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nocturnal-jeon · 5 years

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𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚁.𝙰. ➛ 𝚓𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔 {1}

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎!𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚁.𝙰. 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑.

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 2.2k

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Your heart pinged at the sight of nuclear families practically killing themselves as they each held a section of their future doctor or future lawyer’s things. They wore smiles of pride and bliss, regardless of the weight of the books and the decorations, as they helped push their loved ones into the next chapter of their lives.

You, on the other hand, forced your best friend, a short, blonde haired man-child at the name of Jimin, to help you move it. Through an hour-long argument, which mainly consisted of Jimin pouting like the small child he is, you had to be the adult in the room and explain all the geographical reasons why it would make sense for him to help you move in first given the location of your dorm and his.

But of course, Jimin chose to ignore reason. And you and Jimin ended every argument like you usually did. Flipping a coin. And like most times, it flipped in your favor. The sounds of Jimin’s grunts and pants as the two of you trudged up the stairs caused your eyes to smirk as you glanced over at him. You loved being right.

A thin sheen of sweat was beginning to pool up on his forehead, the sticky feeling no doubt causing discomfort. The sun was beating down on the old dorm building, placed farthest away from the center of campus. Just your luck.

The twenty or so years weighing down the old brick building lessened the effects the air conditioning had overtime, which left the air stale and musty. “I can’t even express how much I don’t want to do this,” he panted, nearly throwing himself back down the flight of stairs he just ascended when he realized that there was still another floor to go.

“Well, I didn’t want to pack up your entire room for you, but see, that’s real friendship,” you chided, a cocky smile on your pink-tinted lips as you readjusted your grip on the boxes in your arms and began walking up the last flight of stairs. Jimin slowly trudged behind.

Using the little flexibility you retained from the years of gymnastics your parents forced you to partake in, you raised your right leg, clothed in thick sweatpants, and pushed on the door, causing it to open. The halls were bustling with students and their families moving to and fro. Some were embracing their loved ones, tears pouring out of their eyes and phrases like ‘I’ll miss you’ being exchanged. Some were happily talking to their roommates and their families.

So many different emotions all condensed into one hallway.

“Do you know what room number you’re in?” Jimin asked beside you, panting like a dog as his blonde hair stuck to his damp forehead. “Of course I know what room I’m in. Who do you think I am?” you chortled, your eyes scanning the room numbers in pure confusion. Or maybe you didn’t.

“So, who do I think you are?” Jimin dragged on, a smirk on his lips. “To me, you look like a confused freshman who doesn’t know what room they’re in,” he teased. You shrugged your shoulders. “It just slipped my mind,” you admitted. “Just slipped my mind,” Jimin mocked in a higher pitched voice, his head moving side to side as he spoke. “Go ask your R.A.,” he suggested, bouncing up and down on his knees to regain strength.

“And how am I supposed to know who that is? I mean, look at all these people,” you said, using the flick of your face to gesture towards the many bodies moving about in the corridor. “Well, if you read, on that door down the hall, in big, bright letters, it says R.A.,” Jimin pointed out, his tone filled with amusement. You followed his gaze and chuckled to yourself when you did, in fact, find said door.

Rolling your eyes at your best friend, you began dodging people as you passed. “Reading. Remember that? Probably slipped your mind, too,” he muttered, pain shooting through his arms as the weight of your boxes began to strain his muscles. The door was closed and on it was a list of rules and regulations, all seemingly typical of a door belonging to the R.A.

Balancing the box in your arms on your knee, you placed three quick but powerful knocks to the door before quickly putting your knee back down and holding the box with both hands. You puckered your bottom lip out and blew air out, causing the flow to travel up your face, temporarily cooling it. “Maybe he’s out and about right now,” Jimin impatiently suggested.

“Maybe you just need to be a little bit more patient,” you instructed, chuckling when you heard a groan escape Jimin’s plump lips. Quickly, the door swung open, the slight breeze it created cooling your hot body. Emerging from the dark room was someone who didn’t fit the description of a typical R.A.

What stood in front of you was a chiseled, well-built young man. You tilted your head up slightly so you could meet the brown eyes of this stranger. He wore a white t-shirt that pressed against his bare, fair skin, faintly outlining the curves of his muscles. On his legs were sweatpants the same color as yours, tight in all the right places, exposing his meaty thighs.

And his face. Fuck, his face. His jawline clenched as anger surged through his body, but all it did was make him even more attractive. His forehead was slightly hidden as a small section of his charcoal hair curled over. His hands were comfortably placed in the pockets of his sweats, the veins snaking up and around his forearm like that of a vine against a tree.

“What do you want?” The stranger’s voice came out strong, deep, and sharp like thousands of knives. You felt small under his judgemental gaze. “Are you the R.A.?” you questioned. He let out a deep, almost condescending chuckle, shocking you. “Did you read the door?” he asked, tilting his head to the side, amused with your stupidity. You ignored the question, posed to make you feel small, and you swallowed the saliva pooling in your throat.

“I forgot what room number I have and I was wondering if you could remind me,” you snarkily replied, shocked by your tone. Jungkook smirked. He liked girls with a little fire in them. “Give me a second,” he said, reaching with his veined arm towards possibly a table hidden by the wall. Quickly, he pulled a packet of papers towards his face, slightly holding it out so he could see under the yellow light illuminating the hallway.

His eyes scanned the paper and you noted how he nibbled on the inside of his mouth as he tried to make sense of the words and numbers on the pages. “Wait, you don’t even know her name,” Jimin sighed beside you. Jungkook’s eyes flashed up darkly from the page as he looked straight at Jimin with a cold, hard stare. Within a second, his eyes were on you, the obvious irritation still clearly evident.

