#reliablemitten

[minisugakoobies]

Arborvitae, Yoongi or Namjoon, please 💜

I just had a few Yoongi requests, so Namjoon it is!

Arborvitae - Unchanging friendship; Watching someone you love fall in love until it’s right

Namjoon & Reader (Platonic), no warnings

“Someone’s back to see you.” 

Namjoon doesn’t look up, so you nudge him. He glances at the customer, then ducks his head. 

“They just like our caramel mocha. It is yummy.” 

You roll your eyes. Your best friend may be smart, but he can be rather obtuse sometimes. Sure, it’s delicious, but who visits a coffeehouse four times in three days? 

When the customer asks about the special, you push Namjoon towards the counter. “Time to get back out there, tiger,” you whisper, backing away before he can reply. 

As soon as the customer smiles, you know Namjoon’s a goner.

Send me a flower prompt & member(s) and I'll write you a 100 word drabble!

#flower prompt game #namjoon & reader #lovely moots #reliablemitten #asks

[shina913]

Hello! Can you tell me more about Flush! 💜

Ooh...Mitten 👀--Flush was initially going to be a one-shot until it started to get complicated as I wrote it (because I'm me 😂), so I had to put it down because I needed to finish Coquet first 😬

Anyway, it was meant to be an angsty-smutty Ex/FWB to lovers trope and my attempt at an Idol!AU. Below is a rough snippet:

******

After playing the last night of the band’s stadium tour, Namjoon picks you up from your place so you could head on over to another hotel. It was like a shell game. He needed to play it safe because he never knew who’d be watching or following him. It all came with the territory.

It was a warm summer evening, a little after midnight. You paused before sliding into the backseat next to him. “I’ll need you to take me back here tonight.”

Namjoon cocked his head to the side, looking slightly disappointed. “You won’t stay the night with me?”

You paused, leaning on the open car door–fully intent on standing your ground.

“I’d really like you to stay,” he added with a flash of his dimple.

The truth was, you really wanted to. And once, back in the day, you had dropped everything you were doing whenever he was back in town for his visits until you ended up resenting him for that. You may not have learned to stay away from him, but you’d picked up a thing or two about having a healthier relationship. “Look…let’s just keep things simple for now, okay?”

His chest lifted and fell on a deep breath. “As you wish.” With that, you climbed into the backseat of the SUV with him, shutting the passenger door.

“Can I schedule some time for you to spend with me?” He asks softly.

You sat so close to each other, thighs and elbows pressed together…but there was an unspoken distance between you. Even though you enforced it, you still wished it didn’t have to be there.

“When?” You ask him with a hint of exasperation.

“I was hoping for one more night this week and all of next weekend for sure.” They were on an extended break. The other guys would disperse and travel back to their own hometowns after a publicly-announced hiatus by the record label. He’s decided to spend the next three weeks in your area.

You nodded then glanced sideways out the window. He vaguely mentions that it was another 10 minute drive to the next hotel–giving you time to think about how the rest of tonight could go. More sex? More Namjoon? You craved both–more than you’d like to admit…and it would’ve been much nicer without so many doubts and reservations.

#shina au asks #shina wips #tag game #wip game #reliablemitten

[illneverrecover]

when u get this u have to put 5 songs 🎵 u actually listen to, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite people (Ana made me do it 🤣)

hello this is has been sitting in my ask box for 900 years apparently but tumblr just showed it to me today, bless!!

@xjoonchildx is such a bully omgggg 🤣 (jk ily)

Run BTS - BTS

Forever Drunk - Peach PRC

Vigilante Shit - Taylor Swift

I Just Want a Lover - Noah Cyrus

Girls in the Hood - Megan Thee Stallion

Instead of sending it out again, I'll just tag a few people who may want to play along!! @thatlongspringnight @taetaesbaebaepsae @thiccasswonhoruinedmylife @starlostjimin @sugalaritae @sahmfanficbts and anyone else i missed! 💜

#jackie.txt #tag game #so much possum love #reliablemitten #music tag

[raplinesmoon]

Hi IsI! Can you tell me more about Love In the Rain? 💜

Hi Mittens!! Please buckle in for this one because I expect it to be a huge tearjerker T_T

Basically I had this idea in my head before but then I watched a movie which really cemented in my head. The movie is called Don't Make Me Go btw, and it was a very heartchurning watch!

