#kim seokjin fan fic

[ldysmfrst]

American Mate - (4)

First Case of Alpha Space

Paring: Hybrid!BTS Ot7 x Plus-sized Human FemReader

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 4 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 4132

Work count for Story: 16,244

Genre: Hybrid Playmate Au inspired by works created by @yoongiofmine

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children. One of which is special needs, and on 3/28, they lost 75% of their vision. I have had to take time off work to accommodate many MANY doctor appointments. I started a Ko-fi if you feel the heart to donate towards helping with the medical costs of appointments, medication, and modifications to the house, which insurance doesn't cover.

Warnings: (I am not good at this, but I will try. Let me know if I missed anything!!) NOT BETA READ!! This story will have a bit of angst, fluff, smut, f/m, m/m, and m/f/m. This chapter does have Injury, Anxiety, Panic attacks, comfort, Alpha Space, and Cultural differences.

Story Summary: The Hybrid K-pop group BTS is on tour in America; of course, things don't start out the way they should, but after an encounter with Y/n, things change but will everyone follow Fate?

Is it really that big of a deal that you got hurt? My god, you were 35 already. You have never lived a sheltered life. You have had your fair share of broken bones, twisted ankles, scrapes, and bruises. 

You are always going on adventures, riding horses, and climbing things you probably should not be climbing. The external scars you bear are associated with stories that are good conversation starters when you feel like showing them. 

Things would be difficult for a while because you are right-handed. You have a few days of sick time saved up that you can use to start with. Hopefully, this will help you gain some kind of compliance from your award left hand. 

Work, however, is going to be the hard part. Luckily, your work is typically done on electronics, meaning nothing has to be handwritten. Even if you tried to write left-handed, no one could read it. You would bet money doctors had better writing than you did. Dictation software to save the day!

Hearing Derek’s voice broke you out of your thoughts regarding your near future. Watching him act cautiously while interacting with the other hybrid was interesting. There is clearly a difference in how he acts with Yoongi than Evie. Giggling to yourself at the mention of being a mate with Derek gains the attention of both. 

“Oh, sorry. The thought of being a mate, much less to Derek, was amusing, I guess.” 

You missed the slight frown that briefly graced both men’s faces. Derek thought you were implying he wasn’t mate material, and Yoongi thought you believed you were not worthy of being a mate.                  

“Thanks Y/n. I let you know that I am a catch despite being a Beta. Besides, this isn’t about me right now. We need to get the leadership involved with what to do moving forward. Are you okay if we bring in the others?”

“Yes, please. I need to speak with Director Johnson, fill out an incident report… um or dictate an incident report, and then get to a doctor.” Attempting to stand up, you are blocked by the golden-yellow eyes that have not stopped watching your every move.

”Mr. Min, I need to get some things done and take care of my wrist.”

Yoongi’s eyes narrow, and a soft growl pours through the room, causing your eyes to widen. You look over your shoulder at Derek with a ‘what-the-F-did-I-do’ expression, only to be met with a smirk.

“Y/n, I don’t think you understand what is going on. You haven’t dealt with a situation like this before. You may love hybrids but you still have limited interactions with our culture and this dynamic.”

Walking backward toward the door, Derek continues, “With the state of mind that Mr. Min is in, it might be best if a packmate explains.”

Derek opens the break room door to face Hosek, Teahyung, Namjoon, and Jungkook, who are all staring. “Oh, Hi there.”

Then, as if someone had turned the mute off, they all started talking simultaneously. 

“Is Yoongi-hyung dropped yet?”

“그 사람 괜찮아요?”

“Why does she still smell hurt?”

“Wait, wait, wait, please,” Derek puts his hands up, motioning to stop.

“I do not know Korean for one and for two Mr. Min has gone into full non-verbal Alpha Space and I  am not sure he will be coming out of it anytime soon. However, one of you should go in to handle the situation  and she needs to talk with Director Johnson.”

At the mention of the director, a low growl came from Taehyung, causing Derek to take a step back and lower his eyes in an automatic response to a displeased Alpha.

The scent of calming leather gently flows over the group at the door as Namjoon steps forward. His mind is still reeling a million miles a second with you being their mate and you being injured. To top it off, Yoongi is on a deep level of Alpha Space.

“Sorry about that. I can come in, but the director is busy at the moment dealing with the playmates, corporate office, and Manager Sejin,” Namjoon apologizes as he enters the room.

He follows Derek to where his packmate and Y/n are situated at a table. Taehyung and Jungkook follow quickly.

They both kneel respectfully behind Yoongi. Their Alphas recognize that Yoongi is currently in charge of you, and it would be unwise to display anything that could be considered a threat by approaching you too quickly.

They both need to be close to you, and their instincts to be with their injured mate drive their actions. Looking you over for injuries, their eyes resting on your wrist with furrowed brows and set jaws. 

Taehyung’s eyes change to crystal blue as his tail flickers almost in time with Yoongi’s as he slips into Alpha Space. 

“Namjoon-hyung, Y/n is hurt. She needs a hospital, I think,” Jungkook says, his ears standing straight up on his head, one-pointedly focused on you and the other twitching between his Prime Alpha and the door. 

“It is not that big of an issue, Mr. Jeon, Mr. Min, and Mr. Kim.” Looking up from the trio in front of you and addressing the Prime Alpha, “Sir, I have specific protocols to follow due to company procedure. I have to talk with the Director.” 

A growl from one of the men in front of you freezes your words, unsure of what you did to cause their reactions. Internally, you groan because it seems all you get from them are growls, as if you vex them more than you humanly possible. 

“Miss Y/n, we have already talked to Director Johnson,” Namjoon says with a look of distaste. 

“He has been informed that you are now under the care of Bangtan Pack following hybrid customs.  It would be wise to refrain from talking about him at the moment, he did not leave a good impression with the pack.”

Your brows scrunch in confusion, making the hybrids want to coo at your cute face. Clearing his throat (aka his mind), Namjoon continues, “We have more pressing matters to attend to besides paperwork.” 

“You are injured, and we have to get you to a doctor. Manager Sejin is currently contacting one of our personal physicians that we normally use while on tour to have you treated.”

“What? Why would I use your doctor? I can just go to the local clinic.” Your scent spikes almost like a heavy perfume with anxiety with the flashbacks of your nightmare. 

“Please, I have taken up much of your time, and caused enough problems as it is. I can take care of myself. I don’t want to be a bother.”

At your words, you are surrounded by multiple growls and watched by now golden-yellow, crystal blue, and smokey gray eyes. Scooting back in the chair, you nervously ask, “Derek, what did I do?”

“Y/n, you really don’t get it do you? For as smart as you are, sometimes you can be oblivious.” He smiles and shakes his head, stepping back from the group and heading towards the door.

“Mr. Kim, as Prime Alpha, you might want to explain what is happening and what she should be expecting. Mind you, she has been fiercely independent for the last 15 years of her life.”

“I wish you the best with her. It won’t be easy, trust me, I know. Good Luck.” Derek bows slightly to Namjoon once he reaches the break room door.

Looking at you again, this time with a smile filled with adoration for his best friend and what he thinks your future may hold, Derek says, “Relax and have fun.” Then he turns and leaves the room. 

As Derek leaves the room, he smiles at the remaining pack guarding the door. “Mr. Kim, Mr. Jung, and Mr.Park, I think your human does not understand what is happening.”

“Our human? So you know?” Seokjin questions with wide, cautious eyes.

Derek looks over his shoulder at the closed break room door. “At first, I thought it was just a typical Alpha reaction with him being the cause of Y/n getting injured, but his care and gentleness seemed to come from somewhere deeper. Add on the fact that your other two are fighting Alpha space. It would be hard to miss.”

“The other two?” someone asks.

Shaking his head, Derek looks back at the remaining three. “Yes, the younger Mr. Kim and Mr. Jeon’s Alphas surfaced just before I left. Your Prime Alpha is going to try to sort things out, but he may need some back up.”

“Meanwhile I am going to find our boss and see what needs to be done before you all run  away with her.” Derek leaves the pack to mull over the new information.

“Tae has never been one to control his Alpha well when one of us is hurt. I am not surprised if he slipped once near her. Kook always runs on instinct too, so it makes sense he slipped as well,” Seokjin contemplates. 

“Should we stay out here? Miss y/n’s pack member said it would be better to go in and help Namjoon? Three of us in Alpha space with an injured mate is not going to be easy,” Hosek adds. 

Nibbling on his lower lip, Jimin thinks of ways to handle the situation. Even though he is one of the younger packmates, keeping the pack calm is his gift. 

He just doesn’t know how to handle you yet, especially since you don’t know what you mean to the pack.

“Good, at least three of you are here, and I assume the rest have made their way into the room with Miss Y/n,” Manager Sejin says while walking up to the group. 

“I have spoken with Big Hit, the Director at Playmate Service Incorporated, and Dr. Blackwell. Everyone is onboard and the doctor is ready to go.”

“Thank you,” Seokjin says, feeling relief that no one seems to be fighting this. “Namjoon is in with the rest of the pack and Miss Y/n, we should go in. From what Mr. Gulley says, Miss y/n does not seem to understand the situation to the fullest. I just hope that Namjoon can clear some things up.”

“Relax and have fun? What does he mean by that?” You mumble as you glare at the now-closed door that one of your best friends just shut. 

He willingly left you with four Alpha male idols. 

Three of them are kneeling on the floor with non-human eyes, and the Prime Alpha, looking around the room like the way to explain what's happening is painted on the walls.

Taking a breath, you say, “Mr. Kim, Prime Alpha… Sir. Derek is right. I have no actual experience with Alphas. I can tell that there must be some kind of instinctual drive going on, and there are trigger words or actions.”

“I don’t want to cause any more trouble than I already have. What do I do to make it easier for your pack?”

At your words, the kneeling Alphas gave a multitude of pleasant chirps. You looked at the three of them, a little confused. They seemingly smiled and made almost the same sound at what you said.

Okay, so they can growl and chirp. Your curiosity spikes when you think of what other animal-like sounds they can make as hybrids.

Drawing your attention back to him, Namjoon finds the words to explain what is happening, “Miss Y/n, you have done so much to help the Bangtan Pack feel welcome today.”

With a gentle smile, he continues, “So please relax, you have not caused any trouble, and we highly doubt that you will.” 

Thinking to himself, ‘At least, not in the way you seem to be thinking.’

“Alpha’s run with a higher level of instinct than your Beta packmember. As an Alpha, Yoongi instinctually feels responsible for your injury. In order to calm that instinct, a few things will most likely need to happen.” 

Watching as you seem to sit up with interest, he continues, “First things first, he and his Alpha need to get at least your injury treated.”

“He has to be the one to take me to get it treated? I can’t have him go with me to the clinic! There are fans and sasaengs and the media! What about your schedule? You always hear about the tight schedules Idols have and you have already spent all afternoon here over this.”

You start panicking about the hordes of people you hear about following the band around. God, the amount of bad publicity that would come from catching you and THE Suga of BTS at a clinic. You can’t imagine what nonsense they would come up with?

Your scent goes into an even heavier version; it takes on an almost alcoholic aspect. The kneeling Alphas instinctually send out calming pheromones while moving closer. 

Yoongi’s tail, still wrapped around your ankle, tightens while he gently rubs the back of your injured hand, which he is cradling protectively. 

Taehyung starts to purr softly, hoping that the sound will comfort you. 

Jungkook, on instinct alone, scoots up to your left side, nudges his head under your left hand, and rests on your leg.

The feeling of Jungkook’s head on your leg snaps you out of your thoughts and brings you back into the room. You hold still as you start to recognize similar comforting behaviors the Alphas are doing with those that Evie always does, allowing you to take a deep breath.

“Sorry. I was raised to take care of myself and not impose on others.”

“Miss Y/n, you are not imposing. Again, Yoogni ran into you while rushing out of the room, and it's his responsibility to make amends. Actually, as a bonded pack, it is our responsibility, too.”

“The pack? Like all of you? Is this why they are all like this, with their eyes and stuff?” 

Absent-mindedly, you run your fingers through Jungkook’s hair, softly scratching his scalp, soothing not only yourself but also the youngest Alpha. 

A soft chuckle escapes Namjoons as he watches your instinctual interactions with the youngest mate. “Yes, that is the best way to explain the eyes and stuff, as you put it.”

“Jungkook and Taehyung will find it easier to leave their Alpha Space since they are not the ones responsible for the injury but trying to be supportive to both of you.” 

Hearing a knock on the door, he calls, “Who is it?”

“Namjoon-ssi, it's Manager Sejin. I have some updates and a few questions. Can I enter?” The door opens slightly to reveal it’s him. 

At Namjoon's nod, he enters. The door remains open as the scents in the room are constricting in their density. He is followed by the rest of the pack, who take up guarding now from inside.

“Did you contact everyone?”

“Big Hit and the Corporate Director are on the same page and will follow the hybrid protocol, but details must be discussed once Miss Y/n has met with the doctor,” Manager Sejin reports to the Prime Alpha.

Moving to look at you, he continues, “I contacted Dr. Blackwell, thinking you may be more comfortable with a female doctor.” 

Glancing at the boys surrounding you closely, his scent changes with curiosity. He raises an eyebrow, looking at Namjoon. With a subtle nod, he confirms that something more is happening but does not move to explain.

Looking back at you, he gently smiles, “With the situation at hand, it may be best to limit other males around you until everyone is out of Alpha space. They tend to get territorial. Dr. Blackwell is on standby, ready to assess and treat you once we know where you will be.”

“Why wouldn’t she just come here, or I go to her?”

“Miss Y/n, Dr. Blackwell is a traveling physician. She doesn’t have a permanent office to use but she is well respected in both the human and hybrid communities.”

“Oh, I see. Well, umm…” you look at Namjoon and ask, “What option would be best for your pack?”

Namjoon’s chest puffs slightly at your show of respect to him as the Pack Prime Alpha despite the situation and your pain level. “Not to make you uncomfortable, Miss Y/n, but I think meeting Dr. Blackwell at our AirBnB would be best.”

You take a moment to think, your hand pulsing with pain. They cannot all fit in your flat; it's a mess after you tore through your closet to find the right clothes for today.

They don’t seem to like being here. Instinctually, even Derek and Evie prefer being in their dens when one of the three of you is hurt or sick. 

“Okay. If it is best for the pack, then I will go with you to the AirBnB and see Dr. Blackwell.” 

It’s almost as if a weight is lifted out of the room, allowing the pack to take a breath. 

“Yoon, Kook, and Tae. Can you give Miss Y/n some room? We have to take her to the pack house to see a doctor,” Namjoon says with a firm voice, gaining smiles from the men kneeling on the floor. 

Jungkook stands and curls into the Prime Alpha, his eyes returning to their natural color.

Taehyung rocks back on his heels but remains near. His body is more relaxed and his eyes are still crystal blue, shifting between Yoongi and you in wait.

After watching the two younger Alphas move around, your attention turns to the Jaguar kneeling with expectant but questioning eyes. 

 “Mr. Min, if I promise that you can stay with me, will you let me go get my things and then you can take me to the pack house?”

Yoongi’s face lights up with a gummy smile as he nods. Your breath hitches at the sight. How can the devastatingly handsome rapper look so adorable?

He stands up, his tail unwrapping from your leg. He softly takes both of your hands while he assists you in standing. You smile and mumble a small thanks as you step forward to leave.

“Prime Alpha, do you think I can talk with Derek briefly to let him know what is happening? This way he can talk to the direc… Boss. Talk to the boss and let him know that I am leaving for the day?”

“Yes, talking to him will be fine. He has been established as part of your familial pack and won’t be considered a threat to the pack if he comes around you now,” Namjoon answers, moving out of your way and motioning for the rest to let you pass.

Bowing slightly, “Thank you, Prime Alpha.”

Making it to your desk is more complicated than one would think. 

Yoongi won’t leave your right side, while Taehyung won’t leave your left. Both act like it's code red and someone is trying to assassinate you. Then you have the rest of BTS trailing behind like some kind of posse. 

You keep your head down to avoid any strange looks or glares from whomever you pass. To your relief, you find Derek waiting at your desk with his head resting on his palms and a mischievous smile. 

“I see you are taking things in stride,” glancing at your plethora of bodyguards. “Did the Prime Alpha explain everything to you?”

Speaking up from the back of the group, Namjoon answers for you, “She is aware that we are responsible for her at this time and she will be treated at our temporary pack house by our doctor.”

You don’t miss Derek's look of concern as he tilts his head with curiosity at Namjoon. “I see, of course. You are just responsible for getting her treated.”

“Derek, can you please let the big boss know that I will be leaving with Bangtan Pack to seek medical care and once I have more updates I will let you both know?” 

Glancing at Yoongi and still seeing his lovely golden-yellow eyes, you try to ignore the slight flutter in your stomach, “I don’t think it would be good for me to talk with him myself still.”

Derek nods in response, “Manager Sejin has already given the boss a rough time frame for the near future. I suppose his managing skills came in handy. Don’t worry about us here. We can handle it while you heal.”

Standing up, Derek passes you your purse, which Taehyung takes. You try to grab it again, but only to have a black and white tail wrap around your arm and bring it back down to your side.

“No carry. Keep safe.” Taehyung almost grunts out in a deeper-than-deep voice, which short-circuits your brain.

Glancing at Derek out of the side of your eye, you see him briefly nod and smile encouragingly while he whispers, “It’s an Alpha Space thing. Best acknowledge his help.”

“Umm… Th-tha-hank you, Alpha,” you stammer out, willing the heat creeping up your neck to stop as your words pull a boxy grin from the Tiger.

“I think that is it,” you announce to nobody in particular. You smile awkwardly at Derek as he slowly approaches you.

“Y/n, you have been through so much. Not just today but in your life. You have always been the one to take the blame for others, working harder or longer than anyone else and caring for those who never return the favor.”

His eyes glance at the men surrounding you as he sees nods of understanding and looks of concern from them.

As a soft smile blooms on his face, he holds onto your good hand, “Take time for yourself and let this pack of Alphas take care of you. You deserve it more than anyone else I know.”

He pulls you into a hug. You briefly stiffen, waiting for the growling and pulling to start, but to your surprise, it doesn't. Relaxing into his hug, you take his words to heart.

A soft whisper in your ear, “You know you will always have Evie and me as your family pack, but right now, be open to the pack around you,” with one last squeeze, Derek steps back and returns to your desk.

“Now, shoo! Off you go. The boss said I’ll get to man the front desk for now.”

With a nod, you wave goodbye and face the hybrids behind you. After not finding Manager Sejin and a few others missing,  your eyes settle automatically on Namjoon, waiting for a clue as to what to do next. 

“Manager Sejin went down to get the cars. Seokjin-hyung, Hosek-hyung, and Jimin also went down because we won’t all fit in the elevator.”

“Oh,” you feel a slight tightening in your chest after realizing you didn’t even notice they had gone.

“Miss Y/n, let's take you to get looked at,” Junkook says while inching towards the office doors.

“Yeah, sure. Sorry, I have everything. Lead the way.” 

You follow the bunny and wolf hybrid while still sandwiched between the tiger and jaguar. Walking through the halls, you gain some attention from the people you pass. 

You’re a mere human surrounded by some of the hottest Idols in the world right now. So why wouldn’t they?

Not willing to look up, you keep your eyes cast down to the feet in front of you as you try to avoid what you are a gazillion percent sure are looks of disgust and hate towards you.

Once the elevator doors open, the tiger lets out a low growl. Glancing up, you see two fellow PMS employees quickly scamper out of the elevator and down the hall. 

That added to the embarrassment for now and when you return to work.

Namjoon and Jungkook take the back corners. Looking at the men by your sides, they motion for you into the elevator next. 

However, when you go to stand in another corner, you are quickly ushered back into the middle with Yoongi and Taehyung in front of you. 

The energy calms down as the doors close. The four Alphas relax now that they surround you and will start taking care of you. 

Even if your trust in them starts with an injury, they know this is their chance to show you what it means to be taken care of, acknowledged as precious, and loved endlessly by the seven of them. 

As the doors part, you're greeted by the remaining packmates waiting for you, smiles warm and welcoming. They're surrounded by more men in black, whom you assume are bodyguards. 

Turning to look at you, Yoongi speaks for the first time since he entered Alpha Space,  “Take home. Keep safe.”

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[shadowofahope]

RUN

Warnings: hurt/no comfort

Pairing: Idol! BTS x friend! (f)reader

Premise: Running was their thing. But when it became a problem rather than a solution, it was time for you to start running.

Author’s notes: Hey Babes! HAPPY FRIDAY! Just another small scene playing out in my head that I had to get out 💜

Word count: 1.1K

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You knew he’d call eventually. You’d been waiting for it since you picked them up. Responding to their SOS calls made you feel like you had purpose in your life, like the world kept spinning as long as they were smiling. Maybe you were too soft on them, but then again the same could be said for them towards you. Either way this relationship felt like it was becoming symbiotic. Was the air around you always this heavy. Or was it the impending weight of what you were about to do finally dawning on you. 

Standing up from the large cloud couch you head back to the kitchen, refilling your glass of water from the tap. Your eyes ghosting over each member cackling away at the TV in your oasis. This cabin was left to you by your parents, you had only been there twice before. But you had never brought anyone there. Tonight would be the first time and last that these rooms hear the echos of laughter, since your parents left. 

Placing the glass down gently on the marble countertop of the island you brace yourself against the cold material. The air of the night was warm, seemingly too warm for you. The vibrations from your phone snap you out of your staring just enough for you to blindly reach for it in your back pocket, but not enough to peel your eyes away from them infront of you. Bringing your phone into view you recognize the number. You’ve been waiting for this.

Without hesitating you swipe to pick up the call. 

“Hello.” 

“Y/N?! Are they with you, please tell me they are!” Bang Pd’s voice sounded winded and anxious. 

“Yes.” Was all you could say. The boys didn’t know the company had your number. 

“Thank god. When they told me they had run out of a shoot I was loosing my mind. They said they got into an unmarked vehicle and I could only think the worst.” 

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not you fault Y/N, I’m pushing them too hard. I know that, I know I’m loosing them.” 

You eye they members not taking any notice of your absence amongst the chaos. This would be your only chance to patch things up between them, they deserved so much but at this point they’ve chosen to run away instead of communicating and working together. You were their scapegoat. 

“One moment please.” 

You round the island to the glass patio doors, making sure to close it quietly behind you. Letting yourself slip into the night to stare out over the lake. The reminiscence of the campfire you had going earlier had died a few hours ago, leaving behind the chairs as a reminder of who had sat there.

“They are hurting. They want to prove themselves to you but they are scared of disappointing you. You put so much faith in them. They don’t want to let you down.” You explain slowly, voice quiet on the night air. “You all need to be able to talk. Properly talk. I can’t always be here to stop them from running.” 

“I know, thank you so much for bringing them back every time.” 

“This will be the last time. But I won’t be giving them to you.” You don’t bother to hide the sadness from seeping into your words.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s time for you to come get them. You need to trust each other and….I’ve become an obstacle for you achieving it.” 

“Y/N that’s not-”

“They can’t run anymore. They need to face this together. And you-” You take a deep breath “You need to be the one that comes to get them. Tell them how much they matter. You’ve said all the words to me, now you need to say it to them.” 

He’s silent, for a few beats all you can hear is your heart in your ears. 

“Ok.”

A sad smile makes its way onto your face. You won’t let yourself cry, not for this. This will make them stronger, teach them to stay. But it didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt.

“I’ll send you the address in the morning. We’ll be staying here tonight, I’ll be gone by the time you arrive. The rest is up to you.” 

“Where will you go?”

“I don’t know, maybe back home? Either way, after this I won’t be keeping this number.”

“Please don’t run.”

“It’s only temporary. We need time apart.”  The reassurance dies across the phone line. 

“I wish you luck.” 

“You as well.” 

“Good night.” 

“Good night y/n…” 

Hanging up the call, you lingered on the balcony for a few moments longer. Steeling yourself for what would be the last night you 8 would be together. You force the conflicting emotions away, the you of tomorrow could deal with the pain. Tonight, you’d enjoy for the last moments they were.

—-

Turns out it was alot easier than you had originally thought. It allowed you to bask in the warmth of your strongest, deepest friendships. Like a cosmic catastrophe. 7 suns to your 1 pluto, you’d always feel as though you were burning up.

It wasn’t until you packed the last of the items into your duffel, slinging it over your shoulder that you finally accepted what this was.

You knew deep down, no matter where the road took you, you’d have to walk away. Even during your first encounter you knew things would be destined to burn out. The instant connection you all shared was too much for where you were now. 

There was so much more out there for you, and for them. You just had to let yourselves see it. 

You quietly made your way down the stairs to the front door. You didn’t look back as you stepped out into the chilled morning air. It was still early enough the sun was just rising. Silently you close the door behind you, pulling out your phone and typing away the address to Bang’s contact to then turn it off. 

