, ”You drugged her.”

“You did what?” Namjoon explodes, shooting out his seat as he grabs for Hoseok’s shirt. ”Why would you do something like that? Do you even know what you gave her? If it’s safe?”

“Namjoonie, clam down.” Hoseok scowls, stepping out of his reach. ”Of course it’s safe, I did my research. I don’t want to hurt Sunshine. It’s just a strong enough dose to knock her out for a while.”

Taehyung whistles, impressed.

“What were you even thinking? How were you going to explain this if literally anyone else besides us showed up?” Namjoon rubs the skin between his brows.

Hoseok pauses, thinking, before he shrugs. ”I’m sure I would’ve figured a way out of it.”

“That’s … such a bad idea, hyung.” Jungkook admonishes, shaking his head as Namjoon lets out an exasperated sigh.

“It’s not the most ideal situation, but I suppose it works well in our favour.” Yoongi says. ”If she’s out cold then it’ll be easier to get her to the cabin.”

“Exactly!” Hoseok snaps his fingers as if that had been his plan all along, flashing them a heart-shaped grin.

“Never do this again, hyung.” Jimin warns him, scooping out the rest of the residue with a napkin. He balls up the tissue when he’s done, shoving it into his jacket for safekeeping until he finds somewhere safe to dispose of it.

”Also, you need to give me the name of your supplier. I can’t have someone running around selling drugs.” He wrinkles his nose.

“I’ll text you the information as soon as Sunshine is comfortable in her new home.” Hoseok tells him.

"Deal."

Jimin pulls out his phone, quickly explains how to get you there undetected while he fetches the keys from the station, making sure everyone splits up and drives there at different times as to not rouse too much suspicion should anyone start looking into your disappearance. He’ll do what he can to sweep it under the rug, but there’s always some threads that can’t be plucked.

“Jungkook-ah, you should carry Y/n to Seokjin hyung’s car and drive with them to the cabin. You’re strong, so in case she wakes up you should be able to subdue her easily.”

Jungkook nods, swallowing thickly as he takes in how your eyelids keep fluttering, still fighting to stay awake despite the drugs in your system working so hard to keep you under. He makes his way over to your chair, scooping you into his arms with a little help from Namjoon. He tries to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible, the little frown on your lips tugging at his heart. He’ll make sure you’ll be happy again soon.

Namjoon brushes a lock of hair out of your face, smiling at you serenely as your lashes flutter open one final time. ”I know it’s scary darling, but don’t worry. Even if you don’t like us much right now, you will eventually. We have all the time in the world, after all."

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seventh heaven (k. taehyung & p. jimin)

minors dni. DO NOT INTERACT!

summary: in which taehyung and reader just want to have a little fun with their baby jimin

pairing: taehyung x reader x jimin

word count: 3.5k words

tags: smut, threesome (m/m/f), praise, dom!taehyung, switch!reader, sub!jimin, breeding kink sorta?, edging sorta?, hickeys, fellatio, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, feminine!jimin (let him be a lil girly if he wants), taehyung being good at aftercare, also a lot of consent, consent is important yall

warnings: …smut. no other warnings. i’m not a huge degradation/danger/trauma girlie so no need to worry about that

author’s note: thank u guys sm for the support recently i rly appreciate it <3 also i’m not a huge smut writer but i’m trying to work on writing more of it so pls be gentle with me, this is the first official smut work i’ve literally ever completed (i usually always stop midway through lol)

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Your relationship with Taehyung was nothing short of a dream from the moment it began.

When it came to you and him, everything was perfect. Sure, you had your typical couple arguments every once in a while, but that's what makes a relationship perfectly imperfect. You still go on dates like you did when you first started seeing each other, the flame is still very much alive, and you've built a lot of trust and communication.

So much so that you guys had agreed to open up the relationship not too long ago. Not in the sense that you guys have the freedom to see other people individually (you guys are entirely devoted to one another anyway), but in the sense that if the opportunity to spend the night with a third person arises, you'll both be open for it. You personally found it rather exciting, whereas Taehyung enjoyed seeing your enjoyment. That isn't to say he didn't enjoy it as well, but his priority is, and always will be, your happiness.

Unbeknownst to you, however, Taehyung had a secret weapon. One that he was admittedly a little nervous to use, but knew he had it in his back pocket if he ever wanted it. And that weapon was Park Jimin. His best friend since forever and the boy who secretly had a little crush on you.

It's not like Jimin straight-up told Taehyung that he was crazy for his girlfriend. He wouldn't do something like that knowing it could possibly jeopardize the relationship in question. But Taehyung knew by the way he acted around you and looked at you versus how he acted when you weren't around.

Jimin was a natural flirt, there was no question about that. Just because he loved flirting didn't mean that he wanted to get with someone though. And the one person he seems to never be able to flirt with, the one person he did want to get with, is you. He gets way too shy at the sight of you and he almost feels intimidated by your presence. Everyone has their weaknesses, and his seemed to be you.

The only reason Taehyung hasn't played his Jimin card yet is because he's concerned about their friendship. He doesn't really mind the idea of a threesome with his friend, it's just the fear that it'll change their friendship for the worse instead of for the better. He doesn't want to go through with something like this only for the relationship between them to crumble. We're talking about a friendship that has lasted for years and that has never even come close to dangerous waters. But whether he liked to admit it or not, Taehyung was a people pleaser, and something in the pit of his stomach really urged him to just go for it and see what happens.

And so he decided to go for it. Slowly and with caution, though. If at any time either of you decided to jump ship, he wasn't going to force it. All he wanted to do was see what would happen if you were posed with the opportunity.

So now, here you sat, the three of you cuddled up on your living room couch, a movie playing on the television. Platonic intimacy wasn't abnormal for you guys when it came to Jimin – he tended to be a touchy person around the people he cares about and it has nothing to do with romance or sex. You currently had your head in his lap and he had an arm draped around you, with his own head resting on Taehyung's shoulder. At the moment he seemed completely calm and collected, however neither you nor your boyfriend knew that his heart felt like it was about to beat out of his chest, simply because of you.

“Mm,” you suddenly hummed after an eternity of silence, causing Jimin’s eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets. Having your head close to such valuable parts was one thing, but to make noise that caused the whole area to vibrate was something otherworldly. With all of his might, the poor boy was trying to ignore what just happened for the sake of you not realizing that there was currently a growing hardness under your head. Biting his lip and gently pinching his arm, he attempted to focus on the movie on the television as a way to distract himself from the situation.

Alas, you didn’t shut up to his dismay. However, you did move, which was nothing short of a miracle to him. You lifted your head up from your lap to look over at your boyfriend, a pout on your face. “Love, this is boring,” you whined. Being laid down with your head craned upwards wasn’t necessarily the most comfortable thing in the world so you took a hand and rested it on Jimin’s thigh so that you were propped up with a little bit of support. While your hand held a little bit of weight to it considering the fact that it was helping you stay up, the fact that you once again were extremely close to his crotch nearly sent him to an early grave. His breath hitched ever so slightly and he closed his eyes, trying to shut out everything around him.

“Sorry, Angel,” Taehyung crossed his arms and frowned. “Couldn’t find anything else that was good.” While he looked as if he was entirely focused on you and your upset, he was well aware of the pain you were causing his friend. If his weird behaviors weren’t enough to convince him that he was struggling underneath you, Taehyung’s prior knowledge of Jimin’s attractive definitely was. Just your existence alone was enough to cause the man to be absolutely weak in the knees.

“Pfft,” You rolled your eyes, flopping your head back into Jimin’s lap. “You’re lame for that, Tae. Jimin wouldn’t treat me like that. He’d find something better to watch or do,” You looked up at the boy, who was doing everything he could to avoid eye contact. “Isn’t that right Minnie?”

Heart stopping at the sound of you speaking to him, Jimin shrugged and squeaked out a quick ‘yeah’, not wanting to further the conversation. Had he not known any better, he would’ve thought you were flirting with him and trying to suggest something. But you were in a relationship, that wasn’t possible.

“Well, don’t let me stop you then,” Taehyung looked at both you and Jimin with a smirk on his face as if he were challenging you with your own words. If he knew one thing about you, it was that you didn’t like being challenged and you would prove him wrong in any way possible in an attempt to piss him off. But you knew exactly where he was going with this. He wanted you to prove him wrong for his enjoyment as well as your own.

Reaching one of your arms upward, you gently wrapped your hand around the back of Jimin’s head and guided it down toward yours. When his face was only a few inches from your own you stopped to admire his features. He was a beautiful human, there was no doubt about it, but you never really got the chance to admire him so closely until now. His eyes, though wide with shock, were glimmering and you could almost see little hearts floating around in them. His lips, so big and plump, were the most kissable shade of pink. His skin, so soft and supple, gleamed in the low light of the living room.

Moving your hand to his cheek, you took your thumb and swiped it across his bottom lip gently and slowly. At this point his eyes were no longer wide in shock, but instead relaxed and shy. He looked at you through his eyelashes and if you were honest, you weren’t entirely sure what was going through his head. He was so difficult to read sometimes.

“Are you okay with this?” You whispered gently, keeping eye contact with him. The second he said ‘no’ you were ready to push yourself off of him and respect his boundaries, but you were just as ready to dive head-first into passion if he said ‘yes’. You watched as his eyes went from calm and collected to lusty and pleading, his lips parting slightly. “Yes, please, yes,” He whispered, his tone nearly resembling a whimper. As if his response was music to your ears, you let out a pleased hum as you closed the gap between you and locked your lips with his.

The kiss you shared with Jimin was an experience you had never felt before. Your kisses with Taehyung were otherworldly, incredible, perfect for lack of a better word. But this experience with Jimin was completely new. He was an incredibly soft kisser, his lips moving in perfect harmony with yours, and despite not being able to speak to you he was able to communicate exactly what he wanted and needed just through his kissing. He was needy while still being respectful, and hungry while still being reserved. Yet he matched your energy perfectly with no interest in heating things up unless you initiated it.

As you continued to kiss Jimin for what seemed like eons, you felt a familiar pair of hands slowly make their way from your thighs up to the hem of your pants. Taehyung's touch alone was enough to make you absolutely melt, your arousal going from high to insane within a matter of seconds. There was something about feeling his strong, warm hands trace the hem of your pants before gently unbuttoning them and pulling them down past your knees and then completely off. You let out a soft moan into Jimin's mouth as you felt Taehyung's lips make contact with your inner thighs, kissing them gently and lovingly.

