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things you don't know (2) | jjk

summary: the aftermath of jimin's party is weighing on your mind and you wonder if you have the courage to face jeon jungkook again.

✨ title: things you don't know (part 2) ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: PG-13 ✨ genre/au: angst | ex best friends!au | ✨ word count: 3.8k ✨ warnings: pov switch, we get to find out what happened to reader's panties, jimin's a menace, but overall a good friend :'), minor language, reader loves to threaten her friends (in a loving way ofc), jk & reader talk (properly), not really a warning but a mint mojito is a iced coffee drink not alcohol lol ✨ a/n: hi??? we're back with these two :') I didn't think anyone would like the first part that I wrote bc it was so angsty! lol but I'm so happy it was well received. i hope this gives everyone some closure. also, i'm scared of this flopping bc so many people asked for another part. i was so close to not writing it, but alas here it is. as always, i'd love to hear your thoughts. don't be afraid to drop any questions or comments. gonna go hide now, byeeee!

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~ JK POV ~

A haze of darkness loomed in the early hours of the morning. The night sky should've been clear according to the weather icons on Jungkook's phone. Could it be that his eyes are deceiving him? Were they hazy and cloudy? If he rubbed them, would the sky finally be clear? Or maybe you have blurred his vision, distorted his mind.

As if you weren’t already on his mind 24/7, 365 days for the last seven years. Your prodigal return has made him want to be close to you again, see how you were doing, and see if you had somehow found a way to forgive him. Your appearance at tonight’s party confirmed you must’ve hated him and could never find it in your heart to forgive him. At least, that’s what he thought.

On his late-night drive after dropping off Josie, he went the long way home through the city streets. He ended up at the park where you used to stargaze when you needed to clear your mind, and it was one of those nights for him.

You had taken over every fiber of his being, capturing his heart and holding him hostage. You’ve haunted him every day of his life since you left. At least when the two of you were in school, he could see you in class and the hallways, but once you left, there was no way to keep track of you, that is, until you started posting your college adventures on Instagram. He’d see your stories and how you’d come home to visit your parents and old friends, but of course, you wouldn’t see him. Why would you? He hurt you.

He replays tonight’s events—studying every word, every facial expression, your body language. He’s looking for a way to make it right, a way back into your heart. He doesn’t like it when you’re hurting, doesn’t like it when you’re mad at him, and especially doesn’t like it when you hate him.

He wished he could redo the last seven years and the moment when he decided to kiss Josie. He should've just left Jimin’s and come to yours, confessed his feelings, said how much he’d missed you, maybe even been brave enough to ask if he should go with you to college. Maybe he could’ve saved a lot of heartache for you, himself, and even Josie.

He took a deep breath, exhaling the unease lingering throughout his body. Opening his eyes, he realized the sky finally cleared out. He tucked one hand behind his head, and with the other, his finger traced constellations into the shape of animals—a little game you used to play together.

Thoughts raced through his mind: Do you still have a love for stargazing? Did you find a new spot? Did you have someone to accompany you? Or did you go by yourself? He guessed he’d never find out the answers to his questions.

“You’re coming in late. Or early. Were you with Josie?” Jimin’s sitting at the dining table, sipping on his coffee.

Jungkook shook his head. “Just out.”

“Man, it was good to see ____, right? I haven’t seen her since we graduated. Did you catch up with her?” He shifted in his seat, his foot pushing against the table’s leg, causing his chair to lean back. He licked his lips, suppressing a smile.

“Kind of.” Jungkook shrugged.

The chair made a loud thump when Jimin leaned forward. He set his coffee aside, his eyes narrowed, hands folded. “What happened between you guys, anyway? You were so close in high school, and whenever I ask you, you always change the topic.”

Jungkook looked at his friend, hoping he’d get the drift and move on from this conversation. He wasn’t keen on being bombarded with questions this early in the morning. He pulled out a chair, the legs screeching against the floor as he buried his face in his arms on the table.

“Or you quiet down whenever I bring her up. Well, whatever happened, you should just make out—I mean makeup with her since she’s back,” Jimin suggested, grinning at his mistake.

Jungkook looked up. “I don’t think she wants to see me.”

“See her anyway.”

Jungkook raised his eyebrows.

“What? You’ll either sit here and keep wondering what could’ve been, or you can talk to her like an adult and hash things out—get everything out in the open.”

“I hurt her, Jimin.”

“So? Go and apologize.”

“I don’t think she’ll accept it.”

“It’ll be up to her to decide, but at least she’ll hear it from you.” Jimin sipped his coffee again. “And don’t think I haven’t seen you lurking on her Instagram throughout these years.” He shook his head and chuckled. “Your Instagram handle is the alphabet without ‘JK’ in it—so obvious.”

Jungkook's eyes widened. He thought he was careful all these years, hardly posting anything but random food dishes he’s cooked.

Jimin let out a hearty laugh. “Oh—you thought you were slick, huh? I’m quite the detective myself, Jeon.” Jimin pushed his chair out to stand, massaging his friend’s shoulder, shaking his head at him. “It’s time, my friend. Don’t let the past continue to haunt you.”

He lightly tapped his fingers on the table, debating his next move. He knew he had to break things off with Josie once and for all. No more letting her hover, giving into her, or letting her manipulate him. He let her have too many years of him–it was finally time to cut off the head of the snake.

~ reader pov ~

The early morning sun peeked through your curtains, beaming rays of light reflecting off of your mirror, making you sneak a glimpse of the time on your phone.

7:30 AM. It’s too early for anyone to function like an average person.

Propping yourself against your pillows, you begin scrolling through Instagram. You were tagged in one of Jimin’s photos.

The caption read: Look who’s back.

You were tipsy when the photo was taken. You had let Jimin wrap his arm around you, kissing your cheek, as you made a kissy face at Lana, who snapped the picture.

You looked at the amount of likes and comments. Jimin was still popular after high school. Your finger tapped on ‘view all 90 comments’, and then you realized it was just Jimin and Josie arguing back and forth in the comments about you.

Rolling your eyes, you were ready to exit the app, but then you couldn’t help but notice the username of ‘abcdefghi_lmnopqrstuvwxyz’ in the comment section, also telling Josie to ‘stop.’ You recognized the username because they liked a few of your posts and had seen your stories but never interacted.

You never bothered to look at everyone who followed you, but this username was too creative not to have a look.

When you clicked on the username, their profile picture was a sunset; their bio only had an emoji of a cookie and photos of food dishes. You guessed this person was an aspiring chef. Everything they posted looked scrumptious.

A series of knocks on your door interrupted your train of thought. It’s so early. Who could be here at this hour?

You peered through the peephole, your hand ready to unlock it, until you saw it was none other than Lana. There was a burning feeling in your chest, and your jaw clenched as you debated whether you wanted to let her in. She claimed not to know who Jimin’s roommates were, and you so happened to come to the party where Jeon Jungkook lived? Coincidence? Yeah, right.

“I can hear you breathing on the other side of the door,” she said, moving back to show you she had brought coffee from one of your favorite places.

You unlocked the door knob but left the chain lock intact. Opening the door, you peeked through, staring at the coffee in her hand.

“Leave the coffee, and I shall let you live to see another day.”

Lana rolled her eyes. “I know what you’re thinking–I set you up, but I swear on my mother’s grave that I did not know Jimin and Jungkook were living together.”

You tilted your head and crossed your arms. “You are correct. I believe you set me up, and I won’t be forgiving you.”

Lana sighed, digging through her bag. “I have something else for you too.” She pulled out the very thing you were looking for last night–your blush-pink panties.

You reach out to grab them, but she withdraws, clutching them in her hand. “I did you a favor by swiping them, washing them, and getting your favorite coffee. You’re still not going to open the door for me?”

You huffed, closing the door and unlocking the chain. Crossing your arms, you stood in the way, unwilling to let her in.

She showed off her biggest grin, holding up the tray of coffee and your panties.

You grabbed the coffee before grabbing your panties, leaving the door open if she willingly wanted this to be her last day on earth.

Lana follows you, closing the door and plopping beside you on the couch.

“Anything else you need to get off your chest before you breathe your last breath?” you ask before sipping the mint mojito iced coffee. You forgot how much you loved this drink.

“Yeah. How did the conversation with Jungkook go?”

“I swear to god, you’re addicted to drama.”

“As long as it doesn’t involve me, then I’m all ears,” she beamed from ear to ear, sipping her coffee. “And I also want to make sure you’re okay.” She elbows you before laying her head on your shoulder.

You couldn’t be upset with Lana. You knew she just wanted you to heal from what happened with Jungkook.

Last night felt like a fever dream, bumping into Jungkook. He sprang up on you with no warning. You had no time to prepare yourself—your heart, for what you’d say.

It’s like you had traveled back to that 18-year-old girl watching her best friend repeatedly hurt her. The scene replayed in your mind like an endless film reel–Jungkook and Josie holding hands, finding a letter in your locker, tearfully reading it in your room, and realizing you didn’t have a friend anymore after that day.

“So?”

“He blames me for everything that happened.”

Lana’s eyes widened, and jaw dropped. She put down her coffee, got up, and pulled her hair back. “You better hold me down before I beat his ass.”

You dragged her back beside you. “Stop being so dramatic.”

“How was it your fault?”

“He said he was upset that I was leaving for college and didn’t care to include him in the conversation. Then he went to one of Jimin's parties and kissed Josie, and they started dating.”

Lana’s upper lip raised in annoyance, glancing up at the ceiling. “I'm gonna punch him and his little girlfriend in the face the next time I see them.”

“And apparently, he says they’re not together or whatever.”

She gasped in disbelief. “Not together? She was practically all over him! And he was letting her do it!”

“That’s what I said, but he says it's complicated.”

“What are you gonna do?”

“What am I going to do? Nothing? Absolutely nothing. Avoid them like the plague. What else am I supposed to do?”

“What if he comes looking for you?”

The thought crossed your mind, but you had nothing to say to him. What more did he want from you? Since he blamed you, it’s not like he’d come asking for forgiveness.

“I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t have moved back.”

“Stop. I'm so happy you’re back. This place is so fucking lame without you.” Lana curled herself into your couch, hooking her arm in yours.

“Yeah, I didn’t think I had to endure all this drama with Jungkook the week I returned.”

“Maybe you should just talk to him and clear the air once and for all,” Lana suggested.

“I don’t know if I can do that without strangling him.”

“I’ll bail you out of jail, don’t worry, or I can help you. We can be cellmates.”

You loved how at least one of your best friends would go to such lengths for you. “God–I don’t wanna be an adult. I don’t want to talk to him.”

“I know, but I bet you’ll feel a million times better if you do.”

You didn’t want to hear the truth but you knew it was what you needed to do. You and Jungkook had unfinished business. Maybe it’s better to just talk to him and close that chapter of your life and finally be able to move on.

You Jiminie 🦗

JAMAN Oh, are you sliding into my DMs?

You 🙄 In your dreams

JAMAN 😂 I’m kidding. What’s up?

You Can I ask you for a favor?

JAMAN Anything for you

You Can I get Jungkook’s number?

JAMAN Huhuhu…the plot thickens

You Oh, stop it. Will you give it to me or not?

JAMAN Idk it depends.

You On?

JAMAN If I get to see more of you

You Jiminie…

JAMAN 😞😞

You You saw me once, that’s not good enough?

JAMAN Let me take you out to dinner. I want to catch up with you.

You Then I’ll never have to see you again? 🙂

JAMAN Sure…

You Fine fine fine Give me his number

You waited a few days to call Jungkook in case Jimin told him he gave you his number. You didn’t want to seem desperate; at least, it would be at your discretion. You’d be more prepared with your heart and your mind.

You sat there, staring at his name, tapping on the screen, and before you knew it, the line began ringing. Ah, fuck.

There’s no going back now.

Hello?

“Hey, Kook. It’s ___.” You can hear him shifting through the line.

Oh, hey. Jungkook cleared his throat. What’s up?

“I wanted to see if you’d be up for coffee or something. If you’re not busy, that is.”

Like today?

You hummed.

Just tell me where and what time.

“Philz Coffee at 2?”

Yeah! I’ll see you then.

You quickly ended the call. Well, the easy part was done. Now, onto the rest.

Even for a Thursday afternoon, the street where the coffee shop was located was rather crowded. You blamed the increased remote jobs and everyone flocking to work from there instead of their homes.

Walking toward the shop, you looked up to see Jungkook sitting outside with two coffees on the table.

He gave a small wave and stood when you approached him. “Hey!” His voice was enthusiastic as he flashed a warm smile, dimple on display. Jungkook gestured for you to sit.

“Do you still like mint mojito iced coffees?”

You chuckled to yourself. You didn’t think he would still remember your coffee order. “Yeah, I do.”

“Cool, figured you still did.”

You gave a half-smile.

Jungkook leaned forward in his seat, eyes on you. “So, why did you want to meet up?”

Your lips thinned before you cleared your throat. “I guess we have some unfinished business.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

You sighed, pulling yourself together to turn to him, looking him in the eye finally. Never in a million years did you think you would be sitting here, talking. His doe eyes sparkled, his boyish charm lingered, and that sweet smile made you swoon.

“I’m gonna say my piece, and then if you have anything to add, go for it.”

He nodded, listening intently to your following words.

Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath. “When you stopped talking to me—it hurt, fucked me up for a long time. I convinced myself for years I was over it, but that wasn’t the case at Jimin’s.”

It felt weird to finally say everything that had been building up aloud in front of him.

“It was hard going through college without you. I couldn't talk to you when I wanted, come over when I was bored, and experience new things with you. It was like this big piece of my life was missing, and no one could fill it. Sometimes, a song would come on shuffle that reminded me of you; then I'd get sad because I didn't know your new favorite songs or if you had seen the new Marvel movie.”

Most of all, you missed his presence and how he’d light up when he was excited to show you something or how he’d put a smile on your face when you were down.

“You were my best friend, Kook. I shared everything with you. So it hurt when you felt like you couldn’t talk to me. I would’ve understood if you couldn’t be friends with me because of Josie—I mean, it would’ve sucked big time, but I would never want you to feel like you can’t be honest with me.”

Jungkook stayed quiet for a bit before responding. “I’m sorry about what happened. I was hurting too, and I guess I wanted you to hurt too.”

“Well, it worked.” You let out a sad chuckle; your hand began playing nervously with the coffee cup before you.

He looks at you, scanning your face. “This might not mean anything now, but I know you. I know what songs you like, movies you watched, what made you sad and happy.”

Your gaze slowly flicked to his, your eyebrows knitted in confusion.

“I don’t want to sound like a creep or anything, but I’ve been following you on Instagram.”

“You have an Instagram account?”

“Uh, yeah. I just don’t post my face or anything.” He pulled out his phone to show you.

Your jaw dropped. “Oh my god. You’re alphabet boy?”

“Alphabet boy?” Jungkook’s forehead furrowed.

As soon as he said that, you began to piece everything together. So he was on social media. He was just good at hiding it.

“So, you’ve been keeping up with everything I’ve been doing?”

“You were my best friend. I missed you and wanted to know what your life was like.”

You didn’t know how to process this information. You had been lurking on Instagram, trying to get a glimpse of Jungkook, but after all these years, he was trying to keep a part of you with him.

“Just because you’ve liked my posts or watched my stories doesn’t mean you know me.”

He nodded in agreement. “You’re right. I don’t, but I would like to get to know you again.”

“What about Josie? What is she going to think?” You didn’t want to get in the way of whatever they had going on.

“I’ve tried breaking up with her multiple times, and she keeps on coming back, and I’m pretty dumb for letting her back in. I think we’ve just gotten into that rhythm where we’ve been comfortable with each other that it’s hard to let it go, you know?”

You chuckled to yourself. He was never really good at speaking up, was he?

He looks at you. “Do you think we can start over?”

You take a deep breath. “I don’t know. I—I don’t think I can lose you as a friend again.”

“You won’t,” he responded immediately.

You liked how sure he was of himself. That nothing or no one could get in the way of a new friendship again. But with Josie still in the picture, you didn’t think it would be as easy as he was making it seem.

A car drives by, music playing loudly from their speakers. It stopped the conversation, giving you time to think.

A part of you would love to be friends again, and the other part was ready to let go and start fresh. You weren’t the same person you were in high school. You had grown up, lived, and loved a little, and after finally getting to speak everything you’ve held onto—you were ready to close that chapter you had kept open for so long.

Jungkook waved his hand, calling out to you.

“Hmm?”

“What happens now?”

You shrugged, and your mouth twisted to the side. “I don’t know, Kook. How about we just take it one day at a time? And I don’t mean like we talk every day or something, but if we see each other, we’ll be able to say ‘hi.’”

Jungkook nodded. “Baby steps.”

“Right. Baby steps.”

“I can do that.”

JAMAN Dinner. Friday. 6 PM.

You Why, hello, Jimin.

JAMAN Right, hi. Dinner. Friday. 6 PM. Be there.

You You didn’t tell me where.

JAMAN My place.

You Is Jungkook going to be there?

JAMAN No, he’s outta town. Going somewhere with Josie.

You tut. Of course, he hasn’t broken it off with Josie. Why would he? No one changes within a week, right?

You Okay, fine. See you on Friday. Can I bring anything?

JAMAN Just yourself 😘

Friday.

JAMAN Hey, I’m running late from work. But make yourself at home! I’m going to grab some food on the way back, too.

You Am I supposed to break in?

JAMAN Oh, you silly girl. The code is 0613.

You ‘Kay, see you soon.

You couldn’t believe you agreed to come to Jimin’s place for dinner. Meeting up somewhere would’ve been safer if you bumped into Jungkook again. But you two did decide to take baby steps.

Keying in the code, you stepped in, eyes wandering around the house. Surprisingly, it was well-kept. No throw pillow or blanket is out of place. All the coasters were neatly lined up. Even the house plants were flourishing.

You closed the door, then heard a shatter of glass hitting the ground along with a ‘fuck’. You didn’t see any cars outside when you arrived. Maybe Jimin was dropped off.

“Hello? Jimin?”

You walked into the kitchen, peering around the corner, and saw someone’s head bobbing up and down.

“Kook?”

He looked up with doe eyes, and his jaw opened. “Oh—hey.”

“What are you doing here?”

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. “I live here,” he said slowly, sweeping the glass in a dustpan.

“Yes, I know that. But where’s Jimin?”

“Jimin’s at work. He asked me to make dinner.”

You huffed, throwing your head back. “Did you plan this?”

“Plan what?”

“This. Us. Dinner.”

“What? No. I didn’t know you were coming over.”

Your phone buzzed in your back pocket.

JAMAN Oh, hey, friend. I can’t make it to dinner. Guess you’ll just have to eat with Kook. 😘😘

You I’M GONNA BLOCK YOU PARK JIMIN

JAMAN 😘 I love you.

“I’m—just going to go. See you later, Kook,” you said, turning around to leave.

“Where are you going?”

“Home. Bye, Kook.”

“Why don’t you stay? I already made dinner and don’t want it to go to waste.”

You stopped in your tracks. Whatever he made smelled good.

He set down the dustpan and walked over to you. “Come on. It’s just dinner.”

You turned back to him, scanning him from head to toe. Why did he have to look so boyfriend in his all-black outfit and matching baseball hat?

You pointed your chin to the ground, staring at him. “Just dinner.”

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Crocodile Tears: Intro

Crocodile Tears: Index Ship: Stoner!Reader | Stoner!BTS Description: You accidentally eat brownies with aphrodisiacs in them. Even worse one of your asshole friends catch you reading smut to cope, and decides to airdrop your collection of your dirtiest fantasies to the rest of the house. Just your luck. Warnings: Dub-Con, Degradation, Humiliation, Dom!BTS, Sub!Reader, Weed (sorry it’s what helps get me in the mood to write these), Dirty Talk, Kink Shaming?, mentions of the reader being into kind of dark/taboo kinks, Jimin is incredibly mean for no reason, Reader is ridiculously horny and is good at weed Word Count: 2,397 A/N: This has now been edited and finalized which means I can get started on the first segment!

You coughed, smoke erupting from between your lips. You feel Jungkook's large hand offering a comforting (arousing) pat on your back, rubbing gently to comfort you out of your coughing fit. Damn, why'd you have to get horny when you were smoking weed? It didn't help that you were surrounded by perhaps the hottest guys on campus. Who would've thought that befriending fellow stoner, Hoseok, over a blunt in a party would lead to introducing you to his other stoner friends? Before you knew it, you guys would hang out regularly, bonding over a bong.

Today wasn't supposed to be any different from those days. You had smoked with these seven plenty of times before. Most of the time it was in Yoongi's studio apartment, practically hot boxing the small space.

Today though you guys were lucky. Namjoon's rich parents were going to be gone on a cruise for two weeks. You guys could smoke carefree in a nice ass mansion and not have to worry about the smell, as Namjoon assured you the maids would take care of it. (They much preferred Namjoon to his parents despite the weed smell assistances, probably because he's so charming. You didn't blame them. Namjoon had that old money charm, the type that would make you not hesitate to do whatever he asked.)

You guys brought bongs, edible gummies, baked goods, weed, pipes, snacks, water bottles, pens and carts- anything a proper stoner hangout would need.

Part of the reason the guys adored you so much was because you had the highest tolerance of any girl they ever met, which was very contradictory to first glance. You could outsmoke any man you met, and could brag you had never greened out despite the amount of weed you'd smoke once challenged. You could simply keep going, you were a beast, this was your talent. You were proud to say you had outsmoked each and every man in this room, earning their respect and the privilege of joining their smoking group. You weren't going to argue. You've never gotten so much free weed and attention from hot guys in your life. You were used to the attention it would bring you now for the most part. Cute girl who smokes weed? It's stoner boy kryptonite, basically your super power.

Except against one. There was one guy that definitely wasn't the most respectful to you, treating you like he barely even liked you, but for some reason you didn't find yourself minding. You don't think you'd mind it from any of these guys, but as it was, your stoner powers gave you a leg up on these guys. Most of them wouldn't dare think about disrespecting a deity like you.

That didn't mean you didn't have your moments of coughing, though. Usually you were better and holding it down nowadays, but it was a bigger hit than you were anticipating.

Jungkook pulled the bong back, face in front of yours to examine your expression. "You ok?" he asked. You look up at him, eyes locking. He's got that hooded eyes, hazy look in the eye that looked so similar to "fuck me" eyes. You didn't want to assume, though. Too many times guys told you it looked like you were giving them fuck me eyes when in reality out were simply stoned.

"I'm good," you assured, trying not to think about how good his lip ring looked. Shit, you were probably staring at it right now. You quickly turn away, feeling flushed, reaching for the plate of brownies you had pulled from the kitchen. "God, I'm having insane cravings right now, though!"

"Wait, Y/N, where'd you get those brownies?" Jin inquired, squinting down at your plate.

"In the kitchen. Namjoon said I could help myself to whatever food's there." You paused after scarfing down another bite. "Oh no, do these have more weed in them? I mean I think I'll be fine, but shit."

Jin's mouth dropped open. "Uh, no... not weed."

Your brows furrowed as you stared back at him. "What is it, then? Did you put fentanyl in brownies, Jin?!"

"God, no! Not fentanyl... aphrodisiacs," Jin sheepishly admitted.

"What the fuck, man, why'd you bring sex brownies to the party?" Yoongi laughed. "Trying to start an orgy or something?"

"No! Me and Y/N were just joking about it last time we hung out and were talking about those chocolates on tik tok that make you horny. She was like what if we all took one and saw what happened? I decided to make some myself and brought them. I didn't know Y/N was going to end up eating half of them herself!" Jin explained hurriedly, eyes glancing to you quickly for help.

"So you were trying to start an orgy!" Yoongi accused.

You bursted out laughing. "Well, that explains a lot. At least I can't overdose on aphrodisiacs. Teaches me not to let my munchies get the best of me." You turn to Jungkook, biting your lip at the sight of him. These sex brownies were really doing something to you. You're all giggly, though, from the weed. "Munch. Munchies. Do you think munches get munchies?"

"Y/N definitely seems high enough," Namjoon laughs. "Sorry you're just going to be stuck with the brownies... effects. You sure you'll be ok?"

You wave your hand dismissively. "I'll be fineeee. I'm basically horny most of the time anyways, this will be no different."

"TMI," Hoseok jokes, rolling his eyes.

You were fine.

For all of, like, ten minutes.

Once an hour had passed, you were practically wanting to jump out of your skin. You found your mind wandering off, you were biting your lips far more often than usual, your eyes weren't just blazed stupor, but full on fuck me eyes. You found yourself staring intently at your guy friends. Jimin's thick lips wrapping around a blunt, letting smoke pour out. The way he was staring back at you, almost suspicious. God, he'd probably be disgusted if we knew what sort of thoughts you were having about him. He always acted a bit disgusted by you. You eyes flitted away to his best friend next to him. Taehyung's hands gripping around the bong, elegant fingers wrapping around it, veins tracing along the middle. You wondered if he'd choke you if you asked. Wait stop. You try to keep your high mind from wandering off to dirty places and focus on what's in front of you. Jungkook's tattooed fingers as he rolled up a joint for you, doing so with such delicacy and precision. He was so careful, and was definitely the best at rolling. You sucked at it, and were grateful that Jungkook's attentive personality made him volunteer to be your personal roller. Without thinking, you bring your fingers up to your mouth, chewing on your thumbnail as you stare at Jungkook with a certain intensity.

It was Taehyung who spoke to you first. "Y/N, you good? You looking kinda zoned out, there."

You snapped out of it, hand flying away from your mouth. "Huh? Oh, sorry, I was just thinking."

"Your joint's done," Jungkook said, tatted hand offering it up to you.

"Thank you, Kookie," you grin, tussling his hair in front of you. Fuck, you wanted to grip it while his head was between your legs. You reach back, clearing your throat. "It's kind of hot in here, actually. I think I'll go to the balcony."

You hope they don't read too much into your need of absence, but who were you kidding. You were obvious.

You leaned against the railing of the balcony, enjoying the fresh air. You lit up the joint and inhale the smoke, opening your phone to distract yourself. With smut. Hey, horny brain has a one track mind? You pull up your fanfiction recommendation blog, mainly used to store your favorites and save for later, for times like these. You scroll past the stories, each depraved tag and recollection of the smut's materials not seeming like enough.

You clicked on the third story, entrenched in the words as you try to imagine the scene before you. The weed made your mind hazy. You didn't know how much time you had spent out here reading porn. The joint was already halfway finished.

