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agustdakasuga · 3 years

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Reflection Of You | Chapter 3

Genre: Historical!AU, Timetraveller!AU/ Different Dimension, Romance

Pairing: SUGA x Reader, Yoongi x Reader

Characters: Normal!Reader, Idol!Suga, King!Yoongi, Guard!Seokjin, Guard!Jungkook, RoyalAdvisor!Namjoon, Servant!Jimin, Servant!Hoseok, Prince!Taehyung

Summary: Confirming you were dating the famous Min Suga of BTS, you knew you were bound to make some enemies. But what you didn’t expect was to be cursed, leading you to meet a cold-hearted, arrogant king that shares the same face as your rapper lover.

Looks like you couldn’t deal with the negativity and the scary fans on your own. But you couldn’t bear to burden Yoongi further with it.

Chapter warning(s): threatening words, death threats, name calling. Mentions of someone getting cursed through fantasy dark magic. Please do not take it seriously and only read at your own discretion.

Ever since the news, things have been... eventful. Most of the ARMY seemed accepting and supportive, most. Some ARMYs have found your social media accounts and were spreading it around. While some of the messages were nice, there were still some threatening ones.

“Have you told hyung?” Taehyung asked. You jumped, the phone slipping out of your hands and onto the floor. Taehyung had come to go through some music with Yoongi and they were working in the room the whole day.

“You scared me, Tae.” You bent down to pick up the device, tucking it into your pocket.

“So are you?” Taehyung blinked.

“Tell him what? Exactly.” You sighed, continuing with your cleaning chores of the kitchen. Taehyung stopped you, gripping your wrist, it was obvious that he wasn’t going to let this go.

“You need to tell him. He can do something, or tell the company to do something.” Taehyung said.

“Thanks for your concern, Tae. But I can handle a few young girls without having to involve Yoongi. I don’t want him blaming himself again. It’s just social media, I don’t need it. Besides, this has probably caused a lot of trouble for the company already, I’m not about to add on more.” You said softly, not wanting Yoongi to hear.

“These aren’t a few young girls, noona. They’re crazy, violent. They aren’t ARMY, you know that.” Taehyung insisted.

“Whatever it is. It’s nothing dangerous. If things get worse, then I’ll tell Yoongi.”

“Tell me what?” Yoongi appeared. He blinked when he saw Taehyung gripping your wrist, you and him having such a hushed conversation, that apparently wasn’t hushed enough.

“Nothing.” You muttered and pulled your wrist away.

“What did you do?” Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed. Taehyung shook his head, going to the fridge to get a bottle of juice before leaving the kitchen.

“I’m fine, Yoongi. Nothing’s wrong, don’t worry.” You smiled, knowing that Yoongi was still genuinely concerned for you. Drying your hands, you walked up to him and kissed the furrowed eyebrows with a smile.

“Take a break. We can continue cleaning later.” Yoongi held your hand.

“I’m almost done.” You shrugged. Yoongi sighed, giving in to you. His hands moved to hold your waist as he leaned down to give you a kiss on the cheek. Squeezing your waist once more, he poured himself a cold coffee from the fridge and left to continue working with Taehyung.

“Where was I...?” You turned to finish your cleaning. When you were done with the kitchen, you busied yourself by vacuuming the floor and dusting the shelves until the house was spotless.

“All done.” You smiled, happy with yourself. You sat down on the couch, looking back at your phone.

‘Why would oppa go for someone ugly like you?’

‘We know you’re just using him, whore. ’

‘You think we won’t find you?’

‘If BTS loses popularity, it’s all your fault. If only you died.’

With that, you decided to deactivate all your social media. You deleted all the apps from your phone, willing yourself not to think about it. Even if you acted unaffected, a part of you was creeped out by just how much these people can find out about you. Luckily, you had no family that they could track down and hurt as revenge.

RINGGGG

“Hello? Geumjae oppa?” It was rare but not odd for Yoongi’s older brother to be calling you. He owned a nice cafe in Daegu, being a chef.

“Hey, (y/n). Is Yoongi busy?”

“He’s in the home studio, working with Taehyung. He must have silenced his phone. What’s up? Can I take a message?” You went to retrieve a notepad and pen just in case.

“Oh... Don’t worry. It isn’t important, I’ll just call him. My parents told me what happened, and I read about it in the news, how is everything on your end?”

“Manageable.” You replied shortly.

“I understand. Even as his brother, I get some threats sometimes. Don’t take them to heart, alright? If it gets too much, you have to tell Yoongi. So the company can take action. Still, you should be careful if you go out. Maybe have someone follow you for now.”

“I will, thanks oppa. It’s a little shocking how they managed to find me so quickly. We’re just laying low now. I don’t want to unnecessarily stress Yoongi out even more.” You said.

“You’re always putting others before yourself, (y/n) ah. Oh, looks like I have to go. I’ll see you two when you come to Daegu.”

“You can count on it! I’ll see you, oppa.” You chuckled and hung up. Since you got a little sweaty and dirty from cleaning, you went to take a shower.

When you came out, you saw Yoongi sitting on the couch, sipping whiskey. Taehyung didn’t seem to be around anymore, his shoes from the doorway were gone too.

“Tae went back?” You asked. Yoongi just grunted in reply.

“What’s wrong? Why are you mad?” You stood at the end of the couch, putting your hands on your hips.

“How long were you going to keep me in the dark? About the fans finding your social media and harassing you, sending you death threats. Or how about that your boss had put you on indefinite period of leave.” Yoongi spoke. There was so many emotions in his voice, betrayal, sadness, anger, frustration. You sighed, looking away.

“Who told you? Tae?”

“Taehyung knows?!” Yoongi raised his voice.

“That’s what we were discussing earlier... In the kitchen. He saw my phone. Unintentionally, of course. But if it wasn’t Tae who told you, then who?” You asked.

“That’s all you care about? Well if you must know, Geumjae hyung just called me to tell me that some fans showed up at his cafe and he saw the comments on your social media before you deleted them. As for your job, your boss told me when I sent an official BigHit letter about the situation.” Yoongi explained.

“Those comments are just nothing but words. And with the job, I can just find another one. I can handle it, Yoons. It’s no big deal.” You spoke calmly, quite the opposite of him.

“Stop saying you can handle it, (y/n)! Stop saying it’s no big deal! I... Ugh...” He held onto his head in frustration.

“Then what do you want me to say?” You closed your eyes to take a deep breath.

“I know you’re doing this so I don’t feel guilty or whatever but you saying it’s no big deal makes me feel worse! It feels like I can’t even do a proper job of protecting my girlfriend, that she feels the need to hide from me just because she thinks that I can’t take it.” He hissed. Now you knew he was just saying things he didn’t mean.

“Yoongi, you know that’s not true.” You crossed your arms.

“It sure feels that way.” He replied. You bit your lip. knowing that speaking to him when he was in this state wouldn’t help the both of you. You would just end up losing your cool and screaming at him too.

“Goodnight, Yoongi.” You turned around and went to the room. Before you closed the door, you heard the door to Yoongi’s studio slam shut.

“Just great.” You sighed. After drying your hair, you put your moisturiser on and got ready for bed.

In time like these, you just needed to give him space. It was known that Yoongi didn’t express emotions well so he often said things in a fit of anger but he really doesn’t mean it.

3 am...

You hadn’t been able to sleep so you settled for a book that both Namjoon and Yoongi had recommended. The bedroom door slowly crept open. Yoongi stood there, teary eyed and red nosed. He looked at you with a slightly blank stare. You closed your book, standing from the bed to hug him.

“I... I...” His whole body shook.

“I can’t just sit... and wait for that dreaded call... that something happened to you. I can’t, (y/n). I’ll go crazy. I’m so f*cking scared.” He shook his head. You knew Yoongi was paranoid, he was always worrying about something.

“It’ll be okay, Yoongi. You’re scaring yourself.” You said softly.

“I can’t let you go.”

“No one says you have to. I’ll always be right here, Yoons. It’ll take a lot for anyone to drive a wedge between us, I promise you.” You kissed his temple.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. I know I should trust you more and shouldn’t have made you feel weak or useless. It’s just, I’m scared too. This is all new to me.” You continued.

“We’ll get through this together.” He cupped your cheeks in his hands. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against yours. You grabbed a tissue from your nightstand, gently wiping his eyes and nose. Yoongi stood still, sniffling ever so often. You threw the tissues away and laid with him. If possible, Yoongi held you closer to him than any other night.

“Tell me about what you’re working on.” You changed the subject. Yoongi was always in the mood to talk about music.

“Tae’s mixtape looks like it’s coming along well, he has come very far in terms of putting his own music together. I’m gonna start working on the songs I promised Jimin and Jin hyung. ” Yoongi said.

“That sounds awesome.” You said encouragingly.

“Really? It seems that all I talk about is music. I’m even using my break to work on it.” Yoongi scoffed at himself.

“It’s your break, Yoons. You can do whatever you want with it. And I never get tired of listening to you talk about your work. You just sound so proud and confident when you do.” You confessed, blushing.

“Are you blushing?!” Yoongi’s eyes widened.

“Whaaaaaaat? I’m allowed to blush over my boyfriend. Geez. I didn’t think I would be confessing all my inner thoughts today.” You cleared your throat. Yoongi let out a soundless laugh, showing his genuine gummy smile, the one that you just love so much.

“You’re too cute, aegi.” Yoongi stroked your hair.

“Stop embarrassing me. I’m supposed to be the one to tease you, not the other way around.” You scrunched your nose, pulling away from his embrace to hide under the blanket.

“Okay okay, I’ll stop. Can you come out, please? I want to cuddle my girl as I sleep.” Yoongi persuaded. You slowly removed the blanket, letting Yoongi tuck you into the crook of his neck comfortably.

As you and Yoongi were getting ready to head to Daegu, Yoongi was told to pick up his fan gifts from BigHit. All fan gifts are sent to BigHit for security checks before the boys can collect them and open them at home. Yoongi drove one of BigHit’s borrowed cars, which is a Hyundai SUV, considering they were the brand ambassadors.

“Ready?” Yoongi asked, adjusting his bucket hat.

“Yeah.” You pulled your mask up, carrying two cups of iced coffee. You handed one to Yoongi while you locked the front door. After that, Yoongi used his free hand to hold yours.

“Should we have asked Sejin oppa to drive us?” You asked as Yoongi unlocked the car doors.

“This car was checked and approved by BigHit. The windows are also tinted so they wouldn’t know it’s us. And we use the back entrance.” Yoongi informed.

“Alright.” You got in. As you closed the door, Yoongi grabbed your hand, kissing the back of it. You smiled at him as he started the engine. You played music from your phone, ready to jam with him like you always do.

“Ready?” He turned to you. You nodded and he drove out.

“Now for a throwback.” You announced as you played ‘No More Dream’, much to Yoongi’s annoyance. You would play old BTS songs from time to time just to mess with him.

“Aegi, please.” He groaned.

“I want a big house, big cars and big rings.” You were too busy rapping his part to hear him. Yoongi burst out laughing, you rapping, especially to his songs, never failed to make him laugh. You were even throwing hand signs like he would do.

“If you can’t beat them, join them.” Yoongi shook his head, joining you in the song. He took the vocal parts while you took the rapping parts. Hearing Yoongi try to reach high notes killed you.

“To all the youngsters out there without dreams.” The two of you said Namjoon’s ending line together.

“I can’t even believe we had fans back then.” Yoongi chuckled.

“Hey, don’t shun the ARMY. They’ll love you no matter the era.” You scoffed with your arms crossed. You remember how Yoongi would come in after practice, looking so tired but still diligently picking out CDs to buy.

“I remember you bringing me your first album.” You reminisced with a small smile. Yoongi cringed.

“Ugh, don’t remind me.”

“Why? You were so cute and nervous. I think that was when I started to develop feelings for you.” You giggled. Yoongi had burst into the store, presenting you the signed album with a deep bow. He had turned so red and was so flustered that he spoke with a stutter. You found it adorable but what made your heart swell was the personal note Yoongi wrote for you.

“That’s when you had feelings for me?! Then why did I wait like 4 years to ask you out?!” Yoongi screeched in outrage. You just shrugged.

“At that time, you and the others were so unsure of where your careers would lead you, who knew what the future held. Starting a relationship wouldn’t have been the smart thing to do.” You explained lightly.

“Still, I could have had you by my side.” He grumbled.

“Whether I was your girlfriend or not, I would have always been by your side, Yoon. For you and the others.”

“Yeah but I would have preferred if you were by my side, as my girl.” He scoffed and you reached over to stroke his cheek lightly, not wanting to distract him from driving too much.

“But here we are. I don’t think waiting a few years has changed my feelings for you. Things happen for a reason.” You smiled.

“You and your philosophies... You know, you’re starting to sound a lot like Namjoon and I’m not sure how I feel about that.” He teased. You shook your head and rolled your eyes. As Yoongi drove past the front of BigHit, there were a few girls sitting on the floor.

“Don’t look.” Yoongi said, not even having to turn to you. But it was too late, you saw all the words of hate and anger directed towards you, Yoongi and the rest of Bangtan.

“I told you not to look.” Yoongi said softly.

“It’s inevitable...” You looked down at your lap. You hated that the rest of the boys were also getting the heat for this, they didn’t deserve it.

“Mr Min.” The security guard greeted as Yoongi rolled the window down. He opened the barrier for Yoongi to drive in. He entered the private, underground carpark to the BigHit building. He backed into his parking space.

“Hey, it’ll pass. Remember?” Yoongi held your chin and leaned in to give you a comforting kiss. You gave a small smile, wrapping your arms around his neck to hug him.

“Let’s do this quickly. Then we’ll go home.” He said. You hummed in agreement, exiting the car with him.

“Hey.” Yoongi greeted the stuff with a bow and you followed suit.

“It’s in the conference room.” He told you as the two of you took the lift up. Yoongi held your hand the entire time. You went into the empty conference room to see a stack of gifts there. What surprised you was that there was a small stack with your name labelled on them. You blinked, turning to Yoongi, who just shrugged.

“They’re checked for dangerous items. So go ahead.” He encouraged. You opened the first box, seeing a stuffed black cat that was dressed similarly to Yoongi. You giggled, shoving it into Yoongi’s face.

“It’s you. Lil meow meow.”

“Whatever makes you happy, aegi.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and looked through some of his gifts. There were nice, heartwarming letters in most of the boxes.

“Aww, look.” There was a nice fanart of a faceless girl playing with a black kitten, presumably Yoongi. It was done so nicely with watercolour, you couldn’t wait to display it.

“That’s you.” You pointed to the kitten that was rolled in yarn.

“Wow, I didn’t even think of that.” Yoongi said sarcastically. You slapped his arm. He read some letters while waiting for you.

“What?” You opened a box to see some few odd objects inside, not something one would give as a gift. There was also a tarot card inside, The Devil. There was no letter inside at all. It creeped you out slightly but it wasn’t particularly threatening so you just closed the box.

“What’s that?” Yoongi asked.

“Some nice notes put together.” You lied with a smile.

“Let’s go home and open the rest of these.” You told him. Yoongi nodded, placing the gifts onto the trolley that was provided and pushing it back down to the carpark.

“Min Yoongi!” Someone called out just as you reached the carpark. The both of you looked up but your reaction was too late.

“Ah!” Your first instinct was to protect your face, causing the blade to slash your arm. You crumbled slightly, face scrunching in slight pain as blood began to seep out. Yoongi’s eyes widened in horror.

“Aegi!” Yoongi was in shock. Before he could pull you behind him, you felt yourself fall to the ground, a sudden weakness taking over your system.

“Yah! What did you do?!” Yoongi screamed at this intruder.

“If I can’t have Yoongi, no one can.” She smiled as she met eyes with you. You laid on the ground, shivering. Your vision blurred horribly and you felt light headed. Was that what the box was earlier? Witchcraft? Does witchcraft still exist or does it even work? Yoongi called out to you but he felt so distant even as he hovered over you.

“Time to disappear.” She grinned and clapped her hands.

“Aegi! (y/n)! Can you hear me?!” Yoongi shook you.

“Yoon-” Your vision faded to black.

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bonny-kookoo · 4 years

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Rabid (JJK x Reader) 🐾☁️💜🔞

🐺Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

🐺Genre: A/B/O AU!, Werewolf AU!, Angst, romance, smut

🐺Warnings: alpha!kookers and his omega!reader, impreg kink, shifting, hybrid Au, werewolf Au, bangtan pack!, primal sex, biting, scratching, scenting, marking, knotting, size kink, strength kink, praise kink oh yes, protective boi kook, Jungkook asserting dominance smh, omega being the cute ball of soft cotton candy she is, fighting, blood, violence, injuries, best alpha doggo boi Jungkook, heart to heart convos, degrading names and not the kinky ones sadly, puppies, I repeat, puppies 🐶, omega!Jin, Omega!Taehyung, Beta Yoongi, Alpha Namjoon, alpha Hoseok, Beta Jimin, don’t worry Omega doesn’t automatically mean submissive oh boy Nop Nop, just read the damn thing it’ll make sense okay, Dead Dove Do Not Eat

🐺Summary: Jeon Jungkook and his Omega are a mates couple of Bangtan Pack. Recently, the sweet bubble they’ve created seems to grow weaker and weaker, as a feral pack attacks and kills wolfs left and right. Things take a dark turn, and for once, the big bad wolf is actually terrified. Terrified of loosing you.

A pack's life wasn't always sunshine and rainbows, or comfort and protection.

Bangtan pack had learned that the hard way months ago, when Namjoons ex Mate had been violently attacked and killed. He'd mourned quite a bit, even though she'd been unfaithful and had refused to accept her own pups, leaving them with him and his pack as she'd continued her unbound lifestyle. It had still hurt him deeply- yet it was a thing that happened.

He got over it.

And he was happy again these days, as he watched Taehyung and Jin play with his two pups, who still weren't old enough to shift into their human forms. They would stay like that for a while longer, and sometimes Namjoon caught himself wishing that they could just stay like that forever- without having to worry too much about their human sides like he and his pack had to. But it would happen eventually, and he hoped they would grow up to be just as respectful and caring as the rest of his pack was.

Taehyung and Jin were, together with Jungkooks Mate, the only omegas of the pack. While you were the only one who would bear her own pups in the future, Taehyung and Jin took on the roles of caring for his children. He was glad he had them with him- he was not fit to be an only-father due to his alpha side. "What're you thinking about?" Yoongi, the pack's Beta asked from the sidelines, coffee in hand as he watched Taehyung and Jin play with the youngest of the pack, letting the young pups claw and bite their fur without much resistance.

"I'm glad things are returning to normal." He explained, and Yoongi nodded, when Jungkook and you stepped in from your recent grocery shopping trip. Namjoon laughed as the two excited pups immediately yapped and stumbled towards you, making you kneel down to greet them properly. He caught Jungkooks soft gaze on you immediately, already knowing that he would turn out to be a great father and alpha for his own litter in the future. "Everything okay out there?" The Alpha asked Jungkook, who nodded, although not too confident.

"We caught some scents near the borders when we returned, but it wasn't too evident. They probably only want to provoke again." He sighed out as he took the other plastic bags you had discarded next to you, placing them on the kitchen counter and sitting on the couch, next to yoongi. "Do you want me to patrol again?" He asked his leader, as he'd turned quiet and a bit thoughtful at his comment.

"No." He said, and Yoongi furrowed his brows. "If they want to provoke, let them. I'm not biting the bait." He explained, and Jungkook nodded, before he turned his head, having heard you shift. Namjoons mind eased up a little as he watched you, Tae and Jin groom the pups, motherly instincts growing more and more these days. "She'll be a great mother." He hummed, and Jungkook grinned, as if the praise was sent towards him. In a sense it was, because even though Namjoon had talked about his mate, he could hear his alpha inside his head.

ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ. ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ. ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ. ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ.

You slowly detached yourself from them after a moment, walking over to Jungkook as you placed your head onto his thigh, careful not to interrupt the discussion he currently held with Yoongi. Almost as if on instinct his hand placed itself onto your head, large palm running over your soft fur, making your ears droop to the side a little to give him more room for his affection.

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴜs.

Even though you sometimes disagreed with your omega, she was right on most occasions. You've had some small trust issues before you'd met Jungkook, being raised with the warning that Omegas were easily taken advantage of, you were wary of anyone around you. He'd slowly brought you out of your shell however, with promises you knew he'd keep and lots of understanding, communication, and affection. Nowadays, he could kick you around like he wanted, if he wanted to- you would still wag your tail and seek his praise straight after.

It should scare you, but you knew he would never let you down like that. He'd never betray your trust like that. Your whole pack would keep you safe.

ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴘᴀᴄᴋ. ᴘᴀᴄᴋ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀs sᴀғᴇ. ᴘᴀᴄᴋ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ.

Your head slipped from his thigh for a second as you'd almost fallen asleep, making Jungkook chuckle and Namjoon snort. You shyly laid down at Jungkooks feet, before he patted the space next to him on the couch. "Come up baby, you don't have to lay on the ground." He said, and you jumped up on the couch, halfway laying on his lap as he continued his talk, his voice lulling you to sleep.

"Hmm.. so sweet." He humms against your neck, as you slowly wake up. His hands are already running over your naked stomach, upwards to cup your chest in his palm, enjoying the feeling of your soft skin underneath his fingers. His eyes are still closed, and he only rumbles out something that almost sounds like a purr every now and then as his lips curl into a lazy but content smile, his nose burying itself into your neck where your scent is strongest. He opens his mouth to run his canines along the skin, before leaving an open mouthed kiss there, making you squirm around a bit in his hold. He moves his legs to cage yours in, as he chuckles when you whine against him. "So soft.. so warm.." He muses, still not quite awake yet you notice as your own body still fights the clouds of sleep as well.

sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ. ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ.

His alpha humms pleased inside his head, happy to have you close to him, satisfied to know you're in his arms. This is where he knows you're safe, where he knows nothing could happen to you.

He squeezes your breast a bit harder, before his thumb moves over your nipple, his deep brown eyes opening a crack to see your form next to him, relaxed and comfortable in his hold, and he feels proud. You're letting him see you so vulnerable, so bare of any form of guard up, you let him guide you however he feels fit for you, and his heart swells as your hands reach for his skin, desperate to feel him close, even though you already are. The times you felt self-conscious and shy at the mere fact you were naked were long gone by now. You felt comfortable around him, enough to know your bond is one without judgement. His eyes lock onto the bite mark still present on your neck, a prominent sign he carried as well, like a wedding band for humans, but way more final than that. It was as if he could see his future with you in the scar on your skin, and he loved every bit of it.

You suddenly playfully bite after his hand which tried to move some hair out of your face, and his eyes widen a bit at the gesture, making you open yours as well. The teasing glint awakes something inside him as you suddenly wiggle your legs around, trying to get on top of him as he grins, locking your legs with his as you whine, pushing at his chest as he chuckles. He grabs your wrist and tries to pin it down as you suddenly move your face to the side, nipping at his fingers without the intention to bite. "Hm, you wanna play?" He asks amused when you duck out of his grasp, only getting as far as laying your stomach over his side, legs still tightly interlocked with his. You claw at his back and he hisses for a moment, yet he doesnt seem mad about it at all as he moves his leg, giving you freedom. For a moment.

Before you can make it out of the bed he grabs your upper arm, pulling you against his chest as you hit his shoulder with the back of your head, now genuinely whining in frustration as he simply laughs. You struggle in his hold, uncaring of both of your nudeness and the way his prominent erection was poking against your lower back. You reach your arms over your head, trying to catch his skin with your fingers to claw at it, yet it only turns into your own demise as he simply raises his arm as well, palm easily catching your wrists and holding them above your head as his nose nuzzles against your neck teasingly.

You grin as he kisses and licks at your bonding mark, happily giving up your fight at this display of affection.

He finally moved around after throwing you backwards on the bed again, towering over your form as he roughly manhandles you around so you are placed on your stomach, before pulling your hips up, making you mewl as you instinctively present to him, making him groan as he leans down, his chest against your back as you could feel his erection between your legs. His hand reaches for your center, chest vibrating against your back as he humms approvingly when his fingers find you already wet and ready for him.

ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴜs. His alpha cooes. ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ. ᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ.

Jungkook lets his hand move a bit over your lower lips until he deems you prepared enough. His hand pumps his waiting length for a second, before he enters you quite roughly, sighing at the feeling of your warm walls around him. You felt like home, like comfort, like a safe space that only belonged to him.

ʙɪᴛᴇ. ʙɪᴛᴇ. ʙɪᴛᴇ.

He leans down his head, takes the skin of your neck between his teeth as he bites, before letting go, and repeating that action over and over again until he huffs against your skin in hot breaths. His one arm is hooked underneath your lower belly to keep you snug against him and positioned properly, while his other grabs at your chest roughly, making you mewl as he grunts, every thrust of his hips shaking your body a bit. You try to get up on your arms in front of him, as he suddenly leaves your breasts alone, instead grabbing the back of your neck before he pushes you into the pillows below, careful to let you breathe as you move your face to the side, blissed out expression showing him to keep going. His alpha slowly takes over, moves more to the surface as his voice is rough, low. You're not scared of him, however. You know, just like Jungkook, his alpha would never hurt you. Your Omega bathes in the praise he gives you, making you whine and gasp out when he suddenly slows down his pace, instead thrusting with more force and deeper into you as the sound of skin against skin echoes in the room.

"So warm.. So sweet.. So submissive.." He rumbles out as he mouthes at your shoulder, hot breath making your skin tingle as you grasp the sheets below you, your high slowly reaching its peak as he cooes. "Are you gonna cum little omega? Cum for your alpha?" He asks, and you simply not, drowsy mind having a hard time answering as he suddenly yanks at your hair, stopping everything for a moment as he keeps your head up, his face close to yours as he growls out. "I asked you a question Omega." He grits out. "You wanna play more little one?" He asks amused as you simply rut against his hips, making him growl as he picks up where he left off, his pace relentless as he chases his end, noticing the way you start to clench around him, needing him, wanting him, craving him just as much as he does.

"A-Alpha!" You groan out as you cum, and he bites down hard where your bonding mark lays, grunting out as he still thrusts without much rhythm, until you feel his warmth flood your walls. He sighes out, slowly growing lip against your back as his knot swells up, making you whine while he hushes you, moving a bit, careful not to pull too much as he spoons you, mouthing, licking, and kissing your neck and shoulder as your breathing calms down slowly. This is how you know Jungkook is back, the way he carefully moves the covers back over your bodies since he knows you get cold easily after sex, and the way he just.. doesnt say anything. He doesn't need to.

"Hm.. I can't wait for you to be filled with my pups." He humms out dreamily, drowsy and close to sleep. "All round and glowing. M' gonna protect you so well baby, gonna keep you safe and sound." He muses, and you nod, happily humming as your omega inside you rolls around in satisfaction.

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴜs. ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʜɪs ᴘᴜᴘs. ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴜs.

He kisses the back of your neck one last time before he settles for another round of sleep.

"I don't feel good." You said at dinner once, and Jungkook immediately perked up at that.

"What do you mean? Are you sick?" He stressed, his overprotective nature coming to the surface as you scratched your neck, sheepishly shaking your head.

"No no, its not that!" You reassured him, before looking at Namjoon. "I mean, the entire situation. I know it's calm these days, but I don't know.." You admitted, and Jin placed a reassuring hand on your back.

"I get it. I guess it is a little weird." He said, and looked at Namjoon, who seemed in thought about the entire situation. Things have calmed down over the last few days, however, that was no reason to breathe out in relief. Things just calmed down so sudden and without any cause, that it made you feel as if something was off. It wasn't just you who felt like that but the entire pack, you knew this.

"We'll keep you safe either way." Jungkook promised from across you, and you nodded, continuing your dinner.

Things did not turn out well.

When you smelled the intruders, Jungkook had already gotten up from his spot in the front yard of your home in the woods, together with Namjoon and Hoseok already looking out for anyone getting close. It happened suddenly, when Yoongi shouted, shifting immediately as a wolf attacked from the sides.

The rest was utter chaos.

Everyone, you included, shifted into wolf forms, biting and clawing away at the strangers who seemed to snicker and laugh at everything going on. It was as if it was a game to them, as if they were playing- yet there was nothing playful in their nature, as they bit hard on Hoseoks leg, making him yelp as Taehyung jumped to help him. You were no fighter, so you did the only thing rational to you.

You immediately went inside, grabbing the first pup by his neck before you carried him underneath the stairs, rushing into the living room to get the other.

ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴘᴜᴘs sᴀғᴇ. ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴘᴜᴘs. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜᴘs.

Your omega was just as shaken as you were as you curled up around them, trying to soothe them the best you could as something crashed in the living room, heavy paws making its way towards you. You immediately positioned yourself in front of the terrified kids, which have scrambled into the smallest corner of the storage space under the stairs. Growling menacingly you tried to appear fearless in front of the dark grey wolf in front of you, who simply snapped its jaws at you. You ducked away from him, before you snapped at his leg, biting down hard before he managed to get a grip on your neck. You yelped as his teeth broke skin, but couldn't utter a sound as he pulled and pulled on your scruff, loosing grip before he bit again, another wound forming as you tried to desperately get out of his hold.

Another wolf joined in through the broken window in the kitchen, yapping like an excited hyena at the view of your fighting as he joined in, nipping and pushing you around with amusement as you tried to get them off of you, or at least keep their attention on you for as long as possible, so they wouldn't hurt the youngest.

The first wolf simply threw you down as you again bit his leg, tasting iron on your tongue as the stranger clawed at your backleg, biting and bruising skin as his teeth pulled mouthsfull of fur away from your body. The tufts of softness flew around in the air around you like feathers in a mere pillowfight, yet there was nothing sweet and innocent about this. You yelped out again, loudly, as you felt the skin around your backleg rip between the jaws of the stranger, making you immobile as the strangers suddenly decided to let you be, loosing their fun in you. You took this chance to scramble back to the terrified puppies, hiding them as you weakly curled up around them, your back facing away from them as they shivered, hiding underneath your bloody fur in desperate need of warmth and comfort. You wished you could soothe them, but you couldn't lift your head, blood sticky underneath your body as you tried to stay awake.

They snarl something along the lines of 'leaving the alphas bitch' alone, as they snicker outside, making you feel even worse than you did before.

You knew that Jungkook saw you as more than a mere Omega meant to please him and raise his offspring. You knew that he wasn't blinded by his instincts, and even if he was, his alpha was such a sweet existence which fit your own omega so well that it sometimes made you cry. You fall into a slumber, a vision of your past consuming you whole, as if to comfort your broken body.

"..y. Baby?" He asks you, as your head snaps up from where it rested on your palm. He smiles at you with slight worry, as he points at your pancakes in front of you. "Your food's getting cold baby." He says, and you blush as you look down at your plate, barely touched at all.

sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ. ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ!

