#y'all just look at tae's eyes when he looks at jimin....

[peachypinkygloss]

call me soon — jjk

Jungkook finds himself obsessing over you a bit too much than he'd like to admit, but you two get a chance to see more of each other during a hot summer night where you both are lonely, desperate and horny.

☾ pairing: jungkook x fem!reader

☾ genre: strangers to fwb to lovers, summer break au, university au, smut

☾ word count: 5.9k

☾ warnings: alcohol consumption, mention of driving under the influence of alcohol (jk had one beer okay 🙄 no car crash lol), hello tae and oh — jimin?, hurt and comfort 🧐, mentions of masturbation (m), dry humping, clit stimulation, tits play, praising, unprotected sex & oral sex, blowjob, cum eating, cum play, multiple orgasms, brief overstimulation.

a.n.: i tried something and i think i like it 😼 put y'all seatbelts on because this is the best smut i've ever written 🫡 *no taglist!!

Jungkook knits his eyebrows together, deeply lost in his thoughts. At this point, the music blasting through the house doesn't make his body shake anymore, it doesn't make his heart beat faster nor does it make adrenaline rush through his veins.

He feels the vibrations under his feet, though. It's intense, but not enough to distract him. The pad of his index finger mindlessly circles the neck of the beer bottle he's holding, his other hand shoved in the pocket of his baggy jeans.

His friend's elbow sometimes nudges him in the ribs because of how animated he is when talking, but he doesn't make Jungkook turn his head nonetheless. He hears him laugh and curse while he looks away, gaze lost in the crowd of people, eyes shifting between all the faces without a thought about them.

He's too busy thinking about yesterday, that cursed night where he just wanted to fill up his gas tank and unluckily fell upon you at the gas station.

He thinks he never looked at his phone so many times in a day before, never thought a stupid call would turn him crazy, obsessively scrolling through his contact list to find your name.

Every time the day ended, he worried that maybe you had deleted his number, but your name has always been there. A part of him hoped you would have deleted him from your phone. It would have explained why you never called and then perhaps he would have felt less crazy.

But no. You just didn't bother pressing on his name and sticking your cellphone to your ear, waiting for him to pick up as you listened to his ringtone.

And that's quite a bit worse than being erased from your contact list because that means you just didn't think about him. Not once were your thoughts about Jungkook.

He could be wrong, but he prefers to torture himself.

Anyway, it's not like you were much bothered by the fact that you totally ghosted him back at the convenience store. 'I forgot', how horrible that sounds?

But then, all he wanted to do at this moment was to forgive you, tell you that it doesn't matter, that he doesn't really care, that it's no biggie. He can't blame you and that's so fucking stupid because all he did was eat you out.

Yet he finds himself thinking about you more than he'd like to. He even jerked himself off to you, playing back in his head the moment you were whimpering his name and pulling on his hair, clenching your thighs around him. He's not super proud of that — kind of cringes him a little bit when he thinks about it — but he got really hard imagining your pussy leaking down his knuckles.

You were a good hook-up and yes, he thought it could happen again. He hoped you two would do it a second time, maybe a third — how many you'd like to.

He likes sex and his obsession for you started because of that, but he would lie if he said hanging out with you like friends doesn't sound good to him. It sounds so fucking... nice.

In the end, he knows you two as friends wouldn't work. He works for your dad to pay his scholarship that is incredibly expensive even for a public university.

You, you don't need that. You don't need to work, don't have to lift a finger. You're treated like a princess — have the life of a princess — and you might even think of yourself as a princess too. Fuck him for liking it. Fuck him for fantasizing about possibly being your knight.

"This party fucking sucks."

Jungkook's eyes finally focus on something else than the void, laying on his best friend Taehyung. He doesn't know where he comes from, he only remembers him leaving the kitchen area when everyone was in the depth of a conversation.

"Why's that?" He asks instead of agreeing, knowing he can't really complain when he hasn't been in the mood to party at all.

Taehyung leans his back against the counter beside Jungkook, taking a sip of his soon empty beer bottle. "It just fucking sucks," he shrugs, a scowl on his face as if it's a justifiable reason. It might be because Taehyung's not so difficult to entertain.

It might be because of something else, Jungkook believes, though he doesn't have the heart to ask. He'll do it another time when he won't smell like rejection and when his head won't be filled with a woman's giggles who's out of his league.

So he only hums in agreement, silence installing between him and Taehyung.

A couple of minutes pass, Taehyung has opened another bottle and Jungkook is still quiet. Usually, he doesn't mind slipping in conversations, sharing his own perspective of things. He rarely says no to games, bringing his competitive ass over and crushing everyone's chances of winning.

Today isn't usual, that's why it fucking sucks.

"I'm gonna go get some fresh air," Jungkook says to Taehyung and this one nods.

"I'll probably head home soon anyway."

"Be sure to take an Uber."

"Of course, you know me," he chuckles, waving Jungkook goodbye.

His friend does the same, a slight smile painted on his face as he walks to the front door, opening it and stepping out of the house.

His eyes get used to the darkness as he closes the door behind him. He notices someone sitting on the stairs, typing quickly on the keyboard of their cellphone. He approaches the figure, hearing them sniffing as if they've been crying.

They suddenly drop their phone, muttering a 'fuck' as the device lays on the ground. Jungkook decides to go reach for it so he walks down the stairs and bends to catch it, turning around to hand it to the owner.

"Here." He looks at the person's face and his heart jumps in his chest when he recognizes you. He doesn't know where to look for a second, his eyes shifting down to the screen of your phone.

He catches a glimpse of a conversation with a certain 'Jimin' and immediately looks away, feeling guilty for not minding his business.

You thank him in a tired voice, taking back your iPhone. He stands there uselessly as you seemingly give up on your previous message, turning off your phone's screen with a defeated sigh.

"Is everything okay?" He asks, taking a seat beside you on the stairs.

As you wipe your tears away with the tips of your fingers, he wonders who could have hurt a princess like you. Princesses shouldn't cry. They should be covered in diamonds, not have pearls falling down from their eyes.

He wouldn't have let something like this happen as your knight. He knows for a fact that he would have protected you, and he thinks that whomever is pretending to be your knight right now is doing a really bad job.

"Yeah, I just... shouldn't be here," you respond with a shaky voice, eyes strained down on your feet.

"Where else should you be?"

You turn your head toward him, looking at him like a poor hurt puppy. He doesn't want to compare you to something so defenceless as a puppy, but that's what your eyes tell him. It's not like you're weak, it's more like you've given up on being strong.

"I don't know," you scoff, shaking your head. "Somewhere I belong."

Jungkook thinks he understands what you mean by that. He thinks, but he doesn't know if he really does. It's complicated to relate to someone who's so different from you.

But he wants to try. Relating to someone is not mandatory to be friends, anyway. Nor is it to be in love.

He hums, leaning his forearms on his knees and looking in front of him, watching the night butterflies flying under the dim lights of the street lamps. "Wanna get home?" He proposes, thinking that's maybe where you want to be right now. "I can give you a ride."

Your reddened eyes look up at him and he looks back at you. "No, not home..." You mutter, shaking your head from side to side. "Tomorrow will come too fast," you sigh and break eye-contact, tapping on the screen of your phone to check what hour it is. One a.m..

Is it a coincidence that every time you two are alone the clock indicates one? Should he believe in coincidences or only in the ones that concern you?

"We're already tomorrow," you groan.

Jungkook smiles — he can't help it. "You can't stop the time, baby" he laughs lightly, still staring at you, at your side profile. A blessing to the eyes, a downfall to his heart. "It won't wait for your call to finally start."

You scoff again, this time because you know what he's referring to. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm just bad at relationships... or whatever this is," you apologize, certainly coming out a bit blunter than intended. Blame it on the alcohol in your system.

"It's already forgotten." It isn't, but it may be forgiven. He'll surely have this one on his heart for quite a while, though it won't make him stay away from you. It possibly can't.

You send him a sad smile, having pity for him — or maybe for you — he doesn't know.

"Wanna come to mine, then?" He offers, sporting an innocent smile on his face even though he has no intentions of sharing a cup of tea with you there. Unless that's what you want.

"Where do you live?" You ask, a bit tempted by the proposition. And anyway, you need a place to sleep.

"Downtown," Jungkook replies. "We'll be there in five minutes if we go now," he smirks, trying his hardest to convince you.

It never takes too much to convince you.

"'Kay, let's go," you smile back, biting down on your lip.

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When you entered his apartment, you didn't really pay attention to the decoration, you were rather more bothered by his lips on yours. The moment you stepped foot into his place, his lips were already searching for yours and you didn't refuse him.

So now he's hurriedly leading you to his bedroom, messily kissing you and roaming his hands over the curves of your body. His fingers sometimes get caught under the hem of your dress, making the flimsy material roll up over your plushy thighs.

There's no time to think, no time to ask questions. There's only a need to discover and devour your skin, only a huge desire to finally touch what he hopes will be his one day.

"Oh, be careful," he mumbles against your lips, stopping you from entering his room, his arms wrapped around your waist. "There's a step."

He swiftly lifts you up, his hands placed on the back of your thighs. He can't help but knead them, sinking his fingers into the meaty flesh.

He walks in, making you avoid all the annoying steps to his bed, the covers carelessly thrown everywhere from this morning when he got up. You continue to kiss him, your nails gracing the side of his face as you cradle him in your hands.

Soon enough he lets your back hit the soft surface of his mattress, a soft gasp escaping your lips while he crawls to you, his lips never far away from your hungry ones. He nudges your nose, attempting to connect your mouths together. He does it again and you let him have you, exchanging your saliva like it’s a sweet nectar, him a bee and you a sunflower.

Your hands on his cheeks lower to his neck where you pull on his nair, nails scratching his skin. He groans into the kiss, palming your ass very roughly, fingers sneaking under the hem of your dress.

He has the slight impression that not only your tongues are tangled, but also your souls. Bodies colliding, clashing against each other at the pace of your heartbeat. 

His knees dip into the bed on each side of your body, his arms supporting his weight beside your head. He bucks his hips against yours as you quietly moan into his mouth, feeling his growing bulge pressing down on you.

Blood rushes to his cock so fast, it's like his own brain is begging for him to just fuck you. No protection, fucking raw. Make it messy, make it unforgettable, make it so every time you're with a guy other than Jungkook you regret him.

But he takes his time. That's how he learned it; time is what a woman needs, not a prick who wants his dick wet and to get it from behind. As if doggy is a position that can make her cum.

"Fuck, I'm so..." Jungkook breathes out, his forehead laying against yours. His eyelids flutter shut as he swallows to ease his dried throat, opening his eyes again when he begins to speak. "I'm so fucking hard."

"I know," you whisper, glancing down where he grinds his bulge against your clothed pussy. "I feel it."

He groans at that and moves his hips against yours with more insistence, the material of his jeans rubbing against the soft cotton of your panties. You moan at how good it feels to have his hard cock pressing down on your clit, your hands coming down to push on his butt.

