#bts chat fic

[kookintel]

yo so i was thinking like, i really like reading chat fics, so would anyone be interested in reading one maybe if i wrote it?? idk i have no ideas so far but i’m just trying to see if antojes interested that’s all!

also i’m not talking about smau’s, which i do like to read!! but i do not have enough storage for that-

#cae rambles 💬 #just an idea!! #i really love reading them because most of them are funny but they’re easy and quick to read so! #bts #chat fic #bts chat fic

[whyse7vn]

PALENTINES -

[ ot7 x reader ]

SINGLE LADIES 😁🔥

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: gave my gf an hour long whimpering audio for valentines day

namjoon: you make me sick

jimin: this definitely counts as harassment

jk: yoongi got me a plastic fork

yoongi: yw

y/n: the audio was 5 minutes long????

tae: ok but i sent it to you 20 times

do the math????

jin: you sat there and whimpered into ur phone for 5 minutes that’s crazy

don’t you feel any shame??

tae: why would i feel shame?

it’s called being in love jin

you should try it sometime

jimin: it’s called harassment

hobi: ew man

jk: free asmr :D

jin: it’s gonna be free tae from jail soon

tae: no it won’t

jimin: ur right when you get locked up no one’s gonna want you free

hobi: KEEP TAE IN JAIL 🗣️💯

jk: personally i would want tae free

jimin: personally ur not real so it doesn’t matter what you want

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: ew how the hell did you flip it

i hate that

ew

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: HOW DID YOU DO THAT

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: STOP GO AWAY I HATE IT

namjoon: yoongi got jungkook a present this year?

yoongi: not by choice

y/n: it was by choice

hobi: it was a plastic fork

yoongi: a plastic fork not given by choice

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: no

y/n: please

yoongi: no

y/n: pretty please :3

yoongi: it was by choice

y/n: see told you!

yoongi: don’t understand why we have to buy each other shit on this holiday anyways

i like ONE of you not all of you

tae: am i the one you like be honest

yoongi: bye

y/n: it’s our silly little tradition don’t be a loser yoongi

yoongi: whatever

jin: ok anyways who ordered me a fucking marching band???

jk: idk but did you like it??

y/n: gonna take a wild guess and say it was jungkook

namjoon: i thought you have his card how did he order that??

y/n: he has apple pay now i can’t stop him 😕

hobi: wait no fair

jin did NOT deserve a marching band all he got me was his butter photocard???

jimin: he got me that too….

jk: OMG ME TOO >_<

tae: i don’t feel special anymore

namjoon: really jin?

y/n: mine was signed!!

yoongi: cheap

jin: you literally got kook a plastic fork?

yoongi: he loves it

jungkook tell him you love it

jk: i love it

yoongi: see

jin: whatever don’t care

jimin: namjoon got me a fucking book

jin: lol that’s crazy cuz you can’t read

jk: i’m sorry to hear you can’t read jimin hope you can soon :/

namjoon: i put a lot of thought into the book i got you

jin: that’s cute but he can’t read so

jk: i wish i was a book

tae: if you’re a book does that make you a tree?

jk: guys

y/n: no jungkook

jk: oh ok

jimin: i CAN read btw

yoongi: don’t care

jin: sounds like fake news

jk: omg wow ur a fast learner jimin you can read now!!!

jimin: ur talking way too much today

you should stop

jk: is he talking to me????

hobi: y/n got me a holiday to australia

i’m not gonna go cuz like bugs

but that was really nice

y/n: you’re welcome!!!!

tae: k but i got sex

y/n deleted this message!

tae: 😕

silencing me like they did MLK

jimin: what

jk: milk

hobi: did you just compare urself to mlk?

jin: yeah never say that again

tae: why not?? it’s true

yoongi: you are nothing like mlk

jk: tae ur not milk

namjoon: taehyung do not compare yourself to martin luther king ever again please and thank you

jk: or milk

y/n: and in black history month too…

tae: you don’t understand me or him

y/n: yeah ok

back to gifts

joon got me some really pretty flowers

jimin: boringggggggg he does that every year

jk: namjoon got me wood

hobi: ?

namjoon: statue

it’s a wooden statue thing

not just wood

tae: joon giving other boys wood for valentines ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

u wanna know who i gave MY wood too

y/n deleted this message!

namjoon: tae shut up

jin: saw that

tae: i’m just like mlk i’m telling you man

y/n: stop

tae: sorry

jimin: hobi got me shoes

hobi: i did

jk: hobi got me cheese

hobi: expensive cheese

y/n: i took yoongi to those cute photo booth things

yoongi: they didn’t need to know that

y/n: yes they did

we are sharing what we got each other

read the room yoongi

jimin: yeah yoongi read the room

tae: how tf u read a room??!

a room not a book ☠️☠️

u guys dumb as hell

jin: you not knowing what reading a room means makes a lot of sense actually

jk: send photobooth pics ^0^

bet u looked so cute

not you yoongi

y/n

her

not yoongi

i’m talking to y/n NOT you yoongi btw

yoongi: shut up

and no

you’ll never see those photos

jk: ☹️

hobi: so what did yoongi get y/n??

yoongi: don’t worry

tae: personally i’m worried

jk: me 2 guys yoongi is really scary

what if he killed her

y/n: ?

jin: i want to blow jungkook up

jk: i’m no ballon 😭

jimin: probably fucked for valentines let’s be real

tae: well that’s obviously NOT true lmao 😜 ☠️

yoongi: why is that “obviously” not true

we could of

tae: you didn’t

yoongi: and you know how?

tae: cuz i just know

yoongi: yeah ok

we could of for all you know

on the actual day too

tae: you weren’t even with her on valentine’s day

yoongi: and you were?

y/n: he wasn’t

tae: ok

but i could of been

yoongi: but clearly you weren’t

tae: neither were you

namjoon: both of you stop

tae: idk why yoongi acts all high a mighty

especially when it comes to her

y/n: ok that’s crazy

how about you don’t talk about me like i’m not here!

yoongi: idk why taehyung acts like he has a chance lmao

jk: guys

tae: that’s actually crazy

you’d be fucking surprised yoongi!!!!

yoongi: what’s that supposed to mean?

tae: what do you think it means?

tell me yoongi

guess

i’ll tell you if you’re right or not

yoongi: shut the fuck up

tae: or what?

hobi: why this kinda sexualllll

jimin: like 😭😭😭😭

y/n: LMAO STOP

jin: arguing over pussy that belongs to neither of them is crazy i’m just saying

jk: pussy \ ^0^ /

namjoon: how about we all stop arguing and move back to talking about the gifts we got eachother !!

hobi: jungkook got me a ballon

jk: yeah

do you love it

hobi: sure

jk: ^_^

jimin: personally i think hobi’s lying to you kook

jk: WHAT

jimin: i think he hates his ballon actually

jk: hobi pls say he’s lying

hobi: he’s lying

you see it may seem that way because on the outside im a very chill and nonchalant man

y/n: that is not true actually!

hobi: but on inside i am actually very chalant

EXTREMELY chalant no joke

so basically inside im going fucking crazy over the ballon jungkook gave me but it just doesn’t seem like that cuz im a chill guy

jk: but inside ur chalant

hobi: exactly

jk: jimin why would you lie to me

jimin: ur easy to lie to

jk: no im not

jimin: namjoon died in a car crash 24 hours ago

jk: NO NAMJOON OHHMYGOD NAMJOON NO

namjoon: i am not dead

jk: oh

y/n: how did you fall for that

namjoon cant even drive

jk: oh yeah

lol namjoon cant drive guys

namjoon: ok we all know

hobi: so what did you guys actually do on valentine’s day

jk: minecraft but then it got too scary so i played valorant instead

jimin: idk what any of that means but ok

i personally watched movies with joon

namjoon: yeah

i dropped by kook’s and y/n’s place first tho to give my gifts and stuff

hobi: where was my movie invite?????

jimin: we did call you

you were like high as hell

hobi: oh

wow

how real of me

jin: i cooked steak

jimin: for urself?

typical

jin: kys

no

for me and y/n actually

y/n: …

jin: my fault

yoongi: what

tae: oh

jk: SHE SAID SHE WAS BUSY

TTAHSTNOT FAIIROGJKFNKLDVLKFNKLFHKLNNDKVHNFKVNKLGNGR UFHDFHDKJ GHDKLNGFKLNGFG FHJDJHHGR DHGGRHBDNBF JGHKJGHGR

hobi: ????????????????????

namjoon: cool

jimin: jin???? out of everyone JIN??????

why would you fuck jin

jk: WHATR OHMYGOF WHAT?????? SHUT UP

jimin: on valentine’s day too…..

even fucking ME would make more sense than jin right now

jin: tf is that supposed to mean?

jimin: i said what i said lmao

tae: she cant of fucked jin

cuz she’s fucking me

yoongi: LMAOOOO

u really think your special dont you

thats crazy

jk: WHYIS EVERYONEFUCKING MY GIRLFRIENDOHMGYOJFDJFDKJDSDB

hobi: i dont get it even if she was fucking tae why couldn’t she fucked jin too?

y/n: i am like right here you know

tae: because me and her are serious

yoongi: serious???

you are just a rebound

tae: yoongi i think you’re just upset she didn’t come to you first after the whole jaehyun thing

yoongi: i’m glad she didn’t actually because now i know for sure i’m not rebound

you are

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: why? you getting upset?

idk why you’re acting like the victim here when you’re using her for the same thing

hobi: woah??

jimin: cap taehyung bitchless

yoongi: it’s time you stop using y/n to get over jennie and grow some fucking balls

jin: hold on

jimin: WAITTTTTTTT

hobi: SHUT FUCKING DOWN FR????

jk: imgonnapassout

y/n: oh

namjoon: yoongi

tae: i am not using y/n to get over jennie and you know that

hobi: wait ur fr??? taejennie was fr??

