#taekook x y/n

[run2yoongi]

puppy love | jjk + kth x reader (4)

you’d met jeon jungkook and his best friend kim taehyung in your first year at university. it didn’t take long for you to fall for jungkook, however it was clear that he was less than interested in romance. you pushed down the frustration and jealousy when jungkook talks about his weekend exploits and dating app matches, telling yourself that being friends with benefits was better than being nothing at all. you didn’t expect that one of the benefits of your arrangement with jungkook would be his best friend, taehyung.

↳ pairing: fuckboy!jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader

↳ setting: college au

↳ warnings: consumption of alcohol, jealous!taehyung, cliffhanger kinda

↳ side note: lil joonie cameo in this one! it might be a little unclear in this one but tae is also a student, he just tutors y/n bc he's smart hehe

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taehyung hadn't missed the banging of his dorm neighbours headboard on their shared wall. jungkook wasn't shy when it came to his volume, despite the numerous texts taehyung had sent to tell him to quiet down. on any normal day, taehyung would just put on his headphones and ignore it, focus on his practice exams as usual. except, this time, you weren't answering his texts either.

it shouldn't bother him, he'd known something had been going on between his best friend and you for a while. however, he couldn't get rid of the gnawing feeling in his gut. he couldn't be sure that the moans he was hearing next door were from you, but the odds weren't looking good. he brushed off the bubbling sensation of jealousy, telling himself that it was just irritation at the noise, that he had no claim over you but the frustrating feeling refused to dissipate.

he'd left the dorm quickly, unable to stifle the sinking feeling in his chest at the thought of you being so close, yet still wrapped up in jungkook's whirlwind of a sex life. subconsciously, he hoped he'd run into you as he passed by the library on the way to the campus bar, but your usual spot was empty. his chest tightened, as his thoughts began to run dark. in the countless hours he'd spent tutoring you, you'd been a perfect, innocent pupil. so focused on your grades that you never noticed him. how could you suddenly become the complete opposite when you were around his best friend? he needed to see it for himself.

after you'd fallen asleep next to an exhausted jungkook, your muscles ached as you woke up with the glaring screen of your phone stinging your eyes. jungkook had his hand draped delicately over your hip, snoring softly in a peaceful, shallow slumber. reading over your missed messages, you chewed on the inside of your cheek.

from: tae 2hrs ago

are you still at the library?

just got back to the dorms if you're free

you groaned, frustrated at how easily you'd slipped into a state of unconsciousness after you had planned on catching taehyung and jimin after they returned from their dance practice.

to: tae

oops just woke up

you withdrew from the bed, gently sliding out from under jungkook's grasp so you wouldn't disturb him. waking him up to say goodbye felt a little too intimate, even if you'd just woken up to his legs tangled with yours. fixing your hair and clothes as best you could, you left the dorms and headed straight to your own, determined to shower and get rid of the questionable stain that was hidden on the inside of your skirt.

your phone screen lit up, and you glanced at the preview.

from: tae

silly girl

as you entered your dorm building, you read over the text with a sheepish grin. taehyung seemed to like teasing you, especially during your tutoring sessions. it almost made it seem appealing to get some of his questions wrong, just to hear whatever taunt he had prepared for you.

at the campus bar, taehyung had successfully managed to get you out of his thoughts for a couple short hours. he'd actually ran into some friends from his high school and had caught himself listening intently to one of them talk about whatever assigned reading they'd been given by their psychology professor. then you'd messaged him, and all the drinks his old friends had bought him seemed to catch up at once.

excusing himself and slipping out to the smoking area, he calmly took a breath of air and called you. the alcohol in his system steeled his nerves as he waited for you to answer.

you picked up the phone, fresh out of the shower. water droplets were still falling from your hair when you read the caller ID, surprised at the unprompted call. "hey, taehyung." you spoke slowly, curiosity lacing your tone.

you heard the steady beat of music on the other end of the line, muffled by distance and the sound of chatter. "y/n, hi." taehyung replied sounding hesitant, as if he hadn't been the one to call. "what's up?" you questioned as you stood in front of your mirror, holding the phone to your ear as you noticed the light purple marking on the base of your neck.

"just wanted to see if you wanted to come out," he began. he spoke with a level of reservation that you weren't really used to, making you wonder if something was wrong. "i'm just at the campus bar."

you hummed, contemplating whether it was worth it to go out when your thighs still ached from jungkook's onslaught earlier. you had wanted to see taehyung tonight though, especially after seeing the dance practice video that jimin had posted of him. "ah, sure." you finally answered, sliding open the door to your wardrobe. "i'll be there soon."

-

by soon, taehyung learned that you really meant an hour as he saw you walk into the venue, craning your neck to find him. he waved to grab your attention, eyes glancing briefly over your exposed thighs as you approached him. it only took a moment to realise that he didn't really want to introduce you to his old high school friend, especially as they widened their eyes as you made your way over. it was too late though as you smiled at the pair, looking at taehyung expectantly as he hesitated to introduce you.

"this is namjoon," taehyung sighed, reluctantly gesturing to his older friend. "he's too old to be on campus, so keep an eye out for security."

namjoon laughed, his dimples becoming defined as his eyes landed back on his friend. "some people have to do post-graduate studies, taehyung." he rolled his eyes before glancing back at you. "what is your name, darling?" he asked, his charming accent catching your attention. you accepted his hand as he extended it to you, noting how warm it felt on your palm.

taehyung glared at his friend, his drunk mind growing bitter that between jungkook and now namjoon, he was constantly having to vie for your attention. "y/n." he answered for you, eyes flashing a careful warning to his friend. you sat down with the pair, smiling politely at namjoon. "let me get this round," namjoon spoke, his eyes focused on you as he stood from his seat. gone as quickly as you came.

you looked over to taehyung, who's eyes were already focused on you. on your neck. your hand flew up to block his view as you realised that he was staring at the purple love bite that jungkook had left, contempt written across his features as his lips formed into a thin, straight line.

he had been right, taehyung thought as he struggled to fight off the spread of bitterness in his mind. you didn't speak a word, unsure if you should feel more embarrassed or defensive. the two of you sat, looking at the crowd around you. you didn't see anyone you recognised, aside from taehyung who still had a distinct unimpressed expression on his features. you were relieved when namjoon returned shortly, placing a margherita in front of each of you, oblivous to the growing tension. it was evident that namjoon was kind and attentive as he asked you about yourself, your major, your interests. taehyung remained quiet, only interjecting to brush you off when you attributed your academic performance to his consistent tutoring.

you'd exchanged contacts with namjoon before he excused himself to speak with another table, his other friends, you assumed. left with taehyung, it occurred to you how little he had actually spoken to you considering he was the one who had invited you out. "you feeling okay?" you asked, turning your body towards him as you spoke. taehyung was heavy lidded, resting his chin in his palm, phone in hand. "you like hyung?" he asked you, ignoring your question.

"he's nice," you answered, glancing over at the older boy who had joined a game of pool. you didn't miss taehyung's eyebrow raise at your response, and you rolled your eyes at him. "you know what i mean. it's rare to meet someone who doesn't only talk about themselves here." you added.

"'joon is very popular." taehyung mumbled, staring into his empty glass. his cheeks were lightly flushed, and you wondered how much he'd had to drink before you arrived. "i'm sure you'd be very popular too if you weren't locking yourself in your room to study all the time," you teased, nudging him lightly with your shoulder.

taehyung didn't seem amused. he just looked up at you with a mixture of glare and boredom. it was a far cry from the taehyung that you were used to, the one who would sit with you for hours going over every detail that you missed in your practice essays.

you shrunk in your seat, feeling defeated and confused at his attitude. you considered leaving early before taehyung interrupted your thoughts. "did you have fun?" he spoke, eyes fixed on your neck again.

you pursed your lips, cheeks beginning to warm up under his scrutiny. "hm?" you questioned, feigning ignorance as your hand subconsciously crept up to cover the mark that his friend had left. he leaned in closer to you, extending his arm to brush your hand away from its hold on your neck. "is this why you've been in a sour mood?" you asked, crossing your arms as you decided to defend yourself. "you think i'm trash now, or something?"

taehyung, uncharacteristically, smirked at your question. he was becoming increasingly difficult to read, especially as the drinks namjoon had offered you began to cloud your thoughts. "i'm not the one you need to be worried about, darling." he finally answered, mimicking namjoon’s pet name for you- you ignored how sweet it sounded coming from taehyung’s lips. instead, you thought over his words. was he implying jungkook thought less of you now just because he'd left a hickey on your neck? "that's your best friend." you retorted.

you seemingly struck a nerve as whatever playfulness was left in taehyung's eyes disappeared. he nodded, "sure is." he sighed, leaning back in his seat, switching his eyes from your neck to your face. "which is how i know you're wasting your time." he finished.

your stomach sank as you processed his words, unsure if it was worth it to pry if it meant getting your feelings hurt. "i know he isn't..." you paused, considering your word choice.

"i just think you can do better." taehyung interrupted, sighing as a resigned expression washed over his face. "like, if he's fucking other people, i don't know why you're not."

you shrugged, ignoring the wound that his words were inflicting on your ego. surely he didn't mean to hurt you, right? he wasn't wrong, you just didn't like to be reminded of how tightly you were wrapped around jungkook's finger.

"who else am i going to fuck, taehyung? i don't go out." you replied flatly. you finished the rest of your drink, desperate to drown the unpleasant feelings that were festering in your mind. taehyung paused, seemingly holding back whatever was on the tip of his tongue. it's not like he could talk, you almost never heard taehyung talk about his love life. in fact, trying to recall the last time he had even mentioned anyone he was interested in aside from unobtainable idols or actresses was a stretch.

"idiot," taehyung smiled, his voice drowned out by the 80s pop blaring over the speakers and shouting of the garish groups surrounding you. you rolled your eyes, eager to find a new topic to discuss outside your depressing, unrequited love life.

-

you hadn't stayed much longer as the bar began to become overcrowded. you quickly said your goodbyes to namjoon, he sent you a wink from across the bar as you waved, earning an unexpected giggle like you had suddenly been transported back to middle school. taehyung pretended he hadn't seen the interaction, instead deciding not to grace his high school friend with a farewell before the two of you decided to go for a walk back to the dorms and enjoy the nighttime breeze.

after one too many drinks, taehyung found his jealousy was becoming impossible to suppress, to ignore. as you walked across the campus lawn talking about your plans for the weekend, taehyung grew silent. when you'd finished speaking, you glanced over to him to find his eyes locked onto you with a pained expression.

"you okay?" you questioned, an intoxicated smile still splayed across your lips. taehyung shrugged in response, his expression unchanging as he crossed his arms. you could see his mind racing behind his eyes, the same way he looked when he was going over your work. "spit it out," you jeered, attempting to uphold the relaxed mood you'd found comfort in over the night.

"were you over at jungkook's, before?" he asked, his tone restrained. though, you thought he already knew the answer. he bit his lip as he waited for your response, clearly seeking confirmation. "yeah, i was." you admitted quietly, a wave of embarrassment suddenly filling your mind. taehyung broke his gaze and let out a sigh, to your confusion. had he really been bothered by it? you questioned, unable to contrive any words to fill the silence.

"i know it makes me seem pathetic, but it's not really like that," you began, staring off into the pattern of lights emanating from the dorm buildings. "i know what he wants or, what he doesn't want-"

"it's not pathetic, y/n." he interrupted, his gaze also set on the buildings which stood across from you on the grass. you raised your eyebrow staring at his soft lips as he refused to look back at you, instead choosing to fix his eyes on the earth beneath you. the cool night breeze danced through taehyung's hair, revealing the peaks of his cheekbones, the mellow glow of the moon highlighting his features.

he lead you into his dorm building and into the elevator without a word. you'd already spent too much time in that same dorm block today, you thought. in your drunken haze, you didn't really question where you were going. you were just happy to be spending time with your friend outside of brutal tutoring sessions.

as you made your way down the hall, you passed the door to jungkook's room. still as silent as you left it, you wondered if he'd ever even woken up. the door to taehyung's room opened as he held it open for you. you'd been inside taehyung's room before, but this felt different. more intimate than when it was the trio- taehyung, jungkook and yourself. you stepped inside and removed your shoes cautiously, hesitant to make yourself comfortable.

"does namjoon live on campus?" you asked, attempting to break the tension that you hoped you were just imagining. taehyung rolled his eyes at you as he plopped down on his bed, reaching for the bottle of water that sat on his desk. "why, are you interested? you're just as bad as jungkook." he taunted.

"i'm not into every guy i see, tae." you scowled, pulling out his desk chair to seat yourself across from him. taehyung raised his eyebrows at you as he sipped from his water, wordlessly refuting your statement. "i'm not!" you repeated, swatting him on the arm softly.

"i'm kidding, i know that." he sighed, rubbing his arm where you'd landed your hit. "no need to get violent, love." you shook your head at him, feeling the heavy atmosphere begin to dissipate. "he doesn't, actually. you'll need to find someone else's dorm to be a noise disturbance at." he finally answered. your face flushed, realising what he'd said. he'd heard you. you mumbled an apology, keeping your hands in your lap as shame began to spread heat across your face.

after offering the water bottle to you, taehyung spread himself across his bed, fixing his arms underneath his pillow to prop himself up. the muscles of his arm were on full display, the short sleeves of his shirt doing little to dissuade you from staring. the hem of his shirt slipped up as he shifted to make himself more comfortable, revealing the toned flesh underneath. you tried not to look, but taehyung was just as irritatingly pretty as jungkook- you couldn't help yourself, not with the buzz of alcohol running through you.

taehyung watched you struggle with yourself, a smirk growing on his lips. he liked you like this the most, frustrated and with your attention entirely fixed on him. it was something he'd gotten used to as he tutored you, something he looked forward to every week. a part of him liked it a lot more, though, when you were getting frustrated over him rather than academics.

you lifted the water bottle to your lips to hide your shame as a few droplets slipped and fell onto your shirt. "so messy," taehyung teased. "you always get this uncoordinated when you drink?" he reached for his phone and turned on some music, a song you didn't recognise.

"no, do you always get this grumpy when you drink?" you responded sharply. taehyung laughed and shook his head at your counter, taking the bottle from you and placing it on his desk and looked up at you, something dark crossing his eyes. "no, just when i have to listen to my star pupil getting fucked from the other side of the wall."

your heart nearly jumped out of your chest. he really was bothered by it. you thought after you'd apologised, that would be the end of it- but it seemed taehyung was keen on pressing the issue. you squeezed your thighs together, shifting in your seat under his uncomfortable gaze. "why'd you ask me to come out, then?" you asked, dumbfounded.

taehyung hummed, carefully thinking over his answer before speaking. "it's a bit difficult to get out of your mind, after hearing that." he tilted his head to the side, his calculating eyes anticipating your reaction. you couldn't make heads or tails of him. was he angry? jealous? even if he was jealous, you couldn't tell if he was jealous of jungkook or yourself. after you said nothing, he continued. "i guess i just gave up." he sat up on the bed, breaking the comfortable distance between you, making your breath hitch in your throat.

he was toying with you, you finally concluded, and unfortunately, he was succeeding at getting under your skin. you wondered if he'd only invited you out to watch you squirm. "what's the point in getting shy now?" he pressed, raising an eyebrow at your silence. "i-i'm not." you stuttered, unable to defend yourself from his teasing in this new, unfamiliar territory. an unexpected wave of arousal began to grow between your thighs at his teasing and silently, you cursed at yourself for playing right into his hands. "if you want," he paused, taking a breath. "we could get back at him."

your body became warm, your heart hammering under your hot flesh as your lips parted in shock. taehyung had always been blunt, but he'd never been this forward. "you're drunk," you dismissed him, breaking eye contact to look anywhere that wasn't his face. "you don't mean that." you added.

"think about it, you're sitting around and waiting on someone who's happily fucking other people." he leaned forward, speaking with a subdued enthusiasm that spread heat across your face. "you should let him know you're doing the same, since you're just friends."

you opened and closed your mouth, unable to refute his words even if you wanted to. he had a point, but with taehyung? his best friend? your tutor? it was a line you knew shouldn't be crossed, even if you'd never discussed it. though, part of you wondered if he would even care. "i don't want to have sex with someone just to get back at him." you eventually responded in a hushed voice.

taehyung nodded in understanding, but you could still feel his intense gaze on your face. "your choice," he shrugged, "but the offer is there.". you bit your lip, taken aback by how cooly taehyung was playing off this situation. "if we.." you paused, embarrassed at how lewd the conversation had become. "you know, if we ever do it. it'll be because i want to." you mumbled, still averting your gaze.

taehyung's ears perked up, unsure if he heard you correctly. "if you want to?" he mused, raising his brows at you. "and do you want to?". you looked back to him, his eyes eager for your response. he wanted to make you say it. you wanted to save yourself the humiliation and shout no, but at this point, you knew that would be dishonest. so instead, you sat there, frozen.

taehyung relaxed his posture on the bed and let out a heavy sigh, momentarily taking the pressure off you. "i'm sorry y/n, that was probably too far." he admitted. you nodded at his apology, though not entirely agreeing. he was incredibly handsome and definitely sought after, if the looks he got around campus were anything to go by. but you weren't willing to do something that he’d likely regret once you'd both sobered up- even if the deepest part of you wanted to.

"it's not that," you began, your voice uneasy. "i just don't want you to do something like that because you pity me.". taehyung's eyes widened. "because i pity you?" he repeated in disbelief. "y/n..." .

his hands reached for the arms of your chair and pulled you towards him towards the bed. his face was so close, you could see the glistening reflection of the lamp in his eyes. he brought his hand up to your jaw, softly cupping your face. "you have no idea what you do to me. just know…" he sighed. the temptation to kiss him started to seep into your thoughts, his lips were so full and his face looked so soft, so perfect. "if you do want to, i'm not going to take it easy on you." he whispered a heavy warning, seemingly reading your mind as you clenched your thighs together tightly, a warm sensation overwhelming your lower half.

"you never do," you squeaked, feeling powerless to his attempts to bring you closer to him, to get you to admit that you wanted him.

"just know if you say yes, you'll have to be mine."

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[coffeepurpleu]

On a Sweet Night, Be My Lucky Star (02)

Pairing : VampireTaehyung x WitchReader x DemonJungkook

Genre: Supernatural, Smut, Angst, a little of violence,Fluff (I'll try go with all lmao)

Serie: (still don't know how many longer will be, like chapters, but I'm going to make you enjoy it),about updates (there's will be not a specific day to update, *wink).

This will be my first fanfic here, English It's not my first language, so, if you have any suggestion I'll try it🏃🏻‍♀️.

Teaser  Ch01

"So, how have you felt here with us, even for this short time" I chuckled lightly.

"It's comfortable, you guys give off a warm aura" Namjoon smiles

"I'm glad, if you need something don't hesitate to ask for it, also if you need to let off steam we'll be there, even the library is a good place to calm down" I mentioned

"Yes, the first night I found several books, I was reading "my imaginary friend" I think by Stephen Chbosky, I'm not even halfway there yet but it's interesting" he opens the supermarket door for me

"Oh! I never finished that one, I started reading it by myself, then my mom asked me what it was about, she wanted to read it with me, so I stopped reading it, since she worked in a clinic, it was sometimes impossible for us to read, they passed 3 years and I never finished it" I muttered turning to see Namjoon

"So when will you finish it?" namjoon asks

"I don't know, go for the drinks, I'll go for appetizers” I smile turning around looking for the junk food aisle when I bump into someone

 "Excuse me, you're fine?" A tall boy holds me close to him smiling

 "Don't worry, I'm aclumsy myopic" I laugh

 "I think you're more of a pretty girl,  a pleasure, I'm Sunoo" Smile

“I'm Y/N, if you excuse me I'll look for some takeaways" I mention walking, a hand stops me 

"Could I get your number?" He murmurs with flushed cheeks "Sure" after exchanging numbers, I look for Nam, I find him still deciding what drink to bring. I reach out to scare him, put my hands on his shoulders sharply, slowly flip. "Yah, is it hard to scare you?"

"I think yes, I should wear soju? vodka?" He question 

"let's take both, and a strawberry milk for me" He looks at me funny and then laughs

We got home, opening, we looked at everyone, Jin was in the kitchen with my aunt, my cousin and her husband, outside setting the table with my uncle.

  "We’re here people!" I shout calling the attention of everyone there

"what did you bring?" my cousin asks approaching

"Vodka, soju and a strawberry milk" I smiled showing the drinks

"Well, this is mine." Haerin steals the strawberry milk from my hands to run away.

"Aunt! give me that back, you creep!" I scream running after her, I manage to catch her but we both fall to the ground crushing the strawberry box

"When are they going to change?" ask my aunt

"This is how I will die" Haerin and I say at the same time

"Come eat!" my uncle mentions

We all sit at the table, Jin and Namjoon take a seat on each side of me, in front is Haerin, heechul, at the ends are my uncles. I get a call, Hwasa, an old friend.

"I heard somewhere that you're in Paris, when were you going to tell me?" she complains

"I didn't have time, if you want I can come to your apartment tomorrow" I mention

"Nothing like that, we're going to the new nightclub, I've heard that there are always scrumptious vampires." Hwasa laughs.

"You, seriously, it's fine, but I'll go to the art gallery first" I smiles

"Okay girl, see you later" Hwasa hangs up

I look at everyone chatting, I touch Jin's shoulder. “I'll go to sleep,” he nods, then turns to face Namjoon. "Tomorrow we will buy clothes with Jin, and we will go to the gallery." I get up from the table saying goodbye to take a bath before bed.

