#taekook x yn

[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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[terribles-world]

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.

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sh. | chapter thirteen | ot7 | they/them version

THIS VERSION IS WRITTEN WITH THEY/THEM PRONOUNS. YOU CAN READ A VERSION WITH SHE/HER PRONOUNS HERE.

PAIRING ot7 x reader RATING Explicit. 18+. GENRE smut. fluff. angst. nonidol au. wildnerness au. roommates au. friends to lovers. SUMMARY Six months of quarantine have kept you apart. Somehow the distance sparks something new in each of you: questions, unfinished conversations, threads once chased now left cold. So when your roommate invites you to come with him to a mysterious house in the mountains with your friends, how could you even think of saying no? WC 8.2k WARNINGS AND TAGS  reference to reader with they/them pronouns. orgy. allusions to free use. powerplay. grinding. dirty talk. slight degradation. praise kink. dom!Jin. teasing. oral sex. handjob. fingering. anal sex. exhibitionism. voyeurism. orgasm. creampie. overstimulation.

AN: thank you all so much for all the love you've shown this series. i appreciate each and every one of you. let me sing the praises of the delightful max aka @hesperantha who once more has done a number on this chapter and helped bring it to life. thank you max!

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Jin lounges on the chair, legs spread wide, cock standing strained against his stomach. 

“Stop.” He holds up a hand. “Let me see you first.” 

You pause, looking at him curiously. 

“I want to look at you,” he says. 

So you stand there, while his eyes rove over your body, drinking you up. You feel suddenly shy at the unwarranted lust that permeates his gaze and your own flickers downwards, towards the floor. 

“Head up,” Jin orders. “Look at me. You know what it means to be looked at, right?” 

You shake your head. 

“That you’re wanted.” It’s said softly. “C’mere.” 

You wander over and settle tentatively in his lap, balancing most of your weight on your legs. 

“No,” Jin says, pulling your hips back so your ass presses against his erection. A gasp shudders through you. “ Sit. None of this floating shit.” 

“Oh… okay.” 

So you do. You let your weight fall against him, and he pulls you securely against his chest, a gasp spearing through you as you feel the contact. You’ve never been this close to Jin before, never felt him like this. 

For a moment, the room falls into the silence that you’re beginning to get used to when one moment transitions into another. Silence is a good thing, you’re learning. A sign of comfort. 

Jin takes the opportunity to let his hands roam upwards from your hips, tracing gently against your sides. You shiver at the light sensation. 

“I’m going to touch you, is that okay?” he whispers in your ear so that no one but you can hear his deep voice. 

“Yes. Please.” 

“Such good manners.” You can hear the sly grin in his voice. “Keep it up and I might give you what you want.” 

“And what is it that I want?”  you cut back. 

“Us.” Jin’s hands slide from your sides to cup your tits, gentle touches gliding around your areolas before pinching them, pulling a sharp inhale from you. “You want to be our slut.”

The word triggers a new flood of need.

“You like that, don’t you?” Jin continues. “Like being our dirty little whore.”

You nod dumbly, all too aware of how his words affect you.

 “I think there’s something I’d like,” Jin declares. 

“And what’s that?” 

“For the duration of your stay here, I don’t want you to come.”

Anger flashes through you. “What?!” 

“Unless it’s one of us making you come.” 

Shock rolls through you like a hot spear and Jin’s grip on you tightens. His hands trace down your body, exploring, learning where your body folds over itself, where it dips, where it curves. Taking you in like you’re something to be learned of, worshiped. Despite the commanding tone that he takes with you, his eyes are wide and curious as his hands and his gaze roves over you, like he’s never really seen you before. In a way, he hasn’t. Not like this. Spread out. Pliant. Willing. Entirely bared. 

For him.

For all of them. 

Because right now the rest of your friends have very hungry eyes locked onto your form. 

“Well, it’s not like I’ve really been coming any other way since I’ve been here,” you say, reaching back and twining your fingers in his long black strands. His grip tightens. 

“Is that so?”

His hands rove back up to cup your breasts, pressing and plying them to his whim as  he hums small praises in your ear: “So ready. So willing. So good for me.” 

When he speaks next though, it’s not just for you. It’s for the pleasure of everyone in the room: “Have you been coming on Jungkookie’s cock every day since we got here? Making Jimin watch while you bounce on him?” 

“Actually—” Jimin cuts in. “It was the other way around.” 

“Ah,” Jin hums, his voice graveled. “Did you tie poor Jungkook up and make him watch while you came undone on Jimin’s cock?” 

You murmur an agreement, your body beginning to warm up again beneath his roving hands. But your answer is quickly cut off as Jin slowly begins to slide his thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, silencing any legible speech that might slip from your lips. 

“And you liked that?” 

You nod, silenced by his large thumb. 

“You like to show off, don’t you? You like to know everyone has their eyes on you. You like to know that they’re getting off because of you. Isn’t that right?” He slips his free hand down your body, tracing towards your clit, and you think he’s going to touch you, to circle around, to play with you. And he does, but not in the way you think. Instead, he slides his fingers through your lower lips, far enough apart that they whisper right past your clit. He’s not touching you. Not where you want him to. You squirm in his grasp, wishing for his thumb against your clit as he slides his fingers back and forth through your lips, but his hold tightens. “Sh… it’s okay,” he coos. “I asked you a question. Answer me.” 

“Ynghf—” is the best yes you can manage around his thumb in your mouth. 

“ Good. Then you won’t mind so much if I fuck you in front of everyone else, will you?” 

No, no, I don’t mind,  you want to say, but any thought you may have is silenced by his fingers finally pressing against your clit. Not rubbing, not circling, but pressing. His stillness stirs the urge to grind against his hand in desperation. After several seconds of pressure, he releases you—a sharp inhale of breath—and presses his hand to your mons pubis. Pressure, release. It feels like you’re starved for touch, for oxygen. 

He repositions you and your eyes widen. The head of his cock is pressing against your entrance. Your breath shudders in anticipation as you feel the girth of him against you. 

Jin is big. 

“Do you really think you can take me?” Jin groans as he rubs the head of his cock against your slick lower lips. “Maybe I’m too big for your little cunt.” 

Releasing your jaw from his grip, he uses his grasp to lift you above his cock, circling the head of his dick around your dripping entrance. You want to swallow him up, want to feel him press against your innermost walls, want to feel the way he warms you from the inside out. 

He presses the head of his cock against your opening and pushes. It doesn’t go in. He pushes again. And it slips in just a little but the stretch is so intense that you retract against his chest. He pulls out and hums against your ear. 

“Don’t worry, it’s okay if you can’t fit me now. You will later.” 

“N-no,” you groan, trying to sit back down on his cock, but he holds you back. 

It must be an array of things. Seven pairs of eyes on you, and only you. The heightening feeling of tension in your chest, delightful, but present.  The lingering sensitivity from two orgasms with Yoongi and Namjoon—a sensitivity which you curse, as you crave Jin in the way you can’t have him. You want to fit him, you want to fit him badly. You ache for him to fill you up, stretch you out, just for him, and all your friends to see. Still it’s clear that without a little more time, there’s no way he’s fitting comfortably within you. 

“I’m not in any rush,” Jin murmurs in your ear, just for you to hear. He lowers you back to his lap, slipping his cock between your lower lips. “But know: when I come, I want to come in your cunt.” He punctuates his words with a thrust through your pussy lips, his cock gliding smoothly through the slick that’s gathered there, collecting your desire as his hips kick forward. 

He begins to thrust gently against your cunt, more or less using your pussy lips to get himself off. Using you as a toy to get himself off. The thought makes your head spin in the best way possible and your core clench against him. He chuckles when he feels it. 

“Look at them, already falling apart and I haven’t even fucked them.” 

Jin motions to the others to gather close around, and they do as he bids, untangling themselves from one another and stepping closer. Sat in Jin’s lap, you’re suddenly surrounded by six of your friends. 

“Tell us,” Yoongi drawls. “What is it you want?” 

As you look around, you notice that most of them have their hands wrapped around their cocks. Jimin is one of the few who doesn’t, pressing his palm to his cock, cupping his balls rather than stroking. Holding back the way you knew he always would. He always did like to drag things out, you think. 

“What do you want?” Yoongi repeats and you look up at him. 

You want to take each of them into your mouth, between your palms, inside you. You want to learn what makes each of them twitch against your skin, want to learn how each one feels the moment before they tip over the edge, how their hearts would hammer in their chest in the moment after. How air, sliding between their lips would feel in the throes of pleasure .

More than anything, you want to be the source of that pleasure. Just as they do for you. 

You want to be the center of it all. Just as you are now. 

“I want you all.” 

“Greedy, greedy.” Jin murmurs. “You can’t even take one cock, how are you going to manage to take six more?” 

Yoongi chuckles. “So what do you propose then?” He steps closer, and his cock is within inches of your mouth. Your mouth waters. 

“Wanna suck you off.” 

Yoongi traces your lips with the head of his cock and you open wide. 

“Just me? What about the others?” 

“Let them do what they want,” you say, trying to swallow Yoongi’s cock, but he keeps it just out of reach. 

“Do you really mean that?” Yoongi says, leaning in and brushing the hair that falls into your eyes off your forehead. “You want them to do whatever to you?” 

“Anything,” you gasp as he keeps himself just out of reach. “Please—just touch me.” 

Yoongi’s cock comes to rest on your bottom lip. “You heard them,” he says. “Do whatever you want.” 

The words shoot like ice through your warming body. You’ve never trusted someone, let alone seven people, like this, and it comes as a kind of surprise when your heart races at the implication that for tonight you’re theirs, all theirs. 

The tip of Yoongi’s pink cock finally, finally slips into your mouth and you press your lips in a careful o around it, careful to keep his dick safe from your teeth, even as you know Yoongi always did like a little bit of pain with his pleasure. 

Your work narrows to Jin still between your legs, thrusting against your cunt, and Yoongi between your lips. You circle your tongue around the head of his cock, applying just the right amount of pressure and he groans.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” Yoongi says and sends you a wink. “It’s been too long.”

In a moment, all of the times that you spent together come rushing back. Him fucking you against his balcony window. Nights spent curled up in his bed. The TV blaring and ignored in the background while you rode his dick on the couch. The memories come, and you find yourself even more eager to please him. To remind him.

“Here,” a familiar voice says, and you look over to find that Jungkook is standing near you, his cock in his hand. You reach for him and he steps closer, slipping his dick into your hand. “You’re so good for me,” he says when your hand naturally tightens around him. 

There’s so many things happening at once that you’re only half sure you’re doing any of them well, but you still give your all as you wrap your hand around his shaft. He’s already slicked up, but you use your thumb to gather the precome beading at the head of his dick and slide it down the length of his cock.

He’s already groaning and you’ve barely touched him. He’s so quick to his own pleasure, luxuriating in it more than anyone you know does. It’s so tempting, the way he lets his head roll back, his eyes flutter close. The way he lets it just take over his body, like he’s been waiting at the edge of a lily pond this entire time, just waiting for the opportunity to dive into the cool and dark depths of pleasure. Like he is nothing more than a feeling being. Like he is nothing more than the sensation of the moment. 

Could you do that? Sink into sensation? Let it take over your body? Like the dark waters of the pond, could you let it sink into you, darkness twirling round your limbs as the men in your life press pleasure into your skin? 

You’re unsure. Teetering at the edge. But you’ll try. 

You close your eyes and dive in. Sensation floods your system: the soft skin of Jungkook’s cock in your hand. The sea-salt taste of Yoongi, leaking onto your tongue. Jin’s largeness, spearing through your lower lips. That warmth it kindles deep within your abdomen, stoking the flames higher and higher. And hands. Everywhere, hands, petting you, tangling in you, pulling you closer, closer to delight. To pleasure. 

Your strong but silky grip tightens on Jungkook as you slowly begin pumping his cock. Your hand wanders down to his balls, cupping them for a moment, feeling their heavy weight before you dance your fingers over them, wishing it were your tongue on him instead. 

Jin, still beneath you, is calm and grounded as he takes Taehyung’s dick in his mouth. You can see it all in the periphery as he bobs expertly up and down on his boyfriend’s cock. You steal a move or two out of his book. And though it’s hard to focus on more than one thing at a time, you wish you could see Taehyung’s face as his boyfriend drowns him in pleasure. 

You hear him though. 

Those sounds. 

The same ones you used to draw from him. They resurrect some deep memory within you, some young, deep longing that you thought had long gone to bed. Instead the fire flickers higher, and you grind your hips against Jin’s cock. 

Jin pulls off with a pop and grins. 

“Did the little one think of something they weren’t supposed to? Is that why you’re clenching on my cock like that? Like a whore?” 

“Ngfh,” you say around Yoongi’s cock. 

Jin gently takes your head and pulls it off of his dick, turning you so you’re twisted and looking at him. Something dark and dangerous shines in his eyes. 

“Tell me.” 

You shake your head.

“Tell me.”  

He raises one eyebrow and you’re done for. 

“Thought about fucking… Taehyung.” 

“Ahh…” Jin glances up at Taehyung and grins. “They’d like to fuck you.” 

Taehuyung, cock in one hand, reaches down to tilt your head up and press a kiss to your forehead. “Patience baby, patience. You’ll get your turn.”  

That’s when you feel something skate against your lower lips and you lower your eyes to find that Hoseok has knelt between your thighs and is now gliding his tongue against you. 

“Fuck,” you curse, watching as his tongue lathes across Jin’s thrusting dick as Hoseok aims for your clit. It’s a sight you’d never imagine you’d see, but now that you do, you don’t ever want to unsee it. It’s depraved in the best way possible. “Fuck, Hobi,” you gasp. “You feel so good.” 

You can feel him grin against your cunt. 

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he murmurs against you, and his words slice so sharply through you that each sound feels like a curse. 

His tongue circles around your clit ever so slowly. At this point, you’re strung between sensitivity and longing. Your lower lips feel every touch, every stroke, every thrust, and it makes you feel dizzy.  

The room, too, is starting to smell like sex, and it goes straight to your head, leaving you feeling a little wild from it all. 

Yoongi replaces his cock on your lip, resting gently, urging you softly, until you take his head and suck it carefully into your mouth. His head rolls back and he lets out a soft groan that goes straight to your center. 

“Can never get enough of your mouth, baby.”

When you suck him deeper, letting the tip of his cock brush against the back of your throat, he sings your name like no other. 

“Just like that,” he groans, fisting a hand in your quickly tangling hair. 

He peeks down to check on you, and you nod. He thrusts gently into your throat. Once. Twice. A third time. You gag around him, and his eyes glance down to yours, but you nod along. At least as much as you can with a dick in your throat. 

“Tap twice when you want me to stop,” he says. 

“Mmmf,” you reply. Yes. Keep going.

He somehow understands and slips his cock deeper into your throat. 

One. Two. Three. And then relief. Air floods your lungs, a high floods your brain. 

“God, your throat is so tight around my cock.” 

He thrusts once more before picking up a shallow pace, using your throat like some kind of fucktoy, his eyes glued to yours as he does. You know what he wants. Eyes on me, babe. Take them off me and I’ll finish on my own. It’s what he’d always tell you before. 

When he sees you’ve remembered, he grins a cocky little smile. 

You groan around his length and he does too, in turn, pressing your nose against his pelvic bone and thrusting into your throat. 

“Fuck, hyung,” Jungkook sighs. “Can see your dick in their throat.” 

For a moment you forget everything but Yoongi’s cock in your mouth, Hoseok’s tongue against your clit, and the sensation of your hand working on Jungkook’s cock. But then you notice: Jungkook seems happy, a little too happy, like he’s been dancing on the lip of orgasm for a long while. 

You pop off of Yoongi’s cock to turn to Jungkook. 

“You gonna come soon, baby?” tightening your grasp around him, slowing your strokes just enough. 

“It looks like he is,” Yoongi chimes. 

“N-no,” Jungkook whines as you tug on his balls. “Gonna hold on, wanna come with the others.”  

You too, are balancing on the edge of coming. The continuous motion from Jin, the hard, wet pressure Hoseok applies to your clit, the sensation of Yoongi’s pleasure sliding against your cheek: it goes straight to your head, makes you feel like something is about to rip out of your chest and go feral. 

“When we fuck you—” Namjoon’s voice comes from behind you and Jin. You twist to find him standing, slowly stroking his cock, a perfect memory of that fateful day in the library. But this time everything is different. This time his eyes are on you, the real you, in the flesh rather than a figment of his imagination. This time, his eyes bear into yours with a heat you’ve only tasted flickering embers of from him: glimpses of his mind caught deep in a rut of passion. But now the heat burns strongly in his gaze. “How many cocks do you think you can fit?” 

“Mm—” you say as Yoongi shoves his cock in your mouth again. Namjoon comes around to the front, so you can see him as Yoongi throat fucks you. 

“One? Two?’ 

Jin’s voice resonates in your ear.