LIKE ACTUALLY?? OHMYGIDTHISISREAL??

yoongi: i know that? thats crazy how could i know that??

you didn’t even tell us about jennie

for over 3 months you were with her and you didn’t tell us

and then those photos of you and her were leaked and you were all depressed for ”no reason”

and now all of a sudden your obsession with y/n?

yeah you’re not using her you’re right i’m just fucking stupid aren’t i?

jimin: holy shit man

tae: i am not using her

yoongi: so why is yeontan with jennie right now?

y/n: tae you told me he was with you parents?

tae: yeah

but

i didn’t tell you that because im using you or anything i just said that because i didn’t want to cause any problems

y/n: you lied to me

for no reason

if you told me the truth it would of been fine

tae: i know

y/n: so when i came over

were you planing on sleeping with me anyways?

were you mad at yourself for calling jennie and leaving yeontan with her?

did you use me to help forget about it?

tae: did you use me to help get over jaehyun?

y/n: no

i can tell you that in full confidence no

now answer my question

tae: you know i would never do that to you

y/n: its a yes or no question taehyung

tae: i would never do that to you

yoongi: yes or no you asshole

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: answer her question

tae: leave me the fuck alone

tae left “SINGLE LADIES😁🔥”

jk: wow

y/n: didn’t sleep with jin btw

jk: ohthankgod

y/n: did sleep with tae once

we are NOT serious

jk: double ohthankgod

wait

y/n: and now i am going to sleep

jungkook come cuddle

gn all

jk: ON MY WAY OHMYGOD IM ON MY WAY

gn

jimin: good night …

hobi: nite!!

yoongi: gn

jin: goodnight

namjoon: gn

DOWNBAD😭🫵🏻 #2 (minus tae)

6 participants - 5 online

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namjoon: yoongi that wasn’t fair

yoongi: i know

but she deserved to know

and he wasn’t gonna tell her any time soon

hobi: YOU AND NAMJOON KNEW THIS TAEJENNIE WAS REAL THIS WHOLE TIME????

yoongi: i just found out

namjoon knew longer

namjoon: not that long

jimin: ok but how do you know tae is using her fr?

yoongi: it’s not hard to connect the dots

jin: still you could be wrong

yoongi: well he didn’t deny it did he?

jimin: to me it looked like he didn’t know if he was using her or not

yoongi: well he needs to figure that out soon it’s not fair to her

or him ig

but mainly her.

—

hate this don’t care about anything bring back yellow….

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[skyxol]

Skz/BTS Fic and Masterlist Recommendations

Welcome hehe,

I was collecting some of my fav masterlists and fics for myself and thought why not make the whole thing public. So here we are! (btw I will keep adding masterlists!!)

If you know some cool authors or fics feel free to message me!

A lot of these contain 18+ and other stuff so make sure to check the authors tags if that makes u uncomfortable!

I don´t own any of these so go support the og authors!!

I also reblog some fics and oneshots I enjoy you can check them out here or just by scrolling down my page!!

Love ya ~Sky

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Tags(?)

(B) = only Bts (S) = only skz (BS) = Both

Headers <3

Currently working on ---> Kinktober Collection

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(if a link doesn´t work or something else is wrong feel free to message me ♡)

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[justimagineok]

2:30 series - shopping

masterlist here

next

"kook, my feet hurts… I wanna lay down on this floor.", you complained again for the 10th time. You've been asking for a break from following Jungkook around this Louis Vuitton store, but he keeps giving you his bunny eyes, making it impossible for you to say no.

"I'm almost finished, babe. Let's go.", he keeps walking holding your hand in his and with the other, he's carrying all his bags. You offered to help him carry but he denied it. "are you sure you don't want anything?", he questioned again, after you convinced him you didn't want anything.

"I'm sure", you smiled at him. Saying you didn't want anything wasn't it all true, but you didn't feel comfortable letting him buy all these expensive things for you. He already bought you so many presents that your mind didn't even want to wonder how much it was.

"hm…", he stops abruptly, letting go of your hand.

"What?", you questioned, when you see the frown on his face.

"babe. you're doing that thing that annoys me again.", he says all serious.

"what am I doing, Kook?"

"saying you don't want something when you want it. Not doing something you want to do.", he states.

"Kook--"

"no. No Kook. I don't like when you do that.", he gets close to you again, holding your hand. "what is mine is yours, YN. You still don't get that? What I own has no use if I can't share it with you. It's ours. My time, my love, my life, and that also include my money."

"It's not my money, Kook. You worked for it. It's yours. I don't feel comfortable using it."

"what about when you buy me things? When you cook all those delicious things for me. When you take us out to do something and don't let me pay. That's your money, but I let you spend it on me 'cause I know you like to do that. "

"That's different."

"How so?"

"cause it's for you, Kook. I don't mind doing any of those stuff to you."

He squeezes your hand comforting you. "And I don't mind doing anything for you, YN. And if I can be honest, I feel a little offended when you stop yourself from doing something you want cause you're embarrassed to say it to me. It's just me, Jungkook. Your boyfriend, friend, and future husband if you allow me.", he smirks, making you laugh. "you don't have to wait for me to ask if you want something, baby. You can just take it. It's ours. Ok?"

You look at his eyes, he's waiting for your response with a smile.

"ok, then."

"for real?", he smiles even wider.

"for real.", you smile back. "now let's go buy me some things, huh?", you pull him by the hand. Four hours later, you and jungkook received glances at the store with how many bags you were both carrying. You tried to buy just a earring, but Jungkook was way too excited to let you buy just that.

You didn't complain.

art from Gyung Studio - not mine

#2:30 #jk x you #jk x reader #jungkook x yn #jungkook x reader #bts fic #bts drabble #fluff #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #established relationship #Gyung Studio #bts fake texts #bts fake chat #bts fake chats #bts scenarios

[theiris-storyvault]

[5:04AM]

"Baby, are you awake?" The soft whisper echoes throughout the quiet room as your boyfriend hovers over you. You stir around to face him, slowly opening your eyes. "Did you just get home?" You ask, stifling a yawn before pulling him carefully by his neck to give him a kiss. "Yeah" He simply responds before standing up and extending his hand to you.

You look at him questioningly, wondering why he was so upbeat for someone who hadn't gotten any sleep yet. "C'mon, I made you breakfast," He says surprisingly to you. "Breakfast? When..How?" You were at a loss for words. "Just come babe," He says, pulling you up finally. With a low groan, you slump against him as you both walked out of the room and into the kitchen. A stack of pancakes with freshly brewed coffee greets you.

You wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him close to you. "You're so sweet, for doing this," You say earning a kiss atop your head. "It's the least I could do for leaving you alone most of the time." The guilt was leaking into his tone. You knew how bad he felt for having to leave constantly, but you understood the demands of his job and never held it against him. The love you had for him was beyond anything in this world.

"You didn't have to, You know I know" You look up at him, staring into his tired eyes. For a moment he was silent, but he had a smile on his face. "But I want to, and I know. Thank you." He says before planting a sweet, soft kiss on your lips.

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[ggukkiereads]

Hello Again!

Was wondering have you got any reqs for Christmas fics?

🌷 Hi! uhm, so yeah 👀👉👈. I’ve been doing Christmas Lists annually since 2020 (or when I decided to maintain my blogs) and you can find them here:

Christmas 2020 Reading List 🎄 Christmas 2021 Reading List 🎄

There are about 200+ fics listed because I love Christmas anything 🥰. I just haven’t read new Christmas fics this year so I don’t think I can come up with a 2022 list T_T Sorry.

