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Still Want You [Jin x Reader]
20. New Stepdad
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sopebubbles · 2 days ago
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Twenty-two: love me harder >>
21st century girl
Warnings: smut, Dom/sub dynamics, oral sex, unprotected sex, bondage, over stimulation, choking, spanking, I might be forgetting something
Recommend listening: love me harder by Ariana Grande
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It's late. Too late to be out working on things that could wait until tomorrow, but Yn doesn't want to stop being productive for a moment. It's easier not to worry about the things she can't control if she stays focused on the things she can. They stay there at the back of her mind though, pushing her to find more work to do, less quiet time to think, to sleep. She wants to text Namjoon. Not for any particular reason, she just wants to. He hasn't stayed far from her mind this last week either, even though she's been pushing to focus on more important things. But now it's as if she's summoned him. How else could he have found her in the student activities office?
"I was told I'd find you here." Namjoon's voice breaks the silence that has surrounded her for the last half hour that she's been here completely alone. It startles her out of the reverie she had fallen into when her hands went idle. 
"Who told you that?" she asks, acting as if she hadn't jumped a little when he walked in. 
"It's better if I protect my informants," Namjoon smiles casually. Yn merely nods, looking down to the drafting table she's leaning over and the finished stack of flyers that were the last thing she could think to do tonight. "What's on your mind?" he asks cautiously toward her, noting the worried and distant look etched into her features. The little crinkle between her eyebrows and the firm set of her jaw are tell tale signs.
She shakes her head. "Nothing."
Namjoon lets out a small laugh of disbelief, little more than a puff of air out his nostrils really. "Yn, I don't think there's ever 'nothing' on your mind. I think you think more than anyone I've ever met."
Well at least he understands the problem then, she laughs ironically to herself. "You're probably right about that," she admits.
"So talk to me. What's troubling you?" Namjoon walks around the table to stand beside her. 
She finds herself overwhelmed by his sudden presence. Most of the times she's been near him she's expected it or had time to adjust or the environment had made her more open toward people in general. Now the room is still and quiet. She had expected to be alone, and here he is, filling the room, her space, the silence, with his existence. She shrinks in on herself.
"You keep saying everything is fine, that this gossip isn't bothering you, but that's clearly not true," Namjoon says, breaking the silence once again after more time has passed without an answer than she realizes. 
"I am! There are more important things than all these stupid ass rumors!" She finally explodes at him after holding in for too long.
Namjoon nods his head calmly. "So tell me about those things," he encourages.
Yn lets out a heavy sigh. "Like, grad school applications."
His head nods again. "Yeah, those are important. When are your deadlines?"
"Next month," she mumbles.
Namjoon can't help smiling as he lifts his hand to gently stroke up and down her shoulder blade. "And you're the queen of getting shit done. So there's no need to stress about that tonight." But she doesn't relax at all, just shakes her head. "What else is there?"
Another sigh. Yn lifts her hand and brings it down heavily on the table. "Did you know the police have already given up on that student's case? They say they have no leads, but haven't asked anyone any questions. I can't get the image out of my mind of her rape kit sitting in a storage closet with dozens of others like it collecting dust until the statute of limitations runs out and she never gets any justice for what's been done to her. And I just-" Yn's fists clench on the table. "It just makes me so mad."
Namjoon hums thoughtfully. "In clinical psychology they say anger is a secondary emotion. You feel angry because you feel something else, sad or disappointed…"
"Of course I'm sad and disappointed!" she yells. "I'm sad that this is a thing people, especially women, have to worry about! I'm disappointed the system doesn't do more to find and punish people who hurt other people. I'm disappointed-" she cuts herself off abruptly as tears fill her eyes. 
Namjoon touches her arm softly. "It's okay. You can tell me."
Yn shakes her head, forcing a tear to slip over the brim and down onto the stack of flyers for Take Back the Night. "I'm disappointed in myself for not being able to protect anyone. I feel like nothing I can do matters. And I feel powerless." Her voice trembles as she speaks and sad, angry tears drip in streams down her cheeks. She sniffs and wipes her cheeks with her sleeve. "I'm sorry," she whispers, despising her own vulnerability. 
"Don't apologize. Your feelings are perfectly natural, and I asked. But why do you feel like it's your responsibility to protect them?" Namjoon asks softly. 
Yn shrugs. "I guess I just wish that I could. I wish I could do anything to make women not only feel safer but actually be safer. It's not right for us to have to live in fear. I don't want to live in fear." When she finally turns her face to him for the first time, the sight of her tear streaked face makes his heart clench, and he tries to fathom how heavy it must feel for her to want to protect so many when he just wants to protect her. Without a moment of thought he pulls her against his chest and holds her tight. She doesn't fight it or the warmth and comfort his broad chest and protective arms bring.
"Let me take you home, okay? You probably need to eat and sleep, yeah?"
"I don't need you to walk me home," she mumbles into his chest and he just laughs. 
"Yeah I know. But I want to protect you, too. And if we're both walking that way we can walk together."
She shrugs, resigned. "Fine."
//
"Do the rumors never bother you?" Yn wonders as they walk toward her apartment, hands shoved in their pockets against the chill of the November night. 
Namjoon sucks the cold air through his teeth. "You know, if there are rumors about me I never really hear them," he admits with a shake of his head. 
"See, that's the thing I can't stand! You've been sleeping with random girls for years and if anyone says shit about it, you don't even know. Yet I sleep with you a handful of times and I get called a slut by my latte and everyone on campus just loud enough for me to hear." 
"I'm sorry," he sighs. "I'm sure it's not what you thought you were getting into with me."
"That's the thing, Namjoon. I didn't think I was getting into anything with you. And I don't really care that much about my reputation. I don't care personally that people think I'm a slut. I care that people think people are sluts for exercising and enjoying bodily autonomy. And the double standard only makes things worse!" Her voice increases in pitch, volume and tempo as she rants.
"Again, I'm sorry if it's the girls from my past that are giving you problems," he interjects. 
"Isn't that crazy though? People are mad at me because suddenly you're not sleeping around anymore? They have insane conspiracy theories about how I got you to be loyal to only me, when I didn't even ask for that! I've never once mentioned or even thought about if you slept with other people at the same time as me!"
Namjoon stops in his tracks just before the cross the street. "I haven't though," he informs her. "I did try, I won't lie about that, but I haven't and I don't plan to."
Yn turns to look at him straight on. "I'm really not asking, Namjoon. We're not a couple. I'm not trying to get you to do anything you don't want. I don't know why you think I'm different, but I'm not trying to be."
Namjoon smiles wryly and steps closer to her. "You're always saying that, and I know you believe it. But I feel different when I'm with you, and that's enough."
"Different how?" she wonders. 
He pauses and looks down into her eyes before he explains. "Before you even asked the question, being with you made me realize how unhappy I was before. Without even trying, when I'm with you, even when we're just talking, I don't feel like I'm going through the motions. I feel like I'm actually living my life. That's what you did. I just don't want to go through the motions anymore."
"And here everyone thinks it's witchcraft and kinky sex," Yn replies dryly. 