"Wake up!" My aunt bangs pans walking down the hall

There is a thud from Namjoon's room, we go over to see, and find him on the floor wrapped in the blanket, grimacing. Jin laughs.

"Hey, don't be mean, are you okay?" I ask trying not to catch Jin's laughter

"Yeah, just a little dazed" Nam says moving his ears

"Sorry, maybe I went a bit too far" My aunt looks at him embarrassed.

"Well, we'll go change, downstairs is breakfast" My uncle says

After everyone went down for breakfast, Haerin offered to drive my uncles to the airport, my uncle lent me his car so I could tour the city. I walk to the car marking Elizabeth.

"Hi, where's my favorite bitch?" I hum as I hear her laugh

"Hello to you too, how are you going there? here sunhee has behaved well, it is a miracle ”she mentions with mockery

"Okay here, we were going to buy clothes, art gallery, and let Jin choose what he wants for the rest of the days before going back" I smiled looking at the boys already in the car, opening the door. "I'll talk to you later, kisses" I hang up to get in the car, I put on music

"So how is the little monster behaving?" Jin asks

"Very good, as always" I smiles proudly before starting to drive. "I talked to hwasa, the night she invited me to a club, who signs up."

“I have never been to a club” Namjoon mentions shy

"HOOOW?, well, take it as an opportunity and have fun" I hum

"Look who says it, lady I don't go out because people scare me" Jin laughs

"Of course not, besides I'm past that stage" I murmur, Jin raises an eyebrow. "FINE! only a part” I snort

"How long have you known each other?" Nam asks

"14 years ago I put up with this old man with bad jokes" I laughs

“YAH! They're comforting jokes." Jin frowns.

“Wow, that's a long time,” Namjoon mutters.

"We have arrived, Louis Vuitton" I wink to get out of the car, I get a message

xxx-xx-xxx: Hi babe! I'm sunoo, how are you? I wanted to ask you out today, if you don't have something scheduled haha

   You have booked xxx-xx-xxx as Sunoo😶

Babe: sorry, I'm scheduled to go out with some friends today, I'm only here for two weeks

Sunoo😶: okay, but tomorrow if I don't take no from you, how about we go to a cafeteria?

"Who is sunoo?" Jin appears behind me.

"You scared me!" I'll be back a bit

"Who is it?" Jin raises an eyebrow

"I met him yesterday at the store and well, the rest is cliché" I smile.

"Let's go in" Jin takes my arm walking towards Namjoon, who was looking at the prices of the clothes.

"This is worth more than myself," Nam mutters in amazement.

"Choose what you want, I invite you, and no, you don't have to pay for it later, it's a gift after all" I look at him before he could complain.

"I'm hungry" Jin complains carrying the bags with Namjoon behind the car

"We could go to the restaurant My universe" I mention

“It looks like it's going to rain” Namjoon mentions looking at the sky

"A little, but let nothing stop us" I climb into the driver's seat

“Is the art gallery far?” Nam asks

"Not much, don't worry, we'll have lunch and go after that" I smiles driving

"Look! Chef Bang is in that ad, looking for restaurants to promote,” Jin mentions looking out the window.

“You should sign up” I hum as I park the car at the restaurant

"Is that chef very famous?" Nam asks getting out of the car.

"Well, it's the reason why he opened a restaurant-" Before I finish speaking, Jin mentions "Also because my cooking is delicious."

Upon entering the restaurant we are greeted by the waitress, who guides us to a table near the window. She hands us the menu before leaving, mentioning that she was coming in 10 minutes to take the order.

"I want duck in orange sauce, what are you going to order?" I ask looking at them

“Croque-monsieur” Jin leans back a bit.

"I think a Vichyssoise" Namjoon mentions

"But that's as a side dish, how about a Pot-au-feu?" I ask nam

(the croque-monsieur is a sandwich filled with cheese and ham, and is usually gratin with gruyère cheese. Vichyssoise is cold soup made with leek, onion, potato, cream and milk. And Pot-au-feu is a beef stew with vegetables.)

“Okay, I'll trust you.” Namjoon stretches slightly.

After lunch, we go to the gallery, when we enter we separate, walking I find a purple painting with red flowers dripping white, under the painting is the name of an artist "KTH", I have heard of him, he is anonymous, a lot Some of his art has been sold for good causes, although he has been on hiatus for 4 years, his art is still inspiring to me. I hear a thick voice next to me.

"The painting is exotic in a way, don't you think?" I turn to see a red-haired vampire giving me a square smile with fangs sticking out brightly.

"Yes, it's a shame that he took a break" I look at him carefully, he is wearing black leather pants with a white satin shirt, a purple scarf tied around his neck, a black leather jacket to match, and some shoes high-heeled.

"Well, sometimes you have to rest from looking for inspiration, a pleasure, I'm-" Before the vampire could introduce himself, Namjoon comes running

"Something happens?" I look at him

“Not much, I just found a lot of cool art, and Jin is already in the car,” Nam mentions.

"So fast? It's okay, you should going to wait in the car" I tell him turning around to continue talking to the boy but I realize that he's gone, I sigh to go to the car

"I know where I want to go tomorrow" Jin mentions

"Where to?" I ask him

“How about a water park?” Jin looks at me mischievously

“But I'm not going to bathe, you know I can't swim” I pout, hearing namjoon laugh

"You really don't know how to swim?" Namjoon tries not to laugh

"No, but I know how to float upside down, something is something” I murmured.

“She never let me teach her well.” Jin shrugs.

"Why not a zoo or a circus?" I complain

“Or a library,” Namjoon mumbles sheepishly.

"Oh! true, here you go, I already add my number and Jin's too, if you need to take a walk, go ahead" I say, handing him a small box

He opens it, it's a gray cell phone.

"Thank you very much, really." Namjoon's eyes glaze over

"And mine?" Jin mentions

"Your gift is my company" I mention laughing

"Sometimes I think if it's good that you're with me" Jin denies

"Yah! Maybe there are still 6 days left until your birthday, calm down man, or is old age consuming you?" I laugh along with Namjoon, Jin gives us a withering look

"We arrived" I park the car, I get out to open the door and throw myself on the sofa, my cell phone vibrates.

"It's already six o'clock, are you changed?" Hwasa asks

"Bitch, it's too early, let me eat and have my nap to recharge energy" I snort

"You always have a happy nap, what are you going to wear?" she mentions

"I don't know yet," I sighed, smashing my face against the sofa.

“Put on a skirt, it highlights those thighs” she laughs.

"Girl I'm only going to meet you, not to look for dicks" I laughs

“I think you need a monster-” I interrupt, “Okay I'll put on a damn skirt, but calm your fever.” We both laugh and I hang up to go upstairs to put on my clothes.

I decide to wear a red leather skirt with slits on the sides of the hips, a black strapless heart-shaped crop top, black heels with red tips. I lightly put on my makeup, put on my quartz, and go downstairs to find Namjoon reading a book, Jin cooking. They both turn to see me, raising their eyebrows.

"Where do you think the lady is going?" Jin mentions

"I thought you were already changed, well, Hwasa was the one who hurried to change me" I muttered taking a seat.

“First let's eat” Namjoon takes a seat next to me giving me a thumbs up.

After eating, I waited on the sofa with about 15 messages from Hwasa asking if she was coming. I look at the time, it's 6:55.

“You know im the worldwide handsome” I see Jin come down with black leggings and a pink holographic shirt, posing at the end with red glasses

“I feel nervous” I turn to see Namjoon wearing black jeans and a gray and blue t-shirt

“Everything will be fine, both of you look amazing” I smile getting up from the sofa to get my bag, putting in enough money, I call Hwasa.

“I thought you were dead” She mentions

"Wow, how considerate of you, I was waiting for the boys to change, we're on our way, did you get a table?" I ask her

"Yeah, I'm also trying to get two guys here, if not there's a bunch of bitches all over them, I'll let you get here and impress them." I laughs at her comment.

"I won't repeat things to you but okay, bye" I hang up to get in the car

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"Hyung, I'm telling you I found her, I saw her admiring my painting, I was going to introduce myslef when a tall hybrid arrives with arms that will surely take your breath away, I assumed it was her boyfriend, so I left there" Taehyung complains, putting on his red jacket over his black shirt

"Are you going to accept that I was right?" Yoongi smiles teasing him

"No, I know I didn't look well, but she already has someone, she sure gave me up, she didn't even recognize me" Taehyung pouts putting on his silver earrings

"Aren't you going to go look for her?" Yoongi gets up from the sofa having a glass of wine

"I won't, fate plays with me Hyung" Taehyung throws himself on the sofa sighing

(Before we got here, Taehyung had gone to his favorite club the day before, which brings us to the conversation before he met Y/N hehe), a little flashback to say, as the chapters progress I'll go adding the past tense of each

"Hey, Tae wake up" Yoongi tried to move tae to take him to the car to go to the apartment they had, it was 4 in the morning in Paris after a crazy night.

"Let me sleep for a while Hyung" Taehyung huffed trying to turn around, but Yoongi prevented him by carrying on his shoulders. "Hyung let's go."

"There are things to do Tae" she murmured.

They were two old vampire friends, both had always dreamed of finding their partner, but one of them, 2 centuries, made him give up and he stopped looking everywhere, or else one was missing. To the other, he was still trying to keep his friend hopeful.

"Really, you should stop doing this, you're seriously going to kill me man" Yoongi spoke coming down the stairs helping him to support himself.

"I'm sorry Hyung, I just-" Before Tae finished speaking, Yoongi completed the sentence that he always repeated. "Tired of searching, I know, you've mentioned it a thousand times" she snorted.

"And even though I mention it to you, you always say to finish all this" Taehyung rolled his eyes "Ouch!" he hadn't come to see the blow that his hyung gave him.

"Take care of your mouth, you brat, and you know that it's not good for you to do this either, how about in a moment of these days you meet your destined partner?" This made Taehyung laugh, but what he didn't know was that Yoongi was partly right.

"So you're going to keep dating even if it hurts your heart?" Yoongi strokes his hair

"Yes, let's go before it gets late" Taehyung gets up from the sofa to go to the black car parked outside.

"Music?" Yoongi asks, seeing Taehyung nod, he puts on the music to start driving.

Upon arriving at the club, Both was surrounded by girls waiting to spend the night, normally Yoongi never accepts but they still insist, unlike Taehyung who does accept, this time he decides to go to the drinks bar to order a tequila, his Hyung agrees. He remains silent, asking for a mojito.

"Hyung, why is life so unfair?" Taehyung asks Yoongi playing with his drink

"It's not totally unfair, it just has its varied moments, whether they are good or bad" Yoongi drinks the mojito

"In all these centuries, I just concentrated on looking for her, why now?" Taehyung sighs

“They say the best always comes later.” Yoongi shrugs.

"Excuse me? Nice to meet you, I'm hwasa." The girl is dressed in a short and open silver dress

“Not now girl” Taehyung waves his hand for her to go away

"It's nothing, I just wanted to invite you for a drink, an old friend is coming soon who came to Paris for a few weeks, wanted me to get some friends maybe?" Hwasa smiles carrying a malicious plan inside.

“I guess it will be fine” Yoongi mentions looking at Taehyung

"Okay, let's find a table." Taehyung nods.

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"Someone volunteer to take care of the others?" I ask getting out of the car

"The oldest?" Namjoon mentions making us both laugh, Jin hits us on the back of the neck

"Why not you? after all the pre-birthday boy has to enjoy, and Namjoon is his first time ”Jin looks at me

"I won't object, I almost never drink alcohol anyway" I shrugged, we advanced to the entrance

"It will be because you don't have a good resistance" Jin laughs

"Of course not, I just prefer wine" I make a face denying

“Okay, let's go inside” Namjoon mentions opening the doors, the strong smell of alcohol hits him, flashing red and black lights shine in every corner of the place. People dancing, kissing here and there. "So this is supposed to be a club?"

"Get used to it, I never had interest in this type of social event, I spent my adolescence at home reading or sometimes I went to the park with Sunhee" I mention looking for Hwasa, I find her sitting with a vampire with mint-colored hair.

"I'll go get your drinks, have a seat, what do you want to drink?" I turn to see Namjoon and Jin take a walk towards Hwasa. "Damn" I mutter walking towards the bar. I order a margarita, a whiskey, and a bottle of water for myself. I feel a familiar voice next to me.

"Cup of blood? add gummies" I turn to see the boy with red hair

"Hey, I thought I had lost you" I settle into the seat looking at him, he looks at me in amazement

"Yes, I had things to do" He murmured taking his drink

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N." I stretch out my hand.

"I'm Taehyung"  He shyly shakes my hand

"So what are you doing here in this club?" I smile slightly

“Usually I come here with my friend to hang out, but today a girl invited us to sit with her, she explained that her friend came from a long trip and well, we agreed” Taehyung snorts.

"We agreed, it sounds a bit, only your friend did it and you followed him" I laughed

"Well today I wasn't in a good mood." Taehyung shrugs.

“Hey girl! Come say hi.” We both turned to see Hwasa walking towards us, making her way through the crowd. She hugs me tight. "Jin said you were going to steal his drinks" She laughs

"She is your friend?" Taehyung asks whispering embarrassed.

"So you already knew each other?" Hwasa asks

"The world is small I guess" I shrugged getting up from the seat taking the drinks

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Wordcount: 3k

I wanted to write more but then I thought, short but detailed chapters🐧

Who would like to try a gummy cup?🍷

Anyway, thank you very much for the wait, and for the love you give to the series❣️

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compromise (explicit)

genre: twilight AU, straight-up cracky-ass porn, do not look @ me

pairing: vampire!taehyung x human!reader x werewolf!jungkook

summary: you're torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don't have to choose.

word count: 10k 😬

contains: explicit sexual content~*~ no seriously like i wrote this with my dick it is EXCLUSIVELY twilight-flavored porn sdhfjdkgsdf - taehyung is a vampire, jungkook is a werewolf, reader is in love with both of them, they can't stand each other, yktfv !!!! this is actually an incredibly poorly negotiated threesome, so uh, don't do it like this kids!!!!! just enjoy the filth 🫡 which specifically contains: a m/m/f threesome ft. mid-sex jealousy lol, biting, nipple play, clit stim and fingering, clit biting 💀, cunnilingus, spitting, neck.... licking?, a lot of body temperature descriptions bc we're sticking to steph's hot/cold lore bc i think it's funny idk, blowjobs/throat fucking, spit-roasting, first times, unprotected sex, some mildly improbable sex positions because they both have superhuman strength lmfao, a smidge of dirty talk/praise kink, ass play, anal sex, good ol' DP, annnnnd the grand finale: neck-biting and blood-drinking 🤭 also tae and jk throw "slurs" like 'leech' and 'dog' at each other the whole time sdfsdfjkf 💜

A/N: SURPRISE! AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I WILL NOT BE EXPLAINING MYSELF BUT UHHHH ENJOY SOME NONSENSE!!!!

thank you to @haliiimede for the incredible banner 🥺

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You’ve been on edge all evening, watching, waiting.

As the sun slips below the horizon and reddens the sky on its departure, you try not to read it as an omen of what’s to come. Night pours out black like it always does, dark blanketing the lush green outside your bedroom window, but your stomach refuses to untwist.

Not even the touch of Taehyung’s hand can settle your nerves, despite how familiar it is, cold as ice, hard as marble. He’d climbed in your window at dusk, the way he’s done every night for months now, but tonight the air between you is heavy. Tonight you can barely look at him.

“Jagiya,” his hundred-year-old voice drips, sweet like honey, rich like blood in the quiet of your room. “What’s wrong?”

You haven’t even opened your mouth to answer when his head snaps up, clearly alerted by some sound your weak human ears have yet to pick up on.

Right on time, then.

“Tae,” you murmur softly, bringing one hand up to cup his cheek. Your thumb strokes lovingly over the flawless perfection of his face as your human eyes meet his: rich ochre, deep enough to drown in. He’s well-fed; you made sure that would be the case when you planned this. You need every possible element on your side tonight.

He cuts you off with a growl before you can say more than his name. “Why is that dog here?”

The word spat through his clenched teeth sends a fresh wave of anxiety spiraling through your bloodstream. “Please don’t call him that, Tae.” Your voice is barely more than a whisper. “He’s my best friend. I wanted the three of us to talk.”

You realize you can hear it now, coming up the road: the distant but unmistakable rattle of Jungkook’s motorcycle. It draws closer and closer, until it’s underscored by the crunch of gravel as he pulls into the driveway. When Jungkook finally kills the engine, the silence in your bedroom feels loud.

Taehyung doesn’t speak, but you can tell he’s furious, every muscle in his body pulled tight. His hands curl into fists, flexing restlessly at his sides, and even the well-defined line of his jaw jumps like he’s holding back the urge to tear something apart.

You do the only thing you can think of to calm your boyfriend: you take his face in your hands and pull him in for a deep kiss.

As your lips touch, it finally sinks in: how scared you are about tonight– you’re shaking like a leaf in Taehyung’s arms, even though you know he’d never hurt you. At least not purposefully.

The heat of your mouth seems to distract Taehyung a little, but there’s still fury in his kiss, in the soft growls that he can’t quite suppress as his tongue rolls over yours.

Your bedroom door creaks on its hinges, and you pull away from Taehyung just in time to see a bright smile drop off Jungkook’s face as he stands in the threshold. Your heart plummets into your stomach. Three seconds in and you’ve already ruined everything. How very human of you.

Moving an inch back from Taehyung, you unwind your arms from around his neck and try to regard both of them at once. This conversation suddenly feels much harder to navigate than you’d anticipated.

“Hi, Jungkook,” you say softly. Your best friend is practically glowering in the doorway now.

“I thought you wanted to talk. I don’t need to see him turn you. Or suck your soul out, or whatever.”

You try to stay calm, because someone has to. “It was just a kiss, Jungkook. I meant it, I do want to talk.” Your gaze flits from Jungkook to Taehyung. “To both of you.” As your eyes find Jungkook’s again, you pat the bedspread on your other side. “Will you come sit down?”

Taehyung makes a noise so otherworldly that chills rip up your spine, enough to make you shiver. “He’s fine where he is.”

“Tae,” you turn back to him, your face twisted with emotion. “Please.”

Jungkook crosses into the room with an unhurried confidence despite the slight hesitation in his steps, as if he’s preparing for your boyfriend to lunge at any moment but sure he’d win the fight. To your surprise, he doesn’t follow the path you’d indicated to join you and Taehyung. Instead, he moves to stand in front of you at the foot of the bed, and then–

Your jaw drops as Jungkook, still slow, still confident, sinks to his knees in front of you and Taehyung.

“How’s this?”

“Swearing your loyalty, mutt?” Taehyung snaps.

Jungkook doesn’t even look at him. “Not to you.”

“Thank you, Jungkook,” you murmur softly. “And thank you for coming here. And I’m sorry I haven’t told either of you why.”

“You didn’t even tell me he was coming!” Taehyung interjects, indignant, and you sigh.

“You’re right. And I should have. But you can see why I was scared to, right? I didn’t think either of you would agree if you knew you’d be in the same room.”

They both shrug a little, like they can’t argue with that.

It all starts to well up in your chest before you can focus on remaining rational, the way you’d planned to. The emotions, the pain. Your very human weaknesses.

“I don’t think you two realize how hard this is for me. How hard it is that you feel the way you do about each other,” you begin. “Neither of you can know what it’s like to wake up and feel like you’re being torn in half. But that’s every day for me.”

Jungkook tries to say your name, but falls quiet again when you shake your head.

“It doesn’t feel fair. Any of this. It’s not fair that you’re both…” you pause, searching for the word. “…superhuman, something I may never understand. It’s not fair that I love you both, in such different but equally strong ways, so much sometimes that it feels like my heart might give out. And it’s not fair that you hate each other. That you can’t even be in the same room.”

Taehyung’s icy touch on your skin makes you shiver, and you realize he’s wiping away errant tears that have started to roll down your face.

“And it’s not fair,” you continue, “that you expect me to choose. That there’s supposed to be an answer here. I’ve nearly lost each of you trying to figure it out. So my choice is that I won’t choose. I don’t want either of you if I can’t have both of you.”

“What?!” Taehyung’s eyes flash when he pulls back, as quickly as if you’d just slapped him.

“Listen to me,” you command, your voice laced with determination now. “Taehyung. I love you. You are my soulmate. My person. I want to spend the rest of our lives with you.” You sniff a little, taking a big breath in, and your chest shakes as you let it out again. “But all of that is also true of Jungkook. And I’m tired of pretending it’s not.”

Taehyung blinks, dazed, like he can't believe what you’re saying. When you glance down at Jungkook, still knelt on the floor, a smile is ghosting over his mouth.

“That leech really didn’t understand our bond, huh?” Jungkook asks softly, as if only you can hear the question. “Didn’t understand that I was the one who was there for you, who picked up the pieces when he fucked off to Paris to—”

“Jungkook,” you cut him off, your tone a warning. “Stop. This goes both ways. I love you, but you also need to understand that my feelings for Taehyung are just as strong. That’s not changing even though we’ve hurt each other. We’ve all hurt each other.”

Jungkook falls silent again, and you turn your gaze back to Taehyung. Your heart aches at the unmistakable betrayal you see in his eyes.

“Taehyung,” you breathe. “Please. I can’t be without you. Without either of you. I’m just asking you to try. For me.”

“Well, I don’t need to mull it over.” Before you have a chance to react to his words, Jungkook surges up and kisses you hard on the mouth, and you make a soft noise of surprise against his lips.