The basic premise is that OC and Hoseok are former lovers who separated a while back. One day, out of the blue, Hoseok is contacted by OC, and finds out that they had a child together. They slowly ease back into a friendship (and maybe something more?), but the whole time Hoseok is wracking his brain, wondering why she even reached out after so many years apart.

The catch is that OC is sick and doesn't know if she'll make it, and she wanted to reunite her child with their other parent so they wouldn't be alone if something happens to her. And all the while, she tries to be the strong, stoic one that tells herself she can't fall for Hoseok and break his heart - again.

wip game

#asks #reliablemitten #ask games

[herecomesjoon]

Ooooh! Plz plz tell me about Namjoon Wears Gucci Suits? And I was going to ask about Hidden Heart and then remembered I know what it is! And I am so excited! 💜

AHH! So I don't know when/if I'm gonna finish this. But I was inspired a bit by The Devil Wears Prada.

Kim Namjoon is known as a tough leader. Hard to work under him but those that make it through are set for their entire career. You join his firm, fresh out of college and optimistic. You struggle under the pressure of his high expectations but manage to pull through regardless. During what you feel is perhaps your lowest point, ready to quit, he calls you into his office. You assume that it is about your recent mishandling of a client due to a miscommunication that was in no way your fault. You still take the blame, as ultimately, that client was in your care, and you lost the company their business with that particular client.

WIP Tag Game, check it out!

#wip tag game #tag games #lovely moons #satvrn fic talk #reliablemitten

[arizonapoppy]

Hi Poppy! For the random questions - what is your favorite (or top 5) BTS song and same for non-BTS song? And favorite lyric from each? 💜

Hi Mittens!

My favorite BTS song is "Answer: Love Myself," hands down. Suga's verse made me break down ugly crying and realize that yes, I was in this ARMY stuff for life:

Perhaps, than loving someone else, it is more difficult to love myself… The wide growth ring in your life That is also a part of you, that is also you So let’s forgive yourself now

My favorite non-BTS song is "Particle Man" by They Might Be Giants. The entire album Flood is gold but if I had to pick one, I'm going with Particle Man.

Is he a dot, or is he a speck? When he's underwater does he get wet? Or does the water get him instead? Nobody knows, Particle man

#ask games #love my moots #reliablemitten

[minisugakoobies]

Help @reliablemitten your man is sending me straight to Deluluville 😫

You see this?

This is clearly Stripper!Namjoon’s workout plan, making sure he’s ready for his and Stripper!Hoseok’s double routine! 🥴🤪💕

#i mean #what else am i to believe?? #fic: paradise #kim namjoon #lovely moots #reliablemitten

[shina913]

Any music inspo for my beloved Ristretto? 💜

Ooohhh yes!! 😇

Like a Star by Corinne Bailey Rae✨

I got the idea for Part 1 after I had been sleeping all day because my son and I were in Covid quarantine at the time. I was playing a lot of music in our “isolation room” 😅 and this song came up on shuffle.

For Part 2, I had a little playlist going, which included:

R.E.M. - Ariana Grande

Get You - Daniel Caesar

#fics and songs #song ask game #shina au asks #reliablemitten

[herecomesjoon]

I associate you with curls, coffee, and Namtiddies 💜

#ask games #associations #lovely moons #reliablemitten

[hamsterclaw]

You r never disappointing, i swear you're the one that keeps the Hoseok/YN Tag alive and going.

Hi lovely, you're in for a TREAT today. I went on one checking out my reblogs for all my fave Hoseok fics and here they are, a curated list of all the banging Hoseok fics that keep Hoseok/YN alive.

