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xoxiu · 11 months

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my house of stone, your ivy grows - yoongi x reader

chapter one table of contents masterlist

summary: yoongi carried himself with a sense of pride within himself and his belongings. he worked hard to get to where he was- ethically or not, it made him the man he is today. his latest toy, a young college girl from america, will become his magnum opus. he just needs to work out the kinks.

tags/warnings: mafia au, kidnapping, daddy dom!yoongi, smut, autistic!reader, spanking, stockholm syndrome, little!jimin, vminhope, drug mention, namjin, fluff, domestic discipline, age gap

The library was unusually quiet for how busy it was as Kiwo sat in her unofficial designated spot by the tall glass windows. Every day she would sit there, basking in the sun and trying to find some sort of motivation to study or work on assignments. She had chosen her Philosophy major in hopes it would be easy, but those hopes were quickly crushed by the realization that she was required to take Korean lessons. While she was familiar with the language, she still struggled to grasp the proper grammar and structure. She would constantly be thankful that all her classes were in English but felt isolated from her classmates and fellow students due to the language barrier.

She could almost hear her mother's voice in her head, scolding her for choosing a school out of the country. Kiwo winced as the sharp words re-entered her mind.

Meanwhile, Jeon Jungkook was sitting a small way away from Kiwo, video chatting with his friend and fellow mafia member Min Yoongi. The two were people watching through Jungkook's back camera on his phone, making up some sort of weird scenario and inferences about the people around them. It was just a way to waste time and have a little fun.

"I bet he cries at the smallest of difficulties," Yoongi remarked, referring to a young man with his head on his laptop keyboard in frustration.

"Oh, definitely," said Jungkook, "He might be doing just that right now."

"Willing to guess he would beat his girlfriend, too."

"Hyung-" Jungkook's sentence was cut off with a laugh, drawing some attention towards him from his nearby peers. He quickly coughed to cover up his lausaidghter, and returned his attention to his phone.

"Wait, pan back to the left again," Yoongi told Jungkook. Jungkook turned his phone slightly left and waited until Yoongi spoke up with what he wanted to see.

"Her. Wow," Yoongi softly breathed out. Just a table away sat Kiwo, who was still watching the birds and cars passing by outside. Yoongi had gotten a glimpse of her face when she had turned at the commotion Jungkook made and instantly became intrigued with the young girl.

"She's just, wow. She can't hear me, right?" Jungkook lightly tapped his earbud, indicating that he was the only one that could hear Yoongi. Yoongi nodded in affirmation and continued to watch the girl. He noted how the sunlight made her brown hair a softer caramel color, and how her pale skin almost sparkled. Her cute puppy eyes made her almost seem like a real-life doll.

"She definitely has on OnlyFans, hyung," Jungkook said, "I mean, most American girls do."

"If she does, I would subscribe to it," Yoongi only half-joked, "But she seems too classy to have one."

The two were silent, watching Kiwo from the phone screen. After a few minutes, she made eye contact with the camera, and Jungkook made frantic typing gestures with his fingers to not look suspicious. Her gaze eventually went towards her computer screen, but Jungkook still put his phone down, leaving Yoongi with a black screen.

"...Do you have a tracker?" Yoongi timidly asked. He knew the chances of Jungkook having an AirTag on him were slim, but Yoongi held hope that he could somehow come into contact with the mystery girl. Jungkook thought for a minute, before realizing what Yoongi was implying.

"Hyung, we can't just tag her just because you think she's cute," Jungkook jokingly scolded his elder. "Besides, how would I even do that? Just go up to her and be like 'hey, want this AirTag?'"

Yoongi shook his head, not bothering to reply to Jungkook. He knew it was a long shot, but it has just been way too long since his last relationship. He was starving for love and was willing to do anything to get it.

Eventually, Jungkook sighed, indicating he was giving up to his hyung. "I can put mine on her," he said. They all had personal trackers on their person, allowing any of the members to see their exact location in case of an emergency. Before Yoongi could respond, Jungkook hung up the call.

He stood up and removed the AirTag from its band on his arm. While sliding it up his sleeve, he walked by Kiwo's table. He stood to the left of her, pretending to just be looking outside. Jungkook looked over at her opened bag hanging on the chair behind her, and stealthily hid the AirTag in one of the inside pockets before walking away.

Yoongi sat at his computer, staring at the location Jungkook's AirTag was at and waiting for it to move. He couldn't stop thinking about the girl, and how sweet and innocent she looked. Closing his eyes, he desperately tried to remember her face. He soon realized that the memory of what she looked like was fading, and grew upset and anxious. He wanted to see her again badly.

With his eyes still closed, he started to picture what their life together would be like. How she would take care of him after long days out working. Making him and the rest of Bangtan food and making sure they are also well-fed. He smiled at the thought and soon opened his eyes. The location had moved ever so slightly, and Yoongi zoomed in to follow the route the girl was taking. She was quickly navigating the college campus eastward. As he walked, Yoongi quickly realized she was heading toward university dormitories. She must have been rather young, perhaps a first-year student, to be living in a dorm.

Kiwo eventually made her way to the international student dormitory.

Kiwo dropped her backpack with a heavy sigh as soon as she entered her room. Her roommate, Jasmine, sat at her desk as she read one of her various textbooks. She looked over at Kiwo as she entered.

"Long day?" Jasmine asked, putting away her book.

"Is it that obvious?" Kiwo asked, plopping down into her bed face down. She felt exhausted after the tedious walk uphill and thinking about the overwhelming dread of her classes. She rolled over in her bed to check her phone and grew sad when she saw there were no notifications.

Her friends back home rarely kept up with her after high school. She would message them first to only get left on read. It felt isolating to be ignored by the people you grew up with while you're far away in a foreign country. Kiwo remembered on graduation day how excited her friends were for her to be going to South Korea, but now it seems they couldn't care less about it nor her.

Closing her eyes, Kiwo tried hard not to cry. She felt so alone and knew there wasn't much else she could do about it. Eventually, she fell into a deep sleep.

#bts fanfic #yoongi x reader #min yoongi #mafia au #bts little space #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts #vminhope #namjin #my house of stone your ivy grows

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mapofthesoul20 · 5 months

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Btw I love the friendship dynamic from JK's live that was just like:

Taehyung: WE ARE ON OUR WAY OVER

Jungkook: PLEASE DO NOT COME OVER

Jimin: WE WILL NOT COME OVER (on their way over)

#that's true friends right there #inviting themselves over #esp when youre house is not presentable #using reverse psychology to make them not come #bts #bangtan boys #bangtan sonyeondan #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #jeon jungkook #park jimin #kim taehyung #agent h #agent report #vminkook

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myork · 2 years

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Park Jimin at The White House

#ignore how absolutely disgusting these look and focus on himmmmmmmm #OH TO see him live again <33333333333333 #missed him so much T_T #loml #jimin #pjmdaily #usersky #btsgif #bts #bts at the white house #mgfs

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joonslfttiddie · 6 months

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Chapter 37: I Need You...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/AMBW

💜Warnings: Adult content/Adult language

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 3331

Hybe Lawncare and Landscaping…how may I help you?

His voice alone makes me so wet, I don’t respond immediately, a mixture of lust, love, and nervousness takes my voice.

Hello?

“H-hi, Namjoon? This is Tia.”

I can hear shuffling in the background, like fabric rubbing together, then him whispering ‘damn, bro’.

“HEY! Hey, Tia…my bad, I dropped the phone.”

I can’t help but snicker at his cuteness before saying, “Are you busy? I can call back at a better time.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I’m not busy at all.”

“Oh okay. What are you up to?”

The guys, satisfied that we are finally speaking, drift away from the kitchen to do their own thing, leaving me to speak in private.

“Nothing much, just took a shower, getting ready to wind down for the night. What are you up to?”

“I’m actually about to go shower myself. I’ve just been sitting around since my therapy session earlier.”

“Oh yeah, how did it go? How are you feeling?”

We speak about my session, I disclose what I’ve been struggling with, and I fill him in about the nut that was stalking me. He was surprised about my situation, yet very empathetic. Having a stalker and going through this nightmare is not something I would typically share after just meeting someone, but I feel he deserves to know what he’s getting into. And if I’m being honest, he is not like a regular ‘someone’ and speaking to him, hearing his voice dripping with a protective tone makes me feel comfortable to share. There’s something about these men, including Namjoon, that makes me want to bare my soul to them, hiding nothing. I find comfort in the concern in his voice and answer any questions he has regarding the situation.

“But enough about that. How was the rest of your day?”

“It was good. I was able to get all of my business cards passed out, you know, leaving some on doors or in mailboxes, conversed with some potential clients, and even lined up some jobs.”

“Nice! That is a good day, indeed. How long have you been a landscaper?”

“Uh, not too long, actually. I left my executive position at a prominent company earlier this year. It just wasn’t for me anymore, you know?”

“Yeah, that makes sense. I’m glad you created an opportunity to leave,” I encourage him and find a chance to dig a little deeper. “Does your significant other support your decision?”

“Ha, that was smooth. Ummm, no…no she didn’t. We broke up a couple of years prior. She prioritized status, reputation, and money over my happiness and mental wellness.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

“No, don’t be sorry. I’m not. Things between her and I hadn’t been good for a very long time. I think even me toying with the idea of changing my career was just the last straw, you know?”

“Absolutely, I get it.”

“So, Tia…what do you do?”

We speak a bit longer, getting the basic ‘get to know you’ questions out of the way before I admit that I’m wanting to see him.

“I’m really enjoying talking to you. I can’t wait to see you again.”

“I’m enjoying talking to you as well. So, you know that I’m single. What about you? The men that are at your house, ummm…”

“Honestly, I don’t know if I’m single. I don’t feel single, but I also don’t feel like I’m not allowed to see other people. I guess it’s like an open relationship, but none of us have made anything official. We’re just kinda going with the flow of things. They are here now, I love them, we have sex, and I want them to stay. We haven’t talked about what this is just yet but I don’t mind answering any questions you may have, though. I like you, Namjoon, and I want you to know everything upfront before we go any further… IF you even want to go further. I mean, feel drawn to you and would love to see where things go but we come as a package deal. As I said before, I love talking to you and would like to see you again soon, but I understand if you need time to think this over.”

I know that this is a bold statement to make, seeing as I’ve only known these men for a short duration of time, but I feel it, deep within my soul that this thing is real. This supernatural connection between us is strong and the pull to these men feels like destiny. I take a deep breath awaiting his response, the short pause has me on edge and I find that I’m no longer breathing until he speaks again.

“I can be there in 45?”

With a huge, yet silent sigh I reply, “REALLY?! Are you sure? I mean, this is all so strange, even for me. I would completely understand if you think this is too much.”

Of course, some things never change, as I’m trying to give him an ‘out’ even though he’s making it known that he wants to try.

