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dirtykpopsnaps · 3 years

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Needy - Moon Bin smut

Warnings: This fic contains 18+ material. Anyone under 18 seen interacting with this story will be blocked!

Contains: sub!Moonbin. Needy!Moonbin. grinding. unprotected sex.

Requested: yes

Words: 2, 425

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I flop down on the couch, sighing softly. Normally, one of my days off would actually be pretty nice. Going through college is no joke, but I’ve thankfully finished my work for today. However, ever since I finished my homework, I’ve been up and about taking care of my little apartment. I’ve been cleaning and doing laundry, changing the sheets and making a little lunch. Right now is the first time that I’ve been able to sit down all day.

Just as I’m being to settle down to chill for a bit, my phone buzzes on the coffee table. I groan in annoyance, picking it up and checking the message that just flashed up on my screen. The screen name ‘Annoying Big Brother’ is flashing across the screen. I sigh, opening the message from Sanha.

From Annoying Big Brother: Hey, are you busy?

I narrow my eyes at the message, ideas popping into my head about why he could be asking.

To Annoying Big Brother: ...nooo...why??

From Annoying Big Brother: Your boyfriend is being clingy and can’t focus on practice.

Instantly, I become interested. Last I checked, Sanha told me that they would be taking the day off today and tomorrow, just as a small break.

To Annoying Big Brother: Why are you guys practicing?? I thought you were taking the day off

From Annoying Big Brother: Blame Jin. Just get here soon. Bin keeps trying to cuddle me and I’m getting frustrated trying to fend him off

I laugh lightly at the image of my lanky older brother shouting in annoyance as my boyfriend clings to him like a koala.

To Annoying Big Brother: Give me 15 minutes, I’ll be over

Immediately afterward, I hop off the couch and start grabbing my shoes and wallet. I shove my wallet in my back pocket and grab one of Sanha’s oversized sweatshirts to fend off the chilly Autumn air. I’m out of the apartment in about 5 minutes and make my way to the studio. Thankfully, when I started at the local college, I had decided to try and find an apartment as close to their dorm as possible. The dorm is within about a 10 minutes walk and the studio is about 15 minutes in the other direction. It definitely comes in handy for when my brother and his group mates are so busy that they didn’t think about getting, oh, necessary sustenance. It happens more than you would think.

When I finally get to the studio, I wave to the receptionist and at the security guards in the welcome area. They’ve all seen me so often that they don’t even bother asking for my ID anymore. Everyone knows that I’m Sanha’s younger twin sister. I’m able to find their studio fairly quickly and walk inside, setting my stuff on the floor. None of the members even look at me as the door opens and they continue practice. I watch as they all dance in unison, the music of their newest album playing through the stereo at the front of the room.

As the song comes to an end, they all strike a final pose. Seconds later, they break off, panting slightly from the effort. Sanha’s eyes land on me and he shouts in happiness. “Ugh, finally! I thought you’d never get here!” He complains. I roll my eyes at him.

“Whatever, Sanha, at least I’m here now,” I say plainly. Getting off the floor, I walk up to JinJin.

“JinJin...please explain to me why you guys are working?? I thought you said you were gonna take the weekend off,” I say curiously.

“Ahh, sorry. I thought we could use a little more practice with the comeback coming up,” he sighs, rubbing at his neck. I sigh, nodding my head.

“I understand. Just don’t work too hard. You know Aroha would get upset if you work yourself to the bone,” I remind him. He nods his head in understanding, grabbing one of the water bottles settled on the table.

Across the room, I hear a commotion. “Biiiin,” Sanha whines, weaving to get away from my boyfriend. Moonbin is hurrying after him, his arms outstretched for either a hug or cuddles. I watch him for a few seconds, giggling at his cuteness. Sanha looks over to me, hiding behind MJ.

“Y/N-ah, I asked you to come here so he could cuddle with you!” He complains. Finally, I walk over and hug my boyfriend from behind. He looks over his shoulder in surprise and a wide smile spreads over his cat-like features.

“Y/N!” He says excitedly, whipping around and pulling me into a hug. I giggle lightly, playing with his soft hair.

“I hear someone is clingy today,” I hum, scratching lightly at his head.

“I want cuddles, but Sanha’s being mean,” he whines, giving me adorable puppy dog eyes.