"Really? That's what they say?" He laughs, disbelieving.
Yn begins to walk forward again. "Oh yeah," she calls back over her shoulder. "Didn't you know I've got lots of tricks?"
The last few minutes of their walk pass in silence and the gloominess returns to her features when her two known tools to avoid her feelings-- work and humor-- are out of use. She feels drained by the little time she indulged in them, and he can see it clearly when she stops outside her building and turns to him. 
"Do you want to come inside?" she asks quietly. "I'm sure I have some brownies you could take home to the guys."
"Sure. They devoured them last time. Hobi said you should put weed in them," he agrees and follows her inside. He stays so close behind her that he's in her bedroom before he realizes it. He's already been in here once, having followed through on that post-dinner quickie the other night, but he didn't really take in the room very much that time. Now he observes the overflowing laundry hamper and the stacks of random papers covering her desk. Her bed is made though. 
"Sorry, I've been really busy this week," she mumbles, knowing that's not the real reason for her mess. She picks up a few items of clothing off the floor while Namjoon looks at her bookshelf. She suddenly wonders what he's doing in here. Does he want to fuck? Is that what he expects to happen? Is that what she wants? She takes a moment to consider the last question as she watches his back. It wouldn't be the worst thing, but she doesn't think a quick fuck is going to be the thing to fix her mood this time. She needs something more, something she isn't sure she can ask for. It's been sitting there at the back of her mind since they started sleeping together. 
"Can I borrow this?" Namjoon asks suddenly, pulling her from her thoughts once again to hold up her well-worn copy of Feminism is for Everybody. 
"Yeah, of course. Two week loan and I'll need some collateral." She smirks. 
"Collateral?" He laughs. 
"I guess it's fine. I know where you live." She shrugs. Namjoon smiles softly at her and slips his backpack off his shoulder to place the book carefully inside. 
"Are you going to be okay, Yn?" he asks with the bag on his shoulder once again. She doesn't realize it but her frown is etched even deeper and her eyes look far away. She's just realized he doesn't plan to stay, and she doesn't like that. 
She shrugs again and looks down at her hands. "Yeah, I guess." She sits on her bed, her expression utterly sullen. 
Namjoon doesn't wait for an invitation to sit beside her or to take her hand. "Yn, please tell me if there's anything I can do to help. Anything. I know that you probably have every reason not to, but you can trust me and I do care about you."
Yn turns her head to look into his eyes. Eyes that always look at her with such sincerity. "I really want to trust you," she admits. "I think I do trust you, even if others tell me not to."
"You can. I swear!" His grip on her hands tightens, desperate for her to believe him. 
"There's one thing…" she hesitates. There's no going back if she reveals this about herself. Even if he accepts it. Even if they try it once and never again. It would still be something he always knows about her. 
"Anything," he repeats anxiously. 
"You need to promise it will stay between us."
"Of course. I won't tell anyone. Not even Tae," he assures her. Yn stands and goes to the bottom drawer of her dresser. 
"It's a little ironic because the rumor was made up but maybe not untrue." Before she turns back to him he hears the clink of metal. And when she faces him a pair of handcuffs hangs from her hand. She gazes at him nervously. 
"You want to cuff me?" Namjoon asks, not entirely shocked. 
Yn shakes her head firmly. "No. I want you to cuff me." She takes a couple of steps forward until she stands right in front of him, the cuffs gathered and held so tightly in her fingers that her knuckles turn white. "I want you to let me feel powerless and safe. I...I think you can do that." Namjoon stares back at her, utterly surprised, but he understands quickly. She needs this, a sense of controlled vulnerability. "But if you can't or you don't want to, I totally understand. We can pretend I didn't bring it up." Her voice quivers and her muscles flinch to take a step back when the silence stretches for half a second too long. Namjoon places a hand over hers to keep her there. He swallows thickly.
"I'll do it." He nods, never taking his eyes off hers. "I mean, I'm not sure if I can, or I'll be good at it, but I'll do it. I'll try."
Yn releases a breath she didn't know she was holding in her chest. "Are you sure? It's okay-"
"I'm sure," he says firmly. He lifts a hand to touch her cheek. "If it's what you need I'll try it. I'll keep you safe. And I promise no one else will know."
Yn's eyes are drawn down for a moment and she whispers, "thank you."
Namjoon stands and kisses her forehead. "Just give me a minute. You get undressed and wait for me here. Nothing else, okay?" Yn nods and watches him leave the room, closing the door behind him. 
Namjoon walks down the hallway to her bathroom, noting the silence of the apartment and how there doesn't seem to be anyone here. He uses the restroom and washes his hands, splashing some water on his face too. He tells himself he can do this. He enjoys being in control, and she's never fully given him the reins before. This could be fun. Yet he still feels a slight lack of confidence, given that he's never really done anything like this before, and she clearly has. He doesn't want to disappoint her. He needs to show confidence. 
Yn takes off her clothes, puts them in the hamper and fishes out the keys to the cuffs, leaving them on the nightstand, then waits on the bed with the cuffs sitting beside her. Nothing else, he had said. She listens closely for the sound of the front door, fifty percent sure he's gonna get the fuck out as soon as possible. She's a little surprised when he doesn't and walks back in through her bedroom door. He can't help a nervous smile when he sees her sitting naked just like he'd told her, her beautiful body waiting for him. He walks closer to stand in front of her and clears his throat. Her eyes peer up at him nervously.
"Is there anything I should know?" he asks softly. "You have a safe word?"
"It's orange," she replies quickly. "You can do pretty much anything you want to me. You can be as rough with me as you want. I'll do anything you ask," she promises.
He grins down at her, pleased by the idea. "You'll do anything I say?"
"Yes, sir," she assures him.
Namjoon grabs her by the jaw and turns her face up to look him in the eyes. "Yes, daddy."
A shiver runs down her spine. "Yes, daddy," she repeats.
"Good girl," he smiles, feeling more confident already. "Now get on your knees."
Namjoon grips her arms to pull her off the bed, but it's unnecessary. She's more than happy to follow his orders as she falls to her knees in front of him and waits for more instructions. He pulls his shirt over his head and enjoys the way her eyes linger over his toned abdomen. 
"You know you've done wrong, babygirl," Namjoon says as he undoes his pants while she watches. His face comes close to hers as he pushes them to the floor with his boxers. "You've never sucked my cock before. But you will now, won't you?"
Yn nods and licks her lips. "Yes, daddy," she agrees, looking at his half erect penis in front of her.
"Show me, baby," he encourages. 
Yn takes his cock in her hand, looking up at him as he gazes back at her. She feels him grow larger and harder in her hand as she strokes him, smiling when he reaches his full size. She sticks her tongue out to lick his tip and watches as his muscles tense at the new sensation. Her tongue swirls around his head and his eyes close for a moment until he feels her mouth close around him while her tongue continues to play and her hand slowly pumps his shaft. 