“It does seem unconventional, but I don’t think I’ve been more sure of anything in my entire life. This pull to you has surpassed me wanting you, I need you. I need to see you.”

“Okay! See you soon?”

“See you soon.”

After hanging up, I scramble up the stairs, falling up the last two.

“He’s coming! He’s coming over!”

I’m yelling out to the others and run into the bedroom to find Jungkook getting ready for work. Taehyung is sitting in the chair, which seems to be his favorite seat, talking to Jungkook and Jimin while carelessly browsing through his phone. Jungkook smiles at me, then starts to laugh, scrunching his nose in the cutest way.

Taehyung laughs a similar amused laugh and whispers, “Cute.”

Jimin, standing in the doorway of the bathroom, takes me into his arms, halting my stride.

“Are you that excited, beautiful?”

“Yes, I am,” I say, not denying it, bouncing from excitement.

“What time is he coming?”

“Now,” I turn to answer Jungkook, Jimin now hugging me from behind. “He’s on his way but he lives 45 minutes away so I’ll still have time to shower.”

When I turn to look back up to Jimin, he brushes a few strands of hair from my forehead before placing a kiss there. My features are soft and relaxed, my eyes close lazily as his hands move down my face to gently pinch my cheeks. I mimic Jungkook’s nose scrunch, causing him to laugh then place a kiss on my lips. He then lets me go, guiding me past him and through the threshold of the bathroom by my wrist.

“Go get ready,” he says after smacking a firm hand to my ass.

“Yes, sir,” seductively drips from my lips, almost instinctively. The effect that simple statement has on Jimin is evident, from the way he bites his bottom lip to his eyes rolling back before closing shut.

When I begin to undress, all eyes immediately fall on me, which doesn’t make me nervous at all, but the butterflies in my stomach take flight anyway. Jungkook grabs his watch from the side table, and begins putting it on without looking down. Taehyung has turned to rest his chin on the arm of the chair, his arms dangling over the side, his phone swinging between the fingertips of his index finger and thumb. Jimin is still leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed against his chest while eyeing me hungrily. I continue to bare myself before ending the show by stepping into the shower, and the men continue with what they are doing. Before Jimin can walk too far away, I pop my head out and call out to him, “You coming?”

There is a darkness behind his eyes, as his smile spreads across his face, that I’ve not seen before but I’m determined to figure out what I need to do to see it again. When he is undressed, I open the door to invite him, AND the monster reaching up to his belly button, inside as steam billows out. The way his eyes examine every inch of me has me dripping in anticipation. As soon as he closes the door behind him, I pull him into me, receiving his warmth to my front to combat the heat from the water on my back. My arms hang lazily around his neck and his wrap around my back while we look into each other’s eyes.

“Are you intentionally trying me? You staring into my eyes like this just does something to me.”

“Something like what?”

He doesn’t have to say anything as his dick jumps against my stomach, the feeling igniting the burn in my belly. Tilting his head slightly and closing his eyes, Jimin takes my lips, pulling me tighter against his body and I allow my body to fall into him. This kiss is electrifying, sending chills from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.

NAMJOON’S POV

Excitedly, I get dressed in casual house clothes. I had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for bed when she called. Unsure of what I should bring with me, I only grab my phone, wallet, and keys before setting out on this cool, night drive.

Zooming down the interstate, I let the windows down to allow the wind to dry my still damp hair. Comfort fills my heart as I drive, the feeling of going home after being away for too long.

What’s funny is, I knew she wasn’t alone, even before she told me the guys were still there. I can’t explain it, but I could feel them...their presence. Is it weird that I don’t find it weird… the arrangement they have? Different, sure, but I don’t mind it. Me potentially being the fourth man in her life doesn’t bother me in the slightest, and with the way the others welcomed me earlier, it felt more inviting than basic hospitality.

I’m trying to stay under the speed limit but I can’t wait to get to her, to have her in my arms, and feel my lips on hers. It’s like I already know how they feel, how they taste, but I’m wanting more of the warmth I’ve never had. I’m imagining what she likes, her favorites…from food to candy, to movies, to music, to art, to sexual positions. How would she feel under the weight of me? Does she like it fast or slow? Can she handle all of me?

“Fuck.”

I really need to cool it and concentrate on the road instead of the different ways I’d like to contort Tia’s body into.

Taehyung’s POV

“Hey, how are you feeling? Did you get enough sleep today?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m good but I’ll grab an energy drink on my way. I’m glad this is my last night shift for a little while, though. I hate having to leave you guys,” Jungkook answers.

We chat comfortably for a bit as Jungkook gathers his things to leave.

“What do you have planned for the rest of the night? Tryna jump in with Jimin?”

I chuckle for a second before responding, “Nah… not tonight unless that’s what they want. I might watch, but I think Tia spending time with Jimin is important. Plus, Namjoon is on his way, so I may just chill with Jimin when he gets here, you know? Let them get acquainted.”

“This is crazy, isn’t it?” He looks at me with the brightest smile. “This thing we have with Tia, with each other…I never want to leave…Never want it to end.”

I know where he’s coming from and I feel the same way. Now that he mentions it, I think this may be the right time to ask about last night.

“So, I know we are all trying to figure out what we want this to be, but last night…”

“Yeah, things got a little heated, huh?”

As if the thought hit him like a ton of bricks, he says, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! Did I overstep, bro? I wasn’t thinking and just got caught in the moment. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable, I just…”

“Jungkook…”

He stops his rambling, my voice pulling him out of his panic.

“...no, no, no. I didn’t feel uncomfortable and you didn’t overstep. It was amazing. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, actually. I feel a similar connection to you and Jimin as I do with Tia. Does this make us bisexual? Pansexual? I’ve never done anything like this before.”

I take in a full breath and hold it there as Jungkook stands to look into my eyes, inches away from my face.

“Why do we have to put a label on it? Can’t we just love each other and talk about what we’re down for? Where our boundaries are? Let’s just do what makes us happy, huh?”

Jungkook’s arm snakes around the small of my back, pulling me closer to place a kiss on my lips. Then he pulls away slightly to peer at me again, making sure I was okay with the sudden contact but also awaiting my response.

“Yeah, I like that idea. We should come up with a safe word, too.”

“That sounds like a plan. Let’s discuss it with the others… tomorrow?”

“Okay,” I reply as he’s slowly releasing me. He pecks my lips again, then disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes. When he returns, he’s cheesing like a cheshire cat which has already piqued my interest, but when he shakes his head and continues down the stairs. I HAVE to know what is going on in there so I take a seat in my favorite chair after adjusting the angle just right, so that I can sit and watch, just as they close the shower door behind them.

Jungkook’s POV

After we all leave Tia to speak to Namjoon on the phone, I unfortunately have to start getting ready for work. We all may as well be living here as we rarely leave, except for work, and our clothes and other items are slowly accumulating, Tia finding a specific place for our stuff to go. Several of my uniforms are hanging in one of the guest bedrooms down the hall from the main bedroom. I'm also noticing how Tia has begun speaking, using ‘ours’ and ‘we’ a lot more often.

I love the idea of this, of us all being in one place, but none of our places are large enough to accommodate everyone. I’m thinking of having a conversation with Tia being that I don’t want to assume anything. I want to make sure I’m not doing too much by being around everyday or having my things here. Yes, she pulled out extra toothbrushes and necessities for us and doesn’t seem to mind, but I just want to make sure.

As I’m getting dressed, Taehyung and Jimin keep me company while giving Tia her privacy to converse with Namjoon downstairs. We chat comfortably, like we’ve known each other for years… decades, even. Seated on the edge of the bed, I’m buttoning my last button when Jimin steps over to turn down my collar. Mindlessly, I place a hand on his hip, looking up into his angelic face. He is beautiful and I must admit, I am kind of attracted to him. His tenderness and care for me warms me from the inside. He licks his pillowy soft lips as he’s adjusting the last bit before stepping back to lean on the doorframe of the bathroom. My heart skips a beat and I’m wondering what this feeling could be.

I’m lost in my thoughts when we hear our clumsy love stumbling up the stairs. We know she’s not hurt when she hops up and rushes into the room. I can’t hide the amusement on my face, watching her, so excited and childlike. I’m also not surprised at the bruises that pop up on her skin, as she’s always falling or bumping into things. If I could put her in a bubble or carry her in my pocket at all times, I would.

I wonder how long it will take to get used to this feeling of calm. With me usually being the jealous type, it’s foreign to be able to watch the woman I love snuggle up in the arms of another man, with nothing but mellowness and adoration in my heart. In a perfect world, I would be able to stay home with them, but I have to go ‘protect and serve’. I’m curious as to how things will go between Tia and Namjoon but I’m sure the guys will fill me in. I watch Jimin disappear into the bathroom behind Tia before I gather my things for work.

Taehyung stops me, mentioning what happened between us last night, and I can completely understand why. I felt comfortable enough with him and Tia to do things I’ve never done…never thought I’d do, and things were intoxicating. I’ve never had any sexual experiences with men, but it just felt right in the moment. Honestly, it feels like I’m in a relationship with all of them, not just Tia. There is definitely a conversation we need to have, but until then, I’ve decided that, instead of searching for a category or label to place on what we have, that I will go with the flow and float along in our happiness.

Kissing Taehyung has become almost second nature. While he is older than me, there is something about him that makes him appear small. Maybe it’s the feeling of his slim waist in my arms or the way his body molds onto mine. Is it the way he looks at me or the way he melts when our lips touch? I don’t know, but I love it.

After tossing my backpack on, I go to say goodbye to Tia and Jimin. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to guess what those two are up to in the shower, I know they are having sex. But when I walk into the bathroom and see their movements in sync, their wet bodies caressing against each other, the way they hold onto each other as if their lives depended on how close they can get, portions of their figures hidden behind the steam that has formed on the glass shower… the vision is simply breathtaking. I wait for the moment they notice me there, not wanting to interrupt and not wanting them to stop.

“JK, is it time for you to go already?” Tia pulls away from Jimin, wiping the steam with the palm of her hand.

“Sadly, yes. I just wanted to tell you guys goodbye before I left. Sorry for interrupting.”

“No! You’re not interrupting. I would have been sad when we got out to find you’d gone without saying anything,” Jimin admits.

I step closer when Tia opens the door, letting clouds of steam, the scent of her vanilla body wash, and sex to escape. She steps out onto the bath mat, water traveling down her amber brown-colored, smooth skin to drip onto the floor. Fuck! If I wasn’t on duty, I would love to lick every droplet from her flesh. With my thumb, I brush a few beads of water from her now rosy cheek and kiss her there. Using the grip I have on her, I turn her head to the side, exposing her neck to me so that I can nibble and kiss my way from her lips to her chin, across her jaw, and down her throat.

