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fruitmins · 1 year

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Purple Car | jungkook

➭ summary: in which jungkook is a successful solo idol and your his long time girlfriend that he hasn’t seen in almost two months. again. it’s starting to feel like your more like distant friends more than lovers so when you unexpectedly disappear, jungkook goes the distance to try to find you.

➭genre: solo idol jk x reader, drabble

➭warnings: none really. a little angsty and depressing. there’s a couple bad words

➭note: first post🥳 | heard a snippet of the acoustic version of ‘car outside’ and this was the outcome sooo feedback would be appreciated.

Jungkook’s eyes begin to strain as he stared at the blue screen with wide and glossy eyes. He didn’t care how badly he was damaging his eyes. It didn’t even cross his mind for a second. He could barely process the information that was on the screen. But still, he stared at it in disbelief. How could he care about himself when the most important person he cared about was missing?

‘nearest train station’

‘train tickets to Daegu’

According to your laptop that was the last thing you had googled. The last time you had used it being almost an hour ago.

His heavy heart sank. Would the train be gone by now?

No. He didn’t want to think of the possibility that you actually left him. You two had always talked about going to Daegu together. Going out to hotels and spending the days happily touring together.

Jungkook’s throat ran dry as he thought about the word touring. When was the last time he actually spent quality time with you? He had just came back from a month tour, promoting his new solo album. He had spent weeks prior getting ready for it and his schedule became full in an instant.

He felt bad and had always planned on making up for lost time as soon as he was done. He knew that after his company would leave him alone for once and he was set on making you his top priority after.

He always made sure to call you at least once a day when on tour, or send little gifts and things to the house in an attempt to cheer you up.

Jungkook glanced around the room, some of his latest gifts not even out of the box. At first, he was constant with the calls and gifts. They would be sweet and meaningful. But as the tour continued the more tired he got. His calls were short and late at night and his gifts became small and less frequent.

His stomach swelled with guilt at the thought. How could he do this to you? Abandon you, make promises, and give you false hope. He remembered the words he said to you to cheer you up.

‘It’ll be over soon before you know it.’

‘When I get back we’ll have the best nights of our lives.’

‘I promise to call you more babe.’

‘I promise I’m fine babe, everything will go back to normal when I’m done.’

‘Stop fucking freaking out so much.’

Most of the time, his mind was clouded by exhaustion and pressure he forgot about the things he said. It felt like all the nights before he slept was like a drunken blur. All he could remember was being on stage and wanting to do good for his fans.

Well now he remembered. All the dry talks between you two. All of the half hearted things he said while slurring, barely awake. Sometimes almost yelling at you whenever you spoke to loud or to much. It was clear as time went he became more moody and distant.

He felt sick.

On the king sized bed, next to the earlier gifts laid your phone. No wonder you hadn’t been answering your phone. Did you really go the extra mile to leave everything at home?

No, he thought again. This must mean your in the house. Maybe the shower, or you went for a walk. Why would you leave your phone?

He tapped on the screen as it lit up. His handful of text showed on the screen. Your phone was almost dead and seemed completely untouched.

12:02AM

Even though he knew you never took showers this late, he went to the master bathroom to take a peek. Nothing. There was limited places you could be hiding, and he had already checked the place once he realized you weren’t home when he first arrived. You weren’t ANYWHERE. Not even in the guest bedroom.

Now he was really starting to panic as realization set in. He had screwed up. He had played with your emotions. He had left you one to many times. Now you were leaving him.

Now he was feeling everything that you had been for the past month and a half, and every other time a big event happened. He felt abandoned, sad, ditched and empty. How the fuck did he not realize what he was doing? How did he not realize how you were feeling? Why didn’t you talk to him? Did you? Not like he could really remember if you had.

‘nearest train station’

He clicked on your past search to see the exact responds. Shit. It wasn’t that far from the house. Only fifteen minutes to be exact. And you had been ghosting him for an hour.

He sprung into action at the realization. He would just had to hope that the train didn’t leave yet. To just hope that you went to early or that you had changed your mind.

He jumps into his car. Not caring that he wasn’t even supposed to be out this late, especially not in his recognizable purple car. Something even his fans knew was his prized possession since he and your favorite color was purple. In his purple car he felt like any other normal person. Especially when you were in the car with him. Now if just felt empty.

He practically sped to the train station (he actually did go over the speed limit a little), immediately parking his car in a random lot before booking it inside the large building.

Inside, he is immediately hit by a sense of bustling activity and the sound of people rushing to catch their trains as his eyes try to scan to look for you. Even though it’s early in the morning, there’s still a bunch of people.

Even when it’s a little dark inside the station since the sun isn’t up yet, he can spot a variety of posters and signs, displaying information about train schedules, destinations, and services available at the station.

He runs to the board, looking for the word Daegu and the color from his face drains when he finds it. The last train to Daegu had left at 11pm. Almost an hour ago. And what’s even worse is that he couldn’t even get a ticket till six.

He almost growled at the board out of anger. What he wasn’t going to do was sit around for five hours while you would be at a foreign place with no phone and nothing to defend yourself with. Especially since you were arriving at such a late time. He was not going to sit around when he had a perfectly good private jet.

