#jin and kookie though

[wildestdreamsblog]

In All Lifetimes: Prologue

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Summary: In which you have loved them across all seven lifetimes, and stopped at eighth. And in every lifetime, they loved you just as intense. Yet each lifetime their love became darker and darker.

Or in which you stopped loving them on the eight lifetime- only to wake up at the very first lifetime where their love hadn’t turned dark yet.

Warnings: Poly relationship, yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Murder intention, Violence, Mention of death, Sexual themes, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: I have always wanted to try writing for all of them. Do tell me your thoughts and enjoy!

“Please! Stop it, Namjoon. P-please!”

You were screaming as tears were falling down your face, willing the tall man in front of you to listen. But it seemed like you had already lost him to the darkness. You looked at your side and met Hoseok’s cold eyes, but even he seemed to have lost his own sun. He looked at you without any emotion. It was apparent that he wouldn’t help you.

“Jin? Please, please. Please stop him, hmm? Please help,” you begged him with tearful eyes, clutching the front of his shirt. If anyone had any chance to stop Namjoon, it was Seokjin. But the tall and beautiful man only looked down at your hands clutching his shirt with indifference before meeting your desperate eyes. He slowly shook his head, merely content on watching the scene unfold in front of him.

“He deserves it, my queen,” he softly said, his eyes brimming with hatred.

You were shaking your head even before he finished, “He doesn’t! He was only helping me. It wasn’t his fault-“

“He dared take you away from us,” a quiet voice sounded from your side. Yoongi was nonchalantly leaning against the wall, his stance relaxed. But it didn’t fool you. His shoulders were tensed as he let Namjoon unleashed hell. Lazily, he shifted his eyes to you. “No one can take you away from us.”

Not even you.

You flinched when you heard the man screaming from extreme pain. You looked behind you to see the golden maknae crying in Taehyung’s arms. The man had his arm around Jungkook’s shaking shoulders in comfort, yet his cold, dark eyes remained on you.

“Look what you did to Jungkook, noona,” his deep voice resounded over the screams of the man. “You made our maknae cry. That’s not nice, is it?”

“T-Taehyung. Please. Please help me stop this madness. Pl-“

“No, that’s not nice,” he continued as though he didn’t hear you, answering his own question as though all the screaming didn’t bother him. “You thought you could leave us. That man poisoned your mind, my queen. We need to teach him a lesson, right, Kookie?”

The crying man suddenly looked up, his red eyes focused on you. His lips were shaking as he looked at the love of their lives. You.

“H-he needs to learn, hyung. He needs to be punished. He took her away from us!”

You flinched from the sudden volume of his voice. You knew he wouldn’t help. No one could. When it came to you, their minds were closed off. To them, it was you or no one at all. To them, you were all that mattered in this world.

And their love was suffocating. Didn’t they know you left because of them? Because you couldn’t love the people they became? That you never loved them like they wanted to in the first place?

That you loved them, but never in that way.

“It wasn’t his fault! I begged him to help me leave-“

“No. You would never willingly leave us, our queen. That’s not even a possibility,” Namjoon suddenly joined the conversation as though he wasn’t torturing an actual human. You didn’t even look at him.

He was the worst of them all.

“It’s fine, noona,” Jimin suddenly said, touching your stiff shoulder softly before leaning down to look at you. “It’ll be over soon and we can all go home, okay? Just wait a little longer, okay?”

Namjoon might be the worst of them all, but Jimin was the one who refused to even entertain the thought of you not loving them. He was the most dangerous with his angelic smile and innocent form. No one would even think of the way his mind was filled with dark thoughts. And even now, he was smiling so sweetly at you.

“Our queen is tired,” Namjoon shook his head in regret before slowly lifting the gun to the man. “I shall end this now.”

No. No no no no.

And before you knew it, you were running to the man. You weren’t thinking. All you wanted was for this madness to stop, for this hell to vanish. All of a sudden, there were silence. Or maybe, it wasn’t silence but everyone’s shock. Your tears fell as you felt the piercing shot of pain in your chest.

And then you fell to the ground.

And the last thing you saw was Namjoon and the others kneeling beside your dying body. They were crying. They were screaming. You felt the warm blood seeping out of you in rapid succession. You knew this was the end.

Good, you thought. Finally you could escape them.

The last thing you saw was Namjoon’s handsome face looking down at you with tears in his eyes.

The last thing you felt were their tears as they fell to your skin.

The last thing you thought was that you never had to see them again.

The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes were seven men leaning down to look at your laid out form. You blinked slowly, your eyes focused on the man closest to you who was looking at you with overwhelming worry and love.

Kim Namjoon.

And then memories came rushing back to you. He killed you. They all had a hand to it.

They killed you, but he was the one who pulled the trigger.

And before you knew it, you were screaming as you attempted to scoot farther from them. The huge and comfortable bed made it possible to distance yourself from the confused men, all of who were waiting for you to wake up.

“M-my queen,” Namjoon called for you, confusion apparent in his face. “What’s wrong?”

You turned to look at all of them, your eyes shifting from their nervous forms. Didn’t you die? Did they save you just in time? Did you fail to escape them?

But then, you really looked at them and this time, you noticed the traditional clothing they were all wearing. You noticed the room you were in. You looked down and noticed that you, too, were wearing a traditional clothing.

“Noona-“

“Don’t come near me!” You warned Jimin as he called you, his eyes weary and nervous. They all jumped from your anxious words and the way you delivered it. What the fuck was happening? Was this a dream?

You needed to leave.

You needed to leave or else you would really faint, You got off the bed, never turning your back on the equally confused men. Slowly, you inched to the door, warning them with your eyes not to follow you when you heard the door sliding.

“My daughter! You’re awake!”

You turned to look at the man-only to see your father smiling at you. And he too was wearing a Korean traditional clothes.

“F-father?” Your brows furrowed as you took him in. His hair was in a dignified braid, his beard long similar to the old times. He looked as though he was a rich man from the ancient times.

Was your mind playing tricks on you? Was this your own personal hell? Were the men confusing you even further?

You felt your father’s arms surrounded you as he took you in. You never thought you would be able to hug him again, never thought that you would see him again.

“I am so glad you’re awake now, little one.”

The thing was, your father died when you were seven. So who was this man?

You turned to look at the men behind you. And this time, they didn’t have the darkness gleaming in their eyes. No. This time, they looked at you without any hint of obsessiveness in their eyes. They looked at you as though they weren’t in love with you. All of them…except Kim Namjoon.

And you just knew, they weren’t the same people you escape from.

Holy shit, who were they?

Where were you?

#bts fic #ot7 x you #ot7 x reader #bangtan ot7 #kim seokjin fic #kim namjoon #kim namjoon fic #jung hoseok fic #min yoongi fic #kim taehyung foc #jeon jungkook fic #yandere bts #bts smut

[sopebubbles]

Four

Master list

Synopsis: in a world where alphas, betas, and omegas live along side modern humans as second class citizens, you've fallen through the cracks of a society that wants to take everything wonderful from you. Luckily a timely encounter with the boys just might save your life.

Chapter summary: the boys learn several uncomfortable things about you.

Warnings: nothing? that I can think of. Y'all know this shit is sad, but the pack is so comforting.

Wc: 4.5k

"Where are you going?" Jimin asked when he opened his eyes to find you only a few steps from the door.

You froze before pivoting on your toes. "Sorry. I was trying not to wake you," you answered in a nearly inaudible voice.

Jimin stretched his neck as he sat up. "I wasn't really sleeping. What are you doing?"

You relaxed onto your heels and looked around in confusion, as though you weren't sure yourself. "I was just feeling suffocated in the room and wanted some air. I thought I could step out without bothering anyone since you were all sleeping."

He started to ask if you were leaving, but then he swallowed his words. "We can go out to the backyard if you want to walk around a little," he said instead.

You nodded as an answer and walked toward him.

"You'll want this," he told you when you came near, grabbing Yoongi's hoodie off the arm of the couch. He had changed into it when he got home from work several hours ago, and had taken the time to carefully scent it with all the alphas before casually leaving it downstairs, as if by mistake. But Jimin knew better. "It's chilly out tonight."

You took the sweatshirt he offered you. You sniffed it and tugged it on with less hesitation than he expected. Maybe you knew what Yoongi had predicted: some comforts you just needed. You were still just in someone's shorts, but he figured you wouldn't be out too long. The beta moved a pair of slides by the door in front of you to slip your feet into before he held the door open for you. You smiled so softly at him that he felt his heart stop, over the moon at how easily you accepted his gentle way of caring for you, and he returned a smile back.

There wasn't much in the square patch of the backyard. Jimin watched your figure as you walked down the three steps to the sidewalk leading to the back gate. To the left of the door, in the corner, was a table with several chairs sitting on a slab of concrete. The rest of the yard was just grass, not yet needing a cut as spring had only just started. Hobi had been begging Jin to make a proper patio for everyone to enjoy since Jimin joined the pack four years ago, but Jin kept insisting they would move into a bigger house soon. When they had bought the house shortly after Kookie became an established member of their small pack, with considerable assistance from their families, they hadn't imagined their numbers would more than double in size, at least not without any pups of their own. A bigger house would be nice, of course, but there was something cozy to Jimin about stuffing the just slightly too small house to the brim with love.

Jimin sat on the top step and leaned his elbows on his knees, and his eyes followed you as you skirted along the fence. He could see you were still a bit shaky on your legs, and you seemed to be focused on putting one foot directly in front of the other.

"Where are you from, Y/N?"

Your head snapped to look at him with wide, startled eyes, as if you'd forgotten he was there. You stared at him a moment before you said, "Sorry, I don't remember your name."

He smiled again, softly. "I'm Jimin."

You nodded and began to walk along the fence line again, ignoring his question, so he asked another. "How long have you lived in the city?"

"What makes you think I'm not from here?"

It was your accent, a slight drawl on your words that you'd never quite managed to eliminate. Jimin shrugged. "Just a hunch."

You turned the corner at the back of the yard so you faced the house and looked up at the dark windows behind which his pack slept soundly. "How do you know about True Life?" you asked, clearly not wanting to give him the control of the conversation.

You weren't going to answer his questions, but at least you were talking to him, so he didn't mind answering. "I work at a shelter for teens, so I know about all the shelters in the area."

Your mouth made a soundless 'oh' as you continued along the fence toward the house. Jimin wondered if you were aware you were marking their property or if it was subconscious. Maybe you were claiming their space as your own. Maybe you were trying to draw in other alphas with your scent. Maybe you just had no idea what you were doing.

"How long have you been there?" He asked when you didn't say anything.

"A couple weeks." You shrugged and added a moment later, "I lost my second job and couldn't pay my rent and now I don't know what I'm going to do."

"I can help you find a job." Jimin perked up at being able to make the offer. "I know places in town that have no problem hiring omegas and who offer heat leave."

"I don't need heat leave, as long as I can afford the good pills," you told him. "I just ran out this month."

"The ones they gave you can cause long-term infertility," Jimin told you.

You snorted. "I don't care about that. I'm not ever having kids. I just didn't take them because they make my stomach hurt so bad." Jimin nodded his head and went silent for a moment as you continued tracing a path at the edge of the grass. "Is that what you do then? You help people get jobs?" You asked as you turned around and went back the other way.

"I'm a social worker. I help people get the things they need. Whether that's a job or school…or a pack." Jimin saw your back stiffen at the word, a minor hiccup in your pacing before you resumed. "Would that be something I could help you with?"

You turned the corner to walk across the back perimeter again, hiding your face in shadow. "I don't need a pack," you said quietly but firmly.

"Living on your own in the city can be really hard. Making ends meet, taking care of yourself. There are all kinds of packs. Not all are together for mating. Sometimes a pack can just be friends who care about you. When Taehyung came to us, he wasn't looking for partners, but family."

You sighed heavily at his words. "Your pack seems nice enough, but not all packs are like that. Everyone acts like packs are something you have to have, but not all packs mean safety. Shitty people don't stop being shitty just because they're pack."

Jimin's breath caught in his chest. Of course, he knew most packs weren't as good as his. And he knew that there were plenty of bad people out there, even Lykos. But he didn't like to imagine what could have happened to you to bring out such bitterness in your voice.

"But I'm sure someone like you wouldn't understand that," he heard you mutter under your breath.

Behind him, Jimin could hear the front door open on the other side of the house. It had to be Jungkook coming home from his shift. He heard the thick clunk of boots where he took them off by the door, and then nothing as the other beta moved with practiced stealthiness around the otherwise silent house.

Jimin didn't take offense at your assumptions of him. It was obvious enough that you spoke from a place of pain, and that was something Jimin could easily understand, and even empathize with. He rubbed his palms together and gathered his thoughts before speaking.

"My parents died when I was ten. My mom was sap, my dad was a beta, so we never had a pack. We never even had a normal family. After the accident, I lived in a series of group homes. Some were fine. Some were worse than others, but the one nice thing was being surrounded by other people like me. I met lots of people who had it worse than me. Kids who had been adopted only to be sent back when their new family didn't want them. Others who got kicked out of the group home when they presented and couldn't control their instincts. I was lucky because I was able to go from there to college without having to navigate those years all on my own. But after I graduated it was really difficult for me to live alone. Through some friends, I found out about a…collective of sorts, where young Lykos lived together. They weren't a pack per se but they were able to help each other out in ways like a pack. Resource sharing, budgeting, physical closeness. Like I said, it wasn't a pack bond, not like what we have here, but it was better than being all alone."

You had stopped at the other side of the fence and stood with your back against the wooden planks. He waited for you to say something, but he didn't expect the words you spoke next. "I would've guessed a pack would've wanted someone like you very early on."

Jimin's face heated, and he was glad you couldn't see it in the dark. "I'm not sure what you mean by that." Although by your tone it sounded like a compliment.

"I just mean that you're attractive and pleasant to be around. And doesn't everyone want betas in their pack? You're supposed to be stable and reliable, right?" You tilted your head to the right when you asked in a very endearing gesture.

Jimin cleared his throat. He could still feel the blush on his cheeks. "I was a late bloomer. For a while I thought I might actually turn out to just be sap like my mother. To this day, my scent is still fainter than anyone I've ever known. So I guess I'm not as attractive as you think."

You snorted again and pushed away from the fence. "If I had been you, I would've just pretended I was normal. You could live a perfectly ordinary life. Not like us freaks." You mumbled the end but Jimin wouldn't ignore it.

