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shadowkoo · 7 months
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Ten out of Ten
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→ Summary: For the past three years, Kim Taehyung has made it his mission to annoy you relentlessly on campus, finding every possible way to drive you up the wall during your shared classes. However, as you both enter your senior year, something strange happens. Taehyung begins to sense a shift in his energy, realizing he might just have some secret feelings for you. What unfolds when you make this earth-shattering discovery too?
↠ kth x f.reader | 8.6k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, humor, college au, enemies to lovers, fratboy!bangtan
→ Warnings: explicit & unprotected sex, consensual drunk sex, shower sex, ‘revenge’ sex (all fun and games), alcohol consumption, party crashed by police, dirty talk, soft kissing, rough kissing, hard dom!taehyung, soft dom!taehyung, grinding, fingering, sloppy oral sex, cock swallowing, choking on tae’s cock, throat fucking, slight praising, begging, sense of ownership, size kink, taehyung has a huge dong, belly bulge, reader gets dicked down almost too good (if that’s a thing), breast & nipple play, riding, reversal, biting, teasing, cockwarming, creampie, cum play, cum eating, cum stuffing, spanking, choking ft. tae’s beautiful hands, pussy slapping, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, multiple sex scenes
→ Author note: Inspired by this popular post!! If you’d like to read this on ao3 instead it’s been crossposted here! As always, all likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3
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“This is wrong. This is so wrong.” He moans after pushing you up against his closed bedroom door, “Are you sure? Are you drunk?” You roll your eyes.
“Stop trying to talk me out of this,” you whisper while leaving wet kisses along his jawline. You’ve waited too long. There’s no way in hell you’re stopping now. Lifting your head up and looking into his eyes, you continue, “I didn’t drink that much. I want this. I want you.”
He groans and presses his lips into yours yet again. “I swear this wasn’t my intention,” he says after pulling back.
You kiss him hard, but your quick attempt to shut him up doesn’t work.
“I promise it wasn’t,” he blurts, “I was just being honest, you know the rules of the game.” He pulls you close again as his lips flutter around your neck, causing an airy sigh to escape from your parted ones.
“No more talking. Please.” You pull his face back up and let his lips harshly reattach to yours. He proceeds to kiss you, slowing down when you try to speed things up.
“I just need you to know that I didn’t plan for this to happen,” he repeats.
“Taehyung!” You whine as your eyes tell him to stop worrying about it, “Shut up and kiss me.”
“I need to hear you say it. I need to make sure I’m not dreaming.”
You pull back slightly from his embrace to tug your shirt off, “Tae please,“ you beg between kisses, the slick from your heat seeping through your thin underwear, "Just fuck me already.”
Earlier that day…
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“Taehyung! You asshole!” you holler while chasing after the guy who’s currently running along the sidewalk with your history paper in hand.
You finally catch up to him by the fountain that sits at the campus’s center, watching him nervously as he jokes around, holding the most important five thousand words you’ve ever written.
“I will kill you if you get a single drop of water on that! It’s due in ten minutes!” you threaten as he tosses the stapled paper between his hands. “Taehyung, please. I was up all night writing this. It’s worth forty percent of my grade,” you beg, really hoping he’ll take a step down before anything bad happens.
“Quit freaking out, I’m not going-” his words are short-lived as a gust of wind steals the paper from his loose grip. You both watch, completely horrified, as it flutters through the air in slow motion and falls directly down into the clear water.
“Oh no. No no no. Oh my god. I swear to god that wasn’t supposed to happen! I was just teasing!” Taehyung panics as he jumps through the fountain, slipping and thoroughly soaking himself further as rushes over to your sunken assignment. He wipes away the water on his face and retrieves the soggy paper lying on the vibrant tile below. Drops of ink run off the paper, smearing the barely legible words even more.
You feel as though you've momentarily forgotten how to breathe.
“Okay. It’s okay,” you say to yourself, trying to calm down, “Everything’s fine. It’s fine. I can just head back to the library and reprint it, I’d rather be a few minutes late for class than get a zero on this.”
“Uh, hmmm, yeah…” Taehyung clears his throat nervously, scratching the back of his neck while doing so. “About that…”
“Don’t say it,” you threaten anxiously. You internally beg that what you assume he’s going to say next is not true. It can’t be. You will it not to be.
“The library closed twenty minutes ago. It always closes early on Thursdays and Fridays,” He says sheepishly with a face full of remorse, though you doubt he actually feels it.
“Great,” you huff, “That’s just fucking great.” The calmness dissipates as rage takes over your body. “I honestly cannot believe you sometimes. Will you ever grow the fuck up? We’re not freshmen anymore! You can’t just dick around like this. Wrecking each others’ projects was funny three years ago when our grades didn’t matter but we can’t keep doing this. Just-” you take a deep breath to regain some of your calmness, “Get. The fuck. Away from me.” You rip your destroyed paper out of his hands and storm off in the direction of the building where your class is held.
Maybe that was a little rude. Actually, no, it wasn’t. He deserved it. He ruined your history paper. Intentionally, too.
“I’m coming with you, I’ll explain what happened,” Taehyung persists, somehow keeping up with your angry stomps as you head to class.
“Quit following me, I’m screwed enough as it is,” you grumble, knowing that he’s trudging along behind you even without turning around to confirm it.
His footsteps slow once you reach the outside of the history department.
Maybe he finally got the message.
“Ahhh, Miss Y/N. You’re late,” your professor says as you enter the quiet classroom and try to make your way to your empty assigned seat. He stops you before you can sit, “Do you have your paper ready to turn in?”
You shamefully drop what’s left of your paper into your professors’ hands.
“Is this your submission?” he asks, holding it up with his fingers, watching as the remaining water droplets fall to the floor. Your classmates snicker as they watch the scene in front of them unfold.
Yet, just as you're about to respond, the classroom door violently swings open, instantly capturing everyone's attention in unison.
“It’s my fault,” Taehyung pants after barging in.
“Excuse me, sir, who are you? And why are you dripping in my lecture?”
“What the hell are you doing here?” you quietly seethe.
“I considered heading to my class but I just felt too bad,” he says to you before turning to your professor. “It’s my fault her paper is soaked, I mean look at me. I am too. After an unfortunate turn of events - events that neither of us anticipated - it fell in the fountain and so did I. But you can see that…because I’m wet. Wet like water wet, not like the other kind of wet. That would be weird, considering… But probably more awkward than anything though. If I’m being honest. You know, my mother taught me that honesty is the best policy. So that’s what I’m doing here. Being honest…about me…and her paper, being, uh, you know, wet…”
It's unclear who is more astonished, you or your professor. Is this really happening right now? You’ve never heard Taehyung ramble like this. If you weren’t so stunned or feeling secondhand embarrassment for him, you would’ve probably laughed hysterically.
The older man gives Taehyung a once over, his eyes peering over his reading glasses as they travel up and down the damp clothes stuck to the twenty-something’s figure. Displeased, he turns to look at the disintegrating mess of your so-called paper that’s stuck between his fingers.
“Haha, yeah…so uh, I’m gonna go now,” Taehyung says as he finger guns to the door before anyone else can get a word in, “I hope this is resolved. And um, I’m going to make sure I never sign up for one of your classes, Mr. uh, I don’t know your name. But that doesn’t matter. Trust me when I say you won’t ever have to see me again.” And with that, he exits the class with the same amount of speed as he entered.
Your professor shakes his head in disbelief. “Email me your paper once you get seated and I’ll only dock you ten percent off from your original grade, as long as you promise that won’t ever happen again.”
“Deal.”
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“He did what?” your roommate’s voice echoes from inside her bedroom as she makes her way into the kitchen where you’re reheating leftovers for dinner.
“I know! I could’ve killed him. I don’t know what it is lately, but he’s been irritating me more than usual. The way he just went on and on, rambling like a complete idiot. Ugh!” you mutter while waiting for the microwave to beep. The whole situation still has you mildly irate.
Sana gives you a pointed look.
“What?” you squint your eyes at her, “What does that face mean?”
“When are you two going to realize that you’re like, in love with each other? It’s always Taehyung did this or you did that. FYI, we’re all tired of hearing about it. Girl, I adore you and your little rants most of the time, but it’s exhausting listening to you two complain about each other literally all the time. We’re in the same friend group and it’s just so obvious to us all that you guys like each other, but are just stubbornly ignoring the facts that are so obviously right in front of you.”
“I’m going to pretend like you didn’t just say that. Dinner is done,” you say, brushing aside what you just heard. It’s too crazy to even think about.
You liking Taehyung? Taehyung liking you? Absolutely not. No way! That’s ridiculous, that’s just…almost crazy enough to be true.
The thought surprises you.
Sure, Taehyung is nice to look at. You’ve never questioned his attractiveness. But you drew the line a long time ago, knowing better than to allow yourself to grow any form of attachment to the guy who prefers to drive you batshit crazy.
It’s just easier that way. Yeah, sure, playing around and pissing each other off gives you some kind of satisfaction, but you don’t need him in your life. He isn’t that significant.
Or is he?
The more you think about it, the harder a time you have imagining your life without the messy-haired asshole who you’ve somehow grown to…love?
“Whatever, give me a bowl,” Sana says, pulling you from your thoughts before you’re able to dwell on the ‘L’ word very much. “I’m starving. And we need to eat quickly so we have enough time to get ready.”
“Oh, fuck me sideways,” you moan, annoyed with yourself for forgetting, “It’s Thursday.”
Sana’s boyfriend’s fraternity hosts a party every other Thursday night. There’s no way you’re getting out of it either, seeing as you promised her two weekends ago you’d go to the next since you bailed.
“Uh-uh! Don’t even start,” Sana warns. “You’re coming tonight whether you want to or not!”
A frat party is the worst kind of party in your opinion. Memories of the last one you attended float around your mind; wannabee rappers holding their phones by your ear so you can hear their ‘latest diss track’, girls arguing over a guy who doesn’t deserve either in your opinion, drunk couples practically fucking on the couch.
Oh, don’t forget about the pick me girl begging for attention or that guy who gets so fucking obnoxious and is willing to start a fistfight with anyone within an arm's distance. And lastly, the typical fuckboy that will say anything to get you into his bed. Yeah, frat parties are so not your thing.
But you promised Sana, and she’d hold it against you until the end of time if you didn’t go tonight.
You made a plan anyway. Show up, say hi to a few friends, have a few drinks, and disappear before anyone can notice you’ve made a run for it. Fingers crossed that you can pull it off.
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The party is in full swing when you arrive, or so you are assuming since you had to step over someone passed out on the lawn on your way toward the front steps. The door is wide open, and Sana immediately spots her boyfriend Joon from across the room. His face lights up when he notices her waving dramatically and makes his way over to you two.
“She actually came? In the flesh? Y/N, is that really you?” Namjoon teases, obviously not expecting you to make an appearance.
“Hi, Joon. Good to see you too.”
“I was surprised, she didn’t even put up a fight about it tonight.” Sana giggles as soon as Joon pulls her into his arms for a sloppy kiss. You look away and scan the room, searching through the crowd of familiar yet vague faces.
“Sana! Get a room, girl!” one of them hollers, cheering her on as she shoves her tongue down her boyfriend’s throat.
She pulls back and flips off Yoongi, the culprit and one of Joon’s frat brothers, and walks further into the house, scanning the audience for tonight.
“Hey, think you could bring some of your single friends over? Preferably a random group of them with one specific person we all have in our mind. She needs to go home with a guy tonight,” she says to Yoongi as he walks over with drinks in hand for you and Sana.
Everyone seems to understand what she’s saying, other than you, who of course is oblivious yet again as to who they’re referencing.
“I heard you had a rough day,” Yoongi says, handing you one of the plastic cups with a sideways grin as you give Sana an agitated look after smacking her on the arm. But she doesn’t seem to acknowledge either and instead, smirks at Yoongi’s remark. “I have a certain person in mind. Let me see if I can find where he ran off too.”
Joon laughs knowing all too well what happened, "We’ll do our best, see you in a few.”
"Oh my god, Sana! I can’t believe you sometimes,” you whine after the guys are out of earshot.
"What? It’s not like I’m wrong! You need a good time tonight just to relax. You don’t have any Friday classes anyway so have some fun.” She shrugs her shoulders and walks away to say hi to some of her other girlfriends.
While she’s gone and the guys are hunting, you spot Taehyung leaning up against a bookshelf filled with novels you bet haven’t been touched in decades. You try your hardest to weave your way through the crowded area before he can notice you, but unfortunately, your eyes lock with his just as you’re squeezing through a group of girls you’ve never seen before. Freshmen, probably.
“What are you doing here?” you question, not even attempting to hide the annoyed tone in your voice when you feel his presence behind you.
“What do you mean, ’What am I doing here?’ I live here. What are you doing here? I thought you hated these sorts of things.”
"You live here?” you ask, ignoring his question as your head whips around. “I didn’t know you were in the same fraternity as Namjoon.”
“I didn’t know you didn’t know. Sorry?” He laughs as you take the last sip of your mystery drink. “Need another? I’m heading to the kitchen.”
“Uh, whatever you’re having,” you say. Alcohol is alcohol.
“Sure thing. Oh hey, Sana! Where’s Joon?” Taehyung asks, acknowledging that your sidekick returned, but without her significant other.
“Hey Tae, he’s in the Blue Room. Which is where I must drag you to,” she smiles devilishly, grabbing your arm to pull you away. Though unbeknownst to her, you would gladly go anywhere that’s away from Taehyung right now.
“Ahhh, is it already time?” he wonders out loud. “I’ll meet you there,” he says and leaves for the kitchen to grab drinks.
As you’re being pulled away, the only thought parading through your mind is how much you want to rip his head off for the stunt he pulled earlier, but also the multiple ways you can get your revenge on him for costing you ten percent on a paper that would have otherwise been an A+.
Sana pulls you into the second living room, the Blue Room as it’s ‘famously’ known for its somewhat derogatory, yet exclusive, activities. If you could call them that.
Only those invited are allowed to enter. You’re not sure why, but the guys take their rule pretty seriously.
You recognize nearly all of the people already in here, the majority being Namjoon’s frat brothers;
Seokjin; the one that’s always surrounded by both girls and guys. His presence easily fills the room and even without saying a single word he demands their attention.
Yoongi; the one that loves to start shit and can smell drama and sexual tension from a mile away. He knows how to push the right buttons to hear precisely what he wants.
Hoseok; the one who is always smirking about something that no one else seems to know. Not really a gossiper, but definitely knows everything about everyone.
Namjoon; the guy who everyone respects but still teases for being totally whipped for Sana. He’s a softie but can still kick anyone’s ass in mere seconds.
Jimin; the sweet one with a dark side you never want to get on. You’ve heard stories that will haunt you for a while.
And finally, Jungkook; the one who never knows what’s going on but is having a great time regardless. A happy dork who can make you laugh no matter what.
Somehow Taehyung fits into this group too, but you don’t know exactly where he stands yet.
The rest of the room consists of girls you’ve seen around campus and guys attempting to gain Seokjin’s total attention but would probably never get it. Although there are a handful of faces you haven’t seen before, which is refreshing.
It looks like everyone is getting ready to play Ten out of Ten, which is basically a drinking game to initiate party hookups, a ‘how much do you like me’ sort of thing.
To play, everyone in the room writes their name on a little piece of paper and it gets thrown into a bowl. The bowl then gets passed around and each person draws a name out of the bowl, but can’t look at the name until it’s their turn. One person starts and says the name on the paper they pulled and then rates the person a number out of ten if they would sleep with them or not. So then the person whose name was called would go next, and say who they have and rate them. Like a chain game, and you just have to say a number out of ten if you would bang them or not. It’s not really supposed to be a drinking game but somehow it’s become a tradition to take a shot after you say your rating, and especially if someone says ten out of ten - then everyone takes a shot.
Sana grabs two slips of paper and hands one to you. You write your name and hand the pen to her. ‘So much for a couple of drinks and dipping,’ you say internally, realizing that the game will last a while with this many participants. Hopefully, Taehyung remembers your drink. You’re going to need it.
You sigh and sit on the arm of the chair Sana is in as you wait for the game to start.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Taehyung walking towards you with, thank god, a rather large cup in his hand.
“I hope this satisfies your alcoholic needs,” he jokes, “I made it the same way as mine, but with a little less alcohol since I didn’t want to fuck you up a lot."
You take it from him and raise the cup to your mouth. The scent is strong, and your eyes twitch after taking a small sip. He laughs at your quiet sputtering.
“I’ll be good after it hits me. Thanks.”
"Yeah, sure. No problem. And sorry about earlier, again. I know you’ll get me back soon enough and it will be well deserved,” He grins before walking over to sit next to Jungkook.
“Alright, alright.” Jimin starts as he walks around the room with the bowl in his hands, letting everyone grab a piece of paper while he goes over the rules for the newbies invited. The bowl makes its way around the room, and everyone tosses in theirs before Jimin shakes it up and starts letting people pull out a folded piece of paper.
Once everyone has one, he sets the bowl aside, “Everyone ready?”
“Wait, I didn’t get one,” Taehyung says looking around, somewhat confused and a little suspicious. Something’s going on. He just doesn’t know what exactly.
“Oh I didn’t know you were back already, this is the last one,” Jimin says, handing him a name slip, failing to hide the evil grin on his face. “Okay, let’s get this started!”
About ten minutes into the game, you are already feeling the buzz. Whatever Taehyung gave you is pretty damn good now that you’re drunk enough to not taste the alcohol. Meaning, you’re drinking more than you’re paying attention to the game.
Needless to say, you’re a little spaced out until you hear someone say your name. You look up and make eye contact with Taehyung from across the room.
He chuckles awkwardly and sits up. “Of course,” he mutters under his breath, not-so-silently cursing Jimin at the same time.
Taehyung has my name?
“Oh, please go on. We can’t wait to hear what you have to share,” Joon grins as Taehyung responds with a death glare.
The room goes silent in anticipation of what he’s going to say, especially your shared friends. They’re watching very intently as Taehyung takes a swig of his drink and curses again.
“Ten out of ten would bang,” he announces, pausing for a quick moment to take a shot along with everyone else, but you. You’re too awe and unable to do anything but gawk at him as he continues.
“But also ten out of ten would care for you afterward, ten out of ten would let you stay over, ten out of ten would tuck you in, ten out of ten would cuddle the shit outta you in bed, ten out of ten would make sure you fall asleep okay, and ten out of ten would make you breakfast in the morning.”
You’re sure you look crazy with your eyes popping out and your jaw nearly on the floor. Everyone else’s reaction pretty much mirrors yours. Everyone except Sana who is squealing like crazy next to you. A few of the girls glare at you as the guys whoop and holler.
You’re unsure how you feel about what just happened. If it even happened. Or if you somehow hallucinated the whole thing.
Did Taehyung just confess? Does that even count as a confession? Or was he just playing along with the game? Did the room get smaller? Why the hell is it so hot in here?
You take a deep breath, remembering that everyone’s eyes are still on you since it’s your turn, and yet you’re frozen in your spot.
Do they expect you to say something before you take your turn? Do you even want to say anything? Maybe he was joking, maybe you could laugh it off. Or maybe he meant it… What if he meant it?
You fiddle with the piece of paper between your fingers before deciding to unfold it and get on with it so you can get the hell out of this small room.
“Um. Woojin, six out of ten,” you spit out as quickly as you can and immediately get up to leave. You don’t even know where you are going, just following where your feet are taking you.
You have two options; you can either leave and face the wrath of Sana when she comes home - if she comes home - or you can hide somewhere until you can come up with a better plan while you attempt to sober up. The latter is what your subconscious goes with as your body stumbles upstairs to find an unoccupied bedroom to hide out in.
The first one was not locked but definitely should have been. Thankfully you didn’t see too much of the two who you found in a compromising position, and thankfully they probably won’t remember the incident in the morning either.
Fortunately, the next room you barge into is free. After shutting the door, you lean up against it and close your eyes while you focus on your breathing. Your heart is still racing as you try to not think about what happened downstairs.
Feeling calmed down enough, you open your eyes and look around. The first thing that catches your eye is the band posters that cover the wall. Everything from Sinatra and Dean Martin, to The Doors and The Rolling Stones, to Bad Omens and Bring Me The Horizon.
Whoever this room belongs to has good taste. For being a boy's room, it’s pretty clean too. Yeah, there are clothes spewn here and there, but it isn’t any worse than the state that you left your own room in.
Sighing, you sit on the edge of the bed and cover your face with your hands.
What now?
"Yeah, sorry to ruin your moment or whatever, but my room is off-limits. If you’re gonna puke or pass out I’d rather you find somewhere else to do it.”
You lift your head to see the one and only person you did not expect to see in your current confused state standing in the doorway. “Taehyung.”
“Oh,” he says, “It’s you. How did you know this was my room?”
“I didn’t. I was hiding.” Shit, you weren’t supposed to say that.
“Oh…” he says again, shutting his door so the noise of the party lessens. He walks over to sit next to you on the bed, "I was looking for you. After you, uh, ran out.” He hesitates to see if you say anything. You don’t.
“Look,” he begins, “I don’t want to make things awkward. I know we’re friends. Sort of. When we’re not trying to murder each other and all that. But I’ve been into you for a while now and I just can’t hide it any longer. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to take you out sometime."
Once again, you’re gawking.
"Oh god, are you gonna puke or something?” His eyes are panicky as he looks around the room for something you can use in case you do.
“No! No, I just, ahh…” It’s now or never, “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, I am.”
"And did you mean what you said earlier?” You say, referring to his confession in The Blue Room. You try to hide how hard your heart is pounding inside your chest. Just as you would have to hide how hurt you’re going to be when he says the inevitable.
“Well…” He trails off, and you prepare for the worst.
He wasn’t serious, it was some kind of joke, you misheard him, there was another person with your name in the room-
“Hello? Are you sure you’re not going to puke? You look a little pale.”
“I’m fine, was it a lie, just for the game?” you say leaning towards his body, his inevitably doing the same. “Or were you being honest?”
“I was being one hundred percent honest. And I still am. I like you, a lot. As hard as that is for me to admit.” His hand grazes yours and rests on top of it. He was half expecting you to pull away and run out of the room but is more than happy to realize that isn’t the case. Maybe you feel something too. His eyes burn into yours as he awaits your response.
It’s hard for you to admit your feelings as well. If you weren’t both so perfectly stubborn and bull-headed, you might have made this conclusion a long time ago.
You hate to admit that. You hate being wrong.
But Taehyung doesn’t feel wrong to you. His hand on yours feels so…right.
"Good,” you sigh in relief, finally giving in to your heart. You lean in closer and lightly brush your lips against his, pulling back to gauge his reaction.
Taehyung’s breath hitches. The moment you pull away he hastily stands up and moves to his door, his back pressed flat against the wooden surface while the angel and devil on his shoulders argue.
Fuck, he wants you. But he knows you’ve been drinking. And he would never put you in this position and knows how much he would hate himself if you woke up the next day regretting your drunk self’s impulsive decision.
“Don’t do that to me, fuck. I won’t be able to resist. I want to take you out first. You deserve to be taken out on a date first,” he says, running his hands through his hair. You get up and walk towards him. “Several dates. Shit.”
“You still can. But, you know, after you fuck me*.*” Feeling confident, you take another step closer to him. And then another. Until you are pressed up against his chest, listening to his heartbeat as your lips hover over his neck. Finally, his hand grabs the side of your face, pulling you in before he unleashes his lips onto yours. Teeth, tongue, and all.
“This is wrong. This is so wrong.” He moans after pushing you up against his closed bedroom door, “Are you sure? Are you drunk?” You roll your eyes.
“Stop trying to talk me out of this,” you whisper while leaving wet kisses along his jawline. You’ve waited too long. There’s no way in hell you’re stopping now. Lifting your head and looking into his eyes, you continue, “I didn’t drink that much. I want this. I want you.”
He groans and presses his lips into yours yet again. “I swear this wasn’t my intention,” he says after pulling back.
You kiss him hard, but your quick attempt to shut him up doesn’t work.
“I promise it wasn’t,” he blurts, “I was just being honest, you know the rules of the game.” He pulls you close again as his lips flutter around your neck, causing an airy sigh to escape from your parted ones.
“No more talking. Please.” You pull his face back up and let his lips harshly reattach to yours. He proceeds to kiss you, slowing down when you try to speed things up.
“I just need you to know that I didn’t plan for this to happen,” he repeats.
“Taehyung!” You whine as your eyes tell him to stop worrying about it, “Shut up and kiss me.”
“I need to hear you say it. I need to make sure I’m not dreaming.”
You pull back slightly from his embrace to tug your shirt off, “Tae please,“ you beg between kisses, the slick from your heat seeping through your thin underwear, "Just fuck me already.”
And just like that, the switch in his mind flips.
Taehyung wastes no time lifting you, bringing your clothed center up against his. You moan into his mouth feeling his hardness pressing into you through his jeans.
Your senses tingle, from the way his hands are holding your jaw, how his scent encompasses you, the roughness of hips grinding against yours, and finally - from the way his kisses deepen with urgency as he carries you back over to his unmade bed.
Once there, he leans you down gently before hovering over your body, letting his hands run along your hips as they make their way to the front of your pants. His fingers tease the skin alongside the waistline of your checkered jeans as he frantically works to undo them, pulling them and your panties off simultaneously.
Your eyes meet as his hand slides slowly up the inside of your legs, right up to your center. One of your hands covers your mouth as his fingers weave their way through your dewy folds, and dive deep into your core.
He grins wolfishly as they curl with each small thrust into you, and soft mewls pour out from your parted mouth. “That’s it, let me hear you,” he praises as his fingers continue their divine torture.
“Oh my god, Tae,” you cry out, reaching for him as his fingers quicken. “Closer. I need you closer to me,” you pant, grabbing his shirt in the process and ripping it open, giggling unapologetically as you hear the small buttons hit the floor.
His lips close around your earlobe, sucking slightly as his fingers continue gliding in and out of you, “You owe me a new shirt.”
“Consider it payback for the fountain.”
“Payback, shmayback,” he grins while pressing his thumb up against your clit, pulling a gasp from you.
“Oh shut up already and put your mouth somewhere it matters,” you say slyly while non-so-subtly pushing his head down your torso until he understands your intention.
“Yes, ma’am,” he breathes before tasting you. His tongue sliding between your folds is nearly enough to send you spiraling. And as if it isn’t enough already, Taehyung reinserts two fingers into your heat as he laps at your delicate clit, bringing you closer and closer with each lick.
The taste of your sweet center has his rock-hard member twitching in anticipation, but he refuses to rush this. He wants nothing more than for you to come all over his face.
He deserves it.
You deserve it.
Soon enough you’re shaking from your very core as the waves rip through your body. Taehyung presses your hips down as he takes all your body has to offer him.
“Holy shit,” you pant, that was undeniably one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had.
He releases your center with a loud smacking sound and leaves delicate kisses on the inside of each of your thighs, admiring the goosebumps he causes on your velvety soft skin, before moving upward to reattach his lips to yours in a sweet, yet needy, embrace.
Taehyung wraps his arms around you to unclasp your bra while you catch your breath, giving special attention to the soft mounds now held in his hands. Your fingers twist through his hair as his tongue decides to flick one of your nipples before covering it entirely with his mouth. He swirls his tongue around them slowly and gently biting down just enough to hold the hardened nub between his teeth.
“Mmm, I want you,” he whispers, working to undo his own pants this time.
You breathe heavily, “I want-,” the rest of the words caught in your throat as you take in his length. You never expected him to be lacking in that area, but he definitely is larger than what you had anticipated.
“Like what you see?” he smirks, rather enjoying how you gape at him.
“Yes.”
Taehyung swallows hard; your honesty turns him on even more, if that’s possible.
“First things first,” he says, pulling away to grab a condom from his nightstand. You stop him.
“No, I want to feel you. All of you.”
He looks at you quizzically.
“I have an IUD, there’s nothing to worry about. Unless this is your way of telling me you’ve got…something?”
His eyes burn into yours, and he growls “No condom then,” quickly shutting down your question.
Grabbing your hips and holding them in place, Taehyung runs the head of his cock through your damp folds, then slaps your center with his throbbing tip, teasing you once more before he sinks deep into you without another thought.
Watching the way your lower stomach fills out as he pushes all the way into you only adds fuel to his fire. Right now, in this single instant, he owns you. And he’s going to make sure you know it.
Your fingernails dig into his biceps while he stretches you out in the most perfect way, gasping when he quickly removes himself and slams back into you.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, “You feel so good baby, so much better than I could have ever dreamed.”
You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him in deeper if it’s even possible. Taehyung shifts his weights and thrusts into you at a new angle, one that practically makes you see stars.
“Right there, yes. Yes!”
Biting into his shoulder when it becomes almost too much, you use your legs and push on his chest to flip him over so you’re on top, riding him at your own naughty pace.
Taehyung’s hands rest on your hips as you glide on top of him. His thrown-back head and mouthful of colorful words should be enough to prove how much he’s loving this, how much he’s loving you.
But as much as he adores watching your beautiful face twisting and turning with pleasure from below, and your perfect tits bouncing with each swift movement of your hips, he needs to be in charge right now before he loses his mind this early into the long night that awaits you both.
Whipping you around, he hovers over top of your backside and pulls your ass up against him. “Tell me you’ve never had better,” he demands while wrapping an arm around your waist as he pounds into you again from the new position. “Tell me how much you’ve needed me and my cock,” he growls into your ear with one hand moving up towards your neck.
Words are impossible at this point, your head is spinning with too many thoughts of how wonderful you feel and how hot he is in bed.
“Tell me!” he says again, gripping your neck tighter, his long fingers wrapping around your jawline.
“N-no one’s cock is better than yours,” you gasp, his pace picking with your obedience to answer just how he wanted. “No one’s,” you repeat, your eyes rolling back into your head as your insides start to coil.
He releases his hand from your neck and you forget about its whereabouts until there’s a sharp sting on your ass, that’s when you realize the sound that echoes through the room is from his hand cracking against your cheeks. “Mmm, again,” you beg, loving the after effects his spanks have on your body.
Taehyung doesn’t have to be told twice and marks you again, softly massaging the area where his red handprint remains afterward.
Your heated breaths blend as your bodies dance together on the edge, waiting to fall into perfect bliss. He flips you over one last time, wanting to face you as you come undone around him.
Taehyung leans over and nuzzles into your neck, letting his senses take over his body as he pulls you closer and closer toward white, hot pleasure.
“Oh my god!” you scream as the coil deep inside you finally snaps, sending electric sparks through your body.
Taehyung could have died and gone to heaven feeling your insides spasm and clench around him. He grits his teeth as he pumps his seed deep inside you.
His body weight falls on top of yours, energy totally spent.
You find yourself drifting off to the sound of his breathing that matches yours, and fall into a light slumber with your bodies still entwined.
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The sound of sirens abruptly awakens you. Rubbing your heavy eyelids, the room flashes between red and blue as the police car lights shine through Taehyung’s second-story windows. You try to sit up but are pulled down by a heavy arm.
“Mmmm,” Taehyung mutters beside you, “Party’s crashed, it’ll quiet down again in a sec once everyone’s out.” His raspy voice tickles your neck and his hand slides down your side, resting on your hip.
A loud crashing sound followed by mumbling voices and footsteps moving outside his door wakes Taehyung up more.
“Everyone out besides residents. Time to go home!” an officer yells in the distance, and more footsteps echo as the house empties.
He sits up and listens, falling back down into bed next to you when he hears the familiar sound of the squad car door closing and driving off to find the next college party to bust.
Thinking it’s probably time to leave yourself, you reach for your shirt that’s hanging from the desk chair near his bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it time for me to go?”
“No.” He leans on a bent arm, the other reaching for you to pull you back into his warm embrace. “Do you want to go?”
“No,” you breathe.
“Then stay,” he whispers before kissing you again.
The rest of your late night together is soft and sensual, filled with loving gazes, slow movements, and shallow panting as you lay together as one.
You find yourself getting lost in his touch, every nerve in your body blazes with pure passion this time.
Taehyung whispers your name and wraps your hands in his, pulling them up above your head.
Each roll of his hips draws silky moans from your parted lips. Heat radiates from where hands gently grip your thighs as you writhe beneath him.
You claw at his back, completely and utterly lost in the pleasure as you take the plunge into another mind-blowing orgasm.
He loves how your body reacts to his touch. He loves how you squeeze around his cock, quivering uncontrollably around him as he finds his own wonderful release.
He pushes into you once more before letting himself go. Your head swirls as he fills you with his seed, while your heart pounds to the same rhythm as his.
Taehyung’s pace slows as you tremble around him, he finds it hard to quit thrusting. He doesn’t want to forget this, doesn’t want to waste a moment where he’s not buried deep inside you.
You feel the same way, feeling full in more ways than one, and your heart flutters when you make this realization. Taehyung completes you.
Once his breath returns to its normal rate, he pulls out slowly and watches in admiration as his seed leaks out from your center, dripping between your folds.
He freezes with his eyes glued to the mess he created inside of you, wanting to burn this image into his memory forever.
Taehyung gives in to his sudden urge and uses the pad of his thumb to massage your sensitive heat. Sensually, he pushes the remaining cream back into you, wanting it to stay inside you forever.