“Oh, I’ll cuddle with you, cutie pie,” I smile.

Calmly, I walk over to the wall and Bin follows me, leaning into my side and getting comfortable. His body warmth heats me up nicely and I hum, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him more into my side. Moonbin sighs, resting his head against my stomach and closing his eyes in comfort. For a little bit, we just sit and talk to one another. It’s fairly clear that Moonbin is pretty sleepy today, barely able to keep his eyes open during the small break. When they start up again, Bin is slightly sluggish and behind the others. However, it’s also obvious that he’s doing his best to stay awake. His eyes are dropping, but they pop back open only seconds later. He doesn’t seem to be the only one, tho. Rocky is also having trouble keeping up, and his rap lines sound a little groggy and forced.

After about another 45 minutes or so, I speak up. “Jin, can you guys please call practice a little early? Everyone’s tired,” I sigh, gesturing around at the other boys. JinJin looks around at his members and seems to finally notice their exhaustion. He nods his head lightly and heads towards the stereo.

“Alright, we can start up again on Monday. You know what you guys need to practice,” he says, looking around at them. The others agree and start gathering their things to head back to the dorms. Moonbin, however, lays down with me again and tries to go back to sleep. I giggle lightly, poking his cheek.

“Binnie, Biiinniiiie, we can’t take a nap on the practice room floor,” I giggle.

“Says who?” He mumbles, refusing to open his eyes again. I roll my eyes at him, poking all over his body.

“Moon Bin, get uuuup. We’ll take a nap back at the dorm,” I hum.

Finally, Bin opens his eyes again and starts getting up off the floor. “Fiiine. You obviously just want to deny me my sleep,” he whines, pouting. I take his hand in mine and collect my things from the floor. I grab his dance bag and hang it over my shoulder, deciding to just let Bin walk sleepily to the dorm. Everyone gets their things and we all leave, with me nearly dragging Bin out the door. We make our way down the halls of the building until we come to the back door, and a more deserted way to get back to their dorms. The walk is fairly quiet, except for MJ talking excitedly. He seems to be about the only one who isn’t falling asleep, but that shouldn’t be a surprise. MJ is always full of energy.

When we finally reach the dorm, Sanha and Rocky immediately head off to their bedrooms. JinJin heads into the kitchen and I nearly drag Bin back to their shared room, as he’s basically sleep walking. I flop down on the bed and Bin follows, cuddling up close to me. I hum softly, pulling my fingers through his hair as we both fall into a deep sleep.

After what feels like only five minutes, I feel someone start shaking my shoulders. “Jagi,” I hear someone whispering to me.

“Hmm?” I hum in confusion, peeling my eyes open. Just next to me, I can make out my boyfriend’s profile, his eyes wide open and awake. He shakes my shoulders lightly again and I sit up, wiping the sleep out of my eyes. “What’s up, Binnie? You okay?” I question sleepily. He pouts his lip a little bit, looking down and fiddling with his hands.

“I just...I wanna play. I’m feeling needy,” he mumbles. I smile softly, brushing his bangs out of his face.

“Oh, okay, baby. What do you wanna do?”

“C-Can you just play with me? I don’t care what, I just...feel needy,” he says, twiddling his thumbs. I chuckle lightly, taking his hands in mine.

“Of course, sweetheart. Just gotta take our clothes off,” I say.

Bin climbs off the bed and strips off his clothes quickly. I stand up and strip off my clothes a little more slowly, putting them in a pile next to Bin’s. When I look back at the bed, Bin’s sitting atop it, completely naked. His wide chest and narrow hips leading right down to that happy trail that I love and his gorgeous cock. Bin’s cock is always something I look forward to in our sex. He’s just the right size for me, honestly. Not too long, not too thick, just right to hit all the places that feel amazing. It’s very veiny and curves just slightly at the end. It’s perfect.

Slowly, I climb back on the bed and straddle his hips. “Okay, Binnie. I’m still a little sleepy, so I think we’ll just grind for right now, okay?” I suggest. He nods his head quickly, staring at me with his mouth slightly open.