Jungkook didn’t care who he woke up. He was the most successful man under his company and getting even more popular around the world. If he wanted a private jet ready at twelve o clock, he was going to get it.

Jungkook would be arriving to Daegu a big whopping thirty minutes before you, and it would take him a decent amount of time to get to the train station you would be arriving it. In short, Jungkook was seriously cutting it short.

If he was even a second to late, you’d disappear into the sea of people and his chances of finding you would decrease drastically by the minute.

Despite being exhausted and sleep deprived, Jungkook couldn’t sleep on the jet. He couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat. All he could do is refrain himself from tearing out his own hair by repeating calling your number, listening to your voice mail for comfort since he knew you wouldn’t answer.

Once his phone had died, all he had was his thoughts. The depressing feeling of sorrow and loss took over him as he cried his eyes out. He missed you and he hated that he drew you away. He hate that he hurt you. He couldn’t imagine a life without you. He wanted to marry you for God’s sake. He felt like his chest was crashing the more he was away from you.

Finally, after he arrived he had a car waiting for him to take him to the train station. He had requested the same purple car he had left back at home, it didn’t feel right picking you up in an all black shaded windowed limo. Whenever you both went somewhere you took that car. You two had spent camping trips and dinner dates in that car. Sure it was newer and wasn’t his car but it was close enough.

He drove himself to the train station and ran inside the building as fast as he could. His face was hidden with a hat and mask as he tried his best to blend in with the people while still desperately trying to reach the platforms.

When he did, he saw one train already letting off a load of people. Jungkook immediately grew terrified. Did you already get off? Did he already lose you? A million thoughts ran through his head as his eyes started to water again.

He didn’t stop walking till he was at the front of the platform, watching as the people who got off with smiles reunited with family members or friends.

Jungkook watched the train empty, looking through the windows in hopes of getting a glimpse of you still inside. But it was mostly empty. You must of been one of the first people to get off. You must of been in a rush to get away from him. To start over. To leave him like he had done you.

Jungkook’s heavy head dropped, looking straight at the ground with closed eyes as tears started to fall. Grieving over the loss of his soulmate. And he could only blame himself.

He wished he could turn back time and do things differently, but he knew that was impossible. All he could do now was try to pick up the pieces of his shattered life and move forward, even though he had no idea how to do that without his wife by his side. But he would always missing you piece of his life..

“Jungkook?”

Jungkook’s body immediately froze at his name. The voice was behind him and spoke with a shaky voice but he was positive it sounded just like you. Was his mind fucking with him? Did he actually hear your voice? For the first time in a month? Were you still here? Did he still have a chance?

He swallowed a lump in his throat as he turned around, a little cautious. His breathing stopped when he met your red eyes. It was you. Only a couple steps away from him. You looked different. More skinny, you had on older clothes. Not the ones he bought you. And he could tell by your tear stained cheek and puffy eyes that you had been crying for a while. But you still looked beautiful. He missed your eyes, your touch, your smell..

Without giving it a second thought, he jumped towards you. His arms immediately wrapped around you as he gave you a tight hug and held you. His tears were spilling more violently as he sobbed into you. Relief rushed through him as he held you. You didn’t push him away, but you didn’t exactly hug him either. But he didn’t care. As long as he got to hug you. He was scared of letting you go. He didn’t want you to leave, and he didn’t want to leave either.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He managed to choke out and soon enough you began to cry with him, becoming emotional in his arms. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He repeated, the first genuine words he said to you in a while. Your familiar soothing smell with the warmth of your small figure stopped him from having a full out panic attack.

“Jungkook I—“ you started to speak but he quickly shook his head, pulling away to analyze your face. He looked into your eyes with such relief and care but sadness still filled his expression. He was still scared you wouldn’t forgive him. That he had still lost you.

“I’m terrible Y/N. I didn’t realize just how much I let my job take over my life. Our life. I missed you Y/N I really did. I love you. I love you more than myself. I don’t wanna leave you anymore.” He said quickly pulling you back into a tight embrace, and this time he almost melted when your arms wrapped around him. He wanted to say so much more but he couldn’t form the words. It was paining him just seeing you cry.

“Please, give me a second chance to fix things. I’m not going anywhere without you Y/N.” He said, his desperate words spoken in a firm voice. He wanted to let you know just how serious he was about his words.

“Don’t promise anything..” you mumbled. The first proper-ish sentence you’ve said the whole time. He missed your voice, it wasn’t the same over the phone but your words stung. Did you not trust him? Did you think he would abandon you? Cause if so he’d get on his knees and propose to you right there.

“I just don’t want you to leave. I don’t want to leave you.” He sobbed into your shoulder honestly. Jungkook had always been a little shy with crying, even in front of you. But he was willing to expose himself to you. To let you know how he really felt.

“I-I won’t. Leave..” You choked out in a low voice and Jungkook was immediately over the moon. All his worries and fears washed away at your words. “I love you.” You spoke, this time in a stronger but gentle voice as his grip loosened a little around you.

He responded by pulling down his mask and kissing you with starving lips. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled your body against his. You kissed him back, melting in his touch as the world around you disappeared. You both had missed each others touch and you practically cried of happiness at the familiar warmth of his lips on yours.