"There's nothing abnormal or freaky about who you are. And anyone who told you otherwise is just plain wrong. I chose this life because it belongs to me. Anyone who has made you feel like being alone is better doesn't know what they're missing, whether sap or Lykos."

You stopped in your tracks away from him and to his surprise, you turned to walk toward him. "I was born to God-knows-who, and the first thing my mother did with me was throw me in the garbage. Literally. And instead of leaving me be, some idiots hauled me out of the dumpster and gave me to a family who wanted nothing but a slave and who threw me out as soon as I got my first heat. Being alone isn't a choice for me, Jimin. It's just what I am."

Without waiting for a response you walked past him up the steps and into the house, letting the screen door slam behind you, causing him to jump. Jimin hung his head in his hands, applying pressure to his temples as he considered what you had said and his own stupidity. He knew better than to assume he knew anyone's story, or to tell people what he thought they needed instead of asking first. But something about you prevented him from thinking professionally.

Jungkook came home tired as ever. No, more tired than he'd been all week. He and his partner had been the first responders to an absolutely horrific scene of a murder. Although he spent most of his shift holding the police line, being the lowest man on the totem pole, it hadn't left him unaffected. As he pulled his feet from his shoes, he wanted nothing more than to plant himself face first on the closest soft surface and sleep for a day. He struggled clumsily with the buttons of his shirt, yanking the bottom free from his trousers before he fumbled with his belt buckle. He couldn't bring himself to climb the stairs to the pack's nest, so he shuffled to the spare room and left his clothes in a pile at the foot of the bed he now slept in more often than not. He kneeled on the bed in nothing but his boxers to crawl his way to the middle and sank into the warm space. The smells that greeted him were different but familiar. Hobi's sweet brown sugar was there, but faintly, hiding behind a saccharine apple. Jungkook registered the difference on some level, maybe even knew it was wrong to be there, but the scents were so comforting he couldn't help but melt into them. He pulled your pillow to his face and covered himself with the single blanket before he quickly fell asleep.

A loud bang had his eyes popping open. Alert to danger but still half asleep. Had he slept for hours or seconds? Moments later the door to the room closed harshly and the edge of bed dipped before a body collided with his. And then a scream. Jungkook scrambled off the bed for the light switch, nearly falling when his legs tangled in the blanket. After they turned on, Jimin appeared, throwing the door open to see what was wrong. All three of you breathed heavily as you looked at one another.

"What are you doing here?" You half screeched before the betas could say a word.

"Fuck! God. Y/N, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking." Jungkook sputtered, gasping. "I was just so exhausted that I forgot you were staying here. I sleep here a lot and I just…forgot."

Jungkook's chest caved in as he watched you shake in front of him. He had promised you safety and security, assured you that no one would bother you, but he was the first to trespass. Regret stole his words from his mouth, and you said nothing at all. He looked to Jimin for some kind of help, and luckily the other man was there to give it. He took Jungkook by the wrist and pulled him gently out of the room.

"Sorry, Y/N. Get some rest, and I'll check on you in the morning," he told you quietly. He reached for the light switch before closing the door.

"Leave it," you said, urgently, fearfully.

Jimin nodded and pulled the door shut. It clicked with finality.

"I'm sorry, hyung," Jungkook breathed out in the relative darkness of the hallway.

Jimin shushed him as he led the larger man to the living room. "Don't waste your breath apologizing to me, Kookie. It was an honest mistake. She's a little worked up, otherwise I'm sure she'd see that, too."

Jungkook stopped cold, making himself difficult to lead. "What happened? Why's she worked up?" He looked back over his shoulder toward your door.

"Jungkook, you look like you're going to keel over. Sit down for a minute," Jimin coaxed, guiding him to the couch. He sat and took the glass of water Jimin offered him, drinking without hesitation.

"Did something else happen?" he asked after draining the glass.

Jimin shrugged. "Not exactly. I don't know. We were just talking, and I might have said the wrong thing or at the wrong time. She just said some things…about herself." He sighed and reached out for Jungkook. Feeling the beta solidly beneath his hands always had a grounding effect. "Her troubles haven't started recently, Jungkook. I think maybe her whole life has been nothing but pain and trouble."

"I know," Jungkook said, sounding like he meant it concretely, not merely as a suspicion.

"Did you find something about her?"

Jungkook sagged against the couch and rubbed his face with his hands. "I did, but is it okay if we go through it tomorrow?"

Jimin smiled softly and ruffled his hair. "Of course, Kookie. I'll help you get upstairs so you can get some rest."

Jungkook yawned wide, stretching out his long arms. "I'll sleep here. You can go up."

"No, baby," Jimin shook his head.

"It's okay. I promise I won't bother her again."

"It's not about her, Kook. It's about you getting proper rest in the nest. Now."

Jungkook sighed. "I can't. I don't smell right after work. I don't want to ruin everyone's sleep."

Jimin's face crumpled. "Is that why you never come up anymore?" Jungkook nodded, eyes fixed on his knees. It's at least most of the truth. "Baby, no one cares. They'll get you smelling right in no time. C'mon, let's go."

Jimin pulled Jungkook like dead weight, but eventually got him to his feet. Jungkook was too tired to not let the smaller man bear his weight as they made their way up the stairs. When they got to the pack's bedroom, the door opened with a creak that Hoseok had been meaning to fix. The omega lifted his head from the bed in an attempt at alertness.

"Pup delivery," Jimin whispered, placing Jungkook gently on the edge of the nest. Hands from more than one person reached out to hold him and he was completely engulfed, snuggled in by his mates before Jimin closed the door once again.

Hobi could be nibbly in the morning. Jungkook had nearly forgotten about that. It had been a while since he had felt the omega's tongue lap at his scent gland, nudging him awake with his nose and gentle kisses.

"Morning, baby," Jungkook chuckled.

"Wakey, wakey," Hobi sang, though he was hardly awake himself, still feeling sleepy and far from ready to start the day.

"How did you sleep?" Jungkook asked conversationally as he carded his fingers through his omega's hair, keeping his voice low since he wasn't sure if the others were awake. The body on the other side of him—Yoongi probably—felt very still. Jungkook didn't know how he'd ended up in the middle of the nest, but he was pleased to be there.

Hoseok smiled against his shoulder. "So good, Kookie. I've missed you in the nest. I'll keep that girl here forever if it will make you sleep next to me every night."

Jungkook stiffened. Guilt for too many wrongs to count washed through him. But Hobi was quick to stroke a soothing hand down his chest. "I'm sorry," he choked out.

"Shh. I didn't say that to make you feel bad. I just love having you here. We've been together for so long that it doesn't feel quite right to have you missing. I feel like I wash the sheets twice as often because they don't smell the same without you," he chuckled. "But it's okay. I know you need space right now."

Jungkook pulled his mate tighter to him, inhaling the sweet scent from the top of his head. "I'll try not to be so distant. I know it isn't fair to you."

Hoseok shook his head. "I just want you to be happy, pup. But you don't seem very happy these days."

Yoongi shifted on his other side, wrapping an arm around his waist and nuzzling his other shoulder.

Jungkook hummed. "I'm happy right now."

"Now if only Jiminie were here this nest would be perfect," Hoseok mused.

"I'm here!" Jimin called from the hallway outside.

Hoseok lifted his head over Jungkook's chest. "Get your cute little butt in here then!"

Jimin didn't waste a second in following orders. He skipped to the bed where he was playfully pulled down to the mattress by a giggling Taehyung and squished into place between the alpha and Yoongi.

"Why were you out in the hallway, baby? Is everything okay downstairs?"

Jimin lifted himself up to hook his chin over Yoongi's shoulder. "Everything's…fine. I just missed you guys, and I thought I could do the job just as well from up here as down there," he admitted sheepishly.

"Was the door slamming and a scream last night real? Or did I dream about it?" Namjoon asked from the other side of the bed.

"Oh," Jungkook remembered. "I might have scared Y/N last night. On accident."

"After I made her upset, which is why she slammed the door," Jimin added.

Jin seemed suddenly aware, looking between the two betas with alert eyes. "How did you upset her?"

"I was trying to talk to her about the benefits of being in a pack. But I think I hit a nerve."

"How so?"

"She…she told me that she was abandoned as a newborn and adopted by saps who treated her horribly."

"And then I accidentally fell asleep in her bed and freaked her out."

Jin sat up, choosing for the moment to gloss over Jungkook's transgression to look at Jimin. "So she's basically always been alone?" Hoseok's hand found his, gripping him for comfort at such an unimaginable thought.

Jimin grimaced. "Not necessarily. Something she said last night stood out. I think she might have had a pack at one point. But based on what she said, it wasn't a good experience."

Hoseok tilted his head curiously. "What did she say?"

"She said bad people are still bad in packs, and packs aren't always safe," Jimin frowned.

Hoseok shuddered. "You might be onto something," Jungkook said.

Yoongi opened his eyes for the first time, though he'd been listening all along. "What did you find out?"

Jungkook cleared his throat but his voice came out nervously. "Before she came to this city, she served six months in a county jail in another state for solicitation."

"What?!" Several voices demanded, the whole nest suddenly in movement.

"A friend of mine who's on desk duty did some digging for me and found out she'd been arrested. In her testimony, she said that her alpha forced her to do it, but she pleaded guilty."

Hoseok thought he might actually throw up. He had heard stories on the news of omega sex workers before. Not just Lykos but even more often Sapiens would pay to have sex with omegas. But the thought that an alpha would do that to one they called their own chilled him to the bone.

Namjoon tugged his hands through his hair, his mind frantically trying to think of a way to make such an alpha pay for the crime. "Was the alpha arrested too?"

Jungkook shook his head. "She wouldn't give a name because she feared for her safety."

Jin's skin stretched painfully over his knuckles as he fisted the blanket. If his mother heard this she would use her family's considerable wealth and power to track down that alpha and make him suffer. Could he call in such a favor on your behalf?

Without a word, Taehyung got up and walked to the door.

"Tae, where are you going?" Jimin asked, anxious at the sudden loss of his mate.

"I don't want to hear anymore," Tae replied angrily.

"Sweetheart-"

"No. I don't want to hear any more about her from you. It feels wrong to know these things about her when she hasn't told me herself. It's an invasion of privacy and I won't listen."

"I'm sorry, Tae. I was just trying to figure out how we could help her," Jungkook defended himself.

Taehyung sighed, looking back at his lover. "I get that. And I want to help her, too. I just…ugh. I haven't even really seen her and I haven't gotten to talk to her. It feels weird for you to dig up information on her. It's like she's a character in a movie and not someone in our house. I don't know how to explain it but it makes me uncomfortable."

Jimin's heart melted. Taehyung's sensitive soul had a way of turning them all to mush. The beta slipped off the bed to wrap his arms around him. "Okay, alpha. No more digging, okay? Come back to bed. Don't be upset." Tae allowed himself to be pulled, always particularly sensitive to Jimin's coaxing. "Kookie won't do any more digging, right?" The maknae nodded. "Come back and let me cuddle you a little more, and then we can help Hobi get some breakfast going for her, okay?"

Taehyung followed Jimin back down into the nest with a pleased, boxy grin, wordlessly covering him with his body and nuzzling into his neck. While Jimin whispered sweet nothings into the youngest alpha's ear, the rest refocused their attention on Jungkook.

"Now, how did you end up in Y/N's nest?" Jin asked, appearing sterner than he ever was.

Jungkook blushed deeply. "I was an honest accident, hyung. I was just so tired and my feet carried me there. Jimin and Y/N were outside, so I didn't notice until she came back. Besides, it wasn't much of a nest. I usually sleep with more blankets than she had."

Hoseok frowned grumpily. He wondered if you would let him teach you. But it wasn't his most pressing issue in mind.

"What's wrong?" Jin asked, plucking a pouty lip.

Hobi turned to Jungkook once more. "I don't like that your first instinct is to go sleep in the other room." Jungkook opened his mouth to argue but Hobi wouldn't let him. "I know you have a long list of reasons why you do it, but I don't want to hear them. I don't care that you come home at 4 in the morning. You aren't bothering anyone. Do you think Jin and I sleep well knowing you're not here where you belong? I don't care if you come home smelling like the street and other people. I will make you smell like Jungkook again in no time. I'll make you smell like your pack. Unless you don't want your pack anymore. And if you're trying to pull away from us, then that's something we really need to talk about. Just be honest!"

A sad whine came from Jungkook's throat. Neither of them had expected those words to come out, though Hobi had been holding onto them for several weeks, only sharing them with Jin. "Hobi! I never want that. I never want to not be part of this pack. You're my home!" He whimpered, pulling the warm omega on top of him, forcing Yoongi to make way.

"Then act like it," Hobi mumbled into his chest.

"I will. I'll sleep here every night," he replied, holding his love close.

Hoseok smiled. At least that was one worry off the list.

A/n: Thank you for reading! Please let me know what you thought in the comments and reblogs! They mean the world to me 💜

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(Tw: talking about military stuff, death, pregnancy, implied abuse) I have a super angsty au in mind that is both an idol au and and omegaverse, where alpha! Jin’s second in command sacrifices himself for him, or maybe it’s a training accident gone wrong. It takes place just after everyone in jinnies pack has gone in for service, even the beta’s 🥺

and he comes to know that the man’s omega is with pup and takes on the task of raising them and supporting the omega, going from the tense and sad first meeting where jin can barely see the baby bump under her long fluffy coat and then the devistation when he realizes /oh/ sweet little omega is going to be alone, and his alpha- still mourning and licking his wounds from the trauma of almost war- because it was just mandatory military service right? the only reason why he’s waking up afraid at night isn’t trauma or? Maybe it is? Can you have trauma if you never saw real war?

Maybe she’s got a bit of a secret too- although Jin talks about her mate like he was god gifts to mankind…maybe in secret shes a little glad that he’s dead, because he wasn’t so kind behind closed doors.

I’m just picturing him calling with his packmates, and all of them agreeing that yeah- they should help- because their pack alpha is here and hers isn’t, and they owe it to him for saving their hyung. At least until the pup is old enough for her to work- they can both live in the packs house- a house paid for by their music not just their military salary of course.