He eventually lays back down and pulls you on top of him, the exhaustion starting to set in. His lips leave precious kisses along your cheeks, jawline, and neck before attaching to yours. He sighs contently and rests his hands on the curve of your lower back, satisfied with the way your body conforms perfectly against his.
You lay there, enjoying the blissful moment until you take in what just happened. You have no regrets, Taehyung was everything. But your head is still spinning as thoughts like ‘what does this mean’ and ‘where do we stand now’ float through your brain.
Your heart rate picks up as you start to feel a small sense of panic take over. You need to clear your head and clean yourself properly. A shower. That’ll help.
You’re sweaty, sticky, and still covered in a combination of yours and his cum, yet Taehyung refused to let you roll off of him, "Stay, you’re warm.”
“I’m gross, and I could use a shower,” you say, glancing at him, “if that’s okay…”
“Yeah, absolutely,” he nods as you move off of him. He gets up, presumably grabbing you some clothes. He digs around in his dresser before pulling out a pair of clean sweatpants and a t-shirt. “Here, and there’s the bathroom.” He says pointing to the door that’s to the left of the bed, “Make sure you lock the other door, it’s attached to Yoongi’s room. I’ll join you in a few.” There’s a sudden skip in your heart as you watch him slip his jeans back on and lean down to kiss your cheek. Biting down a creeping smile, you give him one final wave before leaving his room.
Taehyung heads downstairs to grab a glass of water. The party is long over now after the bust and he steps around empty cups scattered down the steps.
As he makes the turn into the kitchen and reaches for a glass, to say that he was surprised to be greeted by Jimin and his know-it-all face would be a straight-faced lie. Exhaling, he closes the cabinet door.
“Don’t even say it,” Taehyung warns. He has more important things to listen to than Jimin’s ‘I told you so’s’.
"Say what? I have no idea what you mean…” he smirks. “Okay I lied, I told you! I totally told you she was into you. You’re welcome by the way.”
It takes Taehyung a few seconds to comprehend where his friend is going with that.
“Oh my god! I should have known. You purposely gave me her piece of paper during the game!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Don’t you have someone waiting?”
“You think you’re so sneaky, don’t you?”
He grins coyly, “Maybe just a little bit.”
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Feeling the sunshine’s warmth on your skin wakes you up at daybreak. You stretch and snuggle back into the cozy bed. Taehyung is still snoring softly beside you, unbothered by the sound of the birds awakening.
You admire his face as he sleeps, while memories of your steamy shower late last night drift through your mind. He took extra care of you, washing your body head to toe, massaging your scalp as he shampooed your hair, and leaving warm kissing on your skin after drying you off. Of course, that was all after he held you against the glass wall of his shower and did more sinful things to your writhing body. Shuddering as you remember the filthy things he whispered to you while doing those things.
You ignore the heat pooling between your legs from the recollections of Taehyung’s long fingers and where he put them, among other things, and internally groan instead realizing you need to make your escape now before the rest of the house wakes. Before you’re caught.
And if Sana stayed over too, you’ll never hear the end of it.
The walk of shame is not something people typically look forward to, especially when you’re leaving a frat house of all places. It’s a double-shame kind of moment.
You have one leg over him and are almost able to touch the floor to make your great escape.
Taehyung peeks between his barely parted eyelashes and smiles slyly at how unaware you are. His arms close around you quickly just as your foot skims the floor, immediately pulling you against him so your face is only a mere couple of inches away from his.
“And where, pray tell, do you think you’re going?” he says with a gruff morning voice that sends another wave of heat to your center. Your cheeks flush pink as you squirm, feeling his morning wood along your thigh.
"Oh, um. Hi-”
“Oh don’t do that.”
“Do what?” you ask as you try to wiggle out of his arms, but his iron grip doesn’t allow for that.
“Acting all shy. Nuh-uh. Not allowed. Not after last night,” he announces, tugging you in for a quick kiss while his fingers tickle your side, which causes you to wriggle against him even more.
He lets out a groan and his hips involuntarily buck up into yours. That’s when you really feel him.
It’s your turn to grin wolfishly. “Oh, sorry about that,” you taunt as you press your center down onto him again and circle slowly before sitting up on your knees, leaving him between your legs wanting more contact, needing more of you.
“Fuck, you can’t just grind on me and then stop, baby. Please keep going,” he begs as he juts his hips up looking for some kind of friction.
Taehyung stills and moans uncontrollably as you palm his hardening length through the fabric of his sweatpants, and it’s nearly enough to make him see stars when you reach inside to feel him.
His voice shudders when you pull him out from the waistband of his pants. Your pointer finger glides along his satiny skin, across the vein popped out from your touch, and up to his tip to wipe the small, white dribble away.
“Ready so soon? Thought you’d be spent after last night,” you tease, knowing very well he’ll pounce on you at any moment once given the okay. He watches in awe as you bring your finger up to your lips to lick it clean.
“Mmmm,” you hum, “maybe I should take another taste first…” You bend down to lick along his length this time.
“Oh god,” he grunts, his husky voice full of desire.
Taehyung thanks the universe for not coming undone the second your sweet mouth encompasses his length. He pushes the hair out of your face so he can watch you bob up and down, your hands covering the lower part of his shaft that won’t fit in your mouth.
You press down into him as far as your body lets you, swallowing his hugeness with pride.
His hand grips your hair to your head still as he moves inside you. Slowly at first, not wanting to hurt you, but picking up the pace nonetheless, loving how you choke around him.
He pulls out of your mouth and you gasp for air, drool dripping uncontrollably from your swollen lips.
“Open,” he rasps, holding back until he’s able to place his throbbing head on your tongue and shoots his release into your throat with a loud moan.
His body trembles as the tip of your tongue dances along the underside of his head. He gasps when your lips close around him and you work to suck the rest out of him.
His whole body shudders when you release him, the pain of being overstimulated mixing deliciously with the pleasure you make him feel. He lets out one last breath before collapsing beside you, totally drained.
You lay in bed as the sun rises up high in the sky, holding each other as you talk quietly about whatever crosses your minds, laughing every so often when one of you disagrees with the other, all while you wait to regain the energy to start your day officially.
Meaning it’s nearly noon by the time you crawl out of bed.
“C’mon, I’ll make us something to eat. You like french toast?”
The boys on the sofa ignore you as you walk behind them on your way to the kitchen with Taehyung, or so you think they do.
“Oh yeah, just like that Tae. Oooh,” Yoongi teases once you’re out of the living room, using a girly voice that is supposed to mock yours.
“Fuck, keep going, baby.” Jimin tries to imitate Taehyung but does so very poorly. Still, the overly smug look on his face taunts you childishly.
Taehyung grabs something out of the fruit bowl and whips it at them. “Go fuck yourself with that damn banana Jimin,” he hollers, muttering curses under his breath.
Awkwardly, Jimin picks up the banana that hits him in the back of the head and frowns, “Way to ruin bananas for me. Thanks.”
“As if that’s gonna stop you,” Seokjin laughs as he comes down the steps, joining the conversation. Jimin scowls. Namjoon loses it on the recliner, laughing so hard he’s not making a single sound, which in turn causes everyone to laugh with him.
“Don’t mind them, they’ve clearly lost too many brain cells,” he tells you after lifting you onto the counter next to his workstation. He turns to grab the ingredients he needs out of the fridge, and you realize with a sense of adoration, you could get used to this.
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muniimyg · 1 year
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the morning after // kth
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pieces of peace; a series of therapy sessions
# 3 ! oc has broken up with taehyung and he struggles to understand the breakup
navi | m. list | ask me ! | no tag list 
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paring:
sadboy taehyung + ex girlfriend oc
au/genre:
post-break up au / getting back together
healing, sulking, attempting to move on
angst angst angst
note: tbh this one has been in my drafts for literally MONTHS. i dunno what is even going on but i jus need it out lololol
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There’s no point.
No point in anything these days.
No point in eating out because he was used to asking for a table for two and eating alone just looks so fucking sad.
No point in making coffee because he doesn’t even like it. Regardless of how many sweeteners he put in his cup, it always tastes too bitter. Too bland. Too anticlimactic. But he sipped every sip just to spend time with you in the morning. So no, Taehyung did not like coffee but he loved you. He learned how to make coffee for two, not for one. 
It hasn’t been long since you left.
It’s only been a month and a half but it feels like a lifetime without you by his side. You left and made his king-sized bed for one. He hasn’t slept alone in years. He doesn’t even remember what it feels like to sleep on the right side of the bed because that was your side.
It’s the same way he can’t recall what it’s like to have his heart to himself: it was yours. For so long, it had been yours to care for, to love, and to keep. 
But shit happens.
Things change. 
People change. 
You needed space and Taehyung had to give it to you. He had to empty parts of himself for you. It left him questing who he is without you.
Yeah.
Who is he without you? 
It’s something his friend would constantly ask one another whenever he arrived late to dinners in hoodies and a sad smile. No one could make him feel better even for a millisecond. You were by far the best thing to have ever happened to him and everyone knew that. 
Still, Taehyung’s friends tried. 
Tonight, they invited another pretty girl that looked to be Taehyung’s type. Again, they play the not-so-subtle game of “have you met Taehyung?” 
It makes him sick. 
How I Met Your Mother was your favourite show to play as background noise. Especially when you two were preparing dinners or making sleepy 8AM pancakes before heading to your parent’s home for Sunday family lunch. 
The girl looks a little too much like you. It pains Taehyung more than it attracts him. He feels stupid in front of his friends. He feels stupid for doing this to you because it wasn’t your face or your body. None of that compared to the way you held his heart and loved him the way you did. 
How you mastered comforting him on days he felt weaker than usual. 
How each kiss from you felt better than the last. 
How complete his life felt sitting next to you, watching the raspberry lemonade sky fade into a starry night.
How you completed him.
It’s only been a month and half but he still misses mornings with you. The stupid mid-day texts you’d send because a mug, a random YouTube video, or a picture of a cute dog popped up and reminded you of him. It was everything mundane that had him enchanted by you. 
He misses you. 
From slow and giggly sex, spontaneous convince store trips at 2AM, and even quiet dinners after an argument—he wants nothing more than those moments back. He wants nothing more than for you to come back and just be his again.
It aches.
Every part of his day aches as he’s all alone. Who's by your side? Is it that guy from your workplace that couldn’t get the hint? Is it your best girlfriends that never really liked him in the first place? Or are you by yourself too?
The only thing Taehyung doesn’t miss about you is the way you made him feel the morning after.
When he woke up groggy, eyes puffy from crying, and worst of all: hopeful. He has never wanted to wake up from a nightmare this bad before. It was that morning when he brewed coffee for two, ate out for dinner, and asked for a table for two, and found himself dragging his feet with his head hanging low on his walk home all alone. 
It takes so much of him to fix these habits. 
Brew coffee for one, not two. 
Table for one, not two. 
Live for himself, not you. 
It felt silly. The whole break-up and the ache wrapped around it like a bow. There was no point in feeling that kind of devastation, right? Taehyung knows he’ll get over it. Though it may be hard and nearly impossible, he will one day get over you. 
But not today. 
Not the morning after, not the week after, not months after.. He’ll continue to hurt until you come back to him and heal him or he goes numb from all this fucking bullshit. 
Taehyung has never felt more alone in his life. 
Then, his phone buzzes.
Jimin [3:29AM]: We’ll stop setting U up on dates if U want. We can come over and make sure U’re eating right if U want
Taehyung [3:32AM]: Nah
Jimin [3:37AM]: … Or idk talk to her? Talk to a therapist or smt. Idk. This isn’t U. Feels like we’ve been losing U lately. Don’t break up with us.
Taehyung [3:41AM]: Lol
Taehyung sighs, not bothering to keep this conversation going. It’s all the same. It’s the same pity and the same self-help suggestions. It all burned slowly and made him feel crazy. He wasn’t crazy because, in the darkness of his bedroom, he thinks to himself: this helps. 
Talking, acknowledging, and letting myself feel everything right now by himself.. Helps. For now, this will suffice. Being here for himself helps. This is therapeutic.  
Besides, he doesn’t have the energy to go to a therapist and force himself to open up. Maybe he should go there when he knows his feelings a little better himself.. Yeah. That’s more like it.
It’s like this: if he knows he feels alone, what was the point of trying to fill that void when it’s yours to fill? You are only his to love and that defeats him entirely. He doesn’t want to call or text you because he wants you to do that on your own. 
There was no point in begging or trying to fix himself. Why couldn’t he just be broken in peace? Be aimless and call it healing. Taehyung doesn’t want direction right now. He didn’t want there to be a point or to even think of love. The questions were endless, but the answer had been prefixed from the very beginning. 
Then, his phone buzzes. He expects it to be Jimin.
YN [4:01AM]: Hey
YN [4:01AM]: U up?
Taehyung [4:03AM]: Hi
YN [4:03AM]: Can we talk?
Taehyung [4:04AM]: Idk. About what?
YN [4:04AM]: Us? The morning after? Anything
Taehyung [4:07AM]: Come over. I’ll make us some coffee
YN [4:08AM]: But you don’t like coffee
Taehyung [4:08AM]: I still drank it every morning with U. Also, Idk how to brew coffee for one so just come over. We’ll figure it out
YN [4:09AM]: Okay. Let’s figure it out
Taehyung [4:09AM]: Good
Taehyung [4:12AM]: I miss you
YN [4:13AM]: I miss you too
Taehyung smiles at his phone. He gets up and goes to his kitchen to begin brewing coffee for two. He isn’t sure what this means or what is to come.. But he has a feeling there’s a point to all of this—that the morning after would be a new beginning. 
After all, what was the point of love if it wasn’t going to be you?
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seungfiles · 1 year
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you and taehyung have a rather interesting dynamic, to say the least.
if you were to call constant bickering, a heated rivalry, and an incapability to behave civilly around one another 'interesting', then yes, precisely that.
it had all started with the pair of you both studying a master of music in jazz studies, where you found yourself glaring daggers at a shaggy-haired individual seated a few rows ahead in a lecture, whilst he contradicted one of your points regarding the presence of saxophones within orchestras. safe to say, kim taehyung had not known just how much you hated to be wrong, and the sheer length of time you could hold a grudge. in turn, you had not known what a stubborn, hot-tempered shithead he was.
and so began the intense animosity between the two of you, which admittedly made your saxophone theory professor tremble nervously down to his boots.
but you'd never realised before a certain point how much taehyung's words set off fiery sparks in your brain. it was... stimulating, to have someone challenge you, and make you think. or what a perfect slope his nose formed in his side profile, and the way the loose t-shirts you once so eloquently mocked for being 'ratty', hung perfectly on his slim figure. all of a sudden, taehyung's deep baritone voice made your toes curl with tension - not with annoyance.
oh. you think. i like him.
fuck.
{ taehyung doesn't quite know how to put it into words. he doesn't even know when his feelings shifted. he's only ever been good with music notes; he found his freedom in tracing the length of his saxophone, sounding out sweet melodies. so how is he meant to tell you that you make his heart sing? that you strum chords with his veins, and his blood hums whenever you're near? }
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kooktrash · 1 year
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love and rivalry | kim taehyung
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summary: kim taehyung is neither friend or foe, he’s more of an annoying fly always near creating chaos in your life. now he’s buzzing on about his new crush and begging for your help in exchange for his help with yours. like an idiot you agree though you signed up more than you can chew. just great.
warnings: 17.3k words. e2l but like, soft e2l. college. crack humor kinda. smut. fluff. mutual namecalling. frenemy taehyung. classmate taehyung. both highkey funny and sassy? a little jk x y/n but nothing serious. taehyung x oc. jealousy. y/n gets wasted. smutwise[protected. rough. quick. six-nine position. couch. fondling. make out. hatefuck but soft.] Idiots to lovers.
The moment was too intense. No, wrong word for it, awkward? Well, no, that still didn’t sound right. He’s not sure how to explain it but he just doesn’t like it right now. You aren’t friends but he knows you well enough to know that you’re holding back laughter. What makes that even worse is that he’s swallowing his pride to even talk to you. He looked down at his phone as if in a rush in hopes of getting you to just accept his damn offer.
Your eyes began to crinkle and he knew what was coming. First, the laugh came from your nose making your cheeks puff out as you fought the urge to laugh. It didn’t matter though because your laugh made it through your sealed lips that you’d clearly been trying to hold back. His eyes rolled clearly unamused by your laughter, arms crossed over his chest waiting for you to be done. You were wheezing now, a few heads turning your way to see what was so funny but they came up short when it was just you two. He sighed, “Are you done?”
“One sec,” you held up a finger giving one final ha ha shaking your hair back looking over to him with that same grin, “Yeah, my answer is no.”
“Why?” Taehyung groaned louder than he had intended and more heads turned making him glare at you, “Not even if I ask you nicely?”
“I don’t give two shits about how nice you are,” you laughed again poking around your rice to see what else you could eat. You shook your head returning the glare back to him, “And by the way, there’s not a single nice bone in your body.”
“Listen you—“ deep breath Taehyung. Ignore the smirk on your face and try and be charming. He took a deep breath, eyes closed as if meditating and it only made you more amused. He made a move to brush his hair back. A perfect smile appeared on his face turning back to look at you, “Oh come on Y/n, isn’t it about time we put the past behind us? No need to hold grudges, we’re adults we can work this out.”
“Work what out, exactly?” You stood suddenly, your tote bag hanging from your shoulders and tray in hand. His heart began to race, he hurried to gather his own things as you started leaving. His chair scraped along the linoleum floor but he was following after you. He moved too close, bumping your shoulder as you placed your trays in the washing station and you made an annoyed sound. He cleared his throat, “Well, you know… What happened last year—listen, I take full responsibility and I can tell you now I’ve grown since then. I am a new man, I—“
“Whatever cheater.”
“Okay, I did not cheat,” he argued pushing the door open for the two of you to leave the lunch room. You were walking ahead of him still and he was having to rush to catch up. Your legs were shorter than his but you were like a speed racer or something because he found himself out of breath. “I had a bad judgement call and in reality I was just thinking about what was best for us but clearly that didn’t work.”
“Clearly,” you said as the two kept walking toward the courtyard that connected pathways from different buildings. Taehyung hot on your trails, “Look, it’s not that I didn’t think you were smart, I was just super arrogant and I assumed you wouldn’t know anything since you were a first year. Not an excuse I know, I shouldn’t have changed the report without telling you. But don’t you think you’re being a little too petty to still be holding this grudge? I mean it was a year ago.”
“Oh I’m the petty one?” You scoffed in disbelief. He was not helping his case whatsoever. “Didn’t you cry about getting a lower score than me in the last exam?”
“I did not cry, I was simply distraught,” Taehyung said with exaggerated hand gestures. He had no clue where he was even going, he was just following you but he was desperate. He’s tried everything and nothing seems to be working so this is his last resort. Practically begging on his knees with his tail wagging behind him. He reached for your arm pulling you back. His other hand held the strap of his backpack stopping the two of you in the middle of the cement path. “I’m sorry okay? I’m immature I know but—“
“I’ve never seen you this desperate,” you said with a smile, “But I like it.” “So you’ll do it?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because, I know what kind of guy you are,” you said with a roll of your eyes beginning to walk to your next lecture again, “You have a new girlfriend every week. Clearly Soyoung knows this if she rejected you and what do you expect me to do about that? One, her and I are friends but we’re not close enough for me to introduce her to someone. Second, I don’t like you.”
“I don’t like you either,” he said before he realized he even said it. His eyes widened already regretting it when you simply rolled your eyes, “Who would’ve thunk.” Thought, he corrected but he knew better than to say that out loud especially when you were just being sarcastic. He could go without your attitude but whatever, he’s busy. He’s still trying to butter you up. He made himself smile again nudging your shoulder playfully, “Truce?”
“You know, if you wouldn’t have scored higher than I did on the midterm then I would’ve said sure, but since I’m a ‘sore loser’ in your own words, I’m gonna say fuck no, instead” you argued nudging him back as a warning that you don’t play. He groaned, “Why can’t you just help me? I’ll pay you.”
“You’re more desperate than I thought,” you laughed, “And do you plan on following me all the way to my next class?”
“I just mi—“ “Y/n!” The two of you turned to the source of noise and a smile spread across your face. Taehyung didn’t react in time to you leaving and before he knew it you were running off to the person, “Soyoung!”
“Aish,” he cursed watching you leave even swinging his arm out as if to have the last say but you were already too far gone. He looked around at all the passing students and made a quick move to head to his lecture that he’d definitely be late to. When he made it into the lecture hall his friends were already sitting with a seat saved for him. He dropped his backpack down on the desk and with a low grumble as he took his seat. His friends looked at him as he made another annoyed sound.
“Why is Y/n L/n so… infuriating!” Taehyung said with a groan in frustration as he angrily put his things down. Yoongi chuckled, “What did she do this time?”
“Well, you know how I asked Soyoung out just yesterday and she said no? First of all, why would she say no? I’m amazing, I’m literally the perfect man to date,” Taehyung said. Yoongi laughed even harder, Jimin right there next to him laughing at Taengung’s words. Taehyung looked between them clearly still irritated and now their laughing is even more mocking. Yoongi wiped away a fake tear, “You aren’t the perfect man to date but that’s a discussion for another day. What does Y/n have to do with this?”
“Oh, right,” Taehyung cleared his throat ready to tell his story, “So I found out Y/n and Soyoung are friends and you know, Y/n and I have had our… moments? But if you look at it from a different perspective you can say we’re frien—acquaintan—classmates? Yeah, we’re classmates. So, I figured I could go to her and seek out some friendly advice on how to get with Soyoung and she says no!” Taehyung looks evidently distraught by the face that you wouldn’t help him and it was clearly amusing. Jimin snickered, “Are we in high school? Why do you need someone to help you get with Soyoung?”
“Because she’s the love of my life.” “Since when?” “Yesterday?” “Yeah, I see where Y/n’s coming from. It’s very hard to take you seriously about relationships when all you think about is studying and going out. What’s the longest relationship you’ve had?”
“That’s not what’s important, what’s important is that if I convince Y/n to talk me up to Soyoung then she’ll start seeing me as a better guy, you know?”
“And you want Y/n to help you? Wow, how can you be so smart academically but also the biggest idiot I’ve ever met?” Yoongi asked Taehyung which only made him look even more confused by what he might be implying. He shook his head in disbelief looking to Taehyung, “You two have been at each other’s throat since last year. You don’t even have to be in the same classes to compete with grades. You don’t even like each other! Why would she offer you help? Is she gaining anything from it?”
“It’d be from the kindness of her heart, whatever she has left of it,” he said in a matter-of-fact tone. He realized how ridiculous he sounded but he really thinks him and Soyoung would be good together. If she just wouldn’t have rejected him yesterday and seen for herself then he wouldn’t have had to embarrass himself by talking with you. His arch nemesis but not actually.
Listen, he didn’t dislike you in the beginning the two of you were just too opposite especially when it came to your studies. Last year you had been partnered for a research paper and he got annoyed with your procrastination and switched the paper to something he wrote. He thought you would’ve been happy when he slapped your name on it despite it being the copy only he wrote. Of course you were pissed off because you hadn’t been procrastinating and actually had your part done. Mistake on his end. Really sucked because he thought you were attractive but then you started hating him and next thing he knows, you’re competing for better grades. Jimin shrugged, “Soyoung doesn’t want you though.”
“It’s crazy, right?” Taehyung asked making the latter roll his eyes. Taehyung wasn’t a womanizer, or at least he didn’t consider himself one, no he was. He can’t even lie. He’s the annoying kind of womanizer too. The ones who are academically smart, charming, and calm but can wreak havoc whenever they felt like it. He’s the kind of guy girls date because he’s attractive and seems like a good guy—which he is—until he loses feelings and dumps the person then he’s a grade A asshole. But he swears he’s not a player he’s overly excited when he’s in his feels, especially if he’s got his eyes on someone. Currently that’s Theatre major Kim Soyoung, unfortunately a friend of yours.
He still can’t believe she rejected him, it’s not like he expected her to be in love with him but he put on his most charming smile. She told him she wasn’t looking for anything serious so it wasn’t a bad rejection or anything but he would’ve obviously preferred her to say yes. He thinks they’d be perfect together, they have very similar interests and she’s calm and quiet. Not that he is but he can be. They both like art and classical music so they would match well. He hates that he’s resorted to asking for your help.
You didn’t hate Taehyung, not really, he was just… annoying? You used to think he was all mysterious because he was the smart, quiet guy. After being partnered with him and the paper incident you were definitely pissed because that was just rude. Then you took it kind of personal because he clearly didn’t think you were smart and so yeah. Maybe you got petty and studied harder to score higher than him in most your shared courses. Then, because you were getting petty then Taehyung got the same way which meant he didn’t care anymore about what he did about the paper. This was personal now.
It was only a few hours after his bizarre favor and you had completely forgotten about it. It was a Friday and you were out with friends trying to get absolutely shitfaced so you could stop thinking about the midterms you all just finished. you had planned to just drink, not go through love at first sight. You’re pretty sure the craziest thing just happened to you as you arrived to a dark club. As if the universe was giving you a sign, a broad chest was in your face. The place was crowded with bodies upon bodies until a perfect one literally slapped you in the face and his drink spilled against your arm a little. The stranger had felt the nudge of someone pushing against him from behind and it had him stumbling forward into you. In order to soften the blow, his hand had managed to catch you by the waist making sure you didn’t stumble back.
When you looked up and found the face of a God, you wanted him to hold you tighter. He gave a shy smile once he realized how close you two were, lip ring moving when he bit his lip, “Are you alright?” Wow, an icon, a legend, he was perfection and you needed his name right now. You cleared your throat as you smiled, you couldn’t act nervous now that a hot stranger was in front of you. “Yeah.” He gave a smile back, doing a once over not shying away from his curious eyes before releasing you by the waist and heading in the direction of the bar. You stood there awestruck for a moment before shaking yourself back into reality and left with your drinks to the table your friends were at.
You would’ve noticed the unwanted presence the stranger talked to if you weren’t gushing about the love of your life. Despite being opposites, you and Taehyung are surprisingly both dramatic when it came to romance or even crushes. You came in hot and heavy sliding yourself onto the tall stool looking to the closest friend to you, “I just ran into the most attractive man I’ve ever seen in my life.” “How hot?” Was the first thing Jihyun asked and you had to think for a second. Well, he was tall, not too tall but also towered over you just enough. His hair was longer than average but it looked so good. His face was cute yet hot at the same time and his facial piercings? Yeah. When you looked down at the arm that had been holding you in place you saw it was covered in body art. “If 10’s the highest rate then I’d say 100, better yet 1000.”
“1000 out of 10? Where? I wanna see him,” she said and you turned quickly to where you’d once been to see if you’d find him again, all while the two other people at table talked about something else. You noticed right away when you found him smiling at one of the guys he was with who you couldn’t see clearly. Jihyun followed the point of your finger and she gasped, “Oh my god?”
“Yeah,” you nodded in complete understanding of her reaction. Yeah he was beautiful. You kept staring at your boyfriend [who didn’t know it] for the night thinking you were being slick. And you were because you noticed him first. The sneaky snakity snake, Kim Taehyung, dressed in black just like your boyfriend doing some dance together holding drinks. You didn’t mind seeing him on campus sometimes but you would’ve liked it if your social life wasn’t infiltrated by his obnoxious presence too. You understand you’re adults and you live in the same area so it’s understandable to show up to the same bars on a Friday night but come on. And he just happens to be friends with God himself? He should give you a break because there’s no way you’re shooting your shot while he’s around. What ended up happening was Taehyung caught you, gave you a bored look, and looked away and the two of you never went up to each other or anything.
You were quite literally swallowing your pride doing this. In your defense you’ve been single for a while now and though you have had short flings it wasn’t anything serious. Not that you’re looking for anything serious but it’s been a while since you last indulged in a crush and everyone knows having a crush is somewhat exciting. You wouldn’t even be going out of your way to do this if it wasn’t for Hoseok and Jihyun making fun of you for having a dry spell of like two months. Not your fault your friends are horny monsters. At the same time though, that man was so hot and Taehyung knows him so why shouldn’t you figure more out about the stranger? Exactly.
You were currently in the library pretending to look for some textbook when you know damn well you didn’t need to be. You saw Taehyung come in here earlier and you were so nosy, all you needed was the name of the stranger and your curiosity would be fed. You thought you were being slick, pulling out a book just to put it back as Taehyung stood in the next aisle over. You’re trying to talk yourself into shoving your pride aside to ask him even though he’ll probably make fun of you for it. You had just gone for the next book you were about to pretend to look at when you nearly screamed. Leaned down low enough to look through the shelf, Taehyung stood on the other side looking at you once the book was out of the way. He smiled noticing your clearly caught-off-guard expression and asked, “Are you stalking me?”
“Don’t you wish,” you scoffed putting the book back to block him but he just slid it to the side. He nodded, “Maybe I do. I’m still waiting for you to convince Soyoung to go on at least one date with me.”
“You’re still on that?” You rolled your eyes moving away from the shelf. Now he was annoying you and you had no intentions of asking him about anything or anyone. You turned to another shelf pretending to examine another book thinking Taehyung just dropped the topic but shortly after, a tall figure was blocking light. You refused to look up even as his arm rested on the shelf just above your head leaning into it as he stared down at you. You kept ignoring him studying the textbook in your hands until it was being yanked out. You turned, “I was looking at that.”
“I know,” he said reading over it, “This is a Chemistry book and I’m pretty sure you don’t know a thing about chemistry.” You snatched it back ignoring the way his bicep seemed to flex in the position it was in, “Hence why I’m looking at the book, dummy.”
“Dummy? What are we five?” He asked with an amused smirk. You rolled your eyes putting the textbook back, “Fine. Dumbass. Is that better?” He didn’t disagree as you leaned your back against the shelf he was leaning on making him basically tower over you with his arm over your head. He looked down at you, “I saw you on Friday.” “Yes unfortunately I saw you too,” you said making him roll his eyes. “Ha ha, why wasn’t Soyoung there?”
“Because she doesn’t go out with us. You seem to forget that even though we’re friends we’re not friends.” You told him and he sighed. “So be friends then.”
“You know, for a guy who prides himself on pulling women, you really are desperate. Is that how you get every girl?” You asked making him shake his head no. Suddenly, he flashed you a smile with low lid eyes, “Usually I just give them the look and boom, they’re sold.”
You made a disgusted face clutching a new textbook in your hands just to keep your hands busy, “So what you’re saying is you actually have no attractive quality about you other than a smile?” His eyes narrowed looking down at you, “Well you haven’t seen the smile. It’s a fan favorite. I’ve just got no reason to show it you when you’re a rodent.”
“Ah yes, a rodent in Kim Taehyung’s eyes, how will I ever redeem myself?” You asked sarcastically. He smirked, “By getting me a date with Soyoung. I just want to know why I’m not good enough for a date.” He watched you begin to walk away, “Figure it out yourself.”
You didn’t even make it five feet away when you froze. Oh right, you had an agenda. He looked as you turned around and walked back to him suddenly smiling nervously and he changed his position to meet you. You smiled sweetly now and it was actually pretty attractive if you weren’t such a little gremlin. His arms crossed over his chest when you came back, putting on the cutest act you can muster in hopes of swooning him, “So you know how we saw each other on Friday?”
He seemed to take a step back completely caught off by your cute behavior now, “Obviously?” He waited for a moment, “Listen you’re not my type so whatever you’re about to say it won’t change anything. You’re hot but it just won’t work out.” Your smile tightened as you fought the urge to roll your eyes and smack him, “Ha, not what I was going to talk about. I was actually, um, you know… You were with a guy on Saturday, tattoos, piercings, sound familiar?”
He stopped to think about it pretending to be in thought as he tried to read you. Slowly saying, “Sounds familiar.” Your smile widened even more, “What’s his name, by chance?” When realization dawned a smug smirk made its way into Taehyung’s expression, “Figure it out yourself.”
“Oh so that’s how it’s going to be?” You asked with a roll of your eyes and he nodded. “You started it, and if you ask nicely, I’ll tell you his name on one condition.”
You huffed, “I’m not as desperate as you that I have to ask for help.” You turned your back to him in thought and annoyance.
“Yet here we are,” he said spreading his fingers out as if inspecting them only to turn his hand and study his nails now as if waiting. He already knows what his condition is and if you’re extra nice to him he’ll even tell you his zodiac sign, “I’m just saying, we could really help each other out.”
“What’s the condition?” You turned back to look at him. He shrugged looking away from you trying to seem cool and aloof. Ugh, everyone thinks he’s so mysterious but then he acts like this. It was kind of funny that he was popular around campus for being mysterious and cold but he wasn’t, like at all unless you two were arguing over a lecture. Well, okay, he was kind of cold when you first met but after your friendly, academic rivalry, you brought out the pettiness in him and with that came a 4D personality you didn’t think he possessed. It was just annoying like right now when it took him seconds to finally speak, drawing out his silence for climax building. Taking a long deep and dramatic breath, waited, then, “Help me get a date with Soyoung and I’ll tell you his name.”