You didn’t even notice the balcony door being open and shut behind you, finding yourself too engrossed in the words on your screen. Perhaps if you were sober, you’d have felt his presence behind you, eyes peering over your shoulder.

"What's sex pollen?"

You practically jumped out of your skin, squealing at the feeling of hot air against your ear. You spun around, lower back soon pressed against the railing as your space was invaded, to see Jimin, his red tinged eyes meeting yours. The one man here not impressed with your surprisingly high tolerance. Maybe because he of all people knew about deceiving appearances. He leaned in closer, far closer to you than he had ever been in the time you’ve spent with him and his friends. His chest was a mere few inches in front of yours, hands clasped against the railing beside yours, trapping you. The aphrodisiacs weren’t helping you, and you were feeling a certain type of way about having a handsome man so close to you.

"Jimin! What're you doing here?" Your heart pounded erratically in your chest, the anxiety overwhelming you at being caught.

"You've been out here for a while, the guys were getting worried about you," Jimin explained. A devious smirk formed on his lips. "Guess I should explain to them you're fine, just out here basically reading porn."

"I-I'm not-"

"Oh? What's sex pollen, then?" Jimin grabbed your phone, your reflexes too slow to stop him. He wore a shit eating grin as he watched your eyes flit between your phone and his face, unable to even process the beginning of your defeat. You were completely defenseless and stunned, not sure how to understand how he had beaten you so swiftly, or why he was particularly smug about it. You don't think he's ever smiled at you before, whether out of kindness or humor. This smile lacked both. This was a grin of enjoyment at the sight of you fussing and at his mercy. "Explain, Y/N."

You gulped. "I-It's just this like… trope.”

“Trope?” His thumb slides up the screen, the sentences scrolling by. “Seems pretty scandalous compared to your typical romance tropes. I don’t think I’ve heard of this one, before.”

“It’s more of a fanfiction trope than an actual literature trope…”

“Oh? How’s it work, then? What’s so appealing about it?” Jimin’s amused expression was in stark juxtaposition to your flushed, embarrassed one.

“U-Um… it’s w-when the person gets affected by this pollen or something in general that makes them all... needy. And they need someone to take care of it for them."

“Take care of it how?”

You huffed, irritated with his teasing. “What do you think? You already know. It’s called sex pollen for a reason, quit teasing me.”

"Oh?" Jimin quirked up a brow, obviously pleased with your embarrassment and stammering. His hand came up to your throat, and there was a hitch in your breath. "But it’s so fun.”

“No it’s n-not-“ It was hard to keep your sentences structured well as Jimin tilted your head back, hand sliding further up to your jaw, making you lean back. Adrenaline pumped through you has your anxieties increased, all to aware of you dangling halfway off the railing at this height.

“This trope of yours sounds very familiar. Taking aphrodisiacs, familiar.” His chuckle was taunting in your ear, his soft breath noticeable in the night air. “Hoping for something to happen, Y/N?”

"No, I-"

"Did you do it on purpose, sweetheart? Wanted one of us to take care of you? Put you out of your mercy and fuck you cause you need it so badly?"

You gasped at his words, his hand gripping your jaw, forcing you to look at him. Your back was still arched against the railing, and both of your hands clasped around Jimin's arm for support, afraid of both falling back and falling into him. His muscles felt so firm underneath your fingertips , and you tried not to think about how much you had missed the feeling of digits on your throat. Jimin's eyes flit over to your screen, going back to scroll through the stories you saved. He could probably feel your heartbeat against his fingerprints quicken as he delved deeper into your trove of dark and twisted fantasies. "Fuck, this is some really nasty shit, Y/N. You're into some depraved shit. Alpha/Omega? CNC? Step-siblings? Always knew you were a pervert. Bet you've thought about us gang banging you before, huh?"

His canines gleam in the dim light, taunting you. Your wide eyes met his with terror, and you whimpered in his hold.

"Fuck, Jimin, please please please don't tell them-" you pleaded.

"But how can I keep this to myself?" In horror, you watched his devious fingers tap against your phone screen, airdropping your blog of fanfiction collections to the rest of the house. He let you go, allowing you to catch your breath as he backed away from you. Fishing out his own phone, he accepted the request. He waved your own screen in front of your face, taunting you with your own powerlessness. You grab it from him, staring in horror as you see that three people accepted the airdrop. Fuck. It wasn't like you could even pretend it wasn't you, your name was attatched. The worst part is you didn't even know who accepted it, the names only being "iPhone".

You stared up at Jimin in horror, only to see his sadistic grin as he scrolls through your personal porn stash. "Don't worry, I'll make all your dirty fantasies come true," Jimin chuckled. "I’ll be a bit busy for now, though. Have to catch up on some light reading. Besides,” he turned towards the door, looking back to you with devious excitement. “You’re a big girl, I’ll let you take care of this by yourself.”

He left you alone on that balcony, gawking and trembling, wondering just what would happen if you were to step back in that house.

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i-am-baechu · 9 months

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♡ Summary: “Only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone...” Yoongi loves touring and seeing his fans but he misses Y/N. There was this unsaid thing between them whenever he went on tour but that didn’t mean it was okay for him. He just missed her so damn much.

♡ Pairing: Established relationship; Yoongi x reader

♡ Rating: Pg-14

♡ Genre: Fluff, romance, angst and a little spice

The screaming was fading out as Yoongi walked backstage with a wide smile on his face. With each step he took though, the smile faded away. It was a great night in LA and he should feel proud of himself but there was this feeling in his chest. He knew what this feeling was but he ignored it...if you don’t acknowledge it then it won’t become a reality, right? He opened the door and sat on his couch in his dressing room with a blank expression. How can emotions change so fast? He leaned back as his head hit the frame and his eyes were on the white paint. He continued to stare until he heard his phone buzzing on the table.

He got up and looked down to see the ID. A smile appeared as he accepted the call, “Hey babe. Isn’t it time for your nap?”

“I should but how could I sleep? I wanted to see my rapper boyfriend kill it at his concert.”

He let out a small chuckle and sat back on the couch with his eyes back on the white paint, “You’ve seen it live. Isn’t that enough? You don’t have to see every concert.”

“Shut up, yes I do.”

“What are you doing right now?”

“I was getting ready to go out with Joon. He wanted to do a hiking trail and I wanted new pictures.”

He let out a small sigh and rubbed his forehead, “Please be careful. The last time you went you twisted your ankle.”

“Babe, I’ll be fine. You must be so tired.”

“I feel okay. I'm a little tired but it's better than yesterday.”

“Oh, Namjoon just came in. Do you want to say hi to him?”

Yoongi let out a small chuckle and got up from the couch with his hand in his pocket, “No, I talk to him all the time. You go have fun, text me when you get there.”

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“Baby, different time zones. I’m just going to crash when I get to the hotel to be honest.”

“Okay...I miss you so much. I love you.”

“I miss and love you more. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Love you, bye~.”

When the line went dead, he kept the phone next to his ear for a few more minutes. He missed her voice and just everything about her. It was really hard, especially on days like this. He put his phone in his pocket and let out a small groan, “Fucking hell.” There was a knock at the door and he didn’t move from his spot, “Come in.”

The door opened and it was one of his security guards, “Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah...I am.”

The ride back to his hotel was silent with the radio playing at a low volume. He was staring outside the window and was watching the stars follow him. He couldn’t help but smile when he remembered his first date with Y/N.

Y/N and Yoongi have been friends for years. They met in highschool and kept in touch when he became a member of Bts. He had a crush on her during school but he never said anything to her because deep inside, he knew she would never like him. She would pinch his cheeks and call him cute, that was a clear sign that he was only a friend. He was busy with music and she was busy with her programming job. It wasn’t the right moment.

It was three years ago when he finally asked her out. It was by accident(ish?). He was leaving his studio to go to the practice room after Hoseok texted him multiple times to hurry up. He entered the room and he was stumped with a loud laugh. He looked around the corner to see Y/N leaning her head against Taehyung as she laughed at what he presumed to be a joke. Y/N was close with all the members and there were some moments that made him mad. When Jungkook would hold her hand at random times, Jin cooking with her, Jimin taking her out to eat, Taehyung making her laugh more than anyone else, Namjoon taking her on hikes and Hoseok teaching her dance moves. They spent so much time with her and that made him happy but boy did it annoy him.

Y/N looked up and waved at him. She got up from the floor and ran up to him with a small smile, “Yoongi, you didn’t text me today.”

“Sorry, I was working on a song.”

“You're always working...I wanted to go out with you.”

He raised his eyebrow and glanced at Jimin who was talking to Taehyung. He glanced back at her with a frown, “You always go out with Jimin.”

“I missed you.”

He felt his heart stop and his intrusive thoughts took over in the moment, “If you were my girlfriend then you can just be with me 24/7.”

Her eyes widened at this and stared at him, “Girl-Girlfriend?”

“Fuck, I said that outloud.”

“Yoongi, please tell me if that's true.”

He looked away from her longing eyes and sighed, “If it’s true...what would you say?”

“I would say I want you to be my boyfriend.”

Yoongi whipped his head back and it was his turn to look at her with wide eyes, “Wh-What?”

“I want you to be my boyfriend.”

“Are you serious?”

“Very...”

He grabbed her wrist and waved at the members, “I’ll be back.”

Namjoon raised his eyebrow and put his bottle back on the floor, “Where are you going?”

“Taking my girlfriend on a date.”

He left the room before he could hear their responses. Y/N was walking behind him with a smile as she intertwined their fingers together as he kept looking forward. They sat at a private part of the park as they looked up to see the stars on full display. She looked at him with a small smile, “How long have you liked me?”

“Since highschool...”

Her eyes widened at this, “Really?”

He felt his face get hot as he looked away from her, “Yeah.”

She gently turned her head to have him look at her. She kissed the tip of his nose and let out a small laugh, “Min Yoongi, I've liked you since I met you.”

Yoongi looked at her and let out a laugh, “So, I was just being an idiot.”

“We both are.”

He gently cupped her face making her look at him with a nervous glint. He leaned forward and she did the same. Before he put his lips on hers, he opened his eyes to take a final glance. Her eyes closed and her face flushed, it was a sight he will remember. He leaned in to close the distance between them and he finally felt her soft lips. He turned his head and she gladly accepted his tongue. Their tongues fought for what felt like hours and he brought her into his lap. He brought his hands on her ass to bring her more but she leaned away with a red face and lips shining away, “How can you be so shameless? We're in public.”

He rolled his eyes and started kissing her neck as she let out a small moan, “I finally got you. You think I give a fuck what others think.”

“Yo-Yoongi!”

He groped her ass to make her grind against him, “Should we go back to my place so I can show you how much I like you.”

“Yeah, you should. I don’t want someone seeing us.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Yoongi entered his hotel and threw himself on the bed. He stared at the white paint and let a small smile appear, “I’ll see you soon...soon.”

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staytinyville · 6 months

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Stay Alive (24)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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A/N not beta read

The boys had all been waking up for their morning stretches and time spent in the common room, coming out of their rooms when Namjoon would knock on their doors to get them up.

Yoongi had his eyes barely opened as he shuffled his slipper-covered feet along the floor. Hoseok calmly opened his door, softly shutting it behind him as he took the sleepy vampire into his arms to keep him upright. Jin looked refreshed as he normally would in the morning. Taehyung was still a bit tired, rubbing at his eyes but still giving everyone a kind smile. Jimin calmly stretched out the sleepiness from his body as he went to cuddle up with Hobi and Yoongi.

The boys all looked at Namjoon who seemed to have a frown on his face when Jungkook had not answered the door. The boy would always be awake by then, ready to go to the gym with Namjoon but that didn’t seem to be the case here. As Namjoon turned to question the other boys, his eyes went wide as he saw someone walking down the hall with large amounts of blankets and sheets.

As the person came up to the group, their eyes went wide catching sight of the tattooed arm wrapped around the sheets.

“Jungkook, where are you going with those?” Namjoon asked, looking at him oddly.

The boy bundled up the blankets, poking his head over the tops of them as he looked at his coven. “My bedroom.” He answered, moving towards his door.

“You don't think that's a bit too much?” Jimin asked, worried.

Jungkook glared at the bedspreads, humming to himself. “It's not enough actually. I need more.” He turned around quickly, going back to ask for more blankets.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi frowned.

“He's nesting!” Jimin gasps, pointing an accusing finger at Jungkook.

“Are you going into rut?” Hoseok asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“No, he doesn't smell like it.” Namjoon answered with a frown.

“Then?” Jin questioned.

They all looked at each other for a few moments before shifting over to Jungkook’s room. Jungkook’s eyes went wide as he noticed their heads turning. He quickly dropped the blankets to the floor as all of the boys pushed to open Jungkook’s door.

“Hey!” He shouted as they shoved him out of the way. “No! Get out!” He whined as they all piled into his room.

Namjoon sniffed the room for a moment, frowning as he turned around. “It smells like (Y/N).”

“What smells like me?” Your voice spooked them a bit.

They all turned to you with wide eyes, catching you walking in with the blankets that Jungkook had dropped. You noticed their panic states as they rushed into the youngest’s room. Some of the other nurses had told you about how he had asked for extra blankets which made you frown.

“Kook, why do you need so many blankets?” You asked him, setting the sheets down onto his bed.

You looked at his bedsheets all spread around. They were bunched up in certain spots creating a cozy space that would seem perfect to lay in.

“Tokki!” He smiled, rushing closer to you. He pulled you into his arms, rubbing his cheek into your hair. “Ah, I just want to be cozy.” he blushed, looking at his bed before fretting over it and moving things around.

You furrowed your eyebrows over his cleaning. He shifted pillows and blankets around again, frowning when things wouldn’t stay the way he liked. You began to worry, about to ask him what was wrong when Taehyung interrupted.

“He's nesting.” The boy told you.

“No, I'm not.” Jungkook whipped around, pouting.

“You totally are.” Jimin laughed.

“Hyung!” Jungkook whined, turning to Jin who was close to him.

“Kook, you're nesting.” Jin told the boy. “It's obvious.”

They began to bicker within themselves, causing an even deeper pout to form on Jungkook’s lips. You tried to keep up with everything they were saying but you began to fall short.

“What's nesting?” You spoke up.

“Nesting is when any animal shifter—Jungkook and Namjoon in this case—create a cozy environment to lay down with their mates.” Hoseok explained to you with a smile.

You made a face as you heard Hobi mention mates. You weren’t a fan of reading those kinds of books but you for sure knew what a mate was. Especially in the werewolf community. There was no way those kinds of things existed. But then again, just the other week you didn’t think any of them existed. Maybe mates were a thing for them.

“Their what?” You frowned.

“Mate.” Hoseok repeated. “Like—their lover.”

“Oh.” You said.

A blush overtook your face as you realized his meaning. There was no magic involved at all when it came to mates–that was just the term they used when talking about animal shifters, as Hobi put it. You felt a bit relieved to know your soul wasn’t attached to Jungkook because of some magical force. They just called their partners that.

However, the blush fell on your face because you realized they must be thinking about what you and Jungkook did yesterday. You were an adult, you didn’t regret it–far from it. But now it was out in the open that you had sex with one of them and you worried what they would think.

You didn’t want them to think you were picking favorites–or that you took advantage of them. So while the boys took the time to come to the realization, you spent it worrying about what they were thinking of you.

“You didn't!?” Jimin gasped, turning to Jungkook.

“But they did!” Taehyung gasped as well.

“Jungkook!” Jin scolded.

“I'm sorry!” Jungkook curled up as the three began to slap him.

“Hey-Hey.” You immediately stepped in, getting them to stop. “We are all adults here. Enough of your scolding.” You told them pointedly.

“That would explain Jungkook’s nesting. It’s an instinct to create a nest for their mate. And with Jungkook since he’s never had one, he would be acting this way without noticing it.” Hobi explained.

“What was the entire experience like?” He asked you.

You choked on your spit, looking at Hobi wide eyed. How were you just supposed to explain your sexual encounter with Jungkook to all of them? Wouldn’t they feel weird about it?

“I got extremely hot.” Jungkook retold. “That’s all I remember. I’m sorry.”

“Did your wolf come out?” Jungkook’s eyes went wide as realized Hobi was right.

“I think he did.” The boy whispered.

“I see. Your wolf probably took over when it found a potential mate. You’ve been here for years without one so the moment (Y/N) looked at you, your wolf probably saw her as such. He came out because he had never experienced that kind sensation.” Hoseok nodded his head, thinking about writing it all down in his journal.

Never experienced that kind of sensation? Had Jungkook been a virgin when you did that yesterday? You turned to him wide eyed, realizing that maybe they all had been here since they were young teens. The possibility of all of them being a virgin was there.

“It just happened.” Jungkook cried. “Hanseol hurt (Y/N)—”

“He did what?” You were almost positive you saw smoke coming from Namjoon’s nostrils. “Where?” He asked you, pulling you closer to inspect.

“I licked it clean.” Jungkook blushed, looking down at the ground. “That's why things got intimate.”

“You had sex after licking her blood?” Yoongi deadpanned.

“Don't talk like you wouldn't do that either.” Hoseok scoffed.

“I have an excuse.” Yoongi told him. “Blood makes me emotional. Especially if it's from the vein.” A smirk grew on his face as he thought about it.

Your eyebrows raised up, looking at the vampire wide eyed. Being with them for so long and just watching them act like normal people made you forget sometimes that they were monsters in the eyes of some people. Legends and myths were created about them in order to scare children or keep outsiders from snooping into homes. And yet, here they stood in front of you–playfully scolding a werewolf you had sex with.

“Yoongi.” Namjoon warned.

“Sorry, Princess.” Yoongi grinned.

“What did Hanseol do?” Jimin asked quietly, coming up behind you.

“He cut her arm up.” Jungkook answered for you. “But she said she doesn't remember.” He turned to Hobi, watching the boy frown.

“Let me take a look?” He asked you, waiting for your consent to go through your head.

You pursed your lips but allow him to go through it. You closed your eyes, not wanting to see his magic swirl around for fear of getting a headache or shoulder pains. You flinched a bit as something cold entered under your lids. It felt like air being blown in your face.

As Hobi tried to find whatever it was he was looking for, Yoongi was quick to step behind you as your body began to sway. His cold hands touched you over your scrubs, pushing his chest into your back to hold you up.

“I see.” Hobi hummed, pulling his hands back causing the air to stop.

You opened your eyes, subconsciously blinking to get the feeling out from your eyes.

“He erased your memory of it.” Hobi told you. “Demons have that ability.”

“Demons?” You squeaked. “Those are real too?”

“Seven different kinds.” Yoongi spoke up behind you.

He moved to get you to stand on your own, standing at you side with crossed arms.

“Let me guess. The seven deadly sins?” You scoffed sarcastically.

“Exactly.” Namjoon answered. “Hanseol is a greed demon. His greed comes in the form of knowledge.” He explained.

“He was banished from his coven for wanting to experiment on other creatures. That's how he ended up here—in your world.” Hoseok ended.

How he ended up in your world. Was there a possibility that all those crazy people out there who claimed to see monsters were actually telling the truth? All this time creatures of the night were real and haunting your world. But not all of them were bad. You could see that with the boys and some of the other patients. Was it just certain ones who would travel worlds to wreak havoc?

You guessed there was always going to be good and bad people in whatever universe you were in. Some just had a better chance at winning in a fight than others.

“We need to find a way to protect her from Hanseol's abilities.” Jin immediately spoke up, catching everyone’s attention.

“And Kyong.” Namjoon added.

“You've met Kyong?” Hobi turned to you wide eyed. All the boys had the same worried expression, scared about whoever it was you met.

“Depends on who's Kyong.” You told them, having met a lot of people in this company you still don’t know the name of.

“He's the witch working with Hanseol.” Jin answered. “Unlike Hanseol though, Kyong just gets off on harming people.”

“Why don't we put protection spells on her?” Jungkook suggests.

“That would be best.” Hobi nodded his head. “We'll both do it, Taehyung.” He turned to the boy.

“Oh! My first spell on a person.” Taehyung grinned, eyes sparkling at the thought of getting to do something like that.

“That's reassuring.”

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adonis-koo · 1 year

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sweet nothing • 2

(in which a disagreement turns into mess)

↳ Description: being a guest at the Jeon Estate after a mishap of being kidnapped and dragged into your brothers affairs isn’t all that bad. Truth be told it brings you a lot closer to the mobster and owner of the estate Jeon Jungkook himself.

His two rules are simple, don’t cause trouble and don’t give him a hard time. Somehow you manage to constantly do both in the most endearing way despite being pregnant and waddling around most of the time.

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/reader, ???/reader

↳ Genre: slice of life AU, mafia!AU, pregnancy, there’s like…a little bit of a plot but not a lot, future smut? maybe? it's very domestic!

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Note: back with another part!!! she's short and just a tad angsty but the ending is cute so I allowed it! <3

“I want to paint.”

Jungkook’s eyes glanced up at your somewhat antsy figure that sat across the small table from him, though dinner had been quiet it wasn’t a bad thing, he had just been buried in work more than usual lately.

Not just in his narcotic dealings but in his company as well, which meant spending his evenings and well into the night still trying to play catch up.

“Then paint.” Jungkook replied plainly, his eyes lowering back down to his monthly figures deducting what profit he had made between his input vs output and of course taxes- not that he paid them, but it was good to get an idea of just how large of a sum he was indirectly evading

Your lips twisted into a pout, it had taken you the last fifteen minutes to state your request, you hadn’t figured he’d be so blase about it, “No I need the materials to paint. There’s no supplies here, if I could go back home...”

Jungkook finally set his set of papers down as he sighed, rubbing his face tiredly, “Just tell Jimin what you want for supplies, he’ll work out what you can buy.’” He waved a hand dismissively making your pout grow, now crossing your arms over your stomach.

“Painting is expensive Jungkook,” You replied firmly, “I can’t ask you to buy any of that for-”

You stopped at the sight of Jungkook pulling out his wallet from his back pocket, grabbing the black amex card as he tossed it in your direction, “Pin is 9207, go crazy.”

“Jungkook!” You scolded him softly.

Jungkook raised his brows, “Bankrupt me if it means you staying out of trouble for one damn minute.”

You sulked, it had been going on for two and a half weeks of you living in the Jeon Estate and it was evident Jungkook was still irritated at the whole stint last week where you had gotten stuck in his secret library but it wasn’t your fault…!

Well maybe a little bit, you shouldn’t have been snooping about but if you were going to be living here temporarily, then it would only make sense that you got acquainted with your surroundings. You glared at the card before snatching it off the table, standing up abruptly making Jungkook’s eyes dart back to your figure, now looking put off and irritated as you left without a single word.

He looked towards Yeonjun who had been standing ideally by, “What the fuck was that about?” His lip twitched, “Any other woman would’ve came at just the sight of that card.”

Yeonjun frowned, “With all due respect, you aren’t the most well spoken person Sir.”

Jungkook’s nostrils flared, “And she’s been a headache and a fucking half, I meant what I said, if she can keep herself busy it would do me and the rest of the damn estate a favor.”

Yeonjun said no more, feeling as though if he divulged any more of his thoughts he would once again be put under the cold pressure of a gun barrel, which he had already undergone three times this week, he’d rather not make it a forth, if possible.

—

You had been excited for your supplies to arrive, you had wasted no expense in nice canvases, primer, the expensive paints you’d only ever browse rather than buy, and of course brushes, but the finer quality ones that wouldn’t shed.

And then among that you got pencils, charcoal, multi media paper, sketchpads.

In fact, you felt a little bad spending over two thousand dollars within a half an hour, but then after looking at the black amex card for less than ten seconds, you remembered this was Jeon Jungkook’s bank account.

The CEO who was apart of the underground mafia, who owned eight sports cars, two motorcycles, a fucking estate and three vacation homes, one which was in Greece, that he had confirmed himself and who knew what else.

He had an black amex card for a reason.

And then you promptly shut down any feelings of guilt. This was the very least he could do for acting like a total asshole to you.

You wiped your brow that had sweat forming on it as you sighed, it was late morning but the heat of August was at its height and you could feel it. But you had gained a lot of inspiration from the gardens, so you had sat out with your supplies under one of the large willow trees next to the garden.

It shielded you from the sun’s bright rays but good god was it humid outside. And carrying a miniature bowling ball in your stomach was making you a thousand times hotter than it would've been if you hadn’t been pregnant to begin with.

Focusing back in on your painting you began working on the petals of the lilies you had first carefully sketched out before beginning your work on painting them.

“You certainly made sure to spare no expense.”

Your brush paused and your teeth gritted before you inhaled slowly, resuming your work as you ignored the one person you had no desire to talk to at the moment.

“If you had just said so earlier I would’ve gotten you a whole studio.” Jungkook commented, peering over you at your work as he stuffed his hands in his pocket.

“Oh so I won’t bother you and I’d stay out of trouble for’ one damn minute’?” You snapped as you glared over your shoulder.

Jungkook was not dressed at all like you normally see him, he’s usually clean cut, in a button up of some kind and slacks, but today he’s in a loose white shirt with tattoos on display and gray sweatpants, hair messy and tied up indicating he had slept in, the first you had ever seen of such a case.

Jungkook scoffed as he leaned back a little, “In case you forgot you had an entire house hunting you down for three hours last week. I remember it clear as day, so yeah sue me I want you to have some hobbies.”

You groaned as you stood up, albeit a bit wobbly as you grabbed the tree for support, “Well I’m sorry for being such a pain in the ass! I was the one that got ripped out of my life and told that I have to stay here otherwise I’d be kidnapped, or killed or both! I’m not allowed to go to work, I’m not allowed to leave the estate, and now I’m not allowed to even walk around! I’m pregnant, not dying!”

“Yeah well you’ll be fuckin’ dead at the rate you’re going doll,” Jungkook growled back, frustration evident on his face, “You were gonna get involved whether you wanted too or not because that’s what happens when people associate with rats.”

“Don’t bring my brother into this!”

“He’s the cunt to blame for you being stuck at my estate, sitting here painting in my gardens on my funds. You know what? You’re right Y/n, you should probably be thanking him right now because I know a lot of other fuckin’ men who wouldn’t be putting up with your bitching and crying right now except or me.” Jungkook replied coldly.

You both glared at one another for a long moment before he noticed the slightest quiver in your lips and your eyes just a little glassy, “Fuck you.”

Was all you said before indignantly walking away, though it was more of an awkward waddle to get out of the heat, but it was hardly to blame from the humidity anymore.