Category: Mafia Hobi/gang Hobi

Look no further than the sublime writing of @xjoonchildx - the Hobi in the drabble Close Call is only a taste of how excellent the Gentlemen of the Gajog series is, featuring the rapline.

I've re-read Heartbeat by @joonbird so many times because this Hobi's written so perfectly - a sexy, tough guy who's decent and insecure underneath and also so so so so hot.

Category: Sweet husband Hobi

@bonvoyagenoona is the writer I admire and aspire to be like. I got on AO3 just so I could read her writing. I adore all her work and The Cul-de-Sac cons is the story I come back to when I want to escape, genuinely escape. JK is the romantic pairing but the Hobi in this is such a sweetheart.

Lawn boy Hobi in Hot and Bothered by @sahmfanficbts is glorious crack at its very best. Sam's devoted to Namjoon but when she branches out, it's still ace.

Category: Soft Hobi/nice guy Hobi

Project Dream Girl, a holiday story that's heartwarming and snuggly and full of brilliant details, also written by @bonvoyagenoona She writes with such compassion and feeling I will never get over it.

I've lamented more than once that @gukslut is no longer active because her writing is incredible and if I could only read stories from one writer ever it would be her. The Holiday Hobi is a perfect mix of filthy and sweet.

Useless Magic by @reliablemitten is a feel-good romp of a story with clever, clever writing featuring a sexy banker Joon and a sweet sweet Hobi who teaches toddlers.

There's something about Hobi in the holidays, and Ho-ho-horrible by @ugh-yoongi is a sweet, heartwarming tale of a thoroughly decent Hobi.

For the first time by @candlewaxandp0lar0ids is beautifully written, and features a sexy neighbour Hobi.

Category: Sexy boss Hobi, with a helping of angst

I read the entirety of Jungle Park by the very excellent @jimlingss in one night. I've been reeling ever since. It's perfect. I've never seen better.

Category: Kinky Hobi

@btssmutgalore writes kinks in the most beautiful and inclusive way. Pas de Trois is so incredibly hot and also features a side of JK.

Category: Fuckboi Hobi

An underwritten trope, imo. The Hobi in Flight 18 by @noona-la-la-la is so funny and charming you're pulled in no matter that your thoughts are on that airport outfit.

Flip & Reverse It by @neonlights92 is funny, smart and so so entertaining, check it out, it's the best laugh you'll have all day.

Fuckboi rapper Hobi in Holiday Inn by @bangtanintotheroom is frankly irresistible and it's futile to even try.

I think putting Party Time by @sugakookitty under this category is underselling this Hobi because frankly, he's sexy, unhinged and way too entertaining for his own good.

Category: Historical Hobi

The Hobi in Kanalia by @xjoonchildx is the ultimate brooding sexy man of few words.

Category: Spy Hobi

Lightning never strikes twice by @vyduan is clever, sparky and so so funny.

Category: Supervillian Hobi

Versus by @minisugakoobies featuring Yoongi, Hobi and Namjoon and a kickass superhero lead, is one of the funniest and crackiest fics I've read on here.

Category: Demon Hobi

I honestly think about the demon Hobi from Not today, Satan, written brilliantly by @gimmethatagustd all the time, and the outrageous MC too.

Same for this unexpectedly soft sleep paralysis demon Hobi in Whispers in the Dark from the brilliant mind of @miscelunaaa .

Category: Crack Hobi

This tentacle-wielding, dancing Cthoseok from Unspeakable Horrors by @thatlongspringnight is straight-up crack and makes me ugly laugh.

Popping these at the end because they make me laugh every time:

@bang-tan 's fake subtitles in this have me crying.

@jeonjapan's hixtape tracklist is gold.