🥺👉👈

edit: Adding tags because I saw some authors saving the holiday with their 12 Days of Kinkmas woot woot =). You can follow the authors and check their masterlist as they update fics:

@goodsoop - masterlist (actually saw the seokjin e2l one on ao3 and I am definitely interested! 🥰❄️)

@sunshinerainbowsbts - masterlist

@purplewhalewrites - masterlist

Other Collabs you can check =) 

Snow Falls Collab by @kpopfanfictrash @suga-kookiemonster @underthejoon 

❄️will try to update this ❄️

#was thinking of asking people to send in their reco and I can compile #but then that means I have to still read and check per fic so uhm I realize I might not have the time #Unless work gets easier the next week and my boss stops making changes to our program which is supposed to end Dec 31 11:59PM anyway #so the changes have been taking toll on me T_T_ #anyway... #bts x reader #bts fic recs #bts christmas fics #bts christmas reading list #ggukkiereadingcollection #dearbambideer #fic-rec-quest #🌷 chats #bts fluff #bts angst #bts christmas

[hearts4joon]

back to you. fourteen.

！ ׅ࣪ ✰︬ 🎈 ࣪ ׅ ☺︎ ׅ ࣪ ♡ ⃝🦴 ࣪ ׅ ᵎᵎ

an: i took a little break from this account and story but i want to finish it up! there’s not too many chapters left and it’s a story that i love! so here it is!

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[takecareofsparky]

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[joons-iris]

blissful

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: -

A/N: here's a little something something for the birthday boy <3

🧀

Suppose you find someone as careless as yourself. Someone who gives you all the reasons to be happy and no reason to look back and regret. Meeting Namjoon felt as if you finally had done something right like every heartbreak and ache was worth it because, in the end, he's what you got. And although you were so far from perfect, you loved every bit of it. His company was what you craved in the middle of the night. He was the one you missed every time you see something you knew he would like, and he was the one you'd sing songs to, knowing you what it to be about your love.

He made love what it was meant to be; easy and free. He was beyond what you thought you deserved but he never made you feel it to be so. He was caring, gentle, and most of all thoughtful. He was the type to show up at your doorstep with a cup of coffee and a tulip in hand just because. He would insist on staying up late when you had work to finish even when he was tired or when you told him you'd be okay. He was the type to snuggle up to you first in every argument and would say sorry immediately, not wanting to make you feel unloved. He was perfect, and you were so in love with every piece of being that he is.

"My love," He walks into your shared room with a bright smile, you return the joy he had with a beam on your face as you opened your arms out to him. "Baby!" You squeal. He softly dives into your hug. You wrap your arms around his bare body as he lays his head on your chest. He smelled so nice, fruity to be exact. It was about 10 in the evening. He had just come out of his home studio after finishing a track he's been telling you about that he had in mind. It was a mellow tune, you loved it of course, as you did all his other tracks. "How are you? I haven't seen you since 10 in the morning" You say burying your nose in his hair. "I know, I'm sorry I was too busy. But I've been fine. I finished it, by the way, I was also able to send it to Yoongi-hyung. He told me he'd give it a listen by this week". He was calm now. His tone as he spoke was lax.

He always tells you how you made him feel comfortable. He often calls you his safe haven, especially when he lays on you like this. The way your fingers lazy drew circles on his back and the way you would play with his hair often kept him sane. He loved you, and more than you think he did.

"That's good. Now you can get some rest." You whisper, planting a soft kiss on his head. "You are my rest" He mumbles making you giggle. "So cheesy". He laughs. Soon the room falls comfortably silent as you two take the time to just be present and in the moment with each other. You watch him slowly drift asleep. His slow breaths and quiet snores were background noise to you as you let your fingers get lost in his hair trying to keep him as comfortable as possible.

Easily, Namjoon is the love of your life. He was your soulmate, although he often argued that those don't exist, but, you begged to differ because to you, he was yours, and he will always be. You watched the clock as you had a little countdown in your head, excited for what was bound to come as soon as it struck twelve.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1.." Your eyes fall on him, he was fast asleep in your arms. You smile, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. "Happy Birthday" You whisper.

#namjoon x reader #bts scenarios #bts reactions #bts fanfic #bts fake chat #bts fic #namjoon x you #namjoon x oc #namjoon x y/n #namjoon #namjoon fluff #namjoon au #bts au fanfic #bts masterlist

[weishenbwi]

Not me asking chatgpt to write the serial killer prompt in the style of J.R.R. Tolkien... and the chat bot delivering 😂

In the land of Jeon, there was a young boy named Jungkook. He was born into a family that was torn apart by strife and conflict, and at a young age, he was forced to wander the streets alone. It was a hard life for a child, but Jungkook was tough and resilient. He learned how to survive in the harsh world of men, and he found companionship with a band of street urchins.

As he grew older, Jungkook's wanderings took him further afield. He traveled to distant lands and learned many things along the way. He became a skilled fighter, a master of the blade, and an expert in the art of stealth. But despite his many accomplishments, there was a darkness that dwelt within him, a shadow that grew stronger with each passing day.

Jungkook tried to resist the darkness, but it was a losing battle. Eventually, he gave in to his darker impulses and turned to a life of crime. He became a notorious criminal, feared and respected by all who knew him. But his crimes did not stop at theft and violence. There was a darkness within him that drove him to more sinister acts, acts that would make even the most hardened criminal blanch with horror.

And so it was that the shadow within Jungkook grew stronger, until it consumed him entirely. He became a monster, a yandere who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. His victims were many, and each one was chosen for a specific reason. They had all, in some way, slighted him or crossed him. And for that, they had to die.

But even as Jungkook's dark deeds spread fear and terror throughout the land, there were those who would not be cowed. Chief among them was a brave detective named Kim Taehyung. He swore to bring Jungkook to justice, no matter the cost. And so began a deadly game of cat and mouse, a battle of wills between two men who were destined to collide in a final, cataclysmic confrontation.

#not with a band of street urchins asdkfl #and so it was that the shadow within jungkook grew stronger #until it consumed him entirely #asdkflja #and for that they had to unalive #nice ending paragraph though #chatgpt #chat bot #jungkook #taehyung #serial killer jungkook #yandere jungkook #detective taehyung #bts #bts fic #jrr tolkien #tolkien style aldkfja

[btsuniverseimagines]

Quando eles te provocam você estando longe. Part.2

Hoseok.

Jimin.

Taehyung.

Ok o Tumblr só suporta dez imagens por post, vou ter q postar o do Jk separado..... paciência, enfim, continuação ai pra vcs, espero q gostem.

Créditos dos fake chats da Maknae line pra @bts-scenarios-br minha neném.

Bjs.

Kiera 🐺

#bts #bts imagines #imagine bts #portugues+bts #bts fic #fake chat #bts reações

[whyse7vn]

OLD YOONGI -

[ min yoongi x reader ]

YOONGI :3

you have 1 miss call from yoongi :3

yoongi: i’m killing myself

you have 2 miss calls from yoongi :3

yoongi: do you want me to kill myself?

y/n: send a picture of ur face rn

yoongi: why didn’t you answer??

y/n: shut up and send

yoongi: why?

y/n: cuz i asked

yoongi: you demanded

y/n: ur into that

yoongi: shut up

y/n: :p

ur face

rn

pls

yoongi: no

ur just gonna say something weird

y/n: i won’t

yoongi: whatever

y/n:

got me twiddling my thumbs and shit🥰

ur such a cutie

let’s do a blood bond

no joke i’m so hard rn

yoongi: …

y/n: want proof????

yoongi: talk to me like a normal girlfriend

y/n: hello amazing beautiful boyfriend

yoongi: ew???

y/n: pookie??

yoongi: leave me alone

y/n: you literally called me?

yoongi: and you didn’t answer

y/n: just say ur obsessed with me…

yoongi: going to the coffee shop

y/n: WITHOUT ME???

fucking snake oh my god

yoongi: what do you want??

y/n: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

yoongi: ur making me sick

y/n: stop being mean to me

yoongi: sorry :3

what do you want pretty

y/n: your mouth against my mouth

yoongi: ok bye

y/n: boooo ur boring

yoongi: don’t be upset with me when i come home with no coffee for you

y/n: what are you getting

yoongi: vanilla latte

7 espresso shots

y/n: bro????????????????

you might as well do cocaine what the hell

yoongi: who is bro?

y/n: i want to fuck u rn

btw

if you didn’t know

now you do

yoongi: ur real strange

y/n: i can be strange in bed

yoongi: no thanks???