“You know, one day we’ll double stuff you. Fill you all the way up to the brim. After we’ve stretched you out a bit. Gotten you used to taking cock whenever we want you to.” The delirious way Jin’s fantasy’s spill in your ear has your pelvic muscles clenching at his thoughts. At all the thoughts. Now that you’ve opened this door, there’s no going back to the way things were before. And that means a thousand more doors open before you now, though the ones with cries of pleasure echoing through them are currently the ones calling your attention.

“Is that what you want to be for us?” Jimin hums. “Our little whore?” 

“What will you let us do to you?” Jin murmurs in your ear. “Will you let us bend you over at breakfast? Will you wake up, stuffed with cock because Jungkook couldn’t bother to wake you up before he needed to fuck you?” 

Jungkook groans at this. “Fuck, hyung. Wanna do that.” 

Jin’s pace against your cunt is picking up, and so is the pace of Jungkook’s thrusts into your hands. Hoseok, still, continues his reliable pattern, but it’s the repetition that builds you up, each lick of his tongue against you pushing you closer and closer to your ending. 

“I can feel them clenching at the thought of it,” Jin chuckles. 

“Is that right?” Jimin asks. “You wanna be our little fucktoy?” 

You slide off of Yoongi’s dick, removing one hand from Jungkook to wrap around Yoongi as you gasp, “Yes, yes. Wanna be that for you.” 

“For us,” Jimin echoes. “So good, just for us.” 

There’s something about the way that he says it, his voice deep and strained, his eyes boring into yours, his hand slowly roving up and down his dick. You’ve never seen him lean into his own pleasure like this, and to know that he’s imagining what you’re imagining—you, fucked well, fucked frequently, all over the house. You, waiting for a cock to fill you at any moment, ready for it at every moment. His jaw clenches at the thought, his hold of control finally, finally wavering. You watch as his eyes flutter, then lock on yours. 

Our whore. Ours.

Everything feels like it speeds up, your friends cooing sweet praise which lands softly on your ears, sinking deep beneath the surface of your skin, warming you from the inside out. 

And suddenly you’re coming. Sinking deep within the pond of your own pleasure, your hands release Jungkook and Yoongi and clasp onto their thighs instead, your back arching deliciously as delight courses through your limbs. You’d been teetering on the edge of your orgasm for so long that when it finally comes, it’s a slow, intense wash of extremity. 

“Shit.” 

“Fuck, look so good coming undone on Jin’s cock like that.” 

“Gorgeous.”

Maybe it's something about the way your head is thrown back or the way you cry out, but your undoing causes a chain reaction. Jungkook comes with a grunt, his seed spurting across your chest. Yoongi is soon to follow, pressing his cock to your lips with a gentle swallow, baby . He tastes salty and tart on your tongue, and you greedily drink him down, a little spilling down your lips, which Yoongi dutifully swipes up and presses to your tongue. 

“So pretty, swallowing my come.” 

Holding you steady, Jin pushes the tip of his cock into your entrance, still fluttering with the aftershocks of your orgasm. At your back, you can feel him shuddering and his cock twitches within you as he comes in your cunt. 

Hoseok kisses up your belly, peppering your torso, your chest with little love bites, his cock in hand, his breath coming quickly. You can feel the heat of his breath fan across your skin as he works his way upwards, the gentlest of touches. He gets to your neck and stops. Steps back. Grins at you. 

“You look beautiful like this.” 

There’s a moment where all of you don’t speak. The room is filled with the sounds of everyone panting. And then the rearranging happens. It’s like molasses seeping across the floor, the way everything moves in slow motion, Jungkook disappearing for a moment, only to come back with a t-shirt which he uses to carefully mop up your chest. Jin rearranging you, so you are the one in the chair, the rest peeling off into pairs and trios and speaking in hushed tones, faces, bodies, caressed so gently. Jungkook and Namjoon sit closely together, Namjoon’s hand threading into Jungkook’s hair as he leans in closely. Yoongi and Hoseok disappear from the room, chatting lightly as if you all aren’t naked and fucking each other. Yoongi runs a hand up Hoseok’s back. 

When you stand, you feel dizzy. Not physically. But as if every touch, every whisper, every gasp has gone directly into your head and intoxicated you. 

You too, disappear for a moment to pee, Jin’s come staining your inner thigh. You’re hesitant to wipe at it, but you do, reluctantly. 

Not wanting to look in the mirror, you stare at your hands instead, the foamy soap lathering up between your fingers. You get lost in the rhythm of it all, your gaze blurring as you finally take your first deep breath of the night. In. Out. You return. Your head feels less spinny. Your limbs feel heavy again. 

When you return you look over the living room in an absolute state of disarray. It suits  your friend group well. 

Taehyung is suddenly at your side, and he stares at you for a long moment, taking in your blissful expression. You glance at him. 

“I’d like to remind you that I suggested this kind of thing years ago.” 

You grin at him. “It seems like your wish has finally come true then, eh?” 

“I guess it has.” 

Jin calls to him from across the room and you’re left standing silently in the doorway. 

Something icy cold is pressed against your skin and you yelp.

“Oh! God! I didn’t see you there,” Namjoon hurriedly exclaims. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.” 

He’s holding two very large, very frosty glasses of water. 

“No, no, it’s okay. It just surprised me,” you say. “I never said temperature play was off the menu, anyways.” 

Namjoon’s eyes widen. “Oh really?” He offers you one of the glasses of water with a gentle insistence that you drink. And you take it, gulping down the sweet, sweet liquid. You hadn’t realized you were this thirsty. 

“Here,” you say, and press the glass to Namjoon’s lips too, setting down the second glass where Jimin grabs it to pass around to his friends. As you tilt the glass forward, a little bit dribbles down the side of his mouth. He drinks deeply, ever holding your gaze, his throat bobbing with the effort. 

How is it that even like this he is sexy?

At this point in the night, all discomfort of your naked form has melted and you press yourself closer to him, close against his hard cock. 

Lowering the glass from his lips, you trace a lazy finger up it and it twitches against your hand. 

“You’re so hard.” His cock is reddened with arousal and need.

“I, uh, didn’t come. Not with the rest of you.” 

He kisses you then, capturing your lips. Until you wrap your hand around his dick and he groans straight into your mouth. 

“You don’t have to—” 

“But I want to.” 

He smiles against your lips and something shifts in him. “Never thought you’d be this good. This obedient.” 

“Not obedient,” you correct. “I just want you—want to do whatever it takes to get you.” 

For a moment it feels like it’s just the two of you in the room, him staring into your eyes as your hand pumps slowly up and down his slick shaft, his breath ghosting over your lips as he pants. You can tell he’s close. That he’s been edging himself for a while now, waiting for your touch for release. 

“You could say you’ve been a good boy too,” you hum. 

He bristles at the word: “Boy?” but you continue. 

“Saving your come just for me.” His eyes widen, like he’s still getting used to this game that the two of you have been playing. “I want it, you know,” you say. “Wanna taste you.” 

Namjoon smirks at that, pecks your lips, and lifts his chin. 

“Kiss it,” he says. Kneeling, you lean forward and purse your lips around the head. 

“Like this?” 

“Yes,” he groans, and you trace your fingers up and around his cock, marveling at the thick vein that pulses beneath your touch. 

There’s something about playing up the innocence with him that makes him absolutely melt. You’re not sure what to call it, how to name it, but he drinks up your performance like it’s the elixir of life poured straight from your lips. 

You think Namjoon, rule follower and enforcer, has a craving for that which he’s not supposed to have. The thought brings a slight smirk to your lips. 

As you bob on his cock, it’s not long before he’s shuddering and tangling his hands in your hair, pressing his hips to your lips, and coming down your throat. You catch his eye before licking up a dripping bead of come from your lips. He pulls away, kneeling before you. 

When he kisses you, his tongue explores his mouth. 

“I like tasting me on you,” he whispers against your lips. “You should taste like me more often.” 

The casual edge of confidence looks extraordinary on Namjoon. You kiss him harder, winding your hands around his neck and pressing your bodies together. 

“I’m spoiled,” murmurs Namjoon, as you both stand together. “Getting to have you twice tonight.” 

That’s when you feel another presence at your back, and you turn to see Hoseok. His look is like he’s asking for permission, so you nod, and he steps closer to you, lining your bodies together as he nears. As Namjoon wraps you in his arms, Hoseok kisses gently up your back, worshiping the skin beneath his lips. 

Wrapped up like this, warmth floods your body. Not the kind that goes straight to the deep place beneath your navel, but a genuine, fearful kind of warmth. Fearful in the sense that you are absolutely terrified by the gentle heat that washes through your limbs, the subtle comfort, the feeling of being entirely and completely cared for. 

For the way in which Namjoon kisses you screams care. The way in which Hoseok hugs your back, tracing over the most sensitive parts of your neck, screams care. The two of them are there for nothing but your own pleasure. 

Caught between them, you begin to get lost, begin to lean into it all, begin to down in the sensation of it all, sensation cooing, easy, easy, easy—

“Wanna fuck hyung,” Jungkook’s voice cuts through your reverie. 

Seven pairs of eyes turn in his direction. Jungkook is kneeled on the ground between Yoongi’s spread thighs, as the older man leans back into the cushions of the couch. 

“Good job speaking up. But you gotta be a little more clear than that, baby,” Yoongi says, lifting Jungkook’s chin as the younger man looks up dotingly at his elder. It seems like Yoongi has taken on the role of extracting everyone’s desires tonight. “You have a total of six hyungs. Who exactly do you wanna fuck?” 

Jungkook is silent for a moment before letting his head hang a little and saying softly: “Taehyung.” 

“Ah. I see.” 

Yoongi turns and waves to both you and Taehyung, standing and going to the center of the living room. You move to go, for a moment glancing back at Namjoon and Hoseok, who looks a lot like how you feel without the warmth of them wrapped around you: a little abandoned. 

You’re not sure what you’re involved for, not when Jungkook and Taehyung are looking at each other like they could devour the other whole. But Yoongi’s hand is gentle, resting on your lower back until you glance up at him. 

“Trust me?” 

You nod. 

Slowly, his hands supporting your lower back and your neck, he lowers you to the floor. Leaning over you, his eyes flick to your lips. It’s a long moment before he kisses you, hands running up to cup your face, his weight falling beside you on the floor. That is, until sounds of dissent rise up around the room. 

“Alright, alright,” Yoongi says, pulling himself away from your lips with a chuckle. And then, whispered, only to you: “Gotta go play puppet master, babe. I’ll be back.” 

“Promise?” 

“As you wish,” he winks. 

The phrase shoots you straight back to that cold January night. Something tugs at your heart. Nostalgia? Longing? Longing for what though? For him? For the way things used to be? Secretive and hidden beneath the blanket of night and a dozen white lies? 

“You don’t need to be my wish fulfillment fairy,” you say, reaching to cup his cheek. 

He scoffs. “I was thinking more of a wish fulfillment prince, but yeah. Yeah. I know.” 

“Do you?” 

He frowns. “What if I want to?” 

“Yoongi!” Jungkook calls. 

Yoongi stands and with a pinch to your chin, makes his way over to Jin, who smiles and opens his arms to the shorter man. 

Taehyung moves over and quickly takes his place, settling his weight above you as you giggle at the way he grins and tickles your side. Your laugh sounds so youthful, he might have transported you back in time to the first time you made love. 

“What were you two hens gabbing about?” 

“Nothing,” you murmur, glancing after Yoongi, who now straddles Jin and is kissing him. 

Taehyung tilts your head back to him. 

“It’s been a while,” he says. He kisses you then, and your mind is wiped free of any rogue murmuring. He tastes of the perfume of old trees on an early spring morning — something earthy, complex. Red wine poured over a tarnished tongue, and hints of chocolate mixed in there too: You had seen him licking something dark and sweet off of Jimin’s spoon earlier in the night.

He tastes like your youth. 

Maybe a bit more mature now, with foreign notes underlying the deep memory. He kisses you, and it is familiar and yet not at all. The way his fingers tangle in your hair is new, expert. But the way his hips press with need against yours: well, that you know all too well. 

The greed, the longing. It comes back with ferocity.  

You are drowning in nostalgia and you’re not entirely sure if you like it, being stranded somewhere between who you were when you were with him and who you are now, without him. Or, better said, with him in a different way. 

Your bodies remember one another, though. They fit together like puzzle pieces, remembering pleasure and drawing gasps out of the other like a well practiced recital. 

It’s natural. It’s not. 

Soon, Jungkook settles behind him. 

“You okay baby?” Jungkook asks him, and Taehyung extracts himself from you to twist around toward Jungkook. 

“Mhmm. Want you,” he says, kissing the younger man, who first flushes and freezes at the compliment, but soon kisses him back. You notice his ears turn a bright shade of pink and you giggle at that. 

“Jimin got you all ready for me?” Jungkook asks, a nod to the lubed up adventures of earlier. Still, he picks up a bottle of lube and slicks himself and Taehyung up. “He’s a good hyung.” And then whispered: “I bet he wishes he were in my place right now. Getting to fuck you.” 

“It’s not everyday someone gets to fuck this beautiful ass,” Taehyung jokes. 

“That’s not entirely true,” Jin calls from across the room. You all laugh. 

Taehyung twists back to face you as Jungkook kisses up his back. He then pulls his hips back, arranging Taehyung so his ass is up in the air. He slides his dick against Taehyung’s ass, sizing himself up, watching the way the tip of his cock prods against Tae’s ass as he thrusts slowly, slowly. 

When he pushes in, Taehyung groans straight into your mouth, his pleasure reverberating through you, sending a shock straight to your core. 

“Fuck, Jungkook.” 

“I am.” 

Licking your palm, you reach down and wrap your hand around Taehyung’s cock, knowing that you won’t be able to focus on the pleasure you want to give him were you to guide him inside you. You can feel the warmth of his length in your hands, the girth of it too. While he isn’t as big as Jin, he’s still sizeable in his own right: just as you remembered. 

You wonder if you’ve ever felt him this hard though.  

Taehyung kisses you then, with purpose, his hands bracing around your head. As Jungkook thrusts into him, and with your hand wrapped around his cock, he’s caught between you, tangled in a web of pleasure. If this were a porno, his eyes would be crossing right now and he’d be whimpering theatrically. But this is real life, and so instead you track his pleasure by the way his breath shudders out of him and teases your lips. The way his words fumble out of him when you tighten your grip on him or when Jungkook hits a particularly sensitive spot inside.

Jungkook looks like he knows what he’s doing, his hips rolling expertly in and out of the older man. You know those movements, and for a moment imagine he’s fucking you too. Though, truly, there’s not so much imagining necessary when the image before you is more like a dream than anything else. 

“Simple,” Taehyung pants, his eyes squeezing closed at a particularly positioned thrust. “Simple like pleasure.” 

You nod. He’s seen you begin to drift off. He calls you back, a hand tangled in your hair, messy lips pressed to yours. He lets his hand drift down your body to where his cock is resting against your belly. 

“Wish I could fuck you.” 

The pleasure building in you all night, despite being fed by several orgasms—you’re beginning to lose track of how many—yearns for some new satiation. You want to be fucked. You want to be filled.

“Then do.”

“When I fuck you, I want to make sure I capture every single moment— fuck Jungkook —of you on my cock.”

You can imagine it now, the two of you tangled up in each other. Would he fuck you on the balcony like he always wanted to, lifting your leg to balance on the railing while he pounded into you from behind? Or would it be like all those nights in your tiny apartments, sleeping in beds too small for two people, figuring out new configurations that didn’t involve fucking in the kitchen and waking up your roommates? 

“You look fucking amazing on my cock,” Jungkook groans. “So pretty being fucked.” 

Jungkook looks like he’s in heaven. 

You are having fun. This is incredible, this is some kind of dream come true, and yet you can’t help but continue to glance across the room at him . Even as Jungkook says something that makes you laugh, even as Taehyung’s hands trace across your skin in ways that pull goosebumps to the surface, you are distracted. 

That is until Taehyung shifts above you, slotting his cock against your clit and letting his hand drift down too.  

“You’re gonna look at me while I make you come, isn’t that right?” 

“Yes,” you gaps, as his fingers find their way within you.

“Not with any other man on your mind. Just me. Just me.” 

It’s been years since you heard him talk like this, spinning your name round his tongue calling for you, only you, making you promise you were only his. It tugs at something in your chest—a memory of him growling “mine” as he slammed into you. Back in the day, you’d always thought that his more possessive streak would prevent him from arrangements like the one you’re currently in the midst of. Or, better said, that was currently in the midst of you. However, it seemed like the two weren’t mutually exclusive. The possessiveness, more of a performance. 

“Simple, simple,” he coos in your ear as your body heats up once more beneath his ministrations. Truly, you weren’t sure how you were still going at this point. Running entirely on the high of the moment, perhaps. “Just let yourself sit in the sensation.” 

So you do, as you’ve done before. 