So hey, anon, for you and for me, Hobi's got a lot of strong players in his corner and writers who write him like he's the king he is. Happy birthday month, Hobi! 💜

#hoseok fic recs #hobi fic recs #lmk if you have more recs

[kithtaehyung]

bangtan top 5💜 : choose your top 5 from here and tag 5+ people! (spotify activity, or screenshots from elsewhere)

sobbed through the whole process but we made it. and this could literally change in an hour lol

tagging (feel free to ignore!): @somebodydoeslove @kth1 @joonary @s169r66a @mightymorphgay @sailoryooons @gimmethatagustd @eoieopda @jihopesjoint @ugh-yoongi @miksancheese @raplinenthusiasts @aprylynn @cordiallyfuturedwight @yooboobies @hopeinthebox @here4btsfics @reliablemitten @minttangerines @minisugakoobies + anyone that wants to play!

#wanted to hurl the whole time #we are an hyyh enthusiast but who is shocked rly #feel free to play! #bts #bangtan

[minisugakoobies]

Joyride Jungkook and Tae, is that the first time the two of you, uhhh, took a joyride together with a “friend”?

Jungkook and Taehyung look at each other for a few seconds.

Taehyung: I follow the "live fast, die young" mentality. Two bare feet are my gasoline, that type of thing, you know? So I don't deny myself anything. And I don't deny my friends, either. *pops his lollipop back into his smirking mouth*

Jungkook: What hyung's saying is, no, it wasn't the first, and it won't be the last. *his pierced eyebrow rises* Why, you wanna go for a ride?

#fic: joyride #ask my muse #jungkook fanfic #taehyung fanfic #lovely moots #reliablemitten #asks

[ahundredtimesover]

KNJ Stories

Finally got this KNJ rec list up! Please send love to the authors 💕💕 and mind the tags (angst, fluff, smut).

To be updated after every leading list is posted.

College

Happy accidents by @sunshinerainbowsbts (f)

As long as you’re around, I’m safe and sound by @jktones (f)

Exes

Somewhere between the lines by @caelesjjk​ (a, s) - husband, dad nj

Return to me by @yoongiphoria (a) - idol nj

Fall apart & redefine by @ugh-yoogni (a, s) - idol nj

You, after all by @effortandmore (a, f, s) 

Friends

Three peas in a pod by @jimlingss (a, f) - single dad nj

Five Fridays in December + Two Sundays in December by @reliablemitten (a, f, s) - friends → boyfriend au

What d’you want? Some dick? by @joonsgalaxy (humor)

No regrets + Together (ft. JJK) by @sunshinerainbowsbts​ (s)

FWB

Below your mouth by @7deadlysinsfics (a, s)

Idol

Permission to pleasure by @bangtanbetchfics​ (s) 

Untitled by me (a, s)

Lovers/In a relationship

Call of duty by @sahmfanficbts (a, f, s) - fiance nj, military nj

I need to breathe, huh? by @holdinbacksecrets (f) - husband nj 

Yellow by @hobipost (f) - boyfriend au 

How I Love You by me (a, f, s) - husband nj

(Un)predictable by @yoonjinkooked (s) - arranged marriage au 

Things left unsaid by @miscelunaaa​ - husband nj, rancher au

Him and I, and these heavenly drops by @alteringrealities​ (f) - boyfriend

Neighbors

Love at dozen sights by @hueseok (f)

Roommates

Roomies with Joonie by @sahmfanficbts (a f, s) -  grad school au

Strangers

Landing by @joyfulhopelox (s) 

Red mercedes by @bubblebeom (s) 

Number 45 by @btsmosphere (f) 

Livin’, leavin’ by @outroshooky (f) 

Second heart pt.1 + pt.2 by @reliablemitten  (a, s)

An art gallery on a rainy day by @jinkookspencil​ (f) 

Freak on a bike by @hamsterclaw (s) 

Workmates

Technology is a bummer by @joheunsaram (f) - hospital au

All I want for Christmas is you by @bluewhale52 (f) - spy au

You set my heart on fire pt.1 + pt.2 by @hayjeon (a, f, s) - firefighter nj

Working for it + 1.5 by @reliablemitten​ (a, s)

Others

Seoul redemption by @sahmfanficbts (a, s) - criminal au, single mom OC

Reverie by @minstrophywife (a, s) - sci-fi au 

#namjoon fic #namjoon angst #namjoon fluff #namjoon smut #namjoon x reader #namjoon fic rec #bts fic recs