"Fuck, your mouth feels good," he shudders, and Yn hums as she takes more of him past her lips. It's difficult because he's so thick, but she takes as much as she can, barely able to manage getting half his length into her mouth before he hits her throat. "That's it, baby," he coos as he enjoys watching himself disappear between her lips over and over again. Namjoon gathers her hair between his fingers at the back of her head and pushes into her until she gags, then he lets go of her to let her breathe. She smiles as she gasps for air and spits on his cock, spreading the lubricant with her hand before she takes him in again. Her teeth graze just barely over his skin and he breathes in sharply at the surprising sensation but not in pain, sighing as she hollows her cheeks and begins to suck on him. 
"Fuck. Just like that. Please don't stop," he whines. His hand weaves into her hair again, making sure she takes as much as she possibly can and pushing her to the limit, chasing his high. It isn't that hard to reach when he looks down on her and sees how happily she sucks his cock. "Mmh, you're so fucking good at that. You're gonna make me cum, baby. You're gonna swallow all of daddy's cum," he tells her as his hips thrust and fuck into her mouth. He cums soon with a grunt, spilling warm, salty semen into her throat. Yn simply smiles and swallows, licking his head and her lips to make sure she's gotten every drop. 
Namjoon pulls her to her feet and leans down to kiss her lips. "You like daddy's cock, don't you, baby?"
"I love it. Want more," she chokes out in a hoarse, breathy voice. 
"I know you do, you little slut." Namjoon turns her around and scoops the cuffs off the comforter. He tightens them around each wrist, restraining her hands behind her back. He pushes her forward, bending her over the bed. She falls on the mattress with a bounce and lets out a quiet groan. Namjoon spreads her legs wide and rubs a hand over her ass. "I didn't know you were so filthy," he comments just before he lands a harsh smack on her left cheek. Her skin blossoms red, but she doesn't even whimper. 
Namjoon kneels behind her. "If you want my big cock in your little pussy I'll have to stretch you out," he tells her before he licks a wide stripe from her clit to her asshole. Yn moans loudly as he shoves his tongue deep into her pussy and rubs his thumb over her sensitive clit, giving her an intense sensation. His hands grip the back of her thighs to hold her still when she can't help squirming. 
"It's too much!" She cries when he sucks hard on her clit, rolling his tongue over the bundle of nerves at the same time. "Namjoon, please," she whines.
Namjoon pulls away and clears his throat. "What did you call me?"
Shit. "I'm sorry, daddy."
"I asked you a question." He rises to his feet and turns his body perpendicular to hers. "What did you call me?" He repeats, and slaps his hand to her ass with more force than ever before.
"Namjoon," she whimpers, followed by a smack. 
"Is that what you're supposed to call me?" Smack.
"No." Smack. 
"What's my name, baby?" 
"Daddy. I'm sorry, daddy!" Smack.
"Don't forget again," he warns her as he watches his hand print recede in the redness of her skin. He rubs his hand, skin stinging from the repeated impacts, over her warmed flesh and down between her quivering legs to her dripping pussy. He collects her essence from her entrance with his finger and spreads it down over her clit. "I was gonna be so nice and stretch out this tight little pussy so I didn't hurt you. But you just had to misbehave." 
"I'm sorry," Yn whispers again as he rubs hard and fast over her clit, knowing well that the stimulation is intense for her. "Please. Want you inside of me," she begs. 
"Not yet, babygirl. Not until you make this pussy cum for me." He rubs faster, making her moans sound almost like sobs. "Wanna make this pussy cum for me so many times."
Yn's body is on fire, her skin still stings from her punishment and his fingers over her clit are sending furious signals all over her body. It gathers almost painfully at her core before the dam finally breaks and her orgasm washes over her. Namjoon feels her pulse against his hand as her hips twitch.
"There she is," he praises, and drops to his knees again. 
He laps up the arousal that drips down her lips and then presses soft kisses all around her swollen flesh. He runs his tongue from her clit up her folds and thrills at the little tremors that run through her when he does so. His tongue flicks temptingly at her bud, making her squeak quietly. He latches onto her with his lips once again. He's beginning to get hard again himself and strokes his length as he listens to her little moans. With her face pressed against her bed and tears in her eyes, Yn knows it won't be long before she comes again. She doesn't fight it and lets go so the second wave of orgasm rushes over her body, making her heart beat loudly and her skin sweat. Namjoon smiles and gives her one more wide lick up her pussy, making her convulse before he rises to his feet. 
With one hand on her hip, he gives himself a few more pumps before he centers himself behind her and coats the head of his cock in her thick arousal. Without warning he pushes into her swollen lips. Her slick makes entering her easy even though her tight walls squeeze him. He's still not gotten used to how good she feels raw, the delicious sensation of her soaked walls.
"Fuck, your pussy feels amazing," he groans as he buries himself to the hilt, pushing her deeper into the bed. He pulls back and then slams into her harder than before but just as deep, making her gasp. He leans forward to grip the hair at the back of her head. "Tell me who your pussy belongs to, baby."
"Fuck, daddy, it's yours." She moans as he moves again. 
Namjoon releases her hair to grab onto her hips and begins to thrust into her at a regular pace, not too fast or too slow, just a steady speed he can enjoy for a while. Yn drowns in the feeling of him, stuffing her as much as she thinks she can take. If there were any more of him it would be too much, but he's perfect. Namjoon grips the bit of chain holding her wrist together and she wraps her hands around his wrist in response, a small bit of extra contact as his thrusts become quicker and harsher. 
When he feels himself coming too close to climax he pulls out of her abruptly and pulls her up by her wrists. He swipes the keys off the top of her dresser where she left them and unlocks one of the cuffs. Then he turns her around quickly and pulls her against him into a kiss. He kisses her deeply and she raises her arms to wrap around his neck, the cuffs falling coldly against his back. He lifts her and places her on the bed and then removes her hands from him. When he pulls away she looks at him with wide curious eyes. He pecks one more quick kiss to her bitten lips.
"I want to see your gorgeous face," he tells her with an admiring smile as he brings her wrists together again, this time around the metal bars of her headboard. The cuffs click closed.
Namjoon drags his hands back down her arms, making them tingle as he kisses her. He lowers his mouth to her soft breasts as he squeezes them in his hands. Her back arches away from the mattress as he harshly sucks one nipple into his mouth. Yn wraps her fingers around the bars of her headboard as his fingertips glide agonizingly slowly over the smooth skin of her stomach, raising goosebumps. Just when she thinks he's going to reach her core, he grabs tightly onto her thigh and pushes her leg back until her knee touches her chest, folding her up before he finds her an entrance again and pushes into her. 
"Fuck," she cries loudly as he slams right into the sweet spot inside of her.
"Mm, is that the spot, baby?" Namjoon smirks as he pulls back and hits the same spot again. He fucks her steady and even, leaving her thoughtless, head totally clear of anything but what he is making her feel, exactly like she was hoping. But he wants to hear her. He leans forward and places his hand just under her jaw, drawing her attention to his face. "Tell me," he orders.
Yn looks at him through hazy eyes. His expression is stern but she can still see a softness in him, a part of him that just wants to know she's feeling good. And she is feeling so good. 
"It's perfect," she moans, and he unconsciously speeds up just a little, turned on even more by the satisfaction in her strained voice. He's about to pull his hand away and she wishes desperately that her hands were free for just a moment so she could show him what she wants. But she can't, so she'll have to use her words. "Choke me, daddy," she begs, her voice full of a neediness he's never heard before. "Please."