Placing your phone into your back pocket your footsteps crunch under the gravel road. Trekking your way down, you know there was nothing else you could all have done. This wasn’t something you could move on from, there’s no way they could have loved you more or for your lives to take a different turn. Even if they fought, or if you pushed there would be no way for this to not be the outcome. 

It was better to say goodbye now when things were still good then later when you resented eachother. So by the time they woke up and their agency took them back you’d already be gone. Haunted by the memories that once burned brightly and now feel like ash on your fingertips.

You knew they’d be hurt, but they would heal. They’d find another that made them stronger, able to stay and do what they had to do. They had run too many times, but now it was your turn to run.

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[nostxlgiax]

burning flames (or paradise) | jjk

title: burning flames (or paradise) | jjk (18+)

pairing: jeon jungkook x eader

genre: angst, drama, smut

word count: 1.8k

status: complete

synopsis: reader's never killed a man, until of course, she does.

warnings: unprotected sex, minor injuries, stalking, paranoid, implied self harm, readera and yoongi had a thing, minor character death

“do you know how to use a knife?” 

she sees him through the fogged mirror.

her face is freshly washed, body shaven, and soft as silk. 

“i chop my vegetables as good as the next girl.” 

his hands rest where they always do, tattooed fingers disappearing in brushed knit. 

“i wouldn’t go for the obvious cut,” the knot slowly comes undone. “if i were in your place, i'd want the fucker to bleed out—slow.”

his kiss is cruel.

“good thing you aren’t.” 

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met him last night | ksj pt. 1 out in about 6 hours 🫡

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Drunken Night 2~ One More Time

Pairing- Jin x Named Reader

Word count- 2.7k

Includes- fluff, oral, pussy eating, blow job, cum eating, missionary, sex from behind, cock riding, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Part 1

J POV

"Wanna watch something?", I ask, grabbing the remote and leaning back on the couch, flipping through the channels

"Sure", Jin answers leaning back against the couch next to me

We find a superhero movie to watch and settle in

I keep glancing over at him as he watches, not believing we actually had sex last week

When we were drunk

I don't even know how that happened

I mean I remember everything but how we came to the conclusion to just rip each other's clothes off and fuck- no idea

And when we woke up the next morning to his phone running off the hook, we stared at each other in shock

Fortunately he had to go because he was late for practice and we never spoke about it again

Except, I keep thinking about it

About him

And I don't know what to do

If I should talk to him or leave it alone

It's not like we could date anyway

I dated Namjoon for a year a few years ago and I know guys have a bro code or whatever about dating ex's

I don't think Namjoon would care as I've dated other guys since we broke up and we're still friends

But those guys weren't a member of his group or his best friend

And who am I kidding?

Jin would never want me like that

After years of being friends I've never gotten any hint that he thinks of me romantically

I think last week was just a fluke

So I'm gonna keep my mouth shut

He's quiet so all I can do is watch the movie

A little while later, I feel myself getting sleepy

I can't sleep sitting up and I feel myself slipping to the side

My head lands on something hard and I don't know what it is

I open my eyes a little bit, seeing Jin's shoulder

Shit

"Sss...sorry Jinnie", I apologize, moving to get off him

"No Jo, it's ok", he says

He moves his arm, putting it around me then moves back, laying down on the couch, pulling me on top of him

I lay my head on his chest and I hear his heart beating

I like it

Jin starts running his fingers in my hair and I'm done for

That's the quickest way to get me to sleep

I close my eyes, holding onto his shirt and fall asleep

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I yawn, waking up and stretching

The tv is still on

What?

When did I turn the TV on?

I open my eyes groggily

"Hu hmmm", I hear

I sit up and look down

Jin is rubbing his eyes, waking up too

What?

Shit, he came over and I fell asleep on him

Well, he let me sleep on him

And I guess he fell asleep too

He opens his eyes, looking at me

"Oh uh hi Jo", he says confused

"We fell asleep", I answer

"Oh. What time is it?"

I look for my phone and grab it off the table

"Two a.m."

"Fuck really? I should go"

I don't want him to go

I don't know why I feel like this, but I like having him here

He sits up, yawning too

"You don't have to go", I say quietly

"Uh what?"

"You can stay", I offer

"Oh uh...I don't think that's a good idea"

He's probably right but I can't help but feel sad that he's leaving

"Yeah ok sure.", I answer looking at him

"Ok, I'm gonna go", he repeats, looking at me

I just nod

But he's not moving

He's just looking at me

And I'm just looking back at him like an idiot

He's just so fucking beautiful

Everything about him is

And so sexy too

What the hell is wrong with me?

This is Jin

Why am I thinking about him like this?

He's my friend

But all that's running in my mind is that I want to kiss him

Jin reaches out and moves hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear

I can't help but close my eyes when he does it

He leaves his hand on me, holding the side of my neck gently

I open my eyes to his gorgeous face

He looks like he's fighting against something

Then his face smooths over and he pulls me to him, his lips landing on mine

Searing heat floods my body from his kiss

My arms automatically go around his neck, pulling him closer, kissing him

He pulls me on his lap, sliding his tongue in my mouth, making me moan

"Fuck", he whispers, then kisses me again

His hands move down my body, pulling up my shirt

He gets it over my head, his lips back on me as soon as the shirt is off

Fucking hell, I want him so much

Pulling his shirt off too, I run my hands all over him while I kiss him

"We...we...shouldn't", he says in between kisses

He reaches around to my back and this time he unhooks my bra, instead of ripping it off

"Then we should stop", I say, not wanting to stop at all

His hands grab my breasts, touching and squeezing

Fuck it feels good

"We...we should", he agrees, kissing my neck

"D....dd..do you want to?", I ask him

"Nnn...no.", he moans, "Do you?"

"No"

"But-"

"No one has to know", I answer, trailing kisses down his neck and his fucking sexy shoulder

"Nnnn....no one can know Jo..", he pants

"Ok Jinnie"

"Ok", he agrees

He stands up, pulling me up too

He bends down, picking me up, my legs going around him

I keep kissing his neck and shoulder as he walks into my room

"Fuck", he moans

He puts me on my bed, pulling my pants and panties off

"Fuck Jo, you're so fucking hot", he murmurs running his hands all over me

Jesus Christ

Jin opens my legs, kneels down and licks me

"Oh shit", I cry, pleasure shooting through me

He lays his tongue flat on me and licks up

Fucking hell, his tongue feels so good

He keeps moving his tongue, up and down, going faster with each lick

"Jin oh fuck Jin", I yell in so much pleasure, "Don't stop Jinnie"

"I won't baby", he answers

Fuck I like him calling me that

His tongue glides on my clit and pleasure blasts everywhere

"Fuck oh god"

He chuckles and it's so fucking hot

"Like it there baby?",

"Mmmmm hmmmm", I answer

He licks my clit over and over in the same spot, making me feel like I'm going to snap any second

His mouth wraps around my clit sucking once and I'm done

"Shit fuck JIN!" I scream

I can't stop my body shaking as I cum

"Yes, fuck. So good princess", he moans, still licking

Oh god

He likes it?

He doesn't stop licking, running his tongue all over me

I can't take how good it feels and I orgasm again right after I finish the first one

"Fuck!"

"Yes baby", he whispers, licking

I relax when my orgasm finishes and Jin moves away

I'm breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath

"Was it good?", he asks

I lift my head up

He's standing looking down at me, biting his lip

Is he kidding?

He has to be fucking with me

But he's just standing, waiting for my answer

"Good? Jinnie it was fucking amazing"

He smiles happily at me

I sit up and grab his jeans

I get his belt, and undo his jeans in record time, pulling them and his boxers down

He's fucking huge and so hard

And all I want is him in my mouth

So I put my mouth around him and start sucking

"Oh my god", he shouts

Smirking, I take more of him in, sucking hard and fast

"Jesus Christ. Fuck"

I like hearing him

I like that it feels good for him

While I like getting oral, I like giving it too

A lot

I want him to feel just as good as he makes me feel, if not more

Sliding off his cock, I lick him from base to tip, over and over

When my tongue runs on the underside of his head, he moans louder

Found where he likes it the most

I move my tongue faster and faster right in that spot, making him yell loudly

After a little, I suck on just his head

His hand goes in my hair and he moans, "Yes, fuck yes baby"

Taking all of him in my mouth, I keep sucking on him, running my tongue everywhere

"Oh fuck Joanne, Joanne! Yes!", he cries, coming

Fuck, his cum tastes so fucking good

How can cum taste this good?

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I swallow, wanting more

When he finishes I move off him

He's still leaking a little, so I press my tongue to his head licking his cum off him

"Fuck", he shivers

"My Jinnie tastes so fucking good", I praise him

He growls, pushing me on my back

"I need to feel you around me"

"Yes Jinnie", I agree, needing that too

He gets on top of me, kissing me hard as he thrusts inside

"Yes!", I shout, feeling so good already

He starts moving hard and fast, making me yelp with each thrust

"Fuck Jo, I love how tight you are. You're fucking perfect for me"

"Mmm Jin. Your cock feels so good, fucking touching everywhere I want"

"Good princess, I want you to feel good"

"You are making me feel good Jin", I moan

He keeps moving, pleasure filling my body

I'm right there, he just needs to slam a few more times

I clench his cock tightly, making him gasp

"Fuck, motherfuck, princess. Don't let go", he pleads

"I won't baby", I whimper

"Cum on me baby. Please, I need it. I want to feel it again. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since last time"

Oh god

Thank god it's not only me thinking about last time

He slams in, hitting my spot and I scream his name, coming hard and shaking under him

"Seokjin! Fuck Seokjin!"

Jin buries his face in my neck, "Oh god, oh god, yes princess, yes Jo"

He pulls out when I'm done, flipping me over on my stomach

I get up on my hands and knees, just as he pounds back in

"Fuck Jin!", I shout, pleasure coming back hard and fast

His hands grip my hips hard while he slams inside, going in deeper than before

"More! More Jin"

God sex hasn't felt this good in a long time

"More baby?", he teases

I nod my head rapidly

"Princess likes my cock in her?"

"Yes Jin, fuck I love your cock".

"Good princess, it's all for you."

Fuck yes

"Mine?", I ask

"Yours, just yours", he confirms

Good, I want him all the time

I start moving, sliding up and down his cock while he keeps slamming

"Yes princess oh god!", he groans

"Oh my god, Jin, Jin, Jin!", I scream, my orgasm hitting me hard and fast

Oh my god, I've never felt this much pleasure before

It's fucking blinding me

"Gggg...good girl", Jin praises

Again, Jin pulls out and maneuvers me

He lays against the headboard of my bed, lifting me on top of him, putting me on his cock

"Oh god Jinnie", I sigh

I don't know what's going on with me but I really do love him inside

I can't get enough of him

"Ride me baby", he requests

I nod, starting to move up and down his shaft

Fuck he's so hard and feels so good

"Fuck Jinnie, you feel so good", I praise him

"No Jo, you feel so good. Fuck, I never want to leave"

"Don't Jin. Don't. You don't have to. Stay baby", I moan

"I can?", he asks

"Yes Jinnie. I want you to stay"

"Ok baby. I'll stay princess. I want to so much "

His hands move up and down my body, caressing me gently

He's making me feel good, so wanted

I close my eyes, still bouncing and just feel him

Suddenly I feel his lips on my stomach, kissing me

I open my eyes, looking down, watching him

I feel his tongue licking my skin and it makes me moan from how good it feels

He licks and sucks on my skin

"Can I baby?", he asks

I nod

Fuck yes

He goes back to sucking my skin, leaving his marks all over my stomach

I fucking love it

My hands slide in his hair, pulling hard

"Yes Jo, fuck it feels so good"

He leans back, lifting his eyes to me, watching me ride him

He runs his hand down my sides

"So fucking sexy", he murmurs

His hand goes down my body more

More pleasure hits me when he starts playing with my clit

"Mine?", he asks looking up at me

I nod

Yes, hell yes

"Yours", I answer

"Just mine?"

"Yes just yours, anytime you want Jinnie"

The smile he gives me is fucking gorgeous and takes my breath away

The next time I come down on him, he thrusts up going in deep and hitting my spot

"Jin! Oh my god"

We keep moving together and he keeps playing with my clit

I feel myself ready to explode

"Do it baby", he moans

"Seokjin! Seokjin!", I scream, pure pleasure hitting me hard as I cum

I can't stop my body from shaking hard

I can't think, my brain just shuts off from the ecstasy

"You're so beautiful Joanne", he whispers, his hands touching my body everywhere

Heat floods my skin everywhere his fingers touch

"Again Jo. Please. For me", he begs

"Yes Jin. Anything for you"

"Good girl"

I slam down on him hard just as he slams up, pure pleasure hitting me hard

"Yes Jin. More. Harder!"

"Yes baby. Fuck yes", he shouts

"Jin. Jin. Oh my god Jin!", I scream again, stars blasting in my vision when I orgasm

"Joanne! Yes Joanne!", he screams, coming hard, his body shaking too, "Baby you feel so good, oh my god, yes!"

"Mmmm, good baby boy", I moan, feeling his warm cum fill me so well

God even him coming feels so fucking good

When he finishes, he helps me off him and I lay next to him

I pull him to me and he comes willingly

He smiles at me and I can't fucking believe I didn't notice how beautiful it is before today

I move his sweaty hair from his face, smiling at him too

"You're smile is so beautiful Jo", he says softly, touching my face

Oh damn

I'm so fucking happy he thinks my smile is beautiful

But it's no where compared to his

"Not as beautiful as yours Jinnie.", I answer, touching his face too, "Worldwide handsome"

He laughs a little

Jesus that sound is so sexy

"Kiss me Jin", I ask

His face bursts in a smile again as he leans closer to me, his lips on mine

Goddamn it, his kisses are amazing

His tongue slides in my mouth, making me whimper

"Don't leave Jin. Stay with me", I ask, then kiss him back

The next time we stop kissing, he answers, "Yea Jo. I want to stay"

I nod, "Ok"

"Ok", he repeats, his lips on mine again

I need to tell him

I know why I keep thinking of him

I like him so much more than a friend

It's like last week opened my eyes and tonight confirmed it

"Jin-", I start

"I know princess. You're mine ok?"

I smile shyly, "Yeah? Are you sure?"

He nods, "I am. I'll talk to Namjoon ok? I'll tell him we really like each other and are together. That is uh...if you want-"

"Yes Jinnie", I smile wider, "I have feelings for you Jinnie and I want to be with you"

He smiles, relief in his features, "Good princess. Just to be clear I have feelings for you too. Massive feelings"

I giggle, "I know Jinnie. I got that from before"

"Oh good"

Leaning to him, I press my lips to his soft plump ones in a sweet kiss

He pulls me in his arms, kissing me back and I'm so happy I have my Jinnie

"Time to sleep Jinnie?", I ask, after the kiss ends

"Yeah princess. I'm gonna snuggle you all night"

I giggle as we move in each other's arms, our bodies tangling together

"Night princess", he says, kissing my forehead

"Night baby"

Closing my eyes, I let myself drift off to sleep, safe in my Jinnie's arms

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Adopting Bangtan 11

01, previous, series

I'm With Me

Kim Seokjin turned the phone screen on and unlocked his phone. It was a useless action, he knew he wouldn’t find anything else but the regular messages; reminders from his caretaker, questions from his brothers, plans to go out with some friends after school on Saturday. Taerim-halmonim thanked him for calling her on her birthday the previous day and offered to meet for dessert when she was back in Seoul. Seokjin frowned at that. It would be great to see his old nanny again, she was the only person who ever seemed to care about him, aside from the teacher he lived with now. But something in Seokjin’s chest had him hesitating. It had been years since he last saw her, and it would be nice to just hug her again. Even so, he just couldn’t bring himself to reply.

Seokjin tapped at the screen for a few minutes and replied to several other messages before sighing. Things just got more complicated the older he got, didn’t it?

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May 10, 2023 Did you greet your family for parent’s day? May 11, 2023 Of course. It would be awkward not to greet my guardian when I see them.

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It was his seventh birthday, and all Seokjin had wanted was to see his parents.

Seokjin was a smart kid. His teachers said so, and his nanny halmonim said so, so it had to be true. He understood a lot of things; he understood the importance of brushing his teeth and eating his vegetables. He understood when halmonim could play and when she needed to focus on her work. He understood his brother was much older and had to prioritize his studies over playing. He understood the word priorities. And most importantly, Seokjin understood that his parents had to go to work to earn money so they could keep their home and eat food and everything. He just thought that, maybe, if he was well-behaved and scored well on all of his tests, and asked really nicely, his mom, dad, and brother could sit at the dinner table and eat delicious food and cake. It was the only thing he asked for. Even Kang Taerim, his nanny-not-nanny agreed it was a beautiful wish.

So when Taerim-halmonim showed him her sad face and told him to start eating, alone, Seokjin nearly shouted in anger. Instead, he shoved food into his mouth until his feelings overwhelmed him. He ran away, crying, to hide where the space between his dresser and bedroom wall could hug him as tightly as he wanted his mom to.

Over and over and over and over, all Seokjin wanted was to see his parents. He missed his brother. Did they even remember he was here? He just wanted them here.

Oh, sweetheart, Taerim-halmonim spoke from the other end of the dresser. Seokjin wiped his tears on his arm and looked up. She sat cross-legged on the floor, a gentle smile on her face. Not for the first time, Seokjin wished that she was his mom instead of his parents’ house keeper. I know it hurts so, so much. But you still have halmonim, don’t you? She opened her arms, inviting him for a hug.

Things will get better one day, she said later, when Seokjin’s head was tucked in the crook of her neck and her shoulder thoroughly soaked with tears. I promise you, it will.

And if halmonim said it, it had to be true.

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November 22, 2023 It’s your parent’s anniversary soon. Don’t you think you should visit them?

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Home was chaos as usual. Namjoon walked the little ones home today, while Yoongi and Hoseok attended the local hagwon. It wasn’t great by any means, not like the one Seokjin used to attend, but it taught Hoseok dance, and Namjoon music, and Yoongi got to play sports, and Seokjin was improving his math grade, so he supposed it did its job. Jeongguk and Taehyung were making what sounded like a lot of unnecessary noise while they played with their toys, while Jimin sorted lego bricks. It looked like he was preparing another several-day-long project, which might mean a future where their caretaker cried as they spent even more money on even more legos. Jimin often used most of the lego blocks on his projects and refused to take them apart afterwards. The last time one of his creations was forcefully destroyed, he sulked for a week. Their caretaker didn’t normally care about the tantrums and attitudes the seven of them threw around the house -- and there was always someone upset about something -- but everyone in the house usually went out of their way to make Jimin happy. They had spent so much effort getting him comfortable when the twins first joined their family that it was probably a permanent way of life; Make Jimin smile. Indulge Taehyung. Adore Jeongguk. The three of them were probably some of the most spoiled children in all of Korea, and they were all proud to admit it.

Seokjin swiftly greeted the little ones with a hand in their hair, then went to the kitchen table and took a seat beside Namjoon. He unloaded his books from his bag, stole several bites from Namjoon’s bowl of fruit, and began his homework. From where he sat, he could keep an eye on the little ones and stop any fighting before it got a chance to start. He could also continue eating his brother’s food, which was the most important part.

“There’s plenty in the refrigerator, you know,” Namjoon rolled his eyes as he took his bowl back. “It’s cut and portioned and everything.”

“Your point escapes me,” said Seokjin. He smiled and reached for another bite of melon. His arms were long, the bowl wasn't as far away as Namjoon thought it was. “There’s fruit right here in front of me.” He received an eraser to the face for his trouble, but violence was practically a love language in their household.

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March 3, 2022 Didn't your brother graduate? You should call him. My phone number hasn't changed. He can call me too.

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This won’t sound very nice, but after that stunt you pulled at dinner last night, I need to level with you. Seokwan’s voice was soft, but the look on his face betrayed his frustration. Their family attended a dinner party the previous night, where Seokjin had lost his temper. Their parents, and had ignored him all night, even while they conversed with the adults and other children Seokjin’s age. It was bad enough they pretended he didn’t exist at home, but then they went out their way to treat him like a handsome and well-behaved doll.

Your expectations are too high. You want the family you see on television, and that doesn’t exist in reality. Seokjin had a few faint memories of playing and laughing with his older brother, but now�� well, Seokjin couldn’t say the last time they talked together. Seokwan went away for school, and then attended hagwon over breaks, then holed up in his bedroom when he was home. He was as much a stranger as his parents these days. I’ve been where you are. I’ve wanted what you wanted. And then I grew up. Seokjin, you’re going to start middle school soon. You need to let go of your fantasies. Here, Seokwan handed his brother the gift bag in his hand. Inside was another action figure that Seokjin would never play with. It felt like a bribe. You’re meant to make our family look good. You can’t go around throwing temper tantrums and acting out at your age. It’s embarrassing. And as long as you continue to embarrass them, our parents will never acknowledge you.

The words hurt. They stung his eyes and burned his chest, but they weren’t unexpected. Seokjin already knew all of this, at least a little bit. He loved going to fancy dinners and dressing in adult clothes, but he hated the way his parents treated him. He just wanted to know that they cared about him.

Sometimes, he wondered if they loved him.

What’s this for then? he asked.

You wanted attention. Seokwan explained. This is the most they’re willing to give. But remember, all actions have consequences. Even if you're not the one who receives them.

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August 16, 2018 I’m sorry I didn’t mean it. Please come back I didn’t get to say goodbye I’ll apologize. Just please come back This is for the best, dear. I love you. Don’t give your new housekeeper a hard time. But she won’t be you Things change. It’s okay.

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“Kim Seokjin, where are you?” Seonsaengnim’s voice was loud, bordering on shrill, but Seokjin still took his time walking through the house to meet their guardian outside of the kitchen.

“Whatever it is, I didn’t do it.”

“No, you didn’t, and that’s the point,” they replied. “I have something for you!”

Before the surprise could be revealed, Seokjin heard Jeongguk’s voice begin, “Happy birthday to you!”

“Hey, Jeongguk, it’s not anyone’s birthday today,” Yoongi cut him off. Seokjin gave his guardian a curious look.

“It was your turn to choose dessert the other night,” they said, leading Seokjin to the counter, “but I forgot, and then I didn’t feel like arguing with the kids about it. So, I brought home your favorite to make it up to you. You boys ate dinner already, right?” The cake was rounded and covered in red and white fondant, with strawberry slices creating something like flowers around the edges and skewered on top. It resembled a Mario cap, and brought a smile to Seokjin’s face. “Knuckleheads, back up, Jinnie gets the first piece!”

“I’m not a knucklehead,” argued Taehyung.

“Yes, you are,” said Seonsaengnim. “I said it, so it must be true.”

“You also said I was going to get a good grade on my exam --”

“Kim Namjoon, you would have if you would have gone to bed when I told you, instead of playing games under your blankets.”

“Stop arguing near my cake, you’re gonna ruin the flavor,” Seokjin whined, slapping at Yoongi’s hand when it reached for one of the fruits. Unfortunately, that left the cake open to Hoseok’s greedy fingers instead. “Stop it, I didn’t even get to take a picture!”

“Hurry up before we take it all then,” Namjoon teased, snatching up another berry.

“I hate all of you. Just so that you know.”

“Seonsaengnim, Jinnie-hyung said mean words!” screamed Jimin.

“Jinnie-hyung is lying!” yelled Taehyung.

“I just wanted cake, is that so much to ask?” Seokjin whined, watching his brothers steal more of his fruit.

“Choices have consequences,” Seonsaengnim laughed, placing a stack of saucers and a knife beside him. “Next time you want to get adopted, pick a smaller household. And apologize to your younger brothers.”

“Which ones?”

“Take your pick, you probably did something to all of them. I’d start with the twins though.”

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March 22, 2019 Kim Seokjin, do not ignore me. Answer your phone when I call you. I’m worried about you. March 23, 2019 Please, tell me you’re okay. I just want to know that you’re safe. March 24, 2019 I’m safe

Where are you?

At home

Your housekeeper hasn’t seen you for weeks. Your food is untouched. Your bed hasn’t been slept in. Don’t lie to me. March 25, 2019 I am at home Just not their home

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Seokjin looked down at the notarized papers in his hands. His heart beat wildly in his chest, both in excitement and fear. He had managed to not just… well, in an effort of transparency, he managed to manipulate both of his parents into giving up their parental rights, and a third into adopting him. It shouldn’t have been so easy. It really, really shouldn’t have been so simple, but his parent’s paid so little attention to him that they didn’t even read the paperwork he gave them, and his teacher was so trusting and careless that Seokjin only had to tell the simplest of white lies to get his way. That was a little concerning, but he imagined there weren’t too many kids willing to… well, in an effort of transparency with himself, willing to commit fraud just to be adopted by their teacher.