You audibly gasped, “Okay well that’s the shittiest deal I’ve ever heard. You’ll give me his name while I have to set you up with someone? You know how unlikable you are?” He rolled his eyes and made a move to speak when— “Can you move?” You both turned to stare at a short guy with thick rimmed glasses and a plaid shirt. He pointed to the shelf you were standing in front of and you both instantly backed away from each other in opposite ends.
Your eye contact didn’t waiver as the guy separated you and without another word Taehyung cut the space behind the guy to go to you and led you out the aisle. You began walking to your table and he followed, “And I’ll introduce you to him. What are you doing this weekend?”
Your brows furrowed as he took the seat in front of yours carrying the conversation, “I’m not doing anything but I don’t know if I’d want to meet him. What if I’m not his type?” He looked at you with curiosity, “You’re his type.”
You smiled a little but snapped out of it, “But what about the weekend?” “There’s a party this Saturday that a friend’s throwing. I’ll make sure he comes with, you bring Soyoung, and boom.”
“You’re sneaky,” you accused but still thought about what he was saying. He shook his head raising a finger and tapping his forehead, “Not sneaky, strategic. I’ve got it all planned out and it’d be a win-win for both of us.”
“Are we really this desperate?” You asked him and he shook his head, “I’d say ambitious.” Oh god, were you about to go along with each others shenanigans? You were clearly bullshitting each other, half serious, half joking and yet it was very tempting to see what would happen if you did do some chasing with a little play. It really was tempting. To be fair the last time you had a boyfriend was months ago and though you’ve gone on a couple dates they’ve been lacking. Plus, it’s not like you’re looking for anything serious so who’s to say you can’t have some fun while attracted to someone? It’s always nice to set your eyes on someone and then have them. Not in a bad way either, just if you thought this stranger was attractive and interesting, it’s nice to know they thought the same about you. Taehyung was paying close attention to the way your eyes narrowed with conflicted feelings before catching the subtle nod of your head, “Alright, fuck it, I’ll help you.” He smiled widely.
“Perfect, I’ll text you you all the info about this Saturday,” he said already moving to stand up finally ready to leave the library, he looked down at the books you had set out on it earlier, “I scored a 98 in the exam for cultural studies, what’d you get?”
You smirked, “99”. He didn’t hide his scowl. The two of you shared exactly three courses together and they were prerequisites and an elective that would be an easy grade. You hadn’t known this was his plan nor did he know it was yours. It just happened like that this semester so you’ve been competing grades in those classes for weeks now. He turned to leave before stopping in his tracks, leaning down close to your ear, “His name’s Jeon Jungkook.”
“There’s a lot more people than I thought. I don’t even know who they are.” Was the first thing Soyoung said when your group of friends arrived to the party Taehyung told you about. Everything had worked out perfectly tonight when Hobi told you that he knew about the party too. You didn’t even have to ask them all, Hobi did it for you and you’ve been pregaming at his place before you came. You were looking at the texts between you and Taehyung where he asked if you were here yet, “It’s a party Soyoung, obviously you’re not going to know everyone.”
Soyoung was a sweet person. She was soft spoken and sort of timid but once you got to know her she was more outgoing. You met her last semester so there’s still time for you to be closer friends but right now you like your relationship. You don’t hang out or talk every day but you know that if you ask her to hang out on the whim, she’ll say yes. That’s what happened tonight. You still can’t believe you and Taehyung are coming together for some stupid ass idea. You’re happy she actually came since usually she doesn’t like big social gatherings but she’s getting herself worked up, “I’m just saying, there’s a lot of people here.”
“I kinda like it, it’s not too crazy but I need to get drunk, like now,” Jihyun said cutting through the crowd behind you, Hoseok hot on your trail. As if to further state her point she tipped back the drink in her hand and chugged it. The four of you have been drinking a bit already but it was a Saturday and you were looking to get more than just tipsy. You took yours and did the same as you finally spotted Taehyung and his friends. Okay perfect. Hoseok cleared his throat, “Alright stop hassling me. I’ll go get more drinks.”
“Thanks for offering,” you teased as he voluntarily goes to get more drinks and you turned your focus to your friends. It was a big place and there were a lot of people here, very few you recognized but you knew they went to school with you. Some were clearly unfamiliar just like Jungkook. Jihyun looked around, unaware of your plan and gasped loudly, “Y/n, your boyfriend is here.”
“Wait you have a boyfriend?” Soyoung asked making you shake your head no as you turned to where Soyoung’s focus was and spotting the beauty of Jeon Jungkook. Jihyun clutched your hand, “Hobi is talking with Taehyung and he’s right next to him. Oh my god, let’s go.”
“What?” You turned quickly, so Taehyung was really making moves. When you looked over to where Hoseok had in fact been talking to Taehyung, he was now motioning for you all to come over since his hands were full with drinks. The three of you left in the direction trying not to stare at your future husband, looking to Taehyung instead as his eyes narrowed at you. Soyoung did seem a little awkward considering Taehyung had asked her out just days ago so she’s keeping her distance.
It’s not that she wasn’t attracted to Taehyung. Everyone’s attracted to him but that’s what makes her kind of worried. Even if she did go on a date with him she’d worry about his eyes wandering or someone approaching him. He’s very charming and he has no problem finding a girl to date so she just doesn’t get why it was her. In truth, for a while she thought there was something going on between you and Taehyung. She understood what started the distaste for each other but sometimes your arguing seems a little flirty and if she didn’t know any better it was like watching a bickering couple. She could see him with someone like you, equally as charming and honestly probably very similar. But whatever, neither one of you seem to actually like each other so maybe she was reading too into it.
“Y/n come here,” Taehyung pulled you suddenly forward and the cup you’d currently been drinking from spilled a little with your stumble. Okay, maybe you were tipsy but also why drink if you don’t get drunk? You let him pull you next to him directly across from God himself. “Be honest, what’s your essay topic for Professor Park’s class.”
You rolled your eyes at his voice forgetting for a moment the game plan, “Why would I tell you?” Your head was spinning a little bit, not to the point where you had a headache but enough to make you sway. You looked over at him for a quick moment before catching Soyoung awkwardly behind you so you pulled her forward between you and Taehyung. You took another chug of your drink thinking finally, if you’re going to go through all this trouble just to flirt with someone you’ve never met, might as well go through with it.
You put on your best smile as you stepped away from the other two toward the man of your dreams. You didn’t expect him to remember you from a night drink at a shitty bar. The only reason why you even kept him in your mind was because you saw him with Taehyung therefore meaning he was accessible. He only saw you in passing. And even with all that, he still looked at you with a hint of curiosity, “You look really familiar.”
You couldn’t help the small giggle, “Do I?” You were definitely starting to feel the weight of the alcohol. You knew for a fact you were all pretty drunk at the moment but you weren’t really focused on everyone else. He nodded biting his lip as he got a better look at you, “I’m Jeon Jungkook.”
“Y/n L/n.” He nodded bringing his drink to his mouth standing beside you now clearly interested in conversation, “How do you know Taehyung?” You swear it took you a second to know who he was talking about but you’re not sure if it’s because you’re drunk or because you’re only paying attention to his face. “You know uh, classmates.” Jungkook just smiled lazily, he was clearly a little interested so he didn’t mind seeing how this would go tonight. Your eyes met, both slightly dazed and it made you giggle a little, “How do you know him?”
He looked over to Taehyung for a moment as if that’d remind him before back down to you with a shrug, “We went to high school together but just recently started hanging around each other again.” You looked down at your cup, “I think I need a refill.”
He nodded, his hand just touching your back as he led you to the drinks. It was a subtle move but a clear indication that he was trying to stay with you at the moment.
“I didn’t expect to see you here Taehyung,” Soyoung said after some time. He really was attractive in her mind and she would love to go out with him if she found him genuine but so far no. She was only making small talk because it seemed like you were having a good talk with Taehyung’s friend since you were both smiling and swaying a little leaving. It felt like Soyoung was the only one not drinking heavy and she can’t take care of three drunks when Hobi and Jihyun were already shitfaced. “Hm? I don’t usually come out to these things but my friend invited me tonight,” it was kind of true. Jimin and Yoongi invited him out and he invited Jungkook then of course you and Soyoung.
Soyoung nodded looking away from him and around at everyone else. Taehyung was nervously drinking, he’s wanting to ask more about her but at the same time he doesn’t? It doesn’t make any sense but honestly, he’s also not able to pay that much attention to her. It’s not that he didn’t want to, he obviously did but there was just so much going on around them. Between Soyoung concerned with her drunk friends to the music and crowds. Then there was you and Jungkook who he clearly saw getting along very well and yet he found himself still focusing on how it was going. You also seemed slightly drunk so he’s paying attention to that too only because he’s the one who invited you out tonight, technically. He tried to focus on Soyoung looking back to her with a smile, “What are you drinking?” She looked to her drink, “I actually don’t know, Hobi just got us drinks.”
“Can I try?” He asked to which she nodded her head letting him take her cup and he took a small sip. His eyes glanced in the direction of the drinks table while his head was still tilted back.
From this distance he could see as you and Jungkook seemed to be laughing at something and your shoulders bumped.
Alright.
Seems like that ship is sailing. He handed Soyoung the drink clearing his throat with a smile, “I think mine’s better.”
You and Jungkook spent a lot of the time talking. You’re not sure if he was into you or if you only thought that because you were drunk but it was fun. He was absolutely gorgeous and seemed interested in you too. You weren’t sure how far the night would’ve gone though since his phone kept ringing. It was his roommate apparently he’d forgotten his keys and is locked out. You heard Jungkook on the phone telling this guy to stay at his girlfriend’s place only to be yelled back that he got dumped. You felt bad for the guy so when Jungkook, clearly annoyed by it, apologized and said he had to go you didn’t object. Of course that didn’t happen without asking for your number and giving you his, so everything was alright.
Jungkook looked down at you as you made a small pout waiting at the door. He couldn’t help but smile a little. He didn’t know anything about you other than what he learned tonight but he was attracted to you. He’ll have to ask Taehyung more about you but right now he just wants one thing. He bit his lip nervously, “Can I kiss you goodbye?” You gave a nod and that was all he needed to be tipping your chin up and connecting your lips. It was short and sweet leaving you both wanting more but with another ring of his phone he was reluctantly pulling back.
You were beyond words, extra giddy now when you were going back to your friends once Jungkook left. There was even a little jump in your step, alcohol fueled sensation of floating joining Soyoung now. You let yourself stumble into Soyoung clinging to her with a smile, “Hi.”
She gave you a sober smile, “Hi.” Taehyung stared down at you, rose colored face from the alcohol and eyes half shut yet you smiled with all purity. It was cute almost, a very different side than the cold Y/n he’s used to. Soyoung held you with a hand on your forearm to keep you stable, “How’s your night going? Have you been drinking a lot?” You took a step back almost too close to Taehyung as you found yourself between them and his hand flinched to either hold you or stop you from stumbling. You held up your index finger and thumb pinching the air to signify how much you’ve had to drink, but ignored her last question verbally.
“It’s going great, I just kiss—“ you were cut off with a small whine when your friend practically knocked you over. The only thing to keep you from falling yourself from your head spinning was the arm around your waist now keeping you secure against a broad chest. Hobi held onto Soyoung, “Mom, I wanna go home.” You laughed at his drunken state as Jihyun tried yanking him off and all Taehyung could see was that you were all hot messes but Soyoung. Yet here he was keeping a hold on you when you leaned back into him with a laugh.
“Okay well, let’s go then, I can’t deal with all you drunks in here,” Soyoung said in an authoritative voice that had Taehyung shuffling out with you all, his arm around your waist to help you walk only a few paces behind the others. He blamed it on the fact he couldn’t mind his business but he found himself asking a drunk You, “Who’d you kiss?” Obviously he knew but his mind was still wrapping around it. You looked at him practically letting him drag you to the elevator with the others. “Ju-Jeo—Ju—-“
“Jungkook?” He asked intently to which you nodded with a clap of your hands slurring, “Yeah! Him!” Taehyung just nodded releasing you for a moment so he could talk to Soyoung, “How are they all getting home? How’d you get here?” “The bus,” Soyoung said with a sigh as they started going down to the main floor. He clicked his tongue counting heads real quick, “I’ll take you all home. My car’s in the garage.”
So the five of you crammed into his car with Soyoung in the front and you between Jihyun and Hoseok in the back. Taehyung was so annoyed by the fact that anytime he looked through his back mirror, you were in the way. You stayed in the back almost half asleep out of the back and forth of going to Jihyun than Hoseok’s place, Soyoung having to help them to their floors too.
“Y/n lives right up here,” Soyoung said a few blocks after where you’d just dropped Hoseok off and Taehyung was pulling up to the duplex parking on the side. Soyoung looked back at you, “Key?” He turned the engine off turning to look at you half asleep with your face pressed into his window. You tossed it to her and with a huff in annoyance she was getting out first to unlock your front door.
He took a deep breath as he got out of the car. He made his way around to your door opening it nearly dropping you as you fell forward but he caught you in time helping you out. God, you were gonna owe him big time even if you brought him close to Soyoung. Though, if he’s being honest, the only reason why he volunteered to help everyone out is because he wanted to make sure you got home safely. The others he wasn’t close to enough but he knew you and he liked Soyoung. He’ll never tell you he did this for you, fuck no. Soyoung opened the door and Taehyung kept you steady as you went up.
He looked to her while holding you up in your entrance trying not to look around and get a peak at your apartment. Soyoung brushed her fingers through her hair going around turning on lights, “Let me go get her bed ready real quick.”
“Ta-hyung,” you fumbled his name as he looked down to you now that it was just you two. He lifted an unamused brow before softening when you laughed, “You’re so nice.” That made him smirk, “Am I?” , his hand loosely on your back keeping you close as you looked into each others eyes.
“Of courshe,” you pointed a finger into his firm chest giggling a little as you started to pull away from him feeling stronger to move now, “You’re taking care of me.” Taehyung just followed after a few paces letting you regain consciousness and waited just out the door of your bedroom not looking in. He didn’t even know what to respond with. He could hear the muffled sound of you and Soyoung talking and he went back to the front door for privacy and waited.
When Soyoung came back she was sighing in relief, making Taehyung clear his throat, “Where am I taking you?”
“I’m just gonna sleep over,” she said leading him out the door as they talked, “Thanks for helping me tonight. I know it was a lot.” Helping who? Oh yeah…
“No worries,” he scratched the back of his neck as he stood outside now walking backwards to his car, “I had fun tonight and do you mind telling Y—“
“So about what you asked me the other day,” Soyoung cut him off suddenly making him stop. Was she talking about the date? Had she really just changed her mind because he seemed to have helped her tonight? Taehyung was excited but not as much as he thought he’d be. He was already forgetting what he was going to say as he waited for her to keep going, “Is it too late to change my mind? I think I was too harsh and I really would like to get dinner together.”
“Really?” He asked with a clear of his throat, “I mean, yeah cool, I’ll uh, you know I’ll text you then? Get something set?” Soyoung smiled a little at what appeared to be Kim Taehyung flustered, was it because of her? “Goodnight Taehyung.”
He nodded thought she couldn’t tell from where he stood at his car, he said back, “Goodnight.” His eyes darted around in confusion at the lack of excitement he was feeling now. He’s been moping around hoping to get a chance with Soyoung again but now that he has it, it doesn’t make him feel any different. If anything he’s just happy to be in his car now and alone at that. He drove off after making sure Soyoung made it back inside and went home.
Taehyung should have it all planned already. He was a strategist, that’s what he told you and yet he has absolutely no clue what would be next. He scored the date which was the first part of his plan to date Soyoung and yet he’s got no clue where they should go and what they should do. He could ask you but how likely would you be able to help him? He can’t believe you kissed Jungkook already like damn, you must’ve really been feeling each other tonight and he’s curious to ask Jungkook how it felt. Would it be weird for him to ask if you were a good kisser? No, he’s got to think about what his date with Soyoung would be and how you’d help. He was in bed already when he finally decided to just send a text despite how late it was.
taehyung: you owe me big time :)
you: naur i sont
taehyung: yes you do
taehyung: now go to sleep
taehyung:drink water and try not to puke
taehyung: goodnight
you: ok dad. night nigkhskiolj
He rolled his eyes checking the time. He dropped you off with you barely talking but clearly now you’ve sobered up enough to be checking your phone. He’ll just wait till class to see if Soyoung filled you in on tonight then blackmail you into helping him plan a date out. Taehyung wonders if Jungkook would talk to him about you and if it’d be positive or negative. His friend had a tendency of being a player so he just wanted to make sure Jungkook wouldn’t say anything bad about you whether he disliked you or not. But for some reason he didn’t want to hear Jungkook go on and on about how great you are either and he doesn’t know why. He ended up falling asleep debating if he’d want to hear what Jungkook had to say about you at all.
Tuesday morning came, exactly two days after the drunk fest that was Saturday, and also the day Taehyung shared classes with you. Per usual, you paraded past him to an empty seat and before he knew it he was getting up from his seat to go next to you. You looked up in time to catch him sliding into the chair next to yours and immediately released a sigh, “What do you want?” And cold Y/n is back. He scrunched his nose making a mocking face at you, “I’ve gotta talk to you obviously. Do you think I’d go out of my way to talk to you without needing something?”
“I do think that,” you said looking back to your laptop as your phone lay face up giving him a perfect view of when it lit up, a text from ‘Jeon Jungkook’. His eyes didn’t peel away until you were grabbing your phone and glaring at him for eavesdropping. He rolled his eyes, “I told you, you were his type.”
You didn’t say anything for a moment as the professor came in and Taehyung released a huff, “You even kissed.” Your face flushed at the reminder and turned to look at him, “Barely remember anything. I was drunk, remember?” Hoping to get the spotlight off that specific topic you cleared your throat, “Thanks for taking us all home. I know Soyoung was really thankful for helping her deal with all of us.”
“Right,” he said opening a notes document to get down whatever the lecture was today, lip pulled between his teeth in thought, “Did she tell you she agreed on a date with me?” You gave him a shrug clearly unsure what she might’ve told you because you can’t remember. He looked at you waiting for a verbal response but when you didn’t give one he continued, “How about a double date? I was thinking about it over the weekend and I don’t know a thing about Soyoung and what she might like.”
“Double date with who?” You asked with furrowed brows that had him rolling his eyes, “You and Jungkook obviously.” You made a snickering sound laughing a little as you typed out what was on the board for the day before the professor excused himself out of the room. His brow raised in curiosity as you looked to him, “Wouldn’t Jungkook have to want to go on a date with me first?”
Taehyung huffed, eyes glancing away from you with a slight bitter taste in his mouth, “He’d want to. I’ll talk to him.” You shook your head waving him off, “It’s fine. I don’t really want to go on a date, especially when you’ll be there.”
“Fuck you? Plus you owe me a favor for the other night, remember?” He bumped his shoulder against yours, “You gotta do this—“ “Why should I? You didn’t do it for me,” you said with a shrug, “You did it to get on Soyoung’s good side. You’d never go out of your way to do something nice for me, we’re not even friends.”
“Oh really? We text, hang out outside of class, and you’re the one who said I was nice—“ “I would never!” “Oh but you did, touching up on my chest all giggly when you said it too,” he smirked now as he thought back to Saturday night at your place when Soyoung had gone off to get your bed ready, “Embarrassed? Don’t be, I had a feeling you liked m—“
“Do you guys mind shutting up and getting out of the room if you’re gonna flirt?”
You both whipped around to the same glasses guy who had cut between you two in the library last week. You raised a middle finger at him and Taehyung held your hand to stop you as the professor walked in. You looked up at him leaning toward him a little to whisper, “I swear that guy’s everywhere.”It took him a second to move his hand off yours even as you let it rest on the desk and had to pull it out from under his. He mumbled now, “Alright I’ll text you when, expect soon.”
“Jeez you must really want Soyoung. You’re impatient.” “I work fast,” he said with a shrug and looked to you waiting for an agreement. With a reluctant sigh you agreed, “Fine, but I don’t want Jungkook to think I’m desperate like you.”
He rolled his eyes, “I’m not desperate. I’m a go-getter unlike you who just waits around for things to fall into your lap.” “Keep telling yourself that sir. And I’ll have you know, things do fall into my lap pretty easily. ” “Alright… maam. I’m done talking to you.” “Perfect.” “Bitch.” “Ass.”
You didn’t tell anyone about the double date only because you didn’t see your friends. You hadn’t even talked to Soyoung today since Taehyung said he’d get it all set and god did he work fast. You got to the small Korean bbq place that you finally saw Soyoung and she seemed just as thrilled to see you. You took your seat, avoiding the other two for a moment as you got yourself situated glancing up at Jungkook with a shy smile, “Hi.”
He gave you a warm smile as he sat next to you at the small rounded table, “Hi.” You looked over to Taehyung, your sweet expression gone, “Hello.”
“Hello.”
“Want some?” Jungkook asked already grabbing the green bottle of alcohol and a small glass for you. You nodded your head holding it out to him for him to pour but before any liquid can stream down, a hand was reaching across the table and covering your glass. You turned to glare at Taehyung as he spoke, “Don’t drink too much unless you want to be carried home again.”
Jungkook chuckled as Taehyung moved his hand back, “I wouldn’t mind carrying you home.” It was flirty and had you smiling unaware of the way Taehyung’s eyes narrowed at his friend before rolling them back in annoyance. He almost had forgotten about Soyoung until she spoke, “Tae, once again thanks for your help on Saturday. I know Y/n and the rest of us were pretty grateful for it, right?”
You scoffed, “Yeah sure.” He glared at you, and you only met him back with an intense glare back practically arguing with each other in your heads.
You’re making me look bad Taehyung.
You’re doing it all on your own. You’re the one making me look bad.
Why? Cause I’m honest?
Cause you’re an asshole, Y/n.
Fuck you.
Fuck you. It went something like that.
Neither one of you seemed to notice the strange stares you received from the other two until Jungkook was cutting up some meat in your bowl practically snatching your attention back. You smiled sweetly, a huge contrast to how you looked at Taehyung. He rolled his eyes grabbing a pair of tongs and doing the same for Soyoung but they weren’t nearly as neat as Jungkook’s.
“So what do you do for work? Do you work Y/n? Part time or anything?” Jungkook asked after some time wanting to get to know you better. You shook your head almost embarrassed, “Not at the moment. I did do a lot of work over the summer and saved up enough to not work during school. I’m on a full ride scholarship so my money mostly goes to housing and food. Do you?”
He nodded, “I’m a mechanic part time, as you know I don’t go to school with you guys but my job’s pretty close to my campus and it’s easy cause it can be open late. The only downside is that I don’t have much free time.” He glanced your way again looking to your bowl reaching forward to cut more food for you. You shook your head urging him to focus on his own meal but it was still cute. Right next to you Taehyung and Soyoung were struggling to find something to talk about. He couldn’t stop looking over at you two and he couldn’t understand why and it was only annoying him even more especially with you.
“Have you been to the new illusion museum that just opened up downtown?” Soyoung asked Taehyung now trying to see if the conversation can shift from awkward to at least normal. She can’t tell if he’s just nervous or uninterested now. She thought he liked her if he’d been going for her for a couple weeks now but right now she can’t tell. She could say it’s nervousness because he did like her but would that be true? Would Kim Taehyung really be the type to get nervous when he’s had tons of girlfriends before? He just seems so stiff talking to her right now. He looked up at her.
“I haven’t but uh, maybe the four of us should go,” he said glancing over at you and Jungkook. You looked over at him before giving a small smirk, “Scared to be alone with Soyoung? She doesn’t bite y’know.”
He glared at you rolling his eyes before looking back to Soyoung, “It was just an idea but I think you and I should go. I love art.”
“I know you do, that’s why I want to go I think it’d be fun,” Soyoung said and that made him pay more attention to her. What was wrong with him? He had a huge thing for her just weeks ago. That’s why he kept going to you to help him to get with her. That’s why he offered to help you get at Jungkook which was clearly working better than him and Soyoung. He can’t even say she’s the one being stand offish now when it’s clearly him. He’s obviously the problem here. He literally asked you earlier today to help him set a date and what ended up happening? He made it a double date with the excuse that you’d make it less awkward between them. Now he’s finding himself trying to hear what you and Jungkook talked about instead of getting to know Soyoung.
Whatever he talked about Soyoung over dinner was practically forgotten by the end of the day. He stood outside with everyone else now and it seemed like everyone was suddenly awkward around each other. It wasn’t you, it seemed like you were the only one who wasn’t but even Jungkook seemed uncomfortable now. Soyoung next to him was a little ahead of him and you were just on your phone not even thinking about everyone else. Taehyung offered to give you two a ride but you wanted to take the bus instead and he ended up just saying goodbye to both then. Jungkook gave you a small hug and let you go. It wasn’t until Taehyung was leaving with Jungkook that he decided to talk about the dinner.
“So, you taking Y/n on a second date?” Taehyung asked driving Jungkook home too. He couldn’t see the amused smile that spread across Jungkook’s face as he stared out the window shaking his head no, “I don’t think so.”
Taehyung’s brows furrowed. Even if Taehyung isn’t into you he can’t see why Jungkook wouldn’t be. You’re annoying but you’re funny strangely enough. You’re pretty, like crazy attractive, and you’re smart. You act cute when you’re drunk and even he’ll admit it’s sweet, that’s why he kept thinking about your smiles the night of the party. But anyway, he doesn’t understand why Jungkook wouldn’t want to go on another date with you. He was clearly into you at the start of the date but why did he change his mind. “Why?”
“Are you kidding?” Jungkook scoffed as he chuckled looking over at Taehyung expressing himself with what he’d just asked. He wasn’t mad or anything it’s just like, bffr [be fucken for real]. He shook his head, “Because you’re into her, obviously. I swear I didn’t know, I just thought Y/n was cute at the party so we started texting and I thought maybe we were all just hanging out today.”
Taehyung blinked, he stared at the street blankly, “Huh?”
Jungkook sighed with a roll of his eyes mocking Taehyung’s ‘huh’ and slouching in his seat, “Yeah, we kissed last weekend and I feel so fucking bad about it now. I know you two have something going on but I didn’t know. Why would you let me bring her on a date—“
“—I don’t have a thing for Y/n. That’s weird, I—why, why would you even think—Y/n’s not my type.” Taehyung cut him if suddenly, way too eager to deny what Jungkook said, “She’s got too much attitude and honestly she’s infuriating. She’s always neck to neck with me in class. She’s rude and annoying and—“
“—And you like all of that, quit lying,” Jungkook said with an amused smile as he looked over to Taehyung. He shook his head no. He didn’t like you. What he felt toward you was like a ‘frenemies’ vibe y’know? Sure your conversations [though hostile] were probably one of his favorite things. It was a nonstop jab at each other but never to the point where it was actually rude. It was lighthearted even if some of the things you both said might push it. But no. “I like Soyoung.”
Jungkook chuckled, “What do you like about Soyoung then?” It caught Taehyung off guard. He’s not sure how to answer that. How do you respond to that? What do you say when someone asks that? “I—y’know she’s pretty? Um, quiet and uh, well, uh, kind?”
“Alright and what do you hate about Y/n?” He was ready to hear what ever Taehyung was going to bullshit him with. The night of the party Jungkook spent his time with you once he talked to you. The two of you separated yourselves from Taehyung and Soyoung yet even when they were all together, he would’ve never known Taehying liked you. It wasn’t until tonight that he saw it. Taehyung took a deep breath, not wasting a second to begin speaking unlike how he was with Soyoung, “Oh god she’s just awful, you just don’t know her like I do. She’ll ignore your texts, flaunt her grades in your face, argue with you over literally any—“
“You love to argue.”
“I know but like, she’s loud and she’s got this laugh that’s kind of annoying but also pretty entertaining if you’re the reason she’s laughing. And she always has to be right, even if she’s not, she’ll keep arguing. She gets drunk so fast that you basically need to take care of her because who else will,” Taehyung was speaking very emotionally now, similar to excited but something else.
“I’m sure Y/n’s friends will,” Jungkook wasn’t even pretending to be understanding of what Taehyung was telling him because he thought it was all bullshit. Taehyung liked you and Jungkook knew it so who was he kidding?
Taehyung laughed nervously, thankful that he’s only a few blocks away from Jungkook’s place, “I mean, maybe but sometimes they’re unreliable too so what ends up happening? I’m the one driving them all home because they’re all too drunk. To make it worse Y/n gets sleepy and touchy and sweet when she’s drunk so you’ve gotta really look after her to make sure nothing happens and it’s just so much work. I’m telling you, Y/n is fucking infuriating. Everything she does just grinds my gears, y’know?”
Jungkook just smirked, “If you’re still trying to get me to think you don’t have a thing for Y/n you’re failing. You’ve just gone on a rampage about all things Y/n, while all you said about Soyoung — who you’re apparently into, might I add — was that she was pretty and nice. Y/n is pretty too.”
Taehyung blurted out before he could even stop himself, “I mean yeah Y/n is so fucking attractive but that’s not all that matters… doesn’t mean I’m into her. I’m into Soyoung.”
Jungkook had to use a different tactic. He knows his friend well and he’s seen him be in relationships. He also knows that what he’s seen on how Taehyung treats someone who’s a frenemy to him, it’s way too interested. He’s way too interested in you and more than what he’s seen for Soyoung. He had to scheme, play matchmaker here for his friend, “Yeah alright man, I’ll tell you what. I’ll keep going for Y/n and you just let me know if I’m stepping on your toes.”
“You won’t be.” Taehyung argued though he immediately started thinking about what Jungkook would do. How he would get your attention and why he want to if he apparently thought Taehyung liked you. Taehyung doesn’t know if you’re crazy into Jungkook but he knows you’re attracted to him and you’re charming enough that anyone opens up to you.
“Alright, sure.”
“I’m serious. There’s not a single bone in my body that wants Y/n,” Taehyung kept going feeling the need to prove himself, Jungkook just nodded, “Okay.”
He’s not sure why it was hard to get it off his tongue but he managed to say, “And you should definitely go for her.”
“I will.”
“Alright.”
“Alright.”
It was not alright. It was apparently not alright at all because right now he’s stuck watching you and Jungkook flirt across the room. He blames Jungkook full heartedly for making him think about you. He knew you were coming over to his place with some friends but he didn’t expect you to be so caught up on talking with Jungkook. It’s only been a few days since Jungkook started with this whole BS and Taehyung didn’t believe it. And yet, he’s awfully interested in you two right now. He can’t tell if you’re flirting or not but even that was making him a little annoyed. God, why did he tell Jungkook to go for it? Clearly there’s something going on with him that he hasn’t realized until now. Your relationship together was never even on the borders of friendship until recently and even then you’re both still very sarcastic with each other.
He thought Soyoung was his ideal type. The quiet and shy theatre student. He definitely did not expect it to be you, loud and arrogant. You always had something to say that went against what Taehyung said. Your relationship had started rocky from the get go, all the way back to the stupid research paper that brought you two together. He thought you were attractive then but he was soon blind to your looks when you became difficult so he hadn’t thought about you in this way. He’s not sure if he’s been feeling like this for a while now or he’s imagining it. All he’s sure about in this moment is that you looking so relaxed talking with Jungkook that was suddenly getting on his nerves when all you do is argue with him. Humph.
“What’s up with you?” Yoongi asked patting Taehyung’s knee as he followed his stare. You and Jungkook were currently in your own little world showing each other something on your phones. Unbeknownst to you or even himself, Taehyung had been staring that way with a clenched jaw. It wasn’t until Yoongi spoke to him that he realized he was staring, “What?”
Yoongi chuckled as he leaned back on the couch being as subtle as possible as he pointed to you and Jungkook in a low voice, “What’d Y/n do this time?” He’s used to Taehyung ranting about you and though entertaining sometimes it was annoying, like come on Taehyung, just say you’re into Y/n. Taehyung shook his head shifting his gaze away to the card game Hoseok was setting out. He was asked if he wanted to play but he said no, focusing instead on the music that had been playing in the background, occasionally shifting his eyes to you. Hah. Hah. This is fun. Taehyung wasn’t even sure what was going on in his head right now. All he knows is watching you lean forward and brush something off Jungkook’s face was annoying him. The way you smiled when you talked to him annoyed him. So much so that he did the unthinkable.
You were in the middle of telling Jungkook about some weird dream you had when suddenly you were being pushed to the side on the couch. Taehyung was sandwiching himself between you two not even looking at either one of you as he spoke, “Hey.” You turned in your spot to stare—no, glare—at him better but he didn’t meet your gaze turning to look at Jungkook instead he looked all the amused. Dare he say, Kim Taehyung was beginning to snap into realizations that he didn’t despise you, he desires you.
“Hey man,” Jungkook said lifting his cup up for a drink as Taehyung watched him closely, “What’s up?”
Jungkook just shrugged looking past him to you, “Nothing much. We’re just talking about the new restaurant that opened up just down the street from here. We were thinking about going.”
“Like a date?” Taehyung found himself asking and your eyes widened. You grabbed at his shirt sleeve to get him to stop talking. He let you grab him but he didn’t turn to you at all, staring at his own friend for reasons he can’t comprehend. You took a deep breath, “I need a drink.” You left before he even turned to look at you but just like that he was getting up to follow you into the kitchen. You sure know how to make yourself at home but he didn’t mind.
