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despite everything, it’s still you | wen junhui

ミ★ synopsis: in which you only have eyes for your best friend, but he sees everyone else.

ミ★ genre: best friends to lovers!au, angst, some fluff, some humor

ミ★ warnings: mentions of vomit and drinking

ミ★ word count: 3,897

ミ★ pairings: junhui x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys ! i actually scrapped this last night when i first wrote it, but i came back to it a few hours ago and actually finished it. this isn’t one of my favorites, but i think it turned out better than i originally thought it would. so as always, please give jun lots of love !! and i hope you guys like this one <3

“Aren’t you tired?” You turn your head to see Minghao staring at you with a pitiful expression on your face. Squinting, you respond, “Of what?”

“Of being lonely.” You scoff, turning away and going back to typing on your computer as Mingyu and Minghao lose their shit beside you on the couch. You don’t even know why you invited the two stooges to your house as you did homework, but alas.

you were lonely.

“I should’ve never invited you guys.” You mumble as you add the last few sentences to your essay. Mingyu giggles, walking over and wrapping an arm around you as his apology. While Minghao steps over and puts his face close to yours, giving you a big smile.

“Forgive us queen.”

“Fuck you.”

“Damn.” Mingyu mutters, raising a hand to his heart to feign offense. The corner of your lips tilts up at Mingyu’s reaction, and Minghao claps his hands. “She forgave us.”

“Aye, now I didn’t say all that-”

Minghao and Mingyu stop you as you turn around, hands raised in your direction. You stare boredly at the two as they give you a mischievous smile. “You forgave us, you can’t take it back.”

Letting out a sigh, you run a hand through your hair, grinning at your two friends who are now discussing who gets to choose what movie. Your ears perk up when you hear the sound of your door opening, and the three of you turn to see Jun walking in with the containers holding the fried chicken. He lets out a grin at the sight of you guys, and you quickly call him over so that you can begin devouring the food he brought.

The four of you have been friends since your first year at University. What started as a group project in your guys’ film course, became a three year long friendship that you all hope will last until you’re all old and wrinkly.

Jun quickly settles himself down beside you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders in greeting, and you let out a soft smile. He gives you a grin, “Did you finish your essay?”

You nod your head, and he lets go of his hold on you to throw a thumbs up your way. You let out a laugh, and run a hand through your hair, before turning back towards the chicken.

Your guys’ friendship all began when the four of you got paired for that group project. However, you were attracted to Jun from the moment you laid eyes on him on the first day of class. When the four of you all got closer as friends, you decided to let go of trying to go after him. Especially when you found out how popular he is among the ladies and gentlemen at uni.

His popularity has only grown since freshman year, and he’s been with his fair share of different people. You claim to be over him, but it’s you simply just ignoring the warmth in your heart whenever he pulls you into a hug, or the pain whenever he introduces his new fling to you.

It’s your biggest secret that you’ve been harboring, and Minghao is the only one that knows. He wasn’t even supposed to know of your feelings for Jun, but he stumbled in on you crying on the floor after Jun left on a date with this one girl a few months back.

In your defense, you were incredibly stressed with midterms and seeing Jun go on a date with another girl that isn’t you, really set you off the edge from that stinky week in general. However, Minghao refuses to believe that you being stressed was the main cause for you crying over Jun going on a date.

So that’s why you ignore Minghao’s gaze when Jun hands you the crispy part of the chicken you always enjoy most. You turn and give Jun a smile, and he fondly knocks his head into yours. “It’s your favorite part, right?”

Nodding your head, you place it into your mouth, and Jun grins happily. He turns back towards his food, and takes a big bite of chicken as the four eat in a relative silence. Mingyu glances over at Jun, letting out a mischievous smile.

“How was your date?” You freeze slightly, and Minghao notices, his eyes trailing over to your rigid form. Jun chuckles, shrugging his shoulders as he wipes his hands on a napkin. Leaning back into the couch, he lets out a breath.

“It was good. She was actually more funny than I expected.” Jun explains briefly, and Mingyu nods his head. You stay quiet as you eat, knowing that if the two end up going on a second date, you’ll have to meet her in the near future.

“She kinda reminded me of you.” You pause, turning to see that Jun is staring at you with a fond smile on his face. You raise an eyebrow, pointing at yourself with the drumstick in hand, and Jun chuckles, nodding his head. “Yeah, you.”

“How?” Minghao asks, and you shoot him a glance. Minghao just waves you off with his hand, and you widen your eyes with more urgency, but he chooses to ignore you. Jun thinks to himself for a moment, before chuckling.