But… the four of them looked like they had fun together. Seonsaengnim still looked exhausted, but they still helped the smallest one eat their bingsu while making cute noises, and hugged the older ones and answered all of their questions and smiled and… it was like watching his old nanny -- the nanny fired because of him -- raise three kids who weren’t him. And once that idea crossed his mind…. Seokjin wanted that. He wanted back the guardian his parents took from him.

So he tricked his parents and he lied to his teacher, and did something a little bit illegal, but… well, his parents will never notice. And even if they did… Seokjin didn’t want to go back. And legally, they couldn’t make him. Probably.

Now, all he had to do was convince Seonsaengnim’s kids to adopt him too.

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March 25, 2019 Did something happen? Can you answer the phone? March 26, 2019 I know you’re upset with me, but please, please answer. I’m sorry. March 27, 2019 I am so sorry. Please tell me where you are. March 28, 2019 Seokjin, if you’re able please reply. Where are you? March 29, 2019 Seokjin? March 30, 2019 I’m not going back there You can’t make me go back Where are you? You aren’t old enough to live alone. March 31, 2019 I’m safe I’m not alone I promise You won’t even tell me where you are. How is that safe? Halmonim I’m happy. How do I know you are safe in this "home?" You don’t understand how dangerous this is. Go back to your family.

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“Seokjin-ah,” his guardian called to him as he exit the bathroom, dressed and cleaned for bed. They were wiping down the kitchen surfaces, the dishes clean and drying in the rack. The other boys were in bed already, but Seokjin had planned to stay awake to study for another hour or two. Seokjin stood in the threshold now, watching his guardian work.

“I’ve been meaning to check in with you,” they said. “Is everything okay? You’ve been a little withdrawn lately.”

Seokjin smiled ruefully. He thought he’d done a better job at hiding his mental state, but maybe he overestimated his acting skills. “I’m a little worried about my grades,” he said. “I want to get a scholarship for a really good high school, but I can’t exactly do that if I don’t score well on my exams.

“If you were worried about your grades, you’d be whining about it,” Saem replied. “Try another lie. Or the truth. The truth is preferable.”

Seokjin hadn’t exactly lied. He did want to get a scholarship to a good high school, and he was worried about his exams, but he was also confident that he would be successful. At the very least, he had a backup plan, so no, Seokjin wasn’t exactly being honest. “I feel sick?”

“I don’t think you’ve matured that much in the past several months.”

Seokjin chuckled at that response. He could be more obnoxious and demanding than the little ones when he was sick, so he searched his brain for another, more believable story. It wasn’t that Seokjin didn’t trust his guardian. He trusted them to keep him safe and fed and clothed and sheltered, and he trusted them to be honest and fair. He trusted his guardian to treat him like a person, even when they lost their temper with him. He trusted his guardian to love him unconditionally. And Seokjin loved them in return. Part of that love meant keeping his guardian safe from his secrets.

“I…” Seokjin struggled with his words, unsure how honest he should be. “I’m worried about my old nanny.” That was enough of the truth, he thought. “I may have been in contact with her recently and… well, she’s kind of old. Older than you.”

“I’m going to ignore the old comment and focus on your nanny. Is she okay?”

“She’s fine,” said Seokjin, relieved that his distraction worked. “Just old, like I said. She’s still healthy as far as I know. I just worry.”

“Were you concerned that you can’t go see her?”

“She lives in Busan now,” said Seokjin. “That’s a little far for an after school trip.”

“We could all go during a break, if you'd like,” Seonsaengnim suggested. “The boys have been wanting to see the beach anyway.”

Seokjin frowned. The conversation wasn’t going the way he expected it to, and it was making him uncomfortable. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see Kang Taerim. He missed her terribly. He just… Seokjin felt his heart drop in his chest when he realized: he didn’t trust her anymore. Whether he saw her in Seoul or Busan or overseas, Seokjin just didn’t trust his old nanny not to take him back to his parents, and that scared him.

“We can go to Busan,” Seokjin decided. “But I don’t want to see Taerim halmonim. I like our relationship the way it is now.” Even though Seokjin pretended the two of them hadn't grown distant over the years, he had to admit to himself now that the distance was good. He couldn't get kidnapped and taken back home if there was distance.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” he said.

"Any particular reasons?"

Seokjin frowned. As well-meaning as his caretaker was, he didn't enjoy their prying. When they pried, Seokjin had to debate whether he should lie or not. He didn't particularly enjoy lying. "A few. I don't want to talk about it."

His caretaker paused in their wiping down the faucet and fixed Seokjin with a hard stare. At this point in their relationship, it was a completely nonverbal argument, where his guardian analyzed his face and body language, while he tried his best to pretend he wasn't hiding anything. Seokjin doubted he was ever as successful as he liked to think he was, but he also appreciated that whatever his guardian found, they likely wouldn't bring it up. Yet.

“Okay," Seonsaengnim agreed slowly."I won't press it if you’re sure. Was that all you were thinking about?” They wrung out their rag and laid it in its place on the sink. Suddenly, all of their attention was focused on Seokjin. “Something tells me that’s not it.”

“That’s…” he considered his feelings, and what he was and wasn’t willing to talk about right now. It felt like something had shifted inside after realizing the uneasy feeling he had when thinking about Taerim halmonim was distrust. “That’s everything I’m willing to think about tonight, I think.”

“Will you come find me if you change your mind?” they asked, opening their arms. Seokjin felt relieved to be offered the hug he needed. He felt awkward about asking for hugs from his guardian when he wanted them. Seonsaengnim must have noticed how desperate he was because they squeezed him tighter than usual, and didn’t let go until Seokjin pulled back. He felt a little more settled inside, even if it still felt like everything had changed.

“I’ll probably come find you for help with math,” he said.

“You’ll fail if you did that, kid,” said his guardian. “I’m an English teacher for a reason.”

In his bedroom, Seokjin stared for a long moment at the textbooks laying on his desk. He really did need to spend an hour or two with his math formulas, or finishing his Korean assignments. It was the smart choice.

Instead, he crawled into bed with Jeongguk. His youngest brother was an excellent cuddler, and Seokjin could really use a teddy bear tonight.

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Collecting Strays series, previous, first

So, if the formatting is strange, I tried my best; between my outdated Chromebook and the tumblr website, I was fighting for my life. Hopefully, the text conversations came through alright and the timeline of events is clear enough. As always, my inbox is open for suggestions and requests, preferably for this series, but I might be open to other, preferably platonic, BTS requests.

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[stellar-starseed]

A Sharp Kiss 💋

Group: BTS

Pairing: Yoongi x Fem!Reader, mentions of Yoongi x Jimin, Taehyung x Jungkook and Namjoon x Hoseok

Summary: A new job in a fancy hotel surrounded by drop dead gorgeous people. Sounds like perfection. Maybe this job was everything you needed, until death actually strikes.

Word Count: 2,395

Warning: Violence, Vampires (is that something to warn?), sexual content, language

Chapters: 1, 2, 3

A/N: cross posted on AO3

Tagged: @scuzmunkie

His Maker

“Not expecting me I see.” Jimin offers a sweet smile.

“I’m not really sure why you would be here. Don’t you have important killings to attend to?”

“Don’t be like that, Yoongissi.” Jimin’s tone was soft and sweet. “You’re almost blushing, did you miss me?” Jimin steps closer and closes the door behind him. Walking around the desk, Jimin leans down, slipping an arm around Yoongi’s shoulders.

“I missed you.” Jimin whispers in his ear. Yoongi shivers under the contact. It has been so long.

“What’d you come here for?” Yoongi managed to collect himself. “I haven’t seen you in years.”

“I missed you.” Jimin pulls away from Yoongi enough so he can see Jimin’s full lips in a pout. Yoongi closed his eyes and shook his head trying to rid himself of all of the thoughts running through his head. Now was not to the time to fall victim to Jimin’s charms.

“Yeah right.” Yoongi mutters as he rubs his palms over his face. For some reason it was so hard for him to keep it together around Jimin.

“Didn’t you miss me?” Jimin, now adorning a sweet smile, takes a seat across from Yoongi. Yoongi huffs in response causing Jimin to pout once again.

“Well,” Jimin shrugs, “it’s okay if you don’t want to admit it. I’m sure you did. I’m here because I’m done with Seokjin. I ran away months ago.” Jimin begins to play with papers sitting on the edge of Yoongi’s desk, flipping the corners as he chews on his lip.

“I didn’t know where else to go, Yoongi. I don’t expect you to trust me, and I know I didn’t exactly leave you on good terms, but I really did-do—I really do care about you.” He finally stops fidgeting and looks up at Yoongi with sad eyes. Eyes that could melt anyone.

“You’re right.” Yoongi sighs and Jimin perks up. “I don’t trust you.” Jimin’s face drops but he nods.

“I know I wouldn’t trust me if I was you either, but I do need a small favor.”

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Hoseok sighs as loud as possible for the third time. You had just informed him that Namjoon would be making good use of his office once again. That meant Hoseok would see less of him. Hoseok was the front desk supervisor, but he never seemed to take his job seriously and you always wondered how he could still be employed.

“Y/n!” Hoseok whines.

“It was necessary.” Without looking in his direction, you shuffle through piles of mail and slip them into the proper cubbies.

“He had an office this whole time, but he never used it. Pointing it out only forced him to use it.” Hoseok folds his arms across his chest. “Maybe I should separate you and Yoongi.” He mumbles.

“What are you talking about?” You avoid eye contact at all costs. The phone rings and Hoseok rolls his eyes at you before he answers it and you go back to sorting the mail. You hear the phone click behind you and glance over your shoulder.

“Oh, y/n! We have an upset guest in 328. Somehow I forgot to tell the new ladies that Ms. Octavian likes a basket of mints as opposed to the single pillow mint.”

“Really?” You raise an eyebrow. Somehow this sounded like some made up punishment for taking away Hoseok’s eye candy.

“Really.” He nods. “She’s a regular.” He looks around at the scattered maids and lowers his voice.

“She’s a madam.” You perked up and you were now oddly intrigued enough to handle the guests call. You headed to grab a cute basket from the chef’s cabinets, offering a sheepish grin when he gave you a questioning look. You snagged a few mints for yourself once the basket was full and you headed to the elevators.

Once you reach room 328 you hear an almost excited outcry. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you lean in to hear more. Soon enough the door is opening and your standing at attention.

“Oh, here. We could use more ice.” A tall, near naked, very muscular man shoves an ice bucket in your chest. “And maybe a few candles!” He smiles as he looks over his shoulder. You hear that same excited call slip from the woman’s lips.

“Certainly. These are for Mad-Ms. Octavian.” You wrap your arm around the bucket and hold out the cute basket of mints with your best customer service smile.

“We don’t need those anymore.” He shakes his head, lifting his hand up.

“Speak for yourself!” The lady pushes him to the side and snags the basket from you. And just like that the door was closed in your face and you could hear his muffled voice and her exaggerated laughter.

You grumble to yourself as you head to fill the ice bucket. You hated dealing with people for the most part. They were always so rude. You shook your head from the negative thoughts and reminded yourself that you are getting paid rather well, and your boss is hot. You’re also really starting to like your colleagues.

You find candles and fill the ice bucket, heading back towards room 328. You swear you catch a glimpse of Namjoon and that man that came to see Yoongi, but you couldn’t be sure from the distance. You shake it off and knock on the door in front of you. This time Madam Octavian answered.

“Oh right on time!” She smiles bright and takes the items from your hand. She places a bill in your hand, gives you another smile and closes the door. Before the door is fully closed, you catch a glimpse of the muscular mans bare legs tied to the bed.

“Hmm, fun times.” You mumble to yourself as you glance at the fifty bucks she tipped you. Okay, maybe she wasn’t all bad. This job is definitely not bad. You do a small dance. After looking around you pull yourself together and head back down stairs.

“What’s wrong with you?” You ask Hoseok noticing the scowl on his face.

“Nothing.” He turns away and pounds on the keyboard in front of him. You hadn’t seen him in any state but exaggeratedly happy and flirtatious. This was new. Maybe you shouldn’t have pointed out Namjoon’s perfectly good office if this was going to be the result. Maybe you needed to do some matchmaking. Hoseok sighed loudly and tapped the printer as if it would work any faster with his attitude.

“Do you need help with something?” You cross your arms over your chest.

“Only if you can convince Yoongi to let that bloodsucking maniac fend for himself.” His jaw is tight and his fist is clenched.

“Who are you talking about?”

“Oh you didn’t see him? He’s exaggeratedly beautiful, and extremely manipulative. He cannot be trusted.”

“The man I sent into his office earlier?”

“You let him in here?” Hoseok’s voice raises. He calms himself. “You couldn’t have known I guess.”

“Known what, Hoseok. Just spit it out!” You look around and there’s no one to be seen so you relax a little bit.

“That’s his ex—” Hoseok lowers his head and his voice, “his fucking maker.” He shakes his head and you gasp. “My best friend won’t let me protect him.”

“Did I fuck up?”

“No, y/n, you couldn’t have known like I said. Yoongi fucked up. For some reason Jimin has this power over him. I guess I was like that too.” Hoseok picks up the papers he just printed and staples them. “Can you take these to Namjoon?” He says solemnly.

“Don’t you want to?”

“Of course I do, but I’m too upset.” You nod and take the papers from his hand. It must be serious if Hoseok will forfeit an opportunity to flirt with his crush. You felt guilty for some reason. Maybe if you hadn’t escorted this man into Yoongi’s office Hoseok would’ve been back from his lunch in time to kick him out.

Sighing to yourself, you knock on Namjoon’s office door more out of an effort to be polite since it was half open. Namjoon perks up and tells you to come in.

“Oh.” he says when he notices you. Your face drops. Was he expecting a Hoseok?

“Why don’t you two just get a room already.” You drop the papers on his desk.

“That’s not professional.”

“Yeah, yeah. So, what’s the deal with that one guy?”

“You mean Jimin?” He asks, you nod. “I don’t know too much, but he’s staying here indefinitely. He’s in danger or something.” You nod again and head out of the office.

Yoongi is poking his head out of his office when you walk by. He waves you in and you get butterflies. He had been busy with that Jimin guy, and you didn’t want to disturb him, so you’d missed him for the better part of your shift. You take a seat in front of his desk and he sits back in his chair.

“So, we have a new semi permanent guest staying here. Mr. Park. I would like you to make sure he has everything he needs while he’s here. Go above and beyond for this guest.”

“Okay.” You say so softly you have to clear your throat and repeat it.

“Something wrong?”

“No.” You shake your head. “Hoseok—no. It’s nothing.”

“Hoseok has never liked Jimin.” Yoongi flashes a sad smile. “You’re off soon, you can go ahead and head home now if you’d like. I’ll pay you for the remainder of your day.”

You’re surprised and don’t actually want to take the early day, but it didn’t seem right telling Yoongi no. You gathered your things and said bye to Hoseok. Usually you were passing Jungkook on your way out, but he wasn’t due to come in for another couple of hours. You felt like you were being left out of something important.

Just when you were starting to feel settled at this job and making friends, Jimin saunters in and wraps Yoongi around his little finger. “His maker.” Hoseok’s words run through your mind. Was Yoongi in love with him?

You open the door to your apartment expecting to vent to your best friend about your weird day, but as soon as you enter you become very aware that he is gone. It hits you that he had a gallery opening out of town. You let your head fall back and let out a huge sigh.

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Yoongi winces at the sting of the fresh wounds that were inflicted on him. His weakened state makes it feel as though he can’t take in enough air. He wants to give in to it more and more, maybe he’ll be with his family. Maybe all of this will be over and he’ll get to go on to a peaceful place.

His family crossed his mind again and again. The hotel where he practically grew up running around with his brother flashed through his mind. His parents chuckling at them or scolding them depending on the day. Yoongi wanted to be with them.

“Yoongi?” He felt the whisper on his ear, he couldn’t quite make out the voice anymore. Was it his brother?

“Shit!” Yoongi felt arms around him and he was suddenly being moved. He didn’t have the strength to care anymore. What was he fighting for? He was ready to let the darkness take him.

Jimin tossed Yoongi over his shoulder and headed out through the the open window. He was good at sneaking around so Jin wouldn’t catch him. He had grown quite fond of Yoongi over the months. After sneaking out of the compound, Jimin ran as far as he could.

They passed several towns, and Jimin decided to put Yoongi down. They were in the middle of a thick forest and Jimin felt they were safe from prying eyes. He examined Yoongi, feeling his weak pulse.

“I can’t watch you die.” Jimin shook his head at himself. There was only one thing to do.

Yoongi could almost reach his brother. He held out his hand and suddenly he felt a pinch. He grabbed onto his neck. It was all too quick, but that didn’t mean the pain wasn’t agonizing. He thought the worst of it was over, but he was losing sight of his brother. Was this punishment for killing the man that killed him? Yoongi felt like he was choking, his chest was tight and he was almost certain his heart was giving out.

********

Yoongi gasped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He blinked rapidly trying to orient himself. He noticed Namjoon’s slender fingers on his arm. Sighing, he rubbed his eyes.

“You okay?” Namjoon questioned leaning down to be at eye level with Yoongi.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine, what’s up?”

“We have a situation.”

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“Morning, Jungkook!” Hoseok’s sing song voice and bright smile greeted Jungkook as he headed to clock in.

“Morning, Hobi.” Jungkook smiles and Hoseok chuckled at the husky voice he was greeted with.

“How’s y/n? She left early.”

“Oh, I don’t-” Jungkook was cut off by a frantic Namjoon.

“Shit!” Namjoon says, most certainly not under his breath. Hoseok and Jungkook are taken aback by his language. It wasn’t like Namjoon who was always professional.

“Who do we have to fire?” Hoseok tries to lighten the mood.

“I need you to call your cleaning crew.” Namjoon informs Hoseok. By the tone of voice, Hoseok knew that this was a situation. He nodded and quickly pulled out his personal phone.

“Cleaning crew?” Jungkook whispered. Namjoon nodded and headed back towards Yoongi’s office. Jungkook fidgeted around with paperwork and assisted a few clients before Hoseok finally got off of the phone.

“So,” Jungkook whispered, looking around, “someone has been killed?”

“That is essentially what my crew is for, yes.” Hoseok said it rather nonchalantly, but Jungkook was a bit shaken up. Matters such as this had been discussed, yet he didn’t really think a day like this would come. Jungkook pondered over who could’ve done such a thing and his mind wandered back to Yoongi.

“But he couldn’t..could he?” Jungkook mumbled.

“This wasn’t Yoongi.” Hoseok corrected, “Now I need you to go check on the third floor. We need to move them.”

“All of them?”

“Yes, quickly.”

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Thank you so much for your patience! This will be slow to be posted as I have had so much going on lately and it doesn’t look like it’s slowing down. But on a positive note I am moving out of state for a better job and hopefully much better opportunities in the future.

I hope you lovelies are doing amazing, staying healthy, and staying hydrated.

Most of all stay golden babes!♥️

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[ldysmfrst]

American Mate - (3)

Following Instincts

Paring: Hybrid!BTS Ot7 x Plus-sized Human FemReader

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 3 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 3970

Work count for Story: 12111

Genre: Hybrid Playmate Au inspired by works created by @yoongiofmine

Warnings: (I am not good at this, but I will try. Let me know if I missed anything!!) NOT BETA READ!! This story will have a bit of angst, fluff, smut, f/m, m/m, and m/f/m. This chapter does have Injury, Anxiety, Panic attacks, comfort, and Cultural differences.

Story Summary: The Hybrid K-pop group BTS is on tour in America; of course, things don't start out the way they should, but after an encounter with Y/n, things change but will everyone follow Fate?

Outside the break room, Yoongi is in Alpha space, catching your scent of sweet peas as it changes into a moldy pea soup smell after the comment from the redheaded playmate. Turning with a low and threatening growl, Yoongi’s eyes have gone to his hybrid's bright golden-yellow cat eyes as he blocks you from their sight. Zeroing in on the playmates, tail raised and puffed out, tip twitching back and forth with a snap of irritation, making them all step back and quiet down. Hearing you murmur something in his native tongue and then the frantic footsteps, Yoongi snaps his head to watch your fleeing form disappear into a room down the hall. Taking a quick look back at the playmates, office staff, and then his pack, Yoongi huffs and quickly follows you, unable to fight his Alpha instincts.

The rest of the BTS packmates follow their bonded one closely behind as they feel his need to protect you from the others in the office. Namjoon catches Yoongi by the shoulder, stopping him from attempting to enter the room where you sought refuge. The rest of the pack forms a barricade around their Prime Alpha and packmate, who has entered Alpha space. They all are standing on guard, facing the rest of the people in the office, watching closely for any danger, and keeping the rude humans away. 

“Yoongi, you need to give her space. Remember, she is human and might get scared of your Alpha. What is happening? I need you to get enough control to explain what is happening?” Namjoon calmly speaks to his older packmate. Pushing out calming scents, trying to bring him out of his Alpha space with soothing strokes along his shoulder and back. “Can you come back and explain why you are protecting Miss Y/n?”

Barreling into the front of the group of observers with his tail bushed out and scent-smelling concerned, Derek comes up to the defensive line of BTS, “You have to let me get to her. You have to let me help calm down Y/n. Can’t you scent her distress? She is not doing okay by herself. You can even smell her over the scent-blockers!  I am the closest thing she has to a family. Please let me in to make sure she is okay. Please.”

 One of Yoongi’s black jaguar ears twitch back, hearing the urgency in Derek’s voice. He looks at Namjoon, takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes. After a few seconds, he turns to Derek with normal dark eyes, taking in his shifty behaviors and now partly distressed scent. 

Shaking his head slowly to Namjoon, Yoongi steps between his packmates and face-to-face Derek. “You are the closest thing to her family?”

“Yes, She and I were hired together when they decided to start this branch. We work together and spend time together at my den or her apartment. I do my best to protect her from situations like this because of her past. I normally try to keep her away from the playmates in general so things like this do not happen."

"She is only here today because we could not convince her otherwise since in the meeting yesterday with your Manager and what was said on the phone. She was bullied a lot before, and while it is not something that is okay, unfortunately, it still happens to this day. I really tried but I couldn’t do anything to keep her away. She had to be here even with little to no sleep and nightmares."

Bowing slightly but keeping an eye on the pack, Derek demandingly pleads, "Now, please, Mr. Min, please let me pass. Everyone can smell that something has happened. I think she is hurt in more ways than one.”  

The last comment got the attention of the whole pack on him, and everyone looked concerned. Several eyes flashed as their hybrid halves showed their displeasure with the news. Yoongi continued to fight his Alpha instincts with a deep growl and even breaths.

“How can you tell?” Namjoon asks from next to the door. He can smell something, but it tells him nothing since he has never smelt Y/n.

“That moldy smell. Like veggies gone bad?” The hybrids start sniffing, searching for the smell, and scrunching their noses once it hits. “That is why I know something is not right. Y/n, her scent turns like that when she is hurt. I am not sure if it is just emotional but it could be physical too. I can’t tell how bad it is because the scent-blocking measures she took for your arrival are still dulling it down.  Now again. Let me in to help my friend. I may be a Beta but she is like a pack member to me and I protect her like it.”

“Fine, but I am going in with you. I was the one who knocked into her and failed to keep her from falling. My Alpha instincts have gone haywire and I have the need to protect her,” his eyes glaring back at the playmates, “ from certain people here while ensuring she is okay and make amends for my mistake.” Yoongi states without room for argument, moving to the side, nodding to his packmates to make room for them. Once the two are through, the pack retakes their defensive stance, keeping everyone else out. 

Knocking on the door, Derek calls out softly as he opens it, entering and looking around the room to spot your shaking frame in the farthest and darkest corner. Namjoon shuts the door for privacy and protection while he stands guard just outside, with one ear listening to what is happening inside the room and one ear on the rest of the office. His mind racing from the powerful wave of rotten scent that has built up in the room.

The scent is much more robust in this room. The scent-blocking measures no longer mask your distress and pain. This causes Derek and Yoongi to whine at the smell and quickly move to your side. Derek pulled you into a tight embrace, pushing his scent out and over you and scenting the top of your head while murmuring soft, reassuring words. Yoongi comforts you with his own calming scents, pushing down the desire to pry you out of Derek’s hold to take you into his own. Much to their relief, your tears slow, and your breathing calms after what feels like hours.

“Derek, my nightmares, they came true. I ruined everything. I should have stayed away. I should have been looking where I was going. Reina was right. The one with the black tail, did I hurt him? He... He tried catching me. Me! I weigh a ton.” 

At that last comment, a deep growl resounds from behind you. It takes half a second to realize it is not from the hybrid holding you. Catching your breath and snapping your mouth shut, you cautiously peek through your hair to look behind you to see none other than Mr. Min Yoongi, who turns out to be the owner of said black tail, now snapping to and fro with irritation. 

“Shit,” you mumble under your breath, your mind racing to figure out a way to get out of this situation without causing any further damage and how best to word your resignation letter.