“I know you’re a prideful fuck but c’mon man,” Yoongi took a long sip of his stiff vodka, watching Jungkook damn near kill his steak a second time as he aggressively stabbed it, yanking his knife through it like it was his enemies neck, “You can’t blame her for being mad.”

“I gave her my fuckin’ amex card, what is she so pissed about?” Jungkook glared at his food, still cutting it up. He had purposefully chosen to go out tonight and have dinner with Yoongi to not have to see you.

“You can’t buy someone’s heart Kook.” Yoongi replied.

“Who mentioned shit about hearts?” Jungkook scoffed, looking mildly amused for a moment before his expression soured once more, “She had no right to get pissy with me, what I’m doing is necessary to protect her ass. And she can’t get fuckin’ mad at me when she’s the one that’s always getting into trouble.”

“It was one time.” Yoongi scoffed as he reared his head back, the blonde shook his hair to get it out of his eyes, “You wanna know what I think this is about?”

“Quite frankly? No I don’t.”

“Well too bad, I think it’s because you like her,” Yoongi pointed a finger at him with a gummy grin as Jungkook violently shook his head, “You fuckin’ like her and you can’t stand it. Or are you mad it isn’t you who got to fuck her raw and knock her up, after all you both knew each other-”

Yoongi’s sentence was cut off by Jungkook grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, yanking him close, hair covering his eyes as he spoke, “ I might be mad at her but don’t fucking talk about her like she’s some whore. And we might be partners but don’t think for one minute I won’t fuck you up if you say shit about her.”

It was silent for a long moment and Yoongi’s grin only widened further, as if what he said had been confirmed.

This made Jungkook scowl as he let go of him, “I just need to find Wonho and squeeze the fucker dry, then she can go back to her little boring life she so desperately wants.”

“If she’s such a headache then why not just let her go now? Who gives a shit,” Yoongi shrugged, straightening his collar back out, “I mean really Jungkook, you have no obligation to keep her there, she’s not your responsibility.”

Yoongi glanced at him curiously but he said no more, this made Yoongi’s lips twist into a smirk as he took another drink. He didn’t say that this wasn’t like Jungkook to do this for a reason, because it was just like him. In fact this was the most Jungkook thing he could ever do.

It’s what made Yoongi respect him, not only this but it made him much more interesting to work with than anyone else he had ever met, aside from their boss.

“Talk all the shit you want Jungkook,” Yoongi paused for a moment, “But I think you’d both feel better if you reconciled.”

Jungkook had taken a long drive after his dinner in thought of Yoongi’s words, thinking long and hard before he decided that Yoongi was right.

He needed to reconcile with you. He had been stressed beyond normal and he had taken that out on you in the heat of the moment and that wasn’t fair to you, you didn’t ask for any of this. Jungkook had never imagined himself as someone who would get married, unless it was for the sake of his position, his company, or his ties in the mafia.

And he sure as hell didn’t consider ever having children- unless they were bastards of a whore, in which he wouldn’t be surprised and took no claim over.

So to say he was baffled and surprised at how quickly he had become stressed over you was a surprise to say the least. He wasn’t a man of attachment, but the idea of you being hurt, kidnapped or killed had an unimaginable amount of rage fill him.

It had to be because you were just pregnant, you were carrying a baby that indeed did nothing wrong. Once you gave birth you wouldn’t be his problem anymore and neither would the kid.

He resolved for that internally.

Jungkook had come home to find out that you had made quite the stir in the estate as you had taken his words from earlier that day and did something about it. Finding a spare bedroom in the eastern side that would make a good studio.

Furniture was still left outside the room and the door was shut.

Jungkook groaned as he ran his hand through his hair. He was many things, he was a businessman, a killer, a prideful person, intimidating to most. But he was not someone who apologized.

In fact it was a surprise you had said what you did and walked away still alive, but it was only because it was you. Jungkook told himself, if that had been anyone else, if it had been any of his underlings, he would've executed them immediately.

Jungkook leaned against the wall as he sighed, was he just going soft?

Finally he knocked on the door, “Y/n…can we talk?”

“Go away.”

He tucked his tongue into his cheek at the muffled voice, he knew you’d be sulking, but he wouldn’t describe himself as patient nor soft, he banged on the door once more, “I’m not going until you talk to me.”

“Then have fun sleeping outside.” You called back.

Jungkook haughtily puffed his chest, teeth gritted as he glared at the wood separating you both. Muttering multiple foul sentences under his breath he leaned against the wall across from the door, if that’s what it took, then that’s what he’d do.

Time had passed silently and the estate had fallen quiet as the night took over, many people asleep and a few guards had passed by bowing in respect but not daring to ask why their boss was half asleep, sitting on the ground with his back against the door.

Jungkook was nodding off when he heard it, the sound of glass breaking, a loud tumble and multiple smacks of sound against wood.

His heartrate had spiked immediately and he jolted right off the ground, “Y/n!?” He called out, but after a second of no reply he immediately opening the door to an unsightly scene, colored water spilt all over the ground and paints strown about.

The easel knocked over with a beautiful bouquet painted on it- though a hole had been punching through it, now having ruined it.

And you in the middle, covered in pain looking tired and thoroughly heartbroken at the scene. You had played a good game at not crying but right now it wasn’t working as your lips quivered and you softly wept into your hands.

“C’mere.” Was all Jungkook said, stepping over the glass, carefully helping you up as you attempted to walk, “No, no you’ll cut your feet.” He scolded you softly, picking you up as he walked you over to the desk, setting you on top of it, “Is the baby okay?”

His hand cautiously hovered over your swollen tummy though he didn’t feel quite comfortable to rest his hand on it. Fat tears trickled down your cheeks as you nodded, “I fell asleep and ended up knocking some things over, woke up in surprise and fell off my chair.”

Jungkook sighed in relief before he grabbed a clean washcloth and the bottle of water on your desk, pouring it out he started cleaning the paint off your face, he paused as you both looked at one another for a long moment.

“What am I gonna do with you?” He resigned as he tenderly thumbed the tears from your eyes, this made a soft whimper escape you as you closed your eyes, more tears trickling down your cheeks.

“‘m sorry.”

Jungkook only hushed you as he cleaned up your face before moving to your arms and then your legs, “What I said earlier today was unacceptable and cruel, I apologize for letting my temper get the best of me,” He sighed as he stared at your tear stained face, “I was being too harsh with you…How about we go out once a week? I’m sure you’re getting cabin fever.”

You sniffled as you wiped your cheeks, “You wanna go out with me?”

“If time allows,” Jungkook replied, “It seems like I can hardly trust anyone else, the moment you're out of my sight the moment this seems to keep happening.” He gestured around, a light smile on his face at your pout.

“Anywhere…?” You peered at him a bit shy.

“Anywhere.”

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Affection and Seduction | J.JK

Summery: Tuesday arrives, and Jungkook takes it a step further. He promises that it gets better and wilder the further you go, but right now? He just loves to make you all flustered. Paring: Jungkook x Reader Lyric: "I take my hands and trace your lines..." Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Smut. Fluff. Word Count: 4.5 K Chapter Guide: Tuesday Previous / Next - Coming Soon Warnings: Female Reader. Mature themes. Explicit Words. Making out. Smut. Jungkook x reader. Naked reader. Naked Jungkook. Fingering, F!recieving. Sɛx. Dry humping. Very very little voyeurism. Mentions of ropes, ball gag and crops. Brat Reader. Dirty Talk. Female on the pill. No condom sɛx. Friends having sɛx. Not a couple. Friends 2 lovers. Jimin as readers friend. Jimin loving drama. Mentions of past feelings.

Tuesday arrives and you're actually looking forward to whatever Jungkook has planned.

The whole deal is still new to you, and the fact that you're having sex with Jungkook is even newer. But you can't find it in you to complain. You have always wondered what it would be like, that it's greater than you had imagined is your own fault.

Monday had been lovely. You and Jungkook had fallen asleep on either side of the bed, and when you woke it was to the morning sun warming you like a soft blanket. You had spent the morning making breakfast together and dancing to the beats of quiet R&B.

The morning felt like any other whenever you and Jungkook had sleepovers, and that made you feel relieved. Nothing has changed between you, you're still just Y/N and Jungkook.

"Y/N?! Hallo, are you even listening?" Jimin says and waves a hand in front of you.

Jimin sits besides you on your baby green couch, the exact same place where Jungkook sat just this morning.

It's late morning, Jungkook left not even two hours ago. You had totally forgotten the breakfast deal you had made with Jimin and it was only when he knocked at your door that you remembered that the pretty man is visiting.

You come out of your daydream and look at Jimin. "Hm? Yea, sorry what did you say?" Jimin watches as you shake your head and rub a hand against your head.

It's clear to Jimin that you're acting weirder than usual, he just can't figure out why or if it’s a good thing. "Is something wrong Y/N? You seem like you're in another world." He says and you have to keep your laugh.

If only he knew what you and Jungkook have been doing he would understand right away, but you're hesitant on telling him.

He won't understand the situation, he’d just assume you and Kook are in a relationship, even though that certainly is not the case.

"It's nothing Jimin, just work." You say knowing damn well that's a lie. You do feel bad for lying to your friend, but you would feel even worse if he teased you about something that isn’t true.

"Oh yea! How is it going with that book?" He asks and you smile. "It's going well, I just have to figure out how to write the best character growth, and I have no inspiration." You say and Jimin looks at you with empathic eyes.

He knows all about not having inspiration, if he isn't inspired when dancing it usually isn't a good dance.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, just give it some time." He says and you're about to answer when a sudden noise of your phone has you checking what it could be.

Kookie 🍪🐰:

{ - Come to my place at 18:00 tomorrow?

Y/N:

{ - Sure (; Eat from home? Or no?

Kookie 🍪🐰:

{ - No. Eat dinner here.

{ - Looking forward to seeing you Goddess.

The smile that covers your lips are shocking to Jimin. The way you giggle as you text back a reply to whoever texted you can only mean one thing.

You hear a gasp come from Jimin as he turns his entire body towards you and takes the phone from you. You're about to protest when he again gasps and claps a hand over his mouth.

"Don't tell me you and Jungkook are finally together." He says and you snatch the phone back from him. "What!? No! Why would I and Jungkook be together?" You say and already dread what you know is about to happen.

“I knew it! Fuck Taehyung owes me 15 bucks, I have to tell him.” Jimin says “You guys betted on us?” You ask, you would’ve tried to stop Jimin if it wasn’t because you knew there is no stopping your drama loving friend.

“Of course we did.” He says his gaze fixed on the phone in his hands, “Honestly Y/N you two are very obvious. Again why are you guys not together?”

You sigh knowing you’ll have to explain yourself again for the 100th time. “Jungkook needs his freedom and I do too. We can’t commit.” You say but the sad tone in your voice is not unnoticed by Jimin.

He knew there was a time when you were totally obsessed with Jungkook. You hung him on the moon and stargazed after him every day. Jimin never knew when or why you stopped loving him.

And to be honest he didn’t dare ask. There was just something so sad and unsettling surrounding it that he couldn’t get himself mixed up in.

Jimin stayed with you the rest of Monday, even when you had to work he stayed in the living room stealing your food and binging tv shows. Jimin has always been like this, especially with you. There are times you think he may have separation anxiety, but you know he really just likes to be together with people.

He leaves when the time hits 10 pm and you can finally get your well deserved sleep.

The next day at 6 pm you stand in front of Jungkooks door. The whole day you have had butterflies storming around in your stomach. Jungkook had texted with you all day and you swear you have never gotten so much attention from anyone before.

He had written good morning, and asked how work was, he had written he was looking forward to seeing you, and much more.

As the door opens and the man finally shows himself in front of you all the butterflies makes a twirl. You know it's not even been 24 hours since you last saw him, but the new deal between you two is still so exciting.

"You look good." Jungkook says as you enter and give him a hug.

You smile before saying “You don’t look too bad yourself.” He laughs and walks into the apartment. His white tshirt is not hiding much, the see through material makes it so easy for you eyes to peek at all the tattoos adoring his body.

Jungkook is a walking sin in your eyes, but maybe that’s just the idea of what’s going to happen later that’s making you feel like this.

The new feelings around Jungkook are so foreign, you’ve never felt like this ever.

Sex and the world around it isn’t a stranger for you, but you’ve never been this far off into the world.

You’ve never been this excited about sex.

You walk in Jungkook's heals all the way into his luxurious kitchen. His apartment have always been your favorite, not even your own could compare with the comfort and style Jungkook's has.

“I would say I hope you like spaghetti, but I know you do so I’m not going to say that.” He laughs and it infects you too.

The silence afterwards as Jungkook cooks dinner and you admire the smell of Jungkooks famous spaghetti, is nice and easy.

In the background you hear notes of Frank Ocean, and outside the sun is settling down.

But the curiosity which fills your limbs are too strong and you break the silence. “So what do you have planned for us after dinner?”

On Jungkooks face the little mischievous smile shows on his face again and he shrugs leaving you in the dark.

“What do you want to happen?” He asks daring and stirs in the spaghetti without looking at you.

“You know…-“ you walk closer to him, you stand behind his back and go up on your tippy toes to reach his ear. “Maybe I want a bit more this time.”

The reaction is instantly, he turns around leaving the stove, and presses his lips to yours. If it hadn’t been because of the stove he would've lifted you up on it and taken you right there.

But the stove is on, and he only just manages to get his tongue in when the clock goes off and you have to break free from each other.

It’s hard to let go of him and his arousing body, but you’re also looking forward to that spaghetti, and if he accidently overcooked it you would be very mad.

A minute or two later he's leading you into the dinning area together with the hot pan. As you reach the table a gasp reaches your lips. The table is covered with a red tablecloth, burning lights are placed between two white plates and wine glasses are standing proud on the table.

It's very beautiful... and maybe a little too romantic?

A weird feeling bubbles up inside you and you can't decipher it. It's a mixture of awe and yuck. Old feelings comes to the surface, but you quickly pushes them down again.

Jungkook's happy face and hoping eyes makes you hesitate on telling him how weird you feel about this, and instead you go with it.

You hurry over to a chair before he can pull it out for you, and you sit down with a more than a forced smile. Jungkook doesn't notice though as he places the hot stove in front of you and sit down before you.

From the window behind him you see how dark the night is getting and small lights from the city shines behind him, it looks as if he's surrounded by stars. You pull your eyes away quickly as the word 'beautiful' crosses your mind.

"This is so pretty Jungkook, I can't believe you've done this. How long did it take?" You ask to ease the nauseas feeling mixing with something really old.

"Not too long, I just thought I'd do something nice for you, y'know as a way to show you that I'm grateful you accepted my offer." He says and that eases some of the heavy feelings which swept over you.

"Well you sure did do something very nice." You don't mean to make it sound like it does, like you're ungrateful, but just as the words leave your mouth and his face falters slightly you know it's too late.

"You think it's too much?" He asks and the insecurities shines through, all of those you have spent hours talking with him about.

"No! Not at all Jungkook, I was a little frightened at first why it was so romantic, but it's very nice I love it." You sugarcoat the words a lot and make sure to not hurt him again, you hate hurting Jungkook.

Jungkook has always seemed tough, he says things like he thinks them, but he has so many emotions that one would never think about.

You do though, but that’s just your person, you think.

The two of you eats after that awkward moment and you quickly forget about it as the food touches your mouth.

Jungkook's spaghetti truly is the best!

He laughs as your face converts into a look of overwhelming joy. His secret weapon to get to you is food, it has always been food.

As the plates slowly gets emptier and emptier your anticipation rises, so does goosebumps on your arms as Jungkook's leg roams yours under the table.

His poker face is too good, not even the slightest hint of a smile on his face as he talks on about a funny encounter he had with Namjoon a day ago.

You don’t hear anything he says, all you hear is your own heartbeat, and his breathing.

You can’t look away from his lips even when you try your hardest. It’s frustrating to lose control like this, but you’ll admit that it’s also exciting.

Jungkook stops talking as he notices where your attention lies. A look plays on your face, a look he’s slowly getting very familiar with.

“Are you listening Y/N?” He asks, and you shake your head no, too allured to pronounce words.

It’s just the entirety of him that’s way too enchanting.

Suddenly he gets up and you sit still in your chair as he walks beside the table and over to you.

His right hand takes a hold on the backrest, and his left on your thigh, then he gets closer, lower. You both hear the gulp you make. Your cheeks are burning with the heat from Jungkook.

It’s the same feelings as yesterday, excitement and lust.

When he finally connects his lips to yours it’s in a hungry kiss. He doesn’t waist any time today and opens your mouth and lets his tongue in.

The game has started and you can feel it quickly escalating. The both of you stands up and Jungkook immediately starts undoing your pants and rips the shirt over your head.

You’re left in underwear, which you feel is very unfair, but as you pull the white thee off Jungkook's body and his tattoos shows up it isn’t as bad.

You don’t know what it is about his tattoos, but they turn you on so much that you get the thought you want to lick every dot and line of them.

His arms wraps around the back of your thigh and he pulls you up. You wrap them around his waist, and it surprises you how thin his waist is. Yesterday you were too overwhelmed with other parts of his body to notice his waist, but damn did you miss that beautiful waist.

You kiss him harder and press yourself deeper into him, and down by your womanhood you can feel Jungkook growing.

Before you even notice Jungkook has walked you into his bedroom, where purple led lights are shining and making him glow.

You’re in awe at how handsome he is and you stop for just a second to appreciate him.

“What is it?” He asks very lustily and very gently.

“You’re just very beautiful right now.” You answer honest and almost cringe at how that sounded. Normally you would never say something like that, but whatever it’s just one time.

In the corner of his mouth a small smile rises, but he hides it by kissing you again.

Small and light kisses all over your face, and it makes you laugh. He slowly goes over to the bed and lays you down carefully.

You love rough sex more than anything, but this right now is not bad, it’s different, and you need to get used too it, but it’s sure feels amazing.

Then the happy hour breaks as you remember this isn’t forever, and you shouldn’t get used too it. And old feelings play through your mind. You push them away.

When you’re finally laying on the bed, Jungkook crawls up from the foot end to where you’re sat at the top. His back muscles flex and unflex, and his tattoos dances across the skin.

You don't understand the attraction between you two, it's so strong, yet still too weak. But you don't need tro understand it to act on it.

His sweatpants are still on, but you can clearly see the bulge he's hiding in them. It’s big and ready for your touch.

As if it was a lifeline you grab onto his cock and Jungkook’s response is instant. A moan, a grunt and then he manhandles you up over his lap.

He softly guides your trembling hips over his crotch, and the pleasure extends over both your faces. Jungkook's fingertips traces the line of your panties and he smiles at the cute small bow.

So extremely sinful, yet that little bow just makes him look at you with the tenderest grin. Not that you notice you're too hypnotized by the work of his crotch and his cock hitting you. Even thought it's covered by clothes, you can imagine the way it would slide into your pussy.

Jungkook can see a wet spot on top of his sweatpants, which makes him pant harder. Your thighs around his hips makes him hard, and you feel that, as his dick pushes up underneath you.

You make sure to sway your hips extremely careful and precise over it, Jungkook's face trembles into pleasure.

“Hmm, you like it when my hips are on top of yours like this?” You ask and press harder.

Jungkook knows what he must look like, but right now he doesn’t care.

Until he suddenly does, and something between you switches. The little dominance you had overtaken shifts and Jungkook pushes you onto your stomach.

His hand stays on your lower back, pushing your cunt into the madras, and making sure you feel the friction, and it’s obvious that you’re feeling the friction, your moans are loud and clear, and very begging.

“Jungkook! Jungkook please, please do something!” You say and Jungkook only mocks you by pushing you deeper onto the madras.

"What? Hm? What was it again that you chanted yesterday?.. Something about my dick?" His voice is deeper than usual, much like it was yesterday, and you can feel him at the shell of your ear, breathing into it.

"Mhm! Yes, yes!" You stutter and hump into the madras. Jungkook chuckles looking down yours and his body. You're laying flat on your stomach and he on top of you.

His dick is uncomfortably hard, laying flat across your ass. The power he has over you right now is unbearable, he's sure he could suggest anything right now, ropes, crops, ball gag, he could pull up the weirdest shit and you would jump in with both feet.

But he has a plan that he wants to follow by, and even if the thought of you gagged up and bound, is very intriguing he has to wait, just a little longer.

“Mhm, well then you’ll have to be a good girl for me.” Jungkook says and his lips drags across the skin on your neck. You only whimper which is enough signal for Jungkook to go on.

“Let me watch as you touch yourself,” He says and kisses behind the shell of your ear, “Show me how you please yourself.”

The image of you touching yourself with Jungkook's eyes watching your every movement is both sensual and anxious. Will he be satisfied with only watching?

Of course he won’t. Jungkook plans on burying his cock deep inside your pussy and drown it in your juices. But he has always had a deep desire to see you touch yourself, ever since the day you spoke to him. Were you chanting his name when your fingers graced your pussy? Or were you thinking of his body?

He needs answers to that question.

You moan as Jungkook humps over you, a little warning hump, on what’s going to happen afterwards.

Your hands reach down quickly and it’s a little difficult getting under your stomach and down to your clit as Jungkook’s weight also pushes down over you. But once your hands finally touches the fabric of your panties, you hump down over your hand.

Jungkook’s name immediately leave your lips, as if it was him who did it. And you do it again and imagine his long fingers doing it, just like yesterday.

Watching you like this, all fucked out and needy does things to Jungkook. He felt it yesterday, but it has come back today.

“Yea just like that baby.” Jungkook groan, and his hand finds it way down to yours. As his hand takes over the speed involves and you can feel yourself falling into a deep aroused hole, which you’re not sure you can come out of.

While all this happens and Jungkook adds two fingers into your pussy, he plants small kisses of affection all over your neck and upper back.

"More... More Kookie." You moan, and Jungkook can't control his smirk. "More Yea? Then turn around." He says as he raises himself off you and pulls his hand away.

The missing action makes you want to pull him back, but the thought of Jungkooks dick finally entering you is so much more appealing, so you control yourself and turn around like Jungkook had told you to.

Jungkook waits until you're finally laying down, head against his pillows which he knows is going to smell like you tomorrow. When your big eyes all needy for him looks up at him like this, he is reminded why he asked for this deal in the first place.

You're very beautiful in his eyes, and never being able to just tell you is killing him. But at least he can show you now.

Jungkook unties the straps of his sweatpants and your eyes follows every move. It's sensual and sinful watching the buff man peal off his clothes for you.

And when he finally pulls his boxers off as well and his cock jumps up to his abdomen, you're panting and rubbing your thighs against each other. Jungkook notices and that only feeds his ego.

"Take your underwear off, Y/N." He says, adorable smile playing on his lips, in contrast to his angry dick.

You immediately follow suit and pull your bra and panties off. You stay like that for a minute appreciating each other bodies. The erotic picture of Jungkook naked in front of you makes the sheets wet under you.

"Shit, Y/N, you look so good right now-" He says, but you cut him off by pulling him down and kissing him.

The way your lips move against each other is a new feeling. The both of you have gotten used to how the other kisses, and it gets better and better for every time you do it.

Between kisses Jungkook whispers all sorts of dirty things while he closes in on your body. "Mhm, I bet you're wet enough for the neighbors to hear it through the wall." "My sweet little baby, all needy and whiney for me." "I'm gonna coat you in my cum."

All these sorts of things leaves his mouth, and if you weren't this turned on it would probably have been gross, but his words only adds to the pleasure between your legs.

It's you who breaks the kiss. You lock eyes with him, they shine purple in the shadow of the led lights. Your hand slides over his cock, giving him a few pumps, and Jungkook moan in surprise.

"I want you. Right now." You say and Jungkook sees how serious you're trying to be with this. "I'm all yours Y/N." He says and line his dick up with your pussy, and finally you moan in union as he slips into you.

You've had sex many times with different people, but there's something totally different and even more intimate about this. The sounds you both let out are loud, and Jungkook moves fast from the beginning grinding into you with force. "Ah.. Fuck Y/N."

Your legs close in to get even more pleasure, but Jungkook rips them apart and pushes each of your knees down to the madras. "Shi- it." You say in response and Jungkook smiles down at you and bends to kiss your forehead. Your hands on Jungkook's back scratches as his dick hits your g-spot and his pelvis hits your clit. "Kookie.." You moan and turn your head, too deep into the pleasure to keep up. It doesn't take long before you feel your orgasm build up. Your whole body is glistering with sweat and so is Jungkook's. The white sheets are wrinkled up underneath you. Jungkook's hands leave your knees and instead takes a hard grip around your waist.

"I'm gonna try something baby, tap me twice if you want me to stop, okay?" You can't answer, no words will leave your mouth so you only nod.

When Jungkook said he wanted to try something you had not imagined that meant turning you over and onto all fours.

You're placed on all fours and Jungkook knows exactly what he's doing. He knows this is your favorite position, and you also happen to know it's his.

Jungkook's dick is still inside you, but he slowly pulls it out leaving only the tip. "Lay down for me goddess." Jungkook says and pushes on your upper back. With the little energy you have left you fall down, and only your ass is in the air now.

His hands hold tightly around your waist, and suddenly Jungkook hammers his dick into you with a force that has you nearly banging your head into the headboard. "Shit...!" You yell and are aware that the neighbors have full access to the noise you’re making.

His dick slide in and out of you and Jungkook can feel your walls tightening around him. It only adds to his desire and makes him push into you with even more force. His hands on your waist are giving electric shocks, and he lowers himself over your back and whisper into your ears.

“Do you feel that huh? How my cock is fitting so good into your pussy. Such a pretty little pussy, so tight and ready for me.” He says and that plus a very good hit in your g-spot is what tips you over.

Your orgasm hits, your back arches and it’s Jungkook’s weight over you that keeps you pressed down into the bed. You walls clench so much that Jungkook’s grinds slows down and it’s not long after you feel him twitch inside you and he pulls out and cums on your back. "FU- U- CK, Y/N..." He says.

He collapse on top of you and the white stripes of his cum mixes in between you. Not that you care, you’re both basking in the silence and satisfaction after the sex.

It fees magical, this moment. His body warmth is like a blanket, you want to keep him around you forever.

But after a few minutes he rises and the sticky noise form his cum fills your ears. He kisses you, “let’s get you cleaned up.” his arms sneaks around you and lifts you up.

Carrying you through the house and over to his bathroom he places you in the bathtub and fills it with water. There’s not once where he turns his back to you or his attention away, and you feel like a wanted person.