“Well, are you gonna tell me or not?” he grumbled. “Y/n Y/l/n.” His gaze lingered on you for a few more seconds before he looked back down at the pages, the charts and numbers making a bit more sense. You pursed your lips in confusion when he let out a deep groan. “222,” he said, tossing the papers aside on the floor without care. “Do you know where that is?” you inquired, wanting to escape the gaze of this stranger.

He began to walk into the hallway, giving no fucks about the distance between the two of you. Once you realized that he would keep moving, regardless if you did or not, your sore feet moved aside and you watched as the muscles flexed in his back as he stretched his arms ahead of him. He walked a mere three feet before turning and facing a door, to which he opened and pushed open.

“Home sweet home,” he said in a not-so-cheery voice. The door, identical in color to the rest on the floor, was right beside his room. You quickly glanced at Jimin who was trying his best to hold in his laughter.

“Don’t bother me again.” The R.A. sped past you and disappeared into his room, slamming it behind him. “He seemed so sweet and welcoming,” Jimin joked, walking into your room. It was luckily a single. The walls were covered in worn-out bricks and the floor was brown wood. The room wasn’t the largest, but it was just a little bigger than the room you had back home. Home. Well, at Jimin’s house.

In the right corner was a plain bed, void of any pillows or sheets. Against that same wall was a plain brown desk, a few shelves hanging on the wall above it. On the opposite wall, directly across, was a dresser. And that was your room for the school year. Jimin bent over and placed the boxes on the floor with a huff before standing back up. “I hate this,” he complained, leaning back to stretch his aching back. You chuckled and placed your boxes down beside him.

Four boxes. Your whole life fit in four boxes. Well, that, and your guitar case, leaning up against the bare wall.

Running his fingers through his hair, Jimin motioned towards the wall you shared with the R.A., whose name you still hadn’t learned. “He seems like fun. He should totally be your first friend,” Jimin advised, practically collapsing on the not-so-comfortable mattress. “I don’t know why he seems so upset. Like, this is the job he signed up for, so,” you explained, kicking off your shoes and sitting next to Jimin on the bed.

He shrugged. “Just avoid him, then. And if he gives you trouble, call me over,” Jimin said, causing you to laugh. “And what are you going to do? Hm?” you asked, raising your eyebrow. “Hey, I could take him,” Jimin defended, turning to look at you. “You might be able to,” you teased, your mood beginning to mellow out.

“Can we go start on my dorm now? I’m getting tired but I know I can’t sleep yet,” Jimin requested, not physically nor emotionally ready to begin hauling more boxes. You let out a deep sigh, stretching your legs out in front of you. “I suppose,” you surmised, getting up off of the bed and putting your shoes back on.

With an attitude identical to Jimin’s when he helped move you in, you carried the seemingly hundreds of boxes to Jimin’s far nicer and spacious dorm. It was in this room that you met Jimin’s roommate Taehyung, who had a large amount of energy and a cute boxy smile. Lucky Jimin already has a nice guy to talk to. But all you had was a small, hot dorm with an asshole for an R.A next door.

You decided to stay and help Jimin unpack and in the process, you got to know Taehyung a little bit better. He was an acting major who had the cutest dog waiting for him at home. Yes, he showed you pictures. Probably thousands. But just as the natural sunlight outside began to dim, you made the executive decision to go back to your dorm and unpack.

Jimin hugged you goodbye and promised the two of you, well three of you, including Taehyung, would go get breakfast in the morning. And you agreed.

You locked the door to your dorm once you returned and you took off your shoes for good, no intention of putting them back on. With sore and exhausted limbs, you reached into the first box and pulled out your simple bedding, messily putting it on the bed. You then proceeded to put your very few clothes away into the dresser, frowning when you saw a rip forming in your favorite shirt.

And after unpacking some school supplies, you were able to literally collapse on the bed. Your face scrunched up as you felt how uncomfortable it was, but as you stared up at the ceiling, you knew that your back would get used to the discomfort over the course of the year.

Pulling the covers over your body, you turned to face the wall as you waited impatiently for sleep to overcome you, but you nearly put your head through the wall when you heard banging coming from the opposite wall: the wall you shared with the R.A.

You turned around and faced that wall as if you could see what object it was, but all you did was listen curiously, trying to figure out what was causing that loud sound. But at the sounds of high pitched moans, you knew immediately what was banging against the wall and what was causing it to.

Cringing, you turned back around and plugged your fingers in your ears, upset that something you wanted so badly, sleep, would refrain from coming now until it was quiet.

The moans and banging occurred for what seemed like hours, and just as things began to calm down, you heard an ear-piercing squeal as the mystery woman probably reached her oncoming climax.

“Jungkook!”

What a way to learn the R.A.’s name, you thought to yourself.

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double-gs · 3 years

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I wanna live in

1. Run era

2. I need you era

3. Black Swan (orchestral ver) (not the vid but the vibe)

4. Wings era (esp japanese ver of BST? Like bruh that vibe)

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sugasnae · 7 years

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New Faces || Prologue

Jungkook physco Au

I was running. The hall lights were flickering, throwing me off balance. My feet were beginning to feel numb, and I couldn’t breathe. I don’t know how I got to this point but I wish I hadn’t. His voice was ringing through my ears as I ran. I came to an abrupt stop, my body slamming against the wooden door. My hands pulled at the door knob but it wouldn’t budge. The door was locked and I knew I was screwed. Especially when I felt his body press up against mine from behind. “C'mon love, you didn’t let me finish my story”

Author’s note

Hello! So here is my new fan fiction called new faces. Many don’t know but I started my writing on wattpad but I soon drifted off from the app. My writing revolved around another band and this story was originally written for that member. I never updated the story though and it has been a few months. I decided to move the story over to tumblr and write the story with bts. I was very passionate about the story and I am still very passionate so I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I do.

I created a trailer edit for the original story but I will create a new one soon with bts.