"Shit, baby," he hisses, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip. He frowns cutely and looks down too, deciding to raise one of your legs up, making more room for himself. "Do you like that?" He asks, continuing to hump you as if you were both deprived horny teenagers — and he won't lie, he may still act like one sometimes.

He notices a wet patch on your panties just over your core, the area has darkened where your pussy gushes arousal out. "Oh, god- yes, Kook," you moan out, the new position creating more friction.

He almost whines at the nickname, his dick literally twitching happily in his boxers. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, feeling the pace of his heart accelerating, his breath becoming irregular.

He holds your thigh up and he loves how plushy it is, how your skin looks so tender. He'd bite into it, just chew onto it to have a little taste of you.

"You smell so sweet," he states, his hot breath hitting your skin, making goosebumps run all over your skin. He kisses your neck, soft and warm, leaving a wet trail behind.

He rolls his hips against you, his erection now aching, wanting to be inside of you, but he can't seem to think about anything else than your quiet moans gracing his ears and your odour invading his nostrils.

"Jungkook," you whine, scrunching his t-shirt between your fingers, pulling on it desperately as he keeps smooching the skin of your neck.

He understands your silent request and he swiftly gets rid of his t-shirt, throwing it somewhere on his bedroom's floor. Your hands immediately travel his abs and you feel his muscles flexing under your palms.

You then pass your arms around his shoulders, bringing his lips to yours. He moans into the kiss as he keeps rubbing his hard cock against your pussy, but your little pleas make it difficult for him to focus.

He sneaks a hand between your two bodies and you grip on his hair when he reaches your puffy clit, pulsating so hard for him. "Do you want me to touch you there?" He asks in a raspy voice, his big fingers teasing your sensitive bud, his touch familiar at this point. "Hm, princess? Want me to make you feel good?"

He always finds a way to tease you even when his jeans are really tight, his cock so swollen from your dry humping session from seconds ago.

"Yes, please," you breathe out shakily, a moan escaping your mouth when he starts to draw slow, sensual circles on your clit. "Fuck, Kook." You have your mouth agape, letting out sweet moans as his digit presses down on your bud, making the knot in your stomach tighten.

He lowers his fingers to your core, feeling how soaked your panties are. "All wet for me, baby?" He purrs and you nod your head, breathless. "Good girl," he praises, a little smirk crowning his pink lips.

You pull on the hair at the nape of his neck, closing your eyes as you enjoy the pleasure he's giving you. "Faster, please, Jungkook," you beg, his finger stroking your clit sending so many tingles through your body.

So he fastens the pace of his digit, rubbing quick circles on your bud of nerves and he absolutely loves the sight of you bucking your hips against his hand, growing impatient. Your nails sink into his skin, leaving little crescent forms all over his neck. He grits his teeth at the pain, but he'll suffer through it as long as it means you're feeling pleasure.

"Yes, yes," you moan, so close to your high, your mind getting fuzzy. He doesn't stop stimulating your clit, the pad of his finger skillfully circling it over your damp underwear. "I'm gonna cum," you hurriedly say, the muscles of your thighs tensing as soon as the words leave your mouth.

Your orgasm shoots through you and you grab Jungkook's wrist, but he keeps moving his finger to drive you off your high. You tense down, hearing your heart beating in your rib cage, chest heaving rapidly.

You flutter your eyes open and they meet Jungkook's gaze. You look into each other's eyes as you slowly calm down. His hand shifts to hold your waist and you bring him in for another kiss.

You don't wait longer before sliding your panties down your legs, raising your hips up from the mattress and letting the material fall on the ground. He breaks your kiss to see your pussy totally nude, glistening in your juices. He swears it's the sexiest he's ever seen before, so cute and always so fucking wet.

He has the urge to lower down and have a taste. He could never forget your flavour, but he'd pretend to so you let him eat you out for a second time.

Exactly when he's about to devour you, you push on his chest and switch positions with him. He lets you take the top, watching you remove your dress and reveal the most intimate parts of your body to him, naked.

"You're beautiful," he compliments, the most honest he's ever been. His eyes roam over your body, scanning your breasts and your perky nipples pointing at him.

You're a pretty woman, but he wonders if his heart beating faster is really the result of your beauty or perhaps the feelings he might have for you.

"So are you," you smile, giggling when Jungkook's still staring at you with hearts in his eyes.

He's brought back to reality when you place yourself on your stomach between his legs. "What... What are you doing?" He swallows, his big brown eyes settled on you.

"Returning the favour," you respond, passing your finger on his stomach just over the band of his Calvin Klein's that peeks out of his pants. "Would you like that, Kook?"

"Yeah," he mutters under his breath, watching closely the movements of your hands, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper. You undress him from his pair of jeans and socks, coming back up to his crotch after.

He parts his legs wider for you and you lay a hand over his bulge, feeling how hard he is just for you. "You're so big, Jungkook..." You say in astonishment, visibly really pleased with his girth.

You palm him over his boxers, closing your hand around him, imagining how it'd be without his underwear on.

"Hm-mh." Jungkook passes his fingers through your hair, making you look up at him. "Think you can handle it, baby?"

You squeeze your grip on him, which results in him hissing. He's really sensitive, especially when he's been sporting a boner for quite a while now.

Though nothing will compare to the time you left him just after he made you cum on his tongue. He sucked it up, but fuck, nobody told him before how complicated it was to drive with an erection. It's really distracting. Luckily, his work was done, so he could go straight home, but still.

He had to jack off in the shower, thinking about you and how your pussy would close around him so tightly.

"I'll try," you smile.

You pull down his boxers, leaving them just below his ass, and his cock springs up, the head slapping down on his stomach. He lets out a sigh of relief, finally free from his briefs.

You wrap your fingers around him, looking so small compared to his penis, and bring him up to your lips. His tip is glistening in his pre-cum and it twitches in your hand, just so happy to see you.

Jungkook hasn't shaved, he didn't expect any of this to happen after all. He hopes you don't mind, but you don't seem to, quite the contrary even.

You start to gently and slowly pump him, passing the pad of your thumb over the little slit, spreading his arousal over his length. You leave a kiss on the head and he wonders if you're not getting revenge for all the times he teased you.

You tilt your head to the side and kiss his length all the way up to finally open your mouth and insert the tip in. Jungkook curses under his breath, taking a handful of your hair in his fist, making your scalp itch.

You keep eye-contact with him as you lower down, gradually taking all of him in the warmth of your mouth. "Fuck, your mouth feels so good around me," he moans, looking at you with lustful eyes. He can't take his eyes off of you, he's literally hypnotized by the way your lips slide so smoothly over his hard cock.

You hum, the sound a bit muffled by his dick in your mouth. Tears start to form in your eyes, throat burning as you get used to his size and the stretch of your mouth.

When you've reached his base, nose touching his pelvis, you gag around him, but manage to make the feeling go away. Jungkook believes he's in heaven right now, having his cock nestled deep in your mouth, some strands of hair falling down in front of your eyes.

You blink several times, trying to see clearer, but the water makes your vision fuzzy. "It's okay, princess," he sighs pleasantly, seeing that you struggle, your throat starting to burn badly. You gag another time and he has to concentrate if he doesn't want to cum right now. "Shit... Don't- don't force yourself," he hisses, pulling your head up.

His cock falls back down on his tummy, hearing a wet slap since he's entirely covered in your saliva. You catch your breath and wipe your lips with the back of your hand, immediately taking him back in your hand.

You stroke him, running your palm up and down his girthy length. You swallow to ease your throat and glance up at him with teary eyes. He pouts, cupping your cheeks and swiping his thumbs under your eyes to get the little pearls away.

"You don't have to take everything... I'm already happy to have you with me," he admits and he hopes his words don't scare you away. You don't know each other for that long, but sometimes he just has to be honest about his feelings.

You smile, nodding your head in response. He moans when you take him back into your mouth, flattening your tongue underneath him. He knits his eyebrows together as you bob your head over him, a hand wrapped around his base.

His short nails dig into your scalp, making you wince, but it doesn't make you stop. Jungkook lets out heavy breaths and moans, his hand gripping your hair and guiding you over his wet cock.

His other hand, his tattooed one, scrunches the bedsheets in his fist, the pleasure too good it becomes overwhelming. His eyes are strained down on you and every time your gazes meet, his heart skips a beat.

It feels too good to be true, yet here you are, pleasuring him like nobody else's ever did. You both like to give and he hopes it won't make sex difficult between you two. Well, if it ever happens again, which he really wishes it will.

"Yeah, just like that," he approves when you hollow your cheeks, continuing to bounce your head over his stiff erection. "Such a good girl," he adds on and loosens his grip on your hair, delicately patting you instead.

You almost purr under all the sweet praises he tells you, loving how he makes you feel confident and proud of yourself. Your free hand is laying on his thighs, sensing his muscles tensing and calming down each time he controls himself to last longer.

But even though he tries his best to not shoot his cum into you right now, your mouth does wonders and his orgasm is approaching really fast.

"I'm not gonna last long, baby," he warns you in a breathy voice. "Shit," he curses, sucking air through his teeth and feeling his balls tightening. Your tongue is so warm and wet, he can't resist you any longer.

You pull out and stroke his length, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his tip. It breaks as you lick them, fucking Jungkook with your fist. He groans, gritting his teeth, and his grip on the covers tightens, signs that his high is really close now.

He curls his toes, the burning sensation at the pit of his stomach growing. "Holy fuck," he spits out profanities and his cock twitches, hot cum spilling out from his red, swollen tip.

You moan with him, turned on by the sight of him releasing himself on your hand. He throws his head back and closes his eyes, all of his muscles flexing as you milk him dry.

"Oh, god, Kook," you coo, lazily stroking his cock and caressing his thigh to make him relax. "There's so much," you comment, literally amazed.

Jungkook opens his eyes and looks down at his crotch, seeing your hand still wrapped around him completely covered in his cum. He bites down on his lip at the view, even more aroused when you bring your fingers up to your mouth and lick the remains.

"Shit, you fucking minx," he says, but there's no intention to insult you, he's just so down bad for you.

It makes you giggle, encouraging you to do something even nastier. You sit on your knees and spread his cum on your tits, circling your nipples with your fingers.

Jungkook smiles, his affection for you growing, and takes a hold of your jaw, pulling you in for a long, sloppy kiss. You moan into his mouth, his cock brushing against your pussy, still hard and ready to wreck you.

"You have no idea what I want to do to you," he groans, looking into your eyes like they are the whole galaxy, endless so he can lose himself in them.

"Do what you need to do to me," you allow, offering yourself to him and more if he desires to.

When those words leave your mouth, he picks you up and gets up from his bed, your legs locked behind his back. You gasp when he pins you against the nearest wall, placing your arms around his large shoulders, holding onto him tightly.

"You sure? Because we're only done when I say so," he breathes onto your face, his forehead against yours, bangs slightly damp from his sweat.

"One-hundred percent sure," you grin, but lose your smile as soon as he pushes his cock into your pussy, ripping a loud moan out of you.

Your nails dig into the skin of his back to give him some of the pain he's inflicting to you by penetrating you with his big cock. He holds you up against him, his hands on your ass, touching you so sensually and lovingly, appreciating every part of your body.