“A-Anything!” He says. I giggle, shaking my head at his enthusiasm. Slowly, I lean back and run my heat right over Bin’s cock. In response, he leans his head backs against the bed’s headboard, whining softly. I smile to myself and quicken my pace, grinding my sex against his beautiful, veiny cock. I love when he gets like this. He’s so needy for me, and agrees with almost anything that I suggest doing. He always lets out these sweet little whiny moans that I love the most. And when he comes, he scrunches up his nose and his whines get higher in pitch. It’s the absolute cutest thing ever.

As I slide against his cock, Bin whines sweetly, panting a little bit. At one point, the head of his catches against my hole for a second, slipping in the tiniest bit. Moonbin shifts on the bed, thrusting his hips up at the feeling. “Oh, you *are* needy,” I giggle, feeling a little more awake now. He whines again, looking up at me with wide eyes.

“Please, Jagi. Please fuck me,” he whines adorably.

“Alright, Binnie, but I’m in charge,” I remind him. I slowly position myself over his cock again and slide down on it, groaning softly at the stretch. Underneath me, Moonbin scrunches up his nose in pleasure and squirms on the bed.

“Th-That feels so good,” he moans, shifting his head from side to side.

I move his hair off of his sweaty forehead and give myself a few seconds to adjust to his size. After a few seconds, I start bouncing on his cock, increasing my speed at the seconds pass. As I go faster and faster, Bin starts squirming more rapidly on the bed. “A-Ahh, ahh!” He moans. Smirking to myself, I lean down and pinch one of his nipples. Bin shoots up on the bed, moaning loudly. Immediately after, his eyes fly open in surprise and he slaps a hand over his mouth in shock. I giggle loudly, pinching the other one. He moans again, although this one is muffled a little bit through his hand.

Bin stares at me with wide eyes and I smile, leaning forward to kiss him. He moans into the kiss, licking at the seam of my lips and I open them. Our tongues play together for a little bit while I slow down my bouncing on his cock. When we break, I speed up again and he falls back on the bed, panting deeply and mumbling incoherently. Slowly, I feel the familiar feeling of my high sneaking up on me. I move my hand down my body and begin rubbing at my clit, clenching around him as the pleasure washes over me. Bin whines again as I clench around him and he starts mumbling again. “G-Gonna, gonna come,” he mumbles, his eyes unfocused as the pleasure overtakes him.

“Come for me, baby. I’m not far after,” I moan.

Seconds later, Bin tumbled over the edge, his loud whines bouncing around the room. I feel his warm cum shoot inside of me and I moan as it pushes me over the edge. As soon as I come down and stop my bouncing, Bin pulls me down to his chest and wraps his arms around me. I smile softly, snuggling into his chest. His soft breaths rustle my hair and I sigh, sitting up a little. He whines in protest, trying to keep me close to his chest. “Binnie, you’re still inside of me,” I giggle.

“Mmm...doesn’t matter. Wanna sleep. Want cuddles,” he mumbles. I shake my head at his neediness and slowly maneuver his cock out of me.

As soon as his cock slips out, I feel his cum start spilling down my legs. “Uh, Binnie...what do I..?” I start, but he just sighs, sitting up on the bed. He climbs off and pulls on his underwear and some pajama pants.

“I’ll be right back, baby,” he mumbles, heading out the door. A few moments later, he comes back with a wet wash cloth and kneels down between my legs, wiping at his cum and my essence that is still sticking to my lower lips. He drops his pants and cleans off his cock, as well, then throws the wash cloth into his laundry basket.

Sleepily, he hands me my underwear and grabs a t-shirt of his from the dresser. I pull them on and he slips under the covers, pulling me to his chest again. “Now, back to sleep,” he mumbles, kissing my forehead. I giggle at him.

“You say that like I was the one who woke you up for sex,” I laugh. He chuckles lightly, his eyes still closed.

“Sleep,” he says and I oblige, closing my eyes.

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nari-nim · 3 years

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unconventional (f)

Treasure Jeongwoo x Y/N

Dating someone with a similar sense of humor fills your day with laughter and fun. So what happens when Jeongwoo sees your unexpected lock screen photo?

author’s note: been dealing with some writer’s block lately but here’s something! To the anon that requested it, I hope you have a similar sense of humor as me because I based this off of a meme of Jeongwoo lolol gif creds go to @ichyunsuk

10:30am

You ran your hand through Jeongwoo’s hair, absentmindedly stroking gentle patterns on his head. You could feel the vibrations from his humming against your lap as you both thumbed through your social media feeds in Jeongwoo’s practice room.