[thatlongspringnight]

Shades of Red (Vamp!Jungkook x Soft bodied!reader)

Tagging: @wwilloww @hesperantha @reliablemitten @dntaewithluv @sunshinerainbowsbts @xjoonchildx​ @vyduan @miscelunaaa @starlostjimin @sugalaritae @sahmfanficbts 

Pairing: Vampire Jungkook/Soft Bodied reader

Rating: M for mature ;) 

Genre: Smut, fluff, romance, established relationship

 Warnings: Smut, cunnilingus, female receiving, blood, vampire feeding, Jk is a whiny boy and we love him for it

Summary: There are very few pleasures in this world as great and lovely as riling Jungkook up. 

Word Count: 2137 Thank you to my darling @miscelunaaa​ for putting your magnificent orbs on this when I needed you most. Thank you to AMC for putting out a new interview with the vampire series. And thank you to JJK for deciding to put out an entire VAMPIRE THEMED PHOTO SHOOT LIKE A MAD MAN. 

How his eyes shine against the ruby of the silk, an apt choice—it’s a dark musing from your position, lounging opposite of him on the chaise, sipping from the darkened wine he says makes you taste especially … divine. 

Only he would give into his vanity enough to buy silken sheets the same shade as his eyes. Languidly, you reach down to pluck a grape from the silver platter … purple. Then it was good you had worn the burgundy dress this evening. 

Since he so ardently was attempting to adhere to a color scheme. Reds, blacks, the deepest purples—everything as vivid a warning as a black widow before she strikes. 

Yet it’s you that is smirking as you drag your finger across your tongue, savoring the sweetness—another thing he likes … when you’re sweet. 

Between the two of you, you’re truly the deadly one, even if he has the fangs. 

He’s watching you, gaze shifting from alluring, a look you’ve come to know all too well … to something more along the lines of petulant, something you’ve also come to know all too well, and it pleases you, watching his well-kept nails dig into those silken sheets as you grab the book sitting on the marble top side table, opening it to the spot you left off on. 

How he hates it when you do this, and you have to bite back a genuine smile, and the urge to laugh, especially when he sighs, trying to play off his frustrations as desire—when the only thing he’s desiring right now is your undivided attention. 

“Is something wrong, dearest?” You finally acknowledge him when he sighs again, going so far as to unbutton the already scandalously low dip of his shirt. “Are you not entertained? Should I fetch you a book?” 

“No, I have no need of—of literature.” His eyes are shining, and you can feel the pull of them. “Why should I bore my fingertips with parchment when they could be trailing your skin instead?” It’s bold, meant to elicit a reaction, to tempt you to him, into his arms like a willing supplicant. 

“Your pretty eyes don’t work on me, Jungkook.” You feign boredom, licking your finger to turn the page, eyes barely even skimming the words. “As haunting and desperate as they are.”

“I am not desperate!” He whines, sitting up, grabbing a pillow to hug to his form. “I’m beautiful, a darling, admired by all—”

“And desperate for my attention nonetheless.”  You quash him mid-sentence. “Perhaps if you come to me as a supplicant, if you offer yourself in worship to me maybe I’ll want to play with you, maybe I’ll give you some of the attention you’re clearly thirsting for.”

“Shouldn’t you be worshiping me?” Jungkook is crawling to the edge of the luxurious bed even as he talks. “A creature of darkness, of eternal life, of power and pleasures … aren’t I the god worth worshiping?” And you laugh, languid still as you shift in your seat. 

“If you wanted to be worshiped, you would have taken up with someone else, but you’re here—with me.” And for a moment you let your voice soften, knowing that more than anything what he wants is your love, your attention, your reassurance of affection. “And not out there cavorting with your brethren.” His knees have hit the ground, expensive cloth dragging as he makes his way to you till he’s crouched in front of you, in front of the chaise. 

“Will you let me touch you, then?” He asks, wide eyes shining as spectacularly as the most expensive rubies. “May I worship you with my hands?”