I’m just imaging the start of it, jin alone in the big pack house with her that he’s used to being filled with loud and soft love. I bet they’re both very needy behind closed doors, jins out but it feels like he never left and he need- needs someone to look after to make the loneliness not so bad. Imagine the slow lingering touches, at night when he wakes from his night terrors and she’s there smelling sweet and pupped and safe. Pregnant omegas always have a soothing affect on alphas.

Imagine those soft protective looks go hungry eventually, because she looks and smells so sweet as she starts to show more and more, the rest of the pack coming home one by one and realizing /oh/ having a pregnant omega around when they’re all healing and still a little riled up and protective because the military has done a good job of cultivating their protective sides into something lethal is really nice, it’s really nice to have an omega around- because none of them had ever presented as omegas, just 2 betas and 5 alphas.

Of course the love would Combined with a little bit of guilt because if her alpha wasn’t gone- then they wouldn’t have her would they? And she feels too guilty to really let them touch her even though she want it, until… the youngests come home and within 3 hours half of the pack is in rut and she has a pregnancy heat 😩 maybe a touch of fated mates with her and kookie, someone she’d never met before only seen over face time, maybe when she first came there she snuck in to jks room and made a nest with his clothes and didn’t really understand why, but it’s because her omega knew and she didn’t.

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Stay Alive (19)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: None

A/N BETA READER. Thank you all for the birthday wishes! I love all your comments and the as always made my day

You quietly hummed it yourself as you got busy with moving Jungkook’s clothing around. The boy laid still on the bed, not moving at your touch, which made you want to frown. 

“Okay, Kookie.” You spoke to him. “I'm gonna have to give you a sponge bath, so bare with me.” As you finished talking, you began to move his shirt off him. Your eyes slowly went wide the more skin you began to expose. 

“Lord, give me strength.” You whispered to yourself. You rung the rag out in a water bucket, moving to clean Jungkook’s clammy skin and tried your best to get him as fresh as possible, keeping your eyes on your work. 

Once again, this is your job. You kept repeating to yourself. 

As you got to the end of his arm, you sighed to yourself, leaning back. “Oh Kook. When are you gonna wake up?” Your bottom lip trembled. “I miss you. I want to see your bunny smile again.” 

You went to grab onto his hand laying at his side, intertwining your fingers with his. “The boys all miss you. Hobi is really worried; Jin as well. He keeps coming to give you food and stuff. It's hard when you won't get up to eat it, though.” You tried to laugh, but it came out breathlessly. 

“(Y/N).” You smiled up at the boy who had entered. 

Just like always, he had a plate of food, moving to place it on a table. 

“Hi, Jin.” You grinned at him. “How's your day going?” You asked.

Jin kept his eyes on you, pursing his lips as he watched your eyes full of unshed tears. However, you still kept your smile, trying to move on. He chose to grant you the wish, not wanting to make you more upset. 

“The same as always.” Jin shrugged. “Have you already done your rounds?” He asked you. 

“Yeah.” You answered, turning back to Jungkook. “I usually check on Joon first to come see Jungkook for a bit longer.”

“Forgetting about the rest of us?” Jin teased, a grin on his plump lips. 

“I could never!” You looked over at him, appalled. I”'ll have you know, I hung out with Taehyung and Jimin just the other day.” You smiled, remembering the two youngest bickering over the top of Jungkook.

“One of you is always here with me.” You began to think about how all of them would somehow find a way to be in the room with you. “I enjoy all your company. I'm sure Jungkook likes it too.”

“Ah, yes.” Jin hummed. 

He began to think about all that Jimin had told the group from the other day. He had heard some of your conversation with Taehyung, which prompted him to ask out loud if any of them had told you about what they were. It was clear none of them had spoken to you about it, but the others were starting to have their suspicions about you knowing on your own. 

Hobi claimed you still had your mark, so it wasn’t something you just suddenly remembered. When Hoseok had explained this, Jin remembered the day you were in Jungkook’s room and he had entered. He knew you had rushed to put down a book you were reading, and when you left he had taken a look. It had been Hoseok’s journal you were reading. 

“They told me about that.” He moved to take a seat next to Jungkook’s feet. “(Y/N) what do you think about magical creatures?” He asked absentmindedly. 

You looked up at him, tilting your head. “They're cool?” You told him, confused as to where he was going.

“Do you believe in them?” He looked at you, holding eye contact as he waited. 

You sucked in a breath, feeling like he was looking for a specific answer. You glanced at Jungkook, frowning. “I can't tell you.” You answered. 

“Why not?” Jin stressed, shuffling closer to you. “Tell me.” He demanded. 

When he saw your wide eyes looking at him with worry, he sighed and sat back down. “I want you to be truthful.” He told you quietly. “If you don't want to; then tell me if you read Hobi's journal.”

“I don't know what you're talking about.” You immediately said, looking away.

“That book you were reading the other day when I came in was Hobi's journal.” Jin explained to you. He leaned over, pulling your chin to make you look at him.

You licked your lips, eyebrows furrowed together as you were scared of answering. “How much did you read?” He asked you.

“It was nothing!” You shook your head. “I don't know, he was probably just making up a story.” You continued, pulling yourself from his grasp. 

“I know you've been asking questions.” Jin started. “We all do.” He grabbed your cheeks softly, wanting you to be honest with him. 

You could see behind his eyes how much he wanted you to be honest with him. You knew they were people who put their everything into the trust they had for each other. They had allowed you to take care of them, which meant they trusted you as well. You didn’t want to break that feeling by lying to them.  

“So tell me the truth. Do you believe in magical creatures?” He asked you again. 

“I don't have proof.” You whispered, looking over Jin’s face. 

Jin pulled back wistfully, looking over Jungkook’s frame. He placed his hands on his hips, pursing his lips. “Give Jungkook a kiss.” He immediately told you, looking at you seriously. 

“What?” You answered. 

“Kiss him.” Jin said as if it was nothing. “He'll wake up with a true love's kiss.”

Your eyebrows pulled together as you gave Jin an incredulous look. “That's obscured.”

“No it's not.” Jin huffed. “Everyone knows love is the most powerful thing known to man.”

“Says who?” You asked. 

“My people.” Jin answered like it was obvious. “You want proof. Jungkook will wake up if you kiss him.” He pointed at the boy again. 

“Jin, I can't just kiss him!” You exclaimed. “He's not gonna know about it! That is like—a big no no here.” You shook your head. “Consent!” You shouted, pointing at the man.

“We're never gonna get anywhere.” Jin rolled his eyes, pinching his bridge nose as he seemed to get irritated with you.

You looked at him with a frown, your attitude showing. How dare he be the one to be irritated?

“What's going on?” Hoseok spoke up, walking into the room with a frown.

“I'm telling (Y/N) to kiss Jungkook.” Jin spoke up before you could. 

“Why would you do that?” Hobi frowned, looking between the three of you.

“True love kiss. Duh.” Jin frowned at Hobi. “You honestly didn't think of that before?” He added.

“There was no reason for me to!” Hoseok exclaimed. “Be honest with yourself, when was the last time we've even thought about love?” The man asked Jin.

His question made you frown, but you had other things to talk about at the moment. “Hello! I'm still here.” You spoke up, interrupting them. 

“You have to kiss him, (Y/N).” Hoseok told you. Jin hummed in agreement, which only made you scoff.

“Hobi!” You yelled.

“Just on the forehead is fine.” Hobi tried to assure you. “That works too.” He nodded his head, a grin on his lips.

You looked between the two, watching as they gave you expectant looks. When you glanced at Jungkook, your shoulders dropped. It had been a couple of days of waiting and here were some of his closest friends telling you that he would wake up with a kiss. 

It sounded stupid–like they were reading up on some many fairy tales. However, they sounded so sure of themselves. It was like they knew exactly what was going to happen if you gave Jungkook a kiss. 

You groaned to yourself, shuffling closer to the man on the bed. With a sigh, you gave the two other men a glance, leaning down. As you were a breath away from Jungkook’s forehead, you closed your eyes and placed your lips onto his warm skin. You left them there for a few seconds, trying not to be too upset if the boys were wrong. 

As you pulled back, your eyes drifted over Jungkook’s body. You lips pulled together as you tried to keep yourself from crying. 

“It didn't work.” Hoseok frowned. 

Just as you were about to turn around to speak to the two, there was a sudden gasp and someone coughing. 

“Jungkook!” All of you yelled, rushing to the boy’s side. 

You and Hoseok pulled him onto his side, while Jin went to get a cup of water. The boy was trying to regulate his breathing as he slapped his chest. 

“What on earth is happening?” He asked, looking at all of you. His fingers moved on his chest as they felt around his bare skin.

“Where’s my shirt?”

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BTS & Grace: Bed Time

Note: I've got a bit of writer's block and there's a lack of inspiration so I thought this might help me get back into the swing of things. Enjoy!

SEOKJIN

They somehow managed to get the same hotel room. That was a miracle in itself since she was normally roomed with one of the maknae line so she could keep an eye on them and Seokjin was normally with Yoongi or Namjoon. They had also been given a double bed though it came with a side-eye look from their manager when he handed them the room key. 

Grace let out a groan as she flung her tired body onto the bed, ignoring the fact that she was still wearing her travelling clothes, that she hadn’t taken a shower and that she hadn’t unpacked yet. 

She felt a light tap to her shoe and opened one eye, seeing Seokjin standing there with his hands on his hips. He was about to go into Dad mode, she could see the words forming already and she knew exactly what he was about to say.

“I know, I know. I need to go shower,” she sighed and reached out her hands with a slight pout.

“Then up and at it,” he grinned and tugged her up. “It’s nearly bedtime. Go shower while I deal with these suitcases and we can watch that episode we missed.”

“Room service as well?” she asked, turning on the bathroom light and wincing at how bright it was.

“Wedges, I’m guessing?” he called out, pulling open his suitcase to grab his pyjamas and laying them over the radiator. 

“You know me well,” Grace yelled back as she ran her shower. It took all of 30 minutes to have a quick shower, do her skincare routine and come out to find the TV was on, wedges had been delivered with plenty of dips and Seokjin in his pyjamas with a facemask on.

“That never stops being hilarious,” she giggled at his facemask as she pulled her own pyjamas on and crawled into bed, taking the bowl of wedges with a happy sigh. Seokjin’s arm landed around her shoulder, tugging her close while he turned to their program they had been watching on the plane. 

YOONGI

“Are you sure you’re okay with me being in the same bed? Won’t hyung get mad?”

Grace levelled Yoongi a dead stare which had him shutting up and climbing under the covers with a slight bit of difficulty as his arm was currently in its brace. He had been having bad nights recently where he was struggling to roll over, to get to sleep, to then wake up and get out of bed to go and get a drink or go to the bathroom. So every morning he was waking up, more tired than when he had gone to bed. 

Grace being Grace had taken one look and went into worry mode. 

“Yoongi, just get in the bed. No Seokjin won’t get mad, in fact he suggested it and if you didn’t want to, he’d be sleeping with you. So shut up and get yourself comfortable,” Grace said as she turned on the bedside lamp that was next to Yoongi and handed him the remote control for the TV. 

The great thing about being the only female and the eldest, it meant that she had her own room with a double bed, with a TV and right next door to the bathroom so she normally got to the shower first. 

“I’ll go and get some water. Pick something to watch and I’ll be back in a moment,” she said as she closed the door behind her. 

Yoongi sighed and shuffled against the pillows that had been propped up for his shoulder, doing what his sister had told him and turning on the TV to flick to some documentary they had watched ages go. 

“Ya! Go to bed! We’re up early in the morning,” he heard Seokjin yell in the hallway, followed by the giggles of Jimin and Taehyung then the deep laughter of Jungkook. 

“No Kookie, you can’t sleep with me tonight,” Yoongi heard Grace sigh outside of the door. “Yoongi is with me tonight. Sleep with your Jin-hyung.” There was a loud groan that echoed around Grace’s bedroom as she opened the door and closed it again. 

“Why have children when you have the maknae line,” she grumbled to herself as she put two water bottles on the table and shut off the main light. “I might as well buy a king size bed and everyone can sleep in here,” she continued while climbing underneath the covers. 

There came no reply from Yoongi so she glanced over to find him fast asleep, covers pulled up to his chin. She chuckled and reached over, turning off the light. “Good night then.”

HOBI

Grace and Hobi had their nighttime routine down to a fine art. Regardless of whether it was in the dorms or in the hotels, most nights they would meet outside the bathroom at around the same time to do their nightly skin routine. It had become a joke with the rest of them that the bathroom would be unavailable for around forty minutes at around 9pm at night. 

First, they put on the fluffy headbands to push back their hair. Grace had an orange one with fox ears and Hobi had a brown one with squirrel ears. Then it was all about cleansing their skin of all the makeup and products that had been on their skin for the day. 

They never spoke, never said anything about their day or the boys or any gossip. Just worked through their routine as Hobi’s playlist played in the background. 

Then it was the toner, eye cream, a serum and finally moisturiser. 

They worked together in unison to hand each other the products, help where they needed to whether it was the toner or the serum because that stuff was just waiting to get in their eyes. Sometimes an extra pair of hands were needed when one of them forgot about their contact lenses. 

With all that done, Grace washed her hands and paused when she realised Hobi was putting on a facemask. “All that and you put on a face mask?” she asked, puzzled as to why they had done their routine only for Hobi to pull out a face mask.

“It adds more moisture to my skin. It’s been really dry lately with the cold weather,” he explained as she grabbed the packet to read what it was and what it did. 

“Oh, I thought you were trying to make your skin less oily or something,” she grinned and laughed when he gave her a good shove. 

“I’ll see you in the morning, Hobi. Same time tomorrow?” she asked as she opened the door, tugging off her headband.

“Same time as always noona. I’ll grab you some face masks tomorrow while I’m out. You could do with some more moisturising.”

NAMJOON

 Normally they’d be seated by alphabetical order so Grace normally had the first seat if they went in order of surnames. On this flight to America though, Grace found herself sitting next to Namjoon as they entered first class.

“The originals,” Namjoon grinned as found their seats, dumping his carry on the floor then kicking it underneath his seat.

“The originals,” Grace chuckled as she got herself comfortable for what was going to be a very long flight. They’d be arriving at 8:30 in the morning and with a quick glance at her watch, it was only 2:30pm. With a long sigh, Grace changed out of her sneakers and into the slippers provided. 

Take off wasn’t too bad and she wasted no time in turning her chair into its bed format which allowed her to stretch her legs out fully.