“So is it?” Was the first thing he said in the privacy of his kitchen. You were looking into his fridge, “Jeez aren’t you Mr.Doesn’t-Mind-His-Business today? What’s got you on edge? Soyoung realized you’re actually a loser?” You were laughing a little knowing it was all lighthearted and he’d probably just laugh and tell you to fuck off. Instead you were met with silence and you looked up clutching a water now, your brows furrowed. He looked so serious. Looking back down as you closed the fridge you shrugged, “Uh, I don’t know.”
“Do you want to?” Taehyung asked looking at you with almost a desperate expression that left you even more confused. What was up with him and why was he being so serious right now? Usually he’s only serious when you’re debating over something in class and even then it’s been a while since you’ve seen him like that. His eyes seemed to soften for a moment, “Do you want to go out with him?”
You took a step toward him, “I don’t know, why does it matter?” He shook his head, “It doesn’t.”
“Then stop cockblocking,” you were annoyed now brushing past his chest as you left. Jeez, what was up with him? Why is he asking that now as if earlier this week he wasn’t asking you to do a double date with Jungkook. You swear Taehyung’s for a few screws loose because he never makes any sense. First he’s begging to get with Soyoung. Then he offers to introduce you to Jungkook if you help him. He gets a date with her and what’s the first thing he tries to do? Get you to go on a double date as if you haven’t already gotten them on good terms by your drunken night? Like isn’t that what he wanted? He wanted to be with Soyoung and he wanted you with Jungkook. Do you feel that way about Jungkook still? Who knows, you don’t know that’s for sure. You like Jungkook as a person but you think once the initial love at first sight wore off you’re content just being friends.
So why was Taehyung asking you these questions and acting weird? Why does he wanna know so bad? He’s attracted to Soyoung, that’s how this all started and yet she doesn’t plan on going on another date with him and he didn’t even invite her over today. He likes Soyoung, you’ve gotta remind yourself that despite how sus he’s being. You walked past Jungkook though he didn’t seem to mind as you plopped down between Hobi and Jihyun. Taehyung came out a little after and went back to his spot next to Yoongi and Jimin. Neither one of you spoke to each other but their was a clear weight on both your presence and the others felt it more than usual.
Jungkook was the first to go for the evening. He made up some poor excuse about needing to pick up something from the store and left with a goodbye to everyone and a hug to you. Even that seemed to bother Taehyung and Jungkook knew it and that’s why he was smiling. And Taehyung said he didn’t feel anything for you.
When Hobi asked if you and Jihyun were ready to go you took him by surprise when you told him no, “You guys go, I’m just gonna get the bus later.” Though Hobi was ready to ask why Jihyun was hurrying him along then. Taehyung took note of the way you stayed and it had him urging the others to go too. He wasn’t even subtle with the way he started picking up trash and empty cups implying, ‘alright. leave’. Jimin shared a look with Yoongi, both clearly confused on why you were still here and why Taehyung was suddenly indirectly telling them the fun’s over. Eyes widening in realization they were practically tripping over themselves as they hurried, “Uh, I’ve gotta feed my leapo—lizard. Yoongi come with.”
Taehyung didn’t argue or react at all, leaning against his kitchen wall barely raising a brow as they hurried out the door. It was just you two now. “So what? Did Soyoung dump you or not.”
He scoffed pushing off the wall to keep cleaning up the coffee table. You rolled your eyes sitting on his couch watching him go back and forth from the living room to the kitchen, “Then why’d you ask if Jungkook and I were gonna go on a date? That was embarrassing.”
“Why isn’t Soyoung here anyway? Thought that was your perfectly girlfriend. Remember all the things we did for this.” He didn’t say anything and that seemed to annoy you a little. Usually he’s never quiet when you’re talking, always a playful argument between you two but right now he wasn’t even reacting to you. Did he actually want you to leave too or was it what you were saying? You huffed, “Fine, I’ll just leave then since you’re ignoring me now.”
“I’m not ignoring you Y/n I just don’t know what you want me to say,” Taehyung finally said stopping in his tracks to look at you. “Nothing happened with Soyoung, I already apologized for not being able to take her out anytime soon and we’re fine. I was out of line for asking earlier. You’re right. It’s not my business, you’re into Jungkook and he’s into you. Congrats.”
Your eyes narrowed moving to stand up to level out your conversation, “Are you being sarcastic? You literally drove me and all my friends home because you wanted to look good for Soyoung.“
He scoffed, “Maybe I did it for you, not Soyoung.” You rolled your eyes laughing a little now, “Yeah alright. Funny joke. And why are you saying congrats?”
“Because you found someone who you actually like,” Taehyung said walking past you to continue doing his task. You took a deep breath turning your back to him, “Fine. You clearly don’t want me here so I’ll just go. This conversation isn’t getting anywhere.”
“What conversation?” Taehyung asked now, “What conversation Y/n? What do you want to talk about?”
You don’t know. You actually don’t know why you stayed and now he’s calling you out on it and you’re silent. Usually you had something snarky to say and that was bothering him now that he was in your shoes. He released a sigh unable to stop himself from just letting you know how he feels right now. “You don’t even think of us as friends and I get it, we’re not. So what is it that you want to talk about?”
He should just let you go but he can’t. He wants to know why you stayed when you’re clearly not here for reasons he’d like. He ran his fingers through his messy hair waiting for you to say something and you didn’t making him scoff, “First time you don’t have anything to say. I’m not used to it.”
“You’re just in a mood because I actually pulled someone first try while it took you weeks.” He rolled his eyes at that. He shouldn’t be annoyed but he is. It’s not even about his previous crush on Soyoung, it’s about the fact that you did indeed get Jungkook and he’s the one who set it up. Now he’s here regretting it so much and can’t do anything about it but complain.
“You’re right, you’re so right Y/n, you always are. That’s one of the things that really gets me about you,” he was walking up to you now, unable to stop himself from speaking, “Wanna know what else?”
“Have at it.”
“You’re mean. You’re so mean sometimes and you don’t even care. You’re rude and you think you know everything,” Taehyung said practically chest to chest with you, “And you usually do because you’re crazy smart and I hate that you’re better than me. I hate that you’re charming and likable and funny. I hate that you hate me and that you think I’m an ass. I hate that even knowing that I can’t stay away from you.”
You couldn’t even bring yourself to process what he was saying because he was making no sense. One second he’s annoyed just being around you and the next he’s telling you this? Now that just wasn’t fair because what are you supposed to say? You’re used to being a little hostile toward him and you couldn’t help but still be that way, “Wow, this is just like you. I never know if you’re bashing on me or complimenting me. I feel the same, alright?”
“What are you even saying right now?” you told him watching his brows furrow in concentration, “Do you hate me or not?”
“I hate…” he took a deep breath, “I hate that I pushed you toward Jungkook and I regret it so fucking much and I can’t stand seeing you two together now.”
That made you laugh now, taking a step away from him suddenly a little nervous and hot, “Yeah alright, you’re crazy. You are actually insane because nothing that you’re saying is making any sense. What do you mean you regret? Don’t you think I’m annoying? Don’t you think I’m infuriating? You do, so I don’t know what game you’re playing but I don’t want any part of it. The only reason why you can’t stand it is because you don’t like losing and let’s admit that I won in our little game.”
“What game! This wasn’t a competition Y/n, this is real—“
“Yeah, and you wanted Soyoung! You begged and begged for me to help you with that and you’re trying to tell me what exactly? God this is just like you, I should’ve known,” you said in clear frustration, “You know you’re right. I do think you’re an ass. I think you’re arrogant and that you don’t think about anyone but yourself. I think that you didn’t realize how I’ve been right in front of you this whole t— oh fuck.”
Neither one of you said anything. Practically frozen in your spots, he stared at you as you looked off into the distance forcing yourself to zone out and not think about what you just said. Fuck, why would you say that? You never even—since when did you feel—no. You don’t feel that way. You’ve never thought about Taehyung like that so why would he even, no. This is embarrassing. “Y/n?”
“I’m gonna go,” you rushed out trying to move past him to get your things but he stopped right in front of you. “Let’s talk.”
“No, no, I’m leaving, I just, I don’t know why I said that, just pretend I didn’t say anything. Matter of fact just forget everything we just talked about,” you cleared your throat awkwardly pushing your hair behind your ears. He followed after you, “No, you don’t get to just… you can’t just say you’ve been in front of me all along without explaining. You—you can’t stand me, right? So what are you saying? What do you mea—Y/n!”
“I don’t know,” you covered your ears, extremely embarrassed unlike anything Taehyung has ever seen, “I don’t know why I said that. I—you know, we… you’ve got a thing for Soyoung and I, uh, Jungkook, um…”
“Jungkook, what? What about Jungkook?” Taehyung asked going to you again practically running circles in the living room after you, “Because I swear if you just, tell me why you said that, I’ll let it go. I won’t bother you.”
“Well it’s true,” you couldn’t bite your tongue anymore, you don’t know what’s going on. Since the moment you saw Jungkook you were attracted to him. Maybe not as much now as you used to be but you didn’t think about Taehyung like that at all. Right? You wouldn’t do all of this if you did, though, would you ever admit it if you did?
“I’ve been, you know, I’ve been, we’ve been going at it for a while now and you’ve never—I don’t know! I mean, I have been here but you kept pushing for Soyoung. You wanted Soyoung, you didn’t—don’t—want me so you’re just confusing me,” you said trying to add space between you but he didn’t let you, every step back you took, he took one forward. “I don’t want Soyoung.”
“Well you did you until two seconds ago.”
“No. Two seconds ago I was thinking about how badly I want to kiss you right now.”
“Oh god, shut up,” you laughed nervously, “You can’t stand me.”
“You’re right, I can’t stand how much I want you and it’s taken me this long to realize I’ve probably wanted you all along,” he said, chest to chest with you again and still towering over you, “And I can’t stand that I’m really the reason we never tried anything all because of a stupid paper. I can’t stand that I’ve wasted all this time playing those back-and-forth games just because I wanted an excuse to be around you. I hate that I just couldn’t realize that you were right in front of me and I want you to be. So tell me right now if you wanted me too because you wouldn’t have said that if you didn’t.” “I don’t.”
“You’re lying.” “I’m not,” you argued but your voice wasn’t strong enough to soon believable and he was just too close right now.”
“You are.” “I’m not—“ you would’ve fallen back if his hands were cupping your face now, head dipped down to stare into your eyes better. You didn’t say anything, his face just inches away from yours, “Everything you do drives me crazy, even right now when you’re lying to yourself and trying to believe that you don’t feel anything for me when you do. So just kiss me.”
And you did. As much as he drove you crazy, you crashed your lips onto his so suddenly that he was practically stumbling into it. His hands had your hair between his fingers, ruffling it and holding your head in place as he kissed you back in hunger for your lips on his. Your hands were on his biceps for stability, feeling the intensity of the desire with each turn of your heads to deepen the kiss. His lips parted with yours, taking your bottom lip between them and pulling, only to do it again and again and again. Swiping his tongue along it and letting yours meet his, all while walking you back with no direction. The back of your knees hit the couch and you were falling back but not once did his lips part from yours.
Instead, he just crashed over you, practically straddling your lap as he tipped your chin up to kiss you better. You were pulling yourself up from under his legs. Moving to your knees as your hands came up to cup his face and his moved to the back of the couch locking you in. You couldn’t breathe, it was getting harder to and yet you kissed him back feverishly like this was your only chance to do so. And oh, he was going to make sure this wasn’t the only chance. He pulled back with a soft smack of your lips and you sucked in a breath, immediately feeling his mouth attack your jaw, moving down to kiss your neck, just under your ear, his hands going over your clothes hips, sneaking under your shirt to feel bare skin.
Your lips parted in a silent gasp when his teeth began to nip at a spot on your neck, lips sucking gently and then harshly before letting his tongue run over the spot to soothe the pain. Your hands itched along his sides pulling his shirt up or at least at least attempting to and he was pulling it off without another thought in his head aside from kissing you again. You tugged on his hair for a breath and his eyes stared into yours, both panting. You groaned, “You’re so annoying,” and kissed him again, just as rough as before.
Taehyung let his hands slide under your shirt again, this time caressing up your sides pulling your shirt up as he did so and when you parted again, he spoke, “You’re infuriating, and so fucking pretty it hurts.” And kissed you again. He wasn’t even thinking about anyone else right now. What was between him and Soyoung never went anywhere. What he saw with Jungkook let him know that you weren’t anything more than friends even if it had driven him crazy just an hour ago. Right now he’s thinking about how bad he wants you.
You were both moving fast. If you could you’d skip past the foreplay but you wanted all of him right now. It’s why your hands found their way to the hem of his jeans so quickly, looking him in the eyes as his mouth drew open with a gasp as you snuck your hand between brief and jean. You felt his member harden under your touch, immediately reacting to your attention and you were able to feel his length better. He chuckled, “I knew you always wanted me—ahh.”
You smirked giving him a good little squeeze that had his body reacting and him voice shaking mid sentence. His brows furrowed in annoyance, “That’s how you wanna play?” You smiled, “Do I sense a competition brewing?” He laughed lightly immediately pulling back so he could strip himself of his jeans and boxers urging you to do the same and you did, tossing your panties at his face. This is exactly what he meant when he said you two had good banter. Even with the strong desire to fuck it’s becoming playful yet competitive—not something entirely new to you. It’s not like you’re suddenly different people now that you’re about to sleep together. You’re still the same competitive brats as always.
He immediately came back to you, kissing you hungrily as you pushed him down onto the couch. He let you crash over him, eyes going to your exposed breasts and the way you sat just under his belly button, bare pussy on him. Well, this is escalating quickly but the way Taehyung saw it was simple. His attraction toward you had been since the beginning from over a year ago. He was a bigger asshole back then and after the research paper incident he knew it wasn’t going to ever happen. So what’d he do? He forgot about the attraction until he’d be in front of you arguing about something and he’d think about it a little. Then obviously he’d have relationships and so would you, and then Jungkook and Soyoung came to the picture an—what he’s saying is that everyone knew this was a long time coming. Like he’ll be very soon… hopefully.
“Are you just gonna stare or do something?” You asked, hands pressed against his chest, back arched a little, hair to one side staring down at him with lovely eyes. He looked up at you so unbelievably turned on by your existence with his in this exact moment. His lips parted in awe when your eyes met and he was shooting up, and arm around your waist, and attacked your neck with affections.
You slipped to his lap when he sat up but he kept you stable, his member pressed against your heat. The hand that wasn’t around your waist moved to your breasts. He wasn’t shy with the way he groped the plump flesh, kneading it like dough while his kisses traveled down to your collarbone. You were withering in his lap and it only wanted him to grind against your cunt. He left wet, sloppy kisses down your boob as his hand groped the other one. Tongue lather your skin in spit until finally, he stopped at your nipple, mouth fully around it and kissing. Your hand gripped his hair while the other was on his arm for support. He looked up at you as his mouth opened, tongue poking out and swiping across your nipple immediately drawing a reaction from you. Your back arched into him with a shiver and he repeated the action again and again, quicker now.
“Oh my god,” you whined into him, feeling your slick just drip without any barrier to stop it from landing on Taehyung’s hard dick. His tongue licked along your areola before his eyes fell shut and closed his mouth around your nipple again. You didn’t know what to do with yourself. Why was he so good at that? In the middle of your own thoughts, he quickly switched to the next one and you moaned. You took a deep breath, “Okay, okay, stop.”
He did so rather quickly, more alert now. Lips swollen and red, parted and panting. His eyes looked innocent, worried but you just kissed him in response. He happily kissed back shifting you on his lap for friction and suddenly you were pressing him back again to lay down. His hair was messy across his forehead, shielding his eyes a little as his head hit the throw pillow. You took his arm off you and before he could protest you were up and turning on his abdomen. Taehyung couldn’t help but bite into his lip at the sight of your drenched pussy shimmying much closer to his face. Why didn’t he do this sooner? You’ve yet to actually do anything and he’s already more aroused than he’s been in a while.
When he got the hint his hands went to your thighs, helping you align yourself over his head made sure your feet were comfortable on the armrest behind his head. You were more confident in moving forward than he was and he loved it. You wasted no time leaning closer to his cock, reaching a hand around it and pointing it up. His breath hitched moving you closer but not yet on his face. You lifted Taehyung’s hard cock up to your mouth and without another moment of hesitation, engulf his thick head with your lips.
He released a groan staring up at your cunt that was in his face dripping. He licked his lips as your tongue began licking around his head in circles. Taehyung refocused, bringing your hips down further onto his face. His tongue flattened out, licking from your clit up to your entrance for a quick taste. You mewled a little around his cock at the feeling and he repeated it. You both were cramming into the couch but it was surprisingly comfortable even with your thighs around his head.
You take in more of his dick letting your tongue swirl around his engorged length before pulling back and returning to take even more in the next time. Taehyung could physically feel the way you constantly move your tongue and relax your jaw to take him further in and he was hungry for you. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t love the rush of power you felt from having him below you even as you took in his cock. Taehyung gently tongued your sensitive flesh making you gasp. He licked around your clit focusing his attention around the sensitive hood as his nose hit your drenched entrance. He worked your clit with his tongue and harshly sucked on it like a nipple all while his hips began to buck into your mouth.
You turned your head to the side as best as you could popping his length out and letting your lips and the tip of your tongue glide along the side of thick cock. When your tongue ran out of sliding space you’d go back up and do it again, a hand sneaking over to his balls. It's not long before you had his entire cock soaked in your saliva and with every squeeze of your hand on his balls, his cock was twitching.
You took his cock back into your mouth when his nails dig into your soft thighs as if urging you for more. Slowly swallowing his length past the point of gagging, eyes blurring with water as you take a quick breath and Taehyung stopped what he was doing. His head fell back with a moan, “Y/n.”
A muffled giggle vibrates up the length of his cock, taking him further by abruptly pulling his dick out of your mouth fully, a line of spit and precum connecting you to it. His cock twitched at the abandon but before he could voice himself, you moved back only taking his tip in your mouth. Then, shoved yourself further down his lip harshly.
One of Taehyung’s hands leaves your hips flying to the back of your head as he tried going back to eating your pussy. It was so hard to focus on your cunt while having his dick sucked on the way you were doing it right. But fuck did it still look tempting to eat whole just staring back at them covered in slick.
You had your own rhythm set, alternating between taking a little bit of his length to the whole, your thumb running along his perineum. Even during sex were you unpredictable, forward and ambitious and he was simping so hard. Taehyung thinks he hears his own heart pounding all the way up into his head. His head was moving side to side, tongue sliding along your pussy, straight as it could be flicking your clit. His nose brushing over your folds obscenely and it’s clear he’s not just eating you out. No, he’s really fucking your pussy with his face like the nasty freak you knew he was all along.
“Tae,” you said breathlessly pulling away from his length letting it hit your face feeling it twitch. He ate your pussy without even a hint of understanding making you try and sit up but he growled making you lay back down. With a whine your hips swiveled against his tongue, hand still stroking his cock kissing the side, “Condom Taehyung. Do you have one?”
And he swears today was just overall a lucky day because lo and behold. He did have condoms. A brand new box he bought a few days ago that was shoved in the drawer of his coffee table when Yoongi let himself in the other day. Knowing he was listening now you moved off of him letting him sit up and reach for the drawer. He moved to sit back, condom ripped open as he began to slip it on. He turned his head to the side leaning toward you until your lips met with a messy kiss. Once he had it on he was pulling away, smiling against your lips, “Turn around for me.”
So you did, elbows on the arm rest as he guided you back to arch the way he wanted to and from behind, lined his member with your ass. It was wet like his lubed condom and he was sliding it down so that his cock would tilt down and tap your pussy before sliding it back up again teasingly, “I’m gonna fuck you so good Y/n, you want that?”
You couldn’t help the roll of your eyes, oh no he wasn’t about to make you sound desperate. You didn’t say anything making him glare at your back and with that he was laying over your back so his mouth was next to your ear, “I can’t hear you.” You rolled your eyes again, “Hurry up or I’ll do it myself.”
This time he rolled his eyes ready for an argument, “Do it yourself then.” And you did, reached a hand under your body to grasp at his cock. He gasped at the sudden action looking down to catch you move his tip to your entrance, lining him up and pushing back. He groaned, falling back over you resting on your back, “Always gotta beat me to everything even taking in my dick.”
A hand snuck under you, immediately going to your tits as he pinched your nipple turning his face into your hair, “You’re so fucking wet, listen.” It’s true, as he dragged his cock out a squelching sound was heard and when he rammed back into you it was louder mixed with both your moans. Your head dropped against the couch, “Fuck, you’re big.”
He smiled planting a kiss on your shoulder blade as he thrusted into you in a quick rhythm. His hand toying with your nipples as the other held your hips in place. If only you could see how indecent the two of you looked with Taehyung’s body completely draped over your backside. His hips thrusting his large cock between your folds, his lips parted with pants of air, and a look of concentration on his face. You didn’t look any better, mouth in an ‘o’ shape, head jostling with each pound of his dick into you, hair over your face.
With Taehyung’s rock hard dick pulsating in your pussy, you were in heaven and he was right there with you. You could feel him slamming into your cervix just about every two seconds. You were fucking yourself back into him with the very little room he gave you to do so. They were both well past the point of cumming and it was getting too messy. Taehyung slams his dick into you, “I’m close. Fuck, I’m close already.”
His rough hand on your breasts as fucked you hard had you moaning in agreement, “Me too. I’m gonna cum.”
His balls slapped against your cunt, hitting your clit with each thrust basically moving the couch with your rough movements. It was all so fast and intense when you opened your mouths it was incoherent moans and calls of his name. Taehyung was no better, grunting into the nape of your neck drenched in sweat.
Neither one of you said a thing and yet you both knew. His cock twitched as your walls tightened and his hips pressed against your ass rutting into you with all his strength before the dam broke. Just as intense as all the tension that has ever been between you, you orgasmed.
Your legs shook under his and he was releasing a string of moans into your ear, sweaty body over yours holding onto the body heat. You turned your head quickly, taking his mouth in yours as you both rode out your highs, cock still thrusting slowly inside you for stimulation. His tongue was out of his mouth along with yours, a nasty French kiss ensued as his body seemed to hold itself back, rising out the wave for only a moment more before he had to move. If he stayed any longer his dick would hurt from overstimulation and the couch wasn’t so comfortable after all. He lifted off of you, sliding back to release your legs from under him and waited for you to sit up.
Taehyung began rolling the used condom off as you flipped onto your back looking completely slumped and out of breath. “You did good,” was the first thing you said resting your feet over his lap as he discarded the condom over his clothes. He didn’t even hesitate over his words as he said, “Ah, you always have a way with words. Poetry honestly.”
“Yeah?” You smirked, “Since when did you come with that conclusion?”
“About two seconds ago,” he chuckled. You just laughed, both seeming a lot more relaxed than before you had sex. He sighed in content, “So, where do you wanna go for our first date.”
“That new restaurant that opened up—“ “The one you wanted to go to with Jungkook? Fat chance, I need to take you somewhere better.”
“You’re always competing over something,” you joked and he just smiled, hand over your legs, naked but comfortable as he leaned over you for a quick kiss. “And you like it.”
You couldn’t even stop the urge to smile. It was actually very funny because even you could admit this was pretty ridiculous. Taehyung hiding a smile behind your shoulder as you sat on his lap. The expression was rising to his eyes as his friends just glared back at him. He had that look that read, I know. You don’t have to say it. I know.
Yoongi was the first to speak, breaking the silence around everyone, “I thought you guys hated each other.”
“Oh thank god you said something first,” Jihyun said with a hand to her chest look absolutely distraught, “I thought you hated him.” Taehyung looked up at you with that, a small pout on his face, “You don’t though, right?”
You sighed with a shrug, “Things change.” Your arm on his shoulder as he held you by the way keeping you put on his lap. Hoseok looked at everyone waiting to see who would say something next and blurted out, “No shit things change.”
Just as he said that he had a scowl on his face reaching into his pocket for something. He pulled out some money and reached across Soyoung to hand Jungkook the money. Jungkook just smirked as he counted it, “I told you I’m always right.”
“You bet on if we’d get together?” Taehyung asked Jungkook who waved a hundred dollars at him. He had a mocking smile on his face, “Yup, but obviously I knew it already.”
“I thought Y/n hated you or something,” Hobi said sending you a glare, “I thought I was about to be making a hundred bucks.”
“Jesus Hobi, read the room!” Jihyun exclaimed, “Sexual tension was on a high when they’re around.”
“Shut up, why didn’t you speak up then until Yoongi said something first,” Hoseok argued with her making her roll her eyes. “Because I was assessing the situation thank you very much.”
“Assessing my ass.”
“Anyways! Yeah not even I’m surprised about this,” Soyoung said motioning around you two with her hands to get the other two to shut up or just date already too, “It all makes sense now.”
“What does?” You asked making them all roll their eyes in annoyance. Jimin groaned, “Why you two never shut the fuck up about each other!”
what the others have gone through because of you two:
“You think Y/n’s smarter than me?”
“Taehyung thinks he’s so hot but he isn’t, right? RIGHT??”
“Wait… why is Y/n being nice to him and not me? Oh she’s so fucking rude, can’t stand her. I’m gonna go tell her that.”
“I don’t get why so many girls go for Taehyung. He’s so annoying and like… not attractive?”
“If you think about it. Y/n’s nothing special. Sure, she’s gorg—I mean decent looking or whatever. Okay and she’s smart. You know uh, funny and she’s got a nice laugh but. She’s nothing special. Ha. HA.”
“I still can’t believe Taehyung switched the research paper. Fuck I’m gonna start an argument with him about it. I don’t care if it’s been eleven months. No, it’s not cause I want to text him.’
‘Y/n apparently fell in love at first sight with Jungkook. He’s not that attractive, I’m better looking right Jimin? Jimin tell me I’m hotter. Jimin! Why doesn’t Y/n think I’m hot? You know what? Fuck her, yeah I’m gonna text her how annoying she is.’
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She’s long. I know. A whole 17.3k words but anyway it was fun to right. also they’re both such childish characters :p but in a good way
I’ve never written a kinda funny fic and yall probs aren’t gonna think it’s funny while I’m cackling at some of these one-liners.
also not one person was hurt/offended [jk and Soyoung] by the outcome. they were fine being pawns in your game of love and rivalry if it meant y/n and Taehyung just stopped talking.
p.s: this Taehyung
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Part 2
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader (slight bff!jungkook x reader)
Genre: "enemies" to lover, smut
Warning: dry humping, fingering, nipple play, reader and jungkook a little too friendly, oral (f &m receiving) making out, sex in woods, creampie, spit play, slight possessive taehyung,
Word Count: 15, 915
Description: You noticed your Junior Year of High School that Kim Taehyung, Senior, didn’t like you. It didn’t get too far, however, just verbal teasing and taunts. But, now that you were a sophomore in University he decided he had enough. Maybe he was a changed man - or maybe because he seen that tight skirt you wore with those lace panties peaking through.
Taehyung likes to think you and him grew up together. Not literally, of course. You two weren't that close. You had mutual friends. You met through Jungkook, who was two years younger than him and about a year younger than you. Your mother and Jungkooks were good friends which meant that the Jeon boy and you were destined best friends. Jungkook had introduced his older Hyungs to his best friend - a girl best friend - that they teased him about liking; even if it wasn't true.
You and Taehyung weren't friends - it was questionable if the two of you were even acquaintances. Taehyung seen you around a lot. From Middle School to High School to now, University. It was destined that way because, again, the two of you shared the same group of friends who would be at the same events, parties, hangouts and dinners.
Taehyung couldn't even remember how many words he said to you upon meeting your young shy figure next to Jungkook. He ignored your presence entirely unless he had to speak with you - which were the polite "hello", "goodbye", "excuse me," and the "thank you".
Something in Taehyung changed when he was a senior - you a Junior and Jungkook a sophomore. The two of you came to your figures - Jungkook now towering over you and coming close to being taller than him and you growing into a woman. Your breast were full and rounder, lips more plump and hips more wide. Taehyung couldn't help but watch you from time to time when he had the chance to.
You noticed the change in demeanor when it came to Taehyung. He would stare often and when your eyes met his, he would smirk almost cockily. He would speak to you more now, but they didn't get past him speaking over you or teasing. The two of you didn't share many classes, but the class you did share together, Taehyung made sure to question you in everything. When you were called upon by the teacher, Taehyung's side remarks made themselves clear. That, or he would answer the question before you could.
It didn't stop in class, either. When you spoke to your groups of friends, he would constantly talk over you or steer the conversation away from you. At the time, it was no secret of your crush of Jeon Jungkook, but only Taehyung would tease you about it like it was the most funniest thing in the world.
Of course the lot of you attended the same University away from home. The freedom and independence you all felt was chaotic, especially since now you all were adults and made adult decisions. Out of all your friends, unfortunately, you shared the same classes with Kim Taehyung. It brought nothing but memories of the way he spoke to you back in your High School classes. This time, however, he took the seat directly next to you.
Now, however, you were a woman. You didn't have the need to tolerate the way this man treated you for reasons unknown. Though he didn't speak to you for months in class even though he sat next to you. However, he would snort and snicker - you heard it with your own ears - when you asked questions about the material. Now you would tell yourself you were overreacting about this - but he never fixed his throat to scoff at another students question.
He would make you late for your next class by taking his time exiting the room, making sure he was holding you back with him. He would walk close to you - entirely too close and entirely closer than he's ever had before. When he strolled in front of you, he would randomly stop and be amused when you nearly crashed into him.
"Why do you do that?"
Taehyung's voice startles you. It was deep as it's always been, but in a situation like this - in your shared class while others around you conversed - you weren't expecting him to speak to you.
"W-What?" you stuttered. You were unaware what you were doing now to bother him.
"You never look me in the eye." was Taehyung's response. You were surely confused more now than ever.
"And?"
"And," Taehyung's eyes glance at you now and it makes you regret even speaking with him. His gaze was piercing. "it's rude."
You were taken aback. This was the same man who did nothing but be rude to you the entirety that you've known him. And now be was accusing you of being the rude one?
Instead of responding, you look forward onto your notes. Sometimes the best response was no response.
"You don't look others in the eye when you speak." Taehyung says quietly, watching as her cheek twitches. "Do you lack confidence? Or do you only do that with people you like? Like Jungkook?"
"I wasn't aware you watched me, Taehyung." you murmur, now growing annoyed with the man and his observations. "And stop speaking of my past crush on Jungkook. It's pathetic."
"Who says I watch you?" Taehyung scoffs.
"You seem observant for someone who doesn't watch me." you scoff back, your eyes now on him.
It was a chuckle - a low deep rumble coming from Taehyung's throat - that startles you. You turn to glance at him and maybe even retort. But, his eyes were already on you - intense and narrowed.
Taehyung, to you, was attractive - no doubt about it. You may not be a fan of his but she wouldn't lie either. Taehyung had grown from a goofy kid to an attractive - even cocky - man in a matter of years. Dark eyes that appeared to be judging you whenever he laid eyes upon you, broad shoulders with dark hair that curled above his shoulders. He was a catch - if he wasn't such an asshole at times.
"You're cute, Y/L/N." you hear him say after a minute - a full minute that he counted upon. He sits back into his chair and his eyes are now ahead, appearing to be paying attention to the lecture. "I would even argue and say...sexy with those lace panties you're wearing."
Taehyung knew he was a bad influence when it came to being a Hyung to Jungkook - but it wasn't as if he was much older. He was the reason Jungkook had tried weed for the first time and concluded that he didn't like it after his fits of coughing. He gave him alcohol next, and though that was better, carrying an athletic and intoxicated Jeon Jungkook who could easily rival him in strength was not his best judgment. He basically watched Jungkook grow up alongside him and his Hyungs - so when the topic came to sex, he was intrigued by Jungkook's sudden shyness.
Senior year was when he noticed the shift in you and Jungkook, the two of you becoming suddenly close. He couldn't blame Jungkook for his wandering eyes on you - you had grown over the summer suddenly, all of the male eyes were on you now. Still, he remained quiet until it was his time to speak up. And he did, when it was just him and Jungkook. Taehyhung knew he would shut down if he brought it up while the older Hyungs were around. So, he waited when Jin and Yoongi went to the store, for Namjoon to be off reading somewhere and Hoseok and Jimin talked amongst themselves.
To his surprise, Jungkook wasn't all that embarrassed as he once was. He admitted that the two of you hooked up many times, starting the summer of him becoming a Sophomore and you a Junior. He spoke how inexperienced the two of you were - how shy he once was to touch you, but couldn't stop when you were naked beneath him. He spoke of your moans being like music to his ears; when your lips wrapped around his cock for the first time he nearly exploded right then and there.
"I never knew you were a friend fucker." Taehyung quips, smirking at the young boy. "I'm just teasing," he assures once he witnesses Jungkook's red cheeks. "it's good to experience those things with someone you trust."
Taehyung was curious now - how the two of you could remain the best of friends. No one but him suspected anything between you and Jungkook. You both laughed, smiled and hung around each other as if you weren't fucking Jungkook behind the scenes.
"We aren't doing that anymore." Jungkook assures, a nod of his head. "We value our friendship more instead of a few hours of pleasure."