"Mm," Taehyung hummed as he placed one final kiss on your upper thigh, a mere inch away from your throbbing heat. "Looks like my baby's ready for your touch, Minnie," He continued, swiping a thumb down your wet underwear. The feeling of his finger running down your most sensitive area sent a chill down your spine as you squirmed toward him, whining for more of him. Jimin broke the kiss as he looked over at Taehyung with lidded eyes. You could tell by his facial expression that he was in absolute heaven right now. After all, he was getting everything he wanted and more. "C'mere," Taehyung cooed, beckoning Jimin to switch places with him. Happy to oblige, the two swapped spots.

Uninterested in keeping you waiting, Taehyung attached his lips to yours. You were slightly taken aback by the change in pace considering your boyfriend was much more confident and aggressive about what he wanted, but once you were able to match his energy you were able to enjoy the fireworks you always felt when you were kissing him. After a moment of kissing, he pulled away from you so that he could start discarding some of his clothing before helping you pull your shirt over your head.

Jimin, who was now at your thighs, mirrored Taehyung's earlier actions and began peppering your thighs with kisses. As he trailed up from your knees to the hem of your underwear, he used gentle fingers to latch onto the waistband before looking up at you. "I-Is this okay?" He asked softly and shyly, wanting to make sure that he was allowed to go further and that this wasn't just some trick. Letting out a soft hum you ran a hand through his hair and pet his head. "Of course baby, go ahead and have what you want."

Once given the okay, the man didn't stop himself from quickly discarding your underwear and bringing a finger to circle your clit. Letting out a gasp of air, you threw your head back, trying to stop yourself from letting out perhaps the loudest moan you would have ever produced. Soon enough Taehyung's lips found their way back to yours as you continued to make out. You brought a hand down to his hip before slipping your hand down his boxers and feeling your way to his erection. Your boyfriend let out a gentle grunt into your mouth at your touch, his brain foggy with bliss.

As you continued to move your hand along Taehyung's dick, you felt a gentle finger slip into your entrance, and then a second. You let out a soft moan and instinctually pushed yourself down onto Jimin's fingers which began slowly moving in and out of you. They were different from Taehyung's, much smaller, but were able to get the job done very well. When his fingers were as deep as they could possibly go, he curled them, hitting all the right spots in all the right ways.

"Mmh," You whimpered into Taehyung's mouth as you felt your partner smile against your lips before pulling away. He went to go take his boxers off so that his dick could be free for you to do whatever you please to, but you beat him to the punch and immediately attached both hands to the waistband and yanked them down. With a smirk on his face, Taehyung leaned down to give you one more gentle kiss before taking his hand and giving his cock a couple of pumps. "Someone's a little impatient," he hummed, causing you to whimper once again.

As soon as he got close enough to you, you took your boyfriend's dick into one hand and ran your tongue along the tip, eliciting an impulsive moan of pleasure to come out of his mouth. You gave the tip just a couple more licks before beginning to take his length into your mouth. Just as you were doing so, however, you felt a new presence at your core. Not only was Jimin continuing to finger you, but he now attached his mouth to your clit, giving it the gentlest of kitten licks as a way to playfully tease at it. You let out an ecstatic moan which caused your entire mouth to vibrate and caused Taehyung to throw his head back in pleasure.

"You're doing... so good... baby... so good," Taehyung breathed out as he began to slowly thrust in and out of your mouth, bringing his hand to cup one of your breasts. As he moved in and out you continued to swirl your tongue around as best as you could, letting out the occasional moan when Jimin hit your clit in just the right way with his tongue. As he continued to double-stimulate you with both his tongue and his fingers, you brought a hand down to grab at his hair. He let out a soft moan in surprise, not expecting you to grab for him, which caused an even greater rush of pleasure to your clit. He let out a couple more moans and hums, knowing it was helping get you along, until you were seeing stars behind your eyelids and your orgasm came to you not just like a wave, but like a full-blown tsunami.

With your mouth still preoccupied with Taehyung, you attemped to look out of the corner of your eye to see Jimin come up for air. From what you could tell, he looked as beautiful as always, though with tousled hair and a face sheen from your wetness. You watched as, with pleading eyes, he looked up at your boyfriend "Please let me fuck her, Tae."

Taehyung, who was far too busy riding his own high, was snapped back to reality when he heard his friend beg. He pulled his dick from your mouth momentarily, somewhat edging himself, to reach over and swipe a hand over Jimin's sweat-beaded forehead before giving him a nod. "Be gentle with her, Minnie. Don't wanna hurt my angel now, do we?" The older boy gave an eager nod as he began stripping himself of his clothes. You admired his toned figure for a moment before Taehyung guided your chin with your hand to face him. You looked up at him, his hair ever-so-slightly damp with sweat, as reached down and gave you a tender kiss. "You look so beautiful, darling... so perfect," He mumbled, kissing you again before trailing down your jawline and neck. After every couple of kisses he would bite down and suck, leaving prominent hickeys all over the upper half of your body.

Completely forgetting about anything else for a moment, you get caught up in the pleasure of your boyfriend marking you and gasp at the feeling of the tip of Jimin's cock rubbing against your entrance. You feel it twitch slightly at the contact as you already hear a soft moan escape the boy's lips. Before you could even think about anything else he bucks his hips forward as he pushes himself into you, letting out a low whimper until he bottoms out. You throw your head back in pleasure, arching your back and gripping the couch below you. Taehyung comes up from kissing and marking you to look at your face, admiring the pleasure that was coursing through your features. He took a hand and caressed your cheek, murmuring sweet nothings to you while both you and Jimin adjusted to the contact.

Once Jimin was used to feeling you around him he began to slowly thrust in and out of you, going as deep as possible each time he thrusted back in. He was hitting all of the right places and it was driving you absolutely wild, causing you to let out uncontrolled moans each time he reached your g-spot. In an attempt to take advantage of your moans and to chase his own pleasure again, Taehyung returned his dick to your mouth, letting the tip touch the back of your throat so that it would get the most intense vibrations whenever you let out a sound.

At this point, the three of you were going crazy. All that could be heard throughout the house was a chorus of moans, whimpers, and grunts as the two boys thrust in and out of you and you consumed yourself with the pleasure that you were feeling. As Jimin's moans became more breathy and needy, they began to become straight up whines. "I'm..." He panted, unable to form a complete sentence as he began to ride his high. Taehyung, aware of what was happening, stopped momentarily. "On her stomach, Jimin," He snapped. He wasn't going to let his friend cum inside of you even if that meant grabbing him and pulling him out of you himself.

Fortunately able to respect Taehyung's wishes, Jimin pulled out just in time, his dick twitching as ropes of white coated your stomach. He pumped his cock with his hand a couple of times to make sure he got all of the cum out, but after doing so completely collapsed onto the couch, eyes glossed over as he was caught in a daze of euphoria. Your boyfriend pulled his own cock out of your mouth as he grabbed you and gently turned you so that he was able to enter your cunt himself, thrusting in and out of you with sporadic passion and energy.

As he continued Jimin's job of hitting your g-spot, he brought a hand to your clit and rubbed his thumb over it, causing you to twitch under his touch. You let out uncontrolled moans as Taehyung's own moans started to turn into whimpers as he got closer. You began to tighten around him as you rode your own orgasm and he released inside of you shortly after, painting your walls white. As he let every last drop of his cum enter you he continued to thrust sloppily, ensuring his seed was staying inside. Once it got overstimulating, however, he pulled out and flopped down onto the couch between you and Jimin.

"You did so well," Taehyung cooed, pulling you close to him and giving you a kiss on the forehead. He then turned to Jimin and caressed his face, pushing his sweat-dampened hair out of his eyes and rubbing his cheek gently. Jimin was still far too dazed to speak or react to Taehyung's words or actions. He was still in complete shock that this even happened in the first place, but he wasn't about to say that he wasn't thankful that it did.

You watched your boyfriend through lidded eyes as he got up to go retrieve a towel from the bathroom that he could use to wipe your stomach as well as between your legs. He knew that you would probably go take a shower anyway, which is what you should do, but he didn't really want you to be sitting there in that state anyway.

Once done cleaning you up, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips. The three of you eventually got redressed for the time being so that you could appropriately resume your boring movie and watch it to the end. Because let's be honest, even though the movie sucked, you loved each other's company and you didn't want the night to end.

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ratherbefangirling · 2 years

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Belong

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

Pairing: Ot7 x reader

Genre : mostly fluff. {Tragic backstory.. the usual and a n g s t .. sorry not sorry } omegaverse, hurt /comfort

Warnings : reader's not confident and maybe anxious ... mentions of incidents but not in detail

Notes: people present at ages 21-24, late and early presentation also occurs.

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Imagine you a sweet smelling omega are neighbours with BTS.

With their subgender as follows Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook as Alpha, Jin and Yoongi as beta and Taehyung and Jimin as omegas.

So Taehyung and Jimin are go to an omega focused campaign event and you are there and they meet you and your scent smells really nice except it has a bitter after note to it. Still in the large amount of people they overlook it.

You go to cooking classes where you stumble upon Joon who wants to surprise Jin on his birthday with a meal without destroying the kitchen.

You end up talking as you help him with his cooking. Your inner omega preening under praise from an alpha.

As your cooking improves so does your confidence increases now you won't die alone, your alpha would love a mate who could cook.

Also you develop a crush on this handsome, kind alpha and a part of you knows it's wrong to let your feelings out of hand but you still decide to bake him something because you'd do anything to make him smile at you fondly.

So off you go to the supermarket to get ingredients to bake something.

Someone nearly hits you with their cart. Your eyes widen and you freeze on the spot.

The beta, a very tall and handsome beta. You know its a beta because his scent is faint. Beta scents are faint to everyone except their mates.

"I'm sorry are you ok" he ask concerned.

" I am fine."

"Thank goodness." He says and then spots the paper in your hand. "Looks like you're looking for baking supplies and you seem stressed. I'm a good Baker if I say so myself. Please let me help as an apology."

And your first instinct is to say no. Namjoon's face flahes infront of you.... you need all the help you can get.

You find Jin to be pleasant company. He guides you to the best things.

You are so engrossed in Seokjin that you dont see Yoongi approach. Yoongi eyes you and asks Jin if the grocery shopping was done.

Jin tells him how he was helping you find ingredients. Yoongi shakes his head and picks an easy to make mix and hands it to you.

"Here this would be easier and cheaper." He says.

That's how the two leave. Two Betas in a relationship you wonder if they have a pack at home.

You wonder how nice it would be to have a pack .

It was only you and your mom at your house. Your dad an omega. Had passed away, so had your little siblings. Your mom had thrown herself into work and with the insurance money and support manage to buy a big house to compensate the small space which killed your family. But bigger the house emptier it was.

You end up making a cake and take it to the classes. You are getting late though.

So you decide to take a shortcut except you come across some rowdy alpha.

Luckily Hobi who was passing by helps you out.

In the end you decide to give him the cake instead of Joon.. not wanting to ruin your relationship with the burden of your feelings. Today was the last class anyway.