y/n: just tell me to shoot myself in the head fuck

yoongi: wtf are you even talking about rn

y/n: yoongi don’t you get tired of pretending ur not deeply in love with me and would literally ask how high if i said jump

yoongi: what do you want from this fucking coffee shop oh my god

i’m almost there

y/n: ur so in love with me it’s actually overbearing

yoongi: i’m blocking you

y/n: what would you do if i kissed namjoon

yoongi: ????

why would you do that??

stop asking me stupid questions

y/n: i just want to know

yoongi: stop talking

y/n: if i stop talking that means i’m dead

yoongi: i can’t wait till that day comes

y/n: ummm what the hell

ur literally gonna die first

ur 30……

yoongi: how do you know i’m gonna die first

you god or something??

y/n: baby ur 30

yoongi: i’m aware

y/n: im gald you understand

yoongi: ?

whatever

getting u a iced caramel frappe thing ok??

don’t want it don’t care

y/n: when he knows ur order 😍

yoongi: nvm i’m not getting it for you actually

y/n: when he’s broke and ugly 🤬

yoongi: 😐

y/n: i’ll lick you head to toe

i lied i’m sorry

ur not ugly

AT ALL

yk that baby

yoongi: but i’m broke?

y/n: maybe idk

you not wanting to buy me the drink says a lot….

yoongi: whatever don’t care anymore

y/n: you’re a liar

you literally almost cried just now

yoongi: no i didn’t

y/n: you did

yoongi: not

y/n: i love u

yoongi: ok

y/n: say it back stupid bitch

yoongi: i love you

y/n: <3333333333333333333

yoongi: this is toxic

y/n: me and namjoon are toxic

yoongi: there is no you and namjoon

y/n: can i dream in peace

yoongi: shut up

cuz what if i said

y/n: NO DON’T SAY ANYTHING

OH MY GOD IM GONNA TJROW UP

DONT PLS -£/££/£2&:&:£:£.£

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😞😞😞😞

BABY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

ILL LITERALLY CRY IF YOU SAY ANOTHER WOMANS NAME

yoongi: but you can talk about namjoon??

idk this doesn’t seem fair love :/

y/n: don’t even know a namjoon

is that a fruit or something????????

yoongi: that’s what i thought

y/n: shut the hell up

yoongi: :3

y/n: random question but are you single lol

yoongi: no

y/n: damn that’s crazy

i hope she dies

yoongi: me too

y/n: WOOOOOWWWWW

yoongi: idk what you expect me to say

y/n: dni rn

yoongi: ok

y/n: ur interacting i told you NOT to

fucker

ok

good

stupid idiot loser bitch

UGH

sighs

so like…

*tucks hair behind ear*

you come here often?😍

don’t ignore my flirting what the hell

yoongi: what do you want from me

y/n: some love and appreciation would be nice idk..

yoongi: at the coffee shop standing in line now

y/n: bet the way you standing is hot as hell

yoongi: ??

tf is actually ur issue

y/n: don’t ?? me

ur making me look insane

yoongi: you are insane

y/n: this yoongi would never treat me

like this

yoongi: ew

never show me that again

y/n: but you look so silly and edible :33

i remember the day you took this so clearly

you sent it to me and begged me

to tell you if it was ok to post or not

SIGHSSSSSSS

wow miss old yoongi

now ur just a slut whose naked all the time

yoongi: i am not naked all the time

y/n: SIGHSSSSSSS

what happened to my little lover boy

who would tell me he loves me 475 times a day

yoongi: i tell you i love you all the time

y/n: ok but you say it like i have a gun to ur head

yoongi: i love you

y/n: not convinced

yoongi: whatever

y/n: SIGHSS

the old yoongi wouldn’t of given up so easily

yoongi: i love you there is literally nothing more to say

y/n: old yoongi would have more words

yoongi: i reallllly love you

y/n: SIGHSSSSSSS

yoongi: babe…

y/n: looks left looks right

sighs

yoongi: you are great

i love you

i appreciate you

i want to kiss you

y/n: i could cry

best day of my life

i’ve never seen you this emotional yoongi

kinda off putting

you on ur period or something 💀

yoongi: ?????????????

stop talking to me

—

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[justimagineok]

2:30 series - drops of love 12 💌🍼

A/N: hey again :) nice to see you here

n💕 there's gonna be more parts for the pregnancy Edition, so stay tuned 😉

"Good morning, babe.", Jungkook kissed your cheek softly waking you up from your snore. You grumbled a good morning back, and he hummed in satisfaction as he leaned in and gave you a kiss in the belly. "Good morning, baby.", he whispered kissing your belly again.

"Good morning, Kook.", you grumbled again, still not opening your eyes. You heard your husband chuckling as he gave your belly yet another kiss. "I'm sorry, but I wasn't talking to you, babe."

He kissed your belly one more time and this time you opened your eyes to see the wide smile spread in his face. "I was talking to this baby.", he placed his warm hands on your belly, winking at you.

"w-what?", you started to blink fast, and Jungkook cracked up laughing.

"I know you're pregnant, babe. I was waiting till you're ready to talk about it.", he shrugged helping you sit down. "although I almost woke you up 5 times so we could talk."

"y-you're not mad at me?", you asked as your eyes filled with tears. Jungkook giggled, shaking his head.

"Why would I be? I couldn't be more happy, YN." , you studied Jungkook's features and you wondered how in the heavens you could ever think he'd be mad at you. In fact, you noticed as his bunny smile turned into a small pout as his eyes filled with years.

"I couldn't sleep a wink last night...", he confessed as he reached for your hand. "In fact I almost woke you up, but I figured it wouldn't be a good idea since you need to sleep a lot more now.", his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the ring on your finger. "I always imagined how would it be when I discovered I was going to be a dad, but finding out how I did was the best way ever..", he looked at you.

"How did you know, Kook?"

He smiled again, kissing your hand. "You literally glowed up, babe.", you twisted your head, confused.

"I keep telling you I know you like the back of my hand, babe.", he bragged, making you smile.

"C'mon, tell me, Kook."

Jungkook sighted, ready to confess. "I wanna be a gentleman and say that i just felted in my heart, but the truth is that i started to get suspicious when i noticed that your boobs were getting bigger.", he smirked, offering you a wink. "you also stopped eating my skittles and told me they smell like cleaning product when you and I both know that skittles are the most delicious thing on the galaxy. ", he kept rambling, " also, you threw up like 3 times last week and you never do that unless you're sick and you rejected wine on our date night and we also know that never happens either, so that was when i was sure," he let go of your hand, bowing to sign he was done with his speech.

Jeon Jungkook was an allegory. You always knew.

"Kook", you reached for him and Jungkook immediately pulled you in for a tight hug. "I'm so happy.", you stated as your busted in tears.

"Then why are you crying, babe?", he asked, amused.

"Because I'm so scared, Kook.", you nested your head in his shoulder, sobbing. "What if I'm not a good mother? What if I'm like my mother? What if I'm not like your mother? What if I failed with our baby? Wha-",

"YN.", Jungkook called your name as he made space so he could look at you. "listen to me very carefully right now. ", he waited until you nodded. "You don't have to be like any of them. You just have to be you and I have no doubt in my soul you're gonna be the best mom in the whole universe.", his eyes filled with tears again as he kept speaking. "You're the most stunning, amazing, breath-taking, mesmerizing, courageous, adorable, hot and captivating woman on this earth.", he took a deep breath ready to continue his speech, but you interrupted, pulling him for a kiss.

“you’re the best thing that ever happened to me, YN. And you gave me the best present i could dream of ”, he whispered as he kissed you again. "I'm gonna be the best dad to our baby and I'm gonna be a better husband too."

"You're the best husband I could ever dream of, Jeon.", you bragged as he hugged you.

"I'm a bit scared too.", he confessed in a low tone. "but we're in this together so I'm sure everything will be okay. I love you and our baby so much..", he squeezed you in his arms, making you squeak.

"And we love you, Kook. We love you so much."

art couple by Gyung Studio

#2:30 #bts fake texts #bts fic #bts fake chat #bts fake chats #bts scenarios #bts #jungkook x yn #jk x you #jk x reader #jk x oc #dad jungkook #jungkook x you #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jk x y/n #fluff jungkook #fluff bts #gyung studio

[theiris-storyvault]

What lovers do

Namjoon X Reader

Genre: Very Fluffy (very easy read too, i swear)

Warnings: None!

a/n: I swear, all I have in mind is Namjoon. I can totally hear my best friend say "I told you so" as I continue to be bias wrecked by the 6-foot kidult, but I don't really care cause have you seen him? Anyway, enjoy fellow Joon lovers!