“With your hands” you agree. “And mouth.” You tack on. “Perhaps even your teeth if your prayers are fervent enough.” And he’s groaning at that, the prospect of your blood just as delectable as what you’re asking him to do. For he does love to worship you, every piece of your lively, mortal flesh. 

And God knows you have quite a canvas for him to paint in his touch, ample flesh to grip till bruising, to litter in love bites. Dimpled skin perfect for his fingertips, as he often reminds you, eyes darkened to an almost feral shade. And at this moment, you know he’s going for a place he especially loves. 

“Right for my thighs?” You hum, calling him out, and his firm grip on your stockinged calves. “That’s a rather rushed trip to the altar I’d say.” It’s a tease that has him pouting, resting his chin on your knees. 

“Perhaps I just want to give special attention to a particular area that should be especially worshiped—”

“You could have the decency to take off my stockings.” You roll your eyes and he flashes you a sheepish little grin, one that reveals just a little snag of sharpened tooth. Then, of course, he’s obediently doing as he’s told, undoing the ribbons that rest just above your knees, holding up the expensive stockings, smiling at the soft shade of blue. 

“I was beginning to wonder if you had truly forgotten yourself and come completely in red.” He murmurs, gently sliding off your shoes, touches feather-light enough to raise goosebumps against your skin. “As flattered as I am, perhaps I think you look sweeter still in blue.” Your favorite color, the same as the softest sky. “It reminds me of when we met.” Shoes forgotten on the floor, stockings now neatly folded, his strong hands knead gently against your calves, drawing sounds from you that already qualify as indecent. 

“Such a lovely little wife you’d make,” you tease him. “Folding my clothes, giving me massages—”

“Worshiping you,” he huffs, lightly pinching your ankle, just barely. “... Though—if I had to be someone’s wife, I’d like to be yours.” He kisses at the inside of your knee. Just the smoothing of his lips over your skin. You know he longs to disappear under your skirts, to have at you like a man starved. But for now, he’s taking it slow. Resting one of your heels on his shoulder as he kisses your calf, dainty little smooches growing more brazen and messy the further he works his way up. 

“Ah.” Now, you’re helping him, or maybe yourself, gathering the fabric of your skirts and pulling them above your knees. Giving him a fair view of what he already knows. 

That you hadn’t worn anything underneath. 

“Better?” you question, but he only hisses softly, surprising you with the glint of his fangs. “Not better … ?” You’re shocked, a hand coming to card through his hair. “I suppose I can toss my skirts over your head if you’d prefer.” And you pull his hair, tipping his head back. “Or nothing at all if you’re going to be rude.” At that the feral glint in his eyes fades, just a bit. 

“I’m sorry.” He rubs his cheek on your thigh. Your legs already parted for him. “I got carried away, I was so focused … you startled me,” he admits, reminding you again, that as pretty as he is, he’s still a vampire at the end of the day … and could drain you dry if he lost control. 

Well, not quite, you think to yourself, you always have some tricks up your sleeve. Still—it would be a thoroughly unpleasant experience that would leave him in tears, reminded of your mortality—and how fragile you are, and feeling guilty about his nature. 

“Try not to bite the hand that feeds you.” You settle on, stroking his cheek gently. “I want to watch you.”

“Well what I want—” Jungkook says, as though he’s been asked. “Is for you to be naked. Completely so.” His hand is on your bodice, intention more than clear. 

“Jungkook—” you warn. “This outfit is expensive.”

“And it’s too red,” he declares, like you hadn’t gone through the trouble of matching his aesthetic. “I appreciate how you look … in my bedroom, but against your skin it’s too much like blood.”

“Isn’t that what you want from me? My blood?” you ask, earning a very fussy looking frown.

“I want so much more than that, and you know that.” Jungkook’s eyes narrow, and you resign yourself, knowing you’ve damned yourself to nakedness with your teasing. 

“Fine, my love, but I only brought one outfit,” you warn, which only makes him laugh.

