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nad-zeta · 4 years

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heya!! tysm again fr the ikesen matchup, i loved it sm ♡ sooo now could i pls get a matchup for ikevamp, if its ok? 💞 (ps i hope ur doin ok!!) here’s the info again!!

bi girl, i prefer guys! ambiverted intp, gryffindor or ravenclaw, neutral good, scorpio. i have an older twin sis n i love/hate her sm!!

medium-length straight-ish black hair (side bang to the right) & dark brown eyes!! 5'5-ish, filipina! im getting glasses soon~

complex daydreamer- i crave affirmation/praise!! anxiety, i overthink sm! quiet w/ others cause idk what to say. im like half funny/playful & half deep/awkward- easily annoyed but guilty after cause im soft-hearted. i have a way w/ words, poetic? hopeless romantic! i tend to be quite chaotic? sorta socially anxious-

not innocent/naive but ppl think so at 1st! i look fine but im a big mess. superiority complex, insecure- smart n knowledgeable. passionate! a kid w/ my twin but w/ others, mature. its hard to friend ppl! dramatic but rather closed off. its hard for me to ask fr help- opinionated but i try to understand. i need lots of space,,,

i like to have fun n loosen up but would also just cuddle n have long convos. forgive but never forget- realist but rather optimistic. good w/ technology! imaginative/creative. near-sighted! rather selfish, i put myself 1st. love language is words of affirmation/quality time- stubborn! observant- sensitive.

a habit- i tend to drift away n just think? i care a lot abt how i look! i like bein the best so i get competitive. keyboard smashes!! i swear quite often. i like bein organised! i like makin faces!!

fun fact: math/history r my faves. sometimes im rlly hyper n say the most random things? i fear judgement, future, unknown, n failure. bilingual, learnin french! fr pda only hand-holding?

likes: gaming, affection, jokes (stupid/puns), space (stars), weapons (swords/guns), music, instruments (piano), animals, movies, books, philosophy, psychology, writing, exhilirating stuff, astronomy, mythology, etc.

dislikes: heat, presentations, naivety, stupidity, blind faith, stereotypes, being pressured, etc.

tysm!! shjsjsjs i changed it a bit- anyway, stay safe!! dont forget to take care of urself 💞

Hehe, you are most welcome dear!🥰❤🌻 I’m so happy you sent in another request! You are honestly so sweet! ❤🥰Soz for taking sooo long! I hope you enjoy this dear and I hope you are looking after yourself! Sending lots o hugs! 🌻❤ @x-joie-x

So I match you with………….. Napoleon

The first time Napoleon meets you was when he legit grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him, as he tried to get you out of the mansion. It was not safe for a human in a mansion full of vampire, and this soldier wanted to get you out before it was too late. But alas it was just that, too late. By the time the two of you had arrived at the door from whence u came, it was sealed shut, and no amount of tugging or pulling could get it to open.

Comte, who had heard the commotion, stepped into the hallway to see you and Napoleon trying to open the door. He strode over to you and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as he led you and the soldier to his study so he could explain. After a lengthy explanation about your current situation he named Napoleon as your personal bodyguard to help you navigate, the Paris of the past

To say you were starting to overthink and get anxious would be an understatement. Napo looked over at your quiet demeanour and scanned your face to find a glimpse of anxiety. After the conversation with Comte was over, Sabastion came to escort you to your room for the night.

The next few days you spent cooped up in your room. Too anxious to leave, u needed time and space to sort through your feelings.

Your stomach started grumbling, but you just ignored it, cause honesty you were just too stubborn to go downstairs and ask for help. Napo had been pacing outside your door, trying to figure out the best way to coax you from your room. That’s when he heard the rumble coming from your stomach. He gently opens the door and strode into your room, “come nunuche, I made too many pancakes this morning, And I need some help finishing them.” Just as you were about to refuse your stomach gave another loud growl, cue Napoleon bursting out into laughter, “I think its best we feed that little bear before it gets angry.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at Napo, as the soldier went from scary and intimidating to boyish and playful in 0.2 seconds. You smiled as you watch the former Emporer of France try to catch his breath through his full body laughter fit. He finally calmed down and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the dining room. A new fit of laughter erupted from the man as you couldn’t help but crack a joke on your way there. The rest of the afternoon was spent cracking jokes and eating pancakes.

Napo found you incredibly amusing, especially how you could go from funny and playful, to awkward in 2 seconds flat. He loved to joke along with you and then tease you whenever you would turn into an awkward mess the second one of the other residents entered into the room.

Especially Arthur, you would often get annoyed at his flirty comments and pick up lines, you absolutely left Napo in stitches when you made a sarcastically awkward comment back to Arthur on afternoon. Napo had learned by now that you were actually rather soft-hearted so the minute he saw the guilt flash across your eyes for being annoyed at Arthur’s comments, he squeezed your hand in reassurance, “don’t feel guilty nunuche, trust me he deserves it. Plus if you don’t believe me, just ask Isaac.”

Napoleon would invite you with him every day to help teach the children at his makeshift school. At first, you were somewhat socially awkward, but thanks to Napoleon and Isaac’s encouragement, you actually started teaching a class of your own. Napo loved how smart and passionate you were. You gave your all in teaching the children various topics, and honestly, Napo couldn’t help but fall in love with you. You taught them everything from maths to history, and the children absolutely adored you. So did Napoleon tbh, the man would take sneaky glances just watching you in your element. When stealing these little glances of you, a lovestruck foolish smile would dance across his face, which most certainly didn’t go unnoticed by Isaac or the children.

After class, Isaac would go off to his second job as a professor of the University, leaving you and Napoleon up to your own devices. Napoleon seemed to bring out that playful side of you, as the two of you goofballs would grab lunch at a nearby cafe. Or have a little picnic in the park, and just spend the entire time quick-firing stupid puns and jokes at each other. You sometimes get super hyper and start saying random words, which leads the two of you to have loads of random conversations. And TBH the two of you are always pulling silly faces at each other just for laughs. You live for those moments when u make a joke or pull a face, and monsieur de Whaha starts erupting with laughter. It is a true sight to behold, the way his whole body shakes, and the sight alone is enough to prompt you into your own laughing fit.

The day Napoleon knew you were the one and only woman for him, was the day he found you in the training hall. You loved swords and weapons so when you were helping Sebastian with housework one day, and you came across a vast display of swords, you were absolutely ecstatic. You wasted no time in picking up one of the swords and swishing it around. Napoleon walked into the room just as you pick up one of the swords and his eyes went wide, “pfft what in the world are you doing?” You narrowed your eyes at the man, as he chuckled, “practising, obviously.”

Napoleon’s eyes lit up as he strode past you to pick up a sword of his own, “then I shall be your partner.” You smiled a broad smile as you went on the offensive and attacked Napoleon. The two of you spent the next few hours smack-talking each other as you fought. Napoleon enjoyed every moment of your fight and the way you were determined to win. He found that competitive side of you rather sexy, so much so that he decided to confess his feelings.

After you had beaten him, he proposed a rematch, but this time he raised the stakes. He went on the offensive, and just before delivering the final blow, he dropped his sword and grabbed hold of you. Smouldering jade blue eyes met your brown ones questioningly, and once he found his answer, he leaned down to kiss you.

The former emperor of France was utterly head over heels for your stubborn optimistic, competitive personality. He absolutely adored what a walking contradiction you were, being both a realist and optimistic, being organized yet messy at the same time. Napoleon had noticed early on in your relationship that you were rather closed off and slowly, but surely he managed to get you to open up to him. The two of you have had many a deep conversation while cuddling.

He found that whenever you were snuggled in his arm, it was easy to pry information out of you. Especially when he would tickle you. He found out a lot during his cuddle interrogation sessions like how you feared judgement, the unknown future and failure, like how you actually care about your appearance and that you have a superiority complex. None of which scared him off, if anything he loved you more for it! Being sure to curb and banish all your insecurities with the sweetest words of affirmation and praise.

Napo like you, is also a bit of a romantic so this dork will 100% plan dates under the stars, especially after he found out about your love for astronomy and space/stars. He will definitely plan small quiet dates for the two of you, away from the loudness of the mansion. This boi will burst into your room in the afternoon, drag you to the stables, plonk you on top of a hose and before you know it you are sitting in his arms reading or chatting about anything from philosophy to psychology under the shade of a willow tree, surrounded by flowers.

Napo loves your writing, and this boi will insist you read him your fics whenever you finish them. He will spend the next ten days bragging about how amazing your writing skills are to everyone, even going as far as to say your a much better writer than Arthur.

Knows you need space and alone time and will give you as much as it as you need. He knows you will come and find him once you want some company again. And once you do seek him out, he will crush you in a warm embarrass and whisk you off on some exhilarating adventure.

Mornings between the two of you sweethearts consist of soft, heart-melting moments. Naturally, the first thing Napo does when he wakes up is, plant a loving kiss on your lips. He will tighten his embrace around you as he cracks open his eyes to wish you a good morning all while nuzzling your neck. He knows you are a sucker for sweet words so he will be whispering the sweetest of endearments to you, in between lazy morning kisses. Best be sure this boy will complement and praise you every single day of your life.

Other potential matches…………….. Dazai

I hope you enjoyed this dear! 🌞🌻and I hope you have a super good day! ❤❤🌻

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jungshookz · 5 years

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falling in crayolove; (kindergartenteacher!taehyung)

✎ pairing: kim taehyung x reader

✎ genre: kindergartenteacher!au, workingman!au, F L U F F, tiny bit of angst at the start :-( but this is literally 98% fluff; y/n and taehyung are like two little kids with little crushes on each other

✎ trigger warning(s): implications of getting an abortion!!

✎ wordcount: 10.5k

✎ summary: y/n is a very single mom and taehyung is a very single kindergarten teacher. emma knows exactly what she needs to do.