 “Ah, noona?”

Grace chuckled under her breath as she knew what had happened. Namjoon had obviously gone to follow suit and stretch out his chair into a bed but didn’t quite know how to do it or was afraid of breaking something or maybe even losing his passport that was safely tucked into her bag.

Without saying a word, Grace got onto her knees and reached round to hit the switch that did exactly what Namjoon had been about to ask for.

“How did you know?” he asked, climbing onto the bed and stretching out his long legs as much as he could.

“Like you said, originals.” 

They both managed to find a film together to watch and as if they were twins, they settled in the same exact position with the same exact look on their face. However, about half an hour in, Grace felt Namjoon reach over and gently link their fingers together. It had been a little habit of theirs in the early days when they had to go and face the big executives together, both nervous as hell so they instinctively reached for each other's hands. 

Yoongi found them an hour later, fast asleep, still fingers linked so he took a quick photo and sent it to the group chat with the message ‘goodnight from your leaders.’

JIMIN

Jimin hadn’t wanted to admit it but he was sick. Sick as a dog and likely to infect everyone else in the dorm as they all slept in one room. The perfect breeding ground for illnesses that could threaten the schedule of a trainee who was already unsure if they would make it.

That was Jimin - every week there was a meeting as to whether he was going to continue being a trainee and a possible member for the new group that would later become BTS. And the fact that he was as sick as he was made life even worse, because that meant he couldn’t go and train, couldn’t dance, couldn’t sing.

He was sure this would be the perfect excuse for the company to get rid of him. 

The rest of the boys had left him on his bunk bed, coughing into his pillow as his body fought the fever, leaving him in a puddle of his own sweat. They couldn’t afford much medicine and what they had scrounged was already on his bedside table. 

Desperate times called for desperate measures. 

Grace quietly let herself into the dorm that was just down the hallway from her own very small place. It smelt of stale food, teenage boys, sweaty feet and rotten eggs. There were shoes everywhere, a pile of clothes that needed to be washed in the corner and the dishes from the past two days piled up. 

Tutting to herself, Grace went into the bedroom. 

“Dear me,” she sighed as she opened the tiny window to let some air in and then she got to work. Dishes cleaned and put away, the clothes in the wash, another window opened. Some fresh fruit and soup were ordered and delivered, new bedding that had yet to be dried was dried and put on the beds. With that all done, she turned to Jimin.

It took a lot to coax him out of his bed and into the shower but she just about managed it, shushing him when he got embarrassed about how she had to undress him where he stood but he was just too weak.

Finally, after what felt like an age, Grace got him back into his bed but this time on top of clean covers and already feeling a hell of a lot better than he did that morning.

“Come on, scoot over,” she said as she gently nudged his side so she could climb over and lay down on the bunk bed with her back against the wall.

“You’ll get sick,” Jimin whispered but she took no notice, wrapping her arms around his thin chest and pulling him close. 

“Don’t worry, just go to sleep.”

TAEHYUNG

They had two hours to go until they were called for their slot and each member had taken to a chair, settled down and went to sleep. With their gruelling schedule it was hard to find five minutes just to close your eyes and get enough energy to power on with what you were just about to do. 

But Taehyung, as much as he lay at an awkward angle and closed his eyes, sleep just wasn’t coming. He was hyped up, ready to go, ready to perform, ready to see ARMY, ready to give the camera what it wanted. He could just keep going and going until they pulled up at their dorm at a god forsaken hour. 

He opened his eyes and saw only five minutes had passed. A hand reached out to try and find his phone but then he realised their managers had taken their phones away when it was time to take a nap so he couldn’t even play on his game to pass the time. 

Slowly he looked around the room to see everyone fast asleep. 

His eyes landed on his noona who had her arms folded underneath her chest, head tilted back against the back of the couch she had picked with Namjoon sitting next to her in a similar position. She had ended up leaning against his arm, trapping him in place but that didn’t seem to bother the tired leader as he let out a low snore.

As quietly as he could, Taehyung got up and tiptoed his way over to settle down on the couch next to his noona. He curled up in the space provided and rested his head on Grace’s lap, letting out a deep breath to relax. 

He jumped however when he felt a hand rest on his head, opening his eyes to find Grace looking down at him. She winked and closed her eyes again, her fingers threading through his already styled locks to help him soothe off to sleep. 

It took a few minutes but Taehyung was able to finally relax and sleep with the rest of them, all in the safe hands of his noona. 

JUNGKOOK

Jungkook quietly moved down the hospital hallways. It was late at night and there weren’t many people around, including the staff who barely spared him a glance as he headed towards his destination which was just down the next hallway. 

Grace had given birth to her and Seokjin’s daughter yesterday and while the boys had been quick to visit, they had also left the couple alone to experience their first hours as parents alone. Yet for Jungkook, who had been an anxious mess the moment he heard Grace was in labour, it had been hard for him to walk away. 

So after his schedule, he headed straight to the hospital.

As quietly as he could, he pushed opened the door and slid inside. There was only one dull lamp on and one set of curtains was open to let in the moonlight that was currently over Seoul, the city still rumbling along even if it was 1am. Seokjin was fast asleep in the pull out bed, covers pulled up to his chin with his feet sticking out. 

Baby Bora was also fast asleep in her little plastic cot and Jungkook wandered over, making sure her tiny socks were on her feet. He took a good look at what he considered his baby sister and took note of her features, seeing the likeness of his hyung but also his noona. 

And finally, he turned to what many considered to be his mother. It had been a gruelling 48 hour labour so it was no surprise she was fast asleep, on her side so she was facing her new baby. As silent as he could, Jungkook shed his coat and his boots and sat down in the chair. 

It took a bit of manoeuvring on his part but his head rested near Grace’s and only then could he finally relax. The worry over the past couple of days washed especially when he felt a blanket being draped over his shoulders by his hyung and Grace reaching over to take hold his hand. 

It was just nice to be with his family at bedtime.  

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[mykoreanlove]

to you, lil' kookie

Jungkook felt his senior’s arms strongly around his crouched body, his grip tightening with each inhale of breath. Joon always used to speak to him softly, but today he was even more cautious.

“She is not coming back, Kookie. Okay? She won’t come back.”

Salty tears stained Joon’s shirt, but he didn’t mind. His younger brother was hurt in a way he had never been hurt before. Joon would turn back time if he could. He would go back long before Jungkook met you, long before you could break his heart. Unfortunately, though, he couldn’t.

Joon patted his head softly while whispering.

“You are going to be okay, Kookie. You are going to be okay.” Jungkook started sobbing harder, gasping for air as he cried out.

“How? How can I be okay if she doesn’t want me? Tell me how, hyung?”

In the weeks prior his friends tried everything to cheer him up.

Jin took him to a fancy salon to get him a fresh look but all he saw were his sad eyes.

Hobi flew him out to LA to go out dancing with actors and models, but he just stood in the corner watching, too sad to even move.

Jimin tried setting him up with other girls, one more beautiful than the other, but everyone he met reminded him of you.

Yoongi bought every brand of liquor available but even the bitterest taste couldn’t erase the sweetest memory of you.

Taehyung took him out to the peaceful forest to spend some time in solitude, but being alone with his thoughts was even worse.

And Joon? Joon just went straight in – “face your demons and conquer them“, he used to say.

Jungkook stared at the empty, emerald green journal which was gifted to him by his hyung. He scoffed, too annoyed to even try writing about his feelings. How was he even supposed to start? Joon once told him that if love got taken away from us, it’s the small child within us that suffers the most.

“You think you need the other person but what you really need is you.”

Jungkook had no idea where Joon took all his wisdom from. Was he right? Should he give this a try? He clasped his hands above his head, trying to think straight.

“It’s not like there is something else I want to do anyway”, he mustered to himself.

Jungkook opened the black journal and stumbled upon the first page. Joon had left him a little note: “To you, little Kookie.” He smiled wholeheartedly, touched by his friend’s affection for him.

Jungkook scratched the back of his head, unsure how to even begin writing to his younger self. “Don’t overthink it. Just let it flow. This is a safe space for you, Kookie. It needs to be.”

He grabbed a pencil and started writing.

Dear little Kookie,

He scratched what he wrote and shook his head in resistance.

“God, I sound so stupid. Why am I doing this?” He thought back to his conversation with Joon.

“Picture yourself as a little kid if you find it hard to write to yourself. It’s not like you’re writing to a stranger. You are talking to yourself.”

Dear little Kookie,

Dear little Kookie,

Not gonna lie – I feel stupid doing this right now. But if we’re being brutally honest right now, I have felt stupid for quite some time now. It didn’t work out with y/n and I feel devastated. I really wanted her. I really wanted her to want me. But I guess I wasn’t her type after all.

So, she broke my heart, blocked my number and left me like I didn’t matter. My friends tried everything to make me feel better, but they failed. Hyung made me write to you, so I guess this is my last hope. I don’t even know what to say though?

Are you as sad as me?

Jungkook stared at the last sentence, hoping for some kind of interaction. He laughed at himself after realizing what he was doing.

“Who am I, Harry Potter?” He chewed on his pencil for a while before continuing writing.

You are as sad as me, huh? Guess we both feel like shit. I tried everything to run away from feeling like that. Didn’t work.

Is this forever? Can we change? Can we heal? Hyung told me about relationships, you know. He is very smart but sometimes he says things that go way over my head. He said that the most important relationship I have is with you, little Kookie. With me, I suppose.

And I neglected you for a while, didn’t I?

Jungkook interrupted his writings to get himself a drink. Facing his pain was harder than he thought. Yoongi’s brown liquor burned in his throat, but he gladly welcomed another kind of pain for once.

I am sorry, little Kookie. I am sorry that you and I have to go through this. And I’m also sorry that we had to face so much pain in the past, too. Dating is hard, don’t you think?

Loving is even harder. I am sorry for all the trouble I put you through. I never really tended to your wounds, did I? Instead, I waited for someone external to mend them for us. Sorry I neglected you all these years.

He took a deep breath before thinking about you.

Little Kookie, I am sorry for how it went down with y/n. I am sorry that I did everything imaginable to convince her I was worthy of her love while you were dying inside from heartbreak. I tried to give her everything until nothing was left of me.

I am sorry I didn’t notice you. I wasn’t there, I was too occupied with her. Y/N neglected me whilst I neglected you. I should have been here with you. I should have held your hand and reassured you. I am sorry I made you question yourself. I should have let her go and focus on you and me. I should have told you how amazing you are. How great you are. And that you are worthy of love, that you deserve to be loved. If she can’t see that, then it’s her loss.

But I didn’t. I was mean to you – and me. I lay there crying every night, wondering why I wasn’t good enough for her. I tortured myself thinking that she would find someone better than me anyway. And then she did.

I should have chosen you, but I chose her instead. And that backfired.

Jungkook sat silently crying in front of his journal. Joon was right – it felt good to get this off his chest, even if the pain was bittersweet.

“You can go on and paint her as the villain or you could use your energy on you, Kookie. Don’t you think you’re finally worth your own attention for once?”

Jungkook let his head fall back in exhaustion, thinking of all the ways he had mistreated himself. He thought back to all those moments in which he behaved like a person without a backbone, or self respect. Like a wolf starved of love he would have taken anything from you, too weak to even realize how poisonous you were.“

“I used to ask her why she didn’t want me. Why didn’t she love me? Why did she only use me? Was that all I was good for? Is this all I’m ever going to be?”

He gulped harder, holding back tears.

“All this time I felt like worthless shit. And so did little Kookie. I tried so hard for her to love me so I could finally feel whole again. I can only imagine how little Kookie must have felt.”

Shame accompanied by disgust clouded his body.

“I have made a complete fool out of myself by begging her to love me. How pathetic is that? I chased someone who didn’t want me. For months I let her play me like a fiddle. Why did I do that? Why did I do that to us?”

Soon, his feelings of self-attack merged into something greater – a hunger for healing.

Little Kookie, I don’t know what the future will hold for us, but I promise you I will be better. And I will make you proud. I won’t rely on someone else to make us feel whole again.

Or loved. I can love you for the both of us. I have no idea how I’m going to do this but I’m sure hyung will help me. Can you forgive me?

He hugged himself tightly, squeezing his arms in response to the sadness he was feeling.

“Hyung was right. Even if it takes time, I will be alright again. Me and little Kookie will be alright this time. We have to be.”

#mykoreanlove #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook fluff #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x y/n #jungkook hard hours #jungkook hard thoughts #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts x reader #bts hard thoughts #bts hard hours #bangtan x reader #bangtan x you #bts jk #jk x y/n #jk x you #jk x reader #jk bts #bts taehyung #bts jungkook #bts v #bts jimin #bts namjoon #bts hobi #jk fanfic #jk solo album

[ratherbefangirling]

Belong 5

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Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt /Comfort, Omegaverse

Synopsis: The pack seems to be falling for you but Jungkook doesn't like it one bit. What happens when he learns you are his mate

When Yoongi wakes up on the sofa bed of their home office, he feels a body on lined across his. Wiping his sleepy eyes he notes its Jin.

Jin and Yoongi had bonded well while it might not be apparent to others because they were both shy. There was nothing Yoongi wouldn't do if it meant making Jin smile.

When Yoongi tried to move away Jin whined hugging the beta.

"I have to go to the bathroom hyung" yoongi said softly causing Jin to raise his head. Then he muffled his head in the pillow which were scented by the pack and kept so even if Yoongi who often liked sleeping alone could still be comforted by his pack.

Instead of returning to Jin, Yoongi fixed a quick breakfast for the elder.

Finally Jin awoke to the breakfast in bed. They ate together. Usually they wouldn't do it so as to set a better example for the younger members but today it was just the two of them . Also it was very quiet in the pack house. The older one's though used to and perhaps even slightly fond of the chatter appreciated the peace while it lasted.

Jin decided to play video games. After hell at work video gaming was the best stress buster.

"What do you want for lunch hyung?"

"Dont know."

"What about ramen?" Yoongi asked dressed in an apron one hand holding a spatial and other on his waist.

"The pack is the only men I want" Jin said giggling.

Yoongi shook his head to hide his fond smile and decided to go to Hoseok who was working in his studio.

When Yoongi opened the door Hoseok was busy recording himself wearing earpods so as to not disturb the other people in the house. Yoongi took his time to appreciate his mates moves, until Hobi finally noticed him.