Except Namjoon is both disappointed and concerned when you don't come.

At home every one is excited because of Jin's birthday.

The preparation for a surprise party is underway. Except Jungkook who was tasked with the responsibility of distracting Jin everyone is busy.

Jimin decorates the space with help of Taehyung. Yoongi is cooking a feast and Namjoon is collecting the presents careful to place them properly.

The cake is placed on the table and Hobi comes in with another one he recieved.

Jin despite Jungkook's efforts had guessed what his mates were upto still he went along with it. Jin adored spending time with his baby alpha. Ever since Jungkook presented he is usually scent drugged on the omegas. Their scents calm the inner wolf.

When he comes home Taehyung just rushes over to smother him closely followed by jimin as they both scent him.

Despite eating so much. There are leftovers. Jin decides to give the cake to their neighbours.

That's how Jin and Taehyung learn that you live next to next to next door.

Taehyung ever the social butterfly invites you to hangout with him. 'Omegas Unite'

Suddenly you find yourself surrounded by Bangtan, separate and together.

Accompanying Jin as he cooks even if your only job is to taste test and laugh at his terrible jokes. Tae and Jimin take upon themselves to play dress up with you because their maknae refused to play with them since he presented, it's not that he thinks it's not alpha enough he just doesn't want to be dressed in increasingly alarming fashion choices.

Even Hobi takes to you dropping a forehead kiss as protection so that some of his scent stays on you guarding you from other alpha's. He even gifts you things. It starts small like cartoon bandaid. Then there are cute clips. Stationery with the aesthetic you prefer. Plushies you can hug while you sleep.

Namjoon and you hang out when he wants to visit a place and everyone else is too occupied or just don't enjoy it. They are too far into the relationship for pretences. You though are ready to listen anything that comes out of those luscious lips. Also it's nice to share earphones in the bus. And it's even more nice when casually perhaps without noticing Namjoon holds your hand or puts a hand behind your waist.

Yoongi's affection is quieter. It's letting you into the house when everyone else is busy or out. It's telling you to stay when you don't know if you are intruding or not. Bringing you something to eat or drink when you sit and do work because it's more comforting to stay in the packs house than yours.

And it would be perfect really except for Jungkook's dislike for you. Which the rest of the members fail to understand.

He hated outsiders. He hated it when you took up all the packs attention. He also didn't like female omegas. His mom was one and had left him and his dad for another alpha. He hated when the pack changed their plans and counted you as a member even without realising it.

They had sat down in the living room discussing plans for new year and tae's birthday.

Jungkook sat between the two omegas enjoying their petting. You hadn't dropped by and he felt nice to have time with his pack.

"So where do we go? Everyone give your suggestions"

"What about going to the cabin. Its been a while." Yoongi offered.

"Camping." Tae suggested.

"It's too cold taehyungie." Jimin replied.

"We could go to the new year's eve party my company holds" Hobi suggests.

"That's a nice idea we could all dress up." Jin agrees.

"Yes but the location would require us to stay the night."

And then the discussion continues for a while. Jungkook doesn't care he has his hands on the snacks.

Suddenly Yoongi who had been quite all thus while speaks up.

"Why don't we just stay in?"

"We could do secret santa and decorate the house." Hobi says thrumming with excitement.

"We could even invite y/n ie." Taehyung says.

"That's a good idea. This year let's stay at home."

Except Jungkook's scent soured.

"What happened jk?" Jin asked.

"Can't we spend time as a pack without y/n's interference."

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asked.

The only one who knew what that was about was Jimin. To whom Jungkook came up to complain about you or just pout and say nothing.

"It's always y/n this y/n that 🙄. It's like bug you can't get rid of!!"

Thud.

You curse yourself. All their heads turn towards the source of noise.

"Ah I'm sorry I- I didn't mean to interrupt.. its just the door was unlocked and... I-I.. I should... go. I'm going. Sorry." And you scurry out wincing due your knee which you had managed to scrape.

But you had more pain in your heart. You knew Jungkook avoided you but you thought it was because he was shy. It was alright because despite him not actually being their you could still get his scent. Which you thought smelled really nice.

Taehyung growled at Jungkook. Who only scoffed in return.

Taehyung turns to follow you.

"Tae stop you smell angry, it might scare her." Namjoon interrupts.

"I will go check on her." Yoongi offers. Namjoon nods.

"And Jungkook we will talk a out this behavior once things settle." Namjoon says.

Jungkook wants to protest but all of them look distraught and disappointed.

Jungkook feels betrayed.its like you've stolen his pack from him.

If only he knew then how soon the tables would turn when as his rut hit he'd become crazy for your scent because he would realise you were his mate.

#bts x reader #bts au #bts fluff #ot7 x reader #omegaverse au #bts angst #bts omegaverse #bts abo #abo au #bts drabble #drabble

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chicken-fifi · 30 days

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BTS Reaction | Your Niece/Nephew is Possessive Over You

Pairing: BTS Members x Fem!Reader

Requested by anon: May I please request part 2 of bts headcanons? when they try to get close to their crush (like hug her, wrap their arms around her shoulder etc.) their crush's niece or nephew (18 month old) won't let them. The baby is really possessive of their aunt and doesn't like anyone touching her.

A/n: for once i feel like i'm a little bit ahead and being rather productive, but i sill feel very much behind on writing.... anyways i have a funny story to tell that connects to this request. we've all heard about my story thinking my cousin's pregnant wife was fat because she hadn't gone to the bathroom in days right (if not i will find the story later). well that cousin has a younger brother to whom my late aunt is a godparent. every year for my aunt's birthday he would give her a hug and every year my younger brother would fight him for it because he didn't like other people hugging my aunt. he was very jealous and possessive. little ramble, but reminded me of this little memory. happy reading! also for the sake of the this reaction, the situations take place short after the each member is introduced to the niece/nephew from the previous reactions which can be found on the main BTS masterlist.

Tunes: n/a

Jin:

Initially your niece was very wary of Seokjin

Often eyeing him with a lot of suspicious

Especially when he was extremely close to you

It was your birthday when the little girl had first seen the strange man hug you

And while she had seen other people hug before

Something did not sit right with her about sharing her favorite aunt with someone else

She’s promptly separates the two of you giving him a very angry side eye

She’s come a long way we’ll say that

Suga:

We a stubborn niece here

She refused to even acknowledge Yoongi’s presence for long time

Everytime he arrive to any family function she’d make a beeline to you, pulling you away from him

If she feels you’ve spent too much time him over her

You better believe she will feign some sadness or injury to get your attention

But lord forbid she see him hugging you

She’s quick to stop that without a single ounce of hesitation shouting ‘no’ at the top of her lungs

It’s kind of hard to believe he won her over in the end

J-Hope:

This one honestly hurts me to think about

Hoseok also feels extremely upset about the fact that your nephew doesn’t like him one bit

He’d heard you talk so much about the boy and the aunt-nephew bond the two of you have this is so special to you

So naturally he gets excited to meet the boy he’s heard so much about

And that boy hates him

And he quite literally doesn’t know what to do with himself

With how important you’ve said he is to you

He’s afraid this is a deal breaker

If he’s near you and you’re nephew is present

He’s receiving the most judgemental and vaguely threatening stares from the boy

To think that boy would soon be clinging to him like a monkey

RM:

You niece loves many things that you love

Namjoon was originally not included in that list

Sharing you with him?

Nope.

Negative.

Not in a million years

She tries her hardest to keep you with her at all times

But remember she’s very intelligent

She knows you like him a lot

So she eventually caves and it’s for the better

Why didn’t she like him sooner!?

He gives her so much praise!

Jimin:

Jimin laughs at your nephew’s antics

He think it’s endearing that the little boy loves you so much

Even goes out of his way to get him riled up sometimes

But he doesn’t like it when the little guy screams anytime he goes near the two of you

It’s so cute

He’ll gladly get yelled at for the laughs

But he seriously needs to win the little guy over

And boy is he going to try everything he can think of

Silent hater

You nephew opts to simply cling to you while side eyeing Taehyung

Taehyung tries so hard to get the little guy to like him

And it’s so stranger that he doesn’t

He refused to leave the two of you alone in any room

Cockblock much?

He’ll gently push him away from you and take over any hugs and kisses

At some point though he does give in just a little bit

Jungkook:

Your niece does like Jeongguk

A lot actually

But she doesn’t like him taking you away from her

When he’s around you give him all your attention and not her

She doesn’t like that so she tries to get the two of you separate

She clings to you like crazy and just stares at him and pushes him away when she feels he’s too close

She warms up the quickest out everyone else though

It’s really hard not to like her aunt’s cute boyfriend

#kpop #kpop reactions #bts #bts masterlist #bts reactions #rm #jin #suga #j-hope #jimin #v #jungkook

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ask-serendipity-sky · 11 months

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Hey,

Hope you’re having a lovely day. I sent this ask because I believe you and I are in the same place, the middle ground, not a pjm but not fully ot7(at least by twt standards)

I would like to have a discussion on the drawback of Jimin. I’m new to the fandom but even before I joined I distinctly remember the name Jimin.

I was a 1D fan and Jimin was all up on my YouTube. I remember watching his compilations before I could even tell the band members apart.

Anyway flash forward and that same Jimin is what has me joining a tumblr space to share my woes. Why?

Because I genuinely care for the guy. Like if something were to happen to him I’d cry. I resonate with his albums. Appreciate his music and I feel proud seeing how his voice has improved.

I don’t feel the need to be up in his private life but I still like to know he’s okay once in a while.

He is kind of like an acquaintance.

Anyway, I feel it’s important others know, as a past local, that Jimin knows how to shine.

This guy is smart, he knows himself and he knows his charms and if he WANTED to, he would.

No one can ignore Jimin. Everything about him stands out: his looks, his voice, his charms, his dance.

My take on FACE as someone in marketing: it’s poor marketing.

Hybe knows how to market.

You don’t become a multibillion dollar company and not have a marketing team.

My take on the marketing strategy: Use Jimin to draw the public eye, then as a ladder to push the other artists up.

On the street, smoke sprite, face, people Pt 2

All released around the same time. Multiple music shows, beat coin, Jimmy Fallon, face playlist, behind the scenes content, face live

Did I miss anything? Maybe it was such a whirlwind.

Anyway I give the marketing of FACE a 5/10. Nice buildup but chaotic/ crazy at the end.

Listening to Jimin I realize he’s very humble and hardworking.

he’s the kind of person that you can’t help but praise, and that stirs jealousy.

his members praise him, the persons who work with him praise him, his fans consistently praise him, his friends praise him, he’s even made an impact on his tattooist.

locals praise him. But he also stands out too much. Like from a marketing POV, JK is much safer? Even look at reactors, they feel so strongly toward Jimin that they have to preface: I’m straight blah blah whilst the others it’s just “yeah I like RM, JK/V”

I don’t know how to describe it. Jimin is so unique he’s controversial.