The water is hot and suites into your muscles loosing them up.

“So what happens afterwards?” You ask when you sit in the bathtub, asking yourself if he would kick you out now or not.

“You stay the night and we wake up together tomorrow, sounds good?” His hands play around with the water from your bath. His eyes are locked with yours and it’s weird seeing Jungkook this affectionate.

Usually when you see him with other girls, it’s sex and goodbye. You never knew Jungkook could be such a gentleman.

A smile plays on your lips, “That sounds good.” You say and try to hide how giddy you feel.

After the bath Jungkook carries you back to the bed. A movie is rolling in the background as you lay cuddled up by Jungkook’s side. You’re mostly watching the movie, but Jungkook just can’t pull his eyes from the small creature which is you laying in his arms.

When you fall asleep Jungkook turns off the movie and he too falls asleep next to you, with you pulled tightly into him.

Next morning you wake up first. Your legs are sore and your hair is a nest. But even so you lie smiling looking at Jungkook taking small puffs of air and clinging onto you like a little child.

You wouldn’t change this morning for anything in the world. This deal is the best thing you’ve ever agreed to.

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So what? | Maknae line

When you see the way your bully’s boyfriend looks at you, the perfect plan of getting revenge on your tormentor comes to mind… Having sex with their hot boyfriend.. they’d never see it coming!

Contains: reader stealing her bully’s bf, reader is lowkey crazy cause she’s having sex with them to take revenge on the bullying lol, cheating, kinda tame sex wise, hotel sex Tae, car sex Jungkook, bedroom sex Jimin, sex from behind, riding, missionary

Admin note: Only smut, use your imagination on how the bully would respond after finding out and any other plot details 🤭

Taehyung

Oh, he was good.

So fucking good.

You were at loss for words as you bounced back against his cock, your ass clapping against his thighs, his cock sliding in and out of you at a fast, steady pace, the bed creaking slightly as he thrusted into you.

The TV was blaring in the background, you had no idea what was on, too lost in pleasure as Taehyung was hitting his cock into the right spots, and it was taking every last bit of willpower in you to keep from screaming his name.

“Feels good, don’t it?” Taehyung chuckled at the sight of you desperately fucking his cock for more. You barely managed to whisper out a ‘yes’ before it was drowned into a series of high pitched moans.

His fingers dug into your waist as he brought your hips back harder against his own, and the way he was thrusting into you had you feeling like the air was being punched out of your lungs.

“Yes, yes…” You cried, nails digging into the sheets below you, as you let out a low whine, your hips bucking back against his.

There was an odd sense of satisfaction knowing you were stealing his girlfriend's man away, especially when that woman had made it her goal to make your life a living hell.

But that bitch didn’t even deserve him, and it was clear that he didn't want her. The way his hands moved to grab your tits, squeezing them in his hands, before they moved lower to rub circles around your clit, the way his hips slammed up into you, the grunts that escaped from his mouth, and how he was desperate to stretch you out with every inch of him, made it clear that he enjoyed the way you felt against him.

Taehyung’s hand snaked towards your throat, his fingers wrapping around your throat, as his pace picked up. Taehyung pulled your upperbody against his chest, your back pushed against his bare chest, and a strangled moan escaped your lips, the sensation starting to make you feel light headed.

“I’m close…” Your legs quivered as the tip of his cock repeatedly pressed against your sweet spot. Shit, how was he so great at making you feel this good?

“Yeah? You just can't get enough of this cock, huh? So fucking needy...” His voice was raspy, low, as his fingers tightened around your neck.

He was so damn good, and you felt yourself nearing your climax, with him still pounding into you from behind, the bed shaking with the force of his thrusts, and you came, moaning loudly, your orgasm making your body shake, and the sound of your cries were drowned out by the movie that was playing on the TV.

Your hips stuttered, and your vision became hazy as he continued to pound into you, fucking you through your orgasm, and you whimpered at the sensory overload.

Taehyung released his hold around your neck, his fingers loosening, and you dropped your body forward, taking shaky breaths as you laid still for him.

Taehyung let out a string of curses, as he buried himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as his own orgasm hit him.

Jungkook

This was so dirty.

Jungkook didn’t want to waste a second longer, and neither did you.

Your skirt was pulled up and your finger hooked into your panties, pulling it to the side, as his cock slid past your wet folds, and your mouth parted as he slid into you with ease, your juices coating his length.

You could see the people walking past the window, but none of them paid any attention to you, and that was what made it even hotter.

Jungkook’s tongue hung over his bottom lip as his eyes fell shut, relishing the way your walls clung around his cock. Your bully’s boyfriend leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours, his lips hovering over yours. You let out a sigh of content as he began to rock his hips back and forth, and a moan escaped your lips when he picked up the pace, fucking you at a slow pace.

With your arms wrapped around his shoulders, you thought about that bitch, enjoying the fact that you were fucking her boyfriend in public. It was so fucking dirty, but you were so turned on by the risk, and the fact that she couldn’t do anything to stop you, only made the sex that much better.

“Jungkook…” You whispered. “Kiss me.” You asked of him as your fingers brushed through his hair, and his eyes were glossy, filled with lust, as he closed the distance between the two of you, his lips pressing against yours, his kiss needy, hungry, and your tongues danced together as he continued to pump his cock in and out of you.

You tried to spread your legs as far as you could, but your right leg was blocked by the seat. There wasn’t much room, but you were fully able to spread your left leg, allowing him more access to push his cock in deeper.

You broke the kiss, your brows furrowing together, your mouth open, your breathing growing heavy.

Jungkook smirked at the sight of you coming undone, the way your body was so eager to take in his cock, he couldn’t get enough of you. Jungkook’s hands traveled to yours, your fingers intertwined as he slowed down his pace, stroking the length of his shaft in you slowly, making sure you felt every inch.

"Love that?” Jungkook whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. You nodded, the knot in your stomach tightening, your body started to feel warm, as your pussy clenched around his cock, and you were getting close, and judging by the way his thrusts were starting to grow sloppy, you could tell he was nearing his climax as well.

You couldn’t believe how fucking hot this was, and you knew this wouldn't be the last time you did this. You couldn’t stop, it felt so good.

Then, out of nowhere, your body shuddered, your pussy clenched, and your walls tightened around his cock.

Your eyes fluttered shut, and you let out a moan as the waves of pleasure coursed through your body, your orgasm hitting you.

And he wasn’t far behind.

His fingers tightened around yours, as he pumped his cock into you, his other hand holding onto the side of your face, his thumb running over your cheek, before his lips crashed into yours, and he came, filling you up.

Jimin

You were getting fucked in their bed.

The bed your bully shared with her boyfriend, and there was something oddly satisfying about the whole situation.

“Tired, baby?” Jimin cooed, his fingers rubbing circles onto your thighs. He was lying on his back, and you were sitting on top of him, your pussy swallowing his cock whole, and the room was filled with the sounds of your whines and the slap of skin on skin.

“Mm, yeah…” You admitted, rolling your hips. “Starting to.” Your voice was low and soft, the exhaustion starting to settle in. Your body was starting to feel tired from the relentless bouncing on his cock. His cock was filling you up so nicely, and you couldn’t get enough.

Jimin pulled himself up, and you giggled as he moved you along with him as he moved back onto the bed, resting his back against the wall.

His hands wrapped around your waist, as he started to bounce you up and down his cock, his cock sliding in and out of you, and the way he was pounding into you had your entire body moving up and down.

“Oh! Oh!” The intense pounding caught you by surprise— you didn’t even have to do anything as he bounced you up and down on his cock, and all you could do was moan and whimper, it was as if you turned into a limp ragdoll, unable to move as the pleasure overtook all of your senses.

Jimin chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement, the way your body was so responsive to his cock, the way you were letting out little whines and gasps, and the way your hands clung to his shoulders, told him that you were loving this just as much as he was.

“Cock’s making you all weak, hm? Bet that feels good doesn’t it babygirl?” He asked, his lips trailing over your neck, leaving kisses along the way.

Your eyes were closed, and your brows were furrowed, the stimulation nearly driving you insane, and the sound of his voice snapped you back into reality.

“I can’t, too big, too good…” You rambled, not even sure of what you were saying anymore. You could feel his smile against the crook of your neck, his lips moving over to the shell of your ear.

“Oh yes you can, you’re doing it right now.” He coaxed.

A low, broken moan escaped from your lips, and you couldn’t help the way your hips started to rock against his desperately— needing more of his cock.

You felt dizzy, everything felt so hot, and the way his cock was hitting you deep inside, you couldn’t take it.

You let out a cry, your eyes rolling back as your orgasm washed over you, Jimin groaned as he felt your muscles tighten around his cock, the sensation sending him over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled you up.

The room fell silent, save for the two of you catching your breath. You collapsed against him, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, peppering your face into kisses.

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dollfaceksj · 8 months

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can you give us a hint about ending what.. pls. i’m dying.

or i could just give you the entire drabble? <33

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taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #26

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the loud music is blaring

thumping through your veins

and your feet hurt

you should really stop wearing new heels to parties.

oh right

it’s saturday

you’re in a club

with yoongi

tae

jimin

and

joon and jin

joon and jin seem to be getting … really close

could’ve sworn you saw namjoon holding seokjin’s waist when no one was looking….

whispering sth in his ear at which seokjin hit joon’s shoulder and joon just chuckled

if you didn’t know any better

you’d say they’re REALLY good friends.

(not.)

and if anyone’s wondering about the devil himself

jungkook didn’t contact you after you’d left his home that day

not that same day

not the day after

not the day after that

and not the day after that

…

you had dmed him earlier today

it went something like

from: you

‘are you going clubbing today with us?’

from: @.jungkook97

‘No’

from: you

‘oh okay’

Seen

he left you

on seen.

…

you’re pulled out of your thoughts when a big hand rests on your lower back

“you okay?” yoongi says into your ear

you turn your face to look at him and smile, nodding your head. “just thinking about class.”

yoongi came to pick you up today

has been kissing you all night

and you’re enjoying every moment with him

“you’re here with me, no need to think about class.” he turns you around by your waist to make you fully face him

you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer, fingers playing with his long black hair

“like my hair?” he holds your waist firmly, thumbs gently rubbing your ribs through the fabric of your dress

like his hair?

you’re addicted.

he’s so fucking fine

“hm,” you hum in confirmation, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “it really suits you. i almost dropped my panties when i saw you again at jimin’s party.”

he chuckles and shakes his head. “you’re a bold little flirt but that all changes when it’s time to get serious, hm?”

you pout, bringing your hands down to his shoulders

if only he knew how filthy you can get

you huff, “screw you.”

he laughs which makes his shoulders bounce slightly as he presses a soft kiss to your jaw. “is that a new lip combo?”

wow

he noticed?

you raise your eyebrows in surprise. “yeah, it is, actually. i can’t believe you noticed.”

he pulls back and glances down at your lips. “of course i noticed.”

you press your lips together, blending out your gloss. “this is kissproof. thought it’d come in handier.”

he exhales through his nose which you can only describe as a short chuckle. “kissproof lipstick? that exists?”

you nod your head, rubbing all around his shoulders and biceps. “even fuckproof exists.”

at that, he raises his eyebrows and laughs again. “are you serious?”

“100%, i’m serious!” you join in on the laughter

he licks his lips and slowly nods his head as he glances at your lips again. “is letting me know your lipstick is kissproof a new way of telling me to kiss you?”

you shrug your shoulders. “i thought i was a bold little flirt? wouldn’t i just tell you if i wanted you to kiss me?”

he pulls you closer, bodies pressed together. “that may be true but you’re also a little brat that makes everything harder than it needs to be.”

hmm.

you innocently bat your eyelashes up at him. “me, a brat? you wound me, yoongles.”

he chuckles again and then reaches up with his hand, gently playing with the shell of your ear. “you gonna let me kiss you or do you wanna keep doing this all night?”

a smile tugs on the corners of your lips but you don’t waste any time as you lean in and press your lips to his

he kisses back right away

squeezing your waist

kissing you

like you’re the only person on earth

so why

are you

still thinking

about him

then

a hand on your arm

pulls you out of your amazing kiss with yoongi

you glance at whoever it was

“here you are!” taehyung yells as he puts his other hand on yoongi’s shoulder and slightly shakes him

yoongi’s face turns into a scowl but quickly changes when

he sees

who’s with tae

“i just bumped into sooyeon!” taehyung steps out of the way to show this.. stranger

yoongi raises his eyebrows. “oh, damn, hey. it’s been a while.” he moves to give her a side hug before moving to stand behind you, bringing his hands back to your waist

“this is y/n,” taehyung bumps his hip into yours

you smile at her and bow your head, which she copies

this atmosphere

is uhhhh

weird.

don’t know how to feel about it

you glance over your shoulder at yoongi and he glances down at you, winking at you before looking back at this girl named sooyeon

taehyung takes your hand and leads you back to the bar, tearing you away from yoongi

you frown at tae. “who was that?”

“hm? oh, sooyeon?” he says as he motions at the bartender for another drink. “that’s his old.. uh…. bed partner?”

okay then?

“and you took me away and left them alone for what exactly?” you ask him, crossing your arms over your chest

“what? are you jealous?” he smirks as he bumps his hip into yours. “thought it wasn’t serious?”

“i’m not jealous but i think it’s kind of obvious i wanted him to be mine for the night.” you flick him in the forehead

“ow!” he screeches as he rubs his forehead. “she walked up to me and said she wanted to talk with yoongi. since you two aren’t anything serious i figured it wouldn’t be harmful.”

you roll your eyes and shake your head. “you’re impossible.”

he shrugs his shoulders. “so? the only reason why you’re not going official with yoongi is probably because you’re still messing around with someone else too, right?”

you pinch your brows together, throat already drying out.

“not denying? i wonder who, then. probably that sneaky link you had 3 months ago,” he laughs and you hit his shoulder

“ouch!” he rubs his shoulder. “i’m just messing with you.”

you finally say, “i’m not seeing anyone else.”

“i believe you.” he nods his head. “you’d tell me if you were, wouldn’t you?”

record scratch

fuck

Fuck.

if there’s anyone in the world

you hate lying to

it’s taehyung

all you can bring yourself to say is, “yeah.”

he nods his head and rubs your shoulder. “good.”

yeah…

good.

sure. it’s good.

everything’s good.

it’s all good.

“how are things with jungkook?” he asks

and it’s the question you dread the most

“uh,” you mumble as you think about your answer. “i asked him if he was coming tonight. he said no.”

he nods his head in approval. “progress is progress.”

“tae,” you start, “is there something else i need to know about jungkook? i don’t want to accidentally say something that upsets him.”

he tilts his head to the side as he thinks about your answer. “hm…”

you rub your own arms in order to comfort yourself as you wait for his answer

“he doesn’t like when you insult his favorite characters.”

you roll your eyes

that’s not what you meant!!!

“oh, he also doesn’t like when you call him out on his eating habits.”

wow. thanks tae. so useful.

well… he does think you’re on friendly terms with jungkook so all of this is pretty useful tbh

“and i’m convinced he’s still in love with his ex-girlfriend but he doesn’t like it when i mention it.”

okay.

that’s.

totally okay.

“why do you think that?”

“i already told you. he craves that love and affection still but he’s scared. i know for a fact if she were to come back into his life he’d be on his knees for her.”

right

okay

yeah

that uhhh

makes sense. you suppose.

“also,” he begins as he turns to you. “i forgot to mention, did you borrow jungkook’s shoes?”

you frown. “uh. yeah. why?”

“oh. he just told me to let him know when you’d be leaving the club so he could come over and get them.”

is he

using that moment from weeks ago

as an excuse for tae

to come to your home

without letting you know beforehand?

“but i told him to wait till tomorrow morning. don’t wanna rush you out the club!”

well!

you shake your head. “tell him i’m leaving.”

“what?! it’s only 1am!”

you take one sip of his glass and hand it back to him. “i’m tired.”

you turn around and fish your phone out of your purse, booking an uber

you walk back to yoongi who is still

in a conversation

with his old fuck

“oh, there you are.” he walks up to you

you look up at him. “i think i’m gonna go, i’m tired and i have to get up early tomorrow.”

his brows worriedly pinch together. “oh, you’re leaving?” he looks over his shoulder at sooyeon who’s just sipping on her drink

he looks back at you. “i’m sorry about what just happened. i didn’t think i’d–”

“yoongi, relax. i’m not mad. i’m literally just tired.” you cup his face and bring his lips to yours in a quick kiss. “i’ll see you later.”

he blinks at you and visibly looks relieved

“should i bring you home? let me drive you home.” he pats his pockets to locate his keys but you stop him

“i already booked an uber. just have fun, okay? extra fun, for me too.” you place one last kiss on his cheek and wave at him before turning around

not letting him say another word

by the time you’ve arrived

you unlock the door to your lobby and make it up the stairs

just to see

him

sitting on one of the stairs on your floor

you sigh as your heels click loudly against the tiles, heading towards your apartment as you unlock it

you don’t even look his way

he quietly gets up and follows behind you, walking into your apartment with you

he closes the door behind him and you toss your purse at your couch before turning to him. “something you wanna talk about?”

he shoves his hands into his sweatpants as he looks anywhere but you.

“yeah,” he starts and clears his throat before finally looking at you. “i think it’s best if we stop whatever it is we’re doing.”

okay

you don’t wanna sound desperate

or needy

or clingy

but

you really wanna know why

you scrunch your brows together. “why?”

he sighs quietly and shrugs his shoulders. “sneaking around and lying to everyone i love isn’t exactly my cup of tea.”

maybe it’s the alcohol in your system but you don’t like how he thinks he can get away with acting like you’re fucking stupid

you scoff and take a step closer to him. “that’s bullshit and you know it.”

he shakes his head. “no, it’s not.”

“you’re a shit fucking liar, kook,” you bitterly chuckle as you head into your kitchen, clearly not taking him seriously

“you’ve tried to end it before too. why are you suddenly being difficult?” you hear his voice from behind you in your kitchen

“because it’s a shit excuse.” you turn around to face him. “tell me the truth and i won’t be difficult.”

he stares at you for a few moments with a clench in his jaw

you just stare back and slowly cross your arms over your chest, indicating you’ll stand there as long as you have to, waiting for his response

he clicks his tongue. “alright,” he says as he starts closing the distance between you two. “you wanna know the real reason?”

you shrug your shoulders nonchalantly. “i just said i did, didn’t i?”

“i want you to stop seeing yoongi.”

there it is

you tilt your head to the side with a frown on your face. “well, i’m not gonna.”

“i know you won’t. which is why i’m saying it’s better if we end whatever bullshit we have going on.”

you bitterly laugh. “you’re un-fucking-believable.” you walk back into the living room and he simply follows behind you

he rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek, clearly getting pissed all over again

what’s his deal?

the fucking audacity

“you fuck the entire school but it’s a problem when i see just one person aside from you? do you hear how unfair you’re being?” your throat is getting itchy with how dry it’s getting

“i know. i know it is unfair which is why i’m saying i want to break it off.”

you cut him off. “well, i don’t want that.”

“why?” he steps closer and you haven’t noticed how he’d been constantly taking steps forward, closing the distance between you two

you swallow thickly but you don’t answer

“why?” he repeats, standing right in front of you now, staring you down with his black eyes

“because fuck you, that’s why.”

the words barely make it out of your mouth when jungkook swiftly turns you around by your waist and pins you against the wall, your cheek pressed against the surface

his breath is on your face, lips grazing your ear

“if we keep doing this, i’m going to ruin your perception of sex.” his breath causes a jolt of electricity to travel up your vertebrae. “no one will fuck you like i do and you fucking know it.”

you quietly grunt at his words, weak in the knees by how he has his hand pressed flat against the spot right in between your shoulderblades to ensure you don’t escape

“don’t fucking flatter yourself, jungkook. you’re mediocre at best.”

no he’s not and you fucking know it

he chuckles but there’s no humor behind it

“if i’m so mediocre, why do you refuse to let me go?”

well.

you just shot yourself in the fucking foot with that one

touché…

one point goes to jungkook. YOU SUPPOSE.

“because you know i’m right,” he replies. his other hand travels down your side, gripping your waist

you slightly move around, ass accidentally brushing against his crotch

“fuck,” he whispers, minty breath draping over your face

it was an accident but you’ve never been happier doing something on accident

“you’re such a fucking tease,” he says

to which you reply, “and you’re a fucking pervert.”

he groans loudly. “i can’t stand you. i hate you so damn much,” he mumbles as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent

“i’m not exactly a fan of you either,” you shakily breathe out

he suddenly halts and then turns you around again, lunging straight at you

he catches your lips in an angry kiss, one hand on your waist and one on your hips, tightly squeezing you

you moan into his kiss, hands resting on his biceps as he pushes you backwards toward the couch

he parts from your lips and turns you around again, bending you over the side of the couch, your hipbones right on top of the arm rest

he grabs your wrists and pins them into your back, his hardening boner pressed straight into your ass

“fuck,” he whispers as he uses one hand to keep both your wrists pinned while the other kneads your asscheek through the fabric of your dress. “i can’t fucking stand that you’d wear this for someone other than me.”

he brings his hand down in a rough slap to your asscheek, making you jolt forwards

you gasp and moan at the impact, cursing at him but it doesn’t mean anything to him

“you look so good. so damn good,” he mumbles under his breath as he continues to knead your ass. “did you think about me when you put this on?”

yes. yes, you did.

you grunt, “fuck you.”

he only chuckles as he starts grinding his groin into the swell of your asscheeks, muttering quiet swear words

you softly moan at the feeling. “jungkook,” you mewl

“say the words and i’ll defile you here on this damn couch.”

he’s asking for confirmation

and there’s not a single bone in your body that doesn’t want this

you say, “do it already.”

and that’s all he needs

because the speed he uses in which he hikes your dress up and yanks your panties down needs to be studied

he drops onto his knees behind you and slaps his hands straight onto your asscheeks as he spreads them apart and attacks your attention-seeking pussy with his tongue

you cry out, your cheek still pressed into the cushions as jungkook devours your poor sex with his mouth

he licks up and down your slit like he’s got somewhere to be, sucking and slurping all around

your body almost falls limp at the amount of pleasure you’re receiving right now, legs shaking but he keeps you still with his firm hands

he tongue suddenly licks up to your asshole and you shriek, “what are you–”

“sorry, couldn’t help myself. i won’t do it without permission again,” he presses a kiss to your butthole before returning to fucking his tongue into your pussy

well

you didn’t exactly

dislike it

but!!! gross!!!!!

he kisses you with that mouth!!

…

you can’t think about it any longer when he plunges two fingers into you, massaging all around your walls and rubbing against your g-spot which makes your entire body jerk every time he grazes it

he holds you down but continues to assault your g-spot, clearly enjoying the way you’re crying and squirming under him

after fingerfucking you for quite some time

he rises to his feet again and when you look back to look at him, he’s tearing the plastic off a condom with his teeth

“brought a condom, did you?” you tease, “knew you couldn’t resist fucking me?”

he merely grunts in response as he rolls his condom onto his dick

guess that’s a point for you

he positions his dick at your sex and slowly pushes in

he moves his dick in and out of you, listening to your hisses as you try to get used to the burn

but once your hisses turn into moans, he’s quick to reach out and grab a fistful of your hair

watching your asscheeks recoil against his hips as he fucks you good

“can’t believe you’ve been letting someone else fuck this pussy. my pussy,” he says as he brings his free hand down to slap your ass again

he’s fucking you so good that you can’t even focus on forming a coherent sentence

all you can do is take it, cry and be mindblown by how good he’s making you feel

he fucks you like that for a while, the sound of skin slapping, your wet pussy being pounded and your pornographic moans are loud enough to let anyone in the area know what you’re up to

then, he pulls out and lets go of your hair, pulling you up to your feet and turning you around

he hastily reaches for the zipper on your dress and yanks your dress down

he pulls your bra straps down your arms and pulls the bra down to your waist, not even bothering to take it off, just wanting to expose your breasts to him

he makes you step out of your dress and you happily comply, watching as he pushes you to sit down on the armrest of the couch this time

you take your seat and he quickly hooks his hands under the back of your knees, spreading you enough

he purses his lips together to let his saliva land on your pussy and trickle down your slit

he spreads his saliva around your folds with the head of his dick

before pushing back into you and groaning at how you squeeze around him

and you’ve never felt this good before

“ah shit,” he curses, “pussy so damn good.” he starts thrusting into you, one arm hooked around the back of your thigh to keep your spread while the other holds your waist

his eyes watch as your breasts bounce from the momentum of his thrusts and you can’t help but want to look good for him

you moan his name softly and his eyes shoot up at yours finally

“tell me who this pussy belongs to.”

you grunt in response, closing your eyes as you try to focus on every inch of his dick rubbing against your slick walls

“tell me who this fucking pussy belongs to, y/n.”

you ignore him once again

his hand wraps around the base of your throat, gently squeezing which elicits another moan from you

“fuck you,” you spit, glancing down at how his dick slides in and out of you

he humorlessly chuckles before pressing his lips against yours

kissing you like he’d choose you out of a lineup of a billion other people

you moan into his kiss, welcoming his tongue as his thrusts start to get even harder

“tell me,” he says as he parts from your lips, face still right in front of yours

you finally moan, “you.”

“say the entire sentence,” he demands, thrusts never faltering in speed and precision

you grunt and throw your head back, not answering once again

“i said,” he starts slamming his hips into yours at a torturous pace, eliciting screams from you that you’re sure your neighbors heard. “say the entire sentence.”

you cry out, “my pussy belongs to you–!”

he nods his head and looks down at where your bodies are connected. “good girl. good fuckin’ girl.”

he licks his lips. “no one takes me so well. no one else,” he mumbles, seemingly unable to tear his eyes away from your sex

you mewl as you follow his gaze, your eyes glued to your pussy getting pummeled by a dick belonging to a guy you supposedly hate and that also supposedly hates you

“you’re gonna make me fucking cum,” he grunts as he moves one hand to rub your clit at a speed that will have your orgasm approaching in no time

“ah, fuck! jungkook–!”