Namjoon hesitates for a moment. She sees the unmistakable fear and uncertainty flash in his eyes. He tries to remember what he read the one time he looked into the act online. 
"It's okay," she whispers, a horribly ambiguous phrase that she could mean to reassure him or to tell him he doesn't have to. 
Namjoon adjusts the position of his hands and applies slight pressure to the sides of her neck. Yn clenches around his cock just the same, luxuriating in the way his large hands grip around her throat. Her moans grow more intense even as they're cut off and her mouth simply hangs open. Her mind grows even more blank as she loses air and focuses solely on her body. Her orgasm comes with her pulsing around him and he moves his hand around to the back of her head to hold her as he kisses the side of her neck where his thumb was pressed in. She gasps as he speeds up, fucking her through her orgasm until he reaches his own. He pulls out just in time to cum all over her belly, which is still heaving in an attempt to catch air. 
Namjoon sits back on his heels with his hands on his expansive thighs and releases a deep, exhausted sigh. Yn can only stare at the ceiling as she tries to cope with all the intense sensations coursing through her body.  Finally he moves to hover over her and kiss her softly, bringing her back to earth with a kiss on her forehead.
"I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," he chuckles as he steps into his boxers and then leaves her cuffed to the bed frame.
In the hallway, he nearly runs straight into Jimin. It's clear he's just walked into the apartment, so at least he didn't hear anything that just happened, but these are still pretty incriminating circumstances. Namjoon attempts to cover his stomach and his chest with his arms. But Jimin can't help looking him up and down with the most confusing mixture of awe and suspicion written across his face. Jimin opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes to mind and he rushes off to his bedroom instead. 
A minute later, Namjoon returns to Yn, who's waiting patiently, seemingly unbothered by the fact that she's still chained to her bed. She smiles at him gently and it lifts a weight off his chest. All along he had been doing his best to suppress the voice in the back of his head questioning every decision and wondering if she would hate him for it. The look she gives him now is proof that she doesn't. From her perspective, it was perfect. He could've done anything he wanted with her. He could've been harsher and she wouldn't have minded, but she could sense how much he cared, how he did everything for her, even though he didn't have to.
Namjoon proceeds to clean her gently with a warm, wet washcloth, smiling as he continues to admire her body. He throws the cloth on her hamper before grabbing the keys once again and finally setting her free. But he holds onto her wrists and gives each a gentle kiss where they've gotten red and aggravated by the metal. He grabs her water bottle sitting on the night stand and opens it for her to drink, which she does eagerly.
"Do you need anything?" Namjoon brushes her hair back at her temple.
Yn shakes her head. "Just the covers." He helps her get underneath them and she moves inside to make space for him, so he can roll down onto his back beside her and pull her into his side. She rests her head on his shoulder and lays there silently for a moment. 
"You can go, if you want to," she tells him as she feels she's about to slip under into a deep sleep.
"What if I don't want to?" he questions, not wanting to move any part of his being away from her. 
Yn nestles further into his side. "Then stay," she murmurs and hears the click of her bedside lamp. 
//
The sun is shining when Yn wakes, filling the room with white light. She's alone in bed but Namjoon's spot is still warm. Namjoon. Her eyes snap open at the rustling of clothes. 
"Sorry. I didn't want to wake you." He speaks softly when he sees she's looking at him. "I have a class."
"Of course," she croaks, noticing her throat is sore for the first time.
"Are you okay?" An endearing look of concern crosses his features. 
"I'm fine. Don't worry," she assures him. She's dealt with worse than a sore throat before. 
Namjoon slips his hat on his head to conceal his still tragic hair and the fact that he won't have time to go home and shower. He slept too well and didn't want to leave. 
"I'll text you later," he promises, leaning over the bed to kiss her cheek. 
Yn whispers goodbye and holds her hand to her cheek. She must have been out of her mind when she told him to stay last night, but her chest fills with warmth at his kiss even as she hates to see him leave. What on earth had Namjoon done to her? 
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sundress [part 35] || like a lie
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a/n : [tell me what you mean // is it all me? // start to overthink everything] fuck up the friendship x leah kate
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Thursday, 10 February, 7:12pm
“--ssignment is worth, like, 20% of my grade! I’m never gonna graduate--”
“Tae, you have 105% in that class right now. I don’t know how you managed to swing that, but I think your grade is fine--”
“Y/n knows how hard that class is, she’s also on the verge of failing! Tell them, Y/n!”
Despite the fact that Taehyung had just blatantly insulted her at the dinner table, Y/n can’t seem to bring herself to respond the way she normally would. She can’t seem to do much of anything except push her food around her plate, too flustered to even look up at her friends. Every time she tries, she only ends up looking at Yoongi, the boy seated directly across from her.
They’d met up at the base of the stairs not long ago, agreeing to join their friends for dinner. Their text messages had left both of them feeling an odd mix of relief and apprehension -- relief that they’d been able to carry a normal conversation… terrified that they’d be unable to do it in person. And with reason, because the moment they’d made eye contact, they’d experienced a simultaneously jolt of nerves that just won’t seem to go away.
She really had tried her best to seem unaffected by him, but she’s failing miserably. She knows she’s being obvious to her friends and even more so to Hoseok, who’s peering knowingly at her from a few feet away. She doesn’t even notice Jungkook doing the same, her ex shockingly perceptive when he tries. And he doesn’t even have to try, because the hazy look in her eye and the way her gaze keeps flicking to Yoongi before moving away just as fast -- he knows that look. It used to be him that she’d look at like that.
It’s enough to make him curious, sure. Had he really been right all those months ago? If she’s only now getting nervous around him, were she and Yoongi really faking it this whole time?
But, no matter how curious he is, Jungkook’s had some time to learn how not to be nosy. And that means understanding that whoever Y/n is involved with, it’s none of his goddamn business.
And besides, it doesn’t even matter anymore. Because regardless of if Y/n and Yoongi had been faking it back then, it’s definitely real now. That much is clear to see.
“Y/n? Earth to Y/n… can you validate my concerns about Charms class please?”
“Hm?” She hears Tae this time, her head whipping up to look at him with wide eyes. The boy only looks back, equally alarmed by her reaction.
“You… okay?” His voice is suspicious when he asks, prompting the rest of the boys to turn and examine her carefully. The attention is embarrassing to say the least.
“Uh, yeah. Charms is hard, I’m definitely failing…” Her response starts off strong, but she trails off pretty quickly. Because she’d just met Yoongi’s eyes again, the boy staring at her with wide, curious eyes. When their gazes lock, he blinks in surprise and swallows hard, the hint of an awkward smile brushing over the corners of his lips. He looks shy that she’s caught him staring, his cheeks reddening just a bit more than they already had, and the idea that she’s making him nervous too leaves Y/n breathless.
They don’t even notice their friends are all staring, mildly disturbed that these two can be so lost in their own world like this. It’s Jimin who voices all of their thoughts with just a few words.
“Is it me, or did they get weirder?”