He sighed in front of you, moving the plate towards him as he cuts a piece, holding the fork towards you with an almost teasing grin. "Looks like I'm gonna have to feed you the old fashioned way." He says, and you take the bite as he grins his signature bunny smile. It makes him look so soft and happy, the way his eyes crinkle at the sides and his nose scrunches up. "Can't have my baby starve." He continues, as he cuts another piece. His alpha is weirdly happy about the situation.

ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ ғᴇᴅ. ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ.

He hates to do it, but he knows its necessary. "Whats on your mind?" He asks, and he visibly sees your shoulders slump down, as if he'd just taken your favorite book away. "I can see something is troubling you. Please talk to me." He asks. I want to help you, he wants to say, but he keeps it at his words as you slowly take a deep breath.

"They're saying things about me." You start, as he frowns.

"What things?" He asks, voice now a bit more serious. He knows who 'they' are- he knows that you talk about your classmates. He hates to see you being bullied, yet it happens, and you had told him again and again that he can't interfere, not so close to your graduation. You just want things to be done with.

"You're not gonna like 'em." You start, and he nods.

"Probably not. I promise I'm not gonna set your school on fire. But you need to talk to someone about it, and if not me than maybe Jin or Tae-" He continues, until you cut him off.

"Whore." You start, as his eyes widen. It seems as if he's frozen in time for a moment, before his gaze is on you again. "They.. they say I'm.. that you only keep me around because-" You try not to get too riled up as you recall their words. "-because I'm an omega thats good to fuck. Because I'm brainless, and the brainless ones are the best because they don't talk back and just choke on-" Jungkook cuts you off as he holds your hand.

"Stop." He mutters, and you simply look at the wooden table of the small restaurant you both are sitting in, as he sighes. "You're so much more to me than your body." He explains, and you melt under his gaze. "You're my mate, my partner for life, you're the part of my soul I didn't even knew I was missing." He continues, as he holds out another piece of sweetness in front of your lips, as your teary eyes gaze at him. "Their words mean nothing, okay? I love you. And only you." He says, as you take the bite from him. "You could ban me from your vagina for the next years to come and I'd still love you." He mutters playfully, as your cheeks redden.

You really do feel loved.

Jungkook had heard your first yelp loud and clear, and it threw him so off guard that he lost focus for a moment, giving a wolf opportunity to jump up on him. He fought him off with a bit of effort, trying to get inside the house as he became more and more desperate as your cries reached his sensitive ears, making him grown more and more feral in his state of mind.

ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ɪs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴜʀᴛ! ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ɪs ɪɴ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ! ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ!

His alpha is restless, pretty much yells into his ears and he swore he would, he swore he would get to you but he couldn't. There were too many.

After a moment of seemingly endless fighting, Namjoon snaps the neck of another alphawolf, successfully ending the attack as the rest of the rogue pack leaves with whines and tails between their legs. Jungkook breathes for a moment, before a certain smell reaches his nose. He locks eyes with Namjoon, who had seemingly noticed it as well, before the big black wolf dashed into the house, stopping dead in his tracks at the scene of the trashed living room and open kitchen, blood and fur scattered around as the irony smell gets almost too much for his sensitive nose.

He can't see you, however.

Your blood and fur show him that you didn't hide successfully, and his heart races as he walks through the mess that is the main space of the house, before his ears catch the whimpering of pups.

There, underneath the stairs in the corner you're laying down. Your back is facing him, blood and saliva staining your fur, as you barely breathe. The pups, smelling the familiar pack, scramble out from underneath your paws, crawling over your body as they rush towards their father, who eagerly inspects them immediately. Jungkook has absolute tunnel vision in that moment however, as he noticed your lack of movement.

He's moving on pure instinct at this point, delicately grabbing your scruff as he carefully pulls you out of your hiding space, but not fully out in the open. He whines and whimpers at your form, limply laying on the ground as you barely breathe, making him restless as he walks from one side to the other, unsure what to do. His mind is in a frenzy, alpha going crazy, as he nudges you every now and then with his snout, silently begging you to get up. He gets pulled away from this however, when he noticed Jin walking towards him. He knows he's no threat. He knows he's pack. But he's not himself in that moment.

ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ. ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ. ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ.

His alpha growls at him, and he does the same, as he scrambles to stand above your form, tail standing diagonal being him as his ears tall as he growls out low and dangerously, for the first time actually showing intention to attack his own brothers. Jin stays still as everyone watches from their spots, witnessing for the first time how their pack member turns against them.

'Jungkook-' Jin tries to communicate, but the younger alpha continues to growl, feet never standing still as he seems restless. As if he doesn't know what to do. He looks like a young wolf in that moment, scared, confused, and painfully upset. His smell is bitter and strong, sending of a warning to everyone in the room as his ears start to slowly droop.

'Protect. I have to protect. Don't- don't come here-!' he sends off, tail slowly moving downwards as he starts to feel the exhaustion in his bones. He slowly but surely moves around again on weak legs, laying down close to you as he leans his front legs over your body, licking your fur as if that would magically heal you.

'Wake up. Wake up. Wake up!' He chants over and over again, every word growing more and more high pitched and choked up as Taehyung lays down in sadness, feeling his brothers emotions full force, as well as everyone else who can't do anything but watch the young alpha fall apart. 'wake up..' he begs, burying his face into your bloody fur as he finally gives in. 'Please.. don't leave me.' are his last words, as his mind fades.

Jin is quick to shift, as well as Namjoon and Yoongi, who immediately move the larger and heavier wolf off of you, before Taehyung can take you away with Hoseok. Jungkook slowly shifts back unconsciously as they lay him on the couch, no one having enough energy to bring him upstairs. Jin tends to his wounds as Taehyung and Hoseok bring you up the stairs into yours and Jungkooks room, as you slowly shift, making Taehyung gasp as he now sees the extend of your injuries.

There are cuts and puncture wounds all over your skin, scratches and bruises already blossoming. Your leg is the worst, open flesh gaping as he has to swallow, telling Hoseok what he needs in order to tend to your injuries.

Moments later, Jin steps into the room as well, helping his younger omega brother to care for you the best that they could before an actual doctor could take a look at you tomorrow.

"She'd told us something was off." Namjoon said with his head hanging low, arms scratched and bleeding as he watches from the doorway. "I should've listened to her." He continues, before Jin cuts in, not looking at his alpha as he continues to wash you gently.

"Self-pity won't help anyone in this situation now, Namjoon." He says, no real bite in his tone as he keeps his voice gentle, exhaustion evident however. Taehyung helps him wring out the wet cloth he's using to clean your skin, as he continues. "Things happened, and now we have to deal with the aftermath. We'll get through this, but only if we don't loose our heads over this." He explaines, the image of the youngest alpha not leaving his mind. "It's bad enough we have two of us down- her and Jungkook." He explains, as Taehyung voices his worries as well.

"Do you think he'll snap out of it?" He asks, as Namjoon chimes in.

"He has to." He says, and Jin turns around for the first time, lower lip bruised from a cut he'd received.

"Namjoon, don't be so harsh on the kid-" He starts, but gets cut off by his leader.

"He's not a kid anymore Jin. He's a full grown alpha that needs to get himself together." He argues, as Taehyung starts to defend his brother.

"No, he's a boy who almost lost his girl tonight, have some common sense!" He whines out, a low growl hinting in his tone that catches Namjoon off guard. Even Jin seems surprised. "We all accepted it when you grieved. So let him heal as well- you can't expect something like this to just go past him." He explains, as the alpha sighs.

"I'm a horrible leader, am I not?" He asks, and Jin smiles along with Tae as he answers.

"No." He answers, with a comforting gaze. "Because you listen to your pack. And the best leaders do exactly that. They listen to their pack, learn from their mistakes, and admit them if they happen." He humms, before opening his small kit to get out some cotton balls and desinfectant.

Namjoon simply nods, hoping that his oldest Omega is right.

Jungkook awakes rudely from his dreamless sleep as he finds himself on the living room couch, dressed in comfortable clothes. For a moment he hopes everything had been a dream, but his aching bones and the mild smell in the air tell differently. He sits up, noticing the now cleaned living room, and the window that had been fixed with wooden planes for now. He can smell the rain outside as Jin steps down the stairs, locking eyes with Jungkook who immediately scrambles up, rushing towards him. "Where is she? Is she okay? She's okay right? She's fine right?" He rushes out, and watches past the eldest as Jimin thanks a stranger in a white coat and familiar hospital clothing. He doesnt listen to anybody as he moves past them upstairs, almost tripping as he opens the door to see you asleep underneath your covers, a butterfly stitch above your eyebrow. His eyes glaze over as his mind begins to fog, his feet moving him as if on autopilot as he walks towards you, unconsciously shifting.

Jimin wants to scold him to leave you alone, but the doctor shakes his head. Jungkook is so careful that even Yoongi who has joined the scene seems surprised. He moves as if you're made out of eggshells as thin as paper, carefully placing himself next to you above the covers Head resting on your stomach as he simply relishes in the mere fact that you're breathing. He barely fits on the bed made for two humans, but everyone lets him.

Jimin softly closes the door, before everyone walks downstairs.

"Is there anything we can do to help him?" He asks the doctor as he puts on his shoes. He sighes.

"Not much, I'd say, let him be close to her. It would only make them both more anxious if you keep them apart from one another." He explains, as Jimin and Yoongi bid the man goodbye and a safe trip home. Closing the door, Jin sighs, sitting down in the living room after folding the blanket Jungkook had slept under. Namjoon walks into the room, his arm still bandaged as he asks about the mated couple.

"Is he okay?" He asks, knowing about your condition already. "I've never seen him like that." He humms out, and Jimin shrugs.

"I don't think anyone ever has." He exclaims, and Namjoon nods, before taking the blanket from jin.

He carefully walks upstairs, opening the door of their room as Jungkooks ears perk up, the rest of him unmoving. The older alpha smiles sympathetically at his younger brother, closing the door behind him as he slowly walks towards them both. "Is that okay?" He asks carefully, as Jungkook simply closes his eyes again, a silent way of agreeing him this close. He drapes the blanket over the large black wolf, careful to tuck you underneath it as well as he sits down on the mattress, close to your hip. "She's gonna be okay." He said, as he looked at your sleeping form, Jungkooks head lifting itself to reposition. He sighed out a breath as the alpha chuckled. "Don't get huffy now pup. She's a strong one." Jungkooks eyes move to look at the elder one, and he sees something in it that Namjoon has not seen many times. Fear.

Namjoons eyes turn gentle as he looks at you for a moment, before he humms out. "You did well."

When you walk downstairs, the entire kitchen grows silent, and you look up to see them all looking at you. Jungkook starts to choke on his food as he coughs, legs of the chair he is sitting on scraping on the tiles as he rushes towards you, carefully taking you into his arms as he holds you close. He breathes in your scent as he suddenly chokes up, violent sobs shaking his shoulders as he cries against your neck, tearfully kissing your bonding mark as you simply pet his head, smoothing out his hair as you try to calm him down. The rest of the pack has a similar expression on their faces, as Jin stands up to get another set of dishes and cutlery for you. Jungkook helps you down the last two steps as he leads you towards the kitchen table, uncaring of his still tear stained face. He sniffles, and Taehyung gives him a napkin with a teasing grin. He simply takes it, wiping his nose before he grabs at your hip, setting you onto his lap as you try to sit down on your chair.

He doesn't continue eating as he simple rests the side of his head against your shoulder, holding you close as he breathes in your scent. His alpha slowly calms down as you eat and move around, proving to him that you were actually there, that you were alive and well enough for now.

ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ɪs sᴀғᴇ.

You thank jin as he pours you a cup of tea, when you turn towards Namjoon. "How are the pups?" You ask, wondering where they are as Namjoon smiles proudly.

"They're safe, and asleep upstairs." He says, and you nod, taking a sip of the warm beverage. "Thank you, by the way." He says, and you raise your eyebrows. "You did very well Omega. They're only safe thanks to you, and I owe you everything for it." He grows serious as you chuckle.

"It's my part of the pack Namjoon." You explain as you pick up your cutlery to stuff some rice into your mouth that Jungkook didn't finish. "I did what I had to." He humms in appreciation, as Jungkook silently rubs his cheek against the fabric of your sweater, the scent sending him into a mindset of pure comfort. He doesn't listen to anything being said, and you simply rest a hand on his arms that held you close to him. He noticed how cold they are, and immediately scrambles a bit to remove his zip hoodie, uncaring that he's only wearing a T-Shirt underneath as he placed the warm fabric over your shoulders.

ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ɪs ᴄᴏʟᴅ. ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴍ. ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀғᴇ.

You chuckle a bit at the gesture, and Taehyung does the same. "He's gonna be like that for quite a while I guess." Yoongi comments, eyes holding a soft look as he watches the young alpha with you.

Jimin smiles as well as he places some meat onto yours- or more like Jungkooks abandoned- plate which you thank him for. "Let him be. I can't imagine what he must've felt like." He says, as you nod, before taking another bite.

"Let's see how long it takes for Y/N to grow tired of that man-pup." Hoseok comments, making everyone snort but Jungkook, who lowly growls, without much seriousness behind him. It sounds more like.. he's offended. He looks over your shoulder at his pack, as they all start to laugh, you included.

The night is warm and cozy as Jungkook notices how you grow restless. You slowly gather pillows and sheets, blankets and clothing into the bed as he watches you tiredly. He wonders what you're doing for a moment, until he sniffs the air for a moment, eyes widening.

ᴘᴜᴘs. ᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜᴘs. ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ.

His alpha is proud, and his soul swells as well as he helps you nest, holds you close as he can't stop his smile. His palm rests protectively over your stomach during this night, as his alpha howls in happiness.

ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ. ᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜᴘs. ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ.

And Jungkook couldn't agree more with his alpha in that moment. He couldn't wait to complete his family.

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hello 👀 first of all i love your writing. second of all idk if you saw joon’s make up artist reaching up to him to fix his makeup on set but i could think about vixen bc we all know how volatile and jealous she may get.... so may i suggest a joon x vixen jealous sex drabble??? thank u!!!

Hello, dear reader. Thank you soooo much for the compliments. I couldn’t help but deliver, it literally wrote itself. There you go 💜✨

title: yours, truly

pairing: namjoon x reader (nicknamed Vixen)

wordcount: 2.7k

genre: smut, fluff, established relationship

rating: 18+, minors do not interact

synopsis: Vixen doesn't appreciate the imbalance between her belonging to Namjoon and his belonging to her, and although she understands the limits due to his job, at the same time she's uncomfortable about the way she feels. However, Namjoon is eager to reassure her.

trigger warnings: argument on jealousy and double standards. There is one very specific passage where Namjoon imposes himself physically on Vixen, grabbing her and pinning her while she's trying to get away from him. If this triggers you, please do not read further. On to sexual topics: mention of cunnilingus, masturbation (male and female receiving), unprotected sex (BE SMART!!!!!!), marking, power struggle, several occurrences of pinning and top-bottom shifts.

a/n: Hello people, here's the first of several drabbles I've been working on. Please, stay tuned cause HOPEFULLY Jimin and Princess should be next 💖

Here's my masterlist enjoy 💜✨

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You stormed into the apartment, Namjoon hot on your heels.

“Vixen,” he called, watching you take off your shoes with a frown on your face. “Babylove.”

You lifted a finger, inviting him to keep quiet before you stood and headed to your room.

“Vixen?” he called, once more. He knew what had happened, and he knew you didn't mean to act like that. He knew you didn't like feeling jealous or possessive, but the footage of him wrapping an arm around his makeup artist — even if it was just to keep her from falling — had unsettled you more than you wanted to admit.

There were women who dried his sweat and helped him change his clothes and saw him half naked regularly, and they were out there doing so publicly, while you didn't even own a picture of him kissing you. After being together for six months. After him asking you to be his wife.

To anyone except his friends and family, you were nothing but a stranger to him.

“Vixen?”

You were his. Always. All the time. You wore his clothes and had his marks on you from Monday to Sunday, twenty-four seven, uninterruptedly ever since he'd first told you he loves you — with an unintended pause because of the tour.

But what about him? Did he even belong to you?

He called your name shyly, fearsomely. “Look at me, please.”

“I'm going to take a bath,” you announced dryly.

“I'm coming with you,” he replied, already taking off his clothes.

“I want to be alone.”

He inhaled and did the crudest, most animalistic thing he could think of. He grabbed your waist and made you face him. “Vixen. Look at me.”

You shook your head and tutted.

“Say 'no' and I'll let you go,” he said, his voice booming like thunder.

You stayed silent.

“Look at me,” he repeated, an arm around your waist, his free one coming up so he could grip your chin and force your eyes to meet his. “Like this.”

“I hate this!” you spat, looking away right before he forced you to meet his eyes again. “It's not fair!” You snarled before angrily pushing the heel of your foot against his toes.

He hissed and let you go, only to catch you once more half a second later, pinning you against the wall. “Talk to me.”

Your brow furrowed, your eyes like a dark storm, you looked at the floor as you admitted, “I have no right to feel jealous. And I hate it. It’s not fair.”

Namjoon hugged you to him, kissing your head as you pressed your forehead to his chest.

“I’m so sorry, I just… hate that you make me feel like this. It’s not you, it’s how I feel about what you do. That is, the position you’re in.” You bit your lip nervously, gripping his shirt in your fists.

Namjoon didn’t quite understand what you meant by that, but reversing the situation gave him a quite poignant point of view. The idea of you being chaperoned by other men at all time, of you being in his shoes, with people drooling over you at all times, being backstage and having no privacy with or without your clothes on, people imagining you as their partner, as their hot one night stand, as their one true love.

The thought of having to share you the same way you had to share him all the time made a shiver run down his spine. He knew he would never be able to tolerate all the things you went through for him without batting an eye. “I’m so sorry, love.” He ran his hands to the back of your thighs lowering himself to pick you up, your arms latching behind his neck as he did so. “I’m so, so sorry, little fox,” he repeated, his voice so deep and soothing.

“I’m okay, it’s just that…”

He kissed your cheek as he sat on the bed, placing you on top of him, straddling his hips. “You’re not okay, and that’s alright.” He waited for you to oppose as he let his lips linger one millimeter from yours.

Shyly, almost as if reluctantly, you pressed your mouth to his, feeling his hand on your nape, tangling in your hair, the other one pressed to the small of your back. “Take off your clothes, please,” you whispered in between kisses. Unquestioningly, he took off his undershirt, your body still on top of his while you undid the buttons of your blouse — actually, only a couple of them before you slipped it off from over your head. Namjoon’s hands went around your waist, lifting the lace and satin top you were wearing underneath, pressing his nose to your sternum once your torso was so enticingly naked, your body rising to your knees so he could reach your breastbone more comfortably, your arms hugging his head.

“You’re so precious, my babylove. So strong,” he murmured, “You’re so understanding and I’m so glad when you open up to me.” He inhaled you as he confessed some more of his worries, “I always fear that someday it will feel too much and you’ll leave.”

You shook your head, squishing his face in your palms before standing before him, taking off your jeans lightning-fast, watching him quickly remove his slacks and underwear in one go.

“Come claim it, babe,” he growled, extending his hands to you, making a come-hither motion.

You wiggled out of your panties and smiled sweetly, joining him, sitting on his lap and batting your eyelashes with a cute pout, Namjoon shaking his head at you with a knowing grin. And at that, you placed your hands on his shoulders and pushed him down. “You really thought?”

He licked his lips and rolled his eyes. “I, at least, hoped.” His hands landed on your ass before you could grab his wrists and pin them above his head while you made your way up, your naked fold glistening with wetness already in the unforgivingly bright light of your bedroom.

You knew he had a thing for keeping the lights on anyways.

“Come on, sit,” he said, his arms fighting you only playfully as he ached to grab your ass and make you ride his face.

“No.” Your reply was lapidary as your free hand began to tease the skin around your sex — not yet your folds, nor your clit,

“Vixen.” Your name sounded like a warning.

“Maybe you’ll learn I can do without you.”

“Enough,” he growled before his arms escaped your weak excuse of a grip, his jaw locked and his eyes stern in what would be nothing but his hard dom look. “You think you’re funny?”

The way he pushed you with your back to the mattress, your arms trying to save you from losing your balance, made your heartbeat flutter.

“You think I don’t know that already? You think that doesn’t scare me to the bone?” He hissed as he laid on top of you, holding back his weight only slightly. “We know who can do without who here,” he said, his eyes so tormented you wanted to comfort him. “I’m half a soul without you.”

You wrapped your legs around him, rubbing your pelvis against his hardening cock. “Stay with me, then. Remind me.” You placed your lips against his neck, licking up the curve of his throat before bringing your lips to his ear. “Are you mine, Joonie?”

His eyes rolled shut, his head moving in a nodding motion. “I only want to be yours. All the time. I wish we could be naked and alone every single second.”

You giggled and moved your hand between your bodies. “Can I stretch a little? I need you inside.”

“Do you want me to do that?” He asked, right before you shook your head. “Fuck, ____, you're fucking perfect,” he murmured, kissing down your body, licking your nipple, sucking it briefly. “I'm so in love.”

“Do you remember what I told you that night?” you asked him, purring as you pushed two fingers inside you.

“That you're gonna be my wife, someday?”

You chuckled and nodded. Sometimes it felt unreal that he had proposed to you. Already.

And that the ring around your right fourth finger was not your family ring.

“I told you I'm dedicating my life to you. That I want to live by your side for as long as we can. That I believe in you.”

He found solace in the crook of your neck, his lips searching for your collarbone before his teeth nibbled at it gently. “Don't stop. Ever.”

A third finger entered your hole, stretching your inner walls until you were comfortable. Still, you were too impatient to wait any longer, grabbing his cock and placing its tip against your folds. “I won't,” you promised, a loud gasp leaving your mouth as he sank in. “Fuck, too big.”

Namjoon backtracked as quickly as possible, but your hands stopped him just in time. “No, no, stay inside, please. I can get used to it.” Your nails sunk into his ass. “Don't go. Please.”

Namjoon inhaled, trying to keep his cool as much as possible. “I should have prepped you.” He groaned and pressed your face into his neck. “Hold tight, love. I need to shift just a little.”

You loved when he pampered you like that, when he treated you like his delicate porcelain doll. With a loud exhale, he fixed his position until he could rest more easily and resist your tight squeezes as you adjusted to him filling you to the brim. In maybe a minute, you shifted your hips, whispering, “Okay, move, please.”

“That's my good girl,” he replied, smiling at you before giving one slow, smooth stroke that made you purr and throw your head back, his tongue drawing the arch of your throat. “My jealous little thing, mh? You're so adorable.” He gave another deep, slow thrust, watching you writhe below him, legs shaking as they tensed up in pleasure. And then again, pulling out and pushing in making your toes curl, your entire mind malfunctioning into bliss.

“I love it when you're jealous,” he taunted you. “Makes me feel so wanted.” He drew the shell of your ear with his lips, your body drowning in sensations, too small to handle all he had to offer. “Almost as sexy and as desirable as you are. My little fox.”

“Joonie…” you almost sobbed, clawing at his shoulders before remembering you must absolutely not, throwing your hands off him and tugging at the sheets.

Namjoon nuzzled his nose against the side of your face. “Scratch, mark, bite. I don't care. I'm yours, Vixen.”

You whimpered and forced yourself not to. Maybe you just wanted to see who would cave first, maybe you were still feeling too petty about all the times you had been denied.

“Do it. I know you want it,” he tempted you. “Take what you want, little fox.”

You shook your head and brought yourself not only to pin your hands in place, but also turn your face away.

Namjoon rammed into you aggressively at your act of defiance, causing you to gasp and flinch. “Claim me. Do it, ____. I belong to you. Won't you acknowledge that?”

Lips sealed, eyes closed, you fought him, knowing you were absolutely hopeless the moment he pulled you on top of him. “See. This is what you do to me. Look at me. Look at the mess I become for you. For you, alone. No one else in the whole world, Vixen. Only you.” He led his hand on your belly, rubbing at your clit with his thumb, letting you grind on him with your own pace. He only wanted to make you feel good. “Vixen, please, baby. Look at me.

Slowly, you opened your eyes, your hands on his pectorals, your hips moving on him so naturally, so comfortably. He looked beautiful. Grandiose. Magnificent.

He looked like the only man you would ever look at. You knew there was no way you would look at anyone else if he was in the room.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked fondly, placing his hand atop of yours, lacing your fingers together.

“That you're the only one for me. That I need something of you that belongs to me alone.”

He shifted your hands slightly, his engulfing your own on top of his beating heart. “Here. Yours. All yours. Take it.”

You started going faster, needing for the messy ordeal to come to an end so you could sleep the afternoon away wrapped up in his arms.

With quick swivels of your hips, you changed your angle, making sure that he rubbed against your sweet spot, deep inside you.

“Guess what else is yours?” he teased, looking down, keeping his finger steady against your sensitive nub.

“Your exceedingly large dick?” you suggested with a gleam in your voice, sending the both of you into a tumble of laughs.

“Exactly,” he replied playfully. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” you replied quickly, feeling your high spiral out of control. “Cumming.”

“Let go,” he reassured you, catching you with his arm once your body collapsed, his thumb still teasing you while he started thrusting from below, making sure that your orgasm peaked and extinguished in pleasure before he finally climaxed, knowing all too well that your final squeezes would trigger his own ecstasy.

“Doesn't it feel good to cum on your favourite dick, mh?”

“My one and only,” you stated openly, watching him get increasingly worked up. “Show me who you belong to, Joon. You say you're mine? Then cum inside me.”

He shut his eyes tight. “Come on. Gimme all you've got,” you taunted him.

He grit his teeth and shook his head. He needed better leverage to go harder.

You understood that immediately. “Wanna get on top?”

He was conflicted, but in the end you found yourself with your back once more to the mattress, his cock pushing inside you so hard and fast that you were ready to start all over again if it weren't for the numbing sleepiness pulling at your mind.

“I'm yours,” he gritted out, in between strokes, like a mantra. “Get it into your pretty head that I'm yours. That I only want you. For the rest of my life,” he breathed out the final part. “I'm gonna—” and with a wildly erotic growl you felt him swell inside you before his release flowed into you, his body too sensitive to handle the high for too long.

Once he was done, there was nothing but spent, panting bodies, your hand in his hair as you helped him calm down.

“Are you feeling better, little fox?” he asked, taking your joined hands and bringing your knuckles to his lips. “If we swapped roles for a day, you the idol and I the normal person, I don't think I would be able to face it like you do.”

With your eyes closed, you waited for him to pull the two of you on your sides, your head on his chest, legs tangled together as he rubbed his feet against yours lazily and lasciviously.

“I know you don't like feeling jealous and I'm sorry that I made you feel that. You always say it's part of my job and you're understanding, but we both know it's hard to stop these emotions from happening.”

You nodded, inhaling his scent, so deeply mixed with yours. “It's worth it though. Because of the man you are, and what you mean to me.”

He kissed your head.

“I need to clean up. I want to sleep with you.”

He nodded. You were both more than happy to cancel the date and just sleep in, wrapped up in light sheets on the late September day.

Once washed and ready for sleep, Namjoon found your perfect position, your right hand in his left one as he toyed with your ring, pushing it around. Even though he had proposed, he knew the wait would be long. Still, he tried. “How much time left?” he asked, the question a cliché between the two of you by now. You always knew what it meant to him.

“A while,” you replied — your usual answer.

He nodded and pulled you closer. “Sleep tight, baby fox.”

“Sleep tight, big bear.”

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minniepetals · 3 years

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❥⋆｡˚ anon said: [ scream ] for a muse to hear another scream and run to them a mafia au

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[ scream ] for a muse to hear another scream and run to them

genre: mafia!au

pairing: bts x reader

word count: 1.7k

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“If you do not agree to our terms then I can assure you that you will be at a disadvantage.”

Studying the man before him who sits in a relaxed position without any worries and a sly grin curled along the corner of his lips, Namjoon can’t believe he has the audacity to act in such a manner during a time of negotiation.

Crossing a leg on over towards the other one, he keeps his face as cool and as expressionless as ever. “You’re the one who wishes to ally yourself with our gang, what makes you think I will simply yield to you and let you do whatever you want?”

Despite the challenging brow Namjoon has raised his way, the man doesn’t look fazed one bit. Suspicious at the confident and cocky attitude, Jungkook who stood beside Namjoon on the right, discreetly steals a glance at Hoseok’s way. Surely being this confident must mean there’s something he isn’t telling them, right?

The eyes Hoseok returns him lets him know that he knows something is going on as well.

“Only a fool would think to keep his silence when Kim Namjoon questions them,” Yoongi speaks in a low tone, already bored of all this and wants to leave at this second. “Spit it out,” he demands.

“Well.” He sits back casually in his seat and turns his head to the side, watching the people on the first floor from the balcony seat with eyes that are quick to capture the one thing he had hoped to see. “You have quite the lovely little rose with you, don’t you? With the softest petals and the most beautiful blush of pink.”

Rose?

They look out the balcony, studying the room and wondering what he means by that.

“It’s quite a shame it has lost all its thorns to protect it from the greedy human hands.”

The moment Namjoon catches sight of you walking away from the crowd with no guard by your side, he’s quick to turn. “Taehyung.”

In a split second, the younger man is out the door while Namjoon kicks back his chair and guns from both gangs are pointing at each other. Namjoon keeps his gaze on the man which turns into a piercing glare that can kill if possible.

He’s beyond angry now but he also knows that he has to make calculated moves without risking anything that can potentially hurt you.

Taehyung just has to get to you on time.

“Ah-!” In that split second you let out a scream of fear seeing a gun pointed your way and the man ready to pull the trigger, someone grabs ahold of you and you’re wrapped in their protective arms as they quickly turn you about, allowing your face to hide right into their chest.

You flinch at a sting that touches your upper arm and hold yourself close to those familiar protective arms.

Taehyung keeps you against him with one arm, pushing you off to the side, while his other hand is already pulling the trigger aimed at the man that dared to point a gun your way.

The bullet shoots and he falls to the floor in an instant without a miss.

“Y/N.”

You look up upon his call, breath cut short and fast as your eyes shake with fear and his grip tightens on you. “Ah!” You hiss slightly and he holds himself back, eyes quick to search for the place where he had touched you.

At the sight of the grazed cut on your arm, Taehyung’s eyes darkens. If he had been one second too late, that man could have actually seriously injured you.

“I-I’m okay,” he hears you say, causing you to grab his attention again. “It’s just a small graze, Taehyung. I’m not hurt.” You look at him with eyes that show bravery in the way that he knows best. Because although those eyes are filled with fear, you’re trying your best not to show it so that he wouldn’t worry too much.

But Taehyung knows.

He knows in the way your hands are gripping onto his blazer so tightly your knuckles have turned white and in the way your legs are shaky and barely holding on.