“Yn’s humor is really weird, you know. Remember the time she just laughed to herself about that video of a bird jumping off a building?” You snort at the memory, raising a hand to your mouth to try and hide your laugh as you remember the video. Jun turns to you with amusement painted over his features, and he points at you with his thumb, “See? She’s just giggling from the thought of it.”

“It was funny!”

“You sadist.”

“I am not a sadist!” You exclaim, and Mingyu purses his lips. He turns his head away and takes a sip of water, while Minghao takes a bite of chicken. You squint at the two, before turning to Jun and seeing him also avoiding eye contact with you. “I’m not!”

“Anyways…” Jun begins, and you roll your eyes. He chuckles and pats your head before continuing, “Aiya was kinda like yn, in a way. She laughed over silly things, and made good jokes, so the atmosphere was nice.”

Your mood drops slightly, and you turn away. Mingyu changes the subject by bringing up the time he saw you painting a meme of kermit on a canvas, and you laugh at the memory. Jun turns to glance at you when he hears your laugh, and he smiles softly at you.

Minghao bites the inside of his cheek, wondering when the two of you will finally realize that you’re a perfect match so that the pain on both sides will stop. He’s the middle ground, with him knowing that you love Jun, while also being able to tell that Jun is in love with you based on the fact that everyone he goes on dates with is so oddly similar to you. He just questions whether the two of you will be able to realize that fact.

And with that, Minghao smiles, holding up the remote to turn on the TV. “Well, let’s watch a movie.”

Your head is laid over a sleeping Mingyu’s lap as you drunkenly listen to Aiya and Jun laugh together. You open and close your eyes slowly, staring up at the colorful lights displayed on the ceiling. You begin to wonder how many shots of soju you had, but you’re unable to come up with an answer when you hear Jun’s angelic laugh across from you.

The music is loud and it hurts your head. You question how you were able to let the boys convince you to come to the party their friend Jungkook is throwing. However, the answer is simple. Jun gave you that smile of his and outstretched his hand towards you, telling you that he wants you to meet Aiya tonight. You wanted to decline the invite and stay home, maybe have a self care night as you knew you were going to simply have an aneurysm at the thought of Aiya and Jun. The thing is that you can’t ever say no to Jun, so that’s how you’re here now.

At a party you don’t want to be at.

With Jun and his potential new girlfriend sitting right across from you as you try to sleep on Mingyu’s lap because you couldn’t walk straight anymore. You were originally going to get another shot of soju, but Minghao threw you over his shoulder and brought you back to their group, laying you down on the already passed out Mingyu’s lap so that you can just go to sleep instead. It’s not working though, because every few seconds you hear Aiya’s giggle and Jun’s laughter.

And you hate it.

Aiya’s a nice girl, and you think she’s incredibly beautiful. You don’t blame Jun for wanting to date her, you would’ve gone for her too if you weren’t so hung up over Jun. You’re sure that the two of you would’ve gotten along, but the pain from seeing her and Jun was too apparent that it made it hard for you to try and initiate any close friendship. You don’t think she minds though, as she’s been attached to Jun’s arm the whole time.

Minghao glances down at you, and he finds you wordlessly staring up at the ceiling. He purses his lips, turning to look at Jun to see him having a pleasant conversation with Aiya. Not even noticing the state that you’re in, let alone care. So Minghao stands up from the couch and bends down beside you, resting a hand on your shoulder. You turn to glance at Minghao, and you see the sad smile on his face.

“Wanna go home?” He asks you, and you nod your head. He helps you sit up from the couch, but you move too fast, and you feel the alcohol coming back up. Minghao’s eyes widen at the lack of color to your face, “Wait yn-”

You vomit over his shoes, which leads to a chorus of screams from Minghao, and Mingyu waking up to the sound of said screams. Next thing you know, you’re being carried by Jun into the bathroom, and he’s setting you down on the counter.

“I hope Hao doesn’t hate me.” You mumble as Jun wets a paper towel from under the sink. He lets out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “Hao could never hate you.”

He begins wiping the area around your mouth, making sure to get rid of all the traces of alcohol. You stare into his eyes as he concentrates on cleaning you up, finding them to be his most beautiful feature even through your drunken haze. Jun feels your intense stare, and he glances up into your eyes, feeling his heart rate quicken slightly. He keeps eye contact with you for a moment, and you wonder if he knows.

does he know how much i love him? how could he not after all this time?