🐨

Today was a particularly relaxing day for you. With Namjoon's headphones on (He's been bugging you to let him buy you but you tell him sharing with him was enough for you. You'd barely use it and he has never used it anyway, he still preferred his AirPods.), You start your day by placing the week-old pile of used clothes into the washing machine, setting it to wash and dry before making your way to the kitchen to make yourself breakfast. Today felt like a waffle and berry smoothie day, so you give into the craving and make yourself a hearty meal, making sure to twice the amount of smoothies knowing Namjoon would want some in the after hours.

Unlike everyone, you loved chores. You did everything you had to in a day and considered it a rest day. The pains that came after were considered rewarding, as well as the sparkle on the freshly vacuumed and polished floors. By 2PM, you were done folding and returning the washed clothes in the closet, just in time for you to take your bath, capping off the eventful chore/rest day you've been looking forward to all week. You shoot a small I love you text to your husband before hopping into the warm lavender-scented tub water. Your eyes wander out into the city view you had from the bathroom, admiring the bustling cars and people that passed by.

Soon, 7PM rolls up, and it was dinner time. You had been standing in the kitchen trying to build up Namjoon's favorite meal, along with your own to properly end the night. You check on your husband, quickly after you finish preparing for dinner. He sends you a message letting you know that he's packing up, and will be dropped off by his older friend, Jin. It was enough time for you to crack open a book, and take a breather for a moment, you thought. So, you quickly made your way to the little room at the end of the hall. It was a room you and Namjoon converted into a small library, complete with bean bags, and a tiny Pod-Coffee Machine for when you want to unwind. Popping the headphones back on, you pull a book from your TBR pile before plopping lazily onto your bag. You pull the gigantic Koya doll that Namjoon had gotten you for your 5th anniversary knowing well enough how obsessed you were with the sleepy koala and how much it comforted you as it reminded you of your own comfy and huge husband whenever he was away for work. Slowly, you indulge in the beauty of your book, carefully getting lost in it again and forgetting that the world existed for a moment.

Namjoon was tired. Work was particularly heavy today, with all the deadlines for music and hours of dance he had to polish with Hobi, he was exhausted, to say the least, and wanted nothing but to be with you. The excitement builds up in Namjoon's body as Seokjin drops him off at home. Bidding him goodbye and goodnight, he closes the car door before running happily towards his house. With keys jiggling, he opens the door, making sure to take off his shoes before entering. "Baby, I'm Home!" He shouts, expecting you to run to him like you always do, but when he was replied to by silence, he wonders. "Baby" He repeats, locking the door before wandering into his home. He spots the food on the table and the wine in the ice bucket. With no doubt, he heads straight to the library, and voila! There you were, mindlessly reading away with your doll and music playing. He admires you for a moment before carefully pulling the book away from you, making sure to place a piece of paper in the pages to keep track. "Hey" he mouths. You take off your headphones and happily lean forward to give him a peck. "Welcome home, love. I'm sorry I wasn't able to greet you upfront, I got caught up". He smiles before crashing softly into you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and legs on yours, burying his nose into your neck. "It's okay, I missed you though."

"I did too, Joon." The room was quiet for a moment. You both savored the hug, before breaking the silence again. "Want to head out to eat?" You ask, and without a question, he unclasps himself from you, stands up, and carries you out with him. You spend dinner together, happily filling your stomach with food, and exchanging stories of how you cleaned the house and how he made 5 songs in a day. You both get lost in your stories and before you know it it was 10PM. HE decides to finally move it into the bedroom, grabbing two glasses and the bottle of wine with him as you trailed behind.

Days like these were your favorite. It's not as often as you expect it to be but you cherished it more now that it was rare. Namjoon had you beside him, his free hand wrapped around your waist, and your head on his shoulder as you sat tightly close on the love seat, with wine glasses in hand, watching Pokemon for the nth time. He loved it, and you eventually found interest in it too. "I can't believe you'd choose Blastoise over Charizard though" He snickers, taking a big sip. "Okay but, am I really the loser here? You do know Blastoise can kill your Charizard any day right?" You fight back. He rolls his eyes making you laugh knowing he agreed but was too stubborn to admit it.

To anyone else, it would seem to be a boring story to tell, but for you, it was the most romantic thing ever. You soon realize how these moments are simply hard to appreciate if you don't experience them firsthand. It's a love thing you think to yourself, it's what lovers do.

#namjoon imagine #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts boyfriend #bts reactions #namjoon x reader #namjoon x you #bts stories #namjoon #bts namjoon #kim namjoon #bts scenes #bts fic #bts fake chat #bts fanfic #bts fluff

[ggukkiereads]

hiii!! i have a fic rec for you <3 it's How To Sell Sunshine by @/alpacaparkhoseok I LOVE IT SM ITS TRULY ONE OF THE BEST FICS EVER IMO hope you enjoy !! (it's a mafia au btw)

🌷 Hi! Yes, I know this fic 🤗. It's been around since last year (on ao3 too, if you read more on that platform and that's where I've read the fic) and I do believe there's a part 2 for the series which I'm trying to recall if I have already reblogged or not. It's actually by @/alpacaparkaseok (I always think of RJ and his parka and I'd remember the pseud perfectly 😁).

Hi @alpacaparkaseok ! Someone is a fan of your work too ❤️.

.

#moodymoOny #alpacaparkaseok #recsfromthegarden #bts x reader #bts mafia fic #ot7 x reader #🌷 chats #salemslibrary

[kingofbodyrolls]

Say I Do (m) | jjk

Summary: you and Jungkook tease each other at your wedding reception.

Pairing: jungkook x female reader (no Y/N and unnamed)

AUs: non-idol!au, wedding!au

Genres: smut– like it’s just smut, nothing else 🤣

Rating: mature/explicit/R18 – this is mature/explicit content, so minors, please do not interact!

Word count: 5,2k

Disclaimer: I do not own BTS or know them personally and this work of fiction is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. The actions and personalities described in the story do not reflect those of BTS— it’s just fiction. Also, if you would kindly read the tags/warnings before reading, that would be lovely: and if you don’t like whatever is described in the tags, just hit return and find something else to read. Thank you 🌸

Warnings/tag: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, public sex, handjob, oral (female receiving), dirty talk, slightly rough sex, choking, biting, spitting, ass grabbing, impreg kink, degrading names (whore used once).

Author’s note: I made this for my lovely friend Lua (@letjungcoook7)!!!! SURPRISE!!!! I hope you like it! I was inspired to make this because of our chat, and I just want to say that you are so fucking lovely, sweet and kind 💖 I really hope this isn’t too much, but I just had too 🥹 I really wanted to make it dirty, but it ended up being more sweet instead, I’m sorry! I love talking to you and I just wanted to let you know that I adore and treasure you 😘 

Honestly Lua, I just wrote this to tell you how beautiful you are– mind, body and soul. Thank you Lua, I love ya 💜

This is just something very short while I work on ‘My Heart’s Home’. But I hope you like it, and please let me know what you think: my inbox is always open, and I love to hear from you, even a reblog/comment will put a big smile on my face 💜

Also!!! This is written from Jungkook’s POV (well I tried, lol). And normally I don’t describe the reader/MC, but she does have a tiny bit description in this, but I still feel it’s vague enough. But if that isn’t your thing, it’s completely fine 🙂 This is not proofread (because I’m too lazy for that right now).

This has nothing to do with my other fic 'say that again (I dare you)', but if you want to read that I'm not opposed (it's also a jjk fic) ✨

Fancy reading on AO3? 😉 

Rising gracefully to his feet, Taehyung's infectious enthusiasm fills the room as he declares, “I propose a toast!” His radiant smile sweeps over the myriad of guests you meticulously invited to your wedding—more than a hundred souls sharing in the joy of your love story. 

As he prepares to speak, Jungkook can't help but marvel at the grandeur of the occasion. Despite his personal inclination towards a more intimate celebration, he wouldn't dream of denying you this moment, surrounded by the warmth of friends and family who have come together to witness the union of two hearts.

Despite Taehyung's earnest attempt to capture Jungkook's attention with a throat-clearing preamble, Jungkook finds himself inexplicably entranced elsewhere. Even in the midst of one of his closest friends delivering a heartfelt wedding speech—something he should be wholeheartedly absorbing—but it’s hard. As hard as his dick that you’re palming over his dress pants.

The tantalizing dance of your hand sends ripples of pleasure through him, an intoxicating distraction that eclipses all other thoughts. It's an artful symphony of sensation, each movement crafting a masterpiece of desire within him. The struggle to concentrate on anything else becomes an exhilarating battle. Fuck. 

You, the mischievous enchantress, wield your allure like a potent spell. 