You know you should pull away and tell him to stop, but Jungkook’s touch is warm enough to melt, and you lose your focus as your whole world is knocked entirely off-axis. Your head spins when his tongue traces over your bottom lip, and it’s suddenly hard to think about anything else.

Taehyung growls, low in his throat, like the distant rumble of thunder. It’s enough to drag you back, and you break the kiss with a gasp.

As if he can read the expression on your face, Jungkook wordlessly drops down onto the bed on the other side of you. You slide a hand over the firm muscles of his thigh, giving him a reassuring squeeze before turning to face your boyfriend.

Taehyung’s gaze traces over the floorboards, and it’s clear a thousand thoughts are running through his mind, thoughts you wish you could hear for yourself.

“Please hear me, Tae,” you try again, your voice low. “I want you. All of you. Intimately. I know you want that too.” The subject makes his gaze snap up, and you reach for him, a desperate attempt to try and keep him with you.

When you grab Taehyung’s hand, his ice-cold skin is a shock compared to the heat of Jungkook’s body under your other palm. But it’s familiar, it’s comforting, the touch of this man, whom you love so intensely that it terrifies you.

“And I know you’ve been scared to try. Scared of yourself and what might happen,” you continue, and Taehyung nods slowly, his eyes searching yours. “But… maybe this is it. Doesn’t it make sense? If Jungkook is here, it might be easier for you to stay in control with me.”

“And I can protect her if you don’t,” Jungkook adds with a smirk.

“So please, Taehyung.”

He stares at you, and you stare back, waiting for his answer. It finally comes in his husky voice, spoken as reverently as a prayer.

“I would do anything for you.”

The admission is chased by his hand at the back of your neck, pulling you in for a fierce kiss. You’re so relieved that you feel yourself near the verge of tears again, despite the icy thrill that dots up your spine as his mouth moves against yours. Taehyung’s teeth just barely scrape over your bottom lip, and you can’t help whimpering into his mouth in response. Like he’s trying to keep up, you almost instantly feel the heat of Jungkook’s mouth against your skin, his lips and tongue trailing down your neck and along the stretch of your shoulder. You make another soft noise at the way his hands start to roam over your body, restless, searching.

“Take my clothes off,” you pull away from Taehyung’s mouth to command, your eyes flitting up to his. “Let me give myself to you.” You turn to Jungkook. “To both of you.”

In a flash, Jungkook has your shirt over your head, and then it’s his turn to find your lips again, and he’s somehow even more passionate than when he first kissed you tonight.

“So fucking perfect,” Jungkook growls between kisses, and the rasp in his voice makes your nipples tighten under the thin fabric of your bralette. “Wanted this for so long.”

While Jungkook licks into your mouth, Taehyung’s nimble fingers find their way to the button of your jeans, and you lean back on your hands to give him better access. His touch is delicate as he undoes your zipper and starts to shimmy the denim down your legs.

“You too,” you break away from Jungkook to murmur, and you reach down to finish pulling your pants off. “I want to see you both.”

As they each move back from you to stand and disrobe, there’s a tense moment where Taehyung and Jungkook regard each other, and then Jungkook lunges and you scream.

You squeeze your eyes shut at a terrifying sound of something being ripped apart. Panic rises in your chest and makes it impossible to breathe— you don’t know why this was a good idea, you don’t know what you expected, of course this could never work, how stupid could you be— and then you hear Taehyung huff a dark laugh, seemingly unharmed, and your eyes snap open.

And he is. He’s fine. His shirt, however, has been reduced to tatters on your bedroom floor. Jungkook’s smirk is that of a cat who’s just swallowed a canary.

“Very mature of you, mongrel. I take it I’m meant to repay the favor?” Taehyung scoffs, and you keep your eyes open to watch him easily tear Jungkook’s shirt from his body, as if it were made of tissue paper. Your head spins.

Attempting to remember how to breathe is made all the more difficult when you watch them both strip down to their boxers. Your heart flutters in your chest as you realize in this moment how truly beautiful they both are.

Jungkook’s body in particular takes you aback– despite still having the enviably small waist you’ve always teased him for, the rest of him has certainly filled out over the years. He’s broad-shouldered and thick, with firm definition in his arms and abdominals that ripple as he reaches down to shimmy out of his pants.

It’s hard to believe this is the same kid you spent your childhood summers with, sharing secrets and making up stories, the one you used to call ‘Boba Ball’ or ‘Triangle Kimbap’ during the years he refused to cut his hair.

In stark contrast, Taehyung’s body feels like coming home. He’s striking as he always is, all long, lean muscles, a hand-carved statue come to life. Though it’s well into the dead of night now, you swear you can still see the glimmer shifting under his skin, like he’s stepping into full sunlight as he moves toward you. He’s just as brilliant, just as blinding, even in the dim light of your bedroom. Perfection incarnate.

You know it for a fact, can feel it thrumming behind your ribs, as true as the steady beat of your human heart. You love them both, unconditionally and irrevocably.

“Jagiya,” Taehyung breathes as he stands over you where you sit at the edge of the bed. “You’re glowing.” His hand cups your cheek, and you turn your head to press a kiss to the freezing center of his palm.

“I’m so happy, Tae,” you whisper, and he’s smiling softly when you glance back up.

“That’s all I want.”

You can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, and then Jungkook steps in beside him, and it’s like every piece in your heart slots perfectly into place.

“Are you ready?” Jungkook asks. Their superhuman reflexes move so quickly, you feel like you’ve only just begun to nod when two sets of hands are already on you, dragging you up to the head of the bed like you’re light as a feather.

Together, they push you down into the mattress, and then two mouths start to trace over every inch of your skin they can find. They alternate fluidly, everywhere at once: the brush of full lips, the sharp-sweet bite of teeth, the wet wash of a tongue. Your eyes roll back at the overwhelming sensations, and though you can initially tell them apart by the sharp contrast in their skin temperature, it all eventually melds together in your mind until you’re not sure where Taehyung ends and Jungkook begins.

The four hands on your body make quick work of stripping you out of your bralette and panties, and you’re whimpering and writhing and drenched with arousal when a warm tongue circles your nipple while a cold hand starts to creep up towards your center.

Jungkook sucks firmly on the stiff bud in his mouth, and you keen. “Fuck, Koo, oh god.”

Not to be outdone, you feel Taehyung’s teeth very lightly graze over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and your hips shudder as you groan again.

There’s a wet pop as Jungkook releases your breast from his mouth with a soft laugh. “She squirms.”

“She does.” Taehyung’s breath ghosts over your entrance as he answers. He presses a glossy kiss to the crease of your thigh, then slips two smooth, delicate fingers into the wet heat of your pussy, and you outright moan.

“She’s vocal,” Jungkook remarks.

Taehyung crooks his fingers to make you cry out again, and he falls into a steady stroking motion. “She is.”

“You’ve done this before?”

Your breath coming in shallow pants now, you manage to lift yourself up onto your forearms and interject. “We’ve never– not all the way.”

Taehyung smirks at Jungkook as his digits squelch inside of you. “We’ve done enough.”

Jungkook’s eyes drop to your face, and you meet his gaze. He cups one of your breasts in his hand, massaging it in his palm before taking the peak of your nipple between his fingers. You whine as he gently rolls the bud in a circle. “What have you done?” he asks, his voice softer this time.

“What do you think, jagi?” Taehyung answers confidently before you can respond, your pussy still gripping tight around his fingers. “Want to show wolfboy here how well you suck my cock?”

Heat flushes your face at the thought, and Jungkook practically snarls down the bed at Taehyung. “Or maybe you can show me how you eat her out, and then I’ll show you how it’s really done.”

Taehyung’s expression falters just the slightest amount, but it’s enough for Jungkook’s keen senses to notice. “Wait– you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

You shake your head, struggling to keep up, your mind fighting not to give into the euphoria of their hands continuing to work your body. “We haven’t. Tae’s not–”

“What, not a man?” Jungkook snaps, paired with a tug of your nipple. “I could’ve told you that.”

The sigh that escapes your mouth is edged with a moan as Taehyung’s thumb brushes lightly over your clit. “He’s not ready, Jungkook.”

“I’m sorry, he doesn’t want to eat you out because he’s too scared he’ll fucking eat you?”

Taehyung scoffs between your legs, but Jungkook is already shifting to his knees, clearly having heard enough. “That’s it. Turn the fuck over.”

You appreciate the consideration when Jungkook guides you to sit up and get on hands and knees across the width of the bed, nudging you forward so that he can kneel down behind you on the mattress. The positioning is ideal for Taehyung to meet you on the other side.

There’s a cold flash in Taehyung’s eyes as he circles the bed, not unlike a predator stalking prey. Watching him sends more arousal flooding through you, enough that the crux of your thighs is painted with slick when Jungkook encourages them apart from behind.

You can see Taehyung’s length straining against the confines of his underwear as he stands in front of you, and he laughs softly when you reach up to pull him out, too greedy to wait. He’s beautiful, long and hard and weighing heavy in your palm. Your eyes roll up to meet Taehyung’s, deep amber and brimming with lust as you press gentle kisses to the rim of his cockhead.

The wet smack of your mouth is chased with a fluttering whimper when Jungkook slides two fingers through your dripping folds to roughly part your pussy lips. You can feel yourself dripping, can hear the dark hum Jungkook emits in response.

“You look delicious,” he rasps. “Can’t believe this parasite would rather have your blood.”

In hopes it will distract him from Jungkook’s insult, you choose that moment to swallow Taehyung down, and your plan seems to work. Taehyung’s fingers snake through your hair and his head tips back as you stretch your lips over his shaft. You find yourself whining softly around him at the feeling alone, the smooth press of his cock against your tongue.

You hollow your cheeks around Taehyung and slowly begin to suck along his length, eliciting a deep hiss from him, your hand pumping in time at the base where your mouth can’t reach.

It takes a conscious effort to hold in a moan when you feel the first touch of Jungkook’s tongue, dragged thick up your slit like a hot knife through butter. You arch your spine, your body begging for more, and his hands grip the soft flesh of your ass as he spreads you open and indulges.

Jungkook eats you like a man starved, shoving his tongue into your pussy with enough force to slide Taehyung’s cock further into your mouth. Taehyung’s tip teases into the back of your throat, and he groans when you swallow to urge him over the edge.

“Fuck, jagiya,” he pants as you continue to bob up and down, relentless, spurred on by every sloppy pass of Jungkook’s tongue. “If only that mutt could see how good you look with my cock in your mouth.”

Pleased at Taehyung’s praise and choosing to ignore his dig at Jungkook, you lean forward to take even more of him, until the whole of his glass-hard cock is crammed down your throat. You can feel drool welling up on your tongue, can feel your muscles trying not to choke around him, made all the more difficult by the way Jungkook is steadily fucking his tongue into you now.

The shudder of your throat matches the tremble in Taehyung’s hips, and you can tell he’s fighting the urge to push you past the limits of what a human can take.

There’s a part of you that wishes he would.

You gag softly as you pull off of him, giving both of you a moment to collect yourselves. One of Taehyung’s large hands pets over your hair, encouraging, and you drop your forehead down to rest in the crook of your elbow. Without the distraction of sucking Taehyung’s cock, the pleasure of Jungkook’s hot mouth on your pussy is overwhelming, and you can’t help moaning into the mattress.

“God, just like that, Koo.”

Managing to pull yourself back up for more, you coax a soft groan from Taehyung as you start to kitten lick up his shaft. Jungkook pulls away from your center just as you take Taehyung into your mouth again.

“You taste so fucking good. Bloodsucker doesn’t know what he’s missing. But he can enjoy my sloppy seconds.”

The sudden wet sound of Jungkook spitting is so loud that even Taehyung flinches, and your cunt clenches at the slick-splatter feeling. Wasting no time, Jungkook dives back in, eagerly shoving the mix of saliva and arousal into your entrance with his tongue, and it’s all you can do to focus on the cock in your mouth.

Taking Taehyung faster this time, you build up to a steady rhythm, your hands fisting the bed sheets beneath you as you swallow him down. You make an audible gulping sound with each pass, his length dipping over and over into the tight squeeze of your throat. Taehyung can’t hold back, grunting a steady stream of curses as you suck him off just the way he likes.

When Jungkook outright growls between your legs, you feel it more than hear it, and the vibrations that roll through you are enough to make your toes curl. You pull most of the way off, sliding your lips down Taehyung’s shaft to suckle at the head of his cock as you whimper gently around him.

With his fingertips gripping your ass bruising-hard, Jungkook’s lips slide up your folds until he finds the underside of your clit. Your thighs quiver violently when his tongue darts out for one rough flick over the sensitive bud. There’s no stifling the way you moan when Jungkook repeats the action, again and again, falling into a steady lapping rhythm that makes your whole body shake.

His mouth is so wet and so warm that you completely lose your ability to multitask. Your jaw goes slack around Taehyung’s length, drool spilling onto the sheets beneath you until Taehyung finally withdraws. You don’t have enough space in your brain to try and stroke his ego to keep things fair— you’re entirely lost in the heat of Jungkook’s tongue over your clit. Your hips shove back toward Jungkook’s face to grind against his mouth, your own tongue lolling out as you pant and moan.

An ice cold hand tangling in your hair is enough to get your eyes to refocus, and you glance up at Taehyung just in time for his grip to tighten. The sting of it sparkles like diamonds against your scalp as he forces your head back and watches you fuck yourself on Jungkook’s tongue.

“Feels good, jagiya?” Taehyung purrs, speaking up to be heard over the gasps and slurps of Jungkook as his mouth works your pussy, drinking up every drop.

You can’t think or speak, can’t do anything except nod dumbly and try to keep your eyes from rolling up into your skull. Taehyung cranes your head back another inch and you whimper at the pressure. “Gonna come on puppy’s tongue?”

“Uh-huh,” you manage to choke out, and you outright keen when two of Taehyung’s slender fingers reach down to find one of your nipples and twist. The shock of pleasure-pain rips through your whole body, and fuck, it’s enough. Taehyung drops his grip on your hair just as your orgasm hits, and your head bounces against the mattress as you collapse into shuddering moans, your body trembling all over.

Your thighs threaten to give out, but Jungkook’s hands find purchase under your hips to keep you up. You let him hold your weight entirely like it’s nothing at all, his face and tongue still buried in you as your pussy gushes and flutters around him.

Everything eventually softens into the warm glow of comedown, your moans dissolving to gentle whimpers, and then Jungkook slowly lowers you to the mattress. His hands slip down to keep your thighs pulled apart, and he leans in for a few more licks to your cunt, your whole body shivering with oversensitivity at each pass until he finally relents.

“First orgasm’s mine,” Jungkook remarks, like it’s casual.

You glance up to see Taehyung baring his teeth, and you roll onto your side despite how heavy your limbs still feel. “I’ll make her come harder. Let me taste you next, jagi.”

“Tae, wait,” you murmur, pushing yourself up onto your hands. “Are you sure you’re ready?”

Jungkook’s smug response comes first. “How about you do it while I fuck her?”

“What?!”

If your heart wasn’t still racing from the orgasm, it would be now at the way Taehyung’s eyes are fixed on Jungkook, like he wants to tear him limb from limb. But Jungkook just keeps talking, as if it doesn’t scare him in the slightest.

“She’s got two holes, right? If I take her in the ass, her pussy’s yours. It’s like she said— if you can’t stand me, maybe it’ll tone down the desire to, you know. Have a snack.”

There’s a visible tremor in Taehyung’s jaw as he attempts to keep himself under control. When he speaks, his voice is strained with the effort of holding back. “You’re not putting anything… anywhere until after I do. I don’t care which fucking hole it is.”

At this, you finally interject. “Taehyung’s right, Jungkook.”

The staring contest ends as they both look down at you, and your eyes jump back and forth between them as you shift onto your knees on the mattress. “We’ve wanted this and talked about it for so long. It’s only fair that he be my… first.”

Jungkook, to your surprise, seems unbothered. “That’s fine. So long as I’m your second.”

“Lay the fuck down, jagi,” Taehyung growls.

You follow the command and Taehyung settles between your thighs with a determined cold-steel gaze, his knees sinking soft divots into the mattress. He fists at his throbbing-hard cock as you spread yourself for him, and when he lines himself up with your entrance, you hook your legs over his hips.

In the dim light, there’s an ice-shimmer sheen on his cock, still glossed with your drool. The tip nudges at your center, and you’re drenched for him, you can feel it, slick from Jungkook’s mouth and wet with your own arousal that drips down to coat his waiting length.

A shiver runs through you at the touch of Taehyung’s hand over yours, and he turns your palm up so he can interlace your fingers together.

“Jagiya,” Taehyung murmurs. “I love you.”

His free hand slips down to anchor over your hip, and then you feel him, the glass-cold weight of his cock starting to press into you, long and impossibly hard.

“Oh god, Taehyung,” you gasp, your head kicking back against the bed. “I love you, too. So much.”

You have to shut your eyes to focus on the feeling, on adjusting to the stretch of him, your brow furrowing as you try to breathe through it.

The warm brush of a callused hand over your cheek instantly softens your expression, and your eyes flutter open again to take in Jungkook above you. His warm familiarity makes you smile, as does the sweet expression on his face as he hovers over you.

“Hi,” Jungkook says simply, and you tip your chin up enough for him to understand what you want. He leans forward and his mouth captures yours in an upside-down kiss, one that you can’t help but gasp into when Taehyung fully bottoms out inside you.

Jungkook pulls back as your breath flutters into his mouth. “Is it okay? He’s not hurting you?”

You shake your head, eyes dropping closed as Jungkook trails kisses along the line of your jaw and down your neck. “God, you took him so well.” His voice smolders against your skin.

As if attempting to regain your focus, you feel Taehyung’s hand slip between your legs. His thumb begins to trace gentle circles over your clit, and your walls clench around him in response. “Oh fuck, Tae.”

“Can I move, jagi?” he grunts, and you nod, punctuated with a soft whimper.

“Please, Tae. I need to feel you.”

You barely get the words out before Jungkook’s mouth finds yours again, and your tongue licks hungrily against his as Taehyung slowly starts to move. His cock is so thick, heavy and smooth like marble as he glides over your ridges, and you moan eagerly against Jungkook, gripping the back of his neck like a lifeline as Taehyung’s hips fall into a steady rhythm.

“Oh my god,” you have to break away from Jungkook to gasp. “Oh my god, Tae.”

“Bet that tight little pussy feels so good,” Jungkook murmurs, lips brushing over your ear. When he pulls back, you open your eyes to take him in.

“Jungkook,” you nearly whine his name, overwhelmed at the way Taehyung has started to jostle you on his cock. “Wanna make you feel good too.”

The pads of his fingertips trace delicately over your cheek, and then his thumb slips down to pull at your bottom lip.

“Do you wanna take my cock in this pretty mouth?” The hand tracing over your lip slips lower, until his warm palm is closed over the column of your neck. You can feel the heat of him in every beat of your pulse, the hummingbird thrum of your very human heart. “And let me fuck your throat?”

An overwhelming desire to be filled from both ends makes your breath stutter in your chest, and you grip his forearm with both of your hands, nails digging into his warm skin. “Y-yes, Jungkook,” you answer, working hard to get the words out with how heavy Taehyung is stroking into you. “I need it.”

Jungkook dips forward to brush his lips over yours again, just the lightest touch. “I love you,” he murmurs softly against your mouth.

“I love you,” you repeat, your voice a near whisper.

Another kiss, and he’s smiling when he pulls back. “Be a good girl and open up for me.”

As Jungkook steps away to tug down and step out of his boxers, you feel Taehyung slow his thrusts, and then you gasp a little at how deep his cock sinks into you when he shifts forward to push you both up the bed.

“You feel so good, jagi,” Taehyung groans, and you can’t help but whimper when he moves you easily, grabbing your legs and slinging them roughly over his shoulders.

A yelp escapes your lips when Taehyung hooks his arms over your thighs and pulls them flush to his chest, causing your ass to lift off the mattress entirely. With the way he has you bent, the majority of your weight should be resting in your arms and upper back pressed flat to the bed, possibly painfully. But Taehyung holds you up so effortlessly that you feel like you weigh nothing at all.

The angle also shoves you just far enough back that your head tips over the edge of the bed, and you’re grateful for this small concession from Taehyung, to let Jungkook have his way peacefully, because he knows it’s what you want, too.

As Jungkook steps in to hover over you, Taehyung starts to bounce you on his cock again, and he fills you up so perfectly like this that you can only moan, your head tilting all the way back.

Jungkook’s hands pet down the length of your neck until he finds your breasts, angled up toward him and jiggling with every fierce thrust as Taehyung picks up the pace. You whimper when Jungkook’s palms close around your tits, and you feel the head of his dick toy at your bottom lip, gliding wet with precum that has already started to leak from his slit.

Letting your eyes flutter closed, you give yourself over to the pleasure welling up inside of you and stick your tongue out to guide Jungkook in. His groan is nearly a growl as his cock presses into your mouth to weigh your tongue down heavy, then slips even further back until he’s teasing at the clench of your throat.

The stretch of being used by both of them lights you up all the way through, like a live wire.

For a moment, you find yourself wishing that you weren’t human, that they didn’t have to worry about being gentle to keep you from getting hurt, that Jungkook and Taehyung could truly do whatever they wanted to you.

The thought is exciting and terrifying, and your heart skips a beat in your chest.

Jungkook holds himself still once he’s pushed all the way in, and your throat bulges up at the width of him. You have to remind yourself that at least for now, you are human, and you need to keep breathing.

Taehyung is thrusting balls-deep into your pussy now, and though Jungkook hasn’t started his own strokes yet, the way Taehyung shoves into you is enough to gently rock Jungkook’s length back and forth in the heat-clutch of your throat.