When you pulled away to catch your breath, Jungkook leaned his forehead so it was touching yours. He closed his eyes and took everything in as he continued to hold your waist. Never would he be leaving you again. Never.

— A YEAR LATER —

“You ready for the tour baby?” Jungkook asked you in a gentle and soothing voice when he slithered behind you, wrapping his arms around you and putting his head on your shoulder. He gave you a kiss on your neck as he watched you pack your large suitcase.

“Absolutely. I can’t wait to visit all the different places.” You said with a wide smile as you leaned into his touch. When Jungkook cleared his voice you giggled. “And watch you preform of course.” A satisfied smirk showed on his lips at your response.

“Well I’m glad your happy.” He replied with a warm smile, his voice filled with joy and happiness.

Because what you didn’t know was that on the last day of the tour in Daegu, Jungkook was going to propose to you after singing Still With You.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts x female reader #jungkok #jungkook fic #jungkook smut #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook imagine #jungkook oneshot #bts angst #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x you #bts x army #bts idol au #bts ot7 #bts reactions

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woncon · 7 months

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☼ wake up !

or four drabbles about waking up beside your boyfriends

☼various poly bts pairs x gn!reader

☼estabilished poly relationships, one swear word (damn), nicknames, kissing

☼special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

☼bts masterlist | main masterlist

☼ jin ┊ namjoon ☼

a rattling wakes you from your sweet sleep. something heavy has fallen to the floor. tired, you whimper and dive deeper into the blanket to protect yourself from the outside world: the sound, the sunlight coming through the window and the cold.

"damn," you hear the swearing as someone crawls back on the bed, wrapping their arms around your waist. you realise that the chill you felt was due to the fact that he wasn't lying behind you.

"did you fall, joonie?" you look out from under the duvet with half-closed eyes. the answer is an annoyed hum. "are you okay?" he buries his face in your neck and nods.

"go back to sleep. jin's alarm will go off soon, but you can rest until then."

you sigh and pull him closer to your back.

"you too." you roll over him, squeezing him a little, eliciting a surprised groan from him, and bury your head in his chest, pushing him further into the mattress. "i won't let you fall down again." namjoon smiles at how sweet you are half asleep, before sleeping again.

☼ hoseok ┊ yoongi ☼

you wake up to a gentle caress. the skin of your face, neck and shoulders tingle gratefully with the touch.

"what time is it? what day is it? what year is it? where am i? who am i?" you mutter a barrage of questions as you find yourself confronted with hoseok's smile and loving gaze. you usually wake up to this beautiful sight, and each time pushes you into oblivion: only he exists.

"haha, i ask the same question every time i see you two" hoseok giggles, then starts stroking and arranging your hair like you used to do with his.

"shut up!", yoongi groans tiredly, and then, hugging the other boy tighter, he presses a kiss on his shoulder, burying his head in the smaller boy's neck.

"grumpy sleepyhead," you laugh, and crawl closer to them, pushing the blanket a little lower over your body so you can hug more effectively.

yoongi sighs a couple of times and settles in again before kissing you to let you know that he is fine, that everything was fine with the nap, but that he would like to rest.

"another half an hour?" hoseok offers to the man lying behind him.

"one."

"fine, but you'll do the breakfast then" you agree, and greet hobie with a morning kiss.

"hmn." the eldest reaches out his arm to gently caress your waist until your wakefulness wears off.

☼ taehyung ┊ jungkook ☼

in the morning your only wish is to wake up in the arms of your boyfriends. although this is achieved, waking up now is unpleasant because of the noise it causes.

"it can't be true," jungkook mutters angrily, unbelievingly, against the thin skin of your neck, hugging you tighter. he wants to hide behind you, but when the horrible concert refuses to end, he groans crankily.

he sighs contently as he presses the pillow over his head, revealing more of his upper-body artistry: the sharp lines of his shoulders, his biceps and triceps, his abdominal wall thanks to the sliding blanket.

you're not happy about his estrangement, but you accept and understand it, hoping both of you get back to your dreams.

you imagine his chubby cheeks, parted locks and half-open eyes, so that you can go back to sleep, but the activity is precluded by the noise from outside.

"who's the idiot who mows the lawn at 4.30 a.m. on a sunday?" taehyung grumbles to his partners, or rather to you, that he is now half awake, but not in the mood.

"our neighbor, auntie kwon's daughter, who's been grumpy from the first moment she saw us."

"what can i say, she's off to a good start on her first day at her mother's." the eldest clings to you, pulls his body up on the bed and buries his head in the pillow. "i don't think i'll sleep until tonight." he declares that he's given up trying, unlike jungkook, who shows no signs of life except for breathing, so you conclude that his plan worked and he's taking a nap successfully.