She moans and grasps the straps of my bag, and though I’m loving the way she’s squirming and pulling me closer as I suckle at her sensitive spots, I have to let her go after kissing her lips one more time. Jimin, now standing behind her, smiles the sweetest smile which causes me to want to give him the same treatment, but I refrain from doing so, for now. I reach out to cup his face instead, allowing him to rest into my palm, his eyes closing for a moment. With a gentle pinch to his cheek and just one more kiss for Tia, I say my goodbyes before leaving the room.

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jmdbjk · 10 months

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JK's Seven live

JK starts off announcing his new single Seven. He immediately says he knows people will be disappointed it is just a single and not an album, but don't worry, he is working on a "full" album. It irritates me that he feels the need to even acknowledge this. JUST BE HAPPY HE'S CREATING NEW MUSIC OF ANY KIND.

He says he likes it and thinks we'll like it a lot and to look forward to it.

My take on perhaps what the MV might be like? He says its a feel good song that fits this time of year and since it was filmed in Los Angeles, the land of palm trees, sunny days and beaches I would expect a lot of outdoor scenes, people having fun, etc... because if it was all filmed on a soundstage, what was the point of filming in Los Angeles? Also, not a single leak of a pic of JK on set anywhere soooo hmmm...

The actor Han Sohee is supposedly very popular and edgy and I would imagine her fanbase and his will dovetail perfectly and the MV will be a match made in marketing heaven. The contact may have been made through Tae and his actor network. We don't know.

... and sorry, this won't be a p*rno film where they will be doing the nasty... no matter how much the homophobes think it will be. I mean... seriously? JK? Who had to get over his bashfulness of posing for cameras with no shirt under his Calvin Klein denim jacket?

Jimin had to gently break it to us that there would be female dancers just touching him (while fully clothed) in the Like Crazy choreo... and y'all think Kookie is going to be inserting his [blank] into a [blank] on camera? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAA... AHAHAHAHAHAAAA....

Anyway...

He also explained his album process is one where he is still working out what his colors and voice are. Which tells me he is much like Jimin in that though he is part of BTS, his central being is not creating the music but performing it. I hope he learns a lot from this process and is able to express his colors and voice to his satisfaction.

He talks about "resting" for so long and how much he really enjoyed this lengthy personal time. Back in February when people were sounding the alarm that he was being held back and forced to stop work... welll... he just said he chose to be a lump on the couch for a long time and apologized. DON'T APOLOGIZE KOOKIE! He's been running as BTS since he was a middle schooler, he deserves to be a lazy lump, JUST LIKE THE LAZY LUMPS EVERY ONE OF YOU ARE WHO JUDGE HIM AND HIS CHOICES ALL THE TIME.

He says the song Seven came about after a meeting with Bang PD and he heard the song and said MINE! I can't wait to see what Kookie did. I suspect this is the song he was recording when we saw this:

[April 16, 2023]

Kookie explains his new piercing:

Like bondage? Wait, that came out of nowhere... never mind, DON'T WANT TO TRIGGER ANY CLOSE-MINDED PEOPLE FOR GOD'S SAKES.

... what were you saying Kookie?

They always try to show "a different side" of themselves in their work. Their photo shoots have run the gamut of concepts. But Jungkook has indulged in tattoos and piercings for a few years now, experimenting first with the fake studs on his eyebrows before plunging in (literally) with a real eyebrow piercing.

You look like a cuddly bunny? Like a sweetie? Cuz you are?

His desire to be less "round" and more "sharp" is intriguing. Edgy is what I believe he's going for. His personality is edgy but perhaps not in the way he perceives "edgy" to mean. So he wants an outward appearance of edgy: tattoos, piercings, the whole motorcycle aura thing which reminds me, when are we going to see him straddling one of the bikes he supposedly owns?

Oh this explains everything...

[Paraphrasing for people in the back: Jungkook says to fuck off, he can do whatever he wants to his own body.]

A TMI: he just had an English lesson earlier. He says the order is difficult and I know exactly what he's talking about. The sentence structure of English and Korean are not the same. English is subject-verb-object, example: Dogs eat kibble. Korean is subject-object-verb: Dogs kibble eat. Also, English past/present/future participles are HARD for those learning English. The brain has to do some mental gymnastics in translating. Takes a lot of practice. He's very good at reading English and pronouncing what he reads. I suspect his struggles with English are conversational English and vocabulary. Not only do you have to recall the correct words to say what you want, you have to construct grammatically correct sentences as the words leave your mouth and its really hard to do that. I am certain he 100% understands English when it is spoken to him.

Another TMI: he had been at the company earlier, and ate buckwheat noodles...

I feel the need to further explain some misleading terminology people are constantly throwing around... not all noodles are "ramen" or "ramyeon". I already explained the difference between "ramen" as Japanese style and "ramyeon" as Korean style but ramen/ramyeon noodles themselves are made of wheat. When Jimin was asked specifically about did he go to Jungkook's for ramyeon, and he said no, he has not been to Jungkook's for ramyeon... but perhaps he's been there for buckwheat noodles which are gluten-free and are what JK used in that last dish he posted a pic of on Weverse. We already know JK has been told to lay off the gluten.

Anyway... back to JK.

He explains his 20/4 intermittent fasting. Some call it the "warrior diet." No eating for 20 hours and then a 4-hour window to eat. This type of eating pattern may impact metabolism and glycemic levels in your blood. If he's been told to lay off the gluten, this type of eating pattern may also be a way of controlling certain levels of blood chemistry throughout the day, especially if he's also working out. The timing of the eating pattern also makes a difference and what you eat during the four hours also impacts the effectiveness. That's all I know about it. Just keep in mind, all the members have a staff of professionals helping them stay healthy and when they say "diet" they don't mean they have eating disorders or are doing anything extreme that would hurt their health, they are following the advice of their trusted professional staff. Jungkook says his eating window is from about 7-8 pm until midnight or so.

After going on for a minute or two about how awesome yet cute Yoongi is, he says he wants to be like that, play instruments and sing and dance and be awesome too but...

I'm only 18 minutes into this 1 hour 50 minute live...

He showed off his mullet:

He still doesn't understand how some comments disappear...

My explanation to Jungkook: there is a complex war of wills happening in the comments where different factions of the fandom attempt to impose control over each other using the "report" function in the live chat. And that some comments, seemingly innocent of motive, "touch your hair", "touch your nose", "make a funny peace sign with both hands", are actually an attempt to coerce you into sending secret hidden signals to those watching in order to confirm that you are half of a "hidden" couple within the group and that you are being controlled and forbidden from living your life freely. These hand gestures (that only they know) and the places on your face that you touch are being intercepted and analyzed and fed into a software program as you speak so that these idiots ... conspirators ... dumbasses um, individuals, can prove their baseless ... ridiculous ... disrespectful ... selfish ... uh ... their fantasies are real. For real. Don't laugh. Ok go ahead and laugh because that's everyone's first impulse.

But for real, stop fiddling with your new piercing because it might get infected if you are constantly touching it with your fingers.

Gratuitous armpit shot for our hairy armpit enthusiasts:

Someone asks him for a spoiler for the song:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA SUCH A REBEL! This is the rebellion everyone insists proves that Kookie-pookie is being held back by the company. Right...

This is your rebel trying to invent his own "heart" gesture:

This is our dorky rebel, y'all... TAKE THAT, HYBE! (oops he gave himself a muscle cramp trying to make his goofy heart hands... our big, edgy, pierced, tatted up Kookie... love him)

And without any warming up, he commenced to working out on his home workout power tower.

Sorry, couldn't resist...

The whole time he's doing his arms work out he's whining about being so tired. Actually the ENTIRE time he's working out...

But he dropped another TMI too:

A shoot? What shoot, JK? And oopsie:

Every time he dropped those free weights to the floor, the neighbors below him probably fell out of bed...

[the chewed up corner of the coffee table is taking me out...]

At least he's not singing with his whole chest for 3 hours straight...

Then he gave himself a pep talk... to make himself do the workout... to finish it... to work on his solo activities well, to stop his habit of starting things and not finishing...

NO PAIN NO GAIN! YOU CAN DO IT KOOKIE!

Koo is gonna be hangry ...

That workout was a killer. Damn. Abs of steel.

As I've been making my way through this live, I've also been kept in the loop about a few things... Celine show has been cancelled. I was concerned that one of ours was in Paris while this turmoil was ongoing so hopefully Tae can get out of there. Maybe he can zip over to London and visit his bae at some point before heading back to Korea.

And hopefully no one gets triggered by this post since I kept it clean-ish. People are ready to call them lovers but saying they might be into certain sexual preferences is off limits? Seriously, check your prejudices before you start coming at me.

#wow this post was all over the place #jungkook seven #jikook #kookmin #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #maybe he'll buy his own new furniture when Bun-ker is ready to move into #Fort Bunkoo?#whatever we call it its a big ass house

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whysojiminimnida · 1 year

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WELL I SEE IT'S TIME TO TALK TATTOOS AGAIN

Holy cats, hoes mad:

I just adore Black&White KM, don't you? Honestly, never yells at me no matter how often I steal their pics, they give out freebies at concerts, they're respectful -- if you're gonna make a living off photographing famous people, do it like they do. Honestly. So they're in Qatar doing their whole job and hoes losing their shit all over the internet, apparently, all because a certain JM is darker. STILL.

This is not a brand new development.

Y'ALL HE DID THIS MONTHS AGO WHY ARE WE JUST NOW FREAKING OUT ABOUT IT?

This is at LAST YEAR'S GRAMMYS Y'ALL:

And completely unedited, unretouched, the JM was darker enough then that I did a whole post about it.

I MEAN DAMN have we not gone over this, like, several times? (In case you're new to this house elf situation we have here, yes. YES WE HAVE.) We have talked about Jungkook's tattoos at GREAT LENGTH. Well, I have, as far back as a while ago, most recently along about here but also here and here and here and several other places. There is zero tag organization in this house, I don't know what else to tell you.

Anywho Jungkook's tats do not, as nearly as I can tell, mean this:

Because, like the nice graphic above says that I just edited, THIS IS FAN-MADE BULLSHIT. I dunno who made it but I suspect the addition of the J upset some folk enough to need to make JeiKei's motivation anything OTHER than Jimin. Because, as we know, he started out with his ink like this:

Yes, that is a pic someone ripped off. I don't like using it. But it's what we have, and it's years later, and it's been out there for a long time, don't shoot. But I have expounded more than once on why it makes NO SENSE to GO BACK LATER to add one letter to a near-complete hand piece. It doesn't. And that A is not, never has been, a V. In Korea you can go literally anywhere and see Samsung logos, Shilla hotel logos, and of course Jimin's dad's cafe' all using that stylized A with no crossbar.