“shh. just cum on my dick, pretty.” he leans down and kisses you which only quickens the approach of your orgasm

it doesn’t take long for you to cum, crying and clenching all around his dick

your hands scratching his shoulders open, breaking skin with your nails

he hisses as he fucks you through your orgasm, grunting at how tightly you’re squeezing him

you want to fall limp after you’ve ridden out your high but jungkook doesn’t let you, tightly holding your waist with both hands now as he chases his own orgasm

overstimulation is making you squirm and sob for him but there’s nothing more you want than for him to cum as hard as you just did

wanting him to cum because of you

abruptly, he pulls out of you

right as you’re about to ask him why he stopped

he yanks his condom off and drops it onto the floor before reaching around the back of your head

he holds your head and pulls it towards him, making you glance down

he starts jerking himself off, aiming the head of his dick right at your sex

he’s

making you

watch him

cum

all over your pussy

his way of claiming

and actually marking his territory

you bite down on your lip as you watch him get himself to his own high, hand pumping himself at such speed that it makes you clench around nothing

and a few seconds later

warm ropes of white shoot straight out of his dick and land right onto your pussy

coating you

and painting your sex with his cum

“fuck,” you whimper as you watch it all unfold, listening to his own moans as he milks himself of every drop

he curses as his orgasm ends, the hairs on his forehead sticking to his skin from the sweat

he tries catching his breath as he glances into your eyes, your own eyes staring back into his

“should’ve never told me to make you my slut.”

your face turns into a scowl but

all of a sudden his lips are on yours again

kissing you with so much fervor

kissing you like this is the only place he wants to be

moments pass of just uninterrupted, hungry, angry kissing

then he abruptly pulls away

the look on his face is as if he realizes how far out of line he’s stepping

realizing he’s breaking his own rules

it’s quiet for a few moments before he hands you a few tissues and pulls his boxers back up

you hiss as he helps you get down from the couch, your inner thighs already feeling sore

he throws the condom away

he gets dressed again and quietly slides his feet into his shoes before opening the door

you realize he’s not leaving

he’s running away

because the way he kissed you

was not a way to kiss someone you want to leave behind

he glances at you over his shoulder

do you want him to leave?

to be continued

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7ndipity · 1 month

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Their S/o Has A Meltdown

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How the members would react to their Autistic/Neurodivergent S/o having a meltdown

Warnings: Mentions and depictions of meltdowns/panic attacks and being overstimulated,

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! As usual I want to put my disclaimer that these are based off my own knowledge and experience, so these might not work for everyone, but I hope they still bring you some level of comfort, whether you're ND or not!💜

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Jin: As I said before, I think he’d be really good at reading your cues and knowing when you’re getting overwhelmed and helping de-escalate things before you reach full meltdown, but he knows they’re unavoidable sometimes. He’d definitely want to hold you if you’re okay with being touched, reminding you that you’re okay and that he's got you. Starts telling funny stories about him and the members to distract you, increasing the absurdity of the details til something makes you laugh. Makes sure you hydrate and rest afterwards, cuddling till you fall asleep.

Yoongi: He would be quiet but so reassuring, sitting with you and helping try to guide your breathing till you’re calmed enough to talk with him. He would have your favorite calming playlist saved so he could play it whenever you need. He’s glued to your side for a while after, he takes looking after you very seriously at times like this, because he knows you’re usually exhausted both mentally and physically. He’d help you change into some comfy clothes and tuck you in bed or on the couch with your favorite show/movie to help you relax.

Hobi: As soon as he sees you getting panicked, he’s making sure the space around you is as quiet and comforting as possible, closing the curtains, bringing you any comfort items you might have, etc. Hugs you and rubs your back if you’re okay with being touched. Tries to keep his voice light as he talks you through it, cracking little jokes here and there to try and make you smile or laugh. Super gentle and sweet with you once you come back down, giving you lots of reassurance and praise as he settles you in the bed to recover.

Namjoon: The biggest protective teddy bear during meltdowns, keeping his voice low and soft as he comforts you, holding your hands so you don’t hurt yourself. Another member who would have a special playlist of songs that he knows help calm you. Starts talking about one of your special interests to help distract you and give you something positive to focus on. Stays close to you for a long while afterwards, talking through what triggered you if you’re comfortable sharing, and making sure you’re resting comfortably.

Jimin: He does his best to watch out for your signals so he can de-escalate meltdowns where he can. If you’re alright with being touched, he’ll bundle you up in his arms and hold you for as long as you need, rocking you both back and forth gently. If music helps calm you, he would hum and sing till his voice gave out if it meant you felt better. If it’s a really bad one, he lets you cry while he rubs your back and shoulders. Once the worst of it passes, he moves you to the bed or couch and tucks you under a weighted blanket to make you feel extra secure.

Taehyung: Would pull you close and rock or sway with you, if you’re comfortable with being touched. If not, he’ll sit with you and help talk you through it, speaking gently and reminding you that you’re safe, that you’re not alone, and that he’s there for you. He’s super sweet and reassuring, praising you for steadying your breathing and calming down. He won’t pressure you to talk if you’re uncomfortable, but he would want to know what triggered you so he can help better next time. Cradles you to his chest and hums to you while you recoup or fall asleep.

Jungkook: He would definitely want to hold you, but he knows that’s not always an option at times like this, so he’ll just sit with you, talking softly and helping you balance your breathing out. Holds onto your hands both to help ground you and to keep you from hurting yourself. If you like deep pressure tho or weighted blankets, he’s all over it, holding and hugging you as tightly as possible. Makes sure to tell you how well you did and how proud he is of you, sticking close the rest of the day and making sure that you rest and recover properly.

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jeonsbabygirlsworld · 7 months

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MESSY AFFAIRS

SUMMARY: you look so pretty when your in your sleep and that gives jungkook a morning wood luckily you are there to help him with this problem ,but Jimin seems to be a bit jealous you started without him

PAIRINGS: reader and jikook are in open relationship.

SMUT WARNINGS : Jungkook loves morning sex , jikook likes giving Hickeys to reader , SQUIRTING, missionary , doggy style , unprotected sex .

WORD COUNT:1.5K

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You were sleeping peacefully on the bed draped in your red silk sheets . Jungkook who had been now rustling in the sheets for past few minutes, waking up he saw sleeping peacefully while he admired you causing him to have his usual morning wood , you groaned waking up when he started kissing your neck softly kissing and licking the hickeys given by him and Jimin .

Yesterday night Jimin had been working on his new music album , he had came home late when he saw you both awake and you were getting moody seeing him looking so hot in normal sweatpants and T-shirt . You had sex with both of them , Cumming really soon because you have been ovulating.

Oh Jimin , he was an early riser he had went to the kitchen for making breakfast for the both. Of you . You moaned waking up to see jungkook smiling “ Good morning baby” he softly said still in his boxers and draped in the slim sheets “Good morning kook” you said while kissing his the kiss soon turned into a make out session.

While you slept in your black two piece lingerie they were soon thrown on the ground with jungkook going down on you “ Baby is still so wet from last night did you have fun yesterday? We both fucked you hard didn’t we ?” He asked while messily kissing your clit slowly going to lick your folds while you moaned his name “kook your so good with your tongue” you said grabbing his hair to keep him in the place he kept sucking you .

“Started without me ?” Jimin rasped , loose grey sweatpants hanging on his hips while holding coffee and waffles for the three of you . “ Join us Hyung she is pretty wet right now got her all messy for us” jungkook said casually right before going to suck on your clit

making you hiss in pleasure.

“ Be good for us yeah Jagi ?” Jungkook said while going back in his knees to give Jimin some space . Jungkook dragged you to middle of the bed so he can have some space near your face he slowly stroked himself with his Calvin Klein boxers still on while Jimin made some space between your thighs , teasing you just by licking your clit and ignoring your whines . “ Jimin need your fingers in me please Baby” you whined telling him you would cum soon .

While jungkook took his phone from his side of the nightstand just so he could record you and Jimin . “ Baby look here and tell Hyung he is doing good” he said while phone is still in his hands . “ I’m cumming jimin” you said warning him , “ let go baby did so good for me” you soon came just by jimin teasing your cunt with tongue.

“ My turn Hyung wanna be inside her right now” jungkook said while rubbing him self . “ go ahead kook she is all ours but make sure she doesn’t pass out wanna fuck her too” he said chuckling . “ Kook want you now” you said slowly rubbing your pussy . “ Gonna fuck you now babygirl” jungkook slowly eased himself inside you “ good baby?” He asked while you nodded , jungkook started fucking you faster your moans were now getting louder.

“ Suck me while kookie fucks you baby your mouth can take me right?”he asked while moving towards your mouth “ kook let’s switch can you fuck me from the back baby wanna suck his cock” you asked with tears filling in your eyes on how good jungkook was fucking you he nodded slapping your tits and telling you to turn over “ show that ass of yours baby” . You turned over and started sucking Jimins cock while kook fucked you from behind groaning on how tight and warm your pussy was .

You stroked Jimin telling him to go slowly “wanna cum on that pussy baby” Jimin moaned “ slow gonna make me cum fast” he rasped “ Jungkook you close ?” He asked moaning when you sucked his tip “yeah I think will be there in few pussy so good makes me cum fast” Jimin slowly moved back telling you to just enjoy.

While jungkook was gonna come he told you to turn around his hard cock now slipped out of you while you rubbed your clit the both of them were jerking of moans slipping from their mouths they both soon came cumming over your pussy and their breaths now were fastened while you squirted moaning both of their names .

Jungkook hovered above you kissing your cheeks “ A very very good morning baby .. .. let’s get you cleaned up” he said while Jimin helped you to get up from the bed and kissed your cheeks telling him you did great “ freshen up bun I’ll warm the food for us” he said already getting out of the bed .

You were brushing your teeth when jungkook ran a bath for you in the back “ are you okay Y/n do you feel a bit sore ? Want me to massage you when you get out of the shower ?” He asked sweetly . You hummed telling him he can light those vanilla and clove candles with soft music on the side . “ Yes baby would do anything for you “ he cheerfully said adding your favourite fruity shower gel in the bath .

You were soon out of the bath got ready to spend the day with them , chatting on how you want to watch animated movies with both of them and enjoy the sunset .

“ jungkook , Jimin how about we take bam to see sunset near the beach how does it sound ?” You asked taking a bite of waffles Jimin heated up for you . “ yeah sure baby let’s take him we also need to take him to the groomer” soon finishing your breakfasts you were spending time with both of them Jimin occasionally going out for his office calls while jungkook made sure to cuddle you from the side and laying his head on the shoulder .

“ Baby you wanted massage right let’s go ? Jimin hyung can join us later after finishes “ he said softly you nodded telling him to light sone candles while you can go tell him . “ Bam come let’s go to the room” . You came in the house back as Jimin was still in the backyard telling bam to come up with you .

You entered taking in the scented candles and perfumes smell with your body essential oil laying in a try besides your bed on the nightstand “ Come fast jagi” jungkook said sitting on the bed only in his grey sweatpants showing his Calvin Klein boxers and gently biting his lips .

Bam ran towards his dad licking his just like hasn’t seen him since ages even tho he was spending his whole day with him you giggled seeing them . Bam then rested on the bed you had brought for him across the bedroom and dozzing of from time to time . You came and rested on the bed removing your T-shirt and sleeping on your stomach . “ jagi I’m gonna unclasp your bra is it okay ?” Jungkook , the man he is …….he made sure you were comfortable and joking on how he had seen everything and has fucked you so many times .

“ I just wanna make sure your fine with it baby” he giggled and soon started massaging your shoulders and going towards your calf slowly and gently massaging them “ kook your so good” you moaned appreciating him . Jimin had soon joined you on the bed kissing your cheeks and telling you both about the mv theme .

Soon your massage session can to an end when you all three decided to go to the beach just near the house with bam , you dressed up casually wearing shorts and some loose white top which belonged to Jimin and tyed your hair in a messy bun .

You four sat on the beach admiring the beautiful sunset giggling and talking about how you three had meet each other for the first time . The night soon rolls up . Jungkook insisted on making a ramen bowl for all of you . Thanking him you kissed his cheeks telling him how grateful you are and how much you love him . Jimin had bam in his arms as he was just 3 months old saying he is my baby he might be tired from all the walking you both giggled telling it’s fine you can hold him too.

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bearr02 · 7 months

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Safe and sound |Chapter Seven|

Pairing: Hybrid!ot7 x f!reader

Chapter warnings: kinda angsty, Joon doesn’t have the pest past..

Summary: You have worked at a hybrid rehab and adoption center for years, enjoying being able to help people others only see as their animal side. You thought you might end up taking in one or two, what you didn’t expect however, was to take in 7.

Genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut, non-idol au, hybrid au, strangers to friends to lovers au

Word count: 3.3k

Member’s hybrid types: Namjoon: Bear, Yoongi: Bobcat, Hoseok: Ferret, Jin: Wolf, Jimin: Red panda, Jungkook: Bunny, Taehyung: Marble fox

A/n: I finally figured out what I wanted to do with this chapter 🥳 sorry it took me so long, but it’s out now! Joonie’s here!!

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“He’ll have to keep this on for at least 3 weeks if not longer. I’ll do a check on how his arm is doing at the three week mark, and if it’s necessary we’ll keep it on longer..” You nod, rubbing Jungkook’s shoulder. “Is there anything else?” Dr. Martin asks, looking at you. “Yes, actually. I was hoping they’d be able to stay with me? I’d bring Jungkook back for appointments.” You ask, watching Dr. Martin hopefully. He smiles, giving you a small nod. “I can see the three of you are close, I wouldn’t want to get in the middle of that.” You smile widely, taking Jungkook’s hand in yours.

“I’ll let you know whenever I need him in.” You nod, bidding goodbye to Dr. Martin. As soon as the door is closed behind him, Jungkook is hugging you as tight as he can with his free arm, the other clad in a brace. “I’m so excited!” He mumbles against your shoulder, his smile noticeable in his voice. Hoseok wraps his arms around you and Jungkook, his tail wagging a mile a minute (yes ferrets can wag their tails, and it’s absolutely fucking adorable you should search it up). “You guys ready to go? We can stop and get you both some clothes on the way.” You feel Jungkook nod against your shoulder before removing himself from you, a wide smile still pulling on his lips.

Hoseok nods as well, reaching down to grasp your free hand in his, Jungkook already holding your other one. You smile at them before looking from Hoseok to the closed door. “Oh yeah, right.” He mumbles, opening the door with his free hand, leading you and Jungkook out after him. You take the lead when you get into the hallway, guiding them down the hall, to the lobby, to the parking lot, and to your car. The two start bickering on who’s going to sit in the front with you, making you shake your head. “How about the two of you just sit in the back?” You say, earning loud whines from the both of them as they stare at you.

You giggle, shaking your head before opening the back door and looking at the two of them. They both pout, Hoseok climbing into the backseat before Jungkook does. “We can cuddle when we get home, okay?” You say when you climb into the front seat, looking at the boys through the rearview mirror. They both nod, albeit reluctantly as they stare out the windows.

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By the time you get home, the two hybrids have already done enough complaining to last you a lifetime, the two grabbing your hands as soon as you’re out of the car. You giggle, attempting to wiggle your hands free. Neither like it. Loud whines and complaints spilling from their lips as they tighten their hold, keeping your hands interlocked. “I need to unlock the door! And if one of you still gets to hold my hand then the other will complain, you little babies.” You mock, earning pouts from the two. “We’re not babies!” Jungkook whines, leaning his head on your shoulder. “If anything you're the most baby-ish baby out of the two of you, Kook.” You say.

Jungkook whines, removing his hand from yours to deliver a small punch on your shoulder. You laugh, quickly taking out your key before Jungkook can grab it again. “Hey!” He whines, mouth gaping as he follows you and Hoseok up the small steps leading to the apartment door. You shrug, “You let go. That ones on you, Kook.” You say, leading them up the two flights of stars and to your apartment, unlocking the door. You walk in, placing your key in the small dish beside your front door.

A meow catches your attention as you look up to see your furry friend waltzing down the hall toward you, Jungkook and Hoseok. He skids to a stop, his ears turning back as he eyes Hoseok and Jungkook. “Oh yeah! This is my cat! I found him in an alley yesterday.” You say, letting go of Hoseok's hand, much to the hybrid's disappointment, to pet the cat. “Uh Y/n? He-” Hoseok cuts off Jungkook. “Is very cute! We can’t wait to spend time with him!” Jungkook gives Hoseok a confused look, until the hybrid elbows him in the side.

“Ooooookay?” You say, brows furrowed as you stand up. “Well welcome home!” You say, taking off your shoes and hanging your purse up, making your way to the kitchen. “What do you two want for dinner? If you don’t want anything we can run out and get something.” You say, taking out a can of tuna for your kitty friend. You put it onto a plate before grabbing it and taking it with you to the living room.

“Kitty kitty.” You call out, setting the plate by the couch. You stand to your full height, jumping slightly when you feel an arm slide around your waist. “Do you not have a name for your cat?” Jungkook snorts, laying his head on your shoulder. “Hey! To my defense he literally just got here last night.” You mumble, laying your hands over Jungkook’s. Jungkook smiles, hugging you tighter as he starts to sway the two of you.

“Okay, dinner.” You say, patting Jungkook's hand before pulling it from you. He pouts, making you smile, ruffling his hair before walking back to the kitchen, Jungkook and Hoseok on your heels. You sit on the counter, pulling out your phone, confusing Jungkook and Hoseok. “Y/n?” Jungkook asks. You look up, fighting the urge to coo at the bunny hybrid. His head is slightly tilted to the side, one of his ears flopping to the side with his head.

You hum, gaze shifting between the two. “Dinner?” Hoseok asks, an eyebrow raised as he stares at you. You nod, gesturing around the kitchen, “Take a look through the fridge and pantry, see if there’s anything you feel like. If not, we can go out and grab something.” You say, smiling at their expressions. Hoseok nods, dragging Jungkook to the fridge to look through it.

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The boys had decided on jajangmyeon, asking you with their best puppy eyes (not like they need it, you’d give in anyway) and smiling victoriously when you said yes. They waited in the kitchen while you cooked, at least for most of the time. Until you kicked them out for being annoying. The two left the kitchen and headed toward the living room with the biggest pouts on their faces they could muster.

“Dinner is a served.” You say, acting like a waiter from a fancy restaurant as you set the two dishes down on the coffee table. You take yours with you to sit on the couch beside the boys, digging in as soon as you sit down. The two practically scarf down the food, as if it’d been days if not longer since they’ve had a real meal. You watch with furrowed brows, setting your food on the coffee table catching their attention.

“How long has it been since the two of you ate?” You ask. Hoseok shrugs, “A while. A while for a decent meal at least. We’ve been on the streets for a while, getting by on just scraps.” He mumbles, avoiding your gaze. “How long have you been on the streets?” You ask, reaching out and pulling Hoseok into your embrace, the ferret hybrid being the one closest to you. He shrugs against you, snuggling into you, “A few months maybe? I’m not sure. I mean it’s only been a few days since we escaped our owners home. We ran away a few months ago but he found us again.” Hoseok mumbles, giving you one last squeeze before letting you go, returning to his meal.

You look at Jungkook over Hoseok's shoulder, the bunny hybrid seeming to have not heard the conversation, continuing to scarf down the food. You sigh, pushing your food toward the two hybrids. Hoseok looks up at you with furrowed brows, his mouth too full to say anything. You smile, “I’m not that hungry anymore.” You say. Hoseok stares at you for a moment longer before giving you a hesitant nod, grabbing your half empty dish and distributing it between him and Jungkook.

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When everyone has finished eating, you put the dishes in the sink, deciding to worry about washing them later. The boys asked (begged) to cuddle, so you proposed you’d watch a movie as well as cuddle. The two agreed immediately, and as soon as you sat back down on the couch, they pounced on you. Jungkook pushed you to lay down, resting all of his weight on your body making you groan. Hoseok occupied your right side, laying a leg over yours and Jungkook’s and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck.

You frown at the extra weight of the cat climbing on top of you, laying down with a small huff and curling into a ball. You groan, “You guys are suffocating meee.” You complain, pushing at Jungkook and Hoseok. “We said we’d watch a movie but how do I get a movie up when I can’t even reach the remote.” You say, attempting to push the boys off with no success. Hoseok leans away for a moment before he’s giving you the remote, laying back down on you as soon as you take it.

You groan, but comply, turning on the tv and searching for a movie.

—

Halfway through the movie your arm fell asleep. You would try and wiggle it every now and then only to receive a complaint from Jungkook, “Y/n you’re moving too much.” “Y/n stooop.” “Y/nnnnn I can’t focus on the movieeee.” “Just hold still.” “How come Hoseok doesn’t have to move and I do?” Safe to say your arm had to suffer for the rest of the movie.

When the movie ended, you’d practically pushed Jungkook off of you, wincing at the static that immediately shot through your arm. He pouts at you, glaring at you as he sits on the couch. Hoseok sits up, ruffling Jungkook’s hair before getting up from the couch, offering you his hand which you take gratefully.

“Sorry, Kook, but my arm is killing me.” You say with a groan, shaking out your arm. “Meanie.” Jungkook mumbles, still staring (glaring) at you. “How am I a meanie?” You ask, pouting at Jungkook. “You just are.” He says, making you laugh, ruffling Jungkook’s hair, making him whine, batting away your hand. “Shit! I forgot to take you guys to the store.” You mumble with a frown. “We can go another day, it’s fine.” Hoseok says, hugging you from behind and laying his head on your shoulder.

You pout, leaning back against Hoseok. “But I said I would-” You groan when your phone starts ringing, looking down at the table to see Mr. Dubose calling. “Hold on.” You mumble, stepping away from Hoseok and grabbing your phone.

“Hello?” You say, holding your phone against your ear as you walk into the kitchen. “Y/n? Could you please come down? We have a hybrid here and could really use your help.” You frown, “Yeah, of course, I’ll head over right now.” You say, heading out of the kitchen and straight toward the door, slipping on your shoes.

“Y/n? Where’re you going?” Jungkook asks, walking over to you. “Sorry, Koo but I have to go to work.” You say, grabbing your keys before turning to Jungkook who frowns. “I’ll be back, okay? I won’t be long.” You say with an apologetic smile, ruffling Jungkook's hair. He nods but his frown doesn’t leave his face as he looks down. You sigh, breaching the few steps between you to pull Jungkook into your arms. He goes lax in your hold, wrapping his good arm around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder.

“Don’t wan’ you to go.” He mumbles, rubbing his cheek along your shoulder, scenting you lightly. “I’m sorry, Koo, but I gotta. I’ll be back before you know it, bun.” You say, laying your head on Jungkook’s. “Gotta what?” Hoseok asks, walking up to the two of you. “Go to work. I got called in.” You say, patting Jungkook's back lightly before pulling him off of you, making him whine, chasing after you. Hoseok pouts, walking up to you and pulling both you and Jungkook into a hug making you groan, pushing at both of the hybrids.

“Guys I need to go to work.” You whine, slumping against them when your pushing does nothing. “Nuh.” Jungkook says, shaking his head against your neck. “Please? I don’t wanna get fired.” You say with a pout. Hoseok sighs, pulling himself away from you, albeit reluctantly, before moving to remove Jungkook from you. Jungkook whines, pressing himself closer to you. “Kook-ah. Let Y/n go. We can cuddle her later.” Hoseok says, pulling (prying) Jungkook off of you.

The latter whines, slumping against Hoseok as he watches you with a pout, his injured arm rendering him useless against Hoseok. “I’ll be back before you know it, bun.” You mumble, giving the two of them a small wave as you leave.

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“Thank you for coming in..again.” Mr. Dubose says sheepishly, leading you down the halls. “It’s no trouble.” You say, struggling to keep up with Mr. Dubose’s hurried steps. “He looks bad, Y/n. He just showed up. I think someone dumped him. He’s all beaten, and has wounds that never seem to stop bleeding.” You feel your stomach lurch, pursing your lips as you stop in front of a door. “It’s not good, Y/n. I’m just warning you now.” Mr. Dubose mumbles before he pushes the door open.

You peek your head in and wince at the strong scent of blood that wafts over you, gaze immediately finding the hybrid’s in the corner. He snarls at you weakly, backing up further against the wall. Your eyebrows furrow in concern at his state, a black eye accompanying his right eye, while his left eye looks swollen, he has a large gash across about a third of his abdomen and a large bruise on his jaw, multiple small bruises and cuts littering his legs and arms.

And that’s all you can see.

You’re not sure what’s hiding under his clothes, and quite frankly, you don’t think you wanna know.

“What happened to you?” You whisper out, slowly inching into the room and shutting the door behind you. He snarls again, breathing harsh and posture rigid as he stares at you. You sigh, sitting on the floor as you watch the man, propping your elbow on your thigh and laying your head in your hand. “If you tell me what happened, we’ll be able to help you better.” You say softly, eyes zeroing in on the man’s face.

He shakes his head weakly, “I don’t need your help.” He snarls, wincing at the hoarseness of his voice. You sigh again, drumming your fingers against your chin. “Would it help to know I have two hybrids of my own?” You ask. The man’s eyes narrow at you. “I’ll take that as a no then.” You say with a small nod. “Can I at least take a look at your abdomen? That gash doesn’t look good.” You mumble, glancing down at said gash.

The man grumbles incoherent words, curling in on himself. You sigh, slumping back against the wall behind you. You grunt as you pull yourself up, opening the door and peeking your head out. “Y/n? Did you get a look at him?” Mr. Dubose asks, rushing over to you. “Not quite.” You mumble, stepping out of the room and closing the door behind you. “He’s very closed off.” You mumble, frowning as you stare at Mr. Dubose.

He sighs, running a hand over his face, “Well fuck.” He mumbles. “I can try again, there’s just no guarantee. I’m worried about what may be hidden. From what I can see, he isn’t in good shape.” You mumble, glancing behind you at the closed door. “That’s what I’m worried about too. I’m not sure if his abdominal wound is infected or not, it looks bad, his eyes should be pretty easy to treat but I’m not sure about anything else if there is more.” You nod, leaning against the door.

A crash from inside catches your attention, immediately opening (flinging) the door to see the man hunched over a fallen tray, breathing heavily. “Are you okay?” You mumble, slowly stepping in with Mr. Dubose behind you. The man whimpers, a dry, scratchy sound as he clutches his abdomen. “What happened?” You ask, now standing about 5 feet from the man.

He looks up at you, eyes lidded and face contorted in pain. You glance at his abdomen, crouching down slowly and reaching out. You pause when he growls, looking up at his face with a pleading look, “It could be infected or get infected.” You mumble. The man grunts, “Don’t care.” He grumbles, pushing himself away from you, his eyes pinching shut as he purses his lips, pressing his hand tighter to his abdomen.