I could be watching a BTS video with a muggle and they recognize no one but the “guy who looks like a girl”, then all of a sudden we’re in a conversation about their sexuality .

it’s kind of frustrating, and annoying….so most Jimin fans are understandably silent. Especially with this influx of jealousy and hate

But what is silence? Silence is not good for data.

so what does hybe marketing team see? A whole lot of jungkook and tae

Jungkook and Tae on instagram. Jk and Tae on TikTok. Jk and Tae topping google searches. JK especially

so they likely conclude, we should make JK our pushed product. Because they can’t afford to push everybody.( or can they?)

And then, what happens? Jimin who’s been basically working with his in-house producers this whole time comes and pushes the competition out the water by topping the billboard, AS A DEBUT, with a song in KOREAN.(again the man isn’t safe lol)

I can’t describe to you how mindboggling this is. If I was a marketer I would have been shocked and realized that, Jimin has a silent fanbase but a highly engaged fanbase.

There is a reason Tiffany and Dior wanted him. A highly engaged fanbase is more likely to spend money, while a bigger but less engaged fanbase is good for mass appeal( say Calvin Klein)

A highly engaged which is so much more important imo. That is the foundation BTS propelled itself off of. That means you just need proper promotion, his silent fanbase just need to find the courage to speak and share and you have a force.

The issue? Jimin’s fans are silent because Jimin is silent. They were loud when Jimin was loud, locals couldn’t stop hearing Jimin. They subconsciously follow what Jimin wants, and maybe, like many others, they probably feel Jimin isnt ready to shake up the whole world yet as a solo artist yet.

and he made it clear he isn’t. He made the album to get it off his chest, and is basically saying he does NOT want to outshine his band members. (JM: I know you love me but remember BTS is first everyone)

so Jimin fans are basically stuck supporting his music and sticking with the ot7 till another time.

but I want to say to all Jimin fans, with that #1 on Billboard you made a statement. There’s a reason kpoppies are all up in your grill. There’s a reason Hybe is putting more focus on the other members. There’s a reason Jimin is not promoting himself that much.

cause they know, they all know. Even Jimin himself knows he’s a force to be reckoned with. The man just wants to chill as a member of the band for now, but continue reminding him and the company time and time again that he has the potential to shake up the industry .

Hi anon,

Thank you for sending this. I really do appreciate it. I'm sure a lot of people do as well.

Perhaps Jimin does want to do things quietly or perhaps not. But I don't want him to ever think that he is not enough for us and therefore we didn't do enough for him.

So let's follow what this anon is saying. Stream his music, give views to his MVs and fancams, engage with any content that has Jimin like Tiffany, Dior, naver articles, all of that.

We will see what happens in the future but for now, this is what we do.

Jimin deserves the world.

Thank you for sharing all this!

-I have attached a post with Jimin centric playlists:

-Please give views to this video (it's a competition, ok?):

youtube

-If we want Jimin to get awards, we must give Youtube views. I hate Youtube but it must be done.

-Presave Angel pt2, which will be released on Thursday, 6/15. Don't buy on Thursday, wait until Friday. I will post playlists once the song is out:

I think the link might not work for everyone so try here too:

https://fastx.lnk.to/AngelPt2

I think that's about it...for now

#jimin #asks #jikook #kookmin

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nightswithkookmin · 1 year

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Hey it's good to write to you again 💖love your sense of humour it always hype me😄😄

I just went to Yoongi's concert, I'm telling it's magical, loud and fun. What made me even more excited is because I was traveling with my friend whom we just renewed our friendship that was broken because of misunderstandings, I introduced her to bts and as we were watching their content she suddenly said she like jikook, and in my mind I thought she is talking about them in a platonic way so when she elaborated she said she can see when people are fucking each other😁😂 I laughed then I showed her your blog she's been reading it saying you are very blunt😂😅 Anyway few day after she came and asked me if taehyung used to date Jimin or if tae has a crush on Jimin because she noticed at times tae would look at Jimin's lips and all, I said I thought the same at first. Do you think v had a crush on Jimin, Is that why Jungkook when it comes to yoongi, Rm and tae he needs to clarify that it is friendship turning down every ship moment that can be made? Because I noticed he has no problem with Jimin or jihope moments but always with the others he interrupts them.

Aahh vmin vmin vmin- the ship that could if only they would

No one knows for sure what his thing was with Jimin. It was easier to label it as a crush for kicks and giggles back then. But as grown adults that they are now its a little bit 🥴

I mean sometimes the members themselves do admit some of the things they do and say is a bit fruity 🤷🏾

With Jungkook isn't it double standards for him to feel the need to go out of his way to demystify Jimin's ships while his own ships hang in the gay balance?

Minimoni are friends he says but Namjoon and I are thirsting over eachother's bodies- boys scouts honor

Yoongi and Jimin are laughable he snorts but hey what's that in between Jins legs. time to jiggle jiggle

He's made not letting Jimin's ships breath his entire personality and instead of Jimin whooping his ass as he should he's 'oh Jungkookie" melting away at him

Not to say Jm enjoys it entirely cos clearly it gets a bit too much for him sometimes🥲

This 'double standards' is something I hear most teen same sex couples complain of so I find it interesting to see these things play out between them.

And it's definitely interesting how we the fans respond to this as well. We will praise Jungkook for being territorial but let Jimin exhibit a similar territorial streak and suddenly it's he's clingy, he's an attention seeker, and he acts like he owns Jungkook.

I'll take it a notch further and analyze this in light of Tae's reaction to this territorial behavior in both of them. If Jungkook acts territorial over Jimin with Tae, Tae backs away, acts like he's gonna cry most times and only puts up a fight on few occasions but should JM try to be territorial over Jungkook, Tae would square up with him more often than not🥴

Then there's Namjoon who used to back down and show some respect for the Maknae's feelings- and then suddenly doesn't care anymore. He legit said,

I digress.

Sigh. Am I the only one missing Jin? Where's that one Taejin shipper please send me Taejin gifs😭😭😭😭

Tae can be intense and he's able to connect to people and things on a very deep emotional almost spiritual level. When he was young he used to desire this same level of intensity from the people around him often leading to him coming across as not having emotional boundaries. I don't know much about him personally, but I can deduce from certain things he says and does that he used to get this thrown in his face a lot.

This lack of emotional boundaries is what is often misconstrued as a crush by some of us.

But I think he just wants to hold hands on the pier with Jimin and discuss their deep deep affections for one another while the sun gradually set over the water

It doesn't make them gay- may be lesbians for sure but not gay😭

And while Jimin equally wants a friendship like that and so reciprocate with Tae- he better not try that shit on Jungkook.

You're gonna caress Jungkook's hands in the dime light, over soft music, while whispering to him how much emotionally attached you are to him- better be prepared to have his children while you're at it

So to answer your question, I think Jungkook knows the difference between what's an unconventional quirky friendship and what's blatantly Gay.

And most of the time when he's reacting to these scenarios he's simply expressing his discomfort with the latter.

The day Jungkook goes cross eyed on Vmin is the day you know for sure those two are crossing some serious boundaries Friends shouldn't cross. Other than that I don't think he minds- nor should he.

The only reason he should be worried at all would be if Jimin is emotionally bonding with Tae and not JK. As it stands, that's not the case.

Minimoni are not Vmin. They are not the quirky unconventional same sex friends that Vmin are. So yea, if they start touching up on eachother and if Namjoon- NAMJOON- KIM NAMJOON- starts flirting and flashing dimples at Jimin he has every reason to be worried. I TOO WILL BE UNCOMFORTABLE AND I'M NOT EVEN DATING JIMIN.

THIS KIM NAMJOON????

Smart intelligent successful TALL KIM NAMJOON?

Look, Jungkook is even better than me. I wouldn't let my girlfriend be friends with a KIM NAMJOON. Are you kidding?! I would follow them everywhere and put surveillance on them. Reinforce social distancing rules. 5 ft apart always and never alone in one room.

You think ill let my girlfriend be friends with an Rm, Yoongi, Jk you're mad. And then they'll just tell you casually, hey babe i'm gonna hang out at Rm's place- eh? Excuse me?! PARDON!

Hanging out doing what exactly cos I know yall be not talking about your feelings with them. PRAY TELL WHAT EXACTLY YALL BE HANGING OUT FOR?

I mean I'm not threatened by Yoongi per se but Agust D? Child no. No. No no no no no. NO.

Personally I don't think Jimin is in any way romantically interested in anyone in BTS other than Jk. I will fight him on this if he denies it🤧

But doesn't mean certain people in the band don't- sexually excite him beside JK. He's a rather healthy young adventurous spirited gentleman - with raging fiery hormones JK tries to keep under control

*Insert JK screaming I DO NOT APPROVE OF THIS LEVEL OF HOTTNESS🤣

If your boyfriend had sexy sultry eyes and a Jawline that looks straight out of a hentai anime imagining you would want to police him around too.

And look, Daddy is not wood.

Sticks and stones may break his bones but dare I say, tall chiseled 8 inch biggo excites him😝

I suppose curvy wide hips big booty breastina does it for him too😭😭😭😭😭

I think he finds Namjoon and Jk's physique ideal and attractive as men. And if he's dating Jk then I see how that would be a problem for Jk.

For Suga, I think it's more of how Suga treats Jimin. He treats JM like someone would treat someone they loved. Jimin admires Suga a lot. For his intellect, for his passion- JM has a tattoo of Suga's words on his body. Let that sink in and then put yourself in JK's shoes.

Jimin may be evasive but when he admires someone he praises them a lot. He praises their physique ifm he finds that ideal or attractive or intellect if he admires their ingenuity. He keeps praising and admiring JK. He keeps admiring Namjoon for more than his physique- come to think of it he's shown considerable admiration for Suga, RM and Jk more so than the others.

The only time I've seen him admire V in any way sus is when he said Tae has a huge shlong. I suppose that's enough reason for anyone to Stan V😭 If I hadn't seen it myself I would have said my man's exaggerating but that thing is humongous😭😭😭😭

Moving on from V's shlong,

Between V and Jimin I frankly don't recall who influenced who. We know Jimin today to be the most emotionally vulnerable one who's able to connect emotionally with others but if memory serves me right, that used to be V🤔

He's the one most of the members felt emotionally honest with and comfortable with and the one they seem to suggest helped them gain confidence to be themselves emotionally.

I don't know. Sometimes I feel JM and V are the same person. Different sides of the same coin. Their soul mate shtick makes sense to me.