He sinks his dick into your pussy, sliding in so easily without any restraint, cunt absolutely soaking wet. "God, pussy's so fucking tight," he rasps out, finally bottoming out into you. His balls touch your ass, his pelvis flushed against yours, meaning he's completely in.

You whine, feeling absolutely full, pussy clenching helplessly around him. Jungkook doesn't wait — he can't anymore — and starts pounding into you, his balls slapping against your skin. The room smells like sex, it's strong and quite obvious, but he easily ignores it, he practically can't even smell it.

He slides his cock in and out of your pussy, making you moan sweetly, a beautiful melody to his ears. He doesn't hold himself back and fucks you hard against the wall, but you're nowhere near against it, you're loving it.

Your boobs jiggle on your chest because of Jungkook's harsh thrusts, both of your skins glistening under the light of his bedroom, covered in a thin layer of sweat.

"I'm so full, Kook," you moan softly and he can't look away from you, finding you so pretty and sexy.

"Yeah? Full of my big cock, baby?" He asks, darting out his tongue to wet his dried lips, passing over his piercings.

"Yes," you cry, breaking eye-contact as you close your eyes, head rolling back and hitting the wall behind you.

His hips are powerful, never missing a beat and brushing over your sweet spot repeatedly. Your pussy has adjusted to the size of his girth, some of your wetness dripping down to your butt and coating his balls that slap against you.

He pushes some of his cum into you as well, the rest you haven't licked off your fingers or spread on your tits. He still can't believe you did that, but god, did he find it hot. He never thought you playing with his cum would turn him on so much. He sure will think about this moment when he's going to be alone with himself.

His eyes shift down to your bouncing breasts and he has to put one in his mouth, even if it means tasting a bit of himself too.

He catches one nipple with lips, wrapping them around your hardened bud. You moan his name and pull on the hair at the nape of his neck, pushing his head down toward your chest.

It sends more tingles to your belly, your walls closing around him tightly. He lets out a grunt, knowing his orgasm will come close if you continue clenching around him as if you want to suck him up.

"Jungkook!" You exclaim when he turns you both around, walking back to his bed. He lays your back down on the mattress, still in you, and continues his assault, snapping his hips against yours.

He pushes up your thighs over your stomach, getting a better view and access to your pussy. "Take my cock, baby. Be a good girl for me," he says, completely obsessed with you and your cunt. If you weren't made for you, he doesn't know how he'll trust life again.

Putting you on his way just to get rid of you... No, if you're not his, you're nobody else's and if he's not yours, then he doesn't know what life is fucking worth.

"Yes, yes, Jungkook," you confirm in a moan, or maybe your brain is too mushy to find something else to answer.

You place two fingers on each side of your hole where Jungkook keeps pounding in, watching his cock entering and exiting your sloppy cunt. You pull on your pussy lips, feeling the knot at the pitch of your stomach tightening again, a more intense orgasm waiting for you.

You bring a finger to your clit and begin to draw fast circles on it, impatient to feel the burning and euphoric sensation of your upcoming orgasm. Jungkook moans at the sight, making him more desperate to reach his high as well.

"Shit, close, princess?" He questions and you nod repeatedly, humming in agreement. "Me too..." He states, breathless and chest heaving rapidly.

He's tired, but somehow he still has the energy to fuck you. Honestly, fucking you might be the only thing he'll never get tired of, that's for sure. It's so addicting, so good, he simply can't get enough.

"Please, please, Kook. Faster," you beg, even though he's already going at a quick pace that will probably leave the skin of your thighs sore and bruised.

You stroke your clit from side to side and he pounds you so hard it makes you dizzy and kind of drunk off the hormones you're both releasing.

He hits your magic spot multiple times, eliciting loud moans of pleasure out of you, your eyes rolling back. "Yes, like that," you cry, the last thing you say before your thighs start shaking.

Your back lifts up from the mattress when your orgasm hits you, passing through you like a tsunami, leaving you out of breath. Your pussy clenches around Jungkook and he's so close, too.

He drives his cock into you, making you whine in overstimulation, and he feels the familiar burning sensation in his stomach. "Oh, fuck, baby," he moans and slips out of you rapidly, jerking himself off just over your quivering pussy. "Gonna cum."

With a last thrust of his hand, he cums on your cunt, making a dirty mess on you. You moan when ropes of white cum land on your pussy, dribbling down to your hole and ass.

Finally, little beads spurt out of his cock, falling on your sex. You collect some on your fingers, pushing them in you and Jungkook watches with lazy eyes, slowly pumping his cock to drive off his high.

He picks you up and places you both side by side on the bed, recovering from the heated session of sex you just experienced. He lies on his back while you're cuddled up to his side, one hand on his chest.

He turns his head in your direction and you're already smiling at him, drawing little forms on his stomach, following the lines of his abs. "Was good," you whisper.

"Yeah," Jungkook agrees, frowning slightly, wondering if maybe, potentially you share the same feelings as him.

The next morning, you dress yourself back up, having taken a fresh shower while Jungkook was still sleeping. He watches you putting back on your dress, his arms crossed behind his head.

When you're done, you spin around and face him. "What about..." You begin, a playful smile gracing your lips. "You call me soon?"

He looks at you, taking a moment to answer, just admiring the happiness you radiate. He compares your mood of when he's found you sitting on the stairs at the party to the one of this morning and he tells himself that you're feeling better because of him.

If you can both make each other happy, he doesn't see why you two can't work — as friends or more, it doesn't matter as long as he's the reason why you have a smile on your face.

"Sure."

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part 1: call me later ☼ part 2: call me soon ☾ part 3: call me tomorrow ☼

#bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts x reader #bts imagines #bts scenarios #jungkook fic #jungkook imagines #jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x reader #jungkook fanfiction

[2hightocare]

PLAYFIGHTS! kuwtb au…

꩜ masterlist series! small drabble that I won’t finish🎀

a/n: had to get into eunbis’ nd taes’ rivalry… this is more family oriented than oc nd kook💌

"Iseul, come here with Auntie Eunbi. Come, come," Eunbi coos, arms outstretched. "Princess, come here with your favorite uncle in the world," Taehyung coos from the opposite side, trying to vie for Iseul's attention.

"She does not fuck with y'all," Jimin laughs from the ground, engrossed in playing with Ye joon. Lego pieces of every color scatter the floor in front of them. Taehyung and Eunbi gasp, "Are they still fighting over Iseul's attention?" Jia asks, joining Jimin and Ye joon on the ground, picking up legos and stacking them.

"I'll get you anything you want, baby," Eunbi tries again, sending Taehyung a mocking face, which he returns. "I'll buy you ice cream, Seul," Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows, sending Iseul into a fit of giggles. "Who's winning?" Jungkook shouts from the kitchen.

"Me!!" Taehyung shouts back, clapping his hands. "Eunbi, ask her if she wants French fries," you shout with a laugh, making Jungkook laugh beside you. "Iseul, do you want french fries? I'll give you all of them," Eunbi says, scooting closer to her, Iseul's eyes immediately widening before crawling to her godmother with a giggle.

"That's cheating!" Taehyung falls to the ground while everyone cheers for Eunbi, who's laughing and spinning Iseul in her arms.

"I'm retiring as the godfather," Taehyung declares, running a hand over his face, amusement clear in his voice as he watches Iseul giggle in her godmother's arms. "I know you're mad as hell," Eunbi pokes Taehyung while he playfully shoos the two girls away.

Jungkook laughs beside you as you wash the dirty dishes everyone just ate from. "You're a little cheater," he whispers into your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, laying his chin on your shoulder.

"They didn't set rules beforehand," you shrug, feeling yourself melt into his embrace. "You're right, baby, you're so right," he leaves a kiss on your cheek before slapping your ass with a mischievous smirk, picking up a plate beside you— helping you.

"Ahh, no!" You quickly pick up Ye joon as Jiho bursts out laughing.

"What!" Taehyung and Ari stand up off the couch, rushing to your side as you try to open Ye joon's mouth with your hand. "He ate Bam's food," Jiho wheezes, crouching and holding his stomach from laughter.

"His breath gon stink," Yoongi laughs, watching you and the parents of the child whose breath is about to stink try to open his mouth to take out the food. Ye joon finally gives up and spits the dog food into your palm with a giggle.

"Bammy's food!" Ye joon claps his hands as Ari takes him from your arms. "Menace like his dad, I'm afraid," Eunbi mutters, earning a side-eye from the dad himself. "Baby, permission to tackle a woman," Taehyung looks at his wife, who laughs, "Permission denied," Ari snorts before walking to the kitchen sink where you are already standing, washing the nasty chewed-up dog kibble off your palm.

"Trust me, when my wife gives me permission, it's on sight," Taehyung pushes Eunbi's head backward, earning a swat on the chest.

"The girls are fighting," Jia shouts, popping a gummy into her mouth with a smile. "My girl is going to win," Yoongi laughs, staring at his wife beside his best friend as they argue about the dumbest thing possible on earth. Taehyung and Eunbi's rivalry started right after Iseul was born, each trying so hard to one-up the other on who Iseul might like more.

They had their moments where they could have a regular conversation and actually agree with each other, but it was more regular what was happening at the moment. "Let's go, I'll rock your shit," Eunbi says, amusement clear on her face. Before she could swing, Jungkook pulls Eunbi by her arm and pushes her to her husband on the couch, who’s watching everything go down with the biggest smile.

"Let her get up, let her get up, let her get up," Hobi joins in with a laugh, which gets him swatted by Jia who shushes him.

"Nobody is fighting anyone," your husband gives Eunbi and Taehyung a look which has them rolling their eyes. Taehyung gives up and drops beside Hobi on the couch. "Good boy," Jungkook says, shooting him a wink which has everyone gagging.

"How does YN go through that every day? I can't," Eunbi fake gags, nuzzling her head into Yoongi's neck.

#jungkook #jungkook fanfic #bts fanfic #bts jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook x reader #bangtan #jjk #fluff #jungkook x oc #jeon jungkook #jeongguk x reader #jeon jk #jeongguk fic #jeongguk #bts fluff #bts jk #bts x reader #bts #taehyung fluff #taehyung fanfic #kim taehyung fluff #yoongi x reader #jeongguk smut #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jk fanfic #bangtan fluff #bangtan smut

[pynkgothicka]

Ｈｏｗ Ｔｈｅｙ Ｓｐｏｉｌ Ｙｏｕ

Synopsis - Just little Hcs for my envisioning of yandere! Bts

Tags and Warnings - SEX. Mentions of punishment I believe???

Authors Note - Something to hold y'all off while I get through this tae fic I got cooking

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

Jin

Gifts! Praise! Cooking!

Its literally his favorite thing to do, he doesn't really enjoy being mean and punishing you.

All he wants is a perfect relationship and that's all.

Something he really enjoys is putting on 50’s love songs and slow dancing with you in the living room. Its something he cherishes, as it gives some resemblance of normalcy when it came to the taboiness of your relationship.

“Oh! You like this stuff? I’m glad I love putting in that extra push just for you, now come on finish eating, I have a nice bath set up just for us.”