You hear Jungkook moan above you. “Oh fuck yeah, just like that.”

His hips just barely start to move in time, out to match each of Taehyung’s thrusts in, back into your throat every time Taehyung’s cock drags out of your cunt. All you can do is lay there and take it from both of them, a fragile fucktoy, drool slipping down your chin while Jungkook’s hands knead at your breasts and Taehyung’s thumb rolls over your clit.

“Look so good like this,” Taehyung grunts as he presses his lips to your calf hooked over his shoulder. “Wanna make you come on my cock, jagi.”

The plea makes you moan enough to gag around Jungkook, and he relents to let you catch your breath, strings of spit spider-webbing out of your mouth as you pant and laugh a little.

“Fuck me harder, Taehyung,” you breathe. “I can take it.”

It feels like you might bruise from the intensity at which Taehyung begins to stroke into you at your command, but it’s so good, you can’t imagine ever caring about the marks he’ll leave behind. The slap of skin on skin is loud, the way you moan louder still. The pleasure of it rushes up in your bloodstream and hits hard enough to make you dizzy, and the relentless rub of Taehyung’s thumb over your clit pushes you to the edge overwhelmingly quickly.

“Jungkook,” you gasp, your head tipping back towards him. “Please. Want you in my mouth when I come.”

“God,” Jungkook groans, nearly laughing as he slips his thick cock between your lips again. “You are so fucking hot.”

You take Jungkook back into your mouth, and you can already feel your walls starting to flutter around Taehyung as his cock plunges into you over and over. Jungkook’s heavy breathing and Taehyung’s strangled moans mix together in a discordant harmony, underscored by the wet sounds of your throat and your pussy as they fuck you from both ends. Your orgasm mounts, coiling tight in your core, undeniable now.

“That’s it, jagiya,” Taehyung groans. “Come for us.”

You nearly sob around Jungkook’s shaft as you reach your peak, your hips shoving up wildly in Taehyung’s grasp, your entire body overwhelmed by pleasure. Wave after wave of it washes through you, and your pussy pulses for what feels like an eternity, soaking Taehyung’s length in your juices.

Jungkook pulls out again to let you breathe, and you collapse back against the bed. The rush of air into your lungs is so sharp that it stings a little. Your heartbeat slams in your chest as Taehyung withdraws too, and then he leans down to cover your body with his.

His perfect lips find yours and he kisses you deeply, and it takes all the effort you have left to move your mouth against his.

“You’re beautiful, jagiya,” Taehyung murmurs against your skin. “You feel like heaven.”

“I love you, Taehyung,” you manage to whisper back.

“Aw,” Jungkook’s voice drips thick with sarcasm, and you’re ashamed to realize that you’d momentarily forgotten his presence. “What a lovely couple. Guess that orgasm makes the score one-to-one, huh Tae-Tae?”

You shiver a little at the loss of Taehyung’s body over yours as he gets to his feet, inhumanly fast, to move towards Jungkook.

“You know, I have no idea what she sees in you,” Taehyung scoffs.

Jungkook barks a laugh. “That’s fine. ‘Cause pretty soon you’ll be seeing me in her.”

Your heart is in your throat as you watch the two of them circle each other, their eyes burning with hatred. A low warning sound reverberates from between Taehyung’s teeth, but Jungkook just keeps going. “What do you think, bloodsucker? Ready to try eating pussy now that you’re not a virgin anymore?”

“I’d much prefer dog for my next meal, if I’m honest,” Taehyung spits.

“I’d love to see you try.”

“Please.” Your voice comes out shattered, and you kneel up on the bed, grabbing both of them by the bicep in a feeble human attempt to pull them apart. You know you don’t have the real strength to move either of them, but they clearly choose to relent, each taking a few reluctant steps back.

“I want both of you,” you exclaim, close to tears. “Please, please don’t fight.”

There’s a tense moment of silence, and you break it the only way you can think to. “Jungkook,” you shift to better face him. “You really meant what you said? About taking me… in the ass?”

Jungkook’s eyes widen as he fumbles for his words. “I-I mean, we don’t have to. I was just saying shit to make him mad, really.”

“But do you want to?” you press him.

Jungkook blinks. “I want to do anything with you,” he says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world, and your heart melts open.

“I want it, too.”

“I– really?”

You nod, unashamed. “I’ve tried it before, by myself. And I want that with you.”

“How many fingers?” Jungkook’s eyes go dark with lust when he asks the question.

“Two,” you breathe.

His mouth pulls into a dirty smile. “Might have to work you up to three if you want to take me.”

“Taehyung?” You turn towards him when you ask for his consent to continue, and he answers by leaning in for a kiss that steals all the air from your lungs.

Your kisses deepen and intensify until they’re a clash of tongues and teeth as Taehyung joins you to kneel on the bed. Jungkook disappears off to dig through your bathroom cabinets, and there’s a smug look on his face when he returns with a bottle of lube in hand.

Hands still clutching at Taehyung’s neck, you break the kiss momentarily to look over your shoulder as Jungkook settles behind you, and you spread your knees wide for him. The snap of the bottle cap is loud in the quiet of your bedroom, and it’s chased by the thick squelch of Jungkook depositing lube onto his waiting fingers.

“This shit’s cold,” he complains, and you laugh softly against Taehyung’s mouth.

“Everything feels cold to you.”

You reach back with one hand to better spread yourself for him, and then you whimper as you feel Jungkook’s warm, wet fingers start to trace over the rim of your hole.

It feels like you can barely catch your breath before Taehyung’s mouth is on yours again, kissing you hungrily. His teeth roll over your bottom lip, and you moan into his mouth as Jungkook simultaneously pushes a finger into your ass.

Hot pleasure overwhelms you as Jungkook slips all the way in, and Taehyung’s marble lips release yours to trail an icy path over your jaw.

“Fuck, Koo,” you groan as you adjust to the stretch of him, already so much better than your own touch. “I need another.”

“God,” Jungkook exhales in disbelief. “I’ll try. You’re so fuckin’ tight back here.” Attempting to work you open, he starts to rock his finger slowly in and out of you, and you whine again.

The glass-cold touch of Taehyung’s hand brushing over your hip makes you jump a little, and then he traces further down to roll his fingers over your clit, and your spine arches. The soft circles he begins to trace melt you open, and you can feel every muscle in your body slacken, including the tight ring swallowing up Jungkook’s finger.

It’s just enough that he’s able to squeeze a second in.

“Look at that,” Jungkook chuckles darkly. “The leech is helping.”

You wrap a hand firmly around Taehyung’s cock, jutting up proudly between his legs, if only for a tether to ground you, to keep you from slipping out of your body entirely. Taehyung’s groan shudders over your skin as you slowly start to pump his diamond-hard length.

Jungkook doesn’t let up, scissoring his digits inside of you, and you press your hips back to beg for more until he’s shoved in to the hilt.

Taehyung’s deep voice purrs in your ear. “You smell incredible, jagiya.” There’s a sheen to his ochre eyes when you glance up at him. You’re not scared, not really, but your pulse quickens in your throat nevertheless. You know he can hear it, too.

“Tae,” you breathe, unable to get more words out, not with the way Jungkook’s fingers are relentlessly fucking your ass open.

Taehyung ducks his head and you gasp at the cold shock of his tongue when he full-on licks up the side of your neck. He keeps going, tonguing you in thick, slow drags, starting to groan softly in the back of his throat with each one. You let your head tip back to allow him access to more of your skin as you continue to work his cock in your hand.

You know you’re dancing with the devil, especially when you feel the lightest scrape of his teeth over your neck, but it feels too good to stop.

There’s a slow burn stretch at your rim as Jungkook just barely manages to fit a third finger past it. You will your body to relax so you can take him all the way inside, and you can’t help but moan at the overwhelming fullness. “Oh my fucking god, Koo.”

“Look so pretty on my fingers like this,” Jungkook grunts, pairing his words with a harsh slap to your asscheek that makes you yelp. “Can’t wait to see what you look like on my cock.”

Like a reflex, Taehyung growls against your neck, and you tremble at the feeling, at the sound of his teeth grinding together so close to your throbbing pulse.

“Taehyung,” you choke out as you release your grip on his cock and Jungkook’s fingers withdraw from your ass. You take Taehyung’s face in your hands, forcing him to meet your gaze. “Do you want to taste me?” His eyes flash dark with lust as he nods.

Jungkook is already shifting to sit at the edge of the bed, and he reaches for the lube again to pour more out, hissing softly as he fists the sticky gloss over his thick shaft. His legs part to give you room, and you back your ass up towards him. You can’t help but squeak a little when his hands close over your hips and he picks you up, your feet hovering an inch above the floor.

“Spread your legs,” Jungkook instructs, and you do. “Pull your knees up and rest your feet on my thighs.” You nervously find your footing over his firm muscles, but you’re a little scared to bear your full weight down.

Jungkook laughs when he realizes why you’re hesitating. “You can’t hurt me, it’s okay.”

At his encouragement, you press your feet more firmly into Jungkook’s thighs, your own legs shaking slightly with tense anticipation. He keeps his hands gripped tight to your hips, heat radiating out from where his palms press against your skin, and his voice is thick with lust when he speaks again.

“That’s it, baby. Line it up for me.”

You reach behind you to wrap your hand around his cock, and you can feel it pulsing hotly as you arch back to let his tip kiss against your rim.

“Go slow,” you breathe, and Jungkook leans in to press a kiss to your shoulder.

“‘Course I will. Don’t wanna hurt you.”

Inch by inch, he gently starts to sink you down to sheath him, pausing periodically to give you time to adjust. Your mouth drops open at the overwhelming feeling of Jungkook’s thickness stretching you open. It’s so intense that you want to squirm, to run away, the soles of your feet flexing restlessly against his thighs.

Your eyes flutter open again to find Taehyung knelt down, watching the two of you intently with a soft furrow in his brow.

“Tae,” you murmur. “Need your mouth.”

That’s all you have to say, and then he’s crawling towards you, settling on his knees between Jungkook’s spread legs. You shiver at the touch of Taehyung’s fingers as he pulls the lips of your pussy apart, and then he leans in to swipe his tongue through your folds just as Jungkook drops you an inch lower on his cock, and you whine loudly at the sweet rush of pleasure.

“Just like that,” you gasp to both of them, your head lolling back against Jungkook’s chest. “Oh, fuck.”

Taehyung’s tongue traces down to your entrance, slurping greedily at the wetness pooled there before dragging back up to your clit. The mirror-cold slide of his wet mouth over you is incredible, enough to make your toes curl when paired with the pressure of Jungkook’s hot cock pushing into your ass.

You feel the tight muscle of your rim spasm, and you sink another inch down, causing Jungkook to groan harshly in response. Just as you realize that you can feel his thighs flush against your asscheeks, his voice is in your ear.

“That’s it, baby. Took all of me in this tight little ass.”

“You feel so good, Koo,” you whimper, turning over your shoulder to find his mouth with yours. “So big,” you groan against his lips, and he smiles back.

As if to distract you, Taehyung’s teeth just barely brush over the hood of your clit, and you nearly bite Jungkook’s bottom lip off. You pull back to look down at Taehyung, and he smiles shyly between your thighs, feigning innocence.

“Watch it, bloodsucker,” Jungkook mutters, his voice strained. “Guess you need more practice.”

“No,” you manage to gasp, struggling to catch your breath between the two of them. “I liked it. Please, Tae.”

Taehyung leans in to repeat the motion, and the scrape of his teeth sends a hot spark of pain through you, enough to make your eyes squeeze shut and every muscle in your body pull taut. You can hear Jungkook groan behind you as your ass clenches around his cock like a vice.

“Shit,” Jungkook’s voice over your shoulder startles you slightly. Your lashes flutter open in time to see him reach his foot out and nudge at Taehyung’s thigh, not particularly gentle. “Keep fucking doing that.”

Taehyung obliges, alternating gentle passes of his tongue with increasingly rough drags of his teeth across your sensitive bud. The steady swings between pleasure and pain make your head spin, until Taehyung’s husky voice drags you back from the brink of all-encompassing pleasure.

“You’re dripping, jagiya.”

You whimper, unable to form words to respond, and then you can only moan as you feel one of Taehyung’s delicate fingers work itself into the heat of your pussy with a wet squelch.

“Pup’s so big and you’re so little,” Taehyung continues. “There’s no room left. Can barely get a finger in here.”

“I want to take you too, Tae,” you plead. “I want both of you.” It’s not just want at this point– you’re more sure than ever that you have to have this, both of them, together. “Please.”

Taehyung’s face darkens with concern. “We’ll break you.”

“Then break me,” you practically growl. “I need it.”

You’re expecting Taehyung to argue back, forever concerned for your safety, but to your surprise, he surges up to kiss you instead. A soft whimper spills from your mouth into his, and you tangle your fingers in his long dark hair and taste him until he pulls away.

As if to beckon him in, you wordlessly tilt your hips toward Taehyung as best you can with Jungkook’s thick cock still fully sheathed in your ass. Taehyung’s hands sink into the mattress on either side of Jungkook’s hips as he positions himself in front of you.

“Breathe, jagi,” Taehyung reminds you.

Your lungs burn as you inhale deep, and you try desperately to relax as you feel the tip of his glass-hard length teasing at your drenched entrance. Taehyung slowly starts to push in, and your hands search for purchase along the lean, flexing muscles in his arms, your nails attempting to scratch over skin that won’t give.

There’s a steady throb between your legs as Taehyung gently nestles himself all the way into your cunt, his cock pressed tight to Jungkook’s with only the thin barrier of your body between them. This feeling of fullness is beyond anything you’ve ever experienced, and the sensation of taking both of them at once is overwhelming. It’s spine-chilling cold and blood-boiling heat all in one, their cocks crammed so deep inside you that you swear you can feel them in your throat.

“Fuck,” Jungkook hisses, and he can’t quite hide the waver of pleasure that paints his voice. “Your dick’s fucking cold.”

“You’re actually just a fucking furnace,” Taehyung spits back, but it’s chased with a soft groan. 

Your mind lags, dazed with pleasure, but it slowly occurs to you that the temperature combination must feel equally good for them. Even if their egos won’t let them admit it.

“Move.” No one is more shocked than you at the commanding tone of your voice when you speak. “Both of you. Stop talking and fuck me.”

Jungkook acts first, his hands tightening on your hips to lift you, and the tight clutch of your ass dragging up the length of his cock makes you both gasp. Taehyung watches closely as Jungkook falls into a steady rhythm, and then he starts to roll his hips to match it, thrusting into your pussy each time Jungkook pulls your ass back down over his cock.

None of you can keep your composure or bite back your moans now, the pressure of their cocks simultaneously fucking into you feels too good. You can hear Jungkook panting in your ear, can see a muscle flexing in Taehyung’s jaw as he groans with every upstroke, and you begin to shove your hips up in time with their motions, your feet pressing firmly against Jungkook’s thighs for leverage.

“That’s it, baby,” Jungkook grunts. “Fucking ride us.”

Taehyung shifts slightly, putting all his weight into one hand to lift the other off the mattress and toy with your clit. You keen as he rolls it between his thumb and index finger, and you feel the chill of his mouth close over the slope of your neck.

“Oh fuck, Tae,” you whine as he starts to suck hard against your skin, enough that you’re sure he’ll leave a mark. You can feel every muscle in your body tightening, a dam of arousal threatening to burst deep inside of you, and something primal awakens there.

In this moment, you know exactly what you need.

“Taehyung,” you groan softly, and you already know he wants it too. “Do it, Tae. Please. Bite me.”

“Do not fucking turn her,” Jungkook growls, slamming your ass down so hard on his thighs that you nearly choke on a gasp. Taehyung’s mouth sucks even harder, right over your pulse point.

“No, no,” you protest. “Just a little drink, Tae. Please. It felt so good last time, I know. We both want it.” You’re outright begging, insatiable– your eyes threaten tears with how badly you really do want this, need this.

Like it takes every ounce of strength he has, Taehyung manages to pull himself off your neck, his hips still pistoning into you. “Jagi, I–I’ll frenzy. I’ll hurt you.”

You shake your head. “Jungkook is here, you can stop yourself. I know you can. Please, Tae, if you love me.”

As if those words were all he needed to hear, you see Taehyung rear back, and then you scream as his teeth pierce the skin of your neck. “It’s good Taehyung, it’s good,” you choke out, trying to keep it together. Your breath comes ragged now, in harsh, broken sobs.

Taehyung is loud when he drinks from you, slurping and gasping and groaning unabashedly, and you shiver violently at the icy wash of his tongue circling over your wounds.

The world begins to blur at the edges, bleeding out, like time itself is slowing. You feel your climax winding tighter inside of you even as your body starts to go weak, held up like a ragdoll in Jungkook’s grip as they both continue to fuck you full.

Jungkook growls like a clap of thunder, and it’s enough to bring Taehyung back to his senses. His head snaps up angrily, your blood momentarily forgotten. You just barely manage to focus your gaze on Taehyung’s face to see him bare his teeth in a vicious snarl at Jungkook, more monster than man.

“What is it, pup? Want a taste?”

Your mind moves slowly, and just as you think to yourself that Jungkook will scoff at the very idea, maybe even try to fight Taehyung for suggesting it, a new sensation flutters against your neck. It’s unmistakable, the touch of Jungkook’s tongue over the same spot, hot enough to burn the delicate skin that was just made so cold by Taehyung’s mouth.

“Oh fuck,” you moan loudly.

“It’s good, isn’t it?” Taehyung purrs, chased with a dark laugh, and your mind is too dizzy to know which of you he’s asking.

“She’s sweet,” Jungkook confirms, and your eyes roll back at the warmth of his tongue when it returns to your neck. Taehyung laughs even louder.

“He’s not gonna leave any for me. Can I give you one more set, jagi?”

“Please,” you gasp. “I’m so fucking close, Tae.”

Your head feels heavy on your neck now, and it takes all the strength you have to look at Taehyung when you feel the brush of his marble palm against your cheek. “I love you,” he murmurs, and then there’s an animal sound as his teeth tear a fresh gash into the other side of your neck.

Two cocks filling you, two tongues drinking you, your mind at the precipice of blacking out, the sweet pleasure-pain of ice and fire twisting all the way through your body: it’s all too much. Taehyung’s second bite sends you violently over the edge, and your vision goes black as you come with a strangled scream. White noise roars in your ears like TV static, and you feel the unmistakable throb of two loads filling you up simultaneously as your cunt pulses in an endless, overwhelming orgasm.

A voice somewhere in the back of your mind asks if these might be your final moments alive, if this shaky inhale you can barely take is the last breath you’ll ever breathe, and then the world goes dark as you lose consciousness entirely.

~*~

You wake up with a deep gasp, like coming up for air.

You’ve been laid flat on your back on the bed, and you sit up so fast your head spins, making it momentarily impossible to focus on anything. You squeeze your eyes shut again, trying to steady yourself.

“Oh thank god,” Taehyung’s worried voice comes from your right side, and you feel both of his hands close over yours. “I was just about to call Seokjin. Do you still want me to?”

The thought of having to explain any of this to Taehyung’s adoptive father makes your face burn with embarrassment.

“No, no, Tae,” you manage to croak. “I’m fine, seriously. Don’t call him.”

“You’re lucky,” you hear Jungkook scoff from your left. “I had about five more seconds left of you playing dead before I was going to tear vampy here to shreds. Guess there’s always next time.”

You wrench your eyes open in disbelief to find Taehyung and Jungkook staring at you, brows creased with worry.

“N-next time?”

“Do you still want that, jagiya?” Taehyung asks softly, and you have to swallow down the urge to cry. “You still want both of us?”

“More than anything,” you choke out, eyes darting between the two of them, trying to take them both in at once. “I-I’m sorry I pushed myself too hard, but please, I still need–”

“It’s okay,” Taehyung interrupts you. “We clearly all got caught up in the moment. I’m just glad you’re okay. And now we know better, for… next time.”

You still can’t believe what you’re hearing, and you turn to look at Jungkook, trying to make sense of it.

Jungkook just shrugs. “Neither of us have ever felt anything close to what we felt tonight. I mean, it was insane. And we both love you, that much is obvious. So as long as you’re still breathing, I guess we’re gonna have to learn to play nice.”

Taehyung laughs darkly as your jaw drops open. “It’s true, jagiya. I never would’ve believed it before tonight. But, despite all odds, it would seem we’ve found a way to… compromise.”

lol i'm so sorry this was the dumbest thing i've ever written bye

#jungkook smut #taehyung smut #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #taekook x reader #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #jungkook x y/n #taehyung x y/n #bts twilight AU #bts smut #bts crack #i am insane bye

[woncon]

☼ wake up !

or four drabbles about waking up beside your boyfriends

☼various poly bts pairs x gn!reader

☼estabilished poly relationships, one swear word (damn), nicknames, kissing

☼special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

☼bts masterlist | main masterlist

☼ jin ┊ namjoon ☼

a rattling wakes you from your sweet sleep. something heavy has fallen to the floor. tired, you whimper and dive deeper into the blanket to protect yourself from the outside world: the sound, the sunlight coming through the window and the cold.

"damn," you hear the swearing as someone crawls back on the bed, wrapping their arms around your waist. you realise that the chill you felt was due to the fact that he wasn't lying behind you.

"did you fall, joonie?" you look out from under the duvet with half-closed eyes. the answer is an annoyed hum. "are you okay?" he buries his face in your neck and nods.

"go back to sleep. jin's alarm will go off soon, but you can rest until then."

you sigh and pull him closer to your back.