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Thursday, 10 February, 8:00pm
When they’re back in their room, Y/n turns to shut her door, the click of the lock echoing loudly as a reminder that this is the first time they’ve been alone today since…
Shaking her head to get rid of that thought before it flusters her even further, Y/n turns, finding Yoongi lingering awkwardly by the bed. The sheets are disheveled, something Yoongi can’t seem to keep his eyes off of, his ears tinted pink as he reaches to fix the bed.
“Do you want to shower first?”
It’s the first time he’s addressed her directly since meeting up for dinner, and he’s not even looking at her. He feels like he might say or do something embarrassing if he does. Because the entire time they’d been in the Great Hall, he hadn’t been able to keep his eyes off her. They’re different in that way - Y/n wasn’t able to look at him at all, and he hadn’t been able to look at anything else.
But it’s not the same here -- it’s just the two of them. And that fact is enough to set his nerves on edge because he’s been thinking about her all day. He doesn’t remember a single class after free period -- he doesn’t even remember how he’d gotten to them on time. His thoughts have been clouded by thoughts of her, of everything that had happened between them. Of everything she’d said, looping in his head constantly as he’d tried and failed to take notes. It had all been there, playing on repeat, but especially--
“I love you…”
She’d said it before -- she says it all the time. He knows that. He says it just as much, but… it had been different that time. Today, when she’d said it, panting underneath him, he’d felt his heart stop. Just for a moment, but it was a moment he couldn’t seem to shake from his memories.
That feeling rises to the surface yet again as he sits on the half-made bed, his face warm as a furnace. He doesn’t even notice that Y/n’s making her way to him, perching carefully beside him on the comforter. He does, however, feel when she scoots closer, so he looks up to meet her eyes. She opens her mouth then, having waited until he’d acknowledged her to talk.
“Are we okay?”
She hadn’t answered his question - a question he’s completely forgotten he even asked - but her own concerns seem more important right now.
“I… think we are? Do you feel okay…?” His response isn’t reassuring at all, and he knows it, but he’s not sure what else to say. He’s not even sure how he feels. All he knows is that, every time he looks at her, his heart flies into his throat. And, considering they’d just had sex for the first time, it’s surprising to him that he feels it has nothing to do with that. But he doesn’t. He doesn’t feel like it has anything to do with the sex - no, it has everything to do with the sex, but… nothing at all?
Fuck, I can’t even think straight…
He feels overwhelmed, knowing even without thinking how amazing things had been - how good he’d felt making her feel good - but he can barely remember that. He’s only remembering how his heart had been about to burst, how he’d felt a kind of complete adoration for this girl that he’d never felt before. And that’s shocking, because, before today, he’d thought that he couldn’t be any more fond of her.
And when she’d said those three words - three words he’s heard a million times from her - he’d felt something new. Something that he knows he doesn’t have enough emotional awareness to even label. But it’s fucking with his head, it’s fucking with his heart, and honestly? It’s fucking with his very ability to function like a normal human being.
Because he can see that she’s trying to answer him, trying to tell him that they’re okay and that she feels safe with him - he can hear her saying it - but he can’t even give her the chance to finish. He just leans in and kisses her.
Her words cut short by the sudden obstruction that is Min Yoongi, Y/n can only gasp against his lips, heart racing against the palm of his hand as he grabs at her neck to keep her close. He pulls away just as fast as he’d drawn her in, meeting her gaze with eyes blown wide, chest heaving. If her own body wasn’t gasping for air and some sense of calm, she probably would have made a joke about how breathless he is.
“I- I’m sorry, I should have… I should have asked if that was okay… I…” Yoongi looks away, conflicted - he has no regrets about kissing her like that but feels like he should. The fact that she’s not responding is concerning, but when he glances back at her, he sees that she’s only staring, her eyes dropping to his lips when he faces her again.
And then she’s the one leaning in, slower this time, like she’s giving him a chance to pull away. Like maybe she’s not even realizing that she’s leaning in at all.
Yoongi meets her halfway, her lips soft against him. Like they’re trying to figure each other out - like they haven’t done this a thousand times. But they haven’t, really. Because the way they feel right now, it’s not the same as the last thousand times. It feels like they’re breaking a rule - rather, it feels like they’re stepping over a line that they, up until now, hadn’t realized had been drawn. The boundary that had always been there, keeping them safely in the friend zone.
That friend zone’s starting to feel a lot like a lie they’d been tricking themselves into believing.
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knpjpr · 2 days ago
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two: absolute bullshit
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🌷synopsis: "you’re a bratty idol with a temper. he’s a silent trained and skilled bodyguard who can’t speak his mind. you don’t get along, but you both can’t seem to get one another off each other’s mind.”
⇆a/n: if you want to be added to the taglist, send me an ask - (if you aren’t being tagged. turn notifications on)
taglist: @ggukkieland @pjmriri @sereni-soo @avke @nikkiordonez12 @ntaetae @liza179 @sxtaep @lovelytaes-blog @youmistme @theclawofaraven @zxlla @lostbitvh @youngbloodslut @hqtetsurou @90s-belladonna @calumsfringe @niviwu @lolob @tae165
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bbangpanmen · a day ago
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pairing: idol!jimin x yn
genre: idol!verse | romance | social media au
you treat bts’ dms as a personal venting medium because you know they will never read your messages... until one day they do.
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btsrunmylife · 2 days ago
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14. The Question™️
summary: You and Yoongi have never exactly gotten along. Truthfully, this wouldn’t be such an issue if you didn’t work together. But there have been far too many times when his sarcastic comments have rubbed you the wrong way.
His most recent shenanigan might just be the icing on the cake, especially because you know absolutely nothing about it until it’s too late. What’s worse is he’s gotten his friend involved, a friend you happen to get along with rather well — maybe too well.
Yoongi’s intentions really weren’t to drive you away. His curiosity merely got the best of him. But now…he’s woven an intricate mess he can’t get out of. And he can’t help but wonder, will this be the thing that finally pushes you over the edge?
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dolliejoon · a day ago
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yn and friends <> infinity
in a world where soulmates define ones capability in the world, you’re stuck begging to any high power up there to not assign you any. luck is never on your side though, not when you come to realize that the fucked up universe assigned you seven soulmates. and god, are they hot, which only makes it all the more difficult to ignore the persistent men.
authors note. hello, these are my babies i hope u love them as much as i do! give this lil intro a reblog or comment ur thoughts if u can! :)
taglist! @borahebangtan @kawennote09 @dreamamubarak @btsarmymochi97 @tsukkisukkii (send an ask or comment on the stories masterlist to be added!)
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kimnjss · 6 months ago
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cyberslut | myg sm au
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banner by: @dee-ehn
🖇 synopsis:
— he has no idea who you are... up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
[ cyberslut: a person who will act openly sexual on the internet, yet in real life will act prudent and contained. ]
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pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
fic type: social media au
side ships: (platonic...) vmin.
genre: smut!! college au, secret identity, tutoring au, slight themes of infidelity...
warnings: yoongi and his friends are dicks :/ - yn is way too horny all of the time... there’s a lot of sexting... no full nudity.