So without a word, he lifts you up right into his arms while the world before him falls into chaos.

“Tae…?” You call his name questioningly with a gaze so innocent and pure he wishes he can take all your pains away. “What...what’s going on?”

“Namjoon will take care of it,” Taehyung simply states. “Just close your eyes for now, alright?”

Touching the back of your head, he brings your face to bury into his neck to hide your eyes from the dark world and you follow his words obediently, arms wrapping themselves around his neck and holding on tightly as he begins walking you away from the scene.

Meanwhile Namjoon stands tall before the man who’s now on the floor, his men already gone and dead, ready to die along with them.

“You need me,” he tries to convince. “I have information you want and if I’m gone, who’ll give it to you?”

“I would be a fool to keep someone who was hoping to hurt my precious flower by my side.”

Laughing nervously to try and keep his fears at bay, the man lets out a scoff as his eyes shakily scans the room for anything that would help his escape. “S-so what then? You’ll just kill me off?” He eyes a gun on the floor closest to him and quickly reaches for it, only to have Seokjin kick it away and stomp his foot right atop his hand, causing the man to scream out in agony.

“That would be the right idea, wouldn’t it?” Walking forward to forcefully place his foot on the man’s chest, Namjoon’s gaze does not leave his weak figure. “But I’m not going to do anything to you until I know exactly how my little flower is doing. The more shaken up she is, the harsher your death will be and, if you managed to hurt her even the slightest bit, you’re going to wish you never lived on this planet.”

Catching the trembling fear in his eyes, Namjoon lets out a single scoff at how pathetic he is before turning his head towards Jimin.

“She’s taken to safety,” the younger male answers before the question is even asked.

A few minutes later after the man is taken on his way back to their headquarters in order to be personally dealt with, they walk outside to meet both you and Taehyung.

“Namjoon!” He hears your voice before even seeing you and there you are, in your pretty dress with Taehyung’s black blazer over your shoulders as you run to him with open arms and falling right into him.

“Princess,” the boss sighs as he holds you protectively and leans in to breathe in your familiar sweet scent to calm himself down. “Thank goodness you’re alright.” He leans back just enough to take a look at you with a gentle hand caressing your cheek. “You must’ve been scared, huh? I’m sorry I couldn’t come to your rescue.”

“It’s okay, Taehyung came in time. I’m-”

With cold hands, Jungkook slides the blazer off your shoulders just enough to find your upper arm wrapped in white bandage. “What the hell is this?”

It’s new.

It’s definitely new.

“I-I,” you stutter as the group before you falls silent while their eyes say all the things that you need to know. “I’m fine, I-” You quickly turn to Namjoon, knowing he’ll be the most angry of them all and grab onto his arm while you see that his eyes are focused on the bandage Taehyung had wrapped you in a few minutes before. “Namjoon, I’m okay. It was just a small graze, it doesn’t even hurt that much. Please don’t be angry. I’m so sorry.”

He closes his eyes for a moment to take in a deep breath before opening them again and looking at you calmly in the eyes. “What are you apologizing for?”

Looking down at the floor upon their gaze, your face contours with worry. “I don’t want you to be angry.”

“You’re in a position where you could have gotten seriously hurt and you’re worrying about silly little things like that?”

“I’m sorry—”

“Don’t.” Grabbing ahold of your wrist, he holds your hand in front of him with a serious gaze to prove a point. “Look at this,” Namjoon says at the way you’re still shaking. “No matter how much you try to brave it, you can’t hide anything from us.”

“I...I know.”

And they know that part of the reason why you’re trying to hide it in the first place is because you know you play a role with how the enemies are dealt with. You don't like being responsible for someone else’s pain but how can they help it when they’re the ones that had planned to hurt you in the first place? Using such tactics wasn't ever going to go well with your boys.

“Princess,” fixing the blazer on you to keep you warm against the night breeze, Jimin calls your name softly and presses a kiss to your temple. “At times like this you should be worrying about yourself, not us.”

“We’ll take care of everything, okay?” Hoseok says. “So just focus on you for now.”

“Um…”

They watch you as you hesitate to say something but remain patient to hear your words. Your head turns to where Jimin has his hand on your shoulder before it turns back to the hand that still holds your wrist. Carefully, you reach up to take the grip away in order to take his hand and give it a gentle squeeze before looking up at him.

“Can you stay with me then?” You ask the boss as you nuzzle your cheek against the other hand that still remains on your shoulder.

It wasn’t often you spoke a selfish wish and with eyes like that, how can they ever refuse?

“Just let us take care of a few things first, alright?” Namjoon says, speaking in a gentler manner. “Until then, we’ll be all yours.”

#wbm game #bts drabble #bts polyamory #bts poly #bts poly!au #poly bts #bts mafia #bts mafia au #bts mafia!au #bts x reader #bts ot7 x reader

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tastyykpop · 3 years

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𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

•pairings: enemy, barista and student!jaemin x student and barista!reader

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•warnings: dom!jaemin, brat!reader, brat taming, crying kink, hair pulling, choking, small praising, small size kink, degradation (slut, whore), dumbification (sexual and non sexual use) nanas kinda mean :( but gets a lil nicer :), jaemin refers to himself as nana a lot mostly when they do the dirty, bulging kink, pet names (princess, baby, baby girl, little girl, pretty girl), unprotected sex (please be safe), slight face slapping (he slaps her once), rough sex clearly, some sexual tension, I hope i got everything

You were fuming!

The boy in front of you not even batting an eyelash, just laughing at the mess dripping down your face.

You smelt like an iced americano.

People around you held their hands to their mouths in shock and others tried to hold back their laughter. Some even pointed at you or gave sympathetic looks.

It wasnt like people were surprised anymore. Jaemin always had something up his sleeve for you. But he never went as far as pouring his coffee on you.

"Aw poor baby. Do you need a napkin?" He faked sympathy with a pout and his friends began laughing. You just got up and walk by them, making sure to bump into jaemins shoulder on your way through.

It was almost everyday that Jaemin would do something so uncalled for. It was like he was made to push your buttons. Even as you're walking out of the college building, you can still hear the boy laughing at you. Or maybe it was the other students. Either way, you wanted to kill him.

As you trudged towards your car, a sense of relief washed over you. A great happiness that only comes when you finished your classes and could go home. Only this happiness stayed for a good 2 hours until you have to go to your part time job at the cafe with your favorite person of course. But its not like you can quit. You need the money so you can live and get the education you need, no matter how hard it is being with him.

It was then when you sat in your car and the squishing in the seat made your face curl into a scowl, only made you think of ways to get away with murder. It was gross really. The seats were sticky, plus your hair and clothes were sticking to you like lip gloss. A shower would be perfect right about now.

"Hi y- oh..." Your roommate, jimin, stared at your messy state. Giving you a good up and down before shrugging his shoulders, "jaemin?"

You sighed, walking over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, "Who else? Its always him."

Jimin gave you a small smile and came closer as if ready to hug you but didn't because he didn't want to get sticky. "You know, maybe you should quit that job."

"No."

He groaned and snatched the water that you were about to sip, "Why? You'd only see jaemin in school. And you wouldnt have to stick with his bickering in work." He huffed, shaking his head, "Girls are so difficult sometimes."

You tried leaping up to grab the bottle from jimin, but all he did was hold it above his head. You stomped on his foot in return. Jimin huddled over and you snatched the bottle, smirking with victory as you put it to your lips.

"You fucking snake." Jimin hissed in pain.

A laugh fell from your lips as you walked by him, completely ignoring his words and his pain, "Im gonna take a shower."

Once you got to your room, the first thing you did was grab your work clothes, a towel, and underwear and got ready for the warm shower.

After you switched on the water and let it heat up, you stepped in and immediately felt at peace as the water cascaded over your body, cleaning off the almost dried coffee. Your hair felt lighter, like a feather and your fingers could now slip through the strands easily without an issue. The scent of your body wash overpowered the coffee smell and you felt much better. Water, soap, and coffee were beginning to fill the drain as you finished washing up. You rolled your eyes at the sight of the murky water. What a bastard.

For once you were actually happy to wear your work clothes after what had happened earlier. The clothes actually felt comfortable and jimin was becoming more and more confused as to why you were hugging yourself with a huge smile on the couch.

"No one should be that happy after a shower." He started flipping through channels on the t.v.

"Dont tell me how to feel, I dont smell like jaemins coffee anymore." You gushed overdramtically. Jimin could only role his eyes.

"Please...you act like he's a demon of some sort."

You squinted your eyes at jimin and flared your nostrils, "he is. Hes a nasty, dumb, annoying, self centered-"

"Okay okay I get it! You hate jaemin! The funny thing is you can never get his name out of your mouth." Everything stopped and your head snapped in jimins directions.

"What are you saying?" A frown found itself on your face, jimin leaned closer.

"Im saying that maybe you might like him."

You shrieked in disgust, blocking your ears with your hands. Jimin laughed at your reaction. Almost falling off the couch in the process. "Ew! Gross! Why would you even think that!"

"Like I said, you can never get his name out of your mouth. I think its pretty obvious you like him." He was still giggling at you except your face was anything but happy, more grossed out at how he thought you could like such a person

"I can't stand you. I'm leaving for work." You stood up and jimin did nothing to stop you from going. Even though you still had about 15 minutes until you normally leave. "Ill be back at 9." The door slammed behind you, leaving jimin alone with another laughing fit.

You got in the car and drove off to your work, still trying to come up with a reason as to why jimin is saying all this. Sure maybe you talk about jaemin a little lot but that doesn't mean you like him. Its very much the opposite and jimin should know that. It only frustrates you the more you think about it. Liking someone like jaemin? Please. That would be your nightmare.

As you pulled up to the cafe, there were only a few other cars parked. Few were from other workers but the majority were most like customers or people just trying to get a free parking space. Lucky for you, there were many open spaces, unlike when you come later and they're filled. Maybe leaving earlier wasnt such a bad idea. It saved you the 3 minute walk.

"Y/n! You're just on time!" One of your coworkers, irene, called out as you stepped inside the shop. "We need help back here!" You had no time to even begin to say your shift hasn't started yet when irene took you by the hand and dragged you to where the coffee was being made. "We have a bunch of online orders coming in so can you please help us with the coffee and food?" She tossed you a brown apron for you to put on and you nodded, trying to get your brain to speed up with everything in the world.

It was so quiet when you walked in that you never even realized that the back was busy. Coffee cups were filled and put into trays for orders, food was being heated or baked. It was a chaotic place right now and all you could do was help. So as fast as you could, you began with the first order on the screen. A large mocha with extra extra sugar, whipped cream, and chocolate curls. Easy enough you thought as you reached for a cup but a hand beat you to it.

Your eyes looked up at the person in front of you and just when you thought everything was going fine, it wasn't, "What are you doing here so early?" You asked bitterly.

"I always come in early. What are you doing here so early?" Jaemin asked whilst holding a death grip on the cup.

"Just felt like coming early." You muttered, watching as jaemin turned away with a scoff, quickly cutting the conversation short. "Bastard."

Jaemin was busy making what you were originally going to do, so you looked for another order to get ready. It was just two cake pops and a small strawberry banana smoothie. Something you've been craving recently from the lack of sweetness and fruit in your day to day life.

The cake pops and smoothie were quick to make and were soon sent off to the customer. You happily beamed and wished them good day once they left.

After then there was a familiar face with a friend right next to him, he was quite handsome you must say. He was indeed so handsome that he just looked unreal. "Hey jimin. Whose this?" You nodded towards the bright black haired man.

"This is taemin! He wanted some coffee so I brought him- hey stop staring at him!" Jimin snapped you out of your trance and taemin chuckled.

"Its okay shes cute." He eye smiled, showing off his perfectly white teeth. He's definitely not real.

Jimin tsk'd, "Until you get to know her."

"Yeah yeah... whatever." You smiled at him, completely oblivious to what he just said.

They both ordered and took a seat next to the window. You were still staring at taemin with your head in your hand until someone tapped your shoulder, "Who are they?" Jaemins voice rang in your ears, making you stand up straight.

"Thats my roommate, jimin, and his friend taemin." You glanced back at the boys, mainly at taemin and just stared like he was your first crush.

"Quit staring your gonna scare him away." Jaemin said earning himself a chuckle from you.

You stuck your tongue out, "He called me cute."

The boy smirked from ear to ear and leaned in close to your face, "He was lying." You grumbled and pushed him away from you, getting annoyed by his presence very quickly.

"Jaemin and y/n, get back to work we have orders to do!" Irene called out. Both of you quickly returning to your stations and getting things ready.

"Look at him. Hes basically waiting for me to come over to him." Seulgi, another person in this school you dispise, said as she looked at jaemin in the back of the room. She wasn't very quiet either considering you were only a few seats away from him. So it only meant that jaemin could hear her, but chose to ignore it. Typical boy.

"Honestly. He looks so good today too." Sana, her best friend, commented.

"Oh and did you hear what he was planning on doing today to y/n? Apparently he's gonna-"

"Class get back in your seats, we have much to discuss." The professor stood in the front of the class. Everyone shifted and moved to their appropriate places and waited for the teacher to begin. Unlike you, who was wondering what seulgi was going to say next. If its something worse than coffee being poured on your head, you may just have to bury yourself six feet under after this.

As you were taking notes something flung towards your head and hit you on the side, looking over was jaemin with a smirk was he held his fingers in a sling shot shape. A rubber band was laying on your lap. Then another one. One even hit your cheek creating a small smack sound as you winced in pain. Oh you desperately wanted to get out of this seat and punch the boy in the face.

"Excuse me sir!" You called out, raising your head. The whole class looked at you and your cheeks began to heat up. "May i go to the restroom?" The professor nodded and you headed out. Not until you stopped in your tracks from a loud smack to your butt, causing the whole class to turn around again.

Jaemin was enjoying this, the way you stared at him with wide eyes and open mouth, made him just want to do it again. He never thought this reaction from you would be so entertaining and he tried his best not show it, with only a small smirk covering his face.

You rushed out of the room, faster than ever and leaned against the nearest surface you could find. Not only were you questioning reality, but also why jaemin just did that.

"That little bitch." You said to yourself as you paced back and forth in the hallway, staring at the ground.

"Excuse me?" Jaemin voice rang in your ears as you looked up with a angry red face. Steam was even coming out of your ears and nose. "Did you just call nana a bitch?" He put his hands to his chest and pouted, "Little girl you need to learn some manners." Jaemin tilted his head to the side and began walking forward.

"Shut up." You had nothing else to say as you grit your teeth, looking at the ground.

Jaemin didnt like that and grabbed the back of your neck to make you look at him, "What? Did your stupid head stop thinking? Your normally so chatty for nana what happened?"

"Jaemin i-" you cut yourself off as you felt jaemin grip the back of your neck tighter causing you to moan in pain.

"Stupid girl." Jaemin whispered, forcefully pushing you away. It was not strong enough to make you fall but at least stumble.

You glowered, earning yourself a chuckle from him. "What will it take for you to leave me alone!?"

"Bring this to table 15 please! Thanks!" Irene smiled as she handed you a small cup of iced coffee and you took it, taking it to its designated place. What you didn't except was to see taemin again, gleaming up at you.

"Hi y/n." He smiled and you tried to remain calm.

God how is someone so beautiful?

"Hey, I didnt except you to come back." You returned the warm smile and started to play with the apron around your waist.

Taemin giggled, "I actually quite like this place, its cozy." He began to take a sip from the straw, eyes still trained on you. If only you weren't so awkward with him, you wouldve found something to say other than staring at him and indulging in the beauty before you. But lucky for you someone behind the counter called for you, quickly averting your attention back to work.

The next order was a shake, so you grabbed the correct ingredients and began using the blendor, when someone came next to you, doing the same thing "You seem like your having fun flirting around." The unwanted conversation with jaemin began, "makes nana kind of jealous."

"Hm funny." You ignored him and continued blending the ice cream.

Jaemin casually rolled his eyes and glanced down at your nonchalant face before returning back to the blender, "you know you really do piss me off."

You sneered and snickered to yourself, "what are you gonna do about it?"

"I was thinking of fucking you dumb or until you know your place but maybe thats a bit too rewarding."

The cup was removed and set aside from the blender with your hands placed on your hips, "Im sorry what?"

"Did I stutter?" Jaemin raised an eyebrow and also put the cup down. You went silent, not knowing whether or not to just laugh it off or quickly run away. "And I'm still waiting on my apology."

"One, I am not going to apologize to your bitchy ass. Two, even if I did let you, you could never 'fuck me dumb', it just wouldn't happen. Now stop trying to get in my pants."

Jaemin opened then closed his mouth about to say something, but didn't and just put on a sweet smile, "Go take these to table 7 for nana." He said like he was testing yoj.

"Why? You made them."

"Nana told you to do something little girl, now do it." Jaemins sweet smile was still plastered on his face yet it intimidated you enough to do as he said.

Taemin was long gone when you walked out and you were kind of sad as you weren't able to say goodbye before he left. You placed the shake down on the table and was ready to walk away when you heard your name being called.

"Y/n? You work here?" Seulgis voice spoke as you turned around. Both her and sana were looking at you with shit eating grins.

"Doesn't jaemin also work here seulgi?" Sana asked the girl in front of her and seulgi looked as if she got the brightest idea.

"Oh yeah! Y/n can you get jaemin over here? Pretty please?" She asked sweetly yet with a hint of sourness and you listened, not feeling like ignoring her at the moment.

You told jaemin that seulgi and sana were out front looking for him and he nonchalantly went out without question. Leaving you to do some of the work alone, which you didn't mind considering its jaemin, the annoying bastard who won't leave you alone, but he does help you whenever you need it. And right now, it was a bit busy, and you needed it.

After doing 4 more online orders and sending them off through the driveway, jaemin finally came back with a scowl on his face looking ready to beat someone up. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He raised his voice only loud enough for you to hear. But you were quite confused on what was happening.

"What are you talking about?" You asked, tilting your head to the side like a puppy.

Jaemin groaned, "I knew you were fucking dumb but come on y/n! Why is seulgi covered in the shake i gave you?"

You paused for a moment, unable to answer that. Is he assuming you spilt her shake on her? Why would you even do that in the first place. Yeah you don't like her, but you're not going to stoop to her or his level. "I dont know."

He slammed his hand on the wall near your head, startling you a bit, "You dont know huh?" You shook your head slowly. "Seulgi and sana both said you purposefully spilt the shake on seulgi. Now answer me honestly. Is that true?" You shook your head again, feeling really small and helpless under his strong gaze.

"I-i didnt spill t-the skake." You muttered quietly.

He inhaled sharply, "Then who did huh? Or maybe you don't know because you're so dumb."

"S-stop..." you frowned, looking down at floor, but jaemin had other plans and made you look up at him. A single tear slide down your cheek and you swear you saw a small grin appear on his face.

"Tell nana what happened." His voice became softer as he swiped away the stray tear on your face.

You huffed, still afraid that he'd do something to you although you knew he wouldnt purposely cause you pain. "W-well she asked me to go get you, which I did, a-and her shake was perfectly fine when I left."

"Are you saying she purposely spilt the shake on herself to make me angry at you?"

"Y-yes."

"Ill believe my little girl for now, but if I find out you are lying, you will be in big trouble got that?" Jaemin lifted his hand off the wall and proceeded to walk back out of the room. Leaving you shocked at his words and still frightened by an angry jaemin.

You went to the cash register once jaemin left to get ready to count the bills until you heard jaemin and seulgi arguing. Lucky for them, no one but you and him were working right now. Irene went home earlier and the normal crew always leave around 6:30, leaving just you and jaemin.

"It was only a prank nana. No need to get so worked up. And besides you didn't even prank her today, be glad I did for you." Seulgi said smiling at the boy in front of her.

Jaemin physically cringed when he heard his nickname roll off her tongue, "you didn't have to do that."

You stood there watching, astonished how jaemin was standing up for you. Hes supposed to hate you. Jaemin didn't even bother going with the girls when they offered him a ride, instead he stayed with you and even helped close. Something he normally doesn't do because he leaves before you and gives you all the hard things to do.

"Hurry up and finish." Jaemin spoke. A little bit of anger still laced in his voice.

"Whats your rush?"

He sighed, "I wanna go home. Plus I can't stand this place right now. I'm pissed."

You finished wiping down that last table and walked over to him, "Just go home then."

"Not without you."

You gave him a dirty look, "im not going home with you."

Jaemin leaned down, his face only inches from yours and whispered, "Remember what I said earlier hm? I wanna fuck you dumb." He then grabbed your waist bringing you closer to him, if that was possible, "Can I do that pretty girl? Can nana fuck you so hard you won't even remember anything but my cock?" You were so lost in your mind that everything became a blur. Jaemins words sounded so sweet but were so lewd. And you were so close to kissing him until he put his finger on your lips, "But you have to wait." You frowned and were only getting more angry by the second. You went from not wanting anything to do with jaemin to just about ready to beg him to kiss you. Was it that easy for him to get in your head? Or were you so sex deprived that now jaemin seemed somewhat interesting?

You laid on jaemins bed getting bored with the constant teasing. He never did anything but that. Jaemin would get close to your lips and back away as you chased him. Hed chuckle and coo at you for being so desperate. But that wasn't the point of all the teasing. He really just wanted you to beg him to kiss you. No words will come out of his mouth telling you to beg, he just excepted it to happen sooner or later. But youre too stubborn to do so, so you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to kiss him, catching him by surprise.

Jaemins hands gripped your wrists and pulled them off his face, pinning them to the bed, "You didnt even ask to kiss me." Jaemin pulled away, raising his eyebrow high, "Dont you think thats a bit mean."

"So was teasing me, but I let you continue." You huffed, trying to free your wrists from his death grip but it was no use.

"You dont have a say on whether i continue or not. I'm in charge here and you take what I give you, understand?" You rolled your eyes. It was your intention to make jaemin angry. You wanted to push his buttons.

What you didnt know was that not answering jaemin correctly would earn you a slap to the face. And jaemin was not even fazed by it.

"Dont roll your eyes and answer nana." Jaemin smiled. "Can you say 'yes nana'?"

"Y-yes nana."

"Good girl." Jaemin muttered and began slowly kissing your jawline down to your neck, sucking here and there creating shades of purple and red marks. Oh how he loved the marks he was leaving.

You so desperately wanted to grip onto jaemins hair and pull it but he never budged his hands, only tightening his grasps. As he continued attacking your neck, you began to lift your hips up to get some sort friction. Jaemin noticed and shifted so that his thigh was in between your legs and rubbing against your clothed core. A spew of quiet moans left your lips but you wanted more. Jaemin was going to soft and slow for your liking.

"I thought you were going to fuck me dumb?" You said and jaemin lifted his head to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

"Patience baby. You aren't ready yet." He let go of your wrists and took your shirt off. The cold air made you shiver and jaemin chuckled. "I wanna make you cum at least 2 times before I fuck you."

"Then stop talking and do it." You replied, pushing your hips up to rub against his thigh, but they were pushed back down on the bed.

"Didnt I say to take what I give you?" Your head slowly moved up and down and jaemin smiled, "so why arent you happy with what nana gives you?"

"I want more..." you sighed as he started to slide your pants and panties off, discarding them somewhere in the room. His mouth slowly started kissing your inner thighs and you could feel your heat dripping with anticipation. You whined for more but only got a slap to the thigh telling you to be quiet. Needless to say you didn't listen and continued to try to get him closer to where you needed him most but pulling his hair.

Jaemin groaned grabbing your wrist again and pushed it away roughly. His patience was wearing out. You were more stubborn than he thought, but that doesn't mean he can't still break you. "Next time you do that, I'll flip you over and beat your ass till its purple." Your breath hitched and as much as you were tempted, you wanted to be able to sit for a few days so you stayed put and kept your hands to yourself.

But the desperation was getting to you and you wanted relief which jaemin wasnt giving you until you felt his two fingers circling around your clit. "P-please jaemin." You moaned as he flicked your clit with his middle finger. Then soon enough he stuck two fingers inside you. Your pussy automatically clenching around his digits as he moved at a steady in and out pace.

It felt so good. His fingers felt so good. They made your body twist in pleasure as more moans left your mouth. Jaemin was watching your face closely as it contorted with pleasure. He loved seeing your eyebrows bunched together, so focused on the way his fingers worked inside you.

"My pretty slut. Taking nanas fingers so well." He gushed, still watching your face. Jaemin could feel himself get even more painfully hard but he didn't want to fuck you just yet. He meant it when he said he wanted you to cum 2 times. So he picked up the speed with his fingers, your hands landing on his forearm that was resting on near your hip. "Are you gonna cum for nana princess?"

You frantically nodded your head as a wave of pleasure washed over you. You could feel your cum leak out of you as jaemin leaned down and began eating away at your cunt.

"J-jaemin! So...go-good!" Your head flew back as his tongue sucked on your clit and a loud moan filled the room.

Jaemin smirked against your heat, "I haven't even fucked you yet and your already sounding like a dumb whore. Its so easy to break you princess."

"N-no its j-ju-...." you whimpered as your brain wasnt even trying to help you function right. His tongue was extraordinary. "Mmmm."

"Aw my dumb little princess is so cute." He muttered diving back into lapping at your soaked cunt. It was almost as if on cue and without warning, you were cumming again. Jaemins hasty tongue took it all. Groaning at the taste of you in his mouth.

He sat up over you, grabbing your neck, pulling you into a deep kiss. You tasted yourself on his tongue. Deepening the kiss by grabbing the back of his hair, jaemin couldnt help but moan a bit as his cock brushed against your thigh. He felt big. Bigger than the few guys you've been with and you were ecstatic.

You tugged on jaemins pants and shirt as a way to tell him to take them off and he did after getting off of you and sitting on the edge of the bed. His abs were more defined than you thought and when his cock sprung free, your mouth started watering. Jaemins smirk only grew watching you stare. He was starting to get cocky

"What? You wanna suck my cock?" Jaemin asked sweetly.

"Yes please." You reached over to try and touch him but he didn't allow you. And smacked your hand away. It was a way for him to tease you and you hated it.

"So kind for nana now. Ealier you were so cock hungry that you decided to be a brat. Did nana finally break you?" Jaemin whispered as he moved a piece of hair out of your face, looking at you with fill admiration.

"No you didn't break me. But I wanna suck you off." You whined as jaemin picked you up and sat you just above his cock, the tip teasing at your entrance.

"Too bad. Now I want you to sit." Jaemin said looking into your eyes. You obeyed with a little hesitation. His cock was surely going to hurt you so you took it slowly and started lowering your hips. "Fuck...thats a good girl." Jaemin praised, watching his cock dissappear between your legs and your tummy get full with his cock. "My baby's so tiny you can see my cock in your belly." He said, pushing down on the area where he was imprinted in you.

Slowly you started moving, lifting your hips up and down. You were wet enough that he could easily slide in and out with no problem.

Jaemins head fell back as he sighed with relief, grunting as you picked up the pace, "So tight for nana." He whispered and you moaned back loudly. His cock stretched every inch of you to the point where it felt like you'd split.

"More more more." You whined against jaemins neck, gripping his shoulders tightly. Carefully jaemin flipped you both over so he was on top and continued pounding into your destroyed cunt. He kept a hand around your neck squeezing it every so often as a choked out moan left your throat.

His cock was so deep and fast that you couldn't think straight. You kept blabbering about his cock. Only thing on your mind was how nice he felt inside you. Jaemin bit his lip as he smirked at you, grabbing your hair and bringing your face close to his, "Now will you admit that I fucked you dumb and say your nanas dumb slut?"

"Y-yes, I'm na-nanas dumb sl-slut." You cried, tears falling down your face from how good he felt inside and if you thought jaemin couldn't go any faster, he did. His thrusts were hard and rough, sure enough to hurt your thighs tomorrow as he pounded relentlessly. "So close." Your voice came out choked as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You held on to jaemins hand that was on your neck as he helped you with your orgasm.

Jaemin wasnt far behind you with his and groaned loudly, "fuck, where do you want it princess?"

"I-inside." You moaned as the feeling of hot cum was shot inside you. Jaemins hips kept moving him through his orgasm until he slowly came to a stop. Both of you panted loudly, there were even a few tears falling down your cheek here and there.

Jaemin slowly pulled out, making sure not to hurt you, and he laid beside you. "You did so well." He kissed your forehead. "Cmon ill carry you to bathroom so we can take a bath." He said picking up your worn out naked figure with so much care. Making you forget he was your enemy.

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Chapter 10

TW: Mentions of blood

Words Count: 1.4k

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Don’t cry. You chant to yourself a thousand times through each step. You continue walking, though at some point you stop to take off your heels once you feel like your feet couldn’t take it anymore. Sighing, you continue walking barefooted.

It seems like a very long walk. You’re extremely exhausted, physically and mentally, your feet are screaming in pain from walking barefoot in the cold and through the rough gravel.

But you made it. Alas, you made it home. You almost cry in relief once you arrive at the doorstep. You were on the verge of collapsing yet you made it upstairs and into the bathroom and strip yourself naked immediately before climbing into the bath tub.

You cry for a long time in the tub. You brush your own skin so roughly as if that could erase Minhyuk’s touches on you until your skin is all red. You cry for another hour after that before you finally climb out of the tub reluctantly when the water’s starting to turn cold.

You really don’t have the energy or the strength or the mood to cook dinner but you still force yourself and dragged your aching feet to the kitchen. You cried again in the kitchen, alone and it left you feeling pathetic more than ever. You thought the miseries in your life ended yet one thing keeps coming after another.

You’re too absorbed in your own thoughts that you jump when you hear someone calling your name. You turn to see Jimin, still in his work attire.

Flustered, you turn back around immediately, blink your eyes several times and wipe whatever remaining liquid on your cheeks dry.

You clear your throat first before speaking. “Have a seat. Your dinner’s ready.”

You almost half expect him to refuse and say he’d shower first. You wished he would so you could have a bit more time to calm down.

But instead, he takes his seat and just silently watches you so you try your best not to trip over anything or crumble under his intent stare.

You want to leave immediately but Jimin just glares at you so you silently sit and fill the plate as little as you can and start eating or more like, forking at your own food.

Silence with Jimin is mostly bearable these days with him, almost comfortable even. But today there’s almost none of it. It’s almost unbearable.

“Did anything happen to you at the office today?” He asks, breaking the silence.

You freeze. Could he possibly- no. He wouldn’t. You remember Minhyuk’s words and he couldn’t have possibly known. So you shake your head slowly, looking down at your plate.

He sighs. He waits for a long time before speaking again. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re being harassed at work?”

You look up at him, eyes widening. “How did you kn-“

“Are you fucking stupid?” He suddenly bellows at you making you flinch. “Why did you go and see him? Were you asking for it?”