"you too." you roll over him, squeezing him a little, eliciting a surprised groan from him, and bury your head in his chest, pushing him further into the mattress. "i won't let you fall down again." namjoon smiles at how sweet you are half asleep, before sleeping again.

☼ hoseok ┊ yoongi ☼

you wake up to a gentle caress. the skin of your face, neck and shoulders tingle gratefully with the touch.

"what time is it? what day is it? what year is it? where am i? who am i?" you mutter a barrage of questions as you find yourself confronted with hoseok's smile and loving gaze. you usually wake up to this beautiful sight, and each time pushes you into oblivion: only he exists.

"haha, i ask the same question every time i see you two" hoseok giggles, then starts stroking and arranging your hair like you used to do with his.

"shut up!", yoongi groans tiredly, and then, hugging the other boy tighter, he presses a kiss on his shoulder, burying his head in the smaller boy's neck.

"grumpy sleepyhead," you laugh, and crawl closer to them, pushing the blanket a little lower over your body so you can hug more effectively.

yoongi sighs a couple of times and settles in again before kissing you to let you know that he is fine, that everything was fine with the nap, but that he would like to rest.

"another half an hour?" hoseok offers to the man lying behind him.

"one."

"fine, but you'll do the breakfast then" you agree, and greet hobie with a morning kiss.

"hmn." the eldest reaches out his arm to gently caress your waist until your wakefulness wears off.

☼ taehyung ┊ jungkook ☼

in the morning your only wish is to wake up in the arms of your boyfriends. although this is achieved, waking up now is unpleasant because of the noise it causes.

"it can't be true," jungkook mutters angrily, unbelievingly, against the thin skin of your neck, hugging you tighter. he wants to hide behind you, but when the horrible concert refuses to end, he groans crankily.

he sighs contently as he presses the pillow over his head, revealing more of his upper-body artistry: the sharp lines of his shoulders, his biceps and triceps, his abdominal wall thanks to the sliding blanket.

you're not happy about his estrangement, but you accept and understand it, hoping both of you get back to your dreams.

you imagine his chubby cheeks, parted locks and half-open eyes, so that you can go back to sleep, but the activity is precluded by the noise from outside.

"who's the idiot who mows the lawn at 4.30 a.m. on a sunday?" taehyung grumbles to his partners, or rather to you, that he is now half awake, but not in the mood.

"our neighbor, auntie kwon's daughter, who's been grumpy from the first moment she saw us."

"what can i say, she's off to a good start on her first day at her mother's." the eldest clings to you, pulls his body up on the bed and buries his head in the pillow. "i don't think i'll sleep until tonight." he declares that he's given up trying, unlike jungkook, who shows no signs of life except for breathing, so you conclude that his plan worked and he's taking a nap successfully.

"i'll join you," you announce, and kiss him. you're lucky to open your eyes, because it means you get to share in the sight of taehyung's first smile of the day. your heart melts, and only continues to flow as the other pulls the blanket over you to give you a more private kiss.

getting lost in the sound of your kissing and your occasional bursts of laughter, it feels like the lawn mower has been turned down. only you and taehyung exist, this is your own realm under the covers.

but the world will only be complete when jungkook resigns himself to the fact that he can no longer nap and climbs under the blanket, hoping to get some of the innocent love you are showering on each other.

his dreams come true, as taehyung leans over you and greets him with his lips, and you do the same after turning to him. meanwhile, taehyung is kissing your neck with sloppy kisses, and every area he can reach from the top of your pyjamas.

you'll sink into the tender caress: in this loving, sensual atmosphere, there's no room for anything heavy or distracting, neither of your minds focused on the song of the fierce shearing tool, but on each other, on the more precious, priceless spiritual factors.

☼ jimin ┊ yoongi ☼

you prefer to be woken by jimin, because you don't like ringtones, and he wakes the earliest of the three of you, snuggled up to your neck.

"pretty" this is how he starts the process, with little caresses and pecks. he continues to call and caress you until you wake up, embracing him, expressing that you are awake.

"good morning!" you return his many pecks with a kiss, then turn to your other side. if yoongi is not hanging around your waist then usually by morning he is facing the wall.

now it's your turn to wake up. you cover the free skin with your lips, and you're satisfied when the boy whimpers, it's a state of half-sleep.

"love!" you nuzzle against his body, whispering sweetly. you're getting a little chilly, you've pulled the covers off during the night. "chim and i want to cuddle you before breakfast." the boy, as if yoongi sees something of him, nods vigorously.

"hug each other," he murmurs, uninterested in the subject.

"are you trading us for sleep? is that what this is about?" you gasp in indignation, disappointment at his reaction. before you can really believe he's that mean, he flashes a yoongi grin and pulls you into his embrace. a surprised chuckle breaks out from you, and as jimin joins in, the three of you laugh at nothing, at sweet nothingness.

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[twilight-lavender]

"When we were getting married"

one shot

The hall was a canvas painted with the most exquisite flowers from around the world. Roses, peonies, and hydrangeas cascaded down the walls like waterfalls of petals, their scent a sweet symphony to the senses. The fairy lights, now like a constellation of stars, twinkled above, casting a celestial glow on the guests who were whispering in awe.

Sheer curtains, the color of the softest dawn, billowed gently, dancing to the silent music of the evening breeze. They framed the panoramic windows which unveiled a scene so serene, it could only be the work of nature's finest artist. The rolling hills, cloaked in emerald, dipped gracefully into the tranquil lake, its surface a mirror reflecting the ballet of the skies.

The guests, adorned in their finery, took their seats on chairs entwined with ribbons of ivy and blooms, their eyes reflecting the golden hour that bathed the world in a warm, amber light. The air was alive with anticipation, every heart beating in harmony with the quiet rustle of the leaves outside.

Taehyung stands resolute at the altar, his hands clasped in front of him, betraying a hint of nervous energy. The tailored beige suit he wears is a testament to his impeccable style, fitting him like a second skin. The white shirt underneath is pristine, its top button secured, giving him an air of formal elegance.

The soft strains of a violin fill the room, wrapping the guests in a blanket of tender emotion. Taehyung's eyes, usually a gateway to his playful soul, now reflect a depth of feeling, a mixture of excitement and the weight of the moment. His gaze is unwavering, fixed on the entrance, where any second now, Y/N will appear.

As the members of BTS stand by his side, they can't help but notice the subtle shift in their friend's demeanor. Jin: "Who would've thought? Our Tae, all grown up and stealing hearts." Suga: "Just don't trip on your way to forever, okay?" J-Hope: "Remember to breathe, Tae. In and out, just like we practiced." RM: "He's only the second most nervous person here. The first? The guy who has to follow this act." Jimin: "If you get cold feet, I'm ready to step in. Just kidding, you got this!" Jungkook: "Hyung, your hands are shaking. Need me to hold them for you?"

Taehyung, amidst the laughter and light-hearted jabs, feels a warmth in his chest, a mix of gratitude and the slightest hint of anxiety.

Taehyung: (with a soft smile) "Keep it up, guys. Your turn will come soon enough."

As he waits, a gentle smile plays on his lips, and his eyes well up with love. Every passing moment seems to be an eternity, yet he embraces the anticipation with a sense of joy. Friends and family observe Taehyung, recognizing the depth of emotion etched on his face as he eagerly awaits the moment when Y/N will step into his life forever.

The moment the doors open, a collective breath is drawn, and time seems to stand still. Y/N steps into the threshold, and the room hushes in reverence. She is the embodiment of a dream, a vision that transcends the mere beauty of the physical world.

Her gown, a masterpiece of design, flows around her like a river of moonlight. The fabric, a symphony of lace and silk,is adorned with intricate patterns that tell a story of timeless elegance. Each step she takes sends ripples through the air, the waterfall of fabric cascading behind her in a trail of pure grace.

A delicate veil rests upon her hair, a gossamer web of finery that catches the light, creating a halo around her. It trails behind her, a whisper of tradition and the promise of the future, all woven into its ethereal threads.

The venue's lights, soft and warm, seem to find their purpose in accentuating the radiant smile that graces Y/N's face. It's a smile that speaks of love and hope, a beacon that shines brighter than any jewel. Her eyes, alight with happiness, scan the room until they find Taehyung's, and in that gaze, a silent vow is made, more powerful than any words could ever be.

As she glides down the aisle, every step is a note in the melody of the wedding march, her presence a chorus of beauty and joy. The guests are captivated, lost in the moment that will be etched in their memories forever, a tale of love that they will recount for years to come.

As Y/N makes her entrance, a hush falls over the crowd, but for Taehyung, the world narrows down to the vision of her walking towards him. His heart, a steady drumbeat in his chest, seems to sync with each step she takes. The emotions welling up inside him are a tempest, a whirlwind of love, awe, and a touch of vulnerability.

Taehyung's eyes, always a window to his soul, shimmer with unshed tears, the joy of the moment crystallizing in their depths. He watches her, this woman who has become his everything, and feels the gravity of their journey together, the paths they've walked to reach this singular point in time.

"Y/N," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the music, "you are the most beautiful dream I never want to wake up from."

The corners of his eyes glisten, the tears held back by sheer will, not out of fear of showing emotion, but from the overwhelming desire to keep his gaze clear, to not miss a single detail of her approach.

Jimin, standing beside him, leans in and murmurs, "She's breathtaking, isn't she?"

Taehyung nods, his throat tight with emotion. "She's the melody to every song I've ever wanted to sing," he replies, his voice thick.

And as Y/N draws closer, the space between them charged with the electricity of their love, Taehyung reaches out a hand, a silent invitation to join him in the dance of their lives.

"Come, let's write our forever," he says, the promise in his eyes more eloquent than any vow spoken aloud.

Y/N takes his hand, her smile a mirror of his own heart, and in that touch, they speak a language only they understand, a language of hearts entwined, of souls united under the banner of love.

In the midst of the enchanting setting, Taehyung and Y/N stood facing each other, surrounded by the soft glow of fairy lights and the sweet scent of flowers. The air was filled with anticipation as they prepared to exchange vows, expressing their deepest feelings for one another.

Taehyung's Vow:

"Y/N," Taehyung's voice resonated with a depth of emotion that the very walls of the hall seemed to absorb and echo back. "The day you entered my life, the universe shifted, painting my world in vibrant hues of love and joy. Now, as we stand here, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, I offer you my solemn vow."

He took a gentle breath, his eyes never leaving Y/N's. "I vow to cherish you, to hold your heart with the tenderest care, and to support you in every endeavor. You are my confidant, the keeper of my secrets, my partner in every burst of laughter that fills our days, and my comfort in the quiet moments of reflection."

His hand reached for hers, a physical manifestation of his words. "With you, life is an endless canvas, each day a stroke of color in the masterpiece we are creating together. I promise to walk beside you on this adventure, to build a tapestry of memories so beautiful, so vivid, that even time itself will pause to admire its splendor."

"As we embark on this journey, hand in hand, heart in heart, I look forward to the lifetime ahead of us, a lifetime of discovering new horizons and cherishing each precious moment. With you, Y/N, every day is a gift, and I am eternally grateful for the love we share." Y/N, her eyes shining with emotion, responded, Y/N's Vow:

"Taehyung," Y/N began, her voice a soft echo in the grandeur of the hall, her eyes glistening like stars in the twilight of their special day. "You are the melody that has given rhythm to the song of my heart. As we stand here, enveloped in the beauty of this moment, I pledge to be by your side through every season that life brings our way."

Her hands found his, a tangible promise in their gentle clasp. "I vow to be your steadfast companion in every burst of joy, your unwavering comfort in the face of challenges, and your devoted partner in the creation of a future rich with love."

A smile, radiant and full of hope, spread across her face. "With you, Taehyung, I have discovered the true essence of home. It is not a place, but a journey with you, a journey where we will grow together, learn together, and evolve as one."

"Today, as we stand on the threshold of forever, I look forward with eager anticipation to a lifetime of shared dreams, a lifetime where each day is a new chapter in our endless story of love." As they exchanged these heartfelt promises, the room seemed to hold its breath, embracing the profound connection between Taehyung and Y/N. The vows were not just words; they were a testament to the depth of their love, resonating with everyone present in the ethereal atmosphere. The soft music played like a gentle melody, underscoring the beauty of this moment where two souls pledged their love and commitment to each other amidst the cascading flowers, fairy lights, and the warmth of their shared dreams.

The world seemed to hold its breath as Taehyung leaned in, the distance between him and Y/N diminishing with each heartbeat. The room, wrapped in a gentle hush, was thick with anticipation, every eye fixed on the couple, every heart sharing in the silent crescendo of the moment.

Their eyes closed, and as they inched closer, drawn by the invisible force of their love, the air around them seemed to shimmer with the promise of their union. The guests leaned forward, captivated by the intimacy of the moment, the very essence of romance hanging delicately in the balance.

And then, just as their lips were a mere whisper apart, a jarring blare of alarms sliced through the serenity, a stark, discordant note that shattered the dreamlike veil. The room erupted into a chaos of sound, the spell of the ceremony broken as heads turned in confusion.

Taehyung's eyes snapped open, his expression a mix of concern and surprise. The tender moment lost, replaced by a rush of adrenaline as he instinctively reached out to protect Y/N, drawing her close.

"What's happening?" Y/N's voice trembled, her words barely audible over the cacophony of alarms.

"We'll find out, just stay close," Taehyung assured her, his voice steady despite the uncertainty that now clouded the once perfect day.

As the reality of the situation set in, the guests rose from their seats, a murmur of concern spreading through the crowd. The fairy tale scene had taken an unexpected turn, and now, all awaited the unfolding of events with bated breath.

In an instant, the serenity shattered, the sound of alarms slicing through the dream like a knife through silk. Taehyung and Y/N, their moment of unity interrupted, turned in shock as the idyllic world around them began to crumble.

The alarms grew louder, more insistent, a stark reminder that reality was calling. The guests, once statuesque in their admiration, now moved in a blur, their forms dissolving into the ether of Y/N's mind.

With a start, Y/N's eyes snapped open, the tranquility of her room a stark contrast to the chaos of her dream. The wedding, the vows, the kiss that almost was—all of it had been a figment of her vivid imagination. The alarms, now identified as the mundane beeping of her alarm clock, continued their relentless call.

For a moment, Y/N lay still, her heart still racing from the dream's intensity. The images, so clear and so beautiful, lingered in her mind's eye, a tapestry of what could be. A smile, small but genuine, curved her lips as she pondered the whimsical nature of her subconscious.

And there, in the quiet of her room, Y/N allowed herself one last fleeting thought of the dream. Taehyung, her heart's chosen companion in a world spun from the threads of dreams, remained a sweet echo in the silence of the morning.

As she silenced the alarm, the smile remained, a secret shared between her and the breaking dawn. The dream was over, but the day was new—a blank page on which to write her own story, perhaps one day as enchanting as the dream itself.

Author’s Note:

Hello Readers,

I wanted to share a little story with you, one that came to me in a dream. It was so vivid and beautiful that I felt the need to write it down and Keep as memory.

I apologize if at any point the story doesn’t quite capture the magic I experienced. Dreams have a way of being grander and more vivid than any reality we can construct. But if you find even a fraction of the joy in reading it that I found in dreaming it, then I consider my mission accomplished.

Thank you for taking the time to delve into this narrative, for walking with me through the landscapes of my mind, and for allowing me to share something so personal. Your engagement with my words is the greatest gift a writer could ask for.

Thank you!

#kim taehyung #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung x reader #kim taetae #taehyung #bts imagines #taehyung imagine #Taetae #taehyung fanfic #taehyung fluff #kim taehyung imagine #bts #bts x you #taehyung x you #taehyung x y/n #taekook

[4joonkookie]

Cigarette Burns (12.05.22)

Pairing: JK x Reader, Taehyung x Reader

Summary: smut, angst, love triangle, and pain

Tags: see chapters

1 -> Smokescreen

2 -> Where There’s Smoke…

3 -> There’s Fire

4 -> Sunday Morning

5 -> Simple, Lovely, Beautiful

6 -> Feeding the Fire

#bts smut #bts #jungkook smut #taehyung smut #jungkook x you #taehyung x you #jungkook x y/n #taehyung x y/n #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook thirst #taehyung thirst #bts ficrec #bts ficrecs #jungkook ficrec #jungkook ficrecs #taehyung ficrec #4joonkookie #bts imagines #taekook

[kookieswan]

Sweet Blood - Bloody Mess

Poly!Demon!TaeKook x OccultStudent!Reader

Word Count: 900+

Genre: Poly AU, Demon AU, Horror, Nsfw/18+, Fluffy 🌸

Warnings: Blood, Nsfw/18+ Content (Biting that draws blood, marking/hickeys, talk/insinuation of sex and sexual acts, finger sucking, dirty talk, etc etc 😅)

Notes: Posting before I leave for the airport lol. A little spooky, a little saucy. What else could you possibly expect from the demon boys? BIG NOTE that this takes place far into the future when they’re all romantically/sexually involved already.

This is a snippet from the Sweet Blood series. Find it here!

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“What in the nine layers of hell are you baking now pretty thing?” Allowing a small smile to grace your lips, you finish placing some of the cream cheese frosting on the freshly cooled brownies. You knew the smell alone would cause your boys to come running before long, both demons practically teleporting to you from the front door as soon as they step through. You insisted they start using if after they’ve popped out of no where one too many times which has caused you countless heart attacks.

“I’m trying a new recipe for brownies! I know you guys like the my classic recipe but I wanted to do something spooky for Halloween.” They crowed in one either side of you without hesitance, squishing you between their large bodies in a yummy demon sandwich. Jungkook leans down to sniff at them before turning toward you abruptly, cute nose brushing your cheek as Tae pats your butt.

“We could just eat you instead, my precious little sweet blood.” Jungkook nips at your neck jokingly, tongue poking at your skin as you swat him away. Tae doesn’t allow for the teasing to stop though, clawed fingers running up your back and wrapping gently around the your neck as you glare jokingly at your other lover. You swear they’re always thirsty as hell when you’re busy… Which is always.

“I agree dove, I wouldn’t mind devouring you whole. Just a little bite at least.” It’s a hot whisper in your ear as his fingers tighten marginally, but you ignore the other demon as you pick up a spoon and spread the cherry pie filling sparingly onto the top of the brownies. There’s no way you’re going to let them distract you. Not again. Nope. Not after the curtains caught fire last weekend because you were… Busy. Assholes.

“Bad horny demon men! Calm yourselves and you can have some of these bloody brownies when I’m done. If you don’t, I’ll eat these all. By. My. Self.” Smacking Jungkook’s hand as it slithers toward your ass, you grab for the knife so you can cut up some of the actual cherries up to resemble entrails. You make quick work of it as the demons practically glue themselves to you, Jungkook whining into your ear as Tae’s hand slithers inside of your shirt.

“Mmh, we want you though. If you jump up on the counter and spread those pretty thighs, I’ll have your eyes rolling back in no time. Doesn’t that sound nice?” He grabs your hips and turns you abruptly, snatching the knife and discarding it before lifting you up and plopping your ass down on the counter without a second thought. You gasp sharply, Jungkook spreading your legs to step between them which causes you to fall back, his crotch brushing up against yours teasingly.

They both laugh as you fluster, deep voices echoing off of the darkening walls. You go to sit up as Jungkook tuts, his hand pushing back against your chest before sliding down your body. Tae hums as he watches, clearly satisfied with how things are going. Meanie.

“I have a treat for you too dove. Want to taste it, hm?” The pale demon steps around the counter slowly, his clothed dick obscenely close to your face when he settles opposite to Jungkook. Your senses cloud over slightly, the image of Jungkook’s face buried between your thighs and your mouth wrapping around Tae taking over. Reaching out blindly, you grab for your loves, only to whine as Jungkook bites at your thigh harshly.

“Ah! Fuck…” He licks at the skin immediately, mending the superficial damage he had caused. They’re always quick to heal any sort of harm they do, but you’re secretly glad they can’t get rid of bruising. You’ve always loved the pretty bruises they leave… Reaching down, you wipe away some of the blood that falls from his lips with your pointer finger, affection blooming through your chest at Jungkook’s bunny grin.

“So beautiful sweetheart, you take whatever we give you so well…” Huffing with a pout, you tilt your head back and glare again, but Taehyung just smiles and reaches for your trembling hand. Like clockwork, he sucks the bloody digit into his mouth, tongue laving over the skin as a low moan vibrates through his throat. Kookie watches from below with heavy eyes, but stays put otherwise, some of your blood still on his pretty lips.

The younger goes back to sucking at your stained skin without a word then, clearly in a state of euphoria as Tae releases your finger. He smacks his lips a few times, enjoying the taste of your apparently very sweet blood. It’s still a wonder to you how they manage to enjoy it so much, but to each their own. You could even say that you enjoy watching them consume it, the way they practically melt as they drink it up like men starved so delightful to see.

“Now, that’s a delicious sight… You want to indulge a bit baby? We can finish these brownies later, hm? Jungkookie and I will help you finish them.” Tilting your head back to look toward Tae, you grin almost shyly as caresses your face affectionately. Leaning in, he leaves a few upside down kisses against your lips, eyebrows raised as he waits patiently for your reply. At the feeling of your shorts being tugged down clumsily among sloppy kisses, you giggle.

“Yes please.”

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BTS and y/n meeting

Prompt: You are a huge army and you finally get tickets to a BTS concert where you meet BTS's members

TW: I don't think that there's any trigger warning in this story but let me know if I should add one

© This is my work, you have no right to repost my work for any reason without my explicit permission, all rights reserved.