“Miss Y/n, let us address a few things. Firstly, you do NOT weigh a ton, nor will you ever refer to yourself in that manner again. Secondly, I am not injured, nor could you injure me, as I AM an Alpha in my own right and am stronger than I look, even if I am not the Prime Alpha of the Bangtan Pack.” Yoongi’s eyes flashed a different color.

You shrink down to try to make yourself smaller. Seeing your reaction and realizing that his Alphal is trying to be in control again, he takes another deep breath to calm himself, looking between you and Derek.

 “Lastly, would you be so kind as to allow my Alpha to inspect you for injuries? I came out of the observation room door unannounced and ran into you. I tried to prevent you from falling, but we are close in height, and I could not do much other than take what I hoped was the brunt of the fall.”

Turning more towards him but still staying in the safety of Derek’s hold, you look at him with confusion. “Your Alpha? Like your hybrid-side is not yourself?” Looking over your shoulder at Derek, you see him with a smirk and a chuckle on his lips.

“Missy here,” Derek looks at Yoongi, “has never met an Alpha male before. I am a beta, and her best friend is an omega.” Turning his attention back to you, “Unlike Evie and I, an Alpha has an inner animal that they can change into fully at will and it allows them to go into Alpha space to assist in protecting, hunting, and mating.”

You look at Yoongi with wide eyes, “You turn into a black cat?” 

“I am not a black cat,” he huffs in annoyance, eyes flashing a different color briefly. “I am a Black Jaguar hybrid, and I am trying my best to keep him at bay because he can sense that your emotions have calmed down, but you are still in pain.” 

His eyes roam over your figure, stopping when he notices you are cradling your right wrist. Standing up and motioning to a nearby chair, he asks,  “Please, can I inspect you for injuries? I can see you are being careful with your right hand.”

With a gentle push from behind you, you move to the chair Yoongi gestured to. Derek also stands up but keeps his distance, watching how the two of you interact. Yoongi kneels before you, “I have to let my Alpha see for himself. I promise he will not harm you. Mr. Gulley can attest to that at this point, my Alpha would have much rather hurt himself than you.” 

Glancing at Derek, he nods with a knowing smile while taking a seat a few tables over. Taking a moment to collect yourself, running your good hand through your hair and fixing your shirt, you look down at the hybrid. With a slight smirk, he looks at you with kind eyes,  “Miss Y/n, please allow me to check for injuries. You have no reason to be nervous. You look perfect as you are.” 

Blushing slightly at his words, you nod and tuck your hair behind your ear. You watch him closely as his dark brown eyes slowly change into a stunning golden-yellow color, with the pupil elongating into a pointed oval. His ears and tail moved this way and that, never quite settling in one position for very long. Your scent turns slightly back to sweet peas as the sight makes you smile softly. 

Cautiously, Yoongi kneels closer to you to become within reaching distance. Taking your left ankle gently in his hand, he rotates it, bends your leg at the knee, and sniffs at each joint. He repeats the process with the other side as well. Finding that nothing in your legs seems to be hurting, he looks at your face again with a short, pleased chirping sound. 

Scooting a little closer, he reaches out to your left hand, bends your elbow, feels along your fingers one by one, then rotates your wrist and again seems to sniff along the joints. 

You fidget in your seat, knowing what comes next will hurt, but you don't know how the hybrid in front of you will react. Noticing your movements and the slight change in your scent, Yoongi wraps his tail around your ankle to offer support. A slight sense of pride fills him when your scent calms down at his gesture of comfort, even if you do not realize it. 

Taking your right hand, he follows the same steps, pausing slightly before he rotates your wrist. You let out a yelp of pain and bite your bottom lip as you try to pull your hand out of his grip, which only causes him to hold it just a little bit tighter with one hand while the other quickly reaches to the nape of your neck to bring you into an awkward hug. Your head is now resting on his shoulder with your nose breathing against his neck, your good hand going to his side and gripping his shirt. 

Once the pain has dulled, you realize you smell the rain, not like fresh rain but like petrichor or the earth after a good downpour. It is comforting and relaxes you even more until you hear a soft chuffing noise and remember who you are smelling. 

Pulling away, you shyly look back at Yoongi, still observing you with golden-yellow eyes and holding your wrist firm but gently. “Umm... I think I just landed on it wrong. Just some ice and pain meds should be okay. I will be good as new tomorrow,” you say with a false smile, trying to play it off as no big deal.

However, Yoongi’s ears flatten, and his feline eyes narrow at you while nodding down to your wrist. Following his line of sight, you now see that your wrist is slightly swollen and is covered with a lovely purple color. “Okay, maybe I won’t be as good as new tomorrow.”

Derek stands up and approaches the two of you to see the damage done. Taking a sharp breath, he looked at Yoongi and froze, noting that the Alpha was sternly watching his every move. 

“Mr. Min, please remember I am like family, a pack, as you could say, with Y/n. I am also not a mate, nor am I looking to make her one. Will you allow me to get your Prime Alpha and Manager so we can decide how to move forward?”

Outside the breakroom, Mr. Johnson, the director of PMS USA, was informed there was an incident and is now standing with Manager Sejin outside the BTS barrier. He had ordered Reina and the other playmates to be escorted back into the conference room by some other staff. 

Mr. Johnson had hand-picked you to be the friendly first face of PMS because you light up any room you walk into and are always willing to put in the extra time to help make things perfect on or off the clock. 

“Hello, I am the director, I really should go in there and make sure my employee is okay, Manager Sejin,” Mr. Johnson states, glancing at the members of BTS as they continue to block the door and growl at anyone who walks near them. 

“Why are they not letting anyone near the door? I am sorry. I know about hybrids from the symposiums and conferences but rarely interact with many. I typically leave that up to my staff.” Glancing over at the hamster hybrid.

“Namjoon-ssi, do you want me to answer that, or would you like to?” Manager Sejin asks while watching Mr. Johnson. Namjoon redirects his attention from the breakroom to the seemingly incompetent human before him.

Taking a few slow steps forward, Hosek takes over guarding the break room door. Namjoon comes to stand with his pack, but nearer to Mr. Johnson and Manager Sejin, he says, “Mr. Johnson, we are a pack. More so, we are a pack of Alpha hybrids. Ranging from prey to predator types. We are a bonded pack on top of that, which means it’s all or none. We all are protective of something or someone if one of us feels the need. When one of us is hurt, we are all hurting with them.”

Looking at each of his packmates, Namjoon is filled with a sense of pride. Though they don’t know the extent of what has happened, they still support their mate to the best of their ability in a foreign country without question.

“Yoongi is feeling protective of Miss Y/n because of a few things. Y/n is injured because of an accident caused by Yoongi. She is not in a good emotional state because of your Playmates’ behavior due to the same accident.” He looks back at the Director, trying to maintain a more neutral expression to hide his disdain for the women now in some office somewhere.

“As an Alpha, our animals require us to hold ourselves to a higher standard than others. We like to try and ensure those around us are happy. With a very select few, we want to make sure they are also healthy and protected, among other things. In Yoongi’s Alpha space, he has failed to meet these standards when it comes to Y/n. It is now beyond his control, so to speak, to do anything other than fix his mistakes and ensure Y/n’s safety, recovery, and happiness. This means the Bangtan Pack is now responsible for the same.”

“Oh well. Um. I see. I can reassure you that Playmate Services has a good doctor who can tend to her if she needs one, and of course, she can have the rest of today and even tomorrow off. No need to make a fuss.”

A deep growl rips from behind Namjoon, causing everyone to look and see that Taehyung's eyes have gone crystal blue. His scent of burning ebony wood crashed over the pack. “You seem to be in over your head, Mr. Johnson. You have more than one hybrid working for you, yet you know nothing. Your company's incompetence is allowing bullying. From what one of your staff says, it has been happening for quite some time and yet you do nothing about it. Did you not hear our Prime Alpha tell you that she is ours now. We will take her to get treated by our medical professionals. We will take care of her to ensure she heals properly and regains a better state of mind. Not you.”

“Hyung, it’s okay. Calm down, please. We don’t need two of you in Alpha space right now. It will not help Miss Y/n or Yoongi-hyung.” Jungkook steps up next to Taehyung, scenting his neck gently as his snickerdoodle scent pushes out, causing the blue to flicker back to his natural dark brown. 

With a last glare and a mumbled, “Pathetic, oblivious human.” He moves closer to Hosek and, in turn, you. Jungkook quickly follows in an attempt to keep the high-tempered White Southwest African Tiger calm and get closer to you as well. 

“You may have misunderstood me, gentlemen. I have tried to deal with the playmates and their disrespectful actions towards Y/n and some of the other staff. Sadly, Reina is a top pick and brings in a lot of money. Since we are the newest and smallest branch, the corporate office wants to refrain from taking any disciplinary actions for fear that she will quit. They think that any of the office staff are replaceable, whereas reliable Playmates are harder to find.”

“Mr. Johnson, while that may be the case prior to today, their bullying has gone too far. Manager Sejin,” Namjoon says, “I believe it would be wise if the director took care of the bullying by the playmates and joined them for the time being. We need a few moments without interruptions to assess what is happening and how the Pack will move forward with this office, if at all.” 

Dismissing the director to be dealt with by Manager Sejin, Namjoon walks back to the door, which is now being guarded by Hosek, Taehyung, and Jungkook. The scent of snickerdoodle, ebony wood, and lilac mix together with the pack scent of vanilla underneath.

“... can’t tell?”

“Can’t tell what?” Namjoon asks the small group.

“Hobi can’t tell,” replies Jungkook while Taehyung nods in agreement. 

“The boys say that their Alphas are reacting to Y/n but I can’t tell if mine does or not. You spoke to her, stood right in front of her. Namjoon, can you tell?”

“Oh? Hmm, I guess I haven’t really paid attention. After what happened with… you know who… I guess I have been pushing my Alpha to the back as much as I could. I have been focusing on taking care of you guys, my mates, first and I couldn’t do that with him pacing in my head so much. She really tore Yoongi, Join, and Hobi apart inside with what she said. ” 

Namjoon started thinking back to hearing your voice, full of determination and strength, over the phone yesterday. Your care, intention, and respect for the pack that you have shown today. It would be simple to say that his Alpha was comfortable around you, and from how the pack’s scents have been, he wasn’t the only one who was.

“My Alpha is comfortable with y/n, but I wouldn’t say that he is reacting in any particular way.”

A soft whine leaves Jungkook. “Why do the older mates always walk with blinders on? Huh! You need to really let your Alpha look at her. My Alpha hasn’t wanted to look away from her since we walked into the office.”

“Joon, I am with Kookie on this one. While I wasn’t drawn in right away, I trust Yoongi's Alpha not to react this way with just anyone. So when he ran after her, I was the closest one to the door and before the pack’s scent took over, I could smell vanilla with something rotten. At first, I thought it was a candle or something, but I looked around. There are no candles.”

Taehyung’s comment on smelling vanilla caught the attention of Jimin and Seokjin. Turning to join the conversation while still trying to maintain the barrier, Jimin speaks up.

“So it wasn’t just me. When Yoongi and that man went in, I smelled vanilla with almost a compost-like smell. After that, my Alpha wanted nothing but to keep everyone, human or hybrid, away from this door. He is really fighting to be at the front.”

“I figured that our muscle bunny was just leaning into his instincts of being a bunny when he was speaking about Y/n in the conference room. Yet it didn’t explain to me why my Alpha felt awkward at her bowing to me when I spoke to her before going into the room.” Seokjin commented with a stern but thoughtful look. 

“Wait, wait, wait!” Hosek moves away from the door slightly, his expression confused and frustrated. “Are you telling me that you have all had some kind of reaction from your Alphas for the human lady behind the door? Some of you smelled vanilla, too?”

They all look at Hosek and then at Namjoon, waiting for them to come to the same conclusion. After a few tense moments had passed, it was like a lightbulb went off over Hosek’s head as his lilac scent burst with a bit more hints of rose and vanilla. Everyone now focuses on Namjoon.

Namjoon’s head is racing over every moment that has happened since walking in the door. As Prime Alpha, his responsibilities for the pack are more significant than others, and with what the boys are hinting at, the next few moments will change so much. 

“Her reactions were top-notch with our pack, and her showing an exceeding amount of respect to the packmates could be just her professionalism.” More whines and a few soft growls are heard. Looking up, Namjoon makes eye contact with each of his mates standing before him. 

“However, only the vanilla scent can mean one thing which won’t be easy for the human woman.” Taking a deep breath, the pack turned their attention to the door.

“We have an American Mate.”

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Gone Once More

Warnings: hurt/no comfort

Pairing: Idol! BTS x friend! (f)reader

Premise: Too many mistakes. Each one a new regret. The only hope for you to not be seen.

Author’s notes: Sorry loves, I promise to try to come back as soon as I can! I'm currently 33wks pregnant, so my mind has been all over the place. I'm also trying to move at the same time. I know, I know, all very poorly timed on my end. I'll work hard on completing my WIPS and getting them up for you! 💜

Word count: 823

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Your body feels heavy as you sluggishly make your way through the throng of people. It had been a long couple of days setting up for this event. Thankfully you and your coworkers had managed to finish with a couple hours to spare. Last-minute final touches had been placed and as the idols and actors began to turn up, you had all been dismissed. 

Walking past the last building, you begin to place your head phones in your ears. Ready for your walk home. However, you hear something that makes your heart stop.

You hear the familiar voices from somewhere in the crowd. Catching a glimpse of a face you had wished to forget.

You back step quickly rounding the corner to hide from the figures headed your way. Holding your breath you close your eyes and beg for them not to see you. Willing yourself to be one with the wall. A sense of relief plummets over your like a cold bucket of water on a hot day as you finally hear their voices pass. 

You barely catch a glimpse of their backs as you hastily push through the thickening crowd.You don’t want to appear panicked for fear that would draw attention to yourself. 

Swiftly you approach the crosswalk, legs trembling more for every second you wait for the light sign to change. The road in the process of being closed down for the event today. You remain steady on your feet, but your body delays briefly as it finally changes and you walk within the other people.

Reaching the other sidewalk, against all the screaming in your head, body shaking, air burning your lungs you stop. First mistake. Second was benign unable to not turn around and stare blatantly at the group you had hidden from. You needed to see them, even if it hurt all over again.

Standing across the street, you cant find it in yourself to keep moving. To finish your escape successfully. The few cars passing by and the strings of people do nothing to obstruct your focus. 

The pain from past memories seeps from the floor up your legs, like an iron chain holding you down. 

Eye contact, the last mistake you made. Pairs of eyes turn to you one by one, survey your figure. The uncertainty etched into their faces, were you really there or were they just hoping to see you again.

The world slows around you, breathe slow and deep. An almost calm settling over you, atleast outwardly calm. Your mind flashing through your anger you thought you had long forgotten when you left those years ago. But somehow in this moment it all felt so fresh, a wound that never healed, easily reopened. 

One of them takes a step in your direction, your name said out loud appearing on their lips, snapping you out of your stasis. Before they can truly believe you're there, you turn to sprint down the path to the parkway. You hear your name called again, this time over the blood pumping in your ears. Without slowing you push yourself forward, calves feeling as though they will spilt in half after being on your feet for so long. But you don’t stop, you don’t falter. Your lungs sting as your breath comes out ragged and sharp.

You know they’ve followed, you can feel them behind you. Dashing through a throng of people casually going for a stroll, you take a dramatic turn towards a small wooden bridge. Hoping the mass of people would create enough confusion. You all but fling yourself down the shallow bank, stumbling to your knees on the rocks and dirt. Without stopping, you roll yourself under the wooden structure. 

Barely a moment passes and you hear the approach of many shoes on the cement path. Your name screamed by many voices. Voices that have haunted you for too long, ones that used to only carry sweet words, but by the end carried the poison that deteriorated your self worth. Like a venomous snake bite, one that wouldn’t kill you but left you crippled, no amout of anti-venom could stop the affects.

The footsteps rush off away from your hiding spot. You stay there, long enough to catch your breathe. Your heart rate finally slowing down again, allowing the blood flow back to your head. Giving you enough strength to sit up, peaking your head out, ears on full alert for any sounds of them reapproaching. Hearing nothing, you slowly crawl away from the shadows. When you finally drag yourself back up you realize you’ve not only ripped the knees of your jeans, but blood soaks your right pant leg. However, you don’t feel the pain, mind still distracted by getting away secretly to your home before anything else can happen.

Limping in the other direction of where they ran, you make your way praying that these ghosts will be gone once more.

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my favorite bts fics so far (hyung!line)

hello lovely readers, i hope all of you are doing great. i've been wanting to make this post for a while now. i really want to share the amazing work and talent that many authors have on this app. as a literature fan and hopeless romantic myself, i made sure to pick out all the fics that i think are beautiful and amazing :)

disclaimers!!!!:

some of these fics contain nsfw content (minors dni), or some heavy themes, i am yoongi biased so excuse me if the fic ratio compared to the other members is waaayy bigger (like by a lot i am so so sorry), also this post is insanely long heh (once again, i am so so sorry :p), all pictures are from pinterest!

fluff- ♾️

angst- Ω

smut- ☻

crack/humor- ☼

i would sell my liver to read this again for the first time- ¶

Kim Seokjin

Turn Back Time- @raplinesmoon ♾️☼Ω☻

''pairing: baseball player!Seokjin x doctor!reader (based on the movie 13 Going On 30) genres/au/rating: fluff, humour, angst, smut, time travel au, 18+ summary: After total humiliation at his middle school baseball try outs, Kim Seokjin wants nothing more than for his awkward years to fade away until he’s thirty. Cue a magic baseball glove, and his wish is finally granted. Seokjin suddenly wakes up seventeen years later, now the star pitcher of the team he’d always dreamed of playing for. Confused and overwhelmed at the prospect of the new life waiting for him, he turns to the only person who seems to understand him — you. Will Seokjin learn what it truly means to be thirty, flirty, and thriving? Or will he find himself wishing he could turn back time?''

Every Year- @another-army-spot ♾️Ω☻

''Pairing: Jin x Reader, some implied Yoongi x reader and Namjoon x reader

Word: 15.6K

Genre: friends-to-lovers!au, richkids!au, chef!Jin, bookworm!oc, hard fluff, smut angst?

Summary:  As the daughter of the Kim’s closest friends, you’ve attended their extravagant annual New Year’s party since the year you were born.  No matter what you always spend time with your favorite childhood friend, Jin, who has always been there for you.  Here are the highlights of you and Jin realizing just how important you two are to each other.''

Let's get married as a joke- @burningupp Ω♾️

''Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x reader

Wordcount: 8210 (I’m so sorry)

Summary: Your best friend Jin has always had a talent of getting you into trouble. Maybe that’s why you’re not surprised that he asks you to marry him as a joke - or that you agree.''

friends get married all the time- @hobipost♾️

''The silly promise you made ten years ago comes back to bite your asses, and you’re both too weak to pretend it never happened

pairing: seokjin x f. reader

genres/tropes: friends to lovers, fluff

words: 2k+''

Min Yoongi

series:

The Truth Between Us- @jimlingss @gukyi ♾️Ω ☼ ¶

“⇒ summary: a book deal should be the most exciting time of your life, but there seems to be a constant and omnipresent damper on your mood in the form of a certain min yoongi, who you would just cut out from your life, if he weren’t your editor. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.

⇒ enemies to lovers au with various other au’s thrown in there

⇒ word count: 14k (first chapter)

⇒ genre: fluff, angst, drama”

Dating advice- @taleasnewastime ♾️Ω☻

''Summary: It’s been months – ok, it’s been years – since you last went on a date. And you’re sick of it. Sick of seeing couples kissing and holding hands in the street. Sick of your friends settling down. Sick of everyone buying houses and having families. You’re going to do something about it. You’re going to snap up a man, you’re going to tie someone down, you’re going to finally commit, you’re going to – you’re going to need a bit of advice.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: fluff; angst; smut

Word count: 54k

Status: Complete''

unexpected lovers- @jjkeverlast ♾️Ω☻

''-> pairing artist!yoongi x female reader

-> genre fake dating!au, romantic comedy

-> summary what happens when you meet min yoongi at the club, or well accidentally use him as your pawn to not get hit on. not knowing your cousins friend overhears and suddenly your whole family knows.

-> word count 19.8k''

Only Yesterday- @borathae ♾️☻Ω ¶

'' “Your life in a small countryside village was nothing of the extraordinary, you owned a quaint little teashop, enjoyed warm evenings in your garden and liked taking walks by the river. One day a handsome stranger moves in the abandoned cottage opposite side of the river and it is not long that he becomes a source of comfort in your life.”

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: s2l!AU, Neighbours!AU, Teashop!AU, Slice of Life!AU, Romance, Fluff, Smut

Warnings: This is a very feel good story, meant to comfort the soul and warm the heart. However it contains talks about car accidents and memory loss, as well as sexually explicit scenes. If you are sensitive to such topics I advise you read with care. 

Wordcount: 78.620''

Signed in Black- @yoon-kooks♾️☻

''Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Soulmate!AU, BadBoy!AU, FLUFF, Smut [in future chapters]

Summary: Min Yoongi. That was the name magically tattooed to your skin. You were told he was your lover by fate. And as cute as it would be to have a soulmate, Yoongi was the last person you ever wanted to be bound to. But thankfully, there was a way to remove the tattoo. All you had to do was convince six Bulletproof Fairies that the two of you were in love.

Word Count: 3.3k'' (first chapter)

neon signs- @pantoneyoongi ♾️¶

''title ; neon signs [ drabble series ]  pairing ; campus crush!yoongi x campus crush!you 

description ; namjoon doesn’t think it can get any clearer outside of yoongi building a giant neon sign saying i have the absolute biggest crush on you but apparently, book smarts don’t exactly translate when it comes to you and your massive crush on min yoongi.

(alternatively: namjoon and hoseok try for three years straight to get you and yoongi together.)''

Reflection of You- @agustdakasuga ♾️Ω ¶

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

Pairing: SUGA x Reader, Yoongi x Reader

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

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

your universe- @muniimyg ♾️☻Ω ☼

''in which min yoongi refuses to lose you

+ 

regretting rejecting oc, min yoongi goes through a circus load of gestures and tasks in attempt to be loved again

pairings:

basketball captain // tsundere yoongi + sunshine // preschool edu major oc

au/genre:

friends to lovers 

uni au

one sided pining / rejection / redemption / a sad excuse of a slow burn

smut, crack, angst

social media au + written

warnings:

implied + actual smut

angst (oc is heartbroken and trying to move on from being initially rejected)

name calling, love/hate friendships, big egos, overprotective friends, childish social culture, and a burnt out era <;3 

parts:

ongoing ( ongoing/25 )''

andante cantabile- @kkulfm-2 ♾️☻¶

''pairing: myg x f!reader

genre: historical / regency au, fluff, smut

wc: 30.6k + 3.8k smutty bonus

summary: You are convinced Mr. Min is nothing but a rude and gloomy man after he leaves a horrible first impression on you. His friends' attempts to convince you otherwise are met with mixed success.''

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oneshots:

Man of The Year- @raplinesmoon ♾️¶

''pairing: single dad!Yoongi x gn!reader genre(s): pure fluff, very minor angst au(s): graduation au word count: 2.7k warnings: some swearing, Yoongi is a little nervous, Yoongi is bad at flirting, this is so cute I could cry

rating: PG

summary: For the longest time, it’s always been Yoongi and his daughter, celebrating every milestone of life together. But today, that could change.''

Shut Eye- @alpacaparkaseok ♾️

''pairing/genre: idol!Yoongi x reader, fluff

premise: In a world where every night you meet your soulmate in your dreams only to forget their face and voice when you wake up, you’re now more desperate than ever to find them.

word count: 2.6k''

gold- @aquagustd Ω♾️☻

''↣ you’re in love with Min Yoongi, yes, you are, but why do you keep thinking of the boy who broke your heart into a million pieces when you should be focusing on the one who’s mending it.

pairing: yoongi x reader (past jungkook x reader)

genre: angst, fluff, smut, bff2l

word count: 17K''

stood up. -@parkdatjimin Ω☻♾️

''Three years after dumping your toxic boyfriend, you decide it's finally time to try the dating scene again. What you don't expect is for a handsome and confident CEO to come to your rescue after being stood up.

"Just play along. My name is Yoongi and whoever stood you up is a douche."

Pairings: CEO!yoongi x fem!reader

Genre: HEAVY angst, smut, lil fluff, slice of life, mutual pining, non-idol!au''

First-Date BAIT!- @jimlingss ♾️

''Words: 11.3k

Genre: Fluff

First dates are embarrassing. First dates are awkward. I’ve been through countless ones, sitting across from people who bored the living daylights out of me. It was less exciting than watching paint dry. Some dates were so utterly rude - I think you and I both know what it’s like to be on the receiving end on that. But now we both don’t have to waste our time anymore!