“Please. You’re in pain.” You say, sitting back on your heels as you watch the man. He shakes his head, sending you a weak glare as he does so. “See if you can get Dr. Martin in here.” You mumble, standing up and turning to Mr. Dubose. He nods, exiting the room. “I told you I don’t need your help.” The man sneers, his tone less threatening than he’d hoped it would have been. “But you do. Otherwise you may die.” You say, turning back to the man with your hands on your hips and a raised brow.

The man grumbles something under his breath as he turns away, curling in on himself against the wall. You sigh, “Look, it’s unorthodox, but if you don’t cooperate we’re required to give you a sedative that makes you all loopey and shit so we can help you.”

That catches his attention.

He whips around so fast, you fear he may have hurt his spine when he winces. You take a few steps toward the man, reaching your hands out with your brows furrowed in concern as he steadies himself. “Are you okay?” You check, meeting the man’s gaze. He nods reluctantly, looking away from your eyes.

You sit on the floor, closer to the man than you were before, facing him as you lay your elbows on your knees. “I’m Y/n.” You say, making the man raise a brow. “Just getting to know you a bit, you’re probably gonna be staying here for a while until you’re ready to get adopted.” You say with a shrug at the man’s gaze. He nods with pursed lips, looking down. “I know you probably don’t wanna be here right now, but we just want to help you. I want to help you.” You say, ducking your head a bit to try and catch his gaze.

The man nods, glancing up at you just as the door opens. His gaze immediately shifts to the door, gaze focusing on Dr. Martin as he enters. “You called?” He says, looking at you, then the man. His eyebrows draw together in concern, walking up to you and sitting beside you. “He’s got a really bad gash on his abdomen and I need help looking at it.” You mumble, eyes focused on the man’s face as you slowly inch closer, reaching out to his torn shirt.

He doesn’t make a move to stop you, only stares at you with an emotion you can’t quite place.

Maybe it’s a mix? A mix of..fear and..pain.

Your eyebrows furrow as you pause in your movements, eyes roaming over the man’s features. You blink rapidly before moving to move his shirt away from the gash, apologizing as he lets out a small hiss. Dr. Martin sucks in a breath at the sight in front of him, inching closer to get a better look. You don’t get hybrids in with wounds like these often, rarely, but not impossible. Whenever you do, it never fails to shock you to the very core what people can do to other people.

Just because they’re half animal.

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A/n: I hope this chapter was good, I kinda rushed to get it out, cuz like, life is getting busy sooooo..yEaH

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#BTS ot7 #hybrid BTS #BTS #Namjoon #Jin #Yoongi #Hoseok #Jimin #Taehyung #Jungkook #bts x reader #safe and sound

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Hello Mari, how are you? I was very happy with the new notifications! Your writing is one of my favorites🙃❤️.

If you feel comfortable, could you write a headcanon aimed at the BTS members where we are the boys' romantic interest, being the 8th in the group? Maybe a foreign member.

NOTE: Thank you very much for your attention! I'm happy to see you back, a big hug❤️.

Hello! thank you so much!

and i took this almost as a poly idea the second i read it, so thats kind of how i wrote your ask if that's okay! :)

bf!namjoon who constantly tries to hide negative comments about you during live, not wanting you to see any hate for being their 8th member. He and the boys know that your relationship with them is a secret, but cant help but to still try to protect you from anything and everything. Knows when something is wrong during an interview and immediately will send a signal to their manage that the interview is over. Tries to be a confidant to you and help you integrate into idol society as their new member.

bf!jin who just tries to do whatever he can to help you in any way. "Oppa will do it". Knows you are independent but loves to help you with the little things like opening a jar of pickles. Will keep snacks near by for you knowing how you tend to stress eat. Will forever be your cooking buddy despite you loving to bake. Wants to try to bake for you but you might need to help him not put too much baking soda into the baked good.

bf!yoongi who may not show it, but is so in love with you that he knows everything. he is so observant and knows exactly how you like your orange peeled (with none of the white stuff left because you can't stand the texture of it). Loves that you will hold his whenever he wants and for as long as he wants. Will never move first when cuddling on the couch, waiting until you make the first move. Is the first to sense something wrong by watching your facial expressions and body movements (like how you rub your fingers together when nervous or anxious).

bf!hoseok who takes extra time to help you learn all of their choreography so you don't falll behind with their new music/choreo. Is the best at getting you up and out of bed when you feel down from the hate youre getting online. will bring you your favorite coffee/tea when he knows you have an early morning. buys you your wardrobe (along with jimin) as they both want to dress you and take pride in the fact that you were the clothes they buy you. loves to dress you up in matching outfits.

bf!jimin who is very cuddly and affectionate. loves to lean on you and have you lean on him. spends a lot of time just being a buddy while you do chores or are getting ready for a schedule. just loves to being your ocmpany, not needing anything planned. will just lay in bed with you for hours, keeping you from stewing too long on things not in your control. stops the company from putting you on a diet for their next comeback because you are absolutely perfect to him and the boys.

bf!taehyung who loves to go explore with you. any new city you guys go to he likes to take you out to explore life in the city and find new places. loves to buy you accessories like scarves and sunglasses because then you guys match. taehyung who reads out all the "marry me y/n" and maybe makes some up just to see you smile and politely decline. loves trying to get a reaction out of you and maybe tag teams with jungkook to see who could get you flustered the most first.

bf!jungkook who loves to assert his dominance and "throw you around". loves to pick you up in his arms and throw you onto the couch or bed before smothering you in kisses. keeps you favorite treat in his bag so he can share it with you before jin sees. loves to do karaoke sessions with you on live and gets frequently caught by army staring at you in awe. jungkook who insists on sharing verses with you because he loves how your two voices mesh together. jungkook who knoes exactly how you like your ramen and makes it up before bringing it to you with a grin on his face.

#bts #bts x reader #bts headcanons #bts idol au #boyrfriend bts #fluff #bluemari23

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staytinyville · 6 months

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Stay Alive (20)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: None

A/N BETA READER @seoul9711. YALL. No one told me I missed an update! MY BAD! I had the days wrong.

In a matter of minutes, all the boys had gathered in Jungkook’s room in no time at all. The boy had quickly showered to get rid of the bed smell. The others waited for his return inorder to tell you everything fully. However once he had finished and was standing patiently, they all just looked at each other, unsure how to start a conversation with you.

“Well?” You question, waiting for them to answer you.

“Jungkook is awak-”

“We're all magical creatures.” Yoongi cut Jimin off.

“Yoongi.” Namjoon groaned, rubbing at his forehead.

“We were never going to get to it if you all stalled.” The pale man deadpanned.

Everyone sighed as the truth was finally out. However you looked down, still contemplating everything. They had admitted it from their mouths but for some reason you still couldn’t really believe them. You couldn’t even believe yourself. There just wasn’t any plausible answer to all this.

“Come here, little one.” Namjoon spoke softly, taking your hand and sitting you down on Jungkook’s bed. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You frowned.

“You sure?” Namjoon raised his eyebrow at you. “We just told you some important information.”

“Doesn't mean I believe you.” You quickly spoke up, looking at the tall man wide eyed.

“She's denying it.” Yoongi glared. “Hobi, do your thing.” He lightly patted the man on the back.

“Why me?” Hoseok questioned.

“Because your magic is the only one we can see.” Jin backed up. “Unless, Taehyung wants to do it.”

The boy had a grin on his face; his eyes showed his excitement over using his powers. However when they all suddenly began to feel Taehyung's energy crackle through the air, they quickly looked back to Hobi with wide eyes.

Taehyung was a good natured boy but he struggled with keeping his energy in tack. Ever since the company has been tampering with his magical essence, he hasn’t been able to get a handle on it. While the boy knew how to use his magic properly when it came to energy manipulation he would have to pass on it.

“I'll do it.” Hoseok sighed.

You noticed Taehyung’s pout so you were quick to reach out for him. The boy took your invitation to sit next to you; with a smile on his face at your attention being placed on him.

You watched as Hobi raised his hands up, fingers moving around like he was weaving something. You gasped out loud and held your breath as purple smoke began to swirl between his fingers. Just as a ball began to form in between his hands, you suddenly got a pain behind your eyes which caused you to wince.

All the boys noticed, looking at you worried. “It’s nothing.” You spoke up, waving them off. The migraine disappeared the moment Hobi stopped, causing you to frown. “Just a headache.” You added.

They all looked at each other for a second before you brought their attention back to you. “Your magic is purple.” You gave a wide smile. “What are you?” You asked Hoseok, giving him a soft look.

Hobi began to blush from the attention, laughing softly. “I'm a witch.” He told you. “I'm the only one here.”

“Only one?” Your eyebrows furrowed together.

“The other patients are also magical creatures.” Namjoon answered. “There's a lot of different ones.”

“What other ones are there?” You turned to him, curiosity within your eyes.

Namjoon laughed, enjoying the look you had. It reminded him of Taehyung, who seemed to also be intently listening even if he himself already knew the answer to your question. “There's some banshees, orcs, succubi, valkyries, werewolves-”

“Like Jungkook.” You interrupted, looking over at the boy.

“Yeah!” Jungkook perked up, looking at you confused. “How'd you know?”

You suddenly pressed your lips together, glancing at Jin and Hobi. “I read Hobi's journal.” You quietly answered, looking away.

“I knew it!” Jin spoke up.

“I'm sorry Hobi!” You cried, rushing up to the man. “I know, I wasn't supposed to snoop but I read the page about the sleeping spell and got curious.” You stressed, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Please forgive me.” You begged.

“We just told you about who we are.” Hoseok sighed, grabbing onto your hands. “It's okay if you read the journal now. However at the time it probably wasn't.” He lightly wiggled his finger in your face.

“I'm sorry.” You pouted.

“It's okay Hun.” He brought you into a tight hug. “All is forgiven.” He swayed you from side to side, cheek pressed to your head.

When you pulled away, the curiosity had returned to your eyes. The boys all secretly cooed at you. “So all of you are actually magical beings. That's so cool.” You exclaimed.

“We're glad to hear Princess.” Yoongi grinned.

“I have so many questions.” You told them.

“We have time.” Taehyung shrugged.

“I'm assuming Jimin is a siren or mermaid with how much he spends in the pool. He’s also a really good singer.” You rapidly , smiling at Jimin. “Jin you liar, you said your ears were surgically made.” You gave the older boy a pout.

“Yes, I'm a siren Beautiful.” Jimin gave you a small smile, still feeling guilty over almost drowning you. “I would love to show you one day.”

“Would you have believed me if I said I was an elf?” Jin huffed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Does the light actually hurt you Yoongi?” You turned to the pale man. “Or are you just being picky? Because you said you don't actually combust in the sun; it's dumb of you to wear sunglasses but not cover your skin.”

Yoongi glared at you.

“Jungkook, do you actually turn into a wolf? Is it like–halfway like Teen Wolf or full thing like in Twilight?”

“You're talking too much.” Yoongi sighed.

“I turn into an actual wolf, Tokki.” Jungkook smiled brightly, bounding closer to you. “He would love to meet you one day.”

You giggled, nodding your head at him. “Taehyung!” You gasped, turning to the boy. “Wings!? Like actual wings?” You couldn’t contain your excitement about them.

“Big ones with feathers.” Taehyung matched your excitement.

“Are you an angel then?” You chuckled.

“No, I'm a faerie.'' Taehyung shook his head.

“Like Maleficent!” You immediately thought of the Disney villain from the live action.

“Exactly like her.” He nodded along with you. “Not all powerful though.” He quickly added.

“Namjoon, can you tell me about you?” Your voice lowered as you moved to sit next to the leader of the group. “I honestly couldn't figure out what you are.” You told him.

“It's alright Little one.” He smiled. “I'm a dragon; the oldest living creature in our world.”

Your head tilted to the side. “Your world?”

“It’s parallel to this one but with all of us in it.” Jin answered you. “Humans don't exist there. It's our earth.” He had a smile on his face, making you think he was probably reminiscing about his home.

“What are you doing here then?” You questioned.

“We aren't here for illnesses or diseases.” Namjoon sighed. “We were captured from our world and brought here to be experimented on. HYBE uses our abilities to create their medicine.”

Your eyes suddenly went wide as you took in his words. All you could think about was the boys being trapped in this place for the past 10 years. They were just teenagers; they were kidnapped. And experimented on?

“For 10 years? And no one thought about taking you out!?” You exclaimed.

“We've come across kind people who would want to help but Hanseol would find out about them before they could. They would never get far.” Hobi told you sadly.

“What does he do?” You asked.

“He gets rid of them.” Jimin answers. “Sometimes he fires, other times he goes too far. He can't risk losing us.”

“I want to take you out-” You wanted to say.

“It's too dangerous.” Hobi immediately stopped you.

“Let us come up with something before you get too rash. We knew you would want to but we have to plan first. We don't want to lose you.” Namjoon took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb along the back of your hand.

You weren’t dealing with regular people anymore, you knew that much. If the boys told you to wait for a plan, it meant they knew how Hanseol was. It was clear he was also some kind of magical creature; one of which you had no idea how to handle. They were right to tell you to wait. However that didn’t mean you weren’t feeling scared for them.

You hadn’t known them long but ever since you met Jungkook, you had felt as though these boys deserved the world. Each one had their own way of viewing things and it brought a smile to your face to hear about each and everyone of their thoughts. They needed to get out of here. They have so much to give out in the world.

Be it there’s or yours.

“Okay.”

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@h3arteyes4mingi , @fangirling-all-the-way-tbh , @rinkud, @rln-byg , @singukieee , @hoshi-is-ult-bbg , @ldysmfrst , @k-p0p-4ever , @shadowyjellyfishfest , @forestsquirrel , @juju-227592 , @alienchickenpoop , @dreamerwasfound , @afangirl91 , @psiphidragon , @puppyminnnie , @girl-nahh , @shyloh-the-cornsnake , @oemmi2005 , @ollyoxenfrees , @whynotlarene , @beeltsumu , @cryingpages , @milopenne , @girl-nahhtwo

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bangtaninborderland · 8 months

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THE GENTLEMEN DAY THIRTY-EIGHT

Genre: f!reader x bts, smut | 18+ | 12.9k words

Warning: smut, pegging, threesome, oral sex, cockwarming, dom/sub scenes, fighting, mxmxf, orgy (kind of) lots of angst

A/N: this is my longest ever chapter for anything and I’m super nervous about it because I’ve never write from one of the members povs in a story, I feel like I messed up and I’m really sorry if this wasn’t up to your standards. I’ll keep working hard to write something you can enjoy. Also I’d like to credit @jhobiwan for some amazing prompt ideas, I wonder if you can guess what one I’ve used here? Also a massive dedication to @chasing-dreamers for being such an amazing reader. 💜

P.S confessionals are open!

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Yoongi watched Jimin for a while, always being the first awake had its perks. Like the first shower, the quietness but his favourite part was the way he could watch those he loved without them knowing, much like now with a grin across his lips he places a kiss on Jimins forehead. Covering the other with the sheet before slipping out of the bed.

He preferred his showers alone, the water hitting the floor, the steam fogging the room, it was like having a mental break. A moment where worries didn’t exist yet despite that he never dragged them out, wanting to be as efficient as possible.

He doesn’t spend an awful lot of time looking in the mirror, still, he admired the way the bright mint green of his hair had faded into a lighter shade. He had to give Jin his props, he loved it.

As usual, he chose comfort over fashion, pulling on a pair of loose black pants and a black long-sleeve shirt, only deciding to put socks on when he felt a coldness around his legs.

He threw his dirty clothes in the laundry, making his way to the kitchen. What was usually a silent room at this time was clearly occupied, the unmistakable sound of hushed moans filling the space. He peered around the corner, mouth watering at the sight.

Namjoon had Jungkook against the wall, holding the younger up as he fucked into him. Jungkook had his head against the other's shoulder, occasionally lifting his head to peck a kiss to namjoons neck. He holds back a snort at the way their pants are halfway down their legs, although desperate times call for desperate measures.

Yoongi jumps as an arm pulls him from his trance, Jin's soft hands around his waist. “he’s beautiful isn’t he?”

“Yeah, Hyung” The doctor swallowed hard.

“How do you feel watching our baby get fucked?.” The sound of Seokjins gravelly voice sent a shiver down his spine. “Keep watching him.”

“It - good.” Yoongi summarised, his voice no more than a whisper. “I want to take him apart.”

“H-Hyung.” Jungkook interrupted with a moan, his head thrown back against the wall. “G-gonna cum.”

Seokjin hand came down to rub Yoongis cock through his pants. “Look at you already getting hard. I want to watch you ruin Jungkook and then I want to ruin you.”

“You couldn’t ruin me Hyung, I’d have you bent over moaning long before that.” Yoongi shoved back, forcing seokjin to hit the wall.

Jungkooks eyes flickered over to them, Namjoon still oblivious. The younger doesn’t say anything, too lost in his own pleasure.

Yoongi loved the way Seokjin felt underneath him, there was a thrill in having someone bigger than you beneath you, bending to your every will. He felt a little high on the power he had with seokjin pinned against the wall. “If you want it rough baby all you gotta do is ask.”

Yoongi snorted, shaking his head as he leaned down for a kiss before taking seokjins bottom lip onto his mouth, sucking and biting it before releasing him. “Fuck your lips are so perfect.”

“Behave and Hyung will show you how perfect they look wrapped about your cock.” Seokjin spun them around, Yoongi against the wall. Yoongi noticed Jungkooks focus on them again, this time Namjoon looking too, the maknaes whines sounding so beautiful as Namjoon fucked into him again.

“If anyone needs to behave it’s you.” Seokjin grinned at that, his hand tugging on yoongis locks as he littered kisses down his throat.

Their movements paused to watch as Jungkook let out a series of broken moans, the boy truly looked beautiful when he orgasmed. Yoongi noted Namjoons thrusts coming to a stop as he held Jungkook against the wall.

“Hyungs watched.” Jungkook was breathless, Namjoon lazily looked over his shoulder. Smiling at Yoongi before winking at Seokjin.

Anyone in the house could see Namjoon slowly growing more confident, the shy demeanour he wore slipping day by day. Yoongi was rather proud.

“We did and it was delicious but let’s all get cleaned up now.” Seokjin gave Yoongi another peck before moving away.

“Hey!” Yoongi shouted, pulling Seokjin back. “You said you’d show me how pretty you looked sucking my dick!”

“Sounds a bit desperate if you ask me.” Hoseok called out from the other room.

“Shut the fuck up.” Yoongi shouted back, officially pouting.

Seokjin pulled him in for a hug, laughing lightly before releasing him. “Im going to shower soon.”

Yoongi nods, watching as YN walks into the room, Jimins hand in hers. He smiled to himself, everyone was becoming so much more intimate. “Hyung how come they get to fuck in the kitchen but when we do it you call us untrained animals.”

Yoongi laughed at that, eyeing YN, an unspoken memory clearly at the forefront of both your thoughts.

“Maybe I just wanted to enjoy the sight today.” Seokjin mumbles, flicking on the coffee machine.

Jimin rolled his eyes, and Yoongi stifled a laugh knowing the younger would argue futilely. “Yeah sure, like it’s not a good view to see YN spread out on the table like a fucking meal.”

“Actually, I have to argue, she looks rather good spread out on the counter.” Yoongi teased, he loved how red you got any time someone would bring up sexcapade. “I’ll cook breakfast today.” He decided, ignoring the scowl Jimin wore.

“I’ll shower now then.” Seokjin slipped from the room.

“We are gonna cl- we - we will be right back.” Namjoon guides Jungkook out of the room by his hand.

Despite his growing confidence Namjoon was still the most reserved in the house although no one actually seemed to mind, in fact the fond smiles everyone else wore as the pair walked up the stairs were similar to his own.

Besides, Yoongi thought to himself, he was a dignified man who could admit that Namjoon was both sexy, smart and warm-hearted.

“So what’s for breakfast Yoongs.” Yoongi smiled as YN walked to him, her arms wrapping around him. He loved the way her body fit into his as though it belongs there.

He kissed YNs forehead before releasing her from his hold on her, unable to stop a smile at the little pout she wore from it. “Whatever you want baby.”

“I want something sweet.” She smiled. “Pancakes.”

Yoongi chuckled. “Pancakes it is then baby.”

“Kiss?” YN whispered it was always adorable to him whenever you asked. Without a response, he leant down, hand on the side of her face as he kissed her. The kiss the both of you shared always had been like a breath of fresh air, a way to silence the storm in his mind. Yoongi pulled back eventually when the need to breathe became too much.

Jimin let out a low whistle, winking as Yoongi rolled his eyes and YN blushed.

“Nice also I don’t want pancakes.” Taehyung mumbled, Yoongi looked over to the younger, noticing immediately how sad he looked. “I want ramen.”

“I can make you some Tae.” Yoongi agreed, not liking the frown on Taehyungs face.

“What’s wrong?” YN asked, moving away from Yoongi to hug the other.

“Dunno.” He sighed, slumping down on a chair.

YN sat on his left, Jimin immediately rushing to his right. Looking at them from this angle Yoongi could see there was something different about them, the way Jimins playful mood was gone the second Taehyung seemed upset.

He guessed it was the same for himself, Seokjin and Jungkook though. Despite the group relationship you all shared each of you often filtered off into groups, Namjoon and Hoseok being close, himself, Jungkook and Jin and finally taehyung Jimin and YN, although YN was very much equally close with everyone. as someone who listens and observes he had noticed it, and confirmed his thoughts with seokjin during their early morning coffee one day. The other believed that it would change, that the longer the show went on feelings would develop and although there would always be house members that some gravitated towards more, they would all be a unit.

Yoongi could see that, in the way the jokes made bounced off one another, in the way comfort comes in abundance, and in the way no one is ever closed off from talking, listening and supporting. “Hyung?”

Yoongi was pulled from his thoughts as Jimin rested his chin upon his shoulder, his hands around his waist. “You okay?”

“I’m fine.” Yoongi nodded. “I need to start breakfast.”

“Do you need any help?” Jimin offered with a meek smile.

Yoongi shook his head, squeezing Jimins hand. “No, what’s up with Tae?”

“He’s sad about the rules being reinforced today. Think we all are.” Jimin sighed, closing his eyes as he rested his head against Yoongi.

“What if we just run away.” Yoongi laughed. Mixing some eggs into the pancake mix. “Fuck the show”

“Wish we could… dunno about you Hyung but I need the money.” Jimin snorts, releasing Yoongi with a pat on his back.

“Can't believe I’m playing best cock wins with you.” Yoongi laughed. Pouring the batter into a pan.

“Ah Hyung, you should be flattered to be against such a professional.” Jimin smirked, slapping the elders’ ass. “I’m going to give my babies some cuddles. Call me if you need help.”

“Yeah yeah, get out of my kitchen.” Yoongi huffed, the action purely a way to mask his own smile.

It didn’t take long for Yoongi to finish making breakfast, the heap of pancakes along with a pot of ramen for Taehyung and whoever else wanted it. Seokjin had come down just in time to help him set up the table, everyone flocking into the room as though the food had beckoned them.

“Well …” seokjin sighs. “this feels like the last supper.”

Everyone looked towards him, Yoongi felt YNs hand brush against his, with her on the left and Seokjin on the right he had a clear view of Namjoon at the head of the table with Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok on the other side. Yoongi masked the surprise he felt at the former choosing to sit beside one another.

Taehyung was still looking down, as was Jungkook and if Yoongi didn’t know Seokjin as well as he did he would think the psychologist was happy. Yoongi didn’t bring attention to it, focusing on the pancakes on his plate instead.

It was YN who finally broke the melancholy silence surrounding the table. “This won’t do. I will not let you all be sad about the rules being reinforced. We have two weeks left and then it’s over. We have lasted up until now besides we still have just under three hours.”

Yoongi turned his head to watch her, she was a ball of determination. He truly loved that about her.

“I know but it’s hard for us, knowing we can’t show you how we feel, seeing you all the time and you being just out of reach….it wasn’t supposed to be this hard.”Taehyung slouches back, digging his fork into his pancakes.

“We wasn’t supposed to fall in love that’s why, but we did and now we have two weeks to get through. It hurts me just as much Tae, I hate seeing you laugh and smile and kiss each other when I can’t do the same but unfortunately, this is the best we can do for now. I love you regardless if we kiss or have sex.”

“It’s just two weeks. We’ve done longer up to now.” Seokjin supplied. “Let’s not end this experience with a negative outlook, I think if anything the past day with no rules has brought us all closer.”

“I agree.” Namjoon nodded. “It feels like we’ve all fallen into synch with one another.”

“Then let’s keep that going.” YN smiled. “It’s only two weeks.”

“Only two weeks.” Everyone agreed. The sour mood slowly picked up.

“Oh Hyung thank you for breakfast.” Jungkook perked up, shoving another heap of ramen into his mouth. “And the pancakes.”

“I’ll make coffee after.” Hoseok offered. “If anyone wants it?”

“That would be good, I feel tired today.” YN voices.

Yoongi turns to look at her, she even looked tired. “Didn’t you sleep well?”

“I did I guess it’s just been an emotional whirlwind the past few days.” She smiled weakly but Yoongis watched her enough to know it was fake.

Something was definitely bothering her, he wanted to ask then and there but didn’t, later, he promised himself. “Okay. Try and sleep earlier tonight. I’m sure Taehyung won’t mind giving you a massage.”

“My services are always open for you.” Taehyung winked across the table, evoking a blush out of YN.

“Okay.” Seokjin drops his tissue, hand hitting the table just enough to make a small thump. “I know I said I didn’t mind watching today but if you start any more horny shenanigans at my table over the food Yoongi cooked I will personally see to it that none of you orgasm for a week.”

“At least fuck YN first.” Jungkook teased, hiding his laugh by taking a sip of water.

Seokjin smiles at him, bringing a hand to rest upon his shoulder. “And for that, you can do the dishes.”

“What that’s not fair?!” Jungkook exclaimed. “Jimin Hyung fucked Taehyung in here before, make them do it.”

The table turned to stare at the pair, Taehyung shrugged looking down, Jimin as shameless as ever glared at Jungkook “Oh you’re definitely getting it you little brat! That was supposed to be a secret.”

“Enough!” Seokjin demanded, jokingly. “Jungkook can do dishes today and you two..” Seokjin points between Taehyung and Jimin “can do it for the next two days.”

“So unfair.” Taehyung pouts. “What if I told Jin hyung the time you co-“

Before Taehyung could finish his sentence Jungkook was chasing Taehyung out of the room, laughter filling the house.