Jun looks away first, coughing into his shoulder. He grabs the mouthwash from the cabinet, pouring out a bit into the cap and handing it to you with a soft smile. “Let’s gargle some mouthwash, okay?”

After you’re sure that you no longer smell of vomit, the two of you step out of the bathroom. You’re about to walk down the stairs when you see doors leading to a balcony down the hallway, so you turn the opposite direction and head towards it. Jun raises an eyebrow, following after you.

“Yn, where are you going?”

“Fresh air.”

“You can get fresh air when we head to Minghao’s car. Come on, I’m taking you home.” Jun states, reaching out to grasp your wrist, but you pull your arm out of his grip. Jun’s slightly taken aback, not used to you reacting like that before. However, he blames it on you being under the influence. You open the doors to the balcony and walk up to the ledge, resting your hands on it as you stare up at the stars.

Jun walks up beside you, turning to glance down at you as you close your eyes. He lets out a breath, seeing how the moonlight illuminates your features. You open your eyes, and Jun frowns when he sees tears fall down your cheeks. He reaches out and grasps your face with both hands, turning you towards him. “What’s wrong?”

You swat his hands away, but Jun refuses to let go. The tears continue to stream past your face, and Jun grows more concerned by the minute. “Yn?”

You close your eyes and push Jun away, and he feels a sense of shock hit him. You’ve never been so physical with Jun, and he’s confused as to why you’re pushing him away now. You glance up at the sky, and at this moment, you wonder if the stars are laughing at your fate. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No.” You mutter, and Jun tilts his head to the side because he knows when you lie. The two of you are best friends, you know each other's mannerisms now.

“Why are you lying to me?”

“I’m not.”

“Yn, you’re lying.” Jun states, and you look away. You stare down at the ground over the ledge, watching the sprinklers turn on and begin watering the grass. Jun bites the inside of his cheek, attempting to reach out to you, but you step away.

“Yn. What did I do wrong-”

“I love you.” You confess, and the words die in Jun’s throat at your confession.

“I’ve loved you for years, and it hurts to know that you’ll never love me back. It hurts so fucking bad whenever you introduce me to your new fling and I have to put on a fake smile.” You explain, and Jun stands there in silence. He watches as you hurriedly try to wipe away the tears continuing to fall from your eyes, but it’s not working. You let out the most sad smile Jun has ever seen, and he wants nothing more than to take away the pain you’re feeling.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jun asks, and you scoff, turning away and looking back up at the stars. He frowns at your reaction, and you begin to wonder if the stars could ever be brighter than the galaxy in Jun’s eyes.

“Yn?” You turn to glance at Jun, staring into his eyes, while his trail after the tear falling from your left eye.

You decide that the stars are no rival to Jun’s galaxy.

“How could I tell my best friend that I love him, when he’s never even noticed me.” You state, and Jun shakes his head frantically at you. You squint at him, and he reaches out to grasp your hand, but you pull away again.

“Yn-”

“Are you going to tell me that I’m wrong? How am I wrong when all you’ve done since the beginning was introduce me to the people you go on dates with, huh? How am I wrong when you’ve never once caught onto the fact that I love you.” Your sadness slowly turns into anger at the way Jun stares at you in shock. You shake your head, trying to wipe away the tears that continue to fall past your eyes, wondering how many tears you’ve shed for the man in front of you.

Jun just can’t help but stare, feeling his own heart break within his chest at how stupid he is. How he never noticed. How he never admitted that he loved you. How he dated around to try and fill the void in his heart that can only be filled when he’s with you. How is he so stupid?

You cover your face with your hands for a moment, feeling pathetic at the fact that you can’t stop crying. You finally look back up at Jun after a second, and you shake your head at him. You take a step towards him, and point your finger directly over his heart, and look up into his eyes.

“Despite everything, it’s still you.” You whisper, and Jun’s mouth opens and closes as he tries to think of the words to say. While you just stare into his eyes, the tears continue to fall past your own.

You question whether or not the love and sadness you see in his eyes is just a reflection of your own.

“But it’s not me for you, right?” You ask, and Jun doesn’t respond. He’s internally quaking at the fact that you love him, but you don’t know that.

So you take his silence as his answer, taking a step back, you give him a sad smile. Running a hand through your hair, you turn to walk off the balcony and back into the house. Your hand rests on the doorknob when Jun finally speaks.

“It’s always been you.” You freeze, hand clutching the doorknob when you turn to look at Jun. The moonlight casts a glow over his skin as he stares at you, and you come to the answer that the love and sadness in his gaze isn’t just a reflection of your own.