It’s easier this time. Taehyung’s familiar deep voice singing praise in your ear, Jungkook’s melodic dirty talk brushing over your mind, long fingers pumping steadily into your cunt, Tae’s cock at your clit, you sink within your body. 

Sometimes it's hard to be in this body, you think. Sometimes it’s so hard to be present. Sometimes it hurts to feel the things that come across this body. You can feel the tendrils of fear beginning to snake into your chest as you think, it’s hard. It’s so hard. But then: 

“Simple as pleasure, darling. Just feel me. Just tell me what you’re feeling.” 

“I feel you.” 

“Yes. Good. What else?” 

“I feel your fingers.” 

“Good. Doing what.” 

“Playing with my clit. Circling around. Making me go… a little insane. Just fast enough to rile me up, but not, not enough to let me go over the edge.” 

“What else?” 

“Your cock. So… big. Pushing against me. Like you could slip in at any moment. And can feel… Jungkook. Fucking you. Wanna feel Jungkook fucking me too.” 

Jungkook chuckles at that, and lowers his weight just so, so that Taehyung’s hips are really on top of you now, his forearm flat on the floor, and Jungkook is propped up atop him, reaching around him to brace a hand on the floor. Jungkook does his best to hold himself up, but his breath brushes against your face now, and you can feel the growl building in his throat.

It goes on like that, building a steady pressure within you, the two men atop you growing louder with their pleasure. When your orgasm comes, it comes slowly, warmly, like warming up after a long, cold day. Taehyung eases you through it, urging you forward, praising you, good one, good one , so good, just for me, come undone on my fingers, on my cock— And you might have wondered where he built up all this control, being able to lead you through your pleasure so easily when he was on the precipice of his own, but instead you find yourself lost in the well of sensation. 

You’re drowning for a moment, somewhere without language, somewhere soft, somewhere pinkish and warm. You float, untethered. 

Blinking back to reality, you open your eyes to a grinning Taehyung. 

“I forgot how gorgeous you are when you come— fuck .” 

Jungkook has picked up his pace. He’s close to coming, and you can tell that Taehyung is too, that he’s been holding out just for you, waiting, wanting to make sure you got what you needed. 

“Come for me, Tae,” you say. “Come for me, I wanna see it.” 

That’s enough for him. Taehyung groans and squeezes around Jungkook, and soon the both of them are toppling over their own pleasure. Taehyung comes with your and Jungkook’s names on your lips, spurting across your belly, his come dripping into your curves.

He holds himself above you, panting, while Jungkook extracts himself. 

“Fuck. Seeing you like this makes me want to cover you in my come again. Round two?” 

“I think the others might be a little pissed to see you hogging them.” Jungkook chimes in. “We have five other friends.” 

“Who are starting to look a little tired.” 

Taehyung glances around the room. 

“I don’t think so.” 

Your friends are all in one lazy pile of limbs. A groan slips out of the pile, and then a familiar sound: Hoseok’s laughter. You smile at that. 

“So maybe I can hog you for a moment longer.” Taehyung curls into your side. For a second, it feels as if no time at all has passed between you. Like you’re still nineteen and giddy in love and stupid-young and imperfectly happy. You always had found peace in these moments, the minutes after sex, when he would lie still and muse, when silence wasn’t an enemy but a friend to the both of you. 

A question rises to your lips as the past sings like a siren in your mind— why did we end?-- but you’re quickly quieted by the soft way he looks at you. Questions can come later. Taehyung lets his hands trace across your temple before dipping to your neck and massaging the skin there. 

“Ooh,” you moan, his fingers working expertly. 

“Thank you,” he whispers. 

“For what?” 

“For kissing me like that.”

It feels strange for him to mention that of all things when just a moment ago you’d had your hand wrapped around his dick. 

“You’re welcome,” though you’re still not entirely sure what you’re being thanked for. 

Jungkook cracks a joke. 

The laughter that bubbles out of you is sincere and lighthearted. You haven’t heard yourself laugh like that in months. You settle in against Taehyung’s chest, while Jungkook makes a show of rolling over the both of you to take the big spoon position on the other side of you. The plush carpet beneath you cradles you in warmth. 

  Eyes fluttering shut, you find yourself more comfortable than ever, wrapped in the heat of their bodies.

Still, there’s a different kind of burning, resting low in your belly, that you can’t quite shake. A need that, even though your friends have showered you in ever-loving devotion, still, like a flame, licks at the walls of your abdomen. 

“Close your eyes for a moment,” Jungkook hums. “You look tired.”

“M’not tired,” you say, right before a yawn forces itself through. 

The two of them chuckle. 

“Just close your eyes for a moment.” Taehyung gently presses down on your lids. 

So you do. 

The night's events play behind your eyes. The closeness with Namjoon, a closeness which you’ve never felt before. A trust, unending, in Jimin. A hope for Jungkook. A favorite book, reopened, with Yoongi.  A spark with Jin. A rekindling with Taehyung. A tentative first step with Hoseok. 

You realize that he’s the one person you wish you had been closer with tonight. He hovers like a specter at the edge of your mind. Closer. Want you closer. 

He was a puzzle still missing a piece, a lock you couldn’t find the proper key for. What was it about him that continued to draw you towards him? 

Your mind spins in circles, tracing around the parts of your body that had been so lovingly touched, caressed, handled tonight. It spins into a pinkish glow, all of the events of tonight running together. And that pink turns into a weariness that sinks into your bones, and that weariness turns into a quiet mind. 

Sleep, sleep, a deep voice coos in your ear. 

Someone moving your body wakes you up.  You feel jostled from reality itself. 

“You should rest. Really rest,” Jungkook’s voice murmurs from above you. You realize you’re being held, cradled even, by the large man, as he pads across the carpeted flooring, carrying you bridal style. 

“Want… Hobi,” you murmur into Jungkook’s chest. 

Your eyes open just in time to see Jungkook throwing a side eye towards Yoongi, who shrugs. They seem—not miffed—but curious about your asking for Hoseok. 

“Alright,” Jungkook chuckles. “Though you’re a little too sleepy to be wanting anything right now.” 

You playfully tap your fist against Jungkook’s hard chest. “No…” 

“Alright, you can have Hobi. But he’s looking pretty asleep right now.” 

Jungkook sets you down on the extra large sized loveseat and you find yourself immediately swaddled by a body. Hoseok curls around you, pulling you into his side. Notched together like that, you let out a deep, happy sigh. 

“Hi, Hobi,” you whisper as a blanket is draped around you. 

“Hi, love.” His voice is sleep-grogged and deepened by tiredness. 

“...Are you sleeping?” 

“Yes.” 

“Okay.” Sleep tugs at your consciousness and you close your eyes for what could have been a second or an hour. “Hobi?” 

“Mmm.” 

“Are you happy?” 

“’f’course I’m happy.” A pause. “You’re here.” He presses a kiss to your forehead. 

For some reason there's a sense that the question rings unanswered, but it’s not long before sleep is tugging you under. As Hoseok’s hands tighten around your body, you fall into the watchful arms of slumber, your mind replaying the events of the night behind flickering eyelids.

 Was this where everything was always bound to lead? So many paths, converging at once. The lot of you, sinking into pleasure, the room filling with the devilish sounds of pleasure and lust — pants and sighs, words of affirmation, pet names that fall too easily from previously pressed lips? Was it always this inevitable?

In your mind's eye, you watch as eyes meet, new sensation burning through familiar gazes. It is as if the boundaries of your shared skin have melted and left something new weaving through the air. The taste is so sweet that it’s almost sharp. Sugar melted and left simmering on the edge of burning.

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Jungkook Fic Recs [Part 2]

Jungkook fic Recs Part 1 Part 3

01) Maybe A Second Chance

02) I love you, Idiot

03) A Still Day or A Hurricane

04) Empty Space

05) in which she’s done with him…

06) Golden

07) It’s you

08) “I’m pregnant”

09) Needy

10) please, for me.

11) feel better

12) drabble about yn loving Jk's bun

13) DECEPTION

14) Confident

15) addicted

16) Sweet Temptations [M] | kth, jjk

17) Tkoorny hours taekook x reader

18) Fuckdoll jungkook x f!reader x taehyung

19) Dating Jeon Jungkook

20) Chubby Bunny

21) Dreaming of You [F,S]

22) Pretty Star Candy [F]

23) aftercare [F]

24) Suddenly [S]

25) Game cheater meets couch

26) Let Me Stay Close To You Spin-off : From The Bottom of My Heart

27) Jeongguk texts you the night before your wedding.

28) Emotional breakdown in bed while the other person is sleeping.

29) tickle me there (m) | jjk

30) Jungkook being all cute and fluffy then you say one thing and he goes mad horny and super needy

31) Interruption (M)

Mean

Pillow Fight.

tsundere - yandere bully jk! x reader

Hidden

Protectors

LIVESTREAM

Jungkooks thicc ass thighs

Something Only We Know

Peeky blinders [S] 💜

want more [S]

Love talk [S,F,A]

Teacher’s Pet [S]

Fierce and Delicate [A,F]

jungkook having a creampie kink [S]

dom jk [S]

in which you get your period and jungkook just wants to be with you [f]

in which you entertain yourself with jungkook’s hair and make a dream come true [f]

FACELESS BEAUTY [s]

do you want to see my cat? [F] 💜

need to know [s]

junkook and yn having rough jealousy sex [s]

jeon jungkook as a boyfriend [f]

cuddling with Jungkook [f]

jungkook hasn't kissed y/n yet and they've already been out on six dates [f]

Headcanons: Domestic Boyfriend Jungkook Moments [f]

In The Night [s,y]

Wet Dreams [s]

Burn [s]

Needy [s]

pretend [f,s]

GAMER BOY [s]

“I couldn’t live without you.” [a]

jungkook and reader trying out cockwarming [s]

new reds [a,s,f]

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EXTRAS

— since you (taehyung + oc)

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The knock on your door immediately lifts the heavyweight off your chest. You grab a handful of your white tulle dress and hurry to answer your door. Opening it, Taehyung gasps, exaggerating how he loses his breath at the sight of you. 

Your hair is curled into beach waves, pinned at the sides to show off your face and to give your veil all the glory it deserves. It’s light, trailing all the way down to the floor, and surrounds you like a pool of purity. Your make-up enhances all of your best features and your dress.. God, he never expected you to look this beautiful. It’s elegant, hugging your curves until your hips. It’s tight around your bust, a simple sunken tube-like effect with low off-the-shoulder accents. The dress itself was mesmerizing—but you wearing it is a completely different thing. Your beauty was radiating and he was sure that there was no way you could look any more perfect. 

“The bride called for me?” he jokes, peaking into your dressing room. You groan, widening the door for him to enter. He trails behind you as you begin to pace back and forth. Taking a seat on the lounge set, he takes another look at you. It’s the full picture; the most beautiful bride there could ever be. 

“You look beautiful, by the way.”

He doesn’t miss the way you let out a hitched breath. Your body rejecting his compliment, something no one has taken personally. It was just a bad habit of yours. Jungkook knew how to convince you of the truth though; you are a sight. The kind that has sunsets jealous; the kind that has everyone’s heart-melting when you spare them a glance—your beauty outside was only fair to be shown because of how much you glowed on the inside. 

“Taehyung…” you begin, turning to him with closed fists. 

“I am not helping you run away,” his hands fly to the air in surrender. “If you two ever get a divorce, Jungkook gets custody of me. I know it, you know it, we all know it. I’m not helping you run away — should I just call Jimin to come in? He lives for this kind of drama.”

You cross your arms in annoyance. “Are you serious?” 

“Yeah,” Taehyung nods. He sinks into his seat, taking out his phone. “You have like, an hour before everyone starts arriving. So, whatcha gonna do?”

You shake your head, beginning to feel more frustrated than ever. Taehyung sees the way your hands are clenching and unclenching—how you’re fidgeting with everything you can touch. You’re nervous. It’s your wedding day, of course, you’re nervous. 

Concerned, he asks: “everything okay, ___?” 

“No,” you choke. “Taehyung…” 

He stands up, rushing to your side. At his touch, you fall into his arms and let out small whimpering sobs. It’s difficult to not cry, even more so if you do. Everything around you feels like it’s closing in and the comfort of his embrace is a safe haven. 

He rubs circles on your back, tightly holding you. “You’re okay,” he assures you repeatedly.

You two stay like this for a while. Then, his hands drop and you pull away. Take a deep breath, as he steps away from you to hand you the bottle of water sitting nearby. He can’t help but let his heart drop at the way you sniff as you chug the water down. You’re trying to hold yourself together. He knew that every well. You just needed this. 

For once, you needed him. 

“I need something from you,” you stress.

Everything inside him turns. It’s an uneasy filling. It’s him wanting to give in to curiosity but also wanting to never know. He doesn’t need to hear whatever you’re going to ask him. He’s convinced you’re spiraling in your questions because you’re drowning in pre-wedding jitters. Cold feet. It’s normal. 

He opens his mouth to respond, but you beat him to it. 

“I’m going to ask you a question and you’re going to answer me honestly, okay? I ask. You answer. Then, we live the rest of our lives as if this conversation never happened. Deal?”

There’s a door. 

There’s an opening where there shouldn’t be. There’s an out. Here is a chance. It’s now or never. 

He’ll take it. 

“Deal… But only if I get to ask you a question too. Same conditions apply.” he shrugs, trying to mask the nervousness in his voice. 

You offer him your hand, he shakes it—eyeing the engagement ring on your finger. 

“You first,” he invites. Taehyung moves back to his spot, sitting up and giving you a moment to compose yourself. 

“I love Jungkook,” you confess. “I don’t know why it feels like I’m doing something wrong. Like I’m missing a piece to this puzzle or something… I don’t want to enter this marriage with him if I’m going to end up bringing missing pieces!”

“What are you talking about?” He acknowledges your confusion. 

You press your fingers to your forehead in frustration. “God, I don’t know! I know I love him, but should I be getting married? Am I ready to be a wife? I’m not complete yet. What if there’s more to life that I’m missing out on?”

Out loud, it feels stupid to say. You hear it—the uncertainty that didn’t hit you until last night. 

“Whatever closure you need, Jungkook will make up by assuring you his presence. He’ll be with you every step of the way to completing whatever you think is missing. That’s why you’re marrying him—he wants to endure every second of uncertainty to every sure thing in life with you. You do too,” he says it all from his heart. “I honestly think you’re just nervous. He’s still the same Jungkook. He is still the love of your life. Whether you believe he completes yours or not.”

It sinks in oddly fast. 

Something about hearing this response out loud calms your thoughts. It’s like the spinning has stopped and your feet are finally planted on the ground again. Your head came down from the clouds—the storm is passing. 

“It’ll be okay, ___.” 

You nod, trusting in his words. You trust Taehyung like no other; you’re so thankful for him right now. If this was Jimin, your feet would be all blistered and dirty from running away. 

You’re still nervous though.

You place your hands on your stomach and sigh.

“I need to pee,” you admit.

This confession has Taehyung shaking his head at you playfully and laughing. He gestures at the door for you to exit. You pick up your dress, and he stands up to get the door for you. Just as he’s about to open it, you stop him. 

“Wait, what was your question?” you ask, ultimately causing his heart to stop. 

You look at him, and he can’t do it. He can’t ask such a thing right now. He can’t ask such a thing ever. So, he shakes his head and tells you it’s fine. “Forget about it,” he advises. 

Taehyung attempts to open the door for you again, but you move in front of it, blocking him from opening the door again or escaping. 

“Just ask it,” you demand. “An eye for an eye.”

He hesitates. You take his hand and squeeze it.

Still, he stays silent. 

“Taehyung.. I know I can depend on for honesty. I want you to be able to depend on me for it too—”

“Would you have chosen me?” he asks quietly. His eyes chase yours. You take a good look at him and see how stern he is—like he has never been more serious in life. 

“What?” 

Taehyung steps back. “I know you know,” 

“Taehyung—”

“Would you have chosen me? If I tried harder… If I tried at all?” You can’t sense any desperation in his voice. There are no undertones of sadness or insecurity. He sounded curious. Genuinely, he was just trying to put his dead feelings to rest in peace. 

“No,” you state, eyes tearing at the way you can feel your heart drop a bit.  

Taehyung does something that you didn’t expect from him. He pulls you into his arms, and you feel him let out a relieved sigh. “Once I pull away from this hug, you’re going to leave and pee. I’m going to join Jungkook and the boys because he’s probably having fuckboy withdrawals,” he whispers. 

You let out a laugh. Before he pulls away, he kisses your cheek sweetly.

“Thank you for choosing him.” 

Taehyung has never been more honest in his life. 

It doesn’t make his heart ache or flutter. 

Seeing you enchant everyone with your beauty, walking down the aisle towards his best friend… It doesn’t make him feel anything. Taehyung finally felt nothing. There was no bitter taste on his tongue, no more questions to ask or things to consider. 