Taehyung was sure that it possibly started there - his interest in you. That same night Jungkook and he spoke, he witnessed you waltz through with a smile on your face as you greeted your shared group of friends. Taehyung ponders how you would sound, how you'd look while fucked out. His mind races at the possibilities - you cumming, you squirting, you giving a blowjob. He thinks of it all; all of it being you and him.
He was a man, after all, and couldn't help it. He never thought much of you in anyway until that day Jungkook spoke of you.
It's been weeks since you wore a skirt - even if you were being forced into one by Chaerin. You tried to change your seat in your and Taehyung's shared class, however that didn't work. The one time you did - the next day after Taehyung's sudden words of you and your "laced panties - you found Kim Taehyung himself demanding that the boy who you sat next to, Park Dae-jung, move and sit somewhere else. And much to your shock, he did - eyes wide. You had glared at the man, the audacity to have someone move from their seat.
You didn't tell Jungkook - or any of your friends. What would be said? Taehyung was suddenly interested in being around you after years of ignorance? That oftentimes he would whisper to you? How his hands would "accidentally" graze your thigh innocently? It progressed for grazing to full on groping - even stroking from your thigh to your waist beneath the long shared tables as his eyes remained ahead. Just yesterday did you find him putting his hand on your knee until you smacked it away a few moments latrer - he himself had no intention of moving until then.
It now went beyond the classroom, now entering their personal lives with friends. His dark eyes scan you often, from your face to your figure. He examines how you smile with your eyes before your lips, how when you laugh, you hide your mouth before doing so. You clench your legs often when you're nervous - Taehyhung could no longer help himself. It was to be the way the lace peaked through your skirt weeks ago - what else would be his reasoning of his sudden interest?
"Shot?" Jimin sing-songs, taking his own shot while he hands one out for Taehyhung. He takes it and downs it, his eyes flickering to you from across the pool. He was certain that your bathing suit - a black one piece with a deep v-cut to expose your breast - was once again Chaerin's doing. The dark haired girl used you like a doll, forcing you in whatever she could.
"Who are you staring at?" Jimin asks, his eyes following Taehyung's vision. The man was fast to advert his gaze to another girl, a random one who said right to you. This was a party after all and there were more women he could be looking at. "Are you going to fuck her?" Jimin asks.
Taehyung shrugs. He wasn't - he didn't even know her name. He couldn't be caught staring upon you, however.
You cross your arms over your chest, legs kicking into the pool water. Chaerin was long gone by now, as much as most of your friend group. Music blared from the speakers as you glance around at the many people enjoying their night. "You aren't hiding much."
You yelp at the sudden voice, the closeness in it.
You sigh when you realize it's just Taehyung. "Why aren't you in the pool?" you question. Jimin and Namjoon were playing chicken with Jin and Hoseok, losing by how clumsy the two were.
Taehyung glances at said pool and grimances. Jungkook was now holding someone under water while the surrounding guests were drunk and chaotic. "Possibly the same reason you aren't."
You nod, understandable.
"Do you still have that crush?" Taehyung questions, his eyes leaving your breast and now staring into your eyes, watching your expression. "On Jungkook?"
You turn your head to glare at Taehyung. It wasn't a secret - maybe to Jungkook, he could be clueless at times - that Jungkook was once your crush. It started in middle school when you began to look at boys as "cute" and not "disgusting". However, you thought you were being subtle - you weren't. Everyone knew, but only Taehyung would tease you about it.
"Why do you ask?" you respond to him.
“Besides the fact that when you two get drunk, you make out?” Taehyung rolls his eyes. He witness too many times of Jungkook and you making out innocently after one too many shots. It was accustomed in the friend group that now no one bats an eye. “Plus…I know he fucked you." Taehyung shrugs, a smirk on his lips when you widen your eyes. "He didn't tell anyone but me."
You gulp. You glance at Jungkook who is now looking around for someone, a determined look. Once his eyes catches yours, he smiles and waves. You wave back, a nervous smile on your lips. Jungkook knew your distain for Taehyung, but didn't take it as serious. When you mentioned the many times of Taehhyung dislike for you, he assured that it wasn't that. Taehyung didn't dislike anyone was his words to you - obvlious as ever.
"How cute." Taehyung rolls his eyes. "I want to fuck you."
You push yourself back as if he burned you. His words were blunt and nonchalant. "Too vulgar?" Taehyung laughs, amused by your expression. 
"I...wasn't expecting you to say that." You murmur. "Is this a joke?"
You were use to men being vulgar, sure. You were in University and that's all you encountered. However, Kim Taehyung was never that man. You told yourself his teasing and touches in class were tactic to piss you off - nothing more or less. 
"I'm a serious man." Taehyung says. "As vulgar as I come across now, I am serious. I want to fuck you. Not "make love" or whatever you girls say."
Taehyung's blutness takes you aback. 
"Think of it as a...favor. A reward, even." Taehyung notices the way your eyes dart from his eyes to his lips for a split moment. He smirks. "We're both grown."
"You hate me." you deadpan. 
"That never came from my mouth." Taehyung denies. 
"You don't need to say anything. It's the way you act!" you hiss. You noticed Jungkook going back to swimming. You take ahold of a stranded towel and place it upon your hips. 
"I'm sure you haven't been fucked in years." Taehyung scoffs, a roll of his eyes. "You're always tense whenever I see you. You look like you need some dick in your life and Jungkook isn't giving it to you anymore."
"Fuck you, Tae." You hiss and when you're about to throw the towel away from you and leave him there, he stops you. 
"Do you touch yourself?" he asks, eyes watching your expression. "Do you fuck yourself with a toy? With your fingers?"
Your cheeks flush at the suddenness of his words. His voice is deep and low when he asks you and you feel his get closer. Taehyung lowers his lips to his ears. "Do you?" he murmurs. 
You nod your head, compelled to answer. 
"Good girl." he smirks. "I want to fuck you - make you feel good. You're always so tense for a reason, Y/N. I could fuck it out of you, make you feel good." he assures, his hands reaching out to your thigh beneath the towel. "I want to see you beneath me. On top, wherever you'd like to be."
You bite your lips, clenching your legs when Taehyung grips your inner thigh. 
"Y-You can't do that here." you murmur to him, shaking your head. No one notices Taehyung and you. 
"I see. Wouldn't want to taint your image." Taehyung sighs, a shrug of his shoulders. 
"What image?" you question. 
"That shy girl act. The prude who pretends she doesn't want to get bent over a fucked." Taehyung responds as though his words aren't dirty. "I know if I were to bend you over right now, you'd take it. Right in front of our friends and Jungkook, wouldn't you?" Taehyung chuckles. "Look at you, pretending to be shy but spreading your legs more to feel my touch."
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"Here." you spoke to Taehyung, holding out a cup of coffee to him, hot to the touch. 
Taehyung wrinkles his nose in disgust. "Are you joking?" he scoffs.
You sigh.
It's been almost a month since the pool party. The following Monday when school began, Taehyung went back to his usual self - the touces, the whispering teasing of how ,uch he desired to fuck you and how. When class was over, Taehyung no longer stayed behind and found every excuse to not allow you to pass. No, he allowed you to - and made sure to squeeze your ass as you strolled by. A few times he would walk beside you, his hands so low that anyone would think the two of you were a couple showing intimacy. When he sat next to you in class, his hands would reach higher and high along your thigh and each time you would gently slap them away.
That was until you slapped him. 
Yes, slapped him right across the face. 
It was a reaction, you assured. He had suddenly squeezed your breast during an exam in class and your reflexes got the best of you. The sound echoed across the walls of the room and a few gasps ensured, one of them being your own and Taehyungs. 
Taehyung had ignored you the rest of the day. The next day he sat away from you, next to some girl who you didn't know while another student occupied his seat. The rest of the week was the same - Taehyung sitting away from you and when class was over, sprinting out the door to further avoid you. It would be easier if the two of you didn't share friends - then you could speak and apologize to him. However, Taehyung and you had a reputation of not being friendly - just cordial. So you couldn't suddenly speak with him without raising questioning eyebrows. 
You felt guilty - Taehyung didn't deserve to be slapped. Yes, he didn't have complete persmission to touch you. Yet, you never verbally told him to stop his actions and even allowed it a few times. But in the back of your mind, you told yourself that he was wrong and that this slap was years of payback for being an asshole. Nonetheless, you didn't want Taehyung to be angered and left on a bad note, so you tried your best to find him alone. 
When a month had gone by and Taehyung still sat away from you, you had enough. Nothing in the friend group had changed - it was as normal as ever. Only you felt off. Taehyung never glanced your way, even when you tried desperately to grab his attention. You had to do something, it was eating you alive that he was ignoring you. Your mind questions why Taehyung ignoring you - the same way he did for years - was such a hindrance to your mind. He didn't speak with you, taunt or tease you and opted to downright ignoring you all together - that's what was different about this Taehyung.
"We're both adults." you told yourself when you contemplate writing an apology letter. This wasn't elementary school, damn it, you were going to apologize to him in person. 
So you do, when you see his run out the classroom once more. You follow after him, nearly sprinting when you trip over your two feet and land straight onto the ground, books and paper flying everywhere. That was another attempt down the drain, but you were determined to not give up.
A second failed attempt was when you nearly asked Jungkook for Taehyung's number. That would do nothing but raise suspicion - as long as you know Taehyung, you never bothered to ask for his number or social media platforms. 
So, now here you were, a dumb look on your face when you feel Taehyung rip the coffee from your hands and throw it in the trash can closest to him. He was in the gym where he usually met Jungkook. You managed to beat the boy here. Luckily you were texting him today or you would never know that every Friday Taehyung and him meet up to work out. 
"I...that was rude!" you clench your fists. "I just came to apologize."
Taehyung rolls his eyes. He goes back to ignoring you. Where the hell was Jungkook at?
Taehyung didn't tell anyone that you slapped him. It wasn't meant to be news. He decided that same day that if it took him getting slapped to have you - that he wouldn't. It was now beneath him to attempt to fuck you, no matter how desperate he was. There's more pussy in the sea and going after one that played hard to get wasn't going to do it any longer. 
Taehyung knew you. He knew eventually you'd come to him - like he wanted. He knew you couldn't stand when people were upset with you. So, he ignored you. Changed his seat, adverted his eyes and made you feel the consequences of your actions. 
"I'm wearing those lace panties." you blurted out. As quickly as you said it, you shut up, regretting it. 
Taehyung stops - while you stand there dumbfounded. He was lifting a dumbbell when you blurted out your choice of underwear. 
"Hm." he tilts his head. "That's my business because?"
Taehyung manages to hide his smirk when you notice your ears are red. You were doing everything to not have him be upset - and little did you know, he wasn't upset anymore. 
"Thanks for the coffee but," he lifts the dumbbell a few more times before releasing it. He was suppose to be here with Jungkook, the yoiunger man being inspiration for him to work out. "I don't like coffee."
"You're weird." you murmur, arms crossed. "I never met anyone who didn't enjoy coffee."
Taehyung furrows a brow. 
"I mean," shaking your head, you offer him a smile. "I apologize. For slapping you. I shouldn't have."
"Y/N...I don't give a damn about an apology that's a month late." Taehyung chuckles. "What I am interested in is seeing those lace panties you're wearing."
You choke. 
"Or are you a liar, too?" Taehyung tilts his head slowly, a smirk growing onto his lips. He was enjoying this a little too much. 
You were a liar - you weren't wearing any lace. You opted to save those for when you felt like being sexy - which was rarely seeing as you were a single woman who didn't sleep around. "We're in public."
"So were we when you beat the shit out of me." Taehyung snickers. 
"Stop being so dramatic!" you hiss. "I didn't want to slap you but you gave me no choice!"
"Oh, so you just couldn't control your hand?"
"The same way you couldn't control yours?" you retort, your voice raising to match his. 
Taehyung steps back and raises a brow. "Feisty." he smirks. "Are you always this way with Jungkook?"
"Your obsession with Kookie and I is becoming worrying." you snap. "He has nothing to do with this."
"Oh?" he hums at the nickname.
"Yes." you hiss. You watch Taehyung lean against the bench, his eyes on yours. "Jungkook doesn't touch me the way you do." you tell him. Now your face his red while Taehyung breaks out into another smirk. "I mean...he...we..." you shake your head. 
"I don't care what he doesn't do to you." Taehyung raises a hand to silence you. "I want you to show me if you're being honest and wearing those panties after all."
You bite your lip. You watch Taehyungs features - he's serious. He awaits your next move. 
"I apologize to you." you tell him. "I want one in return."
"Excuse me?" Taehyung leans forward as if to hear you better. "I didn't hit you."
"But you put your hands on me without permission." you shrug, a smirk of your own forming. "I want an apology from you. It's not like it's years overdue to being a fucking prick."
Taehyung stands, now sauntering over to you. "You never stopped me from touching you, Y/N." he says. "I even assumed you enjoyed my touches."
You back away from him as he reaches closer. "That gives you the right to touch me?" you question, your eyes glancing down to his lips for a brief moment. "As if we aren't in class trying to learn?"
"Oh!" Taehyung claps his hands. "You want me to touch you in private. Why didn't you just say that?" he chuckles, shaking his head. 
You bite your lip. He knew what you meant, but Taehyhung's teasing never stops. However, this was your moment to take back to control in this situation. This month, Taehyung had the control - he let you to believe that he was upset with you for having a reaction to his own action. 
When Taehyung is now in front of you, you allow him to lower his head to your owns. "You're not touching me." you murmur, lips nearly touching his. "Not until I get an apology."
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After all these years of knowing you, Taehyung had no need of your personal phone number. Not even a follow back on social media was needed. He just didn't care to have you on anything, and of course, vice versa. He also couldn't ask you yourself for your number, that would make him appear weak - and weak he was not.
Now, things were different - but he couldn't let anyone know that, especially not Jungkook. He knew that Jungkook would look at him indifferently if he suddenly asked for your number. So, Taehyung had to be smart. Guessing Jungkook's password was the easy part - the man was predictable. It was made easier for him when you decided to text Jungkook. It was the name - your name - on Jungkook's phone that makes him furrow a brow. Your name displayed with an array of different color emoji hearts, heart eyes and flowers. 
Taehyung scoffs but gets your number regardless, saving it under ‘Y/N 🐍’ to not make it too suspicious if your name ever popped into his phone while others were looking. He could help his wandering eyes at your messages with Jungkook - it was an invasion of privacy, he knew that. But, he was sure anyone in his position would do the same. 
Y/N 💕🥰🌸: I miss you, too, Kook
Y/N 💕🥰🌸: I can come tonight and we can cuddle and watch horrible horror movies like the old times
Taehyung wrinkles his nose.
When he hears footsteps, Taehyung turns the phone off and places it back to where it belonged on the coffee table He leans back into his seat and yawns as Jungkook enters back into the sitting room. He watches Jungkooks expession as he unlocks his phone to text you, a smile placed itself upon his lips as his fingers types. 
"Talking to a lover?" Taehyung asks, his voice almost scoffing out the words. 
Jungkook shakes his head. "Just Y/N." he says lowly. "Who else?"
Taehyung hums, but his eyes remain on Jungkook. There was a way in which the Jeon boys eyes twinkled whenever he texted you that had him wondering just what the two of you were speaking of - and it couldn't be watching the cringy movies Jungkook enjoyed to watch.
Taehyung takes out his own phone and types into it, typing onto his phone fast to get the message out to you in a timely matter.
No, it wasn't an apology like you'd expect it to be, it was a quick and simple message that would get the trick done.
Taehyung: Y/N 👁
When you didn’t respond in the next five minutes, Tawhyung was growing irate - especially since Jungkook remained smiling like a fool down at his own device.
Taehyung: You’ve been ignoring me.
A moment later, he received a response.
Y/N 🐍: Taehyung? How’d you get my number? 🙄
Taehyung scoffs - of course he was the only one getting ignored.
Taehyung: Don’t worry about that. Why have you been ignoring me?
He wasn’t going to admit that he went through Jungkook’s phone and got your number - he’d come across as desperate.
Y/N 🐍: Just say you miss me, Tae Tae
Taehyung gulps. You never called him that before.
Y/N 🐍: Besides we never speak in public?
Taehyung: That doesn’t mean we can’t start
Y/N 🐍: 👀
Y/N 🐍: You’re right. It takes two to make a convo, Tae.
Taehyung frowns, biting the inside of his cheek.
Taehyung: I think you’re playing with me
Taehyung: Pretending you aren’t interested
Taehyung: Telling me you’re wearing lace and then refusing to show me 🤨
Taehyung watches the 3 dots on his phone screen intently as she types, but as he watches them disappear and a ding coming from across from him to Jungkook’s phone, he releases a hiss.
Taehyung: This shy girl act you’re putting up won’t last forever, Y/N
Taehyung locks his phone and drops it into his lap. Jungkook lifts his head at him. "You want something to drink?" he asks. "I forgot to ask earlier."
Taehyung shakes his head. He had been here close to fifteen minutes in Jungkook's dorm, him being lucky enough to not have a roommate since whatever his name was moved out not long ago. He took up both sides of the dorm, one being where jungkook resides and the other half being where he placed a fouton, large tv and a mini fridge with a built in freezer.
Jungkook shrugs his shoulder but lifts himself up. He strolls to the mini fridge and opens it, scanning whatever he could inside to see what he wanted. "I should get an ice tray." he murmurs to himself. "I'm going to go get some ice." he says to Taehyung who nods in response.
As the door closes, Taehyung hears a ding from his phone, his ears perks. He unlocks it to see your name on display.
Y/N 🐍: Could you give me what I want, Tae Tae?
Taehyung felt a flood of heat in his lower regions - imagining you saying this to him in person.
Taehyung: Yes
Y/N 🐍: Whatever I want?
Taehyung: Yes. Just tell me what you want.
Taehyung waits a total of 5 minutes and 13 seconds (he counted) for you to respond. He awaits for you to tell him you want him to fuck your brains out right now - or tonight, even tomorrow - and he’d do just that.
Y/N 🐍: I want you
Taehyung holds his breath, his cock twitching. As he was about to respond, you text again
Y/N 🐍: To apologize 😁
Taehyung slams his phone down on the coffee table just as Jungkook returns with his cup of ice. The Jeon boy raises both brows. “Are you alright?” he asks.
Taehyung nods. He wanted to say that you were being the biggest bitch there was - but that would only end up with Jungkook defending your honor (and maybe beating his ass in the process). He proceeds to take his phone from the coffee table when he receives another notification.
Y/N 🐍: Since your “manly” ego won’t allow you to, how about you send me a picture
Y/N 🐍: Everyone has a contact pic on my phone
Taehyung rolls his eyes.
Taehyung: Would you send me one?
Y/N 🐍: Ofc
Taehyung strolls through his gallery and sends a recent picture he took not too long ago. It was a simple mirror selfie he took, his hair damp and a few buttons of his shirt undone. The necklace he wore swung loosely around his neck.
Y/N 🐍: Thanks. I’ll send one now
Taehyung awaits for you to send one. He scans the picture of you that you just sent - that he was sure you just took at this moment. He tilts his head at the shirt you were wearing, slightly fitted but still had looseness and navy. It was basic and it fit you just right - but it was a familiar shirt he knew belonged to Jungkook. He notices how your nipples were hard enough for him to catch sight of them and he licks his lips. It was an innocent picture of you smiling at the camera - no indication of sexual.
Taehyung: Did you just take this?
He leans back and examine the picture again, the bottom of it he witnesses a strip of lace panties and his breath hitches.
Y/N 🐍: Sure did. Why? 🙄
Taehyung: Just wondering.
It was normal for the group of friends to go camping - it was a tradition that started way back in High School. Jin and Yoongi being the eldest, they planned the majority of the trip the best they could. The first two years were tough - not having the funds to get a cabin and resulted in shared tents. But that never stopped you guys, even if the bugs kept you up at night. Now that everyone was older, they all chipped in to help in fees - such as the cabin, food, drinks and other necessities. Once a year your group of friends went camping and rented out a large cabin with over ten rooms - each person trying to get their own.
The friend group consisted of 7 men and only 4 girls.Areum, yourself, Chaerin and Seo-Jun (who were a couple). Both roomed together, so that was never an issue and each person could have their separated rooms. You always took the room next to Jungkook incase you ever felt bored in the middle of the night - which was often. 
"What do you think we're going to do this year?" you ask Taehyung as you follow on with the professors teaching. "While camping."
Talking to Taehyung felt easier, no longer forced. You two text from time to time, his flirting coming out randomly but you always made sure to swerve around it. It was kept subtle, though, the both of you not wanting the rest of the friend group to know.
"Dare, duh." Taehyung responds. "That's our yearly tradition."
It was. It was the tradition that brought Chaerin and Seo-Jun together when both were dared to makeout with one another. Jungkook and Jimin had been dared once to skinny dip in the nearby lake. Jin dared to shove three s'mores in his mouth and swallow without choking - he managed, but was never the same afterwards. 
"Are you participating this year?" you ask him. You sat out the last year while Taehyung sat out two years in a row. You both enjoyed watching (from afar, of course) how your other friends participated in dares and exposing truths. 
"I will if you do." Taehyung responds. "We should start now."
You roll your eyes. "Now?" you question. 
Taehyung nods. "You know once we agree they're going to give us something hardcore to do." he explains. "Like shove a cactus up your ass."
You snort, a smile forming on your lips. 
There was a gleam in Taehyung's eyes. "Dare?" he murmurs to you. 
You turn your head to glance at him. He was serious about starting now. "Sure."
"I dare you to meet me tonight."
"Where?" you question. 
"At my dorm." Taehyung responds. Him and Jimin shared a dorm not far from Jungkook's. 
"What are we gonna do?" you try not to sound nervous. You could deny, but that would only have you be teased by him and you weren't going to back down now. 
"Whatever you dare me to do and vice versa." Taehyung shrugs. "Your turn."
You hum. "I don't know. Um, I dare you to pick me up." you say. If he wanted you to come to his then you would need a way there.
Taehyung lets out a low laugh. "A weak dare, but I'll do it. Think of something better next time. to prepare for the weekend."
Now, you find yourself in Taehyungs dorm, lights dim, in the navy shirt - that you stole from Jungkook months ago - and lacy panties with a throw blanket wrapped around you. Taehyung places the pizza in front of you, a smirk on his lips. "It's my turn again." he says.
Now you wish you would've said anything else concerning this "dare" you and him were playing. Once you received the message from you, you were determined to follow through because your mom didn't raise a bitch. But when it was your turn, you had no idea what in the world you were going to dare him to do so opted in saying "I dare you to get me food."
"I don't think 3 day old pizza counts as getting me food." you snap, but open the pizza box and eat the pizza regardless. It was surprisingly warm and fresh. 
"I bought it before I got you." Taehyung rolls his eyes but he lays upon his bed. 
"Where's Jimin?" you ask. Jimin was his dorm roommate and whos bed you sat upon on arrival. 
"Out with Thursday." Taehyung responds.
"Thursday?" you eat your second slice of pizza, the throw blanket now wrapped around your waist. 
"Yeah, he usually fucks a set of girls everyday of the week. Thursday keeps him busy the whole night. Won't see him until we go camping." Taehyung explains and you nod. At least someone was going to have fun, it should be Jimin.
Once you were done eating you sat quietly in the room, avoiding Taehyung's gaze that's been on you for a while now. "I dare you to lay down with me." 
You lift yourself up, feeling his eyes still on you as you make your way to Taehyung's bed. There was a little room by the wall for you to walk by and get to the top of the bed - a full size bed that fit the two of you nearly perfectly. You grab his blankets and place them onto you, losing the throw blanket you had. You lay awkwardly, your heart beating loudly in the quiet room. "Your turn."
"I guess it is." you murmur. "I dare you to tell me why you want me."
Taehyung ponders for a moment on what he should say. "You're cute." he shrugs. "You barely been touched."
"It's not like I'm a virgin." you quip. He wasn't afraid to tell you how he knew of you and Jungkook's sexual activities. 
"I know, trust me." he chuckles. He turns on his side to look at you. "When was the last time you came? Had any type of orgasm that you didn't cause yourself?"
You yelp at the sudden question, cheeks flushing at the closeness between the two of you. "I, um-"
"When was the last time you had sex?" Taehyung licks his lips as he awaits your answer. 
"Last year. It was just a hookup." you say, a grimance on your face. "I suppose the last time I had an orgasm with someone else was with....Jungkook."
Taehyung remains quiet, processing your answer. You didn't have sex much, he noticed, but the last orgasm being with Jungkook was insane to him - the two of you were nothing but High Schoolers. 
You turn away from him and towards the wall, your eyes adjusting to the dim lights in the room. You feel the bed moving, and Taehyung coming closer to you. He lays a hand on your waist. "I'm sorry." you hear him murmur. "For touching you."
You nod your head and hum in response. 
"Do you want me to take you home?" Taehyung doesn't want to. Your scent being so close to him is intoxicating and the fact that your in his bed alone - pantless, braless and so close - he wants nothing more than for you to stay. 
"No." was your response, and you allow Taehyung to come closer until his chest is against your back. His hand wraps around your waist and brings you closer to him. 
"Do you want me to move?" Even if he didn't want to move, he had to consider your feelings in this. Especially if you weren't afraid to slap the piss out of him again. 
You come to enjoy the closeness that was Taehyung, surprisingly enough. The way his hands places themselves on your hips and lighty trace the lace you wore. "It's fine."
"Alright." Taehyung sighs. "I dare you to spend the night with me."
"Can I eat you out?" Taehyung asks in a low hushed tone. "You don't even have to do anything in return."
How in the hell did you get here for Taehyung to ask you such a question?
Through the night, Taehyung and you had laid close to one another. You could feel his length on your back as Taehyung inched himself closer, It made your body feel hot, but you remained still. You could also feel his breath tickle your ear and his hand squeezing your hips - almost as if to keep himself sane. The two of you stayed like that for hours until both succumbing to a dreamless sleep.
Of course you had not intended on staying with Taehyung the entire night. However, you would admit you were having fun with the man with the dares you two played. Taehyung gave you a sort of rush, and that said a lot when your best friend was Jeon Jungkook. But, this was a different rush now, a more intimate rush that you hadn't felt since Jungkook and you were sexual.
You stirr awake, feeling humid and desired nothing more than to kick off the thick blanket that was covering your body. Your eyes fluttered open and you nearly yelp at your surroundings. Memories flood from the day prior and now you felt hotter, cheeks and neck red. You glance around the room, finding it the same as the night before, the dim lights now off and instead replaced with the sun peaking through the windows.
"You're awake." you feel Taehyung murmur against your neck.
You flinch at the suddenness of Taehyung's voice - deep and raspy. "I am." you murmur. "Good morning."
Taehyung kisses your neck and mutters a low 'morning'. He couldn't help himself, even if it did feel too intimate for the two of you. But, you laid in his bed wearing the bare minimum and looked fuckable (like you always had). So, when you didn't stop him, he took it as an invitation to kiss from your neck down to your collarbone. He pushed himself into you, your ass feeling soft beneath him. "It's your turn." he murmurs against your neck. "Are we still playing?"
Your mind couldn't process his words in time. You feel your legs clench shut at the feeling of Taehyung's soft kisses along your neck - and at the fact that you didn't stop him. "I-I don't know what to say." you admit, feeling his hands rub along your hips.
"Just say anything you want me to do." Taehyung chuckles out a response. He wished it would be 'I dare you to fuck me into the mattress' but maybe that would be too soon. Regardless, he would - even if he was alone or Jimin asleep across from then.
"I dare you to...touch me?" your throat was dry and you barely managed to say anything to him.
"I already am." Taehyung groans. But, nonetheless, this was an invitation. "You want me to touch you more?" he offers.
Before you could respond, you feel his hands rub from your waist to your breast above Jungkook's shirt. He squeezes them that causes a yelp from your throat. You found yourself moaning, not able to keep it in any longer. "It's your turn, Tae." you stuttered, legs clenching when you feel his tongue, warm and slippery, lick agaist your neck. 
"I dare you to take your shirt off." Taehyung wastes no time in attempting to get what he truly desired. He knew you for years now, watching you grow into your body. His mind pondered on how your breasts were and only could be imagined by Jungkook's words back in High School. The closest he's ever been was at the pool party.
"Okay." you say. You tear yourself away from him, now turning towards him. You lift the hem of your shirt up. With ease, Taehyung lifts it off of your. You feel the cool air against your skin.
"Cold?" Taehyung asks and when you nod he takes the blanket and covers the two of you, coming closer to your body. "It's your turn."
You lick your lips, unsure of what to say. You feel Taehyung's large hands on your breast now, twirling your nipples in the palms of his hands. He knew you liked it by the soft whimpers coming from your lips. "It's just us...you don't have to hide your moans."
"I dare you to kiss me." you lick your lips.
Taehyung groans and lowers his head, doing what he was dared to do. He catches your lips with his own. He gives your nipple a pinch before rubbing down your sides to get to his destination - your ass. Giving it a hard squeeze, he pushes you closer to him.
You moaned louder, feeling his cock twitch from his shorts. You knew your panties would be soaked soon. 
"I dare you," Taehyung breaks the kiss (much to your surprise and despair) and trails kisses down your neck and collarbone. "to let me suck them." he stops at your breast. How could he not want to such beautiful breast in his mouth. 
You nod, biting your bottom lip. "Okay." you agree. "I'd let you without the dare." you admit. 
Taehyhung smirks, and within a second he is atop of you, between your legs. His hands tap your thighs. "Wrap your legs around me." he commands. He needs to feel the heat coming from between your legs, his desire to fuck you into his mattress becoming higher and higher by the second. Your bare breast in his face, your legs now wrapped around his waist - his shorts long gone in the mix. 
Taehyung wraps his lips around your hardened nipple and begins to suck, eyes fluttering close in bliss. He moans against you, tongue flickering your nipple. His hips rock into your core and by the way your heat wettens, you knew that you were ready to get fucked by him - however crazy that was. Taehyung  - the same man who annoyred you for years, managed to get between your legs in a matter of a month and a few weeks. 
Your moans were music to his ears. He wraps his tongue around your other nipple, his fingers pinching the previous one.
"That feels so good." you moan. You wouldn't live that down, he'd make sure of it. You'd fed into his ego more now - legs wide open, pussy wet, breast in his face and now telling him how good he made you feel. 
"I want you to make me feel good." you moan out needily, rocking your hips against Taehyung. "I-I dare you to."
"You'd like that, huh?" Taehyung chuckles, popping your nipple from his mouth, a trail of saliva connecting from your nipple to his lips. "Not so shy anymore, Y/N?"
You gulps, feeling embarrassment through you. Yet, you couldn't bring yourself to care.
"I've been waiting for you to say that." Taehyung confesses. "Can I eat you out?" Taehyung asks in a low hushed tone. "You don't even have to do anything in return."
You feel your clit pulse and you laugh aloud, cheeks flushing. "You're so blunt."
"You watch me suck on your breast and hump into your like an adolescent school boy." Taehyung tilts his head. "Why wouldn't I want to be between your legs?" he proceeds to place his fingers against your clothed clit, circling it. "So wet for me. Let me eat you out until you cum on my lips. You dared me to."
You bite your lip, eyes watching Taehyung's dark ones - laced with lust and desire. Your panties were thin and lace, not giving you any barrier between them and Taehyung's speedy fingers. Your eyes flutters close a few times, pleasure overcoming you. 
A loud ring startles the two of you. You jump at the sound of the familiar ring. "My phone." you stutter. You rummaged through the covers to find your forgotten phone. "It's Jungkook." you murmur. 
Taehyung watches the screen, eyes darkening into a glare. Jungkooks name on your phone - ‘Kookie 🍪🥰💪🏻’ does nothing but annoy him. The emojis on your and his phones appeared too domestic for just friends, but he shoves it off. What he did know was that he wanted to strangle Jeon Jungkook for possibly ruining his moment to eating pussy - yours to be exact. "Don't."
"I never missed his calls." you shake your head. You knew he would keep calling until you answered, and if you didn't he would come find you. "Kookie." you place the phone to your ear, gulping at Taehyung's glare. 
"Where are you?" Jungkook's voice comes loudly through the phone. "I went by your dorm. Areum said you didn't come home."
You bite your lips, eyes on Taehyung. "I-I stayed out with friends. Just got back."
Jungkook was silent for a moment. It was a dumb excuse, he knew all your friends. "Sure." he says, and you know he isn't convinced. But you can't tell him you were possibly seconds away from being fucked by a mutual friend - was Taehyung your friend now? "Do you want breakfast? I'm paying."
"You always pay." you laugh. 
Taehyung lets out a deep breath. There was no way in hell he was going to sit and listen to you talk to Jungkook, not when he was about to eat you out. 
"You're my girl. I'd always pay for you." Jungkook laughs, and Taehyung furrows a brow at the conversation.
"And that's why I love you, Kook." you say. "How about we get lunch later? You still owe me for - shit!"
"Y/N?" Jungkook's voice hisses from the phone. 
Taehyung was over the conversation. He wasn't going to watch you sit on the phone with Jungkook - not when you agreed on having his lips between your legs. He was going to go through with the dare - on or off the phone. He goes between your legs, kissing your clit. 
You mute Jungkook on your phone, eyes widening at the man between your legs. "Taehyung!" you hiss. "Stop that!"