✎ note: okay LOOK before you get into reading, this isn’t technically a full fic! this is what happens when you cross a full fic and a baby drabble = this is a BABY FIC which explains why the word count is much smaller compared to the usual! (ps i will probably?? be writing more baby fics for characters such as garbageman!tae or.,,. oTher characters that i can’t think of right now lmao) i was originally going to leave kindergarten!tae as it was and i was just going to continue to write baby drabbles for him but i felt like he deserved a fic?? buT then i was conflicted because his original drabble literally already tells us the full story and i was like ok.,. what else is there to say.,,. sweats,,.. anyways this is what i ended up with! in case you were wondering, yES the original drabble is included in this fic since it’s a crucial part of the story and it would have been a waste to not use it but if you don’t want to read that you’re welcome to just skiP on over to the end lol. also emma is four years old and tae is a pre-kindergarten teacher because i changed my MIND - enjoy!!

pst if u wanna talk to y/n or emma or tae u know what to do ;-)

(gif isn’t mine!)

(((and the read more function iS there but most of the time it doesn’t work on mobile :// i am sorry don’t attack me by sending passive-aggressive anon messages)))

ah, yes.

to be young and i-

“i’m pregnant?!”

the reason why you came to the doctors today was because you thought you had some sort of stomach flu

at first it wasn’t a big deal

but then it started getting worse and you literally thought you had a parasite from eating at that dingy sushi place and you were mad at jin for like a week because it was hIs idea to go there and it’s not fair that hE didn’t get an upset tummy >:-(

jin reminded you that he warNed you about the sea urchin and you responded by smacking the back of his head

you have to admit

it is relieving to know that there isn’t a dangerous parasite living inside of you and feasting on your organs

it’s a,.,. ???

how would one describe a baby as a parasite

a perfectly natural parasite living inside of you!

well

it certainly explains things

the sudden onslaught of violent puking in the morning

you thought it was because your yogurt was starting to get a little funky but apparently it’s because there’s a baby growing inside of you!!!11!!!!

also you should probably start learning how to be more aware of the things that you’re putting inside of your body

also

this should have been a big hint: your period didn’T come this month and your red rain has never EVER been late

“but… i don’t understand.” you let out a breath and lean back against the reclining chair while staring up at the ceiling fan

the lightbulb flickers

“i- we use condoms and- we practice safe sex!!!” you exasperate and sit back up to look at dr. kim “we’re very vERy safe!!!”

“condoms are only effective 98% of the time.”

“yeAH that’s a preTTY BIG percentage” your knuckles grow white as you clench tightly around the arms of the seat in frustration

98%!!!!!!!

that means there was a 2% chance that the condom didn’t work and obviously you are part of that 2%!!!!!

“do you take birth control pills?”

“um, is the sky blue?? yes!!!!” you reply as if it’s the most obvious answer in the entire world

“the sky’s grey today.” dr. kim raises a brow at you before pointing behind you out the window “do you take them consistently?”

“ye-“ you press your lips together “…s…?”

sometimes you.,.., skip a day or two

you’re busy!!!!! you don’t always have the time to remember to pop a tiny pill into ur mouth

you didn’t think it’d be such a big deal

and you certainly didn’t think it’d result in u.., actually getting pregnant

“how many weeks…?” you trail off uneasily and pick at some lint on your sweater

you don’t feel so good now

it’s honestly probably because this baby is about to make you puke again but

oh god

you’re pregnant

you’re barely legal and you’re pregnant

you still see yourself as a kid!!!

you’re a kid who’s going to be raising a kid!!!!!!

kids should NOT be raising kids!!!!!!

“you are about… six weeks pregnant.” dr. kim flips through a chart before looking up at you with a small smile “currently, your baby is about the size of a sweet pea…”

in case it’s not clear

it takes two to tango

in this case

your tango partner is none other than son hyun-woo

otherwise known as

shownu

you’re going over to his apartment for dinner tonight and as much as you doN’t want to tell him you’re pregnant, he’s probably going to become suspicious when your stomach starts growing bigger and rounder as the months go by

you’ve been with shownu since grade eleven

it’s been a great four years!!!

shownu is very sweet and kind and caring and handsome and every other positive adjective that’s ever been recorded in the dictionary

you even chose to go to the same university as him just so you guys could stay together

he’s the captain of the soccer team which is a fact that you like to share with literally everYone because..,,. why wouLDn’t you brag about your soccer captain boyfriend

he’s… he’s the love of your life and that’s one thing you know for sure

you see yourself getting married to him and having kids with him and growing old with him

,..,you’re just not sure if he’d be down to do all of that stuff starting noW

you wipe your sweaty palms down on your leggings as shownu sets the plate of fried rice in front of you “i know you don’t like spicy things, but i threw in a liTTLE tiny baby bit of kimchi in here” he hums and takes a seat across from you “it should be fine though… if not, i made a backup plate of plain fried rice for you!”

you have half a mind to start off the announcement with ‘ah, yes, speaking of baBiES-‘ but perhaps that’s not the best approach to this delicate situation

frick

maybe you should tell him later

but.,,. it’s better to tell him soOner than later

you just don’t know what’s going to happen and you hate it when you’re unable to predict things

how is he going to take it??

he’s usually a very supportive boyfriend but this is a completely nEW kind of supportive

“by the way, thanks for helping me out with my sociology presentation. it went pretty well except for when the prof started asking questions related directly to my slides but luckiLy i was able to bullshit and finesse my way out of-“

“i’m pregnant.” you blurt out

shownu immediately chokes and his fork falls onto his plate with a loud clatter

“you’re-“ he pats his chest a couple times and takes a biG swig of water

he clears his throat

“you’re- i’m sorry, you’re what?”

“i… am… preg…nant.” you mutter sheepishly “pregnant.”

shownu stares at you with wide eyes and for a second you think you’ve broken your boyfriend

and then he snaps out of it

“dude, we’re 19 years old, i don’t wanna be a dad-!“

ok first of all did he just call you dude

and second of all

“and you think i wanna be a mom? we’re both part of this and we need to take full responsibility for our actions. w-we should have been more careful but-“

“i was the careful one! you were the one who was supposed to be on top of your stuPId pills and you couldn’t even remember to take them everyday and now look where we are!”

“look, it’s not the end of the world-“ your fingers tighten around the napkin on your lap

“god, y/n, how dumb are you?! this is going to ruin my life! you knoW how hard i’ve worked to get this soccer scholarship and all of that is about to be completely fucking derailed because of this dumb fucking baBy and- i’m not- no!” shownu snaps and slams a fist against the table

water sloshes out of both your guys’ cups from the vibrations

the dishes rattle slightly and you immediately divert your gaze to your lap

“i don’t want this baby!” he exasperates and throws his head back before placing his hands over his face “god, my parents… what the hell are they going to think??”

he looks over at you and shakes his head “you planned this, didn’t you?”

“wh- what??” your brows knit together and you let out a scoff “what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“you planned this so that i’d have no choice but to stay with you because you’re carrying my child”

“shownu- obviously i didn’t fucking plan to get pregnant, it was an acCIdent and-“

“if you keep this baby, i will leave you.” shownu growls “get rid of it.”

at first you were upset

but now you’re just angry

how dare he speak to you like this?

“what did you just say to me?” you scoff and cross your arms

“i don’t want this baby. we cannot keep this baby. we will not be raising this baby. understand?”

jesus

“fine.” you murmur quietly “we won’t keep this baby.”

you swallow the lump in your throat and blink away your tears before letting out a shaky breath

“good.” shownu visibly relaxes and clears his throat before picking up his fork

he shovels a big bite of rice into his mouth “after dinner, we’ll make an appointment to go to the abortion clinic tomorrow afternoon. i think it’ll be fine if i skip the first half of training but hopefully we’ll be back before-“

the chair screeches against the floor as you get up and shownu immediately gets up as well “hey, where are you going?”

“you’re right, shownu. we won’t be keeping this baby - i’ll be keeping this baby. and i will raise my baby on my own.” you snap and reach down to grab your bag before storming to the front door

shownu doesn’t stop you

and you don’t look back.

the rest of the night goes by in a blur

it’s pretty fitting that it’s raining like crazy outside

you drop your backpack and keys on the floor once you get back to your apartment

you peel your sopping wet jacket off and toss it on the couch before kicking your shoes off

honestly

it feels like time’s stood still

it’s just white noise in your brain and you can’t seem to focus on anything

you flick the bedside lamp on and a cast of warm yellow washes over your room

you sit cross-legged on the floor at the side of your bed and let out a breath

the atmosphere is completely silent except for the sound of rain gently drumming against the window

a flash of lightning briefly lights up the sky

in the distance, you hear the slight rumble of thunder

you dial your mom’s number with shaky fingers and click the speaker button before setting it down on the mattress

brrrrrinnng

brrrrri-

your mom picks up on the third ring which was wAY sooner than you thought she’d pick up

“hey, look who finally called!”

you open your mouth to speak when suddenly you feel an overwhelming wave of anxiety and fear rush over you

you should have planned something before calling her

what’s the right way for a teenage daughter to tell her mother that she’s pregnant?

is she going to be disappointed with you?

is she going to be angry with you? tell you that you’re irresponsible and that she saw this coming from miles away?

is she going to tell you that this is something you’ll have to deal with yourself?

your parents worked so hard to get you here and they work hard to this day to continue paying for your tuition fees

and you’re about to tell them that hey, i’m pregnant

you haven’t even said anything and you’re already losing your composure

your nails dig into the flesh of your palm as you ball your hands into fists

“-i was wondering when i’d hear from you. your dad isn’t back from work yet but i’ll make sure to tell him that you called. i’m just making dinner now, i’m trying out this new pasta dish that-“

“mom?” your voice cracks and you clamp your lips together and shake your head

your bottom lip trembles and your vision starts to blur with tears almost instantly

oh god

you can’t do this

you feel your face burning up as you try your hardest to hold it back

a beat of silence goes by and you hear some shuffling on the other end of the phone

the first tear rolls down your cheek

“…honey, what’s wrong?”