~Admin nova

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kimnjss · 3 years

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time jump: mutual split

— he’s bad for you. from the commitment issues to the endless scandals. sworn to never settle down… well, that’s until he sees how happy you can be without him. now he’s willing to do anything to keep from losing you to your so-called ‘perfect boyfriend’.

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A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

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jinslaugh-blog · 6 years

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*bias exists* *me*

#taehyung #bts #bts meme #bts reactons #twitter reactions #my bias #namjoon #seokjin #park jimin #yoongi #heoseok #jeon jungkook #meme #relatable

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blu-joons · 3 years

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Blue And Grey ~ Kim Taehyung

The room was pitch black as you walked into the studio, the faint glow of the outside was the only thing that gave you the sign that Taehyung was in his studio. You could see how exhausted he was as he slumped in his chair, barely able to look at the screen of his computer any further.

Slowly, you turned the handle down and crept into the room, but still he jumped. As he turned around to look at you, he couldn’t help but softly smile, making room for you to sit beside him.

Your attention was drawn straight to the redness in his cheeks from what had clearly been an emotional day for him. “Are you doing alright?” You tentatively questioned, even though the answer was most definitely clear to you.

His head shook gently, looking away from your eyes. “You came exactly when I needed you, like an angel,” he whispered, “it’s been so quiet in here, all I can hear is my sighs, at least now I get to hear another voice too.”

“Why’ve you been crying Tae? Where’s your smile gone?” You asked of him, using the back of your hand to wipe underneath his eyes, “have you been in here all along whilst the boys have been happy together in the living room?”

“I don’t deserve happiness.”

“What are you on about?”

He looked back to your eyes for a moment of sincerity, “everything I touch recently falls apart, nothing I work on becomes a success. I don’t know when I started failing, maybe I got too comfortable doing what I love and now all the voices are coming back to me and reminding me to never settle. All of it just makes me feel so uneasy.”

You nodded and listened closely to every word he said, moving your hand over his once you’d dried his tears. You’d never seen him so emotional before but watching him now, you could clearly see that he really was on the brink of falling.

“You’re letting yourself get consumed by nonsense Tae,” you assured him, “I know you probably feel like you’re all by yourself, but I promise you aren’t. You just need to escape all this darkness you’re surrounding yourself with.”

“I just want to be happy again, the Taehyung that I used to be,” he admitted to you, “every time I try it’s just a grey space that surrounds me filled with loneliness.”

His hand reached out and rested against your shoulder, the chill in it was enough to send a small shiver down your spine. The tips of his fingers were blue with anxieties as he reached out to you in the hope you’d hold on.

“Just take a breath,” you encouraged of him as you spotted how quickly his chest rose and fell, “you just need to take a moment and remember where you are. Put your feet back on the ground and I promise you’ll feel a bit better.”

“You shouldn’t be here with me; I don’t deserve to have you look after me.”

Words failed you as your head only shook, he was clueless to how much you wanted to be there for him, and how deserving he was of having you.

His body felt numb to everything that was going on around him, he knew you were there, but he was so scared to have you beside him at the same time.

“It’s all well and good you sitting here telling me things they will get better, but I really don’t know if it will, all I know is that I do really need you. I’ve walked this path too long by myself, but now that I’m in the studio everything seems so much worse.”

“It’ll get better.”

His heart was conflicted with every moment that passed, he hated burdening you with all of his problems, but he needed you right beside him too.

“I’m constantly hitting a brick wall recently, one hurdle after the other comes at me like a rhino that I can’t step aside from.”

“You’ve just got to keep looking for the positives Taehyung, you’ve hit hurdles like this before and you’ve always got through them, you just need to give it all time.”

Each hurdle he hit felt like it was getting bigger and bigger every time he stepped forwards. He knew you were right, but hearing you speak so brightly and excitedly about the future felt like such a long way off for him at this time.

“Most people in the city, even in the world know who I am,” he spoke, laying out against your shoulder, “but sometimes I still feel like I’m all alone.”

“You’re never alone with me, you know that Taehyung.”

On his best days, he knew he was surrounded by love, but on his lowest he truly felt as if he was all alone. The long walks he took in the winter were the only things accompanying him as he tried to find the solutions to his troubles.

“Hold my hands,” you instructed, intertwining your fingers tightly with his. “Just take your time and feel, recognise all the feelings they have for you.”

They were much warmer than his were, he could feel the support and the comfort your hold had, it was reassuring to him to be able to hold you so close.

“I forgot what it felt like to embrace the hold of another human being,” he whispered.

The grip he held on your hands was tighter than he had ever done before, but you didn’t mind too much. You were desperate for him to soak up as much of your presence as he could just in case, he felt himself slip away again.

“Of everything in the world, you’re the only bit of colour that can brighten my day.”

“Even on your darkest days when it rains and pours, I’ll always be there for you. No day is ever going to be perfect, but if we have each other, we’ll find a way through it.”

“You’re right,” he murmured, “my hands are so cold, but yours are making them so warm. If that doesn’t tell you how much I need you then nothing ever will.”

You nodded, pressing your lips to the top of his head as he laid into you, slowly you watched as the dark colours of his body were replaced by ones of a much lighter shade.

“Why don’t we get out of the studio for a while and bring a bit of life back into you. Maybe we could go for a walk, it might be a lot brighter than the last time you went out, especially if you know that you have me by your side.”

“I think that’s exactly what I need,” he admitted, “I’ve spent too long facing the negative path by myself, I need something to pull me off of it to something more positive.”

“How do you feel now? Is there a small part of you feeling better?”

“A huge part of me is feeling better, just for having you. It’ll probably take me a little time to feel back to myself again, but eventually I’ll be singing and smiling again,” he assured you, standing himself up from his chair. “Are you ready to head out?”

Your head nodded, “as long as you’re ready, then I’m ready too.”