A tantalizing awareness of your own danger courses through your veins, and you wield it with an expert finesse. Every knowing glance, every sly smile, is a calculated move in the game you effortlessly play. You've mastered the art of ensnaring him, wrapping him around your finger with a magnetic force that compels him to dance to your whims. It's a dangerous dance, but he willingly succumbs to the intoxication of your charm, embracing the thrill as much as he cherishes the intoxicating love he feels for you.

What the fuck is Taehyung saying?

Taehyung’s words dissolve into a meaningless buzz, drowned out by the illicit symphony you're orchestrating beneath the table. The audacious zipper sliding down and the tantalizing exploration of your hand over the fabric of his boxer briefs command all of Jungkook's attention.

Profanity trembles on the edge of his tongue, but it's lost in the overwhelming sensation that eclipses any coherent thought. Your stealthy touch renders him blissfully oblivious to everything else unfolding around him.

Suppressing a low, guttural sound, he clenches his teeth, using every ounce of willpower to stifle the moan building in his throat. As desire courses through him like a wildfire, he willingly parts his legs, a silent invitation for you to explore more boldly, granting ample space for the electrifying touch of your hand over the hardened length of his cock.

He marvels at your audacity, finding it both exhilarating and daring that you'd embark on such a provocative escapade during your wedding reception. Yet, deep down, he acknowledges that it's a reflection of the wild spirit that has always defined your relationship. It's a shared affinity for dancing on the edge, reveling in the allure of danger, and delighting in the thrill of engaging in activities that should, by all accounts, remain private. It's a facet of your relationship that has always been magnetic, drawing you both into a world where the risk of being caught only adds to the intoxicating excitement.

In the blink of an eye, your hand deftly maneuvers beneath the fabric of his boxers, sending a shiver down his spine. A hiss escapes his lips as your long, slender fingers confidently envelop his cock. The warmth of your touch is both a balm and an inferno, and he instinctively tilts his head back in the chair, a silent plea for discretion. 

As he surrenders to the delicious sensation, he can't help but cast a furtive glance around, fervently hoping that the clandestine ballet unfolding beneath the table remains a tantalizing secret shared only between you.

Despite the uproarious laughter echoing through the room in response to Taehyung's speech, Jungkook remains oblivious to its contents, ensnared the choreography of your hand beneath the table. 

The mirthful ambiance only fuels his curiosity, surmising that Taehyung must have delivered a punchline or shared a humorous anecdote. Meanwhile, beneath the table's concealment, your hand skillfully traces a tantalizing path along his hardened cock, drawing a hushed hiss from Jungkook's lips. 

With a steely resolve, he masks any trace of emotion, locking his features in a stoic facade and maintaining an impressive silence. His determined effort is not just to conceal the electrifying sensations your actions are evoking, but also to safeguard the clandestine intimacy you both share from the prying eyes of the unsuspecting guests. 

Every fiber of his being is a coiled spring, resisting the urge to yield to the pleasure that threatens to unravel beneath the veneer of his restrained expression. 

As his gaze shifts towards you, he's met with an unexpected sight—there you sit, an image of demure elegance in your exquisite white gown. 

The fabric caresses your curves in all the right places, accentuating the allure of your figure. The daringly low neckline teases a glimpse of the captivating silhouette of your bosom, leaving him momentarily breathless. The off-the-shoulder design unveils a generous expanse of your soft, tender skin, a tantalizing sight that aligns perfectly with his preferences. 

Despite the provocative allure of your attire, your outward appearance betrays no hint of the illicit affair transpiring beneath the table. If he didn't intimately know the secret you were concealing—your hand discreetly exploring the realm beneath his pants—he'd be fooled by the serene facade you present, seemingly absorbed in the captivating rhythm of Taehyung's speech.

In a silent plea of gratitude, Jungkook revels in the fact that the attention of the guests is fixed on Taehyung's speech, sparing him the scrutiny of prying eyes. 

Little do they know, the real spectacle unfolds beneath the table, where your touch becomes an exquisite torment. 

Every movement of your hand is a tantalizing dance, a blend of ecstasy and torture that threatens to unravel him. With a teasing finesse, your soft fingers caress his frenulum, tracing a path towards the depths of pleasure. The deliberate slide over his slit elicits a shiver of pure ecstasy, leaving Jungkook teetering on the precipice of desire that you expertly navigate.

Your hand envelops him, a cocoon of warmth that intensifies with each skillful stroke. The pleasure coursing through him is undeniably exquisite, a testament to the mastery of your touch. Yet, a lingering awareness tugs at the edges of his consciousness—an impending climax that threatens to unravel the careful threads of restraint. The exquisite sensations you evoke compel him to desperately anchor his thoughts, to redirect the intoxicating focus from the captivating dance beneath the table to Taehyung's speech.

The challenge lies not just in resisting the magnetic pull of pleasure but in maintaining a semblance of composure, navigating the delicate balance between the ecstasy you're orchestrating beneath the table and the public façade demanded by the occasion.

“We’ve been friends for so long, how many years is it now, Gguk?” As Taehyung poses the question, a hushed anticipation envelops the room, and all eyes converge on Jungkook. 

Fuck. 

All eyes are on him and he can’t think— he’s mind is clouded with thoughts of you. 

Taehyung– Fuck. How long have they been friends? 

In a sudden stumble of recollection, he breathes out, “17 years,” the weight of the shared history resonating in the room. Yet, the gravity of the moment is unexpectedly intensified as you administer an assertive squeeze around cock. Fuck.

With a chuckle that slices through the tension, Taehyung seamlessly continues his discourse, effortlessly reclaiming the attention of the room and redirecting every wandering gaze back to him. A collective exhale echoes in Jungkook's mind, a silent gratitude for the timely diversion that spares the clandestine spectacle beneath the table from becoming the unwitting center of attention. 

Relentless, you maintain the rhythm on his dick, displaying an unwavering determination that hints at an intention to push him to the brink, right under the unsuspecting gaze of the gathered guests. 

As the divine caress of your hand propels him perilously close to the edge, a surge of urgency overtakes him. Desperate, he turns his face towards you, eyes silently pleading for respite, but your gaze remains steadfastly elsewhere. 

Frustration wells within him, and he attempts to use his hands to guide yours away, only to find your grip tightening in response. The conflicting forces of pleasure and restraint collide within him, his muscles tensing as a hitch in his breath betrays the precarious precipice upon which he teeters.

Leaning in, you bring with you a halo of your natural sweet scent, an intoxicating allure that wraps around him, overwhelming his senses and leaving him slightly dizzy. 

Your lips, soft and plush, delicately find his cheek in what appears to be a tender gesture to the outside world. To the unsuspecting onlookers, it's a simple, sweet kiss on the cheek. 

Little do they know, in that same moment, your daring move involves not just the gentle press of your lips but the subtle exploration of your other hand slipping under his boxers to fondle his balls.

Fucking hell he’s gonna come.

Ecstasy courses through him like a wildfire, an imminent eruption fueled by the intoxicating cocktail of your skillful touch on his balls, warm breath teasing his ear, and the relentless grip on his pulsating desire. The threshold between pleasure and release narrows to a perilous edge, and he finds himself teetering on the brink, held captive by the maddening symphony of sensations you've orchestrated. 

Despite his valiant efforts to remain attentive to his friend's speech, the sheer mastery of your pleasure-inducing touch proves insurmountable. Every deliberate stroke, every strategic squeeze of his balls, propels him further into the abyss of ecstasy. In a moment of surrender, he can no longer contain the torrent of desire, and ropes of his essence surge forth from his throbbing dick. His lips bear the weight of a stifled moan, as you keep stroking him through his orgasm.

Beside him, your chuckle is a symphony of sweetness interwoven with a hint of mischief, a melodic backdrop to the ongoing crescendo of pleasure you expertly administer through his orgasm. 

As he traverses the realm of oversensitivity, a low, guttural grunt escapes him, drawing the curious gaze of Taehyung, engrossed in his ongoing speech. Though momentarily caught in a gaze of questioning inquiry, Taehyung forges ahead, resuming his speech with a peculiar stare, unwittingly oblivious to the spectacle unfolding beside him.

Thank fuck both of your parents aren’t seated right next to you. That would have been utterly mortifying and embarrassing.

With a deliberate finesse, you retract your hand from his crotch, guiding it gracefully over the table, where you nonchalantly employ a napkin to erase any lingering evidence. Seated there, you adopt an innocent facade, a picture of angelic composure that conceals the fact that, mere seconds ago, your hand delved into the forbidden realm beneath his pants. 

With an audible exhale, he reaches for a napkin, hastily attending to the aftermath on his pants. The damage is fortunately minimal, thanks to your deft intervention that efficiently captured most of his release. Smart girl.