“What?” Jun takes a few steps towards you and grasps your hand. You stare down at your connected hands, and you wonder why you pulled away in the first place.

this whole hand holding shit is nice.

“It’s always been you, yn. I love you, and I’m so, so sorry it took this long for me to finally tell you.” Jun confesses, and now it’s your turn to just stare at him in a shocked silence. “I’m so sorry for all the tears you’ve shed, and all the pain I’ve caused because of my own stupidity.”

You bite the inside of your cheek, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I- I was stupid. I never thought you would give me the time of day, or-”

“Have you seen yourself?!” You sputter, and Jun shrugs in reply. “You’re the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen! And when I got to know you, I saw you as the most perfect human being.”

“I just! I didn’t know! I’m stupid yn, you know this.” Jun says with a little laugh, and you can’t help but giggle back, shaking your head at him. Jun lets go of your hand so that he can reach up and grasp your face with both of his hands, wiping away the tears with the pads of his thumbs.

“So please stop crying. You shouldn’t let yourself cry over me. I’m not as great as you think considering the fact that I couldn’t even tell that the girl I’m in love with loves me back.” Jun mutters, and you let out another giggle, causing him to smile. You shake your head at him, and he leans down, resting his forehead onto yours as the two of you stare into each other’s eyes.

“I’m stupid, and I know this is so long overdue. But if you’d let me, I’d like to take you out on a date.” Jun whispers, and you let out a smile at how ridiculous this all is. Just a minute ago, you were pouring out your heart to this man under the assumption that he didn’t love you back on the balcony of Jungkook’s house. Speaking of Jungkook’s house, you pause when you remember who Jun came with.

“What about Aiya?” You ask, and Jun purses his lips at the thought of her, and you scrunch up your nose when the action causes him to peck the tip of your nose.

“She kept seeing me take glances at you throughout the night. So when you threw up over Hao’s shoes and saw me immediately stand up, she told me to be with you. She said it was rather upsetting how I go for everyone else when it’s obvious that I only have eyes for you.” Jun mutters sheepishly, and you decide that you do like Aiya. She’s cool.

“She did not lie.”

“Nope, not one bit.” Jun agrees, and you chuckle. The two of you stare into each other’s eyes for a moment in silence, and Jun leans back so that he can get a glimpse of your whole face. He smiles fondly at the sight of the sparkles in your eyes.

“So, what do you say?” Jun asks, and you find a smile breaking out over your features as you nod your head.

“Yes Jun, I’d love to go out with you.”

“Fucking FINALLY!” You and Jun jump apart at the sudden voice, just to find Mingyu and Minghao standing by the balcony doors, with Minghao holding his shoes in a plastic bag. You mutter out a quiet apology, and Minghao raises his hand up towards you, basically saying that it’s okay.

“How long have you been standing there?” Jun asks, his hand resting on your waist, and your heart does a a fucking windmill within your chest.

“Long enough to know that you two stopped being stupid.” Minghao answers, and Mingyu lets out a sleepy smile. You purse your lips at Minghao’s snarkiness, but then remember that you just threw up on his shoes.

“Anyways, can we head back to my apartment now? I just wanna eat ramen and watch Train to Busan or something.” You and Jun turn to glance at each other before turning back to your two friends.

“Yeah sure, but you know how yn gets when we watch that movie.” Jun says as the four of you begin walking off the balcony. You pinch his side, causing him to chuckle.

“It’s not my fault that shit hurted.” You mumble, and Mingyu grins. The four of you walk down the stairs and out of the house after bidding goodbye to Jungkook, who is currently vibing with Taehyung in a corner of the room.

Minghao glances down at his throw up shoes in the bag, before turning back towards you and Jun, seeing the two of you walking with happy smiles on your faces. When you all finally reach the car and step inside, he lets out a sigh, and the three turn to look at him.

“I guess we have yn throwing up on my shoes to thank.” Minghao jokes, and the three burst into laughter while you profusely apologize for vomiting on Minghao’s sneakers. He pats your head, “It’s okay. You and Jun finally being together makes up for it.”

Jun tilts his head to the side, “Really?”

To which Minghao turns in the driver's seat to glance at Jun in the backseat beside you, and he shoots him a death glare. “No, that only applies to yn. You owe me new shoes.”

Jun rolls his eyes, cursing Minghao under his breath as he rests his head onto your shoulder, and you smile softly. You press a kiss to the top of Jun’s head before closing your eyes. Jun closes his eyes as well, a smile displayed on his features.