"It's a dare." Taehyung shrugs. "Don't let me stop your flirting."
"Flirting? Kookie and I-"
"You're his girl after all." he interrupts, his fingers moving your panties to the side and placing his tongue upon your clit.
"Y/N!" Jungkook's voice is louder. 
You unmute the phone and moan as Taehyung's tongue circles your clit. "Y-Yes?"
"Are you...okay?" 
"Yes, sure, Kookie." you say, hoping Jungkook cannot hear the wet smacking coming from Taehyung between your legs. "I-I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize." Jungkook assures. 
You mute Jungkook again and hiss. Taehyung's mouth was amazing against your clit. You open your legs wider. 
"Don't let me stop you from talking to your little boyfriend." Taehyung rolls his eyes. Sure, he knew the two of you weren't officially together. However, Jungkook's feelings were there - no matter how many times you and him would deny it. Deep down, your own feelings had to be there, too, and he questions if he should even be here with you. Yet, his conscience is clouded with lust. 
You unmute Jungkook, a whimper coming from your lips. "K-Kookie?"
Jungkook is silent, but then you hear his words. "Yes?" his voice is low and you almost feel disgusted by how it makes you feel. His deep voice with your arousal plus Taehyung's tongue on your clit. "Are you touching yourself again?" he sighs playfully.
Taehyung licks and suckles before lifting his eyes to you. Your teeth caught in your lips as your hips bucked against his tongue. He smirks at you. Jungkook and you were an odd pair of friends, far too entangled in sexual tension that nothing seemed to be off limits. Maybe it comes with the amount of years the two of you have been friends, to sexually active, to now - horny single young adults.
"I'll talk to you later, Kookie." you manage to say into the phone, fluttering your eyes open to witness Taehyung flick his tongue along your clit. You couldn't help but moan at the sight of Taehyung, devouring you as if you were his favorite meal. You hung up the phone accidentally, your head falling back into Taehyung's pillows. "S-Shit..." you groan, grabbing your phone and redialling Jungkook.
"What the hell are you doing?" Taehyung grumbles, watching you, tongue flickering. 
"I-I forgot to say..." your breath hitches. Jungkook answers the phone gleefully, a laugh coming from his throat. "I love you, Kookie. I forgot to say."
"I love you, too, Y/N." and with that, you both hang up and you drop your phone back to your side. 
Taehyung shakes his head, but doesn't stop his tongue. Surely Jungkook and you were an odd pair, vowing to say I love you at any and every given time, the nicknames, teasing and sexual frustration. He enters two fingers inside of you, enjoying the way your hips buckle. As he thrusts, he chuckles against your clit. "I love you, Kookie." he mocks, fingers jamming inside of you. "Pathetic."
"Fuck you." you hiss, widening your legs. "You have to move..." you suck your breath in, feeling your stomach rumble with the sudden tightness. "I'm gonna cum if you-"
"Cum." Taehyung hissed against your clit, tongue flicking and suckling as rapid as his fingers thrusting inside of you. Wet sounds erupts through the room and the scent of sex is heavy in the air. 
"You...you're making me feel so good." your body was trembling, each time you tried to close your legs, Taehyung snaps them open with a slap of your thighs. His head nods from sigh to sigh and licks furiously at her clits. He wasn't going to stop when he was aware of your high coming. 
It was this moment that Taehyung understood there was a change. He didn't care about himself at the moment, showing you no mercy. You've came twice already and Taehyung vowed that he wouldn't stop until you came for him again. He got off from your sputtering moans and the way your legs would attempt to jerk themselves close. You were completely relaxed with him now, no longer caring if you were being too loud in his dorm - it wasn't as if Jimin was present.
"Fuck!" you wail out as Taehyung drops your legs gently, admiring your disheveled appearance.You came again, for the third time. Your legs twitched as you attempted to move. "I'm so tired." you groan. 
"It's still early. We can...rest?" Taehyung feels weird suggesting it, he's never before. He was single and didn't need anyone to be attached to him. He's brought women to his dorm many times, none of which ever stayed the night - let alone rested. But you were different, he supposed. You were a friend now and this is what friends did, right? "It's still early. We can wake up later. I know you and Jungkook have that date."
You roll your eyes as he falls next to you. "It's not a date." you mumble, but your eyes feel too heavy to banter with him. "Thank you, Tae Tae."
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Tae 🆘: Are you busy?
You bite your lip as you read the message. You were with Chaerin, browsing the clothing rack when you got the notification from Taehyung. You hadn’t heard from him all day after they both woke up and went about their separate ways. You showered, got dressed and went with Chaerin to find new clothes (that neither of you needed) before you went to eat with Jungkook.
You: I’m with Chae. Something you need?
Tae 🆘: I want you to sit on my face 😌
You redden at the text - Taehyung was as bold as ever.
Tae 🆘: But since you’re busy, how about you do something for me instead?
You half heartily listen to Chaerin talk about the different clothes on display.
You: What’s up?
Tae 🆘: Come find out before we leave to go camping
Tae 🆘: Since you’re with Chae, I know you aren’t far from Jungsik. I’ll be parked there
You take a deep breath and eyed Chaerin. “When are we leaving?” you asked.
Chae turns her head and furrows a brow. Her dark hair swinging behind her. “Am I boring you?”
“Don’t be dramatic. I’m just asking because I still have to meet Kookie. I’m riding with him.” you explain. “Besides, do you even need a new swimsuit?”
“Of course not. That won’t stop me from buying one.” Chaerin shrugs. “Go to your little boy toy before he comes sniffing you out like the little puppy he is.” she gives you a little smile.
You wave her off and make your way to Jungsik, it wasn’t far and maybe a few minutes by foot. You pondered what Taehyung had requested of you. After walking a block or two, you noticed Taehyungs car parked, windows tinted dark as you approached.
"Yo." you murmur to him upon entering and closing the door behind you. "What do you need?"
"Hello to you, too." Taehyung rolls his eyes, a smirk on his lips. "Aren't you going to kiss me?" he pouts his lips.
You tilt your head. "Since when do we-"
"Just shut the fuck up and kiss me." Taehyung waves you off and catches your lips in a quick peck. "Here." he says, placing a small black paper bag in your lap.
"What is it?" you questioned, alarmed. All of this felt like a fever dream; from Taehyung making you cum twice in one day to you leaving Chaerin to come to him and now him gifting you something.
You opened the bag and rummaged through. "Are you joking?" you scoff, holding up a pair of black lace panties, only the crotch area appears to be cotton and thick.
"I want you to wear them for me." Taehyung smirks cheekily. "Tonight while we're camping."
You nod and shrug. If that's what he wanted then sure, but you were unsure why. You had no plans on seeing him outside of the group activities.
"Good girl." Taehyung whispers, his voice low.
You gulp. "I have to-"
"What's the rush?" Taehyung stops you from opening his car door. "Come here."
"What else is there to do?" you survey his features. 
He leans back into his chair, adjusting his seat. "Sit on me." he commands, opening his arms. 
You bite your lips. 
"The windows are tinted. It's not like we're going to be fucking." Yet, Taehyung thinks, but that's for another time. He pats his thighs and without a second thought, you manage to sit on his lap, ass against his clothed length and back on the steering wheel. "Okay, now kiss me."
You catch Taehyung's lips on your own. Taehyung's hands roam your body, finding your ass in the jean shorts you wore to be captivating. The car was becoming hot with the tension coming from Taehyung and you, tongues entangled and wet with the others saliva. You feel his large hands cup your breast, his mouth removing themselves from your lips. "Let me suck them before you leave." he pleads, his hands already pushing your shirt and bra up to get the view of you breast, nipples already perked and hard for him. 
You push your head back at the sensation of Taehyung on him sucking on your nipples and breast, even nibbling on them. You, of course, were lost in the feeling, your core throbbing for him. Taehyung, however, knew within the next hour your breast would be bruised and purplish for him.
The group of friends arrived at their normal spots of cabins, excited like always and ready for their games of dare, junk food and alcohol. They made themselves situated into the large cabin they rented out for the weekend. You rode with Jungkook and opted in getting food on the go - not having enough time after your run in with Taehyung. You missed your friend and his company. The two of you talked and joked around the entire car ride while you remained in your usual spot - in the passenger seat of his car and your feet in his lap. 
"We need to be swimming." Areum groaned, fanning herself upon entering the cabin, bags in her arms. 
The rooms filled fast, all of you sleeping alone besides Chaerin and Seo-Jun. You and Jungkook made sure to find your rooms side by side, a tradition you shared since the start of your camping trips. Since this was a newer cabin than your usual one, the rooms were set up differently. You found it weird how one side of the cabin sat you, Jungkook and Taehyung while the other side was Jin, Areum and Yoongi. Upstairs was Chaerin and Seo-Jun, Namjoon, Jimin and Hoseok. You didn't mind, the cabin itself was huge, but you pondered if you'd run into Taehyung often on your side of the cabin.
"Okay, let's go swimming now." Seo-Jun suggests, her and Chaerin already in their swimsuits.
"We just got here?" Jin rolls his eyes at the two girls. "We should eat first."
"More the reason for us to go to the lake." Chaerin rolls her eyes. "We can cook later, Jinnie. I'm going swimming." her manicure nails grabs Seo-Jun's hands and drag her out the cabin.
"She bought a new bikini for this occasion." you giggle with Jungkook who smiles in return. "Do you want to go swimming, Kookie?" you ask, putting your hair into a low bun as you strolled into your room, his behind you. 
Jungkooks shrugs. "I can." he replies. "Did you buy a new swim suit?"
You shake your head, rummaging through your bag to find your swim suit. You take out the simple bikini - a dark red two piece. You lift your shirt over your head, taking it off without much thought. You and Jungkook changed in front of one another often, never caring much if it was taboo or not. You and Jungkook once saw the other naked, it was normal now - even if others would claim it wasn't. 
Jungkook tilts his head as he watches you, a bite of his lips as you change into your swim suit. His eyes travels to your bare ass as you lift the bottoms on. "Fuck." you hiss, your eyes on your chest. 
"What's wrong?" Jungkook murmurs, blinking away his intrusive thoughts. 
You wanted to punch Kim Taehyung in his (beautiful) face for leaving hickeys along your breast. You turn to Jungkook, a look of regret on your face. 
Jungkook widened his eyes at your breast behind the bikini top. "Well," he coughs. "you finally got fucked."
"I didn't." you roll your eyes. "I need a shirt."
"Yeah, yeah." Jungkook murmurs and makes his way to his bedroom. His mind is on your breast and the markings upon them. He wouldn't ask now, but he would eventually. If you were seeing someone that would explain the way you were acting earlier by how fresh the hickeys were. There was never any secrets between Jungkook and you - and there woudln't be any now. 
Jungkook grabs a large black shirt and throws it to you, a frown on his lips and face unreadable. 
You happily lift the shirt over your head you sigh. You didn't need questions from the others of the markings on your body when you had to deal with Jungkook's own questions eventually. "Let's go, Kookie." you smile to your friend, wrapping your arms around his waist. 
Jungkook does the same and both of you walk out and down the path to the lake. It was chaotic as always, splashing and loud laughs. You make your way to the lake and dip your toes in. You shiver. "Oh hell no." you hiss, the water was way too cold to just enter without becoming accustomed first. 
Taehyung watches from inside the water as you and Jungkook make your way, ankles first, into the lake. He takes notice of Jungkook's arms wrapped around you tightly, not letting go even if you were beside or in front of him.
"It isn't cold if you just jump in!" Jimin laughs out gleefully. He throws his wet hair to the side. 
You bite your lip, leaning against Jungkook as you enter farther until the water reaches your knees. You shake your head, laughing when Jungkook nearly looses his balance.
Taehyung hums. "You're taking too long." he says to no one in particular, but his eyes are on you.
"Leave us alone." Jungkook defends, his arms tightly around you. "But I agree, we are taking too long."
"Jeon Jungkook." You firmly hiss. "You better not do what I think you're about to."
Jungkook could only smirk in return. In a swift movement, he tightens his grip around you and lifts you up, throwing the both of you deeper into the water. Your screams are muffled beneath the cold water. 
Taehyung watches, his eyes dark, as you emerge from under water scowling while Jungkook is laughing. Without warning, you flap your arms aggresively, sending as much water towards Jungkook as possible, who does the same.
You giggle loudly, mind foggy as you lean against Jungkook. You all had too many to drink, the game of dare played out far too long for anyones liking. This time, however, everyone was given an option to deny the dare given - and take a shot. It was safe to say that Jungkook and you took more than a few shots. Even when the dare given was easy, drinking seemed far more enticing than participating. It was amazing how you managed to change out of your wet clothes into fresh ones, Taehyung's gift on you.
"Let's make out." you stutter to Jungkook who only laughs in return.
"We can't keep making out when we're drunk." he tells you, but wraps his arms around your shoulders.
"Why not? We always do." you slur your words as you face him with a pout. "It's a tradition."
Jungkook leans back into the bed frame and lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Fine." he agrees with little to no convincing. "Everyones still outside anyways."
Not everyone. Taehyung was quick to notice you and Jungkook scurry away drunkingly while the others conversed and ate outside. It was now night and the group stayed to grill and make s'mores long the man-made fire Yoongi was able to conjure.
Taehyung watches as you jump into Jungkook's lap, both legs on either side of the man. He wouldn't call it spying - you two were so drunk that closing the door was a hassle. Besides, his room was just down the hall, not far from the two of you.
Taehyung himself was tipsy, his mind just as foggy as yours and Jungkook. Luckily the hallway was dark and hid him well enough into the shadows. His eyes examine your figure, a loose fitted shirt of Jungkooks on you, large enough to hide the fact that you weren't wearing anything beneath it. His eyes gleam when he realizes you're wearing the lace panties he got for you, now he had a plan.
Your lips collides with Jungkooks, your ass in his lap while his hands grip your waist. The sounds of you two kissing could be heard along with a few drunk giggles from you every few moments.
Taehyung unlocks his phone, the brightness down as he goes onto the app he was looking for. He releases a hushed chuckle, his eyes on you as he presses his screen.
You yelp against Jungkook's lips, eyes fluttering open at the weird sensation coming from between your legs. Your drunk mind cannot comprehend what's going on all you did know was the vibrations coming between your legs was amazing. "K-Kookie." you moan out, licking your lips. "What's going on?"
Jungkook, just as drunk as you, was unsure of the sudden change in demeanor, but didn't question it. As you sat deeper against him, he felt the vibrations coming from between your legs. It baffled him, yes, but he assumed it was the intoxication getting to him and the vibrations were nothing but his imagination. Nonetheless, he buckles his hips against your core, enjoying the vibration just as much as you did. His eyes bats up at you just in time to witness your gasping face. His hands snake their way from your waste to your breast beneath his large shirt. 
You're unsure of where the vibration is coming from but you refuse to question the amazing feeling. You continue to grind against Jungkook, drunk mind not realizing just how wrong this was. You and him were friends, and yes the two of you were once sexually active in Highschool. And you two didn't mind changing in front of the other. Nor did you mind kissing while drunk...maybe your and Jungkooks friendship was odd, after all. 
Jungkook wraps his lips around your nipples, his tongue twirling around it as the both of you continue to grind into each other. Your toes curl and you couldn't help but moan loudly, the vibration plus Jungkook suckle your breast was enough to send you over the edge, your high reaching quickly. You shudder atop of Jungkook, no longer able to keep it together. He catches as you fall besides him, a low drunk chuckle coming from him. 
Taehyung hums, taping his screen to turn off the vibration. He turns away from the room and down the hall to his own room. 
You let your eyes close, your last aspect of consciousness was Jungkook wrapping his arms around your waist. 
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You enjoy the hot water rolling down your skin, it was exactly what you needed after you woke up in Jungkook's arms. Not necessarily like that - he woke you up by pushing you off of him and claimed that you were drooling on his bicep. That was your key to leave and shower the previous night away. You lather your skin with the body wash and sigh, mind trying to recollect what you and Jungkook did for you to wake up feeling sticky between your legs. But that didn't surprise you as much - this is what the two of you did each time alcohol reached your system. 
What confused you more was what you and Taehyung were doing. Even though you rarely spoke with him the first day of the trip, you were not unaware of his presence and lingering eyes on you. You never once looked at him in another light like you did now - you blamed your lack of resistance when it came to him pleasuring you. 
You turn off the shower and make it to your bedroom to find Jungkook looking through your bags, a determined look on his face. "Where's the lotion you packed?" he asks upon your arrival. "You know the one I like."
"And the one you refuse to buy for yourself?" You point to the nightstand next to your bed.
Jungkook smiles and grasps it, heading out the door. "Thanks." he nods his head a little. "Are you getting breakfast? Areum and Jin were cooking when I woke up."
You nodded your head. Areum and Jin were the best cooks, even if they did fight over ingredients and how to put everything together. In the end, the food came out just as good - if not better. "I'll just need to get dressed first, Kookie, then I'll be down."
You dry off once Jungkook leaves and closes the door behind him. You don't care much about your hair and leave it in a low bun. You lotion your body with a different lotion - not your favorite but you knew you wouldn't see the lotion Jungkook took from you. your attire was casual for the day, biker shorts and a short sleeved shirt. Just as you were making your way down the hall, your phone vibrates in your hand. 
Tae 🆘: Meet me outside
You: Where?
Tae 🆘: Where Jin would make s’mores
You hum. That was a walk from the cabin, maybe about 10 mins or so. Jin always chose to go farther from the cabin, paranoid that something would go wrong and the cabin would burn down and charge everyone thousands of dollars in reparations.
You: Okay 👍
You enter the kitchen with a slight yawn. Like usual, Areum and Jin were in a heated discussion that you had no desire to be a part of or understand. Namjoon and Jimin were sitting at the breakfast table, speaking as you arrived. Yoongi was nowhere in sight, which meant that he was still asleep. 
"Good morning." Seo-Jun says at your arrival. She had a clear glass pitcher in her hands with orange juice filled inside of it. "Juice?" she questions. 
You shake your head, offering her a light smile. "I'm just going to go for a walk." you tell her. 
Chaerin pokes her head from under the table. "A walk? This early?" she questions. You didn't bother asking why she was beneath the table - some things were best left alone. 
"Who's going for a walk?" Jungkook enters the kitchen, hair wet and towel wrapped around his neck. 
"Y/N." Jimin answers. 
"Oh, let's go." Jungkook nods, flobbing the wet towel on the kitchen counter. 
"Excuse you?" Jin stops his argument with Areum to point at the towel and then at Jungkook. "Do you not have any common courtesy?"
Jungkook frowns, grabbing the towel in his hands. "Sorry, Hyung." he murmurs. Jin shakes his head and goes back to Areum and cooks as though nothing has changed.
You look at Jungkook. "It's okay. I'll be back in a few minutes anyways." you assure him. He didn't need to know you were meeting Taehyung on this walk. 
Jungkook nods, lips formed in a small pout as he watches you walk out of the back cabin door. He sees your figure sauntering into the wooden area until he cannot see you anymore. 
"You look like a kicked puppy." Namjoon teases, leaning back into the chair. "When are you going to admit you like her?"
"Maybe when Y/N admits she likes him, too." Areum announces. She strolls their way and flops a pancake down on the table. "Try that." she ushers to Jimin, who does. 
Jungkook frowns. "Can't we just exist without accusations?"
Seo-Jun nods, her hair falling into her eyes slightly. "You could." she says. And when Jungkook was about to agree with her, she interjected. "If you two didn't make out while drunk each chance you get."
"But thats-"
Jungkook is interrupted by Chaerin. "Or if you didn't claim that she was 'your girl' and every given moment."
Jungkook shakes his head. "She's my best friend-"
"Who you hump every now and then?" Jin scoffs as he fluffs the eggs on the pan.
"Hyung!" Jungkook flushes. "You're supposed to be on my side!"
"You're right." Jin nods, forgetting his promise to Jungkook. "Stop teasing him." he tells the rest with a roll of his eyes. 
"Are you cold?" you ask Taehyung upon your arrival. The man had a tall fire he sat beside.
Taehyung shakes his head. He held a grey bag in his lap. He opens it and takes out a few chocolate bars and marshmellows. "You and Jungkook got shit-faced last night." he says. "Missed out on the s'mores."
Your cheeks flashed at the hazy memories of Jungkook and you. Hopefully, you had not embarrassed yourself as bad as you usually did when it came to alcohol and the man that was Jungkook.
"Thanks." you murmur, sitting down beside him and starting your s'mores.
Taehyung sits back to view you and your s'more making. He wasn't in the mood for it by any means, but that didn't mean he couldn't watch. His mind wanders to you and Jungkook the night prior - how needily you kissed and humped the younger man. It was no doubt the two of you share feelings for one another that you refused to put into words.
"I think we're going hiking today." you say, biting the last piece of your third s'more. "I need pictures for my album."
"We hike around the same path every year." Taehyung deadpans. "How many pictures do you need?"
"Memories." you widen your eyes at him, as if it was obvious. "Kookie always takes all my pictures. Apparently I don't know how to take 'amazing pictures' as he says."
"Or maybe Kookie just wants to take pictures of you." Taehyung snickers. "What type of pictures does he take?"
"All kinds. If he wants to take some with me, he'll prop his camera up and we'll take pictures in front of trees, waterfalls, rocks. Anything really."
Taehyung nods. He never paid attention to you until now, but the way you spoke of Jungkook was endearing - he'd admit. He truly was your best friend - with a little drunken benefits in between.
"Do you wanna take a picture with me, Tae Tae?" you laugh out, taking your phone from your pocket and sitting it up by the fire, far enough to not have it fall in and engulf into flames.
"Why would I want to do that?" Taehyung inquires. But he doesn't stop you from adding a timer onto your phone and running to him to make it in time.
The first shot surprises him, the flash in his eyes was bright even if the light around them was just the same. The second flash comes and he smirks as you get situated but accidentally drops the chocolate bars on the ground. The third comes and he lifts his finger to his eye and gives a peace sign, you doing the same.
"I have to admit these pictures are somewhat cute." you say as you scroll through them on your phone. "The trees and sky add just the perfect touch."
Taehyung hums in response. He closes his eyes and takes in the scent - the earthy aroma and quietness. Nothing interrupted him, not Areum and Jin arguing, Yoongi drunk rambling and Seo-Jun and Chaerin's makeout sessions (even if sometimes it was hot to watch). It was just quiet out - just you and him.
"Come here." Taehyung speaks for the first time in a while. He was sat on the ground, nothing but a few leaves and sticks besides him.
You go to sit next to him, head tilting. But Taehyung grabs your wrist, managing to get you on top - staddling him. "Kiss me." he demands, his lips already on yours after he speaks.
You enjoy the warm feeling that comes from him. You enjoy just as much when Taehyung's hands rub along your hips. "Take another picture." he murmurs against your lips. "For your album."
"I don't have those kinds of pictures in my album." you giggle at him, pecking his lips.
"Then make another one." Taehyung kisses down your neck. "One of just us...for memories."
"And why would I want these memories of you?" you sass him back, but allow his hands to cup your breast.
"You don't want to remember the time I made you cum in the middle of the woods?" Taehyung retorts back. His warm tongue trails your collarbone.
You gulp when Taehyung starts to lift your shirt - you allow him, of course - until it is now laid beside you. "How would we take these pictutes?"
Taehyung smirks against your skin at your willingness. "The same way we just did. Just prop your phone up like this," Taehyung manages to grab your phone, turning on the camera and pressing record on it. He props it a few feet away from you two, a perfect view. "and when you go back and watch, you can remember the time I was between your legs," Taehyung takes both breasts and kisses each nipple before continuing. "with your pretty little lips wrapped around me. We can do it all."
"O-Okay." you agree.
Taehyung engulfs your lips against. He would never tell you, but your lips were always sweet and savory to him.
Your mind is screaming at you, nerves kicking in at the possibilities that could happen with you and Taehyung here.
You moans, body twitching. You lean you head back while Taehyung's tongues ravished your clit. You thrust yourself onto his tongue, not wishing for him to stop anytime soon.
"You're always so wet for me." Taehyung chuckles darkly against your folds. He kisses your clit, receiving a whimper. "I see. You like when I kiss you there?" Taehyung says, kissing her clit once more. You nod, biting your lip hard.
Taehyung continues to kiss your clit, his fingers itching close inside you until they are fully. "T-Tae...!" you stutter out, hips jolting. He rises above her, fingers thrusting inside of her at a rapid pace. He couldn't wait to watch the video and see you moaning his name with your legs as wide as can be.
Taehyung watches you. He couldn't help it. Maybe it was your wetness dripping down his hand as he fingered you, or the sound it was making as he did so. Maybe it was your facial expressions - the way you would bite your lip trying to bite back a moan before you would moan even louder than before. Or was it your eyes? Those eyes that would roll to the back of your head when he would press deeper and deeper inside you.
Or maybe, to Taehyung, it was just you. Just you in general that made him want to stare for hours.
"T-Tae...hyung." you tighten your walls. You was close.
"What do you want, Y/N?" Taehyung lowers himself to catch your eyes as they opened. "Tell me."
"I want you to..." you flush. You felt dirty even thinking about it.
"Don't have to be shy now. Your legs are open for me, aren't they?"
You nod. You open your mouth slightly. "C-Can you..."
Taehyung hums. He had an idea of what you wanted. He lowered his mouth to yours, gently kissing your before slightly rising up, a trail of saliva entering your mouth.
You cum. Hard. For a moment you're unable to move at how intense it was for you.
Taehyung removes his fingers and chuckles a bit. "I'm not done with you yet, sweet cheeks." He says.
Taehyung removes his pants, a large bulge in his underwear. He grasps it, the sight of you, pussy on display while you laid fucked out almost have him cum on the spot.
"Can I suck it?" you question after you calm your breathing.
Taehyung nods readilty. He could never turn down you sucking him off, the idea of you having him in his mouth felt amazing.
Taehyung sits where you once laid upon your clothes. He stares once you get on your knees, arching your back and spreading your legs. You lower herself to Taehyung's exposed length. Your mouth wraps around it and soon, you're sucking the tip hard.
Taehyung grunts, eyes immediately closed. The slurping sounds you made while you sucked upon him echoed off the trees. Luckily you two were alone or surely you would be caught by how loud they were.
"Fuck." Taehyung pants once you go deeper, his tip hitting the back of your throat.
"D-Do you like that?" you ask, swallowing. You had to make sure you weren't hurting him in anyway - it wasn't everyday you did this.
Taehyung nods fast.
"Okay." you reply. "Did you want to fuck my mouth?"
Taehyung chokes. "What?" He was taken aback. Not in disgust, but he was horny already and hearing you say things like that almost made him shoot a lode.
"I-I seen it in a porno once." you were embarrassed. Hopefully you didn't ruin the mood. "I know a way I could do it and not choke."
Taehyung was sure he was going to die.
"If you're okay with that." Taehyung says. "Let me know if it's too much, okay?"
You smile wide, nodding your head. You remain on your knees as Taehyung stands. Slowly, he enters his cock back into your mouth and begins to thrust.
You close your eyes,  your clit was pulsing at the grunts and moans Taehyung was doing.
Taehyung grasps your hair tightly, his thrusts going deeper and faster. He couldn't get his eyes off of you. Saliva was going all over your cheeks and chin and he thought you looked beautiful with him fucking your mouth.
Soon enough he was pounding into your throat, his hand tangled into your hair as he did so. Your eyes start to water, yet you enjoyed every second of it. You haven't done this before, but with Taehyung it had you wanting more just to please the man.
Taehyung removes himself from your mouth, tip still on her tongue.
"You can...keep going..." you pant. A trail of saliva connected your tongue and his tip. "I wanted you to cum."
Taehyung pants. You were going to kill him. "I don't want to choke you."
"You aren't." you assured. "It's...it makes me wet." you flush. 
Taehyung lets out a laugh before biting his lip. "I want to be inside of you."
You lick your lips and nod, wanting him inside of you just as much.
"I don't have a condom." Taehyung snickers at his own bad luck.
"I'm on birth control." you murmurs.
Taehyung's ear twitched.
"You'll let me...without a condom?"
You clench your fist out of nervousness. "I-I'm clean. I haven't had sex in a while." 
Fuck it. "Okay." Taehyung says hurriedly. He wanted to be inside you bad.
You lean back, opening your legs. Taehyung positions the tip of his cock at your entrance - so wet and inviting. "You sure you want to do this?" he asks. "We could wait when we aren't in the woods."
Conscious Taehyung was back. He was a man and getting to feel wet (raw) pussy was something he wanted, but not if it wasn't what the both of you desired. 
"We're making memories." you smirk, widening your legs. 
Taehyung laughs at that. He enters you, moaning as he does so. You were tight, even after the foreplay. He's gentle at first, careful not to stretch you too soon in case you haven't settled to his size yet.
You throw your head back as Taehyung quickens the pace, his hips clapping into your thighs as he fucks you. Your breast bounces at the fast movement.
"You're so tight." Taehyung notes. You weren't lying when you said it had been a while. Still, he wouldn't have it any way. He pumped inside you with ease, your wetness just right for him to keep the pace without a problem.
Taehyung wraps a hand around your throat, he lowered his face to yours. "You feel good." he grunts.
You couldn't help but moan in response. Taehyung knew how to make you feel good - not just by what he did, but by the things he would say. He was utterly filthy when he spoke into your ear.
"Turn around." Taehyung says, pulling out. He couldn't bare if he came right now - he was trying everything in his power not to.
Taehyung watched as you do as you are told. Turning around, your ass in the air as you spread your legs apart, giving him a good view of your wet clit. Taehyung groans, feeling his cock twitch. He reaches down and places a single kiss against your clit.
You flinch when you feel Taehyung's tip against your clit, rubbing circles against it. He was going to be the death of you, surely.
Suddenly, he thrusts forward. He's slow at first, allowing you to adjust to his size. Then, he quickens the pace. He places one hand onto your hips, his eyes on the roundness of you ass as he pounds inside of you.
You bite back a loud moan,  eyes closed as you clenched herself against Taehyung. The fast pace was getting to you,  sure you felt the man in your stomach.
Taehyung wasn't afraid to fuck you hard. No, you were alright. You adjusted to his size perfectly. You clenched around him just as perfect, too. It was as if he was meant to be inside you (and only him).
"You're so wet for me, Y/N." he snickers. The squishy sounds along with the slapping of your ass against his pelvis erupted through the wooded area. "Are you going to cum?" He asks. He feels you clenched around him even tighter. (How was that even possible?)
You nod. You were close to your own release that you felt your stomach clenched and your breath hitch.
Taehyung takes a fist full of your hair and yanks it back. Your eyes open wide, catching sight of Taehyung's dark ones. "Look at you, acting like a bitch in heat." Taehyung snickers. "No one would able to fuck you the way that I do, surely you know that."
Taehyung pounds into you as he tightens his grasp on your hair. "Tell me, Y/N, who is allowing you to feel this way? Who is going to allow you to cum right now?" he asks. He was near his own release, but he wouldn't cum until you did.
You open your mouth to speak, but couldn't. Taehyung thrusts were becoming too much and your mind was clouded by the fact you were getting fucked so heavily by Kim Taehyung.
"You shouldn't even bother trying to find someone else." Taehyung says, yanking your head back farther to ensure you heard what he was saying, his hips jolting into you at a rapid pace. "They wouldn't fuck you like I would."
Call Taehyung possessive if you want, but he knew one thing for sure. He wouldn't lose someone like you, someone willing to be fucked so easily and effortlessly; willing to suck him off just for the fun of it or open her legs wide just for him to see. He would be damned if he lost you to anyone - maybe even if it was Jungkook, the man that was all too friendly with you. But, he wasn't jealous, no, not of his younger friend. Was he growing possessive? Maybe.
"Say it!" Taehyung hisses at you. He lifts one leg up to go deeper inside of you. "Say that only I can make you cum. That only I can fuck you. It wouldn't be a lie."
You moan, shaking your head. You could barely think at the moment, mind clouded by the sound of your ass hitting Taehyung's pelvis and the feeling of your arousal pooling down your thighs.
"Fine." Taehyung says. He pulls out and lets go of your hair, pushing you away.
"N-No." you yelps. You try to clench around nothing and are disappointed when Taehyung had moved away from you.
"You don't want to say it , Y/N," Taehyung says. His conscious back. "then I won't force you. But I also won't allow you to cum, either."
You flip around to face Taehyung, eyes wide and tears have already dropped down to your cheeks. "B-But I want you to make me cum."  It was pathetic, you were sure. Here you sit (in the middle of the woods mind you) naked begging for a release.
"You do?" Taehyung asks, a smirk forming onto his lips. "Or maybe you belong to someone else? Maybe that's why you won't admit you belong to me." Taehyung trails a finger up your legs, his words getting to you.
"I-I..." You widen your legs.
Taehyung snatches his hands back. "I hope you don't think I would touch you." he retorts. "Such a shame, Y/N. You looked so beautiful around me."
"Please fuck me, Taehyung." you begs. "I'll let you cum wherever you want. Even inside me, I'm on birth control."
Taehyung's cock twitched. You knew how to talk convincingly - even if you didn't know the power of your words. You spoke so soft and innocently, as if you werent begging for him to fuck you senselessly.
"You're so needy, Y/N." Taehyung laughs. "Stand up." He commands, voice dark.