Namjoon

He spoils with love and attention

Being such a busy man, he finds time to hunker down with you and cuddle. Your presence often bringing him comfort.

He wouldn't dare have it any different. Especially if you'd been so good for him.

He also sometimes after a hard day at work comes home with a bouquet of roses and other nick knacks he knows only youd appreciate.

“I called in, I just don't feel like going in… I wanna spend some time with my baby…”

Yoongi

Sex.

That's all.

Literally just fucks you senseless, pushing you into overstimulation.

Yeah sometimes he’ll massage you, but that's just so he can get his hands on you enough to hint at what he actually wants.

“That feels good huh? There's so much more where that came from. I gotta reward you for being such a good girl.”

Hoseok

Trips!

If he's seen how good you've been and he gets some time off, you better expect him to come home and tell you to pack up.

He loves suspense too. He will keep up that suspense and surprise of where he's taking you for as long as he can. Just for fun in fact sometimes

Plus it's just you and him trapped in some foreign unknown place! It's just perfect in his eyes.

“Aw my little sugar plum, I'm glad you got everything packed. Me your going to love this vacation I promise.”

Jimin

He will smother you with just him.

He's overbearing and clingy so expect tons of cuddles just out of the blue.

If he's not cuddling you hes taking you out on dates. But more intimate dates like picnics

The two combined is almost identical to heaven for him

“Aw come here, I wanna hold you forever. You've been so good, you know how much I love it when your good for me.”

Taehyung

Gifts. And when I say gifts I mean it.

He has so much money, so why not spend it all on you?

Necklaces, Dresses, Shoes. Anything you could ever want

Sometimes it's things you've asked for or referenced wanting. But others and majority of the time it's things he thinks would look good on you. Then he has you model it all afterwards

You better make a good choice of what you try on last, because Taehyung is so riled up he's going to tear it off and then fuck you senseless

“Fuck you got me all worked up baby, you should come over here and help solve that problem.”

Jungkook

It's really a mix between fucking and taking you out

Sure sometimes he's in a big show off just how good my baby is being mood and takes you out to hang with him and his friends

But he has rules (you have to stick him 24/7 yada yada)

But then whenever he's not in a going out mood he's in a fuck you til you can only remember his name type of mood

“And whose been such a good fucking slut? Yeah that's right, only you… just you.”

#tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere blog #yandere jhope #yandere jungkook #yandere jjk #yandere park jimin #yandere jimin #yandere rm #yandere namjoon #yandere bts

[gimmethatagustd]

himbo hours | kth

Trouble always seems to follow Taehyung. An innocent night of finding new friends to share his alcohol, drugs, and boxy smiles quickly turns into a mess when he accidentally punches you, a poor, unsuspecting clubgoer, right in the face. Whoops!

» pairing: himbo!taehyung x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ | pwp | smut | humor | strangers to lovers

» Part of the Jeju Shore Collaboration

» wc/date: 7k | September 2022

» warnings: tae's pov | accidental punch to the face | alcohol | cocaine | smoking (cigarettes) | tae is truly an idiot | blowjob (choking) | cunnilingus | sex in public (in nature lol) | unprotected vaginal sex | creampie | fingering | sex while high / intoxicated (consensual) | taehyung BUTT-ASS NEKKED

» notes: fuck a meet-cute, we're all about meet-uglies in this house 😌 pls let me know your thoughts about himbo tae's pov! i really love writing the members' pov, so i'd love to know if y'all like it too

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» what was jai listening to? the jeju shore spotify playlist

Taehyung was a chill dude, alright? He came to Jeju Shore to have fun with his bros, do some drugs, fuck some pretty girls, and maybe get a tan. Super chill. 

In all honesty, he probably would have preferred to be playing Farmville than standing at the bar with a vodka shot in his hand and a lost puppy look on his face. But sometimes he had an itch he just had to scratch and today that was, uhhhh, getting drunk at the club and nursing his coke addiction, maybe? Seemed about right! 

If only he could find his friends. 

Jimin and Jungkook were nowhere to be found. Tae couldn’t really even remember if the two guys had even gone to the club with him; the pregame at their vacation home was pretty wild. So now he had a shot of vodka he was supposed to give to his soulmate, Jimin, and yet the guy was missing in action. What was Tae supposed to do? His bromance was clearly not as strong as he thought it was! 

Guess it was time to get crossed. 

Taehyung threw the shot back, shivering a little at the slight sting as the vodka went down. He needed to find some new friends, but looking at the crowd of people gyrating to the music made his brain slosh around in his skull. Especially considering he wore neon green shutter shades that prevented him from seeing at least half of what was in view, and virtually no way of seeing far ahead. But, Sexy Chick by David Guetta and Akon was blasting through the club, and that’s all that really mattered.  

Eventually, his eyes landed on a guy dancing near the perimeter of the room. He grinned with large, bright teeth and laughed with his whole body as he vibed to the music. Taehyung made a beeline for him, drawn to the way he oozed happiness and innocence in a club full of debauchery. 

Approaching the guy, Tae waved his hand in his face. 

“Hey, dude! Do you wanna do a bump?!” So much for innocence, right? 

Taehyung was just trying to be nice. When someone had drugs, they were supposed to share. Wasn’t that what the DARE Program was all about? DARE rhymes with share, and sharing is caring, something along those lines… 

Speaking of lines! Taehyung couldn’t understand why the guy he was trying to share with kept sticking out his fist. Every time Taehyung tried to grab him, the guy would just jab his fist into the air. He looked like such a nice guy, so Taheyung was sure he wasn’t trying to cause any trouble. Unlike half the population around here. 

“FIST PUMP?!”

“No, I said, Do. You. Wanna. Do. A. BUMP?!” 

“YEAH, FIST PUMP, BRO!” 

This wasn’t going the way Tae thought it would, but maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. Fist pumping was pretty fucking epic, wasn’t it? Gave him a rush, like he was punching all his energy into the universe. He was being helpful. The universe needed more good energy, anyway. Everyone was so emo all the time. 

But soon Taehyung realized fist pumping was all fun and games until he felt his knuckles crack against something solid, but soft. A small shriek was just barely audible over the bumping of the club music, and Taehyung watched you double over beside him with your hands pressed against your cheek. 

Oh shit. 

“What the fuck, dude?!” 

Two girls flanked you, one of them stepping forward to jab a manicured finger into Taehyung’s chest while the other checked your injury. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You think you can go around punching people in the fucking face, huh? Who the fuck do you think you are?” 

“I d-d-didn’t m-m-mean to.” 

Taehyung twisted around to have the smiling boy vouch for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Why was everyone in Jeju Shore so aggressive?? Well, maybe it wasn’t that it was Jeju Shore specifically, but more that it was the people Taehyung was spending time with. He’d already almost gotten into a bar fight the day before. In his defense, the scary guy’s girlfriend was flirting with Taehyung, not the other way around. 

At least the two girls didn’t have glass bottles to throw at him, though he figured they could get some if they wanted to. Who knew clubbing was so dangerous? 

Right when the girl looked like she was going to clock Taehyung, you placed a hand on her shoulder. 

“Kimmy, it’s fine.” 

“The fuck it’s not!” 

“I swear, it’s fine.” Your eyes met Taehyung’s for a split second and he felt his breath get caught in his throat. 

You were quite possibly the prettiest person he’d ever seen in his life. Probably the prettiest in the entire world. In the entire universe. Definity in the club and Jeju Shore and, fuck, everywhere. Taehyung had punched the prettiest person in the history of human existence. What was wrong with him?! He could feel his stomach start to twist, and he wiped his now clammy hands onto the thighs of his jeans. He really shouldn’t have worn an all-denim outfit; he was starting to sweat all over. 

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom, okay? Can you guys just wait for me at the bar?” 

Kimmy and the other girl nodded, shooting Taehyung dirty glares as they pushed their way through the crowd. He watched you give him another quick glance before you turned and slipped into the crowd, too. His fingers twitched at his sides, grasping for nothing. There was no way he was letting you go. 

“Wait, wait!” 

Taehyung’s voice was drowned out by the heavy bass of some EDM dubstep-type shit vibrating through the air in violent sound waves. He shoved through gyrating bodies and people sucking each other’s faces until he made it to the perimeter of the club to see you turn the corner into the short hallway that led to the bathrooms. 

Taehyung’s shutter shades made him bump into at least three people before some guy snatched them off his face, his nails slightly scratching the apple of Taehyung’s cheek. 

“Bro, fucking take these off, you look like a douchebag.” The guy flung the shades into the crowd and Taehyung nearly got lost in the colors of the psychedelic club lights reflecting off the lime green plastic before it disappeared into the crowd. 

Shit, he needed to focus. 

Taehyung did a little jog towards the bathrooms once he found a clearing in the crowd. Maybe it was nerves or maybe it was his inebriated state, but his stomach continued to flip and his heart was beating a little bit too fast as it clawed its way up his throat. Gathering up his courage, he took a deep breath and pushed through the bathroom doors. Maybe he should have tried to freshen himself up before he ran after you. Taehyung already knew the smell of sweat and vodka had found its home in his clothes and the fluffy waves of his hair. He lifted his hand to touch his head, grimacing to find his bangs were stuck to his forehead with sweat. Quickly catching his reflection in one of the mirrors, Taehyung fluffed around his hair until he looked less… keyed up. 

He almost forgot why he was even trying to look cute until he heard a light cough from one of the stalls. You stepped out with a lit cigarette dangling from your fingers. Taehyung watched you bring the cigarette to your lips, a little bit of your black lipstick smudging onto the butt of it. 

“Hey!” Taehyung shouted a bit too enthusiastically in the tight space. 

You shot him a glare as Taehyung took a step closer. With barely any space separating you, you flicked your cigarette onto the floor. If he was sober he may have considered the possibility that he was overstepping boundaries, but he was simply determined to close the gap between himself and an absolute angel. 

So maybe it was his spidey senses tingling or the fact that he was turnt, but Taehyung had enough sense to do a half skip to the side just as your leg unexpectedly flew forward. The toe of your pink and white checkered Vans smashed right into the meat of his thigh, just barely missing the most precious part of him. He could practically feel his balls retracting into his body out of fear. 

“Ow, hey! Stop it!” Taehyung crossed his arms across his groin in a shield against a possible double attack. “I’m just trying to help!” 

You glowered at Taehyung, eyes scanning his pathetic stance. He was sure you were taking in his blown-out pupils and red-tinged eyes, but hopefully, he could give you a smoldering look and that would woo you. The idea flashed through his head and he immediately executed it without much thought, standing to his full height and giving you his classic smirk. His chin slightly tilted up and he carded his hand through his hair, tongue sweeping the inside of his cheek. 

“Hey,” he tried again, eyebrows raised. 

“If you touch me I swear to god I will fuck your shit up,” you insisted, arms crossed against your chest. “I’ll scream.” 

Taehyung’s eyes grew wide and he dropped all attempts to be sexy. 