You eyes water immediately, never in your life have you felt so unfairly accused, not even when your brother throws accusing words of things you didn’t do.

Maybe because it’s Park Jimin. Because it’s him. That it breaks your heart into pieces when he says it.

For a split second, he just stares at you angrily before turning softer once he sees you cry.

“I didn’t ask for it.” You say through watery eyes.

He sighs. “I’m- sorry.” Then he looks at you. “Nevermind that. Why didn’t you fucking tell me?”

You flinch again then swallows. “I.. I’m scared you wouldn’t believe me.”

He scoffed. “So you think I’d just let anyone touch my property? Don’t come for work anymore.”

Your eyes widen and without knowing it, you reach forward and grab his hand. “No! No please- please I swear I’d do everything to avoid him. Just please, I.. want to work with you-“ you stop mid sentence. You slowly withdraw the hand that clutched his. What you meant to say was the workplace was the only place you could talk with him.. place you can find similar topics to talk about..

For the briefest moment, you think you see his gaze softening but it‘s too short a span of time to be sure. “Fine. Don’t come running to me if something happens.”

And he leaves the dining room and storms out. You cry again.

Once you’ve calmed down, you don’t even bother to clean the dishes, you’ll do it tomorrow and gets up to head upstairs but groans loudly when you feel aching pain from the sole of your feet.

You really need to sit down and assess the severeness of the wound on your feet after this. You have a feeling it’s bad enough seeing that you’re having trouble taking steps properly without wincing.

You made it upstairs eventually after much difficulty. Jimin wasn’t in the bedroom, you assume he’s in his study. You are just sitting on the edge of your bed when your eyes catch the liquid glinting on the floor.

Blood?

At the exact same time, the doors open and Jimin appears holding something you can’t quite ascertain yet and you immediately plant your feet to the floor and pull it backwards as if to hide them. He approaches you, sits himself beside you and doesn’t utter a single thing when he leans down to grab your ankle and forces your feet up on his lap.

“Jimin what are y-“

“You don’t realize there’s blood from each of your step right to the door of the bathroom when you enter the house, did you?”

You still and completely muted because you’re barely processing it yourself. You finally take notice that Jimin brought first-aid kits to treat you. He holds your ankle firmly and starts wiping the blood clean with tissue.

You must’ve stepped on sharp things at one point but too tired to notice or feel the pain anymore under your feet.

You look at your husband who’s entirely engrossed in treating your wounds. He’s unfairly handsome in his white shirt, you think.

“I can do it myself-“ you start to move your feet but then Jimin grabs it back twice harder.

“Hold fucking still.” He grunts and you almost want to laugh.

As someone who lives in the dangerous world, Jimin is very familiar with blood. Although he’s been married to you and he did almost everything to hide the dark part of his life from you, he doesn’t dismiss the fact that someone might just come up and do something to you. And when he comes home earlier and saw blood on each step towards the house, his blood runs cold immediately. Did some enemy of his sniffs about you? Did they decide to come and take you because they want something from him? You were all on his mind until he hears noises in the kitchen, his heart pounding fiercely until he finally sees you, cooking and preparing his meal as if everything’s normal.

She’s fine.

He lets out a relieved sigh and a long breath, one he didn’t know he’s been holding. Once he realises that, he doesn’t know what to think. He cared for you, more than he lets on.

“Thank you.” You say softly once he’s done. He doesn’t say anything but just hands you a pill. “What’s this?”

He reaches beside you towards the side table and pours an empty water from the jug and hands the glass to you. “Painkiller.”

You take the glass from him and stares briefly at the pill. “You seem to have a lot of them.” You say, remembering one of the early encounters with him and him giving you the painkillers. Doesn’t seem much different from now.

“Yeah and you will keep having to swallow them if you don’t know how to take care of yourself and doesn’t stop being stupid.” He hisses at you and you recoil instantly. He gets up immediately and then leaves you feeling worse at yourself again.

You wake up the next morning with sunlight shining brightly on your face that you sits up almost immediately. What time is it?

You mean to glance at the clock on bedside table but finds a note there.

Don’t come for work. Rest or I’ll knock you off again myself.

It’s not a sweet message. It isn’t. But why the hell do you feel flutters in your stomach?

You finally glance at the clock. It’s already 11AM- did you really sleep through all the morning? You grab the packet of pills Jimin gave you last night and stares at it suspiciously.

Temazepam.

Frowning, you reach for your phone and googled the word.

Temazepam is a medication used to treat trouble sleeping-

Your freaking husband gave you a sleeping pill. For the first time ever, you feel like punching your own husband.

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casuallyimagining · 3 years

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You and Me

Min Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi has something he needs to ask you before the Grammys. Genre: slight angst, kind of fluffy at the end? Word Count: 1,865 Rating: T (there’s some swearing) Notes: Part of the Long Term Couples series. Read more here.

As he was leaving to go out to lunch with Namjoon and Jin, Yoongi told you that he had news he wanted to tell you when he got home. Which, of course, is possibly the worst thing to leave a person with.

What could he want to talk to you about?

You had a feeling you knew. Physical therapy had been progressing well for Yoongi, and while he still had a lot of healing to do, he was to the point where he could do almost all normal, daily tasks without help. He still had to wear his sling when he went out, and he was still in quite a bit of pain, but it was to the point where he would probably start back to work soon. And, of course, he would probably be moving back to the dorms again, and you would return to your lives pre-November.

Which meant you would go from seeing him literally all the time to only seeing him a few times a week--a return to taking him meals in your spare time, to sitting in the studio watching him work, to short dates to go grab coffee or a milkshake on his rare breaks. Thankfully, you had written the code for the Genius Lab down in your notes app, because after almost two and a half months of not using it, you weren’t confident that you remembered it.

Honestly, you weren’t sure if you could go back to sustaining yourself on text messages, and video calls, and brief, 15-minute meetings. Adjusting to him being there constantly--underfoot when you least expected him to be, but always there to lend an ear or a hand or just generally be there for you--had taken some time. Your routines had melded together so quickly, that having him wandering around your apartment at two in the afternoon was no more uncommon than you not being able to find a series to watch on Netflix. You knew it was coming eventually, but you weren’t sure you could stand the separation.

You would, though, for his sake. You would walk through fire for him.

And it would only be for a short time, right? He had promised you on Christmas. As soon as he was able, he was going to start moving out of the dorms and into his own apartment. He wanted you to join him, wanted you to move in with him. But you weren’t sure when that would be. He had never given you a timetable for when he expected to start moving. Which was fine, you supposed. He could take his time.

But the whole thing made you anxious, even though you knew it shouldn’t. What if he got too busy once he got back to normal life and forgot? What if he decided he wanted to stay at the dorms indefinitely? Worse, what if he changed his mind and he decided he did want to move, just not with you?

Your mind raced as you sat in your office at your piano, trying to lose yourself in the music. You wanted to believe that you had nothing to worry about, that even though things would change, you would continue to be a priority in Yoongi’s life, that you wouldn’t be taking a huge step backwards in your relationship. Somehow, you managed to distract yourself enough that you barely noticed you were playing “Spring Day” until you were almost done with the song.

You continued to play through some of the other songs you had memorized. Most of them, you noticed, were BTS--a strange side-effect of who you spent your time with and your students, the most prominent of which was, of course, Jimin.

As you played the final chord of “Black Swan,” the sound of gentle clapping made you jump, causing you to hit your knee on the bottom of your piano.

“Fuck,” you hissed, rubbing where the corner of the wood caught your leg. Now that you weren’t so surprised, you could see Yoongi standing in the doorway of your shared office, a look of concern barely masking his earlier amusement.

“I didn’t mean to scare you. I thought you heard me come in,” he said softly. “I put some leftovers in the fridge, and Namjoon made us stop for hotteok on the way back, so that’s in there, too. Are you okay?” He crouched down beside you, his hand falling to your knee.

“Unsurprisingly, that is not the first time I’ve done that,” you said with a laugh. “I’m honestly kind of shocked there’s not some sort of dent in the wood.”

Yoongi offered you an amused smile. “Well I’m glad there’s no damage. To you or the piano.” He leaned in to kiss you as he stood, the action quick and easy--like he had done it a thousand times before--but contained no less love. “You’ve been holding out on me.” You could hear the mirth in his voice as he moved one of his paintings to pull the office chair closer to the piano.

You waved off his comment, shutting the lid on the keys of the piano. “I don’t take credit for the things Park Jimin forces me to memorize.”

“Maybe you should start.” He shrugged, and the two of you fell silent. After a moment, he wiped his hands on his thighs and looked at you, though dropped his gaze to his lap the second you made eye contact. “So, I was talking with Si-Hyuk-hyung, and he had some… news he wanted me to pass on.” You raised an eyebrow in curiosity. Was this what he was talking about before he left?

“News?” you question, trying to play it off like you hadn’t spent the past few hours in a downward spiral of anxiety. “About…?”

“He and I were talking about us.” Yoongi gestured to himself and then to you. “He asked me if we wanted to go public any time soon.”

Your eyes went wide. “I… what? Why?”

“He apparently talked to Jin, Namjoon, and Jungkook about it, too.” He shrugged. “Si-Hyuk-hyung didn’t say why, but we think it’s because of the Grammys.” When you continued to look confused, he elaborated. “I mean, that’s kind of the thing, right? If you win an award, you turn and hug the person you love and then you go to receive it?”

“Oh, so you’re expecting to win?” you teased, trying to pretend like your cheeks weren’t a little flushed.

“Well, I think…” he stammered. “I think we should be prepared. Just in case.”

“So what did you tell PD-nim?”

“I told him I would talk to you about it.” You hummed. “He said he’d leave it up to us, but he’d like at least three days’ notice so they can prepare a statement.”

You stayed silent, unsure of what to say. Of course you had thought about it, about what going public would do to your relationship. You had considered the potential hate from the fans you would receive, and the fact that your private life, no matter how hard you tried, would never be fully private after. You knew about the strain it could put on your relationship with Yoongi, about how the saesangs and the paparazzi drove a wedge between many idols--particularly male idols--and their significant others.

But at the same time, you wanted to be able to go out with Yoongi without having to constantly look over your shoulder, without having to worry about someone from Dispatch seeing, or a well-meaning fan posting on social media. You wanted to be able to go with Yoongi to events, to publicly support him at concerts.

You sighed and reached for his hand. “What do you think?”

“It’s what you want, jagi. My life won’t really change much,” he said, squeezing your hand.

“Yoongi, please.” You didn’t like how exasperated your voice sounded, but you could feel your anxiety starting to spike again. “I need to know what you’re thinking.”

“Honestly?” You nodded. “I don’t know. It actually kind of terrifies me.” He laughed, but there was no humor in it. “I’ve seen idols’ careers die when dating scandals come out. But at the same time, I want us to have a normal life.” You snorted. “You know what I mean.”

“It’s very sudden,” you said softly, gripping his hand with both of yours. “The Grammys are in a few weeks. We’d have to do something in the next few days.”

“I’ll tell him we’d like to wait, then.”

You hummed, tracing his hand with your index finger. “We’d be able to do it how we want?”

“That’s what Si-Hyuk-hyung said. I imagine there’s a limit, but I don’t think he’d lie about that.”

“How much of an advanced warning did he say he wanted?”

“Three days.”

Would it really be that bad? You weren’t a stranger to hate comments and wildly unfounded criticism, although not quite to the scale it might get to. Yoongi rarely looked at social media, unless he was posting a selca to Twitter. And what? You might have to private your Instagram? Delete your Twitter? Honestly, it might do you some good to get away from social media. You trusted Yoongi to not drop you the second things got tough, and there were six other members of BTS there to help lessen any damage his career might take. As long as the two of you could weather it together, you were confident that you could come out on the other side relatively unscathed.

“Fuck it.”

“What?” Yoongi’s eyes were wide.

“Fuck it. Let’s do it.” You squeezed his hand, a small smile starting to form.

Yoongi’s eyes locked on yours. He was smiling, but you could see him hesitate. “Are you sure?”

You nodded. “Ask PD-nim if we can do something right before they send out their release. I think it’ll go over better coming from you.”

“You’re already planning this?” It wasn’t a question. He laughed, a sweet, gummy smile spreading across his face. “Okay. Yeah. Let’s do this. I’ll text Si-Hyuk-hyung and let him know.”

You watched him slide his phone out of his pocket and unlock it. “Hey Yoon?” He hummed, continuing to type for a moment before looking up at you. “We’re gonna be okay no matter what, right? Still us?”

Yoongi pulled you to him as he stood up, his arms immediately wrapping around your back to hold you close. “Don’t be silly. Of course we will be.” You felt him sigh as he tucked his chin onto your shoulder. “I can’t promise that things won’t change, but we’ll be okay.”

You hugged him, your arms around his shoulders, careful not to press too tightly on his bad one. This certainly hadn’t been where you were expecting the conversation to go when he walked out the door that morning, but you hoped he was right. Telling the fans was an important step to take--and an inevitable one, if you wanted your relationship to last. “You and me?” You pulled away slightly to look him in the eyes.

He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before resting his forehead against yours. “‘Till the end.”

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jjungkookislife · 3 years

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The Roommate: Epilogue

pairing: vmin x reader, ex-bf kook x reader

genre: roommate au, smut 18+

wc: 3.1k

warnings: cursing, time skips, some dirty talk, jimin’s a tease, some angst, heartbroken kook :(, honest kook, oral sex (f. receiving), allusions to threesome?, promises of forever

a/n: hi! it’s been a year since i’ve updated! this has been a long time coming and im sorry for taking so long but i have a love/hate relationship with this story. it kinda got a mind of its own and turned into a vmin love story instead of jungkook, which is why there’s a JJK version. as sad as I am to see this end, it feels like there’s a weight off my shoulders. thank you to everyone who read it and commented, it means the world to me. I love you all!

date: November 15, 2020

“She’s so tiny!” You coo as you hold baby Eun-ji in your arms three months later. Jungsook hadn’t wanted too many people around the baby, but now that she was older and had some vaccines under her belt, she allowed you all to visit.

You rocked the infant in your arms, your chest filling with warmth as your eyes shined with giddiness. Jimin smiles as Taehyung wraps an arm around his waist, pulling him flush against his side.

They both watched you gush over the infant, looking at each other before blushing. Maybe someday the three of you would be parents as well.

This was the first time all of you had been in the same room together, and Jungkook was surprised he wasn’t upset at seeing the three of you together. If anything, it made him happy to see all of you.

“Here,” you whisper as you turn to Jimin, passing him baby Eun-ji. He holds her, cooing at her as a bright smile appears on his lips as he looks from Eun-ji to Taehyung.

“She’s beautiful,” he murmurs as he rocks her in his arms, singing softly to her before looking up to take a picture. He then passes the baby to Taehyung, who lights up like a Christmas tree.

“She’s so tiny and cute,” he chuckles as he looks at Jimin. “I love her already.”

You all laugh, taking pictures of each other holding the baby before Jungkook gets a turn. He sits on the rocking chair, scared he may actually drop her, but you reassure him he won’t as you kneel in front of him.

“You’re doing well, Kookie. Relax,” you murmur as you look at Eun-Ji then up at him. He smiles softly at you, mouthing thanks as he goes back to gently rocking the baby. You place your hands on his knees, watching the baby squirm in his arms, and your heart feels like it’s going to burst from happiness.

“Jungkook’s a natural,” Jin chuckles from his spot beside Jungsook, who nods in agreement.

Jungkook holds her a little longer before handing her off to you. He looks at Taehyung and Jin asking, “ready?”

“Yeah, I just need to get my toolbox from the garage,” Jin says as his two friends follow him out of the room to the garage.

“Oh, she’s so adorable!” you gush as you coo at Eun-Ji, her small hand gripping your pinky as you take a seat in the rocking chair. Jung-sook hovers nearby, smiling but apprehensive despite knowing you’d never drop her child.

“She is, isn’t she?” Jimin whispers as he wraps his arm around you as you hold the baby, rocking her gently. Taehyung walks by the doorway on his way to the nursery, a smile on his lips as he watches the two of you, having held the baby first and longer than the both of you. His heart skips a beat as he watches the two of you with baby Eun-Ji. Jin appears behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder, “it’ll happen for you.”

Jungkook watches the exchange, smiling. He’s genuinely happy for the three of you, no longer holding malice for the way things ended. He realized the three of you belonged together. Who was he to stand in the way of that?

“Would you mind watching her so I can shower? I promise I’ll be quick,” Jungsook pleads and you nod, telling her to take her time. She thanks you before she makes a mad dash for the bathroom, the door shutting after her.

“She’s such a cutie,” Jimin coos, squatting beside you to get a better look at the baby. His heart thumps erratically in his chest. Was this in your future with them?

Jimin hoped so.

“Do you want to hold her?” You ask him, he looks at you nervously before nodding. You carefully rise from the chair, telling him to have a seat before you place the baby in his arms.

“She’s so little,” he whispers, his eyes on the baby’s face before he looks up at you with a dazzling smile.

“Do you want kids?” You find yourself asking as you take a seat on the bed.

“Someday,” Jimin grins. “Do you?”

“Yeah, someday,” you mirror his smile as you take a seat on the bed. You watch Jimin rock the baby in his arms, softly singing to her.

“Someday.”

“I’ll get it!” You called as you ran down the hallway toward the front door.

“I wasn’t rushing to get it,” Jungkook chuckles from his spot on the couch as you open the door with a smile on your face.

“Jimin! Tae! You’re actually on time!” You exclaim as you let them in.

“You know, we’re not always late,” Jimin huffs as he takes a seat on the couch beside Jungkook.

“Yeah, Jimin managed to get out of bed today,” Taehyung teases as he wraps an arm around your shoulders to pull you to his side.

“Anyway, the rest of the guys should be here soon. Jungsook is staying behind with baby Eun-ji, but Jin said he’d definitely be here,” Jungkook interrupts, you nod as you and Tae go to the kitchen to grab the menus.

“Pick something while I finish setting up,” you hand the menus to Jimin and Jungkook as you go to your bedroom to grab a few blankets and cushions.

“Can you bring my blanket too?!” Jungkook yells from the living room. You roll your eyes but stop in his bedroom to grab his blanket before making your way to the living room. You toss everything on the recliner before handing Jungkook his blanket, which he thanks you for as you place the blankets on the floor in front of the TV.

The door opens and in come Hoseok, Yoongi and Namjoon. You greet them all as they pile into the living room to pick their seats. Taehyung offers to grab the snacks from the kitchen as the door opens one more time as Jin walks in.

“Hey,” he smiles brightly as he shuts the door after him, taking a seat beside Yoongi.

“Hey, glad you could make it,” Jungkook smiles as you take your seat beside him.

Namjoon looks over at the two of you, smiling to himself. He’s glad all of you could finally hang out all together with no tension. He wasn’t sure that would ever happen again, and the rest of his friends all felt the same way.

Yoongi looks at Namjoon, elbowing him in the ribs, “quit staring. You’re gonna make it weird, and I just got here.”

“I’m not staring… I’m admiring.”

“You’re gonna admire my foot in your ass if you make things weird,” Yoongi hisses in response.

“Kinky,” Hoseok smirks. Namjoon rolls his eyes.

“What are you guys whispering about?” Jin asks as he lays down across Yoongi’s lap. Yoongi resists the urge to push him off, noting how tired the eldest man looks. Instead, he runs his fingers through his hair. Jin sighs, “I’m so tired.”

“Sleep,” Jimin tells him. You nod in agreement.

“Nah, I’m good.” Jin yawns within a few minutes, he’s sound asleep.

Jungkook turns the volume down a bit, as to not wake him as the rest of you continue to talk in quiet voices, ordering dinner.

“How about next time, we do it at our house?” Taehyung asks tentatively.

Jungkook’s brows furrow, voice soft as he asks, “what’s wrong with my house?”

Taehyung’s eyes widened, “n-nothing! Nothing, we just haven’t been able to host since…”

Jimin clears his throat awkwardly, looking at you.

“That’s a good idea! We can all take turns hosting,” Hoseok pipes in with a grin, Taehyung sends him a grateful smile.

“Oh yeah, that sounds good,” Namjoon agrees and Yoongi nods beside him. Jungkook nods, finally agreeing. You’re glad an argument hasn’t broken out; things were still rocky but were on the road to improvement.

“Are you sleeping over this weekend?” Taehyung asked as he held your right hand while Jimin held your left, the three of you making your way down the driveway. You move to stand beside their car by the passenger door.

Jimin places his hands on your hips, pulling you into him. His lips brush the sensitive skin of your neck, “we miss you.”

“I miss you too,” you admit, reaching out for Taehyung.

Your lips meet Tae’s, kissing him before kissing Jimin. A gasp escapes your lips when Jimin nips at your bottom lip, tugging it before stepping back with a smirk.

Your fingers press against your lips, heat rushing to your cheeks, “Jimin!”

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” he apologizes with a giggle.

Taehyung chuckles, his arms wrapping around you to hold you tight. He kisses your cheeks, then your nose and finally your lips, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you say, kissing him once again. He steps closer, his body pressed against yours as your back meets the car door. His hands cup your face, holding you as your fingers embed themselves in his hair, tugging it.

“Fuck,” he curses, kissing you deeper. His lips trail kisses to your jaw and down to your neck, where he nips at the flesh.

You melt beneath his touch, your body burning with desire.

“Alright, lovebirds. We gotta go before you fuck her on the car,” Jimin interrupts and you smile, shaking your head.

“Like you haven’t done that before,” you state with a smug smile.

Jimin steps closer to you, Tae steps aside. The dark look in Jimin’s eyes sends a tremor down your spine and excitement fills your stomach.

“I’ll do it again, baby. Don’t tempt me,” you bite your lip at his words.

Jimin smirks, his fingers gripping your chin to get you to meet his gaze, “would you like that? Would you like me to bend you over the hood of the car? Spread you open for me while I get on my knees to eat you out until you’re fucking my face? Do you want all the neighbors to hear you screaming my name as I bury my cock in that tight cunt? Fucking you until you cum wrapped around me and fall on the hood?”

Taehyung’s gaze darkens, swallowing thickly as he watches the both of you. Your eyes glazed with lust, nodding at Jimin with a pleading look.

“Too bad we have to go home, princess.” Jimin lets you go, grinning madly as he kisses your cheek and goes around to the driver’s side to get in the car.

You look at him, mouth agape.

Taehyung chuckles, kissing your forehead, “goodnight, baby. We’ll text you when we get home. Love you.”

“Love you,” you respond as you move aside to let him get in the car. You wave as they leave, turning to go back inside, flustered. Damn your tease of a boyfriend.

“You okay?” Jungkook asks as he finishes cleaning up the living room. You blanched, nodding as you step out of his way, following him to the kitchen.

“Yeah, just tired. I would have helped you clean,” you say as you take a seat at the dining table.

“It wasn’t much, Namjoon helped.”

You nod as you get up to open the door for him to throw the trash out. You look up at the moon. You wrap your arms around yourself.

“It’s so beautiful,” you whisper.

Jungkook looks at you, your face illuminated by the full moon. He swallows, clearing his throat before muttering a “yeah.”

You’re silent for a moment, “do you regret it?”

Jungkook’s brows raise, “w-what?”

“Do you regret ever getting involved with me?” You ask, looking away from him. He shoves his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. He bites his bottom lip; he’s not sure what to say.

“You can be honest, you know. I know what I did to you, Jimin, and Tae was shitty…”

Jungkook still hesitates.

“Forget I said anything,” you apologize after. Inhaling deeply before turning to head back inside the house.

“I do. I did…” Jungkook finally admits.

You turn to face him, your heart sinking in your chest. Jungkook avoids your gaze, turning to look at the moon instead.

“I wish... I wish we had just left it as friends. Or at least just fucked to get it out of our systems. I don’t know, Y/n. I just…”

You wait for him to continue.

“I just wish things could have been different. Maybe if we hadn’t wanted more, we could have been best friends.” You nod.

“Don’t get me wrong though,” he says. “We’re still friends, but there’s a lingering ache whenever I see you. Knowing what we were and what we had... what we could have been...” Jungkook shakes his head, he would not delve back into those useless thoughts. “It’s better this way though, in a way. At least I know we wouldn’t have amounted too much…”

You wrap your arms around yourself.

“I knew all this pursuing you though, so I guess that’s my own fault. However, I am happy for you. You’re happy with them and they’re happy with you. Everyone can see how much you all love each other, and that alone is enough for me. Make each other as happy as possible, love each other deeply and take care of each other. That’s all I can ask of you now. You deserve happiness.”

“Jungkook…”

“Come on, it’s late. Let’s go inside.”

You blink, agreeing as you follow him back inside. You grab him by the arm, making him turn to look at you.

“For what it’s worth, you deserve happiness as well.”

Jungkook bites his lip, nodding before leaving you alone in the kitchen. The door of his bedroom slams shortly after.

It was going to take a lot of work to mend your relationship with him, but with everything out in the air, you were sure you could fix it… or at least make it more bearable for the both of you.

“You couldn’t have come out sooner?” Taehyung complains as Jungkook comes out of the house, rolling his eyes.

“I wanted to see how long it’d take you to come get me,” Jungkook shrugs as he helps Taehyung move your mattress out of the moving truck.

“You’re evil,” Taehyung huffs as the two of them walk past you and Jimin to get into the house.

“I don’t know why you need your mattress,” Jimin says as he walks to the moving truck to grab a box to carry inside.

“To put in the spare room for now, plus I like it,” you tell him as you follow him inside where Jungkook is waiting on Taehyung to recover from his exertion. The mattress blocks the hallway. Jungkook points at Tae, “his fault.”

“Get it out of my hall, please,” Jimin demands before walking past them with his box. You follow him to your bedroom. Boxes litter your floor, most of them being clothing. You had mainly used the bedroom as a closet, deciding to sleep with your boyfriends in the other room instead.

It had been six months, and as your relationship with them grew more serious, you found it easier on you and them if you moved in. It was hard to sleep without them every night and Jungkook had noticed your restlessness, the sad look in your eyes when you’d go to bed after wishing them goodnight.

In fact, he was the one who suggested you move in with them, not wanting to see you, his friend, so despondent after they left for the night. Jimin and Taehyung had agreed excitedly, and now Jungkook was helping you move into their home.

“Alright, there are a few more boxes and then we’re returning the truck,” Jungkook informs you as he pops his head into your room, where you’re ripping the tape off a box.

“Thanks! Don’t forget, we’re doing movie night at 7.” You remind him and he nods.

“I gotta go home to shower, but I’ll be back,” Jungkook waves before he goes back outside to unload the truck with Jimin and Taehyung. You can hear them laughing and joking around when they come back inside, depositing your boxes in your room.

“Come on, Tae. We gotta take the truck back and I need you to drive my car.”

“Do I have to?” Tae pouts as he wipes the sweat from his brow.

“Yes, you do.” Jungkook throws Taehyung over his shoulder, waving at you and Jimin as Tae admits defeat and doesn’t struggle at all to get out of Jungkook’s hold.

You shake your head at their shenanigans, thankful they’ve gotten back to that level of friendship once again.

That night, you’re curled up in bed with Taehyung. His lips gently kissing yours as his hand cups your cheek. The two of you waiting on Jimin to get out of the shower, exhausted from hosting movie night. You were all thankful to be in bed rather early.

That was mostly because of Jungsook, Jin, and Eun-Ji having to go home. You had spent most of the night cooing and holding Eun-Ji, helping her stand, and to your surprise, she took her first steps in the living room, making everyone cheer.

Your heart had filled with warmth at the scene, wondering what it would be like to see your own child do that.

“What are you thinking about?” Taehyung asks, noting the distracted way in which you kiss him back.

“Our future,” you admit with a shy smile.

“What about it?” Jimin asks as he enters the bedroom with his hair damp and a towel wrapped around his waist.

“I just wonder what it holds for us. I want to be with both of you forever,” you tell them as Jimin sits beside you, cupping your face to kiss you before kissing Taehyung.

“I’m both of yours forever,” he assures you, kissing you both again.

“So am I,” Taehyung agrees easily, sealing his words with a kiss to you and Jimin. You grab both of their hands, promising yourself to them forever as well.

“Forever,” Jimin loves the sound of that, grinning as he kisses Taehyung deeply, then you. His towel comes undone, falling to the floor as Taehyung and Jimin climb over you, both kissing your body. Soft moans escape you, your fingers weaving in their hair as you try to hold them in place.

Taehyung claims your lips, holding you tight as Jimin kisses his way down your body. A delighted sigh escaped your lips, not too long after as your legs are spread and placed over his shoulders; one of your hands embedded in his hair.

Taehyung smirks. You’re so overwhelmed by their love, it fuels a fire deep inside you as you kiss Taehyung. His soft lips move perfectly with yours, capturing each of the moans that Jimin draws from you.

His heart beats in tandem with yours, each of his kisses a promise to love the two of you for as long as he shall live.

Taehyung’s eyes meet yours, his sincerity obvious as he whispers, “forever.”

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agustdakasuga · 3 years

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Between The Bloodshed | Chapter 9

Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Doctor!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: Being a freelance doctor, this was just supposed to be any other job, helping a private client and taking care of him through his recovery. But you were not expecting to get caught in something so much darker that would change your life entirely.

Every day, you try to get over the violence that you have to witness. And that means, getting yourself more involved in what they do and who they are.

Warning: This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. It may contain depictions of violence, blood shed/ gore and mentions of abuse. Please read at your own discretion.

You sat on the bench that was on big balcony on the second floor, looking out into the garden at night. You wrapped your arms around yourself, remembering today’s events. Jungkook came in all bloodied, holding his side.

“He got slashed.” Jin informed, supporting the maknae’s uninjured side. You hurried them to your office and Jin placed Jungkook down on the bed.

“I’m okay.” Jungkook breathed.

“You’re bleeding from the side. Don’t need to act all tough with me.” You patted his shoulder, wearing gloves. You grabbed your scissors to cut his shirt, revealing the slash wound. Before starting, you took a bottle of iodine and poured it over the wound. Jungkook hissed in pain, letting out winces and groans as you approached the wound.

“Hold on, this is going to sting.” You told him, beginning to assess the wound. Thankfully, it didn’t need stitched. You cleaned the wound and did your best to stop the bleeding.

“That hurts.” He groaned.

“Alright, alright.” You taped the wound shut and placed a thick gauze over it. But as Jungkook was getting up, you pushed him back down.

“No moving. You’ll rip the skin again. Just rest here for a few hours.” You ordered and stood up, heading the medicine cabinet. Digging out some painkillers, you gave it to him with some water.

“Good.” You patted his head. You grabbed your first aid kit to clean his other injuries.

“I... wasn’t the one who started it.” Jungkook said softly. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, not really sure where his sudden statement came from. You took some forceps and dipped a cotton ball into some antiseptic to clean his split knuckles.