"i'll join you," you announce, and kiss him. you're lucky to open your eyes, because it means you get to share in the sight of taehyung's first smile of the day. your heart melts, and only continues to flow as the other pulls the blanket over you to give you a more private kiss.

getting lost in the sound of your kissing and your occasional bursts of laughter, it feels like the lawn mower has been turned down. only you and taehyung exist, this is your own realm under the covers.

but the world will only be complete when jungkook resigns himself to the fact that he can no longer nap and climbs under the blanket, hoping to get some of the innocent love you are showering on each other.

his dreams come true, as taehyung leans over you and greets him with his lips, and you do the same after turning to him. meanwhile, taehyung is kissing your neck with sloppy kisses, and every area he can reach from the top of your pyjamas.

you'll sink into the tender caress: in this loving, sensual atmosphere, there's no room for anything heavy or distracting, neither of your minds focused on the song of the fierce shearing tool, but on each other, on the more precious, priceless spiritual factors.

☼ jimin ┊ yoongi ☼

you prefer to be woken by jimin, because you don't like ringtones, and he wakes the earliest of the three of you, snuggled up to your neck.

"pretty" this is how he starts the process, with little caresses and pecks. he continues to call and caress you until you wake up, embracing him, expressing that you are awake.

"good morning!" you return his many pecks with a kiss, then turn to your other side. if yoongi is not hanging around your waist then usually by morning he is facing the wall.

now it's your turn to wake up. you cover the free skin with your lips, and you're satisfied when the boy whimpers, it's a state of half-sleep.

"love!" you nuzzle against his body, whispering sweetly. you're getting a little chilly, you've pulled the covers off during the night. "chim and i want to cuddle you before breakfast." the boy, as if yoongi sees something of him, nods vigorously.

"hug each other," he murmurs, uninterested in the subject.

"are you trading us for sleep? is that what this is about?" you gasp in indignation, disappointment at his reaction. before you can really believe he's that mean, he flashes a yoongi grin and pulls you into his embrace. a surprised chuckle breaks out from you, and as jimin joins in, the three of you laugh at nothing, at sweet nothingness.

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bisexualrapline · 11 months

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bangtan literally everyday of chapter 2: don’t forget about bts please

armys literally everyday of chapter 2: i saw seven rocks together at the park today and i cried

#bro they really think we’re gonna forget them like….#so many things on a daily basis remind me of them #i even posted abt this recently but even when i’m just. making myself lunch. at my wfh job. i’m like hm i wonder what bangtan ate today #i just. can’t wait for 2025. and to show them that we never ever went anywhere nor will we ever ever go anywhere #.txt #bts #bts x army

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theiris-storyvault · 2 years

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“She’s good with me, right baby?”

Gamer! Jungkook X Reader

Warning: choking(?) respectfully, mentions of d!ck

Genre: Suggestive

a/n: I got this idea loosely from a TikTok I watched 😵‍💫 it made my head spin a bit ngl.

🎮

“Aim left idiot!” You hear your boyfriend shout aggressively from the hallway. It was 8 in the evening, you’d just finished eating dinner before Jungkook decided to disappear into his room to play his games. It had been a few days after he got home from his trip home to his parents and all you wanted to do was to spend time with him, but he had commitments to a charity stream with his friends over the internet. He promised he’d be done in 4 hours max, you got upset knowing this be the only time you get with each other before he needs to go back to work. So, as a compromise, he told you to get a chair to sit beside him as you read and he played, so you agreed. Upon reaching his room, you quietly push your own office chair beside him, plopping and sliding in relaxation. You’d brought your own phone to read and scroll as you waited for him to end.

The dark room was illuminated by Jungkook’s whole setup. The soft glow from his PC and CPU reflected against the white walls of the room. You sit silently beside him, shifting from time to time trying to find a comfortable position. You watch Jungkook assertively lead his team to victory once, twice, and three times, hearing a curse from him here and there out of frustration but making sure to mumble an apology to you for being so harsh, but it only makes you laugh. Soon after, the stream takes a break after a long game. “I’ll go get us some snacks, I’ve two hours left baby I promise,” He says, standing from his chair, stretching his legs lightly. You nod, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes. He chuckles, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’ll be back baby, can you sit here for a while and move the mouse? Just so my PC won’t sleep.” He says before walking out of the room. So you oblige, moving from your seat to his extremely warm seat. You place your palm on to his mouse and you move it minute after minute. It hadn’t crossed your mind that a stream meant that he had his camera on, so when you start seeing comments from other players about how you looked you were taken aback. Your eyes scan the setup and find his webcam, green light on. You try to cover your face with the hood of Jungkook’s jacket but it wasn’t enough, but you thought to yourself, It wasn’t harmful anyway, knowing it was Jungkook’s friend on the other end, so you didn’t bother anymore.

You continue to read the messages from top to bottom until you find a series of comments about you. The user had been asking you to leave Jungkook to be with him instead. Before you could react, you feel a hand on your neck slowly tightening, making you lift your head to face him. Jungkook aggressively smashes his lips onto your, lapping your lips up and over driving you wild. Once he pulls away he opens his mic and says “Cut it out, Jimin. She doesn’t need your small dick. She’s good with me here, right baby?” Too out of it to respond verbally, you nod, and with that, Jungkook shuts the camera along with the whole PC alarming you. “Woah, I thought you had 2 hours of game left? You ask, he huffs, pulling you out of the seat and purposefully crashing you onto his chest without saying a word. Making you giggle knowing he was frustratedly jealous.

#jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x you #jungkook story #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #bts jeongkook #bts scenarios #bts imagination #bts imagines #bts x you #bts x army #bts fic #bts jungkook

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jungkookslipring · 1 year

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As Long As I’m Here, No One Can Hurt You

AN: this is based off of a nightmare that I had a few years back and unfortunately I still remember it. What I wish I had was for someone to hug me when I woke up. That’s where AU Jimin comes into the picture

🔴TW: mentions of rape, no specific details but definitely mentioned in the story, plz read at your own risk.

Pairings: Jimin x reader 💛

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort ❤️‍🩹

Relationship: platonic 🫶🏽

You have had plenty of nightmares in your day, and some that just made absolutely no sense. This nightmare scared you beyond belief. It was something everyone, especially women, fear for every day when they’re alone. Your nightmare didn’t have a particular story line, you just remember falling asleep, and all of a sudden one of your worst nightmares happens. It felt real. Too real. You tried to scream, tried to fight, tried to call for help, but in your nightmare, you didn’t make a sound. It scared you. And you couldn’t wake up. When you finally woke up, you were sweating bullets with your heart beating at Mach 20. It was just a nightmare, but fuck did it scare you. You thought it was actually happening. The thought made you tear up, the fear of going back to bed was at an all time high. You were exhausted, but you’ve fallen back into nightmares and you knew damn well you didn’t want to dream of that ever again. A small sob snuck out between your lips as you curled up on yourself. You felt dirty, you felt violated, and you felt his hands on you, all over you, and you wanted nothing more than to never be touched again but also wanting to be held at the same time. Your prayers were answered when there was a small knock at your door. You let out another sob, a little louder this time, because you were so close to jumping out of bed and running away, but you knew whoever was at your door was just one of your friends.

“Y/n?” A voice whispered on the other side of the door. It was Jimin. Holy shit did you need a Jimin hug right about now. You sat up in bed with the blanket to your chin, and tears began pouring down your face.

“Y/n? Honey, can I come in?” He asked gently. You nodded rapidly before letting out a shaky “please”. He opened the door and quickly closed it. He couldn’t see you too well so he plugged in your fairy lights just to be able to see your face. His eyes widened when he saw two puffy eyes filled with tears staring back at them.

“What happened y/n? Did you have a nightmare?” He asked gently. He sat on your bed, giving you space since you seemed to be protecting yourself from something. You were protecting yourself from the awful man in your nightmare, not from Jimin. You nodded, and slowly reached out to the angel in front of you, silently asking for a hug. Jimin scooted closer in a slow manner so he wouldn’t startle you, and carefully pulled you into his arms, guiding your head to his shoulder. The warmth of his embrace triggered another sob to rip from your throat. Jimin was startled but he didn’t show it, he just held you close and ran his fingers through your hair.

“Shhhh shhh shhh you’re safe sweetheart, I promise no one can hurt you, I’m right here,” he whispered gently. He planted a kiss on top of your head as he continued to hold you. After a few solid minutes of you letting it all out on his shoulder, he asked what the nightmare was about, but assured you that you didn’t have to tell him if you weren’t comfortable. You decided after building up the strength, you told him. He kept a firm yet gentle grip on you as you explained what happened, reassuring you that you were doing great when you struggled to get the words out. In the end, you were crying again, but you were in Jimin’s arms, safe, away from anything that could hurt you. He said he was proud of you for speaking up, and that he was more than happy to stay with you if you liked. You agreed and for the rest of the night, you slept peacefully in your best friend’s arms. As long as you had Jimin, no one could hurt you.

#bts army #bts fanart #btsedit #bts jimin #jimin fluff #jimin x reader #jimin ah #jiminshiii #jimin angst #bts hurt/comfort #bts x reader #jiminie #jimin fanfic #bts fanfic #bts comfort #bts angst #bts x army

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jmdbjk · 7 months

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Good news

The gist is, they announced their contract renewal and they'll be back with this new contract starting in 2025.

A Board resolution? Bottomline: "they will be making Shitloads Of More Money." Supposedly a signing bonus of over $15 million. Nice.

All the other noise about the details is ... noise. I think all the speculation about "technicalities" are ... speculation. No one knows the exact details. The attorneys or representatives may have signed as proxy for Jin and Hobi and they will add their official signatures when they are discharged.

Hybe would not make a public announcement if it wasn't a done deal. I'm more glad that any rumors are now moot.

They especially wouldn't emphasize the word "exclusive" if it weren't.

I hope they are happy and fulfilled. I hope they don't have to wait too long before they are back on stage together because they've all said they want that. Even if it's a short performance, I hope they are able to do something as soon as they are all discharged ... release a single and do a music show... anything,

I want them to feel the stage together again, as soon as possible.

The big tours will come, I just want them to get that first one soon soon for their sake.

#apobangpo #bts x army

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calystuf · 6 months

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Namjoon ( lockscreen ) 🥢 𓂃ㅤ

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bonobonoyaatheart · 10 months

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Soup and Lullaby - Kim Seokjin

Summary: You are hungry and can't sleep. But your boyfriend is there to help you, in his sweet way.