*BYR: yn knows yoongi is the guy she’s posting abt... yoongi does not know abt yns acct (until he finds out). yoongi nd yn have never talked before the start of this fic.
status: completed!
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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parts:
bonus drabbles...
prologue: homeroom hottie
character profiles: yn, her alter ego, nd besties
character profiles: yoongi nd the boyz
part one: invasion of privacy
part two: private sessions
part three: pretty prints
part four: went viral
part five: malleable substances
part six: fellow fish nerd
part seven: long night
bonus: fuck me
part eight: fucking prude
part nine: under the bleachers
part ten: buzzer beater
part eleven: mentally fucking
part twelve: deductive reasoning
bonus: turn the page
part thirteen: teachers pet
part fourteen: surprise me
part fifteen: emotion sex
part sixteen: sexy mermaid
part seventeen: not finished
time jump: untapped ass
part eighteen: give a fuck
part nineteen: not dating
part twenty: away game
part twenty-one: at your pace
bonus: nervous and excited
part twenty-two: petal
part twenty-three: too messy
part twenty-four: drunk yoongi
part twenty-five: being stupid
part twenty-six: superior couple
part twenty-seven: iconic parties
part twenty-eight: twenty minutes
part twenty-nine: risk it
part thirty: reformed fuckboy
part thirty-one: nice change
part thirty-two: public event
part thirty-three: bars and clubs 
epilogue: on purpose
epilogue: fucking nerd
end
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muniimyg · a month ago
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casual // jjk
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while everyone on campus has their eyes on bangtan’s frat boys, the boys have their eyes set on yn. she’s a mini fashionista, has a small boba addiction, and is completely unaware of just how much these boys love her.
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after a romantic moment between jungkook and yn, chaos and tension arise between good friends.
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PAIRING: jungkook + oc
GENRE: idiots to lovers, college fuckboy! au, bts fratboy! au, slow pining, love triangle, crackhead au + angst if you’re a crybaby, social media au + written scenes
WARNINGS: love / hate friendships, explicit language, implied smut + actual smut 
PARTS: 21 / 25  
NOTE: this social media au was originally posted by me (@/omot7) in 2020-2021. i have deactivated that account and took down this social media au. i did not like the way the original felt so rushed and unclear. however, after some thinking and ultimately feeling attached to this story, i welcome you to it’s remake.
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INDEX
00 | intro
01 | mind control
02 | always nice
03 | pancakes 
04 | mwah
05 | not me 🖊
06 | confession
07 | holy
08 | (k)ca(l)ke
09 | goodnight 🖊
10 | tell me smt
11 | attitude 
12 | nudes
13 | shut up 
14 | get this
15 | pink camellias 🖊
16 | betrayer  
17 | doodles
18 | be a friend
19 | ice skating
20 | make it with you
21 | how to fix a fuckboy
22 | 23 | 24 | 25 
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EXTRAS
— why jungkook calls yn baby 
— when yn tells jungkook she’s allergic to rain 
— when it’s a good morning  
— when it irks him 🖊
— taehyung’s msgs
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yonkimint · a month ago
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Still Want You [Jin x Reader] - In Progress
y/n and Tae have been best friends ever since they challenged each other to a race on the monkey bars in grade school and y/n fell and broke her arm instead. Since then, they’ve been inseparable and, along with the rest of their band of chaos — Jimin and Tae, they do everything together and more importantly, they tell each other everything too.
That is, of course, until Tae’s older brother, Jin, comes home from college...
When their worlds collide unexpectedly, Jin is surprised to find that the little nuisance who used to haunt his house is all grown up. What’s more, he thinks he might be falling for her.
She might be falling for him too.
But as their circles clash, will those budding feelings be enough to last?
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schedule: every other day 1 AM CST
warnings ⛔️ : 18+ only please! There aren’t any explicit scenes but there’s suggestive language so please read at your own discretion! Other trigger warnings include: death of a parent, abuse, underage drinking, alcohol use in general, cursing, suggestive language (subject to be added to.)
taglist (send an ask or leave a reply if you want to be added): @pb-n-juju @jikooksgirl19 @sopebubbles @halesandy @unadulteratedlyunique @bangtantruffle @danny-boy27 @esteemedsalt @lyra0cassiopeia @breathing-inthemoon @daydreambrliever @hey-itsmina @bri-mal @alinaax3 @pineapple-hoseok @dreamamubarak @lilacdreams-00 @bubblytaetae @proflyndo @just-another-keysmash @90s-belladonna @letmebreathepls @jaiuneamesolitaiire @kawennote09 @friendlywraith @lenaumino @theestrangeddreamer @yoongicap @lostbitvh @xxxanimangxxx @curedblues @thehuntresswolf @kissme-ornot @lochness-butmakeitsexy @goldenhoney-cas @naajix @jinscharms @may1996s @broken-glowsticks @sunflowerbebe07 @apolloxxivmin @juju-227592 @somelazysundays @jooniesbanoonies @annoyingtimemachinee @piecesofapril11​ @malewife-supremacy @brit97 @magicalmarauder @fairy-jaykay @chieftoadturkeynickel
PARTS:
Intros
1. We made a deal.
2. Chill DAD!
3. Drunk Girls
4. a YOU problem
5. Enjoy Fatherhood
6. The Afterlife ✎
7. Debt
8. Spying
9. To Spite Us
10. But ARE you?
11. I am
12. Diabolical ✎
13. don’t want to leave
14. Brunch
15. Let oppa make it better
16. Share with the class
17. Unkissed ✎
18. Cervical Exam
19. One Month
20. New Stepdad
21. Third Wheeling (12.4.21)
22. 39.7 Hours (12.6.21)
23. What happens in the sound booth (12.8.21)
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sopebubbles · a month ago
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Synopsis: Campus activist Yn was only looking for a one night stand with campus fuckboy Namjoon, but they're both in for more than they bargained for, with many lessons for both to learn along the way.
Status: updates every other day, midday US
Pairing: fuckboy!Namjoon × feminist!reader | side pairings: Taehyung × Jimin, maybe others
Genre: social media au + writing (it's actually a lot of writing to be considered strictly smau but hey, smut), college au, smut, plot with porn, angst
Themes: e2l? Student life, me being on my soapbox about how men are trash
Warnings: this whole au is adult content, NSFW, 18+, CHILDREN KEEP OUT. A lot of sex and alcohol. Mentions of rape.
Disclaimers
Character profiles: yn, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jin, Jungkook, Lisa, Jennie and Rose
Chapters:
One: they aren't orgies
Two: down ✏
Three: sex positive
Four: nosy bitch
Five: love yourself, bitch
Six: you up?
Seven: do what you do
Eight: no straight guys 🎉
Nine: shape of you✏
Ten: dickmatized
Eleven: moonchild
Twelve: juice
Thirteen: a terrible surprise
Fourteen: dangerous woman✏
Fifteen: a sexy mouse
Sixteen: that den of iniquity
Seventeen: shivers ✏
Eighteen: 👀 yourself Jimin
Bonus: who the hell am I?