Talking of soulmates, I find it interesting Tae Talking about twin flames in his new song May be. He said he would release it in 10yrs but I'm itching to hear the whole thing NOW. A. It's a really deep good song. The lyrics are fire, the genre is on point

You told me you are my twin flame, Our colors shimmer the same, when the world is cold in the winter, we'll melt each other away.

I have to praise him for the emotional depth most of his sings have- it's everything I desire in a song. A song that speaks to the human condition and evoke such strong emotions and is very soulful. Bravo mate.

But isn't it interesting how he's switched from soulmate to twin flames and yet still evoke the same imageries of the moon the way he's done when writing songs inspired by Jimin?

Not only is his dick massive his voice is massive too😭

Sorry what was your question?

Ah, JK interrupting JMs ships.

I don't know what to tell ya. He's a hater🤣🤣🤣🤣

You should watch him finding all the excuses in the world as to why JM shouldn't collaborate with the members on a song but somehow had no objection when JM said he'd make a song with him😭😭😭😭

You know when he was younger and he was asked whom he would entrust his sister to out of the group he chose himself? He couldn't chose anyone even when most of them chose Jimin💀

That was his sister. Now imagine his partner 🤣

There's no over analyzing this. I think it's just his personality. And he's been consistent with it. Remember the Perilla leaf debate?

Personally I think some members deliberately avoided answering the question- or answered it the way they did bcos of Jungkook 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🤣🤣🤣🤣

When Tae said let's take turns I knew Jk was gonna throw a bomb and Jimin was gonna stutter 😭😭😭😭

And of course Namjoon and Suga will say they don't care- of course 😌

Cos if they did care then Jungkook would be vindicated won't he🤣

Ahhh Jimin- JM and his tiny, but why should it even matter if you're eating how would you even notice these things 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Boy's been traumatized straddling the line between the hyungs and the Maknae trying to explain to JK relax we are not flirting, relax he grabbed my balls don't mean I'm cheating. Meanwhile all JK seeing is them walking down the aisle in rainbow suits🤧

If everything we've been screaming on ship street wasn't making things clear, it's obvious from this clip alone the diverse views on boundaries that exist in the group.

It's clear, as I've been saying, JK has boundaries. Boundaries some members think is childish and ridiculous and so do not respect or adhere to which used to be a major cause of tensions within the group.

And for Tae to point out in support of Jungkook that sharing a chopstick or whatever those Perilla leaves were meant to signify was a sign of crossing boundaries should answer my question about him backing down when JK instills boundaries over JM with him but not so much when JM tries to instill boundaries with him.

It's double standard on Jms part and Tae is not the one. Do unto Jk what you want done unto you. If you think JK is childish for trying to instil boundaries with your friends what gives you the right to instill boundaries over JKs friends? Gotta love him. He's a no nonsense sort of person.

Now, we also understand why Namjoon stopped respecting JK's boundaries. It goes both ways.

When I tell you BTS has more drama and is better than the Kardashians whew🤭

Jungkook was the most gaslit member of the group. They constantly made him out to be this unreasonable possessive dude who couldn't keep his relationship a secret. Personally, I don't think a person's boundaries have to be negotiable. It's not something you negotiate on with them. And ridiculing them and calling their boundaries unreasonable and childish speaks to your own inability to take no for an answer which is generally toxic.

It's a good thing JM made his emancipation proclamation himself cos JKV and I were gonna have to break him free from the mold.

Okay bye I'm gonna watch it and akeke to myself again

Oh wait, your friend. I should say something nice- ho ho ho ho ha ha ha ha may the force be with you💜

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stormblessed95 · 6 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/stormblessed95/733070094082736128/the-thing-about-yoonmin-that-fascinates-me-is-how?source=share

umm does anon live in some alternative universe of army fandom where people are calling Yoonmin fanservice? Cause from my 4 yrs of experience what i know is tkkrs occupies around 80% of army fandom and #THEY love to call jkk fanservice and since they want jm to stay away from jk they ship him with yg like not even jkk posts get's so much like from armys the way yoonmin get's. There's decided ships for this fandom since beginning and that's taekook, yoonmin and namjin. These are the most popular ships in the fandom so idk where that fanservice came from.

the thing that irks me about yg is how easily he can praise jk and Th who are also maknaes but it takes special efforts for him to praise him. When someone tries to praise jm here comes my man yg saying "yeah but jungkook does it better", "yes but jm can you stop doing that", "yes but why did you have a guitar when you don't know how to play" , "yes but why were you getting emotional that wasn't the time" there's always a but when it comes to praising jm but see how effortlessly he does it for jk and TH. The whole tom and jerry dynamics being him constantly saying something to jm idk how that's fascinating to y'all.

I remember how armys were dragging that one grp which i think was seventeen or something else i don't remember but yeah they were saying that the members needs to have some sense cause they were teasing one member over his weight but yg saying "i don't why you were shirtless when you're body wasn't even that great" like yes king show us how tom and jerry works. It actually gave me a small heartattack when in today's suchwita yg said something one good line about jm. Anyways jm loves him so i have no right to feel bad or anything on his behalf.

Anon didn't say anyone was calling yoonmin (or any one else) fanservice, so 1. Calm down over THAT part. 2. There have also been jkkrs and vminners and sope (hopeminers? Lol) since 2013 as well, so relax there too. Not that it's a competition?? Because that's weird...

And 3, and most importantly.... the thing that irks me about you is that you are speaking in fact about yoongi not complimenting jimin ever, when Yoongi praises Jimin just as much as he teases him. And for all the bickering and teasing Yoongi gives Jimin, Jimin gives it right back JUST AS MUCH. SO GOD DAMM, chill out and look at the whole picture there. Like my god, the man can barely breathe without praising Jimin in some way... Jesus.

A whole Compilation for you...

Always encouraging him and believing in him

Just spoiling him

1. Question: what is Jimin to you?

Yoongi: person I want to take care of

2. Question: to yoongi, jimin is __?

Yoongi: important person

Just loving on him all the time

The other boys always making Jimin be the one to ask Yoongi for things because he always gives Jimin what he wants

The man just cannot help himself, here is a whole thread to look through!

"It actually gave me a small heartattack today when Yoongi said one good line about jimin"

Is doing nothing but exposing yourself as ignorant. Because like cmon have you watched ANY content? Not just yoonmin bickering compilations?? Lol Jimin didn't talk about how much Yoongi gives him love, support and encouragement ever since their trainee days until now for you to act like he doesn't do anything but dote on the man. The bickering is something they both ENJOY and doesn't upset them. Jimin doesn't need your protection. He especially doesn't need it from YOONGI of all people.

"Anyways jimin loves him so I have no right to feel bad or anything on his behalf"

They say after writing an entire essay doing exactly that... better luck next time I guess?

Do yall forget that yoongi is my man? My bias? Everything to me? That trashing him in my inbox is NEVER going to get your a sympathetic ear? Lol especially when you are just laughable wrong??

#antis #akgaes #imma defend all their bonds #every single time #leave yoonmin alone #yoonmin love

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mrs-monaghan · 11 months

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i do actually have massive issues with the tone of this post [mrs-monaghan/720032101019353088/taekook-always-lead-in-fancam-views-because-their] minimising jungkook’s achievements (and tae’s for that matter but you can’t talk about him here unless to hate on him otherwise you’re accused to be a tkker). explain to me why it’s so important that jimin’s songs do better than jungkook’s? why is it not relevant when jungkook’s fancam is the most watched on tiktok but like crazy catching up to dreamers is so important? why were all jkkers actively tweeting about jimin surpassing jk’s record to 1b streams? never jk surpassing jimin in anything? jk’s achievements are never discussed by jkkers yet you defend jimin like your life depended on it. show me the last time you praised jk that wasn’t for his dick or what you think he does to jimin. jkkers never talk about jk as an individual without it relating to jimin yet jimin is praised on the daily like it’s your job.

Your main issue about me being a Jikooker and seeing JK as a shipping tool 👇🏽

I made my stand clear on this issue here

Here i once again praise both men because I support both and said JK will indeed break Jimin's records

I can't shut up about JK breaking Jimin's records

And lastly I dare you to tell me that this here isn't me being on JK's corner.

Your other issue about Jikookers and I talking about Jimin surpassing JK. Because he has??? And we are only talking about the records Jimin is breaking Because currently he's the only one between them breaking records?? He's the only one between them who's dropped an album so we are keeping up with FACE and it's achievements. When JJK1 drops and me and other Jikookers aren't praising him and talking about his achievements then by all means go off. But as it stands JK hasn't done anything. There is no album to talk about. Left and Right is making noise sure but anything it wins goes to Charlie poop. I want JK's own music where he gets the awards, he gets the credit.

Whatever you have seen on tumblr or on twitter is not my problem. I am not ALL Jikookers. I am Shaz. And me as Shaz love BOTH Jimin and JK. I root for both Jimin and JK. I can praise JK's dick and still praise his achievements. Those two are not mutually exclusive. I resent this accusation and honestly fuck you with a cactus.

And fuck you for having an issue with us defending Jimin like our lives depend on it. He's the one who's always gotten fucked over my the company not JK. What is there to defend JK on when he gets the royal treatment while Jimin doesn't? Even today with their individual fancams coincidentally Jimin's own is the only one that only had a link. All the other 6 had their photos. This can affect views because the human brain is attracted to imagery more than just words. They only just fixed it like 2 hours ago. This is something so trivial and normally no one would give a shit. But when this shit keeps happening to Jimin over and over people can get triggered over the smallest shit. Thus why PJMs made a big deal over a simple cake. A cake that Jimin wouldn't have eaten anyway coz of his diet but why can't he get what others got?? Even after he achieved something that hasn't been achieved since the 1960s?? He wasn't just the first Korean but the first Asian to get a number 1 on BB hot 100 since the 60s and what did BH do for him to celebrate this? Fuck all. And u wanna be mad at us for defending him like our lives depend on it.

Maybe there are Jikookers out there who don't see JK as anything more than Jimin's lover. But that aint me. But yes, you will find more shipping posts on my blog than achievement posts because that's what this is. A shipping blog. I am here for Jikook's relationship so yes, its what I will talk about the most. I also talk about the Jungkonda alot because yes, man has a big dick and I wanna talk about it. And so what if it's more interesting to me?

And incase you hadn't noticed I answer asks. I don't make my own posts.

You wanna see JK math then go follow JK data accounts that only post about his music and achievements. I will mention these things occasionally but I'm primarily here for the Jikook relationship. I'm sorry if you misunderstood but I hope that's clear now. That also goes for Jimin. I definitely talk more about his relationship than I do his achievements. Why aren't you mad about that??

Just say you're a JK solo and go.

#ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #jimin #jungkook #jimin and jungkook #bts #kookmin

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bookscandlesnbts · 5 months

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Hi ! Just wanted to share this thought:) looks like team Jimin are still filming a MV yesterday and today! Jimin really works so hard

To be delulu for a second, much like jk being in Korea for jms birthday (even though he had schedule) it’s nice that Jimin was back in Korea for golden, even though he couldn’t go, because at least he could watch it with no time zone restrictions etc (and maybe see jk after who knows;))

I don’t think this is make or break for them

Hi anon. I saw that it looks like Jimin is filming something again!!! I’m really curious about when his new music and projects will drop. I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately. Namjoon has been working too and maybe even Tae. Part of me is like okay they can’t leave us in a drought for all of 2024 but also it will be weird to get content knowing that they can’t actively promote it. I’m so torn, and time is running out that it’s all making me anxious.

I’m always here for the delulu. I don’t doubt for a second that Jimin wanted to be at the show. That’s why he commented to praise JK when he was shirtless and to hype up his favorite song. On that note, I dont think Jimin liking Hate You means anything personal. The two of them love ballads and tbh JK sounds the best and most like himself on that song. He shines on it vocally in my opinion even if the song is a little basic. I digress. Anyway, I’m sure they ended up seeing each other. I kinda expected Jungkook to go live on Weverse and found it a little sus that he didn’t. But wait, ARMY is his priority right? Above all the members? 🤣🤣🤣 that has to be one of the dumbest narratives I’ve heard recently. We aren’t shit to them on a personal level, let’s be transparent here.

It’s definitely not a make or break. Just like it wasn’t when Jungkook wasn’t at Jimin’s music shows. Everyone wants to turn everything into something that is a criminal offense when it’s not that deep. It never was. The members of BTS are working professionals with a decade of experience in their field. They know how to conduct themselves and how to perform. Kinda insulting to otherwise act like they would fall apart if they don’t get “support” in the physical sense. Yes, I think Jikook are in a long term relationship, but they can’t be with each other every second. I’m single but if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t expect my partner to drop everything at their job that day because I have to give a particularly nerve wracking lecture or talk in front of my coworkers. Everyone needs to get a grip. This isn’t a romance novel or a fanfiction. This is real life. People have shit to do. Jimin has shit to do. He is a supportive loving boyfriend. AND SO IS JUNGKOOK. Fuck anyone sending me asks insinuating otherwise. I agree with another blogger on here who talked about this recently. Jungkook is super emotionally invested in Jikook and Jimin is his rock. Idc whether you think they fuck or not, Jimin is IT for Jungkook. Jimin is the sun that brightens his day and the moon that illuminates his night. Period.

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sizzlingpatrolfox · 6 months

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There is a jikooker army account obsessed with pjms that post anons about pjms and make fun of us....jkkrs army are the most useless and pathetic breed, they only care about the company and their ship, they don't stream for jimin, they don't vote, they protect hybe and their fave (Jungkook)

Anyway I agree with you. I think Suga and Jk have a lot in common, they are obsessed with charts and numbers and their hobbies are

- making fun of jimin

- talking about views and charts

- praising each other (the genius rapper and the golden pop star)

- lying

I think I know exactly who you're talking about.

First of all, just to get it out of the way; there's nothing wrong with making fun of others, I'm constantly making fun of peope like her, sheep minded armys, jikookers, and the lot. It's funny when you see the irony in her being as obsessed with solos, as solos are with armys.

If this was a comedy movie, you'd have a shot of her talking about solos, and the next footage would be solos talking about her in the exact same way.

But people like her actually think they're so superior, they believe they're better than everyone else just because they like seven strangers men in the same way?? Please. They don't even love them the same, they just can't say that because then they'd have to allow others to not like them as well.

They're just as brainwashed as solos/akgaes, but in a different way. They're the other extreme. Solos think everything's wrong and sad, people like her, on the other hand, think that everything is great and happy.

People like her are the kind of dimwit, gullible that think BTS members own half of the company because they have 0.2 shares when even J Balvin left with more than what BTS own.

The kind that say the members choose everything and whatever they decide, the company complies no matter what. But when Jimin says "I asked for more MVs and they said no", they don't have anything to say about that. You'll notice they don't discuss things that prove them wrong, ever. They keep discussing things that others were wrong about, or things they don't agree with.

The kind that are very loud on opinions when it comes to akgaes saying "payolakook", even though they're right. But have nothing to say when Jungkook's fan deepfake porn pictures of random girls just because they're fans of Jimin. Those solos don't get a name, don't get laughed at, don't get called out. It gets swept under the rug and the people who do call it out are shushed in the guise of "keeping the calm".

These same "ot7" who claim to love everyone equally, are also very, very capable of talking about who they think it's a better singer, dancer, performer, and they LITERALLY talk about who's more popular all the time. Oh, yeah. They discuss and rank the members' popularity all the time. They are able to discern the differences between one and the other perfectly well, and talk a lot about their differences to uplift one and downplay the others so it'd make sense with their "the members choose everything and the copmany is so great" bedstory. Especially since July.

People like her are basically 24/7 saying how one deserves it all because he's a good singer, or the center, or whatever. Ironically, solos are being more ot7 when they say that all members deserved the same support from the company. Meanwhile """true ot7s"""" like her, are saying it's okay only one got it. Which one is asking for a fair treatment here, you tell me? The ot7 or the solos?

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angelicyoongie · 2 years

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lovesick ch. 7 (teaser)

You stare at Jungkook’s back, his signature hoodie covered by a thick black coat. The cold air from outside clings to your body, refusing to thaw even in the warm reception area. You shiver, wrapping your arms around yourself as Jungkook texts his hyung to let him know you’re there. Today, the entrance is completely empty, and the officer you spoke to last time is nowhere to be seen. You shift uneasily on your feet, a little unnerved by the complete silence. Is this even a good idea? You’ve been here twice before and no one has been able to help you. You want to believe Jungkook and the trust he has in his friend, but it doesn’t seem very likely that it’ll make much of a difference.

Jungkook pockets his phone before you can make up your mind, light footsteps filling the empty reception as one of the adjacent doors open.

”Hyung!” He rushes over to excitedly greet whoever stepped into the room, the person hidden from your sight as Jungkook hugs them.

“Oh,” Jimin rolls his shoulders back, releasing the tension in his posture as a bright smile returns to his face. ”I see.”

“Jungkook, I don’t think–”

“Of course I’ll do my best to help Y/n,” Jimin beams, a hard glint in his eyes as he motions you closer, ”I’d do anything for a friend of Jungkookie!”

“So,” Jimin folds his hands on top of the table, one eyebrow quirked as he asks, ”what can I do for you, Ms. Y/n?”

Chapter 7 will be a big update so I hope you’re looking forward to it! I’ll do my best to hopefully have it ready by Sep 3rd. Let me know your thoughts on the teaser in the meantime though! 💖

#lovesick #yandere bts #yandere jungkook #yandere jimin #yandere x reader

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stonyoongi · 2 years

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— yandere!jimin NSFW alphabet (trust me)

park jimin x female!reader | REQUESTED

omg i'm so embarrassed hadaiababavavva i'm sorry if it sucks but i really suck at writing smut though i try. anyway, i also skipped a letter cause i just cant describe someone's dick (????) thank you soooo much for request🥺🥺🥺 'trust me' is one of my favorites

A = Aftercare (what's he like after sex):

He is an aftercare specialist. He always makes a point of cleaning up the mess, dressing you comfortably and sleeping cuddled up.

B = Body Part (his favorite body part of his and also yours):

It sounds cliché, but he loves your eyes and that's why he always insists on maintaining eye contact during sex. Some people say the eyes are the window to the soul and he agrees, and he wants to capture every emotion your gaze conveys.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum basically...):

When you stopped using condoms, he found out that shit coming inside wasn't for him. It's really fun to do it dirty, come between your thighs, in your belly... When you're sucking him, keep your mouth wide open because he'll come there, but also on your face and tits.

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of his):

Anal. He wants to play with your ass so badly, but has noticed your discomfort whenever he approaches the area, so he holds back.

E = Experience (how experienced is he? does he know what he's doing?):

Much more experienced than you. While you were too shy to even think about dating someone to have sex, he always enjoyed casual fucks.

F = Favorite Position (this goes without saying...):

He doesn't want to try anything too complicated, so he prefers the good old-fashioned missionary. He can keep the pace he wants, watch all your reactions, see his cock being swallowed by your pussy, touch your breasts... It's perfect for you. Still, in the rare moments that he becomes more aggressive, he likes to put you on all fours and tuck you in from behind, bury your face in the pillow and spank your ass. Only when he's mad at you.

G = Goofy (is he more serious in the moment, or is he humorous, etc.):

He likes to keep the mood serious, but becomes a little playful to lighten the mood if necessary. Anything to keep you comfortable.

H = Hair (how well-groomed is he, does the carpet match the drapes? how does he like you?):

He always stays hair-free and demands that you do too.

I = Intimacy (how is he in the moment, romantic aspect...):

Jimin is always very affectionate and romantic, but at the moment it's like wow He likes to keep the mood sensual, fuck you slowly, tell you he loves you, give lots of praises, maintain eye contact.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

He doesn't enjoy masturbating, but he encourages you to do so. Not because he thinks it's important for you to get to know your own body, but because he enjoys watching you try to pleasure yourself. He likes to guide you through words, being in control is everything to him.

K = Kink (one or more of his kinks):

Corruption kink. One of the things that made him interested in you was your shyness, your innocence, your pure soul. He loves to teach you new things, he loves your reactions.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

For some reason unknown to Jimin, the sofa.

M = Motivation (what turns him on, gets him going):

You're enjoying a popsicle, so he's going to want a blowjob so badly. Are you wearing a short skirt? His desire will be to kneel in front of you and taste your taste. Cooking? Fuck, he's going to think about tucking you under the kitchen counter and destroying you. Everything about you excites you.

N = NO (something he wouldn't do, turn offs):

Jimin is possessive and jealous, so he would never allow one more person to get involved. The idea of someone else seeing your naked body, hearing your sweet sounds and causing any reaction in you makes you mad with rage. However, if there's something you're not comfortable doing, he'll respect it and get someone else to perform that fetish.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

Honestly both! He loves sticking his tongue in you, loves the taste of you, watching your reactions, playing with your pussy. And he loves just as much to be inside her hot mouth, to watch your eyes water, your cheeks flush.

P = Pace (is he fast and rough? slow and sensual? Etc.):

He will push into you slowly, wanting you to feel every inch of him invading your tight pussy and also because he loves the feeling of entering you so he wants it to last longer. He maintains a sensual, slow pace.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often... etc.):

Quickies are everything to him because the horny is high and he blames you. The car is his favorite place for this.