You clicked your phone shut and set in on the ground, pressing your back against the wall. You closed your eyes to take in the peace of the moment, the stillness in the room, and the beauty of Jeongwoo’s honey vocals. Your peace, however, was broken by Jeongwoo’s phone ringing.

Without moving his position (head on your lap, body curled into a slight fetal position to accommodate the room size), Jeongwoo put the call on speakerphone. It was Jihoon.

“You’re practicing right?” Jihoon’s voice was nonchalant, but you lifted your head off the wall and locked eyes with Jeongwoo. This was not practicing.

Jeongwoo shot you a cheeky grin, saying a brief “yeah, hyung” into the phone before hanging up.

“Jeongwoo!” You said, trying to push his head off of you. “You said this was free time!”

You managed to get most of his upper body to an elevated position before he pulled your arms aside to fall back into his previous position.

“Noooo,” Jeongwoo whined. “Five more min-“

Jeongwoo’s abrupt pause prompted you to look down.

Oops.

During your small struggle, your phone sensor kicked in, revealing your lock screen to Jeongwoo.

This, to be exact:

You bit your lip to prevent yourself from laughing at Jeongwoo’s roller coaster of emotions on his face- shock, amusement, embarrassment, you name it.

“Wait, THAT’S your lock screen?” Jeongwoo cried, pointing an accusatory finger at you.

He tried to grab your phone, but your upright position gave you an advantage in securing it faster. You quickly pulled your phone to your chest, hiding the screen.

“Out of ALL of the pictures of me out there, that’s what you go with?” Jeongwoo continued, jumping to his feet. He was feigning tears now.

“Oh come on, Jeongwoo,” you laughed. “Now, you look just like this amazing photo.”

Jeongwoo quickly stopped his fake sobs. He squinted at you. You stared back, suppressing giggles.

Jeongwoo lunged for you. You tried twisting away, but he quickly just wrapped you in his embrace, rendering you motionless.

“Y/n, I’ll have you know that Treasure members voted me the most handsome. And you are going to singlehandedly ruin my image.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes, struggling a little in his grip. “Don’t lie to yourself love, you’re doing that just fine yourself.”

Jeongwoo gasped, “You’re so annoying, oh my god-”

You laughed, taking advantage of his loosened grip to squirm out of his arms. “I love you so much!”

You bolted out of the practice room and ran down the hall. Jeongwoo sprinted after you, shrieking your name. He tackled you and play wrestled you to the ground, tickling your side until you let go of the phone. He quickly grabbed it and lifted the phone out of your reach to change the photo. You got up from the ground, and started uselessly jumping for it, pulling on his hoodie to try compensating for the height difference. Both of you were laughing at this point.

“YES,” Jeongwoo cried, finishing his tapping on your phone. He pumped his fists into the air, chortling at your expression. “I am victorious!”

Before you could remind him that picture is all over the internet, a voice interrupted your comeback.

“Y/n, why are you acting like a monkey?”

You turned around to face Jihoon and Junkyu strolling down the hallway. You quickly stepped away from Jeongwoo, blushing.

“What are you guys doing?” Junkyu asked.

“She-“ “He-” You and Jeongwoo started at the same time, immediately pointing fingers at each other.

Jihoon grabbed the phone from Jeongwoo’s hand and laughed. He showed the screen to Junkyu who nodded approvingly.

“Jeongwoo, you got a keeper.” Jihoon cackled, flashing a thumbs up at you. He returned your phone to you. Turns out Jeongwoo didn’t save changes in time. Jeongwoo gaped at them. As the duo left, chuckling at your antics, you turned to Jeongwoo, pulling on his hands and leaning closer to face his pouting expression.

“I think you are the moooost good looking person alive,” you cooed, blinking up at him innocently. “And photos like this make me smile sooooo hard because you’re the only comedic king I respect.”

Jeongwoo sniffed, but you could see his lips quiver in an attempt to not smile.

So you continued your attack, smiling up at him, batting your eyelashes and making doe eyes at, swinging his hands, wrapping your arms around him...you know, the works.