and that’s all it takes

the rest of the tears follow in an unbroken stream

you immediately let out a pained sob before leaning forward and pressing your hands against the cold floor beneath you

you begin to cry with such force that your chest starts to hurt and your heart starts to clench and you feel like you could pass out at any moment

your mom can barely make out what you’re saying through your blubbering but she manages to pick out ‘pregnant’ and that’s all she needs to know

she waits for you to sob your heart out before deciding to speak up

she asks if you have the resources to raise a child

no, you don’t

she asks if you even want to have this child

yes, you do

she asks you if shownu wants to have this child

no, he doesn’t, but that doesn’t matter to you

she tells you how much she loves you and absolutely nothing is going to change that fact

after all, you’re her baby no matter what

you find comfort in knowing that you have some form of a support system and you’re not completely on your own

you turn and twist in the mirror as you keep your eyes glued on your bare stomach

you were about to take a quick shower but once you stripped off all your clothes you were suddenly moRe aware of your tummy

you don’t look pregnant

you don’t even feel pregnant

it’s just,.,. odd

knowing that there’s a living human growing inside of you

“it’s just you and me against the world, sweet pea.” you smooth a hand over your bare stomach and give it a gentle pat

just you and sweet pea

nine months seem to go by in a blur

shownu never reaches out to you and you never reach out to him

as far as you’re concerned you don’t want anything to do with him

as far as you’re concerned this is your baby and your baby alone

your ankles become swollen and your breasts become sore and weighty

your skin gets blotchy at some point and there’s not enough concealer in the world to hide the angry pimples dotted all over your face

ur mom says u were supposed to be glowing during pregnancy..,,. the only kind of glowing ur doing is from the gREASE

you find yourself casually throwing anchovies into your vanilla ice cream and topping it off with balsamic vinegar

you had to start taking online classes because it was becoming too hard having to transport to campus every day

every time you see a dog on the street you burst into tears because hOUHG my GOD it’S so cuTE *snorts*

you’re in the middle of a midterm when you feel sweet pea kick for the first time and it takes everything within you to not start crying in the middle of the examination hall

jin comes over to your apartment for study sessions but most of the time it ends up with him taping his earbuds to the swell of your tummy and letting sweet pea listen to some classical music

he goes through this phase where he’s obsessed with healing crystals and your apartment becomes scattered with rose quartzes and jaspers because he’s doing it for the baby

occasionally he makes you lie down so he can place small crystals in a circle around your belly button so that the healing energy will be absorbed into your body and into the baby

you’re thankful that you have a friend like him even though he’s literally a lunatic

your mom comes into town once a month and stays for about a week just to take care of you and make sure that both you and the baby are happy and healthy

as time goes on, your little sweet pea grows into a fuLL on watermelon

and eventually-

“jesus chRIST-“ your chest heaves with exhaustion as you lie back against the hospital bed

oh my god

that was the woRST eight hours of your life

your lower body is completely numb and you don’t even want to think about how buSted your vagina looks right now

you put her through a loT today!!!!

“here she is, mama!” the nurse gently places your screAMing bundle of joy in your arms and suddenly all the blood sweat and tears is completely worth it

“hi, sweet pea…” you laugh lightly as her tiny, mucousy hand wraps around your finger

she’s so beautiful

“i’m your mommy…” your eyes are glistening with tears of joy (aND pain) and you lean in to press a tiny kiss to the top of her head “just u nd me against the world”

well

that was four years ago

it’s pretty strange how quickly time can go by

four years ago you were nineteen years old

four years ago you were in a committed, loving relationship with someone you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with

four years ago you were in your second year of university; first year was a hellish nightmare and you were just starting to figure things out

four years ago you found out you were pregnant and your world was turned upside down

and now you’re twenty-three years old

a lot has changed in the past four years

you are no longer in a committed, loving relationship with someone you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with; in fact, you haven’t been in another relationship since shownu,., you haven’t even been on any dates

you are in your fifth year of university because you couldn’t graduate last year due to the fact that you were missing some credits; luckily you have moSt of university life figured out at this point even though you occasionally stiLL get lost on campus sometimes

you found a pretty stable job at a drug store a couple blocks away from the apartment

it’s not much but it pays the bills (your parents will occasionally chip in and help out if u need it) ((you’re very grateful to have the parents that you have))

jin is still a big fat doofus (he’s not aS obsessed with crystals but u keep them in the apartment because they’re pretty)

emma’s in pre-k now!!!! it seems like it was only yesterday that she started walking and talking

and now she won’t stop walking,.,. or talking

no tea no shade

emma is the absolute light of your life!!

and you would straight up SLAUGHTER anyone who would try to hurt her

:~)

she’s your little ball of sunshine who smothers you with kisses every morning to wake you up and writes ‘i lov3 mommy’ on literally any surface she can find (you’re flattered but u need to have a word with her about using lipstick to write on the walls) and always wants to help you make breakfast and dinner or fold the laundry or sweep the floors

emma is a peculiar little girl and you are so, so proud to be able to call yourself her mother

she’s compassionate and kindhearted and thoughtful and polite

she never forgets to say please and thank you

she likes to wait for you to get to the dinner table as well before digging into her spaghetti (she can’t pronounce spaghetti yet so she jumbles it together and it becomes spapeggi)

she likes watching nature documentaries (docummeneries) with you and would genuinely choose to watch that over the powerpuff girls or even spongebob and you were like ???? because yOU low-key want to watch spongebob and u don’t want to have to confess to your four year old daughter that you want to watch cartoons instead of a documentary

on mother’s day she woke you up with kisses and breakfast in bed!! she made you a peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich and you have to admit that it was *mwah* very scrumptious

emma is very curious as to who her dad is or if she even hAs a dad

she thought jin was her dad and jin was only slightly offended at how hard you laughed at that when she brought it up

because all the kids at school seem to have dads and she only has a mom

which isn’t a problem at all it’s just,.,. she wants to know

like her friend hwayoung has a dad!!!

and his name is hwayoung’s dad

that’s all she knows about him

one time all the kids in class were talking about their dads and emma didn’t have anything to say but lucKily she was able to steer the attention away from herself

(“my dad’s a dentist” “mine is a doctor!” “mine is a cee-hee-ho! emma, what does your dad-“ “cee-hee-ho of what?” “…i dunno” “yeah, cee-hee-ho of what?!”)

talking to emma about shownu is a tricky situation

“your dad is a very, very busy... soccer player...?”

you don’t actually know what shownu’s been up to besides the fact that he’s on the national soccer team which is gReat for him but every time you think about that stupid boy you can’t help but revisit the night when he basically told you that you would ruin his entire life if you kept the child-

“how come he never visits?” emma furrows her brows as she tries to twirl spaghetti around her fork

the noodles are too slippery and emma yelps in surprise when some sauce splatters onto her face

“he… the important thing here is that you have mommy, okay?” you smile and reach over to wipe the tomato chunk off her chubby cheek “don’t worry about your dad.”

emma doesn’t know a lot

but she knows enough to not bring it up again

anyways

even though you’re a mother now

that doesn’t necessarily mean that you automatically have your shit together becAUSe-

“shit shit shit shIt shit” you curse to yourself as you vEEr right into the first parking spot you see

you immediately crank the brake and unbuckle your seatbelt

“i was going to park there, asshole!” you hop out of the car to see an angry looking mother glaring at you from her minivan and you give her a sheepish smile

“i’m sorry!!!! my kid just got off from class and i can’t be late because i need to drive her to ballet and-“ you’re definitely oversharing with this stranger and she obviously doesn’t care because she rolls her eyes and flips you off before zoOming off to find another parking spot

soccer moms are so aggressive

you double check that you have everything with you and you fish your parent lanyard out of your backpack and sling it around your neck quickly as you approach the front doors

you thought that once you became a mother you would instantly become more responsible more organised more matuRe

obviously you were mistAken because you’re still late to almost everything you go to

some things never change!!!!

you hurry your way down the hallway and pick up the pace when you see the swarm of parents standing outside the classroom

as you approach the crowd you get up on your tip-toes to see if emma’s been excused yet

you accidentally bump into a couple and a bit of your coffee splashes onto their shoulders and they turn around and give you a dirty look

“oh, sorry!!!! ….fridays, am i right?” you joke and they both scowl before shuffling to stand somewhere else

oof

tough crowd

none of the parents here like u that much

which is a real shame because you think you make greAt company

you’re just,.,, there’s a big age gap between u and most of the parents here

you’re one of the younger parents in the class

actually you might be the youngest

min yoongi and his wife (you forgot her name whoOps) are pretty young but they’re still a couple years older than you

and side note their daughter is adoraBle

emma is actually friends with hwayoung so you talk to yoongi sometimes

it’s nice to talk to someone who’s around your age

he’s just veRy businessman-y so it’s difficult to joke around with him

but he’s still a nice guy!!

speaking of yoongi and hwayoung

a bright smile makes its way onto your face when you see yoongi nudging hwayoung through the crowd of people before grabbing onto her small hand

“yoongi!” yoongi looks up and he smiles politely

he’s still dressed all spic and span in his suit from work

“ah! good afternoon, y/n. hwayoung, say good afternoon to emma’s mom.” he hums before bending down to zip up her backpack that’s just wiDe open

relatable

“good afternoon, emma’s mom!!” she looks up at you with bright eyes

she’s sO CuTE

“hi, hwayoung-ie!” you bend down and pinch her cheek before reaching into the pocket of your coat and fishing out a little caramel “don’t tell your dad,” you joke and yoongi snorts in response

“thank u!!!!!” she snaTches it immediately and you coo before pinching her cheek again

you get back up onto your feet “you guys on your way home now?”