R = Risk (is he game to experiment, does he take risks):

He finds himself in a fucked up dilemma. On the one hand, he hates to think of anyone else seeing you the way he does during sex, but he loves fucking you in the car, as the risk of getting caught turns him on.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can he go for, how long does he last...):

He's going to take a lot of foreplay, dirty talk, teasing... One round will make you both more than satisfied.

T = Toy (does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?):

No, he thinks all this shit is unnecessary and is too proud to appeal to anything else. Lubricant? He will use his tongue to make you wet enough to receive him. Are you lonely and horny? Use your fucking fingers. Pornography? If you need an incentive, think about him.

U = Unfair (how much does he like to tease?):

When you're in public, he'll sneak a hand to your thighs and what starts out as a simple innocent caress will turn into your undoing as he advances toward your most sensitive area. When you smack yourself with ice cream, he'll use his tongue to clean you on your fingers, face areas, until he's fucking your mouth with demanding full lips. He'll talk dirty in your ear and when you finally understand his ulterior motives and blush, he'll play dumb and accuse you of being a naughty girl. During sex, Jimin will rub the glans all over your core, make you beg to fuck you.

V = Volume (how loud is he, what sounds does he make?):

Jimin is very vocal, especially when you have your mouth on his dick, or the initial feeling of your walls engulfing his dick. In general he is a noisy guy, sly and groaning, panting, swearing and praise. He pretty much narrates all the sex.

W = Wild Card

Your innocence. He always wants to fuck you hard when he sees your confused little face when he doesn't understand any of his snide comments.

Y = Yearning (how high is his sex drive?):

Very high and always at the most inappropriate moments.

Z = Zzz... (how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards?):

He prefers you to sleep first, lying under his chest as he strokes your hair and tells you how much he loves you. He will only close his eyes and give himself over to sleep when he feels your calm breathing and is sure that you are already in the dream world.

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edytae · 2 years

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take a break (smut/mature) ft. Kim Taehyung x reader

(do not interact if you are underage)

pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader

summary: You take Taehyung’s mind off during his project.

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: smut, established relationship, !nonidoltae, car sex, cock riding, semi-exhibitionism, dirty talk, praising, pet names (Taehyung calls reader a whore- but lovingly), slight choking, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), reader can’t stop cumming, duh?!

word count: 3.8K

A/N: This can be read own its own, but my other works are connected to each other by characters. If you like to check my other work: Sweet Welcoming , Norway, you’re mine, and my masterlist. Take care and stay safe.

A/N2: I would love to take suggestions for short drabbles

Taehyung buried his face between his arms and got comfortable for a second. His head was banging with tiredness and stress from last night. It wasn’t his fault that they left their group project last week. It was Jungkook's fault, who was unavailable all semester and his best friend Namjoon's. They just started a project that was worth 60% of their final grade. If it wasn't for his transcript, Taehyung would leave this group the second Jungkook started whining. However, he had to ignore the boy and work his ass hard if he wanted to pass this course.

“Ugh, so fit.” Taehyung heard Jungkook grunt while pretending like he was napping. Namjoon shushed the boy quickly. If Taehyung were to look up, he would see that Jungkook commented on you… it wouldn’t be great for their homework… and Jungkook's jaw.

While Taehyung tried to nap on their desk, you were busy getting him a coffee. “Thank you for keeping my secret, Jimin.” You smiled while two of you carefully walked past students in the study cafe. The cafe was full of people, you couldn’t see an empty seat, which was sad considering it was a Friday night. Jimin was leading the way where he and Taehyung were working on their project.

“No problem, Y/N. Taehyungie will be so happy, he was very stressed all day.” He said, shaking his head to the sides.

“We sit over there, look he is sleeping,” Jimin showed the direction with his head. When you looked, Taehyung and two other men were sitting on a circular table with their laptops on. However, Taehyung was leaning to the front, face buried in his puffer jacket.

As you got next to their table, Jimin greeted the two men with a head nod. You looked at Taehyung’s sleeping figure, his face was squished into his arms. You placed the coffees on the table and ran your warm hand into Taehyung’s hair.

Taehyung was irked by the sudden feeling but recognised your familiar touch. After all, he had spent hours laying on your stomach while you caressed his hair.

Before Taehyung turned his face to you, his mouth uttered your name.

“Baby,” he squeaked from his seat with big puffy eyes. You smiled at the Taebear and hugged his sitting figure. The hug was a bit awkward as he buried his face into your chest and took a big whiff. “Surprise!” You said, continuing caressing his nape as he smiled into your breasts.

“Hello, baby,” He said, further nuzzling his face to your chest as if you weren’t in public. To stop this core-lighting gesture, you subtly pulled on his hair.

“How did you know I was here?” He said.

You looked at Jimin, “I have my ways… A little bird told me you need some cheer-up so I decided to come by before going home.”

Taehyung gave you his adorable boxy smile as you caressed his cheek. He looked so raw with his bare face showing. Every single bit of his real self was apparent. He also looked totally fuckable.

“Well,” Taehyung looked around, “You should have told me so I could save a seat for you. There are no empty seats.”

Taehyung spreaded his legs wider and tried to pull you onto his lap with a smile. Jimin laughed, “Nah, take this outside, guys. She came to take you anyway.” He snickered when Taehyung looked at you questioningly.

You joined him, “I heard you guys are having a long break so I came to take you on a walk… to stretch your legs.” You dragged your finger to wipe the drool on the corner of his lips, slightly pulling his bottom lip down while smiling naughtily at him. Taehyung took your cue and smiled back at you. His eyes seemed to be awake now.

“Sure, I have some time before our session.” He closed his laptop and took his phone.

“Don’t rush, I’ll cover for him.” Jimin said when you intertwine hands with Taehyung. You thanked him and pulled Taehyung by the hand.

“Quickly, Taetae,” Taehyung released all of his body weight onto you while going down the stairs to annoy you. “I cannot believe you came for my dick.” He said when the two of you got outside, smirking so proudly.

“Ah, there is the fuckboy smile,” you grimaced and pushed him by the chest. He was annoyingly handsome. “Who said I wanted your dick?” Taehyung’s smirk grew even larger. “I thought we were going to the bathroom, baby.” He said while crossing the empty street on the campus.

“Why would we go to the bathroom?” You asked innocently, his hand slapped your ass in return.

“Sshh, someone will see you.” Your innocent act continued as Taehyung let you drag him on the pavement towards the gym.

“I thought you were gonna suck me in the bathroom.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.

You shook your head no, “Even your beautiful dick can’t get me on my knees in that filthy bathroom.”

Taehyung laughed loudly, his warm breath showed in the cold air. “I thought you were my filthy girl?” You shivered with anticipation. Oh my, how ready you were to ride him.

“Get in the car, hottie.” You pulled him by the hand and pressed his back against the car door.

“Feisty,” He said, hands immediately grabbing your ass.

"Yeah, yeah, get in, baby." You were getting impatient. You opened the backseat door and let him enter first.

“You even prepared,” Taehyung giggled at your beige blanket laid out on the seat. You suddenly grew shy. He carefully sat on the blanket and took his jacket off.

“Why are you blushing, omg, you were just telling everyone that we are going to have sex.”

“I didn’t say that! Also, I didn’t want you to explain the wet patches to your mechanic again.” You said.

“It is okay, you are my messy girl.” Taehyung helped you sit in the backseat. Then, he lunged to the front to start the engine. He aimed to open the heater as you would be bare soon. He locked the doors while you defended yourself.

“It is not my fault. You get me so wet.” You placed your hands on Taehyung’s thighs and rubbed them.

Two of you had car sex in the past but they didn’t always go smoothly. You did realise previously that car sex would be a disaster as sex was always so messy for the two of you.

After Taehyung finished arranging the car, he pulled you onto his lap with a strong grip. You squeak, "Sirrr, I am not a doll you can toss around,"

Taehyung snickered and started kissing around your lips. "You are my pretty doll." His hands travelled to your ass and squeezed it.

"Ugh," you grinded your core to his right thigh while his hands tried to sneak under your sweater.

"I thought we could do cock-warming first." you said while Taehyung was mindlessly nibbling on your jaw.

"Take my cock out then," he said coolly. You were the opposite. His instruction made you squeal with happiness as if you were doing it for the first time.

You pulled down Taehyung's sweatpants and easily took his throbbing cock out from the opening of his boxer. "This is so practical. Dicks are so practical, baby. I wish I had one too." You said as he scoffed.

"Yeah, baby, talk dirty to me." He faked a moan.

You rolled your eyes and waited for him to take off your belt. Instead, Taehyung stayed still, head thrown back, bottom lip bit down.

"You are so horny for me." You observed.

Taehyung laughed, "Is that so Miss Detective?" He slapped your ass. "You brought me here to fuck, so get on my dick you cock-hungry babygirl."

You quickly get rid of your trousers with your panties. Goosebumps decorated your legs. "I wish I wore a skirt." But you were a big girl so you dealt with it.

First, you ran your dripping cunt over his dry shaft. He needed to be wet to enter you. "Oui oui pretty cunt,” Taehyung giggled through his hitched breath.

“Bab-by” You laughed through a moan, body vibrating with Taehyung’s low voice. “Could you not voice over your dick please. I am trying to- oh God-” you sank your nails to Taehyung’s bicep. “So th-iiick,” A scoff left your mouth and you stopped trying to take him in.

“I pre-game before this! I can’t believe I am still struggling-” You tried to bounce with his only tip inside you. “ Ah, sorry baby.” You apologised when you realised how tight you were holding his base.

Taehyung pulled you to his chest and held you from the waist. “You pre-gamed?”

You nodded into his neck, “Yeah, I just touched myself for a couple of minutes so I could get, you know, looser…” You did try to get yourself worked up so Taehyung wouldn’t worry about his performance.

“When did you do it?” Taehyung’s one hand went around your ass and his index finger found your wet hole. “Ah- baby,” You groaned into his neck again. “I did it before coming to cafe-”

“You did it in the car?” Taehyung pushed his index finger into your pussy. You engulfed him easily.

“Ye-ahh.” you mumbled against his neck, placing mindless wet licks.

“Mhhmm, that does wonders for my ego.” He kissed your shoulders and slightly pushed another finger inside you.

This time you let out a moan, but there were no signs of pain or discomfort. “That’s so snuggly,” you said as if you read his mind. Taehyung smiled with success when you pulled your face from his neck and started to move your hips on his hand.

“So nice baby,” you whirled your hips while Taehyung subtly scissored his fingers. Thanks to his long arm, he could finger you in any position. However, your clench on his fingers was making it difficult.

Taehyung couldn’t help but joke again. “I am gonna lose circulation in my fingers if you keep clenching on me like that.”