“Does it matter who started it?” Was all you said.

“I just wanted you to know. I don’t want you to be scared of me like Taehyung hyung.” He kept his head low like a guilty child. You stopped at his words. Putting the forceps down, you softly wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m not scared of him, not anymore at least. And I told him that we’re good. There’s nothing to worry about, Koo.” You assured.

“I know...”

“Rest up.” You ruffled his hair with a soft smile. Jungkook was such a tough man on the outside but on the inside, it was like he was still a young boy. You threw all the used cotton away.

“I’ll be right back. I need to check on the others.” You tucked him in.

“No. Stay here with me. Ask them to come.” Jungkook grabbed your wrist. With a defeated sigh, you sent a message to the rest to come to your office to get treated. Even after Jungkook fell asleep from exhaustion and the painkillers, you still stayed by his side as you treated the injuries the others had. Thankfully, the others talking didn’t wake him up.

“Jungkook can sleep through anything.” Namjoon shook his head.

“I believe you.” You laughed. The others weren’t injured as much but you still checked their old injuries.

“Come closer, Tae.” You chuckled, grabbing the wheeled chair he was on and pulling him closer to you. Even after the incident, when you spoke to him and assured him you were fine, he was still a little shy around you.

“Is Jungkook okay?” He asked.

“Yes, he lives to see tomorrow. He’s just sleeping now.” You smiled, flipping his hands over to see his palms.

“The blisters are almost gone. That’s good.” You told him. He nodded his head. After you applied a new layer of cream over them, you checked Hoseok’s head injury. The wound had also healed well and Hoseok didn’t feel any after effects from the concussion anymore.

“All of you are cleared.” You waved them off. As they left the room, you ran your fingers through Jungkook’s hair softly.

You let out a soft sigh. Jungkook had woken up a while ago and you escorted him to his room to shower and rest some more. You trusted him to be able to shower without wetting his gauze or causing the wound to bleed again.

“I-I didn’t know anyone was here. I’ll leave.” A voice said.

“It’s okay. You can stay.” You smiled softly, patting the empty space beside you. Taehyung gave you an uneasy look but stepped forward, taking a seat.

“I...I heard what Jungkook said.”

“What did he say?” You tilted your head.

“About how he didn’t want you to be scared of him like you are of me.” Taehyung murmured, keeping his head low. He fiddled with his fingers in his lap. You sighed, rubbing your forehead. For people in the mafia, these boys sure acted like little kids at times. It was quite funny how they could kill people without a blink of the eye but were scared of hurting your feelings.

“Tae, we talked about this. I’m not scared of you, I don’t hate you. I told that to Jungkook as well.” You said.

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why?”

“I-I’m a monster! I hurt people, sometimes I can’t even stop myself that I need Namjoon hyung to tell me to stop. I can’t control it. I...I’m just like him.” He whispered the last part.

“Who is ‘him’, Tae? Do you mean Namjoon?” You asked softly.

“No! No! Never Namjoon hyung! I...I was referring to my father. My mother left us when I was born so I never really saw her face, only in photos. My father used to get drunk and fly into a rage. That led to my noona and I getting beaten up.” Taehyung frowned slightly.

“I didn’t know you have a sister.”

“Had... I couldn’t save her. I-I was too late.” Taehyung’s voice quivered and his breathing sounded strained.

“She would always protect me from getting beaten. When I came home from school... I saw him, standing over her. She wouldn’t respond when I called out to her.” Tears fell from his eyes.

“I was so angry, I didn’t even know what to do. But I knew there was only one thing I could do. I grabbed one of his soju bottles and just kept on hitting him with it. There was so much blood... And yet, I wasn’t even satisfied. I wanted him to feel the pain that he caused my noona and I for all those years. He took my noona away from me.” Taehyung shook with anger.

“Tae... Shh, it’s okay.” You hugged him, he cried into your chest, fisting your cardigan in his hands.

“Noona.” He cried.

“What happened after all that?” You asked softly.

“I called Namjoon hyung. He came and helped me. He brought me into the family, made sure the police never found out what happened and helped my noona have a nice burial.” Taehyung pulled away and wiped his tears.

“You’re not like your father, Tae.” You said.

“Aren’t I? I hurt people like him.” Taehyung pulled away and let out a bitter laugh amidst the tears that he shed.

“It’s different, Tae... I know for one, you love your family here and that you would never hurt them. Just like your sister, you would protect them.” You stroked the back of his head.

“My noona probably blames me for being too late.” He mumbled.

“Of course not, Tae. She loved you and protected you from harm. She wouldn’t blame you for what happened. It was beyond your control.” You comforted him. Taehyung nodded his head sadly. You were glad to be able to finally understand Taehyung a little more.

“Everything now, I owe it to Namjoon hyung. He took me in, I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for him.” Taehyung said.

“He’s that much of a leader.” You said and Taehyung nodded in agreement. From the time you’ve been with the family, you already knew just how much the boys respected Namjoon.

“There’s no one else more fitting of the role.” Taehyung insisted.

After that, you separated with Taehyung. He went to his room while you stayed in the living room for a while longer. You spotted Namjoon sitting at the bar, sipping some wine as he flipped through some files. You slid onto the chair next to him.

“Taehyung spoke to you?” He asked, not looking up. You let out a hum.

“He told you... everything?”

“If you’re referring to his family background, his father and older sister... Then yes, he did tell me everything.” You grabbed a beer from behind the counter for yourself and popped off the cap.

“Did he tell you why he comes to your office after he hurts or kills someone at work?” Namjoon continued his questions.

“No...?”

“Coming to you after he hurts or even kills someone... gives him an assurance. The fact that you didn’t kick him out and welcome him every time, it tells him that he’s not like his father, not a monster like him. You remind him of his sister, caring for him and protecting him no matter what he does.” Namjoon explained. You nodded your head, finally understanding.

“I’m glad Taehyung can turn to you as well. It took him a while to open up to the others besides me. Now he’s best friends with Jimin.” He smiled.

“Why did you... help him?”

“The police would have gotten to him if he stayed. Besides, his noona was always nice to me. I didn’t grow up with much money, she gave me a lot of foods for free when she worked at the convenience store.” He said.

“Jimin said you and Yoongi were the ones who started or formed this family. That you took everyone in.” You blinked.

“I only took Jungkook and Taehyung in.” Namjoon clarified.

“I’m sure Jimin also told you that everyone has their own story as to how they joined. But I would say, Taehyung’s background is the most... for the lack of a better word, ‘tragic’.” He sighed.

“I lost of a lot of things growing up. Meeting Yoongi hyung and then the rest, starting this thing... saved me from a lifetime of hardship. I wouldn’t want to go back to how I used to live my life back then.” Namjoon chuckled. You nodded your head.

“Life was very different back then?”

“You could say that... I was born into this kind of environment. My dad trained me to take over his empire some day. I had to learn to take care of the family and organisation right from the start.” He explained.

“Responsible right from the start, I see.” You gave a small smile. Seeing how successful the boys were now, it would be hard to imagine that they came from backgrounds of such poverty.

“Taehyung was there for me when I lost my own sister. Just that his was his older sister while mine was my younger sister.” Namjoon said with a forced smile.

“How did she pass?”

“A fun night led to her being pregnant. She insisted on keeping the child. I tried my best to keep her safe and protect her, as well as the child. She was supposed to have a little girl. But she was too young, the delivery was much more complicated than we expected. They couldn’t save both her and her baby.” There was so much bitterness in Namjoon’s voice.

“I’m sorry, Namjoon. That must have been hard, to lose both mother and baby.” You squeezed his hand.

“I came to terms with it. We knew how risky it was for her to bring a baby into this world at her age but it was a risk she was willing to take. She was going to be named Namseo.” Namjoon sighed again.

“That’s pretty.” You turned the now empty glass bottle in your hands.

“What about you?” He asked. You tilted your head, pointing at yourself. Namjoon nodded in confirmation.

“You’ve met my parents. That’s it.”

“And somehow, I don’t believe you.” Namjoon chuckled.

“Ah, someone has been learning to read people too. I’m impressed Namjoon. But really, you already know. Mum’s a surgeon, dad’s a psychiatrist, both are seniors and respected in their fields. So they want their kids to do the same. As simple as that.” You shrugged.

“Kids? So the lone ranger isn’t alone after all?”

“I have an older brother. But you don’t ever see him, he’s too busy being a model child for parents out there.” You smiled.

“Oh? Is that a little jealousy that I sense?” Namjoon teased you, nudging your side gently. He stood up, walking behind the bar this time. He opened a bottle of wine and poured you a glass.

“I’m way over the jealousy.” You rolled your eyes.

“Tell me about him. Your brother and his perfect life.” Namjoon raised his eyebrows, sitting back down with his glass in his hands.

“You’ve probably heard of him, famous lawyer, (y/b/n) (y/l/n). He mainly practices in the UK but gets invited to the States and Australia. My sister-in-law, Jumin, and my nephew, Jisung, currently reside with him in the UK. And I have another niece on the way. The perfect son makes the perfect family, I guess.” You snorted, drinking your wine.

“So your brother left you behind. To face your parents’ expectations.” Namjoon chuckled.

“Doesn’t matter, from some age, I understood that all my parents need is one star child. I’m happy where I am now, why do you think they’re still trying to get me to join hospitals? Until this day.” You giggled.

“Yes, your father did express his... displeasure. But I think you’re fine here, (y/n). There’s no one else worthy.”

“Wow? A compliment?” It was your turn to tease him now.

“I give out compliments and praise where I deem necessary. Just as any parents or superior should. If it makes you work harder, I’ll do it more often.” Namjoon and you were having a full on laugh session now.

“Alright, enough family stories for the night. I’ll walk you to your room.” Namjoon stood up from his seat, stacking his papers together.

“Thanks.” You absentmindedly followed him. The walk up was nice and quiet. The hallways were only lit by slightly dimmed lights but the moonlight shone through the big windows.

“You seem to be adjusting here well. Proving everyone else wrong.”

“I would like to think so. Or even if I’m not there yet, I guess it’s safe to say that I am close to getting there at least.” You chuckled. The both of you stopped outside your door. Namjoon turned to you, patting your head with a soft smile. You looked up at him, blinking.

“Rest well, doc.” Namjoon smiled.

“Thanks, Namjoon. Goodnight.” You returned the gestured before you entered your room.

Somehow in the middle of the night, you moved to lie down in front of Kookie’s cage. Kookie was curled up into a fluffy ball, sleeping soundly in the corner while you just laid in front of his cage.

“Doc? Do you not like your bed?” Someone asked, startling you awake.

“Huh? I don’t even remember when I got here.” You scratched the back of your head, yawning and stretching. Jin laughed, holding a hand out for you to help you stand up. You thanked him with a lazy salute before going into your bathroom to wash up. You brushed your teeth, washed your face and changed into more presentable clothes.

“Can you wake Jungkook, please? You’re probably the only one that can.” Namjoon chuckled and you nodded, heading to the maknae’s room.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

“Jungkook?” You knocked and went in. Jungkook was sleeping shirtless, his bandages exposed. There was a little blood showing through the gauze, a sign that it should be changed.

“Jungkook, wake up.” You shook him. Of course, he didn’t even move an inch or flinch.

“Jungkook! Come on, they need you downstairs.” You grabbed his arm, pulling him out of bed, making sure to not impact his injuries. Jungkook finally groaned and sat up on the ground but was quick to fall back asleep.

“Come on, Jungkook.” You cupped his cheeks.

“No... Sleepy...” He fell forward, resting his head against your shoulder. You sighed, patting his bare shoulder. Suddenly, a tattooed arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you down to the ground. Jungkook snuggled against you, letting out a sound of satisfaction.

“Jungkook? Doc?” The door opened and you heard Hoseok’s voice. You let out a strangled sound, pushing Jungkook by his chest.

“W-What is going on?” Hoseok shouted.

“This pervert!” You kicked Jungkook’s shin, making him groan and release you. You huffed in annoyance as you stood up, straighteneing your clothes. Casting Jungkook a dirty look, you walked to the door.

“You can just sleep and die, Jeon Jungkook!” You scowled, storming out and slamming the door behind you.

“Unsuccessful?” Yoongi smirked.

“Can it, Yoongles.” You glared, sitting down in your seat. Hoseok emerged a few minutes later, dragging a half asleep Jungkook with him. Breakfast was served and for the first time in a few days, all the boys were there. Taehyung didn’t really want to make eye contact with you, feeling a little awkward from opening up last night.

“Wanna go for a drive later?” Jin asked.

“And watch you guys decide which pair of shoes is more expensive? No, thanks.” You snorted.

“No, I’ve got to handle work stuff. It’ll be good to know that you are there in case it gets messy.” He grinned. You rested your head in your hand, thinking of whether you would like to go.

“Your precious Yoongles is going.” Jimin added.

“Yah! Park Jimin!” Yoongi slammed his hand onto the table. You giggled and gave a thumbs up to Jin, who shook his head with a chuckle.

“I’ll go keep Yoongo company then.” You grinned. Yoongi scoffed and rolled his eyes. That was a much better reaction than what Jimin got from him when he called him by his nickname. You finished your breakfast and went to feed Kookie before getting ready to head out.

“Let’s go.” You decided to keep your lab coat on since you were still ‘working’, even if you were out with them.

“Are you ready to-”

“Jin oppa!” A shrill voice sounded throughout the mansion. You blinked in confusion as Jungkook pulled you behind him in an attempt to hide you. Peeking from over his shoulder, you saw a girl run in.

“Shiori.” Jin remained stoic.

“I haven’t seen you at the club in forever.” This girl smiled.

“I’ve been busy, clubbing is not on the list of my occupations. Also, I am sure that you know unexpected visits to the house are not allowed.” Jin frowned. The girl dared to wrap her arm around Jin, making you gasp as how scandalous it was. This reminded you of how that girl was with Jungkook, which led to Kookie being adopted.

“W-Who is she?” Shiori pointed to you.

“S-She’s my-”

“She’s my partner.” Jin cut Jungkook off, stealing you and slinging his arm around you neck.

“P-Partner?!” Shiori screeched. You sighed and removed Jin’s arm, turning to Jungkook, who was leaning against the backing of the couch, arms crossed in amusement. Yoongi came down, dressed in outing clothes.

“Oh, she’s here.” He rolled his eyes.

“Let’s go! Yoonie!” You cheered, hooking arms with Yoongi. He scoffed but didn’t pull away from you.

“You. No vigorous activities, work outs or beating people up today. I’ll be back to change your dressing. If I find out you disobeyed me, you’ll get it.” You threatened Jungkook, who gulped and nodded. You patted his head like a child and headed out with Yoongi.

“I’m coming.” Jin stepped forward to join you and Yoongi.

“You can show yourself out. And don’t you dare, come on this property again.” Jin threatened the girl, who nodded fearfully.

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belovedbangtan · 4 years

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Dive | Part 4 | jjk

Pairings: Jungkook x y/n, Yoongi x oc

Word Count: 2.5k

Description: Camping with your ex, sounds horrible right? The camping trip was planned and payed for long before y/n’s shitty boyfriend broke up with her. Her best friend Abby, Yoongi, Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook are there to make sure she has an amazing time. However, sharing a tent with a smoke show like Jungkook is bound to lead to some complications.

Warnings:Language, oral sex, dom!Jk if you squint, mouth fucking... whoops.

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If the sound of the heavy rain hitting the top of your tent wasn’t enough to wake you, the defining sound of lighting cracking a tree in the distance was. You gasped sitting up quickly, almost forgetting where you were. His warm palm runs up your arm, making your remember. You turn your head back to look at him, his eyes were heavy like he had just woken up. He softly wrapped his fingers around your upper arm, pulling you back into him. A sigh falling from your lips as you snuggled back into your safe space. His right arms wraps around you so that his fingers can run through your hair, while his left comes across his stomach searching for your fingers to lace his through. You quickly find them, looking up at him through your long lashes.

His soft eyes finally meet yours, “You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.” the words fell from your lips in a daze. Soft and unsure, but maybe talking about it would make it seem less foreign.

The corners of his mouth turn up while his eyes sparkled, “I can relate,’ he drew in a long breathe, “I cant really explain it either.”

You nod while readjusting yourself, sitting up and crossing your legs. He copies you, sitting up tall playing with the hem of his t-shirt.

“I just got out of a relationship a week ago,” You rake your fingers through your hair taking in a long breath.

He cocks his head to the side taking his bottom lip in between his teeth, “Did you love Ben?” his voice is small, you can it’s not something he wants to talk about but you both know that its needed.

“I don’t know, I think so.” you rub your hands over your thighs, being forced to think about how you actually felt about one of the longest relationships you’d ever been in.

“You think?” He reaches out to take your hand in his. The instant tranquility that washes over just by being touched by him is something you can’t ignore.

“While I was in it, it felt like love to me... but,” You sigh searching his eyes hoping to find the words,“how do you know what love feels like?”

He tries to suppress a grin as he looks down quickly, he looks back up at you with adoration lacing all of his features, “I think it feels like this…”

Your chest tightens as you process what that means, you wish you weren’t so scared of everything that his words represented. You agree though, wholeheartedly. If you were ever to describe the feelings of falling in love, you would describe this moment.

“Why were you with him for so long if you weren’t sure you loved him?” His voice is soothing, almost as if you were fragile and if he spoke too loud you would break, “If you don’t mind me asking.”

You blink as his thumb brushes the back of your hand softly, “I think, maybe, I just liked having someone to call my own,” You start to explain. Telling him that you did have feelings for him, but you knew deep down that they weren’t feelings of love. You never thought about getting married, or having children, or a future at all with Ben. While you felt that way, a part of you felt secure knowing that you wouldn't be alone.

“Maybe I’m an idiot for staying as long as I did,” You look up at him and he shakes his head.

“I could say the same about all the relationships I’ve ever been in…” He starts to explain, “I think it’s normal, I think it’s what you’re supposed to do until you eventually find someone that makes you think like that. Someone that consumes your every thought, almost makes you feel like you were missing a part of you until you met them.” His hands are warm when they slide up your forearms, he tugs when he gets to your elbow. You follow his pull so that you’re straddling him.

“As scared as you might be, I promise you I’m feeling the same way,” He takes your face in between his hands letting his thumbs brush the area just below your eyes, “But it would be even scarier to stop whatever this could be.” His finger points from him to you repeatedly.

“Jungkook, we’ve literally only known each other for 3 days,” You close your eyes feeling psycho finally saying it out loud.

“Look, I’m not asking to get married or anything. I just think you should know how incredibly whipped I am for you already,” He chuckles as his lips lightly press onto the tip of your nose.

Your eyes lift to meet his galaxy filled ones, they made you feel so warm. The kind of feeling you get when you finally get to slide into your bed after a long day. They felt like home. Of course, those feelings are always accompanied by some form of fear, but he was right. You would regret it forever if you ignored the way you felt for him.

“Whipped, yeah?” you lean away from him, letting your pointer and middle finger dance along his collarbone, “Tell me a little more about that,” your eyes widen sarcastically, he instantly scoffs loudly burying his head in your neck. His laughs are muffled, and his voice is soft, “Oh shush.”

He pulls back his face is serious now, “Are you feeling better?”

You nod in response hoping that he believes you. Your head still hurts and your throat is as dry as the Sahara. He reaches besides you to grab his phone, picking it up and seeing the LED screen lights up with the time, 2:42am. He lays back, keeping you on his chest. His fingers combing through your hair carefully.

“I don’t want to leave tomorrow,” you whisper

“Why not?”

“I don’t know, I guess I’m nervous to get back to reality.”

He sighs, “No I’m ready for it.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm, there’s so much I want to do with you.”

He feels you smile into his chest, butterflies in your stomach start to feel like full blown birds. The fact that his brain instantly started to place you into his life was heartwarming to say the least. Yours was doing the same though. You couldn’t stop thinking about what your friends and family would think of this amazing man. The image of all of the dates you would go on, and all the sex you would have was obviously at the forefront. You instantly feel your core start to heat up at the thought of how he would fuck you. You knew he was the giving type, which could only mean that he was also that way in bed. Picturing the way his body would look above yours, as he fucks you into the mattress. You shake the thoughts, recalling that if you wouldn't have gotten sick you might have seen him naked running into the river.

“Did they all skinny dip tonight?” you tilt your head upward so that you can see his face.

“Mhm.”

“You didn't go?”

His brows scrunch together and he looks at you like a crazy person, “You were literally white in the face, love.” He brings his hand up to your cheek, “besides... the only person I have the desire to skinny dip with is you.”

You look away, with your cheeks burning red, “Well then I’ll have to make it up to you.”

“I’ll never say no to that,” He rasps, while his fingertips dip underneath your shirt. His knuckles brushing back and forth on your hip, the simple touch alone sets your body on fire. Your breathing starts to quicken, and you need to touch him. You turn your head away from his chest to reach his neck. Your lips linger under his ear for a moment, before you drag them down to his collar bone.

His breath hitches, “Mm, your lips feel so good.”

He has no idea how good your lips feel, but you want to show him. You scoot yourself down his body, lifting his shirt so you can pay attention to the abs that he works so hard on. His cock is straining in his boxers and your cheeks redden knowing you did that to him. As your tongue traces the indentations on his stomach, your hand floats down to let him know you’re aware of his situation.

“I feel like you haven’t quite seen their potential,” you look up at him through your lashes, “Can I show you?”

His brows nit together, “Please,” he begs, tongue peeking out to wet his lips.

You smile devilishly at him before sliding his boxers down his legs. You reposition yourself to sit in front of him, between his legs. You take him in your hand pumping him slowly, as filthy thoughts flood your mind. How badly you want to sink down onto him and feel him deep inside you. Without thinking you bend forward teasing the head of his cock with your tongue. He hisses at you throwing his head back, apparently you weren’t the only one with dirty thoughts running through your mind. You wet your lips before kitten licking him again, this time his eyes are on you. His tongue jabs against the inside of his cheek. The change in his demeanor makes you feel like you might melt.

You instantly take him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around before pulling him out with a popping sound. You kitten lick him one more time before looking up at him again.

“Baby, please stop teasing me.” His voice is weak, you can see how turned on he is.

Without answering you wrap your mouth around his cock. Bobbing up and down, you take his cock deeper each time. Feeling him tap against the back of your throat, you start to moan. The vibrations from your throat earn a guttural moan from him.

You pull yourself off of him, letting your hand mimic what your mouth was doing. Your finger comes up to your lips, with a quiet ‘shh’.

He grins at you before he reaches down, tangling his long fingers in your hair. You take him off guard when you lean up to spit on his cock. His brows raise when your mouth follows the string of spit back, taking him in slowly. You start to bob your head again but slower this time. His fingers tighten at the back of your head, and he starts to push down. Slow at first, making sure it was something you were into. You start to moan, and he takes that as an invitation to keep going. He pushes you down onto his cock, making you gag for seconds before pulling you off of him.

“FUCK, Princess. That feels too good.” He sits up quickly pulling your mouth to his, your tongues dance for dominance. You whine into his mouth, needing more from him.

“Want you to fuck my mouth,“ you beg into his mouth, your hand still working mercilessly.

He grins as he continues to peck your lips and cheeks, he loves seeing you so fucked out. He instantly starts to think about how sexy you’ll be when you’re begging for his cock inside you.

“Such a good girl, you want me to cum down your throat?” His tone is taunting, you nod your head aggressively, “Please.” You beg, and you know this is unlike you but your body is screaming for you to please him.

You lower your head again, with his head pushing gently. You control yourself at first, until he puts his hands on each side of your face, slowly lifting his hips to meet your mouth. He picks up his speed, and you feel tears start to prick in the corners of your eyes. You wont stop him though, you need to feel him finish in your mouth.

His thumb lifts to wipe your tears away, “So fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth, baby girl,” You look up at him and he rams his cock into your throat, making the tears fall harder. He keeps fucking your throat and you can tell he’s getting close with how his thrust are staggered.

“G-gonna cum- Fuck!” He grunts before pushing your head down all the way. You nose meeting his pelvis bone, and you feel his warmth coating your throat. He throws his head back, loosening his fingers from your hair. You pull off of him, licking him clean. He shivers at the touch of your tongue on his sensitive cock. You sit up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hands. You realize he’s watching with squinted eyes. You move to the side letting him put his boxers back on, once he does he pulls you into his arms.

“That was amazing,” His lips press against your temple. You bury your head into the crook of his neck, feeling slightly embarrassed for showing him this side of you so early.

“Are you shy now? Hmm?” He starts to giggle, tickling your side. You laugh hard trying to push him away from you, he stops finally, pulling your breathless figure closer to him. His hands find your face again, “Don’t be embarrassed, you turn me on more than anyone ever has. That was so unbelievably sexy… you are so unbelievably sexy.”

You press your lips into a fine line, is now the time to tell him that he makes you giddy like a teenage school girl? Should he know that even when he isn’t trying, he makes you melt like a popsicle on a hot summer day? Then when he does try your brain basically start to malfunction from lack of oxygen because he literally leaves you breathless.

“I haven’t done anything like that before,” you say quietly, praying that your lack of experience isn’t a turn off, “I’ve done it, just not like that.” You look away, tracing his tattoos with your pointer finger.

“Well, did you like it?” He asked with concern lacing his voice.

Your cheeks heat up and all you can do is nod. He laughs quietly with relief.

“Such a good girl for me,” He rasps while kissing your head again, “Get some sleep, okay?”

Your lids are heavy and your breathing starts to match up with him. As comfortable as you were with Jungkook, you were still shocked that you allowed yourself to take things to that level so soon. When you started dating Ben you made him wait months, just because you weren’t quite sure of things. You have only known Jungkook for three days technically. You could lie to yourself and say that he was just a rebound. Tell yourself that the way you felt about him was normal. It wasn’t normal and there was no hiding it. It was a terrifying thought, and something that you really didn’t want to process. As much as you loved being wrapped in his arms, and the feeling of comfort that accompanied it; your gut warned you that things might be too good to be true.

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berrykookie · 4 years

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You Belong With Me

Genre: Fluff | ANGST ANGST | Implied smut | Friends with Benefits Word Count: 13k Pairing: Jimin x Reader

“Oh fuck...” Jimin panted beside you, holding onto his chest, “I don’t think I can go to the next class.”

“Shut up and get dressed!” You laughed at him, smacking his arm lightly before getting up and collecting your own clothes.

“Does it get better with time?” Jimin looked at you while you glided your arms down the sleeves of your sweater and pulled it over your head. Only when you looked at him did you realise that he was genuinely curious.

“Stop asking stupid questions and get dressed, Jimin!” you gave him a look before pulling up your jeans and throwing his shirt and trousers at him.

“No! I really want to know...” he whined like a baby and you were beyond amazed at how this man was dominating you mere minutes ago while you were begging him to slow down a bit.

“Well...if you really feel that way then maybe...” you raised your shoulders along with your brows in an all-knowing manner and Jimin instantly caught on what you meant and he was quick with his reply.

“Oh please, Y/N! It’s not because you have a ‘fiery hot pussy’!” he mimicked your voice from when you had said it before he got up from the bed and started putting on his clothes.

“Yeah, Yeah, whatever!” you mocked him as you walked to your table to collect your hostel room keys while Jimin collected your bags. You took yours from him before opening the door and peering out of it to see if anyone was outside. When you were sure that the corridors were clear of any other students, you motioned him forward to warn him before he left:

“Walk straight to the class. If you stop anywhere in the way then you’ll see, Park Jimin!” you whispered to him firmly to which he let out a quiet snort before sneaking out of your hostel. You waited for a few moments before you yourself walked out and locked your door – preparing yourself for another hour filled with torture.

There was no rule that said Jimin wasn’t allowed in the hostel, but you still had to be sure – for you didn’t know what you’d say if someone ever asked you. After all, Jimin wasn’t your boyfriend.

You took your seat beside him seconds before the lecture began and Jimin instantly began with his antics that you despised the most. His leg brushed against yours, knees touching as a wave of nervousness crawled up your spine.

“Stop it!” you hissed quietly.

“Why?” he pouted.

“Because people can see!” you retorted.

“So what?” he smirked as his hand grazed lightly up your thigh, making your breath hitch in your throat.

“So...” you struggled to find your words for a moment, scenes from minutes ago flashing before your eyes and clouding your mind. “So they’ll know, and they can’t and they shouldn’t!” You let out in one breath before you slapped his hand away. Jimin chuckled playfully before finally settling slightly away from you. Oh what a little tease he was!

Jimin and you had been best friends for almost a year now. Never in your wildest dreams had you imagined that you could agree to something like this or that this day would come. You weren’t sure if you were doing the right thing, but you knew you couldn’t go back now. It had started two months ago, when Jimin had accidentally sent you a picture of his hardened cock which was actually meant to be sent to the girl he was sexting with.

He had apologised repeatedly, telling you that it was an honest mistake and you had accepted it for what he said it was. But you weren’t expecting what came next. A series of texts were exchanged between you and him post the incident where – Jimin being Jimin – asked you if you liked what you saw. Those words were enough to reduce you to a hot, sweaty and blushing teenage girl who later thanked all the gods that Jimin wasn’t there to witness it.

That was when Jimin came to know that you were a virgin, and that you’d never seen a real cock. ‘We have been best friends for a year and I didn’t know this about you!’ He had exclaimed in the most surprised tone ever.

Jimin never stopped teasing you in college after that, asking you if you’d like him to come and accompany you to your room after college when one day he finally suggested that he could help you. You vividly remember how you thought it was one ridiculous offer no matter how tempting it might have sounded until the hour you found yourself underneath him. You were locked in your room as Jimin breathed heavily above you as you urged him to move once you thought you’d be okay.

The two of you had obviously decided that it was going to be a one-time thing and nobody was ever going to know. But it never ends at that, does it? It happened again, for the second time, and then the third time and it wasn’t long before you lost count as you basked in your newly found bliss while Jimin finally found someone he felt comfortable with.

You both had had a very clear understanding that none of you were ready to take things further than that, for you didn’t feel that way for each other to say the least. And that left you to be one thing but anything else – friends with benefits.

This wasn’t the relationship you had thought you’d share with Jimin. You and Jimin both cherished your friendship but since you started playing around none of you could really control the desire once it started burning. The mere idea of it would have made you to cringe if you’d heard it before any of this happened...but that’s exactly where you stood.

“Hey, Y/N?” The sound of your name being called had you blinking your eyes quite a few times before you became fully awake. Sleeping through the lectures was one thing you couldn’t stop doing and that’s why Jimin hated you the most when you dragged him to sit beside you. He was too conscious to not pay attention in class and you were careless enough to snore beside him with no care in the whole damned world.

“Yeah?” You turned around to face Yuki, the transfer student who lived in the room next to yours.