“As though I don’t have clothes for you here?” Jungkook asks, raising an eyebrow, and there it is—the tear of cloth echoing in the room as he literally rips open your dress, and the layers beneath, leaving you bare and exposed in the darkened room.

“I hope you’re suitably proud of yourself,” you sigh, shrugging off the material as he grins happily from the spot he’s retaken on the floor. “Little demon.” 

“I am.” Those strong hands are back on your legs, pulling them to part, so that he can sit between them, pressing a kiss to the roll of your stomach, rubbing his cheek against the soft flesh. “You’re so warm.” It’s pleasure, the sound on his lips as his hands go back to making indents in your thighs, as his head dips lower. “And here … so hot.” He has no sense of shame when it comes to your body. Seeking out the heat of your center, but still—still not giving you what you need, choosing instead to use his tongue for evil. To press kisses everywhere but where you want his mouth, his lips. 

“Jungkook—”

“I’m worshiping you.” He cuts off your complaint before you can even make it. “Taking it slow just like you had foolishly requested.” Damn him for using your words against you, littering your inner thighs with love bites, promises of where he’d like to feed from you later on. Every so often there is a ghost of a touch to your core, tongue flicking against your clit, enough to set you on edge. 

So you sigh, trying to feign boredom, going so far as to relax your body, lightly stroking at his hair. Humming a soft little tune that makes him grumble; his eyes meet yours, with an indignant sparkle. 

“Hm?” And you’re grinning. “What’s that look for?” But he doesn’t say anything, shifting forward so—

Well … so he can give you what you want. Mouth around your pearl, and it’s hot, the way he sucks at it, his fingers coming to slide inside of you while you’re lost in the feeling of his mouth. “Ngh—Ah! J-Jungkook!” Now this, this is what you want, with his arms around your thick thighs, and your knees resting on his shoulders. 

He eats you out like a man starved, and perhaps he is … starved of your attention from tonight’s teasing, eager to get back at you by tasting you on his tongue, by having you lose yourself to him. 

Your grip in his hair tightens, your hips shifting to meet the thrust of his fingers as your eyes squeeze shut. He—he is skilled in your body, time has given him that, and he loves to learn. Every spot that makes you shudder, he’s found and memorized. Every way to crook his fingers and draw pleasure—

As he does now. And you don’t even bother to try and stifle the pleasured keen that leaves your lips. 

He plays you like a musical instrument, like you’re his favorite piece—a song at its crescendo. Till you’re crashing around him, his name a dreamy sigh, as tense muscles slacken. 

As he lifts his face up, mouth glistening with your essence. He is so beautiful, covered in the remnants of your pleasure, it makes you feel weak. 

Weak for him. 

“C-can I?” And before he can finish, you’re pushing his head down, letting him sink his fangs into your thigh—drawing a moan turned whimper from you, as a different kind of high takes over. That light, dreamy feeling—someone had once told you a vampire feed was like the most delicious opium, a soaked poppy dripping down your throat. 

“Ah … Ngh … Jungkook—” And about the time you say his name, he takes the hint, quick to pull away, lapping at the wounds until the bleeding stops, until there is naught but bruised skin their stead. “Are you content ...?”

“You know I’m far more than that.” He’s resting his head on your thigh. And he rubs his cheek against your skin when you go back to playing with his hair. 

“You’re right, you’re my spoiled little prince.” You are happy—happy at how he shifts to nip at your fingers, before wrapping his arms around your waist to hug you, face pressed against the soft flesh of your stomach.

“Still, at least I’m yours.”

“Mine to take to bed,” you promise. “Now. To destroy your sheets like you did my dress.”

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[hamsterclaw]

Change Pt 2

Namjoon thinks he's over you, until he sees you.

Pairing: RM x F! reader

Rating: 18+

Word count: 770

Genre: Idol! Namjoon, angst

Warnings: Swearing, sexual themes

This is for @reliablemitten who has shared a lot of Namjoon-induced angst with me this week.

Namjoon’s loose, easy, a couple bottles soju in and feeling warm. 