Jeongwoo blushed, always finding your adorable expressions his weakness.

“No, no,” he grumbled. “Don’t you turn all cute on me now.”

You laughed, making a kissy face at him. Jeongwoo softly smiled and leaned closer to your face. He pressed a gentle kiss against your puckered lips. It was soft and loving, like a spring rain shower.

You both pulled apart, faces red.

“But might I suggest you replace the lock screen with a photo of us? Like at a cafe or some other normal couple place?”

“Are you asking me out on a date, Park Jeongwoo?”

Jeongwoo pretended to think for a second before smiling ear to ear. “Yes, Y/n, yes I am.”

“How unconventional,” you grinned. “Alright, but this photo better be legendary.”

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reinahwanggg · 4 years

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I Miss You》 Park Jisung

credits to gif owner

pairing: jisung park x reader

word count: 1.9K

warnings: slight angst (not really)

genre: established relationship, idol au, fluff, slight angst, jisung being a caring boy, boyfriend!jisung, reader misses him, but doesn't wanna admit it

a/n: i envisioned myself in this position haha, sorry

"good night honeybee. i love you."

"good night angel! i love you always."

jisung sleepily replies, yawning into the phone, before he closed his eyes to be guided into slumber. although he knows comeback seasons does take a toll on his body, and sometimes mentality, he makes sure he calls you every night. whether it be to tell you he'll be in the dance studio until the next day, or before bed, he always tries to find time for you in his extremely busy schedule, especially since he is quite worried about you.

although it's been a few months since the entire debacle, he always wants to make sure you're safe and well. he knew that you didn't mind all of the sudden attention, and you didn't care about what everyone thought about you and him together, but sometimes he just wants to make sure you're okay.

it's obvious that he's the more vocal one in the relationship; always saying what's on his mind, telling you whenever he felt you should say or stop this, or whenever he felt angry about something petty and wanted to say it to get over it. he just has more experience in expressing his feelings to those close to him.

you, on the other hand, always kept everything bottled up inside, not necessarily saying anything, even when it bothers you, because you wouldn't want to be a bother to others, unless it ticked you off. you were always the one to express your anger for some complicated situations, but rarely to others. you find yourself as your own confidant, as your own provider, as your own push to help you through the tunnel of life.

the way you handle things, often than not, got you in some heated arguments with jisung. he just wants you to tell him when it's too much pressure. especially that day when the camera crew came in, setting a gazillion cameras inside your house, saying that the fans would love to see how you and jisung interact. he saw how uncomfortable it made you, and seeing as it's been two weeks, and you still jump when you walk in your sleepwear at 7am and see the camera following you, it's enough evidence.

yet, whenever he asks you, you brush it aside. ''i'll get used to it'' you'll always tell him, knowing fully well, you sometimes can't stand it. waking up, and pretending to be a youtuber making a get ready with me video, only for it to actually be posted, it ticks you off. yet, all you tell him is that you'll get used to it.

this situation, was no different. for the past three months, jisung has had activity after activity to go through, while trying to record content for this stupid youtube segment. most times it would split videos of him and you on the phone, laughing about some stupid meme you saw on twitter. you know, every single piece of your body misses your boyfriend; dying to be back in his arms, and snuggled with him on the couch, watching random TV shows while he randomly kisses your hair and pulls you closer.

you know that you miss him, and yearn for the day he comes and tells you that promotions are over and the frequent break in between has begun, but you don't tell him that. you don't tell him how much you miss waking up in the morning to see him dancing around the kitchen to a video of you singing one of his songs in the best voice you can muster, unintentionally burning the eggs on the stove.

you don't tell him how much you miss coming home from an interview with other artists, only to see him fixing his hair, humming puzzle piece, smiling goofily at the thought of you. you don't tell him how much you miss your rant sessions; him ranting about how close fans get sometimes, and you ranting about how much you wanna punch your coworker in the throat for her unbearably cocky attitude.

you don't tell him how much you miss last minute packing for a day trip to the other side of the country. you don't tell him how much you miss sulking on the couch, only for him to plant a million pecks and kisses on every corner of your face, until you smiled and playfully pushed him away.

before you knew it, you're sitting up in your bed, crying to yourself about how much you miss him. and for once, you want to let him know, desperately throwing away your pride and wanting him to know how much you ache for his presence, and his quirky habits, and his killer smile, and just everything he has to offer. you miss him so much, your cries get a little too loud, your breath gets a bit too heavy, and your body shakes a bit too much, but you don't care, you just miss him so much it physically hurts you.

the little lamp in the corner of your room shines a somber gold around the room, you oblivious to the fact that the cameras are on 24/7 and is catching this very moment, of your vulnerability. you are also oblivious to the fact that he didn't hang up the phone, him obviously being too tired to actually hover his finger, as he was out like a light, his little snores in the background evident to the entire thing.