With First Date Bait they went out for me! Afterwards, they informed me if it was recommended to go out on a second date. It’s amazing with a 99.99% accuracy rate! That’s how I ended up meeting my husband!

First Date Bait. Why waste your time with awkward first dates?''

DreamCatcher- @jimlingss ♾️Ω

''Words: 13k (oops)

Genre: Fluff & Angst

Summary: When your dreams are more or less nightmares, monsters inside your head that eat you alive, it seems like the only person who can help you is Min Yoongi, professional dream chaser.''

Purr-haps I like you- @taleasnewastime ♾️

''Summary: You have a no pets policy where you live, but when you find a tiny kitten in a box on the side of the road, what can you do but bring it home with you? The only problem? The landlord who made the no pets rule, also happens to be your flatmate.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: pure fluff; Flatmates au

Word count: 11.6k''

Wild Strawberries- @yoonia ♾️☻

''➤ Character / Genre: Min Yoongi x reader/female OC (told through Yoongi’s POV) | Lucid Dream!au, fluff, smut''

first love- @jungnoir Ω♾️

''⇢ summary:  yoongi meets you, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano, and he steals you away hours before your wedding day, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano + yoongi’s been in love with you since childhood and he only has the courage to tell you when you’re about to marry someone else.

⇢ relationship: min yoongi/reader.

⇢ genre: best friend!au, angst, romance. 

⇢ words: 5.6k''

strike a chord- @snackhobi ♾️☻¶

''pairing: yoongi x reader // word count: 15.8k // genre: smut

summary: your idea of a good night certainly doesn't involve being stood up by yet another blind date and finding yourself alone in a fancy bar; fortunately for you, there's an attractive man playing the piano to keep you busy, instead.''

Anyone But The Groom- @yoonjinkooked ♾️Ω☻

''❅ Summary: After a meet-cute that brings all the romcoms to shame, you realize that for once in your life, the stars have finally aligned and presented you a guy that might be able to make you believe in love at first sight. Only to find out that you’re in charge of planning his Christmas Eve Wedding.

❅ Pairing: Yoongi x female reader

❅ AU: Wedding Planner reader x Arranged Marriage groom Yoongi

❅ Genre: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, will-they-won’t-they type of relationship

❅ Word Count: 36.5k (I AM SO SORRY)''

Not Even a Mouse- @softyoongiionly ♾️☻¶

''Summary:  The week before Christmas, you are tasked with delivering some paperwork to your father’s former business partner in order to secure your ownership of their legendary toy store. However, things don’t go as planned and a sudden blizzard keeps you cooped up inside the tiniest town you’ve ever seen, Snow Falls. You keep telling yourself that it’s the weather that’s keeping you here, but after a visit to Min’s Mini Mart, you aren’t so sure anymore…

Pairing: Single Dad! Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Romance, FLUFF, Smut (18+ only please)''

All I Want for Christmas (ft. Yoongi)- @hayjeon ♾️Ω

''→ singledad, CEO!yoongi x secretary!reader→ 13k words''

ceo!yoongi- @jungshookz ♾️☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader 

→ genre: ceo!au, clumsy!y/n because that’s always nice, jimin is ur best friend, floofy fluff, a touch of nsfw aka office sex

→ wordcount: 21k+ so u should probably read this using ur laptop and not ur phone''

first love | myg- @lavienjin ☻Ω

''synopsis: After an incredibly long day, Yoongi found you crying in the copy room. Though he doesn’t talk much, you’ve always found his presence comforting, and it didn’t surprise you when he stayed and listen to you vent. However, while you sought comfort in his embrace, he proposed a special offer to reduce your stress with the magic of his hands. The only catch to your arrangement? You couldn’t fall in love.

But wouldn’t you know it, just as your friendship deepens into something more, you find an old notebook sitting on his bookshelf, and in it, a collection of poems. The last entry has you reeling because it’s addressed to you. And in that page, a single line is written: Without you, I am nothing

pairing: yoongi x reader

wc: 11.3k

genre/rating/au: 18+ | fwb, coworkers, f2l au | smut, angst

warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, semi public sex, multiple smut scenes, multiple orgasms, oral (m. & f. receiving), masturbation, exhibition, lots of feelings. like a lot of feelings :(''

A Boy Like You | Yoongi- @cinnaminsvga ♾️¶

''→ summary: for whenever you are feeling low, always remember that there is a boy you know who would lift the sky for you.

{or alternatively: Min Yoongi loves you, though he never says it. He’s always been a firm believer in that actions speak louder than any words ever could.}

→ genre: coworker!au, f2l, fluff''

when the stars align- @itskimtaehyung ♾️Ω

''Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: FakeDating!AU with a hint of roommates (well actually more like apartment-mates but roommates is catchier), College!AU, fluff, angst

Word count: 10.5k

Content/Warnings: Mentions of heavy drinking, drug usage, strong language, but also cute things like adopting a dog together

Summary: With cuffing season approaching its end, you thought you had escaped the pressures of finding a boyfriend for the holidays. That is, until your friends set you up on a blind date that goes horribly wrong. This prompts you to enlist the help of your roommate, Yoongi, to fake a relationship so your friends will stop meddling in your love life. And it turns out Yoongi is a lot better at this romance thing than you originally thought…''

p.o.v | myg- @jtrbluv ♾️Ω

''summary: you were eight when you first met your soulmate. then you were eighteen when you realized that the boy who just got hired at the local record store next door, is also your soulmate. the issue at hand: you are the only one that knows.

pairing: yoongi x reader (fem)

genre: fluff, angst, soulmate!au, redstringoffate!au, college!au, high school!au

word count: 17.9k''

Yoongi is a Rock- @yoongsisbae ♾️Ω ¶

''rock!Yoongi x reader :D fluff a bit of angst a lot of silliness

Word Count 1.3k''

android!yoongi- @jungshookz♾️Ω☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: android!au becauSe for some reason android aus are popping up everywhere, the usual heaping serving of fluff and comedy, N S F W like reALLY nsfw i poPPED OFF this time i don’t know even know what happened,,, forgive me god for i have sinned, a n g s t, i definitely teared up a little writing this because i was listening to kim bum soo’s i miss you and it made me 100x more emo

→ trigger warnings: this does get a little intense! beware!! 

→ wordcount: 24k like that bruno mars song''

you’re so concerned about the ending that you don’t even know the plot- @joonsgalaxy ♾️☼

''° yoongi x reader x taehyung

° 1.9 k words ° fluff/humour

🌟 you bring your broken laptop to Tae—the IT specialist—who you have a crush on. you drag your bff Yoongi along with you, who—you’re certain—has a crush on Tae too. what a mess, right? well, the thing is, you never even considered the possibility of your assumptions being totally wrong.''

better place- @cupofteaguk ♾️

''summary: you might be in love with childhood best friend Min Yoongi, and he might be in love with you—and everyone seems to know it. except for the two of you.

pairing: yoongi x fem!reader

genre: hogwarts au, friends to lovers au | fluff

warnings: slow burn, alcohol consumption, truly lowkey an idiots to lovers au word count: 14k''

something to hold on to- @fantasybangtan ♾️Ω ¶

''❦ word count. 17.7k ❦ genre. parent fic, fluff, angst, a bit of boob action ❦ warnings. illness, mention of hospitalisation, mention of minor character death, yoongi is kind of a dick sometimes, accidental(?) flashing ❦ summary. it’s not that you don’t like your job. on the contrary, reading bedtime stories to a certified little princess is something you still can’t believe you get paid to do. it’s just that between all the school runs, snow days and secret second hot chocolates before bed, you may fallen a little too hard for those dimpled cheeks and gummy smiles…. worse still, you’ve fallen for her father too.''

the proposal- @dreamescapeswriting ♾️Ω☻

''WORD COUNT: 35K (No its not missing a decimal point)

PAIRING: CEO!Yoongi x Assistant!Reader

GENRE: Smut, enemies to lovers, CEO x Assistant, fake marriage, angst, movie inspired, slow burn''

basketballcaptain!yoongi- @jungshookz ♾️☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: basketball captain x water girl, cheesy cheesy stuff, the FLUFFIEST fluff, jungoo is an idiot, humour, nSFW = smut, cocky yoongi, spoiler alert yoongi does a body shot off of u it just be like that sometimes

→ wordcount: 18.4k this will definitely make the app crash as per usual don’t come for me''

Hug-o-gram- @cinnaminsvga ♾️☼ ¶

''→ summary: 

“This is probably the dumbest idea you’ve ever had,” Yoongi hisses, but it’s kind of hard for Seokjin to take him seriously when he’s wearing a cardboard sign around his neck that says ‘Huggie Wuggie Machine!’ in bubble font. 

“Like, even worse than when we DIY’d your car into a convertible by sawing the top off?” Seokjin asks, genuinely curious. 

“Worse,” Yoongi admits, trying his best to stay out of your line of sight. His cheeks redden, matching the gaudy pink kitten ears he was forced into wearing.

{or alternatively: Seokjin is a terrible wingman. He also runs a profitable business by sending hugs to people’s crushes for a fee. Mix them together and you have a recipe for Min Yoongi’s worst nightmare.}

→ genre: college!au, hugging booth!au,fluff, humor → warnings: yoongi is so smitten that he’s a walking disaster, so much shy!yoongi to the point where you’ll want to scream, seokjin just tryna get his homie some y/n love coochie bro ;o; → words: 13.3K''

I Wanna Hold Your Hand- @minisugakoobies ♾️

''Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, fluff, Roommates!AU

Rating: T

Warnings: pining, a lil’ smooching, Yoongi is very persuasive, reader is easily duped, it’s as fluffy as freshly fallen snow

Word Count: 1.4K

Disclaimers: None, other than obviously I don’t own BTS - they simply inspire me

Summary: It’s hand-holding season, according to your roommate.''

subtle- @joonary ♾️Ω

''↳ summary: just another memory added to the long list of drunk memories that you’ll forget but wish you’d remember, while yoongi will remember but wish he could forget. 

↳ genre: fluff; light angst; friends (?) to lovers (?); min yoongi x reader

↳ rating: pg-13

↳ warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, and yoongi’s soft spots being exposed to the light of day. yknow, just another joonary fic.

↳ word count: 3.5k''

Hobi's Girl- @jjungkookislife Ω☻

''↬ pairing: f. reader x Hoseok, f. reader x Yoongi

↬ genre: smut [18+], angst

↬ summary: Yoongi had a wonderful night with you… but you’re Hobi’s girl.

↬ wc: 4.8k''

The King Isn’t Dead- @another-army-spot ♾️Ω☻

''Pairing: Yoongi x oc (fem)

Rating:  M

Word: 19.7k~ (my finger slipped?)

Genre:  historical fic, smut, romance, fluff, angst, political upheaval shit

Summary:  After the invasion and the King’s miraculous survival, the nation aims to secure stability and his position of power through the prospect of marriage and continuing the Min line.  As a promise to your brother on the battlefield, the King promises to consider you as his potential wife - to love and to protect.  Or maybe it’ll be the other way around?''

the landlord- @ppersonna ☻

''↳ summary- your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave.  good thing your hot landlord, yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+

↳ word count- 4.3k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre- smut, light crack, PWP''

CYBERSEX- @gimmethatagustd ♾️☻☼

''The whole point of being a phone sex hotline operator is that you’ll never have to meet your clients. So what are you supposed to do when you find out your favorite client is your brother’s best friend? 

» pairing: yoongi x fem!reader 

» wc/date: 14.6k | July 2022

» genre: BTS | 18+ | brother’s best friend | smut | fluff | humor

» warnings: alcohol | blowjob | car sex | creampie | dirty talk | fingering | masturbation | pet names | phone sex | pussy slapping | sex work | unprotected vaginal sex''

Jung Hoseok

hot rod- @kinktae ♾️☻

''a 1950′s inspired fic where greaser Hoseok can’t keep his eyes, or hands, off the new waitress at his and his boys’ favorite diner.

pairing: greaser!hoseok x reader

word count: 10k

genre: 1950s au, smut, fluff''

Kim Namjoon

The Bodyguard- @rmnamjoons ♾️☻Ω

''➳ summary: You’re the daughter of the ambassador to a small, peaceful, barely-on-the-map country in Western Europe, working as a diplomat to help your mother with her endless meetings and politics. After a kidnapping attempt gone wrong, you and your protective bodyguard Namjoon are on the run across Europe, jumping from trains, stealing cars, and pretending to be a couple on your honeymoon to stay hidden. As the would-be kidnappers close in, Namjoon promises you that he’s going to keep you safe, no matter the cost.

➳ pairing: bodyguard!Namjoon x reader

➳ genre: bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating/fake marriage, road trip (kinda), very slight angst

➳ word count: 62.9k – this is a complete, VERY long oneshot''

Show Me How- @imaginationofacrazyfangirl ☻ ¶

''Summary:You swiped right on a nerd, instead you got a Greek God. Or tired of your virginity, you decide to throw caution to the wind and find a hook up on tinder.

— PAIRING: Namjoon x f!reader

— GENRE: smut. 18+ minors dni.''

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[frieschan]

bangtan with an idol gf // bts hcs

➳ member/s featured: kim namjoon, kim seokjin, min yoongi, jung hoseok, park jimin, kim taehyung, jeon jungkook x f! reader (separate)

➳ unrequested | headcanons // fluff/crack

➳ TW:

➳ summary: how would our bangtan boys be like with a girlfriend who is a fellow idol?

➳ AN: decided for a small break between workin' on querencia, if you have the time, pls check it out here! its a hybrid ot7 x m reader fic :) i hope more ppl would like it since its mainly my first time to create a full story.

➳ extra info: y/n's filler name will be yona as an abbreviation from 'your name' (yona), she is also around the age as vmin except older than the V

—KIM NAMJOON ; rap monster !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: yojoon

-ˋˏ ღ library dates are a must, or even a hole in the wall cafe/library

-ˋˏ ღ listening to him ramble about a new book he read because he's ur baby

-ˋˏ ღ having plant kids that the both of u post about

-ˋˏ ღ you usually have to drive for him or the two of you bike to your destination, a few fans catching the two of you

-ˋˏ ღ he loves writing lyrics or poems about or for you, actually some of his songs are about you

-ˋˏ ღ cleaning after him was part of your resume in becoming his girlfriend.

-ˋˏ ღ he's broken so much shit in your house it's not even funny

-ˋˏ ღ he's your clumsy little boy

-ˋˏ ღ he also has rizz. very good rizz

-ˋˏ ღ always knowing when you're nervous around him with that fat brain of his (smart boy also)

-ˋˏ ღ he always gets so strained as a leader of the biggest kpop group and then having to translate for his brothers, he ends up just collapsing to you and sleeping for a while to recharge his battery

-ˋˏ ღ sometimes you think about the time he brought his bike inside his producing room

-ˋˏ ღ "jagi that's not a good idea-"

-ˋˏ ღ "army needs to see my bike!"

-ˋˏ ღ sometimes he doesnt even understand his strength cuz one time when you were on his favorite spot on the couch, he picked you up so fast

-ˋˏ ღ HIS FACE WAS SO SHOCKED

-ˋˏ ღ "YAH! WHY'D YOU DO THAT?"

-ˋˏ ღ "Why are you so light? Are you sure you're eating enough?"

-ˋˏ ღ "DID YOU FORGET YOU GO TO THE GYM ALMOST EVERYDAY?"

-ˋˏ ღ you and bts work together on babysitting namjoon always

-ˋˏ ღ you also know about the fact he watches porn.. a lot

—KIM SEOKJIN ; jin !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: jinna

-ˋˏ ღ you two are such a handful oh my god

-ˋˏ ღ even though he's the oldest, he acts like a baby with you and whines about everything

-ˋˏ ღ but then he can also baby you

-ˋˏ ღ he loves feeding you food or cooking with you on camera

-ˋˏ ღ He has 'Eat Jin' while you have 'Cook Yona' which is honestly really cute omg

-ˋˏ ღ whatever you cooked on Cook Yona, Jin would mukbang it in Eat Jin, sometimes he even shared! (barely)

-ˋˏ ღ you honestly love trying to fatten him up cause he's a sucker for food

-ˋˏ ღ usually once you guys are full, it's either you start cleaning and he starts gaming or other way around

-ˋˏ ღ one of your cute habits is whenever his break cheeks show up, you pinch them a lot

-ˋˏ ღ also he scolds (raps) you like every other member

-ˋˏ ღ you were with that one cooking episode where jungkook and taehyung were cooking, you felt so bad for them but it was hilarious to watch

-ˋˏ ღ whenever he games, you always make little snacks for him because you know he gets really mad at the game but its even worse when hes on an empty stomach (you dont want his yelling to disturb your sugar gliders)

-ˋˏ ღ you like to have jungkook over sometimes so he can play with jin since you THOUGHT that would make him yell less (no the yelling doubled.)

-ˋˏ ღ you recorded the two of them playing together and caught jin smacking jungkook for snatching his food (IT WAS FOR THE BOTH OF THEM.)

-ˋˏ ღ just dance nights are very common for the two of you after that one in the soop episode

-ˋˏ ღ fishing dates are suddenly also a thing now because he said so

-ˋˏ ღ his dad jokes make you sob on the inside, but then again the boys think of you as their mom since you worry your head off like one

-ˋˏ ღ "JAGI, IS KOOKIE OKAY?!"

-ˋˏ ღ "that brat is fine, he does dumb stuff a lot"

—MIN YOONGI ; suga !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: yoona

-ˋˏ ღ to start this off, you bullied yoongi with the others.

-ˋˏ ღ BUT ITS REALLY FUNNY BECAUSE HIS REACTIONS ARE HYSTERICAL

-ˋˏ ღ YooNa moments are really hard to catch on camera, because yoongi has a preference on keeping a lot of your vulnerable moments private but when they do come up, THEY'RE ALWAYS LIKE A KDRAMA

-ˋˏ ღ there was this one scenario, both of your kpop groups were attending an event and were sat next to eachother (totally not on purpose uhuh)

-ˋˏ ღ the thing was, your company failed to think that your outfit wouldn't give you enough warmth, and the even was out in the open so you were freezing to death (BRUH)

-ˋˏ ღ and yoongles was kind enough to shrug off his coat and put it over your shoulders

-ˋˏ ღ he got rewarded with a kiss in private :)

-ˋˏ ღ whenever he has birthday lives, you're always there with him or well- you're in every live he has

-ˋˏ ღ he was wearing some goofy shades and a party hat while you were just watching

-ˋˏ ღ "you look like a clown, pabo (fool)"

-ˋˏ ღ "someone doesn't want cake"

-ˋˏ ღ you both glared at eachother after, even though you couldn't even see his eyes

-ˋˏ ღ the armies were just laughing their asses off in the chat

-ˋˏ ღ anyway, you honestly love his gummy little smile or the way he's an old man in a young body

-ˋˏ ღ your relationship reflects that statement, the both of you prefer being traditional most of the time

-ˋˏ ღ sure he loves watching movies for hours and taking a nap, but nothing would ever beat just watching the moon together

-ˋˏ ღ when he was nervous about releasing his first album, you were with him every step of the way! the production of music, drafting of ideas, the photoshoots

-ˋˏ ღ when you were gone for months on end because of a tour and press conference across the world, yoongi was absolutely depressed

-ˋˏ ღ he ended up releasing his frustration through music specifically, so far away that featured Suran

-ˋˏ ღ when you listened to it, your heart honestly shattered

-ˋˏ ღ that day, you promised yourself that you would always be with Yoongi, you will never be far from him for over 2 months, it was what made your relationship grow so much

-ˋˏ ღ you had seen every side of him, the raw energy of agustD, the creative and sweet Suga, then the truthful and reflecting Min Yoongi

-ˋˏ ღ and he had seen every part of you, Yona's love for her fans, and Y/N's truth

-ˋˏ ღ the both of you are absolutely in love, soulmates even

-ˋˏ ღ everyone is convinced that the two of you were made for eachother

-ˋˏ ღ OKAY BACK TO CRACK

-ˋˏ ღ the both of you love arguing with eachother as a joke and he just starts being a baby

-ˋˏ ღ you remember the one time you stole his last tangerine and he was so upset (not really but he wanted to be petty) that he THEN finished all the ice cream in your freezer

-ˋˏ ღ yes you ranted about this to your fans and yoongi heard, so he just walked up to you and started clinging onto you to annoy you

-ˋˏ ღ "YAH! Get off you man-child!"

-ˋˏ ღ "What if I say no"

-ˋˏ ღ "god!"

-ˋˏ ღ "Yes?"

-ˋˏ ღ you hated him being such a smart ass too but like it's okay i guess....

-ˋˏ ღ one time you slapped cat ears on his head and he was just flabbergasted while staring at you

-ˋˏ ღ (you snapped pics so fast and sent them to the guys)

-ˋˏ ღ ANYWAY you bullied him by constantly calling him cute and whatever (maybe even ahjussi)

-ˋˏ ღ ok but then he calls you a grandma too

-ˋˏ ღ sitting on his lap or on his sofa while he produces music is really calming for u

-ˋˏ ღ just baskin in eachothers presence <3

—JUNG HOSEOK ; j-hope !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: yo-hope

-ˋˏ ღ he's your sunshine and you're his moon omg

-ˋˏ ღ it was such a 'sunshine and the moon that protects it' trope and the fans loved it

-ˋˏ ღ hobi was always there to cheer you up after a really stressful day at work and you loved him so much for it

-ˋˏ ღ it was absolutely amazing to come home to him after a bad day since he knew what to do to cheer u up and make u happyyy

-ˋˏ ღ when some antis were hating him, you couldn't care less if you had gotten backlash, you defended him in every way you could

-ˋˏ ღ at this point, hobi was all you could ever care about since the two of you had supported one another since day one

-ˋˏ ღ when you two announced the two of you were together, the positivity that came out was overwhelming and the both of you were absolutely overjoyed with it

-ˋˏ ღ yo-hope was one of the favorite ships in the k-pop community because of the contrast between the two of you

-ˋˏ ღ you were actually the one that got hobi to start doing lives again!!! you always encouraged him and made sure he heard the things youd end your live on

-ˋˏ ღ "Okay guys, if Hobi ever goes on live, please show him as much support and love you can! for me!"

-ˋˏ ღ and on hobi's first live, you were there and made sure to check if some of your fans had actually showed support and sure enough, it was full of usernames that were referencing your kpop group

-ˋˏ ღ you and hobi are almost inseparable unless absolutely necessary because whenever you arent around, sweet boy feels so incomplete

-ˋˏ ღ there are like hundreds of compilations of Yo-Hope moments, a lot of the time you would just walk up to hobi and cling on him cause you need your charger

-ˋˏ ღ HIS JOY IS YOUR JOY

-ˋˏ ღ You love watching the boys kinda just grab hobi and hug him too, cuz he really is bangtan's sunshine

-ˋˏ ღ when the maknaes mess around with hobi, you swear hobi should be in the maknae line

-ˋˏ ღ whenever hobi is about to collapse laughing, you always catch him while laughing yourself (you cant deny it, there are 10 minute compilations of it)

-ˋˏ ღ you know when he has his moments when he's really stressed and down, overthinking about a lot, but you're always there to keep him up

-ˋˏ ღ you'll always be his moon, his partner, his soulmate :)

-ˋˏ ღ okay not going to lie, you and yoongi have beef over who gets jhope more (literally glaring at eachother from across the room)

-ˋˏ ღ it's okay though! the both of u decided to glare at anyone who messes with hobi

-ˋˏ ღ (i'm totally not buttering u guys up bcuz jimin's hcs r so funny)

-ˋˏ ღ Jack in the Box was a wild experience for you, Jay was a whole other entity when you watched him perform

-ˋˏ ღ hobi wanted to show armies that he wasn't all smiles and that he also struggled, YOU WERE ALL FOR IT!!!!

—PARK JIMIN ; jimin !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: yomin

-ˋˏ ღ jimin.. the punching bag of bangtan for the amount of funny and embarrassing stuns he has pulled

-ˋˏ ღ the both of you are such lover girl x lover boy though

-ˋˏ ღ jimin could care less about the cameras around, he wants his baby!! the editors can deal with cutting it out!!!!