You do, on wobbly legs.
Taehyung turns you around, ass facing him while your front faces a nearby tree. He kisses the back of your neck. "Say it, Y/N. Say that only I can make you cum. That you wouldn't dare go to anyone else for what I can give to you better."
You nods. "Only you can make me cum." you says, legs were parted and Taehyung had rubbed his tip against your clit once more, slightly inserted it just to tease you. "I only want you to."
Taehyung lets himself smile.
With one rough thrust, he enters you and begins to pound once more. "You feel so good around me." he grunts as he pushes you towards the tree to get a better view of your ass. It was bliss - being wrapped around you was pure and utter bliss. Especially as he got to watch the way your back arched for him and the moans erupting through your lips.
Taehyung grasps both of your arms and brings it behind your back, pumping into you. He felt his own release coming, but he wouldn't cum until he felt you cumming with him.
Taehyung had forgotten about the camera watching them. He turns his head to your phone, the view of your breast bouncing made his throat release a groan. Why were you so captivating to him?
You cum hard, a pool of arousal dripping from your legs as you do so. Taehyung's thrusts were going sloppy as he reached his. "Y-You can cum in me, Tae." you breaths out, barely able to stand any longer. You were only up because of Taehyung, if not you would've been limp on the ground by now.
And Taehyung does cum, with one last powerful thrust.
Part 2 of 2
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BTS Recommendations:
Jin | Suga | J-Hope | RM | Jimin | V | Jungkook | multi bts
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lolabangtan · 1 year
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A N G E L | multi
You came to this world with a purpose: seven wicked souls wander this realm in search of what was stolen from them. While they seek revenge, you seek a way to hunt them down, but destiny has it deemed that you will find kinship in what is owed redemption.
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Word count: ??
Warnings: smut, heavy religious themes, mild violence, toxic behaviour, mentions of abuse.
# non-linear storyline, supernatural AU, soulmates AU, CEO/celebrity AU, fallen angel!OT7 x devil hunter!female reader, dom/sub dynamics, strangers to enemies to lovers, a bit Namjoon!main, explicit warnings for each chapter.
· read this story listening to its own Spotify playlist
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BOOK I.
scripture
heaven-sent
nuova eva
wrath
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BOOK II.
rib
seed
womb
sin
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BOOK III.
on a cross
ruth
revelations
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TAGLIST IS OPEN
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Cheers,
Lola.
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eleni-cherie · 1 year
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among thieves ✨ || bts • pjm [COMPLETED] masterlist
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"what even am I to you? your rival, your lover, an obstacle or am I supposed to be your coffin?"
about two thieves who can't live with nor without each other.
and a joint past that comes back to threaten them.
© 2023 | eleni_cherie
[ the sequel a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg is out as well! ]
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list of all chapters:
prologue | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3 | 0.4 | 0.5 | 0.6 | 0.7 | 0.8 | 0.9 | 1.0 | 1.1 | 1.2 |  1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 | 1.6 | 1.7 | 1.8 | epilogue
— word count: 49k
— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, very flirty jimin, sexual tensiON, slowburning, mutual pining, friends/rivals/exes to lovers (it's complicated, ok?!) f2l e2l ex2l
I don't wanna spoil too much, but all members play a role in this story!
— song recommendations/inspirations:
lana del rey - serial killer
jimin - like crazy
arctic monkeys - arabella
the last shadow puppets - pattern & used to be my girl
zayn - wrong (ft. kehlani) & borderz
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COPYRIGHT. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
IDEA/STORY VERY LOOSELY INSPIRED BY MY LOVE FOR UNCHARTED 4, GANGSTER COMEDY FILMS AND MY FAVOURITE ANIME OTP.
PROTAGONISTS:
PARK JIMIN AS HIMSELF; CHEEKY MASTER THIEF / LADIES' MAN
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ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.
SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)
NOT FREE FROM LINGUISTIC ERRORS - ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE.
DON’T BE A GHOST READER. LIKE & SHARE THIS STORY IF YOU LIKE IT :))
DEDICATED TO EVERYONE WHO’S READING THIS FANFIC.
CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORIES AS WELL:
polaris ✨ bts • kth
private affair ✨ ksj
8 mile ✨ myg
lonely hearts club ✨ kth
a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg
-Elenixx
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clockworkrosea · 9 months
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911, what’s your emergency? | series masterlist
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→ summary: your rise and fall as the korean national police agency’s best investigator, and the role that 8 people play in it. as they say, the higher you rise, the harder you fall. 
→ pairings: jeon jungkook/you, kim namjoon/oc
→ series warnings: mentions of blood, death, murder, torture, the mafia, explosions, the works. 
→ genre: heavy angst, hurt/no comfort?, mafia au, second person pov, slow burn, enemies to lovers
→ a/n: we run it back!! i’m not really into bts anymore but i really do love the premise of this story and i wanted to rewrite some of it now that i have more time (a lie) and more experience (a truth) under my belt. it holds the same core premise but storylines are actually planned out and it’s going to be second person (no y/n, basically). hope u like :) 
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i. no angels left to save. 
  → you’ve fought long and hard, but that doesn’t make you any better than the rest. 
ii. leave nothing to chance. 
  → and thus, you begin your investigation into the kingpins of the korean underground.
iii. in the eye of the storm. 
  → an explosive encounter marks the first confrontation.
iv. if these walls could talk. 
  → in the silence, the ghosts of the past return to haunt you.
v. let the choir bells ring. 
  → the city lights up purple as police sirens ring through korea. 
vi. girls talk and criminals walk.
  → you can't pass up the chance to meet with the most dangerous woman in korea.
vii. know what you follow.
  → the blowback of yesterday's events come quickly.
viii. now you see me.
  → you catch wind of plans for the heist of the century.
ix. paid good money.
  → the underground's entertainment scene roars with new life.
x. mo cuishle.
  → a failed sting operation brings you back to your roots, whether you want it or not.
to be cont. 
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curryshesus · 5 months
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bts fics that give me life in a drought
(aka my favorite fics of all time) pt. 2
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didn't expect to make a part 2 so soon but seeing how much recognition the first one got, here we are! some of these contain a hearty amount of angst, and oh they're just simply divine :( once again, please make sure to show your love and support to these lovely authors if you enjoyed any of these reads as much as i did!
➺ knife’s edge - by @readyplayerhobi
| jungkook x reader, jimin x reader | 141.8k
mafia au, fluff, angst, smut, violence, series
>> summary: "the jeon clan is family, built on blood and loyalty. it’s been an unspoken fact that one day you will marry the heir to the clan, jeon jungkook. you would be a fool to deny that you love him, but what happens when you meet a blue haired man who offers you a chance at normality?"
this fic absolutely BROKE ME. i was so conflicted all throughout and deadass went through all the 50 stages of grief. the angst was unparalleled. the fluff had me giggling like a madman cuz jk is an absolute sweetheart :( jimin is too :(( y/n is dumb and so is her situation :((( i cherish this fic sm
➺ novocaine - by @kinktae
| jimin x reader |
1990s au, exes au, angst, eventual smut, series
>> summary: "going home was hard – painful even. but falling back in love with jimin, the boy you left behind? downright gut-wrenching."
➺ ghostin him- by @adonis-koo
| namjoon x reader (taehyung x reader) | 26k
angst, angst, as well as angst. comfort too dw, one-shot
>> summary: "life is nothing more than dull colors for you, your world shattered and laying in the shards of what once was rather than focusing on what is. that is until you meet kim namjoon, who is immediately taken by you without realizing you’re a girl with a whole lot of baggage, through tears and many sleepless nights you’re faced with a choice of hanging on with bleeding hands, or accepting what is, and letting go."
ohmygod the writing hello? the amount of soul, depth, and sheer utter beauty in missy's words are beyond me. had me sobbing every other line and my heart aching all throughout and boy was it worth it.
➺ take five - by @jiminrings
| yoongi x reader | 10k
angst, fluff, unrequited love, pinning
summary: "dr. min yoongi's a board-certified dermatologist; skilled, renowned, and in-demand - oh and also, he's divorced."
➺ page turner - by @gukslut
| taehyung x reader | 13.6k
teacher!tae/ librarian!reader, fluff, smut, minor angst
summary: "corny romance and a zillion cheesy Romeo and Juliet quotes and references."
my tainted hopeless romantic heart ugh. they're so cute.
➺ bloom- by @hobidreams
| namjoon x reader | 20.7k
assassin!reader x florist!namjoon, smut, angst, action, sprinkles of fluff
>> summary: "family is who you kill for. who you die for. in this society, you and your kin are shadows, clinging to the darkness to obey orders absolute. but when such orders command you to abandon what little honor remains for wealth and notoriety, you find yourself lost in lonely uncertainty about the only vocation you’ve ever known. that is, until you meet a man with gentle hands, a poet’s heart, and a love for coaxing the world into bloom."
➺ counterfeit culture - by @ggukcangetit
| seokjin x reader | 29k
modern day au loosely based on jane austen’s pride & prejudice, e2l, fluff, smut, comedy
>>summary: “for as long as you can remember, you’ve always known right from wrong, good from bad, and woke from entitled/ignorant. but when you continue to cross paths with Kim Seokjin - the apparent antithesis of everything you believe in - certain walls begin to crumble. and over time, you come to realise that the world isn’t black and white, first impressions can be misleading, and that you are just as guilty as each person you’ve judged so harshly. realisation brings acceptance, and maybe, just maybe, acceptance can bring something more.”
➺ if i told you - by @gukyi
| jungkook x reader | 22k
friends to lovers!au, college!au, fluff, comedy, angst
>> summary: "in order to pay for university, jeon jungkook decides to market his most valuable asset to the wealthy socialites of campus: himself. donning a suit and tie, tousled hair, and glasses (to look smarter), he becomes every rich daughter’s dream: the perfect boyfriend to bring to balls, dinners, and business gatherings. all while you watch from the sidelines, only able to dream of having that much money to buy yourself what you really want: him."
➺ to hold a dragon's heart - by @softlyjiminie
| taehyung x reader | 19.1k
dragon prince!kim taehyung x warrior princess!reader, smut, angst, fluff, forbidden romance, dragon shifter!au, royalty!au, enemies to lovers!au
>> summary: "two kingdoms, two hearts and the world between them. your whole life has been a challenge, never an easy moment on your road to becoming queen but will one decision, one encounter with the man you were destined to hate, change the fate of your worlds, forever?"
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rklve · 7 months
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RAINY DAYS | JEON JUNGKOOK - PART ONE
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summary: your life choices left not only yours, but jungkook's heart broken in peaces. now you're back in town, and just like pluto, even if it's cold and dark, he tends to orbit around his sun forever.
➣ pairing: jk x f!reader
➣ genre/au: exes to lovers; angst; slow burn; fluff; smut (eventually).
➣ 3.4k words
warnings: e2l. oc broke koo's heart :( but she did not mean it. they both overthink too much. jk is such a pet dad (BAM IS HERE YAY). oc is a confused mess. mutual pining. cursing. a lot of angst (sorry!). jungkook is a simp, head over hells crazy about oc. fluff bc why not. tae is bitter asf but he's right on this one. jk is the best boy I WANT HIM!!!!!!!!!!
song inspo: rainy days — V
wish I knew how to find the way right back to you, on rainy days like
part one | part two | drabble one
“I can't take it anymore,” Jungkook says as he stumbles for the seventh time on his feet walking around the living room “I’m losing my mind, Bamie.”
The dog looks at his owner with his head pointed sideways as if he understands what he’s been sorrowing about for the past 10 minutes. The rain pours angrily outside the apartment, Jungkook sighs as he realizes talking to his big ass puppy won’t solve any of his problems.
“She’s like, 5 min away from us, Bam! I should text her, right?”
He looks over his phone again, your instagram story is open and a picture of a window full of raindrops is seen — he knows where you’re at, you’ve both been to that coffee shop over a hundred times for the past years now. Can’t remember the last time he’s been to that place ‘cause he couldn’t stand the thought of being there without you. Now he’s wondering, wondering, wondering. Wonders if you’re back for real this time. If you are alone. If you are thinking about him too. Wonders what would happen if he just replied your story right now.
@jeonjk97: heard it’s the best caramel macchiato in town 👍
No— that’s too lame. Quickly erases the message.
@jeonjk97: want a ride home? it’s pretty bad outside. 
Throws his phone on the sofa as he realizes he doesn’t know if you would accept his offer, doesn’t know if you’re sharing an apartment with Lola again either. Realizes he doesn’t know anything that’s been going on with you for a while now. More than what you let your 897 followers on Insta know too, at least. Blames himself for it, but knows it was for the best. Misses you like a fucker anyway.
“I should just call her.”
He picks up his phone, then also realizes he deleted your number months ago so he wouldn’t call you whenever his drunk ass thought it was the right thing to do. 
“For fucks sake, grow some balls, Jungkook” he whines angrily at the air purifier as if it is the source of his problems. “Okay, Taehyung will know what do.”
He calls his best friend quickly, and prays Taehyung picks up before he grabs his car keys and drives himself to the colorful little cafe at the end of the street. Remembers how much you loved that place and the cookies they served. One caramel macchiato with extra topping and two medium chocolate cookies. You always ordered the same thing. Every damn time. Said it was in you, to never let go of the things you loved. You let go of him anyway.
“Jungkook-ah! Why are you calling? I told you I can't go out—“ 
“She’s back in town.” He cuts Taehyung abruptly and suddenly the other line is mute as well. Probably doesn’t believe it’s happening just as Jungkook didn’t believe himself minutes ago. 
“Man, are you sure? Like, back for real?” he says, and Jungkook swears he can hear the disbelief in his tone from the other side. Yeah, he knows Taehyung is full of his late night calls to talk about you. Knows he is the one that’s been listening to it for months now —besides from his dobermann, of course— he’s the one who gets it, ‘cause he’s the only one who feels bitterly betrayed too. You were one of his best friends and yet, he didn’t knew your plans to move out from Busan as well. 
“Aish, I’m not sure hyung. But she posted a picture a little while ago at the cafe down the street.” he blurted out, “Can’t even think straight now, man. You think she’s back for the holidays?” 
Taehyung wondered for a little while. It was still August, Chuseok was weeks later. He didn’t say it out loud, but it wasn’t like you to drop work for so long, even if it was to visit your hometown. Nevertheless, he didn’t want Jungkook to get his hopes up. He knows how he is. Doesn’t want to see his friend’s heart breaking all over again.
“Mmm. Maybe, don’t know.” he sighed out loud “I thought we agreed to unfollow her after the second month.”
He hears Jungkook’s sad chuckle on the other side of the line, “Yeah, we did.” 
Taehyung knows Jungkook wouldn’t bring himself to do it tho, and now he just confirms it. Being a little bit more resentful than Jungkook gave him the motivation to do so, but it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been missin’ your ugly face. 
“Ok, so I need you to refresh my mind now. Tell me something so I won’t step outside that door right this second and make a fool of myself.” Jungkook continues to talk as if he’s been charged on 220W. And maybe he was. His heart has never beaten so fast for the past twelve months. His hair is all over the place from the countless times he grabbed it since he saw your photo. The tip of his fingers are tingling. Yeah, maybe he’s been electrocuted or something.
“Go.”
“What?” Jungkook says in disbelief. Doesn’t think he hears straight, ‘cause Taehyung would be the last one to say such a thing. 
“I said go, Jungkook.” he sighs for what it seems to be the tenth time on the phone call. “I know you need this. You haven’t been yourself for so long now. You two have to talk properly at some point.”
“Ay, how frustratin really—” he tsks.
“For real, man. Go. Now.” he firmly says “What’s the worst she can do, leave?” Jungkook senses the bitter words coming from Taehyung’s mouth. He knows he’s not mad at you, just hurt. Knows Taehyung would forgive you in a heartbeat if you said how sorry you were for everything that went thru. Wonders if he would forgive you that easily too. But he knows his friend is right. He needs closure. Needs this.
“Yeah. Right.” he bites his lips and looks around. Sees Bam looking at him, as if he’s expecting an action from him too. “I’ll talk to you later, bro. Thanks.”
He turns off the phone and grabs his car keys tightly. Yeah, he’s doing it. Won’t think too much, it’s better this way. He will get in the car, drive for 5 minutes. Enter the coffee shop. Order. Pretend he doesn’t know you’re there. Eventually look over the spot he knows you’re at, the same table over the corner where you two always used to sit together, by the large window. Grab the coffee and go over casually, ask how you’ve been. Offer you a ride home —to your parents, probably, since you moved out from your apartment on the neighborhood for a while now. Say it’s because of the rain, he knows you hate to ask for Ubers on the rain. Didn’t trust just anyone driving on bad weather. Such a smart girl. He misses the shit out of you. 
“Damn, ok. Pack it up, man.” 
He calls Bam to his house and watches as the dog quickly follow his lead, as if he knows Jungkook is too anxious to play around right now. “Dad will be back soon, okay? Behave.”
And so he checks out his hair one last time on the mirror at his bathroom and goes before he changes his mind.
The drive is pretty quick. It’s actually a route he does walking, but it’s still pouring rain so he’s carrying on. On a rainy day. To a coffee shop. To get a coffee he could have made at the comfort of his home with his own little coffee machine. But it’s okay, he will just play pretend for this time.
He stops the car and just realizes he forgot his umbrella. “Are you fucking serious, Jungkook?” 
Great. Brilliant. He feels so fucking dumb right now. 
Thankfully, due to the cold season he was wearing his black sweatshirt and sweatpants so the rain wouldn’t do so much damage. He quickly got off the car and ran inside the cafe. 
Surprisingly, it was full for a rainy night. Perhaps everyone had the usual thought; too lazy to make their own foods, they step out to grab something warm on the best coffee in the neighborhood. 
Jungkook plays the script on his head over and over again as he whipes his hair side to side like a fluffy dog to get rid of the water that soaked it a little bit. 
He looks ahead to the counter and his mind goes blank as he sees you over there now. At the little chair on the middle of the cafe. You seem lonely, messing with your hair a little bit, making a braid with a single tiny lock. It’s an old habit to make time pass, and Jungkook hates he remembers every little detail about you. His heart now has stopped, dropped to his knees. He really misses you. 
“Bee!” the waiter calls, and Jungkook recognizes the nickname. Knows it’s you, ‘cause he’s the one that gave it to you years ago. Used to call you bee just to make fun of you, ‘cause you’re such a sweet tooth. Never met someone that loves sugar more than you do, so he started to call you that since you two became friends.
He watches at the end of the waiting line as you get up, straight your hand and pick up two cookies in a little pink plate. Chocolate chips cookies. Your favorite. His favorite as well.
You start to eat slowly so he averts his eyes. Doesn’t want to be catch staring and look like a fucking weirdo. It’s not like he drove here to see you. Talk to you. Not at all, the coffee here is great. 
Finally the line walks and it’s his turn. “One black coffee, please. No sugar.” He says softly and suddenly feels his neck start to tingle. Knows you just realized he’s here, and you’re staring at him. Pretends he doesn’t tho, so continues to talk to the waitress as she asks who she would call when it’s ready “JK.” he says, then turns around to look for somewhere to sit and wait for the order. Looks over the table that you originally were, the one you posted a photo of. Then realizes now there’s a couple there, laughing together and taking pics of each other. He knows you. Knows you most likely offered the clingy couple the table, cause the house is full, and you wouldn’t take the table just for yourself. Even if it meant you would end up eating by the counter on the little puffed chair, you loved to drool over the pastries anyways.
He slowly looks the other way. Knows you’re on this direction so he has to be careful. You’re looking down. Seem sad all of the sudden and he just wants to hug you. For fucks sake. This is harder than he thought. 
He sighs again as he realizes the only spots available are the 2 chairs on your right. He chooses the one that’s a little bit far just to be safe.
As he walks down, his chest tightens a little bit more. Now he doesn’t know what he’s doing here. It was a bad idea. Doesn’t even remember what the plan was at the first place. 
He can smell your perfume as he walks past you and it’s like someone punches his stomach. Your sweet smell fills his nostrils and he just wants to be closer. Shove his nose on your hair like he used to. Then go down your neck and feel your skin respond with little goosebumps as he moves along it softly. Damn it. Jungkook wants to curse the life out of you but he can’t even bring himself to be mad right now. Only knows he misses you. Your touch. Your kiss. You.
Finally he sits and pretends as if he didn’t notice you there, continually looking over his phone as if it’s the most interesting thing in the world trying to figure out what to do next.
“JK!” The waitress calls him and he’s put out of his own world, looking up right away. You seem to be startled too as you look directly at him. You two look at each other for what seems to be minutes in a trance. You give him a tiny smile. He gives one back.
“JK!” he hears the call again and pulls himself out of the trance, going to grab the coffee from the waitress who’s on your left side. He pays for it and looks at you again. You’re still looking at him. Kinda unsure on how to act, he figures. It’s okay, cause he doesn’t know how to either. 
As he sits, now on the chair closer to your right, he looks straight ahead and takes a gulp of the coffee. “Fuck!” he curses and pulls the coffee cup away as he burns his tongue with the damn thing.
You laugh thru your nose and his ears rapidly catch the sweet sound he used to hear all the time. Looks sideways to you, “Funny, huh?” he feels the air a little bit less heavy now, and he’s relieved.
“You just never change, Koo.” you say, still with that damn smile on your face he adores so much. He can’t take his eyes off of you. Realizes he never got over you, not even for a second. Probably never will.
“Don’t call me that.” those damned butterflies on his guts as he digests what you’ve said. You know it’s his favorite nickname. Knows only you call him by it. Knows he melts alway with this shit everytime.
You’re staring at him like that. So pretty. Soft brown sparkly eyes he missed so much. Now they seem to start hardening. “I’m sorry.” You say with a broken voice, and he feels the air shift all over again in a matter of seconds. Doesn’t know if you’re apologizing for the sweet nickname. For leaving him. For not calling. For not coming back. For everything. 
“How’s everything?” He tries to ease the air back again. “It’s been a minute.”
He sees the corner of your lips tremble a little bit and you gulp. His chest pangs. Wonders if he did the right thing by pretending you never existed for the past months now. Just wants to make up for all the time both of you lost.
“Yup, it has.” You reply after a while. “I’m doing okay. What about you?” 
You look up at him like everything is okay. If he didn’t know you, he would believe you were. But he knows better. You can’t hide anything from him, really. At least that’s what he thought. Knows he could be wrong, just like he was a year ago too.
“Cool. I’m cool.” he licks his dry lips and starts to think about his next move. Mind starts to blow up, a trillion thoughts at the same time and he’s back at it again. Can’t put his neurons to work properly. You’re actually right here in front of him, how is he supposed to?
Seems like you’re struggling yourself too. He doesn’t know if you’re trying to come up with an excuse to leave right now, or trying to find a subject in common as well.
 You stare at your now half eaten cookie like it’s the most valuable thing in the world. The other one is already on the bag to go. You probably were planning on taking home to eat when the late night sweet crave hits you, like he remembers. Will put it on the microwave so it gets warm again and take a cup of milk with you, like you used to. Turn on netflix and watch one of those lame cooking programs, ‘cause you loved to waste your time watching people losing their heads to make giant chocolate sculptures. He secretly loved watching it with you. It’s the reason he watched every episode back and forth while you were away too.  
“Is Bamie okay?” you murmur, now staring at your coffee cup with a little smile, thinking about the little puppy. Remembers how energetic and loving he was. Just like Jungkook. “You haven’t posted him in a while now.”
His tongue feels bittersweet again. He’s somehow happy knowing that you’ve been catching up with his life throught social media, even tho he disappears once in a while. At the same time, he’s sad. You could have been there for Bam. Should have, since you are the one who came up with the idea in the first place. Said he needed a little friend to match up with his chaotic energy. He ended up convinced and adopted the little guy. You always tended to get the best of him. Promised you’d help him to take good care of the baby, but only spent three months with Bam. Still, it’s like the puppy knows something is missing. Every night he looks over the door at any noise, like he’s expecting you to come throught it. Just like Jungkook used to do for the first months back then. 
“He’s great, actually. Bigger than I expected him to be. Eats like a fucking bear.” he giggles a little remembering his big boy. “He’s loud too. Don’t know how the neighbors still haven’t ganged up against me to kick us out of the apartment.”
You giggle alongside him imagining the chaos those two must have been doing together. “I figured. You always have spoiled him too much. Told ya he would get bad habits.”
“Hey! You spoiled him too!” he throws it right back. Remembers how you used to let Bam sleep with the two of you on bed. It took him months to break that habit from the puppy’s routine.
You look up at him and smiles. Bright now. You know he’s right. You’ve treated that puppy like it was your own son. Kinda misses the three of you together like a big happy family.
Suddenly a loud thunder is heard and both of you look out the foggy window at the same time. The sky is even darker now, angrily pouring rain like it’s the end of the earth. The coffee shop is emptier. Everyone outside your bubble must’ve realized that it was no longer safe to be out in the streets. But here you two are. Letting time pass by, enjoying each others presence even if it’s kinda weird. Kinda sad after all these months apart.
Jungkook knows it’s time to act. Step up and do what he was planning since he left home. Can’t bring himself to. Is too scared you will say no. Too scared you will let him down again. 
“I think I should get going.” you say softly wrapping up what is left of the cookie and putting it on your bag over the counter. “The weather is getting worst.”
“Want a ride home?” Jungkook quickly says before he looses the sudden courage. Sees you're taken aback so he continues, “I know you won’t be able to catch an uber or taxi right now.”
You still wonder a little bit. Jungkook’s anxiety is bubbling up again as he waits your answer. Why can’t you accept a simple offer? You can’t stand the thought of being around him? Do you hate him? Perhaps you don’t want him in your life ever again. You want to stay like this. Just be somebody that he used to know.
And that’s what scares him the most.
“I brought an umbrella” you finally say. Jungkook frowns. Knows you have no umbrella with you, he would’ve seen it by now.
He puffs. Knows it’s bullshit, but won’t call it. “Right. Suit yourself.” Then he gets up, forgets his full coffee by the counter, now cold. He feels fucking cold too. Already regrets coming to this stupid cafe, in this stupid weather, for no stupid reason. He takes his sweatshirt off and puts it over his head so the rain won’t get to him this time. Opens the door.
“Jungkook! Wait!” you suddenly say. “I actually didn’t.” you say pouty, coming up to him.
He doesn’t say anything. Just takes his sweatshirt, puts it over your head instead. He was wearing his taegeuk warriors jersey underneath it, will definitely get soacked but can’t bring himself to care at all. Just cares about you. Holds the glass door for you just like old times. You look up at him with your big doll eyes and he can’t do anything but look back. It’s like you want to talk through them. He wonders what’s going through your pretty little head right now. Probably overthinking too much, just like he does. 
“C’mon," he softly says "Let’s get you home.”
yayyy there it goes! my first ff ever i'm so happy <3 this was supposed to be an oneshot but i got carried away and wrote more than i expected so i had to cut it off hehe
also, please be aware that english is not my native language so i’m sorry if there’s any typos 🥹
i'll upload part 2 soon! if you want to be tagged pls comment under the post :) thanks for reading xx
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kingofbodyrolls · 3 months
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Taehyung fic recs 2023
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In honor of Taehyung’s birthday, I want to share my ultimate favorite Taehyung fanfictions, that I’ve read this year 💜I haven’t read that much of Taehyung, just recently gotten into it, so the list might be short, so I’ll leave some of the fics I’m really excited to read from my ‘to read’ list 💎 I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹
❗Most of these fics are smutty as hell or contains dark themes, so minors dni.❗ 
If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the original fic’s post 💜And if you want more fic recs you can follow me to stay updated 🙂
BTS fic rec index → May | Jun | Jul | Aug | Sep (jjk)(knj) | Oct (pjm) | Nov (*) | Dec (ksj)(💜) |
Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻. 
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⭐One of the Boys by @littlemisskookie // kth x f.reader // childhoodfriends!au, slice of life, bestfriends!au, neighbors!au, high school!au // 🌩️🥵🥰
📝 All your life you wanted only one thing- for Kim Taehyung to like you. You did everything you could to make this happen, from picking up his hobbies and rejecting anything feminine. But who do you start to become when you stop trying to impress him?
🗨️ Woaw! This was so incredibly good, it’s almost hard to describe, but I’ll try: it does a brilliant job at setting the story up, following oc and Taehyung since childhood, and how their friendship develops over time (and their feelings). It’s really cute and funny and with great smut at the end. Overall a brilliantly good read 💯
⭐Baby, Oh Baby by @jungkookiebus // kth x f.reader // established relationship, noneidol!au // 🥵🥰
📝 Taehyung and you have been trying for months to get pregnant; you’ve tried crazy diets, stuck to your calendar, got him to diet, but it’s all been for nothing. No matter how healthy your doctor says you are, you can’t conceive. Taehyung tries everything within his power to show you that everything is going to be okay and for one night he makes you forget all about the calendars, schedules, and all the crazy things that came with you trying to have a baby. 
🗨️ This was just really cute and loving 🥹The smut was also just ❤️‍🔥💯
⭐Baby Maker by @kookslastbutton // kth x f.reader // marriage!au // 🥵🥰
📝 You're pissed at your husband for being late to your weekly baby-making sessions.
🗨️ Aish, the smut in this 🔥Also all the dirty talk really had me going 🥵
⭐Under wraps by @jungkxook // kth x f.reader // e2l, fake dating // 🥵🥰
📝 There’s nothing you and taehyung seem to hate more than each other - except for christmas. having recently been dumped by your (now ex) boyfriend only seems to make this holiday even worse. but when taehyung suggests that you should pretend to be dating each other to save you both the embarrassment, pity, and bothersome questions from family and friends alike for a fun carefree month of celebrations, you can’t possibly say no.
🗨️ I just love me some good enemies to lovers AU 🥵 the relationship between OC and tae is really good, I think the tension between them was well built 👏🏾 I loved how their relationship unfolded and grew through their fake dating 🥹 the way OC realized she had feelings for him, but he had showed her before in his subtle moves, how much more he relaxed in her presence. I loved the interaction between oc and tae’s parents too, the way that they could obviously tell that OC was head over heels 😂 ah just, It was really really good! It was funny, it was comforting, and such a lovely read around Christmas! And the smut was sweet and tender (also hot!) 😍 a really great fic that I’ll add to my Christmas re-reads for years to come ✨ I loved it! Please go read it if you haven’t already 🥹
⭐Farmer boy, I Love You by @strawberrynamjoon // kth x f.reader // farming!au, lowkey e2l // 🥵😂
📝 Needing change in your life you decided it would be a brilliant idea to move to your uncle’s small farm, helping him and your cousin Jimin with the daily work. What you didn’t plan was to fall in love with your beautiful yet very annoying neighbour Taehyung, who seemed to make it his personal mission to tease you every chance he got. And what you expected even less was that he seemed to like you too.
🗨️ This was just utterly sweet, so fluffy 🥺 I really liked this: the way that reader and Taehyung’s friendship deepens, their friends and their banter 🥺 everything was so good, soft, sad sometimes, and just really great and funny too 🤭
⭐The Wannabe-Photographer Chronicles [series] by @gimmethatagustd // kth x f.reader // frenemies to lovers // 🥵
📝 You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s hipster, wannabe-photographer ass. You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s stupid smile and stupid jokes and stupid way of getting under your skin and sticking in your brain.
🗨️ At first I did not realize that this was a series, therefore I’ve linked to the masterlist, lol. Anyway, this series is just so fucking hot, like WHAT 🥵 There’s a lot of banter and their mutual ‘hatred’ for each other just makes this hit incredible hard. Really amazing ✨
⭐Loverboy by @kookslastbutton // kth x f.reader // established relationship // 🥵🥰🌩️
📝 After a startling conversation with your coworkers, you start feeling insecure about your sexual prowess. You don't initiate as much, you haven't worn lingerie yet, and you're still timid about doing much seducing with your body–are you giving your boyfriend boring sex? Taehyung reassures you that you are perfect and have nothing to worry about.
🗨️ These coworkers gotta go, okay?! 😠🤣 Planting seeds of doubt in OC’s head, no, no. Tae to the rescue!! He is so sweet in this too, yes a real ‘loverboy’ 😍 Gosh and then best friend Jimin - that was just pure gold, their relationship and how he helps OC 🥹 That is friendship goals!! A sweet, loving and comforting Taehyung fic - I loved it ✨
⭐Hush, yeah? [series; ongoing/hiatus] by @kithtaehyung // kth x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au, music festival!au // 🥵
📝 Who knew an innocent accident could turn things so dirty..
🗨️ Pure gold ✨ — I don’t really have much to say, except GO READ IT.