"honeybee, i miss you so much. so much it hurts."

you start, your voice choked up, coming out cracked, and scratchy.

halfway through your rant, jisung wakes up, blinking a few times to himself, trying to adjust to the bright light amidst the dark room, the slightest sound of hiccups ring in his ear, an extremely nasally voice ringing out sobs and muffled words, and he automatically sits up in concern. he wants to immediately ask you what's wrong, but instead just listens to what you have to say.

"i miss how, every time you hug me, it feels like placing the last piece of the puzzle in its rightful place. honeybee i just miss how much you check up on me when i'm sick. how sometimes we take turns nightly to sing each other to sleep, you laughing when my voice cracks, or me teasing you with praises for a run you mastered. i miss playful mornings, both of us being too lazy to move, but somehow ending up dancing around the room to various artists and songs. i miss when i wake up, and you're already staring at me, the loving gaze in your eyes as you slightly smile, immediately going to plant a kiss on my big ass forehead. i miss pushing you away, and telling you to brush your teeth before you could give me a good morning kiss. i miss when you and the boys would all pile up in my house, and i would get to show you a bit of my country's cuisine, and laughing when you guys scarf it down like you haven't eaten in years. and i want to tell you all of this, but i don't want to be a burden to you. you already have a lot, with some overbearing fans, promotions, and the occasional run ins. i don't want you to focus on me only and put your feelings on the backburner like i always do. i wish i just had to courage to tell you all of this."

by the end of your rant, jisung has to wipe a few tears from his eyes, smiling sadly on the other end of the phone call, wanting to just pack his overnight bag and come to hold you, tell you that he misses you just as much, and scold you for keeping everything bottled up, like he always does.

he goes to check the time, 2:16 am it says, and he knows that he has to be up by 4am in any event, and he suddenly thanks literally everything for the sudden off day his boss gave them, because he knows for sure, after what you just confessed, he's going to surprise you. he hears some ruffling on the other side of the call, the sound of bedroom slippers hitting the tile floors, and a door opening and closing. he just hopes you're okay.

you, on the other hand, walks into your kitchen, quite starved after crying your heart out for what feels like all night, which in truth was about three hours. you flip the switch, your kitchen suddenly illuminated, and you put your hand in front of your eyes, the quick headache taking effect, and you blink repeatedly at the sudden light. you then smile, before going to your dishes, taking out your favorite bowl, and pouring some lucky charms to the brim of the bowl, before going in your refrigerator, and grabbing your milk, pouring it in as well, and grabbing a spoon.

you walk back towards the exit of the kitchen, towards the corridor that connected both the living room and the stairway in separate mazes together. suddenly flinching once you see the infamous moving camera, following you, and you roll your eyes. 'do they not need new batteries or something?' you thought to yourself, before walking upstairs to your room.

you look up at the camera on top of your vanity, and smile and tight lipped uncomfortable smile, before showing the big bowl of lucky charms and chuckling.

"cereal hits different at 2am after an emotional breakdown."

you say, chuckling once again, and happily eating your food, humming along to love again, as it plays inside your head, liking the way it sounds, and suddenly asking alexa to play it for you. it's not as loud as it would usually be, considering what time it is, and the fact that your neighbor just came back home from her long ass business trip (which you're lowkey suspicious of, because her boss came looking for her halfway through, saying if she didn't come in tomorrow then she'll be fired) and doesn't like k-pop for the life of her.

you rest your bowl by the foot of your bed, honestly too lazy to go back downstairs and place it back inside the sink. you then go to your phone, and open it, seeing as it was still on the book you were reading before jisung demanded for your attention, only to then fall asleep on you ten minutes later. you read until you notice the sun up, suddenly hearing my first and last playing around you. the doorbell ringing frequently, and you check the time.