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I have been a huge army since they released their first song. Even though I was really young back then , I remember the amazement I felt while listening to it. Just a week ago, me and my bestie bought tickets for their concert. Omg I am so excited! I can't stop thinking about the idea of meeting them in real life.

A week later...

This day finally came! Right now I am standing in front of my closet and trying to pick an outfit for today's concert. I have nothing to wear. I finally decide on the BTS top I have and a pair of jean shorts. I wait for my bestie to come over to my house and go together to the concert.

Me and Jennie entered the concert stadium, both excited and nervous. I couldn't believe I was actually meeting them.

After an hour of waiting in the stadium, BTS finally appeared on the stage looking at the huge crowd. All the armys shouted and then BTS started singing to "boy with love".

Me and my bestie started singing too and tried to get BTS's attention. Sadly all the armies had the same plan and no one noticed us.

The time passed and BTS started singing to the last song of their new album. On the one hand I was happy that the concert had come to an end because after the concert BTS would have their fan meeting and all the armies would have the opportunity to meet and talk to them. On the other hand,I was sad that the concert would end because I knew that I couldn't meet them again.

After the song ended, BTS went backstage to get ready for their fan meeting. Me and my bestie were screaming loudly because we knew that the time we had waited for months finally came and we quickly went to the fan meeting room.

BTS arrived later than we actually expected and looked kinda tired because of the long lasting concert. Me and my bestie waited for our turn and after a few minutes we finally saw them. BTS waved at us and we started talking to the members one to another. Then It was my turn to talk to my bias, jungkook, and I was fascinated about it. Jungkook waved at me and I moved towards him, suddenly I slipped on the wet floor and fell down. Jungkook looked at me worried and surprised he helped me stand up and asked me if I was okay. I was shocked for a little while when I realized what was actually happening. It took me a few seconds to respond and then I said "yes I am fine thank you for helping me". He smiled at me and then said" it was nothing how are you feeling today?"

" I am really excited, I've been waiting for this day for months" I say.

" I see that" he says while laughing

He asks me about my favourite BTS song, my bias, about the time I started stunning them and a lot of questions. Unfortunately, the time passed faster than I expected and it was time to goodbye him. I was so sad and happy at the same time because I knew I was one of the few armies that had the opportunity to meet the BTS members face to face, but on the contrary, I was sad because I knew that this moment came to an end.

Me and my bestie leave the stadium sad but proud and we start planning about the next time we are going to meet BTS members. Even though we knew that the next time we were going to see them would be away from now, we never lost our hope. We were checking their events on a daily basis.

I will never forget that day. It is one of the most remarkable moments of my life. It still seems like a fairy tale to me or a fake scenario I thought about. But I know it is real. Everything from this day is real.

And yep... I am still searching for their events and planning to go to their new concert in 8 months. It would be a long time but I am not disappointed about it because I know that the moment I see them again I will think that it was worth the wait.

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The clash: 03

Main protagonist: jk x reader

Genre: slow burn, angst

Warnings: self-harm, usage of drugs, degradation, forceful intercourse.

Summary: Too immersed in the haunting pain of your nightmare, you invited your colleague to accompany you for a night. Will it turn out to be good or just another destruction in your life.

Word count: 2k

an: here is part 3 of 'the clash'. Hope you guys like my blog. I'm sorry for any grammatical errors or if anyone finds it uncomfortable to read. It's just I'm new to this platform and promise to improve myself further. Enjoy!

"Pardon. Do I know you" looking at the person who bumped into you a sec ago. "Of course not but maybe I want to know you more." he smirked saying the words to you. "By the way it's Yeonjun." forwarding his hand for a quick hand shake. "Oh it's ___!" "Up for a drink?" Looking back at the corner you see three girls throwing themselves on Jungkook's body made you think why can't you least enjoy a good drink with your new friend. Friends? Is it the appropriate world to be used.

"You look so innocent lying helplessly in the ground waiting for me to fuck you. Huh? Pretty little slut." As soon as he said those words your blurry eyes tried to find the face of the person. What you see is just a puzzled face, tall figure, broad shoulders. "P--Please let m-me go, I b-beg you." you pleaded clearly not in your right senses maybe the drink you took has much more effect of Hashish than alcohol. "Shh! Calm down lady I'm gonna fuck you fast and rough. Okay! nobody's gonna know. But in case if you are a virgin then umm-uhh" tears started rolling down your eyes. How did you even end up in this situation? "Let's start with your tits first." With that he tore your crop top left you with only bra. "P-please let m-me go. I b-beg you" your throat became dry with all the pleading but he didn't even care to listen to it even for the sake of humanity. Slowly losing your senses you tried not to close your eyes just to remember the moment of you being raped. He slid your jeans below your ankles then on the ground. Again the world throws you in another helpless situation. Dreaming of a man loving you, see the world in two eyes giving your everything to him, making love to him but this moment is nothing but left with a trauma in your life. Hearing the skin slapping sound, your hands tied in a belt above your head, the person thrusting in you mercilessly dropping his head in your bosom. You can't do anything but to cry only to regret what would have happened if you wouldn't have come here. That definitely would have saved you from losing your virginity, your dignity and yourself to some rapist.

Tears slowly flowing from your eyes waking up with a jerk. Same nightmare. Sleep is nowhere to be found. Sitting up you checked the time. It's 2:30 in the night. What you gonna do now. Maybe a quick shower could make you fall asleep. You undress yourself. Feeling pity looking at your thighs and you made it worse by cutting it with a blade few years just to erase the dark memories of that night. In the hope if it could be possible. Burnt marks on your side stomach made you think what an improvident act you did 5 years ago. Hatred comes looking at your own pathetic self which made you vigorously scratching yourself just to remove the imprints of the man who broke you. Coming out of the bathroom, opening your phone for doing a quick check on your Instagram scroll. And wow! Jungkook added a story with Yuna in a romantic date. Another phase of cries entered your system.

Looking at the couples in their seat of the coffee shop made you think the moment when you prayed and Jesus! You just wanted to have a normal life. No hurdles, no pain, just happiness and love. Isn't that everyone in here asks for? Maybe this is too much. Remembering all those moments when you were a teenager who thought your friendship with jungkook will someday be level up and termed as an official relationship. Alas! Shaking your extra dramatic unrealistic parallel thoughts get busy in serving customers.

"You're done?" taehyung asked leaning on the fridge. "Yeah! Not liking my presence?" Not even paying attention to the man who is busy noticing your face. "No just asking if you would like to eat out?" he proposed. Remembering you don't have any staple food for your supper then why not have dinner with a companion. At least you won't have to eat alone. Agreed on his proposal. "Okay! But only If you're paying." you grinned. "It's an honour ___" bowing down like a prince following by a laugh. However it makes you feel content to work here. More like distracting yourself from the terrible destruction that has been done inside your head.

Taking your seat in front of Taehyung, as he offered you to order dinner. Just about to order your sight fell on the couple at the very next counter of yours. Jeon Jungkook and Lee Yuna. The fuck! Can't they go somewhere else. Not wasting any time you decided to ignore them and order your food. The slightest joy you felt having a company has long gone now. The main purpose is only to eat the food as fast as you can and leave before anyone's notice. But guess what. Miss Yuna can't keep her shoes off of you. "___! What a pleasant surprise. What are you doing here?" she asked standing right next to you beside jungkook. Doesn't that punch affect her a bit. "More like eating dinner." you retorted slightly glancing at Yuna. Just then your anger boils when taehyung invited them to join us. Why on Earth does he want them to join you both? "Oh it's okay but only if you insist." Just then she grabbed the seat beside taehyung and your formal best friend sat beside you. You didn't even dare to look at his face. "So tell me you two now are a thing now?" You choked on the water from the words Yuna uttered just now. "No but ___ is a nice girl." tae replied looking at you. "So you are hitting on her in front of us." Yuna asked. "Not it's just we are goo-" you cut him up "he is my boyfriend." "What?" All three of them asked. Quickly grabbing tae's hand you answered "you don't need to hide our relationship to anyone Jagiya! Not to them" The look on taehyung's face was so apparent as if Jin snatched all his ice creams. With that your food has come to your table. Eating a lot more faster than you used to just to get rid of the two non existent strangers. And you are done. "Baby I will wait for you outside. Okay!" Kissing tae's cheeks you stood up. "Excuse me, if you would stand up I would like to go outside." Jungkook stand up with a close proximity which was your god damn weakness. "Sure." And you are out.

Puffing up a cigarette you looked at the street with people enjoying street food, couples roaming with hand-in-hand, vehicles moving alongside, it's peaceful. "Since when did you start smoking?"knowing the owner of the voice. "since when do you care" you stated without deviating your eyes from the street. "How long are you both dating?" he sat beside you looking at the couple who were enjoying the food. "Is any of that related to you?" you asked. "Not entirely. Cause taehyung is still my friend." Woah! So it's not even an indirect taunt. Slipping out the facts that you aren't friends with him. "Why don't you ask my boyfriend about it besides I need to have a quick look for him. Who knows slutty bitches are roaming tryin' snatch my love." Then you look at him. The same doe eyes which makes your heart beat so fast. It became so painful not because you both aren't friends instead there was a moment when you both couldn't live without each other. You advert your eyes. Standing up going inside the restaurant and wow the sight is so mesmerizing. Our dear selfless Yuna trying to clean Tteok-bokki stain from tae's chest. Quickly moving towards them you decided to interrupt the cute little moment. "Tae baby! what happened?" you cringed at yourself calling him baby. "It's nothing ___ Yuna's slipped." Slipped? Or intentionally made them slip? Knowing all her tactics. "It's okay! cover it with your jacket I'll wash it in our home." Our home? Just then jungkook was standing behind you. "Let's go then. Thank you for joining us Yuna and Jungkook." he politely said. "The pleasure is all ours." Jungkook proclaimed being a gentleman. Walking out with tae, he was so shocked, he couldn't be able to resist and asked the blunder going on in his head, "What was that all about?" Taking a quick glance you focussed on the road not knowing how to make an excuse about that. "it's just I don't know what came into my mind. I just blurted it out." panic was written in your face. "It's okay. But is everything okay between you and jungkook." he asked. How to answer that terrifying question now? "We are not friends anymore." couldn't be able to make eye contact. He quickly grabbing your hand "hey ___! Look at me. Shh! is this the reason you were so dull these past few days. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you." Pulling you into a quick hug. You nuzzle your head in the crook of his neck. Peace. It's the perfect word which you are feeling rn. He kissed your hair and damn that cologne. Sniffing him more, tears started rolling from his eyes. "Umm ___." you heard an unfamiliar sound. Is that jungkook? Looking at your side and he is standing next to you. "You left your purse at the restaurant." "Thanks!" Taking the purse you look at him. And what? Is that tears in his eyes? Too focused on him, tae gently grab your palm intervening your fingers with his. "It's time to go home, honey!" Coming back to reality. Without even saying goodbye you both started to walk off.

On the way to your house he asked, "Are you okay!" Turning your face a little you replied, "would you like to sleep with me for tonight." Not being able to get a proper sleep cause the nightmares were too disturbing and haunting you for almost every night. He panicked. "It's jus-" cutting him off. "not the way you are thinking. I couldn't be able to have a proper sleep at night. So you could like company me only for tonight" you asked being ready for the denial. "Fine." He smiled.

Opening the door you invited him in, he insisted on sleeping on the couch while you take the bed and you agreed on it. Slowly drifting towards the sleep you feel relaxed."You look so innocent lying helplessly in the ground waiting for me to fuck you. Huh? Pretty little slut." "no, No, NO" you panicked. "___ hey I'm right here okay shhh shhh!" Tears are coming out of you. Your nerves calm down hearing his deep voice. This small act of his made you feel a little brave in sleep. Hugging the person tightly you slept peacefully. Waking up you look at the time. It's 6:39. Did you sleep that long? Turning your face you saw the beautiful man sleeping beside you. Too engrossed in noticing the facial features you didn't feel his hands on your breast and smooching it. Not knowing what to do just then something poked your thighs touching it was the biggest mistake you made. "Ahhh!" taehyung groaned in your ears. Just then you knew the thing you are holding isn't a thing but something else. Not knowing what to do, you closed your eyes. Shit! He is waking up. Coming to his senses, he immediately pulled back his hand panicking about his current situation. Placing a quick kiss on your temple he moved in to the bathroom. Hearing the lock sound of the door, you opened your eyes. What's this feeling? Homely? Or just another way towards your destruction.

So this is the end of The clash part- 03. Do let me know your pov reading this story. And keep supporting. :)

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Void

pairing: Jungkook x Taehyung genre: Established relationship, Angst word count: 2.5k words

summary: "Have you ever thought of anyone other than yourself?”

a/n: this is a short fic inspired by Happier Than Ever (ASTN cover) warnings: brief mention of intrusive thoughts / attempt, panic attack, gaslighting, and hint of toxic relationship

“‘Cause I’d never treat me this shitty, you made me hate this city.”

‘Please, please. One reply, so that I know you’re safe.’

Jungkook doesn’t know how long he’s been staring at his phone. All he knows is it’s been weeks since Taehyung left without a trace. It’s his fault why he left. He knows it is. He was an asshole. A manipulative, egocentric asshole who didn’t realize his mistakes until it was too late. Now, the love of his life is nowhere to be found.

He’s been cooped up in his and Taehyung’s room ever since Taehyung disappeared. He can hear his hyungs’ footsteps outside of the room, talking amongst themselves, begging him to come out, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He thought he deserved to be at least punished for the shitty things he did.

“Kook? Hey, come on. You wouldn’t find Taehyung this way,” Jin says while leaning against the bedroom door, hoping that Jungkook would listen for once.

Jungkook dryly chuckles, “You can’t find someone who doesn’t want to be found, hyung.”

Jin sighs. He looks at the others behind him and shakes his head. They all drag themselves to the living room, looking dejected.

“Has anyone heard from him yet?” Namjoon asks. The others shake their heads.

“I tried calling and texting, but he doesn’t answer. I don’t even know if he reads them,” Jimin whispers, already on the verge of tears.

“Has anyone tried asking his pa—”

Hoseok was cut off by the sound of a door opening and saw Jungkook standing outside of the room with bags under his eyes, looking like absolute shit.

“Hyungs,” Jungkook mumbles, eyes glistening from unshed tears, “I know one of you knows where he is, please,” he begs.

“Jin hyung? Hobi hyung? Jiminie?” He looks at them one by one, pleading with his eyes. He slid down to the floor when none of them answered.

Jungkook lets out a shaky breath, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault he left. Now, he’s not talking to you guys either.”

Yoongi heaves a deep sigh, having enough of seeing Jungkook like that.

“You never heard it from me, all right?”

Everyone snapped their heads toward Yoongi, looking at him in disbelief.

“You… You knew all this time?” Jungkook says, feeling betrayed.

“Yoongi… Why?” Jin asks.

Jungkook grabs Yoongi by the collar and shouts, “You knew all this time, and yet, you let me suffer like this?”

Yoongi furrows his eyebrows, “Have you ever thought of anyone other than yourself?” He calmly says.

“W-What?” Jungkook lets go of Yoongi and backs away.

“Are you really this selfish?” Yoongi angrily says.

“I’m not—”

“Have you ever thought that maybe this is what he needs? To be away from you?” Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, frustrated with Jungkook’s behavior, “You think he left just to hurt you? To make you suffer? You think he did this out of revenge?”

“No, but I—”

“Taehyung left because you hurt him. He left because you made him suffer. You invalidated his feelings. You tried to manipulate every fucking situation that doesn’t go your way. He got tired of putting up with all the hurtful shit you do and say to him. He got tired of you telling him how to feel. He got tired of waiting for you to come home in the middle of the night, only to be drunk out of your ass and ignore him in every possible way. He got tired of always putting you first. You made him feel worthless that he almost tried killing himself!” Yoongi exclaims.

“That still didn’t give you the right to keep this to yourself! You have no right to meddle in our relationship!” Jungkook shouts.

“Guys, stop, please,” Namjoon tries to calm them both down.

Yoongi walks closer to Jungkook, glaring at him, “Don’t tell me shit like that. You’re not the one who sees him cry every single night. You’re not the one he calls for help whenever he’s on the verge of giving up. Where were you when he had his panic attacks? Nowhere. Because most of the time, it’s because of you,” he points at Jungkook’s chest. 

“Have you even said sorry at least? Just once, and meant it. Have you? Have you ever asked him how he felt? Have you ever looked at him, like really look at him? Because one simple look will show that he’s not fucking fine. You’re too invested in yourself that you can’t even notice that.”

Jungkook looks at Yoongi with wide eyes, tears slowly streaming down his face, “I…”

“Yoongi, please,” Jin whispers, “this won’t fix anything. Fighting him won’t fix anything.”

“I’m not…” Yoongi sighs, “I’m not fighting him. I’m telling him everything he needs to know, so he can realize how fucked up this whole situation is.”

“I… I know, okay?” Jungkook’s voice cracks, “I know I fucked up. I know that now. Please, hyung. Tell me where he is so I can make this right,” he cries.

“I made a promise, Jungkook. I don’t want him to suffer anymore.”

“Hyung,” Jungkook got down on both knees, pleading with Yoongi, “I just want to talk to him. I want him to know that I regret everything, that I realize my mistakes now and I’m ready to own up to them. I just… want to know if he’s safe.”

Yoongi takes a deep breath, “He’s staying at my friend’s house in Daegu.”

Jungkook has never stood up that fast in his entire life. He hugs Yoongi and grabs his keys, “Thank you, hyung. Thank you.”

He was about to leave when he heard Yoongi speak, “Hey. I’ll text you the address. Fix this, all right?”

Jungkook nods and gives them a small smile before he dashed to his car.

‘I’m coming, baby. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…’ He kept apologizing in his head, trying to think of everything he should say to Taehyung to make him forgive Jungkook. It was a long shot but he’s ready to do everything in his power to make this right. He can’t lose him like this. He won’t let it happen.

Hours later, Jungkook finds himself in front of a small house in the middle of nowhere. There’s rice fields everywhere and about two or three houses in sight. He’s nervous. Of course, he is. He doesn’t know how Taehyung will react once he sees him. He feels like his heart’s going to beat out of his chest from all the anxiety he’s feeling.

‘Okay, let’s do this.’

He knocks on the door twice. Silence. 

He knocks again.

“Tae?” Jungkook calls out, “baby, I’m here. Please, open up.”

He tries to peek in through the windows, but it seems like no one was home. He’ll just have to wait until—

“How did you find me?”

Jungkook spins around and sees Taehyung standing still, carrying some groceries. He almost cried then and there while observing Taehyung’s appearance. He looks tired. He has bags under his eyes, he looks pale, and he lost a lot of weight. The eyes that once looked at him with so much love and adoration before have now become dull and full of hatred.

‘Have I really been this clueless?’ Jungkook thought.

“Tae.”

“How did you find me, Jungkook?” Taehyung asks, his face void of any emotions.

“It doesn’t matter but hear me out. I just wanna say I’m—”

This is the part where he apologizes. 

One empty word from him, and Taehyung’s world starts spinning around him again.

“You’re what? Sorry? Again? For the nth time?” There was little to no care in Taehyung's voice as the words came out. The usual warmth that wrapped around his words was long gone now – Taehyung is far long gone and part of Jungkook knows this.

Jungkook had already apologized for a lot of things, of course, without sincerity. It would usually be over mundane things like forgetting to get the trash out, washing the dishes, and picking up after himself. Not once did he ever apologize for all the hurt he had caused Taehyung; for all the times he missed the monumental parts in Taehyung’s life, whether it may be his college graduation or his promotion at work, not even when Taehyung found out his estranged father he was once close with died due to the pandemic.

Jungkook wasn’t there with him, and he never apologized for it. Instead, he blamed Taehyung for being so mentally absent and lacking the usual care from him. Out of all the problems Taehyung had to weigh on his own, Jungkook never helped him to lift it off. It also circles back to him. It always has to be about him.

“If this is another apology, I don’t wanna hear it,” Taehyung stands stoically, tiredness very evident in the bags under his eyes. 

Jungkook freezes in his spot, unable to think of anything coherent to say. He wants to open his mouth, but he knows no words would come out. An unsettling feeling sat in the pits of his stomach, forming a black hole of emptiness, knowing that Taehyung is exhausted from all the empty apologies he had said.  

He can only think of one thing to say.

“I love you, Tae,” the words stuck on Jungkook’s throat, choking him. 

“If you ran away to spite me then—”

The next part? He blames Taehyung after the heartfelt apology.

“Spite you?” Taehyung bitterly chuckles. 

Poking his tongue in his cheek, he narrows his gaze on Jungkook, “If you really meant all the things you were sorry for, then you should’ve worked on it proactively instead of putting all the blame on me.”

Jungkook’s brows furrow, “I told you I’m trying. I am fucking trying.”

“But I never see you try, Jungkook.” 

This doesn’t seem to be the answer Jungkook was hoping to hear with the way his frown deepens.

“I waited for change and I kept forgiving you. All I’ve ever done for the rest of our relationship was wait and make up excuses on your behalf until I…”

“You what?” 

Taehyung remains silent briefly, making Jungkook even more anxious.

“Until you what, Tae?”

“...until one day, I felt nothing. Nothing for you, nothing for us.” 

Normally, Taehyung would be shedding tears by now, but this time he doesn’t. 

“You tell me you love me and how I’m the luckiest person in the world to have you, but why do I feel like it isn’t like that?” Jungkook thought he saw a flash of hurt in Taehyung’s eyes for a brief moment, but Taehyung held his ground.

“You could’ve told me that’s how you felt all along instead of running away from me,” Jungkook’s jaw clenches.