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry for hurting you,” he said with a deep pout and sad puppy eyes that would have been a bit more convincing if the two of you weren’t standing in the bathroom of a fucking nightclub. 

You brought your hands down to stick them inside your pockets. Taehyung noticed your thong was exposed by your low-rise jeans and the fact that you were wearing a tiny Juicy Couture tank top that showed your midriff. 

God, why did he already feel like he was going to get hard just by looking at you? He really needed to lay off the coke. 

“I’m okay, Rocky” you insisted, waving his concerns away. “Seriously, dude. Don’t worry about it.” 

Taehyung couldn’t possibly let it go, though. 

“I could totally take you to the hospital right now. I have my keys with me and I’m definitely okay to drive. I might look fucked up but my head is completely fucking clear, I swear.” Should he have driven the guys to the club? Absolutely not. Did it really matter? He already had a DUI before and the whole thing wasn’t that bad. “Do you want me to walk in a straight line? I can do it if that would help convin-” 

“I don’t need to go to the hospital, geez. It wasn’t that hard of a hit,” you said with a laugh and a shake of your head. You maneuvered around him to wash your hands in the sink. Catching his eyes through the mirror, you pointed to your spotless cheek as if to emphasize that you were fine. “You’re a weird dude, you know that? Chillax.” 

And with that, you spun on your heel and left. 

Taehyung stood with his mouth hanging open. He needed to chillax? You were the one who tried to kick his balls into his stomach! 

“Whoa, wait a second.” He followed you out of the bathroom and skidded to a halt when you turned around to face him. 

“What now, Rocky?”

“You kicked me!” 

“You punched me! We’re even now,” you countered. You leaned your shoulder against the wall and gave him a smirk. “Although I wouldn’t say no if you wanted to pay me back in another way.” 

Now that was a language Taehyung understood. His pout morphed into a boxy grin and the way he looked your body over was undeniably obvious. 

“I could think of a few things.” 

“Ugh, gross, I meant maybe you could buy me a drink or something.” 

Oof. His beautiful angel was calling him gross. That was a buzzkill if he ever had one. But Taehyung was not the type to let people get him down! He leaned his shoulder against the wall to match your stance, shortening the distance between the two of you. You were close enough for him to feel your breath brush against the base of his neck, and you had to tilt your head up to meet his gaze. 

“Or something?” he mused. 

You chewed on your bottom lip as you contemplated his question and Taehyung tried to ignore the way you being so close to him was making his mouth dry. “Yeah, or something.” 

“Wanna do a bump? Not a fist pump. That’s how we ended up here, fuck. A bump. You know what that means?” He was confused about the little puff of laughter you exhaled at his question, but you were talking again before he could do anything more. 

“Yeah, why not.” 

Taehyung found himself grinning again, and the giggly, bubbly, floaty way he was soaring into action made him feel like he really was on cloud nine. He grabbed your hand and dragged you back into the bathroom. From his pocket, Taehyung retrieved a dime bag of white powder. 

“I like to pack it small. Makes it easier, right?” But when he looked up, you were looking at him, not the bag. He grinned, a quirked eyebrow shortly following. “You okay with the sink?”

There was your damn laugh again, though this time you gave him the courtesy of pointing out what was so funny. Taehyung followed your gaze to see a large neon sign hanging on the wall: PLEASE DON’T DO COKE IN THE BATHROOM. 

“Oops,” he pouted as he meticulously dumped the perfect line up the bathroom sink. The location was more than questionable, but what other surface could they use? Club bathrooms were always disgusting, especially in this part of Jeju Shore. The two of you were drunk enough that cleanliness (or a lack thereof) wasn’t going to deter you. His cute freckled nose breathed in until nothing was left. He shivered, pinching his nostrils for a few seconds before letting you take over. 

Shit, he should have asked to snort it off of you. What the fuck was he, a rookie?! 

“I’m Y/N, by the way,” you said with a sniffle, allowing Taehyung to stash his little bag away. 

“Oh, right. I should have introduced myself. Wow. I’m doing this all wrong.” Taehyung smacked himself in the forehead and immediately regretted the decision. “I’m Taehyung.” 

“Hmm, Taehyung’s cuter than Rocky. A cute name for a weird guy.” 

“I’m not cute?” 

“Maybe a little.” 

“Well, I think you’re gorgeous. Like really fucking beautiful. I feel like you’re the most perfect person in the world.” Taehyung reached out to lace his fingers with yours and pulled you forward.  

You leaned in to brush a bit of powder off his nose. “Oh yeah? That’s bold for a guy who just punched me.” 

“I’m serious,” Taehyung breathed. The alcohol and narcotics pumping through his veins were boosting his confidence tenfold, so he didn’t feel nervous when he grabbed you and slid his fingers beneath the thin waistband of your thong at your hips. The feeling of your skin hot beneath his fingertips had him absolutely delirious. “Fuck, I wanna kiss you so bad. It would feel so good.” 

Taking hold of his jean jacket, you yanked Taehyung closer to you. He sucked in his breath when he felt your fingers skate across his chest since he was shirtless underneath. So maybe he was acting a little desperate. And maybe he didn’t care. But Taehyung ducked his head to get closer to you with his eyes fluttering closed and his pink lips parted. 

“No way you’re kissing me in here.” You pulled yourself free from Taehyung’s embrace and the deep pout he wore on his face made you laugh. You hooked your finger through his belt loop with a little tug. “Come on, Rocky. We’re going swimming.” 

Taehyung stumbled behind you as you dragged him out of the nightclub and into the warm summer air twinged with salt from the ocean so close by. He was more than happy to have you lead him across the boardwalk and down to the beach, not even caring that his Tims were filling with sand and the moisture was turning the tips dark brown. 

“Show me how beautiful you think I am.”

You threw the challenge over your shoulder as you ran towards the ocean. Taehyung watched with his tongue practically lolling in his mouth as you tossed your tank top onto the ground. 

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, rushing to follow you. 

By the time he’d reached the edge of the water, you were in nothing but your bra and thong, already in the ocean up to your waist. You swam close to a smattering of rocks in the water, sticking nearby in case you needed something to hold onto. Taehyung quickly ripped off his clothes and tossed them into the sand with yours. Although the water lapping at his ankles as he carefully waded to you would have felt chilly, he felt fine thanks to the alcohol-induced heat spreading through his body. Or maybe the heat was from finally reaching you. 

It was definitely your close proximity that had his heart pounding in his chest, despite the concoction of alcohol and narcotics. You beckoned him closer, but all Taehyung could focus on was the way beads of water shimmered on your skin and how he could see your nipples erect from the cool temperature through your bra. The moonlight glittered like diamonds across the water’s surface and into your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders. 

“Are you gonna kiss me or what, Rocky?” 

Taehyung grinned like an idiot at the (unfortunately) fitting nickname you were determined to make stick. He felt like the two of you were close now that you’d given him a nickname. That was a pretty big deal, right? Even if it was a boxing reference. 

“Yes, please,” Taehyung whispered as he repeated his action from earlier, ducking his head down to finally reach your face. 

He playfully bumped his nose against yours and your giggles were just as gentle as the waves rolling in around you. Something about you made him want to take his time. He brushed his lips against yours, offering a small sigh when he felt your tongue glide out to swipe against his bottom lip. Your impatience had you pulling Taehyung even closer. The water made your bodies stick together and Taehyung could feel you spread your legs slightly to rub yourself against his cock. His soaked briefs did nothing to hide how aroused he was; all they acted as was merely a second skin by this point. The same was true for your already flimsy thong.  

“Shit.” He groaned against your lips and tried not to buck his hips forward. It was an increasingly difficult feat once you lifted one leg to hook around Taehyung’s waist. The action opened your thighs a bit more and allowed you to press your core directly against his cock. 

“I told you to kiss me. Don’t you want to?” Your whine had Taehyung’s cock twitching so bad he was using your grinding against his cock to both chase pleasure and calm himself down. Water splashed between your bodies when you pressed yourself fully against his chest. Your hands migrated to the wavy hair at the back of Taehyung’s head. The tug you gave his hair brought his lips crashing into yours. 

The kiss was sloppy and salty and utterly desperate. Your limbs weaved with Taehyung’s like your tongues circled each other, mouths hot and bodies cool. One hand dropped down to grab your thigh, holding the leg you’d crossed over his waist in place. Keeping you steady made it easier for Taehyung to roll his hips into yours. He enjoyed the way you held back moans when the head of his clothed cock pressed against your clit through your thong. Taehyung was never afraid to be vocal. If anything, it seemed to heighten the tension that built up between him and his partner. 

So when you dragged your nails down Taehyung’s abdomen he was perfectly willing to whimper until your hand slipped inside of his briefs. His whimpers morphed into full moans as you squeezed his cock. You effortlessly pumped him until he was biting your lips, your neck, your shoulder - wherever he could to leave marks and release as much pressure as he possibly could. 

It was only when you pulled his briefs down enough to release his cock that Taehyung finally broke free of your spell. 

“Fuck, Y/N, wait,” Taehyung said with a shaky exhale and placed his hand over yours. It took all of his willpower to stop your thumb from circling the slit of his head.  “Let me put you up here.” 

He grabbed your hips and lifted you onto a smooth part of the rock so that you were no longer in the water. He was always telling Jungkook about not fucking people in pools; it was definitely bad for vaginal health. The ocean had to be way worse! Taehyung didn’t really consider himself to be responsible, but he knew how to be a gentleman, he was pretty sure. The whole punching thing was totally an outlier. Really. 

“Are you serious?” You watched Taehyung lift himself out of the water and he was acutely aware of how long your gaze lingered on his body. 

“It’s not good to have sex in the ocean,” he insisted. “Fish shit in there. Plus, pollution. Algae. Whatever else! We’ve only explored, like, twenty percent of the ocean!” 

It seemed like common sense! Yet there you were, laughing at him again. Could he really be that funny? Jungkook and Jimin never thought so. 

“That’s what you’re thinking about? Getting germs in this pussy instead of your dick?” 

The question shut Taehyung up. He wasn’t sure what to say, since… yes, you were correct. That was what he was thinking about, but he assumed it was a good thing. He was being responsible. Yeah, he realized that wasn’t particularly sexy of him, but he’d be damned if he was the one who caused you to get a yeast infection! Or even worse! (He wasn’t sure what would be worse, but there definitely had to be something worse.) 

“I take my partner’s safety very seriously,” he finally responded with a pout and furrowed brows. 

“Hmm…” You smirked at Taehyung as he inched towards you to hover over your body. He didn’t give a fuck if he got any cuts on his palms and knees. “I’m your partner now?” 

“Yes.” He leaned down to lick a smooth stripe up your neck that made you shiver beneath him. 

“Sounds a little possessive.” 

Taehyung sucked dark hickeys onto the tops of your tits while his hands roamed down to spread your legs so he could position himself between them. Possessive wasn’t the way he’d describe his personality, yet he couldn’t help but enjoy the thought of you walking around the next morning with his hickeys covering your chest. Or, even better, the thought of you with his cum still inside of you. Those thoughts alone had Taehyung’s breathing pick up speed, and he sucked your skin even harder. 