And I think it's pretty clear what JK thinks the JM means. It means Jimin. Ji Min. JM. DUH. And just like his "rather be dead than cool / make hay while the sun shines" crossword ON HIS ARM, he has a crossword on his hand. A very obvious crossword. Who he loves is written for all of us to see: ARMY, and JM. And lest I forget about that crown:

It's THE SAME CROWN. Wanna go one better but likely utter fanfiction, you could even go heart-arrow-crown like so: 💜 > 👑... ... and make that story work. It actually makes more sense than one J for four people and four letters for three. But we're not here for that. Occam's Razor tells us that the simplest explanation is usually the correct one, and the simplest explanation is the one that's got bitches tearing their hair out. Because THEY KNOW. They KNOW that JM means Jimin, and they HATE IT. (And so what, to quote JeiKei directly. We're gonna talk about fan hate today, too, just... not in this post).

MEANWHILE JUNGKOOK is always showing us his hand, too, have you noticed? Ever since he got the tattoos, but I think more in the last year. It's gotten really pronounced since the PTD dates.

Jeon Jungkook does what Jeon Jungkook wants, and what he wants is for us to pick up what he's been throwing down since, oh, FOREVER but even more recently. Like, it's NOTICEABLE, the way he gets that tattoo in frame at every opportunity. I'll run out of image space before he runs out of ways to show us his touched-up hand.

Yeah. I think the fanmade bullshit has been exposed for what it is. Some of us have known it all along, but even if you're baby Army and you accidentally got stuck watching a lot of comic sans rainbow font youtube garbage (or got up on the wrong side of stan twt), there's no shame in that. I ain't even mad. I'm just happy you're here. Jeon-Park house elves, how we doin'?

#jungkook tattoo #jungkook tattoos #jeikei's tattoos #those damn hand tattoos again #here we go #jikook just jikooking nbd #must be 2022 in the jeon park house #hand tattoos #hand tattoos and ring placement #we didn't even talk about ring placement #jkjm #jmjk #kookmin #minggukie supremacy #jimin #jungkook #jeikei #jk #must be 2022 in qatar

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chemicalpink · 9 months

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It’s Venus Retrograde! So if you’re planning on NOT pausing your love life during this time… here’s ⋆｡°✩ Which BTS member archetype vibe to go for based on your rising sign & 5th House. ⋆｡°✩ PT I

Disclaimer: These recommendations are based on my knowledge and experience as an astrologer (see: always feel free to ask me about that) As with any general reading/analysis, please just take what resonates and leave what doesn't. This is meant to be a fun way to understand this Venus Retrograde and how to better navigate it under general terms using the BTS members' archetypes. Entertainment purposes only!. Note: None of the gifs are mine and were found on google search so if one of them is yours and you'd like them removed do let me know please!

Sag Rising/Aries 5th House. ⋆｡°✩

Your date: WWH Kim Seokjin!

During this Venus rx find yourself a bold person! Someone that is mostly unafraid to bask in attention from everyone around, pair it up with a willingness to speak their mind and try out for an outside date, be it an amusement park, a fair, anything sports related or anywhere where being loud is the rule!

Aries Rising/ Leo 5th House. ⋆｡°✩

Your date: Fashion icon Jung Hoseok.

With these placements, you would want to go for a confident and flashy personality as a date during this Venus rx! Definitely someone that will spend a bit more on the lengthy side to get ready, pair this up with a classy restaurant outing or a concert and you'll be having the time of your life!

Leo Rising/ Sagittarius 5th House ⋆｡°✩

Your date: Soft around the edges Min Yoongi

You’re treating yourself with kindness this Venus retrograde and fixing yourself up with a funny philosophical person that will most definitely go “Well when I was young I used to…” while either exploring the city or going to see an adventure-themed movie… if you’re feeling on the bolder side: go ahead and sign up for a spontaneous holiday together!

Gemini Rising/ Libra 5th House ⋆｡°✩

Your date: Vante-fied Kim Taehyung

This Venus Retrograde is looking rather artsy for you! Find yourself a well-dressed and effortlessly charming smart person that keeps the conversation going. Say, go out for a wine and painting date, a cute cafe or even go as far as a fashion show for a change. You’ll be impressed.

Taurus Rising/ Virgo 5th House ⋆｡°✩

Your date: Very much a virgo himself, Kim Namjoon

You’ll feel the most comfortable surrounding yourself with very archetypical Virgo energy during this Venus Retrograde. Find yourself a date that’s textbook smart and that is very much into the details of it all. Go out for a museum date (bonus points if it is a science one) or a library and finish off the date with a walk around to see the nature surrounding you.

Virgo Rising/ Capricorn 5th House ⋆｡°✩

Your date: Emotionally intelligent Park Jimin

This Venus retrograde go ahead and find yourself someone that isn’t afraid to take the first step but rather rejoices in it, ambitious in the way they look after you yet stays true to themselves, pair it up with competition like a game or an arcade, a horror movie or any other way you both tests your limits. You’ll be having the time of your life.

See you in Part 2!

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donaculkin · 4 months

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Últimas assinaturas entregues através do blog Desire Design (17/12);

#capa para fanfic #donaculkin #capa para spirit #capa spirit #spirit fanfics #600x400 #capa 600x400 #design #design simples #assinatura #assinatura para blog #bts #jeon jungkook #house of the dragon #park jimin

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aricastmblr · 4 months

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Jimin & Jungkook momentos en

BTS Monuments: Beyond The Star

Episodio 7: Still Purple

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crystalsnow95z · 6 months

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Halloween is my favorite holiday, so I decided to write a second story based on the season.

It's a whump this time. It's haunted a house because i simply adore them.

Tw: panic attack, fainting and the usual warnings for gore.

"Please, please tell me that's not where we are going!" Hoseok's eyes dilated when he saw the three story building in front of them, his voice coming out in a squeak. He had a feeling the Run BTS episode was going to be spooky because it was only days away from Halloween, and he was right..

"Oh wow! It's huge! Namjoonie hyung what does is it say? Asl..?" Jungkook points to the letters on the front.

"[Asylum..?]" Namjoon reads the word in English looks it up on his phone, then translates it to korean. "The place is called Alysa asylum."

The car pulls up to the building next to the other staff car with the other members. Yoongi was holding onto Jin's hand, looking up at the massive building. "It's huge.."

Taehyung was on his phone, seeing what he could discover about the massive building in front of them. "It says it used to be a real one, but when it got shut down it got turned into a haunted house a few years ago.."

"A real one?" Hoseok swallows nervously, trying to not look up at the giant brick building in front of him.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to Alysa asylum!" A teenager greets them, but the boys didn't recognize him as one of their staff members. "My name is David and I'm one of the staff here. It's an honor to have you here."

"1,2,3.." Namjoon counts, and the members do their greeting, bowing to David.

"I was really surprised when my boss said we were going to be opening an hour early because we had special guests coming.. I've been listening to you guys since I was 13 years old.."

"Thank you for supporting us." Jungkook smiles.

"It really means a lot." Jimin bows.

"I'm honored to meet you too." Taehyung adds in, bowing with Jimin.

"Ah..Let's get right to business.." David blushes, feeling embarrassed. "We're a little short on time. This haunted house usually takes 30 minutes on average to get all the way through. You get 4 flags to put on your body, but the location must be within reason. The actors will try to remove them from you while you make your way through the house. If you have at least one of your flags left by the end of the house, you'll get a refund usually.. but for this game each flag you have when you return will be a free ticket for a fan."

"What happens if you lose all your flags?" Hoseok asks in a small voice. "Do they steal you away?" His eyes dilated in fear at the thought of being dragged out of the building away from his members.

"Oh, nothing like that. Don't worry. You'll still be able to continue through it with the others, and they'll most likely lose interest in trying to scare you. They are just interested in removing the flags. Usually, once you lose all your flags, you protect people who still have some." David explained to the group.

Hoseok let go of the breath he wasn't even aware he was holding, jumping with a small sound when he felt something touch him.

"Hyung it was just me. I'm sorry." Jungkook quickly pulls away from Hoseok with a frown. He wanted to comfort him by putting his arm around him, but it had the opposite effect.

"Jaykay, I'm sorry. It's okay." Hoseok hugs him from behind. "It's not your fault I'm jumpy. I just don't like scary things."

"I'm scared too. It's okay to be scared." Yoongi admits, reaching for his hand. "We'll all stay together. It'll be fine."

Hoseok takes it,feeling the cold sweat forming in the palm of Yoongi's hand. "Yeah, it'll be fine." He echos, taking a deep breath. "Let's go before I change my mind.."

Taehyung helps Jungkook put a flag close to the nape of his neck, his longer hair making only a couple inches poke through. "There. That's the last flag. Everyone else has theirs, right?"

"Yeah, I'm all set." Jimin says, looking at the other members. "Namjoon-ah you're missing a flag.."

"Huh?" He looks around, finding it on the floor, bending to pick it up."Ah, here it is. It must've been the one I tried getting on my back."

"I'll get it for you." Jimin says taking it from him and putting it on the center of his back, making sure it stays on by adding another piece of tape. "Is that good?"

"Yeah, that's fine. Thanks Jiminah." Namjoon says checking on everyone. "Alright, they said we can go in whenever we are ready.."

Yoongi reaches for Hoseok's hand. "You sure you can do this?"

"Yeah, yeah, I can do this. It's for army.." Hoseok says with determination, taking a deep breath to push down his fears that tightened in his belly. "Just don't let go. Okay?"

"I won't." Yoongi swears, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Then I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Hoseok swallowed hard, watching Namjoon open the door. "Let's do this.."

The first room had a flashing strobe light, making it hard to make out what was in the room. Jin grabs onto Namjoons arm, looking around the room nervously.

"I don't see anything except fake spiders and fake blood.." Jin states, but he spoke to soon.

A woman with blonde hair wrapped in fake cobwebs that blended in with all the fake webs covering the room starts screaming as soon as they get close to her. "[HELP! HELP THEYRE GOING TO EAT ME!]" She says in a shrill voice speaking in English, a large robotic spider moving towards her.

Hoseok,Jin and Jimin all scream at the sudden new voice. Yoongi's eyes widen, clutching Hoseok's hand to his chest, the scream caught in his throat.

Jin puts his hand over his heart, frozen in place as she continues to scream for help. Jungkook pulls on his hand to get him moving again.

"Come on Jinnie-hyung, it's okay.." Jungkook jumped at the sudden sound, but it didn't scare him like the other members

Jimin clings to Taehyung's arm. "That scared me.. I thought my heart was gonna jump out of my chest." He takes a breath to try to calm his breathing.

"It's okay..I got you." Taehyung gave his hand a squeeze. "It's not real.."

Hoseok leaves first,pulling on Yoongi to try to escape, Jin following with Jungkook in tow, quickly avoiding the woman trying to grab at the flags.

"[So sorry. Gotta go.]" Taehyung leaves pulling Jimin with him, holding tightly so his clammy hand doesn't slip away. Jimin quickly grabs Namjoon’s hand to be sure he doesn't get left behind.