“It’s about time I saw the city.”

“Exactly, and I know the city is waiting for you too.”

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bts-scenarios-br · 4 years

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Reaction - Eles com ciúmes de você.

JIN

“A gente precisa ver onde que ficam os temperos.” Você disse ao seu namorado enquanto tentava ler as placas do supermercado.

“Eu não achei em nenhuma placa.” Ele disse te acompanhando.

“Nem eu.” Olhou em volta e percebeu um funcionário que parecia ser alguns anos mais novo do que você te olhando enquanto organizava uma das prateleiras. Assim que ele percebeu você o olhando de volta virou o rosto voltando a se concentrar no trabalho. “Eu vou perguntar para aquele moço, fica aqui que eu já volto.”

Quando se aproximou do rapaz ele levantou o olhar um pouco nervoso. “Precisa de alguma coisa, moça?”

Você sorriu para ele. “Na verdade sim. Não consigo achar onde ficam os temperos.” Assim que terminou a frase prestou atenção no que ele estava arrumando, percebendo que era exatamente o que você procurava. “Ah. Deixa para lá”.

Ouviu ele rir do seu lado enquanto começava a olhar para os diversos pacotes. “Precisa de algum em específico?”

“Não exatamente. Os da minha casa estão acabando, mas quem entende disso é meu namorado.” Se abaixou.

“Ah” Ele se abaixou do seu lado. “Você tem namorado?”

“Sim!” Disse se virando levemente para a direção do Jin, e o encontrando olhando fixamente para o rapaz. “É aquele ali.” Apontou para ele, se levantando logo em seguida, com algumas embalagens em mãos. “Já peguei o que precisava.” Sorriu para ele mais uma vez. “Muito obrigada!”

Ele sorriu de volta e você andou até o seu carrinho, parando do lado do Jin e começando a mostrar o que tinha pego. Quando percebeu que ele não estava nem mesmo te ouvindo, seguiu o seu olhar até encontrar o rapaz.

“Você tá de brincadeira, né” Disse, batendo com a embalagem de coentro no braço dele. “Para de olhar pro moço, Jin.”

“Ele estava olhando assim para você até agora, por que tá reclamando de mim?” Finalmente te olhou.

“Não estava nada!”

“S/N, o menino estava quase babando alí!”

“Ele só estava me ajudando!” Jogou as coisas no carrinho, logo o pegando e começando a andar para a direção oposta. “Sem contar que ele parece ser bem mais novo do que eu. E você sabe que eu gosto dos mais velhos.” Piscou para o seu namorado, que franziu a testa em resposta.

“Você está me chamando de velho?” Perguntou ofendido.

“Prefiro o termo experiente!” Respondeu com uma risada, deixando um beijo na bochecha dele.

YOONGI

Você sabia que seria difícil fazer o seu namorado se enturmar com os seus amigos, mas ele estava bem pior do que você esperava. Desde o momento em que seu melhor amigo chegou no restaurante e se sentou do seu lado, ele não abriu a boca para quase nada mais.

“É difícil produzir músicas, Yoongi?” Uma de suas amigas o perguntou.

“Não.” Ele respondeu seco, fazendo com que ela ficasse um pouco envergonhada.

Você deu uma leve cutucada na cintura dele, que apenas te olhou com a cara séria e voltou a prestar atenção na bebida.

“Tá tudo bem com ele?” Seu amigo te perguntou em um sussurro.

“Não sei, ele não parecia estar de mal humor hoje.”

“Bom, ele está assim desde de o começo da noite.” Ele apontou com a cabeça para o seu outro lado.

“Não, não, ele estava tranquilo no começo. Ficou assim depois de você chegou…” Uma luz pareceu acender na sua cabeça, assim como na do seu amigo, que se afastou de você na mesma hora, com uma expressão de culpa no rosto. Você logo se virou para o seu namorado, que agora estava fazendo uma dobradura com um guardanapo. “Yoongs, pode vir comigo lá fora, rapidinho?”

Ele te olhou ainda com a expressão séria, mas se levantou e te acompanhou até o lado de fora.

“Você realmente está com ciúmes dele?” Percebeu a expressão dele se mudar por um segundo, mas logo ele voltou ao normal.

“Não sei do que você está falando.”

“Como não? Você está de mal humor desde que ele chegou!” Ficou na frente dele para que pudesse olhar em seus olhos. “Olha, eu não sei o que está passando pela sua cabeça agora, mas saiba que você está muito errado.”

“Desculpa, jagiya.” Ele finalmente cedeu. “É que eu sei o quanto ele é importante para você, e ver o quão simpático ele é me fez ficar preocupado!” Ele olhou para dentro do estabelecimento. “Olha lá! Ele até trocou de lugar para não ficar mais do seu lado.” Você olhou, vendo que agora quem estava na cadeira ao lado da sua era a amiga que tinha tentado puxar assunto com o Yoongi mais cedo. “Ah, eu agi como um babaca, desculpa.”

“Ei, está tudo bem!” Você o puxou para um abraço. “Você agiu como um babaca, sim. Mas acho que eu teria ficado do mesmo jeito no seu lugar.” Se soltou dele, com as mãos em seus ombros. “Agora vamos voltar para dentro, e é bom você se enturmar com eles, não quero que pensem que namoro um bestão.” Ele riu, te seguindo para o restaurante.

HOSEOK

Você estava sentada em uma cadeira enquanto observava seu namorado trabalhar em uma coreografia junto com o coreógrafo do grupo. Estava conversando com algumas staffs, mas elas foram chamadas para resolver alguma coisa, te deixando sozinha por alguns minutos, até um dos dançarinos se sentar do seu lado.

“Você é a namorada do J-Hope, né?” Ele te perguntou com um sorriso simpático no rosto.

“Sou sim!” Respondeu do mesmo jeito.