-ˋˏ ღ he loves to just like.. snatch you away from everyone and like keep you on his lap

-ˋˏ ღ "jimin, can I get off-"

-ˋˏ ღ "No"

-ˋˏ ღ In terms of man child-ness, he and taehyung are verrryyy close

-ˋˏ ღ sometimes the three of you hangout, taehyung ends up being like the sibling you bring around while you and your s/o go out and buying the kid so much food

-ˋˏ ღ at this point, you don't know if taehyung comes for the food or for the companionship BUT ANYWAY back to jimin

-ˋˏ ღ you and jimin act like such a married couple (hes totally not planning to propose uhuh mhm yessir on god)

-ˋˏ ღ the two of you bicker and then end up having a whole kdrama scene and I think the other BTS members are really tired of it but who cares you two love eachother

-ˋˏ ღ the way you two guys met was the funniest part

-ˋˏ ღ you and him were hosting together, and while interviewing someone at a table and sitting down, jimin immediately fell down on live

-ˋˏ ღ you were fighting for your life to not laugh while the interviewee was just there flabbergasted

-ˋˏ ღ that's how you two became such a lover girl and lover boy couple

-ˋˏ ღ when his new album came out, he absolutely demanded you would make a cameo in the 'Like Crazy' mv and you ended up in it

-ˋˏ ღ so now you're in the theories for the music video but like it's okay cause they're entertaining

-ˋˏ ღ jimin probably reads fanfics of YoMin and he loves to be shameless about it when he's with you.. what a brat

-ˋˏ ღ speaking about brat, he has such an attitude sometimes oh my god

-ˋˏ ღ out of everyone, he also has such a strong satoori and it's funny and scary at the same time

-ˋˏ ღ HE SOUNDS SO CONDESCENDING- he loves using it when a guy tries harrassing you while the both of you are out

-ˋˏ ღ You know that one video with Taehyung and Jimin together, and Jimin starts threatening you in Satoori? Yeah imagine that 💀

-ˋˏ ღ he's so mean sometimes too I swear- he loves teasing and bullying you

-ˋˏ ღ In the name of your stans, you will beat Jimin up one day, just not today

-ˋˏ ღ when the both of you are live and you find yourself without your indoor slippers he's yelling at you like:

-ˋˏ ღ "WEAR YOUR SLIPPERS PROPERLY"

-ˋˏ ღ "URUSAI (SHUT UP IN JAPANESE FOR SOME REASON?)"

-ˋˏ ღ The armies and stans were just watching this happen like it was normal. They're all used to how you and Jimin are like when the two of you are together

-ˋˏ ღ They saw you smack jimin and then Jimin stared at the camera with his mouth agape

-ˋˏ ღ "ARMYYY SHE JUST HIT ME"

-ˋˏ ღ and then the messages were like "BEAT HIM UP Y/N" "GO OFF QUEEN" "MOREEEEEE 🤾🏻‍♀️🤾🏻‍♀️" "let her COOK"

-ˋˏ ღ and suddenly jimin was lying down on the floor while you scrolled on your phone

-ˋˏ ღ yeah you made him beg for forgiveness

—KIM TAEHYUNG ; V !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: taena

-ˋˏ ღ "tan-ahh don't keep Y/N all to yourself!!"

-ˋˏ ღ you were yeontan's momma ever since you and taehyung got together and it was obvious who was tannie's favorite

-ˋˏ ღ you loved to take pictures with yeontan and post it on social media, showing the world the adorable teacup pom with his popular momma! all with taehyung's permission of course

-ˋˏ ღ in one of taehyung's very much rare lives, the three of you were in bed with acoustic music playing in the back

-ˋˏ ღ though the live was very short, armies could fully see the love and admiration taehyung had for you

-ˋˏ ღ actually- he even decided to kiss you in front of the cam 😭

-ˋˏ ღ the next day, the clip was all over social media, taehyung personally thinking they're just overreacting about the whole ordeal like he's not one of the most powerful men in Korea 💀💀

-ˋˏ ღ but tae is your baby tbh (he's the goofy little dork in the relationship and you have to take care of him)

-ˋˏ ღ taehyung has this one cute habit where if he goes on live, he HAS to talk about your idol career or you in general at least.. like three times

-ˋˏ ღ everyone needs to know the beauty of Korea is his of course!!

-ˋˏ ღ you honestly love listening to his deep husky voice in their songs.. you love all of them but nothing beats taehyung's solo songs for you (they are in your everyday playlist)

-ˋˏ ღ the both of you love to wear matching outfits when you have to go out, and the fans go wild for it!

-ˋˏ ღ I swear to god you've seen a shirt with a picture of u and taehyung matching on it 😭

-ˋˏ ღ whenever your schedules let you, the three of you like to go out in the early morning to walk around the empty streets of seoul like a little family

-ˋˏ ღ this doesnt stop taehyung from wanting 3-5 kids in the future though

-ˋˏ ღ you and taehyung absolutely value time together since the both of you are constantly doing someone with their idol career, but at the end of the day

-ˋˏ ღ the both of you still lay in the same bed just admiring eachother

-ˋˏ ღ taehyung maybe locking yeontan out of the room if he was feeling a bit frisky that night

-ˋˏ ღ but anyway, this little dork loves showing you the random stuff he buys and it's honestly concerning and funny at the same time

-ˋˏ ღ and he's so freaking blunt about it omfg

-ˋˏ ღ "look at that chair with an ass on it" "tae, jagi, what the fu-"

-ˋˏ ღ AND THE HAS LIKE 10 RAMEN COOKERS IN HIS HOUSE HELP SAVE Y/N

-ˋˏ ღ even then, he still wants you to cook for him cause he's a lil baby that can't take care of himself omg

-ˋˏ ღ taehyung loves to abuse his tata mic face on you and it makes it so hard to say no to him, the situation goes like:

-ˋˏ ღ "Jagi, I want a bread maker"

-ˋˏ ღ "Tae, no, why in the name of Bang-PD would we need a bread maker??"

-ˋˏ ღ *tata mic face*

-ˋˏ ღ "oh my god- you are such a baby, fine ugh"

-ˋˏ ღ tae also has this one habit of like making up his own language or something, and the fact that you've spent years with him and as his soulmate, you are his translator alongside Suga

-ˋˏ ღ you find it absolutely endearing and adorable though

-ˋˏ ღ you know how taehyung is blunt yeah? he has said with a straight face before the following:

-ˋˏ ღ "If this idol thing doesn't work out for us, we should become a farm family and have an army of 5 kids and then an army of chickens to attack jimin-shi when he visits us"

-ˋˏ ღ lord have mercy on Y/N- WAIT 5 KIDS? 💀

—JEON JUNGKOOK ; jungkook !

-ˋˏ ღ shipname: yokook

-ˋˏ ღ the only thing he likes about the two of you being idols is that the both of you have a gigantic privilege

-ˋˏ ღ he absolutely hates the fact that the two of you lack privacy and the hate that comes from some 'army' (bruh)

-ˋˏ ღ other than that, he still is absolutely in love with you, full of adoration in his adorable doe eyes

-ˋˏ ღ you know how he's the ambassador of Calvin Klein? You're also an ambassador so CK decided a couple shoot with the both of you would be good coverage for them

-ˋˏ ღ another pro about the couple shoot is that you can make it clear to your fans that the both of you are very much devoted to each other

-ˋˏ ღ weekly training together is a must! an absolute must!!! or else kookie will get sulky and sad for the rest of the week and cry to bam or something

-ˋˏ ღ on one of his late night lives, you had walked into the room while he was talking to army, he had the galaxy doohickey on and a candle next to him

-ˋˏ ღ "hi tokki" you greeted him with a soft smile

-ˋˏ ღ "noona!" he immediately took his attention off the chat to walk to you and give you a kiss

-ˋˏ ღ the army were going crazy in chat with "YOKOOK!!" "MY SHIP SAILED" "Love to YoKook from ___!! <3"

-ˋˏ ღ after the small kiss the both of you sat on the couch and you greet the army with a wave and lazy grin

-ˋˏ ღ you and jungkook made some small talk while some music played on the tv, you could only assume that he was doing some karaoke before you got home

-ˋˏ ღ while the two of you talked, you caught a glimpse from chat that includes "Kookie looks so inlove with her🥺🥺", "He grew up so fast and now he has an amazing gf 😭", "His eyes tell so much!!!!"

-ˋˏ ღ the smile that appeared on your face couldn't be contained, the moment jungkook saw your smile, he turned to look at the source and he couldn't help but smile himself at all the comments

-ˋˏ ღ "Thank you for all the support, Army. I'll always hold Army, BTS, and Y/N close to my heart"

-ˋˏ ღ honestly you made him pull out the slight busan accent (its so hot bruh wtf the little sigh at the end) and you loved the way it sounded

-ˋˏ ღ You went to go do a quick errand in your shared bedroom so you left Kook alone in the living room to do whatever he was doing

-ˋˏ ღ what you came back to was absolutely adorable and hilarious.

-ˋˏ ღ you saw a kookie in slumber, a chat going wild the moment they saw you, and the candle still burning.

-ˋˏ ღ you laughed as you read some of the comments from chat and blew out the candle, you bid army farewell with a promise that you will take care of the golden maknae

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Drunken Night

Pairing- Jin x Named Reader

Word count- 2.3k

Includes- drunk sex (consensual), missionary, cock riding, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Part 2

Jin POV

We stand in the liquor section of the supermarket, trying to decide if we want regular vodka or one of the flavor ones

She already got her tequila

I want to try whiskey so I got a bottle of that

"Mango", she says

"What no!", I shake my head

"Yes. I like mango"

"But mango really? Why not lime?"

"Boring", she sings

"I just have good taste while yours is sub par"

"Fuck off Jin. I'm getting the mango one" she scowls

"Fine then I'm getting the regular one"

"Fine!", she rolls her eyes

Sometimes she drives me crazy

No scratch that, she's been driving me crazy since we met a few years ago through Namjoon

She laughed at one of my jokes and I immediately liked her

We got to be really good friends, hanging out anytime I had time

And after coming back from tour, I have a few days off and I called her

She was gonna go out to a club with her friends but she changed her plans because she knows I'm not great with crowds and people I don't know

I felt bad she changed her plans, so I told her we could get some drinks and watch a movie

She agreed and here we are arguing over vodka

We both grab the bottle we want and head to the cash register

The cashier rings up the bottles and I pull out my card, paying for it

"Kim, Seokjin, no!"

"Oh c'mon Jo", I snort, "It's just some alcohol. That I'm going to drink too. It's not a big deal"

She scowls, "Fine but don't do that again"

I roll my eyes, "Ok Jo"

She sticks her tongue out at me and I just laugh, "Very mature Jo"

"Yes I am. Now let's go"

I grab the bags before she can, with her giving me a glare

I smile sweetly at her and we leave the store, heading for her apartment

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"Ugh", I groan, making a face

"Ugh what?", she groans

"This tastes hhh...hhhh..horrible", I slur, leaning back on the couch

We both had a few shots of each liquor and we're drunk

We just broke out the mango vodka and I had a sip

Nasty

"You... you...don't...uh... like like like...mmm...mangoes?", she slurs

"Yesh I uh um do. But not with vvvv...vodka. Gross"

She starts laughing hysterically and I don't know why

"Not funny", I frown which just makes her laugh more

"Is this the same as how you like bbbbb...bananas but but but not things that taste like bbbb...bananas?", she babbles

She looks at me confused

What is she talking about?

She said so many words about bananas and I heard her say I don't like them?

She knows I do

"I llll...like ban...ban...bananas", I frown more

"Ok", she shrugs

"I don't llll... ah...like things that that that I'm um taste like bbb...bananas"

"I say that!", she yells, "Right? Right Jinnie? I said said tttt... that?"

Did she?

I don't remember

I shrug, I don't know

She huffs at me then takes my shot glass and down the rest of my vodka

"Hey! That. Is...uh.. mine!", I yell

She drank my vodka

Without asking

Not nice

"Yyy..you....you said you no...", she trails off, stuttering, "No like"

"But...but...but"

It's so hard to think of words

My brain thinks them but my mouth isn't saying them right

"But it still mine!", I whine

"More?" she asks and I nod

She holds my glass trying to pour more into it but she keeps missing

"Jinnie, help!", she whines

"Uh ok"

My hands are wobbling and my vision is shifting just as I try to pour the vodka

And I get it all over her hand that's holding the glass

Shit

"Jinnie! My hand!", she protests

"Ssss....sorry"

She just takes the bottle and drink from it

"Hey! That's.....yuck", I mutter

She hands the bottle to me and I drink from it too

"Ugh!", I say, tasting the nasty flavor and swallowing it

"You..you said you want more", she says confused

"No no no more. Gross", I declare

"Then gimmie", she says reaching for it

"No", I shake my head, leaning back and holding the bottle out of her reach

She's gonna smell like mango and it's gonna make me throw up

"No more this. You have have have mmmm...mango breath"

She looks at me shocked, "You too"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Gimmie", she shouts lunging for the bottle

But she misses and lands on top of me

"Ow", I complain, her elbow hitting me in the stomach

She glares at me like I did something wrong, her face so close to mine

"Then give me!"

"No!", I snap

We glare at each other for a few seconds before she moves closer

Her lips crash into mine in a kiss

How did this happen?

How am I kissing her right now?

I don't know but kissing her feels good

She pulls back looking at me confused as I feel

But I want it again

"More", I ask

She moves so fast, her mouth on mine, her arms around my neck, hands in my hair

I drop the bottle, hearing a crash as it hits the floor

I don't care

Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her to me tightly

I slide my tongue in her mouth and hers touches mine, feeling so good

Feeling her on top of me and kissing her makes me hard

Fucking hell I want her

I haven't had sex in awhile and I'm so horny

I pull away for a second, "Want you", I say, then go back to kissing her

"Want you too", she says, then kissing me again

She wants me too

Thank God because I need her right now

I sit up making her sit up too

Grabbing her shirt, I lift it over her head quickly

Reaching around her I try to undo her bra but I can't get it

Fuck it

Using both hands I pull, ripping the back of it, the fabric tearing in my hands

Grabbing the front of it, I tear it off her, then stare at her body

"Holy shit. Fuck", I breathe looking at her

My drunk brain registers that her body is fucking perfect

And so hot

I just want to touch her so I run my hands up her body, slowly

"Fuck Jin", she moans, grabbing my shirt, pulling it off

Her mouth drops staring at me

"Fuck Jin. Yyy..your body...uh.. fucking sexy. You're make me...so uh so... fucking horny"

"Good", I growl, pushing her back against the couch

Immediately hooking my fingers under the waistline of her pants and panties, I pull them down

I get off the couch and get everything off her

Then I take my pants and boxers off, getting back on the couch

Opening her legs, I suck in a breath

"Oh my my uh my fucking ggg...god", I moan staring at how wet she is

I just got harder

"Now Jin!", she yells, reaching out and touching my cock, "Want you now!"

Fuck yes

Leaning over her, I kiss her lips and bury my cock inside her

Oh god she feels fucking amaizng

"Fuck yes", she yells, holding onto my upper arms tightly

I start moving fast and hard listening to her moan and scream

"Jin oh my god Jin", she yells, "Fuck so good Jinnie. So fffff...fucking big and so fucking hhhhh.....hard"

Oh god she's turning me on so much

"You gggg...good. So tight. So wet", I groan

"Harder Jin. Fffff....fuck me harder", she demands

I nod, opening her legs more, slamming hard into her

"Yes Jin fuck!"

I feel her getting tighter on me, making everything feel so much better

"Jin, Jin, JIN!", she screams, squeezing my arms so tightly as she cums on me

"Holy shit!", I gasp

Oh my god it feels incredible

I fucking love it

I'm not going to be able to get enough of it

Bending her leg, I lean on it and holding her other leg open, I thrust harder into her, going in deeper

She screams loudly, her body shaking and moving up the couch

I want to hear her scream more, so I pound back into the same place

"Fucking hell Jin. There! Right there there there Jinnie!"

Hitting that spot again, I tease her, "There Jo? You want uh there?"

She nods her head rapidly

"What going to happen if I keep...keep....keep fucking you there?"

It's hard to think of words but I want to know the answer

"I'm gonna...fuck.... I'll cum on your...your ..uh...your cock", she shouts

"Promise?", I ask, getting excited

I want to feel her cum again

I fucking love it

"Yes!", she moans

"You sure? I'm going to mad if you don't ... don't...cum on me", I slur

Fuck it so hard to talk between being drunk and the massive pleasure I'm feeling

"I will. I pppp...promise. Jinnie!"

"Good uh girl", I answer, snapping my hips and burying myself in that spot in her over and over

It doesn't take long before she screams again, her pussy throbbing on my cock so fucking hard as she orgasms

"Seokjin! Oh my god, Seokjin!"

Fuck, I never loved hearing my name as much as I do right now

When she finishes she pushes me back

"What?", I ask confused

"Shh", she says kissing me and pushing me on my back, "Wanna ride uh ride you. Want too?"

There's nothing I want more than that

I nod quickly

She kisses me hard again, going on top of me

She sits up, getting me inside her and sliding down my shaft

"Fuck!", I moan as I watch her shake on top of me

From getting me in

Fucking amazing

She grabs onto the back of couch, leaning back and grabbing my thigh tightly, holding on

Fuck the pain feels so fucking good

She starts moving, bouncing hard and fast on my cock

Pleasure blasts my body as I watch her ride me so fucking well

My eyes are glued to her breasts which are bouncing hard from how hard she's fucking me

"Fuck Jin. You're fucking cock. Is uh fucking amazing. You feel so ..sss....so good. I love you cock inside mmmmm....me"

I whimper listening to her

Fucking hell, she loves me inside her

I love being in her

But the pleasure is so intense I can't speak

She get so tight on me making me gasp

"Sss...shit. Ddd don't let go", I moan

"No? Bbbbb..baby likes my pussy this ttttt.....tight on his cock? Feels good?", she teases

"Yes. Yes. Fffff...feels so good", I pant, breathing hard

"Does baby boy want mmmm...me to cum on his bbb..big hard cock?"

"Yes fuck please please please. Yes!"

She smirks, riding me harder, slamming herself down on me

"Fuck Jin", she moans, as I feel her get closer

"Want watch Jinnie?", she asks

Yes

Yes I do

I nod

She moves her hand from my leg, burying it in my hair and moving my head down from looking up at her

"Watch my pussy cum on your cock Jinnie", she orders

My eyes immediately move to her pussy fucking me

"Fuck", I whisper

My cock is fucking soaked with her cream as I watch her her slide up and down

Her legs start shaking and she screams my name coming

I watch her soak my cock with her cum, every time she slides up

"Fucking hell", I whisper

She lets go of my hair, grabbing onto my leg again as she keeps slamming down on me

I snap my hips up when she comes down, going in a lot deeper

"Fuck", we both yell at the same time

She's so tight, making every move we make feel out of this world

Sliding my hands on her hips, I hold on to her tightly

God the way she fucking moves is driving me crazy

It's like she's making sure I'm feeling so much pleasure

I fucking like that

"Good Jinnie?"

"The..bbb...best"

She smiles down at me, "Good. I want my Jinnie to ffff.....feel so gggggg....good too"

"I do Jo. You making sure I uh I.... I do", I moan

"Want my Jinnie to cum"

Fuck I want to cum too

"Yeah princess?"

She nods

"Wwwww....here do you want me to cum?"

"III....inside"

Oh god yes

I slam up into her, trying to make her cum first

"Oh fuck Jin!"

After a few more slams, she screams loudly, her body shaking on top of me as she cums

Her hand is digging into the couch while the one on my leg is gripping me hard

"Seokjin!"

She comes down again and I cum hard inside her, pleasure taking over

"Joanne, oh shit", I yell

"Jinnie, Jinnie, fuck Jinnie", she screams

And I stare in complete shock as she cums again, shaking and sweating so much

Holy shit!

Did she cum from me coming?

Is that possible?

No girl has ever orgasmed from me coming

Only her

That's fucking insane

I lay back on the couch, breathing hard as we finish

She's still on top of me, her head back against the couch back cushions

I watch her chest moving hard up and down as she breaths heavily

Reaching up for her, I move her on top of me, her head on my chest

"I can hear your heart Jinnie. It's beating so fast", she says softly

"You made it that way Jo", I laugh

She giggles too and it's so fucking cute

I play with her hair as we lay on her couch

After a few minutes I hear her breathing evenly

She fell asleep

On me

I can't get up now, I don't want to wake her up

I'll just stay for a little longer before I leave to go home

Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her to me, closing my eyes

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[sope-and-shine]

Maybe We’re A Movie | Part 3

-> Pairing: Jin x Reader

-> fluff // minor angst

-> Word Count: 8k

-> Summary: Living in the city far away from home, you tend to miss out on family news. So, when you return home for the holiday’s, all you plan to do is spend time with family and catch up on everything you’ve missed since your last visit. You expected the jabs at living so far away and the poking at your barren love life, but you don’t expect to actually find love. Meeting the town’s newest resident and baker, you find yourself falling for his charm and good looks. Everything about him is just so magical…but there’s something strange going on with him and his shop that you can’t quite place. Is it just your hesitation to let him be a Christmas fling? Or is it something more?

-> Warning(s): Taegi side pairing, yoonji and hobi side pairing, mild language, lots of familial rough housing, teasing, constant poking and prodding about relationship status, typical ‘when are you going to settle down’ trope, talk about yoongi’s shaky coming out and love life, very Hallmark-esque

a/n: For anyone wondering, the last post will be on Christmas day

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 4

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You thought when you mentioned spending the next few days helping out Jin at BE, that Yoonji or your Mom - even Yoongi - would make some sort of comment about it. They all just seemed…dismissive when you mentioned it. Like they all just lost their excitement out of nowhere. It’s not like it really bothered you. It was weird, but not something that would really hold you back. 

Both you and Jin have easily found a great system with each other. Just like your system the day you and Jeongguk came to help, you’ve found a way to divide your tasks and keep the store running smoothly. If he needs a present wrapped and you aren’t busy, then you’re on it. If he needs a present and some goodies, he handles the present and you take care of the goodies. It’s the perfect system, and it works even better with him communicating with you constantly. 

He makes sure to tell you what he needs done or if he needs a break. And if you have downtime and he can help you in the kitchen, then he will. The two of you just connect so easily, and it barely even feels like you’re working when you’re with him. It’s only been a few days, but you feel like you’ve known him for weeks.

The door to the kitchen opens and you look up, Jin standing in the doorway holding the door open, “How are the brownies coming?” He asks.

“Pretty good! What do you think?” You put down your piping bag and pick up a brownie, careful not to ruin the Christmas Tree design you’re copying on each one.

“It looks great!” He drops the door to come and take a closer look. He reaches out with his hand and you think he’s going to take it from you, but instead he holds the back of your hand. You try to ignore the gesture while he inspects your work, part of you hoping he’d hurry up and say something while the other hopes he takes his time. He nods in approval, “Are you sure you have to go back to work? I can’t just keep you for my own personal agenda?”

You shake your head, “Unfortunately, you’ll have to fight my crazy, 5’9 work wife if you want me to stay here.”

“Oh! I don’t do crazy. I get enough of that from Jimin and Namjoon.” He jokes. He lets go of your hand and turns so he can lean against the counter, “But you would stay if it wasn’t up to your work wife?”

“That’s not exactly what I said…” You hadn’t meant to make it sound like you were enjoying yourself, but you really were. You’ve been doing something you’ve dreamt about doing since you were little and it’s actually working fairly well. It’s hard to not want it to keep going, “I mean, I definitely enjoy baking for most of my day and decorating. Plus, I get to listen to music back here, and I get some pretty nice views.”

“I know I’m handsome, but you don’t have to say anything~” He teases, earning himself an eye roll from you.

You playfully tap his arm with the back of your hand, “I was referring to Jimin, but I’ll let you think that.”

“You barely even see Jimin during the day!” He gasps, suddenly offended. You laugh and he scoffs, That’s so cold!”

You shrug, “Life is like that.”

The bell above the door rings and catches both your and Jin’s attention. He sighs, “Well, duty calls.” 

He pushes himself off the counter and heads to the front while you get back to work decorating. It’s short lived when you hear who Jin greets, “Hello, Bora~ How are you today?”

You grab a towel to wipe your hands and use your shoulder to open the swinging door, seeing not only Bora, but a few members of your family as well. Bora stands right in front of her parents, bundled up in her winter coat. Yoongi and Taehyung are in front of the display looking at baked goods. Jeongguk is nowhere to be seen, but you’re sure he’s here somewhere.

“Well, if it isn’t my lovely sister~” Yoonji greets with a mischievous smile, Hoseok standing next to her with an arm over her shoulder. She looks between you and Jin, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

You decide to ignore her obvious meddling for the time being, “Yeah, I’m having fun.”

“Which ones did you do?” Yoongi asks from in front of the glass.

“Almost all of them!” Jin pipes up, a big smile on his face, “I helped with a couple here and there, but these are all her.”

Bora toddles over and takes a look herself. She tilts her head in confusion and points at something behind the glass, “What about that one? It’s face is messed up.”

Jin takes a look and doesn’t hesitate to shift blame, “Oh, that was definitely your Aunt (Y/n).”

You scoff, “Was not!” 

“Do you have any proof?” He asks, smirking thinking that he’s got you.

You cross your arms and give it right back to him, “Do you?”

He frowns and puts his hands up in defeat, “Touché.”

“Ah, so you really are enjoying yourself~” Yoonji notes. She’s smiling, and you can tell in her mind she thinks she’s won.