“Maybe.” His expression grew soft as looked up to meet your lidded eyes. “Can I have you?” 

With your lip bitten between your teeth, you slowly nodded. 

The boxy grin and crinkled eyes he gave you in response were enough to make anyone give in to him. 

You leaned back and propped yourself on your forearms as Taehyung planted kisses against your wet skin. He ran his tongue along the crease of your thigh where the edge of your thong sat plastered against your body. Ocean water made you taste salty, but Taehyung didn’t mind. If anything, it made his mouth water even more for you. 

He pressed his tongue flat against your clothed pussy and flicked upwards until the tip of his tongue pushed against your clit. Despite your thong being in the way, it was so wet and tight against your lips that Taehyung could see your swollen clit through it by the light of the moon. He sucked and nipped it over the fabric, his dark eyes locked with yours to watch your face scrunch up in pleasure. If he thought you were beautiful before, you were near deadly now. Your lips were puffy from how much he’d bitten them and he could only think about how sweet your tongue might feel circling his cock when he watched it slip out to wet your lips. But the most beautiful part was the way the moonlight’s diamonds continued to dance in your eyes. 

When you bucked into his face, he hooked his arms around your thighs to hold them in place. The position allowed your legs to drape over Taehyung’s broad shoulders and he pulled you closer to his face. 

“F-F-Fuck.” 

The way you whimpered and shivered beneath his hot mouth only fueled the fire within him. Every desperate sound that tumbled from your lips sent ripples of electricity straight to his throbbing cock. He pulled at your thong with his teeth and the soaked fabric dragged down your legs with ease until you were kicking them away. 

“Don’t you want to be careful…?” Taehyung asked as you reached behind yourself to unclasp your bra. That article of clothing was also tossed to the side, very close to the edge of the rock. 

Taehyung was pretty sure lingerie was expensive. He’d never bought any before, but he’d seen plenty. The lacey bits, all the straps, the intricate designs, and the little buckles, clips, and clasps. Anything even remotely difficult for him to remove had to be expensive in his opinion. Maybe next time he was in a relationship he would buy some lingerie, so that way he knew. Maybe he could buy some for you. 

“Who cares?” You snapped, too impatient for his stupid questions. You reached down to tangle your fingers in his hair. “If you don’t fuck me with your mouth right now, I swear to god.” You gave his hair a tug and Taehyung moaned, leaning into your pull. 

He’d eat fucking sand if you told him to. Shovel it in with both hands like it was his last meal. 

“Don’t worry,” he murmured against your stomach, each word punctuated by a soft kiss that chased away little beads of water. “I wanna give you whatever you want.” 

You squirmed as he swirled his tongue across your skin lower and lower until he finally traced your lips with the tip of his tongue. Rather than diving in, though, he pulled his face away and brought his wet fingers to you instead. Taehyung ran his finger along your clit. His movements were slow; he wanted to savor the feeling of you attempting to squeeze your legs around his shoulders while he teased you. 

“You like that?” Taehyung flashed you a grin. He was determined to commit your expression to memory: fucked out and concentrated, lips parted in another whine. Desperate despite the fact that you’d been calling the shots. He liked it, you telling him what to do. That didn’t mean he couldn’t tease you a little bit, though. 

“Fuck, yes, don’t be a dick about it,” you challenged with a shudder and a buck of your hips. You tried using your legs to pull yourself against his face, but Taehyung held you down. 

“So needy and impatient,” he murmured. His tongue slipped out to lick at a few beads of water trickling down the inside of your thigh. “Maybe say please first? Everyone in Jeju has terrible manners.” 

You gasped when Taehyung’s teeth bit at the skin he’d just licked. He was sure the sharp pain was welcomed when your hold of his hair tightened. It was interesting. 

“Please, I wanna feel you.” 

At first, Taehyung only somewhat obliged. He brought his mouth down to your pussy, pressing a gentle kiss against your clit that made you tug his hair even harder. Figuring he should probably give you what you so politely asked for, Taehyung licked at your entrance, lapping up your arousal while you got as comfortable as you could - considering you were on a fucking rock. 

“Mmm,” he moaned against your clit. “You taste good.” 

As was the case with your skin, the ocean made you taste salty, but Taehyung was never the type to judge someone’s body. Unlike some douchebags, he was very willing to drown in pussy. He’d suffocate in it. You could have squeezed his head until he exploded and he’d be perfectly okay with that. What you tasted like mattered very little. 

The waves slapping against the rock formed a rhythm that seemed to mimic the way Taehyung licked at you. He pushed your arousal up to your clit, wetting it further by spitting directly onto it. Each long swipe of his tongue had your breathing grow heavier and your heart rate increase. When he wiggled his tongue back and forth over your clit, the moan you granted him had Taehyung vibrating. A hard suck of your clit earned him an even louder one. 

“Fuck, if you’d told me you eat pussy like this I wouldn’t have tried to fight you.” 

Your words came out tough until the last few lifted upwards in a whimper. Taehyung had slipped two fingers inside of you and began passionately thrusting into your front wall as he continued sucking your clit. He was buzzing from the praise, eager to do whatever it took to get more out of you. Each flick and swirl of his tongue grew faster, and Taehyung didn’t mind the mix of spit and arousal that was smeared all over his mouth and chin. 

“Oh my god, Taehyung, just, just like that, please.” 

It was cute that you were using the magic word on your own now. Your legs tried to close around him, but he kept you spread wide open as rocked his face and pumped his fingers into you. His jaw and tongue were starting to get really fucking tired, but there was no way he was going to give up now. Nope. Not when your legs were beginning to shake and your fingers were digging into Taehyung’s hair so hard that it hurt.

“Ohh fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Honestly, he probably could’ve busted a nut just from hearing you say those beautiful, beautiful words. 

You arched your back and bucked your hips against Taehyung’s face. Your walls were convulsing so hard that he struggled to keep pumping his fingers into you as you trembled through your orgasm. All he could really do was suck your clit with the lightest of kitten licks flicking against the tip as he finally allowed your thighs to squeeze his head. The pressure caused Taehyung to suck in a sharp breath, but he let you ride his face until you were panting so loudly all he heard was you, rather than the ocean, in his ears. 

After a moment your legs finally eased off of Taehyung’s shoulders. He waited until your breathing returned to normal before he moved up your body to slot his lips with yours. 

“Was it okay?” The smirk Taehyung wore said that he knew it was, but he asked to be polite. Or to receive the praise he so loved from you. 

“Just okay.” You shot your own smirk back, but you both knew. “Your turn.” 

Taehyung frowned, taking a look around the space you occupied. Although head sounded so fucking good, it wasn’t realistic. 

“It’s okay,” Taehyung pushed, determined to make you change your mind. “I don’t want you to hurt your knees.” Be it bending over to suck his dick or ride him, the rock’s surface was sure to cut your knees, or at least bruise them. 

You crossed your arms over your chest in what Taehyung assumed was about to be a ready stance to be defiant. 

“Fine.” You slowly rested your body back down to a lying position, but you angled your head upwards to stretch out your neck more. “Then fuck my face like this.” 

You stuck your tongue out to open your mouth all the way for him. Assuming the moonlight wasn’t playing tricks on him, he saw a bit of spit drip from the tip. On top of that, both of your hands came up to play with your tits, nimble fingers pinching at your nipples until they grew hard. 

Taehyung just about passed out. 

“You’re nasty.” The statement nearly came out as a moan, but Taehyung did his best to control himself. He leaned on his knees beside your head and brought one of his hands down to cradle your jaw. “Are you sure?” 

“Yes,” you insisted. You lifted your head to wrap your lips around the head of his cock and Taehyung cried out with an instinctual buck of his hips. Alright, he got it. He understood. You were serious, fuck, he was going to listen. 

Keeping one hand on your jaw, Taehyung held the back of your head with the other to make sure his movements didn’t make your head hit the rock’s surface. Then he leaned forward to guide his cock into your mouth. Goosebumps rose along his arms and a shiver snaked its way down his back when he bottomed out. The warmth of your mouth was in stark contrast to the cool ocean air. Not only did it feel heavenly the way you pressed your tongue along the underside of his cock as he gently thrusted into your throat, but it felt comfortable. Like he was made to fit you in the most perfect way. 

“Shit, please tell me if I’m hurting you.” 

It was all Taehyung could manage to sputter out as his grip tightened on your jaw and his thrusts pushed deeper into you. You choked in response, the gagging causing drool to leak from the corners of your mouth, but you kept your hands to your tits and didn’t push him away. When you swallowed around his cock, Taehyung let his head hang low and had to stop his movements to compose himself. 

“I’m so fucking high,” he whimpered, gently starting up again. The hypersensitivity was really doing him in because every time he pulled away to see strings of precum and saliva connect the tip of his cock to your lips his head was reeling. He was tumbling toward an orgasm so quickly that paranoia settled in and he started to panic. 

“Oh fuck, baby, fuck, I gotta, I gotta stop.” Taehyung leaned back, your mouth releasing him with a pop and a smack of your lips. You watched him with hungry eyes that only made it harder for him to relax. 

“Are you going to bust quick? Is this about to be two-second-long sex?” Your words sounded accusatory but you licked your lips as you waited for a response. 

“No, no. I swear I’m not like that!” he pleaded. “I’m just, I just… It was just…” 

“Get over here, dude.” 

Your interruption was welcomed. It gave Taehyung the chance to shut up. Even if you hadn’t said anything, your actions would have left him speechless. His dark eyes watched you open your legs and slide your fingers down to part your lips - a view of everything he needed. 

What the fuck was he fumbling his words for and wasting time?? 

Taehyung leaned into you, slotting himself between your legs and gently easing you down with his hand on the small of your back. 

“You don’t have to be so gentle,” you murmured against his lips as his teeth grazed against them, nipping at them each time he felt you sigh. 

“Fuck.” Taehyung heard you loud and clear. He brought three fingers to your face. When he pulled down on your bottom lip you obediently opened up to let him shove them into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his fingers and Taehyung closed his eyes, reveling in the feel of your warm mouth once again. Properly coated with your saliva, Taehyung dragged his fingers along your clit until he reached your entrance. You welcomed him easily, his fingers gliding in and out without resistance. 

“Please, Taehyung,” you groaned, impatiently grinding your hips into his hand.

Pulling his hand away, Taehyung finally replaced it with what you’d both been waiting for. He leaned back on his knees and grabbed your hips to lift your body up and pull you towards him. You bit into your hand to avoid releasing a loud moan as he sank into you, likely a bit faster than you would have expected. But you were impatient and you said he didn’t need to be so gentle, so Taehyung was allowing himself to dive in deep. 

“I told you, you’re so perfect,” Taehyung sighed as he bottomed out. He couldn’t begin to explain to you how warm and wanted you made him feel. Sure, it was probably just the alcohol and drugs talking, but at that moment he felt like there was no one else he was meant to be with but you. 

After he gave you a moment to adjust to him, Taehyung rolled his hips into yours. Going slow in the beginning gave him the opportunity to figure out what you liked and where all your pressure points were. With each thrust, he adjusted his angle to find the spot that would make your legs shake. It wasn’t difficult to hit the right angle nor was it difficult to tell that he’d found it. You immediately squealed, the sound muffled by the crash of ocean waves, and clawed at Taehyung’s forearms. 