Removing his earpod he came closer to Yoongi.

"Did you want something Hyung." Hobi asked chugging down his bottle of water.

"Lunch.. I'm planning on making ramen do you want some?"

"I'm on a diet it's only chicken and eggs for me... though I'd appreciate a salad." Hoseok replied.

Yoongi nodded already thinking about what to make salad with.

After defrosting the meat and seasoning it Yoongi left it in the oven.

He decided to go check on the vegetables Namjoon had planted in their garden.

The garden definitely needs a trim. He will have to see who would be fit for it.

He dug through the dirt for the carrots. Yoongi also plucked some other greens before wiping his sweat and heading inside.

He quickly got to washing and prepping the vegetables. He made quick work of chopping the greens.

He put down his knife to choose a peeler for the carrots because he had hurt himself last time. But the pack wouldn't have it and 'Let him destroy his pretty hands'. So they made him promise to use a peeler.

"Even if it causes wastage."

"Even then." Jin had said solemnly.

"Don't worry about the peels they make good compost hyung." Namjoon had added.

The carrots were sweet as he bit into them. He wondered if you'd like the carrots.

Jin entered the kitchen and ate a piece of carrot.

"Kookies going to love this." Jin commented.

Yoongi felt a stab of guilt. He had forgotten how much Jungkook favoured carrots since then they would always called him thier little bunny.

Yoongi decided to complete the salad and started looking inside the cupboard for seasonings where he discovered a tin of chickpeas and decided to make Hummus.

The hustle bustle of his house woke Taehyung up, he searched his bed for Jimin but the temperature of the bedding let Taehyung know Jimin hadn't been here for a while. He turned and buried his head on the pillow still not wanting to wake up.

Jimin stood beside Taehyung's mom on the front of Taehyung's parents villa. The two bedroom house was cozy and filled with memorabilia of Taehyung and his family pack. The sunny weather and delivery of cabbages had prompted making of kimchi. Jimin was more than happy to help.

When Taehyung finally woke up, he decided to go to the living room. The sight of Jimin sitting between his family and looking right at home made something inside him warm, what was even better that Jimin was glowing from the praise.

"You're so lucky you have such a good pack omega." His father comments.

Taehyung only nods not ready to take eyes away from his omega.

Jimin notes Taehyung's presence and smiles even brighter, offering Taehyung some Kimchi and even if Taehyung isn't a fan of spice he'd do anything for Jimin. Their relationship was like that from the very beginning they would not expect anything but be willing to move the world for the other.

In the evening they spent time together at the park, swinging and playing on slides and drinking coffee from the convenience store (Taehyung drinks peach tea). Taehyung is pleased that Jimin's mood has remarkably improved. He doesn't even want to think about going back to the mess of the pack house.

"Taehyungie what happened?" Jimin asks concerned. Taehyung realises he had been unconsciously growling.

"Nothing." Taehyung replies. Jimin takes Taehyung's hands in his.

"Talk to me taetae." Jimin says softly and Taehyung thinks Jimin could never know the extent of Taehyung's feelings.

"I just we have to leave tomorrow."

"You can invite your family over." Jimin says almost naively until he hears Taehyung sigh and realises what Taehyung is actually worried over.

But instead of addressing Taehyung concern he gets off the swing and points towards the dumpling selling cart.

"Race you to the dumplings. Loosers going to pay." Jimin says taking off.

"Hey !! No fair." Taehyung says and follows Jimin.

Running and playing with Jimin, Taehyung thinks to himself that he doesn't need to be worrying when he can have delicious hot dumplings and listen to his soulmates laughter.

And it's especially nice to get to eat that last dumpling.

Even if he has stomachache later due to over eating

Suyeon had been going to your house when her pack mom had asked her to look after Jungwon her little brother because she had a doctors appointment and the rest of the pack was very busy.

Jungwon and her had a huge age gap but she still loved her younger brother. Buying baby clothes when he was younger. Dressing him up. Making him bend to her will was all quite fun.

Jungwon too was devoted to his older sister. And the three of you played house and building blocks too when you were younger.

Now you would go cycling together or just to amusement parks but because of college. You had gotten busier so you couldn't make time to hang out.

The knock on your door alerted you to Suyeons arrival opening the door you immediately took Jungwon in your arms. While he had gotten heavier. He still was a baby to you.

"How's my wonie doing?" You coo.

Jungwon starts to ramble about his school showing off the new swan he had made in his art and craft class.

Suyeon used to the scene had taken it upon herself to check out your kitchen for snacks.

" There's brownies I baked yesterday." You inform her as Jungwon decides to use the swing chair and opens his tab.

"Wonie we still have to do your homework later ok."

Jungwon nods only half listening. So you take it upon yourself to check his homework and set it on table so that you could supervise his work without having to interrupt your own.

You and Suyeon were developing the final proposal that you were going to submit to the Dean and to your sponsors. After that Yeonjun and Taehee would be responsible for collecting fees from students and the rest of the finances would be Suho's job.

For the proposal you and Suyeon had scoured a lot of both offline and online markets. Soobin and Suyeon had even gone to visit some of the warehouses and restaurants.

You placed your planner next to computer and made a PowerPoint presentation. Suyeon too helped check and cross check.

In the middle your alarm rang and you made Jungwon open his books to complete his homework.

Soon it was time for dinner.

"What should we have for dinner?" Sooyeon wonders

"This new place opened I got the menu pamphlet. Do you want to check ? " You ask.

Suyeon nods.

"I'm going to have Fish and chips and we will get Jungwon Dino nuggies. What about you?"

"The ultimate Burger sounds nice.. I think I will be having that" you say.

You decide to clear the tables and Suyeon takes one last look at Jungwon's homework and then keeps it inside his school bag.

"It's ridiculous how easy it is." She tells you.

"I'm sure it's tough for him." You reply.

"Yes probably." You both are in the kitchen and Jungwon is watching TV , Suyeon checks if he's engrossed and he is so she turns to you a mischievous smile on her face, one that you've learnt to fear. "So....."

"So?"

"Come on you and Yeonjun have been chummy. Is my bestie going to finally finally have a partner?"

"It's not like that.."

"Look me in the eye and say it." She says.

Luckily the door bell saves you.

"Food's here." You say your voice filled with more excitement than you felt.

Sooyeon eyes you but let's it go.

You lay the food on the table and it's nice not eating alone.

Jungkook had forgotten about his upcoming project for which he had a mere 24 hrs left. It was an important project but Jungkook put it off for later until the dead line was screaming at his face. In his defense the recent tension had made unable to focus but talking to his pack alpha and the rest of the pack had been just the thing he needed. Soon Taehyung and Jimin would come and then after his project they could go on a group activity possibly mountain climbing because nothings better than physical exercise for one's mental health.

About you he still had mix feelings. Jungkook used to be a staunch believer in fate until he had to give up his old family for his new one and because he loved the pack he couldn't let him love you even when you had the sweetest scent he had ever sensed.

He thought about you often more often then he'd like to admit about your smile, about your hands, about how soft you were against him he still dreams about it. He wonders what loving you will be like, how would you react if he kissed you or held your hand, would you like to hug him upfront or prefer climbing his back. Would you like staying in front of his camera or behind it. Would you make cute faces or funny ones to get him to laugh.

A cup is kept on his desk bringing him to the present. Jin puts a plate of snacks to knowing Jungkook wouldn't be moving.

The pack had decided to sleep early because they were going to watch the sunrise tomorrow to enjoy the kast moment of peace before the maknaes came back but more importantly because the maknaes would never let them leave this early and the bed is more inviting and almost irresistible so.

"Here's some coffee. Don't stay up to late. I'm going to sleep. Taehyung and Jimin are coming but they might be late. " Jin told him barefaced and dressed in his favourite blue pajamas.

Jungkook nodded. Jin gave him a smile pinched Jungkook's cheeks and then left.

Jungkook stretched and dived straight into his assignment.

He was highly engrossed in his world when the bell chimed. He ignored it at first but then remembered he was the only one up.

It was probably Jimin and Taehyung forgetting thier keys. They really should act more responsible. He would get extra cuddles for this .. well after his assignment was done.

I'm coming he called out to the dor as he unlocked but instead of his two packmates he came across a little boy.

"Hey little dude what happened are you lost?" Jungkook racked his brain to remember if he'd seen the boy before. He came up blank.

"Y/n Noona sent me. Noona is sick , she fell ... needs help." The kid sniffles.

Jungkook's heart stops. Then he picks up the boy rushes to your house.

You're going to be fine.

You have to be.

Hmm a cliff hanger .. sorry peeps don't worry though we just needed to screw some sense into our kookie

Yes I'm a villainess for ending it there. But hey our dude is coming in terms with his feelings.

Yes I'm very much into eternal roommate Yoonjin and Soulmates Vmin and overall ot7.

to be fair I have struggled writing this and because of other commitments I won't have time to write. I know this is shorter than usual but less update is still update right?

Hope you like it don't be shy in letting me know

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#bts x reader #ot7 x reader #omegaverse au #bts abo #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts angst #bts drabble #abo au #bts series #bts au #jungkook x reader #ot7 x yn #bts ot7 #ot7 fanfic

[bad-decisionsot7]

Their reaction to you wanting to have sex while their friends are over.

Jin would look down at you, confusion in his eyes. "here? now?" he would whisper, trying to be as quiet as possible so none of the boys would catch on. "fuck, you're killing me y/n." he couldn't lie, the idea. was hot but his friends hearing and laughing about it wasn't something he was up for. "i promise when they're gone i'll make it up to you." he'd whisper in your ear, kissing the crease of your neck.

Namjoon would smirk, his hand coming down to rub your thigh as you two sat on the couch across from his friends. he planned on teasing you as much as possible to get you to your breaking point. he'd do things like lip bites and small groans when his friends would say something disappointing, you'd finally get up, storming to your bedroom to be put out of misery. "let me go see what her problem is." he'd excuse himself, following you, you'd get what you want, him bending you over and reminding you who daddy is.

Hobi would smirk at you, telling you to hold on a second while he talked with his friends. he'd watch you get impatient. loving how you squeezed your legs together when you'd look at him. he liked working you up because you'd take all your frustration out when he was fucking you, when his friends weren't looking he'd sneak you off into the bathroom, fucking you against the wall, faster and much rougher than usual. his lips would never leave yours, in hopes that you'd stay quiet.

Jimin would bite his lip at your request, finding the idea to be extremely hot. "as much as i'd like to just take you right here, this is somewhat a business meeting so im going to need you to be a big girl and be patient." he'd whisper raspily, kissing your lips right after. you'd be patient, occasionally grumbling or whining but he took partial notice. you had made his mind fill with dirty thoughts and that's all he could think about now, he'd shift a little in his seat, an awkward boner in his sweats.

Yoongi would be caught up in the conversation, trying to ignore you as you bugged him in his ear. your words were having effect on him though, he had a visible bulge in his pants. "yoongi, please." you'd whine, sending chills down his body. he was aggravated now. "you can't just be patient can you?" he'd turn to the boys, "excuse us for a second." and with that, he'd drag you to your guys' bedroom, instantly unbuckling his pants. "you're going to show daddy how much you want him before he does anything for you."

Tae would be intrigued by your idea, instantly focusing on you and your body. jimin would be speaking to him and he'd have no interest in the things he said, his mind only focused on you. "what did you want to tell me in private?" he'd question you, hoping you'd play along. "that's something i have to tell you in private, duh." he'd look at the boys, "well, i better go see what she has to tell me. don't wait up." he'd instantly follow you to the bedroom, his head going between your legs. "go ahead princess, be as loud as you want."

Kookie would instantly get hard, your whispers for him to "take you" playing over in his head. two can play at that game, he thought smirking, he teased you until you were annoyed, his hand coming underneath the blanket you were under, playing with your pussy while his friends talked to him, having no idea what was going on. you'd be pressured, ready to burst as you quickly jumped up, running to the kitchen to get water. he'd follow you, excusing himself from the boys. "nuh uh, im not done with you yet. since you came to the kitchen, i'll fuck you right here and you better not make a sound."

#bts #bts smut #bts smut reactions #hoseok smut #jimin smut #jungkook smut #namjoon smut #seokjin smut #taehyung smut #yoongi smut

[bts-hyperfixation]

Outside of the Fox

Chapter 25 of 30

2350 words

Y/N longs for a new life when the one she’d been living comes to an abrupt stop. Without much thought to those she is leaving behind, the little fox packs a backpack and disappears. She stumbles across the shelter and makes an interim home for herself while she works out exactly what she wants from her second chance.

Last

Airports are weird places. That's the only thing you can conclude as you try to navigate your way through the crowd. They never looked this way in the films. 

You'd watched countless romcoms where people had just run freely all the way through the vast empty spaces. The reality is something much closer to one of the seven circles of hell.  There are people everywhere, some sitting in seats, others on the floor, many just walking around getting in the way. It seems like a truly lawless environment, with many of society's rules abandoned in favour of self-preservation. 

Poor Kookie looks like he is about to faint. The youngest member was hanging from Namjoon's back, having decided a piggyback would be the easiest way for him to get through this. Jimin checked in with him regularly, pulling faces and making jokes to try and keep him distracted. You can't help but feel overwhelmed by the atmosphere yourself. 

Hoseok holds tightly onto your hand as he bobs and weaves through the crowd following after Jin and Taehyung as they lead your group to your departure gate. You had been promised that the gate would be much calmer than the main areas as they dragged you through as quickly as possible. 

And they were right. With more than an hour to go until your flight, there were only a few other passengers milling around so you were all able to grab seats together in the corner. Jungkook physically decompresses as Namjoon sets him on the ground, although his eyes stay wide and vigilant as he appraises his surroundings. Yoongi pulls out his switch from his backpack and hands it across to Jungkook before cuddling into the chair next to him, looking about ready to take a nap. 

You contemplate sitting on Jungkook's other side but Taehyung pulls you to him instead. 

"Let me take you shopping in duty-free,"  He says

"I think Jungkook used your card to buy enough stuff this week." You point out.

"But I didn't buy you those things, not really." He pouts. 

You roll your eyes and he takes this as an acceptance, linking his arm through yours and taking you off back in the direction of the crowds.