9:48 am it reads, and you realize you read about 10 books in the span of seven hours. you shout that you'll be down in a minute and make sure jisung's hoodie is low enough, before placing your bedroom slippers back on and walking down the stairs, turning into the living room and left, towards the separate entryway (it's kind of a big ass house), opening the door, before tears blurred your vision, and you immediately scooped up from the floor, and spun around on your porch, inhaling the scent you missed for the past three months. quite happy that you were in jisung's embrace again.

you didn't question it one bit, in fact you didn't question anything, just told him to come inside and told alexa to play the song louder. coincidentally, it was Quiet Down, making both you and jisung laugh boisterously, before walking into the kitchen, and dancing to his songs, as you both made pancakes and gossiped about anything and everything, just like you missed and loved.

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najatheangel · 3 years

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Hi, I hope that you are doing well!! I was wondering if I could get a private bts ‘date with an idol’ ship? I have survived the past 19 years including a pandemic, possible world war and a crappy remake of Olympus has fallen, so imaging a date might be a good idea for once. 😅 Okay, a bit about me: I am a literature student, a waitress/barista and I do volunteer work. I love doing things like baking, hiking, painting, dancing and listening to music. I don’t really have a type, but I am a hopeless romantic. I love the idea of love, only it has to be faith and the right one. My ideal date will be something peaceful yet adventurous, like strolling around galleries/museums, having a hike and then picnic, go hop on a train and see where it goes or just making dinner together. [...]

@itismeanne Hello beautiful soul thanks so much for requesting. I love doing these so much so I hope your enjoy this one. Your pictures aren’t awkward at all they’re lovely my dear. And awhnnn thanks so much for your kind words I’m happy you exist too.

The member your going on a date with is…Namjoon

His outfit for the date:

Your outfit for the date:

How it started: You’ve recently just started your new job in the new café to save up extra money for school. This café was known as the best in town for it’s iced americanos and for selling the best authors books.

One day your boss called you in to take one of your co workers ship and gave you the heads up that a special quest has entered the café. When you walked in you immediately saw RM from Bts sitting by the window drinking the new Frappuccino drink in the menu that you came up with.

You wanted to jump and squeal out of excitement, but you had to keep your cool to save yourself from the embarrassment. Your boss finally gave you an excuse to approach him by handing you the book RM requested from the back.

Your Boss: Hey y/n make sure you hand this over to RM. He requested this song writing book from the back. Plus I’ve noticed you looking at him for a while go get him tiger. He pats your back and gets back to work

He leaves right before you get the chance to thank him. With you getting excited you already walk over to RM with a plan in mind. You even offered to slide in a gift card for limited books and coffee for him to thank him for all he has done with his music it has changed you life.

Y/N: Clears throat. Here’s your book just as you requested from my boss Charles. I actually love using that one for when I used to turn my writings into music, but I’ve learned to enjoy literature more.

RM: That’s interesting that you say that I bet you would be an amazing writer. He smiles right back at you and notices the gift cards sliding out the book. Whoa, is this from your boss too?

Y/N: Actually, that’s from me. I wanted to thank you for working so hard to share the world your music and it has helped me become a better woman. You blush picking up the gift cards that fell on the floor and handing them back to him.

RM freezes looking shocked yet thankful for the kind gesture. He’s always had memorable encounters in public with fans, but never with a fan that has made his heart beat so rapidly.

RM: Thanks so much I’ll make sure to keep coming back here so I can write my songs here.

Y/N: How about you come back tomorrow if your not too busy? Of course to help you find more inspiration for your next comeback. You laugh out of nervousness.

RM stands up after finishing his coffee and before he leaves he turns back to face you and says…

RM: Y/N, I’ll see you tomorrow for our…date. He winks and walks out the door smiling to himself.

Y/N: Right tomorrow.

You smile singing to yourself looking forward to tomorrow…

The Date Spots: Café Library/Van Gogh Exhibit

Since your café is closed on Fridays your boss was generous enough to lend you the keys and have the whole café open for yourselves. You even spend the first few hours to bake some muffins and tidy up around.

You’ve come prepared just in time when you heard the sound of the bell ring when he was opening the door.