But a mischievous spark ignites in his eyes, a silent vow echoing beneath the surface - oh, he's going to get back at you for that, you little minx. 

–

As the notes of the classic wedding waltz envelop the room, Jungkook marvels at the surreal reality—he gets to call you his wife now. The ethereal glow surrounding you transcends the physical, a radiant aura that has always defined you. Despite your humble protestations about your own beauty, he's captivated by the undeniable truth: you've always been, and continue to be, an enchanting vision. Countless times you've confessed to feeling otherwise, but in his eyes, you're a masterpiece. In this moment, as you dance together, you're not just a part of his world; you are his entire universe.

Gazing into the pools of your sweet, doe-like eyes, their exquisite almond shape captivates him, holding his attention in an unbreakable trance. He contemplates the nuances of your beauty, from the enchanting curvature of your slightly upturned nose to the endearing moments when he can't resist playfully poking it during your teasing exchanges. Every inch of you, in his eyes, is a masterpiece, and he pledges to vocalize his admiration every day, a ritual aimed at etching your beauty into your own consciousness. 

He dreams that with each affirming word, he'll weave a tapestry of self-love around you, until the day you see yourself as he does—undeniably, breathtakingly beautiful.

As you dance, your eyes ablaze with an unmistakable love, he luxuriates in the intensity of your gaze. A daring current of desire propels his hand, gliding with deliberate intent down your body until it boldly claims your ass. 

Uninhibited, he seizes it with audacious confidence, the bold move oblivious to the watchful eyes surrounding you. A soft, mischievous squeeze elicits a sweet chuckle from you, a harmonious note in the symphony of shared amusement that reverberates through the party, as the crowd collectively succumbs to the captivating allure of your uninhibited dance.

As the soft strains of the music envelop you both in a waltz, your heads draw nearer, the enchanting melody echoing the tender dance of your hearts. With the song nearing its end, he seizes the moment, leaning in intimately close to your ear. The hushed promise that escapes his lips carries a tantalizing undercurrent, his warm breath grazing your skin as he vows, “I'm going to get you back for earlier, babe.”

He senses the subtle shiver coursing through you as his touch lingers, a silent testament to the shared electricity between you. As the final notes of the song fade into the applause and cheers of the crowd, seizing the perfect moment, he leans in, embracing you in a sweet and passionate kiss. 

As the rhythm of a more upbeat song invigorates the dance floor, he seizes the opportunity to whisk you away from the lively crowd. Amidst the pulsating beats and the vivacious laughter of the guests, he guides you outside the building, their merriment gradually fading into the background.

In the crisp night air, he asserts a sudden dominance, pressing you against the sturdy wall. His gaze, infused with an unmistakable hunger and need, locks onto your beautiful eyes, creating a magnetic tension that reverberates between you. 

“You are a little minx, you know that?” His words, not laced with anger but rather a dangerous undercurrent of arousal, hang in the charged air. Your chuckle, a sweet symphony that further stirs the tempest within him, prompts a hiss as he succumbs to the magnetic pull, diving fervently into the captivating abyss of your mouth.

The kiss intensifies, a collision of passion that is both hard and rough, fueled by an undeniable need. In the urgency of the moment, he can't afford to wait, the impatience palpable in every fervent press of lips. 

You envelop him in the embrace of your arms, fingers intertwining at the nape of his neck, while your gaze rises to meet his. In the depths of his eyes, once warm brown orbs now transformed into pools of near-black intensity, a reflection of the potent arousal coursing through his veins. 

Your hand embarks on a daring journey, descending to the front of his pants once more, and the response is instantaneous – hardness reignites, a testament to the insatiable flame you kindle within him. Desire for you pulses like a constant current, an almost permanent state of arousal that defies logical explanation. Whatever enchantment you cast upon him, it's an irresistible force that weaves a tantalizing spell, leaving him perpetually captivated by the mystique of your touch.

Breaking away from the embrace of your soft lips, he wears a smirk laden with both warning and allure. “You're playing with fire, babe,” he remarks, the subtle edge in his voice echoing the intoxicating dance of danger and desire that swirls between you.

In a hushed whisper that flutters against your ear, he breathes, “You've been a naughty girl.” 

The words, laden with an undercurrent of sultry authority, send a shiver down your spine, awakening a cascade of tingles that traverse the landscape of your entire body. 

Descending to the delicate expanse of your neck, he peppers it with soft, almost teasing kisses, each touch a prelude to the symphony of sensations. Then, in an abrupt shift from gentle caresses, he bites down, coaxing from you a loud moan that resonates through the air—an intoxicating sound that echoes in the depths of his desire, a melody he'll never tire of hearing. 

Continuing his explorative journey, he ventures further south, his lips descending to the curve of your breasts. With a deliberate tenderness, he places a kiss atop the soft expanse of your tender tits.

Gracefully sinking to his knees, he gazes up at you with a mischievous smirk, the air thick with a heady mixture of desire and anticipation. His tongue darts out, grazing his lips in a provocative dance of anticipation, signaling the imminent exploration of pleasures yet to unfold. 

With an assertive grip, he seizes the front of your dress, drawing it away in a swift, purposeful motion. Despite the abundance of fabric, he deftly bunches it up with ease. “Hold your dress, please,” he directs, handing you the end of the gathered fabric. 

“Hmm. Nice lace stockings, and that girdle—what are you doing to me?” he murmurs, his voice a tantalizing blend of desire and fascination. His gaze lingers appreciatively on your beautiful thighs encased in nude stockings adorned with lace at the top, fastened to a concealed girdle on your waist.

His eyes widen with a mix of surprise and arousal as they land on your wet and glistening pussy, the evidence of desire trickling down your thigh. “Oh my god. You're not wearing panties?” he breathes out, his voice carrying the weight of both revelation and anticipation. A subtle lick of his lips betrays the intensity of his reaction.

A playful chuckle escapes your lips as you hover above him, and without a moment's hesitation, he immerses himself in the intoxicating warmth of your desire. His lips eagerly find their destination, tracing a decadent path from the delicate folds to the pulsating essence of your clit. 

The sensation ripples through your body, igniting a shiver that becomes an involuntary response to the electrifying dance between tongues, pleasure, and the shared yearning that binds you together.

He embarks on a tantalizing journey of tongue and suction, starting with teasing caresses that send tremors of anticipation through your body. His hands, strong and purposeful, find purchase on your thighs, holding you in a firm grip as he orchestrates a symphony of pleasure with his skillful tongue, creating an intoxicating dance that blurs the lines between sensation and desire.

A throaty moan escapes your lips as his nose delicately brushes against your pulsating cl*t, his tongue delving as deep as its voracious hunger allows. The exquisite sensation of his exploration elicits an involuntary clenching around him, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you.

Your thighs, unable to withstand the intensity, succumb to a tremor, trembling beneath the intoxicating caress of pleasure that consumes you.

His dexterous fingers ascend to your throbbing clit, and with a skillful touch, he sets in motion a rapid dance of pleasure, causing your entire body to quiver with newfound intensity. The quickened rhythm of your breath becomes a symphony of desire, a telltale sign for him that you're teetering on the precipice of ecstasy.

Eager to reciprocate the pleasure you bestowed upon him within the confines of the reception, he fervently laps at your tender folds. Simultaneously, his fingers engage in a deft dance around your throbbing clit, orchestrating a symphony of sensations that echoes the pulsating rhythm of desire between you.

With the harmonious fusion of his skilled tongue and nimble fingers, he orchestrates the unraveling of your senses. As ecstasy courses through you, your body convulses in euphoria, your walls clenching around his tongue, and the pulsating rhythm of your clit intensifying under the spell of his fingers. 

Waves of pleasure surge through you, causing your body to quake, and in the throes of ecstasy, you release a high-pitched, strained moan that bears his name—an intimate symphony of pleasure that lingers in the air.

Breathless and overwhelmed, you gasp out his name, a plea woven into the words, “Fuck, Jungkook. I can't stand up anymore.” As he gracefully withdraws from your core, his gaze rises to meet yours, locking in a shared moment of intensity.

He chuckles, the rich timbre of his laughter lingering in the charged air. “I know, babe. Do you want me to fuck you against the wall?”

You draw in a sharp breath, and he keenly observes the subtle clench of your hand, the fabric of the dress tightly gathered within your grasp. 

“Fuck yeah,” An unbridled affirmation escapes your lips, a primal declaration of desire. As he rises to his feet, a surge of urgency propels him to capture your mouth in a hungry kiss. The taste of your own release lingers on his lips, creating an intimate communion of shared pleasure that binds you together in the aftermath of passion.