Nineteen: nerd kink
Twenty: rumors
Twenty-one: brownies
Twenty-two: love me harder ✏
Twenty-three:all the rumors are true
More soon
Authors notes:
Kim Jisoo is the face claim for yn. I don't really listen to blackpink, but the other girl's are her friends bc I wanted yn to have girlfriends for once.
This takes place at an American university and will reflect many aspect of American college life (though of course there's not typical experience). Sometimes I write their names in the American style and I promise it hurt me too.
The Beta Tau Sigma boys have a betting system where the standard bet is changing hair color, chosen by the maker of the bet. They can only change their hair through another bet or cutting their hair after 2 weeks of punishment.
Of you notice I say plot with porn. I try never to use sex in my stories without it serving the story in some way. In this one, the sex scenes always serve as a barometer for how their relationship is changing and who they are to themselves and each other at that point in the story. I do hope it's also 🥵
I'm sure I'll think of more soon.
Taglist: @halesandy @burningupp-replies @lilacdreams-00 @lilacdreams-00 @yoongiofmine @yonkimint @wholockian1 @lyra0cassiopeia @hobizi @bri-mal @41purpose
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burningupp · 2 months ago
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pairing: jimin x reader
genre: smau, strangers to lovers
warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of emotional shaming, cursing
summary: Park Jimin doesn't often get release. Once in a while, the entire group will go out to a club or a party to blow off some steam, but those occasions are few and far between. So one time when they all decide to go out together, he decides to hook up with some random girl, because damn it it's been too long. He dreads having to kick her out the next morning, but she's gone. Why does it make him sad that she didn't stay?
status: ongoing
updates: every Monday, Wednesday, Saturday
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one - jimin vs chairs
two - mildred
three - weird feeling
four - tea
five - fuckin m u s c l e s
six - the opening
seven - secret girlfriend
eight - well fuck
nine - somehow not creepy
ten - the worst
eleven - no.
twelve - anger
thirteen - take me away
fourteen - not slander if it's true
fifteen - it's what you're best at
sixteen - psychopathic tendencies
seventeen - let's get it
eighteen - swooping
nineteen - black hole
twenty - more punchable
twenty-one - exclusivity
twenty-two - okay
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knpjpr · 26 days ago
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devoted to you : kth | sm masterlist
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🌷synopsis: "you’re a bratty idol with a temper. he’s a silent trained and skilled bodyguard who can’t speak his mind. you don’t get along, but you both can’t seem to get one another off each other’s mind.”
character analysis: taehyung is a silent knight in shining armor. it drives you insane. he can never speak his mind, but under that thick layer of introvert lies a beautiful soul.
⇆ a/n: if you'd like to be added to the taglist, send me an ask ! <3
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⇆ fic type: social media, enemies to lovers
⇆ main pairing: bodyguard!tae x idol!reader
⇆ side pairing: sope
⇆ warnings: explicit language, smut, mature themes, alcohol usage, etc !
⇆ status: updates on sunday, tuesday, and thursday
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CHAPTERS-
characters - yn’s besties
characters - taehyung’s group
prologue - new bodyguard
chapter one - a reason
chapter two - absolute shit
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sunsetkook · 2 months ago
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🌟 miracle man 🌟
synopsis | jungkook’s face is on the netflix homepage and every magazine cover in the country. you co-own a tiny coffee shop and an even tinier apartment. one day, he stumbles into your life like a miracle—literally. 
pairing | actor!jungkook x barista!reader
genre | social media au; fluff; eventual spicy content
updates | twice a week between 8 PM and 10 PM EST
current status | ongoing
tag list | please send me an ask to be added!
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🌟 character bios
🌟 part 1 :: 3 am
🌟 part 2 :: what in the fanfic–
🌟 part 3 :: charming
🌟 part 4 :: coming soon!
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all rights reserved © sunsetkook. no modification, reposting, translating, or other use of this work is allowed.
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bts-reveries · 2 months ago
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feelings || jjk
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feelings
๑ masterlist ๑
pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: fluff and a hint of angst
summary: Jungkook and Y/n have been best friends since high school. They were together basically 360 days out of the whole year. Whatever Y/n wanted to do, Jungkook was always down for it. Every happy memory they had, they were with each other. You just can’t imagine them not being friends. Oh.. well Jungkook can, actually. I mean, he can imagine them to be more than friends. At least that’s all he ever thinks about. Jungkook loves Y/n. Of course as a friend and more than that. They have everything in common. In his eyes, she’s perfect for him. Jungkook just wishes that something they can also have in common was the feelings he has for her.
a/n: starting off with the first au of the college series! hope you all enjoy this just as much as our last adventure <3
read this first if you haven’t yet!
the meteor shower
it’ll start off our series ~ everything that happens now is after what happened in that drabble!
also, listen to this song: feelings by lauv
it was the inspo :)
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intro
part one: how dare you
part two: gross
part three: magic shop
part four: cutest “couple”
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taglist: pretty please send an ask to be added! limit is 50 blogs :)
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dolliejoon · 14 hours ago
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yn’s soulmates <> infinity
in a world where soulmates define ones capability in the world, you’re stuck begging to any high power up there to not assign you any. luck is never on your side though, not when you come to realize that the fucked up universe assigned you seven soulmates. and god, are they hot, which only makes it all the more difficult to ignore the persistent men.
authors note. the literally lomls. buttttt as an fyi, they’re all also soulmates and are together!!!
taglist! @borahebangtan @kawennote09 @dreamamubarak @btsarmymochi97 @tsukkisukkii @elleisaletter (send an ask or comment on the stories masterlist to be added!)
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kimnjss · 2 months ago
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beside you | ksj/pjm sm au
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banner by: @dee-ehn
🖇 synopsis:
— 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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pairing: solo artist!jimin x idol!reader // actor!jin x idol!reader
fic type: social media au
side ships: (frenemies) taekook...
genre: smut!! idol au, secret dating/fake relationships, love triangle au, slight themes of infidelity… which of course means angst!
*BYR: jin and jimin aren’t friends, they only know of each other. jin’s friends and yn’s friends hang out often so they’re in the same circle.
updates: everyday!
status: ongoing!!
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 !!
IF YOU AREN’T GETTING TAG NOTIFS, TURN ON MY NOTIFS!! I UPDATE EVERYDAY BTWN 1PM-3PM PST!!
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parts:
prologue/profiles: yn and entourage
prologue/profiles: jimin and friend
prologue/profiles: jin and company
part one: acquaintances with benefits
part two: silent sex
part three: wild night
part four: nameless model
part five: settling down
part six: publicity stunt
part seven: perfect boyfriend (time jump)
part eight: no cameras
part nine: been a while
part ten: the start
part eleven: generally wondering
part twelve: moved on
part thirteen: old classmates
jimins ep (191029)
part fourteen: funny business
part fifteen: test run
part sixteen: clout chasing
part seventeen: no more hiding
part eighteen: high school sweetheart
part nineteen: same cycle
part twenty: something’s missing
Q&A
part twenty-one: just landed
part twenty-two: rain check
part twenty-three: hooking up
part twenty-four: third wheel
part twenty-five: really focused
part twenty-six: mutual split (time jump)
yn’s album (sola)
part twenty-seven: subtle promo
part twenty-eight: best behavior
part twenty-nine: beside you
part thirty: more serious
epilogue
end
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v-hope · 4 months ago
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“it's 2am. your lover is still playing video games in the living room, so you grab your pillow, settling yourself in between your lover's thighs as you watch them play, and soon enough, you're asleep again” with 🌺 jk pretty please??