“Someone should go after them.” YN chokes out , tears of laughter brimming in her eyes.

“I’ll go.” Namjoon stands.

“Actually…same here” YN smiles at Yoongi. “Coming?”

“Sure I guess.”

“I better go. God knows what you’ll all get up to?”

Seokjin turns to Jimin and Hoseok. “You coming?”

They share a look before shaking their heads. “No Hyung go ahead, have fun.” Hoseok winked.

The three of them walked together, eventually finding Namjoon pinning Jungkook down on the bed. Taehyung sitting in a chair across the room.

Yoongi noticed the way Taehyungs energy had changed from playful to powerful, the darkness in the other's eyes sent a shot of want straight to his dick. He watched as YN went straight to the bed. Seokjin and Him squishing onto the only spare chair left.

“What’s going on here then?” Seokjin asks.

“Jungkooks a brat.” Namjoon declared.

Yoongi grinned at that, not because it was funny but because it was the truth. “Maybe we should teach him a lesson then.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you begging baby, I miss the sight.” Seokjins voice drops lower as he speaks, Yoongi leaning into his hyungs touch as he massages Yoongis neck.

Jungkook whines. “Get off me.”

“What’s your colour kookie?” YN asked lightly, despite the fact Namjoon was entirely on top of Jungkook, both of his hands holding the other down by his wrists Yn had placed herself above his head, stroking his hair. “Tell me.”

He huffed pushing again Namjoon once again. “Green.”

“I think he just wants to be thrown around,” Taehyung spoke for the first time, everyone looking over at him.

“I agree, Jungkook you did tell a secret. I think you should make it up to Taehyung.” Seokjin suggests, hand dropping lower on Yoongis's back. “Why don’t you let Taehyung be in control today? Be a good boy and show him you can behave.”

Taehyung perks up at that, seemingly interested. He looks at Namjoon before asking him “What do you think?”

“I-er” he stutters, looking at YN who just gives him a reassuring smile. “Sure.”

“You don’t have to do this, I’d enjoy watching you out Jungkook in his place.” Taehyung reassures, not wanting the other to feel pressured.

“No, let’s do this. Tell me what you want.” Namjoon smiles, this time with a sense of sureness to it.

“I want you to kiss YN. Don’t move, just kiss like that.”

“Hyung.” Jungkook whines, clearly unhappy about being left out of the equation.

“The more you talk the less you get Jungkook.” Taehyung says firmly. “Namjoon.”

At that Namjoon leans over, taking YNs lips in his, she pushes into him, hands coming to grip his shirt.

Taehyung watches for a few seconds, everything else around them disappearing. “Jungkook how do you feel about being pegged today?”

The question catches the throuple off guard. “Good, want that.” Jungkook responds, trying to push his hips up to grind on Namjoon, but unsuccessfully so.

“YN?” Taehyung eyes her, smiling back at the excitement on her face. “Okay then. Seokjin Hyung will you go and get the toy? Get it ready?”

“My pleasure.” He smiles, patting yoongi on his thigh as he shifts him enough to stand.

“Namjoon prep Jungkook. YN baby come here.”

Yoongis attention is torn as Namjoon begins removing Jungkooks clothes, grabbing the lube from the bedside drawer, also wanting to watch as YN slides onto Taehyungs lap, taking whatever kisses and touches he was willing to give, the younger in a particularly mean mood.

“Did I say you could grind on me petal?” Taehyung questioned, sliding a piece of YNS hair behind her ear. When she doesn’t answer he taps her jaw. “Answer me.”

“N-no but I can’t help it, I enjoy having you too much.” She responds with the lilt to her voice that Yoongi has come to notice none of them can refuse.

“Such a greedy thing, maybe I’ll keep you trapped under me, making you watch as I kiss someone else. How would you like that?” Yoongi stifles a laugh as she pouts, shaking her head.

“No, not fair.” She shakes her head. “I wa-

Before she can finish seokjin enters the room.

“You ready for YN to fuck you kookie?” Seokjin asks, running his hand through Taehyungs hair as he hands YN the strap on.

“Yes, big boss daddy over here is teasing me.” Jungkook whines, way too playful considering Namjoon was three fingers deep into his ass. The comment caused Namjoon to flush an unflattering shade of red.

“I think he liked that.” Yoongi commented, slightly revelling in the look on Namjoons face. “How would you feel Joon? If Kook called you daddy?”

“Uh-fine” namjoons voice was strained, once again Yoongi took great pleasure in it.

“I want to see YN fuck our kookie whilst joonie fucks our doll.” Seokjin grips Taehyungs hair, pulling the other head back as he bends over to kiss him, Yoongi can’t help but bring a hand to his cock, palming himself through his pants. “What do you think little prince?” Seokjin directs the question to Taehyung but Jungkook perks up at that, seemingly jealousy.

“Want that t-too.” Taehyungs stutters, biting Seokjins lip before pulling away and turning to YN “Off you go baby.”

Yn hops off Taehyung, eyes glassy from watching the two men kiss right in front of her. She’s naked within a few seconds, Yoongi enjoying the strip show just as much as everyone else in the room.

“On your hands and knees.” Taehyung directs to Jungkook, Namjoon moving off the bed for a second to allow the boy to move. Eyes raking over YNs before nodding towards the maknae. “Slide inside of him slowly Princess.”

Jungkook stays relaxed with Namjoon stroking his bare back as YN aligns to strap on with Jungkooks stretched hole. “How does that feel baby?” YN whispered to Jungkook, holding his hips as she bottoms out inside of him. “Too much?”

“No, more. More please.” Jungkook tries to push back but YN stops him. Namjoon fists his hair, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “You aren’t in control, Taehyung is.”

At that, Jungkook looks over to the masseuse “Tae please.”

“Give him what he wants petal, no cumming. I want to see jungkookie crying because he feels so good, but first, don’t you think YN should get a bit of pleasure too?” At that Namjoon gets naked, his hard cock bouncing as he frees it from his shorts.

He grabs the lube, coating his cock in it before shuffling on the bed to fit behind YN. “Ready?”

She nods, bending over just a little, evoking a moan from Jungkook as the strap shifts inside of him. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

Yoongi loved how shameless she could be, how she never hid what she wanted. She was bold, Yoongi loved bold. The room is filled with moans from all three as Namjoon fucks into YN with one slide.

“Enjoying the show, Yoon?” Whenever seokjin has THAT tone in his voice, Yoongi knows what’s coming. “How about you sit on my cock and maybe I’ll reward you?”

“Doesn’t sound too convincing, what do I get?” Yoongi grinds down on Seokjin, sitting in his lap has its perks.

“I could put a cock ring around you and then you won’t be cumming at all, like to see how you feel with blue balls.” Seokjin says curtly, hand resting atop the bulge in yoongis pants.

A particularly loud moan comes from the bed, causing Yoongi and Seokjin to look over. Jungkook was gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were white, YNs thrusts Into Jungkook were halfhearted, Namjoon causing a ripple effect as he forcefully fucks into YNs pussy.

The door opened, and a smiling jimin bounced into the room making a beeline for Taehyung when he sees him sitting alone. “what’s going on here?” Jimin questions against Taehyungs ear, voice dripping like honey. “Is my puppy in charge?”

Taehyung nodded, gripping Jimins throat and pulling him in for a kiss. Yoongi could feel Seokjins cock against his back and with that Yoongi couldn’t resist. “Let me cockwarm you.”

“Stand baby, clothes off.” Seokjin instructed.

Yoongi rushed to do so, feeling Seokjins movements mimicking his.

“Do you want Hyung on top or beneath?” Jimin questioned. Yoongi couldn’t stop watching them, it was beautiful to see as Jimin slid onto his knees, pulling Taehyungs cock out of his pants the second Taehyung mumbled the words “Beneath please.”

Yoongi couldn’t pull his eyes away, even as seokjin guided him to sit on his solid cock voice low as he asked “How does that feel ?”

“Good,” Yoongi responded, finally feeling settled, and satisfied as the psychologist wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking it lazily.

“Fuck Jimin.” Taehyung gasped beside him. Yoongi was torn between watching the pair or watching the trio on the bed. Jungkook was close, his moans and gasps were desperate. YN was no better, body lazy with Namjoon supporting her. Yoongi clenched around Seokjins cock as he watched Namjoon pull YNs hair back, biting down on her neck, causing her to scream.

“Taehyung please.” Jungkook whimpered, his focus on Jimin as the Dom continued sucking Taehyungs cock. “I need to cum.”

“Only- fuck.” Taehyung gasps as Jimin swirls his tongue around the tip of his cock. “Only once Namjoon and YN have finished, you go last bunny.”

“No Hyungie please.. can’t.” Jungkook sobbed, so beautifully. “Please.”

“Yn baby, let our bunny suck your fingers for being such a good boy.” Taehyung directed, YN following the order instantly, eager to please. Jungkook quietened a little, his sounds muffled.

“Hyungs going to fuck you now.” Seokjin explained, Yoongi nodded eagerly. He leaned back against the therapist's broad frame, using all of his strength to bounce on the other's cock whilst being fucked into. “Your ass is so tight.”

“If you don’t wrap your hand around my cock right now I’m going to let someone else fuck me.” Yoongi threatened grinding down as hard as he could on Seokjins cock. The other responded with a deep moan, hand wrapping around his cock and throat simultaneously.

Despite being fucked out of his mind Yoongi still watched the others, Taehyung finally granting Jungkook permission to cum only as Namjoon filled up YN. Jimin took his entire cock down his throat as Taehyung came with a whine.

Fucking beautiful boy.

“Hyung won’t last long Yoongi.” Seokjin informed, his moans broken and breathless as he sucks a mark onto Yoongis neck.

“S-same,” Yoongi grunted, his orgasm just about to snap.

As though their bodies were in synch Seokjin came into Yoongis ass just as Yoongi painted his thighs, and the floor, with his own seed. “Fuck.”

Yoongis dick twitched but softened against his thigh. Seokjin removed his hand so as to not overstimulate him. Yoongi glanced around, Jungkook was flat out on the bed his chest heaving, YN had slumped onto his chest, strap-on thrown to the side, and Namjoon was checking on them both, despite his own tiredness.

“I’m so proud of you my puppy.” Jimin was cradling Taehyung on the floor, taehyung seemingly out of it.

“Hyung will get us a nice bath hm?” Seokjin whispered to Yoongi, a bath right now seemed perfect, being covered in his own cum wasn’t something he wanted to experience for much longer.

“Yes. Like yesterday.” Yoongi agreed.

“You’ve got to get off me then.” Seokjin reminded him they were still attached, Yoongi could feel Seokjin going soft inside him. Body shivering he pulled himself off, seokjin hissing at the overstimulation the action brought.

“You could have been more careful.” Seokjin glared, pulling up his boxers.

“Oh don’t pretend like you don’t love being overstimulated.” Yoongi joked back. “Is everyone okay?” He directs the question to the room, a few groans and quiet “yes” are the only responses he gets but he accepts it, trusting Jimin to be able to know the signs of a bad scene. He leads out with seokjin. They forego a bath, instead choosing to be quick and opting for the shower and for once Yoongi allows Seokjin to join him, even going so far as to allow the other to wash his hair. He secretly loves it, loves being babied, loves being tended to with soft hands and softer words but he also loved being stubborn, loved being the reserved one, loved being teased.

The shower was quick well as quick as it could be with two people stuck in a post-orgasm haze. Seokjin excused himself to check on the others. Yoongi explained he was going to check on Hoseok who weirdly enough hadn’t joined their little sex adventure.

Midday was approaching and soon enough his chance to be with YN would be up. It didn’t take long before he found the other, sitting on the couch, phone in hand. H

“So.” Yoongi huffs, slumping beside Hoseok. “I have a question.”

“Go for it.” Hoseok laughs, turning his attention to the doctor, phone out away. “I’m all ears.”

“Why didn’t you join us earlier?” Yoongi asks, putting Hoseok on the spot.

“Well- I just…” Hobi trails off. “I guess I wanted to give you all some time to be with each other.”

“And you thought that you could be there because?”

“Because I can’t make love to you all the way you do one another.” Hoseok sighs, truthful as ever. “I wanted to give you all a chance to love each other without worrying about me or how I would feel.”

“You have never been a worry to us Hoseok. You are always welcome wherever we are, whatever we are doing. I don’t know how many times you need to be told this but I will say it as many times as necessary.”

“I just know there’s a difference.”

Yoongi nods, he wasn’t wrong. “Maybe, to some extent, but no one’s feelings in this house are entirely the same. Does that mean I shouldn’t kiss taehyung because Jimin probably loves him more? Should I just stop sucking namjoons dick because He doesn’t love me?”

“Hyung that’s different, at least they can love you.”

Yoongi clicks his tongue. “Do you care for me Hoseok?”

“Of course?” He responds as though offended by the question.

“Then that’s it. No more to it. You’re you Hoseok, those of us that do love you whatever way we do, love you and care for who you are because of who you are.” The doctor states, his tone leaving no room for arguments.

“You mean that?”

“I don’t lie. Don’t ever seclude yourself for that reason.” Yoongi scolds.

“Okay, I won’t.” The Dom agrees.

“What’s it like to be aromantic?” Yoongi asked and upon noticing the confusion on the dominant's face he rushed to add .”You don’t have to talk about it, of course, I’d never want you to feel uncomfortable but I guess I’m curious.”

“No uh.” Hobi blinks. “It’s okay, just surprised. No one ever really wants to know, funnily enough, I actually had a conversation with YN about this the other day. I guess It’s hard to explain, there are all these misconceptions, that we are uncaring, we don’t want affection, we don’t want to be loved and we can’t love. It’s not like that at all, just like with anyone of a different sexual or romantic identity one box does not fit all. I’ve met aro people who are married I’ve also met aro people who don’t even like having friends. There’s a very big difference between them but they are both valid.”

“Of course.” Yoongi nods, more so to encourage the other.

Hoseok smiles, genuinely happy he gets to discuss something so important to him. “For me it’s different, when I first came here I wasn’t big on hugs, kissing or intimate physical touch. I think over time here that’s changed, we could all hug and hold hands and I wouldn’t have much of an issue about it because I consider you all close friends, people I care about very much. I don’t really see myself in a long-term relationship, I don’t want one, I’ve never experienced a desire for romantic love and in some way, I’ve always been very firm on boundaries because I’ve seen how much having an unrequited love can hurt.”

“Do you think those boundaries and desires changed at all here?”

“To some extent, I still don’t want or desire a romantic relationship, I care for you all and love you all, maybe not in the way I know some of you love me but I love you in my own way. I don’t hate the idea of doing things that could be perceived as romantic, not anymore at least, I guess it’s like a squish, a platonic crush you know?….Can I be honest with you, Hyung?”

“Always.” Yoongis eyes soften. “Tell Hyung.”

“I know I can’t give you all the love you give me, I can’t give you a relationship but I have my own type of love, if you could call it that, and the seven of you are the only recipients. I don’t know how to explain that further, I know it’s not the same but it’s all I can do, I don’t want to do more, this is where I’m comfortable. The most I’ve ever felt, the only way I can feel, I feel it for my seven.” Hoseok isn’t one to cry, but it’s hard sometimes so just this once he lets the tears fall.

The thing about yoongi is he was never great with tears, but still, he cared for Hoseok maybe not love exactly but something akin to it, with that in mind all he wanted to do was comfort the other. He wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer. “Is this okay?”

“It’s good.” Hobi mumbled, voice shaky. “Am I too different? I don’t feel like I had a right to include myself in something I know you all see as romantic when I can’t give you all the same kind of love you give me, although I do love you all as friends. Homo intended?”

“Hey.” Yoongi shakes his head, pushing the younger back to look at him. “The love you give us, although different, is never less. We all want you, regardless of the way it is, we are happy with you in our affinity and actually, it’s OUR seven.”

Hoseok laughs at that, thankful for yoongis ability to bring some light to the sombre mood. “I know YN loves me.”

“Not just YN.” Yoongi corrects, hand running up and down Hobis back. “You know you have your own form of emotion, at this point, we should just make up a term for it.”

The dominant's eyebrows furrow, mouth pulled down into a confused frown “What like a Hoseok equivalent to “I love you”?”

“Sure. Uh….” Yoongi draws it out before smiling. “Could always say something like “I hobi you”.”

Hoseok laughs at that, not just a chuckle but a full-body laugh, bending at the waist as he clutches his stomach, Yoongi joining along with him. “No offence Hyung but that’s fucking awful.”

“Well then you think of a term, if you wanted to talk to a human dictionary you should have asked Namjoon.” Yoongi rolls his eyes, shoving Hoseok away from him. “I’ll copyright it, then you won’t have any term.”

“Please do, save me the trouble of worrying someone else will you that awful concoction.” Hoseok wipes away a tear from his face, this time caused by happiness. “Thank you, Hyung, not for the term but for the talk.”

“I would say anytime but after that fucking disrespect you can go to our in-house therapist.” Yoongi scoffed, pressing his lips together to suppress a smile.

“Actually, I’m off the clock.” Seokjin declared, walking into the room as gracefully as ever. “Hoseok, YN is looking for you.”

“I’ll go find her.” Hoseok responds, dipping out of the room.

“Hyung?” Yoongi turns to Seokjin. The man busied himself on his phone.

“Yes?” The therapist hums.

“I think someday I’m going to love Hoseok in a way I shouldn’t.”

“That’s okay. You aren’t alone in that. I’m afraid I’ll love them all a little too much.” Seokjin frowns.

“We are really fucked, aren’t we?”

Seokjin nods, a fitting laugh following.

They spend the next ten minutes on their phones before one by one they are joined by the others as instructed by Sejin. They still had Fifteen minutes before their time of freedom came to an end, the long faces despite the impromptu orgy showed everyone’s true feelings about the matter.

“This won’t do.” Jungkook announced. “We are not ending this thing sad, stop being so sappy it’s not like we are all leaving. We just can’t fuck and kiss.”

“Great words Jungkook, so touching.” Taehyung snorts. “YN baby come and kiss me, we don’t have long.”

Yn happily obliges, standing from Seokjins lap to slide into Taehyungs, it’s hard not to enjoy the sight. The puppy and the princess fight for dominance in their mini-make-out session.

“Don’t hog her!”Jungkook groans. Walking over and pulling YN back to kiss him, taehyung just watches with a grin as he runs his hands up and down YNs thighs.

“Okay okay enough, come here dove.” Hoseok beckons her over, opening his legs for her to sip on his lap. “I’m going to kiss you.”

“But-“ YN goes to argue but Hoseok cuts her off. A finger to her lip before leaning down to place a peck on her lips, nothing intense or overwhelming but something truly special.

Yoongi watches on with a smile, it feels as though he shouldn’t be there but Hoseok pays everyone else no mind. His eyes open as he places another kiss on her forehead and pulls her in for a hug. “Never forget that you are Sir's favourite person.”

“What?” Namjoon asks. Jungkook snickered with Jimin beside him. “You said I was your favourite.”

“Do I Dom you Namjoon?” Hoseok asks lips in a firm line.

“No.” Namjoon scowls, jealous of course.

“Then you are not Sir's favourite.” He continues playing with YNs hair, eyes trained on her as he converses with Namjoon. “Do you want me to Dom you Namjoon?”

Namjoon chokes on his spit. “You-What?”

“Come back to me later when you can formulate an answer and then we will talk about favourites, hm?” He looks at Namjoon for a second before turning back to YN. “Now pretty girl, go and give our eldest a kiss.”

“Mention my age again and I’ll make you sleep in the garden.” Seokjin jokes, but not really, as he accepts YN back into his arms. Any other words swallowed by her kissing him.

They all hear the door open, they all know who it is but no one turns to greet Sejin as he sighs shaking his head at the sight of the intimate session. “You know I said midday right?”

“Oh no, did someone forget the alarm?” Taehyung gasps, and Jungkook sends a pillow hurtling towards him. “No one sent an alarm.”

“It’s fine just wrap it up.” Sejin waves his hand, choosing to look out the window until Seokjin finally releases YN.

“Great if that's all I’ll begin now.” Sejin rolls his eyes. “You had your prize for completing the random challenge. I hope you made great use of it.” Yoongi meets YNS's eyes and she looks genuinely happy, no worry on her face as there is when it’s time for eliminations and as he looks at the others he notices it’s the same for them too. Sacrificing time for prompts was definitely worth it. He turns his attention back to Sejin who was still explaining the next prompts. “Because there are only three gentlemen left prompts will become increasingly harder. That being said gentlemen please come and collect your prompts.”

Yoongi stands, alongside Namjoon and Jimin. As usual, Sejin hands them all an envelope and tells them to keep it to themselves, although that was pretty much a given at this point. “This week's theme is “Switch”

Yoongi, as always when this time comes, looks over at YN, her face already a picture of determination and focus. He bites back a laugh at her face and turns his attention to his own prompt.

This week you will mimic Jimin, you must as as he would during a scene to fulfil your prompt. Yn must not decipher this during the scene.

Well, that was definitely going to be harder. He looked over at Jimin, whose face was a mask of calm. He was never bothered much by the prompts but as always Namjoon, unable to hide his emotions, frowns at the paper. Yoongi would definitely pull him aside and talk to him about it, by process of elimination Jimin would be acting like Namjoon and therefore Namjoon would be mimicking him.

There was no way he could hide an entire sexual personality shift, at this rate they would all be sleeping in the empty room.

“So now that’s out of the way, Jimin you and YN will be picked up this evening for your date, don’t be late.” Sejin eyes Jimin, already used to his tendency to stroll in the room whenever it suits him, regardless of the time wasted. “And that’s it I’ll get out of your hair. If you need me you know where to find me. Remember the rules are now in effect if you do anything you know you aren’t supposed to do you will be removed.”

“Yes yes, we know.” Taehyung pouts, staring at YN.

“Right.” Yoongi stood up. “ I’m going for a walk. YN want to come?”

“You can’t kidnap her.” Jimin protests “Okay fair Hyung.”

“Oh piss of Jimin.” Yoongi snorts, YN wrapping her arm around Yoongis bicep. “You got the big date, just let me enjoy the baby for a little.”

“Since when am I “the baby?” YN ask, pulling a “what the fuck” face as she says the word “baby”

“Since always?” Jungkook responds, voice imitating the confusion of YNs voice.

Yoongi smiles as YN turns to him, so beautiful he thinks. “Yoongi take me away from here, these heathens I can’t take it.” She falls against him dramatically and he can’t help but laugh as does everyone else in the house.

“Let’s go, darling. I will save you.” Yoongi plays back. “Your knight in shining armour is here .”

“Cringe!” Hoseok adds from the couch. “Get out.”

At that they leave the room laughing, arms entwined the entire time spare for the few seconds they put their shoes on.

“How are you feeling now it’s back to normal doll?” Yoongi asks, their conversation from two nights ago still playing in his mind.

“I’m okay, I guess Jungkook was right when he said we had to stop being sad about it.” Yoongi opens his mouth to respond, closing it again when she continues. “I wish Hoseok joined us. He told me you two spoke.”

“We did, I think he is just adjusting. Over the past 24 hours, I’ve noticed a few things?” Yoongi mumbles, staring at the trees in the distance as they walk the grounds. “I think we all segregate ourselves into groups, I don’t know if that’s necessarily bad but I think it would be a better environment if we all stopped sticking by those we feel closest to.”

“We do-“ YN starts, Yoongi shakes his head, silencing her.

“We do. I stay with Jungkook and Jin whenever I’m not with you. I spent time with Jimin and Hoseok alone yesterday and today and I felt slapped in the face when I realised I’d rarely done that. Jimin rarely goes to anyone But you, Taehyung and Jungkook. Hoseok sticks by Namjoon as though he is unable to exist without him. At first, I didn’t care, I came here to win and maybe make a few friends but I love most of you and I’m sure enough going to love the others and I don’t see that working in the outside world if we keep segregating ourselves.” Yoongi finished out of breath, walking and ranting didn’t make for a good duo.

He lets the whiteness settle before then, YN not jumping to speak and he begins to feel afraid he said too much when YN stops walking and embraces him in a hug before pulling back and kissing him. “You’re right, you’re right, I want all of you even after the show ends and it’s not going to work out if we keep on like this. I can already imagine how it will go, maybe for the first few weeks we will all be okay but slowly we will fall apart and eventually, it will be us divided into little groups. I really don’t want that.” She frowns and for a moment he regrets bringing it up, seeing her sad was never worth it. “Do you think we should talk to the others?”

Yoongi takes a deep breath, nodding. “I think it would be beneficial.”

She presses her lips into a thin line. “Then let’s go back and do that.”

“Right now?” Yoongi asks, eyebrows raised. “What about our walk?”

“You’ll still have legs tomorrow.” She snorts, pulling him in the direction of the house.

Yoongi sighs, dragging his weight as he walks. He just wanted a fucking walk. The house grows closer but suddenly they stop moving, shouting coming from the house. Yoongi looks at YN before brushing past her, running in the direction of the noise.

They are met with a sight that no one could expect, there was glass shattered on the floor, Hoseok in the corner with Seokjin, as Jungkook and Taehyung shout at Jimin.

“Let me explain!” Jimin shouts, Jungkook throws another glass on the floor before breaking down into tears.

“You’re a fucking liar!” Jungkook shouts, pulling a sobbing Taehyung in for a hug. “You should have fucking told us!”

“I was going to! It wasn’t even a big deal!” Jimin defends, looking as though he wanted to step closer but couldn’t because of the glass.

“What the fuck happened?” Yn whispers to Yoongi and he shrugs, he has no answers, they weren’t even gone that long.

Taehyung pulls back, looking Jimin dead in the eye. “You’re a fucking cheater.” He spits, his words like venom.

“It was before any of us got fucking serious!” Jimin screams, glassy-eyed. “Just let me fucking explain.”

“Stay the fuck away from me.” Taehyung points at Jimin. “I will never trust you again.”

“You could have just fucking said something Jimin,” Jungkook adds, voice a little quieter.

“You mean he could have just told us the truth!” Taehyung is distraught.

For the first time since entering the room, Yoongi finds his voice. “Does someone want to explain what’s going on here?” He looks at Jimin first and then over to Jungkook and finally, where Jin and Hoseok stand in the corner. “Anyone?”

“Why don’t you explain Jimin? Oh wait you’re fucking awful at doing that. I’ll tell everyone then. Jimin has had a fucking girlfriend this entire time.” Taehyung walks out of the room, the words dumping over Yoongi like icy water.