As the ceremony goes by, after the exchanges of vows, and then sealing them with a kiss; Taehyung feels a warmth inside him. That’s when Taehyung knows winter has passed. 

He’ll still think of you as a spring morning and sometimes he’ll recall how you made him feel. It brings no sadness or regret; these feelings invite hope and wishful thinking. 

Love takes time. Love will meet him soon. Love awaits him. 

Until then, he makes peace with how nothing has bloomed since you.

#taehyung x oc #taekook x yn #taehyung angst #jungkook fic

[jmnjmnjmn]

— Have you ever loved? Would you go again? Don’t be down when it’s over. I’ll be your man.

Masterlist

#ym #your man #bts #taekook #taehyung #jungkook #namjoon #reader x taekook #reader x jungkook #reader x taehyung #reader x namjoon #angst #social media au #yn x jungkook #yn x taehyung #yn x taekook #yn x namjoon #bts angst #namjoon angst #taehyung angst #jungkook angst #au #bts au #bts angst au #taekook angst au #taehyung angst au #jungkook angst au #story #bts story #jungkook story

[acopenhagenarmy]

Sunshine ☀️ I know bubs 

After an aggressive rant on Twitter, Taehyung finds him self caught in a lie, and reach out to the beautiful rapper Y/N. The two of them start a friendship build on trust and mutual respect and some might even say it’ll lead to love. But does that mean Tae will finally find happiness?

prev - 4/? - next Masterlist

A/N: Kookie and Tae are breaking my heart these days... What do you think of our broken lovers? Let me know if you wanna be added to the tag-list my sweethearts! 

Taglist: @rjsmochii​ @zxlla​  @bunnyboyenthusiast​ @sippinpeachtea​

#bts #bts social media au #taehyung social media au #jungkook social media au #taehyung x you #taehyung x reader #taehyung x yn #taekook #taekook social media au #best friends to lover #bts friends to lovers au #secret love au #Namjoon #Seokjin #Jin #Hoseok #j-hope #j-hope x reader #j-hope social media au #hobi #hobi x reader #hobi social media au #Yoongi best friend #yoongi #yoongi social media au #Jimin #bts fake texts #bts fake social media #hobi x you #hobi x y/n

[kimnjss]

beside you | ksj/pjm sm au

banner by: @dee-ehn

🖇 synopsis:

— he’s bad for you. from the commitment issues to the endless scandals. sworn to never settle down... well, that’s until he sees how happy you can be without him. now he’s willing to do anything to keep from losing you to your so-called ‘perfect boyfriend’.

pairing: solo artist!jimin x idol!reader // actor!jin x idol!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: (frenemies) taekook...

genre: smut!! idol au, secret dating/fake relationships, love triangle au, slight themes of infidelity… which of course means angst!

*BYR: jin and jimin aren’t friends, they only know of each other. jin’s friends and yn’s friends hang out often so they’re in the same circle.

status: complete!!

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

IF YOU AREN’T GETTING TAG NOTIFS, TURN ON MY NOTIFS!! I UPDATE EVERYDAY BTWN 1PM-3PM PST!!

parts:

prologue/profiles: yn and entourage

prologue/profiles: jimin and friend

prologue/profiles: jin and company

part one: acquaintances with benefits

part two: silent sex

part three: wild night

part four: nameless model

part five: settling down

part six: publicity stunt

part seven: perfect boyfriend (time jump)

part eight: no cameras

part nine: been a while

part ten: the start

part eleven: generally wondering

part twelve: moved on

part thirteen: old classmates

jimins ep (191029)

part fourteen: funny business

part fifteen: test run

part sixteen: clout chasing

part seventeen: no more hiding

part eighteen: high school sweetheart

part nineteen: same cycle

part twenty: something’s missing

Q&A

part twenty-one: just landed

part twenty-two: rain check

part twenty-three: hooking up

part twenty-four: third wheel

part twenty-five: really focused

part twenty-six: mutual split (time jump)

yn’s album (sola)

part twenty-seven: subtle promo

part twenty-eight: best behavior

part twenty-nine: beside you

part thirty: more serious

epilogue

end

#bts #bts smut #jimin #jin #jimin smut #jin smut #bts sm au #bts smau #bts social media au #bts fake texts #jimin angst #jin angst #jimin fluff #jin fluff #park jimin #kim seokjin #jin x reader #jimin x reader #jin x you #jimin x you #namjoon #yoongi #hoseok #taehyung #jungkook #jimin masterlist #jin masterlist

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Hello!! Just a few days ago I stumble upon your blog and I'm wondering if you have some recommendations for Hybrid AUs, much appreciated if it is an OT7 and completed, but if so I will still be so thankful. (I just need some cure from the stress that modules brings) Thank You in Advance (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

🌷 Hello! welcome to my mini fic-reading land. I’ve actually received asks for Hybrid AUs (I pinned the requests in the navi) but I just have a very messy draft.

But to help you with your stress, I think I can share a few of my ongoing reads (sorry they won’t be complete but they’re OT7). But, I added completed ones I could remember too (●'◡'●)

*note: will edit this later and organize this per member - maybe add other fics I’ll remember*

Fic Recs | BTS Hybrid AUs

→ A Place Called Home @agustdakasuga -  OT7 x Reader

series [27/27] | 88k | Hybrid AU, Poly AU, Soulmate AU, Romance Humor | Fluff

Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

→  If I Can Never Give You Peace @candlewaxandp0lar0ids - Jungkook x Reader

series [3/?] | 17.6k+ | Mafia AU, Enemies to Lovers | A (so far)

It starts like quite a few stories do, in your world. Girl meets boy, who happens to be a hybrid, girl buys him at an auction where hybrids are sold, boy falls in love with her, girl gets bored of him. Then it’s not so typical anymore, when the boy ends up forced into illegal fighting rings, until he makes a wrong move and her father decides he needs to be killed.

Where does that leave you? Well, you’re the one who handled Jungkook’s fight and generally organized his life, and, when the girl’s father, your boss and mafia leader, tells you he wants him ‘put down’, you’re the one who has to get it done. Except, instead, you let him escape, and everything turns out fine.

🌷ggukkienote: I am so hooked on this (because I am a sucker for Mafia AUs too). This is such a great story and the OC is really different from the usual OCs. Very interesting.

→  Eunoia @wishesunderthestars -  OT7 x Reader

series [15/?] | 100k+ (I just assumed this, masterpost doesn’t have wc but it’s 6k per chapter or more?) | Director!Reader, hurt/comfort | fluff, eventual smut

You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job. You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

→  Restitution @cloudteawrites - OT7 x Reader

series [7/?] | 48k+ | slow burn, poly, mystery, romance

when an estranged uncle leaves you his massive fortune you wonder if the universe is playing a joke on you. when that fortune comes with seven hybrids, you know for sure that it is.

→ Lacuna @barbika1508 - Jungkook x Reader

series [42/42] | 324.3k | Hybrid AU, check for TW | Fluff, Angst, Smut

Lacuna - (n.) a blank space, a missing part

Y/N just wanted to go back home, to enjoy her peace and quiet away from problems and people. But typically, her luck strikes as she stumbles upon a horrific scene of two guys mistreating an already beaten down hybrid. Will she take matters into her own hands and help him? Or let someone else help along the way???

🌷 This is on AO3 and I got a recent ask about author’s tumblr.  So if you prefer AO3 you can check their profile

→ A Hundred Percent Human by wrienne- OT7 x Reader

series [12/?] | 88k+ | Hybrid AU, fluff, angst, smut |

In which you (reader) are forced to take care of seven hybrids in a twist of fate. Drunk and down on life, you finally decide to deal with the house and the unsavory business your mother left behind. However, to your shock, you find that seven very different hybrids are included with both the house - and the business. Seven hybrids you never even met before - even less agreed to take care of.

🌷 This is on AO3. I don’t normally reco AO3 since my blog is focused on tumblr fics but someone sent an ask about this so I’m including it

→ Inferiority Complex @starlightauroras-writes - Jimin x Reader

series [10/?] | 88k+ | political themes, themes of abuse (hybrids) | A, S

You had never liked hybrids. You disagreed with their very existence, and you never wanted to have anything to do with them. And then one day, you discovered a hybrid who was more scared of you than you were of him, and everything changed as you realised you were the only hope he had…

→ Sanctuary @chimchimsauce - Jimin x Reader

series [16/16] | 20k |  Wolf Hybrid!Jimin, Barista!OC, feat sanctuary staff Taehyung, hurt/comfort | F, A

YN is a young girl, bright and ambitious, but due to her busy schedule, she's been unable to make any real friends. When an ad for Saint Mary's Sanctuary catches her attention, she never expected her life to be changed by a certain hybrid named Jimin.

→  Summer Nights @marginalmadness - Jungkook x Reader

series [4/4] | 23k | Hybrid!Fantasy, Romance | F, S

A freak weather anomaly leads to a chance encounter with a rabbit-hybrid, and your kind nature results in you gaining a small, fluffy lodger, who questions your taste in television shows. It’s won’t be for long...will it?

→  Risk it All @/httpjeon - Jungkook x Reader

series [5/5] | 8.3k  | hybrid au, alpha wolf!jungkook | A, F, S

ripped from your family, you find yourself in a warehouse filled with predators. just your luck, you’re right across from a caged alpha wolf.

🌷 (I linked Chapter 5 because for some reason others couldn’t find this chapter so they thought it’s still incomplete)

→  Outro Love is Not Over @kiirokero - Hoseok x Reader

series [12/?] |  Daycare Teacher!Hoseok x Single Mom!Reader

You are the single mother of a beautiful 6-year-old golden retriever hybrid who you named Yunho.  But you’re a human.  You can’t show him the ropes of being a hybrid, and you can’t teach him things the other moms can.  So, when a handsome German Shepard hybrid comes into your life, helping you and guiding Yunho in a way you can’t, you can’t help the cozy home he sets up in your heart.

→  It Takes Two To Make A Thing Go Right @imaginethisbts - TaeKook x Reader

two shot [2/2] | 11k | dom/sub themes, heat cycles | S

What’s better than one dogboy lover? Two dogboy lovers. But when Tae and Jungkook seem unusually clingy, it can only mean one thing. That time of the month has snuck up on you and your dogboy lovers do not want to share.

🌷 Also try their other Jungkook hybrid series Out of the Blue

→  Peculiar Park @daydreamindollie -  OT7 x Reader

series [9/?] | 38k+ | imagines, slice of life | Writer!Reader, Psychologist!Reader, imagines | fluff

you’re a successful hybrid writer and psychologist who takes in seven hybrids on one stormy night after finding one of their pack stealing from your garden

→ Yeouiju @nomseok - Namjoon x Reader

one shot | 33.7k | Mythical AU, Hybrid AU (if you squint), suspense | A, F, S

you find an ancient stone in the middle of the mountains and bring it home with you, oblivious to the consequences of taking a dragon’s yeouiju.

→ Beautiful Stranger @/nomseok - Taehyung x Reader

one shot | 19k | circus AU | A, S, F

your dream is to take care of animals for the rest of your life in the big city, making sure that they’re cared for. but you stumble upon a malnourished, rare tiger in your local circus, and you can’t help but want to take care of him.

→ Evolution of You and I @readyplayerhobi - Jimin x Reader

one shot | 10.2k | kind of epistolary (letters), chat, childhood friends | F

For 15 years, Park Jimin has been in your life in some form. From childhood penpal’s to the closest of friends now, you can’t imagine your life without him even if you’ve never actually met him in person. It doesn’t help that you’ve fallen for him, even across the distance that separates you. But what happens when you finally meet up and you discover he’s been keeping something secret?

→  Fish are Friends @httpjeon - Taehyung x Reader

one shot | 10.2k | seahorse hybrid!taehyung | A, S, F

after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore…only he isn’t quite human.

🌷 you know seahorses mate for life and it’s the male that gets pregnant? Interesting huh

→  Pink Panther @gimmesumsuga - Seokjin x Reader

one shot | 13k | boss-employee | F, S

The one where your boss, Kim Seokjin, tries to show you how beautiful you are.

→  Ragdoll @ausblack - Jimin x Reader

series [17/17] | Hybrid AU, College AU | F, A

As you were studying to obtain your medical & veterinary degree, your professor came up with the idea of organizing an internship - where you found yourself side by side with a sick hybrid that needed nothing other that complete care.

→  Jagged + Catnap  @opaljm - Jimin x Reader

one shot + sequel | 18k |  jaguar/black panther!jimin, sand dune cat!reader, mutual pining, friends to lovers, established relationship (sequel)| S, F, slight A

The pretty little sand cat hybrid Jimin has been in love with for the past year experiences her first heat and Jimin would love nothing more than to be the one to guide her through it and breed her with his kittens.

🌷 there’s also a possible spin-off for Taehyung (Eye of the Tiger)

→  Owner @jessikahathaway - Jungkook x Reader

series [6/?] | 17.4k | Fake Dating AU, Hybrid AU, based on Kimi Wa Petto (Japanese anime) | F, S, A

With your mother hounding on you (no pun intended), you decided to get a little help from a hybrid, who was also in need of assistance.

→ Loving Him Was Red + Somewhere Only We Know @userseok - Jungkook x Reader

series [3/?] | 12.8k+ | enemies to lovers, childhood friends (sorta), college au, jock!jungkook, unrequited love (for OC) | S, F, A

you’ve been chasing after jungkook for years. after a harsh verbal altercation between both of you, you decide to leave him alone and pursue a relationship with someone who seems genuinely interested in you, thinking he would never return your feelings.

I would like to recommend the catalog of these writers:

@ditttiii - so I realize I’m following them on AO3 when I realized the fics looked familiar 🤭. They have an ongoing series called Enchanted to Meet You which you might want to check out if you like Soulmate AUs too! I recently reblogged a Jungkook two-shot comfort fic (hybrid au too) so I recommend going through their masterlist!

@aroseforyoongi - who I discovered because of Gossamer (KTH). It was completed but I think it’s up for re-write/re-post? You can try the others:

Navy Blue - Jungkook [completed]

Forever Yours - Yoongi [one shot, prequel to Navy Blue]

Let Me Love You- Jungkook [one shot]

@magicalsalamander - another favorite author of mine I just feel like I’m reading a great tale every time I start on a series or one shot. They have great fics with supernatural themes too

Rabbit on the Moon - Jungkook | if you’re in the mood for police officer Jungkook [6/6]

The Act of Persuasion - Seokjin | if you are in the mood for Single Dad AU x Arranged Marriage too [one shot]

Firefly that Guards the Fox - Taehyung | if you are in the mood for mystery [11/12 - just epilogue left]

Kitten’s Little Flame - Yoongi | if you like BF to Lovers between dragon and a cat [6/6]

There’s more so please check their Masterlist

@hollyhomburg - I just love Of Fire and Love (hello dragon!yoongi and baby!jungkook? 🥺) But you can check:

their masterlist of all their hybrid fics

Dance to This series which I’ve added to fic recs based on an ask about stories that include members/readers with disability.

Don’t care if it Hurts - Jimin | this is probably my favorite (again I’m a sucker for Mafia AUs) , guard dog hybrid!jimin [12/13, just epilogue]

@angelicyoongie - I got hooked after reading their stories on AO3 but they have tumblr too! Check their masterlist for ongoing hybrid fic (Abundance - OT7)  but these are completed ones:

Desolate - Yoongi, grumypy cat hybrid [14/14]

Out of the Woods - Namjoon, wolf hybrid, strangers to lovers [3/3]

@worldwidebt7 - if you like webtoons! I read parts of Jungkook’s webtoon and I think currently we’re on Yoongi’s story. Access it here

@jincherie - One of the first hybrid fics I remember encountering is Inheritance (MYG). Other fics:

Perihelion - Hoseok, college, roommate, enemies [2/?]

Butterfingers - Namjoon, teacher au, this is cuuuute READ IT if you’re looking for something fluffy [one shot]

4 o’ clock - Taehyung, single dad au (I included this in the singel dad fic recs too) [3/?]

Under the Bridge - Jungkook, found jungkook under the bridge [one shot]

@whitesparrows97 - a writer I discovered because of a Yoongi soulmate fic but I found that they also have other hybrid fics:

Cat’s Cradle - Yoongi, bestfriend [5/5]

Underdog - Taehyung, shifter, brought home what she thought a stray dog [5/5]

@foxymoxynoona - and what would my reco be without foxymoxy? So they have tumblr but their works are on AO3. I’ve listed their current works here but I didn’t include their completed works which are must-reads:

Sugar Fairy - Jungkook, mating, adopted hybrids [48/48]

A Sea of Indigo - Jungkook, ex-fighter [48/48] ⭐⭐⭐

@therealmintedmango - They have a whole masterlist of their hybrid!au fics. I recently finished Kingdom Come and I always remember Jimin from King (for some reason)

@joonbird - check their Zodiac Hybrid Masterlist of one shot per member

There are more (usually one shot per member) but I’ll probably put them in another Fic Rec List for Hybrid AUs. Sorry this list is kind of all over the place (not even organized per member 🤭). But good luck with your modules and I hope these help!