“mhm. is emma still available for a playdate this sunday?” yoongi swoops hwayoung off her feet and props her up onto his hip and she immediately rests her head against his shoulder

“affirmative, sir.” you salute and yoongi rolls his eyes playfully “i-“

“emma y/l/n?” you perk up when you hear emma’s name being called

“yeah, we’ll see you sunday! have a nice night!” you turn to squeeze your way into the crowd and once you make your way to the front your heart immediately starts going boom-boom because

it’s taehyung

emma’s teacher

kim taehyung is uh

whOo

putting it simply he is a very attractive man and he’s only a couple months older than you so like you’re preTTY sure this is god’s way of telling you it’s meant to be

the only time you’ve really talk to him is during the parent-teacher conference and even theN you can barely get a word in because emma’s a little chatterbox (one time she almost let it slip that ‘mommy dressed extra pretty for you!’ and you were literally about to pounce on your child in the middle of a classroom)

he’s really sweet n nice and when he smiles that boxY grin you can’t help but smile aNd he’s endearingly dorky and super charming aND funny and he’s so good with the kids and OH my god his voice is like..,., silky smooth dark chocolate.,,.,. rich caramel.,, that u want to driZZLE all over your BODY

okay no R-rated thoughts when there are children present

don’t be weird

since he’s your kid’s teacher you’re not sure if that’s even allowed

the whole parents dating teachers thing

anyways

he looks so soft today

he’s wearing a crisp button up with a pair of jeans

he obviously let the kids mess with his hair because he has a little sproUT in his hair

and you’re pretty sure you have a glasses kink because you’ve never felt this way when seeing someone with their glasses sitting on the top of their head

“hi, yeah, that’s me- i mean, that’s not me, but that’s my child- you know what i mean” you blow a strand of hair away from your face before adjusting your backpack with a sheepish grin

woW what the hell was that lol

taehyung presses his lips together to keep himself from bursting into chuckles

you’re so awkward sometimes but he supposes that’s just part of your charm

he wants to tell you you look real cute in your periwinkle sweater

and it’s endearing how the laces on your converse shoes are undone

no doubt from your frantic running down the hallway (he notices everything)

but of course he has to keep it professional because you are the parent of one of his students it doesn’t matTer that you’re the same age as him and that he’s very very very veRY attracted to you

“hi miss y/l/n.” taehyung smiles kindly before ticking next to your name on the clipboard “emma’ll be ready in a minute! we did finger-painting today so the kids are taking a little longer to wash up. how was your day?” he suddenly remembers the little ponYTAIL in his hair and he yanks the hair tie off quickly

“oh, y’know, the usual. it’s not super exciting having to keep studying after four whole years of studying.” you snort before pulling your own hair tie from your ponytail and letting your hair down

“i admire that! education is important.” taehyung hums

your hair looks so soft

it probably smells good too

o god he’s being creepy stop being creepy

“i suppose you’re right. what else happened…uh… had a really good caramel macchiato and a mediocre turkey sandwich for lunch-“

“mommy!” you snap out of your little trance when emma suddenly ziPs out of the classroom

her little backpack bounces against her back

“hi baby!” you grin and swoOp down to scoop her up into your arms

you smoosh kisses against her chubby cheek while she giggles away before you plop her back down onto the ground

it takes everything within taehyung not to mELT into the ground because even tho he sees you do that basically every day it never fails to turn him into a pile of mush IT’S SO CUTE

“we finger-painted today!” she cheers and holds her paper up for you to look at

“yeah, mr kim was just telling me-“

“that’s me, n that’s you, n that’s mr. kim!” she grins and points to the third figure in the painting and almost immediately bOTH yours and tae’s faces go bright red

you think you might actually be on fire right now (even tho this isn’t the first time this has hAPPENeD) ((ur referring to the time the class made play-doh people and emma made one of you and one of tae and the play-doh versions of you two are holding hands))

“oh! that’s, heh, uh, that’s nice! that’s so good, you did a good job, baby” you clear your throat and your eyes flicker over to taehyung

he tilts his head and offers you a meek smile

“will you put it up on the fridge when we go home?” she asks as you tuck it into her backpack for her before ziPping her bag up

“mhm…” you get back up onto your feet and dust your knees off “say g’bye to mr. kim”

“bye mr. kim!” emma turns around and hugs his legs

her face is like on the same level as his knees so he’s basically kneeing her and are u an awful mother if you kinda laughed at that

“goodbye, sweetheart!” he replies with the same level of enthusiasm as he gets down onto his knees so that he can give her a proper hug and she gives him a sweet lil kiss on the cheek “have a nice weekend, hm?” his eyes flicker up to you and you feel your heart skip a beat

emma pulls away from him and skips over to you “oh, and don’t forget to tie your laces, emma.” taehyung hums as he gets back up onto his feet

you look down because you remember putting emma in slip-on converse this morning not-

“he means you, mama.” emma not-so-subtly whispers and you look down at your undone laces before looking back up at taehyung who’s looking very amused at the moment

there it is again

that fuzzy feeling in your stuPid heart

u know what

you have to get over it because it’s never going to happen

you’re an adult

you can get over it fine you’ll be finE

this is just a silly little crush

“how do you feel about spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner?” you clutch emma’s little hand in yours as you guys make your way down the empty hallway

look

spaghetti is the only thing you’re actually reaLLy good at making okAY

obviously you feed your child other things,,,.., she likes kimchi fried rice with chunks of spam,,.,. a refreshing greek salad,,.. peanut butter (beanut putter) and jelly sandwiches,.,., sometimes a little fruit salad,,.,.

“yummy! with extra cheese?”

“it wouldn’t be as yummy without the extra cheese… but we obviously have to go to our usual place to get a hot chocolate first…” you’re rambling on and on about hot chocolate but emma isn’t really paying attention

because she has concocted a sneaky plan in that tiny brain of hers

she knows you like mr. kim

and she’s positive mr. kim likes you back

you always get so red around him

and he always gets so red around you

and red is the colour of love

which means that you must love mr. kim and mr. kim must love you

and she’s been trying her hardest to try and get you guys to hold hands or touch butts or whatever it is grown-ups do to prove they love each other

but each time she does something she’s never successful!!!

she tried to tell mr. kim about you dressing extra pretty for him but you smacked a hand over her mouth before she could get it out

she made a play-doh mommy and a play-doh mr. kim and presented them proudly to you and mr. kim and the both of you just laUGHED in hER FACE

do you people think she’s just a SIMPLE F O O L

and she has to admit the painting of you and her and mr. kim is probably one of her weaker moves but it’s better than nothing

and u know what

she just wants you to be happy

because she loves you a lot

and you’re a good mommy

and good mommies deserve to be happy

and from what she knows

mommies need daddies (sometimes mommies can be with other mommies!!!)

but yOU, specifically

you need a daddy

and mr. kim is the perfect fit!!! she likes mr. kim a lot

he’s always really nice to her and he lets her braid his hair and he gives her candies and kisses her cheeks

this next part is all part of her evil plan and she’s positive that this time something will happen

all of her peers (including herself) have their own cubbies in the classroom

emma purposely left her snack box in there so that you’d have a reason to go back

AND she left a little note in there for you and (hopefully) mr. kim to read

emma is your child after all

meaning she’s a very verY clever girl

she just has to wait for the right time.,.,.

and the right time is noW

“mommy, my snack box is still in the classroom!!” emma stops in her tracks and you nod before pointing to the direction of the classroom

“go ahead, go get it”

“but i need to pee.” she squeezes her legs together and makes a face of discomfort “you need to get the snack box, mommy”

“i-“ you look back at the closed door of the classroom “mommy can wait for you to finish peeing and then you can go-“

“no, no, you need to go get it i need to pEE” the next thing you know she’s spRInting towards the washroom and you’re left standing in the middle of the hallway with question marks floating around your head

what in the hickory ham is going on

“gO GET MY SNACK BOX MOMMY” you hear her voice echo from the washroom

“alRIght alright” you snort before turning and heading back to the classroom

you don’t know why you’re suddenly so nervous

you’re retrieving your daughter’s snack box from her super attractive teacher that you definitely have a crush on there’s nothing to be nervous about

hi tae! emma left the ol’ snack box up in here!

whaddup mr. kim! mind if i just pOP right in??

yo Yo yOOoo have u seen a purple box anywhere?? because it belongs to emma and i need it

o god

all of these options are terrible

you need more time to rehearse your lines-

you’re about to reach up to knock on the door when suddenly it swiNgs right open and you stumble back in surprise

“oh shit!” taehyung reaches out and grabs onto your waist before you can fall flat on your aSS and you let out a squeak

in the midst of your almost-fall you’d grabbed onto his bicep and now.,.., he has an arm…, wrapped around your waist.,., while you have one hand on his bicep and one hand curled around the nape of his neck.,,,..,.,

the two of you snap out of your respective trances when you hear a door open down the hallway and you immediately leT GO of each other

also tae was right ur hair does smell really nice

“hi. sorry about that! i was on my way to the washroom and i didn’t know you were outside…” he clears his throat and prays to god he’s not as red as a tomato right now

“no, no! it was my bad, i’m sorry.” you reach up and scratch the back of your neck “i, uh, emma said she left her snack box in here.” you breathe out

“oh, uh, come in! i’ll help you search for it. it’s probably in her cubby. she’s always leaving things in there.” taehyung falls back into his ‘mr. kim’ persona as he leads you towards the cubbies in the back “let’s see… emma… here~” he bends down and you follow suit

oh my go d he even smells good is this aLLOWed

you perk up when you spot emma’s box

“hey, you’re right! here it is-“ you reach in and grab the box but you’re surprise when you notice the piece of paper stuck to the back of it

it’s an A4 piece of paper with a little card stuck to it and a note written in crayon on it

you recognise the card

it’s the business card of that little cafe you take emma to every friday after school

the one that you’re supposed to take her to right noW

‘mommy’s faveriate drink is karomal makkiatoe and mr. kim’s faverieote drink is hot chalklate’

“huh.” both you and tae are kinda just staring at the note

the gears are click-click-clicking away in both your guys’ heads

and then it hits the both of you at the same time

oh.

taehyung isn’t typically a ballsy guy but like

he’s feeling vEry brave all of a sudden

“can i take you out sometime?” he blurts out and your eyes widen in surprise

well

you certainly weren’t expecting that

the both of you get back up onto your feet and you tuck emma’s box into your backpack

your cheeks flare up and you let out a little chuckle before scratching the back of your neck “i… uh…”

“i mean, don’t feel pressured to say yes just because i’m emma’s teacher!” taehyung stammers “i just, y’know, i don’t want to overstep here but i think you’re a very beautiful woman and-“

“i would love to.” you clear your throat and take your bottom lip in between your teeth “yeah, i would love to. actually, uh- emma and i, we usually go to this cafe every friday - if you’re free right now, maybe you can come and join us?” you rub your slighTLy damp hands on the back of your jeans and taehyung immediately lightS up and nods quickly

“i would love that. yeah, just… just gimme a second to clean up real quick! i’ll meet you and emma outside?”

“great! yeah, totally. she’s just.. she’s peeing right now so i should probably go check and see that she hasn’t flushed herself down the toilet or anything” you joke as you make your way towards the door and tae splits off to head to his desk “i’ll see you outside!”

you shut the door behind you and you have to quickly press yourself against the wall and you nearly bite your bottom lip off to keep yourself from screaming

your heart is going a million miles an hour and there are butterflies just having a raVE in your stomach

as soon as you leave the room taehyung pumps a fiST into the air in victory because Y E S HE DID IT

“did you find my box?” emma’s sitting outside the washroom as you approach her and you raise a brow before nodding

“mhm.” she gets up and grabs onto your hand before looking back at the classroom door

huh

did her plan not work

she knows she’s not supposed to say bad words but what the h*ck

she really thought her plan would work!!!!