You peruse through the make-up sections, taking the brightest blushes you can find and dotting them onto his cheeks leaving him a mismatched mosaic of pinks. In return, he swatches random eyeshadows and wipes them onto your forearms. The attendants give you both dirty looks when neither of you actually select any products to buy, but none of them seem brave enough to actually interject.

Eventually, Tae takes pity on them, picking up some expensive skincare and makeup wipes to purchase. He ensures he has enough face masks and steam masks for the entire group and convinces you to pick out something extra for yourself. Even though you want to protest, you settle on a cute headband to make him happy. 

He takes the bag of goodies from the saleswoman once he has paid and fishes the headband out in order to place it in your hair. His fingers brush tenderly through your hair as he places the little trinket carefully above your ear. His eyes lock with yours and he leans in like he is going to kiss you, but as his eyes close you can't help but giggle. 

"I'm trying to charm you and you are giggling at me?" He asks, mock offended.

"Sorry... I couldn't help it, that patchy blush looks even worse close up." You shrug. 

He swipes at his face with the back of his hand, succeeding only in making it much worse as the colours intermingle. 

"Well if you closed your eyes to kiss like a normal person you wouldn't have seen it." He grumbles.

"Well, if I'd known you were about to kiss me maybe I would've." You say

"Well then, close your eyes," He tries again reaching out to tuck your hair as he had before. 

Unfortunately, this time he is cut off by the tannoy system calling out for your boarding numbers. You take his hand in yours and hurry away from the store back to where you left the others. 

"I'm never going to get my kiss." He pouts.

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The others have gathered all the hand luggage and are waiting for you when you arrive. Turns out Taehyung had taken all of the tickets with you so they couldn't board. However, it seems to be by design when Taehyung reveals that you are all sitting in first class. The eight of you fill-up the double centre isle 

Namjoon sits at the back, harrumphing to himself about how Taehyung has spent far too much money on this trip. Yoongi sits next to him to try and shut him up (He ends up just raising the centre wall to give himself some peace and quiet). 

Hoseok parks himself in front of Yoongi, often kneeling up on his seat to talk with Yoongi over the top. Taehyung sits next to him, mostly because Jimin insisted he needed to spend the flight with Jungkook but also because they wanted to watch the same movies and they could talk about them. 

And so you sat with Jin, working out nicely in your favour as both of you really just wanted to nap. You settled in quickly for the long flight, unravelling the provided blanket and draping it over your and Jin's laps. When Taehyung had suggested going to the beach you had thought he meant somewhere nearby, not a long-haul flight to the other hemisphere.

"You realise they give each of us our own blankets right?" He points out. 

"Yeah, but this thing is massive." You say shaking the fabric. "Unless you want to put up the divider?" 

"No, no this is fine. Once we've taken off the stewardesses can turn our two seats into one bed if you like, give us a more comfortable space?" He suggests.

It's clear he doesn't mean anything by it, but a blush creeps up your cheeks anyway. You don't get a chance to reply before the stewards are handing you a mimosa each and directing your attention towards a safety briefing. You watch intently as they go through the motions of showing you emergency procedures. 

The aeroplane roars to life around you as it comes to the end of the taxi, you can hear the turbines wiring and your heart speeds up at the same pace. Jungkook whimpers behind you and Jimin tries to whisper words of encouragement to the man. You want to turn around and help but the seat backs are too high and you fear your face looks too concerned to provide any comfort anyway. 

Jin glances over at you and takes in the way your knuckles are turning white from clasping onto the arms of your chair. He places his hand on top of yours, curling his fingers underneath your palm so you can hold onto him instead. He offers you a reassuring smile and you try to reciprocate. 

"First flight?" He asks.

You nod in response, unable to speak as you feel the wheels lift from the floor.

"This is the worst part, after this you can barely feel that you're moving," He assures you. "Here, take this, it'll stop your ears from popping." 

He fishes out a packet of gum and offers you a piece then takes one himself. 

Eventually, the plane levels out as he promises and it is smooth sailing for a while. The stewardesses are quick to deliver meals to each of you and even quicker to take them away when you've finished. You are lying down in a nicely sized bed within an hour of take-off ready to sleep through as much of the flight as possible. Jin has himself propped up a little to read his book as you snuggle down and close your eyes. 

"Sleep well Y/N," He says as you drift off. 

You are rudely awoken a few hours later to the violent shaking of the plane. You try to shoot up straight into a sitting position but find yourself restricted by an arm across your waist. Jin pulls you closer to him.

"Don't panic, it's just turbulence," He whispers into your ear sleepily "It'll be over in a couple of minutes."

"Are you sure?" You ask.

"Of course I'm sure."

The plane dips dramatically and you find yourself clinging to Jin. He folds both arms around you and holds you as close as he can. Your stomach flips with each judder of the plane around you but Jin's arms remain firmly in place and his lips press to your forehead as he whispers nonsense to you as a distraction. 

He is right of course, the turbulence is over as quickly as it began and the Pilots voice sounds over the P.A

"Sorry about that folks, it looks like we could be in for a few bumpy rides throughout the journey as we hit some particularly rough patches of weather. We should be over the worst of it for now though so please relax and we will let you know if we expect any further issues throughout the flight." 

You lean back and look up at Jin finding his face mere centimetres from your own.

"Are you okay?" He asks,

"I think so."

"I'm glad, but know that you can cling to me any time turbulence or not," He winks.

"Good to know." You swallow thickly. 

He holds you close for a moment longer and then releases you back to your side of the bed. You sit up and peer over the back of your chair to check on the others. Namjoon is standing up looking over everyone in the same way you are.  Yoongi is watching him carefully. Taehyung and Hobi don't seem to have even paused their movies. And most surprisingly Jungkook doesn't seem to have even stirred as he holds Jimin close in their own little bed.

Namjoon catches your eye and you reassure him you are okay. He nods and settles back into his own chair and picks his book up where he left off. You lie back down and turn onto your side looking at Jin, his eyes already reclosed as he drifts off once more. You realise as your eyes drift towards the plumpness of his lips that your mind is drifting towards how they might feel against your skin. 

It's been such a long time since you've been intimate with anyone and the kisses you'd been going a little stir-crazy with impure thoughts of late, so who could blame you for looking at any of the attractive men around you? Although some might call you greedy for staring at the only one not actively openly courting you.

"Can I help you?" He asks cracking one eye open when he feels your gaze.

"I was wondering..." He opens both eyes and waits for you to ask what's on your mind.

"I was wondering if you planned on pursuing a relationship with more than just Namjoon within the group." 

He smiles in a way that suggests he knows what you are getting at but the answer he gives doesn't reflect that.

"Well I think it's obvious I have my eye on Kookie, or should I say he has his eye on me."

"Is that all?" You ask.

You move a little bit closer to him, hoping to get a much more pleasing answer.

"Well... I suppose I quite enjoy looking at Hoseok, and Taehyung is so charming. And I guess you aren't terrible to spend time with." He teases.

A hand reaches up to cup your cheek and he leans in towards you. 

"Is this what you wanted," His breath ghosts against your lips.

 Then the minuscule gap is closed. His kisses are lazy, although that could be the lingering edge of sleep. He sucks your lower lip between his, nibbling a little before releasing it and kissing you properly again. He repeats this over again until your lips feel bruised. 

"That is exactly what I wanted." You say as he finally pulls away.

"Well, now do you want more? Because I think I want more." 

He leans across you and presses a button you hadn't seen before. It raises a barrier between you and the aisle, just high enough for those passing not to look in and lights a do not disturb sign above you. He then presses the same control on his own side. 

"Well that doesn't look at all suspicious to the outside," You comment.

"They'll just think we are sleeping,"

He doesn't give you a chance to reconsider before he starts mouthing at your neck, his body hovering over yours as bites tiny little bruises into your delicate skin. You place your hands on his shoulders feeling the way his muscles tense through his thin T-shirt. He rolls his hips against your side, his sweatpants seeming even thinner than the shirt, leaving very little to the imagination. 

His lips find their way back to yours and your mind goes completely blank. One of his hands lifts the bottom of your shirt and begins to explore the bare expanse of skin until he reaches just underneath your breast. He cups your bare chest, his thumb running gently over your nipple making you shiver. You whine against his touch. 

"If you can't be quiet we can't go any further." He chuckles.

"We probably shouldn't get any further than this anyway..." You point out.

"You're right, I haven't even gotten much further than this with Joonie yet... But this just feels so nice," He says, making a point of flicking your nipple with his thumb again. 

"Maybe we should go back to sleeping,"

"If that's what you really want," He shrugs. "But I'm not removing my hand." 

"I'm not asking you to." 

He smiles contently and settles back onto his pillow, you wriggle in close and true to his word, and his hand remains firmly under your shirt for the remainder of the sleeping portion of the flight.

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[dearweirdme]

Taehyung and Jungkook on Tae's enlistment day, that bangtan bomb video. It's going around x again and it's opening up my wounds again. Not in the sense of missing them as a bts fan, I'm ok now, I got through it and Jin is coming back really soon now. But in the sense of my heart hurting because of the brave faces they put on for eachother with eyes clearly full of pain. It kinda looks like reality sinked in. They were both so busy making content for us till almost the last day and suddenly they are saying goodbye to eachother, the life they share togeher, their family, friends. It's still so painful to watch. And that live Kookie did later on 💔 the way he pulled Tae to his chest, that last hug goodbye, the way Tae looked back while walking away. I'm still convinced Kookie didn't wear his face mask so that Tae could clearly see his face one last time, his big eyes, full of hurt but still so beautiful, still so loving.

Thank you Rain for providing a safe space to get this of my chest 💜

Hi anon!

Whenever I see footage of that Bangtan Bomb or of the live they did with Jm and Namjoon, or anything to do with enlistment my heart hurts so bad. I hate enlistment so very much (not just for Tae and Jk, just in general). I see so much hurt in their eyes...

For me the moment during the enlistment ceremony when Tae turned around and immediately searched for Jk and he then went to him.. it's just... too much almost.

Like many, I've settled into this new situation without them around... and though it still sucks... it's just the way things are right now. But every once in a while, it's still something that hits me hard. The unfairness of people being forced to pause their lives and all that contains... I hate it.

I hope Tae and Jk are doing well and that they found a way that works for them by now.

On a BTS level, I can't wait till Jin's return. I have missed that man so much 😭.

#taekook #members #enlistment

[kookslastbutton]

The Manliest ༓ jjk (m)

✑ Summary: "God damn baby, this isn't supposed to be funny. Can't you see I'm trying to do something here?"

or

Watching a bdsm movie with the guys makes Jungkook want to roleplay as your hard dom. Think he can do it or will you need to step in a bit?

Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x girlfriend!reader

Genre/AU: smut, fluff, lot of crack, established relationship AU

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: dom!jungkook, switch!reader, daddy kink, slight mommy kink, penetration, fucking from behind, bit of spanking, very loose lipped kook - he just says whatever he wants lmao, also kook is a bit of a baby but don't be fooled 😏

Now Playing: Rude Boy - Rihanna

A/N: So if you've ever read my other fics you'll notice I always add some kind of playful element in the smut I write. This is going to capitalize on that style and will have a lot of crack but it's still got smut. Just imagine sweet & horny boyfriend Kook to the fullest hahah. 😈

Let's just say today was going to be a very eventful day for Jungkook. He was going to become a manly man. Or so the M rated movie he had just watched suggested. Jimin and Jin had recommended it to the group and let's just say it really got Jungkook going.

"Baby!" He ran into the bedroom where you were resting. "I have an idea for us."

"Mm what is it Kook?"

"Let me be your hard dom."

Eyes shooting open You looked at your boyfriend standing in the doorway. "Say that again?"

Walking up to your bed, he sat down next to you. "Well you know bdsm stuff….?"

"Yeah I know. But you wanna be my dom all the sudden? We don't usually do that baby."

"Yes but, I watched something with the guys where the male lead was this really tough guy and he made the female lead his bitch."

"Jungkook!"

"Sorry sorry. He made the girl his sub. Anyway-"

"This is why I don't come to movie night with you anymore. You men are always watching something horny."

"Babe, not fair. Jimin and Jin chose it. The rest of us didn't have much choice."

"You enjoyed yourself though didn't you? Seeing as you're so anxious to recreate some of those scenes."

"Please baby? Just once?" He gave you those eyes. Yes those ones. The big doe ones that made your heart sink 20 meters in your chest.

"Alright fine," you gave up. "Is there something you want me to call you?"

"Daddy, master, or sir. You can choose." He grinned at you.

"Kookie-"

"No! Not kookie, too cute. Gotta be something manly. Let's just go with daddy okay?"

You chuckled at him a bit before nodding. "Okay daddy. We need a safeword."

"How about, Jungkook's big dick?"

"What the hell are you on? No. Let's just do red."

"Fine. But i want you to tell me i have a big dick."

"Later Kook."

"No, now!

"Oh god you're---fine you have a big dick daddy. What do you want me to do next?"

"Wait here, I'll be right back." Leaping off the bed he ran over to his dresser and took out a small item.

"Did you-you bought handcuffs? Shit. You're serious about this." You swore a laugh was going to burst out of you. He's just so cute.

"Of course, I'm not playing around with you anymore. Got it y/N?"

"Oh yes officer." You teased.

"ITS DADDY!"

Shit now he did it. You were laughing so hard the tears were coming out of your eyes.

"God damn baby, it's not funny. Can't you see I'm trying to do something here?"

"Ok ok I'll be good." You put a hand over your mouth in an attempt to calm down.

"Actually," Jungkook paused. "Can you be a little naughty so then I can punish you?"

"Jungkook!"

"What? I wanna be your brat tamer too."

"Kook, doms dont usually just say 'i wanna be your brat tamer'. They just do it…you know?"

"Well how am I supposed to do it if you're gonna behave yourself so well?" He whined.

"You gotta, you know…make me act up."

"Like lick your pussy or something and tell you not to come? But you come anyway so i turn you over and spank your ass?"

"Oh my god, what kind of a bdsm movie did you watch my sweet little devil?"

"A hot one now put your hands above your head."

Deciding to indulge him a little, you lifted your wrists.

"Listen here y/n. I'm in charge so no doing bad things okay?" He moved to put the cuffs on you but stopped at your reply.

"I thought you said you wanted me to be naughty for you?"

"Babe. You're supposed to be a brat and tell me to make you." He grunted.

"Oh sorry. If you want me to be good, you're going to have to make me daddy."