Genre: Fluff

Pairing : Idol Seokjin x gn Reader

Word count: 543

As the night wore on and the hunger gnawed at your stomach, you found yourself unable to sleep. Restlessness consumed you, causing you to toss and turn in bed, the covers tangling around your limbs. Each passing minute felt like an eternity, and you couldn't help but feel guilty for waking Seokjin from his peaceful slumber.

Feeling the weight of your guilt, you turned to face Seokjin, gently nudging him awake. His eyes fluttered open, blinking away the sleep, and a concerned smile graced his lips. "What's wrong, my love?" he asked, his voice filled with warmth.

You sighed, a mix of frustration and hunger evident in your voice. "I can't sleep, Jin. I'm so hungry, and it's keeping me awake," you confessed, your stomach grumbling in agreement.

Seokjin's eyes widened in realization, and he sat up, fully awake now. "Oh no, I can't have my love hungry and sleepless," he said, a playful glint in his eyes. "Wait here, I have an idea."

With that, Seokjin slipped out of bed and disappeared into the kitchen. The sound of pots and pans clinking reached your ears, followed by the comforting aroma of simmering soup. Moments later, he returned, a tray in his hands, bearing a steaming bowl of warm soup and a gentle smile.

"Ta-da! Homemade soup, made with love," Seokjin announced, placing the tray on the bedside table. "I know it's not a grand feast, but I hope it will fill your tummy and bring you comfort."

You couldn't help but feel your heart melt at his thoughtfulness. "Jin, you didn't have to do this. Thank you," you said, your voice filled with gratitude.

Seokjin climbed back into bed, propping up pillows to create a comfortable nest. He handed you the spoon and encouraged you to eat, watching attentively as you savored each spoonful. The warmth of the soup spread through your body, easing both your hunger and your restlessness.

As you finished the last bite, Seokjin gently took the empty bowl from your hands, setting it aside. He turned to face you, his eyes softening with affection. "Now, my love, it's time for you to rest," he said, his voice laced with tenderness.

He pulled you into his embrace, the warmth of his body soothing your weary soul. You nestled against him, finding solace in his presence. With a gentle stroke of his hand against your hair, he began to sing. Being a singer made his comfort singing even sweeter. His voice was a lullaby that washed over you like a soft melody.

The worries and restlessness melted away as the familiar words of the lullaby enveloped you. Seokjin's voice, soft and gentle, filled the room, creating a cocoon of tranquility. With each word, you felt yourself drifting, your eyes growing heavy with sleep.

In Seokjin's embrace, you found peace. The rhythm of his heartbeat matched the melody of his lullaby, lulling you into a deep and peaceful slumber. The worries of the night faded away, replaced by dreams filled with love and warmth.

And as you slept soundly, Seokjin remained by your side, watching over you with a tender smile. In that moment, the world seemed to disappear, and all that mattered was the sweet serenity of your shared love.

A/N: Reblog and share if you like, and let me know what you think about this!

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lesbiansloveseokjin · 7 months

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day 301/548 of seokjin’s military service

these selcas were posted on 160814, with the caption:

Welcome, it’s been a while since (you have seen) these kind of filters right?

(T/N: A parody of Rap Monster’s first line in 쩔어 - trans cr: Mary @ bts-trans)

What even, how are you guys finding the colour so quickly… Right, here’s the original……..

(trans cr: Mary @ bts-trans)

I tried!!

(T/N: As in he tried to make it hard for us to unscramble this photo and obtain the original photo - trans cr: Mary @ bts-trans)

Goodnight

(trans cr: Mary @ bts-trans)

#seokjin playing games with army is my favorite thing in the world #seokjin #jin military countdown #160814 #bts x army

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akookminsupporter · 11 months

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🎶Even the desert becomes a sea and we swim forever

Even the lonely whale, now singing together

Because we’re together, it’s not scary even if we long for forever

Because my trust is in you, my one and only reason🎶

trad: @/miiniyoongs

#bts #bts x army #army x bts #bts festa 2023 #bts 10th anniversary

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army-in-the-stars · 2 months

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#those thighs of his #i never thought i would like someones thighs that much #he looks like a rock star #so sexy #yet so cute #kpop #jungkook x calvin klein #jk #jk x calvin klein #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jk bts #bts jk #jungkook bts #bts jungkook #bts #bangtan boys #bts x army #army

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krawiec95chaosu · 4 months

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christmas love

#jimin #bts #jikook #like crazy #bts army #kookmin #bts x army

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woncon · 8 months

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➳ a stubborn heart

➶ bts x fem!reader ｡˚ °

-ˏ` ✎﹏ you need to choose a future-husband at today's ball. Even if you love seven princes equally. Little do you know, the princes have a plan.

➴ genre: royalty au, fantasy, prince!bts, princess!reader, forbidden love, poly, fluff

: ̗̀➛ warnings: mentions of arranged marriage, but reader has some independence

⌨ :: 2.2K words ♡ ︵ . .

⁀➷ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely °♡̷•.

➳ bts masterlist | main masterlist

➴ a/n: i recommend listening to mdp's boy with luv orchestral cover while reading. i wrote this fic when i listened to it and it's such a masterpiece !

The princess and her father are descending a marble staircase covered with white carpets trimmed with gold. The participants of the ball all look up at and bow to the host. The man smiles and waves, while squeezing his child's properly held hand and whispering:

"Today you have to choose a prince for yourself. If you don't, I'll give your hand to Leopold."