“mr. kim’s joining us for hot chocolate today, by the way. hope you don’t mind.” you add casually and a cheshire-cat grin takes over emma’s face

the whole time you and emma and tae are at the cafe emma can’t help but feel proud of herself

you and mr. kim are sitting very vEry close to each other in your booth chatting away while she sits opposite of you two quietly nibbling at a scone and taking small sips of her hot chocolate

S U C C E S S has never tasted so good

luckily enough emma’s ballet class was cancelled today and you secretly thank the gods above because you’re having a really nice time with taehyung and it would have been a big ol bummer to have to leave early

he’s so sweet and considerate and he’s a really good listener

and he’s sO funny and super dorky in the best way possible

“oh my gosh, don’t even get me started on nap time. i love watching the kids sleep!” he pauses and his eyes widen “i promise i wasn’t trying to make that as creepy as it came out… they’re just so cute when they sleep!!! …okay, yeah, that still sounded creepy.”

you’re having so much fun with tae you’ve barely paid any attention to emma which is totally fine to her because she wanTs you and mr. kim to talk more

it’s just

emma gets pretty sleepy after a good snack or meal

sometimes she falls asleep halfway through eating (she used to do that a lot when she was a baby) ((one time she fell face flat into a bowl of mushy peas))

and the blueberry scone paired with the hot chocolate.,., that was a good snack,,..,

“oh my gosh, look at the time-“ your eyes widen when you realise it’s literally almost seven o’clock

you turn to look at emma and immediately stifle a laugh when you realize what’s happened

she fell asleep

her mouth is agape and there are a couple crumbs dusting her bottom lip

she only finished half her scone and she’s griPPing the other half in her tiny hand

you scrunch your nose and turn back to face tae “em and i should probably head home…”

it sucks because it’s still pretty early and u really really wanna keep hanging out with tae but,,.,.

“yeah, don’t worry about it!” tae nods understandingly and dusts his hands off before sliding out of the booth “i’ll help carry her to the car.”

“thank you for treating us to the hot chocolates and scones, by the way.” you hold the door open for tae as he steps outside with emma in his arms

she has her arms wrapped around his neck and her chin propped up on his shoulder

she still has a death grip on that scone

“of course! don’t worry about it.” taehyung hums and follows you to your car parked all the way at the end of the parking lot “by the way - did emma get you to sign the parental form for the trip to the aquarium?”

“she woke me up this morning by shaking it in my face.” you laugh lightly and open the door for tae “i’ll sign it tonight so she can hand it in tomorrow. oh, the car seat’s a little tricky so you can just plop emma in it and i’ll take care of the-“

click

clack

zip

snap

taehyung buckles emma in eaSILy and you’re genuinely taken aback by how quickly he did that

usually it takes you like five minutes to attach the one on her chest

and uh,,.., you’re pretty sure watching him being able to smoothly operate a child’s car seat isn’t supposed to be hot,.,. but dat shit was kinda hot

“sorry about that. what were you saying?” taehyung pulls away and closes the car door shut gently

“uh,.., i was just talking about that aquarium field trip form.” you clear your throat and resist the urge to fan your face

“ah, right! i’ve been meaning to ask - would you maybe be interested in being a chaperone for that field trip? we already have a couple parents who have signed up, but,.., i don’t know, i thought maybe it’d be fun to,.,”

okay taehyung has no idea how to word this

he just wants u to be a chaperone as a sneaky excuse to spend more time with you lol

“emma actually tricked me into signing up to become a chaperone, so unfortunately, you will be stuck with me for like six hours straight.” you smile and punch tae’s arm lightly

“sounds like a rough time but i’m sure i’ll be able to soldier through it.” he teases and raises a perfectly arched brow

a moment of silence goes by and all that can be heard is the slight buzzing from the cafe’s neon OPEN sign along with the faint chirping of crickets

“so, miss y/l/n.” tae clears his throat “can i put you down in charge of sandwiches and juice boxes?”

“sounds good, mr. kim.” you playfully resort back to your proFesSional names and you both stand up a little straighter before bursting into giggles

you don’t know what it is

maybe it’s because tae’s the first guy in a while you actually genuinely romantically like

maybe it’s because it makes you happy knowing that emma adores him and he adores emma

maybe it’s because within a couple of hours he’s successfully wormed his way into your heart because he’s so warm and kind and caring

but you have an overwhelming urge to just-

ᵖᵉᵏ

you surprise yourself when you lean in to plant a tiny kiss on taehyung’s cheek

his eyes widen and his cheeks flush in surprise

he reaches up to adjust his square-framed glasses before letting out a small chuckle “i look forward to seeing you tomorrow morning, miss y/l/n.”

taehyung drives home that night with a megawatt smile on his face

anyone who passed by probably thought he was a maniac but he doesn’t care!!!!!!!

you kissed him on the cheek!!!!!!

he’s a maniac in love!!!!!!!!

you’re not any better

once you park the car in the driveway you let out a breath and then a little squeal and punch the horn compLetely forgetting that emma was still snoozing away in the back

emma peels one eye open to look at you and you lock gazes in the mirror

she immediately squeezes her eyes shut

you turn around and gawk at her “how long have you been awake for?”

“long enough 2 know dat u kissed mr kim on the cheek” she replies with her eyes still shut

goD

she really is a sneaky little bugger

“come on, mama - let’s go see your boyfriend!!!!” emma drags you down the hallway and you nearly stumble over your feet

“he’s not- mr kim is noT mommy’s boyfriend-“

“okay.,,.” emma pauses for a split second before her face lights up again “let’s go see your daddy!!!”

you choke

“that’s nOT ANY BETTER-“

surprisingly enough you made it a liTTle bit before eight o’clock when usually you always buSt in through the doors at like 8:05

the other parents are dropping their kids off for the day and it’s safe to say that this is the first time you’ve seen yoongi in the morning

he has a little bit of bedhead but

his tie is nice and neat as per usual

“good morning, yoongi! morning, hwayoung!!” you chirp and offer him a smile before reaching down to pat hwayoung’s head

“morning, y/n. morning, emma.” he smiles back at you before turning his head and letting out a small yawn

“good morning, hwayoung n hwayoung’s dad!!!” emma grins and bounces up and down on her feet

“morning, emma n emma’s mama.” hwayoung hums sleepily and reaches up to rub at her eyes whilst leaning against yoongi

huh

like father like daughter

“min hwayoung?”

you turn your head when you hear tae’s rich baritone voice

somehow it’s even 𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 in the morning

“alright, in you go. i’ll see you after school, chunky monkey.” yoongi bends down and gives hwayoung a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before she’s scurrying off to the classroom. “goodbye, y/n. i’ll see you after school as well.” he pats your arm and you laugh lightly before saying goodbye and moving aside to let him through

“emma y/l/n?”

you’re about to sWEep emma up and smoosh kisses all over her face then say goodbye but she grabs your hand and vEry aggressively drags you through the crowd of parents and her peers “emma, what are you-“

“good morning, mr. kim!” emma greets brightly and taehyung looks surprised to see you here because usually he just sees the kid in the morning and not the kid’s parent

“ah, good morning, emma! morning, miss y/l/n.” he smiles shyly before ticking next to emma’s name

“good morning, mr. kim…” you trail off and reach up to scratch the back of your neck

it’s probably because u don’t have any coffee in your system yet but you can’t think of anything else to say

and for a second taehyung forgets that he’s literally in the middle of his job and he has like ten other kids to take care of

“mama, don’t you have something for mr. kim?” emma tugs on your hand and you look down at her before furrowing your brows and shaking your head

“no, i do-“

“yes, you do!” she moves behind you and unZips the front pocket of your backpack and you let out a sQuawk when she yanks you down slightly “here!” emma pulls a shiny red apple out of your bag and hands it to you

you take it from her and raise a brow “i didn’t-“

“you packed this this morning, remember? to give to mr. kim?” she blinks and squeezes her eyes shut before opening them as wide as possible

.,,.is she trying to wink at you?

you’re going to have to teach her how to wink proper- oHHHHHh

“right! i… did! i did pack- here you go, tae- mr. kim.” you smile sheepishly and hand him the red apple

goD

now you feel like a tiny little teacher’s pet because none of the other parents ever bring tae apples and apparently you bring him apples now!!!

“thank you!” taehyung laughs lightly “that’s very sweet of you, miss y/l/n.”

you feel like your entire face is redder than the damn apple “uh, anyWays! em, i will see you later.” you pat the top of her head before nudging her into the room

“bye, mama!”

you glance back at tae “and i will also.,., see u later.,.”

woWie

what an interesting start to the day

“i don’t know how she managed to sneak an apple into my backpack without me noticing.” you slam the car door shut and jin laughs a little and shuts his door

you fling your backpack over your shoulder and jin hands you the takeaway cup of hot chocolate

sometimes you pick jin up from his place after you drop emma off at school just because it’s on the way and jin says he would rather dunk himself in boiling water than go on public transport at 8:30 in the morning

he makes it up to you by paying for the starbucks drivethru drinks

“she’s probably picking it up from me. i am super smooth, after all”

you snort immediately “oh, right, like that one time you- shit!”

“okay firSt of all i would NEVER defecate in public-“

“no, i’m not talking about you, you weirdo!” you scowl before unlocking your car and opening up the passenger seat door “emma left her lunch bag in here…”

jin checks the time on his watch “if you go back and drop it off you’ll only be… twenty-ish minutes late to class? don’t worry, i’ll catch you up on anything that’s important.”

“thAnk you so much you beautiful man-“

seokin gasps and purses his lips “so you ADMIT it you think i’m-“

“oh my god not noW-“ you hop into the driver’s seat and fling your backpack to the front seat before shoving the key into the ignition

you bought one of those fancy sandwich cutters and emma’s peanut butter and jelly sandwich is shaped like a butterfly today and you’ll be daMNed if she doesn’t get a chance to show it off to her classmates

you parked the car hastily so it’s kind of crooked but it’s fiNE

your sneakers squeak against the linoleum as you make your way down the familiar hallway

and you heaR the chorus of kids singing coming from tae’s classroom

you even hear tae singing along

“five little ducks went out one day, over the hill and far away, mother duck said quack quack quack quack, but only four little ducks came back-“

you peek into the room a little and giggle lightly when you see tae wiggling his arms and shaking his butt like a little duckling

how precious!!!!!!!