You don’t let it bother you, “I am enjoying my time away from the house. Yes. What are all of you doing out of the house?”

“Jeongguk and Bora wanted to come and see you.” Hoseok answers.

“Taehyung also wanted more of your cookies.” Yoongi adds.

“It’s true. Can I get a dozen?” Taehyung asks, looking up from the display. He looks back down and steps back so he can look further down at more options. He looks back up, “Maybe 2 dozen?”

You laugh, “Sure thing, Taehyung.” You reach down and grab one of the bigger boxes to fill his order.

Bora turns to Jin and grabs onto his apron, pulling at it, “Do you have any candy, Jinnie?” 

“Any candy?” He pats his chest pocket, his lower apron pocket, and his pants pockets. A sad look takes over his face and he holds up his empty hands, “Oh no, Bora. I don’t think I have any candy on me today…”

“Oh...” It’s easy to tell she’s disappointed, but she tries to let it go, “Okay.”

Jin tries to hide his smile as he turns to his cash register. He reaches his arm over the counter and pretends to feel around, slowly conjuring something better than candy to give to one of his best customers. He pulls his arm back out and shows off a small, pink bunny stuffie, “But I have this!”

“A bunny!” Bora cheers, clapping her hands together, “It’s small and cute!”

“Just like you, shortie.” He hands it to her and she pulls it right into her chest, “That is all yours.”

She brings it up to her cheek and rubs it against her face, “Thanks, Jinnie.”

Suddenly, Yoonji claps her hands together, “Oh, that reminds me! We aren’t just here for the kids.”

“You aren’t?” You ask, pausing mid-grab for a brownie to look up at your sister.

“No!” Hoseok adds, suddenly remembering what they came for as well. His smile isn’t quite as telling as Yoonji’s, but you can tell the two of them plotted something together, “We’re actually here because Mom wants to invite Jin over for dinner?”

Jin places a hand over his heart, feigning disbelief, “Me? Experience Mrs. Min’s cooking? Yes please.”

Yoonji nods, “Her only request was that you bring anything that doesn’t get eaten from your display.”

“Oh, I can make that happen. I’ll have my best worker box them up.” He turns to you with a big smile and you try to ignore the heat rising in your cheeks, “(Y/n), could you ask Jimin to get a box for later?”

Your face drops. You shouldn’t be surprised that he’d pull something like this, “Oh, ha. Ha. You’re so funny.” You say sarcastically, glaring at your family as they snicker at you. You go back to helping Taehyung, “I will get right on that.”

‘Ass.’ You think to yourself.

“Isn’t she great?” Jin asks, very proud of himself.

“She sure is~” Yoonji agrees. She claps her hands again and moves to fix Bora’s hat, “Well, we have plenty of things to get done, so we wont keep you. Taehyung, did you get what you wanted?”

He waves his hand behind him, not making an effort to look away from the display, “Hold on, I’m deciding between 2 somethings…”

“You might get one later,” You remind him.

“But I might not!”

“I wouldn’t mess with him and his desserts,” Yoongi warns. He places a gentle hand on Taehyung’s back, “He’s pretty serious about them.”

“We need to collect Jeongguk anyway.” Hoseok steps away from his wife to find him, “JK! We’re getting ready to go!”

It didn’t take long for Taehyung to finish his selection and Hoseok to find Jeongguk. They left and you immediately got back to work, only it left you worrying about what the night had in store for you.

Of course, you know your family is a group of meddlers. It was suspicious that they stopped bugging you about settling down, but you pushed it away. You knew you should’ve questioned it more.

Now, you’re left walking home with Jin by your side. He’s carrying 2 large confectionary boxes where you carry 1 medium box, both of you carefully walking over the mostly cleared pathway. It’s a bit smaller than normal, and it has you occasionally bumping into the business owner next to you, Though, a part of you is sure he bumped into you at least twice on purpose.

You make it to your home and take the lead, walking alongside the cleared part of your driveway, “Watch your step.” 

“So, is there anything I should know before we go inside?” Jin asks, following your lead and watching for ice.

You laugh, “Well, I should probably warn you that every night leading up to the New Year is family game night.” 

He shrugs, unaware of the danger he’s actually in, “I like games.”

It’s unfortunate that he really only sees the good parts of your family, “Yes, but tonight is MMA night.”

This seems to stop him in his tracks, several feet before your front door, “What?”

“Yeah…I definitely suggest eating as much as you can and then pretending to be so sick you have to go home,” You joke, “If not, then you better hope whoever fights you goes easy on you.”

He looks between you, your front door, and the path back to the road and sighs, “Well, it might be a bit rude to dine and dash, so I guess I’ll just hope for the best.”

You open the door and step inside, moving out of the way just enough so Jin can squeeze past you with his boxes, “We’re here!”

“Auntie (Y/n)!” Bora yells. You can hear the padding of her feet leaving the kitchen. 

Another set of footsteps come running from upstairs, Jeongguk sliding onto the hardwood floors from the staircase just after Bora, “Jin!”

Both kids swarm you, hugging your legs and bogging you down with questions. You see Taehyung come speed-walking from the kitchen and you think he’s going to come to your aid, but he immediately locks onto the two boxes in Jin’s hands, “I’ll take those.”

“Uh- Taehyung?” You call after him. He doesn’t stop, he only pauses to bump Yoongi with his hip when they pass each other on his way to the kitchen. You make eye contact with your brother and gesture downwards. He seems to get the message.

Seems to.

“I’ll take this one.” He says, completely ignoring his niece attached to your leg and grabbing the single box in your hands. He turns to leave for the kitchen, but not before calling over his shoulder, “(Y/n)‘ll show you where the extra slippers are.”

“I got it!” Bora yells. She rushes over to the shoe rack your Mom keeps at the front door and digs through it, dropping a shoe here and there just to pull out - not only - a pair for Jin, but for you as well. She places each pair right in front of the both of you as you work towards kicking off your shoes, “Here!”

“Oh, thank you, Bora! You’re such a big helper.” Jin says, stepping into the slippers she got for him and moving his shoes to the shoe rack.

Your Dad comes rushing out of the kitchen, “Dinner is gonna be done in 10 minutes!” He makes a turn at the stairs and rushes up, probably going to grab something for game night before he forgets.

Jin chuckles, “I guess we made it just in time.”

“Yeah, but we already started some of the games, so you 2 are at a tactical disadvantage.” Jeongguk says, very nonchalant.

“You started without us?” You ask, making sure you heard him correctly.

“Yeah, but you’ll get them back!” You’re about to say something, but your Dad calls for Jeongguk from upstairs. He takes off as soon as he hears him call, “Coming!”

You decide to let it go and return your focus to Jin, but it would seem Bora’s already beat you to it. She’s taken one of his hands into her tiny one, and she’s pulling him towards the living room, “Jinnie! Come look at our tree!”

“To the tree I go.” He announces, giving you an amused grin and following after the queen herself. You follow, watching as Bora shows Jin every ornament on the tree. It’s cute the way he pretends to be excited after every one, even asking her questions about what she likes about them or doesn’t like. He entertains her right up until dinner is called.

Everyone shuffles into the kitchen and around the dinner table, and you grab a serving dish on your way to help out. You reach over Jeongguk - who’s already seated - and place it in the center of everyone before you move around to claim your own seat

You go to sit next to Bora, but she throws her little arms in front of it before you can pull it out. You want to ask her what she’s doing, but she looks right at Jin with a beaming smile, “You can sit by me, Jin! Auntie (Y/n) can sit next to you!”

He gasps - a bit over-dramatically, “That sounds like a great suggestion!” He comes around to take his seat and you move into the seat next to him, pushing yourself in. 

Your Mom brings over the last dish from the counter and sets it right in front of your Dad. She smiles when it’s in its place, and you notice your Dad watching her with a proud smile of his own, “It looks delicious, honey. Thank you~”

She sits down next to him and sighs, “You’re very welcome~” She leans in and your Dad gives her a quick peck, Bora squealing at the scene and making them laugh.

“It’s okay, Bora~” Hoseok coos, smoothing his daughter's hair in the back, “Grandma and Grandpa can do that because they’re married, but you can’t do that with anyone or else you’ll get cooties. You don’t want cooties, right?”

She shakes her head, “Cooties are gross!”

“That’s right.”

“Good luck with that, Hoseok. I told my girls that, and one of them ended up with her brother’s best friend!” Your Dad jokes, reaching out to start filling his plate.

“Yeah, but that’s different.” He says. He turns to Bora, “It’s very different, Bora.”

“What’s the difference?” She asks, big brown eyes staring back up at her father.

Hoseok blinks a couple times, very unsure of how to answer and you laugh, “Yeah, what’s the difference?”

“You know what? The difference is so big that Daddy can’t explain it all right now. All you need to know is that boys are icky and you don’t need them!” He explains. He meets eyes with Taehyung and thinks for a minute before adding, “Girls are icky too.”

“How about instead of cooties, we focus on the yummy dinner grandma made?!” Yoonji interrupts, reaching around Hoseok for Bora’s plate to fill it.

“Yeah!”

Everyone fills their plates, getting whatever they want as they make small talk. Of course, they ask about your day with Jin. You try to remain neutral about it, but Jin feeds right into their hands. It’s not like he doesn’t know what they’re doing. He’s absolutely adding fuel to their fire because he knows it bugs you. You just try to eat your food in peace and answer when you need to.

“So, (Y/n) tells me that tonight is MMA night?” He brings up towards the end of dinner, “I just have to ask that you don’t go for the face.”

Your Mom shakes her head, covering her mouth until she’s swallowed her food, “Well, we thought about it and we figured that MMA night might be a bit much for your first dinner with us.”

“Now we’re playing Twister!” Jeongguk cheers.

However, the announcement takes you by surprise, “Twister? I thought Twister was rightfully banned after Yoongi broke his arm?”

“Yes, but that was years ago!” Yoonji adds in, waving her hand like it’s nothing, “It’s never too late to try something again.”

They all seem so nonchalant about a game that was literally almost thrown away because of how competitive your family gets. You try not to think about it too much, but it’s hard when you know they’re up to something. The only thing you can do now is hope that whatever it is they do doesn’t completely embarrass you or put you in the hospital.

Everyone helps to clean up after dinner, those that don’t fit in the kitchen helping to set up the living room for the rest of game night. You help Taehyung transfer the goodies you brought home to a serving tray, having to tap his hand every now and then when he tries to shove another in his mouth.

“We need some for the games, Taehyung!” You scold, trying to hold in your laughter after he shoves an entire brownie into his mouth.

His cheeks are puffed out like a chipmunk, and he sounds completely muffled when he answers you, “ ‘m jus’ e’t’ng.”

Thankfully, you have plenty of treats for game night, and there’s plenty of room or everyone even with an added player. You set them on the coffee table that was moved closer to the Christmas tree, checking how close it is to the Twister board before deciding it’s in anokay place.

“Alright, so since we have an even number, we’ll just keep mostly the same teams. Jeongguk and Bora can be on a team-” Yoonji turns away from the kiddos to you and Jin, “-and (Y/n) and Jin can be on a team!”

You roll your eyes, ‘So this is what they were planning…’ You think to yourself.

Jeongguk shrugs, “Sounds good to me!”

“Me too.” Jin nods.

All eyes turn to you, and you just smile and nod, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

Everyone splits into their pairs and the games starts, going easy with Jeongguk and Bora first. Of course, Bora’s balance isn’t the best and she ends up falling. Thankfully, Jeongguk being the best uncle pretends to lose his balance too and falls down beside her. Your parents aren’t quite as spritely as they used to be. They both get a bit farther than Bora and Jeongguk, but your Dad ends up getting a cramp in his leg and needing to take a minute.

Taehyung and Yoongi are where it starts getting interesting. You thought that Taehyung of all people would be the best sport at the game, but as soon as the game starts he’s trash talking Yoongi like there’s no tomorrow.

“Oh, you’re going for that one? That’s a bit too easy for my taste.” He comments when Yoongi chooses a new green dot.

“Tired, Yoongi?” He teases when Yoongi is struggling to keep himself up. He laughs, “Not me. I’m not tired at all.”

But despite his big talk, he ends up slipping anyway.

Yoongi shakes his head, smiling at his lover’s loss, “Taehyung, you’re not supposed to choose all of the dots.”

Yoonji and Hoseok are somehow even worse. Even when you were still allowed to play the game when you were younger, the two of them were terribly competitive. They were the reason Yoongi broke his arm in the first place. Shoving each other, blowing air in the other’s face, licking an elbow or a hand as a last ditch effort to win. The only difference is now they have an impressionable young child.

“Bora! Did you see what your Mommy just did?!” Hoseok shouts after Yoonji tried to elbow his knee out of place, “She’s cheating! Don’t do that.”

“Don’t listen to him, Bora!” Yoonji retaliates, “All is fair in love and war!”

It gets to point that Yoongi himself has to bend down and talk to her one-on-one, “Your Mommy and Daddy are crazy, Bora. Don’t be like either of them.”

They both end up knocking each other over, Hoseok winning by default because Yoonji hit the ground first.

Then it’s you and Jin.

“Ready to be humiliated?” Jin asks you when you get up to the mat.

“That’s funny, I was gonna ask you the same thing.” You retort.

“Right foot blue!” Jeongguk calls out.

Jin does as he’s told and laughs, “We’ll just let the game do the talking.”

And the game really does do the talking. It had started off easy enough, the both of you getting colors that didn’t really intersect each other. And then slowly, one by one your arms started to cross, and then your legs, and soon enough you found yourself in a similar position to Yoonji and Hoseok. It’s awkward enough being pretzeled face-to-face with someone who is technically your boss, but it’s even worse when it’s in front of your family and you aren’t even dating.

“Can you just slip already?” Jin complains after having to move his leg over yours just so he can change colors.

“I don’t know if you remember, but we’re both in the very last spots for the night and the loser does dishes. I am not giving in so easily.” You respond, unwilling to let yourself lose.

“Yeah, yeah. Fine.” He huffs. He waits for you to move your arm to it’s new color, when he feels an itch in his nose, “Would now be a bad time to mention that I have to sneeze.”

You turn your head and glare at him, “Don’t you dare.” 

He shakes his head, “I really have to.”

“Then forfeit, but don’t sneeze on me.”

“I’m not forfeiting!”

“Jin, if you sneeze on me-!”

“I’m gonna sneeze!”

“Don’t-”

“I’m-Achoo!” He sneezes, unable to resist the urge. He tries to cover it with his arm, but he ends up knocking into you. As soon as you slip, the leg - that was helping to balance him - disappearing sends him tumbling down on top of you. 

“Oh-!” You grunt when his weight falls on top of you, his forehead knocking into your ear.

“Ah~” He pushes himself up just enough to rub his forehead, feeling a slight pain from where he knocked it against you. He looks at you and moves the hair out of your face, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah…I’m good.” You assure him, “You?”

“Nothing broken.” He gets up on his knees, grabbing onto your hands and pulling you up as well. He checks you over one more time just to make sure you’re alright, chuckling to himself, “I guess now I’m falling for you too.”

His face is so close to yours when he says it, and you’re just looking into his eyes. He’s not even looking at you, he’s looking over you to make sure he didn’t hurt you, and you’re just sitting there like an idiot overthinking a pick-up line he’d reused from when you first met. All the while, you’re both still sitting in your family room surrounded by the members of your family.

“Well-” You clear your throat and smooth your hair down yourself, effectively removing his hands from you. You shuffle out from under him and turn to your Mom - the keeper of the games, “-What’s next, Mom?”

Neither of you end up winning at the end of the night, and in the end the both of you are left cleaning up the dishes from dinner. It isn’t that many, but the sting of losing is still there. At least you have plenty of practice from working at the bakery.

“Here-” You hand Jin another plate and he takes it from you, using his drying rag to finish it off. He’s humming to the Christmas song your parents have playing in the living room, “I hope this experience hasn’t ruined my family for you.”

“I actually had a great time tonight,” He answers, “Do you think your family would trade you for me?”

“Oh, in a heartbeat!” You assure him. You both laugh.

In the corner of your eye, you notice Taehyung and Yoongi in the living room. They’re dancing just behind the couch, hands intertwined and foreheads resting together. You can hear what sounds like Taehyung quietly singing, and your heart melts for your brother. He’s not the kind of person to show this side of himself with others, and with Taehyung he does it so easily. You’re just so happy that he’s found someone he can be himself with.

Just behind them, you can see Hoseok gently swaying back and forth. He holds Bora tightly in his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder. From what you can see, it looks like she’s already asleep, but knowing Hoseok he just wants to enjoy a few more minutes with her before he takes her upstairs. Between him and Yoonji, he’s definitely way more sentimental than she is. If he could figure out how to keep Bora as a little girl forever, then he’d sign her up yesterday.

“You’re not getting distracted on me, are you?” Jin asks, breaking you out of your trance.

You turn back to the sink, finding that all the dishes are gone anyway. You huff, “We’re all done. I’m just taking a break.”

“You didn’t even drain the water.” He laughs.

You shrug, eyes wandering back to the living room, “I guess I’m a little distracted…” Jin takes notice of the way you look at your brother and Taehyung, a faint yearning in your eyes. Even if you denied it for the rest of your life, you can’t hide what you secretly want more than anything. And if you wouldn’t tell him outright, then he’d take care of it himself.

He sets his towel down and grabs your right hand with his left, turning you to face him and placing his other hand on your waist. You look shocked when he pulls you into him, but he just goes with it. He interlocks your fingers together and smiles, “So, are you going to let me lead, or are you doing it?”

You can’t help the small smile that forms on your lips as well. You’re not sure how he knew, but you push it away and shake your head, “Lead the way.”

Gently, you both sway back and forth, starting out slow and in time with the music. Once you get a rhythm, that’s when Jin’s swaying becomes a bit more erratic and playful, making you giggle with every pull in a different direction.

“Why are you laughing? We’re dancing!” He asks, turning the both of you 3 times the speed of the music. He does a 180 and spins the both of you the other way, “I don’t get what’s funny.” This continues on, even long after Hoseok has taken Bora to bed and Jeongguk has been sent upstairs to take a shower. 

“Having fun?” Your Father asks after a while.

Jin turns the both of you fast again, a huge smile on his face while you try to repress your laughter, “Oh! We’re having a great time!”

“I’m glad, I’m glad.” He nods, “Unfortunately it is getting late, so I’m afraid you’ll have to dance it over to the door.”

You’re glad Jin is facing your Father, because you’re absolutely certain your face shows the disappointment you feel. The night has been going so well, and you’re not ready for it to end yet. Thankfully, neither is Jin, and he takes your Father’s suggestion seriously.

“Whatever you say, Mr. Min.” He nods. He turns your joined hands towards the front door and starts to lead you in that direction. He does a circle around Taehyung and Yoongi - who are also still dancing together - greeting them with ‘gentlemen’ and saying goodbye as well. He spins you in circles to the door, and just when you think he’s done, he surprises you again with a dip for a grand finale. When he brings you back up and steps back, still holding one hand, “I trust you enjoyed your dance for the night?”

“It was surprisingly wonderful.” You laugh.

“Good,” He rubs his thumb over the back of your hand before finally letting it go, “I guess I will get out of your hair now, then.”

“We can give you a ride if you’d like,” Your Mom offers, “It’s pretty late.”

“Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Min, but I don’t mind walking,” He assures her. He takes a peek out the window and smiles, “Tonight’s pretty nice out, don’t you think? I don’t mind the fresh air.”

“Alright, well, let me grab some food for you to take home with you.” She pats his shoulders and he thanks her, your Mom rushing back to the kitchen to get something for him.

“You now-“ Jin starts, slipping off his slippers to change into his shoes, “-I haven’t been to an actual family event in a couple years, so this was really nice.” He struggles with the back of his left shoe before finally slipping it on. He stands up and looks back to where some of your family are still - pretending to - doing their own thing, and turning back to you, “I honestly had a great time.”

“Good. I’m glad.” You nod. You’re unsure how you should end a conversation that you don’t want to end in the first place. Tonight’s been so great, and you just want to hold onto it a bit longer, “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“The store won’t open without me.” He jokes, shoving his hands into his pockets

You try to fight back the embarrassment, “Right.”

“Here you are, Seokjin~” Your Mom comes back with a bag full of food.

“Thank you!” He takes it from her with both hands, bowing his head in appreciation, “And thank you for inviting me.”

“It’s not a problem!” She assures him, “Please, come back anytime.”

“I will keep your offer in mind.” He steps towards the door and you open it for him. You’re rigid, and you don’t mean to be. You hope he doesn’t notice. And if he does notice, then you hope he doesn’t say anything. And to his credit, he doesn’t. He just offers you a smile and turns back one last time to bid goodnight to your family, “Goodnight, everyone!”

They all chorus their own goodbyes to him, you adding your own just as he steps through the door and into the cold, “Goodnight, Jin.” 

You close the door after him, feeling light. Like that cliche of floating on air, except it feels more like it’s filling you up.

Yoonji puts her book down - the one you know she definitely wasn’t reading, “So, no opinion, huh?”

If you weren’t high on serotonin, you’d probably bite back at her. But even your family’s commentary can’t diminish your good mood. 

You bring your hand up to your ear, “Do you hear that? I think it’s my bed calling my name, I think I’m just-” You slowly inch towards the stairs, sprinting up as soon as you’re close enough, “Goodnight!”

You race all the way to your room, closing your door behind you. You can finally breathe again. Not that you couldn’t breathe before, but before it felt like one wrong move would burst the perfect little bubble you’d somehow been trapped in.

You hear a yell from outside. Not one of pain, but out of excitement. Your curiosity gets the best of you, and you take a look outside of your window. You’re surprised to see Jin just out of your driveway, jumping up and down. You watch him skip into the street, spinning and jumping and dancing on his own. You have to stifle a laugh when he trips over his feet and almost drops the food your Mom sent him out with. He pulls the bag up to his chest in a panic, looking back towards your house. He doesn’t see you from your room, and you watch him continue his walk home with a little bounce in his step.

Who knew first impressions could be so wrong? The arrogant, very self-confident baker is actually a sweet, funny, care-free guy. He’s serious, but he barely takes himself seriously. He’s caring, ensuring everyone around him is safe and happy. He thinks of others, and tries to put smiles on their faces. Your whole family loves him.

And you’re starting to think that maybe you love him too.

——

“I’m going to grab more ribbon.” You announce, walking behind Jin to get in front of the counter.

“Okay! Get a couple rolls.” He responds, checking out a customer that thankfully doesn’t need anything wrapped.

You thought after last night that things might be a bit more awkward, but you’re actually glad to be wrong for once. All morning, you’ve found yourself working closer to Jin, sharing accidental touches and working off of each other. It helps that the store has been fairly busy to not only keep you busy, but also keep your conversation new and fresh. Who knew you’d actually enjoy working on your time off at Christmas, but-

He just makes it better.

It’s unfortunate that there’s only a few more days until Christmas. You are really going to miss working in his shop. 

Working with Jimin. 

Working with him.

If only you could bottle up a moment and keep it locked away forever.

You make it upstairs to the supply closet by the bathroom and pull it open, searching the several labeled bins to find the ribbon you need. You don’t notice the creaking of the door behind you, nor do you see it swing open. At least, not until you turn around and see it for yourself.

“Oh! Did someone go upstairs?” You wonder aloud. You look around the second floor, but you don’t see Jimin or Jin anywhere. There are only a few customers looking through candles and scanning through books.

You peek around the corner of the door and look upstairs, noticing a lone toy knocked over on the middle step. You can hear something upstairs, and you assume Jimin must be working up there.

“Hey, Jimin-?” You call up. You don’t get a response, so you assume he doesn’t hear you. You enter the stairwell and pull the door closed behind you to keep any customers from wandering up. You make your ascent and call again, “Jimin!”

You stop on the step just before the toy and pick it up, checking it over for any damage. It looks fine, so you look back up to call to Jimin again, “Jimin, are yo-“

You stop mid-sentence, just now seeing what lies ahead of you. You’ve never seen anything like it.

A long work desk is set up only a few feet from the top, packaged toys piled on top of it and on carts next to it. Rolls of wrapping paper are spread out at the other end with bows and ribbon hanging just above it for what you assume is easy access. Just beyond that is an expanse of room that you don’t think is even possible for the square footage of the building, the ceiling much taller than you could have imagined.

Along the walls are machines that you’ve never seen before, each one similar to that of a conveyor with colorful lights blinking over top of them. Baskets full of toys sit at the end of each conveyor, and you’re unsure where the materials for everything is even coming from.

Above your head a miniature train whistles, running along the walls at full speed. You’re not sure if it’s for decoration or if it even has a purpose, but you’re entranced by the intricate cars it carries behind it. One a regular coal car and another a miniature, functioning Ferris wheel. You didn’t know they even made toy trains like that anymore.