“Ele é muito bom.” Ele disse olhando na direção do seu namorado, voltando a olhar para você logo em seguida. “Você também dança?”

“Não.” Respondeu rindo. “Ele é o talentoso para isso o relacionamento, eu só dou apoio moral, mesmo.”

“Você não tem vontade de aprender, algum dia?”

“Talvez, mas não é nada muito importante.” Ele se aproximou um pouco mais, fazendo com que você recuasse. “Por que quer saber?”

“Ah” Ele se endireitou, percebendo o seu desconforto. “Eu sou professor de dança quando não estou trabalhando com os meninos.” Percebeu você relaxar levemente, se apressando em falar: “Desculpe se te deixei desconfortável.”

“Tudo bem!” O disse.

Vocês continuaram conversando, até ele ser chamado pelo coreógrafo e ir se juntar ao resto do grupo. Você se recostou na cadeira enquanto o observava se afastar, cruzando o olhar com o Hobi no meio do caminho. Sorriu para ele, que apenas virou o rosto e voltou a se concentrar na dança.

Depois de quase duas horas todos já estavam indo embora, então começou a recolher suas coisas, logo indo de encontro ao seu namorado, que estava te ignorando por alguma razão.

“Por que você está assim comigo?” Perguntou enquanto entravam no carro. Ele continuou sem te responder e você começou a se estressar. “Hoseok, eu estou falando com você.”

Ele fechou os olhos soltando um suspiro alto, finalmente se virando para você. “Por que você estava flertando com aquele cara?” Disse ríspido.

“Hã?” Franziu as sobrancelhas. “Que cara? O dançarino?”

“É, o dançarino, S/N!” Se virou no banco para poder te olhar de frente. “Qual é, ele estava se aproximando de você toda hora! E você correspondia!”

“Primeiro.” Você começou, o imitando e se virando no banco. “Ele não estava flertando comigo. Ele é professor e estava vendo se eu tinha interesse em ter aulas com ele.” Você percebeu a cara dele se relaxar um pouco. “E segundo, se ele estivesse flertando comigo, o que ele não estava, a culpa não seria minha, ele sabia que que eu tinha namorado.” Logo a culpa tomou conta do seu namorado, que voltou a se virar para frente e deitou a cabeça no volante.

“Desculpa” Falou baixinho, levantando a cabeça e voltando a te olhar. “Eu estava nervoso com o ensaio, e acabei passando um pouco dos limites.”

“Está tudo bem, Hobi.” O puxou para um abraço desengonçado, por estarem no carro. “Só que da próxima vez não fique bravo comigo por coisas que eu não estou fazendo e não tenho culpa.” Ele concordou com um murmúrio. “Agora vamos para a casa porque eu fiquei horas aí e eu quero minha cama.”

NAMJOON

Você tinha passado o dia com uma amiga que não via a um bom tempo. Tinha acabado de chegar em casa e foi direto para o sofá, se deitando com a cabeça no colo do seu namorado.

“Onde você foi hoje?” Ele perguntou, mexendo no seu cabelo.

“Eu sai com aquela minha amiga, lembra?” Você olhou para ele, que fechou a cara no mesmo instante. “Eu tinha te avisado, não tinha?”

“Essa não é aquela sua amiga que é lésbica?”

“Sim.” Se levantou ainda olhando para ele. “Por que?”

“Nada… só não sei se fico confortável com você passar tanto tempo sozinha com ela.”

“Você tá brincando né, Namjoon?” Se levantou. “Você realmente está com ciúmes dela?”

“Mas é claro que eu estou!” Ele se levantou também. “Ela pode muito bem estar afim de você!”

“E se ela tiver, qual o problema?” Você disse, tentando se acalmar. “Eu tenho um namorado, ela sabe muito bem disso. Sem contar que eu não tenho interesse nenhum nela!”

Ele voltou a se sentar, parecendo arrependido da reação que teve.

“Eu sei, desculpa.” Suspirou. “É que vocês se conhecem a tanto tempo, devem ter muita intimidade. E saber que ela pode tentar ter alguma coisa a mais com você me assusta.”

“Eu entendo, Joonie.” Se sentou do lado dele. “Mas não é assim que as coisas funcionam. Ela não vai automaticamente gostar de mim só porque gosta de mulheres.” Passou um braço pelo ombro dele, o puxando para um abraço. “Nós somos quase irmãs, acho quase impossível ela me enxergar de outro jeito, na verdade.” Soltou uma leve risada, fazendo com que ele relaxasse um pouco.

“Está bem.” Ele te olhou. “Desculpe, de novo.” Dessa vez ele que puxou para um abraço. “É que linda do jeito que você é eu acho difícil as pessoas não se apaixonarem.” Completou, te fazendo rir.

JIMIN

Assim que colocou os pés na festa, se arrependeu de ter insistido tanto em ir. Seu namorado estava segurando sua mão enquanto olhava em volta, e você estava com os olhos fixos em uma pessoa em específico que estava perto do bar.

“O que você está olhando, jagiya?”

“Ah.” Se enrolou em um pouco para responder. “É que eu achei um conhecido aqui, não é nada demais.” Como se soubesse que estava falando dele, seu ex namorado vira o rosto na sua direção, logo abrindo um sorriso e começando a se aproximar.

“É aquele cara ali?” Seu namorado perguntou mais uma vez.

“Aham…”

Foi interrompida de dizer outra coisa ao seu puxada para um abraço, que retribuiu timidamente.

“S/N! A quanto tempo!” Ele se afastou para poder te olhar. “Nossa, você está linda. Como você está?”

“Eu estou bem.” Percebeu que ele começou a olhar para o Jimin, que estava estranhando tudo aquilo. “Esse é o Jimin.” Voltou a pegar na mão dele. “É o meu namorado.”