J-hope was disoriented in the next room, his heart throbbing in his chest already. The room was filled with fog, making him unable to know what he was into. "I don't want to be in front.." His voice comes out three octaves higher than usual, pushing Jungkook in front.

Namjoon rushes to Hoseok, standing close to him. "Hey.. hey its okay.. it's just actors. Take a deep breath.."

Hoseok takes a deep breath, but the moment he starts to feel a little better, he hears the sound of a chain saw, a masked man running towards them. He buries his face in Jungkook's shoulder, a high-pitched whine coming from him. He wanted to run, but his legs were frozen in place, knees locking in place, making his head spin.

Something is coming.. move...please move...

A small hoard of zombies enter from the rooms o on either side of the corridor, targeting the members going after the flags that glowed under the black light.

"[Run! Run don't let them get you!]" The man with the chainsaw calls out, cutting down one of the zombies, the fake saw touching it made the fake blood packets on the zombie burst, the fake blood dripping down as the zombie falls.

Jin takes off running, screaming as fright takes over, trying to escape the situation, his heart racing painfully in his chest. He keeps a firm grip on Namjoon’s hand, forcing him to flee with him.

"Hyung please, you're gonna make me fall!" Namjoon stumbles over his own feet. "Wait for the others!" He looked back to see if the others were following, only Taehyung running to catch up, quickly grabbing Namjoon's hand. "The zombies are blocking the others from following.."

"No, don't touch him!" Jungkook protects Hoseok from a female zombie who tries touching him, after the flag on his side,pushing the timid rapper away from her, in-between Yoongi and Jimin.

With the target moving, she targets Jungkook instead, pretending to bite his shoulder as she reaches for the flag on his chest. Jungkook quickly steps back to avoid her, tripping over Jimin’s foot, tumbling into him.

"Woah, I got you."Jimin puts his hands firmly on his shoulders, jumping when he hears Jungkook let out a small whimper. "What's wrong?"

"My foot bent weirdly, but I'm okay.. we have to get to the stairs.. we lost half the team.." Jungkook pulls Jimin and Hoseok ,ignoring the pain in his ankle.

Hoseok keeps his hand firmly clamped around Yoongi's wrist,pulling the older rapper with him. His breath came out in quick gasps, feeling light-headed as the mankae pulled him through to the next floor, leading them into a maze.

The sound of Jin's screaming somewhere in the maze only made Hoseok's blood run cold, terrified of what could be hidden within the walls, his stomach churning with anxiety. The rooms inside had different gruesome scenes but none of the actors left past the doorway, but he didn’t trust them, trying to look in every direction at once.The moment i turn away from them they'll chase me..

"Are you okay, Hoba? You're trembling.." Yoongi slowly wraps his arm around Hoseok, hugging him from behind. "It's okay.. Hyungie is with you. Let's just get out of this together."

Hoseok could feel Yoongi's heart pounding against his back. Yoongi is scared, too.. I'm slowing us down.. I need to pull myself together.. because I froze up, we got separated from the others..

"I'm..I'm sorry..it's my fault.." Hoseok's voice quivered, unshed tears shining on his lashes. His stomach twisted with both fear and remorse.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. We'll catch up with the others. It's not your fault you're scared. I'm scared, too. I couldn't get my legs to move to follow Seokjinie-hyung, Taehyungie, or Namjoon-ah, either. It's no big deal." Yoongi admits, trying to stay strong for the younger members.

Even though Jimin made no complaints about being scared, he could see the quick rise and fall of his chest as he took deep breaths to try to calm his nerves and Jungkook's eyes were darting around the rooms, trying to follow the built in maze walls to find the way out without finding a dead end.

"Ah Sh*t!" Jimin suddenly screams when a hand with Freddy Kruger's claw pops out from the painting of him grabbing a flag from his chest. Jimin covered where the hand touched, feeling his heart hammering against his palm, eyes dilated.

The sound of Jimin's screaming frightened Hoseok back to moving, eyes widening when he saw that they were surrounded by paintings and any of them could have a person hidden behind them.

The sound of several people laughing like they were insane made Hoseok start sprinting, trying to escape the sensory overload,swearing the whole way. The sweat made his hand slip away from Yoongi's, but when he saw a pale hand reaching for him from a painting, making him scream, going in a full-on run.

"Hyung, please, I can't keep up.." Jungkook winces, a soft moan escaping his lips when he steps hard on his injured ankle, unable to quickly turn corners, using thr wall to help support his weight, pushing on it while they ran. "It hurts.. I can't run hyung.." he tries to pull away from him, but Hoseok quickly grabs his wrist when he feels Jungkook pull away.

Hoseok didn't hear Jungkook's pleads over the sound of laughing, his nerves completely shot. All he was focused on was escaping the sound, squealing every single time a hand popped out of a painting.

"Don't pull Jungkook like that!"Yoongi calls to him,screaming when he feels something grab onto his elbow, removing the flag connected to it. "Hoba! Jungkook-ah! Don't leave us behind!" His voice comes out as a whine, grabbing Jimin's hand and pulling him to catch up.

Hoseok doesn't stop until he finds his way out, letting out wheezing coughs as he tries to catch his breath. He tries to lean against Jungkook but he loses his balance, Yoongi running to put his hand on the center of Jungkook's back to keep him from falling.

"Agh!" Jungkook lets a yelp of surprise, relaxing when he sees it was just Yoongi. "Aiish, you scared me.."

"Sorry.. Are you okay? You were limping.. did you get hurt?" Yoongi took the opportunity between rooms to look over the maknae, bending down to look at his ankle.

"Oh,it's fine, really. I think I bruised the bone when Hobi-hyung tripped over me." Jungkook forced himself to put pressure on it, giving him a forced smile as the pain shot up his ankle. "I can continue. Let's go find the others." Jungkook opens the door, going up the stairs.

"Here, lean on me.. don't put any more pressure on it.." Jimin wrapped Jungkook's arm around him, supporting his injured side as they made their way up the steps.

Hoseok's stomach wormed with guilt, nausea washing over him, grabbing onto Yoongi's hand. "I'm sorry Jaykay.. I didn't mean to hurt you.."

"It's not your fault. I was the one who tripped over you. Are you okay, Hyung? You're still shaking.." Jungkook tried switching the attention away from him to Hobi.

"You do look pale.. is this too much for you? You could take-" Yoongi's voice is cut off by the sound of the other group screaming.

"We have to get to them!" Jungkook says, ignoring his pain to rush to the others. It was hard to scare Namjoon and he's never heard him sound so scared. He had to be sure the others were okay, even if it was just a haunted house. What if they really got hurt in this old place? What if the floor gave in?

"Jungkook-Ah be careful! Your ankle!" Jimin yells, following after him. "I know you're worried, I am too, but you have to be careful!"

"W-what made them..them..all scream lik..like that?" Hoseok whispered the words, his voice trembling. The only thing that kept him moving forward was that Yoongi followed the younger members, and he couldn't imagine being alone in this place.

Hoseok clung to Yoongi's arm, his breath coming out in short whimpers. His vision was blurred, feeling his head swirling, struggling to keep on his feet. I feel so dizzy..but I don't want to be left behind..

"Yoongi..Yoon.i..I.." Hoseok tried to tell Yoongi how he felt,but he couldn't get the words out, gasping for breath. "I d.d..nt..w..ll.."

"Hoba,Hoba, you gotta breathe.. I can't understand what you're saying. Take deep breaths, okay?" Yoongi stops trying to keep up with the younger members, focusing on Hoseok. With the staircase only lit with black lights he couldn't tell if it was the lights or the fear that made Hobi's skin look ghostly white.

Hoseok tries to take a deep breath, but the echo of someone screaming somewhere in the building makes him tense up. "Was..was th..th.."

"Sh..Hoseok-ah! Look at me. Focus on me." Yoongi tilted Hoseok's chin to force him to look into his eyes, thankful for the dim lighting that hid bashful blushing. "Don't worry about whatever is going on there. You're going to pass out if you don't breathe.."

Hoseok takes a few deep,shaky breaths, clutching Yoongi's hands as if his life depended on it. He leans on Yoongi, keeping his eyes closed as he waits for the dizziness to pass.

Yoongi rubs his thumbs across Hoseok's knuckles, feeling his hands trembling underneath his fingertips. I have to get him out of here. This place is too much for him to handle..

"Hyung is everything okay?" Jungkook's voice from the top of the steps startles them both. The two younger members have just been waiting for them to follow before opening the door to the next floor.

"I don't think Hoba can continue.." Yoongi says looking at the rapper with concern, then back to Jungkook who was putting all his weight on one side.

"And Jungkook I don't think you should continue on that ankle.." Jimin adds in, seeing Jungkook balanced on one foot.

"No I'm fine, I can finish through. There's only one more floor. Please hyung? I want to see what scared the others.." Jungkooks eyes sparkled with curiosity. If they were hurt they would've shut down the attraction.

"There's..There's just one more floor..one more.. I can..I'm fine.. I'm fine.." Hoseok stifles a cough, his voice feeling hoarse from screaming. "It's fine we can keep going."

"Are you sure?" Jimin asks, looking between the two with worry. "Do you want me to carry you Jungkook-ah?"

"I don't think you can carry me for that long." Jungkook teases. "No I'm fine. Just no running."

Hoseok took another deep breath, opening the door to the next floor, being welcomed to a nearly pitch black room,the only source of light being the glow in the dark costumes of the actors coming out of the rooms and a glowing at the end of the hall he couldn’t make out at a distance

Glowing skeletons, ghosts, witch doctors, and clowns run towards them. Hoseok saw the flags on their bodies glow in the dark as well, knowing as long as they saw those they'd chase them until they made it to the exit or until no one had any flags left.

Hoseok took off running as soon as he saw them coming towards him, screaming until he couldn't anymore. He ran blindly through the dark, Yoongi following behind him.

Yoongi felt someone grab him, screaming in surprise at the sudden grab of a glowing skeleton, them ripping off the blue flag from his stomach.

"Hobi-hyung look out!" Jimin calls out when he sees someone get close to Hoseok

Hoseok felt his heart skip a beat looking behind him in a silent scream trying to call for his brothers. A woman in a glowing white dress grabbed him, by the shoulder, ripping off one of the flags from his body.

"[Woah are you okay?]" The woman felt Hoseok falling under her grip. "[Did you slip?]"

Hoseok doesn't reply, his heart working overtime, the terror making his breath come out in quick gasps,hyperventilating. His legs turned to jello as vertigo took over, falling forward into the woman.

"[Everyone stop!]" The woman yells,trying to gently lower Hoseok to the floor safely but unable to handle his weight."[Someone's fainted! Get the lights!]"

Hoseok felt someone stroking his hair, his eyes fluttering open to see who was touching him. He finds Yoongi's worried eyes staring back down at him. "Hoba.." he sighs in relief when he sees Hoseok staring back at him.