Followed by the part of more blaming until one of them finally caves in.

“You always had an excuse for everything, Jungkook. Whenever I feel bad, it doesn’t matter who owns up for the mistake because it will always be me who’s at fault. Not you,” Jungkook’s gaze flickers as Taehyung’s words draw a pang in his chest.

“I always begged for you. I always sought your validation, for your forgiveness,  hoping that maybe someday – just maybe – you’d see me as an equal. As your actual partner. But no,” Taehyung’s lips form a small, sad smile as he looks down.

“I realized I’d be wasting the rest of my life waiting for you to love me the way I love you; you’ll never do that and that’s okay. Really.” 

‘We can’t end like this.’

Jungkook could lie his way out and win Taehyung back. One excuse on top of another lie, and not once did he admit his narcissism and selfishness. Now that Taehyung is suddenly reminded of everything, he asks himself: Was it so hard for him to break things off with Jungkook to save his sanity? Or was it hard for him because he had grown codependent with him?

He could stay for five more minutes listening to another sob story Jungkook pulls out of his ass, but this time he’ll never believe it. 

Sighing deeply, Jungkook’s doe eyes start to well up with tears he never knew were there, “Is there any way I could fix this? I promise I’ll be better next time.”

Taehyung raises his brow, his eyes boring into Jungkook, “You had all these years to fix every crack in our relationship but you never did. What makes it different this time?”

‘I don’t even fucking know.’ 

Taehyung could see how Jungkook is inevitably failing to think of another affectionate alibi to win him back.

Giving it one last shot, Jungkook lifts his head and looks at Taehyung with sincerity. He comes closer and hugs him but Taehyung never extends his arms nor does he reciprocate the contact. 

“We could try to rekindle our relationship, you know, like going out on dates like we used to and things like that,” Jungkook suggests, convincing Taehyung as hard as he can.

It’s funny how it felt right to be held by him. Like their bodies molded together perfectly. Jungkook’s touch was familiar, and if Taehyung hadn’t known any better by now, he’d probably think he belongs in his tight embrace. 

Taehyung smiles pitifully, “It doesn’t work out that way. Not anymore.”

‘Don’t leave me. Please.’

“I’ve never loved anyone the way I did with you, Taehyung, don’t do this,” Jungkook raises his head, arms still around Taehyung as he looks at him, eyes pleading. If there’s anything people should know about him, it’s that Jeon Jungkook never begs.

Taehyung musters every power left in him to push Jungkook away, “You were in love with the idea of me in your head. The Taehyung who always said yes to everything you said, the Taehyung who tried to be okay because you never cared to listen to anything I had to say, the Taehyung who became your emotional punching bag. I… I can’t keep living that version of myself anymore.”  

‘That’s not true. I love you as you are.’

Jungkook feels smaller by the minute, but he still tries to power through.

“Tae, you can’t be serious. You can’t just throw away the years we spent together.” 

“But I don’t love you anymore, Jungkook.” 

And that shattered him. Hearing Taehyung say the words he dreaded to hear. Seeing how Taehyung is no longer his, how it’s over for the wonderful chapter he thought they both wrote. It turns out it was only Jungkook who was happy because everything was according to his terms of what a happy relationship was like.

“Why can’t you just give us one last try before we call it quits?”

Like always, when he takes him back again, it’ll be another suffocating cycle that Taehyung will choke on. The cycle of solitude will repeat as long as he stays because there’s no way Taehyung could say no to Jungkook.

But this is the last time.

Giving him an empty smile, Taehyung backs farther away from Jungkook, “I’m done begging for love, Jungkook. I’m done begging for you."

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[coffeepurpleu]

On a Sweet Night, Be My Lucky Star (01)

Pairing : VampireTaehyung x WitchReader x DemonJungkook

Genre: Supernatural, Smut, Angst, a little of violence,Fluff (I'll try go with all lmao)

Serie: (still don't know how many longer will be, like chapters, but I'm going to make you enjoy it),about updates (there's will be not a specific day to update, *wink).

This will be my first fanfic here, English It's not my first language, so, if you have any suggestion I'll try it🏃🏻‍♀️.

Teaser (if you want to see it) CH02

"Darling, here's a present for you" I saw my grandmother with a small purple bag in her wrinkled hands.

"What is this grandma?" I asked looking at her curiously

"It's a quartz, it will protect you from everything bad" she replied.

I looked at the orange quartz sticking out of my grandmother's fingers, before I received it, everything went dark.

"Grandma?" I whispered looking for her.

I saw a dark shadow pointing at me, water was surrounding me.

I wake up shaken from sleep, looking around, looking for my phone to see the time, 5:55 A.M.

"Well Sunhee, time to start the day" I yawn to look at my dog sleeping comfortably in her bed.

I head towards the bathroom to shower, already dressed, I decide to eat breakfast on the way, I head downstairs grabbing my stuff stuff stuffing it in my bag. I grab my keys, open the door to find Jin. He is my best friend, he has a popular restaurant in town, human, I would say immortal because at 26 years old, he doesn't look that age.

"Jinnie, it's too early for you to open the restaurant, what brings you here?" I ask with an innocent tone.

"You know why I'm here, since lately you go to work without breakfast, I make you breakfast, Yah what a brat you are" he furrows his eyebrows a little.

"So considerate, thank you but I don't need it" I chuckle.

"Sure you do, remind you of the last time you were in the hospital? Besides my food is the best" He strikes a funny pose, where they both end up laughing.

"I'll still have my morning coffee," I say.

"Sure, your caffeine routine I won't take it away, then you get mad at penguin" he laughs squeezing my cheeks.

"Just because you're taller, doesn't give you the right to make fun of me, ugly" I run to my car before he chases after me.

"Who do you think you're talking to? and you can't leave without me" he climbs into the passenger seat, holding my breakfast steady in his hands.

"You started it!" I yell

"Don't you recognize a good joke? you're too sensitive" he rolls his eyes.

" Well, here I leave you, good luck today, I will come at 8, today I want sushi" I mention opening the door and getting out of the car to say goodbye to him.

"Again?, don't stress today, are they going to interview someone new?" he gets out of the car, arranging his clothes.

"Well you pick the food, yes, we need someone at the planning station" I sigh hugging him.

"Everything will be fine, today will be a great day" He pats me on the head before turning and opening the doors to his restaurant, I turn around to go to the company.

I enter the company walking slowly, receiving the good morning greetings from everyone there.

"Excuse me, boss."

I turn to see where the voice is coming from, it's from my receptionist, Lisa, an elf very good at her job.

"Do you need anything?" I ask her

"My mother just died,would you give me 3 days off?" she murmurs.

"Sure, be careful" I hug her before heading to the elevator.

As the elevator doors open, my secretary, Soyeon is revealed with some folders in her hands.

"There's already the new guy for the interview" she mentions bowing giving a smirk.

"Is there something funny I should know about?" I arch an eyebrow.

"It's nothing, it's just, the kid's a nervous wreck" she mutters.

"Oh come on, we were all like that for our first interview, I remember I kept fidgeting in my chair, and I couldn't find something to look at" I chuckle with embarrassment.  

"That must have been cute to see, and funny" We both burst out laughing. "Well, I'll go set up the meetings, you should go to your office, I'll send the boy over" She smiles before turning away.

I walk to my office, take a seat in the swivel chair, taking the folder on the table, I swivel in the chair for a while until there is a knock on the door.

"Come in" I say in a loud voice.

"Good morning, my name is Hoshi, I come for the interview" He mumbles with blushing cheeks.

"Have a seat, so you know what the position is about right?" I look at him intently which makes him shrink a little.

"Yes ma'am, I have been a scholarship holder from the best university in seoul, I would like to put my acquired knowledge into this job" He smiles shyly.

"Good, I will give you a week trial, show your skills" I stretch my hand which is taken by his, he smiles brightly before standing up and bowing.

"Thank you very much, you won't regret it" He leaves the office, with instructions to ask Soyeon for an induction.

I'm in the boardroom, surrounded by partners, we're brainstorming new ideas. 4pm and my eyes are going, a migraine is coming on.

"Well gentlemen, any suggestions you can send them with my assistant Soyeon or to my mail" I smile to go straight to my office, I throw myself on the couch to close my eyes.

"girl, it's 7:30, aren't you going to look for Jin?" I hear Soyeon say

"later, I'm sleepy" I mumble

"I have no other choice" She pulls me from the sofa making me fall on the floor.

"Ouch!" my eyes pop open, I stand up with a frown, wave my hand as a sign that I'm saying goodbye and go to the car.

I turn on the radio to listen to some news, the same old news, fighting over clans, for context.

A long time ago there were fights between different types of species, each with their life partner or destiny, nowadays, even though we live comfortably, there are some types of "clans" that refuse to believe that life partners of different species are not equal to the same (type, an elf with a troll to say something). But clarifying that, being a witch, I have learned to live without a companion, I have my best friend Jin.

"Where's my omma?" I ask getting out of the car walking into the restaurant. "Yah! You know you shouldn't talk like that" Jin mentions, I managed to dodge the incoming punch.

"Come on now! It's funny anyway, it's almost eight o'clock, are you closing up? Remember that tomorrow you will accompany me to Paris" I wink at him.

I usually focus on work although lately I've been tired, I'm CEO of 5 companies, I took 2 weeks off, since Jin's birthday is coming up, and I thought I'd treat us to a trip.

"Yeah, just let me lock up" He mentions taking off his apron, looking for the keys. At that, we hear the door open and see a gray wolf. "Jin?" I say, "What...?" he replies.

Before we can say anything the wolf falls to the ground, we approach him, we see his ribs sticking out with a bruise on top of them. I carefully move him with telekinesis to one of the nearest tables.

"My tablecloth-" Jin reproaches.

"I'll give you a new one, it needs to be healed" I glare at him.

I start to heal it with magic, the bruise was slowly disappearing, sounds of rain were coming from outside, we exchanged glances.

"Let's go before the weather gets worse" I look at Jin "But you're carrying him" he says.

We get in the car, I put on soft music, almost getting home we hear a growl behind us.

"Y/n I think he's awake" Jin whispers.

I look through the mirror to see the wolf's eyes analyzing both of us, I decide to speak as I look back to the road.

"I heal you, you must be hungry, surely there is something you can eat, jin will prepare something for us right?" i look at him.

"Sure, I could make bibimbap" he smiles slightly.

The wolf decides to lie down as soon as we get to the house. We get out of the car, as we enter I get sunhee jumping into my arms, the wolf snorts.

"I'll be in my room, let me know when the food is ready?" i say before yawning, releasing sunhee on the floor.

"Sure, and take a bath you smell nasty" Jin laughs.

"liar!" i go upstairs to lie down on the bed. I close my eyes, falling asleep, when I feel water being poured on me.

"Food is served downstairs!" i see jin running, i go after him. As I sit up, I see the wolf still being cutelicious, he's finished his meal.

"Everything ok? if you have nowhere to stay, you can stay with us, well, in my house, there are many rooms" I smile, he looks at me with astonishment after going to lie down on the sofa.

"Hey are you calling me poor?" Jin frowns.

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't put up with your ugly jokes "I grimace.

"Oh come on, you have no sense of humor, sourpuss" he mentions.

"Yes I do, right I do sunhee? come on let's go to sleep" I hold sunhee in my arms, bowing. "Rest"

"Well I'll go to sleep buddy, see you tomorrow" Jin mumbles.

With the lights off, the wolf turns into a man, he goes through rooms to take a bath, he found a library with a big purple armchair, plants adorning the ceiling, even though he still didn't trust them, he could rest well, just like before.

The next morning, the wolf fell asleep in the library, he had found some old clothes, so he put them on and went downstairs to make himself a cup of coffee. What he didn't expect was that Jin was in the kitchen.

"Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Jin yells out.

"Hey man calm down, I'm the wolf, my name is Namjoon" he bowed.

I walk down the stairs with the sheet wrapped around me.

"Why are you guys making noise so early in the morning" I complains

"Because he appears just like that" Jin mentions pointing Namjoon up and down.

"It's normal, I'm a hybrid" Nam shrugs, turning around to make himself a coffee.

"Well, we have to get used to it, we have to buy him clothes too" I walk over to Nam. "Let me have some coffee please, and Jin, it smells burnt"

"Go ahead, it's your house anyway" Nam takes his cup of coffee to sit at the table.

"My pancakes! Can't you use magic and redo them?" Jin complains.

"Oh come on! It should be for life and death situations" I mentions

"This is life or death! It's our food!" he shakes me.

"Well well, next time we can make dumplings" I wiggled my fingers making the pancakes perfectly cooked. We hear the light laughter coming from Nam.

My phone vibrates, it's Soyeon.

"Hey girl, how's it going? You know they have a flight today right?"she mentions. "Shit, I knew something had to be done, wait" I hang up quickly to turn around to see the guys.

"Well Nam, I scheduled a trip for me and Jin since his Birthday is coming up, it's today, but I don't know if you would be ok here alone, and Jin, would you agree for him to come?" I look at them waiting for an answer.

"For me, no problem" Jin looks at Nam.

"I don't know, I don't want to cause any trouble, besides isn't it your gift for him?" he purses his lips a little bit

"Yes, but you can also see it as an opportunity to buy clothes and have fun, then" I pat sunhee who is beside me.

"That's okay, I guess it'll be fun" he murmurs.

I call Soyeon to tell him to tell the driver that someone else is coming, then chat with Elizabeth, an old friend.

Crazy witch🐙: Hey bitch, are you there?

The Coolest👾 :Taking care of Sunhee? Why not Flor¿😯

Crazy witch🐙:Because I love you and you love me😁

The Coolest👾 : Well, leave her to Shiro😪

Crazy witch🐙:Are you still in the fashion show?👀

The Coolest👾 :Yes, Flor mentions if we can make a camping trip soon.😶‍🌫️

Crazy witch🐙:Sure when I get back from Paris✈️

"Are you done yet?" Namjoon appears behind me.

"Man, take it easy, you scared me" I put one hand on my chest.

"I'm sorry, but Jin is already out with the bags, I've already bathed, I'm changed but you're missing" he smiles apologetically.

"Yes I'm coming, get in the driver's car when I arrive, I won't be late" I snort to go upstairs to take a cold bath, I decide to wear a jean skirt with a grey croptop with flowers on it and my boots. I walk over to the mirror I have, I hear a car beep.

"I'm coming!" I yell to grab my purse, I put on a knitted beret my grandmother made me, the quartz necklace, and my holographic earrings. I walk downstairs to see Mr. Lee greeting me.

"How are you Miss?" Between his light wrinkles I see a warm smile. "Ready for a break, how have you and your family been?" I ask tapping his shoulder.

"Very well, now come on upstairs it will be late" he opens the door for me.

"Girl, what took you so long?" Jin asked.

"Wait! Sunhee, god I almost forgot" I quickly get off to look for Sunhee and her things, I get back on next to her. "Mr. Lee, how much time do you pray you have? I have to leave sunhee with Elizabeth" I look at him.

He puts on a pair of dark glasses before saying "Hold on tight".

"Why leave her with that Elizabeth?" Nam asks.

"Because she is a friend we are like family, she is a demon, besides sunhee if I leave her alone at home she makes disasters, believe me, she has eaten the socket protectors, sometimes I feel like she is immortal" I sigh.

"She's mommy's baby" Jin speaks in a baby tone.

"Obvious" We all laugh

"Ready, here we are" Mr. Lee mentions.

"Thanks, I'll be right back" I get out of the car carrying sunhee.

Knock Knock

The door opens, a guy in pajamas gets out.

"Hey Y/N, long time no see" he greets

"Don't get excited Shiro, I talked to Elizabeth, she's going to do me the favor of watching Sunhee until I get back from paris" I hand him Sunhee's things, and her leash. "You know her schedule, good luck, and don't let her eat socks!" I turn around to run to the car, get in it.

"Ready, let's go" I smile. "I'm going to call my aunt Jessi to let her know, I haven't seen her in a while."

"You become an old lady when you talk to her" Jin laughs.

"Oh come on" Before I dial my aunt, an incoming call from my mom interrupts.

"Hi ma, how's your vacation going?" I ask her.

"Wonderful here in Jeju with Goonie" She says.

"Ugh, too much sugar ma, I'm going to Paris with Jin, and a new friend, I plan to stop by my aunt Jessi's house" She laughs a little bit

"New friend? Who is it?" she speaks in a mocking tone.

"Not like that! it's not my destiny, we've already talked about it" I mumble, watching Jin and Nam talk.

"I know, but I want to see you happy, and I want grandchildren" She speaks excitedly.

"Don't even think, I'm going to cut myself the-" she interrupts me.

"Watch your language, assface" We laugh.

"Here we are" I hear Mr. Lee

"See you later ma, kisses" I hang up to grab my stuff and look for the private jet, Nam's eyes widen like saucers. "I'm humble" We laugh lightly.

Getting on the plane, I almost fall to the ground. I hear the laughter behind me. "How rude not to help a lady" I pout, they look at each other and sit on the plane's couch, putting on seat belts.

"I brought cards" Jin says

"I don't remember the rules well. Namjoon scratches the back of his head.

"You ignore me? fine, I'll go to sleep, please wake me up when we arrive" I go to bed indignant.

"ONE!" shouts Jin

"Man, I'm bad at this" Namjoon sighs.

"It's lack of practice" Jin shrugs his shoulders.

"Fine, I'll show you how to play" I get up from the bed

"Weren't you sleeping?" Jin asks

"I couldn't, give me space". He gives me a space to sit between them. "Thank you."

After 4 rounds in a row, I won.

"NOOO, treacherous" Jin complains.

"I guess I'll win someday" Nam laughs.

"We have arrived at your destination" I hear the voice in the jet, as it slowly lands.

"Let's go!" I get up running excitedly.

"So fast" Nam asks.

I say goodbye to the jet driver to find the chauffeur who will drop us all off at my aunt's house.

"Bonjour, Madame" The chauffeur greets me.

"Bonjour! Take us to my aunt please" I smile, looking around the airport.

"With pleasure, Madame" Smiles the chauffeur.

After 15 minutes we arrive at the house. I knock on the door.

"Girl, long time no see" My aunt hugs me.

"Princess!" My uncle joins us in the hug.

The hug is undone, because my uncles go to greet Jin, Namjoon just looks, I signal him to come in, my uncles look at him.

" this is Namjoon, new friend" Nam bows with a shy smile.

"Welcome to the family, Namjoon" My uncle smiles.

"Thank you" Nam replies shyly

"Well, where is Haerin?" I ask.

"Well, she's coming soon, she said he has a surprise, I guess, do you want coffee?" my aunt asks.

"I do, you know I can't refuse coffee" I smiled.

"Could I make myself a tea?" Jin asked.

"Go ahead dear, I don't know why you don't want coffee" my aunt laughs.

"I do want some" Namjoon mentions.

"Let's settle them upstairs boy" . My uncle lifts my suitcase, Namjoon follows him with the other suitcases in his hands, they lose sight of each other on the stairs.

"So where are you coming from?" uncle asks.

"From the mountains, north side, it was just me and dad" Namjoon mumbles somewhat nostalgically.

"Oh boy, I'm sorry, but look here we always have room for more" tio slipped his arm behind Nam's neck to hug him. Let's go downstairs and then the fire gets cold.

The door opened revealing Haerin with her boyfriend Heechul, they were laughing, until Haerin saw me, she runs to hug me.

"You're choking me, help-" I move into his arms.

"Didn't you miss me? You don't call me" She says in a childish voice"

"Well you don't answer either" I frown.

"We're even" We laugh. "Mom!, Dad, I missed you" she comes over to hug them.

I see Jin with two cups in his hands, he walks over to me, then walks over to Nam to give it to us.

"You didn't pour anything in it, did you?" I ask holding back laughter.

"YAH! Aunt Choi say something to her!" Jin complains.

"You're all grown up kids, anyway, let Haerin tell the news" My aunt smiles, we all take a seat.

"Ready honey?" Haerin asks Heechul who nods. "We're getting married! and there's a surprise coming" this last she mumbles.

"What the-" My uncle turns pale.

"He's getting his blood pressure down" I say running into the living room.

"Congratulations daughter, you know how dramatic your father is" My aunt hugs them.

"Congratulations!" Jin says, elbowing Nam who is concentrating on drinking his coffee.

"Congratulations" Nam mentions

"Well, we should have a party before we go" My aunt mentions, handing a glass of water to my uncle.

"Leave?" asks Jin

"Yes, we are going on a trip" My aunt smiles.

"When?" I ask

"Tomorrow morning" manages to answer my uncle.

"Shall I order food?" asks Haerin

"I can get the drinks" I mention.

"I think there is a store near here" Heechul mentions.

"Well, anyone coming or?" Nam steps forward, we grab our coats to go.

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Word count: 3.1k

I was a bit sick 😭(I was anxious to upload it), but here it is at last, tell me what do you think, what changes or additions can I make?

my friend is helping me to organize ideas, because I have too many that I-

Thanks for the love you give to the serie, ch 2 on the way chu chu🚂.

I will soon make the masterlist to organize this🍵

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All The Stories Are True!

Pairing: kim taehyung x fem. reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 3010

Warnings: unedited work, dub con (I think?), thigh riding, spit play, sensory deprivation, non-traditional A/B/O dynamics, alpha!taehyung, omega!reader, mentions of mating/heat cycles, college au, taekook are completely platonic, choking, unprotected sex, creampie, birth control is used (no babies here), mentions of mating bites, scenting, rut sex, pussy licking, spanking, big cock!tae (bc please), knotting, crying

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A/N: I’m too tired to edit this, so I’m sorry for any errors! This is also my first attempt at A/B/O, so please leave feedback if this is something you wanna see in future!