“Ah.” Estendeu a mão. “Prazer em conhecê-lo, Jimin.” O olhou de cima a baixo. “Eu sou o ex namorado” Disse com um sorrisinho, dando ênfase na palavra “ex”.

“Prazer.” Respondeu seco.

“Bom, foi ótimo te ver de novo, S/N.” Te puxou para outro abraço. “Eu vou indo já, tenho que encontrar alguns amigos. A gente precisa marcar alguma coisa qualquer dia desses.”

Depois que ele se saiu de vista, Jimin te puxou para um canto menos movimentado.

“Que merda foi essa?” Ele disse, ainda tentando enxergar o outro homem. “Ele realmente é o seu ex?”

“É.” Disse.

“Que tipo de pessoa é simpática assim com a ex namorada?” Te olhou.

“A gente terminou de uma forma tranquila.” Você soltou um suspiro. “Nunca brigamos nem nada. Tínhamos até concordado em continuar amigos, mas acabamos perdendo o contato.”

“E você pretende voltar a ter contato com ele?” Te perguntou, começando a mostrar preocupação.

“Não, é claro que não!” Arregalou os olhos. “Depois que a gente terminou eu comecei a ver o quão diferentes nós somos. Ainda não sei como ficamos juntos, ele é insuportável.” Revirou os olhos, fazendo o seu namorado rir e te puxar para um rápido beijo. “Você está com ciúmes, é?”

“Estava.” Ele te corrigiu. “Agora que eu sei que você me acha melhor que ele eu estou tranquilo.” Disse te fazendo rir e te puxando para o bar.

TAEHYUNG

“Você ouviu o que eu disse, S/N?” Seu namorado chamou sua atenção, fazendo você tirar os olhos do celular.

“Não, desculpa Tae. Estou ajudando um amigo com umas coisas.” Disse voltando a digitar.

“E seu amigo é mais importante que eu?” Ele reclamou, cruzando os braços e se encostando na cama. “Você sempre reclama que eu não paro em casa, mas quando eu estou fica de papinho com outro.”

Você virou a cabeça na direção dele devagar, e ele continuou olhando para a parede.

“O que você quer dizer com isso?”

“Não sei, me diz você!” Se virou na sua direção.

“Você acha que eu estou te traindo?”

“E você quer que eu ache o que?”

“Sinceramente, Taeyung, você me cansa, às vezes.” Suspirou, fechando os olhos por alguns segundos. “Eu não te devo satisfação nenhuma, mas para a sua informação eu estou ajudando ele a se acalmar para um encontro.” O olhou com os olhos semicerrados. “Com um homem.”

“Que?” Ele pareceu um pouco perdido.

“Ele é gay, Taehyung! Nem se eu quisesse ia poder te trair com ele.” Se levantou para sair do quarto, mas foi impedida pelas mãos do seu namorado na sua cintura, que te puxaram de volta para a cama.

Ficaram um tempo em silêncio, ambos deitados e ele te abraçando.

“Desculpa, S/N.” Disse próximo ao seu ouvido. “Fiquei irritado por não ter prestado atenção em mim e acabei exagerando.”

Você se virou para ele com um sorriso nos lábios. “Me desculpa também, Tae. Devia ter avisado que estava ocupado ao invés de te deixar falando sozinho.” Se inclinou, dando início a um calmo beijo, que foi interrompido alguns segundos depois pelo seu celular vibrando.

“Acho melhor voltar a ajudá-lo” Disse rindo. “E se eles derem certo eu vou querer levar créditos, também.”

“Você não fez nada!” O chutou de leve. “Só ficou me atrapalhando.” Ele fingiu estar ofendido, mas começou a rir logo depois.

JUNGKOOK

Estava nos em um dos camarins dos meninos, assistindo as apresentações deles por uma pequena televisão. Tinham mais algumas pessoas no lugar, mas estavam todas ocupadas com alguma coisa. Logo você se sentiu incomodada por ser a única parada, e se levantou, começando a ajudar os staffs a organizarem o local.

“Pode deixar.” Um homem disse, quando você tentou levantar uma caixa com alguns equipamentos para a colocar junto com o resto. “Essas coisas são pesadas, não quero que se machuque.” Sorriu para você.

“Ah, okay.” Deu um leve sorriso também. Sentiu que ele fosse continuar a falar com você, quando uma das maquiadoras te chamou para a ajudar.

“S/N! Você está ocupada?” Você disse que não e ela te entregou as duas maletas que estava carregando. “Pode levar isso lá para fora, fazendo favor? Estou correndo para guardar o resto das coisas.”

“Claro!” Você concordou, feliz por poder ajudar em alguma coisa.

“Eu também estou indo para lá!” Percebeu que o homem ainda segurava a caixa do seu lado. “Vamos juntos.”

O caminho foi feito quase todo em silêncio. Parte porque você estava prestando atenção nas músicas tocando ao fundo, parte porque não queria conversar com ele.

“Você também é maquiadora?” Ele te perguntou, quando se aproximavam da saída.

“Não, eu não trabalho aqui.” Disse rindo um pouco. “Sou namorada do Jungkook, estou só o acompanhando.”

“Ah.” Ele disse um pouco decepcionado. “Ele é o mais novo, não?”

“Aham.” Você realmente não queria levar essa conversa para frente, então ficou feliz ao ver que já estavam do lado de fora, e foi procurar alguém para entregar as maletas.

Assim que viu o homem voltar para dentro, decidiu continuar ajudando do lado de fora, e se juntou a alguns seguranças que estavam guardando os equipamentos em carros. Você não estava fazendo muita coisa, mas eles pareciam não se importar com sua presença, então continuou lá até ver que a apresentação já tinha acabado.

A porta se abriu novamente, e o mesmo homem saiu, andando em sua direção.