You giggled shyly and hid your face again. “It is enough-” You said, suddenly realising the limited time you had. You need to take his cock and make him cum.

“Give me the taeconda,” you raised yourself to your knees and held him by the base. You took a deep breath and prod your hole. Thankfully, you were so greedy to take him, so he slid inside you with one fluid motion. That was it. Taehyung knew that you mostly struggle with initiating penetration.

“Ugh,” you groaned, trying to bounce and swirl around. “Ughh, that’s-mmm.” Taehyung joined you with a low moan too. His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist. “So, so-” He stuttered, lips brushing yours as he accidentally exhaled a big breathy whine into your high-pitched moan.

“Cockwarming… we are doing that?” Taehyung asked, biting down his lip. His cock felt warm so it was a success.

You nodded even though you kept slowly bouncing on him. “Nice… It has been a while since- ugh baby… Taehyung bit down his lips.

“I am close, stop and listen to me.” His iron grip sealed you down to his lap. You looked at him with already glossing eyes. “We haven’t talked about this intimately, right baby? Let’s chat. How are you?” He asked caressing your ass while low growls left his throat.

You threw your head back, “Seriously?”

Taehyung wanted to last longer than 5 seconds so he needed to relax and busy his mind with other things than your sweet warm pussy wrapped around him.

“I-I-” You stuttered just like him, trying to wiggle in the tight room he gave you. His throbbing thick length was enough to get you to orgasm.

“Taehyung, please touch my clit.” You said, holding by him the collar suddenly.

“I will cum so good if you rub me, please let me.” You cried into his mouth as he brought his thumb to your little numb spot. Taehyung smirked and watched your thighs tremble.

As soon as he started rubbing small circles on your clit, your thighs started to shake even quicker. Your slick-covered stretched walls clung to him even more.

“Go ahead, baby. Let me see it.” He whispered to your ear and then his lips nibbled on your earlobe down to your neck. His warm breath on your neck, throbbing cock inside your pussy, and long finger on your clit brought your orgasm in a blink.

“Mhmm, my good girl cumming so beautifully.” Taehyung shook with you as you came, drowning his cock with more juice. Your thighs didn’t stop trembling, they jumped to the sides, sometimes up and down as if you were having a seizure. Fuck, it turned Taehyung so much that he forgot about his own orgasm.

“Are you gonna ride more? What about cockwarming?” You writhed in pleasure and gave yourself a relief by bouncing on his long dick.

“Ahh, baby, you feel so good.” You threw your head back and focused on his sweet pull on your inside, his tip slipping past your G-spot with every single drag and bumping into your cervix.

Normally, you would wince and warn Taehyung whenever he hit your cervix in the first round. You would say it hurt. After your first orgasm, you would cling to Taehyung’s chest and beg him to hit it. However, now you were doing it in the first round. Taehyung wanted to comment on that but you were grunting loudly to his face.

“Baby,” Taehyung moaned at your erotic face. His high approached him was closer than he wanted. “You will make me cum. Slow down. Let me enjoy this more.” Taehyung begged you.

You opened your eyes and looked at his sweaty face. “Mhmm, but I can’t stop.” You giggled as your knees dug into the seat even more. But you did slow down a little bit.

“Y/N,” Taehyung hissed your name and gripped your waist for real. His two large palms spank you on your ass as he bit your lip. The stinging pain made you stop.

While you tried to take in the pain Taehyung rubbed where he hit, feeling guilty. As his large hands returned to soothe you, you started to swirl your hips.

Feeling the legendary taeconda stretching you nicely was very enjoyable for you. It stimulated your walls to get you wet and gave you an eye-rolling sweet drag on your G-spot. In return, it gave Taehyung a breathing space as you didn’t jump on him like a thirsty whore.

“Ughh, I am going again,” You warned Taehyung. Maybe pregaming sex was a bad idea. But all blame was on your handsome boyfriend and his unbothered attitude.

“My clit! My clit! Please, please let me cum. ” As your heart beat frantically against your ribcage, Taehyung brought his thumb back to your clit. This time you were wetter, it had started to drip down Taehyung’s thigh. Taehyung smirked, feeling endorphins and serotonin fill his veins.

“You can cum, my love.” Taehyung said very lovingly as you buried your face into his neck and sniffed his hoodie. There was nothing better than smelling his manly spicy cologne while cumming.

You were quieter this time, most probably Taehyung’s thick hoodie muffled your moans and cries. Also, your thighs stopped trembling, well, almost stopped as Taehyung caressed them to relax you.

“My good girl,” Taehyung kissed your cheek. “You came back to back… It was so sexy.” He simply complimented you.

You nodded and kissed his thick veiny neck in return. You were too fucked up to do anything else.

“Dang, this took such a turn. I was promised cock-warming but I received cock-whore who couldn’t stop cumming.” Taehyung’s deep voice vibrated your chest, your face was still tucked in his neck.

“Mhmm, I was so quick…” you rubbed your lips to his collarbone. “I am sorry,”

Taehyung scoffed, “Should I feel sad because my girlfriend can’t get enough of my dick?” He kissed your head again and hoped that you would recover quickly. It would be really embarrassing if he came while you lay on him this snuggly.

“You are right.” You finally had the power to pull your spine upright and face your handsome boyfriend.

“I am just a whore for you.” You pouted as his dick twitched inside you. You wondered if you could make him cum by just clenching on him.

You reckon it would be possible, but not tonight so you opted for your slow grinds on him. Meanwhile, Taehyung brought his hand to your tummy to feel himself moving inside. It always made his knees buckle. “Babyyy…” He mewled as your pace got steady and quicker. Your tits were bouncing on his face inside your shirt, sometimes hitting his chin.

“I can feel myself,” He slightly pressed his fingers. As you focused on his hand, his dick almost started to feel bigger. Was that possible? Yes, if it is Taehyung’s girthy member.

You leaned backwards to support yourself, your abs couldn’t make him cum. As you held on to his knees and continued fucking yourself, Taehyung was finally able to see the erotic image of your pussy engulfing him. “Oh, babygirl….” he intently watched how your walls took him in and out, but never completely out.

“Taetae?” You asked, suddenly shy about eyes on you. “There is a guy in the car at the back,” You dropped your head back and continued your messy bounce. The guy with an emo cut was sitting on the hood of the car at the back with his hands in his pockets.

Taehyung furrowed his brows, “What guy?” Were you seriously asking about his friends while his dick was buried inside you.

“I don’t know his name.” You shrugged. “He was sitting next to you at the cafe.”

“You mean Jungkook?” He asked. “Did he try to talk to you? Did you do something to you?” Taehyung asked with vigour. But you shook your head no and tried to avoid your G-spot. However, his thick head was constantly hitting it.

“Ahh, Taehyuuung…” You dug your hands into Taehyung’s knees. Your back was hurting from all the arching but you were close again.

“I think he is watching us, right now. Ahh, Taetae, don’t stop…” You furrowed your brows. Taehyung wrapped his arm around your waist and tried to look back, but your hands stopped him.

“Does he still bother you, baby?” You asked even though Taehyung's face gave you the answer. “Do you want me to put a show on, Sir? Forget about him. Focus on me.” You held onto his face and kissed him sloppily. Taehyung didn’t reciprocate the kiss but he helped you continue bouncing.

“Your orgasm is only mine to see. You are not a whore to be watched.” Taehyung bit down your chin as he tried to sit up tall and hide your clothed body from Jungkook’s eyes.

“Make me cum, make us cum, Taetae.” You took Taehyung’s bites and tugs with a delusional smile on your face. His spit-covered lips smothered your neck as you moaned on his dick. You seemed to be careless about his friend watching him.

“Maybe you are whore, huh? Look at yourself… my messy whore…” Taehyung watched you throw your head back and squeeze his collars as your pussy squeezed him. Even though he didn’t pay attention, he was on the edge of cumming too.

“Yeah, I am your whore.” You shrugged and frantically bounced.

Taehyung leaned back and threw his hands over the backseat, allowing you to take what you wanted. You couldn’t help but cum again as Taehyung watched you with smugness on his lips with his bangs all over his handsome forehead. Taehyung clenched until his muscles would rip but he couldn’t help but join you in a pathetic orgasm. Jungkook was long forgotten.

“I came again,” You giggled again. “I think you did too?” You asked as the hotness inside you couldn’t be solely yours. Not surprisingly, he was still rock hard. Taehyung nodded his head, running his lips over his chapped lips. “You made me cum accidentally.” His voice was playful, an indicator that he would be fucking you for the last time tonight.

Taehyung brought one of his arms to your chest and wrapped his big hand around your neck. You gasped when the warmness on his hand engulfed you. He didn’t squeeze you, but his veiny hands showed that he was holding himself from doing it.

“My pretty toy,” He mumbled as his eyes undressed you. “You were supposed to keep my cock warm and make him cum, not ride me like a messy whore and come everywhere. Look!” Taehyung looked at his wet thighs.

“I am sorry, Sir.” You said, eyes rolling back.

“Don’t be sorry, my love. Just let me fuck you like you are my fleshlight, huh?” Taehyung asked while slightly squeezing the sides of your neck.

You groaned and leaned to his touch. Taehyung placed his legs onto the floor of the car and gave you a single full-power thrust. This time you whined like a little kitten.

Taehyung gave you another thrust. This time you allowed yourself to drop over his chest and hide into his neck.

“As always-” Taehyung groaned at the warm juices falling over his length. “I need to finish myself as always because my pretty baby is too fucked up. You are still a little girl who can’t make her Sir cum, huh?” Taehyung whispered in your ear.

“You are so cock-hungry that you take me out while I am with my friends but get tired before I can properly cum.” You shuddered at his low voice.

“I feel your sweet juices dripping, babygirl. You love it when I talk to you like this?” Taehyung tried to push you up but you clung to him even harder. “Yes, Sir. I lo-oove it.” Your voice was uneven, in contrast to Taehyung’s slow and hard thrusts.

“Will you be a good girl and ride me while I fuck you? Will you make Sir cum?” Taehyung asked.

You pushed yourself right up and returned to your previous position. Taehyung held onto your neck again and set a pace for you to follow.

You screamed every time Taehyung entered you fully and bounced back from your cervix, and Taehyung groaned every single friction you gave him. Now, he was out of words and breath. He powered himself by watching your lewd moves and praises.

He was seconds away from cumming inside you. “I am close- so close-” he groaned and you dug your nails into his hand. Taehyung moaned. “Keep going, babygirl. You’re gonna get my cum.” You watched as he was seconds away from cumming.

“Ahh, babygirl, take everything I give you, okay?” Taehyung squeezed you a bit tighter. You nodded in return and let out another scream.

Taehyung released with a final groan as a knock on the glass made two of you jump out. Jungkook was leaning into the window with his signature annoying grin.

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