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#🌷 chats #anon #bts fic recs #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts hybrid au #OT7 x reader #jungkook x reader #yoongi x reader #taehyung x reader #hoseok x reader #namjoon x reader #jimin x reader #jungkook fic recs #yoongi fic recs #taehyung fic recs #hoseok fic recs #namjoon fic recs #ggukkiereadingcollection #bts smut #bts fluff #au:hybrid

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death valley | masterlist

summary: welcome to death valley. once you’re in, there’s no telling whether you’ll make it out alive. a summer internship turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize 

genre: smut. thriller. yandere. mystery. gang!au rocker!au fightclub!au

pairings: drugdealer!jungkook x reader, rockstar!jimin x reader, producer!yoongi x reader, songwriter!hoseok x reader, officer!seokjin x reader, gangster!taehyung x reader, fighter!namjoon x reader

series warnings: ok this is really meant to be a fun & thrilling sexual adventure for you. think edgy, sexy, hot summer vibes. yandere behaviors & darker stuff (manipulation, coercion) lots of different kinks, power dynamics, & lots of drug/alc use! specific warnings on each part. drug abuse & addiction are very real issues, and this is not a realistic portrayal of those themes. please do not read if this is triggering in any way!

full masterlist | ask box | drabbles: vmin x yn smut | taekook x yn smut 

QUICK NAVI: part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | finale (lite) | finale (dark) part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | finale | series navi | masterlist |

ᐅ part 0 | smut ft: jimin x reader; jungkook x reader your coworker invites you to a big fight at death valley, a notorious local hotspot. you didn’t think you’d end up witnessing your favorite rockstar shooting someone…and then also have his cock in your mouth the next day

ᐅ part 1 | smut ft: taehyung x reader; hoseok x reader; jimin x reader back again for the rematch, you’re determined to keep namjoon safe. after making love with a stranger who somehow knows your name, your fears become realized, and you get a glimpse of the man who might be behind it all

ᐅ part 2 | smut ft: jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader x hoseok; slight yoongi x reader a wild night of drunk fun at death valley ends up with you getting kidnapped by an unknown person. you find out that you’re in a lot more danger than you initially thought, the question is why–and from who?

ᐅ part 3 | smut ft: jimin x reader; taehyung x reader; namjoon x reader the fear within you grows when you find out truths about the people you thought you knew. a breathless encounter with someone you hate leaves you questioning everything. ending up in the hospital, you remain unaware of the looming danger right besides you

ᐅ part 4 | smut ft:  yoongi x reader; jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader jimin is down, your house gets robbed, and all you can do is go to your boss for help. you team up with the only person you still fully trust, only for them to still end up turning on you. broken threats, confusing lies, and so many drugs—you crave the pain that will make it all go away

ᐅ part 5 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader falling in love is dangerous, but even more so when the guy you’re falling for might be the most dangerous man out there. you and jin get locked away and try to put the puzzle pieces together, but nothing adds up and you’re left dazed and confused. jimin needs to find you, and he’s willing to go to any extent to do so, even if it means starting a full on gang war.

ᐅ part 6 | smut ft: jin x reader, jimin x reader with yoongi holding you hostage, you find out just how big of a role he plays. it doesn’t help when jimin decides to take your relationship public. and when it seems like things can’t get any worse, well…it does

ᐅ part 7 | smut ft: hobi x reader, jin x reader, yoongi x reader yoongi has now placed his life in your hands, a burden which you have only just begun to realize. new allies get made, and old flames get rekindled. the big night has arrived, and its sure to end with a bang.

ᐅ part 8 | smut ft: jin x reader, slight taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader secrets spilled over shots of tequila, a wild night of fire and snow, loyalty gets put to the ultimate test. you thought you knew what was coming, but even you weren’t ready for this.

ᐅ part 9 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, jungkook x reader, jimin x reader, jin x reader there’s nothing quite like the exhilarating high of torture. believing in the ones you trust most may prove fatal once again. the thrill of fame, power and love tempt you. welcome to the chase.

ᐅ part 10 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, namjoon x reader, jimin x reader all eyes are on you, and there seems to be no way out. tired of being manipulated and used, you seek to find your own answers. but the truth may only bring more pain that the comfort of lies you knew.

**ALTERNATE ENDING** ᐅ finale (light version) | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader only you have the power to bring down death valley, the question is, are you going to? when heartbreaking secrets get revealed, you decide you’re tired of being a puppet and take matters into your own hands.

death valley finale (dark version)

there are two paths you can take after part 10. the finale (light version) allows more creative freedom in how the story ends. in the finale (dark version) au, events in that ending will leave off at the end of part 10 

ᐅ part 11 | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, slight taehyung x reader the dead man turns out alive, taking you back to the place it all began. you learn that your fantasy man exists only in your dreams, and the reality of the monster you call your lover is more horrid than you imagined. regretful choices lead to impulsive decisions. you find yourself slipping away, eager to latch on to any sense of power you can

ᐅ part 12 | smut ft: jungkook x reader, jin x reader jimin is nowhere to be found, and you realize the full extent that your lover is willing to go to keep you in his grasp. guilt turns to loyalty for a last shot at redemption. and the sweet taste of fame makes even the best men delusional. now it’s your move, will you be a queen or simply another pawn in this wretched game?

ᐅ part 13 | smut ft: - jimin x reader, namjoon x reader, jin x reader  lost in a haze, your eyes flutter shut while death looms at the door. amongst the hot flames of lust lies selfish men tying loose ends. while reeling betrayal sinks deep into your heart, you’re saved by the one man whos been with you from the start

ᐅ finale | smut ft: namjoon x reader, jimin x reader it's hard to tell if people can change if you never truly knew them in the first place. taehyung's betrayal forces you to reflect on your relationship, while namjoon makes a final play for your heart

drabbles: vmin x yn smut | taekook x yn smut 

#ot7 smut #bts smut #bts gang au #bts x reader #ot7 x reader #bts yandere #bts masterlist #bts masterpost #jungkook smut #jimin smut #bts writers #bts scenarios #mafia!bts #bangtansmutnet #taehyung smut #hoseok smut #namjoon smut #yoongi smut #yandere!bts #seokjin smut #bts fanfic

[dejayoonw]

— More

recently divorced & looking for a new producer you’re inroduced to the seemingly stoic and hardworking min yoongi. at first it seems like he hates you but slowly he begins to warm up, showing you who he really is. how could you not fall for the caring, talented and amazingly devoted father?

pairing: idol!reader x producer/dad!yoongi

genre: S2L, angst, fluff

type: social media au

mood: pinterest board & spotify playlist

side pairing: taekook

status: completd

a/n: disclaimer! baekhyun is an absolute dick in this but i in no way think that’s how he really is or that he would do anything i’ve written! i use people i like as side characters. also, there are mentions of infertility & it’s a fairly major plot point but there are no mentions of miscarriage apart from one of the songs implying it.

part zero: profiles

part one: divorce selfie!!

part two: maybe: suga

part three: killing boys

part four: min barks

part five: we drank

part six: seokie best manager 

part seven: without me

part eight: celebratory dinner 

part nine: don’t speak 

part ten: drama queen 

part eleven: saving grace 

part twelve: dinner guest 

part thirteen: lady bits check up 

part fourteen: ahead of the hype 

part fifteen: sleepover 

part sixteen: suga prod. yn album 

part seventeen: mystery gang

part eighteen: the ol’ razzle dazzle 

part nineteen: confessions

part twenty: stuck with you

part twenty-one: hedric

part twenty-two: rapper suga 

part twenty-three: album release pt1

part twenty-four: album release pt2 

part twenty-five: lets talk about it

part twenty-six: no second guessing 

part twenty-seven: epilogue 1

part twenty-eight: epilogue 2

part twenty-nine: epilogue 3

#bts social media au #bts smau #bts x reader #yoongi social media au #yoongi sm au #min yoongi #social media au #sm au #yoongi x reader #fic; more #masterlist

[we-have-bangtan]

Little Penguin

Pairing: Poly BTS, Taekook x reader

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Taehyung can't help but find Yn adorable af.

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"Can you not be this cute for a second? I need to breathe." Tae groaned, his eyes sparkling as he watched a very pregnant Yn cry over brother bear an old and honestly speaking under rated Disney movie.

"How could you say that??" Yn brawled, Taehyung reaching out to take his very emotional partner into his arms. It was silly, how the pregnancy hormones made Yn more emotional than Jungkook.

He had her lean back onto his chest as he wiped her tears with his sweater sleeve. Yn was seven months pregnant and very similar to a ticking time bomb. She had mood swings and she cried over the most trivial things and pattered around the apartment like a little penguin.

Taehyung rocked her in his arms as she drifted in and out of sleep. Crying had drained all her energy and now sleeping was important for her. She needed to regain all the energy she had lost.

She was having trouble sleeping, she always hated sleeping on her side but now with the baby bump, she had no choice but to do so. She wrapped he arms around Tae's waist as he continued watching the movie.

Tae was glad that it was him that was at home and not Jungkook, Kook hadn't had to face an emotional, crying, hormone fueled Yn yet and Tae was sure Jungkook would end up crying with her instead of stopping her from crying.

His hands were on her tummy, feeling the round shape of it, a soft smile taking over his features. This baby was a blessing to all eight of them and he was sure the child would grow up never lacking love and affection.

He looked down at a soundly sleeping Yn, a little drool dripping onto his shirt as she wandered in dreamland. 'Gosh I love her so much' he thought as he tucked a stray strand of hair away, making sure he didn't wake her up suddenly.

He could hear footsteps outside the door and he prayed that who ever it was would not knock the door, he did not have the heart to open it if they did. He let out a sign of relief when he heard the sound of keys jingling, waiting patiently to see which of the members had come home first.

Jungkook peeked into the living room, his eyes easily finding Yn and Taehyung on the couch. "Does she need a support pillow?" he whispered to Tae, stopping on the way to his room.

"I don't think so" Taehyung answered, letting Jungkook go to get changed and started on tonight's dinner. Their menu had been limited in the last one month because Yn couldn't keep even a small bit of any kind of spicy food down and yet she insisted on eating it because, let's face it, she can't live without spice.

Any kind of take-out food was banned by a very overprotective Yoongi who refused to let Yn even get the scent of any kind of spicy food, if they did order take-out it was in the middle of the night when they all knew Yn was sound asleep and wouldn't wake up till morning.

Jungkook tip-toed back into the room, smiling when he saw the movie playing, "Did she cry?" he asked as he gathered the groceries from the bags h had brought earlier. "She did - a lot" Tae answered with a smile as he kissed her cheek.

"We cried together when we watched it last time" Jungkook laughed, making his way into the kitchen, the sound of dishes being placed on the stove top being drowned out by the hum of the T.V. , it was a good night in the Bangtan house.

________________________

End

#bts #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts jin #bts jungkook #bts namjoon #bts suga #bts fantasy au #bts fic #bts fanfction #bts taehyung #bts series #bts writing #bts fluff #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #taekook #taehyung fanfic #jungkook fantasy au #bts dad au #bts army #bts au fanfic #bts aus #bts angst #bts poly #bangtan #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

[vanciels]

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻-𝙳𝚄𝙾. | 𝙹𝙹𝙺 + 𝙺𝚃𝙷.

When you turn nineteen the system gives you the mark that tells you who will be your soulmate, you could not be less excited about it. Until the expected day arrives and against all odds you end up with twin brands and you have no idea what to do with two soulmates when you never wanted one in the first place.

fic type: social media au

pairing: jeon jungkook x oc x kim taehyung.

side-ships: taekook, minjoon/miniemonie

genre: collage au, soulmates au. | fluff, fluff aaaaand more fluff and also a little bit of angst. 🥺

warnings: hi, guyss. 💗 I'm Dylan, I hope you're doing well. Okay, before I start I want to clarify some points: first, im not an english speaker so my english is very ratata. second, im not constant with updates bc i've a life to manage outside of this, it is more of an escape than a responsibility for me but i still try to be as constant as i can. So i hope you enjoy this as well as i do.💗

parts:

prologue.

profiles: jeongguk and taehyung.

profiles: yn little babies.

part 1: fucked up.

part 2: realize.

part 3: the message.

#bts fic #bts #bts smut #bts social media au #bts taehyung #kooitty #bts imagine #bts au #bts fics #bts jeon jeongguk #bts jk #jungkook x v #jungkook au #jungkook fluff #jungkook smut #soulmate au #jungkook social media au #taehyung social media au #taehyung fanfic #Taehyung smut #Taehyung fluff #taehyung angst

[fullsunskyy]

BTS Social Media Fic Rec Masterlist

I really love SMAU’s so I’ve created a masterlist of all the fics I’ve found. This was mostly so I could keep track of what I’ve read, what chapter I was on for ongoing fics, and ones I haven’t read yet but I felt like it might be helpful so here you go. (Here is the NCT and Stray Kids masterlist as well)

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these fics, I just enjoyed them. Please go and support the authors!

Key:

Completed [ ✔ ] In progress [ 🌸 ] Discontinued [❌] Skyler’s Fav’s [ ❤️] 

(TWT)- Twitter (lol sorry for some of the titles, not all had titles so I did my best to give them one)

Updated: 11/6/19  All links should be working!

Apparently I hit the link limit (whoops). Links still seem to work on mobile BUT here is a google doc of the post which is also linked on my page! https://docs.google.com/document/d/15ZAn-jX4btrBVUQRSaUwyb4aeh923a5ntdfWtA8szlg/edit?usp=sharing

Fav Writers:

@firebettercallnct (Seriously read every word she’s ever written)

@njssi

@gukooky

@bloomsuga

@mackenziexosborne

@hxseok-honee

BTS x YN/ ?? x YN

Exposed by @lysjeon [✔]

The Lonely Hearts Club  by @cinnaminsvga [✔] 

In God We Thrust by @cinnaminsvga [✔] 

Alibi by @minyoongone  [✔] 

Before That by @asteriaguk [🌸] 

Locked Out of Heaven by @cinnaminsvga [🌸] 

Nameless (Interactive) by @firebettercallnct [🌸] 

Mystery Boy by @sunsetsjk [🌸] (Currently Reading-ch 10)

Online by @inclebtsmix [🌸] 

Fake Love by @hxneysuga [🌸][❌] 

Life: The Biggest Troll by @adorajoon [❌] 

OT7/OT8 (YN)

Spilled Milk by @adorajoon

Tag, You’re It by @hxseok-honee [🌸] 

Tropicana by dragunjk [✔]

Jin x YN 

Roses by @bloomsuga [ ✔ ]

Love Maze by @sighobii [✔]

Alibi by @minyoongone [✔]

Flower Girl by @mackenziexosborne [✔] 

Online by @inclebtsmix [✔] 

True by @bangtannguk-au [✔]

24/7 by @hxseok-honee [✔] 

Soulmate Tattoos by @inclebtsmix [✔] 

Let’s Get Married by @hangsangwithbts [🌸] 

Namjoon x YN

Anonymous by @bloomsuga [✔] 

Love Is by @hxseok-honee [✔] 

Fuck Feelings by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

Cuffed by @firebettercallnct [✔]

Baby by @dayinseoul [✔] 

Meaningless by @sighobii [✔] 

Idol AU by @joonsintro [✔?] 

300 Miles til Disaster Highway by @cinnaminsvga [🌸]

Live and Love by @lysjeon [🌸] 

Hoseok x YN 

Diss-Trackt Me by @njssi [✔] [ ❤️]

When Worlds Collide by @dayinseoul [✔]

Fool For Your Love by @hxseok-honee [✔]

Turn by @minyoongone (Previously black-nabi) [✔] (link to tag ‘social media au’ pg 15- no ML- scroll down to intros and part one)

One Time Thing by @bangtann-bangdamn [✔] 

Just Watch by @hxseok-honee​ [🌸]

Catfish by @mackenziexosborne [🌸] 

Metanoia by @minty-minmin [🌸] 

Starstruck by @hopeworldfan [🌸] 

Yoongi x YN 

Diss-Trackt Me by @njssi [✔] [ ❤️]

Shameless by @njssi  [✔] [ ❤️]

Forever, We are Young by @bloomsuga [✔]

Sweet Like Candy by @lysjeon [✔]

Fuck Feelings by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

No Autographs by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

When Worlds Collide by @dayinseoul [✔]

I Found by @hxseok-honee [✔] 

Distant Love by @hxseok-honee [✔]

Shut Up by @tae-hyungsoo [✔]

Daddy Diaries by @bts-reveries [✔] 

Next Door by @inclebtsmix [✔]

Epiphany by @hxneysuga [✔]

Unlikely Alliance by @bts-celestials [✔] 

Spilled Milk by @adorajoon

Call This Love by @minyoongone  [✔] 

Now You See Me by @minsugapie [✔] 

The Real You by @minty-minmin [✔] 

Meaningless by @sighobii [✔] 

Home by @bangtannguk-au [✔] 

No Sleep by @kameliminx [✔] 

Under Construction by @luffles424 [✔] 

Lessons of Love by @honeyminyg [✔] 

Nice Guys Break Hearts by @kpopbopz [✔] 

Daddy Diaries by @bts-reveries [✔] 

Cypher by @bangtan-nugget [✔]

College AU by @joonsintro [✔?]