“Ah, você está aqui!” Sorriu de novo. “Estava te procurando lá dentro.”

“Precisa de alguma coisa?” Tentou não ser muito grossa.

“Não.” Ele parou de sorrir. “Só pensei em conversarmos, mesmo.”

A conversa dele se baseava nele falando sem parar, e você o olhando com cara de tédio. Ele só ficou quieto quando os meninos chegaram, e seu namorado logo se aproximou de vocês com a cara fechada.

“Por que está aqui fora?” Ele te perguntou, sem tirar os olhos do staff.

“Estava ajudando a arrumar coisas.” O pegou pela mão. “Vamos?” Perguntou, ansiosa por sair de lá.

“Claro.” Começou a andar em direção a um dos carros.

“Tchau, S/N!” Ouviu o homem se despedir, e você deu um leve aceno em resposta.

Assim que se sentaram no banco do veículo, o seu namorado a olhou com uma sobrancelha levantada. “Quem era ele?”

“Você que deveria saber, ele não trabalha para mim.” Disse revirando os olhos. “Só sei que ele ficou me enchendo o saco a noite inteira.”

Ele deu uma leve risada. “Ele não estava dando em cima de você?”

“Se estava ele tem que melhorar muito o flerte dele.” Agora foi a sua vez de olhar para o Jungkook com uma sobrancelha levantada. “Por que? Ficou com ciúmes?”

“Nah, sei que não me trocaria por ele.” Respondeu rindo.

“Convencido.” Se juntou a ele na risada.

Ooii, como vocês estão? Espero que esteja tudo bem!

Desculpem se tiver qualquer erro, e espero que gostem!

(Eu espero muitas coisas, né?)

#bts #bts reaction #jin #jin reaction #yoongi #yoongi reaction #hoseok #hoseok reaction #namjoon #namjoon reaction #jimin #jimin reaction #taehyung #taehyung reaction #jungkook #jungkook reaction #reaction #reacton bts

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midorithegreen · 5 years

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BTS reaction to crush looking tough but being shy

request: Hello honey Can i ask for a reaction to bts When her crush seems to be an intimidating girl but she is really shy and embarrassing, Please? Thank u ✨❤️

author’s note: still water run deep and that’s my whole life

REQUESTS OPEN

Seokjin

He had always thought that you were... well, different. Seeing you blushing hard and not able to say anything was nothing he expected. By no means you didn't really say anything. You tried to rescue your reputation that was currently in danger.

"G-go away" you stuttered "I don't want your compliments"

But he knew you did want them and were even more willing to give you them so you would blush once again.

Yoongi

"Okay, we can go for pizza, but you are ordering?" you said trying to sound more confident than you were. "What? Why?" he asked.

"Yoongi... please" you whined silently.

And first he didn't understand it at all. He realised what could be the reason later, on a walk in the park. He squeezed gently your hand and said "I like how shy you really are".

Hoseok

You felt a bit overwhelmed with his loudness. When he noticed that he already knew what was up. Maybe it was on his mind for a really long time. He was more happy he could take care of you like the little precious baby you are for him. As long as you didn't worry about what others will now think about you ;)

Namjoon

If you thought he would be shocked when you told him, you were absolutely wrong. He knew. From the start. From the first day he saw you. He didn't know why, if it was just stupid intuition or pure power of mind.

Even though he hugged you close and thanked for telling him. Partly because he didn't want you to know he had noticed and partly because he was glad you felt enough comfortable to tell him.

Jimin

"__, could you talk with my hyungs, instead of me?"

"I don't wanna talk with them, Jimin" you whined.

"Guess we will be shy together then" he joked. "I might be still more manly than you though" you tried to stop him from such jokes. "Ouch, that hurt" he said putting his hand on his chest. "It was meant to"

Taehyung

You both went to the park with lots of tons of people. You tried too keep your head high and not look worried but badass like always. Apparently it didn't work out well.

"My little cute adorable cupcake, are you shy?" he asked with voice full of worry. "I'll be fine... just... hush, people are looking" "this shy and still has strength to fight for reputation, unbelievable"

Jungkook

Jungkook didn't expect this at all. He had a lot of respect to your person. Of course it didn't wash off when you blushed at his compliment. No, he felt even more respect, that you could build up yourself in others' eyes. He was proud of you and wanted to see you take the mask off just for him.

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kpop-ruins-our-lives · 4 years

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My lovely angels hiii! Hope you're all doing well!

Rest of the requests that you all sent in, will be done tomorrow🤭

You can always request more, make sure you check the materlist post for reactions so you know what I wrote (search bar + masterlist = masterlist for reactions)

I made a final decision that I will be writing only for :

BTS

GOT7

I really do feel like iKON is not just there anymore at least on tumblr, not a lot of people talk or post about them, so yea... It is also very hard to find the right GIF for the reactions because there is not much to choose from now. Hope you all don't mind. If I have few more requests for iKON I will write them, but that would be all + "Easy" scenario pt 2 and that is the END.

I'll continue to wrote for BTS, GOT7 and probs MONSTA X too, but will do some thinking for that.

THANK YOU FOR READING, I LOVE YOU ❤️

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aegyoaesha · 6 years

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#rm #mono #mixtape #army #forever rain #seoul #moonchild #bts #kpop #reacton

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mitlove105 · 6 years

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DAY 28 - NAMJIN

#bts #namjin #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts reacton #bias challenge #ultimate bias #biased

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ludeere · 6 years

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Boyfriend Taehyung

-smiling bright sun shine, that brings joy and laughter in your daily life.

-hot temered but usually hides his passion nature.

- but not when it comes to bed.

-loves teasing you when you’re in public.

-”God, you are so adorable when you get angry” *starts squeezing your cheeks*

-he is your personal fashionista when it comes to dressing and shopping.

-like really your whole wardrobe is full only of Gucci.