Turning over to find nothing next to you in bed, where every single night your long term boyfriend would be, you whined — eyes heavily opening and adjusting to the darkness of the room as you heard a muffled sound coming from the living room.
Looking at the hour on your nightstand’s clock displaying the numbers 2:00, you sighed. Although it was no surprise for Jeongguk to be up at 2am on a Friday night, you were not happy over the fact that he was awake in the living room and not in bed with you, maybe watching a movie or trying to hold back eventual giggles as he watched funny videos on his phone as you soundly slept beside him.
Not giving it a second thought, you removed the covers from your body and grabbed your pillow, holding it tightly against your chest as you made your way over to the living room. Even though the only light in the room came from the TV, it wasn’t hard to find Jeongguk right in front of it, with a blanket covering his legs while he sat on the couch next to a fast asleep pupper — Tigger being just like you when it came to cherishing your sleep.
Standing by the entrance and staring at the PS controller in his hands, your eyes instinctively travelled to the TV, not being able to keep them from rolling in amusement. Of course he was still trying to pass the one stage he had been stuck in for a few days now.
Now, after three years of being together, you knew well enough you would not convince him to go back to bed until he was ready to let the game go. No matter how many times he nodded and hummed to let you know he was listening to you, he would always end up being too invested to actually go to sleep like you told him to.
So, not even trying anymore, you went up to him.
Jeongguk smiled as soon as he was aware of your presence — not a word coming out of his mouth, yet pausing his game and holding the blanket on his lap up for you to get in with him. Doing as he had silently motioned for you to, you sat down between his legs, resting your back on his chest, and smiling contentedly when he tucked you in with him and pressed a small kiss to the crown of your head, before his arms rested around you so he could keep playing.
“Are you winning?” you asked, eyes already closed yet still being nosy as you were.
“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” he answered with another question.
You smiled tauntingly. “Do I take that as a no?”
This time, a quite loud giggle escaped your lips, after hearing a small, whiny ‘aish’ coming from your boyfriend’s lips.
Opening your eyes and staring up to him, you reached up to plant a sweet kiss to the spot under his jaw. “I’ll have you know I only date winners, bun”.
“Yeah… Not sure about that, petal”.
Jaw hanging open at his passive aggressive comment towards your asshole of an ex, who was hardly ever brought up anymore, you gave him a light shove — one that had him both laughing lightly and calling you out on almost making him lose.
“Well, I’ll have you know I only intend to date winners from now on” you corrected your previous statement.
Jeongguk smiled at that, eyes still fixed on the video game in front. “I thought you only intended to date me from now on? Considering we’ve already made our life together?”
“Mhm…” you pressed a kiss to the crook of his neck. “Like I said, a winner”.
Your words earned a snort from him, shaking his head in amusement.
“Give me a few more hours and I’ll be just that”.
You whined, throwing your head back on his shoulder and hugging your pillow tighter to your chest. “It’s already two in the morning”.
“Exactly,” he nodded. “There’s a whole night to go”.
“But I’m tired” you pouted.
“Then close your eyes, baby”.
Huffing at his smartass answer, you ended up doing as told, letting go of your pillow and turning slightly towards him, so you could nuzzle his neck and place your arms around his waist.
“I will change the Play Station to our bedroom so you have no choice but to stay next to me while I sleep”.
Jeongguk chuckled silently at your supposedly threatening words, causing a smile to curve up the corners of your mouth over the way his chest trembled because of that.
“I tend to curse and whine a lot, though” he pointed out what you already knew — if anything, he was trying his hardest not to do any of those things right then, so you could have a good sleep. “You won’t mind?”
You shook your head no, a tired yawn coming out of your mouth as you inevitably began to drift off to sleep. “As long as I get to sleep with you…” your shoulders moved up in a faint shrug. “Plus, you won’t have me coming here being all clingy and keeping you from moving while I lie on top of you like I am now”.
He smiled wholeheartedly, pausing his game for a moment when he felt your body relax on his when you finally entered your dream, as if you had not been bickering with him only ten seconds ago.
Resting his back down lower against the couch so you could lie down more comfortably on his chest, he adjusted his arm over you so you wouldn’t slide down, later removing a strand of hair from off your closed eyes and lovingly staring at your sleeping face for a few seconds; not being able to hold himself back from pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead before he could resume his game.
“I don’t mind this at all”.
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writerforkpop · 4 months ago
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Not His Type 💜
// jjk x reader au
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On your first day of university you were warned of campus’ biggest player, Jeon Jungkook. He was known for romancing girl after girl, only to drop them less than two weeks later. Over the past year, you’ve noticed Jungkook’s obvious type, which is the complete opposite of yourself. One day you share this observation with a friend and in response they propose an interesting bet. An all expense paid vacation if you get the infamous player Jungkook to fall for you by spring break. Not wanting to spend your time off at home, you agree to the bet. Getting Jungkook interested in you seems easy enough considering he’ll chase after anything in a skirt. Except the one problem; you’re not his type.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Genre: romance, enemies to lovers, angst
Status: Completed
Character Profiles
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Masterlist
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herherteartear · 5 months ago
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mean girls finish last | jjk
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précis— jungkook lived his life one girl at a time. or two. or three. and with a body like his, he wasn’t planning on slowing down. at least, until he met you. you, with a pretty face and an ugly heart. you, who was simply mean and knew how to play a dangerous game.
pairings— fuckboy, stuntman!jungkook x mean girl!reader
warnings— mostly language, suggestive pics, raunchy texts lmaoo, reader is rlly rlly mean hahaa
a/n— the second story in the 'welcome to bangtan' series!!! i'm excited for this story bc the oc is going to be real different from all my other oness👀 and this jungkook is going to be so adorable! pls don't forget to let me know ur thoughts along the way <3 !
welcome to bangtan masterlist
!!! side note— this smau is going to draw a lot of inspiration from an old show i love called ‘Jackass’ ! if you don’t know what it is, it’s a show where a group of friends pulled pranks and carried out crazy stunts
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taglist is open, pls send me an ask or comment to be added <3!!!
teaser
intro: yn +
intro: jungkook +
one: self discovery shit
two: calm down shakespeare
three: i always do
four: thirsty line
five: walk of shame pt. 2
five and a half — written
six: 67 doors
seven: narbie
eight: brother sister date
nine: BACKWARFS
ten: candy😈
ten and a half: stupid boy — written
eleven: shitty shitty day
twelve: hobi the lifeguard
thirteen: then i’ll pay it
fourteen: goody!!!
fifteen: some space
sixteen: bottom tier fuckboy
seventeen: A side
eighteen: B side
nineteen: favoritism😐
twenty: slow and steady
twenty one: meanie head
the end <3
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