Just Watch by @hxseok-honee [🌸]

Tranquility by @peacefulmoonflower [🌸] 

Find My Iphone by @ediblesuga [🌸] 

Dancing Emotions by @honeyminyg [🌸] 

Serendipity by @halfmoonbts [🌸] 

Sleepless by @yojeongin [🌸] 

To Win Or To Lose by @firebettercallnct [❌]

Bloom Again by @minyoongone (Previously black-nabi) [❌] (link to tagged ‘bts college au’- ML doesn’t work)

Jimin x YN 

Undo It by @njssi [✔] [ ❤️]

Clearly Confused by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

Angelic by @frgt-me-not [✔]

Pining by @firebettercallnct [✔]

The Music of Fate by @softlyjiminie [✔]

I Hate You, I Love You by @hxseok-honee [✔]

Stardust by @bangtannguk-au [✔]

A Broken Heart is Hard to Fix by @whatspoppin-yoongi  [✔] 

Alibi by @minyoongone [✔]

Turn by @minyoongone (Previously black-nabi) [✔] (link to tag ‘social media au’ pg 15- no ML- scroll down to intros and part one)

Epiphany by @hxneysuga [✔]

Convenience Store Guy by @blue-mold-gi [✔] 

Is it Fake Love? By @minty-minmin [✔] 

Lust to Love by @bts-celestials [✔] 

Only Strangers by @hxneysuga [✔] 

Soulmate Tattoos by @inclebtsmix [✔] 

Serendipity by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [🌸] 

I Bet You Can’t by @btsocialau [🌸] 

Player by @halfmoonbts [🌸] 

Redland by @silverlightqueen [🌸] 

Daisies by @silverlightqueen [🌸] 

Quiet Hours by @srwbrycke [🌸] 

Supernatural AU by @joonsintro [🌸] 

Taehyung x YN 

Star Crossed by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [✔] [ ❤️]

Diss-Trackt Me by @njssi[✔] [ ❤️]

Undo It by @njssi [✔] [ ❤️]

Collide by @bloomsuga [✔]

Vienesse by @lysjeon [✔]

Happy Accidents by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

Mint by @kookoosbunnynose [✔] 

Limerence by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [✔] 

Love Maze by @sighobii [✔]

Under a Shadow by @firebettercallnct [✔]

Brighter Than Heaven, Darker Than Hell by @hxseok-honee [✔]

I’ll See Your True Colors by @inclebtsmix [✔]

Jump Cut  (1) by @minyoongone (Previously black-nabi) (2nd link is too OG posting, scroll to bottom and read up) [✔]

Epiphany by @hxneysuga [✔]

Online by @inclebtsmix [✔]

Fake Love by @nakajeno [✔] 

Compass by @yojeongin [✔] 

Exchange by dragunjk [✔]

Compass by @yojeongin [✔] 

Trust Issues by @taehyungieaa [✔] 

Heir by @bangtannguk-au [✔] 

All I Want by @ddaengyoongs [✔] (No ML- linked to tag)

Reply Back To Me by @diorjeons (prev. tokyojeons) [✔] (Linked to ML but wont open in separate blog tab but opens on dash)

Cafe Terrace at Night by @srwbrycke [✔] 

College Dad AU by @joonsintro [🌸?] 

The Duff by @softlyjiminie [🌸] 

Rumor Has It by @bangtann-bangdamn [🌸] 

Fire Escape Felonies by @ahgastae [🌸] 

Talk Slow by @njssi [🌸] 

Switched by @minty-minmin [🌸] 

Always on My Mind by @justapotatonow [🌸] 

Heir by @bangtan-nugget [🌸] 

Reverie by @frgt-me-not [🌸]

Tongue Tied by @hxseok-honee [🌸]

Jungkook x YN 

Kiss Marry Kill by @firebettercallnct [✔] [ ❤️❤️]

Roomies by @firebettercallnct [✔] [ ❤️]

Stay and Cook by @firebettercallnct [✔] [ ❤️]

Press Start by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [✔]  [ ❤️]

Undo It by @njssi [✔] [ ❤️]

Mark My Words by @bangtann-bangdamn [✔]

Bloom by @bloomsuga [✔]

Incoming Text by @cinnaminsvga [✔] 

Til Death Do Us Part by @cinnaminsvga [✔]

Oh my god, they were roommates by @mackenziexosborne [✔] 

Happy Accidents by @mackenziexosborne [✔]

An Honest Lie by @dayinseoul [✔]

Star-Crossed Haters by @hxseok-honee [✔]

Marguerite by @frgt-me-not [✔]

Love Maze by @sighobii [✔]

Cuffed by @firebettercallnct [✔]

Social Media Au by @foreverpark (prev. lovewyself) [✔] 

Jump Cut  (1) by @minyoongone (Previously black-nabi) [✔] (2nd link is too OG posting, scroll to bottom and read up)

I’ll See Your True Colors by @inclebtsmix [✔]

Next Door by @inclebtsmix [✔]

Tattooed by @bangtan-nugget [✔] 

Crossroads by @lunapjm [✔]

Flowerbomb by @goshguk [✔]

Feeble by @jkslug [✔]

Ice Queen by @kookmejeon [✔]

Let’s Get It by @diorjeons (prev. Tokyojeons & jjkspout) [✔] (Linked to ML but wont open in separate blog tab but opens on dash or mobile)

Highschool AU by @joonsintro [✔] 

Fake Love by @nakajeno [✔] 

Game Over-Restart? By @minty-minmin [✔] 

Compass by @yojeongin [✔] 

Bestfriend!Kook au by @lokojk [✔]

Compass by @yojeongin [✔] 

Messy Love by @hxseok-honee [✔] 

Trust Issues by @taehyungieaa [✔] 

Only Strangers by @hxneysuga [✔] 

Just Another Boy by @srwbrycke [✔] 

I Hate That I’m In Love With You by @prkchimins [🌸]

Magic Shop by @seokinkjin [🌸]

Taste of Lies by @firebettercallnct [🌸] [ ❤️]

Breathe by @bloomsuga [🌸] 

Ardent by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [🌸]

Euphoric by @httpsolros [🌸] (Linked to ch 1, no ML)

Two Can Play This Game by @lofihope [🌸] 

Dancing Emotions by @honeyminyg [🌸] 

You Could Call it Love by @gukooky (prev. lovelyyyoongi) [🌸]

Bad Time For A Good Time by @urlocalkpoptrash [🌸] (linked to ch 1, no masterlist for fic)

~Ships~

Yoonmin

Just Focus On Me by @thisfoolishdestiny [✔] 

Denouement by @thisfoolishdestiny [✔] 

Yoonmin Rapper/idol Social Media au by @vicetaes [✔] 

Yoonmin Souncloud Rapper/idol Social Media au by @vicetaes [✔] 

Bad Love by @luneguk [✔] 

Fanboy by @luneguk [✔] 

Tinder AU by @mintysugasweet [✔]  

Next In Line by @goldenclosetkook [✔] 

Orchestra AU by @meinkleinerangel [🌸] 

Yoonmin Idol/Dancer AU by @btssocialaus [🌸] 

No Strings Attached by @pasteljooonie [🌸] (Search ‘NSAPJ’ or ‘Social Media AU’ on authors tumblr and scroll to bottom-no ML.)

Keep Me Company by @goldenclosetkook [🌸?]  

Jikook

Focus (On Me!) by @kookiesangels [✔] [ ❤️]

(TWT) FBI AU by tiniemnie [✔] [ ❤️]

Hickeys At 3AM by @jiminsrighthand [✔] 

Bunnies are Cute by @busanaus [✔]

Happy Accidents by @goldenclosetkook [✔] 

Over My Head by @youneedtohajima [✔]

Fake Boyfriend AU by @youneedtohajima [✔]

Criminal AU by @jiminspineapples [✔]

You and I ☕️ by @littlemochi13 [✔]

Protego by @jeonslilmonster [✔]

Soulmate AU by @jeonslilmonster [✔]

My Dream Guy by @little-star-in-the-universe [✔] 

Weed Make a Good Couple by @busanaus [✔] 

Rose AU by @jeonslilmonster [✔] 

Neighbors AU by @jeonslilmonster [✔] 

Dream AU by @jeonslilmonster [✔] 

Studio Ghibli AU by @busanaus [✔] 

Secret Admirer AU by @busanaus [✔] 

Calico AU by @jeonslilmonster [✔] 

Idol AU by @busanaus [✔] 

(TWT) Writer AU bu tiniemnie [✔]

(TWT) Idol AU by tiniemnie [✔] 

(TWT) Fanboy AU by minggvk [✔] 

(TWT) Magic Shop by youneedtohajima/tinyfude [✔]

(TWT) Pin Against a Wall AU by youneedtohajima/tinyfude [✔] 

Catfish by @busanaus [✔] 

The Lily and The Eagle by @wingswillholdmeup [✔]

Waste It On Me by @kpopbopz [🌸] 

The Nonsense of Destiny by @littlemochi13 [🌸] 

Packages And Palettes 🎀by @kookiesangels [🌸]  (No ML-linked to tag, scroll down tag list for ch 1)

Taekook

17 by @whippedcris [✔] 

Sugar… Daddy? by @whatspoppin-yoongi  [✔] 

Sugar Coated Comfort by @miniyoonssi [✔]  (Search ‘taekook au’ on author page and scroll down. ML doesn’t work atm)  

Taekook/Yoonmin/Namjin AU by @brightlytae [✔] 

Compass by @yojeongin [✔] 

Just a Prank by @whippedcris [🌸] 

Vmin

Pla(n)tonic Soulmates by @whatspoppin-yoongi  [✔] 

Only Fools Fall by @kpopbopz [✔] 

Vminkook

Taegi

Through The Screen by @goldenclosetkook [🌸]

Sparkles by @goldenclosetkook [🌸?] 

Yoonkook

Play With Me Softly by @goldenclosetkook [✔] 

Mozzafiato;breathtaking by @jeonslilmonster  [✔] 

Sope

From Broken Endings by @goldenclosetkook [✔] 

Black Hole Churning by @youneedtohajima [✔] 

Namjin 

Namkook

I See You Everyday, I Think About You Every Night by @goldenclosetkook [✔] 

Poly

Right Thru Me by @hxseok-honee [✔] 

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— 15 | pink camellias 🖊

series masterlist | taglist (wow ,, so cool): @blckjeon @babimyeon @filmtae​ @xxxanimangxxx​ @cherryeyedjikook​

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a/n: hi, it’s been a hot minute (^o^) i didn’t expect to get this done so quick ?? but i lov these two a lot hehee. honestly,, i rlly bang my head every day trying to develop or fix these characters and then look back at what i’ve posted and realize ,, hey :( they’re actually kinda cute !! LOL anyways,,  i hope you enj as i enjoyed taking my time to write this ,, <3 it’s lowkey my baby :’) as always, feedback is welcome (send me asks ,, i want friends) and reblogs are much appreciated !! receiving so makes me feel motivated ,, but i am thankful for your time regardless lovies 

wc: like 8k? bruh. i could not shut the fuck up ! 

warnings: sprinkles of gaslighting (but it’s sexy?), sulking vibes, emotional constipation (miscommunication), a virgin church girls sad attempt of writing smut (gonna have a long talk with boss man at church tmrw), tit fcking, fingering, unprotected sex?? ig?? not me tho,, y’all stay safe </3, creampie, cockwarming for like 0.5 seconds, oc has brat complex and jk is like ,, not having it (but he can have me), light angst towards the end, and a good time besties ,, 🤑

It’s 7 in the morning. 

You’ve had this pounding headache for a few days now. The headache most likely came from your late night studying, early morning cramming, and —if you’re guessing correctly— rough bus ride naps that have your head hitting the window a little too hard. Sometimes Jimin would offer to drive you to class but his driving wasn’t necessarily that much of a different experience than the bus. Ultimately, you couldn’t be upset because it made sense that your head hurt. It’s easy to figure out why your migraine is so invasive. 

Why? The signs are all there. 

Could you say the same about your heart lately? How it’s been pounding and sits on the edge of a cliff? Like it’s walking on a tightrope to get across and you have no choice but to wish for either A) it gets to the other side as planned or B) if all else fails, a safe landing. 

Putting the sweet moments aside —moments where he felt like he was yours and like the (his) world belonged to you— you two had a bad habit of going back and forth. Something like a “one step forward, two steps back,” moment along with a need for an emotional break somewhere in between. You’ve always been the type to wait things out and suffer the consequences later. When it comes to being upset or having your feelings hurt by others, you prefer space. When it’s something you’re flat out involved in, you’re reactive in a way that some may find timid and weak.. But you find it peaceful, resourceful, and much more convenient in terms of long-term solutions. To others who sit on the other side, feelings related to waiting, hoping, and anticipation deserve to die. It may feel ruthless, but it’s the only true way to stick to your feelings. It’s way easier said than done, but the point is: you were and always been the type to make people wait for you. Since your world is yes or no, loves me or loves me not, wrong or right, you want to always be sure… Until it’s about him. 

And it’s always about him. 

Rolling out of bed, you get washed up and dressed for the day. Nothing special, just sweat pants and a sports bra. Maybe you’d go for a workout after breakfast or sometime before Jungkook comes over for your talk. Maybe you’d go back to sleep after you eat and take some medicine. Who knows? All you’re thinking about is how you’ve been craving kimchi jjigae for a while.  

The last time you had it was probably the last time Jungkook had slept over and poorly taught you how to cook it. It’s a simple dish that led to such a domestic atmosphere —the kind that had you giggling at his slight touches and nonsense narration as he cooked. Looking back, moments with him always seemed to flow like that. It was a collection of mundane, a mix of queasiness, and a lot of adoration with how it felt to be with Jungkook. He comes in waves of excitement but is also your steadfast comfort. Truly, no one has ever made you feel this way. It has, and for the most part, will always be him. 

You’ve lived a quiet life, after all, you’ve never experienced a real boyfriend or real friends until now. Maybe that’s why your mom insisted that you bring a date. It didn’t really make you feel bad or like you weren’t enough. When you had no close friends or love interests; you honestly just did your best to live. Often, you remind yourself not to compare yourself to others. You tell yourself that it’s okay to bloom late or even not at all. Who knows anything, really? Life is just meant to be lived and you don’t believe that moping around waiting or expecting someone to come in and to change it is what life is about. You deserve to enjoy who you are for yourself first. Perhaps that’s what bothers you so much. Who gets to experience this side of you? Your possible first love and possible first heartache? it was all on him. 

That’s a lot of pressure for a fuckboy. For someone who denies and insists on nothing. For someone who you love(d) as a friend first.

Yes, you’re still hurt. Isn’t it obvious? 

As the stew begins to boil and you’re focused on chopping the onions, the knock on your door occurs earlier than expected. 

You and Jungkook had discussed meeting sometime in the early evening. In your head, you had memorized his schedule. This left you to safely assume that he’d make his way over to you after his 5 PM class. It’s literally the buttcrack of dawn and he’s waiting outside your door. Is he skipping class? 

Dumbass. 

Still, your heart does a flip or two.

On the other side of the door, Jungkook is wondering why the actual fuck he’s here so early. His heart is about to burst and he feels a little nauseous. God, when did he ever get nervous about a girl? He’s been over at your place a million times but something about knowing that this time is different makes his tummy turn. There was no point in attending his morning classes today. What would be the point if all he’d do is sit there, watch the clock, and think about you? He felt too distracted and impatient to sit through anything. In his head, he just wanted to see you. It’s been too long, it’s been too confusing, it’s been a few sleepless nights. 

If anything, both of you took a moment for yourselves before proceeding. You knew who it was on the other side and you wanted a clear mind for good intentions. You don’t want to lose Jungkook, but your pettiness has been a little difficult to work with. 

He would agree. 

He clearly meant something to you. If he didn’t, you wouldn’t be this invested. You wouldn’t have complained or sulked as much if you didn’t care for him the way that you do. You wouldn’t have gone through the extra mile of posting a small thirst trap just for his attention. You wouldn’t have been so hurt if it was truly nothing. 

It was definitely something. Something was in the air when he had his lips on yours and the way it felt when he smiled into the kiss. 

Your heart aches at the memory. 

It’s a little funny how easy it used to be. How you’d leave your door unlocked while you’re cooking or cleaning, and he’d just stroll in like this was his home too. Laying his bag somewhere and making himself comfortable in your apartment. Whether that meant getting started on dinner or helping you tidy around; it used to be so much easier than this. 