-”Cause bae you deserve the best, so don’t get it started, you need this black high heels in your wardrobe even if you have three pairs of them, they are different colour, so just take it, or I’ll buy them tomorrow without you”

- doesn’t get even broad hints, so you always have to tell him straight to his face what you want like ”Hey, I’m kinda trying to seduce you here, by the way, so bring your pretty ass right here!”

-pure angel when you chill out with your friends or family.

-loves leaving his “love marks” on your body and feels proud of himself when you complain about that.

-tries not to jelous you to every single stick, but fails every time especially when it comes to your male friends. Though he always keeps it inside and never shows a single sign, but you can feel it through his manner of talking to those people.

-never ever tells you that he is jelous until you ask by yourself.

- his best day off is a day spent with you and his friends.

a/n Thank you for reading)))

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sugasnae · 7 years

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99liners · 7 years

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bts hyung line reaction to: moaning another member’s name; nsfw version

kim seokjin ~

things started getting heated up fast when the netflix and chill changed its literal meaning to shameless sex. it was between stripping down to nothing and letting his erection spring up when you decided to tease him. you probably spent a good ten minutes just sucking on and licking his balls with no dick contact. his eyes were trained on you, waiting for you to move on from his balls to his dick. you finally started very light biting his balls while stroking him.

hearing his frustrated groan for the umpteenth time, you ran you tongue up and down his cock and finally took it in. after sucking and tonguing it for a little bit, he grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you in, so that he was deep throating you. he was fucking your mouth fairly deep and you pulled him in even harder so that he was basically going straight down your throat. he kept fucking your throat as hard as he could and you didn’t try to stop him until you finally gagged and coughed out with tears brimming down your smudged mascara. saliva dripping from your half open mouth when seokjin pulled you up, almost roughly. his arms stung but in the heat it only registered as pure pleasure to your neurons, a string of curses left your mouth before he kissed you deeply. when his erection touched your core you moaned out loud, “damn ggukie!!”

seokjin immediately withdrew, his eyebrows furrowed and his body tense, “i beg your pardon?”

you shot up approaching his lap, “no no no. i was playing call of duty with him and he was winning every single time, had me cursing out a lot and my brain messed up i’m sorry,” you licked kittenishly along his jawline.

he hummed quietly, not touching you at all for the rest of the night as punishment.

min yoongi ~

yoongi opened the door with his left hand as his right hand was wrapped tightly around you, your legs wrapped securely around his torso, molding around it like clay. his mouth not leaving yours for a second. after successfully opening the door in the fourth attempt, he walked in, his hand now searching for the lights. once the lights were on, you pulled back looking at him for a while before deciding to descend.

he looked at you confused before you grabbed his hand and pushed him on the bed, you switched off the lights and let the night bulb glow allowing an environment of blue dim lights, you both could clearly see each other, and only each other.

yoongi watched quietly as you stripped down to nothing and proceeded to take his clothes off too. after you both were naked and prepared, you decided to turn the tables and ride him. straddling his lap you lined his dick with your entrance and took him in painfully slow.

you grabbed his wrists to pin him down, so he can’t do anything but lie there and enjoy the view and nonetheless, he enjoyed the view and could ask for nothing more.

contrary to his usual dominant self, he was turned on by being controlled, especially since you’re usually the submissive one.

letting go of his hands, you rest your hands on his chest to keep steady balance.

after setting a slow pace and going down all the way each time your fingers crinkled resulting in your nails digging down on his chest. yoongi bit his bottom lip hard as he stared right into your eyes.

his hands soon found their way to your breasts as he started kneading them. the next thing you know, his mouth was around your sensitive bud and he bit down, hard enough to have you yelp out in surprise, “jesus christ, hobi!”

realizing what you said yoongi immediately pushed you off of himself. you landed on the bed beside him.

“hobi!?”

“i can explain..”

“you sure as fuck need to cause you’re in a lot of trouble.”

jung hoseok ~

hoseok let your thighs rest on either side of his shoulders as his tongue made your shiver. he ran his tongue up and down your core a few times before going in to devour you. he sucked on your core which had you feel things.

hoseok stopped before looking up at you, to know what you wanted. “use your words, hun.”

“keep going.”

hoseok nodded diligently before going in again. your legs were losing their sensation as you grabbed handful of bedsheets between your nails, “oh my god taehyung, you’re doing amazing.”

hoseok craned his neck to look at you, “taehyung?” he raised an eyebrow.

“shit shit shit no no no, i meant you babe.”

“i’m pretty sure i heard taehyung.”

“yeah i was helping him with some workouts in the gym and was encouraging him to keep going so I blurted it out here too.”

hoseok stood up leaving you ajar as he sat on the end of the bed, “guess you should call taehyung then if he makes you feel so good.”

[he’s just pretending to be pissed and no fighting, shh, sex is still on]

kim namjoon ~

namjoon’s hand slid down to your warmth as he thrusted into you roughly. he started fingering you which made you see stars. you arched your back as your hands found their way to grip on his hair. namjoon smiled proudly as he had you a moaning mess.

you turned his face at him before kissing him, “oh my god babe, keep going.”

you gave open mouthed kissed when he took on a faster pace. “shit jimin, you’re great at this!”

namjoon immediately stopped as he rested his fists on either side of you, “what did you just say?”

you look at him wide eyed realizing what you’d just said, shit babe, i swear to god i didn’t mean it. i was with jimin the whole day and he was dancing and you know how sometimes he gets insecure so i kept saying this a few times to make sure he was happy.”

namjoon took a breath before nodding, “sure, you’ll regret this, babe.”

he turned you on his stomach as he spanked your ass, “up, up.”

you stood up as he led you to the mirror in the bedroom, he pushed you on the mirror, “watch yourself as i fuck the living lights out of you.”

︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

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