It disappears into a tunnel, and you take notice of what looks to be an office at the other nod of the room. The lights are off inside, but colorful string lights decorate the large windows. It’s beautiful, and it blows your mind that this has been up here this whole time.

You turn and look at the wall behind you, taking note of the collage of photos hung with candy striped tape. Upon closer inspection, you see it’s photos of Jin, Jimin, and Namjoon. Some of them in the store, around town, and even a few with packed bags. But there are quite a few in a place you don’t recognize, with a man and a woman dressed in red, green, and golds.

You look at one photo in particular, one of a younger Jin with the man, and they’re both dressed in matching red suits. The older man looks joyful, but Jin just looks polished.

“What are you doing in here?!” You jump, turning to see Jin at the top of the steps with a half wrapped present in his hand. His eyes are narrowed and his brows are pulled in tight, “You were supposed to be getting ribbon. Not sneaking up here to snoop around.”

“The door was left open and I saw that a new toy-“ You hold up the undamaged toy in your hand, “-fell down the stairs. I was coming to bring it back up here, but-” You trail off, eyes wandering around the magnificent room again. There’s just no way this place is even real, “What is this?”

He shakes his head and stomps his way over, “Nothing for you to worry about.” He takes the toy out of your hands, practically ripping from you and making you drop the ribbon you’d grabbed. Jin takes notice and pinches the bridge of his nose, “I already told you that this room was for employees only.”

You scoff, “And I work here as a temporary employee, so I technically have the right to be in here as well!”

You bend down to grab what you dropped, but he beats you to it and pulls you back up by your arm, “Well, I’m saying you don’t. Now out!”

You pull your arm out of his grasp and step back, “Aren’t you at least going to explain what all of this is?!” You ask, taken aback by his sudden behavior.

He just shakes his head, refusing to answer your question, “I never should have let you help. I knew this would be one giant mistake!”

He’s talking to himself, but it doesn’t make his comment hurt any less, “Then fire me! Go ahead! But tell me what this is.” 

“No. You need to leave. Now.” He demands. He shifts the products in his arms to one side and reaches out to grab you again.

“Jin-!“ You protest.

Instead of grabbing you by the arm, he places a hand on your back and pushes you towards the stairs, “I said now!”

You take his light push as a sign that he’s not messing around. You head for the stairs, but you still want answers, “I didn’t mean to step on your toes, I was just trying to help!”

“Well, you’ve helped enough.” 

“Can we just take a minute to talk this over?” You come to a stop at the bottom of the steps, seeing Jimin in the doorway looking a bit nervous.

“No, because there’s nothing to say.” He answers. He ushers you out of the stairwell completely and slams the door behind the two of you, “There’s nothing you need to know and there’s nothing to see behind this door.”

“Don’t do that to me.” You state, “Don’t try to pretend that I didn’t just see what was up there!”

“You didn’t. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He lies with a fake smile, attempting to move the conversation along. He holds out his open hand, “Apron.”

You look at him in disbelief, “Jin-“

“Apron.” He demands once again, not even allowing you to talk to him. He’s acting ridiculous and completely out of line. If he’s mad about you going upstairs, then he should have specified that you were not an employee enough to stay out. Even though you were just trying to help.

But if he wants to blame it all on you, then fine. It’d all be your fault.

“You’re being ridiculous, I hope you know.” You relent, untying the back of your apron and pulling it over your head, “You could just tell me the truth, but instead you’re kicking me out.”

“I’ve already told you the truth.” He insists, knowing damn well it’s a lie.

“No, you’re just being vague and deceptive!” You argue. You honestly can’t believe he’s acting like this. Where’s the nice, sweet, and caring Jin that you’ve been talking to? You didn’t even know he could act like such an asshole. “You know I thought you were conceited and arrogant when we first met, but I thought I was wrong. I guess I’m not.”

Your comment hurts, but he doesn’t let it show. He just shrugs, “I’m sorry you feel that way.” He accepts your apron from you and gestures to the lower stairway, “Please, leave my store before I call the authorities.”

“Ridiculous.” You shake your head. You’re not even sure how you got here. 20 minutes ago everything was fine and now, all of a sudden he’s kicking you out? “Just when I thought we were really becoming friends you’re going to push me away. I thought you were different, I can’t believe I-“ You cut yourself off. You can’t just admit your feelings now, not when he’s acting like the biggest asshole you’ve ever met. He doesn’t deserve to know.

He continues to keep his composure, “Just go back to your family and don’t come back.”

You shake your head, “Don’t you worry about me, Kim Seokjin. I will never come back to your store, because I never want to see you ever again!” 

You turn right around, brushing past Jimin to the stairwell. You go downstairs as fast as you can without tripping, barely remembering to grab your coat before you leave. You don’t even have it wrapped around you when you disappear into the cold, winter air. You feel the stares of those that pass by you as you struggle to pull your coat on, struggling with the arms and trying not to slip. Though it doesn’t help, because you do fall on a patch of ice. You land right on your arm, but you don’t even flinch. You get right up and brush off anyone that tries to offer you any help.

“Hey, you’re home early.” Hoseok notes from the living room, sitting in a children’s chair dressed in beads and a tiara.

Taehyung - who also sits in a children’s chair - takes note of your arm as soon as your coat comes off, “Are you okay?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” You grumble, kicking off your shoes and abandoning your slippers to just escape to your room.

“(Y/n)-“ Yoongi steps in front of you, grabbing you by the shoulders so he can look at your arm. He grabs it, pulling on it and noting that it’s still moving correctly. Thankfully it’s just bruised, but it still doesn’t look pretty. He looks you in the eyes, “Did something happen with Jin?”

Yoonji comes around the corner at the mention of jin with a snide smirk on her face, “Trouble in paradise?”

Any other day, it wouldn’t have bothered you. But today is not the day to be making jokes, not after the fiasco that you just went through. 

“I love you, Yoonji, but knock it off!” You yell, taking her - and everyone else - by surprise, “I’ve put up with your meddling the whole time I’ve been home and I’m done with it! Just drop it! My love life isn’t your - or anyone else’s - business!”

You pull away from Yoongi and he tries to follow, only stopping when you turn and try to push him away, “I fell on the sidewalk, Yoongi. I’m fine. The embarrassment of everyone seeing me do so was enough.”

With that, you make your way upstairs, slamming your bedroom door behind you. You ignore any request for someone to come in, yelling at everyone to go away from the safety of your bed. You just lay on your bed with your face down, ignoring the ache in your arm from your fall. Tears that you didn’t even know you had roll down your cheeks and soak the sheet below you, seeming to only make you cry harder from the realization of everything that happened in such a short amount of time. Who knew that the domino effect could be this lengthy.

An hour goes by before the next knock on your door, but you’re still not in any mood to talk, “I don’t want to see anyone right now.”

You can hear the door open, and you fight the urge to turn around and throw a pillow at whoever it was that decided to enter.

“Well, you can’t see me with your head in your mattress, now can you?” Yoongi asks. You hear the sound of ice rustling before it’s placed on your arm, making you hiss in pain, “You should’ve iced it as soon as you got home instead of causing a fuss.”

You groan, “That’s not the point.”

“You’ve been up here for an hour.” He points out, as if you didn’t already know. He takes a seat on the bed next to you.

You look up for the first time in an hour, resting the side of your head on your mattress, “There’s no time limit to your feelings. You of all people should know that.”

“I do know. That’s why I came up here to make sure you’re okay.” He explains. You look away from him, finding something on your desk to move your attention to. But Yoongi doesn’t mind, he’s been in your position too many times to count. Though, he hasn’t seen you like this since you were in middle school. 

He’s never been good at comforting other people - or at least he doesn’t seem to think so. He just does what Taehyung does for him when he’s upset. He pushes the stray hairs away from your face, “You haven’t been bothered much by their teasing before.”

He’s right. It never did before. But that’s probably because you’ve never actually liked someone the way you’ve grown to like Jin before, “That’s because I didn’t actually have an interest in anyone before. I actually like Jin.”

“So, you still like him?” He asks.

You shrug, “An argument doesn’t just change that. It’s not like I can blame him for me running down an icy sidewalk.”

“What was the argument about?”

“I was trying to help put something where it belonged, and in doing so I went to an area that was restricted to me.” It sounds stupid even as you recount the events to your brother, “I didn’t know it was restricted, I was just trying to help! He got mad at me and told me to leave.”

Yoongi nods, taking in the information, “It sounds like he overreacted.”

“I know, but I also understand why he’s upset. I just-“ You can’t even say you’re mad about the workshop anymore. If you’re honest, you’re just upset about how he acted and how you retaliated. “He pushed me out and told me to leave and I told him I never wanted to see him again.”

“It sounds like he was frustrated and took that out on you. And because he did that to you and hurt you, you wanted to hurt him back.” He says, saying it aloud for you. He sighs, “We do that a lot…but it’s not the best way to handle a situation.”

You can agree to that. You just wish it could be different.

You turn yourself over and sit up, moving your ice pack to the side and resting your chin on Yoongi’s shoulder, “Why is this so hard?”

“What?” He asks.

“Love…”

He laughs. “If love were easy, then we’d all be perfect. Then we wouldn’t be human anymore.” Honestly, if he knew the real answer for why love was hard, he’d tell everyone in a heartbeat. It’d make the world so much easier, but love isn’t just cut and dry like that, “We all make mistakes, and it sounds like you both made one.”

Mistakes is right. You didn’t mean to do something you weren’t supposed to, but you’re sure Jin didn’t mean to go over the edge either. You invaded a space he didn’t want you going to to, you broke a boundary. You assumed it would be okay, and you were wrong. Did he react correctly? Absolutely not. You have half a mind to whack him over the head with a shoe, but you know that won’t actually fix anything.

“I don’t even know what to do!” You whine, throwing yourself back onto your mattress, “Christmas is in 3 days and I don’t want to leave without talking to him, but I’m still so angry with him.”

“Well, then you need to decide what’s more important to you. Your anger and your pride or him?” 

He has a point. Is your ability to be right in this situation really more important than him? If it is, then do you really care about him? Or just being in the right? You don’t know.

That’s why Yoongi is the big brother and not you.

You pout, “Can’t you just big brother this one for me?” 

“I can toss him around, but I don’t think you want me to kiss and make up with him. I don’t think Taehyung would like that much either…” He comments, chuckling to himself. He sets a hand on your calf and pats it, “You know, Taehyung took that breaking legs thing seriously. He and Hoseok were ready to march down to BE when they saw you were hurt and crying.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but they’re both still stuck in the kid chairs downstairs and Mom is debating whether or not she should call the fire department again this year.” He pulls his phone out of his hoodie pocket and pulls up the picture, showing Hobi laying on the floor with Jeongguk trying to pull at the chair legs, “I don’t think Jin would take them seriously with their butts stuck in a couple of princess chairs.”

“No, probably not…” You agree, giggling.

“Just do what feels right. That’s all you can do.” He finally says, “And if he’s not the one, then don’t stress over it. No person that can’t communicate their problems with you is worth any of your tears. Okay?”

You nod, “Okay.”

“Now, why don’t I sneak downstairs and grab something for us to snack on and we can watch mind rotting TV until dinner?” He suggests.

“I’d like that.”

He gets up from your bed and heads for the door, stopping when you call out to him, “Hey, Yoongi!” 

“Yeah?” He asks, standing in your doorway.

You sit up, taking a pillow with you to cuddle, “I think you’d be a great dad to 5 kids…Just a thought.”

“Yeah?” He asks, you nodding in response. He looks down, smiling to himself before he takes one last look at you, “Well, I’m trying to negotiate for 3, so don’t blow my cover. Now, ice your arm.”

~Next Part: Coming Soon~

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Dealer (9) - myg

Summary: Your boyfriend seemed like a dream come true: always wanting to be around you, making sure you would get home safe, never taking his hands off you. These little comforts became your whole world, and then the only thing you were allowed to have left in the world. Luckily, your boyfriends drug dealer turned out to be a much nicer guy.

Pairing: DrugDealer!Yoongi x Female!Reader

Genre: Mafia/drug kingpin au, Y/N coming from nothing, found family, Eventual smut

Warnings: Taehyung's high (shocker), the safe-house is a little different than the last one, Y/n decides she wants to be a part of decisions, Yoongi isn't the biggest fan of this but gets over it, a very risky plan, Y/n is very calm in what seems to be a very dangerous situation, someone gets stabbed, very abrupt ending

Word count: 2.7k

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Note: If you are sensitive or triggered by abusive relationships or manipulation in any way, please do not read this fic, it can be very triggering. It will also be referenced that Y/n used to self-harm, and has self-harm scars. This fic is going to cover a lot of intense topics, and there will be a lot of drugs.

Not long after Jimin and Yoongi’s argument, Jungkook came back with clothes for everyone. You all took turns taking showers and getting changed before you were rushed back out and into the backseat of the cramped car, where you spent the next several hours. 

Oddly enough, the energy was a lot less tense than the last time, even after the argument. You all took turns telling stories and talking about just about anything you could think of. You even saw Jungkook crack a smile at one point, even as he stayed quiet during most of the ride. 

It was dark outside by the time Jungkook pulled into what you assumed to be the getaway house; which was not at all what you had been expecting. It was a smaller house in a neighborhood much like the one you used to live in. It was a little run down, the paint chipping and the front steps cracked: the surrounding homes didn’t look much nicer. 

It wasn’t hidden away in a forest, nor did it have a million underground mazes (or so you hoped), but that’s exactly why it worked; who the hell would expect Kim Seokjin to be hidden away here of all places? 

Jungkook pulled into the driveway as you and Jimin put your masks on from the last time you’d left the car, but Jungkook stopped you. “Don’t; those will make you stick out around here, especially at this time of night. Just keep your heads down and walk quickly,” You shrugged, not at all mad to not have to wear that thing again as you balled it up and shoved it into your pocket. 

Jungkook knocked on the door a few times – an odd rhythm that you thought had to be a code of some kind – before the door was opened, Hoseok only peeking out slightly to see who it was before ripping the door open, relieved to see you guys. 

“Oh thank god you’re here, these guys are insane–” Hoseok ushered you all inside, hugging you briefly as he closed the door. The room was very dark, the light was dim and yellow, casting more shadows than it managed to get rid of. 

The inside didn’t look much different than the outside; water stains on the ceiling from previous leaks, mismatched furniture that had been worn in, as if someone had been using it for the previous 40 years. The carpeting was frayed and worn down in certain spots, and the walls had been yellowed from years of cigarette smoke – something you could smell as soon as you walked through the door. 

Everyone was waiting in the living room, Namjoon and Jin stood at the side of the room, a few feet away from the plastic folding table that was centered in the dining room, and Taehyung was seated in a large recliner with his legs crossed, eyes so narrow that you had no doubt that even here and now, with everything going on, Taehyung was as high as he was the day you met him. 

“Everything go smoothly?” Jin asked, a radiant smile spreading across his face as he questioned Jungkook, who simply nodded once in response. “Great, Y/n, why don’t you head back and get some rest-” 

“No,” He seemed a little taken back when you interrupted him, though oddly enough, he seemed more intrigued than offended. 

“Y/n, we need to talk about the plan from here, you should really-” 

“Yeah, that sounds great and all, but whatever you guys are going to be talking about, I want to be a part of it. Regardless of what you say,” You paused, looking at Yoongi before you switched your attention to everyone in the room. “What any of you say, this is all happening because of me; to protect me, right? So whatever you’re planning, I want to know about it, and I want to help.” 

Everyone was looking at you warrily, their eyes darting back and forth between you and Jin to see what his reaction would be. 

Well, everyone except for Taehyung, who had a smile very similar to Jin’s. 

“If you’re confident that you’re up for it, then I have no problem letting you in on these meetings. Might help to have some of your input,” He smirked as he spoke, seeming almost proud, before he resumed his serious expression that he had when you’d arrived. 

“Okay, everyone get comfortable, we have a lot to discuss,” you all moved over to the sofas, where there definitely wasn’t enough space for all of you as you found yourself sandwiched between Jimin and Yoongi, who at this point were almost fighting who was going to be more protective of you. “Y/n, now that you’re here, I have something I want to run by you, actually. 

“I was discussing this with Namjoon before you got here, but I think it would be a good idea to test the waters a bit,” Jin leaned back against the wall where you’d imagine a tv would be, but it instead remained blank, a crooked picture frame with people you didn’t know in it sat a few inches from Jin’s head. 

“What do you mean, test the waters?” Yoongi was quick to ask, his arms crossed over his chest with his brow furrowed. 

“I want to send a few of us out in public. We scope out a place, make sure everything looks safe and not too crowded. And I want Y/n to be there-”

“Absolutely not,” Yoongi spoke up, but Jin merely brushed past his comment, not paying it much attention. 

“I just want to see just how many of them there are, and how they’d go about getting her back if they find an opportunity,” Jin looked over at Jimin, as if asking him what he thought. 

“I know Zeke’s going crazy trying to get her back, and I know my father is doing everything in his power to do it; which is frankly, a lot more than we have sitting in this room, purely based off of the amount of men he has at his disposal,” 

“But he’s already proven that he’ll send more people rather than relying on good ones; and I trust Jungkook alone can take down more than half of the guys he sends us if it’s more of the one’s from the other night,” Jimin simply nods in agreement. While his father was smart, he was also stubborn. He was convinced he didn’t need to send any of his high-profile men to get you back, so he wouldn’t. Jimin was the only one he needed to send of that rank, and as far as he was concerned, his father probably thought Jimin had infiltrated the group and was working on bringing you back from the inside. 

“Guys, I really don’t think this is a good idea-” 

“I do,” You spoke, your words loud and proud as you defied Yoongi. You knew he was only trying to protect you, but you didn’t need it to this extent. “If we’re going to take them down, or at least get them to stop coming after me, we need to know what we’re up against; and I’m the only way we’re going to do that,” 

Yoongi had turned in his spot to face you. He desperately wanted to find a reason to tell you that you shouldn’t do this but he couldn’t; not one that you’d listen to anyway. 

“Yoongi, I wouldn’t send her unless I was absolutely positive she would be fine. Namjoon and Jungkook would be going with her, they’ll make sure she’s okay; they’re better trained than I am. Nothing’s going to happen to her, you have my word,” There was a silence before Yoongi sighed, running his fingers through his disheveled hair before he nodded slowly. 

“Fine,” he spoke softly, his eyes trained on the ground in front of him. “But I’m going too,” 

-

You woke up the next day and felt excited for the first time in god knows how long. It was an odd sort of feeling, and one Yoongi definitely didn’t share. There was finally a plan, and one you were a part of. You knew what was going on, you understood the consequences, and you actually got to do something rather than just sit and wait for things to happen around you. 

Yoongi was less thrilled; the ball of nerves that had been stuck in his throat since last night made it difficult for him to speak much as you all got ready. 

“Okay, let’s go over it one more time,” Seokjin started as everyone got their microphones set in place, assisted by Namjoon and shockingly, Taehyung, who knew a lot more about spy tech than anyone that had met him would have anticipated. “Namjoon’s going to go into the coffee shop fifteen minutes before Y/n, order a coffee and sit down in the back corner and pull out his laptop and pretend to work on something. 

“Then Y/n’s going in, ordering, and sitting at this table, here in the middle, where Namjoon is going to have a direct line of sight of her the whole time,” Jin was gesturing toward a blueprint of the shop you were going to that he had taped to the wall. “Jungkook and Yoongi are going to be waiting in the car, and you are only to leave if Namjoon says he needs the back up, now,” Jin pointed to Namjoon as Jungkook and Yoongi continued attaching various weapons to their outfits. 

“Namjoon’s glasses have cameras here,” he pointed to either side of where the arms connected to the frames, “And here,” he pointed to the center of the frames, right between his eyes. 

“Right, and all of that is going to be sent to this laptop, where Jimin will help us identify anyone that might be one of his father’s men,” Namjoon continued for Jin as Jimin flashed a nervous thumbs up. “And Y/n, if you get too freaked out or need to get out, just say that your drink’s cold. Namjoon can hear your microphone in his earpiece and will get you out,”

“Will we be able to hear her?” Yoongi asked as Jungkook started loading the magazine of an AR-15. 

“No, you can hear Namjoon, and Namjoon will be able to hear all of you, because frankly, I don’t want the mission ruined because you heard Y/n breath wrong,” A blush slowly began to make it’s way up to your cheeks as Yoongi sulked, dropping his shoulders as Taehyung handed him an ear piece. 

A few final questions were answered and finishing touches were added to everyone's outfit ensembles, and the four of you were off. 

You and Yoongi were in the back as Namjoon drove, and you were pumped full of so much adrenaline that the possibility of something going wrong hadn’t even crossed your mind. You sat calmly in your inconspicuous outfit and stared out the window as Yoongi’s eyes remained glued to you. 

He had no idea how or why you seemed so calm when he was freaking out. This was fool-proof, even Jin said so, but all the worst case scenarios kept running through his mind, and in all of them, you were hurt, dead, or gone. 

You noticed his eyes on you and turned to him. He kept looking at you, his nervousness reading loudly across his features. You smiled softly as you reached out to grab one of his hands, holding it softly between yours. “Don’t worry,” You whispered. “I’ll be okay, that’s why you have all those weapons,” You smiled, causing him to chuckle lightly. 

“We’re here,” Namjoon spoke lightly as he pulled into a parking space and shut off the car. “Remember Y/n, fifteen minutes, then follow me in. Got it?” You nodded as he smiled back at you; both of you. “All right, go time,” He opened his door and got out, before entering the coffee shop. 

In your earpiece, you hear him order his drink and sit down. He sits where he’s supposed to, in the booth in the back corner, where he pulls a laptop out of his bag and waits for them to bring him his drink. He continues looking around as inconspicuous as he can as he loads up a game of chess on his computer. 

He mumbles a few things here and there, alerting the guys back at the house to anything or anyone that he found to be even somewhat suspicious. Right at the fifteen minute mark, he spoke again. 

“Your move,” 

You gave Yoongi’s hand another light squeeze before you got out of the car yourself, and entered the shop. 

It was a nice little place, you were scared to see what would happen to it if Jeff’s men really were here. You ordered your usual and went to wait at the table you were supposed to, before you pulled out a book. 

Your job was easy: sit here and read a good book and drink some good coffee. If anything happened, it was up to the others to step in and do something if anything happened. 

Namjoon had stopped talking for the most part, already having scoped the place out prior to you entering, but he still noted the occasional person as they entered. You mostly ignored him, the book you were reading was far too good to not be paying any attention to it, anyway. 

But while you mindlessly sipped your coffee, Namjoon made note of three men he found to be suspicious that entered the shop after you. Jimin almost couldn’t believe his eyes as he saw them. While he didn’t immediately recognize any of them, he definitely recognized their form of communicating with one another. 

One flicked the newspaper they were reading twice, and another set their cup down with a stutter in response. The third flicked the side of his glasses once. “They all just confirmed to each other that it’s her,” Jimin spoke, his voice soft but urgent. “Glasses is going to stand up and approach her, but they’re not going to do anything in there; it’s too crowded,” 

“Am I stepping in?,” Namjoon mumbles as the man wearing the glasses stands as if on cue. 

“He might say something to her we can use, unless she says she needs out, wait,” Jin speaks this time, having full confidence in you. 

“Excuse me?” You look up from your book to see a man standing across your table, a soft smile on his lips as his eyes seemed to scan your features. “I’m sorry, you just look really familiar, do I know you from somewhere?” 

Another two men walked into the shop, two men Jimin had recognized. 

“Namjoon, you need to get her out of there now, two men just entered that are heavily armed and could wipe out that entire shop in a matter of seconds,” Namjoon stiffened before sitting up slightly. 

“Then I’m going to need that distraction like ten seconds ago,” Jin remotely set off the buildings’ fire alarm. Namjoon quickly stood and stayed low to the ground, moving over to you as fast as he could. 

As soon as the alarm sounded, the man that was being so polite seconds ago was on you. He stepped behind you and pulled you out of your chair, one hand around your mouth as the other moved to pin your arms down as he kicked your chair out of the way, but Namjoon was faster. 

He groaned loudly and fell to his knees, letting go of you in the process while Namjoon grabbed hold of you and pulled you toward the kitchens. You looked back seconds before you entered the back room to see a knife sticking out of the leg of the man who grabbed you, two other men crowded around him. 

Everyone was running around frantically, but even then, the two men Jimin recognized still had sight of you. 

You rushed back through the kitchens and out the back door, where the car was already sitting, Jungkook having moved it around when he heard they started the distraction. Namjoon rushed you into the backseat before he got in the driver's seat and sped out of there.

Note: I'M SORRY FOR THE VERY ABRUPT ENDING BUT I'll have u know that I wrote chapters 9 and 10 and the same time not realizing how long it got and while I'd love for it to all be one chapter, none of the dealer chapters have been longer than like 3k and all together it's like 5 and a half k sooooo it's two chapters now I'm sorry ily

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