The both of you walked up to each other smiling so purely and begin your song writing session.

Where the kitchen area is there is a secret area to the bookstore where you bring all your customers books from. You’ve set up fairy lights to around the books cheers and lit up candles to set the mood.

Namjoon felt very flustered that you went all out for this meeting and took more of a liking to you. In the first few hours you got to share your ideas for the title track of the next Bts album, but it became more hard to focus with all the goofing around.

After wasting 12 pages of paper it ended up becoming a paper ball fight in the study area. Namjoon gets way into the paper ball fight and ends up loosing balance leaning against your petite body on the book shelf’s.

Y/N: Whoa are you okay? Kind of lost track there. You giggle helping him stand up straight.

RM: The god of destruction is back at it again it seems. So sorry... Notices that the books behind you fell. Let me help you get those up.

The two of you organize the books back into the shelf bonding more over your favorite books, authors and quotes from your favorite stories.

RM: Hey Y/N since we’ve pretty much finished the song here I have a suprise for you as well. I have tickets to the new Van Vogh exhibit 20 min away from here. Would you like to finish off this date with a bang?

You stand there gasping as he hands your ticket over and gladly accept his invitation. You wonder why he was going all out to spend this whole day with you, but you didn’t seem to care because you were so happy.

You and Namjoon reserved a spot for the last show around 7 and almost missed it with traffic in the way. He grabbed you hand running to the ticket booth so you two won’t miss the beautiful show that your about to witness.

When walking it started off pitch black and you both cling onto each other not sure what was about to happen next. Finally the lights come on projecting all of Van Gogh famous pieces throughout his career.

You were perhaps just a tad bit more excited than Namjoon, but he was still happy to witness how much fun you were having and would cherish this moment with a fan forever. Perhaps he thought about you more than a fan at this very moment.

Namjoon: What’s your favorite Van Gogh piece y/n?

Y/N: Mines would have to be the Terrance of a cafe at night. It reminds of how I first saw you and how I’ve learned to have a passion for what I love thanks to you. How about yours?

Namjoon starts getting a little caught off guard with your poetry and makes him fall for you even more.

Namjoon: Well, actually mines would have to be almond blossoms. They remind me of how innocent, bright and strong they can be just like you. The blossoms bring so much life out of everyone and wants to continue to spread peace.

You both sit down together staring it each other’s eyes continuing the compliment battle as the background changes to Vincent’s most popular piece The Starry Night.

The colors move so swiftly across the background that it projects the most perfect romantic setting.

Y/N: RM err...Namjoon I’m sorry to be a bit forward, but would it be wrong to kiss you right now? You push your string of hair behind your ear.

He leans in further caressing the side of your face stroking your hair.

Namjoon: Normally I don’t kiss anyone on the first date not even army, but I can’t help but want to break the rules.

You both lean in closer finally touching lips as you kiss under the starry night. It was a very slow paced quick kiss, but it was unforgettable.

The Aftermath: “That was one of the best dates I’ve ever been on in awhile!”

His words kept repeating in your head when he’s walking you home hand in hand.

Y/N: I had so much fun today too Namjoon. I hope in the future we get to do this again soon.

He stops walking for a second looking sad for a moment. When he meets people like this he wish he can drag them along in his crazy idol life everyday so he wouldn’t have to worry about long distance.

You rub his shoulder reassuring him it’s going to be okay. You both might have very different lives and might end up finding other people in the future, but that doesn’t stop your precious memories together.

Y/N: How about we make a deal. If we don’t end up finding other people with in the next 10 years, then we have to wait for each other. If we do, than we let each other know right away. Deal?

Namjoon: Deal!

You both seal the by pinching each other like crabs on your arms. It was both of your way of pinky promising.

You exchanged loving eyes at each other one last time before you head inside. He blows a kiss at you and says.

Namjoon: No matter who I end up with, you still will mark down as the girl in history to become my first love. Don’t you ever forget it.

With that he walks up to his ride home leaving you speechless yet weak to the knees with his strong words.

You lean against the door sighing reflecting on the whole day with him.

Y/N: Same for you Kim Namjoon. No matter who I end up with, I’ll never forget why happened today. I look forward to seeing you again.

Thanks so much again for requesting and I hope this somewhat made your night/day. ♥️♥️♥️

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