"Wh.. what happened?" Hoseok whispers hoarsely.

"You really scared me, Hoba.. all I could understand is that they said for everyone to stop and when I looked to see why you were on the ground." Yoongi hugged Hoseok to his chest. "Are you hurt anywhere? That woman said she lowered you down as gently as she could, but you still hit the floor.."

"I got a bit of a headache, and my throat hurts,but i'm okay." Hoseok reassures them with a hoarse whisper.

"Oh, thank goodness.. when I heard them scrambling around the room to turn on the lights and saw you laying in Yoongi-hyung's lap, I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest." Jimin sighs in relief.

"You should still get looked over just in case.. I feel awful that I wasn't there to help.." Jin admits, looking down at his hands.

"Ah.. what about Jungkook-ah?" Hoseok asks, looking for the mankae, noticing the wrap around his ankle. "Is it fractured?"

"I'm okay. I just twisted my ankle a bit.. I'll be out of practice for a few weeks, but it'll heal up fully." Jungkook wiggles his foot a bit. "It doesn't hurt unless I walk on it or bend it too far."

"That's good.. I'm so sorry, Jungkook-ah.." Hoseok gets to his feet, going over to Jungkook to hug him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you.."

"It's not your fault. I'm the one who tripped over you." Jungkook squeezes him tightly. "I know you only wanted to continue through because of me. I'm sorry for being so stubborn.."

"That poor woman feels so bad about what happened.." Namjoon joins in the conversation. "She really scared me too earlier."

"Aiigo.. I probably scared her just as much as she scared me. I should apologize.. is she what made you scream?"

"No. There's two doors at the end of the hallway! One leads to a trap door. We fell down to the bottom floor where there's this landing mat. I thought the floor actually broke." Namjoon explains in a pout,making Hoseok giggle.

"It was terrifying! I thought I was gonna die.." Taehyung whines, squeezing Jimin's hand.

"That sounds amazing." Jungkook says eyes rounded with excitement. "I want to try again."

"You're insane." Jimin states, his stomach dropping at the thought of the floor giving in out of no where."That place was terrifying.."

"Remind me never to go there ever again.." Hoseok shudders at the thought.

"Don't worry, Taehyungie, joon-ah and Jungkookie can go, we can go find something else to do." Yoongi reassures him. "You don't have to ever go there again."

#bts sickfic #bts boys #bts fanfic #bts sickie #bts taehyung #bts namjoon #bts jhope #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts #bts whump #halloween #bts fear #bts hobi #bts hurt/comfort #haunted house #halloween fic #bts halloween

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xoxiu · 11 months

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my house of stone, your ivy grows - yoongi x reader

chapter two table of contents masterlist

tags/warnings: mafia au, kidnapping, daddy dom!yoongi, smut, autistic!reader, spanking, stockholm syndrome, little!jimin, vminhope, drug mention, namjin, fluff, domestic discipline, age gap

Kiwo woke up to the warm sun on her face. Her eyes shone like golden honey in the sun as she sleepily blinked. Turning around in her bed, she noticed her phone was dead beside her. She let out a quiet and breathy 'shit' before rushing to get ready for the day.

So far, today was not looking great. Kiwo had no idea what time it was and frantically waited for her phone to charge to know just how late she was for her Ethics class. She quickly got changed and brushed her teeth. In what were only a few minutes felt like hours as her phone refused to light up. She tapped her foot out of impatience, using her mind to somehow make the phone turn on. Eventually, the Apple logo shined on the screen, and Kiwo quickly snatched it into her hands.

11:03 am.

"Fuck!" Kiwo screeched as she quickly grabbed her bag and ran out of the dorm room, leaving her phone on the floor charging. She was a half-hour late to class, and it was the day of a big test. It was nearing midterms and her grade in Ethics was already low, and missing this quiz would make it impossible for her to pass the class. Sprinting across campus at record speeds, Kiwo reached for the door handle only to find it locked. She pulled hard, only to be met with an unbreakable force. At this point, crying felt like the sweet release she needed. With her head in her hands, she couldn't help but let the tears flow openly as she dropped to her knees.

"Hey, you alright?" A voice chimed in alongside rushed footsteps. Kiwo wiped away her tears and looked up at the young man. The first thing she noticed was just how well dressed he was, with a black dress shirt and a black blazer. He looked like he was going to a funeral rather than a college class. The next thing she noted was his height- he was easily nearly a foot taller than her.

Kiwo's voice stuttered as she attempted to say she was fine, but her voice contradicted her words. The stress finally got to her, and she was not okay.

"Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He sounded so sweet and knelt to be face-to-face with Kiwo.

"I-it's nothing. I just woke up late and missed a test."

"That's completely okay to cry about," he reassured her with a smile, "Classes are very stressful, that's why I barely try anyway."

Kiwo gave a small laugh and smiled back at the man. He felt comforting and safe, something Kiwo hadn't felt in a while. He stood up and reached a hand out to Kiwo.

"Maybe tea or coffee will help you feel better? I know of this lovely little cafe just a little ways away."

Kiwo gently took his hand with a smile, finally back on her feet. She wiped away what was left of her tears, and followed the older student outside of the building. The sun still shined brightly, making the air feel warm and comforting. Kiwo had her eyes squinted as the sun blinded her, and she realized she had forgotten her glasses.

"Oh, I completely forgot," the man said, facepalming himself in frustration, "I'm Jungkook, by the way."

"I'm Kiwo." She gave him a small smile that went away as Jungkook laughed.

"Kiwo? That's an odd name," Jungkook stopped his chuckling, "Where are you from, anyway?"

"I'm from the States. My name is derived from an African word, though. My parents lived in Nigeria when they were younger, helping build homes and schools and wells."

Jungkook was honestly surprised at her response. "They sound like admirable people."

Kiwo disagreed. "Not really, or at least not anymore. They got deep into drugs when I was a child, and... you know." Bringing up her parents always made Kiwo feel some sort of negative or indifferent feeling. They never really parented her, just expected she'd grow up and know everything. Taking care of themselves was too hard for them, so they couldn't possibly take care of a young child.

Changing the topic of the conversation to another form of small talk, Jungkook and Kiwo politely chatted until they arrived at the cafe Jungkook praised so highly. It had a very relaxing and mellow feel to it, with brown and creme color tones and comfortable-looking furniture. They approached the counter, looking at the menu. Kiwo quickly realized she was in fairly deep, as she didn't recognize some of the words on the board. Thankfully, she knew the Korean words for coffee and such, mainly because they were just the English pronunciations. Nevertheless, the menu looked very intimidating.

"You can get whatever you want, it's on me," Jungkook said with a smile.

"I'll, uh, just get a small caramel macchiato, thanks." Jungkook indicated for Kiwo to take a seat, and ordered the drink for her.

"Ah, hyung!" Jungkook looked up at Yoongi, who had just entered the cafe. He quickly ordered himself a black coffee before sitting down with Jungkook and Kiwo.

He couldn't believe how beautiful she was in person. Her hair looked much lighter in person, a beautiful mix of dark and light brown as well as some near-blonde strands. It was parted down the middle, with shorter strands shaping her face. Big, beautiful, and dark doe eyes met him, and she gave him a shy smile before looking down.

So shy, so sweet.

"Yoongi-hyung, this is Kiwo," Jungkook gestured towards the smaller girl, who waved at Yoongi slightly. Her skin was pale, almost sickly, and her face held a beautiful pattern of freckles around her nose. She blushed under his gaze, still not looking Yoongi in the eyes.

"Kiwo? Where exactly are you from?" Yoongi asked, intrigued by her name.

"It's an African name, but she's from America," Jungkook responded for her. Yoongi looked even more intrigued and slightly confused.

"African? But you're as white as a ghost?"

"It's a long story, hyung."

The three chatted for a while, though Kiwo felt most of the questions were just about her. That was expected, as the two men knew each other, but it still felt like a small invasion of privacy.

"What made you choose to come to study in Korea?" Yoongi asked. South Korea wasn't exactly known for its philosophy programs, so choosing to go to school so far away made little sense to the elder.

"I like Eastern philosophy, and I figured I would become better educated on it here than in the States," Kiwo answered.

She seems passionate, Yoongi thought. Passionate and dedicated enough to move to a completely different country with a completely different culture than what she was used to. That's good, he thought. He could feel himself just getting lost in her eyes as she and Jungkook talked about classes and such.

"Oh, Kiwo-ah, is this your first year here?" Jungkook asked, looking over at Yoongi to see if he was paying attention. Jungkook wanted to be right about his guess of what her age was and wanted to see Yoongi's reaction.

"I'm a first-year. I just turned 18 in August." Kiwo smiled, feeling a little proud of the fact she had just turned 18. Mainly for the fact that she could legally drink while in Korea.

"Aigoo, so young," Jungkook teased, "I'm 23 and Yoongi-hung here is an old man."

"I'm only 27, dumbass," Yoongi smirked at the younger, lightly punching his leg. While he did feel insecure about the rather large age gap and just how old he was, he found comfort in not being the absolute oldest in their group. That honor went to Seokjin, who was one year Yoongi's senior.

Their friend group was an interesting one. They technically all work for Seokjin, who inherited his father's mob business after his retirement. Seokjin didn't do much and delegated tasks to his friends and boyfriend, Namjoon. Namjoon made sure everything was in order and managed the finances and payments. Yoongi was a computer hacker and didn't have to do much besides hack into security systems and attend pointless meetings. There was the occasional excitement of hacking computer databases or doxxing someone, but that was very rare.

Hoseok acted as public relations to an extent. He mainly checked on the clubs the mob-owned and made sure everything was running swell. Jimin tended to just tag along and act as a secretary, always sticking to Taehyung's side. Taehyung had a fun job. He and Jungkook got to go on drug deals and handle unruly clients. Plus, he had the cuteness that was Jimin on his hip.

Kiwo placed her empty cup of coffee on the table and cleared her throat. "I think it's time I head out. I have some studying to do and whatnot."

"Let me drive you home," Yoongi eagerly suggested, and hoped the girl would take him up on his offer. She smiled and nodded her head, and the three walked to Yoongi's car.

"She's probably freaked out about how I knew where she lived despite her not telling me the address." Yoongi stared blankly out of the car windshield as he and Jungkook watched Kiwo enter the dormitory. "She's probably onto us."

"No she's not, hyung," Jungkook tried his best to reassure him, "If anything, she's a bit ditzy. She was probably so caught up in having male attention that she didn't even notice."

Yoongi thought hard about what Jungkook had just said. Kiwo seemed to be almost flirting with them, with her cute little smiles and doe eyes. She had even taken up their offer of a ride home despite knowing them for only an hour at most. As much as Yoongi liked the sweet submissiveness, he wanted her to be harder to get at the start. He wanted to earn her submission, break her down until that's all she can do. Just sit, look pretty, and make Yoongi feel good.