“What’s going on?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“What do you mean?” You had zero clue of what she was talking about, but that did not last very long.

“You know, you...and Jimin?” she asked with excitement in her eyes while yours widened to look like two huge saucers that one couldn’t ignore.

“Wh-what are you talking about?” You could feel the sweat drip down your back as anxiety seeped into your bones. Had she seen something? Or maybe heard you both when you carelessly let pleasure take over you?

“I saw him leaving your room before this lecture,” she filled you in and you let out the breath you had been holding.

“Oh...” you breathed out in relief, “he just came over to collect some notes.” You lied with some ease this time; thanks to all the other instances where you had to cook up a story so fast your head would spin.

“Ah...really?” she teased you further.

“Yes Yuki, obviously. You know Jimin and I are best friends.” Who also have sex now, you sighed internally. Yuki seemed to have believed you for then she just winked at you and went back to doodle on her notebook. You turned your head to Jimin who was listening with concentration, slightly envious at the fact that everybody came to you when they thought something was fishy. Nobody ever had the courage to go and question him.

—

“Oh thank god,” you mumbled when the dull class finally ended. If it had not been for you being short of attendance, there was no way you would have wasted an hour of your precious time on this tedious uneventful lecture.

“Let’s go!” Jimin chimed as he packed up all his stuff.

“Where?” you questioned.

“To your room,” he said as if it was the most stupid thing he had to answer to.

“Are you serious?” you scoffed at him before turning around to pack your own stuff.

“Why what’s the matter?” Jimin whined.

“Have you not had enough for today?” you scolded him lightly, making sure not to come off too rude or too loud.

“What – there’s a limit?”

“Well...there should be. Twice a week – only!” you declared, swinging your bag over your shoulder.

“What – Y/N no!” Jimin almost screamed as he followed you with hurried steps. “You can’t do this!” he pouted.

“I have to! We decided that it was going to be a one-time thing. I admit that I’m no goody two shoes either but we’ve got to slow down, okay? It’s already a little complicated and I don’t want this to ruin anything between us.” Your voice came out soft as you tried to make him understand. And being the person Jimin was, he was able to make out what you meant as he gave you an eye blinding smile before enveloping you in his embrace.

“Yeah I’m sorry. You’re right – this isn’t just anything. There’s actually a lot at stake.” He gave your figure one last squeeze before letting go and flashing his teeth. “See you tomorrow, then?”

You nodded as you mirrored his smile, glad that you could talk to him about anything and everything and that he understood without being a whiny baby. This was what you were scared of losing.

Jimin wasn’t just any friend to you. When you first joined college around a year ago, you were very conscious about everything you said and everything you did. Jimin had peeled off the layers you had around you one at a time instead of just trying to barge in. The comfort level you shared with him was something you had never experienced before. He could, somehow, make you talk about whatever bothered you – something that you’d always had a hard time with. He could tell when something was wrong just by looking at you, and there was nobody that could calm your nerves like he did when you felt too anxious about something. There was no way you were ready to lose this.

—

The next week went by smoothly and Jimin did not make any advances – even playfully – towards you. He totally respected what you had said the other day and you couldn’t be happier.

It was like any other day after college when Jimin had decided to stay a little longer with you since it was the weekend. The two day a week rule had put both of you through a tough time in the past few days. You had not seen Jimin this eager to fuck in the previous months as he was at the moment – while you were in no better state than him, to speak the truth.

Your clothes were on the floor with your bags in no time as the two of you kissed hungrily. You walked to the bed, never breaking the kiss before Jimin pushed on the mattress and you fell with a bounce with Jimin on top of you. There were hands roaming around each other’s bodies while your mouths explored all the curves and corners like it was the first time.

Jimin was quick to his feet to pull out a condom from his bag while you waited for him to just come back to bed and fuck you into oblivion. You had no idea how much you were craving for this until the moment his lips locked with yours. You cursed the stupid rule you had made just because you were scared people would find out. All this was too good to be sacrificed for such a futile reason. You made a mental note to tell him that you had stricken off the two times a week thing when you were done as Jimin rolled the condom down onto his length.

He wasted no time in climbing back on top of you as he started to ease himself in. You bit your lip from the feeling of him stretching you out without any preparation as Jimin hissed lightly to himself. He dipped his head down to kiss you and started with slow thrusts.

Jimin had barely picked up the pace when his phone started to ring. You looked at him but he showed no expressions that said he cared about the phone call. He continued to move inside you as the ringing finally died in the background. But it did not stop at that. It started ringing again and without a doubt both you and he could feel the energy between you starting to die out. And to make it worse – it felt awkward.

Every time before this when you and Jimin had sex, the two of you were way too engrossed in the feeling of pleasure to feel anything else. And there was never any time to spare after you were done, for it was always between classes.

But this time, as the pleasure started to die out because of the much unwelcomed interruption, you could feel how weird it was to have sex with your best friend. Blood rushed to your cheeks from where it was supposed to be as you averted your eyes from him.

Jimin pulled out of you with an apologetic look, leaving you to sigh at the emptiness and frustration that took over you. He walked wherever he had thrown his bag on the floor. You picked up your bed cover from the nearby chair, not really wanting to be naked in front of him anymore.

“Fuck!” Jimin cursed as soon as he looked at his phone, his hands flying to clutch a handful of his hair in his tight grasp.

“What happened? Is everything okay?” you asked immediately, worried about what was wrong.

“I’m sorry but I’ve got to go Y/N,” he said as he nearly ran to pick up his shirt and jeans. “How could I forget! I had a date with Sarah!”

What?

It was like everything stopped in its place for a good long minute. Your breath was stuck in your throat as you let the information seep in. To say that his words came like a blow of a full speed truck towards you would be a total understatement. Jimin had told you that he had a date with the said girl two days ago. And it had felt like a jab to your chest for a second but you had quickly brushed the feeling away. But – Oh! You had no clue that it would come to mock you in the face like this. Being left behind when you were in the middle of sex for another person was worst of the worst things that could happen to you.

“See you later?” Jimin shot a quick goodbye at you and left in a rush, just like that.

You were left there naked with nothing but your covers around you as you made efforts to breathe. Your mouth ran dry and there was nothing on your mind. You felt...betrayed? But were you supposed to? Should you?

When you and Jimin started having just sex, you knew it would be weird. But now you were cursing yourself for never giving two thoughts to what would happen to your dating lives. You knew you didn’t want to date but what about Jimin? How could you leave out such a vital thing? And most importantly – what were you supposed to do now? It was not like Jimin couldn’t date anyone, then why did it feel like he had wronged you?

You swallowed the lump in your throat and got out of bed to get dressed. ‘It’s nothing big, Y/N, it’ll go away’, you tried to calm yourself as you pulled out a fresh set of clothes. This – what you and Jimin had – was casual. It was not supposed to mean anything. So you decided that it would be best to just forget it and never talk about it again, like it never happened, like it didn’t make you feel anything. ‘You are just feeling that way in the moment’, you told yourself as you tried to believe your own words; ‘He is allowed to go out. He doesn’t belong to you.’

—

You did not hear from Jimin until the next afternoon. He texted you with an apology and went on to tell you how perfectly amazing Sarah was. It was something he always did - texting you after every date to tell you how good or bad it was. But it felt different this time.

A part of you didn’t want to know about his fucking date at all, for it was the very reason he had left you like that, like it didn’t mean anything. Yes, you two were best friends with benefits but that did not give him the right to take it for granted.

You bit you lip harshly while you talked to him like you usually did. How could he not spare two minutes to ask you how you felt? Did it matter so little to him? Or, what if, it mattered more to you than it should?

Your thoughts were complicating the situation further. You didn’t know what you were feeling or where you stood in your own two eyes let alone his. It was getting difficult to sort out your emotions for there were so many running through you presently. You wanted to be happy for him for that’s what a friend would do but you were feeling betrayed instead; you wanted to be normal with him, but you couldn’t.

What was all this?

—

You were eagerly waiting for the college to open for the weekend had seemed to stretch for way too long. You had little to do and a lot on your mind. Every time you tried to balance the two, you failed. Everything had suddenly become very incomprehensible; your thoughts; your feelings; your emotions.

When you finally saw Jimin on Monday, the incident that took place two days ago was long forgotten; or at least he certainly had no memory of it from where you saw it. He just talked about Sarah and it irritated you to no end.

“Y/N, have you ever met someone that you just click with? She is exactly like that!” he had exclaimed as he held you by the shoulders, his mind clearly over occupied with her to see anything else.

“That’s good to know.” Your voice came out quieter than you had expected. But it didn’t make a difference. And it marked the first time where Jimin couldn’t spot that you weren’t yourself.

It broke you a little from the inside as realisation dawned upon you – there was nothing wrong with Jimin; it was you who was feeling too much. Maybe mixing friendship with sex wasn’t a good idea, after all. You just wished you could undo it.

The next couple weeks that passed made you feel even more distant with him. It’s not like he didn’t spend time with you, but when he did, you couldn’t stop thinking about the time Jimin was spending with Sarah. You thought about what they did or talked about, or if Jimin ever mentioned you in front of her. Why in the world had you brought this upon yourself?

On the other hand, Jimin and you continued with your sex life as usual. But you did not need any rules now, for you did not get the chance to deny him anymore. It had started to feel like you saw less of him, and when you did it ended up with you in bed with him. To say that the thought of him only ever coming to have sex did not cross your mind even once would be a white lie.

There were times when you thought Jimin did not want you in his life anymore, or that the only thing he wanted out of you was sex. You also wondered what he thought about you – ‘does he think I’m just an easy person to get into bed with?’ you thought once with tears in your eyes; ‘what does he think of me now, that I would give myself away to anyone?’ Questions like these never stopped haunting you but you knew in your heart that this wasn’t true.

Jimin would never ever think like that especially about you. These were all but figments of your own over imagination but how were you supposed to stop? You did not know how to make yourself believe that his attention was not divided, or he did not think of you as a low life, or that he did not want you in his life for just sex for that matter.

Your mind was in frenzy and you could nearly see yourself going crazy as you sat on the floor of your room, beginning to feel the waves of anxiety crashing upon you. You tried to calmly focus and remind yourself that it was Jimin that you were talking about, but to no avail. You were far too gone to see things for what they were.

But you had successfully decoded one thing from all the mess – your worst fear had come to life:

You did not see Jimin as just a friend anymore.

—

“Hey are you okay?” Jimin asked you one day when you sat beside him doodling something on the back of your text book.

“Hm? Yeah I’m fine,” you replied, never looking up at him.

“Are you sure? You don’t even sleep through the lectures anymore,” he chuckled lightly and you could cry over the fact that Jimin knew you like the back of his hand. You cursed the hormones that had blinded you the day you decided to have sex with him. You cursed that day and that bloody hour that had ruined the one thing you held so close to your heart.

“Yes I’m sure.” You managed to say with a tiny smile, not wanting to answer any more questions.

“Okay!” He chimed.

There were a few minutes of silence before he spoke to you again.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you...”

“Hm?”

“Sarah wants to meet you.” His words had you snapping your head in his direction, taking him a little by surprise. In that moment, you wanted nothing but to rip off your arms and throw them at that bitch – who you held responsible for everything, somehow.

“I’ve been telling her about you and I didn’t even realise that you two haven’t met until she said it,” he paused to look at you and you immediately turned your eyes away. This was too much...all this was too much take. You could feel your heart in your throat as you tried to swallow it away.

“Ah, I see,” you mumbled.

“Mhm...so how about today during the break?” he wiggled an eyebrow at you and you let out a forced giggle.

“That’d be great!” you said as you licked your lips that had suddenly gone dry.

Your heart was beating frantically at the thought of seeing them together. You couldn’t be alone with them, no! That would be nothing but the end of you.

Yuki!

Yes, Yuki. She was the closest person to you after Jimin and she wouldn’t say no. You could ask her to come with you, and that way you would be able to excuse yourself, too. You were just thinking everything through when your eyes went to your watch. It was almost time to break.

As soon as the teacher left, Jimin got up, a big smile plastered across his face and it had butterflies fluttering inside you. It made you wonder when it actually started to happen; when his presence had you feeling nervous and when his gaze made your heart thump against your rib cage. Was it something new or had it always been like that?

“Let’s go?” His voice broke the chain of your thoughts.

“Yes. You go first I’ll be there in a minute...” you let him know and waited for him to be outside the room before you ran to Yuki and stopped her.

“What happened?” She was startled as she turned back to you with eyes widened in surprise.

“I need your help?” you got to the point straight away.

“My help...what is it?” she raised an eyebrow at your sudden request.

“Jimin wants me to meet her girlfriend. And honestly, I don’t want to be third wheeling...” you were quick to make up something that was believable enough.

“Oh, I see...” Yuki caught onto your point in a second. “So you want me to come with you so we can excuse ourselves and then leave,” she completed your thought and you nodded.

“Exactly...”

“Okay, no problem. When do we go?” she asked, swinging her bag over her shoulder.

“Now!” you said and before she could respond, you were already dragging her by the hand. You did not want Jimin to speculate anything, so you left as soon as Yuki agreed.

—

It was easy for you to spot Jimin just by his hair in the crowd of students that chattered away like there was no tomorrow. Oh what would you give to have your fingers glide through the soft strands of his hair.

It was when you walked a little closer that your eyes landed at Sarah, and the sight made your stomach churn and a lump to form in your throat.

“There they are...” you squeaked to Yuki who was still searching through the crowd for Jimin.

“Let’s go,” she said and this time she had to pull you by the hand to make you walk.

“What if we don’t go?” you asked Yuki, making her to stop and look back at you.

“But why?” she asked.

“Why...uhm – because look at them, they are talking and seemingly enjoying each other’s company...let them have it, d-don’t you think?” your breath was already staggering just by looking at them so engrossed in each other and you did not know what would happen if you were to sit near them and listen to them talk.

“It’s okay, Y/N. Jimin asked you to be there, didn’t he? He is your best friend. And I promise I’ll excuse us in just ten minutes,” Yuki assured you and you started walking with her half heartedly.

Best friend.

That was what you were to him, and that’s what the problem was. You knew he would put you first in every situation, but he wouldn’t think of you like you wanted him to; never.

Jimin spotted you from a distance and waved you over. You and Yuki took a seat across them before Jimin started introducing you.

You had to force yourself to smile at Sarah and Yuki who sat beside you was beginning to understand that something wasn’t right. She could tell that you were growing uncomfortable from the way you repeatedly shifted in your seat but it wasn’t because you didn’t want to intrude their space; it was something else.

You couldn’t lie to yourself and say Sarah was a bitch, for you realised she was actually a sweet woman when you talked to her. You could see why Jimin liked her but you still couldn’t bring yourself to look her in the eye and tell yourself that it was okay. She would always be the person who had the one thing that you couldn’t get – Jimin.

“Jimin tells me that you’re his best friend,” Sarah smiled at you as you took a sip of water. Those two words never failed to make you wince.

“He does...haha,” you gave a humourless laugh, causing Jimin to squint his eyes at you while Yuki looked at you with pitiful eyes. She knew exactly what was wrong.

“I really hope we get along nicely, Y/N.” Sarah spoke with honest emotions, while you on the other hand had difficulty even forming proper thoughts. So you just looked at her.

“I know you two will,” Jimin came to your rescue, clearly sensing the uneasiness in your demeanour but still clueless as to what was it for.

Sarah looked at her watch, “Oh, I have to go, my friends must be waiting. I’ll see you later?” she said before as she turned to Jimin.

She put her hand on Jimin’s that rested on his thigh and you chest tightened so hard you thought you would faint. Jimin, as if instinctively, put his other hand on hers and squeezed it a little while you wished you had gone blind before witnessing it. Your heart sank to the deepest pits and everything inside you suddenly felt hollow. Your breaths came out in short gasps while Yuki observed the whole scene, totally forgetting her promise.

You clutched the hem of your shirt so tight your knuckles turned white. You felt your face heat up when Sarah leaned in to whisper something in his ear and that’s when you knew you couldn’t take it anymore.

You got up and shot a quick ‘I gotta go’ before leaving the scene for good. Yuki followed you as Jimin looked at your back, shocked at the way you just left.

“I’ll go and see what’s wrong,” Jimin excused himself, not taking another look back at Sarah before he ran after you.

You ran to the ladies room and braced yourself with your hands on the edge of the basin while Yuki just stood there, ready to offer any help if you needed it. You were sure you were having an anxiety attack with the way your breaths came out shallow and your vision blurred. Your head was spinning as you tried to catch on your breath. Yuki rubbed your back as your feet began to stagger a little.

“You need to get out of here, Y/N!” Yuki said worriedly beside you.

“I-I can’t...” you said gathering whatever energy you were left with.

“Let me help you. You should be out in the open,” she said as she supported you while you dragged your feet to wherever she was taking you, holding onto your chest with one hand.

It took you several minutes to at least grasp your surroundings. You were out in the open in fresh air and it instantly calmed your nerves. You took a few more deep breaths before the anxiety died away entirely.

You looked at Yuki who was still worried about you. “I’m sorry I had you worried.”

“Are you okay now?” she asked you but before you could reply you heard Jimin calling your name from a distance. You turned around to look at him running towards you at full speed. When he reached you he was totally out of breath but that didn’t stop him from shooting questions at you.

“Are you okay? What happened?” he asked, taking a step closer to you.

“Yes, I’m fine—” you started saying but Jimin was quick to wrap you up in a hug tight enough to knock the air out of your lungs.

“Oh thank god! You had me worried there.” Jimin’s voice was laced with nothing but concern and care and you wanted to just cry into his shoulder and tell him everything there and then. You wrapped you arms around him when he didn’t let go and inhaled his scent, so sweet – something that felt so familiar yet different to you.

“But what happened? It’s so unlikely of you to just leave like that?” he asked once he let go of you.

“I-I needed to use the washroom really bad,” you said sheepishly, failing to convince even yourself let alone anybody else.

“Seriously Y/N?”

You just nodded in response, considering that it was too risky to change your words now.

“Alright,” Jimin mumbled, but he had some inkling that you were lying and hiding something from him. It wasn’t like you to keep secrets from him, so he waited for you to come and tell him on your own instead of putting any pressure on you.

—

That night in hostel, Yuki joined you in your room after dinner.

“What is all this about?” she got straight to the point as she stood in front of you, hands folded over her chest.

“What?” You knew well enough what she was talking about, but you gave it a try, thinking—rather wishing that it was about something else.

“You know what Y/N...I know you like Jimin!” she blurted out and you sighed in defeat. There was no point in beating around the bush now.

“What am I supposed to do Yuki?” you cried, unable to control it – finally finding someone you could talk to.

“What do you want to do?” she asked in return, “How long since you started feeling that way?” she asked with care and made you sit down on your bed.

“I don’t know...about either of the two. I just suddenly realised that I can’t imagine him being with another girl.” A tear fell down your cheek.

“I’ve been noticing the difference in you two for the past few months. What is exactly happening?” Yuki asked the question you dreaded the most. Honestly, you wanted to tell her everything but you decided against it, feeling ashamed to tell her about your exact relationship with Jimin. It wasn’t something you were proud of or wanted people to find out about.

“We just started hanging out a little more. I don’t know when I started feeling that way to be honest. I’m not sure even now, Yuki, if it’s the possessiveness towards a friend or something else,” you told her the half truth, covering it up with something believable before you started telling her everything else.

“Do you think you should tell him?” Yuki asked after attentively listening to everything you had to tell her.

“I’m scared...I’m scared that he’d run away. He will run away Yuki! He sees me as a friend and nothing more and I’m scared I will destroy it if I tell him,” you sobbed.

“You’re not just a friend to him, Y/N, and you know that very well. He cares for you like nobody else. In fact, he hardly talks to any other girl besides you,” Yuki said, stating the facts for you to look at them optimistically.

“But he talks to Sarah now,” you commented ruefully, the image of her and Jimin holding hands doing rounds in your head all over again.

“It’s probably just another short lived relationship Y/N, plus they’re just dating it’s nothing serious,” she tried further to make you understand and decide what you wanted to do.

“You think so? You still think so after watching them being all cuddly today? It was so intimate Yuki it made me sick to my very core!” Your words were turning bitter by the moment.

“What do you want then?” Yuki was starting to lose her cool, the frustration of not being able to reach to a conclusion evident in her tone.

“I just know that I can’t let him go...that’s too much a price to pay,” you muttered and Yuki immediately comforted you with a sympathetic hand over your shoulder.

“How long will you torture yourself like this?” she asked weakly.

“For as long as I can take it...”

—

It had been a couple of weeks since your first encounter with Sarah. You had been trying your best to stay your usual self around her and had made some progress. Yuki tagged along with you more now and you couldn’t be more thankful. You just wished you had enough courage to tell her everything without leaving a single incident out, but alas!

Jimin, on the other hand could tell there was something terribly wrong with the way you were behaving with him. You two had mutually decided to stop having sex for you considered it to be Jimin cheating on Sarah, and you did not want to be a part of it. But that did not stop Jimin from hanging out in your room, enjoying the level of comfort you two had built up in the past months.

Jimin would occasionally ask for cuddles, and you denied him every time except the ones where he was just too difficult to resist. He could tell there was more behind your denials than just the reason you had given him but he couldn’t bring himself to ask you directly, afraid that he would be invading your space by doing so, and there was no other way to know.

Jimin couldn’t stand to look at you all lost and void of the cheerful energy that you used to carry around you. He just wanted to know and put an end to your problems, if only he knew. He spent his days worrying and wondering, looking for any type of clues to know what was going on in that little head of yours until one day he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Can I ask you something?” he asked you one day when it was just you and him in the canteen, no Yuki and no Sarah. But you were waiting and bracing yourself for the latter to arrive.

“Yes?” you replied without looking at him or anywhere in particular for that matter.

“Look at me,” he demanded and you heaved in a breath before doing as asked. It was visible on his very face, the fact that he knew – he always knew even without you saying a word. You saw the hardships he was going through himself because he saw you suffering for an unknown reason, and you just asked yourself if this was not enough to make someone fall in love, what was?

“What’s wrong?” he finally asked.

“Nothing’s wrong, Jimin,” you forced your words along with a smile, trying to sound as natural as possible.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N. I did not ask until now because I thought you just needed some time before you come and tell me...but I can’t wait anymore. Tell me what happened?” he asked you so softly you could feel your heart melting behind your ribcage.

“No seriously, it’s nothing...” you tried to convince him.

“There you are, lying again, as if I can’t see it. Tell me Y/N; you don’t let me anywhere near you, always finding excuses to get away from me. Sometimes they are so ridiculous that I can’t believe you expect me to actually buy them. You said you didn’t want to have sex anymore and you had a valid reason, so I accepted it, but you push me away even when I want to just hang out. Have I done something to hurt you? Tell me if I have...” Jimin sounded so helpless you wanted to comfort him as you cursed yourself for making him feel that way. It was the last thing you wanted, for him to think that he could hurt you.

“Is something wrong back at home?” Jimin speculated further, his brain going through every possible scenario that could make you go so quiet all of a sudden. “Come on Y/N give me something...it’s eating me alive!” he pleaded.

You gave a thought to telling him the truth and putting him out of his misery, but before you could give even a second’s more consideration to it, you noticed a familiar figure walking closer to where you both sat. And your heart sank. Just when you two were finally opening up a little for the first time in weeks – ugh! You hated that woman.

Sarah walked to where Jimin sat and stepped behind him, placing her hand on his shoulder possessively before looking at you.

“Hey Y/N,” she smiled at you and you mirrored her expressions before looking away immediately. You could sense as the familiar feeling of your chest tightening and your throat constricting returning to you, leaving you breathless, gasping for air. This did not go unnoticed by Jimin. He was quick to pick up on your reactions.

“Sarah, do you mind giving us a minute? We were actually in the middle of something...” Jimin asked without much thought and Sarah was slightly taken aback by his sudden request, but she was quick to cover it up.

“Oh...sure. I’ll be right outside, okay?” she smiled before kissing Jimin on the cheek and then stood up to leave. Her gesture from seconds ago made you ball your hands into fists. Sweat beads formed on your forehead from how much struggle you were going through just to breathe.

You were about to get up and leave to avoid making the situation worse, but Jimin held you down by the hand.

“What is troubling you?” he asked sternly this time, hating to witness how you were withering away right in front his eyes.

“I-I told you it’s nothing Jimin,” you still stood firm on your reply, sure that now wasn’t the time to tell him. You would destroy a lot if you did.

“Stop that! I can’t see this anymore...just tell me what’s wrong? Is it Sarah? Has she said something to you? Does she make you uncomfortable?” Jimin shot more questions at you, desperate for an answer, for anything that could tell him what bothered you.

You took a few breaths before meeting eyes with Jimin. You could tell how infuriated he was feeling. His face glistened with sweat as his hair clung to his forehead. He was breathing with short puffs of air and you knew you’d have to calm him down before he lost him temper entirely.

“Listen to me...you’re over thinking this,” you said as you collected your own self, “it is nothing like what you think. You know I’ve always had anxiety issues, Jimin. It’s nothing new and nothing big, trust me,” you weighed your words before you calmly made him understand, seeing his face return to its normal colour from the red that had taken over it.

“I’ll believe you this time, Y/N, but promise me you’ll tell him if something’s wrong?” he said as he extended his hand to hold yours tightly, while all you could think about was Sarah’s hand in his. You hated whatever it was inside you that didn’t let you enjoy one moment with him without bringing up Sarah in your thoughts.

“I will,” You smiled. “Now go, she’s waiting for you,” you said half heartedly and Jimin got up from his chair.

“Just know that you mean more than everything to me, Y/N. You know I’ll do anything to make you feel better; you just have to name it. Don’t be so hard on yourself and talk to me, okay?” he said before he held you for a few seconds, your head resting on his stomach and oh how hard it was for you not to cry.

His words came from his heart and went straight to yours and for a second you felt like Jimin felt the same towards you, but you knew better. It wasn’t possible. He was dating another woman, it was just impossible.

You closed your eyes shut and let the tears fall when Jimin left. Yuki must have been watching from a distance for she was there beside you the very next second.

“Oh Y/N...” she sympathised. “It hurts me to just look at it. I can’t even begin to imagine what it must be like for you,” she said as she rubbed your arm while you just sat there.

“I almost told him today, Yuki,” you confessed and her eyes widened.

“What?! Then what happened?” she asked with a mixture of shock and curiosity.

“Well, I thought maybe I should and then suddenly Sarah came...” you explained, still thinking about how she always had his hands on him authoritatively and it wrecked your nerves.

“You’re being too hard on yourself Y/N, just tell him and get it over with,” Yuki suggested.

“I still don’t know Yuki...maybe I will, very soon. It’s his birthday next week. I’ll wait till then and then I’ll see...” You were still uncertain as to what you wanted. Of course you wanted Jimin to love you like you had began to, as unexpectedly as it was, you just didn’t know how or if it was at all possible.

“I really wish I could do something for you.”

“You’re already doing enough Yuki. Thanks...” You smiled lightly before checking your watch and realising it was almost time for the next class.

“Let’s go! Professor Kim hates it when we are late,” you ushered Yuki towards your classroom, trying to push away all the thought of Jimin and Sarah and what they must be doing.

—

You couldn’t stop thinking about Jimin’s last birthday, and how happy you were – just the two of you together for the whole day. Of course, there weren’t any feelings back then but the thought filled you with warmth but you also felt sad at the same time, for you couldn’t have it this year. ‘He is obviously gonna spend his day with Sarah,’ you thought.

“What are you thinking about now?” Yuki asked as she came to you with two plates of noodles in her hands and placed one of them before you.

“Nothing...just about how happy I was with him last year,” you sighed.

“Come on Y/N don’t be so low. This year is going to be just as great,” Yuki tried to reassure you.

You nodded as you played around with your food. The two of you then ate in silence until Yuki nudged you with her elbow, directing your attention to the last person you wanted to see walking towards you.

“Hey! How are you guys?” Sarah beamed at you good naturedly.

“We’re fine,” Yuki replied with a smile on your behalf as well, secretly wishing for Sarah to just leave after the pleasantries were exchanged, but to her utter dismay she made herself comfortable on the chair right opposite you.

“Have you seen Jimin?” she asked and the sound of his name tumbling from her mouth made you sick.

“No...” you lied, knowing that he had gone to meet a professor – enjoying the silly notion of knowing something she didn’t.

“Ah good then...it’s his birthday in a few days,” Sarah said, squinting her eyes slightly as if thinking about something.

“We know,” Yuki replied with a slight sarcasm in her tone. It should have made you happy, but being mean to Sarah wasn’t what you wanted. She wasn’t a bad person, it were the circumstances that had made you to hate her so badly.

“Well, I was thinking about what I should get him...” Sarah said, evidently trying to think hard about what to do.

“Well...Y/N gave him a really heartfelt gift last year,” Yuki said purely out of spite, wanting to let Sarah know that you were way better than her in every way possible.

“Really? What did you give him, Y/N?” she asked curiously, her chin resting on her palm as she took great interest in what was to come.

“”I-I made him an album...” you said and your mind went back to that day.

You had spent months making that one thing for him, a collection of your times together. And Jimin had held it above everything else, thanking you with tears in his eyes as he flipped through the pages.

You had made him a hand-made album from scratch, collecting the worst pictures of you two that accounted for the best of the memories. You had left a note beside each one, reminding him how goofy and silly you two have been in the past and he had loved it. He had acknowledged the effort you had put into every single page.

You could still see how his eyes had widened when he had pulled it out of the wrapping papers. He had mumbled a ‘what is this’ before you urged him to open it further. He had held it to his chest for a good moment before beginning to leaf through the pages, living those moments again like you had while you glued every picture.

“You made him an album?” Sarah asked with shock laced in her voice.

“Yes...and Jimin had loved it,” Yuki further teased her as she especially emphasised the word, earning herself a smack on the thigh from you. But she did not stop there, quite adamant on making Sarah feel as little as she could. “You should have seen it, Sarah...it was the most beautiful thing I had seen someone make for a person. Oh what would I give to have someone give me something like that piece of wonder,” Yuki bragged further, not willing to stop anytime soon.

“Oh god...this makes me nervous. Ah I really need to give him something really good. Do you have any ideas?” Yuki had successfully made Sarah feel helpless and clueless as to what she was supposed to do. You could see the confusion grow on her face as she thought of ideas but nothing came close to how Yuki had defined your present to be.

“I don’t really think anything can match it Sarah, plus you don’t have time to make something for him now,” Yuki mocked her to no end and as much as you wanted to enjoy it, you knew she didn’t deserve it.

“You’ll find something, Sarah, don’t worry. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, let it come naturally,” you finally spoke, trying to lighten the burden Yuki had suddenly huddled upon her.