:’-)

u hate to interrupt the fun morning song but you really gotta get the heCk out of here and go back to class

you already hate that you might be missing 20 minutes of class so you’re trying to minimiZe those minutes as much as possible

you give the bright red door a couple knocks and shoot everyone a sheepish smile when the entire class and tae turn to look at who’s at the door

taehyung tells the kids to busy themselves with the duck song before he excuses himself

“hey!” he steps out of the room and shuts the door behind him “what’s up?”

“hey… emma left her lunch bag in the car so i figured i’d drive back and drop it off so it doesn’t look like i’m a negligent mother.” you joke before holding it out for him to take

“the girl loves her beanut putter sandwiches, doesn’t she?” taehyung takes the bag from you and shakes it gently

he only knows that because she has it for lunch like every day and she’s always showing it off to her friends because ‘my mommy cuts mY sandwiches into hearts because she loves me!!!!!!!!!’

“i keep telling her it’s peanut butter and not beanut putter… i think she knows the difference but she’s just doing it because she’s a little joker.” you snort and look down at the takeaway cup in your hand

you feel bad for interrupting the class so- “oh, before i forget! i brought a hot chocolate for you. it’s from starbucks so you know it haS to be good-“

“first an apple, then a starbucks hot chocolate?” taehyung beams and takes it from you “if i didn’t know any better, it’d seem like you were buttering me up or something…”

“ah, was it really that obvious?” you tease back

a beat of silence goes by

the both of you are now fully aware that there is a mutual attraction here

the unfortunate thing is that you’re both still big ol wuSSIes

taehyung wants to ask you out on a proper date.,.,. which he did yesterday!! but then you kinD of asked him if he wanted to join you and em for hot cocoa and scones??

and he kinda wants to take you out on a date that perhaps doEsn’t include emma.,,. no offence to her, of course!

he just wants some alone time with u

“so… yesterday was nice!”

almost instantly your cheeks flush and you let out a light laugh “yeah, it really was…”

well

he has you alone

so he might as well go for it agaIN

taehyung clears his throat “hey, so… i don’t know if it wasn’t clear yesterday, but i… would you want to go out on a date with me? like, a proper one?”

“you mean yesterday wasn’t a proper date?” your brows knit together and taehyung automatically enters pANIC mode

“n-no, not at all! i kinda meant l-like, ah, i don’t know, maybe this isn’t a good-“

“tae-“ you reach over and pinch his arm gently “i’m kidding. i would… love to go out on a proper date with you.”

taehyung lights up immediately and nods quickly “how does tonight sound? i overheard emma and hwayoung talking about their sleepover tonight, but if you’re busy we can totally find another time to-“

“tonight’s fine! tonight’s good.” you nod and smile at him

taehyung’s heart skips a beat

he doesn’t know why he’s so nervous and stuttery around you

“i can come pick you up at your place since i know where you live-“ oH gOd okay reel it back “-bECAUSE it’s on the registry-“

“sounds good! you can text me what the plans are after class today so that i’ll know what to wear-“

ᵖᵉᵏ

your lashes flutter when taehyung leans forward and kisses your cheek just like you did to him last night

you unintentionally let out a little gasp and reach up to brush your fingers over your reddening cheek “mr. kim! keep it professional…” there’s a playful glint behind your eyes and taehyung can’t help but snort and roll his eyes playfully “besides - it looks like we have an audience.”

he glances over his shoulder and sure enough all the kids are squiShed up against the window in the door to sneak a peek at mr. kim and emma’s mom

“…scATTER-!“ you hear emma and you can’t help but laugh at the sight of the kids panicking and heading back to their spots

you open your mouth to speak

and then it happens

“mr. kim and emma’s mom, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-s,,,,..,,e?,,.i…a!!! i..?” the song trails off into unsure mumbles because none of the kids know how to spell kissing yet and you let out a groan and reach up to cover your face

taehyung stifles a laugh and shakes his head

“i think that’s my cue to leave” you kiss your teeth and point towards the hallway

“you’re going to leave me here to face the merciless teasing of all those kids by myself?!” taehyung gawks at you before turning to look into the classroom where all the kids are huddled by the whiteboard trying to figure out how to spell kissing as if it was some biG ol conspiracy theory

so far they have ‘khisign’ and ‘keccing’ and.,., one kid wrote down ‘kitten’

huh

maybe he should replace morning singing with morning spelling from now on

“i’ll make it up to you, mr. kim!” you’re already hALfway down the hall and taehyung’s heart goes bAbumP when you blow him a kiss

“i’m holding you to that promise, miss y/l/n!”

ah, yes.

to be young and in love.

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sept-dix · 6 years

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strawberry taco

summary: you work at a taco store next to the milkshake place at which guanlin works and every day you two take a break at the same time a/n: not requested, i’m just writing it bc i feel like it heh (i am aware that this is a really shitty title & i am profoundly sorry for that)

you’ve had your job at the taco place for quite a long time now

long enough that you should be able to remember all the employees in that tiny milkshake place right next door

but somehow, when you take your usual lunch break at 1pm one day, you realise that the milkshake employee who’s sitting beside you at the empty strip behind both stores is someone you’ve never seen before

it’s a tall and lanky guy who admittedly has pretty good skin and commendably doe-like eyes but nonetheless it’s someone you’ve never seen before

“hey, do you work at the milkshake place?”

tbh it’s a pretty dumb question to ask bc he’s already wearing the uniform which is a clear sign that yes, he does work there, but you need a conversation starter

he looks up at you mid-bite into the taco he’s eating

“yeah, i just started yesterday”

“ah, that makes sense. i was wondering how come i’ve never seen you before!”

“ah, well, yeah. i’m new”

you don’t reply bc you don’t really know what to say next

so you two just continue eating your lunch in silence and he makes sure to say bye to you once he’s done and going back to work

when guanlin re-enters his store it’s with a newfound energy

not bc he’s just had lunch although that could be a contributory factor

but bc he’s just met you!!!

tbh he’s barely worked for 2 days at this milkshake place but he’s already had such a boring time

like the place is so small that they only need one employee per shift

meaning that he’s alone all the time, which does mean that he can do whatever he wants but it also means that it’s no fun

in fact he’d wanted to work at your taco place instead bc if he had to spend time making other people food to make some money then he was determined to spend that time making food he actually likes

so that he can get that employee discount lol

but oh well your place didn’t need more employees so he ended up at the milkshake place instead

he’s almost resigned to his fate of boring work but now!! he’s met you

ok you guys didn’t talk a whole lot but you had shown signs of friend potential

and well

you’re pretty

guanlin is a simple boy and a pretty employee from the place next door who takes lunch break at the same time as him and is willing to talk to him makes him happy

so the next day, guanlin himself makes a bigger effort to talk to you

there you guys are just like the day before, sitting about a metre away from each other and silently eating your own meals when he talks to you

“so, you been working at the taco place for long?”

“yeah, it’s been around 2 years i think”

“oh that’s nice”

“yeah”

...

c’mon guanlin it’s barely been 14 seconds you need to do more

“so, i’m guanlin’

“oh hey, i’m y/n”

“yknow i actually wanted to work at your taco place bc i love taco but you guys didn’t need anymore people”

“omg are you for real? i wanted to work at the milkshake place bc i love milkshake but you guys were the ones who didn’t need me 2 yrs ago!! wow that’s funny”

“ah, which is your favourite milkshake?”

“strawberry, why?”

“nothing, i was just curious”

just then it’s time for you to get back to work so you say bye to him and get up and leave

and so does guanlin after a while

the next time you guys meet at the back during your lunch breaks, you notice that guanlin is holding a milkshake in his hand

a strawberry milkshake, to be specific

and after eating your lunches in relative silence that day, guanlin just says bye to you and leaves after he’s done with his food

tbh you’re kinda disappointed bc you were looking forward to getting to know him better but oh well

but just as you are about to finish up and head back in, you notice that he has left the strawberry milkshake by your side

it’s still full and it has a small note scribbled on it’s cover

“since this is your fav”

wow!!?!!? is he rlly giving you free milkshake???? that’s too sweet of him

so of course you’re not gonna let him be nice all on his own

you know that sometimes he gets a taco from your place when he ends his shift next door

so you ask your coworker who’s working the counter to take specific note of what he orders

and your coworker gives you a dirty look but does it anyway lol

so the next time you two have lunch break together, you bring out an extra taco for him

unfortunately you realise the flaws in your plan too late into the game

first of all he already has lunch lol that’s the only reason he would even meet you back here - to eat the lunch he has already acquired

and second of all you couldn’t just leave the taco there when you left hoping for him to see it and take it

bc even if he did when would he eat it? he’d be too full if he had to eat it right after lunch and it would get soggy if he waited any longer

dammit

but it’s too late for you to do anything bc as you’re sitting there frozen trying to come up with a better plan on the spot, guanlin walks out of the milkshake place’s backdoor and takes his usual seat a metre away from you

and you just look at him

and he looks at you

and he looks down at the extra taco in your hand

and he looks back up at you

“what’s that?”

so you just come clean

“i just wanted to pay you back for that milkshake yesterday with this taco but now that you’re here i think i’m realising that you already have something to eat so i’m not reall-”

“oh, nice. thanks!” he simply says that and takes the taco right out of your hand

“oh wow this is what i always order! how did u know”

“haha well, lucky guess”

somehow all the flaws in your plan magically corrected themselves

lucky you

guanlin got super happy after that yknow bc you aren’t just pretty

you’re also so nice and sweet

and cute

the fact that you thought to give him a taco in return was adorable

and he’s happy

like i said, guanlin is a simple guy

so the next time you two have lunch together, he leaves another strawberry milkshake in his wake

just the sight of it is enough to make you anxious bc now you have to think of a way to pay him back for being so nice to you all the time

but as you get closer to it you realise there’s another note scribbled on the lid

“swing by at 5 later if you’re free”

for why?? is he gonna give you another free milkshake lol

nonetheless you just accept it and once your shift ends at 5 you pack up and make your way into the milkshake store

only to see guanlin packing up and handing over the store to the next employee

wow nice coincidence that you guys end work at the same time

“so, i thought you were gonna give me another free drink but seeing as how you’re no longer on that side of the counter i take it that’s not the case?”

you’ve never stood right beside him and now that you are doing that you realise how tall he is as he smiles down at you

“well, you are kind of right”

“so you are giving me another free milkshake? you can’t keep doing this yknow i’ll get fat”

“it doesn’t have to be a milkshake but i was hoping i could buy you some other drink? you pick the place”

it takes you a moment but you understand what he’s saying soon enough

“... and would that be you asking me out on a date?”