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kkyujikoo · 1 year

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Jungkook truly said "It's missing Jimin hour at my house and I'm making it everyone's problem"

#jikook #at this point i just hope jimin goes to his place Soon bc the dude is really going through it.#like yes it might be sweet and all but also . a tiny bit embarassing tbh.#dude woke up at 3 am to watch one hour and a half of jimin-centric content.#hes religiously following his stuff.#atp hes done more promo on face than jimin himself. i love him and i love how invested he is but for the love of god.#someone should just visit his house and [redacted] him #im sorry but its true hes one vlive away from asking army to spam jimin to go to his place.

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lesbiansloveseokjin · 4 months

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day 14/548 of jimin's military service

this selca was posted on 130513 with the caption:

I’m Jimin heu We moved yesterday! This house is bigger than the other one so we all like it! hehe specially~ this kitchen caught my eye the most! The important thing is that I don’t appear in the photo ㅜㅜ

(trans cr: @ bts-trans)

#their new house :'))))))#that kitchen saw so many jinnie meals and yoongi chicken smoothies :''))))#jimin #jimin military countdown #130513

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joonslfttiddie · 5 months

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Chapter 40: Little Bit...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/Ghosts/AMBW

💜Warnings: Smut/Stalking/Minor injury (Blood)

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 4,404

Chapter 40

Jimin’s POV

“There she is. Baby, are you okay?” Jungkook asks, jumping up from where he was seated at the island, looking relieved.

“Yes, I’m fine. I’m so sorry if I worried you.”

“Yeah, we were a little shaken at the intensity of your emotions, but we knew you were meditating and tapping in, so we didn’t want to disturb you,” I explain.

“Intense isn’t the word. The heatedness made me jump out of bed. I woke up in a puddle of sweat,” Jungkook added.

“I’m so sorry,” Tia apologizes for waking him, and Jungkook wraps her in his arms.

“Don’t apologize for that. You’re still getting the hang of all of this. I was about to get up anyway. I missed you too much.”

Namjoon and Taehyung join us from the media room to check on Tia.

“I’m not gonna lie, I did peek down at you after the heat subsided but you were sleeping,” Namjoon admits.

“Wow, this is wild. My session did get very stifling, and it felt like fire was running through my veins,” she says as Jungkook is releasing her from his embrace, only for me to take her into my own arms. “I couldn’t take it anymore and had to tap out,” she admitted, looking deflated.

My heart aches for her, but I don’t know how to help her or even if I can. She’s mentioned that this is a journey she must walk alone. When she looks up at me, I rub her cheeks, and smile lazily and she returns it.

“It’s okay, beautiful. It’s okay,” is all I can think to say in hopes to keep her encouraged.

When we all move to sit at the island, but I grab a cold water from the fridge before taking a seat, sliding the bottle to Tia. She thanks me and gulps it down quickly. So much so that Taehyung gets up to grab her another. We sit here for a little over an hour and ask her tons of questions, being extremely curious about her experience. She tells us all about it and answers our many inquiries.

Since this is the first opportunity that we are all here with no obligations, we decide to make and enjoy dinner together before having a night of drinks, karaoke, and video games. Any problems or stress is the last thing on our minds as we sing and dance the night away.

I may have had one drink too many, just a bit past my limit, because I’m damn near falling asleep when it’s just a little past midnight. Laying across the couch, I watch as Tae and Jungkook finish their last game, and Tia is straddling Namjoon on the chair in the corner. I may be lit, but I see the guys catching glances, taking their eyes from the TV screen every now and then. Even over the sound of the game, I can hear the smacking of Tia’s lips against Namjoon’s, which forces a smile on my face. I think it’s safe to assume that Tia hasn’t found out how to shut off transmitting or how to control broadcasting her feelings to us. She is obviously turned on and wants Namjoon badly because my dick is hard as fuck. Taehyung and Jungkook look at each other, trying not to laugh, as they move to adjust themselves in sync.

“I need you right now,” I can vaguely make out her voice from across the room. She stands and takes Namjoon’s hand, leading him up the stairs.

“Fuck! That was strong!”

“Man, what?! I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life,” Taehyung answers Jungkook.

“I hope Namjoon is ready. It seems like it’s going to be a long night,” I mention to the guys.

Tia’s POV

My heart pounds in my chest, the excitement and need to be conquered by him taking over my system. We can’t get each other’s clothes off fast enough, ripping, pulling, and tossing clothes around the room carelessly. We make it to the bed, which is illuminated by the moonlight through the window, where he helps me to lie down gently before kneeling between my open legs. My body is quivering with the anticipation of our first time together. Also, the length of him that I felt while straddling him may be adding to it.

He dips his head to get a taste of my essence but I grab his ears, stopping him, unable to wait. I need him inside of me.

“I want you,” I say to him.

“You have me…all of me,” he says, his warm breath against my thigh.

“I need you inside of me.”

“Is this you asking nicely? I think you can do better than that, don’t you?” Namjoon starts to play, collecting the wetness between my lips and rubbing his digits along my slit.

My mouth falls open as his hands are finally touching me where I need him most. He slides two fingers into me and finds that spot instantly, caressing it slowly. I’m still holding on to his ears but the pull is no longer there. A moan forms in my throat and escapes my lips without permission.

“I will give you whatever you want, Little Bit, all you have to do is ask nicely,” he taunts and sits up, releasing his ears from my grip. He digs deeper into my pussy and watches. The way that he’s observing me is like an artist viewing their art, looking for ways to tweak something here and there to make it perfect. He takes notice of my expressions, how my body moves, and how my nails are digging into his wrist.

“Ummm, please,” is all I can give him right now. I’m so horny, and his fingers inside of me feel too good. I can feel myself leaking into his palm. I’m close.

Namjoon continues his movements and asks, “What do you want, little?”

I’m right on the brink of ecstasy. So close that my mouth is wide open and my eyes are beginning to roll.

He notices and stops.

“Speak up, baby.”

“Namjoon, I want you. I need you inside of me,” I say on a whimper.

“What else?”

“Please. Please, Namjoon. Give me that dick.”

He stands to lean over my body, pressing his soft, thick lips against mine. High key, I could cum right now but I’m trying my best to hold out. I don’t want to come like this. Not for our first time. I want to feel him. Just then, the heat from his tip taps at my entrance and he starts to slide into me. The stretch takes me by surprise and I gasp. My reflexes kick in, and I grab onto his biceps, digging my nails into his skin.

He halts himself, rests the majority of his body weight on his forearm next to my head, and uses the other to rub my face.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks.

“No.”

“Are you sure, Tia? We don’t have to do this.”

“I want to. I want you, Namjoon.”

His pelvis remains still as he kisses me so deeply and passionately that I could melt. I suck his full bottom lip between my teeth, licking softly across it before letting go with a suck. The grip I have on his arms begins to relax, and he moves to kiss my cheek, licks across my jawline down to my neck, where he sucks. My body responds to his touch, it relaxes, and I move my hands to hug his neck, one hand traveling into his hair. I feel him pull out just a bit, lubricating his tip in my juices, before he inches in a bit more.

“Ummm!”

“You can do it, baby. Relax, and take me. I got you,” he says against the shell of my ear. The depth of his voice and the warmth of his breath sends shivers down my spine.

His arms are now under my body, one hand hooked over my shoulder and the other around my waist. The way he’s holding me, so tight, makes me feel safe and secure, like nothing will ever harm me as long as he’s near. He repeats his previous actions, pulling back a bit then pushing in.

I hiss as the stretch is insane, but I don’t push him away. While it is slightly uncomfortable at the moment, just being here with him, wrapped in his embrace, and knowing that he will fill me up so well in just a bit, makes it all worth it.

“We’re almost there, baby. You’re doing so well, taking my dick like a good girl.”

Again. He slides in a little more.

“Ah, Namjoon.”

“Open up for me, mama. Just a little more.”

Back, then in. This time, he pushes in all the way.

“Oh, my God! Namjoon!”

“Shhh, it’s okay. You did so good, baby. You did so good,” he soothes and begins to move the tiniest bit with his face buried in my neck. “Fuck,” he whispers then begins to lap at my throat and nibble at my jaw.

I’m completely stuffed, full of him. My body, now becoming familiar and stretched to accommodate his girth, begins to move with him. Slowly, we begin to dance to the same rhythm, his thickness grazing every inch of my walls. The feeling is commanding and I feel as if I’ll overflow. The knot in the pit of my stomach pulls tighter.

“Fuck, Tia. You feel so good. You’re so wet for me.”

“It’s all for you, baby,” I tell him and kiss any inch of skin I can reach while holding him close to me.

“Damn, I could stay in this pussy all day.”

He pushes in with a little more force, dragging his fat tip across the roof of my canal with more pressure.

“Joonie, fuck! Stay right there. Right there. Don’t stop,” I hope he can hear me, my voice is barely audible.

He does and answers, “I’m gonna take care of you. I promise.”

Keeping the same, leisurely pace, he pushes in a little deeper, sending heat throughout my entire body. When he pulls one of his hands from under my back and places it on the bottom of my abdomen, pushing down slightly, it focuses all of the heat on that area. I can feel his dick stroking across his palm through my flesh, sending different sensations to my leaking pussy.

“Oh, Joon, I’m cumming…I’m cumming,” I warn.

As if sensing my hesitation, he says, “Relax your body, and breathe, Little. It’s okay. Trust me and let go.”

Trying to follow his instruction, my body goes limp while he doesn’t miss a beat, still pumping into me at the same tempo. I breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth, still paying attention to the sensations he’s providing.

“Good job, Little. You’re almost there.”

The knot in my stomach, with his hand still over it, unravels, and I cum hard, the feeling amplified due to my intentional focus and mindfulness. My orgasm crashes against me like a wave that pulls me under. Screaming his name, I claw at the duvet, trying to escape the insufferable pleasure. I am not running away from the feeling he’s providing…well, not entirely. It’s the feeling I try to avoid, ESPECIALLY in bed. That indicator, like I have to pee, is so powerful I can’t hold it back.

“Don’t run. Isn’t this what you wanted?” He talks while looking down at me, “Take me, Tia. Just like that.” He releases a sound from his throat, like a moan and a growl combined, “Good girl. Such a fucking good girl, shit.”

The climax seems to go on forever and the feeling is so overwhelming that I begin to sob with fat, hot tears streaming down my cheeks. My pussy weeps as well, my thighs and his stomach are soaked, the warm gush dripping down my ass onto the bed.

“Fuck, baby, you’re such a mess. Such a beautiful fucking mess. I love it,” he says, wiping my tears. He doesn’t stop fucking me until I’ve come down and my breathing regulates.

“Come here.”