As he engulfs you in a fervent kiss, the symphony of desire playing out between you, his hands deftly navigate the zipper of his dress pants. With a purposeful movement, he unveils his throbbing cock, stroking it in rhythmic cadence. 

His hands, driven by a primal urgency, seek out the contours of your a*s with a possessive intent. “Jump up, babe,” he commands, the resonance of his voice weaving a spell of anticipation. As you obediently jump, he effortlessly lifts you, cocooning you against the wall. 

In a brief struggle against the bulk of your dress, both of you grapple with the fabric, pushing it away from the front of your entwined bodies. A shared chuckle hangs in the air, a lighthearted interlude in the midst of fervor. But as the fabric yields to your efforts, Jungkook seizes the opportunity, moving in with an insatiable hunger to bite at your neck once more. 

With a sultry whisper, he breathes, “I'm gonna fuck a baby into you, would you like that, hmm?” 

The words, pregnant with promise, glide against your ear, and the responsive clench of your legs around his waist speaks volumes. A knowing chuckle escapes him as you endeavor to pull him even closer, the shared desire resonating between you in the charged space.

“Please,” your plea, a desperate yet fervent entreaty, escapes your lips, a poignant melody of desire that resonates in the charged air. The subtle smirk that graces his lips is both a testament to your undeniable need for him and an acknowledgment of the power he holds over your cravings.

With a deliberate touch, he locates his throbbing cock with one hand and skillfully aligns it with your dripping entrance. The tantalizing dance begins as he teases your slick folds with the head of his pulsating dick, creating an electrifying friction that amplifies the anticipation between you two. 

“Gguk, please,” you plead with a mixture of desire and frustration, your voice echoing the urgent need for him to bridge the gap between anticipation and fulfillment. However, he remains steadfast, skillfully teasing your slick folds without granting the entry your body craves. 

With a desperate plea escaping your lips once more, he finally relents. The moment stretches with anticipation before he forcefully thrusts his thick cock into your eager pussy. The collision is met with an audible impact as your back forcefully meets the wall.

He forgoes the customary pause for adjustment, intuitively aware that you relish the exquisite stretch when he enters you so abruptly. Without hesitation, he plunges deep into your core, reaching the furthest recesses, his thick length grazing against your cervix. 

“You’re so big, the stretch feels so good!” 

You gasp breathlessly against his body, overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. The intoxicating stretch sends waves of pleasure coursing through you, a visceral reminder of the intensity between you two. Determined to fully immerse yourself in the sensation, you pant against him, actively striving to ride the wave of pleasure, desperate to fuck yourself on him, the relentless pursuit of ecstasy evident in every ardent movement.

He establishes a relentless rhythm, driving into you with a force that resonates against the unyielding wall of the building. The symphony of your combined panting echoes in the air, a melodic accompaniment to the unbridled passion unfolding. Jungkook, captivated by the primal symphony, savors every delightful noise escaping your lips—a harmonious blend of desire and surrender, heightening the intensity of the fervent connection shared between you.

As he thrusts into you, each powerful motion striking your cervix, he elevates the intensity by trailing one hand up to your neck. With a gentle yet possessive touch, he wraps his fingers around your throat.

He knows you like it dirty and rough, and fuck he does too. 

His taunting words, laced with a playful yet provocative tone, cut through the charged air. “Did you enjoy the little game with your fingers down my pants while Tae was making his speech?” The rhetorical question hangs between you, a teasing challenge that elicits a subtle clenching reaction around him. 

In a sultry revelation, he whispers, “'Next to your bridesmaid and your parents. You naughty girl.” The hand steadying against the wall takes a firm hold of your ass, squeezing the soft flesh with deliberate intent. A resonant moan of pleasure escapes your lips, harmonizing with the rhythmic cadence of his thrusts as he skillfully targets your sweet spot. 

“So naughty,” he breathes, punctuating each fervent thrust with a rhythmic intensity that sends shivers down your spine. “You enjoy getting off in front of your friends, huh?” His words, infused with a seductive blend of desire and provocation, become a tantalizing soundtrack to the relentless grind of his dick into you.

“And getting me off too? Whore,” he seethes into your ear, the heated accusation leaving a scorching trail of desire in its wake. Your response, a shiver against his body, fuels the intensity of the moment. 

As he continues to fuck you with an unrestrained force, your breasts bounce in a mesmerizing rhythm that captivates him. So fucking perfect.

“Stick your tongue out,” he commands, his eyes intently fixed on you as you obediently roll out your tongue, anticipating the act you relish. The charged moment lingers, pregnant with expectation. With a deliberate move, he spits on your waiting tongue, and you, the embodiment of submission, dutifully swallow it.

Damn it, he knows he won't last much longer if he continues to be entranced by the rhythmic bounce of your enticing breasts—they possess an almost hypnotic allure over him. And that tongue of yours, oh, it's pure seduction. 

“And you can't even wait until we reach our hotel suite to be fucked. So fucking needy, and I love it,” he declares, a blend of admiration and desire lacing his words. The deliberate clench of his fingers around your throat follows, a subtle yet potent assertion of control. His gaze remains fixed on your eyes, watching with a predatory intensity as they dilate even more.

As he tightens his grip, the sensation of his fingers constricting around your throat elicits a primal response—your walls clenching around his cock. The synchronized symphony of pleasure and control intertwines, and a guttural groan escapes him, an audible testament to the ecstasy coursing through his veins. 

Driven by an insatiable desire, he redoubles his efforts to fuck you even deeper.

“My filthy wife,” he pants into your ear, the possessive term dripping with desire, a declaration that ignites a primal response within you. The sultry proclamation elicits a moan of his name from your lips, a vocal affirmation of the all-encompassing pleasure coursing through your body. His acute awareness of your nearing climax manifests in the rhythmic clenching around his dick, a tangible sign of the intimate dance between you two.

“Fuck, Gguk. I'm so close again. Fuck!” you pant fervently against the curve of his neck, the words laced with desperation and desire. He senses the mounting intensity in your voice, a symphony of passion reaching its crescendo. 

Yet, he's attuned to the nuances, recognizing the subtle signs that your body, though on the brink of ecstasy, bears the weight of fatigue, having navigated the day in those tantalizing heels. 

“You crave an audience, don't you? Want people to watch you, to hear you,” he moans into your ear, the words a sultry declaration that fans the flames of desire between you two. The acknowledgment of your shared exhibitionist desires ignites a fresh surge of pleasure, prompting an instinctive clench around him.

“Then scream my name, let everyone in the damn party know how damn good I'm fucking you,” he commands, the intensity of his voice sending shivers down your spine. As your walls clench with even greater fervor, pulsating around his dick, a wave of your liquid envelops him, transforming the intimate connection into a slippery dance of shared pleasure.

You unleash his name with a primal scream, the sheer force of your ecstasy reverberating through the open air outside. Your head drops against the curve of his neck, seeking refuge in the haven of his embrace as the waves of pleasure cascade over you.

He relentlessly thrusts his dick into you, the urgency palpable as he seeks his own release. “I'm gonna give you a baby, just like we've always dreamed of.”

“Ahhh, fuck, yes!” The exclamation bursts from your lips, a little too loud, as an uncontrollable surge of pleasure courses through you. Your teeth instinctively seek refuge on his shoulder, sinking into the firm flesh in an unbridled act of both ecstasy and restraint.

“Fuck, babe, I'm gonna come,” he confesses with a guttural moan, each subsequent thrust punctuated with the desperation of impending release. His rhythm stumbles, an involuntary response to the intensity building within him as he hurtles towards the precipice of his orgasm. And then it hits him.

The rhythmic bounce of your tits in his face, the soft and sweet scent that envelops him, and the melodic cadence of your voice—all converge to cast a spell on his senses. In the midst of your lovely moans, he succumbs to the intoxicating blend of sensations, unleashing a torrent of white-hot semen deep inside your spent pussy. 

Panting and gasping, you both struggle for precious breaths, bodies slick with the sheen of sweat acquired in the throes of passion. Amidst the shared exhaustion, a mutual chuckle reverberates between you, an intimate exchange that encapsulates the postcoital atmosphere.

With your head nestled against his, you gaze into the depth of his eyes and confess, “I love you, Gukkie.” The words, tender and raw, bridge the physical intimacy you've just shared with the emotional vulnerability of a heartfelt declaration.

“I love you too. Every damn inch of you, you're so beautiful,” he pants, a declaration infused with both desire and admiration. As he smiles at you, the post-passion glow accentuates the sincerity in his eyes, turning the exchange into a powerful affirmation.

He'll never tire of professing his boundless love and adoration for you, vowing to weave those sentiments into the fabric of each passing day. The promise to remind you, with unwavering devotion, echoes in his commitment to articulate his love every damn day.

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