"Ok pause, its not the same as the movie. Maybe this was a bad idea."

Lowering your hands you sighed soft.

"Kook-baby this can be really hot but we gotta spice it up a little. Get a little creative huh? You want me to take over?"

"No! I'm in charge." His eyes practically bugged out of his head.

"Ok ok, easy tiger."

"Let's start over, okay?"

A moment passed before Jungkook started another session of playing your dom.

"Fuck look at you, all ready for daddy to ruin you."

"With all due respect daddy, I'm still fully clothed. I'm in my damn jammies too. How is this turning you on?"

"They're sexy jammies okay?!" Jungkook fisted the bed in frustration.

"Jungkook this is getting out of hand. Here let me slip into something else for you and mommy will take care of you. Okay?"

"Uh uh…I'm mommy tonight. I mean daddy. Fuck."

"Oh for the love to god, Jungkook just kiss me. You're so fucking cute right now."

"I'm not cute, I'm dadd-"

Cutting him off you jumped into him, held his face between your hands, and kissed those pouty lips of his. They tasted so good. Was he eating strawberries or was that just him?

"Let me take care of you." You mumbled between kisses.

He groaned. "But-"

"Shh I know. How about we play mommy and daddy huh?"

"Not the same. We don't have a baby."

You smiled at him. "I didn't quite mean it like that but…we can pretend to have one if you want."

Pulling you closer he began gently grazing his lips against the curve of your neck. You tilted you head to let him have more space. You moaned softly when he kissed the delicate bit of skin.

"So what do you say? Want to shift gears?"

Pulling back off your neck he looked into your eyes before they suddenly darkened.

"No."

And that's all he said before pushing you on your back.

"Yah daddy, daddy fuck."

"See baby, I can be your dom any day, any time." He groaned as his cock continued ramming into your sex.

"Ah yes yes I see it. You're very manly. Fuck!"

"I knew you'd come around. Look at you sweating all over my cock. Tell daddy how good he's making you feel."

"Mm Jungkook-Ah!"

A firm spank landed on the side if your ass in that moment. "What'd I say about calling me by my name huh?"

"I'm sorry Daddy. I won't do it again."

"Won't do it again? You said that the last time." He barked, pulling out of you. "Turn around and put your ass up. I'm gonna fuck that negligence out of you."

You groaned at the loss of contact but managed to do as he said. Once you were situated, he shoved his member back into your folds and thrusted it back and forth until the whole bed was shaking. His form molded with your own just right.

"Daddy!"

"That's right, don't forget it."

His movements in you quickened in you.

"I'm gonna come!" You screamed.

"Yeah? Well you're gonna have to hold it because daddy's not quite there yet."

"I can't! Jung-daddy please."

"You can do it baby. I know you can. Just a second more. I'm so close. I promise."

"Shit, hurry up!"

Jungkook was now jack hammering into you like a little energizer bunny until he finally was at his high.

"Oh shit here it comes baby. Come, come all over this cock!"

And with that the both of you had your release. He relaxed into you monetarily before sliding out of you and off your back. You turned over to lean against the headboard. Nothing but heavy panting filled the room but then your boyfriend piped back up.

"So, can I go down on you again? And can you call me sir this time?"

A/N: 💕

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#jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts x reader #bts scenarios #bts au #bts fluff #btswritersclub #kookslastbutton #fic:themanliest

[sickiesope]

I’m glad you’re back! Started reading your fics not so long ago.

Can I request a very feverish jimin, with either a throat or a stomach infection, and worried members that take care of him day and night?

Thank you sm anon I'm glad to be back too! :) I managed to get in everyone taking care of Jiminie here 💜

Downtime for Jimin

Sickie: Jimin

Catetakers: OT7

TW: emeto

Summary: Jimin hates when he gets sick.🌡

2PM:

Jimin had to sit out of dance practice after running to throw up twice. He couldn't pick up the choreography and kept missing steps. Hoseok halted it and made the younger sit down after noticing he felt warm.

"I dont know what's wrong with me" Jimin huffed. He hates missing out on dancing but he does feel a bit faint.

"I dont want you passing out on us" Hoseok tells him. He gives Jimin a trash can nearby and a bottle of water. Jimin sits on the floor leaning against the wall. He tells himself he can join again when he feels better but that doesn't happen. Hoseok ends up ending the session earlier as he sees Jimin in such poor condition.

4PM:

Jimin hates feeling like this. His stomach has been acting up all day. He started feeling warm around mid afternoon and when he threw up his lunch he knew he was done for.

"Jimin, you doing okay?" Yoongi and Taehyung wait outside the locked stall in the bathroom.

"..mhm.." Jimin moans in response. His stomach gurgles and he throws up wet chunks into the bowl.

Being sick and throwing up is one thing but doing it at your work building somehow feels much worse. Jimin worries about random people coming in and hearing his awful retches and he doesn't want anyone seeing his face after he's done. It feels too vulnerable. But today he has no other option, other than the floor in the hallway.

"How are you doing?" Taehyung asks him after the retching simmers down.

"Ugh.. I'm done.." Jimin's voice croaked. He wipes his mouth and flushes. When he finally unlocks the door they see how sickly he looks. Jimin has circles under his eyes and he's sweating lightly.

"Jiminah, you look terrible you poor thing. And you're running a pretty bad fever there." Yoongi and Taehyung help Jimin clean his face quickly.

"Ugh, let's get out of here before anyone else comes in" Jimin says worriedly. His face is flushed and his stomach still cramping, he hastily walks out. Luckily no one else was around.

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7PM:

Jimin crawled into bed after a rough ride home. His fever rising and his appetite declined. The lights are off and it feels much later than it is and his fever makes it hard to think properly.

Jungkook tried giving him some ginger tea for his stomach. But not even five minutes later he's grabbing the bucket again, heaving up the small amount he sipped.

"Awh, I'm sorry the tea didn't help hyung" Jungkook said sadly.

"It's okay Kookie, I appreciate the gesture" Jimin says quietly, rubbing JK's hand. He really wishes his stomach would let up. He couldn't even join the guys at dinner as his stomach can't handle anything.

Jungkook goes to get a new cold wet cloth for Jimin's fever. "Try to sleep some more hyung."

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12AM:

Jimin conked out for awhile but his head is so hot and bothered he woke again. Jin cleaned the bucket and took Jimin's temperature. He's alarmed at how high it is "whoa, you're burning up Jiminah."

Jimin doesn't say anything, he's too nauseas. His stomach is still threatening to hurl up more. He can't believe he still has anything to throw up, he lost his lunch and his breakfast long ago.

"Don't force it Jiminah".the oldest says softly.

"I c-can't help it--" Jimin cuts off with another harsh retch, splashing into the newly cleaned bucket.

"Hyung, I hate this" Jimin whined and dove his head into the bucket again. His stomach is still pushing up even though it's pretty much empty. After one more dry heave and just spitting out saliva, Jimin concludes that he's done. He wraps himself up in the blankets like a burrito and closes his eyes.

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4AM:

Jimin keeps falling asleep and randomly waking up again. He blames it on his fever and his stomach that still churns sometimes. Jimin thought he fell asleep on the couch at work and woke up hot and uncomfortable. Nope, he's in his own bed. Namjoon took out the fan and put it in Jimin's room, hoping it would help him cool down. The breeze is nice on his sweaty face and slightly damp hair.

Namjoon also tried giving him medicine for his fever and upset tummy but he threw it up 20 minutes later. "I think Jimin should see a doctor tomorrow morning" the leader finally says.

Jimin whines in protest but the others all agree he should.

"I think so too, he might need a different medicine" Hoseok adds. Jimin doesn't like the idea but knows in the back of his head that he should.

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8AM:

Jimin's doctor confirms he has a stomach infection. He prescribes him medication that will clear it up within a few days and in the meantime he has to take it easy. The others continue to take care of him until he's better.

#bts sickfic #bts emeto #sick!jimin #caretaker!ot7

[bangtanhoneys]

Bangtan Baby: The New Arrival

They were told labour could take anywhere from eight hours to nineteen when it came to the first child. It was going to be a long and painful process, where all you could do was wait and breathe and push when the time came to it. Grace’s mother took twelve hours to deliver Grace, and Seokjin’s mother took twenty hours. Either way, it was going to take a bit of time. 

Grace had been in labour for 48 hours before the doctor delivered the news she could start pushing and by that point, all she wanted to do was sleep and eat. The no eating was the hardest because she really wanted a greasy cheeseburger with extra pickles, curly fries that were covered in cheese and a big cup of fizzy cola. Throughout her whole pregnancy, she had been careful with what she had eaten though being on the road with a long tour meant homecooked meals were out of the question. 

But it was all worth it. 

The delivery room was quiet now, the midwife in charge had done her final pieces of paperwork and clean up and checks and left the new family to it. The last fifty hours had nothing but machine beeps, the door being constantly opened with nurses and doctors and family, sounds of life going on outside and then the sounds of a baby being born. 

Tired eyes glanced over to the large windows where Seokjin was cradling his first child close to his chest, pointing to the world that knew nothing of the important arrival. Life went on in Seoul, though the most important people had been on call and waiting. Six men had been by their phones in the midst of practice, waiting for the news that would make them drop everything. Bang PD had also been asking for regular updates and the grandparents had been in and out of the delivery suite all day. 

Grace’s mother had been by her side as had Seokjin, the two never leaving and taking it in turns to stay up with Grace during her contractions. They two had worked well as a team of constant support - breathing, massages, walking Grace around to help get those contractions going, lifting legs, helping to make trips to the bathroom. 

Now the grandparents were off for some well earned rest.

“How you feeling?”

Grace focused her eyes and it took her moment to answer, letting out a large yawn instead. “Tired, very sore. But happy.”

“I bet. That was probably worse than one of Hobi’s dance practices,” Seokjin commented. The baby in his arms fussed for a second and he paused, holding his breath until he and the baby relaxed. 

“See, knew you’d be a natural,” grinned Grace as she shifted in the bed. She couldn’t wait for a hot bath and a hair wash and that greasy burger. 

“I haven’t tried doing the nappies yet,” the new father sighed and sat down in the chair next to Grace who laughed softly and closed her eyes. “Why don’t you get some sleep? Me and the munchkin will be alright.”

“Muchkin? Nicknames already?” Her eyes were closed but she was still awake, grinning at the thought. 

“I’m working on it,” Seokjin shrugged. “I’m not letting Jungkook beat me to it.”

“Uncle Kookie,” Grace muttered under her breath and Seokjin knew she was starting to fall asleep.

“Hmm, she’s certainly going to have her hands full with uncles and saying their names.” Of course, the baby in his arms didn’t care that she had six famous uncles, a famous father and a famous mother. Right now, baby was content to sleep in her father’s arms, completely unaware of what was going to be awaiting her when she woke up. 

But she was finally here and Jin sighed happily, breathing in that new baby smell. His daughter was all his now and he’d be there every step of the way to introduce her to this new strange world and to the ARMY who were waiting patiently for her arrival. 

The perfect representation of a couple fully in love, of six uncles who already adored her and of a fanbase of whom she was named after.

#bts 8th member #bts additional member #bts eighth member #bts female member #bts fic #bts fanfiction #seokjin x oc #seokjin fluff #gracechu

[bonny-kookoo]

12. “Can’t you see that I’m trying to hide my boner here?!” with home!jungkook? 💜💜💜

A/N: The amount of asks I got for this specific quote + home!Jungkook surprised me ngl. Also oops. Rough kookie (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Languages: English | Korean

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Jungkook is at this point convinced he's done something and youre punishing him for it. That's not the problem- but if you're really punishing him, this is taking it way too far.

This isn't just petty punishment- this is torture. It's probably a crime to do this to a person in some country, he's sure of it. It has to be. There's no way this is legal.

And you're even laughing.

"alright, alright, I think this is enough for today." Hoseok laughs. "Namjoon, Jin, let's go over the actual steps one more time." you walk back to where Jungkook is sitting in the corner, jacket over his lap and phone in his hand. He looks oddly tense though- but maybe he's just yet again a little jealous of you interacting with the boys.

"oh come on big baby." you tease lightly as the others practice. You reach for the jacket as his grip suddenly tightens on it- and your eyebrows raise at that. "you okay?" you wonder, leaning forward to check his face as his other hand let's his phone go, instead pulling the side of your shirt up, covering the top of your shoulder with an irritated gaze. "wait-" you ask, before you're trying to pull on the jacket again.

"Can't you see that I'm trying to hide my boner here?!" he grits out quietly, and your eyes widen before you stifle a laugh.

"Kookie what the fuck." you laugh, and he rolls his eyes at your amusement, praying to whatever god there is that none of the guys notice.

And luckily, they don't, because Jungkook sneaks you two out into an empty dressing room, locking the doors as he now hurriedly pushes your underwear down before tucking your skirt in to protect it from possibly getting dirty. "Fuck." he curses under his breath, ridding himself if his sweats and boxers as well. "I'll pull out, I promise, but I need to-" he urges, searching for your permission, and at your nod, he breathes out a sigh of relief, before pushing his painfully hard cock inside. "what the hell did I do to you huh?!" he curses quietly into your ear before he puts your arms around his neck, lifting you up to take you standing upright. Muscles flexing, he quickly finds a good hold on you, starting go move. "dancing in that short skirt right in fucking front of my face." he scolds, desperate but careful not to be too loud. He already opened all the windows to at least minimize the smell- but he knows it's still high risk.

Still, he's sure he would've passed out if he didn't get to take you right now.

"hng-" you mumble in his neck, holding onto him for dear life while he uses you however he likes. It's rare for him to do something like this- being a rather intimate and romantic guy who prefers to keep it private rather than risky like this.

"all this time." he continues, breathing heavily. "jungkookie~" he mocks you, moving you both to have you pinned against a wall instead, arms still safely holding you. "I can't dance~" he continues to imitate with dark eyes, before his thrusts become harder, less frequent, but deeper, as if to underline his words while his gaze never leaves your face. "fucking liar." he says, and you have to hold a hand in front of your mouth to keep quiet.

He chases his high now, mind still filled with the way your hips swayed right in front of him- mirrors all around you capturing different angles of it as well, further featuring him with that sinful sight. He thought he'd seen it all.

But oh, the things you do to surprise him sometimes.