“only if that’s okay with you!”

and oh boy of course you say yes bc guanlin is as sweet as the free strawberry milkshakes he gives you

thank u for reading, as always ur thoughts are welcome and appreciated!! <3

ps requests are open

#wanna one #wanna one scenarios #wanna one imagines #lai guanlin #lai guanlin scenarios #produce 101 #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 scenarios #p101 #p101 s2 #lai guanlin imagines

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kasiopeiae · 7 years

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hiya hiya i have a v important q for you, water ur fav fics you've ever read, like they truly fucked u up for LIFE ps i love you

omg ok 10 years later, but here we go. under a cut because i can’t shut up. ps i love you too 💕

I have to start by mentioning the first thing I ever read on tumblr (and the first blog I ever followed) because @permanentcross truly inspired me and gave me the confidence to start writing on here. I don’t think there’s a piece of hers I haven’t read (and loved), but my absolute most favorite is the It’s About Balance series. It’s just so wonderful and so unique, and I love teenage dirt bag Harold. So thank you, E! I literally would not be here without you and your writing.

As an English major and an overexcited Shakespeare fanatic, @hardliquorhaz‘s Shakespeare series literally tics every box for me–the writing quality is superb, it’s angsty angsty angsty, an extra layer has been added to typical Frat Harry, and wow oh wow I love it. Thank you for creating a story that I can fully lose myself in, Laney!

There’s so much to pick from on @stylesunchained‘s masterlist, and if I have to pick just one, it’d definitely be Snowstorm. Snow is my favorite. Harry is my favorite. Of course I want to be stuck in a snow storm with him. Thank you, B, for somehow always knowing and exploiting every single kink I have.

I used to say Ruin You was my favorite @aqua-harry fic (and it still holds a very special place in my…heart 😂), but Sarah truly, truly knocked it out of the park with Nine Months. That means a lot coming from me because I typically avoid pregnancy/dad!harold fics like the plague (because I, myself, am a baby and having a child frightens me), yet there I was after reading telling Sarah how she made me want to have a baby (and I think I kinda, really meant it which is terrifying). Thank you, Sarah, for writing a piece so beautiful (and fun!) that it actually made me reconsider and look at my own life differently.

Now I’ve only just started Bloom by @roseonhissleeve but I am not afraid to add it to this list because I am H O O K E D. I’m not quite sure how this one slipped pass me for so long, but I’m so glad I can binge it all now. I’ve always wanted to work in a flower shop (even if I’m dreadful at keeping plants alive), so thank you, Yeli, for writing something that allows me to indulge myself in that fantasy!

I don’t always navigate toward fluff, but every once and a while there’s a fluffy piece that sneaks up on me that turns me into cuddly mush, and that would be the Meet Me series by @bribe-the-door. It’s just so sweet and Harry totally would be that kind of roommate–I can feel it in my bones. Thank you, Hannah, for melting my heart with roommate Harry.

You guys probably noticed a couple of weeks ago when I practically lit myself on fire after reading @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy‘s Fixer Upper and oh my god, I’m STILL not over it! I want to get an oil change from Mechanic Harry, fuck I’ll crash my car if it means he’ll work on it! So thanks a lot, Andrea, my car lives in perpetual fear since you’ve filled my mind with those thoughts!

There are a lot of reasons why I love Harry’s a Pilates Teacher and He Likes Bambi. A lot. by @cuddlemusclestyles. I mean, it’s a bit of a slow burn, conjures images of Harry working out, got some killer smut, and y/n is getting a Masters in Astrophysics–sign me the fuck UP. Thank you, Emma, for sprinkling in extra tidbits that give your characters such life.

Again, another one I’ve just started, but I enjoyed @oh-styles‘s Something About A Feeling so incredibly much and it’s still with me. I’m a sucker for structure, and absolutely loved the counting aspect–it reeled me in and I’m so ready to continue reading. Thank you, Nic, for writing a side of Harry that’s not often explored.

I think I’ve gushed about @inwhichitrytowritesomething‘s The trick is not to ask too many questions but I’m not lying when I say I read it at least once a week. It’s so well-written, I love the fact that we’re dropped in the middle of their relationship and leave in the middle. One of my favorite things about writing and reading is getting a glimpse into characters’ lives and nothing more. It’s also really fucking hot, so thank you, Romy, for scorching me with it (and on a daily basis, really).

If you can’t tell, I also love a good series. Snog Me Senseless by @whoopsharrystyles is impossibly cute (and pretty hot). It’s incredibly sweet, I love how caring Harry is, and how much character development occurs. Thank you so much for giving me a series that lets me rewrite some of my own college experiences.

Walk of Shame by @berrynarrybanana is the best meet cute I’ve ever read, seen, heard about, it’s FANTASTIC. I want to know more about the diner, what happens with her and Harry, what their world is like. It’s just so much fun, so thank you, Kacie.

I never thought I’d be into the twin thing, but @johnlennon-harrystyles The Styles Twins has got me burning up. I’m caught between Marcel and his stoic nature, and Harry and his cheeky ways. Thank you for sharing such creativity, Van!

It’s only just started, but I already love @islareeveswriting‘s new mini fic White Houses. Who doesn’t love summer romance, especially with Harry? It’s reminiscent of all the fun, sexy summer books I used to read, so thank you, Isla, for sharing such wonderful characters in a beautiful setting.

As I’ve said, fluff isn’t always my thing, but @stylishmuser has always, always succeeded in turning me into mush. She has something for everything, and it’s hard to choose a favorite, but I think it’s Caught. I love protective Harry and his sixth sense, so thank you for writing him so well, Palak.

#fic rec #i love you all #i'm sorry brevity is not in my dictionary

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msyoonji · 7 years

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One Condition(m)

Summary: You and Jimin have a perfectly-normal-good sex life, so you can’t really understand his need to explore further….whatever, two can play at that game. Looks like there won’t be much sleeping going on tonight.

Genre: A lil fluff/ lotta smut/ and hopefully I can make u giggle

Word count: 3,038

Warnings: Face sitting/ Breathplay (~light~Choking)…sorry mom

A/n: This is the FIRST EVER fic I felt comfortable releasing! I’m so super excited to share this w/ you guys and I hope u enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed making it:’’) . ps. this one for my chubby hoes or for my cuties w a lil more meat on ur thighs. jimin luvs u n so do i 💖💖💖

“Baby pls"

“No”

“But- ”

“I said no”

You and jimin are currently laying in bed in your shared apartment, you’re flipping through a magazine in the biggest one of jimin’s t-shirts you could find while he begs you for…something, you can’t remember.

“Can’t we at least talk about it!?” He says exasperatedly

“No”

“Y/n! Do you even remember what we’re talking about??”

Shit. Caught.

“I-um”

“Y/n!”

“Ok I might not be able to remember, but who cares? It’s probably not good if my subconscious decided to throw the memory out!”

“Y/n please let’s just talk ok! No action or anything I just want to go over it with you!”

Oh yeah, you remember now, you tried Very hard to forget, but your boyfriend would be nothing if he wasn’t persistent.

You sigh “ok.“

“Ok? Ok! So, I know you said you didn’t want to sit on my face, but you never really gave me a reason? Don’t get me wrong you don’t have to give me a reason, but is at least something we can talk out? Is it some kind of insecurity? You know you can tell me right???”

And there it was.

Here’s the thing, it’s not that you didn’t want to sit on jimin’s face, far from it actually. You were just genuinely scared. It’s just that you’re not…small so to speak, you had meat on your bones and especially around the thigh are. You’d get to a point where you were comfortable with your body, thanks to jimin’s constant praise, but this was something else completely!

“Have you even thought about what would happen to you if I did that!?”

“Um yeah, every night before I go to bed that’s why I always disappear to the bathroom for 20 minutes”

“Are you joking??? I didn’t mean like that you nasty! Also, oh my god, this entire time I thought you were like flossing or something??”

“I mean yeah, no totally just flossing!”

“What I meant, was, what if I crush you?”

“I want that”

“No! I mean like actually crush you! Like I go to sit and your neck snaps and you DIE INSTANTLY! Imagine what they’d have to write on the cause of death section on your autopsy report!!!”

And then you heard him bust out laughing.

“HA, I think you’re the one who’s joking here! Y/n I don’t honestly think that’s physically possible but if it is, it would be an honor to die between your thighs”

“JIMIN!” You couldn’t believe him! How could he say such dirty things with such a serious face?

“Just…think about it” he was starting to get closer to the side of your face, directly over your ear. His voice dropping down and octave, to a whisper.

“You, towering over me, your pussy directly over my mouth, gravity forcing you down while you ride my tongue long enough to come all over my face.”

He comes up by now to stare directly into your eyes, his eyes flickering down to your lips every few seconds.

“ I don’t see how you could refuse such a great offer.”

By now your breathing has sped up and the light blush on your face give away how truly affected you were by Jimin’s words.

“No”

“But-!”

“Not unless…you do something I want”

"Oh. Ok sure, what is it?“

It’s your turn to smile now.

“Choke me.”

He’s heard you ask him before, almost as many times as he’s asked you, but his response was funnier every time. Jimin was not one to hide his emotions and you could see everything he was thinking by a quick look to his face.

“That’s different! I don’t want to hurt you, I could ACTUALLY kill you!”

“Oh please! You’re being so dramatic, you act like we don’t have a safe word!”

“And how are you gonna say it if I’m blocking off your windpipes?!” He counters

“Who cares! Choke me to death daddy!”

You say in a fit of giggles, not really taking this conversation seriously anymore.

And that’s what did it.

Jimin snapped and you were his only target. He wrestled you down on the bed so he was hovering over you. The magazine you were reading slid under the bed, long forgotten.