“Maybe I’ll make something for his next birthday, but I really hope I think of something before his day this year,” Sarah lamented. “I’ve got go now. I’ll see you later?” She flashed her signature smile before she walked away.

But her words had stuck with you...next birthday?

You had rarely asked Jimin about how things were going with Sarah, what he thought about the relationship and where he saw it going in the coming time. But the fact that Sarah thought she would be spending his next birthday with him could only mean one thing – things were going smoothly between them. The mere thought was enough to leave you heartbroken as all your hopes – if you really were left with any to begin with – to shatter to pieces.

“I gave her a good time,” Yuki said proudly, interrupting your analysis or their relationship.

“I think I should go to my room, Yuki. I really need to lie down,” You told her as you got up, leaving your lunch almost entirely uneaten before you walked to your room. You needed some space, some time and definitely to maintain some distance with Jimin. He would sit beside you no matter what and you couldn’t be close to him at the moment.

You locked your room from inside and allowed yourself to breathe. You cursed yourself for not being able to subside your desires and your expectations, for thinking that something could really happen between you and Jimin.

You closed your eyes once you were lying flat on your back on your bed, thinking about all the possibilities that could show themselves if you decided to confess your feelings. If it had not been for the fear of losing him, you would have wasted no time in doing so. But you weren’t sure how Jimin would react...he might be accepting of it but what if he wasn’t and started hating you? That was the thought that scared you the most.

—

“Where’s Y/N?” Jimin asked Yuki after ten minutes had gone since the lecture started with no sign of you showing up.

“She went back to her room,” Yuki told him.

“Why?” Jimin’s eyes widened the instant those words left her mouth.

“She wasn’t really feeling well,” Yuki told him the truth, low-key wanting him to find out everything regardless of what would happen after it.

“What happened to her? Should I go and see her?” Jimin fired questions at Yuki, unable to control himself after what he had just heard.

“I don’t know Jimin...she just said she wasn’t feeling well,” Yuki shrugged, getting back to her work but watching Jimin from the corner of her eyes. He was hardly able to concentrate on anything the professor said. He finally took out his phone and texted you, but did not get any reply. He sent you three more texts but all of them went unanswered like the first one. He desperately waited for the lecture to end so he could call you or see you or anything.

Yuki could see the way Jimin was squirming restlessly, looking at the professor but his mind wandering elsewhere, thinking of nothing but you.

“Yuki...can you tell Y/N to check her phone? I don’t want to call her in case she’s sleeping. And take care of her for me?” Jimin asked for a favour as soon as the professor left and Yuki smiled to herself.

“Don’t worry I will.” Yuki said before walking away.

—

You talked to Jimin later that evening and saw him the next day. He looked at you with worried eyes, noticing how you were quieter than usual.

He had asked you if you were okay after every lecture, successfully making you laugh lightly at how he was so serious about something so trivial. You had just taken half of the day off.

“Will you stop worrying Jimin...I’m fine. I was just tired so I left,” you turned to him when he did not stop pestering you.

“Well then next time tell me before you leave. I don’t feel like sitting here without you,” he pouted as he chided you.

“Fine...” you gave in, not really wanting to argue anymore.

“What have you prepared this time?” Jimin suddenly asked as he leaned forward to look at you.

“For what?” You were clueless as to what he was talking about.

“Really Y/N...you are asking this?” he feigned shock, looking at you like you had committed a crime.

“Yes I am. Care to tell me now?” and as soon as these words left your mouth it clicked.

“It’s my birthday in two days you dumb head!” he complained before moving and turning away from you. But you could not pay attention to him, for all you could think about was Sarah all over again. She’s going to be the one preparing a party; she’s going to be the one standing beside him while he blew the candles, not you. Hers will be the most important wish and not yours. Oh there was so much that wasn’t going to be yours – including Jimin.

Jimin noticed how you had zoned out again, thinking about something but always denying it whenever he asked.

“Okay Y/N, I caught you red handed this time. What were you thinking, tell me!” He demanded as his voice changed – suddenly stern and no longer playful.

“My answer’s the same,” you said without much thought and Jimin sighed in frustration. He was getting tired of you running away from things, not telling him any of it and avoiding him on top of everything.

“You know what Y/N...I’m not going to talk to you until you tell me. The choice is yours now!” Jimin was helpless. He could see no other way of making you speak and as much as it hurt him to say that, it was his last resort.

“Whatever you want, Park Jimin!” You hated how he had put that condition in front of you, but a part of you was thankful that you wouldn’t have to face his questions. It was entirely up to you now.

Jimin huffed at your response, but he knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d come to him. After all, it wasn’t easy for either of you to stay away from the other for long...but little did Jimin know that you’d been doing things far more difficult than being apart for more than just days.

—

You considered staying in to be a safer option for the two days that were left for Jimin’s birthday. You were growing restless and impatient with your feelings, and now was the worst time of all. And since Jimin had already said that he wouldn’t talk to you until you tell him, you wouldn’t have to answer to anything for he always kept his word.

Jimin, on the other hand, grew restless too but from different reasons. There were things that troubled him – emotions and feelings to be more specific – but he was unaware of what they were, where they came from or how to deal with them. He just felt uneasy. And to top all that off, you were behaving like never before. He wanted to do something for you, if only you would let him.

Jimin respected your wish of not wanting to tell him, but deep inside he was not ready to be left out of anything that concerned you, that disturbed you or caused you any stress. He was so used to knowing everything about you that being uniformed haunted him. Jimin knew it was just the habit he had developed over the months that tormented him...or was it something else?

When Jimin did not see you at college the next day, he knew you were trying to avoid him. It was agonising to sit through the day without you, and he regretted making such a rash decision. As Jimin took out his phone from his pocket, his hand hovered over your name, but the stubbornness to keep his word and make you speak got the better of him. ‘It’s now or never’ he thought as he got up to go and meet Sarah.

—

The fact that you had nothing to do in that one room was an absolute bane in the given situation. Your mind was clouded with thoughts of your best friend and his girlfriend even more than before. All you could see was them chattering away happily, holding hands and even kissing each other. Your brain brewed the worst possible scenarios for you to lament over.

Sometimes you would imagine Jimin being so happy with Sarah that your existence seemed to be wiped out of his life; other times you would imagine Sarah being the wicked person you viewed her as and making Jimin turn against you.

For the two days that passed, you had done nothing but tortured yourself with similar thoughts and made up scenarios. Yuki had come to check up on you and you secretly wished that she would tell you something about Jimin, but there was never anything. She just tried to talk you out of confining yourself to that room and you denied her request every time. That was what you needed at the moment, or so you thought.

When Jimin did not text you or call you even once, something died a little inside you. Maybe you did not matter that much to him anymore. ‘He must be talking to Sarah,’ you always concluded. Those two days did more damage than any other times, making you believe that you had lost Jimin forever...for two days was the longest time you had gone without talking to him, and the fact that he hadn’t tried even once made your body go limp as your hopes shattered completely.

—

The sound of your phone chiming at the new message made you jump out of your bed. You desperately wished for it to be from Jimin.

23:24, Jimin: It’s my birthday tomorrow Y/N. I know we are not talking but at least wish me and be there. It’s incomplete without you.

Your eyes welled up after reading his message, not sure what to make of it. Was he angry with you...or sad? Did he really miss you?

23:27, Y/N: of course I’ll be there...

You typed and sent and held your phone to your chest. You blamed yourself for everything, for turning things bitter between you and Jimin when they were going just fine. You blamed yourself for pushing him away and making him as miserable as you were...and he had not even done anything wrong.

You wished Jimin over a text at midnight before you cried yourself to sleep. You dreaded the day that was to come; for both yourself and for Jimin.

How did you end up like this?

—

There was an evident layer of awkwardness between you and Jimin when you saw him the next day. Yuki saw it too, and that’s why she decided to puncture it a little.

“Happy birthday, Jimin!” She extended her hand towards him as she wished him from her heart.

“Thank you, Yuki...” It was visible how much effort he had to make just to smile.

“Happy birthday...” you took some inspiration from Yuki and extended you hand too.

Jimin scoffed internally at you and stepped closer to envelop you in his embrace.

“Thank you, Y/N,” he mumbled in your hair with a hint of sadness and your heart beat skyrocketed. You had not seen it coming but Jimin couldn’t hold himself anymore. He needed to feel that you were there, at least physically if not mentally.

You couldn’t meet eyes with him when he let go, and thankfully the professor arrived just in time to save you from the struggle of speaking anymore.

You could not focus as usual so you rested your head on the table, eyes diligently watching Jimin as he listened to the old man speak. Oh how long it had been since you actually looked at his face without being interrupted or being too shy.

Jimin could tell you were looking at him but he did not want to disturb your silent observation. He kept his eyes straight while his heart and mind wandered elsewhere.

Three classes passed without you and Jimin saying even a word to each other before it was finally the break time.

“Let’s go,” Jimin said when he realised you had no plans to go anywhere.

“Where?”

“To the canteen, where else?” he chuckled lightly and your heart fluttered.

You looked to the desk next to yours only to find it empty. “Where’s Yuki?” You questioned.

“She left already...while you were thinking about god knows what.” Jimin had a helpless expression over his face. And you hated that you were the reason.

You got up from your seat and walked with Jimin, waiting for Sarah to pop out from some corner and remind you that you were expecting the wrong things from the wrong person.

When you reached the usual spot where you and Jimin always sat amidst the crowd there was already a small cake on the table for him. You swallowed, knowing full well that it was from Sarah if not you.

Yuki appeared behind you shortly while you just started at the piece of bread in front of you. Jimin looked at the cake and then at you and Yuki mirrored his actions. All the thoughts that you had brewed up and fed yourself over the past days were regurgitating so quickly it made your body tremble. Sarah was all that was on your mind.

She had already sent him the cake, and it wouldn’t be long before both of them were standing together right in front of you, smiling at each other. All these thoughts were making it difficult to have a control upon how you were reacting.

“Y/N, what is wrong?” Jimin was quick to come to your aid as he held your quivering hands in his, trying to calm you down while you just started in the distance.

“I ca-can’t,” you mumbled under your breath so quietly none of your two friends could understand.

“What?” Jimin asked as he moved his ear closer to your mouth.

“I can’t...I can’t do this,” you exhaled.

“What are you talking about Y/N, tell me?” Jimin softly cooed near you.

“No-no...” you shook your head a couple of times before freeing yourself from Jimin’s hold and taking a step backwards. Jimin looked at you with a puzzled expression painted over his face.

He took a careful step towards you but you had just had enough. So you turned around and ran away from him, from that, place, from Sarah. You ran straight to your room and locked it, deciding that you wouldn’t open it no matter who came.

You walked lifelessly to your bed and let yourself fall down, listening to the sound of the rain that had started to pour outside before your own control gave in and you broke down into bitter sobs. Your whole body shook from the impact of the emotions you had been pretending not to have. You cried helplessly into your pillow, cursing yourself for getting too close, for getting too attached to only end up like this.

Why Jimin? You asked yourself and the images of you two spending time together without a care in the world flashed like a movie before you. You remembered how you used to be two happy people instead of a fucked up set of friends who could not sort and control their emotions.

It had been a while since you had left the dreaded scene and a part of you wondered what Jimin must be doing; was he celebrating with Sarah? Did he not miss you? Did he even care anymore? Fresh tears welled up in your eyes at the thought of how drastically things had changed. Earlier, Jimin couldn’t even stand you not being around and today, on his special day, it did not even bother him in the slightest.

You were staring blankly at your ceiling when the sound of someone knocking your door startled you. You knew it was Yuki and she had come to comfort you, but you did not want to talk to anybody.

“Let’s talk later, Yuki,” you shouted from your position on your bed, loud enough for her to hear. But either she did not hear it, or she deliberately ignored you as she knocked again.

This time you did not respond, thinking that she would leave if you did not answer but she did not. She kept on knocking and it drove you mad. You got up with a frustrated sigh and walked to the door in a total mood of giving her a hell. You opened the door ready to spew fire but stopped when you noticed it wasn’t Yuki.

“Jimin...” you breathed out. He was all drenched from the rain outside. Water dripped from his hair while some of the strands clung to his forehead. “Oh my god! why did you step out when it was raining?” You ran to fetch a towel from your wooden cupboard to dry him off.

“What can’t you do Y/N?” Jimin asked you, stopping you right in your tracks before you could even reach the cupboard.

“Wh-what do you mean?” You turned around to face him, taken aback by his sudden question.

“What you said earlier...what is it that you can’t do?” He took a step forward and you instinctively did the opposite, somehow wanting to have some distance between you two.

“Jimin...” your breath faltered.

“Tell me Y/N,” He took another step, closing the door with his foot.

“It’s nothing...” you looked at your feet as you said those words, finding it extremely difficult to hold his gaze.

“Are you sure it’s nothing?” he asked you in a low voice and your head snapped up. What did he mean? You just nodded in response, searching his face to tell you something as he moved even closer.

Jimin held you in your place and moved his face so close to yours his breath tickled you. You could feel the wetness from his jacket sleeves seep into the fabric of your top and form patches on both your shoulders.

“Are you sure?” he asked again and your breath hitched. You swallowed, unable to take your eyes away as his stared into you. A warm current ran down your spine but you managed the courage to nod your head again. That was when Jimin dived in and planted a chaste kiss on your lips, making every functional thing inside you to fail at once. His forehead touched yours; making you feel the cool sensation of water droplets that now beaded your forehead while the kiss contrastingly left you hot and sweaty.

“Still nothing?” Your eyes widened as those airy words left his mouth and your face heated up even more if that could happen. Jimin noticed the evident shock on your face and the corner of his lips slightly twitched upwards.

He took the opportunity to hold one side of your face with his hand as he kissed the apple of your other cheek. You stared at him, looking for answers to the million new questioned that surfaced from Jimin’s unforeseen actions.

“Yuki told me...”

“What?” You scared your own self from how abrupt and loud your voice was. “When...what did she say?” ‘Oh what has she done,’ you thought internally. The thought was so disturbing that you did not even realise that Jimin had come to see you and he had kissed you after he got to know everything.

“Everything that you should have already...” his tone was complaining.

“Oh my god what are you doing here Jimin? What about Sarah? We can’t do this...I already told you we can’t! I’ll understand if you can’t talk to me I deserve this...this is all my fault...” you rambled on and on without a pause. You shook your head unbelievably at what Yuki had done. You were sure that was it for you and there was nothing you could do about it.

“Will you listen for once?” Jimin said impatiently when you walked away and turned your back to him. When you did not speak anything, he took his queue to utter his next words:

“I broke up with Sarah.”

You turned around to look at him, to find a trace of sadness or guilt but there was nothing.

“Why, when?” you enquired as you walked closer to him to offer your comfort if need be.

“Two days ago...” he filled you in.

“Why didn’t you tell me Jimin?”

“You are one to ask that question, Y/N,” he taunted you without the intention to hurt. “You didn’t tell me about anything for weeks...I asked you everyday but you never said a word. Did you only have this much of faith in me, in us?” Jimin was hurt; you could hear it in his voice. You stared at your feet as your heart filled with guilt. Did you really give up on Jimin? The realisation was finally hitting you.

“I was—”

“What if Yuki hadn’t told me?” Jimin asked as he cut you mid sentence. “Where did this come from, Y/N...this distance between us, the thought that I wouldn’t understand? You really think so little of me?” his words broke your heart more than when you thought couldn’t have him.

“I was scared...” you heaved in a breath.

“Of what...me?”

“Of ruining our friendship,” you finally looked at him and your stomach twisted upon seeing his face. His eyes had started to redden.

“You think this wasn’t ruining it?” he fired at you; he was angry, and you couldn’t complain.

“What happened with Sarah?” you asked him, suddenly reminded of her and prayed that you weren’t the reason behind it.

Jimin stayed quiet for a second too long before he spoke, “she was uncomfortable with us. It left me with nothing but a choice.” He shrugged as if it was the most common thing and walked to get himself a towel.

“You broke up with her because of me?” you asked to confirm and your love struck heart fluttered as if it had grown wings of his own.

Jimin took off his jacket before he dried his hair and walked to you.

“I already told you, Y/N, you mean more than anything to me. I wasn’t joking when I said that...” he looked straight at you while he said those words and you felt yourself fall deeper if that was possible.

“Then...the cake?” You thought about the one thing that had triggered you.

“It was from Yuki. She bought it for you to give me,” Jimin told you and you felt more stupid than ever. And that is when it hit you. ‘Yuki told him, and he’s here...’ Your eyes widened to their full capacity as you looked at him.

“Why are you here, Jimin?” you asked him, dreading the worst case scenario. Your thoughts were everywhere, unable to focus at anything in particular.

“Why do you think?” he asked teasingly, but his face changed immediately when he saw you tearing up. “You know what, Y/N, in the past two days, I was more upset because I couldn’t talk to you than because of my breakup. I have been feeling things I didn’t even understand for weeks now...and when I tried to see through them I only ever saw your face fading away. I watched you grow distant and I hated myself for letting it happen, for not stopping you and trying more...”

“It wasn’t your fault...” you choked out, trying your best not to cry.

“It was! I knew there was something wrong with you and I did nothing. But I have thought about nothing but you, Y/N. I thought about you whether you were with me or not, I thought about you when I was with Sarah and I feel stupid I even started dating her. When Yuki told me everything today, it answered everything I wanted to know. It pained me not to see you, to not know what went through your mind when you looked at me. It hurt me to my very core to see you suffer and wear away with every passing day and not know the reason; and the fact that I couldn’t do anything about it...I can’t even explain it...but if this isn’t love Y/N, then I don’t know what is,” Jimin heaved in a breath as he finally said what you had only imagined in your dreams.

“Jimin...” you let the tears fall freely as you soaked every word that he had said like a dry sponge.

“I’m sorry I did not realise this earlier...but why didn’t you say anything, Y/N? Do you not trust me?” Jimin’s voice sounded betrayed. He had not expected you to keep something so big from him for so long a time.

“I was afraid Jimin...I was afraid that it would scare you away. You were already with Sarah and I didn’t want to be the cause of...” you trailed off, sniffling as you thought about everything you had seen and done in the past weeks.

Jimin took a step closer, closing all the distance between you and cradled your face in his hands. “Since when did you start thinking so much around me?” It pained him to see this change in you.

“Since I fell in love with you,” you blurted in a breath and Jimin’s features softened. He leaned in and pressed his forehead to yours, offering the intimacy you had been craving for more than just days.

“Promise me you won’t do anything like this again...” he asked of you.

“I promise,” you said lightly.

“I love you,” he kissed your nose.

“I love you too, Jimin,” you finally said the words that had been on the tip of your tongue for ever but never left.

Jimin titled his face and his lips brushed with yours, sending tingles through your body before he enveloped them completely. Your breaths mingled as your lips danced together, leaving both of you breathless from all the emotions and feeling that you were swirling in.

“Oh...” you interrupted when he slightly pulled away, “I didn’t make you anything this year,” you said with regret in your voice and Jimin chuckled in response.

“This...this thing we have here,” he said as he entwined his fingers with yours, “this is better than any present I can ever have.” His words made your cheeks turn crimson and Jimin adored the way you looked.

He made you look at him and this time you snaked your hands around his neck and pulled him in for a euphoric kiss filled with love and longing that had piled up inside you for so long. Jimin’s hands caressed your sides and then travelled to your ass and settled there for a second before he scooped you up, making you squeal in shock into his mouth.

He lowered you on your bed, finally pulling away only to suck on the sweet spot beneath your earlobe that he was well aware of. He nibbled before kissing his way down to your throat, this time taking special care to leave marks on you, for now you belonged to him.

It did not take long before your naked bodies moved together in the rhythm you had already formed, reaching your ecstatic highs but it was not followed by the rush of finding your clothes and leaving this time. Instead, Jimin stayed on top of you after you were finished, liking how your sweaty bodies heaved in unison.

Sure he had seen you naked a hundred times before, caressed you and felt your skin under his finger tips. But this time, he took his time to admire the way your eyes dilated, the way you looked when he entered you. He noticed the roundness of your breasts and natural aroma of your skin. He noticed how your body shivered when you reached your peak. This time, he felt every inch of your skin while his own burned under your touch.

This time, it wasn’t just sex; it was two people making love to each other with no regrets and no boundaries. This time, there was no being afraid and running away as he finally lay beside you and enveloped your frame entirely into his, for this time...he was there to stay.

This time, you belonged to each other.

#bts scenario #jimin scenario #bts jimin #jimin smut #jimin fluff #jimin angst #bts smut #bts fluff #bts angst #you belong with me #berrykookie #bts fanfic #jimin fanfic

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hollyhomburg · 4 years

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is there a conversation about consent in the yandere ish packtan au? like an open discussion about how much freedom the oc is given in private or in public?

yes i think so! i think there would probably be like- a moment when she got overwhelmed with work and stuff like that- kinda having a little mental breakdown and she’s unsure if she should call them but then they call her and she can’t hide how in distress she is. like please imagine yoongi talking low into the phone- his alpha voice sending shivers down your spine, makeing you want to bear your throat even from here “baby- tell us where you are- we’re going to come get you right now”

and maybe it’s foolish to run to them when they walk into your place of work, to sink into their arms- but your boss is just kinda shocked, especially when he suddenly has 7 alphas surrounding you growling at him. they’re about to let him off- their control thin, but then he says, “i knew i never should have hired you, omegas are more trouble than they’re worth” and that's what does it- all of a sudden he’s on the floor with a split lip and jimin is standing over him hissing “don’t you ever say something like that about our omega again”

they take you home and cuddle and coddle the everloving fuck out of you, giving you their clothes and helping you destress, later that night you’ve curled up on top of Seokjin, Basicly a human sandwich with him and Hoseok. talking it over with them. “I just wish- I didn’t have to stress- or worry, I feel like it’s consuming me- all this watching and self-regulating- making sure i’m pleasing everyone and it makes me so scared I'm paralyzed. I get so consumed with making the right choice that i can’t even make one.”

“what if you- nevermind” namjoon will start, sitting on the edge of the bed, he make eye contact with tae- sitting across the room in an armchair, legs spread, and namjoon knows he's thinking the same thing. “what if you didn't have to choose- left it up to us” you stiffen, but move your face around so that you can look at namjoon, you ask him what he means and he details it. tae jumping in,

“we know we can take care of you- can provide for you anything you’d ever need, and it hurts us to see you so stressed” that much is true, your distressed scent filling their nose until they can barely breathe let alone think of something else, hoseok’s hand on the back of your neck is possessive, but also comforting. “what if you, moved in, and let us make the choices for you, we promise you’ll never have to feel this way again”

and even though you’d been raised to think that kind of sentiment was harsh- you remember one of your omega parents saying “what kind of omega would let an alpha order them around- they’re a disgrace to omega kind and hurt the rest of the omega rights movement when they let alphas treat them like playthings” but what if thats what you want, to not have to worry, to not have to hold yourself up all of the time and let yourself freely lean on others- on them.

so yeah, you quit your job and move in to their apartment, and that's the start of it. i think discussions about her freedom kind of come after that- when she willingly gives up control to them, not really her autonomy- because they won't do anything that honestly puts her into distress, but they like it- it starts out in small ways, you struggling to figure out what to wear, and them picking it out for you.

when you wear your makeup too, asking them, “What do you like the most, I just wanna be pretty for you” and they think it's sweet how you always look for their approval- and honestly- it makes them purr with how much you want to please them, and they’re always quick to tell you what they think you should do- eventually transitioning into them choosing things for you because they know you want to be controlled in that way, want them to guide you.

#alpha bts yandere au #Anonymous

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noonaduck · 4 years

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Sexd (sex ed) pt. 11

Pairing: BTS OT7 x reader genre: Fluff,smut, angst, non idol Au Warnings: angst, thigh riding, blowjob, cursing Words: 8531 A/N: I want to thank everyone who has gone trough this journey with me. I have enjoyed a lot writing this series and I hope that you gain your answer with the final part. ps. it took me so long with getting this out that there still might be some huge errors if so please let me know :) Summary: Y/N is a woman who is inexperienced in anything when it comes to relationships and sex. Luckily her friend Jimin along with his six other friends decide to show her what she has been missing. 10. < 11. last part.

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You were barely able to sleep on previous night while hundreds of thoughts were spinning in your mind. You wouldn't have guessed in your wildest dreams that you would end up in a situation where you were now. Now laying in your room looking up to the ceiling you replay the memory from last night. Your friends had had a secret meeting about you and you didn't know how to feel. After you had hid in to Jin's bedroom you had waited holding your breath that would someone show up and expose that you had been secretly eavesdropping the conversation. Luck had been on your side for once and you were able to sneak out from Jin's room and hide in to yours without further drama. You had no idea how you would manage for the rest of the day, after all you wouldn't be leaving the villa before the evening arrives.

You played with an idea of calling a taxi and sneaking away without saying a word but you were quick to reject the idea. You weren't that scared and insecure teenager who ran away and hid when difficulties rose. You could remember your first love interest from when you were fourteen or if you could call it even that. It was a more of silly crush to be a honest, you were just a little nerd hiding behind your too large hoodies and round glasses covered by messy bangs. When you had left your hometown you had gone through a major makeover. You had changed the shapeless clothes in to more flattering ones, learned basic make up and cut your hair. You did all that for yourself, to be better and braver version of Y/N. Your start in the big city wasn't easy. At first you had worked on gas station and doing job as a waitress on the side before you landed a job in the local theater. You had always had a soft spot for arts, it didn't matter was it acting, dancing, music or something else creative, you thrived from artistic people. You as a person were still far from an artist, you couldn't draw even if your life depended on it, music notes looked like an alien language in your eyes and you had coordination abilities of five years old. You didn't let the lack of skill set to hold you back and picked of pieces of culture where ever you could.

Your mind returns back to present and you glance towards your phone laying next to you on your bed. You felt like your phone was a hot potato that would make your fingers burn if you even brushed it lightly. Jimin's text haunted in back of your mind and you haven't touched your phone after reading the words on the screen. Words… Suddenly you remember the unopened letter which was among the flowers. You get up from your bed like a spring and rush towards the closed bedroom door. You hesitate for a little when you hear voices coming from the living area but you are able to gather yourself together and pull the handle down. You see Taehyung and Jungkook deeply focused on some movie coming from the television and you decide to try to sneak past of them. Like you can ques that didn't work like you wanted, perhaps you had used all your luck earlier.

''Why are you sneaking?'' A familiar voice whispers to your ear and you freeze on your tracks right next to the couch where Taehyung and Jungkook were sitting.

''Shh! Get down.'' You hiss to Hoseok and pull him to hide behind of the furniture with you.

''You didn't answer my question, are you avoiding our Kookie and Tae here?'' Hoseok asks with low voice tilting his head curiously towards the duo.

''No, I'm not specially avoiding them, I tried to avoid everyone.'' You hiss back and you blush after you realize what you just did reveal to Hoseok.

''Oh, why is that?'' Hoseok asks raising his brows amused.

While you are panicking inside you haven't noticed the two heads appearing over the back of couch and looking at you curiously.

''Never mind, it is nothing honestly.'' You stutter when Hoseok leans closer to your face.

''Hmm, I think it got to be something, your face is heating quite badly.'' Hoseok teases and pokes your forehead.

You back away from Hoseok’s presence your face now even more redder if possible. While you stumble you look up and finally notice the grinning guys.

''Sup?'' Taehyung asks smirking alongside of Jungkook.

''Ho-how long you guys have been staring at us?'' You ask your eyes wide in horror.

''Enough to hear that you are hiding something, am I right Kook?''

''Yup.'' Jungkook smirks arrogantly.

''What's the noise is about?'' Yoongi complains and merges from his room. He seems have recently woken up, only wearing a loose t-shirt revealing his collarbones paired with a loose basketball-shorts and his hair looking like a messy bird’s nest.

''Y/N is keeping secrets from us.'' Taehyung pouts and Yoongi raises his brows amused.

''Is she now?'' Yoongi asks and walks to you squatting down to your level. ''Now tell me what are you hiding kitten?'' Yoongi asks taking gently hold of your chin so you can't avoid his eyes piercing through your soul.

You try to shake your head in denial but Yoongi's grip prevents you from doing so. You slightly note a patter of footsteps somewhere nearby but you are too focused to Yoongi to any more attention to it.

''Y/N, answer for him.'' Taehyung's lips brushes your ear and you shiver.

He must have moved next to you on the floor while you were occupied with Yoongi's eyes.

''Yeah, Y/N don't keep us waiting.'' You hear a husky whisper from Jungkook's lips who is still watching you from his spot on couch. The awkward atmosphere is turning quickly in to more heated one and you shiver slightly..

''Yoongi she said that she is trying to avoid all of us.'' Hoseok tells and isn’t definitely helping your situation.

It seems like whatever bickering they had earlier between of them has disappeared and they were working as one unit to make you break. Couldn't they have worked their problems little later? You mean you weren't even doing anything bad, just trying to sneak Jimin's note to your room where you could read it in peace without anyone noticing and getting upset. Now the situation was turning more difficult for you by the minute. Oh, how you wished that Jin would magically appear and save you from the mess but now you were sure that you had ran out of your luck completely.

''I think that a cat got her tongue.'' Taehyung sighs after your too long pause. ''Be a good girl and show your tongue to us that I can see it is still there.'' Your eyes widens even more if possible and you glance Taehyung with horrified side eye.

''Well, what are you waiting for kitten, show him that pretty tongue of yours.'' Yoongi tells and finally lets go of your chin.

Everyone is waiting impatiently you to obey and you turn slightly towards Taehyung opening your lips slowly. Only the tip of your wet tongue peeks out from your lips but that is all Taehyung needs, he takes your tongue between his thumb and index finger and tugs it to get it more in to view. Rest of the group stares you and Taehyung with heated eyes and you can hear even someone to moan quietly.

''Yep, it is still there, no cats have been around.'' Taehyung grins happily.

You suppress your urge to roll your eyes for Taehyung's silly words. A loud cough from a doorway interrupts you and Taehyung lets go of your tongue in surprise. Namjoon in standing by the doorway his hands folded on his chest and he is looking the scene in front of him his brows arched.

''I never knew that you would be in to gangbang.'' He chuckles lowly.

''What? No!'' You panic and glance the men around you.

''what you mean no? After all you were earlier up to threesome.'' Namjoon keeps going and you notice how Yoongi and Hoseok freezes simultaneously.

''What the fuck is wrong with you?'' Yoongi hisses and gets up from the floor.

''Nothing. I just stated a fact.'' Namjoon rolls his eyes.

''There you go and act all high and mighty even when we know that you are whipped like rest of us.'' You haven't ever seen Hoseok so angry, all the sunshine is gone and a storm is taking over his features.

''Yeah, and if I remember correctly you were the one last night who wanted us to play fairly and not make Y/N feel guilty.'' Taehyung peeps in.