"If we were home I'd have you screaming, I swear." he promises out of breath, before his head leans down fo kiss, bite, and suck at your neck, leaving his marks along the way in his feverish actions. it's only when you've come undone on his cock, release splattering onto the tiles underneath your feet, that your legs wrap around his naked hips, keeping him close. "baby, fuck-" he curses, resting his forehead on your shoulder as he feels himself cums inside, your cunt all warm and tight around his pulsating length. "good god why did you do that?" he chuckles, aware you're on preventive medication- but he mostly likes to still stay extra safe.

You shrug. "how do we get out now?" you ask instead as you both move to clean up, your legs a bit unstable after his rather rough handling.

"don't worry, I got plan. Is perfect!" he proudly tells you, making you raise your eyebrow.

Though he is right- because when staff asks why he's carrying you, he simply answers that you fell asleep- and that little lie soon turns into reality anyways, as your exhaustion catches up with you.

Sometimes, Jungkook is really something else.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #bts smut #jungkook smut #home!jungkook

[princesslachimolala]

The Bangtan GC 📱

3. Who’s your bias? 🤔

•••

Synopsis: you (yn 🦊) are in a members-only group chat with BTS 💜

Pairings: platonic! ot7 x gn! reader

Warnings: slight angst

A/n: reader is gn (gender neutral) so read honorific’s as they apply to you, just my interpretation of who I think would bias who in this 8th member fic world, just meant to be fun not serious at all! Enjoy!

•••

🦊: I’m bored someone entertain me

🐻: can you not just leave your room and talk to us? we’re literally right next door?

🦊: but what’s the fun in that? then we can have these texts forever till we’re old and grey🥰

🐹: speak for yourself baby petal I may be getting old but I’m aging like fine wine 🍷

🐨: no one says that about themselves Jin hyung…

🐱: Jin hyung does

🐿: want me to spam the gc with old pictures of us yn-ie? we can reminisce the trainee days…😄

🐥: don’t dare Hobi hyung!! I don’t wanna to see my old hair…

🐰: I second that…

🦊: ughhhhhh

🐰: I felt that in my soul

🐥: ooh I have a fun question

🐱: ??

🐥: it has all the ingredients to properly entertain yn-ie… suspense, intrigue, drama…

🦊: oohh what’s the question minnie??

🐥: oh wouldn’t you like to know

🐰: they just said they did hyung?!

🐻: I want to know Minnie!!!! Ask me!!!!

🐥: if we each were part of army… who would be our bias?

🐨: oh here we go…

🐹: I’d bias myself

🐰: you can’t bias yourself hyung

🐹: that wasn’t a rule kookie

🦊: cmon oppa/hyung we know you’d be a joonie bias

🐥: hmm I think Jin hyung would be a yn bias

🐱: of course he would be

🐰: Yoongi hyung would also be a yn bias… maybe I am too

🦊: don’t be so dramatic guys, we all know Yoongi is a jimin bias

🦊: and kookie you’re 100% a namjoon bias, be so for real…

🐰: why you gotta out me like that

🐿: you don’t keep it quiet koo hahahaha

🐰: Hobi hyung is such a jimin bias too

🐥: he gives Jungkook bias vibes too though

🐻: who’s biasing me?😅

🐥: who do you think Tae? Me and yn obvs…

🐨: did you just admit Tae is your favourite Jimin?

🐻: wow thanks minnie🥹

🐻: feeling the love just waiting for my little one to admit it now

🦊: hope your not talking about me

🐻: who else is my little one? Jk is literally taller than me…

🦊: I would be an ot8 guys sorry, couldn’t pick

🐿: aw yn-ie that’s such a boring answer ✋🏻

🦊: Hobi!!!😭

🐿: I mean it’s sweet but… where’s the drama??

🐰: noona/hyung, you are kinda screaming Tae bias but also Jin bias??

🦊: but I love you all😭

🐱: wow a confession

🐨: we love you too baby petal🫶🏻

🐹: yah just accept your Jin bias status baby petal

🦊: but you don’t even bias me back oppa/hyung…

🐹: I did neither confirm nor deny little one

🦊: so that’s a yes?

🐹: …

🐹: it’s not a no…

🐿: AH-HA JIN HYUNG IS AN YN BIAS

🐱: okay so yn is a Jin bias, Jin is a yn bias, Tae and Minnie are obvs each other’s bias, Kook is a Joon bias… does that mean Joon is a kook bias?

🐨: I would bias the golden maknae for sure

🐰: sobbing

🐨: can you sob over my plants they need more watering?

🦊: Yoongi oppa/hyung you kinda give Hobi bias vibes

🐱: I’ll take that

🐿: thank you hyunggggg

🐿: I’ll bias you back hyung!!!

🐥: wow we’re all being so wholesome, this is not the drama I expected?

🦊: now let’s decide bias wreckers 😈

🐱: 🤦🏻

🐻: I’m a yn bias wrecker… there I said it

🦊: omg I was gonna say the same thing Tae 🥹

🐻: that you bias wreck yourself?

🦊: no- you, silly 🙄

🐻: ah- well thank you 🙄

🦊: you’re welcome 🙄

🐻: you’re stinky 🙄

🦊: back at your bro 🙄

🐻: double back at you, second brightest light in my life 🙄

🦊: wow- heartfelt or what 🙄

🐻: what?

🦊: what?

🐻: I asked you what

🦊: but I’m confused

🐻: it couldn’t be a simpler question

🐨: are yous gonna be a while or?

🐥: I love watching my babies argue 🥹

🐰: I hate watching my noona and hyung/hyungs argue 😔

🐱: we’ve reached chaos again

🐿: I’m gonna admit I’m a jimin bias wrecker hahahah

🐥: awww hyung!!! I’m a Hobi bias wrecker fr!!!

🐰: but I want Hobi as my bias wrecker 😔

🐥: you can still have him koo, there’s plenty of sunshine to go around…

🐱: I might be a Jin bias wrecker if we had to pick…

🐹: I’m a jk bias wrecker and proud

🦊: joonie?

🐨: uh- Suga hyung I guess

🦊: you okay joonie?

🐨: all fine, yn-ie

🐻: no bc no one picked Joon bias wrecker!!

🐻: sorry hyung!! I’ll bias wreck you!!

🐰: that means yn noona/hyung isn’t bias wrecked🥹

🦊: aw it’s just a game guys

🐰: but it’s not fair 😪

🐨: hyung’s okay koo, I just got in my head

🦊: aw joonie 🥺

🐱: we’re all undercover rap monster stans anyways

🐥: BIAS THE LEADER

🐰: NAMJOON IS MY PRESIDENT

🐻: NAMJOON IS MY KING

🦊: NAMJOONING IS MY LIFESTYLE

🐿: awwww look at all your dongsaengie’s joonie 🫶🏻

🐨: thanks guys

🐥: that conversation got more sentimental that I thought wow

🐹: ig we’re all ot8 army’s anyway right

🐿: yes yes 🫶🏻🫶🏻

🐰: I bias you all fr

🐱: this is so cheesy

🐱: but fr I love you all we’re tied by the red string of fate anyway

🐨: hyung- your obsessed with this red string of fate

🐱: because it’s true

🦊: thanks for entertaining me guys I’m sleepy now, goodnight!

🐰: noona/hyung! You can’t just dip like that it’s too early! Come play games with us in the game room🥺

🐥: we’re playing Fall Guys yn-ie 😏✋🏻

🐻: and I have snacks…

🐿: I’m coming to supervise

🐹: me too

🐨: coming too!

🐱: fine I’m omw…

🦊: say no more… it’s game night!! hehehe

🐰: hurry noona/hyung, Tae just stole player one from me🥺

🦊: Tae…

🐻: kookie always gets player one but✋🏻

🦊: I’m coming to sort this out…

🐥: yay ot8 game night!!!

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A/n: I have no idea if this made sense or how to end this text thread but it preludes the next proper 8th member fic… it’s game night with Bangtan🫶🏻 hope you thought it was fun!

#bts army #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bangtan #bts #bts hobi #bts jeon jungkook #bts jimin #bts jin #bts namjoon #bts suga #bts v #bts taehyung #bts x gender neutral reader #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts yoongi #bts seokjin #bts jk #bts ot7 #bts jhope #bts jungkook #bts text #bts rm #bts bias

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JK Welive #1-2 & JK/Tae IG live

People sure have their panties in a knot over Jimin and Jungkook and Tae and shipping and JK's live, and Bam, and a J tattooed on a finger and just... damn people. You act like your life depends on this shit. 

To keep track of what we’re talking about let’s organize it like this: JK welive #1, JK/Tae IG live, JK welive #2, JM welive, JK welive #3, JK welive #4 (taken down, yet to see if it will be put back up). That’s a lot of maknae line to unpack. 

But bottomline: Jungkook is mostly at home nesting with Bam. Leave him alone. Y’all keep making me say that. INTROVERTS UNITE!

Boy arrived for Welive #1 wired and ready to defy the employee manual that says no live broadcasts without permission. 

Jungkook was a little solemn when someone asked about Jin in the comments. “Jin is doing ok.” and “Jin sometimes sends us a message in group chat.” JK didn’t seem like he wanted to elaborate on it.

He wonders why he thinks of Army when he’s drinking... man is crying in his beer over us!

Within 20 minutes he was all wound down. His sweet eyelids started getting droopy while he read Army comments. 

Then he got second wind and started searching for something to sing for us... finds Vibe, drools over Jimin for a sec, gives Taeyang some badass love, starts to sing the song before he even gets the lyrics up on the screen... knows the choreo of course... 

Rumor confirmed: Bam is the luckiest dog in the universe. Jeon Jungkook wipes his butt after he poops. Who else in this world can say that? Who?

Besides the Bam butt wiping TMI, Jungkook also said he emptied his freezer so he could keep his (8) frozen beer mugs in there ready for action. And also (10) smaller glasses... maybe pilsner glasses? 400ml is not a small glass. 18 large servings of adult beverages. Priorities.

TMI: JK sings while he pees.

Kookie philosophy: if a rock doesn’t get rained on, it will crack and break. So another round of beers please. Gotta stay hydrated according to Kookie.

He attributes his being able to sit in the dark in his house with Bam and drink beer and literally breathe, to Army. Thanks to Army. You are welcome, baby!

Jungkook also says if you don’t have these three things, get out of here:

Gotta admit, I was stressing for a minute over the remark that he’s stopped working on his album... but Jungkookie says he’s kind of into this living like a rock for now. He’s not feeling pressured or overly anxious to be working or trying to make himself work. How he said what he said implies maybe he is really relishing this “doing what he wants at age 25...” Good for him. He deserves to slack for a while. 

At about 1 hour and 13 minutes in he pulls J-Hope’s “More” up on the noraebang screen and begins to rock out. I LOVED THAT!   Then he realized Namjoon was in the comments and thanked him for being his savior. And y’all didn’t tell me he sang Daechwita!!!! ONE OF MY FAVORITES!!!! Even though he substituted Suchwita in the lyrics hahahahahaha. He also praised Taehyung on changing up his singing style as it became sweeter. Good job! AWWWW.

And he got me laughing out loud when someone commented for him to stop drinking, it’s not healthy... he says, if his body stays healthy it wonders what it’s supposed to do and it stops doing its job so he introduces unhealthy components (like beer) for it to wake up and fight inside and that’s how he’ll become healthy... HAHAHAHAHAHAA, oh Kookie. Don’t tell people that! they will believe it! Armys are gullible! 

What he really meant with that explanation is: “don’t lecture me.”

Bless his neighbors... who surely can hear him singing through the walls at 4:00 a.m. ...

Jungkook gave us the long awaited tattoo explanations. Honestly, does anyone think NO ONE has EVER asked him what the tattoos mean? Do you think he’s NEVER had to explain to anyone? EVER? What exactly would anyone expect him to say about certain ones? He also didn’t speak about covering the tiger with the black sun... he says when he first got them, he didn’t put much thought into it so maybe the tiger was one of those things and he covered it up with something that had more meaning. An eclipsed sun. And he got the eye because he wanted to be mindful of his actions because he’s always being watched... he says this right after saying he got tattoos thoughtlessly, LOL! He doesn’t like the moon on his shoulder and intends to get it covered someday. It’s okay, the sun is eclipsing because of the moon inside his elbow. 

I’m sad to hear he had a bad tattoo experience here in the States.

ALL of the complex tattoo meanings that have been floating around have ALWAYS been fan speculation. 

And, Tattoo Proof Anon, I deleted your ask because nothing has been debunked. Don’t you have a life or something you should be paying attention to instead of parking on blogs waiting for your “gotcha” moment that’s never gonna arrive?

A nod to Polyc’s incredible talent:

HAHAHAHAHAHA Tae comes into the comments and JK is like, “hold on Taehyung, I’m talking about something sincere...” Bro don’t interrupt me, I’m talking to Army about something serious.

Switch to Instagram...

Then, for the first time in the history of Bangtan, two members do a simultaneous Instagram Live... 

The IG live... was short... JK seems tentative about doing the live in Instagram... man was all “don’t tell me what to do” while on Weverse but  Instagram has him questioning his morals. Tae smiles big when he sees Bam, apparently having not seen him in a while. Tae makes a little snarky “if it makes money comment” about it and then after playing with the Instagram filters and remarking that Weverse needs to make a zoom feature so they can all be on at the same time because two is not enough, Tae said “I gotta sleep, peace out.” Later, bro.

Back to Weverse...

Welive #2: Jungkook mentions he is going to detox for five days... and then eat something yummy. That lasted less than 24 hours as we’ll see in his #3 Welive.

He mostly is singing his heart out in between telling Armys not to lecture him.

Y’all didnt tell me he (half) sang Despacito!

Someone already put a clip of his Welive he just did singing Dreamers on YouTube:

I thought for sure he passed out on us.

And he finally calls it a night after the sun rises... sweet (stubborn) thing.

I’m choosing (right now) not to be concerned with Jungkook’s stoppage on working. However, I reserve the right to change my mind should more information become available.

JM’s Welive, JK #3 Welive and #4 (if they put it back up), to come after the Weverse translations are provided. 

#i truly believe the way i write gets lost in some of y'alls translations #because some of y'all act like you just showed up to the party #at least read up a bit so you can know where i'm comin' from #also i think you think i give a shit what you think #which i dont hence you got deleted #jungkook on weverse #jungkook #pjm1 is coming