The door to the tiny bar clanks open, bringing in with it a rush of cold and you. 

Fuck, when did he last see you?

He’s smiling already, the emotional memory of years of being with you overtaking the firing of neurons in his brain. 

Ah shit. 

The breakup. 

You’re smiling too, and because he’s already there, he sees the moment you remember. 

To your credit, your eyes are still warm, but your lips tighten, and Namjoon’s glad to see it, glad that he can still make you feel something. 

Namjoon’s already put his hands on the bar counter, pushing off to stand, when he realises you’re not alone. 

Some guy’s standing behind you, his hand firm on your hip, a grip too familiar to be anything but intimate. 

On what was once the sole property of one Kim Namjoon. 

He’s not an idiot, he doesn’t really think of you as property, but Namjoon’s always been a jealous man.

The punch of dismay to his chest surprises him with its intensity. 

He turns away so you can’t see his face, takes another shot. The burn mingles with the ache in his chest, makes his eyes close. 

When he opens them again, you’re gone, the door swinging closed behind you. 

It’s probably for the best.

The bar’s small, intimate. 

Namjoon has no desire to playact, to pretend it’s fine to meet the man who’s now with you. 

But you? He’ll talk to you anyday. 

Even after all this time. 

***

Namjoon steps out into the street, the sweet night air closing in on him, engulfing him like a blanket. 

Fuck, he loves Seoul at night. 

It’s bittersweet. He used to see you at every street corner. 

It’s only the shock of seeing you now that shows him how much he’s moved on from those days. 

He’s wrapped in his thoughts, feet on autopilot, so much so that he only realises he’s gone to his studio instead of his apartment when he’s standing in front of the entrance gate. 

He shrugs, taps his code into the keypad. 

It takes him a couple goes, he’s drunker than he thought. 

He’s got every intention of crashing on the couch but as the studio lights come on the mic catches his gaze, and keeps it. 

He’d once had you on his lap, messing around, recording a demo that had never seen the light of day. 

Shit, maybe he still has it? 

He hits play, the beat fills the air, then his own voice. 

Then yours. 

The breathiness in your tone sends blood shooting straight to his dick. 

‘Fuck,’ he breathes, echoing the Namjoon in the demo, the one who ended up buried deep inside you on the couch he was going to sleep in tonight. 

He envies the Namjoon on his way to the bar earlier, the one who’d successfully filed you away in the banks of his memory. 

Hell he envies all the Namjoons of the past. 

Because the Namjoon of now, in his soju-induced haze listening to the two of you fuck, doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing. 

His dick’s hard and heavy in his pants, Namjoon drops a hand to his crotch, massaging. 

He has no idea what’s going to happen until he leans into the mic and the words come out like a balm. 

Relief. 

Namjoon leans hard on his natural rhythm, working to make the lines flow despite the absence of a beat. He can add all that later. 

What he needs now is to speak. 

***

It’s only when he clicks the mic off that he notices his phone’s flashing. 

He picks it up, dimly realising he’s been hard all this time. 

Your voice, tentative. ‘Hey, it’s me.’ 

Like he wouldn’t know. 

‘Yeah,’ he says, voice raspy now, spent. 

You’re quiet, the silence between you weighted with your history. 

‘I don’t know why I called,’ you say. 

‘I don’t know why I picked up,’ Namjoon says, honest. 

You laugh, and then he’s laughing too. 

‘The fuck,’ Namjoon says. 

He leans back on the couch, shifting, getting comfortable. 

He sighs. 

‘I’m in the studio,’ he tells you. A pause. ‘I listened to that track we recorded.’ 

There’s a change in your tone, a smile on the words when you say, ‘shit, yeah?’ 

‘The code’s the same,’ Namjoon says. ‘For the gate.’ 

Another pause. ‘I’ll probably be here all night.’ 

He can’t tell if you’re still smiling or not but he’d like to think you are. 

After Namjoon hangs up, he settles back in, on the couch. 

He wonders if you’ll turn up. 

©hamsterclaw 2022

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