After a few minutes of silence into the car ride, Minghao glances up into the rearview mirror, just to find you and Jun fast asleep. With his head resting on your shoulder, and your head resting over his head, and he lets out a quiet chuckle.

You and Jun are finally happy.

And Minghao couldn’t have wished for anything better.

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wonkookiemon · 6 years

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Prompt: when he’s really horny and you refuse to give in to their pleads of help because your not in the mood. (no Happy endings…[maybe for some], payback for all those times they did the same to you)

Jin:

Coming home from work tired as hell was not how you expected your day to end, but working with kids did that to ya.

As soon as you reached your apartment door you groaned in annoyance, knowing Jin would be home and probably really hungry and tired as well from practice. The both of you have been eating take out for the past week, which was nice in a way because you didn’t have to cook, but you were getting tired of the food. Jin always won when it came to the choices of takeout. The little shit would rub it in your face each time he won at rock, paper, scissors.

Opening the door you were greeted by your cat (Y/P/N) she purred in delight making sure to rub all over your leg.

“Hey there (y/p/n)” Your cooed patting the top of her head.

“Jin!” you called out.

“Yes Dear!” he yelled back.

“Did you give y/p/n love and affection, I told you she gets-” you paused in the middle of your sentence when you entered the kitchen and made contact with naked Jin.

“y/p/n, gets antsy when she hasn’t had attention” You rolled your eyes at his sad attempt to seduce you. The man was standing in the middle of your kitchen with just an apron surrounding his narrow waist, with a clear as day erection underneath.

“What do you want to eat today” You said nonchalantly picking up the house phone. Jin cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head.

“Uhh.. I don’t know….. How about meat?” he smirked looking down at the apron that barely clothed him.

“No, I’m thinking fish” You dismissed him, trying your hardest not to laugh in his face.

“Don’t you want meat though?”

“I said I want fish, did you not hear me?”

“Are you kidding me right now?” Jin frowned giving up the act.

“I’m dead serious, California rolls, maybe even crunchy”

“Namjoon swore this shit would work” Jin pouted

“Wait-Why the hell would you listen to Namjoon” You chuckled.

“So you do know whats going on.“ “Of course I do, you hornball”

“Hey at least i’m trying to spice it up a bit”

“This” you pointed to Jin’s apron, “Is not spicing things up”

“It is so, now can we stop the chit-chat and get to the-”

“You can take care of yourself, while I order food”

“Are you fucking-”

“Don’t act like your not two seconds away from busting a nut” You laughed.

Jin shut his mouth and glared at you before his eyes widened in recognition.

“Pay back is a bitch” You smirked walking up to him.

“Whenever you’re done let me know so we can order food, m’kay?” You rose up on the tips of your toes and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips.

Suga:

For the first time in a long time it seemed as if was take your girlfriend to work day. There you sat on the couch in Yoongi’s “Genius Lab”, bored as hell. As much as you love Yoongi working and doing what he loved most-

“-you try sitting for 4 hours straight staring at all the little trinkets on his shelf, turning on your left side since you’ve been on your right side for the first 2 hours being scolded once you couldn’t keep still, leaving and going into RM’s studio room to see Jimin enduring the same as you”

“You know I’m not deaf right?” Yoongi snapped.

Rolling your eyes you casually went back to your conversation with your best friend, till you heard Yoongi smack his teeth in annoyance,“I’ll call you back” You huffed.

“What is it now?” You got up from the couch and walked up to the side of Yoongi’s chair.

“I’m Horny” he frowned looking up at me.

Rolling your eyes you looked down at the huge tent forming in his jeans. Yoongi continued to look at you while biting his lip (one thing he knew you loved).

“Baby” There was a desperate whine to his voice which almost made you change your mind till you thought back to your very own moment and need last week in which he completely ignored you and worked all night as you brought yourself to an orgasm while he stayed in the office at your apartment.

“Take care of yourself Suga” you said unapologetically.

“I just need a little help, please. I’m sorry for snapping at you” He said pathetically.

“You’ll say anything for this pussy, wouldn’t you?” you smirked moving back to the couch.

“Are you for real right now (y/n)?”

“Yup, I’ll even leave so you can have your privacy” Getting up from the couch once more you opened the door to exit.

“Fuck YOU!” Yoongi yelled from the other side of the door.

“Fuck YOU TOO!” You yelled back with a smile.