“Fine. I’ll choke you, but you have to ride my face first.”

His face completely serious now

“Wait really?”

“Yes really, now, do I have your consent and do you remember your safe word?”

“Yes and yes!”

“Alright then! Let’s do this!”

He said lying flat next to you and looking up at you expectantly.

“Wait now?”

Impatiently he props himself up on his elbows and brings his hand down to your thighs with little slapping motions signaling you to get on top.

“Yes now! What time better than the present?”

“But, wait I didn’t shave! I’m not letting you go down there right now it’s gonna feel like your French kissing a guy with a beard!”

“I’m grown ass man! I don’t care about no damn little hairs so get the fuck up here!”

He said, taking the matter into his own hands and flipping you on top of him, you let out a little surprised squeal. You always forget how strong he is but at times like this you’re rudely reminded!

You stare down at him, still a little uneasy about the situation. He takes your face in both his hands and lifts himself up until he’s only a couple centimeters away from your lips.

“It’s ok baby, we can stop at any time if you really don’t like it. all you have to do is say the word.” He looks deeply into your eyes the entire time, not blinking, and when you give him a little smile to show your readiness he brings you in for a kiss.

It starts off slow, steady, how all your kisses with jimin are. Sweet but with so much deeper meaning. As the kiss starts to deepen, You can feel his hands travel down your neck, over your shoulders, down the front of your shirt where he didn’t miss the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra with a small squeeze and down to settle at your waist. Taking his lead you bring your hands up to tangle in his soft hair.

The best part about sex with jimin was that he always put you first, he would never let you come last and if it happened by accident he would make up for it with hours of his face in between your thighs. His tongue poked out to lick at the seem of your mouth, asking for permission which was granted to him shortly after.

Jimin didn’t really care for being the dominant one in the bedroom he’d rather see you take control. But he sensed your nervousness and took the lead as your tongues swirled around in each other’s mouths. He broke apart from you shortly after, peppering kisses down the side of your face, marking a wet trail down your neck to the one spot at the junction between your neck and collarbone, where he knew you were most sensitive. Your breath picking up again, letting out a small whimper when he nips at the skin. He brings his face back up to yours again, asking if you’re ready without having to open his mouth once. You tuck your now swollen bottom lip under your teeth and give him a firm couple of nods.

He smiles at you and gives your sides small reassuring squeezes. Laying back on the bed his eyes don’t leave your body once as you get up too quickly remove your panties and shimmy your way up to put your knees on either side of his head.

“Baby girl, as sexy as it is to see you wear my clothes, would you mind taking my T-shirt off?”

With a little pout on your lips, you look down to your body and then at him. He’s staring up at you through half lidded eyes, his hands placed delicately around the front of your thighs, tickling you every time they twitch slightly.

“Do I have to?” You whisper, your nose scrunching up. Not exactly liking the thought of you body being so openly on display.

“No…but think it’ll feel much better for you if you did. Besides, I’ll be able to touch you without it getting in the way.” He says with a soft angelic smile on his face, as his left hand comes up to squeeze your breast.

“You seem like you’re doing a well enough job to me.”

He whines “baby pleeease!”

“UGH, you know what!” You say as you tear the piece of fabric off your body.

“There! Are you happy now?!”

Your hands come to cross over your fluffy tummy, suddenly much more self-conscious considering the fact that your boyfriend remains completely clothed underneath you.

His smile returns, fully baring his teeth now as he grips onto your arms and slowly peels them away. His head coming up enough to leave one small kiss on your stomach.

You can practically feel the butterflies try to erupt from within you.

Of course, this is probably the most ‘jimin’ gesture you can think of. An act of pure affection in the middle of a highly provocative scene. And you wouldn’t want it any other way. With your knees weak, you’re afraid your arousal might start dripping onto his face from it alone.

His eyes trail their way back down your body, to the one place that needs his attention the most.

Although your tummy slightly obscures your view, your eyes don’t miss the smirk that settles on his plump lips.

“Are you gonna keep smiling at my pussy like a creep or are you gonna do something??” You say getting impatient

You can hear him give you a small disbelieving chuckle at your sudden burst of confidence before you feel his tongue flatten out and lick one strip up from your hole to your pubic bone.

Taken back- even though you did ask for it- a big gust of air comes rushing out of your mouth.

He licks one more stripe before his lips come up to latch onto your clit. As he starts sucking at a steady pace, his hands come to grip on your thighs more forcefully, willing you to fully take a seat.

You’re breathing becomes labored as you stare down at him. One of your hands comes to rest on the headboard in front of you, gripping it for dear life; the other on your breast, as you begin to play with your hardening nipple.

You can feel him trying to pull you down, but you’re still conscious of not wanting to hurt him so you tense your thighs up, hoping it’ll be enough to not lose control and completely crush him.

It was a good plan. That is, until he added two fingers, crooked forward and moving quickly in and out of you. At that point, your legs completely gave up as you sunk down and your hips began rocking to their own accord. You’re eyes screw shut as your lips form into an ‘o’ shape with your brows furrowed.

Jimin, all the while, looking up at you with complete amazement. He couldn’t understand how, even at a time like this, you were simultaneously the cutest and sexiest thing alive.

His hands come up to cover yours over your breast and he begins tugging harshly on your nipples. He recalled you mentioning how much you liked it during some pillow talk the other night.

Above him, you’d turned into a whimpering mess. Panting and cursing, saying something that vaguely sounded like his name.

“Fuck, ji min, I think I’m gonna cu-fuck. I’m gonna cum.” You say rushed, you didn’t want to completely catch him off guard.

Not that he would mind.

With this new information, he flattened his tongue and let you take complete control.

With both hands now firmly gripping ahead on the headrest, You rocked your hips back and forth three times before you could feel tingling travel to every nerve ending in your body. You yelled out his name at the same time as your body stopped moving all together and you felt your orgasm wrack over you, your body shaking sporadically from the aftershock.

With your chest still heaving up and down you managed to move down to sit on his chest.

Your arms come down to your sides and he immediately intertwines his fingers in yours. As you open your eyes you’re met with a smile so big his eyes squint into crescent moons. Your arousal shining all over the lower half of his face.

“So-” he says, tongue darting out to lick his lips.

“how was that?”

You give him the most unamused face possible before sliding down to straddle his hips and leaning in to press a kiss to his sticky lips.

You grind your hips down to press into his erection, feeling just how affected he was.

“Doesn’t seem like I was the only one who liked it”

He just smiles again as he moves to flip you both over. With him on top now he quickly strips off his thin white T-shirt and removes the constraining confines of his boxers.

You reach down and jerk your hands over his dick while he reaches over in the nightstand to get a condom.

“Y/n please stop.”

He says his cheeks pink and eyebrows scrunched together.

This was new. Jimin was usually very vocal, he always told you how he felt, as he was feeling it. But was never this sensitive, especially not when you’ve so much as laid a finger on him.

“Did you really like that that much?” You snorted, pulling your hand away.

His breathing now picking up as he slipped the condom on and focused on aligning himself with your entrance.

He wasted no time as he filled you up, setting a steady pace from the start.

He looked at you straight in the eyes, not forgetting to answer your question.

“Bathroom. Every. Night. 20. Minutes” he said one word after each thrust, his hips slamming harder into yours as he spoke on.

Despite him reciting his words from earlier in the night, you couldn’t focus as you felt a fire starting up again in the pit of your stomach. You tilted your head back, panting out, and he dipped down to pepper kisses all over your neck.

Before you could completely forget, you reached down to grab his hand and gently place it over your neck.

He stared into your eyes again making sure you were okay before doing some soft experimental squeezes.

As you let out soft moans his eyes darted all over your face, he hadn’t realized how sexy it would be seeing you so pliant under his touch.

He didn’t care for being the dominant one in bed, but if it brought out this reaction in you, he would be sure to remember it for future use.

He had a hard enough time keeping himself together before, but determined to make you come first he held out for a little bit longer. Not trying to focus on how soft and warm you felt around him. Or how your walls began to constrict around him, squeezing him so delightfully tight.

He quickened his pace, his hand now gingerly gripping at your throat and his other hand smoothing between your bodies to your clit, moving in tight circles.

You began wriggling around, your body being overwhelmed by every part of his touch.

“Are you gonna cum for me baby girl?” His voice coming out like a whine

“Please cum for me, you look so pretty when you cum.”

With his voice now joining the mixture, the coil that was strung tight in your tummy busted loose as you felt your second orgasm consume your entire body.

He continued to grip your throat, not hard enough to hurt, but enough for your screams to come out in broken fragments.

You calmed down as he slowed his pace to deep, slow thrusts. Removing his hands from your throat he instead took a hold on your hips, this time gripping you hard enough you’d surely see fingertip shaped bruises there in the morning.

Making sure his release was just as good as both of yours were, you contracted your kegel muscles tight.

With one final deep thrust, he moaned out your name and spilled his nut all over the inside of the condom.

He laid on top of you, his forehead resting on yours as you go cross-eyed to stare at him. You’re both panting hard, faces wet with sweat and lips swollen red.

He’s the first to let out an airy giggle, you follow his lead shortly after. He slowly pulls out of you and takes the condom off, tying it at the top and tossing it in the trash by your bedroom door. He disappears through the door for a couple of minutes and comes back with a warm towel.

You’re lying in the same spot when he comes back, too tired to even blink.

He kneels in front of you and takes his time whipping you clean, carefully grazing over your sensitive bud.

When he’s done he tosses the towel on the ground, promising he’ll clean it up later, and comes to lay down next to you.

You gather up enough strength to pull the sheets over the two of you and you lay on top of his chest as his hand finds it home in your hair.

You’re just about to drift off to sleep when you hear him whisper something to you.

“You see, I told you you’d like it”

“Jimin, shut up and go to sleep, I’m tired of you.”

He chuckles, used to your sarcastic humor by now and wraps his other arm around your back hugging you tight.

His eyes finally closing you sneak a peek up at him, so what if you really liked it and wanted to do it again and again?

You wouldn’t admit it till he comes clean too!

#Jimin Smut #Jimin fluff #bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #bts texts #THANK U guys so mf much if u read #if you have ane comment or consteuctive critism to give me it would be greatly apperciated #anyway thank u again i love u angels #shay writes

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