He doesn’t know what to do first, to comfort a crying Jungkook who has run out of the room after Taehyung, demands Jimin gives them answers Or coddle YN who has been frozen for the past few minutes.

Jimin notices the emptiness on her face. “YN! Baby I-“

She doesn’t give him a chance to explain, walking around the glass to go after Taehyung and Jungkook.

“Jimin what the fuck?” That is all Yoongi can say. Genuinely thrown back by the situation at hand. “Please tell me this isn’t true”

Jimin doesn’t say anything, he slumps to the floor, body overtaken by breathless sobs. Yoongi watches for a few seconds before walking over to him pulling the younger in for a hug. Regardless of what Jimin did or didn’t do Yoongi would always take care of him.

“Jin-ah,” Yoongi calls the eldest who is still frozen in place beside Hoseok. “Clean up the glass, please. Hoseok go and check on the others.”

They both nod, getting to their respective tasks instantly. “Jiminie baby look at Hyung.”

Jimin doesn’t look, his body shaking involuntarily as he sobs. “Let’s go and sit on the couch hm? Let seokjin clean up this mess?”

Thankfully Jimin stands, walking behind Yoongi to the couch. It hurts Yoongi to see him so upset, especially as he pulls his legs up to his chest and curls into himself, crying. “Oh, baby what have you gotten yourself into.” Yoongi sighs, pulling Jimin to him. His hand carded through the hair of the other in an attempt to calm him down.

The soothing actions work somewhat as Jimins choked cries soon become sniffles. “I didn’t cheat Hyung, I would never.”

“Then explain it to me minie.” Yoongi pleads. “I’m so confused here.”

Jimin sniffles one more time before sitting up. “Before I came here there was this girl, we had done scenes a few times but she was a really kind person, I wanted to help her find her footing in the kink world and we ended up going out to dinner a few times. This was before I was accepted on the show, I sent my application but I didn’t know if I was guaranteed to come on here, none of us did, so I continued with life, I kept doing scenes with her and netting her for dinner, we texted now and again when I first got here, she would send me encouragement, I guess sometimes we would flirt but I promise Hyung, on my life , on everything I love, the second I fell for anyone I stopped talking to her in that way. I tried to show Taehyung but he didn’t believe me.”

“Oh, Jimin.” Yoongi could see how it looked. “How did Taehyung and Jungkook find out?”

“They were using my phone to play games when she messaged, here.” Jimin pulled out his phone, opening the text threat before handing it over to yoongi.

“Oh.” Yoongi huffs. “Continue.”

“I was going to tell her that I didn’t want to, fuck taehyung is practically my fucking boyfriend but at this point if I put a fucking label on things I’d end up having 5 boyfriends and a girlfriend all of whom are mad at me!” He exclaims. A hint of desperation in his voice.

“She said you had late-night conversations, Jimin?” The question comes out a little harsher than intended but Yoongi can’t help it, he is only human and hurt and jealousy were very difficult emotions.

“She called me twice Hyung and I picked up thinking she would need something. We just spoke about how it was here, nothing happened apart from that, she asked me a few kink questions and I directed her to a friend that could help. That’s all.” Jimin searches Yoongis’ face. “Please believe me Hyung.”

Despite how the messages seemed Yoongi did believe him, call it gut instinct. “I do minie.”

“The glass is cleaned, I think we should talk.” Seokjin enters the room, an air of dominance to him that under better circumstances would make Yoongi in the mood to fu k, or get fucked. “Jimin explain please.”

Yoongi sits back as Jimin explains everything once again to Seokjin, much like himself he comes to the conclusion it was a misunderstanding. Despite that, it didn’t solve the resounding issues with the three beings upstairs, all of whom left the room hurt. “You need to talk to YN, you have your date tonight.”

“I need to talk to them all.” Jimin turns to Seokjin. “Please convince them to hear me out, they will take it better if it’s from you. They hate me.”

“They don’t hate you Jimin,” Yoongi argues.

“You didn’t see the way they looked when they read the messages or how quickly Jungkook agreed with Taehyungs thoughts that I was cheating. I thought they trusted me but they didn’t even give me a chance to talk to them about it.” Yoongi could understand that, the pain in Taehyungs eyes was unforgettable, Jungkook was the same and if he had a chance to properly look at YN he was sure she too would have been looking as hurt and betrayed as the rest.

“I’ll go and have a talk with them Jimin but bear in mind they may not be ready to talk, guilty or not they feel you’ve betrayed them and that isn’t something easily forgotten. I’m sure you too won’t forget the fact they dismissed hearing you out so fast. I’ll talk to them but let’s take this one step at a time okay?” Jin comforts realistically, it was one of Yoongis’ favourite things about him. Whenever Yoongi had a problem he would always seek Jin out first, not because he didn’t trust the others but because Jin was brutally honest, even if it hurt.

Yoongi pulls Jimin into another hug. “Let’s wait here okay?”

Jin nods at Yoongi before disappearing out of the room, the two sit in silence although it doesn’t feel awkward at all. Some time passes, and Yoongi isn’t sure how much, he doesn’t pay attention, instead focusing all of his energy on drawing shapes with his finger on Jimins shoulder.

They both perk up at the sounds of footsteps, YN walks in first, sitting opposite Jimin, and Taehyung follows behind, his hand holding Jungkooks, the pair sit the furthers away from Jimin as possible. Yoongi sees his hurt and feels his shoulders deflate underneath him just a little in disappointment.

“I want to explain, please just give me that chance.” Jimin starts, and Seokjin stands by the doorway.

“You have five minutes before I get up and pack.” Taehyung sniffles.

“What?!” Yoongi lurches forwards. “Pack for what Tae?”

“I can’t be here anymore.” Taehyung shrugs. Gaze flickering over Jimin before resting his head against Jungkooks shoulder and staring out of the window. From the lack of surprise, Yoongi guessed YN and Jungkook already knew about his decision.

“Please let me talk before you decide that, Tae. Baby please.” Jimin please, Taehyung doesn’t disagree and Yoongi takes that as a good sign. It was really just a misunderstanding.

Yoongi sat back as Jimin explained in detail. Despite it being the third time hearing it Yoongi still listened with the utmost attention, watching the other three to see their faces and hopefully their forgiveness.

“I promise I didn’t cheat.” Jimin finishes. Sitting forward as though he wanted to rush to their side.

“I understand.” YN speaks first. “I’m sorry I didn’t give you a chance to explain first, I just see Tae and Kook upset and when I heard I-“ she shakes her head. “I was hurt.”

“I’m so sorry it seemed that way, I promise the only people I feel anything for romantically are within this house.” Jimin says, hand gripping his knee. “Tae? Jungkook?”

“You said you didn’t cheat but you didn’t exactly go out of your way to shut her down Jimin. For all I know you could have walked out of here and asked her out on the same day.” Taehyungs words are spiteful but true.

“I didn’t want to cause any drama. She isn’t a horrible person and didn’t deserve to be shut down over a text message.”

Taehyung scoffed. “But we deserved you lying to us?”

“It was a lie Tae. I didn’t lie.” Jimin shook his head. “I didn’t even respond.”

“You didn’t shut her down.” Taehyung says firmly. “You maybe didn’t cheat but you fucking entertained it by not being honest with her.”

“Taehyung I did not cheat on you, yes maybe I made a mistake by not telling her instantly that I had absolutely no interest in her but I didn’t cheat. I have opened up to you all, you more than anyone. You were the first one I fell in love with. Is that what you want? Do you want me to be honest? Okay then fine fuck it I’ll be honest Taehyung. I couldn’t fucking help myself falling in love with you, I could t help Falling in love with YN after, nor could I help falling in love with Jungkook.”

Yoongi watched as Jungkooks eyes widened, clearly, he didn’t know.

Jimin continues. “Hell fuck me I couldn’t help myself starting to like Hoseok, having a crush on Jin and I’m pretty sure I fucking like Yoongi too.”

Yoongi himself bristles at that, attention turning to seokjin who stands just as surprised as him.

Jimin doesn’t stop there and Yoongi worries the dom may say something he regrets but doesn’t intervene, somehow he can’t. “Yes, I came in here too fucking prideful and trust me no one is more embarrassed about that than me. I came in here with no real fucking connections and I fell in love with you like a lovesick puppy but I couldn’t stop myself because every single time I woke up next to you it was like witnessing an Angel being born, I’m fucking mesmerised by you. So yeah you know what I’ll accept my fault For being too kind but I never cheated on you and the fact you didn’t even hear me out, instantly coming to your own conclusions shows me just how much trust we had”

Jimins crying Taehyung is crying, Jungkook is crying, Seokjin, YN and Yoongi are frozen, and Hoseok enters the too room at that point, he too freezes.

The air is thick with tension, so thick Yoongi is sure if he goes to the kitchen and grabs a pair of scissors he could cut through it.

“How long was she messaging you for?” It wasn’t Taehyung asking this time, it was Jungkook.

“Since the show started, I haven’t spoken to her since the start of the second week.” Jimin answers, honestly.

Jungkook nods, accepting the answer. “Will you tell her?”

“Of course, I will.” Jimin looks around for his phone, typing out a message that reads:

I want to let you know that I won’t be able to make it to dinner after the show finishes or any other time, I’m sorry if this hurts you in any way, you are always welcome to contact the other dominant I sent you the information of if you need guidance. I wish you the best going forward.

Jimin hits send, immediately blocking and deleting her number. “See!” He shows them all. “I would never choose anyone or anything over you.”

“Tae?” Jungkook whispered. “I think he’s proved himself enough.”

Jimin watched Taehyung. Yoongi could see the panic on his face as the masseuse stood up closing the space between himself and Jimin. “I will forgive you, but I’m not ready to talk to you right now. I won’t leave but please just give me some space.”

“Tae-“ Jimin tried but Taehyung was already leaving the room. Jimin looked helplessly at Jungkook and YN. “Please say something.”

“I forgive you. I think TaeHyungie needs some time, he’s afraid of being hurt min.” Jungkook stood, wrapping Jimin in a brief hug before sitting back down. “I’m sorry for not giving you a chance to speak.”

Jimin sat himself between Jungkook and YN, a hand coming out to touch her leg. “Yn?”

“I just- I don’t know what to say.” She shrugs. Bottom lip in a slight pout. “I thought you cheated, you didn’t cheat, and you didn’t exactly go far to close her down, I can understand your reasons why but you didn’t say anything to anyone about it which makes it seem like it was a secret but I know that’s highly unlikely which is why I’m giving you my forgiveness.” She smiled weakly at him, shifting to rest her head on his shoulder.

Despite the ⅔ positive outcome of the conversation, Jimin didn’t look any happier, he looked haunted. Yoongi wanted to fix it all, he really did, he hated confrontation, hated angsty feelings but he couldn’t do anything. He also really fucking hated being helpless. He would make for a shitty therapist, he thought to himself, setting a mental reminder to praise Jin for his therapeutic abilities.

“We don’t have to do the date tonight if you don’t want to, I’ll forfeit the prize.” Jimin looked at YN, dead serious.

She shook her head no. “I want to go, it will be good for both of us, it will give Tae some time away from you to cool off.”

Yoongi marvelled at her ability to think for those around her even when her own feelings had been hurt just minutes prior.

Yoongi noticed Sejin approaching the door, he pointed to it and they all turned their heads. “I’ll go and check on Tae.” Yoongi stands, not wanting to hear the explanation a fourth time.

He could hear Sejins voice taking over the downstairs space as he climbed the stairs two at a time, only growing more concerned as he heard Taehyung crying. He didn’t bother knocking, nothing could stop him from stepping in and comforting the sad boy. “Tae,” Yoongi called gently. Taehyung instantly opened his arms, welcoming Yoongi in.

The second they touched it was like everything inside of Taehyung crumbled. “He d-didn't.” Taehyung hiccuped, Yoongi rubbed his back, doing all he could to support him. “He didn’t t-tell her, He said he wanted to try really try with me but he didn’t even tell some stupid submissive from some stupid club that he loved me.”

“Tae.” Yoongi started. “Baby-“ he pause at the pet name wondering if he should take it back for a second, he was stepping into uncharted territory but he decided he didn’t care, not right now. “I truly think it was a misunderstanding, I don’t think he was cheating or even considering it. He loves you, he really does adore you.”

“B-but then why.” Taehyung cried harder, and Yoongi could feel a damp patch forming on his shirt. “I don’t- am I not enough.”

“Of course you are enough Taehyung, don’t ever let me hear you doubting that again.” Yoongi said firmly, that was something he wouldn’t stand for. “Try and see it from Jimins perspective. You know what his job is, he interacts with people like that on a daily basis and he cannot help it when someone thinks more out of a situation than he does. Would you want Jimin to quit his job? Stop doing scenes? Stop helping people who want to explore something new?”

Taehyung shook his head no.

“You’re Jimins puppy right?” Yoongi asked, this was either going to fix the situation or fuck it up more but something had to be done. “Can you imagine if you met Jimin outside of here? That girl was alone with the desire to try something new safely and jimin provided that for her. Imagine how nice it would have been to have someone as kind as him helping you discover and explore something you really wanted. Now tell me you wouldn’t have gotten your hopes up even slightly.”

Taehyung was quiet for a few minutes. “I can’t.”

“Can't imagine it?”

Taehyung shook his head. “I can’t be mad at him can I?”

Finally, they were getting somewhere. “I don’t think it’s the right thing but you also have to feel your emotions as they are, sometimes we don’t always have explanations for the way we feel.”

“I can’t imagine not falling for him, even outside of here I would have been just as hopeful as that girl. Jimin was still wrong to not shut her down instantly but I should have let him talk more. I said horrible things to him, he is going to hate me.” Taehyung sniffles, engulfed in a bout of self-pity and hatred.

“He doesn’t hate you.” Yoongi chuckles lightly, trying to be as comforting as he could be. “It was a bad situation, everything will be fine.”

“I told him I would never trust him again, I told him to fuck off before you came inside…I said that he was a shitty Dom.” Yoongi did not know that.

Yoongi bit his lip, this situation was a mess. “Did you mean those things?”

“God no I was just so hurt.” Taehyung looked up at him eyes puffy.

Yoongi nodded, there wasn’t much he could do. There was only one solution. “I really think you should talk to Jimin.”

“Can.. can you stay Hyung? Please?”

Yoongi raised his eyebrows, that would definitely make for an awkward talk. “You want me to stay when you talk to him?”

“Yes.” Taehyung nodded. “Please.”

“Okay.” Yoongi mumbled, considering it for s moment before agreeing. “Okay, just let me go and get him.”

By the time he got back downstairs Sejin had left, he would be sure to ask later what had happened but for now, he set his mind on getting Jimin and Taehyung talking. It was his personal project if you will. Jimin was still sitting on the couch, eyes glassy as he stared at the wall.

“Jimin?” Yoongi called out, getting no response. He cleared his throat, but still nothing. Huffing he slumped over to the Dom, waving his hands around his face like a maniac. “Jimin?” He tried again, this time the other finally taking notice.

“Hm?” Jimin blinks.

“Tae wants you.”

At that jimin is up in seconds, Yoongi swears he has never seen the other move so fast, not even for food. He stills only when reaching Taehyungs bedroom door, as though considering his options.

“What’s wrong?” Yoongi sighs.

Jimin turns to look at Yoongi with fear in his eyes. “He hates me.”

Yoongis face falls flat, he had officially had enough. “If you don’t get inside that room I will actually lock you both in the restroom for 24 hours. Do not test me Park Jimin, I am covered in snot and you both sound exactly the same.”

Jimin gives him a hurt look but nevertheless, he walks into the room. Yoongi sits himself in the chair in the corner, giving them space. It definitely ft weird to be present for it but if it made Taehyung feel better he would always stay.

“Please tell me you don’t hate me.” Taehyung sniffled.

Jimin looked surprised, Yoongi could tell he definitely wasn’t expecting that. “Tae no I don’t hate you, I was sure until Yoongi Hyung came to get me that you’d never speak to me again.”

“Explain it again, please. I promise I’m listening to this time.” Taehyung asked, Yoongi kept his focus on his hands.

Hopefully, for the last time, Yoongi listened as Jimin explained the situation. This time Taehyung was listening, nodding along. “I still think you should have shut her down immediately.”

Jimin nodded at that, he wasn’t denying his fault and Yoongi respected him for it. “I should have, I thought I was doing the right thing but I wasn’t. I made a mistake. I can’t change that Taehyung but I won’t ever talk to her again.”

“You shouldn’t have felt like you had to block her. She was someone you were helping and it was unfair of me to react that way.” Yoongi didn’t disagree with that, it wasn’t the healthiest reaction but the sudden outburst of emotions was understandable.

Heartbreak can make you do fucked up things. So can love.

“Did you mean it when you said you’d never trust me again?” Jimin seemed afraid to ask.

“I think I’ll need a little time to get over it, I guess…” Taehyung took a deep breath, Jimin didn’t say anything. Yoongi watched him, his frame still as he held onto Taehyungs pinkie as though if he let go the man would simply disappear. “I was so afraid of having my heart broken when I see those messages I just went into self-protection mode.”

“I can understand that and I’ll do my best to reassure you, it hurt the way you instantly labelled me a cheater even though I’d been so open and honest with you. I’ve never lied to you Taehyung and being so open has honestly been fucking terrifying so when you jumped to the conclusion you hated me and wanted me to stay away from you it felt like one of the worst things I’d ever heard.” Yoongi hated the way Jimins voice quivered, situations like these were never any good, and everyone ended up hurt.

Taehyung jumped forward to hug Jimin, Yoongi could barely hear the apology he muttered. “I’m sorry I did that, it wasn’t fair to you.”

“I just need to know you trust me Tae, everything we have is nothing if there isn’t trust.” Yoongi knew Jimin wasn’t just talking about their romantic relationship, everyone in the house knew Taehyung was Jimins puppy in a submissive way, that was literally impossible to maintain if neither trusted the other.

“I do I just… I need a little time to get over it. Call me overly emotional.” Taehyung joked, an attempt at lightening the mood.

Jimin didn’t argue with him, although Yoongi had half expected him to. “I can understand that, I think I too will need a little time to get over the things you said.”

“So are we okay?” Taehyung asked.

“Mostly.” Jimin smiled, albeit only a little, things were better. Not completely fixed but not irreversibly broken. “Hug?”

Taehyung nodded, eyeing Yoongi. “Hyung, join us?”

“Oh no. Nope. You two have fun, I need a drink.” Yoongi huffed, shaking his head. He wouldn’t drink but still, he could dream.

Jimin paused, looking back at Yoongi before placing a kiss on Taehyungs head “Yoongi Hyung is really mean isn’t he?”

“Yeah.” Taehyung agreed, laughing.

Yoongi was definitely not having that. “I played therapist all day you little ungrateful brats.”

“Yeah yeah, Hyung. We love you.” Taehyung shushes him and he can’t help but find it adorable. His chest swelled with pride at seeing them smiling again.

He truly hated when things weren’t normal. Yes, it would take a little healing, a few long conversations and maybe some trust rebuilding but things were gonna be okay.

Yoongi excused himself soon after. Feeling relieved when he found Namjoon sitting at the table as Seokjin prepared dinner.

“Need any help?” Yoongi called out.

Jin looked around before shaking his head. “I’ve got it covered just relax. How are they? ”

“Better.” Yoongi smiled. At that, Yoongi slumped onto a chair and rested his head upon his hands. Closing his eyes. “Where’s Yn, Jungkook and Hoseok.”

“Upstairs, they are helping her get ready for her date.” Seokjin replied.

Yoongi snorted at the idea of Hoseok playing beauty guru.

“What are you doing?” Namjoon asked as Yoongi rested his head on the table.

“Relaxing?” Yoongi responded dumbly.

Namjoon shifted one seat closer. “Can you help me with this Hyung?”

Yoongi was apparently appointed helper of the day. “What is it?”

“I’m seeking an opinion. I think if kind of figured out what I want to do, I’m just unsure if it’s the right choice.” Namjoon shut his laptop.

Yoongi considered it, not wanting to give bad advice. “What have you decided?”

“I’m going to finish my thesis, get my master's and then teach philosophy but if I win I’m going to use the money to help rent a space so I can have my own bookstore and teach philosophy part-time.” Namjoon smiles proudly, it’s as though for the first time Yoongi is seeing him at peace with himself.

“What are your doubts?”

“I like marine biology. What if I regret not doing something with that?”

“You always have time to go back and get another degree, you aren’t limited to doing one thing forever. If you want to teach philosophy and run a bookstore then do it, it won’t be easy but I’m sure if you need help there are seven of us here willing to do whatever we can. You’re looking at things like you have to choose right now and whatever you choose is irreversible. So what if you make a choice and it isn’t entirely right, you can always try again. Life isn’t one fit-all Namjoon-ah. Follow your heart as cheesy as that might sound do what truly brings you happiness. Forget everything else, forget what ifs, do what you know brings you joy right now.” Yoongi finished, pretty proud of his speech especially seeing the way Namjoon smiled back at him, dimples on show.

“Thank you Hyung, I can’t wait to tell YN.” Namjoon picked up his laptop, taking it out of the room before sitting back at the table, this time carrying a stack of plates.

Jimin and YN came down the stairs hand in hand, as always Jimin looked well put together, if it wasn’t for the puffy eyes you would never be able to tell that a difficult situation had broken out. YN was the definition of beautiful, a red dress, her hair wavy, makeup not too heavy but the smokey eyeshadow brought her eyes to life. Yoongi was tempted to turn them both around and take them upstairs to fuck, lazy fuck because he was tired but still fuck.

Maybe tomorrow.

Seokjin and Namjoon wandered over to YN, from the blush on her cheeks they were complimenting her an unhealthy amount.

“Where are you taking her?” Yoongi asked Jimin.

Jimin smiled at him. “A restaurant, then to a light display and then a walk.”

“Get her flowers.” Yoongi advised. “Actually , just one.”

Jimin frowned. “Why? I could get her a bouquet.”

“She’s awful at keeping flowers alive.” Yoongi jokes and Jimin pushed his arm, shaking his head in laughter.

“I’m great at keeping flowers alive.” YN must have overheard them. Yoongi rolled his eyes, opening his arms to her.

He breathed in her perfume, whatever she had on smelt beautiful. Yoongi pulled her closer, nosing at her neck it was a soft floral scent, Yoongis favourite.

“Cars here, we gotta go.” Jimin declared but Yoongi didn’t let go. “Hyung, stop hogging my date.”

Yoongi reluctantly let go, not before pulling YN in for a kiss, eyeing Jimin the whole time.

Jimins face hardens. “Don’t I get one too Yoongi?”

“Fuck off.” Yoongi laughed. Walking away from the pair.

Yoongi could feel Jimins glare at him and knew exactly what he had done, he hadn’t exactly forgotten the conversation they had during their challenge the other day, Jimin clearly said if he dropped honorifics it meant he was acting as a dominant, not as a boyfriend or friend. A part of Yoongi loved the fact Jimin couldn’t do anything, not right now at least.

Yoongi couldn’t help pushing, Jimin looked hot when he was pissed. YN seemed to have noticed something but didn’t bring it up, Jimin steadied her as she put her shoes on and then they were off.

…and Yoongi was horny but it would have to wait as seokjin started to bring the meat over to the table.

“Where is Jungkook?” Namjoon asked Hoseok as he trotted into the room. “And Tae?”

“Jungkook is coming down, just changing his shirt. I haven’t seen Taehyung.” Hoseok turned to Yoongi. “Hyung?”

Yoongi shook his head. “Not since I came down.”

Jungkook walked into the room, eyes focused on the table of food.

Hoseok patted him on the shoulder, grabbing his attention. “Jungkook where is Tae? Dinner is ready.”

“Oh.” Jungkook looked up at Hoseok. “He’s upstairs. I checked but he is asleep.”

Jin signed, frowning. “Poor thing, I’ll save him a plate.”

“Soooo…can we eat?” Jungkook rocked onto his heels.

“Yes yes, eat, god it’s like you’ve not been fed.” Seokjin laughed, taking a seat.

Jungkook made a look as though to say “Really?” He took some salad into his bowl. “Didn’t exactly have time to eat.”

“It was definitely dramatic.” Namjoon added, sliding a piece of meat into his mouth.

Yoongi didn’t have much to offer the conversation, focusing his attention on satisfying his forgotten hunger. It was already 8 pm and he was wiped out. He had some work to complete but that could be left for another day, he was wiped out.

Yoongi wasn’t afraid of emotions nor was he cold but when there was an influx of emotions going around he easily got overwhelmed by them, despite his deep understanding of emotions he never much bothered discussing them only when it was necessary. Maybe that was why he was so tired now.

“I’ll do the dishes.” Namjoon offers, practically all the food gone spare the plate that had been put aside for a still-sleeping Taehyung.

“What did Sejin say earlier?” Yoongi asked, remembering the man showing up for a while.

“He saw what happened but wanted to give us space to resolve it, he had to check to make sure it was okay but once he see it was under control he went back to his van. He did warn us no fighting and we have to replace to plates Taehyung smashed.”

Jungkook chuckled at that. “I will can’t believe Taehyung smashed plates. It’s been a long day.”

“Yeah it has, I’m going to have an early night. I’m exhausted.” Yoongi huffed, tucking in his chair before climbing the stairs. He knew he could get into his own bed but something about relaxing in Jin's room, stealing his sweater, felt eighth. So he did. It didn’t take long after brushing his teeth and changing his clothes his head hit the pillow and he was out like a light.

He was awoken much later as a sleepy Jin crawled in beside him. Yoongi lets himself be swaddled up in Jin's arms. “My baby had an emotionally draining day.”

“What am I? Your son?” Yoongi grumbles. “I’m not a baby.”

“Shut up and let me have this.” Jin scolds, placing a kiss on Yoongis's head. “I’m really proud of how you stepped up today.”

“Thanks.” Yoongi was half asleep but he still managed to smile a little at Jin's praise.

They both sat up a little as the front door closed, giggles growing louder, bodies thumping against the wall. Jimin and YN must have been back, possibly drunk from the way they did not worry about those sleeping in the house. A bedroom door closed and the house fell into silence once more.

“Kids.” Seokjin chuckled, pulling Yoongi back down to the bed.

Despite the dramas of the day he was where he wanted to be, wrapped in the arms of one of the many men he loved, with the other people he loved just down the hall. Everything was right in the world.

Whatever happened next they would face it together.

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