You grit your teeth, trying not to grimace, still smiling softly. King Leopold is sixty-eight years old, he has had two wives. So far, has no successor, but rules a very rich empire not so far from your homeland. To keep peaceful relations, it would be a great deal if your dad made you marry him. But you would never be able to love that figure.

You were saved from this marriage - desired by your father only - by your mother, who convinced her husband to give you a chance of finding a man worthy of you, with whom you can spend your life happily.

This is your last opportunity to do so. Now, when all the possible princes have shown up, when they are waiting for you to give permission to propose.

"Do you understand me?"

You nod, yet you know you won't succeed, no matter how hard you try.

You already gave your heart away.

At the end of the stairs, the prince of the southern kingdom, Namjoon, whom you first met at the January ball, is waiting for you. The man is suave, wise, and has a library of magic in his mind and a seductive cavalcade of emotions in his heart.

He extends his hand and flashes a polite smile. He is donning an ice-blue coat and snow-white gloves. The king happily nods and hands you over to the young gentleman.

Namjoon leads you to the dance floor and doesn't say anything until you start dancing.

"Is this your last ball as an unmarried girl?" he asks in a whisper, probing.

"Yes, I'm afraid..." You let out a sad sigh. Namjoon turns you around and holds you in his arms again. As long as you look into his eyes, the thought of tomorrow is not so painful.

"Have you decided yet?"

"You know I can't."

Ever since you had met him, you had a turn on the dance floor together at every ball. You're titled as friends officially. This way, you can share your doubts and fears, the truth with the man.

That you're in love. Into seven princes at once, and it breaks your heart to choose between them, because you know they all would love you back.

Namjoon nods in understanding and your heart pounds in your throat, waiting for what advice he has to give. Although your companion's lips tremble, they do not form words. He breathes a gentle kiss on your silk-covered palm, then leaves you with your own company.

And you find yourself trapped not only by confusion, but also by another prince. You had met the man in the golden clothes at a ball organized by your family, and you danced almost all night. Pans are very good at music and entertainment.

"Hoseok!" you gently caress his shoulder as you continue from where you and Namjoon left off.

"Did you miss me?" The man smiles playfully, his face already flushed. Warmth spreads in your chest. You try to mentally separate from the strangeness of saying goodbye to your previous partner.

"Of course."

"And would you like to marry me, so that you will never suffer from my absence again?"

"I wish it was that easy." Your upper bodies touch as you take a step closer, hand in hand, as required by the choreography.

"It is that easy," he nods encouragingly. "Didn't Namjoon tell you?"

"Tell me what?" You take the prince's outstretched arm and walk around him.

"If he didn't say anything, I won't, either. Taehyung will fill you in."

"Did you organize something?" A spark of hope flares up in you. "Hoseok, please, ‘fess up!"

But your partner only shakes his head with a sweetly insolent smile, and the dance is over. You bow to each other, Hoseok kisses your hand and leaves.

You look around frantically, wanting to find the aforementioned prince, so that you can get the answer from him. You don't see him, and you don't move, therefore you're asked for a dance again.

"May I?" This time the hand is covered by a green satin glove. The color of nature, charm, elves. And Seokjin is their prince-to-be-married. A beautiful, humorous gentleman who is perfectly worthy of your heart.

You’d be a fool to reject the attractive Seokjin's request, but at the same time, you still don't give up your search for Taehyung with a troubled gaze.

"Have you seen Taehyung?" You ask as you stand on your tiptoes to look over his shoulder. Seokjin furrows his expertly arched eyebrows.

"You wouldn’t just accept his ring instead of my emerald, would you?"

"According to Hoseok, he supposedly has something to say to me."

"Oh," he smiles alluringly. "He has something, indeed."

"If you know, please don't torment me anymore. Tell me!"

"I can tell you, but it comes at a price." He leans to your ear, whispering. "Marry me."

"I wish I could." Your eyelashes flutter longingly. You two link your fingers, go around each other, and Seokjin spins you elegantly around your axis.

When the song is over and Seokjin has said his proper goodbye, you start your journey and break through the crowd. There is no way that the prince of the sirens is not here.

Then you see him - the handsome man dressed in gray, but suddenly another individual grabs your waist, and turns you towards him.

"Princess, you're magnificent." Even the voice of King Leopold is wrinkled as he pronounces these words, glancing at his prospective bridge in appreciation.

Finally, the prince of the mermaids enters the scene, who showed you glowing stones in the depths of the water for the first time, and gave you one, so that you would never forget him. You love him so much that you wouldn’t be able to do that.

"Excuse me, are you free for a dance, princess?" Jimin puts on his most charming smile as he bows and offers a helping hand.

Leopold frowns, reluctantly pulling you closer to him.

"She is dancing with me."

"Did you ask her?"

"Forgive me, Your Majesty." Your heart calms as soon as the king lets you go, and your palm slips between the warm fingers belonging to Jimin. Mermaids don't wear gloves, only bracelets made of small shells that wrap around their middle fingers.

"You could thank me by accepting our offer. You would never have to worry about this man again."