Now, he’s knocking, waiting anxiously, and you’re standing on the other side trying to gather your thoughts as fast as your hands turn the doorknob. When the door opens, it reveals the man responsible for all your doting behaviour. 

You hate to admit it, but he looks angelic. A little too perfect and the realization of how much better you suddenly felt at the sight of him is almost humorous. A wave of comfort rushes through you and you find yourself annoyed that you’re still mad at him. You want to be mad but he looks too good to be mad at. A part of you has already craved. Already wrapped yourself in his embrace and forgave him for his stupid words.

Your world is completely gray. 

Jungkook’s eyes move from his feet to your face fairly quickly. A rush of concern takes over as he notices your slightly puffy eyes and stuffy nose. 

“Were you crying?” he asks, hesitating to touch you. 

He feels like shit all of the sudden. Were you too anxious to face him that you cried? Too overwhelmed? Was he the reason? He doesn’t want to be. He wishes not to be. 

For a moment, you don’t understand why he’s concerned. “Oh! I was just cooking. Chopping onions and well.. You know?” he nods in response, unsure if he believes you or not. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have class?”

“No,” he lies. “I have all day with you.”

“Did you eat?”

He shakes his head with a soft smile. “No, I haven’t eaten. I just waited until now to come over. I remember your body clock.”

His ego deflates when you offer him an awkward gesture. “Join me for breakfast then.”

He follows you inside, closing the door behind him. You close your eyes, feeling uneasy. Then, just as your thoughts begin to crowd your mind, Jungkook puts his bag down where he usually does. He offers a smile, and your mind settles down. He then peaks over to the stovetop, playfully sniffing and squinting at the ingredients scattered around your countertop. He takes a guess. 

“Kimchi jjigae?”

“Yeah.” you respond plainly. 

“Isn’t it too early for this?”

“Then don’t eat,” you snap.

Your tone of voice pains him. It reminds him of his place and the reason he’s here. You catch his dying expression, instantly disliking your response to him as well. You felt bad. You didn’t feel like you. 

“Sorry,” you apologize walking over to the stove. You lower the heat and stir it. Jungkook gives you space. 

“Don’t be.”

He feels like he deserved it. Your heart doesn’t know if it wants to sink or do a flip or two. 

“You know where the placemats are. You can just do your homework or whatever while I finish up.” For the first time tonight, you look into his eyes and he feels torn for a moment. He’s here for you. He skipped class for you. He’s here to learn, understand and study you. 

“It’s okay. Not much is due,” he lies. “I’ll just help you out.”

You decide not to argue with him since you figure you’d do that part later. He stands beside you, washes his hands, and nudges you. 

“Aren’t you cold?”

You remember you’re literally in a sports bra. 

“Give me a minute,” you plead, rushing into your room to put on a random shirt. When you get back, Jungkook lets out a small laugh. 

“I’m surprised I didn’t get a ‘my clothes are not an invitation,’ scolding —not that I need one. I know clothes aren’t an invitation.” he enlightens. “Nice shirt by the way.” 

You look down, realizing you had put it on backwards. 

Honestly? Fuck your life. 

Hastily, you take it off and put it back on after fixing it. Jungkook watches in silence, thinking of new conversations to start. He didn’t mean to make you feel annoyed, self-conscious or frustrated; but you sure look that way now. 

“What have you been up to, Momo?” Jungkook begins, wanting to shift the dense atmosphere. 

“Stealing Taehyung’s lines?” He shakes his head, immediately denying and feeling a bit embarrassed. 

“It’s just.. I—uh..” Jungkook tilts his head and lets out a sigh. “I usually call you baby.” 

For the second time tonight, you look into his eyes and he again feels torn. You don’t answer him. Instead, you change the subject and ask what else you’re missing for the stew. 

When the food is ready, Jungkook takes a seat and so do you. As you pick up your spoon, ready to take your first bite; Jungkook lets out a groan. 

“Why are you sitting so far?”

You slump in confusion. “I’m right here—”

Before you know it, his right-hand grips the lower part of your chair and pulls you closer to his side. 

“Better.” 

You blink at him, a little taken back by his actions. He groans when he begins to eat and asks you if seeing him eat makes you full. To that, you scoff and go back to your food. Throughout the meal, he carries the conversation and you relax into his presence again. It’s comfortable and exactly what you’ve missed. He makes you laugh like it’s what he’s meant to do. You two, without realizing it, begin to heal. 

The kimchi jjigae is a little too salty. You’re completely embarrassed and feel even more so when Jungkook lifts his bowl and slurps the very last drop. 

“I know it was salty. Just admit it!” you whine. “Don’t be such a suck-up. Nobody likes a suck-up.”

He shakes his head, resisting.

“It’s so good though,” he licks his lips and rubs his tummy. “I liked it.. I like anything you do.���

Silence. 

“Whatever,” you conclude. 

Quickly, you take his bowl and yours. Bringing everything into the sink, you run warm soapy water to begin washing the dishes. As you scrub, you assume Jungkook is cleaning the table like he usually would. Taking into account how everything has been going so far, it feels like things are somewhat falling back into place. 

But you’re wrong.

So fucking wrong. 

There’s an intimidating feeling people usually get when others step too close to them. Unexpected touches done in complete surprise are either make or break moments. The thing is, as you continue to scrub the bowls clean, you feel more warmth from Jungkook’s body pressed against yours than the running water. He had snaked his arms around your waist. His chest is pressed against your back as he rests his chin on the crook of your neck. 

“Can we talk?” he mumbles against your skin. 

Shivers. Fucking shivers. You want to tremble and give in so bad, but you want to stand your ground. You need to stand your ground.

“Isn’t that why you’re here?” You question him. 

“I guess.” He agrees. 

“You guess?”

“I’m here because I miss you.” He admits it so nonchalantly. If you closed your eyes and hummed a tune, you would have missed it. It was weak and needy, but it was him. You reply with more silence. It sets his patience to the test. 

“Why are you so mad at me, YN? I’m here, attempting to do something about us—”

“Us?” you turn to him. “What us?”

By now, you’ve turned off the tap and unwrapped from his embrace. His heart drops when you answer him like that. An “I’m sorry,” is what he says immediately; simply, and meaningfully.

There’s a look in your eyes, something he hasn’t seen personally but has often been scolded for causing. You look hurt. Tired, confused, sad. All because of him? 

He hates himself.

He reaches out to you again but you lightly shake him off. Then, he confesses the same thing again. 

“I miss you.” 

You stand still for a moment. Unsure of what to do next because he takes the opportunity to hold you again. Except for this time, he holds you tighter, squeezing your bodies together, getting you to remember his warmth. His presence. Him. 

You bite your tongue, so desperate to not respond. Partly because you don’t know what to say and partly because you have nothing to say. Partly because you don’t want to give in. You feel dizzy but you also feel safe —like you’ve finally made it home after weeks of exhausting thoughts and helpless irritation. 

“You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?” His low whisper has a faint sound of a whine. There is no denying it —you can’t help but feel amused by him. 

“Say what?” you press, slightly sounding dumbfounded. 

Jungkook sucks in teeth and takes a step back. With that, he tugs your hand and your body turns to face him. He moves closer, towering above you, but it doesn’t feel scary. It feels enticing. You don’t know what to expect. You only wish for the best. 

“This is the most obvious thing ever but.. I like you. A lot,” he admits, taking your hand and placing it over his heart. “Too much, even.” 

Truthfully, it felt a bit painful to admit so. Admitting so would mean honesty — something he had greedily insisted on from you yet lacked to deliver himself— and maybe it’s more of the feeling of being this bare. Being this real and vulnerable to someone who mattered… Someone who he desperately wanted to be loved by.. It was too consuming to keep inside; he didn’t feel the peace love was supposed to bring because the thought of losing you was literally driving him crazy. It was uncomfortable and itchy to have you not know. 

It wasn’t because he had been loved poorly in the past. If anything, he was loved well. Jungkook has just always thought love to be an investment more than anything else. He didn’t have the time to do so and quickly fell into a life of temporary satisfaction. Every friend, every past hook-up were just drops of dopamine before you. Jungkook has always been the type to make his decisions slowly. 

Why? 

Why not. 

Again, this is where Jungkook stood conflicted. He didn’t understand why everything feels a certain way when it comes to you. Questions like: why the fuck is it you? Why did it have to be someone his whole friend group held close to? Why was it someone as heartfelt as you? Every part of Jungkook wants to be the one that loves you right. Be the one that treats you the way you deserve and ultimately just be there for you.. But he is just so terrified that his habits would contradict the feelings he had for you. 

“Say something,” he begs. “Or.. Don’t. I don’t know? I probably look so stupid right now.. Maybe I should go—”

“What do you want from me, Jungkook?” you ask, curious for his answer. If he was going to confess, he should do it right. 

“What?”

“What do you want from me? You like me? And what? What am I supposed to do with that?” you begin to burn inside. Here he is again, cowardly admitting things to fuck with you. 

“So what? What the fuck does that mean?”

You shrug and turn away. “Your confession sucks. One moment you want me, the next you’re offering to leave. Make up your mind. What do you want?”

He pulls you back, bringing your attention to him again. His eyes chase yours and he tries his best to read you. What was going on in your pretty little mind —

“You.”

You scoff. 

Something in him stirs. It wasn’t anger, it was more of a fed up feeling. He was getting tired of the same conversation —the one that you can’t bring yourself to listen or confide in him with. How could he get you to listen to him? How could he get you to say what you really want to say? By being the asshole you’re painting him to be? He doesn’t want to be that guy, but you’re so difficult. So used to letting space and time fix things instead of taking matters into your own hands. 

“Yours isn’t exactly award-winning either, baby.” He retorts. 

You cross your arms and lean against the sink. “You’re honestly unbelievable. You can’t just show up out of nowhere these past few weeks and say meaningless shit like that. It’s not fair. Stop playing with my feelings like they’re yours to toy with.”

“Aren’t they?” Jungkook insists. “Stop projecting, baby. We’re equally at fault.”

You draw a blank. All you can feel is your headache being replaced with a different kind of pain. 

“You think you’re cute —all bratty and difficult? Please, enlighten me,” he cross-examines. “I get that I messed up. I get that I shouldn’t have denied us. Yes, us. Because clearly, if we’re going to fucking start arguing like this; there’s something we’re arguing over! Us. So get it through your thick, boba-filled skull that there is an us. I’m not your boyfriend—“

“Fuck you!”

“Will you let me?” He snaps. “Look, I may not be your boyfriend, but fuck anyone who doesn’t see the way I am around you.. And just because I’m not your boyfriend, doesn’t mean I never want to be, okay? I do want to be.” He discloses rather suave and you don’t know how to react to his scolding. He had a point that you couldn’t fight.

“Jungkook—”

“But I just can’t be everyone’s boyfriend too. And it feels like that, honestly. Everyone is so used to being in my business and I don’t want you to feel like any other girl I’ve been with before. You deserve more than that. I don’t deserve you, you know? So I get it. I get that if I have you, I have everyone too. I just need time to figure out my boundaries when it comes to things like this. I need to figure out what parts of you I’m willing to share, what parts of me I’m willing to share, and what parts of us I’d like to stay between us.” he confesses. 

Your heart softens. 

Before you can open your mouth to respond, he cuts you off with a deep sigh and begins to conclude. “I’m so over it, YN. I’m tired of guessing why you’re so petty about this. I didn’t even know you were that sensitive, and I’m offended you didn’t tell me. I had to hear it from Taehyung and Jimin that I made you feel like a dirty secret in our fucking group chat! What’s that all about? I get that how I treat you is under their surveillance 24/7, but I don’t get why everyone got to know how I made you feel before me. How is that fair? How do you think that makes me feel? When I found out what I fucked up on, I tried to fix it, right? That’s why I’ve been trying to reach you. Calling you, texting you, meeting you after your classes.. That’s why I knocked on your door at 7 in the morning today. Now I’m here, but it’s like you don’t want me to be.”

You want to cry. 

You felt stupid. You feel stupid. You are so fucking stupid. 

“Tell me, baby. Tell me what I’m supposed to do,” he begs. 

Baby.

Everything Jungkook is expressing is valid. You had been too petty these days, too avoidant. You’ve spent so much time complaining about the lack of communication between you two yet failed to meet him halfway. You have the right to be upset though. This does not invalidate your feelings of being hurt by him prior. This is just more insight into how it’s been affecting the both of you. 

He switches. He hates seeing your eyes get teary. Especially if it was about him. 

“Don’t be such a crybaby,” he dictates, breaking the intense atmosphere with a smile and warm laugh. He pulls you in and you immediately melt into his arms. Your vision begins to blur with your tears the moment his embrace hits you. “You’re okay,” he comforts. 

“I.. I missed you too,” you whimper. “And I’m sorry too.”

“I’m right here,” he teases, pulling away to find your eyes. “But can we both agree there is an us? Even though I’m the one that said there wasn’t.. I’m asking you to forgive me and let me prove to you that there is an us.”

You just nod. 

“Use your words, baby. Why are you mad at me?”

So you do. 

“I wanted to move on,” you tell him sadly. His heart twitches, making him feel sick. He never wanted you to feel like you didn’t want him around. 

Fear: faced.

“Move on from my feelings for you while I still could. It was overwhelming, Jungkook. Do you think being around you guys is easy? I have so many fake acquaintances because every girl friend I have wants to get with one of you. The rumours about us felt like high school teasing until they started to become real. Sneaking away from the parties together, you sleeping over and acting like my boyfriend.. The whole bouquet thing.. And then our friends got into a fight because they were defending me. Defending us. Only for you to say that there is no such thing,” you take a moment to breathe. Jungkook is holding your hand, his thumb rubbing against your palm. “I wanted time away from you. I distanced myself because—”

“What did I say about wanting space?” he scolds.

“Never from you.”

His heart flips when you answer as if you knew better.. Because you did. Jungkook has always been the type to invade and sit with you. He didn’t believe in space unless it was shared with you. 

“I just don’t think it’s fair to be called your friend but act as your girlfriend. I don’t like how you hug me, confront me, support me, and..” you choke. “M-maybe.. Maybe even love me like a boyfriend.. When you’re just my friend.” 

“I can’t be your boyfriend,” he admits softly. “Not yet. I just.. I don’t feel like it’s the right time for me to ask such a thing. I don’t want to ask you to be my girlfriend just to make up for this fight. I want to ask you when you’re happier with me —with us. When you’d actually want me.”

“Wow,” you laugh. “Who said I don’t want you now?”

He rolls his eyes and tugs you towards him. He kisses your forehead, and sways the two of you back and forth. 

“I can just be yours.”

“What’s the difference between a boyfriend and being mine?”

“I’ll be your boyfriend someday,” Jungkook promises. “I’ll be yours now.” 

For some reason, you like his answer. 

His answer is enough. 

His answer is a start.

More than that, you feel relief in his answer. There was structure, there was a plan, there was a promise. 

“I’ll hold you to that, bunny.”

With that, Jungkook is caught off guard when you go on your tippy-toes and press your lips on his. When he realizes what’s happening, he kisses you back. At first, he kisses you at a fast, hungry pace. When the feeling of you kissing him just as passionately settles with him, he suddenly slows down. He kisses you slowly because now he’s a little overwhelmed and wants to savour this moment. He wants this to never end. Then, without thinking, your hands travel to his hair and it takes almost everything in himself back. 

God, what wouldn’t he give you?

He lets out a soft moan and you tug his hair and can’t stop himself from placing his hands on your waist and lifting you up. Sitting on the edge of the sink, it’s a more comfortable position for you two. When you pull away for some air, he places the palm of his hand on your cheek, running his thumb over your bottom lip. 

You place your hand on top of his and you look at him with the most ‘fuck me eyes,’ you’ve ever given anyone. He rolls his eyes at your play and closes in between you two. With both hands on his cheeks, you kiss him again and again. 

“I’m sorry too.” 

Kiss. 

“I miss you too.”

Kiss.

“I like you too.”

Kiss.

“A lot?” He questions with an eyebrow raised. You shrug in response and he instantly gives you a straight face. To which, you giggle and kiss his frown away. 

“Too much, even.” You admit softly and it’s more than enough for him. 

With your words and the lustful way you’re testing him, he takes it upon himself to tug on the hem of your shirt. Without a delay, you break from his kiss and take off your shirt. 

In your dimly lit kitchen, Jungkook’s hot whispers in your ears begin to change the mood. From something so lighted like an innocent kiss to the way he’s speaking to you made all the difference. You find yourself dropping to your knees and him leaning back against the counter. If he stays standing without support, he’d lose it. He’d lose everything he so desperately wants to keep kind and respectful for you. He’d do too much. 

“Not here. Please,” he asks of you.

He helps you up, and you two make your way to your bedroom. 

You’re laying on your bed as he towers over you. Kissing from your neck to behind your ear, then your lips. So hungrily and slow, it’s practically sinful. He’s brushing his tongue against yours when you least expect it, sucking on it before moving to bite your bottom lip as he pulls away for air. You’re breathless, but it’s not from the kissing. 