He pulls out of me and guides me to lie with him, cuddling me from behind. He lifts my leg for easier access and lines himself to slide back into me. This time is much easier with my body now used to him, but still, his strokes are nice and easy. My entire body is ablaze with his large hand holding me closely, his fingers splayed across my abdomen. This, in combination with his gentle grunts and his hot kisses on my neck, has me about to plunge over the edge again.

If I wasn’t packed to the brim with his fat dick, the gentle rocking his body is creating could possibly lull me to sleep. Instead, he finds that special spot and abuses it, not letting up, and driving me crazy. With his free hand, he grabs me by the jaw and moves my face closer to his to give me sloppy kisses as I moan and whimper into his mouth. He eases up, giving me a chance to catch my breath.

“Let’s switch,” he suggests and lies back on the pillows.

I straddle his hips with my back to him.

“Oh, reverse cowgirl, huh?”

“Not quite,” I say, reaching between my thighs to guide him inside of me.

When my pelvis is flush with his, I straighten my legs and carefully lay my back to his chest. With the height difference, I can feel his chin on the crown of my head. His arms automatically wind around my waist to hold me against him as he begins to move his hips.

He’s only a few strokes in when he says, “Oh, shit. This ain’t gonna work, babe. This feels too fucking good.”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” I can’t help but tease him. “Fuck me, Namjoon.”

“Shit,” he whispers.

He grinds into me slowly yet deeply. His heavy pants into my hair tickle my scalp as he’s grunting and moaning. The position allows even more pressure to my vaginal ceiling than before and his penis is throbbing inside of me, making me climb closer to climax even quicker. His left hand finds its way up and around my neck and his right hand travels down to my clit, the groans that escape me should elicit a new level of embarrassment. But, no fucks are given as I transcend into orbit.

Namjoon is not far behind when he says, “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum inside of me. Give me every drop, Joonie.”

“UH, FUCK!”

He splatters his cream deep within my walls, and his hips shudder as he rides out his high.

Another POV

Tony is going crazy, not knowing how Tia is doing or what she’s up to. He continuously paces back and forth in the same place, biting at the skin on his thumb, trying his best to resist the urge to text or call her. He hates the fact that all of the listening devices he’d planted no longer connect. He did hear that one was found by the officer that’s always around her and he’s assuming the one he hid in the bouquet of flowers Brandon had him deliver was thrown out with the wilted flowers.

Leave that woman alone. Don’t make us regret getting you out.

Jason’s words echo in his head, playing over and over and over again. “Fuck!” He’s so deep in his thoughts, only pulled to his senses when he bites his finger a little too hard, drawing blood next to his nail bed. When he looks to examine the damage, he’s bitten a chunk of skin away and it’s bleeding pretty bad. It would make sense for him to try to clean it and put on a bandage, but instead, he grabs his coat from the back of the couch and leaves the house. He’s sure he’ll feel better if he could just see her, even if it’s just a glimpse.

Jimin’s POV

The sounds coming from the bedroom sound mouth-wateringly delicious. My dick is painfully rock hard just from listening to them. Tia and Namjoon have been going at it for over an hour now, and knowing Tia, she will fall asleep as soon as they finish. Knowing this, I know I’ll have a solo session tonight to relieve myself. I leave Jungkook and Taehyung downstairs to suffer together and come upstairs to shower. When I make it up to my and Taehyung’s room, I flick the light on as I cross the threshold. Stepping into the area, I feel like I’m not alone or that I’m being watched. I just chalk it up to one of Tia’s emotions transferring to me, which wouldn’t make sense with her current situation, yet I shrug it off. I begin to undress and prepare for my shower, grabbing the bottle of lube on my way out.

Jungkook’s POV

Once Jimin abandons us downstairs, Taehyung and I wander into the kitchen, deciding to take a few more shots. Tia and Namjoon have been playing for a while, and I’m sure she will be knocked out as soon as they’re done, so we decide to entertain ourselves. We chat about this and that and are really enjoying each other’s company. After hanging for a bit, we’re on our way down to the theater room, and I swear as soon as my foot touches the bottom step, a feeling of uneasiness comes over me, causing me to freeze in place.

“You feel that too?”

Only after hearing his voice do I turn around to Taehyung.

“Yeah, something’s not right.”

“Do you think Tia’s emotions are fucking with us again?”

“Probably so. Let’s just go watch the movie.”

We both dismiss the feeling and get comfy on the bean bag chairs.

Namjoon’s POV

Finally having Tia all to myself is beyond amazing. I wonder if she notices when I wipe my own tears from my face. This experience is perfect, and I would love nothing more than to make her happy for the rest of my life and many lifetimes after this.

When we are done with our love session, I know she’s sleeping when I say something to her and she doesn't respond. That, and the fact that she is breathing heavily and her body is limp.

“Let me up so I can get you cleaned up, babe,” I say again, with no response. Finally, I gently roll her onto her side so that I can get up and get her as clean as I can without her having to shower.

In the bathroom, I grab a bath cloth and soak it in warm water and suddenly get a feeling in the pit of my stomach that something isn’t right. Ignoring it, I return to the bedroom to find Tia sitting straight up in bed.

“Babe, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know just yet, but I think Tony is here, or he’s on his way here.”

“Wait, what? How do you know? Are you sure?”

I don’t do well under pressure and begin to panic, only wanting to be able to protect Tia. It’s like I’m glitching, turning this way and that way, unsure of which direction I want to go or what I should do first. I’m pulled out of my whirlwind of emotions when I glance at Tia again. Head raised to the heavens, her eyes are doing that thing again, fluttering rapidly.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of bravery, strength, and defense hits me like a ton of bricks. There’s no denying or ignoring this feeling, as I can feel that Tia is intentionally sending this signal. I find my pants that were strewn on the floor and collect Tia’s clothes, placing them next to her. I think to go and get the guys, but I open the door to Jimin rushing out of the hall bath, soaking wet, trying to clothe himself. We’re speaking about our suspicions, and I tell him what Tia said. He moves past me to peek in on her just as we hear Jungkook and Taehyung rounding the staircase.

“What the fuck is going on?”

I reply to Jungkook by informing him and Taehyung of what Tia had warned. As we continue to converse at the top of the stairs, Tia comes out of the room now fully dressed. Jungkook runs to his room and comes back with his 9mm in hand. Leading the way downstairs, we follow him into the living room, all of us peeking through the blinds.

“Call the police,” I try to say as calmly as possible when I see the silhouette of a man standing still at the end of the driveway.

“What?”

“Tae, call the police. There’s someone standing right next to the mailbox.”

“Oh, shit,” he says after finally seeing him, takes his phone from his pocket, and steps into the foyer to make the call.

“I’m going out there,” Jungkook announces and begins to move from the window.

“No, the fuck you’re not,” Jimin replies as Tia and I relay the same sentiments.

“JK, just stay in here until the cops arrive. I know you are the police, but you’re not on duty, AND he’s not, technically, trespassing as he’s standing in the road,” I try to convince him.

“A few units are nearby and will be here in about 3 minutes. Just stay cool, Koo. The cops will come and arrest him, maybe not for trespassing, but he is violating the restrictions of his bond and the restraining order,” Taehyung reports.

That seems to appease him, and he calms down a bit. I go back to the window next to Jimin.

“He’s still there. Hasn’t moved,” he says.

“Good,” I say, hoping that he gets caught in his own trap.

“He’s going to try to run away, but there will be a man walking his dog who will collide with him, making him fall. He is still going to get away, though, but there’s no need for us to worry. He’s not going to be able to harm us and will be going to prison soon. Also, the neighbor is going to live with us,” Tia says so calmly and matter-of-factly.

“Huh?” I would be on the floor laughing at Jimin’s expression if we weren't in such a serious situation. I’ve never seen his eyes so wide.

A moment later, we can hear the sirens coming closer, and he does, too. He bolts for it in the opposite direction of the sirens. I can barely see him until he’s in front of the neighbor’s house, right under a street light. A man with a little brown and white dog is coming this way, and Tony runs right into him, causing them both to fall to the asphalt. He springs back up and limps away.

Finally, a police car yields next to the man with the dog, and he points the officer in the direction Tony went. A couple more units pull into the drive, and Jungkook goes out to meet them while one of the officers speaks with the neighbor. They ask us all several questions, and the last officer returns with the neighbor. When he approaches, I get the same rollercoaster of emotions I’ve gotten with the guys. I look around the group, and judging by how they’re all exchanging looks and trying to communicate silently, I assume they feel it, too. That and the fact that he seems to be entranced by Tia, which is not surprising, but still an indicator.

“Hey, I live a few doors down. I’ve meant to come by and introduce myself but could never find the right time. I hate that we are meeting under these circumstances, but it’s nice to meet you, finally.”

“You should have come on by. It’s nice to meet you, too. I’m Tia Monroe.”

“Tia…I love that,” he says, reaching out to take her hand.

“Hey, baby. Hey,” Taehyung says to the dog, squatting down to pet him. “What’s his name?”

“Mickey,” the man informs him.

“Don’t be rude, Tae. He hasn’t even introduced himself yet,” Jimin reprimands.

“Ah, I’m so sorry,” Taehyung apologizes. “Please don’t mind me. I love animals, so I got a little too excited, and he’s so cute.”

The man just laughs at Taehyung’s cuteness.

“No worries. I’m Hoseok. Jung Hoseok,” he says, extending his hand to greet us all.

All of our eyes seem to go to the same place as he extends his arm.

“Oh, shit,” I say.

“Bro, you good?” Jimin asks.

“Oh my God! Are you hurt?” We all crowd around him and Tia jumps into action, pulling at the man’s clothes, searching for a wound. Her hands are all over his torso and under his shirt, worriedly inspecting him.

He gasps when Tia’s hands graze across his skin and grabs her wrist, halting her movements. I can’t see Tia’s reaction from where I’m standing and I wonder if it mirrors Hoseok’s. The look in his eyes is as if he wants to eat her up, his desire is palatable. They stand staring at each other like that for what seems like hours, then he rights himself, snapping back into the moment, and slowly releases Tia’s hand.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” he questions, obviously confused.

He looks down to see what we are all going on about, only to find that his jacket is bloodstained.

“Oh, damn…this must be from that guy. I’m okay. I’m not hurt,” he reassures us.

Before they leave, one of the officers lets him know that they will have to take it in as evidence. While it isn’t winter yet, it’s still a bit nippy out, especially in the middle of the night.

“Would you like to come in? You must be cold,” Jungkook offers.

I wonder if he can feel it…the pull. He’s got to be one of us, judging by his effect on me. On us.

Nervously, I’m observing his eyes, looking for any indication of what he will say next.

“I wouldn’t want to intrude,” he says politely.

“No intrusion at all. You’re more than welcome,” Tia says.

“Okay then…I would love to,” he accepts.

And then there were five…another piece has been added to our puzzle.

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