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For all of the other lovely fics that I haven’t gotten around to read, but I’m very excited about, I’ve compiled my ‘to read’ list 🙂
‘To read’ list ⬇️
Maybe I do [series; completed] by @chateautae
Gold Rush by @ditttiii
Fanservice by @bangtanintotheroom
Trip by @daechwitatamic
The Art of Obsession by @kooktrash
Dick on the Go by @jeonggukingdom
Love me or we both go down by @gukyi
Gank Mid Lane by @kth1
Good for Me by @icedmatchatae
Something about him by @kooktrash
Love, secret Santa by @jamaisjoons
All I Want for Christmas is You by @ladyartemesia
Buzzed [series; completed] by @junqkook
I’m so sorry that I didn’t get to read more! 😭 Life happened, and yeah. But all of these wonderful fics on my list sound so incredibly good and I really look forward to reading them and give them a lovely review 💜
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAEHYUNG!!! 💜 🥳 🎂
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kookslastbutton · 1 year
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prove it to me ༓ jjk (m)
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✑ Summary: "I'm not your baby Jungkook. Remember that." Those are the words you say right before jumping into a one night stand with Jeon Jungkook, the man who's constantly annoying you with his college fling stories. You decide maybe just this once you'll play into his game and prove that he's no more average than the rest.
Pairing: fuckboy!jungkook x fem!reader
AU/genre: PWP, smut, humor, fluff, one-sided e2l, friend of friends, oneshot (for now?)
Rating: M, 18+
Word Count: 5.3k+
Warnings: arguing, swearing, sexual tension, denial of feelin’s, kook’s kind of an @$$ but he got some truth to him, oc's jaded & not buying into kook's bs, myg being a good friend then ditching lmao, kook likes calling oc petnames, kook is bunny boy
sexually explicit content: dom!jk, switch sub!reader, semi-awkward first kiss, unprotected s*x (pls stay safe everyone!!), teasing, foreplay, dirty talk, some manhandling, rough sex, t*itty suck, f*ngering, penetration, cunnilingus, doggy, multiple orgasms (f. receiving), kooks calls her pretty girl, some degradation/dumbification (sl*t calling) & oc has bit of an actual dumby moment but she's still fairly rigid, but not a full brat? Lmao idk
Now playing: Monster in me, Breakfast, LOUD
A/N: ahdjsj?c it's here! 👉👈 a thousand apologies that this is out way later than planned! Uni getting most of my time 😟 But its here and I'm so pumped to share it with you guys!! Hope you enjoy 😗💕
Taglist:
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Jung freaking kook. Just look at him sitting over there, half-naked and wet. Sure, he’s got a towel thrown over a shoulder but it’s so small it’s doing fuck all to dry him off. Obviously he chose it on purpose. He thinks he’s such hot shit but you think he looks like a drowned rat.
And look! He’s got Namjoon’s apartment floor drenched with the pool water he tracked in! Man, if this was your place you’d be handing him a nice mop and bucket right about now.
"They were begging me to go a fourth round, but I was winding down, y'know?" Jungkook's voice echos obnoxiously off the walls. You mentally roll your eyes. He’s got a big mouth too. This must be your twentieth time hearing the same spiel about his little rendezvous with two chicks during undergrad. News flash Jungkook, you're not a god!
The guys are into it, though. You scan the room. Hoseok's on the verge of drooling, and Jimin can't stop grinning. Namjoon and Seokjin are leaning back in their seats, slight smirks pulling at the corners of their mouths. And Taehyung? Don't even get started on him. The man excused himself for the bathroom about ten minutes ago and is still yet to return.
Men. You decided to spend your one free Saturday with men.
You should have accepted Soyeon's offer to go drinking instead. This was the downside of being one of the only females in this so-called "friend group". None of your girlfriends were here! Sure, other women were around, but they were far too busy slinging themselves all over that perfectly chiseled bod–no.
Don't finish that thought.
Lots of guys go to the gym, __. Jungkook is nothing special. These women are obviously brainwashed; unlike them, you don't have time for his little boy games. It's time to get out of here.
"Okay, well, I'm heading out. Nice seeing everyone," you say, rising from your seat.
Jimin whips his head around. "What, already? We haven't gotten to the good part yet."
“There’s a good part?" You scoff. “Or, you mean Jungkook making girl number two squirt all over the bed? Heard it before, don't need to hear it again."
"It was girl number one," Jungkook butts in, eager to correct.
Whatever. You swing the apartment door open, phone and keys in hand. "See most of you on work Monday." You allow the door to slam behind you.
"She okay?" Jungkook furrows his eyebrows, wheels turn in his head.
"Don't worry about her. Work's probably got her beat." Namjoon cracks open a can of beer unfazed.
Jungkook nods, chewing on the bottom of his lip. "Does she–"
"The answer's no. __ doesn't need a good fuck, so put those thoughts away."
Shit, Jungkook swears internally.
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Monday morning comes like hell on your doorstep. You're groggy when you wake up, barely getting to the shower. You considered skipping the ritual entirely but couldn't, not with how gross you felt. Project deadlines were right on your tail too, so you needed to either slap yourself awake or kiss your precious job promotion goodbye. You choose the later.
"Hey Minji, how are those files coming along?" You round the corner of the small office. It's 10 o'clock now, and everyone is typing, scanning, copying, and making phone calls until steam comes out of their ears.
"Almost finished." Your coworker, only a few years younger, responds. "Just have to tie up some loose ends, and then I'll hand them to you for review."
"Great. Thanks for–" You pause when you catch a slight grin spreading across Minji's face. Despite all the chaos today, Minji's definitely been the most cheerful. "You seem really happy today. Something good happened recently?"
Minji suppresses the grin and squeezes her palms in her lap. “Nothing in particular. Just glad to be a part of the team."
"Yeah, right!" Hoseok sends a knowing smirk, nearing the two of you. "Someone had a busy night last night, huh? It's okay. __ is cool. You can tell her anything." Once close enough, your coworker pulls you into a casual side hug.
You grimace. It feels weird while at the office.
"Do you mind?" You shrug him off. "It's work hours."
"Well, actually," Minji starts, cheeks rising. "It's nothing like that. I'm going on a date tonight. I'm just a little excited."
Hoseok's mouth forms an 'o', eyes widening. "Really? Who is it?"
"Uh, his name's Jeon–"
"Jungkook?” Jimin’s head pokes up from across the cubicle. Eavesdropping as usual.
"No…," Minji replies. "Who's Jungkook?"
"He's just a close friend of ours." Hoseok gestures between the three of you. “He’s Jeon Jungkook.”
"He's only you guy's friend," you say bitterly. Considering that player as a friend is pushing it for you. Really pushing it.
"C'mon, what's with you and Jungkook?" Jimin says, shooting you a borderline glare. "You've had bad blood with the guy since you met him.”
"Oh, don't start with me Park,” you fold your arms. "You know exactly why I feel the way I do."
You think he'll have a comeback, but he doesn't. Jimin simply sighs and returns to his work. Figures he'd be the one to jump to Jungkook's defense. The man practically idolizes him. That, and he's been best friends with him for the past eight years. Loyalty sure has its perks.
"So! If it's not Jungkook, who's the guy?" Hoseok asks, hoping to switch the topic around.
Minji jolts up in her seat. “Wonwoo," she says. “His name’s Wonwoo. We ran into each other at a friend's birthday party last night."
"Well, good luck with him tonight," you reply, returning to your office. "I'm sure it'll go well." Enough small talk. You have a whole seven hours plus of work left.
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6:45 p.m.
The clock on your screen blinks at you. Everyone's gone home by now, and so should you. But you're still here, fingers frantically typing on the keyboard.
“__, go home already." Your finance officer, Min Yoongi, stands in the doorway, resting an arm against the frame. He's got his soft, leather briefcase in the other hand; yes, the one you got him for his birthday a couple months ago.
Yoongi was the only person in your department who often stayed as late as you. He looked like he was on his way out, though. Must have gotten what he wanted done. "I'll get there eventually," you say. "Just finishing some reports for our meeting tomorrow."
"What reports? They're all done."
"Well…my reports."
"You mean, the ones that we don't actually need?" He quirks a brow.
"They're extra just in case. There might be something off, and this might help." Yeah maybe you were making shit up to keep yourself busy, so sue you. What else were you going to preoccupy your time with? You already polished off the last pint of cookies and cream ice cream.
"You're cute." Pushing off the doorframe, Yoongi nears your desk. "You know boss doesn't look at them."
"You never kno–"
"Hey." The authority in your co-worker's voice makes you straighten your posture. "Let's cut the bullshit." In a moment of urgency, he leans his body between you and your computer.
"Excuse you?" You shove his shoulder with both hands, but he stands firm until your computer goes pitch black.
"Here's what we're gonna do." You're gently pulled up and out of your seat by the wrist. "I'm gonna get a drink, and you're coming with me."
The man gathers your coat and bag, slinging them over a shoulder. You feel your legs being lifted off the ground soon after. "I can walk, you know." You reflexively kick your feet in protest. It's been a while since he's picked you up like this.
Yoongi switches off the light and makes his way to the elevator at the end of hall. "Not right now, you can't." He pushes the button, calling it up.
"Ah look at you," you purr, locking your arms around his neck. "Someone's been watching k-dramas after hours. Trying to confess or something?"
He enters the elevator for both of you, amused by your playful remark. "I consider you my friend, __. But if I were trying to confess, I'd just come out with it. Subliminal messaging isn't really my thing.”
Understanding his notion, you close your mouth. What were you supposed to say to that?
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You aimlessly watch as the woman pours freshly shaken alcohol into a short, round glass. She finishes the concoction by sticking an orange wedge along the rim. A cocktail, a classic but timeless favorite. Yoongi takes a sip of his whiskey and tilts his head towards you. "Whenever you're ready to spill your guts, let me know." 
"Hmm? I don't have anything going on." You down a shot yourself. "Nothing to spill here." 
He gives his glass a gentle swirl, liquid splashes against the sides. 
"Why are you looking at me like that? Nothing's wrong," you say. 
He sets his glass on the bartop, straight-faced. 
"Honestly, I don't know what you're getting at. We just came for a drink." 
"It's him, isn't it? Bunny boy with the six pack."
Your nose scrunches knowing exactly who he's referring to. With little thought you give a short 'no'. 
Yoongi stares at you nonchalantly. "Nice try, but I'm not an idiot, __. I don't know the guy that well, but I know enough that he's been on your mind a lot. You've been real prickly towards him too. Something tells me he's the reason you've been burying yourself in work lately.” 
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm just committed to my work. You know me, Ms. married to her job and all." You feign a chuckle. "I assure you, Ju–he's the furthest thing from my mind." 
“Mhm...right." He hums unconvinced. "Tell me ms. married to her job, why won't you say his name?"
"Because-" You cut shortly. "I'd rather not think of him right now. Can't we talk about something else or drink in peace?" 
He reaches for another taste of his burning liquor. "Alright."
Minutes pass before either of you speaks. You and Yoongi do this often, and you cherish it quite a bit. Sitting in silence after a long day at work soothes both your minds. But the man was right. Your mind isn't settled at all. No. It's buzzing with constant deadlines, family expectations, social commitments–  
"Okay it's him!" you blurt out, earning the attention of a few passing diners and even the bartender herself. Shoulders slouch as you grip the glass in front of you. Your eyes shift to your right, side-eyeing Yoongi, silently staring back at you.
"Jungkook...he’s just frustrating,” you finally say. “Fucking this girl, fucking that girl. Do you think I wanna know how many places he's stuck it in? No, I don't. But does that stop him?“
 You down your second shot. 
"He's been going on about the same lay for three years now. Three years, Yoongi. Honestly, how long's he going to keep it up? ‘They were begging to go again’, like who fucking cares?!” Blood boils through your veins.
A third shot. 
"I mean, how good can he be? If you asked me, he's average! Average Jeon Jungkook with probably an even more average dick!” 
“Damn, you’re pretty feisty angel.” A man slides on the stool to your left. “Calling me average and everything. Kinda hurts my feelings y’know?” 
You nearly choke picking up the man’s voice and scent– fuckin' Jungkook.
You swivel to face him. “Drop the pet names Jeon. I'm not your angel, and I seriously doubt I’m wounding any so called ‘feelings’,” you spit. “Why don’t you take your ego somewhere else…” You nod at the group of women gawking in the corner. Jungkook follows your gaze before meeting your eyes again.
"Not interested," he shrugs his shoulders.
“Oh wow, really?” Maybe sarcasm wasn’t the best way to go but since when did Jungkook start passing up overly eager women…shocker.
"Don't be insulting, __. I probably sleep around a lot more in your head than in real life."
"Please, who are you fooling," you reach for your fourth shot. Jungkook steals it out of your hand, however, shaking his head. 
"No, no, no." He sets the glass on his other side, furthest from your grasp. "Someone might be getting a little ahead of herself." 
Teeth clench. Is he patronising you?
"Do you mind?" The words spit out of your mouth. "I'm trying to sit and have a nice drink with my friend."
"And what friend would that be?" Jungkook leans forward in his seat, sparing a glance past your figure. 
"Yoongi."
"Oh, him…hate to break it to you but he left with some woman earlier.” 
You turn around immediately. He's gotta be messing around but damn– Yoongi really left you. That little snake. He'll be hearing from you tomorrow.
Rising from the barstool, you snatch your belongings and make your way to the exit.
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"Where are you going, __?” Heavy feet patter after you, following you to the parking lot. "Just 'cause Yoongi's gone doesn't mean you have to leave." 
"I'm going home, Jungkook. 6am comes awfully quick." You want him to take the hint that you don't wanna stay but no such luck. You're instead blocked in your path, Jungkook facing you square on. He's a little close, but it doesn't matter. You'll just push around him.
"Alright, I'm sorry!" He wets his bottom lip. "If I've been too explicit about my private life, I'm sorry.” You watch as he rubs the side of his neck. “I tend-I tend to get carried away, especially around the guys. But after hearing what you said back there, I realize I should chill a little."
"Congratulations, you've figured it out.” You stare blankly at the man. “Can I leave now?" Brushing past him, you open your car door and jump inside. Dumb apology.
Fingers reach to shut the door, but Jungkook grips the rim, propping it open. "That can't be all." He leans down, shaking his head. "You clearly have some kind of vendetta against me and I'd like you to tell me why…please." 
You blink up, patience running thin. You’re wondering what you should say to get him off your tail, but the longer you linger the more it’ll look like you’re staring. And heaven knows Jungkook gets enough eyes on him as is, especially with his biceps bulging from his shirt.
Not that you’re paying attention or anything but take tonight for instance with those women ogling him in the bar. Like, did he have to wear a white tank top tonight? Show off.
“You’re so arrogant,” you say, clenching your fists. "You act like you're the best thing this world's ever gotten."
It’s obvious that your words strike a cord inside Jungkook. His face, riddled with concern and protest. 'Him, arrogant? What on earth is this woman talking about?' his eyes say.
"That's not true. When have I ever acted like that?"
Baffled. That’s what you are. It takes every ounce of gull left in your body to step out and meet the man at eye level.
"You're kidding. What do you call the constant retelling of your college fling then? Because you sure love the pedestal it gives you! Must have heard it fifty fricken times by now."
"Okay, maybe a bit then, but like I said I just get carried away. Lost in the moment if you will. The guys wanna hear it anyway, and it's just one story, __. Hardly enough basis to say I love myself or some shit."
"But that's exactly it, Jeon. You think everyone will worship at your feet just because you have that one story, a bunny like smile, and the body of a–"
"Woah, wait a second. Did you say worship at my feet? I get you're pissed off at me but come on, that's a bit much."
"It's n---shut up Jungkook!" You snarl. How dare he interrupt you after demanding you to tell him what's wrong. "Don't you ever get tired of running your mouth all the time?!"
"Me running my mouth? You're the one yelling sweetheart." His icy tone sets you off.
"Listen asshole, just for once, can't you just listen! You're so average, fuck!"
"Alright babe, I hear you, damn!" His eyebrows knit together. "And stop saying that I'm average! I'm not, okay?"
"There you go again, acting all entitled with that over inflated ego. I said it before and I'll never stop saying it–you're an average fuck! I don't care how many people you get in your bed."
Jungkook paces backwards, fingers laced behind his head. He cranks his neck back and chuckles. "Oh sweetheart, that's where you're so, so wrong."
"No idea what you're talking about," you say, unmoved.
He steps forward, complete disregard for your personal space. His breath heats your skin. "You absolutely care who I'm with...who I'm talking to...and especially who I'm fucking." He places a hand on the roof of your car. "You care so much that it's eating at you, bit by bit."
You do all you can to ignore the way the back of your neck fires up and how your heart picks up as he speaks but–dammit, this isn't the time! He's messing with your sanity. Or maybe, it's the shots kicking in. Both likely. Either way, you’ll be damned if you let him catch on.
"Fuck off Jungkook!" You push against his muscular chest. The force should have sent him stumbling back, but it only makes him slightly jolt. Courtesy of his rock-solid form.
"Why? 'Cause I'm right?" He traces down your figure. “ 'Cause you're scared of what will happen once we get close?”
Palms sweating, you struggle to form a proper response.
Option A: No, you're not scared in which Jungkook will likely challenge you.
Option B: Yes you're scared in which you let Jungkook be right and your efforts will be in vain.
Or Option C, what you've been doing all along: Fuck off!
Lust clouds over Jungkook's eyes as you remain motionless.
"How 'bout you prove it to me." His voice cuts through your contemplation. "That I'm wrong, that you don't want this, and I'll do the same for you."
You know exactly what he's insinuating– a one night stand. You swore you'd never give in to his antics. Then again, you never thought things would escalate this far either.
But if you agree to sleep with him now, you'll look like a hypocrite. And what of the countless speeches you made about not wanting to be another one of his swooning, giddy women? Still… it's not like you want to sleep with him. And if you do sleep with him, and he's average after all, you'll finally have something to testify to.
That'll knock him down a few pegs. 
"So…" You hear Jungkook drawl. "Is that smug expression you got on a yes?" 
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"Hurry up and unlock the door,” you snap, manners going awry. “I wanna get this done as soon as possible.”
"Relax will you.” Jungkook fiddles with his keys, nearly dropping them with every shuffle. “So bratty when you’re down to get some.” He ushers you forward once managing to crank the door open.
You ignore his snide remark, taking in the spacious room. “Don't tell me that's your bed,” you say. There, in the middle of the living room was a mattress. It was on the smaller side but not in bad shape. If that’s where Jungkook intends to give it to you though, you’ll gladly walk out.
“Seriously?” You're thrown a slightly pissed expression. “It’s for emergencies, okay? My room's down here." He breezes down the hall adjacent to the living room. You follow.
“Better?” A lamp switches on from the corner of the bedroom. The room’s a little bare but you can’t complain, at least it was clean.
"Yeah, its fine." You flicker your eyes at Jungkook, arms length away. Chest tightens, legs begin to shake.
This isn't a dream. You're fully conscious and you're about to jump in bed with Jeon Jungkook.
Inadvertently, you pause down at his lips–they look soft.
Oh fuck it...you can’t stomach anymore delays.
Feeling the adrenaline, you shake your coat off and toss it on the chair to the side. You march up to Jungkook next, grip the fabric of his shirt, and smash your lips against his.
It's unusual at first, sloppy even. You're moving your lips the best you can but it's a struggle getting into a rhythm. Likely because you've never kissed each other before, let alone made out.
The temptation to snort at how ridiculous the whole thing must look jabs at you. But it's when you feel Jungkook smiling through each kiss that it hits you like a ton of bricks–your lips have been the only ones moving.
"So that's how you kiss huh?" Breaking apart, he stares down at you, tongue in cheek. He's teasing you.
Rather than give an answer you smirk and twist the fabric of his shirt. You press your lips to his again but this time it's with more confidence and determination. A heavy grunt falls from his mouth and rough hands grip your hips as teeth clash against teeth.
"Fuck, slow down baby," Jungkook pants between kisses.
You ignore his plead and card through his hair with both hands, yanking on his soft, black strands. "I'm not your baby, Jungkook. Remember that."
Your back slams against the door instantly, knob rattling at the sudden pressure. With one hand, he anchors your wrists above your head while the tatted one wraps tightly around your waist. Saying this isn't turning you on would be a lie, a big fat lie.
"What do you want me to call you then?" Your thighs squeeze together when you feel his bulge brush against your center. His pecs graze atop your breasts too, causing a shiver down your spine. "Can't call you baby, can't call you angel."
You bite the inside of your cheek and gaze at Jungkook through your lashes. A devilish smirk spreads across his face at your chosen silence.
"Guess I'll have to figure it out along the way."
He inches forward, capturing your lips. His tongue licks the seam before pushing in the crevasse. Though you fight, you can't stop from moaning into his mouth.
You find your thoughts drifting to all the other places you'll feel his tongue tonight. Maybe on your neck, or your breasts, inside your thighs–fuck. You're about to soak your panties to bunny boy.
One by one, you feel the buttons of your silk blouse being pulled apart. The delicate material pools at to your feet in seconds, leaving you in your lacy white bra.
"Pretty," Jungkook plays with a strap before bringing his hands down to cup the swell of your breasts. "Not what I expected though...thought red was more your color." He flashes a cocky smirk.
"Very funny, Jung–"
You gasp when his thumbs start swirling tiny circles around your clothed nipples. "How hard are they?" He says.
"Take it off and find out."
"Fuck.” He squeezes your breasts. "You sure?"
Once giving a nod, you're pulled to the bed. Jungkook guides you on your back before settling himself around your waist in a straddled position. When he leans forward to reach behind your back, you feel his length poke you.
"Mm," you muffle a small moan.
He raises a brow. "What's gonna happen when I'm inside you huh?" The straps of your bra sweep off your shoulders. Cool air hits your breasts, nipples pebbling instantly.
"I can take it," you say.
Jungkook's eyes dilate at your bare breasted state. "Sure you can babe." The tips of his fingers graze along your sides. "Cause I'm just an average fuck yeah?"
His palms cup the underside of your boobs, squeezing lightly. He then lowers his lips to the ridge of your ear.
"Gonna make you come by your tits pretty girl." Your back arches as he digs his fingers into the soft flesh.
"Jungkook-"
"Fuck," he hisses. "Rolls off your tongue just right." He trails from your neck down to your naval, leaving open mouth kisses along the way.
Your core twists at the warm sensation. You wanna tell him not to leave marks but something inside you secretly hopes he does.
Jungkook traces back up your torso, giving your buds a few flicks with his thumbs before taking one between his lips. He sucks firmly, switching between breasts. Occasionally you let out a yelp when his teeth tug at them ever so slightly.
You desperately want to rub your thighs together due to the wetness pooling between them but the weight of Jungkook straddling you doesn't allow for much movement.
“Be a good girl and stay still," he says, cocky grin plastered on his face.
You're not a good girl, you pant back though your nearly frozen body would say otherwise.
A few more flicks of his tongue and you know he's made you come from your tits as promised.
Jungkook leans back on the his knees. "I really wanna fuck them now." He tugs on a nipple playfully but you slap his hand away.
"Don't even think about it," you say. "They're sore enough".
"You liked it though."
"Well no shit, I came didn't I? Can't believe it," you mumble under your breath. "Anyway, it's your turn now. Take your shirt off," you nearly demand."
"Even after coming, you're still a fiesty little kitten." He brings his arms around his waist. Your core tightens as you watch the white tank top lift up his muscular upper body and over his head.
"Satisfied?" He studies your expressions.
Instinctively, you trace down his sweaty build; starting with the collarbone. You work your way over to his shoulders after until his pecs draw your attention. And then his diaphragm, leading to the ‘v’ outlining his pelvis.
"Take them off too."
Jungkook gives you a pleased look. "Wanna see how average my cock is?"
You move to an upright position, face close to his. "More like wanna see what it can do." You snap the band of his sweats. "Hmm, what'd you think about that playboy?"
Jungkook's cock twitches. He needs to be inside you before he blows a load in his pants here and now. He gets up from the bed, hooks his thumbs in his sweats and pulls them down along with his briefs.
Alarms go off in your head as his half-harden cock is yanked out of it's confinement. It slaps against his abdomen, tip glowing with precum.
Swallowing, you fiddle with your own pants. It's huge and it's going inside you.
"What if I told you I wanna taste you first?"
You pause your movements and peer up at the man. "You mean...down there?"
You wanna slap yourself from how naive you sound but the thought of Jungkook's head between your legs was an affair you'd never predict to happen.
"Yeah pretty girl," Jungkook quips. "There."
"Uhm," you breath, stomach doing somersaults. "Okay."
He settles between your legs this time, panties kicked off in some odd corner of the room. He gives your inner thigh a kiss before running a finger up your slit.
A lusty moan leaves your lips.
He pushes in a moment later, making you gasp for air. Another finger pushes along side it and after a few pumps he's perfectly stimulating your g-spot.
"Jung-Jungkook fuck!" You grip the sheets from under you.
He brings his thumb over your clit, toying with the bundle of nerves. "Am I doing it right __?" He's teasing again.
You nod vigorously. "Don't stop...please. Don't you dare stop."
Jungkook hums in approval, low and breathy, but retracts his fingers from your soaking cunt. They're quickly replaced with his tongue however, licking a broad stripe up your folds. The action is repeated over and over until your once again digging your nails into his scalp.
"M' gonna come," you say with a shaky voice.
As if an invitation, he dips in your heat. A string of profanities spill out.
Shit shit shit, you chant as you release on his tongue.
Jungkook lifts his head up from between your legs and wipes his mouth off. "You're fucking sexy." He presses a deep kiss on your lips, long and messy. "And you taste sweet too."
"Fuck me," you nearly beg. "And call me a slut while your at it."
"You su–"
"You don't have to use a condom either. I'm on the pill."
"Real–"
"Yes Jungkook."
He shifts back from your body, chest inflating and deflating. "On your hands and knees then."
As soon as the words leave his mouth you flip over, your full backside in his view. Did you feel exposed? Hell yeah. But that's part of the fun.
You turn your head over a shoulder to see Jungkook inching behind you. From this angle you feel so small. You bite your lip, anticipation driving you wild.
"Don't forget what I asked for earlier playboy."
Hovering over your back, his breath tickling your skin. "And what makes you think I'll listen to you pretty girl?" His length brushes between your asscheeks.
You whine.
"Jungkook–"
All at once he aligns himself with your hole and thrusts himself in. The fullness of the stretch has your eyes roll to the back of your head.
"Fuck, you're so big," you moan.
"Yeah? You like this," he grunts, starting off a steady pace. "I knew you would." He nips your ear. "Cute how dumb little sluts like you think they know what they want, but really, they don't have a clue."
Your breathe hitches, squeezing around his length. "What about---fuck---assholes like you who decide what others want before asking?"
The bed jolts forward. You cling to all you can to steady yourself.
"It's not really deciding for others if they already want it, is it?" He snaps his hips. "I'm merely helping them, like an asset."
"Shu---god fuck!"
"Deny it all you want but we both know how hard this little pussy's clenching around my big, fat cock. Been wanting this for a while hasn't it?" Beads of sweat drip from Jungkook's brow. His wavy, black locks dangle in front of his eyes.
Helplessly, you start rocking yourself on him, meeting his thrusts in perfect sync.
"Holy shit–" Jungkook groans. "You get me so fucking turned around. Can't even be in a room with me for five minutes before you're clawing for a way out but here you are, desperate to take my cock."
"What can I say," you barely gasp, beyond wound up. "Can't stand arrogant jerks like you."
He snorts. "But you'll sure fuck 'em won't you? Slut."
Walls tightening, knees shaking, it takes only one last hard thrust and you're spasming around him.
Jungkook coaxes you through your high with broken grunts. "Fuck, you feel so tight and warm around me. Gonna come pretty girl? Gonna come all over my cock aren't you?"
"Jung---Jungkook!"
"It's okay sweetheart, you can do it. Fucking cream it."
And you do.
With his cock coated with your cum, Jungkook fucks through his own high. "Hang in there __, I'm almost there," he says, thrusts sloppy.
Once he releases into you his body grows limp on yours. A small yelp tells him to slide out and off you.
As you lie next to each other, panting heavily, you're the first to break the silence.
"I think I've proven my point. You gonna shut up about your story now?"
"I don't know which point that would be but sure," Jungkook turns his head to the side with a lazy smirk. "I'll shut up about the story. I have a new one on my mind anyway."
God what have you done. Uncaged the beast, that's what.
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Masterlist
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alwaystaehyungswife · 2 months
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Four Kingdoms Masterlist
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Panic reigns in Korea when one of its four kingdoms, Silla, rebels against its kings, capturing and hanging the king and his queen. The sole survivor of the Shin royal family, who was never introduced to society because of her useless power, vows to take revenge for the death of her parents, setting her sights on killing the second of the Kim sons, Taehyung, the prince of shadows.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Prince!Taehyung, Princess!Reader.
-> Angst, Fluff, e2l.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Heir!Seokjin, Princess!Reader, Reader is Jimin's sister.
-> UTS Prequel, Fluff, Angst, childhood friends to lovers.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Prince!Jimin, Duchess!Reader, Reader is Taehyung's cousin.
-> Fluff, s2l, slight smut.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Prince!Yoongi, Criminal!Reader, Reader is Hoseok's sister.
-> Slight angst, Fluff, Angst, Smut.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Criminal!Hoseok, Princess!Reader, Reader is Taehyung's sister.
-> Angst, Forbidden love, Fluff, Love at first sight.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Knight!Jungkook, Bodyguard!Reader.
-> UTS extra, Angst, Unrequited love, Fluff, slight smut.
-> Read here.
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-> Fantasy!Au, Royal Advisor!Namjoon, Housekeeper!Reader.
-> UTS extra, Angst, Fluff, Smut.
-> Read here.
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moonficrecs · 9 months
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Favourite Series Part 2
🌙 - all time favourite
✔️ - completed series
👩🏻‍💻 - ongoing series
1. Tongue tied by @jeonqkooks 🌙👩🏻‍💻
summary: pure domestic bliss between two idiot neighbors.
genre: neighbors to lovers, fluff, angst, smut
2. Cat-astrophe by @astralmono 👩🏻‍💻
summary: Hello! I love your work, could I ask you a request about Jungkook strong/intimidating aura but soft towards the reader who is shy, inexperienced and shy?🥺it turns him on but at the same time he feel protective towards her innocence. I would love to read a smut interactions between this two 🥺✨
genre: slice of life, established relationship
3. Ruin you by @taegularities ✔️
summary: It started with a gentle spark and harmless gazes; but by now, you’re caught in a wildfire that will expand until you’re burned inside and out.
genre: established relationship, fwb; fluff, angst, smut
4. Colour me in by @taegularities 🌙👩🏻‍💻
summary: Jungkook's door only opens for you when there's a barter: a trade of lust and haze. But today you knock for something more, as intriguing as it is frightening – and you hope it doesn't close his door forever.
genre: fwb, fake dating, college!au; fluff, angst, smut
5. Summer bummer by @kooktrash 👩🏻‍💻
summary: Summertime is supposed to be a time of easy living and that’s what you were hoping for when you signed up for an extra credit program cleaning up the shores of Busan and staying in a luxurious beach house. what you didn’t sign up for was to live with Jungkook, a failed talking stage who you’ve avoided for the past few months. despite having a slight disliking toward each other you find yourselves be by pulled back into each other throughout your stay. the only question that remains is if this is just going to be a summer thing or something more.
genre: enemies to lovers/beach read. jungkook x y/n [afab she/her]
6. I know the end by @onlyswan 🌙✔️
summary: But you had to go, i know, i know, i know.
genre: angst, a dash of fluff
7. Gold rush by @onlyswan ✔️
summary: What must it be like to grow up that beautiful? with your falling into place like dominos.
genre: fluff, smut
8. Evolution of lover’s heart by @jeonstudios ✔️
summary: The rules are simple: first one to take the virginity wins.
genre: fluff, angst, college au, fuckboy au, bet au
9. Bad influence by @noteguk 👩🏻‍💻
summary: In which you know Jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.
genre: badboy!jk x goodgirl!, smut
10. Dilf JK by @venusiangguk 👩🏻‍💻
summary: You find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you.
genre: strangers to lovers, friends with benefits, smut, fluff
11. Gold rush by @venusiangguk 🌙✔️
summary: Jk comes back from a weekend away and he wants to show you just how much he missed you. 
genre: pwp, smut, college au (kinda), established relationship
12. And they were roommates by @hoseok666 🌙👩🏻‍💻
summary: It all started with a rejection from your longtime crush, jeon jungkook. you decided to confess to him on your last day of high school. after a harsh rejection and a rough summer dealing with the heartbreak, you were starting anew once your freshman year of college came. you were going to be sharing an apartment with two other roommates that you don’t even know. what a surprise you’re going to be in for once you find out it’s the one and only: jeon jungkook and kim taehyung. 
genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut, pretty much everything . college!jungkook AU, college!taehyung AU, cold personality jungkook, warm personality taehyung, slowburn
13. The lucky one by @babystrcandy 🌙👩🏻‍💻
summary: Growing up you only had one goal: beat Jeon Jungkook. Sometimes you'd win, other times you'd lose. Sometimes he'd lose, other times he'd win. But you'd both walk away from the match thinking the other was the lucky one.
genre: 18+ Minors DNI | sports au, e2l/r2l, angst, fluff, smut
14. Fool for you by @btsgotjams27 ✔️
summary: When Jungkook is finally single, you shoot your shot.
genre: fluff, angst, romance | college, fake dating, strangers to friends to lovers
15. My pretty boys by @btsgotjams27 🌙👩🏻‍💻
summary: They say if you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph, you just didn't think your best friend would be one of them.
genre: romance, angst, drama, eventual smut | non-idol!au, camp!au, college!au, best friends-to-lovers, strangers-to-lovers
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