The arousal from between your legs makes it difficult to catch your breath. His hands, roaming up your inner thighs, have never felt so foreign to you. Why did they feel so electric against your skin? It felt just like his kisses. 

In response, you breathe his name and his heart beats faster and faster. Jungkook places sloppy wet kisses, dragging his tongue along the side of your neck to your collarbone. Meeting the crease of your cleavage, he bites into it and you let out a moan. He’s rubbing his teeth against your skin, licking and sucking as he did with your mouth. Jungkook pulls away with a sleazy smile, proud of his artwork.

Maybe it’s the morning light that made him look so desirable right now, or the way that his eyes looked like they only wanted you, but in this moment, it feels like you’re his universe. 

You can’t take it anymore. 

You sit up, causing him to follow. You aren’t sure what comes over you, but it’s too late to back down when you both realize where you had just placed your hands. Fidgeting with his belt loop, he looks down and places his hand on top of yours. You two share and look, pausing because even though he wanted this more than anything; he wanted to be sure you did too. You nod with a reassuring smile and he caves. Just the longing look in your eyes sparkle causes him to lazily lean against your headboard, lift his hips and tug his bottoms off for you. You take off your sweat pants too. 

“We don’t have to—”

“Are you really about to say what I think you’re saying?” you breathe. “When it’s your fault I’m this wet?” His head spins when you take his hand and have his thumbs run against the fabric of your panties. 

How could he say no?

Literally. How could he? 

With a small shift, Jungkook takes out his semi-hard cock. You gulp. 

“Show me what that bratty mouth of yours can do aside from talk big.” 

You had no words. Seriously, why was his cock so pretty? You gaze at it a little longer and he gives you a look. 

“If you’re going to drool, I rather you just spit on it.” Suddenly, he takes off his hoodie, revealing his bare upper body. Your eyes trail over his tattoos more than his crafted abs.

You’re stunned. Absolutely lost for words. Breaking away from his trance, you do as he says. You run your tongue around your mouth, gathering your saliva before dipping your head and spitting right on it. As you pull away, a string of saliva follows and you look up at him. Eyes, wide and so innocent, yet your hands were the exact opposite. 

“You’re so big, bunny. What the fuck?”

Bunny.

He grins, giving himself a few lazy pumps. His hand on top of yours when he does so. Your eyes follow his hands and he instantly knows the reason for his precum. 

“You can take it, baby. I know you can.” He encourages slyly. He leans forward, pressing a kiss on your shoulder, then to your collar bone, to your cheek, and finally to your lips. 

You don’t know if you can. Really, honestly speaking. It’s thick and from the looks of it; only half of what it’ll be in a few minutes. Fuck, did you want him and this sight is making it difficult for you to think straight. 

Without warning, you reach out and grip his length, moving his hands aside. You add pressure to your wondering hands and look up at his bambie eyes; completely enchanted by your doing —by you. Jungkook takes a sharp breath in as you two watch your thumbs run over his surface, spreading his pre-cum. 

“What do you want, bunny? My mouth? My tits?” 

“You.”

You laugh, giving him a sweet kiss he’s definitely earned. 

“Be honest,” you pry. “What do you want?”

“I want to fuck your tits,” he reveals. “Then you,” you nod, understanding his wish and wanting so much to fulfill his desire. 

“Whatever you want,” you promise almost too sweetly. You remove your bra and Jungkook instantly traces the curves of your breasts with his eyes like a masterpiece. Like he’s memorizing the way they look, and to his surprise, you lift his hand and place them on your breast. 

“Is this what you want, bunny?” 

He nods vigorously. You grin, moving away from him and get on the floor. Kneeling down as he moves himself to the edge of your bed, he lazily gives himself three long strokes before you place your hands on him again. You bring yourself closer, tugging on his length to your tits. You with him for a moment, tapping him around and sliding your hands down his velvet skin. You pump him a few times before placing small kisses on top. Letting him enjoy the soft movements, you then run your tongue over the top of your teeth and spit onto his cock. You use your spit and his pre-cum like lube and begin to pump him faster. He’s twitching, utterly undone by your touch. You let go once it’s up on his own, almost so hard and big you wonder how this would ever fit inside of you. 

You squish your breasts together and begin to bounce. His cock, peaking at the top of your breasts, is throbbing. 

“You’re so big, Jungkook.” Bouncing faster, he moans watching you.

“You’re loving this, huh? You love having me like this? You’re ruining me, YN,” he tells you, short of breath.

“Mm —mhmm, yes. I love it!”

He’s losing his mind the same way you’re losing yours. Your big eyes, innocent tone, and movements are just too much for him. He’s not as strong as he thought he would be. You’re so good at this. You’re so good at tearing down his walls; changing his plans and making him suffer. But you were also so good at soothing him, making him feel good —making him feel better even when you’re the reason he feels like shit.

Jungkook doesn’t answer with words. He places his hand on your hair, tugging it. You smirk and lick your lips before pulling your breasts away. Bowing your head, you first dip low for his balls and before you wrap your plump lips around his cock. 

When you do so, he throws his head back and breathes heavily. “Mmph,” he voices. “Such a fucking tease.. All this time you just wanted my cock, huh? You look so pretty right now. You know that? You’re so pretty.” 

Kiss.

“The prettiest.”

You continue to suck him off and occasionally squeeze his balls. He feels like he’s in heaven; this is the best head he’s gotten in a while. Actually; it’s the only head he’s gotten in a while. 

He hasn’t told you but Jungkook hasn’t slept with anyone in almost two years. He hasn’t slept with anyone since you first stole his shirt and wore it around campus like a girlfriend. Like you could be his girlfriend.. Something like that. Ever since then, you continued to steal his clothes and he let you. He let you walk around in his clothes. He let you walk around looking like his girlfriend. 

“I’m gonna cum.” He states in a mild panic. 

You listen well, putting more effort into your act. His breathing becomes hitched as you pull away, holding his cock to your breasts. He cums over them and fights to keep his eyes open — moaning at the glorious sight. When he’s emptied himself, you run your thumb across his tip and feel him twitch. You two pause for a moment before he’s handing you your shirt and wipes his load off of you. 

Hands still on him, when cock relaxes and softens, you give it one last kiss and climb onto his lap. Your bare pussy and his cock at touching; and you glide back and forth for a moment. Jungkook catches his breath and sits up. 

“Hi.” 

“Hey,” he smiles. You take the back of your hand and wipe away the sweat accumulated on his forehead. “You worked hard.” he compliments, making you laugh. 

“I missed you.” 

“I missed you,” he repeats. 

“I didn’t miss how mean you get when we fight. Can’t you be a little nicer? Like when you were calling me pretty earlier?” you take the chance you can get, being on top of him wet and all. 

“With my dick stuffed inside your mouth? Yeah,” he says in awe. “I’ll be nicer.. Only if you’re less bratty.”

“But you’re into it!” you defend. 

Jungkook shoots up. “So you act bratty for me to get off on it?”

“I mean..” you gesture to your two naked bodies. Jungkook rolls his eyes, leaning on your shoulders to kiss them. He then moves on to kiss your cheeks and wraps his arms around you. Before you know it, he brings you down with him, laying on your mattress again. He’s cuddling himself onto you and you can’t help but do the same. 

He places chaste kisses on your jaw line, and you moan at his touch. You move, taking a seat on his lap again. 

“My favourite spot,” you tease.

He snickers as you lean into him. You begin moving your hips up and down, side to side; driving him crazy at this point. You can feel him hardening under your heat. The feeling of him in between your legs is enough for you to stimulate. He’s not even in you yet and you’re already drooling. 

“Like that,” he moans. “Feels good.” 

Fuck this man has you melting. Without an explanation, he’s lifting you up and flipping you so you’re laying on his mattress. There are no words to describe how much your heart is racing. Jungkook hovers over and you smile into the highly anticipated kiss. He does the same moments after you.

Lips passionately crashing onto yours, you two waste no time. You kiss him back just as lewd. His hands travel to your thighs and he squeezes them, gripping dangerously near your heat. How did his hands make it that far up? You didn’t notice because you were so focused on the way his tongue slipped its way into your mouth; boldly wrestling with yours. Soon, your energies calm and it’s more like a dance. Every time you pull away for a breath, he softly sucks on your tongue and moves his kisses to the corner of your lips patiently waiting for them to come back to him. 

“You taste like milk tea again,” he laughs when you bring your lips back to his. You switch to giving him short pecks and bring your hands to cup his face. “We literally ate the same thing too.”

“I bought a milk tea flavoured lip balm,” you admit, feeling slightly embarrassed at your childish purchase. 

He scrunches his nose and smiles wildly. “You’re so fucking cute.��� He compliments before trailing wet kisses from the top of your breast to your neck. “So fucking wet too.”

It’s then when you feel his thumb rubbing against you. You moan as he deepens his touch, feeling the warm spread. 

“Are you gonna stick your fingers in me or what, bunny?” 

“Eager much?”

“Only for you.” 

He looks at you in amazement. God, when did he get so lucky to have you like this? His digits dig into you and all you can do is shamelessly spread your legs, not breaking eye contact with him. He swears he’d going to burst. 

“Fuck, Y/N.”

You fix your position on the bed, laying back and arching yourself as he inserts his sturdy fingers inside of you. He begins to circle around, all the while still using his thumb to rub your clit. His touch is gentle, but the way he is beginning to pick up the pace is what gets you biting your tongue. 

“How do I make you feel, baby? Boost my ego,” he chuckles, noticing your lip bite. You sigh deeply, beginning to lose your breath. Without much thought, you let out a frustrated groan. 

“Good! So, ah, fu— fuck. Jungoo— fuck! So fucking good.” you moan. “Only you.”

“Fuck, that’s right,” he confirms. “Only me.”

He wants you closer. He wants you to be completely fucked out and crying from overstimulation; he wants so much of you.

“You can do better than that, YN. You can be louder than that,” he assures you, reaching over to give you a quick kiss. “Can I taste you, baby?” 

You don’t hesitate to say yes. 

Gripping your bedsheets, you’re moved by the way he’s sucking your clit while pushing his fingers inside you in such clean strokes. His tongue, occasionally licking you up and down has you quivering. When it comes to sex, you aren’t too experienced. You haven’t really fooled around since high school and just had a few moments with other guys throughout your university life. Ever since you and the guys became close; you haven’t really gotten the chance to be active. They were way too protective. Besides, everyone knew who had their eyes on you.

Every split moment you think you’ve adjusted to his mouth on your pussy, he does something different. He’s burying his face inside you, gliding his nose and making you squirm. At one point, he’s slapping your heat and mumbling dirty words to it. At this point; you’re out of breath and you’re reaching your climax. You aren’t sure how you’re not screaming, but you’re thankful you aren’t. 

Your mind quickly thinks of Jungkook’s words from earlier: yours, and it makes your stomach turn. His movements are so quick now, you’re practically aching. 

“I’m gonna cum. Keep g-going.. Arghh,” you plead breathlessly. A few seconds later, as he’s flicking his tongue aimlessly. You feel him smiling against your pussy and licking you. You move your weight to your elbows, and suddenly he’s moving away. Quickly, he leans to you and kisses you. He runs his tongue around his lips and smiles. 

“Why— “

“Cum around me.”

You agree, he bites your neck as you lay down. 

“Condom?” Jungkook recalls. You shrug.

“If you want?” 

“To be honest,” he laughs. “Not really. Not with you.”

“Okay,” you agree. “I’m on the pill anyway.. And I trust you.” 

His heart is filled with glee. He offers you a bunny-like smile and cups your cheeks to kiss them. Then, he sits up, guiding his length around you. He glides himself into your folds a few times, gently lifting it once in a while to hit your heat. To which, you love. You bite your lip, watching him tease you 

“Plea— please, Jungkook,” you breathe. “Please.”

He smirks, leaning down to kiss you again. You don’t kiss back, instead, you tug him into your body. He crashes into you, and swiftly puts himself inside you. He groans and you let out a satisfied moan. 

He begins to pace himself, getting off with your hitched breathing and whispered pleads. His thrusts are deep and well done. He just knew how to fuck you and that was simply the truth. Within a few moments, he’s close. Jungkook throws his head back when he feels you begin to close in on him. He feels you lifting your hips, meeting him halfway. There’s no way to describe it with you, it’s complete pleasure. It’s the borderline of lust and love; everything about this was you. 

God, could he fall in love so easily right now. 

So a part of him does.

When you string your arm around his neck, kiss him slow and tender, he can’t do much more. He can’t fight the rush in his body. It’s the way you literally made him weak that had him go through overdrive. 

“I’m— “

“Mmhm, me too.”

“Where do you want me?”

“Inside!” you squeal, “where else?”

That does it. He attacks your lips, squeezing your breasts with his hands, and rolls his hips, pushing himself inside of you more and more. Then, you feel it. Your toes curl, and you whimper warnings. He feels your cum around him and it’s more than enough for him to begin to do the same. Jungkook spills himself in you, sloppily thrusting and chasing his high until he’s left catching his own breath. Foreheads pressed against each other, he kisses you once more. He stays there, inside of you. Oozing out of you, you feel your bed sheets begin to stain. You don’t care. His warmth is all you’re thinking of right now.

“I came too fast.”

You laugh, pushing him off of you. He lies beside you, laughing too. Like reflex, he kisses your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you.

“Seriously. I don’t think I’ve had sex in like… Two years.” Jungkook reveals. Your eyes widen.

“Are you serious?”

“Been about you,” he smiles. “Still about you.”

He earns himself a kiss. Jungkook happily accepts and pulls your covers over your bodies. You two cuddle in together, tangled in your sheets. 

“Can we take a break,” you request, as he moves into your arms. You play with his hair as he rests on your chest. “It’s still morning.”

He looks up at you, pecking your lips in responses. Jungkook moves back to hugging your body, mumbling, “okay, okay. Let’s recharge.” 

“Recharge?”

“Two fucking years, YN!” he complains. 

To which, you laugh and hit his shoulders playfully. He doesn’t care, he joins your giggles and snuggles himself into place. He buries himself into the crook of your neck, and you can’t help but sink into his embrace. When it gets quiet, you hear him silently mumble something against your skin. 

“What?” you whisper sleepily. Still, you’re running your fingers through his hair. You feel him take a deep breath and you swear you feel his heart collapse into yours when he repeats; 

“I want you like this forever.”

Jungkook wakes up to the sound of your phone buzzing. At first, he ignores it, shifting himself closer to you, trying to fall asleep again. Merely dozing off again, he hears a knock on your door. You stir in your sleep, and Jungkook leans down to kiss your cheeks before getting up to answer the door. 

He stumbles, finding his underwear and then his pants. He approaches and opens the door, still adjusting his pants. Looking up, his eyes meet his precious friend. 

Jungkook didn’t need much context. The scene is set and the tension is obvious. Taehyung was standing outside your door, just as nervous and conflicted as he was earlier today. Taehyung was standing outside your door with two bobas, a small bouquet of pink camellias, and his heart out in the open. It takes a moment for the two of them to register each others presence. Briefly, Taehyung pauses and realizes that Jungkook is shirtless and buttoning up his pants.. Inside your apartment. 

The two friends share a look. One they have never shared before, and it feels unsettling for the both of them. A short-lived, yet relieved laugh escapes Taehyung’s lips. 

“This stays between us.”

Before Jungkook could answer his disoriented friend, Taehyung shoves the boba to Jungkook and turns away. Frantically, Taehyung rushes to leave with the pink camellias in his hands and his heart still with him. Jungkook is stunned, unable to gather his thoughts and actions. He lets Taehyung go without a fight. 

Maybe later tonight, he’d bring it up. 

Maybe tomorrow, he’d bring it up. 

Maybe one day, he’d bring it up. 

Was Jungkook supposed to tell you this? What is there to say about this interaction though? Even Jungkook had no idea what to feel; how could you?

And that’s when it hits him.. What if it was you that opened the door instead of him? What would have happened then? What would Taehyung have said or done? Would that change anything between you and him?

These questions follow Jungkook around as he puts the boba in your fridge and as he climbs back into bed with you.

As Jungkook lays beside you, he can’t help but pull your body closer to his —like he needed to. Half asleep, you adjust yourself into his arms and snuggle your face into the crook of his neck. 

“Where’d you go? Someone at the door?” you murmur into his skin.

Jungkook contemplates. His arm is wrapped around you, his thumb rubbing your arm in response to fill the momentary silence. He shifts closer to you, closing any remaining space between you two. Kissing your hair, he makes his choice. He decides and closes his eyes, letting it sink in. 

It’s selfish, he knows, but just because he didn’t deserve you doesn’t mean he’d decline your offer to be his. In each other’s embrace, that’s exactly what he does. He chooses to have you —no matter what way. 

“No where,” Jungkook lies. “No one.”

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