You fish you were anywhere else than here, the guys were talking like you weren’t at present. ''That's it, I can't take this anymore!'' You yell and get up from the floor. ''I never wanted to ruin your relationships with each other. I even tried to believe that I could be friends with you guys even after gaining several confession, but it seems that I was wrong.''

''Y/N look I'm sor-'' Namjoon begins feeling regret but you stop him with a harsh glare.

''Save it, I know now why Jin wanted me to hurry with my decision, you guys are impossible to handle right now. I will go to my room, pack my bag and call a taxi. When I'm coming out from that room again I hope that any of you isn't in sight.'' With that being said you march to your room and slam the door shut after you leaving a bunch of guilty looking guys behind.

You are in middle of throwing your clothes in to your bag when you hear a careful knock from your door.

''what!''' You yell angrily and Jin peeks in.

''Hi, do you mind if I come in. I hear that you won't see any other of the guys but I thought that you would at least see me.'' Jin smiles carefully.

''Oh, it's just you. Of course you can come in, in fact I think you are the only one I can stand right now.'' You tell with a sigh and pull your fingers through your hair.

Jin steps in and closes the door after him, he walks to your bed and sit on the edge next to your luggage. ''I was thinking that I could give you a ride back to the town so you don't have take a taxi. I mean if you are truly leaving.''

''I'm, I need space after everything that I have been through and I would be a grateful for a ride if you truly mean it.'' You stop your packing and flash a grateful smile towards Jin.

''Well before you go I want to give you something.'' Jin reaches to his pocket and pulls out the envelope that has caused your last mess. ''I swear I haven't read it.'' Jin assures you and hands the letter to you.

''I didn't even think that you would.'' You assure and turn the letter around tearing it open with impatient fingers.

Jin follows in silence when your eyes slides over the words.

Dear Y/N,

I'm sincerely asking you forgive me after all I have said to you. I know that this small token of mine won't be even near enough to make you forgive me but I thought that I have start from somewhere. I'm not really good with words but I'm going to try. I was a total dick who wasn't at first aware of my feelings towards you. I always took you as a granted, you are my little town girl who I am proud to call as my friend ( at least I hope that we are still friends). When I noticed that my friends took liking of you it made me pissed, why they would like you? You were my friend at first place! I thought like a fool that if I made you feel bad about getting close with my friends you would take distance of them and focus only at me again. Only at the moment when I saw you running away in tears I realized that I loved you. I say it again, I love you Y/N so much it hurts and I can't lose you even if you only accept me as a friend. If you are ready to forgive me please come tomorrow evening around the sunset to the cliff nearby Taehyung's grandparents house (I'm sure that Jungkook and Taehyung knows which place I mean if you ask them) I will be waiting for you.

Yours truly,

The fool, Park Jimin.

You are barely able to figure all the words in the small card but after you have gone trough of them twice you are stunned. Your fight with Jimin feels like a distant memory even though that much time hasn't passed.

''Well what does it say?'' Jin asks after he can't take your silence anymore. Wordlessly you hand the paper back to him. ''So what you want to do?'' Jin asks after reading the note and putting the letter down on your bed.

''I think, I think that I should meet him. I miss him a lot.'' You admit sniffing. All the events of the past few days is taking toll of you and soon you find yourself crying freely in Jin's lap.

''Shh, it is going to be okay. Everything is alright.'' Jin kisses top of your head whispering sweet nothings to your ear and swaying you gently on his lap.

You two sit in silence for a long time only noise disturbing the space being your quiet sobbing. After you have felt like all your tears have dried down you finally look up back to Jin who is smiling gently.

''Better?'' He asks and you nod answering to his smile with your own.

''Thank you, I really needed to let it all out.'' You tell with raspy voice, you clear your throat and continue. ''I think that I have to use Jungkook's tactics now, there is no chance that I'm able to go to work if I will wait for Jimin.''

Jin chuckles lightly to that and you grin as well. ''So what do you wanna do with others? Are you trying to talk with them again?''

''Oh right, I forgot.'' At least I wanted to for now...

''I can keep them out of your way till your meeting with Jimin arrives.'' Jin suggests.

''How are you going to do that?'' You ask curiously.

''I think that the upstairs need thorough cleaning, its least what we can do repaying Taehyung's grandparents.'' Jin winks.

Jin is keeping his word and you can hear even in to your room’s closed door, how he demands your friends attention..

''Guys we are going to clean the upstairs!'' He states voice full of cheerfulness. He is being extremely loud on purpose so that you can hear him speaking.

''Are you fucking serious, why we would do that?'' Jungkook complains loudly. ''I get that we need to clean mess we made but when you talk about cleaning you mean a whole different thing.

''I'm busy.'' You hear Yoongi to add in his protest.

''Being a sleep on couch doesn't mean that you are busy.'' Jin tells being sassy. You can imagine him rolling his eyes to Yoongi. ''Now get your butts up and visit the cleaning closet and after that march to the upstairs.''

After that you tune out the whines and complaints but from the amount of noises and cursing they are obeying him regardless. Soon you hear distant sound of thumbing bass and you relax. You hope that Jin is able to keep them busy until the evening.

You pace back and forth in your room feeling impatient. You had tried to read a book to take your mind elsewhere but you had find yourself reading a same page over and over again.

You even went through social media but there isn't anything to peak your interest. The arms of the clock feels like they are mocking you and going extremely slow.. Finally the sun is setting and turning the sky into different shades of pink and orange. You look peek out from your bedroom doorway and sigh in relief after you see no one in sight.

''Why you want me to dust all these books, can’t we skip that?'' You hear Taehyung whining loudly over the music playing on background noise of their cleaning.

''Have you ever helped your grandparents with cleaning? You should be grateful, they borrowed their home to us and even filled the fridge to the prim.'' Jin screams back.

You chuckle lightly to their yelling competition and head to the front door. You put your sneakers and jacket on and make sure that your phone is in your pocket. When you are sure that you have everything you take a step outside. You are glad that Jungkook had told you about the cliff yesterday or you should have been forced to go through with awkward conversation either with him or Taehyung for directions. You head for the now familiar path and instead turning towards the small pond you take the other option. You don't have to walk for a long until the trees steps aside revealing the cliff. You find Jimin standing alone looking over the cliff in his thoughts.. He hasn't come without gifts to ask your forgiveness. On the ground is large fluffy looking blanket covered with pillows and next to it is resting a large picnic basket. The whole cliff is covered with small red candles that are forming a big heart around the nest that Jimin had built. You stare the view in silence without knowing what to say. You aren't sure is the whole scenery more breathtaking or is Jimin the one who is taking your breath away. You are only seeing his backside his face towards the view. Jimin is wearing a black leather jacket hugging his figure and pair of washed jeans.

''Jimin.'' You call softly but he is able to hear your voice and he spins around quickly. Now you are sure of it, Jimin is the one who is making it hard to breath for you. Underneath his jacket is white shirt with small cuts exposing his skin here and there in tasteful manner, his hair is slicked backwards with gel and a lonely silver chain is hanging from his ear.

''Y/N you came.'' Jimin sighs in relief and hurries to you. He takes your hands in to his but then he remembers that you are mad at him and tries to pull away but you end up stopping him and squeezing his hands tightly in to yours.

''I would be the fool if I wouldn't have came, I mean look at all this!'' You tell amazed.

Jimin smirks lightly to your reference to his letter but then his face turns more serious.

''I'm truly sorry about all the things I said. You aren't any of those thing I said you were. You are kind and funny and beautiful and...'' Jimin stutters and you stop him with shaking your head lightly.

''You are thinking too highly of me.'' You tell blushing.

''Nonsense! You are amazing.’’ Jimin pauses. ’’Uh, do you want to go to sit down, I mean I kind of went through lot of trouble and would hate to see it all go to waste.'' He smirks awkwardly.

''Of course!'' You tell excitedly and follow Jimin to the picnic still holding his hand in yours. You feel like there is more words left to clear things completely between you and him but you are ready to get there slowly. The most important thing was that you were here with Jimin and you were making the effort to make things right.

Jimin watches when you get yourself comfortable and then reaches for the picnic basket. He pulls out sandwiches wrapped in tight cling film followed by two glasses and bottle of sparkling wine, bowl of strawberries dipped in chocolate, grapes and delicious looking chocolate chip cookies.

''I hope that everything fits you my lady.'' Jimin smirks and struggles with the wine bottle opener. You chuckle lightly to Jimin's focused face and he grins happily back when the gap bops open.

''Look at all of this, it's way too much!''

''Nothing is too good for you Y/N, specially after everything I had done.'' Jimin's tone turns rather serious when he pours the drink into your class and hands it to you carefully.

''Jimin...'' You start but it's Jimin’s turn to silence you.

''Please just let me speak and explain myself some more. I feel like if I don't do it right now I might lose my courage.'' Jimin's voice turns rather nervous and all the earlier confidence seems to slip away. You nod slightly and take a sip from your drink the bubbles tickling your mouth slightly. Jimin smiles gratefully and his eyes fill with determination.

''When I was in high school I dated a girl named Hannah. She was my best friend alongside of Jungkook and Taehyung. All the times I didn't spend with the guys I spend with her. She was my first in everything, my first crush, my first kiss and eh... you know first partner in bed. I just felt complete with her and thought that I would spend rest of my life with her. I know that High school romances are little bit cliche but that is how I felt. We had dated almost two years when first signs of her not being okay appeared. She was a part of girls soccer team but suddenly she had difficulties to breath after little bit running or climbing up stairs. She was quick to brush my worries of and even made me laugh about them. Then came loud coughing and she finally agreed to meet a doctor. I was truly hopeful after a doctor had said that she might be suffering from an asthma but her symptoms turned worse. She started coughing blood and she was taken in to more thorough tests.'' Jimin takes a shaky breath and continues. ''They found a tumor in her lungs and told that it had already send metastasis in other parts of her body. Her parents pulled her from school and decided to home school her instead. I was there in every free moment I could and Taehyung and Jungkook was there supporting us. She get more skinnier, refused to eat and her fever was more often present than not. Doctors decided to put Hannah under chemotherapy and I was there watching how life was leaving her, her hair was falling, her skin got thinner and her body weaker. Soon she was in so bad state that she had to stay at the hospital.'' Jimin is now crying freely but he keeps going with his story. Only thing that you could do for him was listen in silence and squeeze his hand in yours. ''Doctors even went through one surgery to remove some parts of the tumor but sadly it didn't change the things in better. In cold day of October I got a call that she wouldn't live for a long. I rushed to spend her last moments with her and I was able to hold her hand when she took her final breath and passed away. She was smiling when I was holding her hand and her parents standing on the other side of the bed.''

''I'm truly sorry that you had to go through something like that.'' You tell your eyes leaking. '' I don't even know what to say.'' You feel useless while looking Jimin's broken form.

''Thank you, but my story isn't quite over yet.'' Jimin smiles sadly and reaches to put a escaped lock of hair behind your ear. The small brush of his fingers makes you shiver.

''I didn't go to her funeral and that is the one thing that I regret the most in my life. I shut down after Hannah was gone, I didn't eat or sleep and it was my turn to go to hospital after weeks of hunger and exhaustion. I'm in dept for Taehyung and Jungkook being there for me on my journey of getting better. When I was able to get somewhat back on my feet I had made my mind, I wouldn't ever love again. There was no one for me after Hannah. Hannah had written a letter for me before she had died but I wasn't able to open it until we had our fight. After reading her words I felt like I was allowed to love again'' Jimin ends his story voice full of desperation. '' Tell me it's not too late for us.'' He begs and caressing your cheek with his thumb.

''I, I don't know what to say. I mean of course I don't want to lose you! But there has been so much going on and....''

''It's okay, you don't have to answer right now. I know that what I just told is lot to take in one bite. I will wait for your answer.'' Jimin's eyes are glistening with hope and excitement ''To be honest I was scared to death that you would reject me from straight hand and that you would cut all of your ties with me but you being here now makes me so happy.'' Everything happens so fast so you don't have time to react when Jimin leans in for a kiss.

You have lost count how many times you have dreamed about this moment way before the whole "let's teach Y/N about sex thing" and you react by instinct answering his kiss. Jimin's lips against you feels like on the day of Taehyung's party but at the same time it feels like a whole new experience. Your first kiss with Jimin was indeed awesome, you can't lie, but it lacked emotion. Now your lips locked you could feel everything, hunger, desperation and other emotions that Jimin had held back. Somehow you have ended up sitting Jimin's lap, you weren't sure which one of you moved first but it didn’t even matter. All you could sense around you was him, his scent, his velvet lips against yours and his body against yours moving in sync.

You return to the house holding hands and both smiling from ear to ear. Jimin is carrying the picnic basket in his free hand swinging it like it weighs nothing. When you asked could you help him with carrying the stuff he had bought he had brushed you of and said that happiness made him stronger. You had just shaken your head in amusement and dropped the subject. When you finally leave the forest and step into the backyard you look the house confused.

''That's odd, all the lights are off.'' You say worried.

''Yeah, I thought they would at least wait for us, I mean you, after all they came with you. Let's see if the cars still here.'' Jimin answers and leads you to the front side of the house and indeed Jin's Volvo and Namjoon's sleek black car were missing.

''Are you serious? All my stuff is inside and I have to go to work tomorrow'' You groan in disbelief.

''Don't worry I know where the spare key is, still I cant believe the guys...'' Jimin mumbles and you follow him by the porch.

Maybe the guys were getting tired of you and this was their way to tell you? You hated how insecure you felt but you couldn't disagree with your inner voice. After all you didn't give any of them answers about your feelings. But what about Jin? He didn't seem to be crushing after you? Maybe he was also tired of you being around and causing chaos in his friend group. You were almost in full panic mode all your happiness from earlier gone when Jimin's happy cheer pulls you out from your head.

''I found it!'' Jimin dangles a single silver key in front of your face.

You sigh in relief when Jimin turns to open the front door. You step in with him and there is no sight of rest of your friend group. Jimin turns the light switch on and then you see a note taped on the wall opposite of the front door.

Hey guys, we all had suddenly some urgent errands to do so we couldn't wait for you. Y/N your stuff is still in your room. make your time count.

Jin + five dwarfs ;)

''Huh, that seems fishy.'' Jimin says confused and rubs his ear.

''Indeed, it is hard to believe that all of them had suddenly urgent plans when they didn’t seem to be in hurry earlier.'' You agree with him.

''So what you wanna do?'' Jimin asks and puts the basket on the floor.

''I don't know. I think that mature thing to do is pick my stuff from the bedroom and start driving back to home. Wait, Jimin how did you get here?''

''Uh, I took a taxi.'' Jimin smiles awkwardly.

''Oh my god, it takes at least and hour one to get here and another to be back in the city.'' You groan and suddenly another unsettling thought comes in to your mind. ''I forgot to call my work that I can't make it tomorrow.'' You feel desperate, how things are going so suddenly so wrong after everything had worked out with Jimin?

''Oh shit, I didn’t call the theater either. I guess we both are in trouble.'' Jimin smirks awkwardly and you really want to say something not so ladylike about his carefree attitude but you decide to ignore it. Jimin's seems to notice your bitter look and hurries to pat his pockets. ''I will go to call the taxi.'' He tells hurriedly and slips away from the scene.

You sigh and head to the room which has been yours for a couple of few days. Your luggage is laying on the top of your bed and all your items are already inside. You bet that this detail is thanks to Jin being helpful.

''So I called a taxi.'' Jimin tells from the doorway and steps in to the room.

''Hmm? That's good.'' You mumble lost in your thoughts.

''I used to always pick this room too.''

''What?'' You ask confused and turn to look at Jimin who is closer to you than you thought..

''When we were younger and we're spending our weekends here with Tae and Kookie I always slept in this room.'' jimin explains grinning happily. He seems to be in extremely good mood after you made up.

''Oh, that's nice.'' You don't know what else to say when Jimin's breath tickles your face.

He is so close to you at this point that you could count his eyelashes if you wanted to.

''Mm'h. You have something on your face.'' He tells.

''What, where?''

''Here.'' He says and presses his lips against yours. It seems that Jimin can't have enough of you now when he has finally allowed himself to feel.

You really can't complain. Your hands find their way in to to Jimin's hair and you tuck his neck hair gently causing him to shiver. Jimin's lips moves against yours telling a story that you are eager to follow. You slide your tongue gently along his lips and Jimin lets a small puff of air out between his lips. You bite Jimin's plumb lower lip and he moans. You shudder, the sound is going through your body and settling in to your belly. You part panting and look each other in to eyes. Jimin's eyes are swirling with untamed hunger and you are sure that your eyes are reflecting the same emotion.

''We have still time.''

'' Time for what?'' You seem to be really lost with Jimin's words today.

''Before the taxi arrives.'' Jimin grins and you realise what he meant.

''Oh.'' You sigh realization.

You weren’t even able to dream in the same morning that you could want Park Jimin ever again but here you were, your hands on his neck and your bodies pressed against each other. You can feel the electricity between two of you and everything goes in to motion. Jimin pushes your luggage on the ground and pulls you sit on his lap your face facing his and your legs parted open in both sides of his thighs. Your lips finds each other again and Jimin's hands start to roam all over your body with fever. He wants to feel all of you at once and he isn't sure where he wants put his hands. He slides his hands over your shoulders, to your back and finally stops at your rear.

When he squeezes your butt you moan in to the kiss closing your eyes. Your hands finds Jimin's neck again and you pull him even tighter against your body if it's even possible. You are able to feel his hardening member against your clothed womanhood and by sudden boldness you grin against it causing Jimin to stop kissing you and groan.

''You are going to be death of me.'' Jimin whines and you smirk proudly. You were happy that your sex education has given you a confidence that you never could even imagine before.

''Have you-'' Jimin gulps when you grind against his clothed member even harder.

''Have I what?'' You tease.

''Have you ever ridden anyone's thigh before?'' Jimin asks with raspy voice. His question gets you out of guard and you stop your torturing motions.

''I'm not sure what you mean.'' You admit awkwardly and Jimin's face brightens.

''So I could be you first in that experience, okay wow. So basically you umm, put your legs on both of sides of one of my thighs and grind against it.'' Jimin explains and you are quick to follow his instructions eager to feel pleasure.

You put your hands hesitantly to Jimin's shoulder for support and begun to make the same grinding motion which you had made earlier against his clothed member.

''I don't see how this is supposed to feel go- Fuck! Jimin!'' You can't end your sentence when Jimin's hands finds your hips and pushes you extremely hard against his thigh. You can feel the friction against your clit and you shudder. Jimin grins satisfied and flexes his thigh muscles along your speed. You have to close your eyes when the sensations takes over your body. You feel the familiar knot tightening and your panties soaking with your juices.

''That's it baby. Make yourself come undone only with my thigh.'' Jimin pants hard like he was actually the one gaining the pleasure.

If someone asked him he would say that he could get of only by looking at your tightly closed eyes and parted lips that were giving out small noises of pleasure. You begin to near your high and feel how your inner muscles spasms waiting you to get your high. Jimin senses the change as well, your breathing is getting more rapid and you are squeezing his shoulders so hard that the imprints of your nails is going to stay there for a while. All it takes is Jimin squeezing your hips so tight that they are going to leave some bruises there. Extremely well timed flex of his muscle underneath of you makes you finally to snap. You moan loudly and shake on Jimin's lap almost collapsing on top of him. You never knew that something like riding a someone's thigh would tip you over the edge. When you come down your high Jimin is lazily drawing patterns to your lower back with his fingers. You sift and only then you notice that you have soaked through your pants and made a quite mess on Jimin's pants. Your face turn bright red like traffic light and Jimin chuckles.

''Don't worry about it.'' Jimin tells reading your mind and kisses top of your head gently. The gesture is quite innocent one compared to what you just did. Jimin coughs awkwardly when you keep staring at down to his thigh cover in your mess and you finally look back at him.

''Do you think that, perhaps you could go some more.''Jimin sifts underneath you feeling uncomfortable and your attention returns to his still hard member.

You nod slightly and get of his lap instead kneeling in front of him. Jimin looks at you surprised but you grin sheepishly reaching for his belt. ''I didn't meat that you have to suck me of.'' Jimin says awkwardly ''There is other things that we coul- Okay never mind!'' Jimin's voice rises in the end of his sentence when your mouth finds his still clothed dick and you move your mouth on top of the denim.

You gain more confidence and return to continuing to open his belt. You feel impatient and that's why you are little clumsy while taking the belt out of it loops making the time used to it more longer that you wanted. When you are finally able to free Jimin's hard dick from its prison you smile in victory. His member isn't longest among the men you have seen so far but his shaft is absolutely the thickest one. Jimin's dick stands proudly in front of you begging your attention. You part your lips and your wet muscle peek out ready to taste the treat in front of it. You finally lean closer and lick the tip gently. Jimin falls backwards on the bed his hands now supporting his weight. You continue with your small kitten licks along his shaft, slowly up and down and back up again.

''Please Y/N don't tease.'' Jimin whines and you feel yourself getting even wetter. Who could have thought that you would have Jimin begging underneath of you. In one moment he is the one making you grind against your thigh and in another he is submitting to you. You stop your movements completely and Jimin groans displeased.

''Beg for it.'' You demand and Jimin look at you in shock.

''What?'' Jimin blurs confused.

''I said that beg me to relieve you, baby boy.'' You add the pet name in impulse and you can see his dick visibly twitch in front of you.

''Please! I need to feel your lips against me.'' Jimin obeys with desperation and you glee with satisfaction.

''Only because you asked so nicely.'' You gave in and quickly part your lips taking him between your lips.

Jimin sighs in relief when you begun to bop his member slowly in and out of your mouth. You grace his shaft slightly with your teeth and you feel the taste of his precum on your tongue. He tastes salty but you gulp down like you are tasting the sweetest nectar. Jimin Groans when your throat tightens around his member and squeeze it like a wine. You had had little difficulties earlier while giving a blowjob but because Jimin is shorter that your earlier encounters you feel him slipping deeper in your throat rather easily. You swallow again around his member and Jimin buckles against your mouth making you gag. You pull away from his dick and look him unhappily. Jimin is biting his lip hard his eyes closed and he is barely holding himself up but when he feels you stopping in middle of his pleasure he forces his eyes slowly open.

''I'm sorry.'' He hurries to say. ''Please don't stop.''

''Tsk Tsk, only good boys can come Jiminnie and good boys can keep still.'' You don't know where your confidence is coming but you are fucking loving it.

''I'm a good boy.'' Jimin hurries to assure you and small smirk rises to your lips.

''I'm not sure about that. Hmm, how about I give you a hand job instead. You don't seem to be ready to feel my mouth against you yet.''

''Please, just do anything make me come.'' Jimin straightens in his position and begs you with his eyes.

Instead of answering your hand curls around his shaft and you spit on top of his member to move along it more easily. Instantly Jimin’s head lulls backwards and wanton moan leaves from his lips. You move your fist up and down on his member and squeeze tightly on his base while your free hand moves to fondle his balls. Jimin’s panting is getting louder and you can feel how his legs shakes in front of you. You pinch the tip of his member and Jimin comes finally undone with his hips buckling up and his hot seed making a mess. You don’t wait Jimin to recover and instead hurry to the bathroom to pick up a wet towel.

You help each other to clean yourself. You pull quickly your soaked pants and and panties away and change in to fresh pair but Jimin has to be satisfied just to wipe himself clean and tying his jacket to his waist to cover the mess of his pants. You have just finished changing when Jimin gets the call that the taxi has arrived. You get in the backseat of the car holding each other hands while you both are red faced while the taxi driver is oblivious about what has occured between you just seconds ago before he came to pick you up. ~ You haven’t ever skipped work if the time when you had ran out after fighting with Jimin didn’t count. Last night the taxi had dropped you at first to your apartment even though Jimin would have wanted to come inside with you. You had told him that you need time to sort your feelings out specially after what you had done previously with him. You were grateful that jimin had accepted your reasoning and you were able to go through your mind in peace. You couldn’t understand how Jungkook was so quilt free and skipping his work all the time when you were close to breaking. Sometimes you had to make hard choices and you had made one that could cause you lose your job. you weren’t surprised at all when you received a angry phone call from your boss demanding for a reason that you were away. Luckily you were able to save yourself because your boss saw you as a reliable worker and it was your first mistake while working at theatre. You sighed in relief when you survived with warning and texted jimin to tell the good news only to hear that he had gained an angry call as well. Luckily the theater didn’t want to fire their maid lead in most popular act at the moment and he was able to survive with warning as well. Surely there would had been an option to both of you to pull through of the work day despite the lack of sleep but you had given permission to yourself to rest after the emotional rollercoaster you had been through. At the same evening you were sitting on your bed your phone in your hands and your nerves going wild. You had made your decision after going through your mind and feelings for countless times all of it what was left to tell your choice for the gang. You were pacing nervously back and forth in Jin’s livingroom after you had asked him that you could use his home at meeting point. Jin’s livingroom was spacious, two big windows were heading to the east and in front of it was a comfortable grey couch full of plushy pillows. On the right side of the couch was a matching loveseat and on the right was empty armchair. The floor was made of light brown wood and big light pink carpet was covering almost the whole space. Jin’s big flat screen TV was on opposite wall of couch and blushies from Super mario were sitting neatly on the sides of it. Jin was quietly watching your pacing from his seat while you were collecting your nerves. ‘’Do you think that everyone will hate me after tonight?’’ You ask for a hundredth time in the same hour and Jimin lets a deep sigh escape from his lips. ‘’I don’t think the guys could ever hate you at least I know that I couldn’t.’’ Jin tells from his spot. ‘’But what if��’’ ‘’Y/N relax, I’m sure that things will sort out.’’ Jin stops your pacing taking a gentle hold of your wrist while you walk past of him once again. You stop and Jin pulls you to sit next to him to keep you calm. You aren’t able to relax for a long time when you hear a doorbell ring. Your whole body freezes and Jin looks you with pity. ‘’Do you want that I go open the door?’’ ‘’Yes, please.’’ You tell quietly. Yoongi is first to arrive and he smiles you softly when he sees you curled in couch. ‘’Hi.’’ ‘’Hi.’’ You greet him back. ‘’How are you feeling?’’ Yoongi asks carefully and sits on free arm chair keeping his distance which makes you feel grateful. ‘’Nervous.’’ You admit. Before you can continue your conversation any longer Jin returns to the living room followed by Namjoon and Taehyung. They both carried mixed emotions when they finally saw you and sat on the love seat near the couch. ‘’Hi Y/N, I’m sorry about what happened on Sunday we were all acting like bunch of dicks I mean I was acting like a dick.’’ Namjoon opens his mouth changing his position on his seat nervously. ‘’Yeah I can agree to that, we were idiots.’’ Taehyung agrees next to his older looking guilty. ‘’yeah.’’ Yoongi also mumbles in agreement. ‘’Well, uh I have to admit that we all were kind of idiots. You guys while pressuring me and I when I didn’t reject or accept anyone clearly.’’ You fidget your fingers nervously and look to your lap avoiding everyone’s eyes. Jin is able to sit on his seat only for a second when he has to go open the door once again this time rest of the gang is following him. Jimin looks the most nervous of them all after everyone has taken their seats and Jin has returned to your side. The room is so quiet and full of nerves that you could hear a pin to drop on the ground. Jin squeezes your hand to signal to go on and you take a deep breath. “There has been lot of tension between of us lately ever since the whole date Y/N thing begun. I’m grateful that you guys decided to show me how it feels like when someone cares about you and is there for you. I also can’t ignore the intimate aspects that I experienced with you guys and I’m grateful that you were so patient and understanding with me when I didn’t know what I was doing.’’ ‘’Hey, all of us has been virgins at some point.’’ Jungkook interrupts you and you smile grateful to his remark. ‘’Indeed.’’ You look awkwardly to smirking Jungkook and Jimin punches Jungkook’s arm lightly to keep him quiet. “Well anyway you guys aren’t here to analyze my sex life here with me even though I finally have one thanks to your guys.’’ You get light chuckles for an answer this time and you can’t help yourself but to join as well. You look through all the men who you have come to known in different ways along the journey of your sex education and you feel the warmth to leak in your chest. ‘’Jimin you were the one who made the gears go in to the motion. You are the first guy who made me feel strong feelings and safety.’’ You continue while looking the male straight into his eyes who remains listening you quietly. ‘’Jungkook you were my first teacher and you taught me how to make out and you were my first date partner ever.’’ Jungkook grins to you when he listens to your words and you smile back at him. ‘’Taehyung you took me to the aquarium and i saw new sides of you, your passion towards the ocean and how behind all of that goofiness can be a serious and caring man.’’ Taehyung smirks. ‘’I made you came under the sea.’’ ‘’Tae!’’ You hear others around him to groan and he chuckles lightly to his own joke. You decide to ignore him and continue. ‘’Hoseok you took care of my mothers car and maybe also me on the side.’’ ‘’I thought it was other way around when I walked in and-’’ ‘’Shut up Yoongi, don’t ruin this from me.’’ Hoseok glares at his friend with anger but soon his stare turns in to satisfied grin. You seem to have accept that the guys can’t stay quiet during this part of your speech and you continue with sigh. ‘’Yoongi you made me love myself and my body and not to be ashamed of myself.’’ ‘’I tried my best.’’ Yoongi smirks. ‘’Joon you were there for me when I was feeling extremely sour and made me forget my worries. ‘’Yeah after that stunt Jimin pulled.’’ Namjoon mumbles and glares man in question angrily. ‘’Hey we made up so calm down.’’ Jimin defends himself. ‘’Yes we did so I would be grateful that you guys wouldn’t carry a grudge towards him because of me.’’ You look Namjoon strictly into his eyes and his eyes soften ‘’I will try my best.’’ He gives in and you smile gratefully to him. ‘’And even you Jin taught me lot of things about myself and people around me when I wasn’t sure which steps were the right ones for me.’’ You look the man sitting next to you and it's your turn to squeeze his hand.’’ ‘’Well Im lot more than just a pretty face.’’Jin sighs dramatically. ‘’I know.’’ You agree even though his vanity makes you slightly gringe inside. ‘’I wanted to tell all these thing for you because after I have told my decision I don’t want that you blame yourself or each other from what I’m about tell you next.’’ You feel how the nerves goes wild and you tighten your hold of Jin’s hand making him whine lightly, but you don’t even notice. You feel the impatien stares in you face and look at your lap. ‘’I have decided to date…’’ You mumble the end so quietly that even Jin isn’t able to hear what you say. ‘’I’m sorry but can you say it again.’’ Hoseok is brave enough to ask and you take a deep breath and look up your lap this time repeating your answer more clearly. You repeat your answer even though you know that everyone won’t be happy but you have to be honest to yourself, after all it was your answer.

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