"What offer, Jimin? So far none of you have said anything, you've only hinted at things. If you don't fill me in, I'm afraid I'll pass out from excitement."

"Taehyung wants to tell you." Jimin holds your hips tightly as your back bends towards the ground.

"Then why didn't he come to me yet?"

"As much as we'd all dance the night away with you, there are other princesses and countesses besides you, and they have good taste, just like you."

"Was that a compliment?"

"I tried."

You notice that you're not dancing in unison. Although all of Jimin's movements are impeccable, everything is done to the rhythm, you evade couples in the process, getting closer to Taehyung.

Leopold - determined, in terms of his intentions - is getting closer and closer to you. The next dance form in the evening will be the first waltz. He certainly feels entitled to own your first waltz.

After distancing yourself from Jimin, you hustle in the opposite direction of where Leopold is. Yet a gentle touch lands on your covered wrist. You prepare to shake off the pushy, old king.

"Found you." It's not Leopold, but the prince of the wolves. Even though they have little dancing tradition, he waltzes perfectly and your first waltz at every single ball is his. His moves are dazzling. "May I have this dance?"

"You know it's always yours." You smile with relief as Jungkook pulls you close, and as you get lost in his brown eyes, the surrounding world and everyone in it falls apart.

He is donning a well-tailored red shirt, his jet-black hair hanging slightly in his eyes, and his smile is sweet. He is the same age as you.

"Are you excited?"

"I can't wait to find out what this is all about."

"You don't know yet?" You shake your head. "Then I'll be watching closely to see your reaction. Maybe it’ll be a bit of an unsettling experience, but even sweeter."

"You are all sly, the way you keep secrets from me."

Jungkook laughs. You step in front of and next to each other, in sync and harmony, as you fight the battle of words.

When the song is over, Taehyung can finally take your hand in his. At first you're so excited that you can hardly speak.

"Tell me!" The prince tilts his head. "The plan. Please."

The siren smiles. He can move his lips very charmingly. Near his home, on the beach, he had kissed you. You had almost lost your mind from the beauty, from feeling as if you were the most beautiful woman in the whole world for Taehyung.

"This is your last ball," declares the prince, then he leans closer to murmur the tingly continuation "Because we're running away tonight."

"What?" You step aside, luckily not onto your partner's feet.

But you can't pry for any more explanations at the moment, a short exchange of couples takes place, the male member of the couple dancing next to you grabbing you by the arm, making a circle before you could talk to Taehyung again.

"How?"

"All you need to do is go out to the balcony with Yoongi. He will fly you to his own land, where we will all gather, and from the moment you run away, you'll already be ours."

You'll be theirs. Your body goes numb at the thought that this is indeed possible: you don't have to choose, because you can have them all without your father inflicting a terrible fate on you.

"Hold me tight!" As if all the air had been squeezed out of your lungs. The surprise weighs heavily on your whole being. Euphoria and terror mingle in it - betrayal is being prepared, but for the sake of love.

"That is all I want." Taehyung hugs you, leads you and whispers sweet nothings about the future, begging you to agree. He doesn't know yet, that as soon as you heard the news, you were already in it. You just can't communicate this yet.

The dance is over.

"We’ll see each other again soon, right?" You smile, adjusting the silver seaweed crown on your partner's head, for whom this sparkling look and the hidden hint of the words are enough answers for his question. "Take me anywhere you want, because I am yours. And thank you for being mine."

"Forever." The boy leaves.

You close your eyes, sighing. You want to calm down, you don't want to seem suspicious. You can't screw up your only chance at actual happiness. You are beginning to like the fact that you found out the result of beating around the bush only now. If you had been aware of it before, it's not certain that you would have reached this part of the evening in such a peaceful state of being.

Finally, the prince of dragons, the seventh of your loves, approach you to dance at your last ball, but he notices something about your body.

"You're trembling..." He gently hugs your waist, stopping with you during the movement so that you move a little further on the floor.

Before your first dragon ball, you were afraid of the majestic but terrifying creatures. Until the prince led you into the flower maze and showed you his body covered in night gray scales.

His horns are still twisted towards the sky, but you don't feel even a slight bit of fear around him anymore.

"Did something happen?"

"I think I need some air." Then you lean a little closer, clinging to the other's shoulder with a pleading look. "Take me out of here, please."

Yoongi flashes a satisfied, proud grin, which beautifully paints his often gloomy face. He grabs your waist, holding hands with you, spinning and turning to reach the balcony door.

He opens it for you. The cool summer breeze caresses your bare upper arms, the liberating idea of distance. Yoongi takes your hand again and guides you to the railing, where he stands up himself and helps you - his beloved - up.

The depth is repulsive and attractive at the same time. Your legs are shaking.

"We're going to jump," he murmurs, then reassuringly adds: "Don't be afraid, I'll catch you."

"I trust you," you answer with a nod.

Then you jump, shutting your eyes, without screaming, and in the next moment, you're on a strong dragon's back between the two wings. You cling to the horns.

And you fly in the starlit night towards the land of dragons, freedom and love.

#female reader #fluff #royalty au #poly kpop #poly bts #bts x y/n #bts x fem!reader #bts x you #bts x reader #bts x army #SoundCloud #poly bts x reader

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