“For my favourite Alpha!”

 “How come Yoongi hyung gets cookies and we don’t?” Jungkook complained, a pout no one could ever say no to already forming on his face. Well, no one except you.

 “Yoongi helped me with my heat,” You explained, slapping Jimin’s hand away from the plate of cookies in front of Yoongi. “Unless you helped with my heat, you don’t get any.”

 “How am I supposed to help with your heat?” Jungkook whined, arms crossed. “I can’t help myself with my own heat.”

 “I told you, you didn’t have to do anything for me, Y/N.” Yoongi muttered, acting nonchalant, but everyone see his hand itching to grab a cookie. “I help with your heats; you can help with my ruts ���”

 Taehyung didn’t bother to listen to the rest of the conversation, rolling his eyes when he decided he had heard enough. He had to put all his efforts into making sure his scent didn’t get too sour, knowing it would just be too obvious. His nearing rut didn’t help his possessive nature, but he just couldn’t get his wolf to understand that you weren’t his to be possessive over.

 Jungkook, who knows about his feelings for you, patted his knee sympathetically, but almost immediately withdrew it after seeing your questioning stare.

 “Do you want to leave?” Jungkook murmured, leaning in so that no one could hear or see what he had said. “You’re burning up already. Do you want me to get you home?”

 Suddenly feeling his chest tighten, Taehyung nodded firmly, immediately pushing his chair back and following Jungkook out of the building and into his car.

 Your eyes zeroed in on the pair (which hadn’t even said goodbye, by the way), and tried not to let your agitation tighten your jaw.

 “Where’s Taehyung going?” You heard yourself ask, emitting a distressed scent without even realising it. Jimin raised his head from the textbook it was currently in and smirked.

 “To fuck his favourite omega, duh.”

  Your pride made sure you didn’t see any wrong in your actions. You definitely just happened to bake another of Taehyung’s favourite cookies, just happened to find the time to come visit him in his apartment.

 You definitely weren’t coming to see if Jungkook was with him.

 “What are you doing here?”

 You jumped what felt like a foot in the air, thankful to not drop your baked goods, before turning to scowl at the offending Alpha. Yoongi stood there, unfazed, mail in hand while you tried to come up with an excuse for your presence in his apartment block.

 “Oh, I heard Taehyung was a bit under the weather, so I baked him something!” You tried, going for your best smile, but Yoongi simply raised an eyebrow at you, unimpressed. Maybe you hadn’t heard, maybe it was more of a cornering Jimin and forcing him to tell you why Taehyung and Jungkook weren’t on campus.

 “You’re a smart omega, Y/N, you can think of a better excuse than that.”

 Dropping the smile, you sighed, knowing Yoongi could see right through you, so you simply decided on the truth. “I came to see if Jungkook was helping Taehyung with his rut.”

 “Taehyung isn’t in rut yet.” He stated, matter-of-factly. “And Jungkook isn’t here. He actually has a cold and is a bit under the weather.”

 You didn’t know what to say to Yoongi, suddenly feeling foolish for going through all this trouble when you could’ve just asked him what had been on your mind for the past few days.

 “Who’s he going to spend his rut with?” You asked, purposefully looking innocent so that Yoongi wouldn’t suspect anything. All that got you was a flick to your forehead. “Ow! I’m just curious!”

 “That’s his business. Go ask him yourself, I’m not your spy.” So, he did have someone to spend his rut with. Jealousy made your scent sour, something Yoongi openly laughed at, before walking away, waving his mail at you. “Quit being a little brat and go talk to him, Y/N.”

  “What are you doing here?” Taehyung asked, opening the door slightly before you had even knocked. His harshness surprised you; having never heard him be so brash and confrontational before.

 “I brought you cookies.” You replied, forcing a smile on your face. “You left before you got any the other day, so –”

 “Yeah, those were for your favourite Alpha, so.” He scoffed, going to close the door before you stuck a foot into his apartment, preventing him from closing it. “Y/N, now really isn’t a good time.”

 As he said it, your close proximity allowed you to immediately get hit with his strong pheromones, his scent filling you up, making you feel warm and fuzzy. If you looked closer, you could see the tiny droplets of sweat clinging to his skin, his eyes slightly sunken in, as if he hadn’t been getting much sleep.

 “I want to help you with your rut.” You said, abandoning all pretence, looking straight into his eyes to show how serious you are.

 Yanking you inside, you whined at him when you almost dropped the cookies, but you suddenly didn’t care about them when he pushed you against the closed door. You were abruptly reminded of just how much stronger he was than you, biceps brushing against your skin as he caged you in.

 The apartment was full of his scent, his pheromones, just everything to make your head feel cloudy, and suddenly it felt right to bare your neck to him. Without thinking, you leaned to one side, your unmarred skin free for him to mark.

 “Don’t fucking play with me now,” He snapped, too warm, veiny hand grabbing your neck, forcing you to straighten it out. His tone brought you back to reality, immediately feeling shame trickle over you when you realised how quick you were ready to let him mark you, mate with you. “I always fall for your games. I’m sick of it, Y/N. I’m sick of having to control myself around you, while you just push every single button.”

 “No more games,” You promised, voice quiet as you forced yourself to be present for this conversation. It was hard, especially with how good he smelled, but he deserved at least that. “I swear. We can talk about it later, but you smell like you’re an hour away from a full rut. Let me help you.”

  “I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself once it hits,” He whispered, nose knocking into yours as you both laid in his bed, you half atop of him. You had been scenting him for a while, ignoring the thick stench of oncoming rut, the scent itself making you leak slick.

 “Don’t stop then.” You said simply. “You can do whatever you want.”

 Regarding you with dark eyes, he scoffed. “You don’t know what I want to do.”

 “Whatever you want to do, I can handle it.” You promised, trying your hardest to not smirk. You’ve heard stories about Taehyung from other omegas on campus (which, at the time, had made you mad, causing you to give him the cold shoulder) but you would be lying if you said you didn’t want everything you had heard about him.

 “Would you let me tie you up?” Taehyung asked, almost bored, as he sat up to wipe down his brow. “Would you let me blindfold you?”

 Maybe it was too much for the first time, maybe you’d refuse, but Taehyung liked obedience, especially during his ruts. He liked knowing his omega would do anything he says, endure anything for him.

 “Oh, so you are into those things. I always wondered if they were just rumours.” You mumbled, almost not realising you were saying them out aloud. He looked at you, head cocked to one side, before climbing back on the bed.

 “What did you hear about me?” He asked, voice low and scent thickening, engulfing you, rendering you unable to think, much less speak. He straddled you, arms coming down on either side of your head, leaving you trapped. You could think of worse ways to be trapped. “Did my little omega hear what I do to people who end up in my bed?”

 Nodding, mind hazy, you tried clenching your thighs together to stop slick from leaking, but he caught your movement. Flipping you over so that you were straddling one of his thighs, he grabbed a hold of your waist, grip tightening when you tried to move away.

 “And what is it that I do to people who end up in my bed?” He whispered, a smirk barely hidden behind a façade. You didn’t know how to respond coherently; all the stories of how well-versed Taehyung was with omegas too much to convey.

 After you didn’t respond, he lifted his thigh so that it was flush against your clit, muscles tensed and perfect to grind against. Through the restrictive material of both your clothes, you tried to get every bit of pleasure you could, no longer needing his directive to hump his thigh.

 “Perfect omega.” He sighed, pulling your shirt and bra off before his hand almost instinctively wrapping around your throat, barely squeezing the sides while you gasped. Your eyes rolled back when he began groping your breasts, tugging on your nipples until they were pebbled.

 Your mind felt hazy, but you knew you both wanted more than this, so you palmed against his hardened cock, almost immediately welcoming how tightly he gripped your throat.

 “Want you.” You mumbled weakly, slick showing through your leggings, a reminder that your core was very empty, leaving you clenching on nothing.

 Taehyung removed his hand from your throat, letting lungfuls of fresh air enter your system, immediately lifting his hips to take his belt off. He moved you onto the bed, pushing your head down so that you were presenting yourself to him.

 Kneeling on the bed behind you, you immediately pushed your ass out to grind on his length, needing any form of contact you could get. Now, from the stories you had heard, this would’ve immediately warranted a pissed off Taehyung, but he indulged you, allowed you to grind against his dick all you wanted.

 You were so focused on the barely-there pleasure, you didn’t realise he had restrained your arms behind your back until you tried to turn around to see what the ripping sound was.

 Taehyung had ripped off a piece of your shirt, using the piece of cloth to prevent you from seeing. He tied the makeshift blindfold tightly, knowing that no matter how much you thrashed and moved around, it wouldn’t budge. You couldn’t find it in yourself to mourn the once-shirt, especially not when he was pulling down your pants, leaving bunched up at your bended knees.

 “Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” He mumbled from behind you. Suddenly feeling a pair of lips on your clit, you gasped, trying to grasp at anything but coming up short. You were quite a sexually-free person, not really embarrassed by anything, but the way Taehyung unabashedly tongue fucked your hole made you want to crawl under the blanket and hide of shame.

 Once again trying to grasp at him, you actually felt a bit of his hair on your hand before he pulled away from your pussy and spanked you hard.

 “Your hands are tied for a reason, stop trying to get around it.” He snapped, bed shifting as he did something, but you didn’t know what. Being unable to touch him was infuriating since you just wanted to feel his skin on yours. As if he heard your thoughts, he leaned over against you, bulge right against your throbbing slit, and pulled your hair, forcing your head to snap up. “Be good, or I’ll tie your legs too. Then I can really do whatever I want.”

 The thought of him having free reigns over you made you leak more slick, something he scoffed at before moving away. Both of you hadn’t realised it yet, but Taehyung was in full rut, his scent too thick to deny any longer. Without you realising, he unzipped his jeans, and pulled his length out.

 Suddenly feeling him prod against your core, and you shivered when you realised just how huge he was, the head already being a tight fit against your slit.

 “Alpha?” You mewled, trying to move back against him so that he could at least slip the tip in. He held you still, but he wasn’t irritated at you trying to fuck back into him; when he replied, you could almost see the smirk on his stupidly handsome face.

 “Just admiring how tiny your cunt looks next to my cock, baby.”

 Without letting you process his statement, he pushed into you hard, pushing you up the bed with just a single thrust. It was a tight fit with only half his cock, and you were already gasping for air. He pulled out, groaning at the way your walls clung to him, refusing to let him pull out. Thrusting in harder this time, you choked on your own spit after feeling just how deep he was, cock head seemingly touching your belly button.

 “Presenting so well for Alpha,” He mumbled, balls slapping against your clit while he fucked into you. You were already fucked brainless, your pussy stretching beautifully around his cock, your walls forced open and pulsing around him. Your face was just buried in the pillows on his bed, unable to hold your head up while he fucked you roughly.

 His skin slapped against yours hard at what felt like a bruising pace, but he didn’t falter even once, hips moving at a pace that was only possible of an Alpha in rut.

 Feeling as if the grip on your waist wasn’t keeping you still enough, he grabbed onto the leather loop between your arms and onto your hair, forcing you down onto the bed.

 In this position, you knew if someone walked in and saw you, you wouldn’t have a shred of pride left, and that’s exactly what Taehyung wanted. He kept a hand around your mouth, your cries and moans being lost against his skin, while he continued grunting into your ear.

 “Baby, you’re making a mess,” He scolded, barely out of breath when he pulled your head back to look at you. You had drooled a little, pleasure too much for you to even comprehend what had happened, but Taehyung was absolutely delighted.

 Licking up your spit from his hand, he then licked at the corner of your mouth, making sure everything had been cleaned up before saying your turn.

 Using his now clean hand to squeeze your cheeks until your mouth was opened, he let a trickle of his saliva pool on your tongue. Because of his forceful thrusts, half of his spit ended up on your chin, but you were too out of it to think.

 Taehyung preened when you stuck out your tongue to get over drop of his spit off your tongue, so much so that he pushed your hips up just so that he could play with your clit.

 “Well behaved, omega.” He mumbled pridefully, his thumb on your clit unknowingly rubbing too well, causing you to cum hard around his cock.

 He didn’t stop fucking you though, your walls pulsing on his length perfectly, the beginning of his knot forming at the base of his cock. Taehyung knew that with the way you were squeezing around him, pussy convulsing from oversensitivity, that he couldn’t fuck his knot into you this way, so without thinking much, he flipped you on top of him, using his strength to move you up and down his cock.

 Your slick was everywhere, it had soaked the sheets and was shining against your thighs and ass. His mouth watered to taste you again, but he was too dead set on knotting you to think about stopping.

 “Alpha, cum… Again,” You whimpered mindlessly, letting him use you however he wanted. He pulled against the belt, forcing you to balance yourself on your hands while he started thrusting into you, somehow harder, his knot catching on your rim as he panted.

 “Going to knot this perfect omega pussy,” He promised panting as a bead of sweat rolled down his temple. “Fill you up with so much cum, make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”

 Tears fell behind the makeshift blindfold, only fuelling how fast he fucked his hips into yours, and you came with high pitched whimpers, slick soaking into his jeans. He gripped your waist pulling you closer to his sweaty skin and laid back fully, planting his feet onto the bed and finally pushed his knot into you, pushing your core to the limit.

 He cursed loudly, groans and grunts filling the air as he came into you. He came for what felt like forever, the thick, sticky fluid seemingly never ending, but you didn’t want it to stop. If you could feel your legs, you probably would’ve continued bouncing on his knot, wanting to take even more of his cum.

 The silence was barely noticed by both of you, both too focused on catching your breath and calming your thundering heartbeats. Now that you had sat still for a few minutes, you could feel how sore your joints were, your neck stiff from being pushed into the mattress, and your shoulders aching to be let out of the belt. Most of all, you want this damn blindfold off.

 “Alpha, belt, please.” You mumbled unable to form a proper sentence. He immediately undid the belt, then came up and pulled off the blindfold. Squinting to adjust to the light, you saw him give you a soft smile.

 “Hi,” He murmured, kissing your cheek. You nuzzled into his neck, smiling when you kissed over his scent gland, and he shivered. “Are you okay?”

 “I don’t think you can keep me off your knot after this.” You muttered begrudgingly. “All the damn stories were true.”

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[4joonkookie]

hehe i love tae but am so happy with the direction the story is going with jk and oc 😁😁😁😁

There must be some universe where oc can have both 😈

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[kookieswan]

Sweet Blood - VIII Pt.2

PolyDemon!TaeKook x OccultStudent!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Demon AU, Poly AU, Horror AU, Angst and Fluff this time around.

Warnings: MC is still dealing with the aftermath of Pt.1. Some talk of injuries and blood.

Summary: You’re out of that hell and in the arms of the demons. Your demons.

Notes: Wooooo! Slightly softer and sweet TaeKook. Hope you all enjoy 🌸 Find Pt.1 of this chapter here!

Find the Sweet Blood Masterlist here!

Tags: @parkdatjimin @jookiemonie @sugarflywme @pamzn

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“Fuck, do we need to wrap her leg again? I’m worried it’ll start to bleed through the bandages… Should we take her to the hospital…?” It’s the first think you hear, Jungkook’s soft voice dancing through your head quietly. It’s comforting, or as comforting as it can be considering you can’t open your eyes or seem to move. You hear shuffling around you on either side, fabric ruffling softly.

“You know we can’t Jungkookie. We shouldn’t even be staying here right now, it’s pretty clear that everyone targeting us knows where to find her.” Your leg is grabbed, and internally you wince at the throbbing of the gash there. They’re both touching it from what you can tell, likely checking it to make sure it’s not bleeding all over the place and soaking whatever you’re laying on.

You may not be able to see, but their touches are kind, likely trying not to cause you too much pain, and you’re more than thankful for that. It’s quiet for a bit, your demons barely moving, your eyes still trying to twitch open. There’s a small sigh, and then a hand rubs over your forehead, then down the side of your head, then your cheek…

“… She looked so scared when we pulled her out…” You want to scoff, joke that of course you were scared! How could you not be when some weird lookalikes were trying to kill you, or worse? Taehyung hums before speaking up, voice slightly louder and more confident.

“Our pretty dove is strong, she’ll be fine. We just need to make sure that nothing like that happens again. I wasn’t expecting another entity to attack us in public, a mistake on my part.” You hadn’t been expecting it either. Demons can be cocky, sure, but revealing themselves in a public setting is a completely different story. Again, you try to shift or crack your eyes open so you can speak to them, but your body doesn’t respond how it should. It doesn’t seem to want to work properly lately…

“It’s not your fault Tae. You know she won’t blame you anyway. And look, if it’s your fault then it’s mine too. I should have been paying more attention…” Jungkook trails off, both of them going quiet as you feel their bodies leaning over yours in tandem. There’s a barely there sound of lips smacking wetly, a sigh, and then you open your eyes.

It would be funny if you didn’t feel so out of it, both men leaning over the top of you, eyes wide and shocked as you peer up at them, their faces questionably close to one another’s. You can’t help your next move, it’s an automatic reaction to lash out, to fight against them like before. Logically, you know that you’re safe now and that these are your boys, but those faces resonate in your head. It triggers an odd fight or flight response, and apparently, fighting seems like the best thing to do right now.

“Ah, Dove, glad that your back with u-“ You’re up and on Taehyung faster than you thought you could manage, arms flailing out to hit him. It’s an odd feeling, wanting to lash out against him and hug him at the same time. Jungkook quickly grabs you from behind as carefully as he can manage, trying to calm you as you pull against him to get at the other demon.

“Hey now, there’s no need to be so violent. You don’t have to fight us though sweet thing, we won’t hurt you, we’re not… him.” Jungkook whispers it into your ear as Taehyung continues to watch. His eyebrows are raised, clearly surprised at how quickly you moved to attack him. Going lax, you lean back into the dark demon and observe your surroundings properly.

You’re in your room, in your bed, in the arms of a demon whose bound to you. Across from you sits another demon whose bound to you, wary as he watches your eyes flit curiously around the space. Feeling the softness of your blankets underneath you, seeing familiar pictures on your walls, it helps the calm you need to wash over your mind.

“Let go please.” Jungkook does almost immediately, allowing you to lean towards Tae again. You do, but this time your touch is careful, calculated as your fingers run up his cold neck. The pale demon stays quiet as your hands run over his neck, his face, over hips lips and eyes as he closed them for you. Like usual, he’s dressed in all white, and you decided to ignore the flecks of blood you spy on the clothing.

It’s then that you realize that Taehyung looks completely ‘normal’, just like himself . Pale white eyes stare back at you, his face soft as you continue to roam your hands over his skin. There’s no gross slices, no leaking blood, no sign that he isn’t himself. After a bit, he cracks a hesitant smile, raising a hand up to lay over your own on his cheek.

“Am I to your satisfaction?” He is, they both are, or you think they are. They have to be. Twisting around, you take in the sight of Jungkook, huge dark eyes and a face full of worry. Not being able to stop yourself, you give the man similar treatment as you crawl to him.

“_____?” The only response he gets is a quiet hum from you. Jungkook feels the same, skin relatively soft, eyes bright as he observes your movements. He allows you to do what you please, poking and prodding at his chest and arms without question. They’re real. They are, and it makes you tear up.

“I- You’re real…” It comes out as a sob, both men on you almost instantly. Jungkook wraps his arms around your shoulders from behind, leaning you into his chest as he leaves a small kiss against your neck. Tae leans in, taking your hands in his large ones to let you know what he is real, he is here. A feeling of warmth heat sup in your chest, burning but not unpleasantly.

“We are, and we’re so fucking sorry that we didn’t-“ Jungkook’s voice is drowned out by your loud cries, all of the fear and pain coming over you properly. The dark demon just holds onto you tighter as Tae kisses your hands, chaste pecks against each finger in attempt to calm you.

“Shhh it’s okay baby. You’re okay, Tae and I will keep you safe from now on.” Kookie rocks you in his arms slowly, trying his best to calm you. In turn, you try your best to calm yourself, tears still falling as you hiccup and sniffle.

“We will dove. I won’t let anyone touch a hair on your head, not without going through me first.” It’s reassuring, you can’t blame them for the first attack. They weren’t expecting it, and neither were you. Nodding your head, Tae boops your nose with the tip of his sharp nail, making you let out a wet giggle. Jungkook sighs from behind you, hot breath caressing the skin of your neck.

“Do you need anything? Are you thirsty or hungry or…?” Shaking your head, a small wave of dizziness and the unwavering warmth in your chest makes you frown. Your demons watch attentively, waiting for your response so they can cater to you properly.

“No Kookie, Tae, I’m just tired… Wanna sleep.” You can feel grogginess coming back over you, the need to rest becoming the only thing on your mind. The men move around the bed, Jungkook laying down behind you against the wall, pulling you down to lay against his chest. Tae moves to leave the room for something, but you whine and he stops in his tracks.

“Stay please.” And so he does, crawling back into bed and throwing blankets over your bodies. You cuddle into his chest, pushing yourself back against Jungkook as well. It’s odd, you want to feel them against you, want to know they’re yours and that they’re real.

Strong arms are wrap around you and kisses are left against your clammy skin. The demons go quiet as your start to drift off, completely out of character for them and yet it means a lot to you. So much that they’re keeping an eye out, that they care for you, that they wish to keep you safe.

Maybe you should have told them that something burns at the back of your chest, but you repress the urge for now. It’s probably nothing, right? Right. You can question all of this some other time.

“Sleep tight Dove. We’ll figure everything out soon, hm?”

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