J-Hope:

College schoolwork never stopped you. You had about 3 Papers to write, 4 videos to watch for a public speaking course and 2 discussion questions to finish up. You finished your essays now it was time to pay attention to the four videos. Video number one-

Bursting through your bedroom door, J-hope opened a bag of Cheetos and jumped on your bed.

“Are you still studying?” he looked at the ceiling.

“Yeah, Cheeto breath”

“I didn’t even start eating” He laughed.

“You did open the bag and obnoxiously jump on my bed.”

“Look I can go-”

“No-Don’t leave…….”

“Okay” J-hope understood that you didn’t mind his presence, just as long as he was quiet you were willing to let him stay.

“You can come closer you know” J-hope gave you a knowing smile.

“Couldn’t resist could ya?” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help but feel warm inside when you felt him bring his body closer to yours to lay his head on your lap. Letting out a sigh of relief, you began to get back to the video. It was honestly so pointless trying to give your attention to the video and J-hope.

The more you got into the video the more you relaxed and allowed your brain to be tortured with new information on how public speaking can help you get rid of anxiety. Not being able to pay attention, you tried to find new ways to concentrate. Without realizing you began to play with the ends of J-hopes hair, soft moans began to emanate from his mouth. The sound he made was so erotic it caused the hairs on your body stand.

“Mhmm, that feels so good” J-hope looked up at you with his lip caught between his teeth. His eyes darkened with lust and his breathe became more labored. Jay began to slide his hand down the thin material of his tee shirt.

“Gosh, I fucking want you right now” Jay groaned while shoving his hand inside his thin sweat pants.

Not wanting to give in, you tried to block out his pleas of help. As if Jay knew he began to remove his sweats till he was left in his tightly for fitted boxer briefs. Getting up from your lap completely, J-hope sat on his knees and began to caress his erection.

“Mhmmm, I want to cum for you so bad (y/n)”

“Jay I’m studying, please”

“Fuk I’m so hard for you right now” J-hope whined puling his briefs far enough so that the head of his hard cock peeked through the top.

“Do you want my pants off?”

“fuk” you muttered. “Take them off slowly” You gave up trying to study and you gave J-hope your full attention making J-hope give u a satisfied smirk.

“Like this?” he asked while hooking his fingers through the waist band of his briefs, slowly sliding the thin fabric down his toned thighs and to the cuff of his ass.

As much as J-hope wanted you to finish your school work, he wanted your attention just as bad. So without another word he pulled his briefs fully down his body and allowed his gaze to bore into yours.

“Please”

‘fuck it’, you thought.

NAMJOON:

With Namjoon being Namjoon, he would be straight forward about his sexual frustrations. Beating around the bush did nothing for the both of you except frustrate you even more.

“(y/n) I know I said we’d actually watch the movie but I’m really horny right now, think you can help me out?” Namjoon looked at you to school your reaction to his confession carefully.

“-And I said I wanted to watch the movie”, you smiled in his direction just to add a bit of fire to the flame.

“Playing hard to get I see” Namjoon inched closer to your body and leaned in closer to your ear, “I will not hesitate to flip you over, and beat the shit out of your pretty pussy, lets not forget.”

Your eyes grew wide at his loaded threat. Namjoon wasn’t much for jokes right now and you made such a big mistake assuming he was.

“Namjoon I-”

“You what baby girl?” Namjoon growled with his hand tightly wrapped around your throat.

“Shit” you cursed.

“I asked nicely didn’t I?” Namjoon stated and all you could do was nod your head. The amount of pressure Namjoon applied on your neck was just enough to cut of your heavey breathing. You were into some deep shit.

Jimin:

Partying with Jimin and his brothers always ended with you and Jimin completely drunk out of your minds. Which results in the two of you having hot and heavy dunk sex. Jimin was always less tense when he’s had a couple of drinks in. So you can imagine the fluid pace his hips went.

Well, Tonight was not that night. In Jimin’s misguided escapade on the dance floor, he managed to have his hands all over some blond slut in order to make you jealous. To his disappointment you weren’t drunk enough to let that fuckery fly.

“Jimin you grabbed a handful of that girls ass and looked straight into my eyes as you did it”

“I am horny and I just wanted you to want me more”

“You’re not even making clear sense”

“Can we just fuck and get it over with baby, I’m sorry” Jimin whined pitifully.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands, face pink because of the alcohol. He looked so cute and sexy at the same time. It would be hard denying his request to fuck, but you wanted to teach him an important lesson.

“We’re going to bed”

“(y/n) yah-”

“You need to learn”

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