“Ohh, Taehyung, you feel so good,” you whimpered. “Faster, please please.” 

His fingers dug into your hips to the point that he was sure it was painful as he began pounding into you. All you could do was hold onto his arms, occasionally letting your hands drop down to claw at his thighs when you got tired of holding your arms out. 

Maybe both of you should have been more concerned about fucking someone random, in the middle of the ocean, no less. But there was no condom nor a working brain cell in sight between the two of you. Instead, there was only salty sweat and slippery cum that made your bodies glide together with the most perfect amount of friction that it was you who was on the verge of busting a nut too quick. 

“Oh my god,” you exclaimed, frantically pushing against Taehyung’s thrusts. “I’m so glad you fucking punched me, fuck fuck fuck.” 

You almost threw him off his rhythm, and he had to squeeze you hard to hold you down. In his delirium, Taehyung caught you bringing your fingers to rub your clit. 

“Let me, okay?” 

He pried your hand from your body and leaned down to spit onto your clit. His fingers quickly took up where you left off, rubbing right circles around your soaked clit until you were a moaning mess writhing beneath him. You began squeezing around his cock so tightly that Taehyung had to practice deep, slow breathing to keep it together. He leaned forward to plant his forearms beside your head and bury his face into the crook of your neck as he fucked you through your orgasm. 

Both of you could be happy to know that the sex did, in fact, last longer than two seconds! Taehyung liked to think that it lasted just the right amount of time before he was completely losing his cool, hips sputtering all over the place and his lips locked tightly to your skin. 

“Inside,” you turned your head to whisper in his ear as you wrapped your legs around his waist to hold him in place. “I wanna feel you, come on baby. Be a good boy for me.” 

That alone was enough to send Taehyung over the edge, finishing inside of you just how you told him to, with his arms shaking. Sweat and saltwater plastered his bangs he tried so hard to keep pretty for you onto his head. He lifted himself off of you just in time to watch a bit of his cum trickle out of you. 

“We’re disgusting,” Taehyung announced as he swirled the cum around with his fingers and stuck it back inside of you. When he brushed his thumb against your clit you groaned and quickly snapped your thighs shut. 

“We need a fucking shower.” 

Taehyung stood on wobbly legs and stuck out his hand to help you onto just as wobbly of legs. He pressed his palms into his eyes while you searched for your underwear that had long been devoured by the ocean. “Do your eyes burn? Fuck, mine burn so bad.” 

“Don’t worry, Rocky. I don’t have gonorrhea or anything,” you waved him off with a snort. “It’s just the saltwater.” 

“I didn’t mean that! I wasn’t thinking that!” Taehyung sputtered, also giving up on finding his underwear. He followed you as you hopped back into the water, quite literally concerned that he might drown from the fact that his body hadn’t started working properly yet. It was unrealistic to expect to cuddle after sex on a rock, but a guy could dream, right?? 

In the water, you wrapped your arms around Taehyung’s neck to pull him in for a passionate kiss, your tongue exploring the mess that was his mouth. He tried to snake his arms around your waist, but you quickly spun out of his embrace. 

“First one to the beach gets to keep the other’s clothes?” 

It took a moment for Taehyung’s brain to process what you’d said, just a moment too long. You were splashing and kicking the water as you hightailed it to the shore before Taehyung could even form a coherent sentence. 

“WAIT!!” he shouted, doing his best to wade through the water. How many times was he going to yell that word at you? And was it wrong that he admired your cute ass when you reached down to scoop up his discarded clothes? Maybe the karma was that you ran into the sand while he stood at the shoreline butt-ass naked. 

If you kept his clothes, though, that meant you’d have to see him again to give them back. And Taehyung was perfectly okay with that. 

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Reader x Yoongi | Part 56//??

Word count ➪ 3.2k

Summary ➪ Min Yoongi, is a simple man. He likes his coffee black and iced, he enjoys his job, and he loves his baby girl. But what happens when the new neighbor, quite literally, drops into his life?

Warnings ➪ any typos are mine; angst lol; some cursing; mentions of abortion; mentions of self neglect during pregnancy; description of an anxiety attack; its established that Minji is like mentally ill; slight sexual description; if you’re name is crossed out it’s because I couldn’t tag you;

A/n: Hey guys! Uh just a quick warning if y'all hated Minji before.... well yall are gonna hate her now. Feedback is appreciated, and if you would like to be added to the taglist please let me know. 💕

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Yoongi sat across Minji in silence. They had exchanged mild pleasantries when she had arrived at the cafe. It was a small, cozy establishment; in normal circumstances he would’ve been excited at the prospect of bringing Hani here. He didn’t know what to say, or how to feel, except for anger and resentment. He remembered telling Jin so, while he got ready. 

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m sure,” Yoongi nodded. 

Jin nodded back in acknowledgement, “Okay then, remember Jimin will be in the back the entire time. Do you remember your safeword?”

Yoongi sighed heavily, “Pineapple..”

Seokjin grinned at his friend, “Good. Remember, be nice.”

Yoongi scowled, “I am being nice, she’s the one making demands after being gone for half a decade.”

Jin walked up to his old friend, fixing the non-existent flaws in Yoongi’s clothes, “You don’t have to do this, you know. She signed away her rights, you can keep her away from Hani.”

“I know..just..,” he sighed, “I need to know why she’s coming back now.”

“Will that help you move on,” Jin asked.

“I don’t know,” Yoongi answered. 

They watched as Jungkook came into Yoongi’s bedroom, looking as disheveled as Yoongi felt “Okay, the kids are still at the park with ___, she said they’ll be getting food on the way home. Also, Jimin texted me, "the cafe is closed, be there in 15 minutes”, and to text him when you get there.” 

Yoongi nodded, he lightly sniffled, feeling overwhelmed. He almost wished he was cowardly enough to stay. “I wish the first time going to Min’s place wasn’t.. this... I had hoped to bring Hani, to show her the pretty snacks and the pretty drinks..” Seokjin pulled Yoongi into a not so tight hug, he didn’t want to wrinkle his clothes, shushing him. “It’s okay, on another day we’ll take the kids, Gigi’s kids included, all of us will go out. It’ll be fun and you can make memories with Hani, okay?”

“Okay.”

Yoongi watched as Jimin placed their food in front of them; he’d gotten his trusty iced americano, while Minji opted for an iced chai. Jimin flashed Yoongi a quick smile, calming his wired nerves. 

Minji cleared her throat to bring his attention back to her, “Is he a friend of yours?”

Yoongi nodded slightly, “He is.” Minji gave him a look, as if egging him on. “He’s Jin’s little cousin’s business partner. We helped them out when they first started the process of building their cafe. I asked Tae for a favor, and they said yes. I’ve known Min for as long as I’ve known Tae.” 

Minji had no response, she continued to drink her iced chai in silence. She avoided making eye contact with him, and it bothered the ever living fuck out of Yoongi. He felt angry that Minji had the gall to demand his daughter over the phone, but refused to talk to him face to face. He had decided on the drive over that he would not be the one to bring up her absence. Yoongi wanted her to explain; why was she back? Her ongoing silence was making his patience wear thin, and it caused him to remember the last fight they’d had. 

Minji had been avoiding Yoongi; it had been 2 weeks since he’d told Minji he loved her. She had freaked out, stuttering out to Yoongi that she had to go. Yoongi had given her the weekend to breathe, he understood if she couldn’t say it back, not everyone felt romantic feelings the same. On Monday he texted Minji a message asking how she was feeling, and that it was okay if she didn’t reciprocate. By Thursday he was worried as she didn’t answer Yoongi’s calsl. On Sunday he messaged Mina asking if Minji was still even breathing. 

Mina apologized on her behalf. Minji had gone home to her parents, she said, as she had ‘obligations’. Minji wasn’t answering her calls, or texts as well. By day 12, Yoongi was worried, he’d sent a final text to Minji asking her to please take care of herself, and at the very least let Mina know she was okay. Hours later he got a very excited voice message from Mina updating him that Minji sent her an emoji. 

Two weeks to the day, Minji showed up on his doorstep. She looked relatively unharmed, except for the dark undereye circles from the possible lack of sleep. She walked in, silent. Yoongi asked her where she was, why didn’t she answer his texts or calls, was she okay? Minji didn’t answer any of his questions. They stood in silence. After a few moments Yoongi was begging Minji to please speak with him. She remained quiet. Yoongi went to his room, throwing whatever item was closest to him. He cried out in frustration wondering why they had gone back to square one. Had he not tried enough? Was he not trustworthy? Was it always going to be this way?

Minji entered his room, still wearing a blank look on her face. She kneeled in between his legs, looking down at his hands. Minji took them into hers, pulling him into an embrace. She kissed Yoongi’s knuckles and worked her way up his forearm and chest. She kept kissing up to his collarbone and neck, up until she met his lips. He sobbed into the kiss, relieved that Minji was finally responding to him. The kisses become more hurried, bordering on aggressive. Yoongi felt desperate and it showed. Clothes were tugged, and readjusted, until they were gone entirely. 

The next morning Yoongi asked Minji the same questions, but she continued to have no answers. He then asked why she ran away two weeks ago, she still refused to answer. Yoongi begged her to please say something, anything. Minji stared at him, “What do you want me to say?” 

He scoffed with indignation, he couldn’t believe it. “You ghosted Mina, and I. We would’ve filed a missing person’s report if it wasn’t for you telling her you had a family emergency. We were scared, Minji, I was scared, and all you can say is, ‘what do you want me to say’?” 

“I don’t know, what do you want me to say,” she repeated. 

“Of course you don’t know,” he murmured exasperated. 

They spent hours talking in circles. By the end they had both raised their voices at each other, fighting and failing at getting their points across. In those moments, Yoongi realized he would never get anywhere with Minji. He was tired of arguing, tired of having to hunt Minji down when she isolated herself, tired of the shallowness of it all. “You know what, I don’t want to do this anymore,” he blurted out.

Minji gaped at him wide eyed. “I’m done,” Yoongi said. “I’m tired of fighting for the bare minimum Minj.” Even their breakup was unchallenged. 

Minji agreed to the breakup. She dressed herself in the clothes she arrived in, packing up any small toiletries she’d left behind at Yoongi’s during her sleepovers. 

In the end, she was gone in less than 10 minutes.

Minji cleared her throat once again, taking another big sip of her iced chai. “What exactly do we need to talk about,” she asked. “I want to see her, is that not enough?” Yoongi heard a small, ‘oh hell’, from the kitchen. Jin must’ve given Jimin the rundown. 

“Well for one, hey how are you? I’m fine, thank you for asking,” Yoongi responded sarcastically. “I haven’t heard from you in 4 years, you could start by telling me, why? Why now?”

Minji sighed, “I know that it’s sudden, but.. It’s just that lately I’ve been thinking about things. My dad passed away two months ago, and my mom is god knows where. ‘Just turned 30, I kept thinking about my life in the past decade. I have a lot of regrets, and I was doubting myself. Was it the right decision, you know, having her. Was I right to keep away from her? A few months ago, Jungkook came up on my instagram explore page. It was a picture of him at the amusement park with Seokjin. I got curious so I clicked on his page.” She readjusted herself, leaning into the right handle of the sofa chair. “He’d grown up so much, and after scrolling through pictures of Seokjin and his son, and his friends, I saw you. I saw you with our daughter. You both looked so happy, playing with your friends, living your life freely. I wanted that. I wondered if we could be happy like that.”

Yoongi laughed in astonishment, he ran his tongue along the side of cheek, trying to stop himself from saying anything he’d regret. “That doesn’t answer my question; why now Minji? Why are you demanding to be a parent, when you never wanted to be one? The whole reason we’re like this is because you chose not to be in her life.”

Minji rebutted, “I did want to be a parent.”

“When,” Yoongi cried out incredulously. “You were going to abort, but couldn’t because you were too far along. I had to force you to leave your bed, wash your hair. My mom fed you, clothed you, made sure you drank water because you were essentially comatose. I’m still surprised you only had mild anemia from the lack of care you had for yourself.” He took a quick sip of his coffee to pace himself. Minji was starting to get agitated, but he could care less at this point. “It took me weeks to convince you to allow me sole custody of my daughter. For fucks sake, you drafted up the paperwork to terminate your rights, you had already signed them when it was sent to my lawyer for me to sign. I did everything possible to make sure you didn’t struggle, Minj.”

The distinct sound of plastic syrup bottles clinking and a responding ‘Ah fuck,’ cut Yoongi’s rant short. He called out to Jimin asking if he was okay, Jimin quickly responded with a firm ‘I’m good’. Minji slightly scoffed towards him, “Are you blaming me for all of this? I tried to be responsible, okay. You wouldn’t have understood how I felt if I told you.”

Yoongi could feel his eyes twitch in frustration. “Then tell me, I might’ve not fully understood, but at least I would’ve been there to support you.” He cradled his face in his hands, breathing slowly to put himself back together. “What do you want Minji? You didn’t want to be a mom, I understood, I supported you, and now you’re coming back demanding my daughter, my baby. Have you thought about how this is going to affect her? She doesn’t know you. Do you expect her to just accept you?”

Minji’s face was indiscernible, she looked to the side, as if organizing her thoughts. She turned back towards Yoongi, “Seeing as I am her mother, as long as she knows that she’ll be fine. Plus if I need help, mom can help me.”

He couldn’t believe it, “She’s not a puppy Minj, she needs to get to know you. Even I, being her father, have my moments with her.  And what do you mean mom will help you? Are you talking about my mom? Have you been in contact with her?”

Minji readjusted herself, she was starting to become visibly uncomfortable. “I have. It’ll be a learning curve, but she’s willing to aid me in what I need.”

Yoongi had to calm himself down, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. “Are you trying to take my daughter away from me Minji? Is that it?” It was suddenly difficult to breathe, Yoongi was trying to catch his already quickening breath. He couldn’t focus on himself, all he could think about was Hani. “Min, Jimin,” he blurted out. Jimin ran from behind the counter, sliding, quite literally, in front of Yoongi. 

Jimin pulled him to the side, away from Minji’s view. He guided Yoongi through his breathing exercises. “Yoon, you don’t have to do this. We can leave,” he whispered. Yoongi knew he was cracking at the seams. He couldn’t believe it. He shook his head, “No, Min I have to talk to her. I can’t.. I can’t let her take my baby Min, she’s all I have.” Jimin reluctantly allowed Yoongi to continue. 

Yoongi took in a big breath, barely collecting himself to avoid crying in anger. As he sat back in his spot he could see a flicker of the Minji he knew. She was tucked into herself and unsure. She looked at him with those big eyes that once used to hold stars, and now he couldn’t make out what they held. “Are you okay,” she whispered. Those three words were what broke the dam. Yoongi let out the tears that he’d been holding back ever since he woke up to Minji’s texts. He cried and cried, and wondered when he’d ever stop. He kept thinking why wasn’t he enough. 

Jimin walked over, handing him a tissue box and a reassuring pat on the shoulder. He whispered a small, ‘You can do this Yoon.’ It might’ve not been much, but it was the boost Yoongi needed. He collected himself once again, making sure to wipe any remnant of his small breakdown. 

“Minj, please for once, be straightforward with me. What do you want? What are you looking for? Whatever it is, my daughter isn’t your bandaid to fix it. She’s a living, breathing human being, with feelings. Just because she’s a toddler, doesn’t mean she’s not complex. She’s observant and blunt, and will out right refuse to acknowledge you if she feels off about someone, “ he says desperately. “If you’ve been in contact with my mom, why didn’t you contact me? If you wanted to be a part of her life, I wouldn’t have stopped you if you tried Minji. But nothing you’re doing now is showing me that you’ve changed. You’re still that scared young girl that I could never reach. For fuck sakes you still refuse to answer me and communicate, and you can’t be that way when kids are involved. So please, show me you’re responsible. Be direct with me.”

She looked at him with a pained look, sniffling repeatedly to keep herself calm. “I don’t know what you want me to say,” Minji responded quietly. 

Yoongi groaned loudly, “God, Minji, please don’t do this. Talk to me. I’m trying to meet you halfway, make the same effort to meet me, please.”

Minji wouldn’t speak, she started hiccupping under her breath. The last thing Yoongi wanted was for her to start crying. “I’m sorry Yoongi, I don’t know what to say.”

Yoongi rose from his seat, extremely frustrated. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take. It was too much for him. Nothing made sense. Could Minji and his mother be working together to take Haneul from him? Have they been in contact for a long time? Who reached out first? Worst of all, how could his mother do this? He wondered if his dad knew, and why he hadn’t reached out to inform him if he did? Why was this happening? He just wanted to live his life with his daughter, and his friends peacefully. How was Hani going to feel having a stranger pushed onto her? Would they try to take his daughter away from him? He didn’t want to be here anymore. He wanted to be home with his daughter. 

He picked up his coffee, lifting his hand signaling Jimin that they were leaving. “We’re not getting anywhere, so I’m leaving. I’m not going to talk in circles.” He took in a deep breath in an attempt to ease the weight on his chest. 

Minji slightly scrambles out of her seat. She looked at him like she wanted to speak out, her face crumbling, she looked guilty almost. She grabbed her purse and drink, following Jimin and Yoongi towards the exit. She doesn’t leave immediately, watching as Jimin double checks that all the entrances were locked. She approaches Yoongi slightly, they look at each neither sure if they should say their goodbyes. For a moment Minji seemed to have worked up the courage to speak, but she quickly squashed it and sped off to what he assumed was her rental. Yoongi watches as she speeds away, a little reckless at that. He keeps watching until the car is no longer visible, and the weight on his shoulders is partially lifted. 

Yoongi cried the entire way home. He asked Jimin to check if Hani was asleep or at least with ___, he didn’t want to scare her with how disheveled he was. ___ offered to keep the kids in her apartment for him to cool down. While he appreciated it, all he wanted was to hold his daughter. 

He thanked his friends for looking after Haneul while he dealt with his current trainwreck. Hani snuggled into his hair, trying to find comfort in his smell. ___ had given Hani her nighttime bath, so it was one less thing Yoongi had to do tonight. He got out of the clothes he saw Minji, cleaned himself up, and got ready for bed. He made Hani a warm cup of milk, and prepped the right side of his bed for her to sleep in. He sprayed down her favorite lavender sleep spray, and turned on the soft star night light she loved. He read her a story, and played with her hair until she fell asleep. Yoongi cradled his daughter in his arms, and he thought back to the early days of her being a newborn.

In the midst of his insomnia, Yoongi remembered how terrified he was to be parenting alone, and would overthink every decision. He remembered how little he slept, and how often the doula would urge him to sleep, even if it was a small power nap. But between all that, the time he remembers most fondly is one of Hani’s worst colicky nights. The formula had been causing his newborn baby to build up gas, while his pediatrician changed the formula to something for sensitive stomachs, she was still colicky. He’d tried everything possible, but it just wouldn’t work. Until, one afternoon while giving Hani a little stretch recommended by the doula, she’d let out the gas that had been making her upset. Her little sigh of relief was music to Yoongi’s ears, and he almost cried texting Eunha the news. It was one of the first nights Yoongi was able to sleep more than 3 hours with Hani. He remembered thinking that all those sleepless nights had been worth it to comfort his daughter, and how he would’ve done it again. 

Currently he looked down at Haneul, and saw how much she was growing up. She was no longer his baby, but a toddler. She no longer needed to cling to him, but chose to do so. She had opinions and had no qualms of letting them be known. She was bright, bubbly, and so creative. His daughter was his heart, and he had no idea why they wanted to take her away. 

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[mrs-monaghan]

I blame Jungkook. What he is doing?

He could stop taekookers and their delulu fantasies if he wants to protect jimin but it seems he likes to be seen as "tae's girlfriend" 🤷‍♂️

Blame JK for what???

It seems he likes to be seen as "tae's girlfriend"

Like fuck he does! I know we are not talking about the same Jeon Jungkook that I know. Because he hates it. That man hates Tkkrs and hates when something looks like its gonna be misinterpreted when it comes to him and V so he clears it up immediately.

Here was my first post about JK debunking the Taekook ship.

I also already talked about this. V during last year's festa said him and JK used to share a room

JK immediately jumps in to clarify that they had a divider. He even shakes his hand "no"

You can tell neither Jimin nor JK like the Taekook narrative. Look at Jimin's face when V says him and JK used to share a room. Then watch again how quickly JK and Jhope jump in to clarify.

To be fair, JK will jump in to clarify with Minimoni, Vmin, Yoonmin, somefemalemin he is anti all ships that are not Jikook. On this post I talk about and share a thread about JK debunking a Jimin hetero rumor. He does this ALL the time. I dare you to find me a moment where he corrected something Jimin said about them. We know the hickeygate and rainy day fight stories were embellished but JK was just there with this big smile saying fuck all and just letting his baby lie to us. What do you think would have happened if it was V who said his favourite thing was waking up next to JK?

JK would have nipped that shit in the bud immediately.

Jimin tells us Jikook stories all the time and JK has never jumped in once like "actually no, that did not happen."

I would bet anything that he explained his tattoos to debunk the V. He needed us to know that was an A and an A only. I believe that 1300%

I blame Jungkook. What is he doing?

Idk, hanging out with his friend of many years like he's allowed to? Like he should?

You sound very pro Jimin and if that is the case then you need to know your fav better. I've already talked about this but Jimin aint no doormat. He ain't letting no one take advantage of him. He said this with his own mouth; he cuts those people off. If Jimin had an issue with V he would not be entertaining him. Like at all. And you have seen that Vmin are doing just fine.

And you mad if you think JK would hurt Jimin on purpose. If Jimin told JK not to go out with V do you know what would happen? Exactly that. If JK knew anything Taekook was hurting Jimin, he wouldn't even sit next to V in ot7 content. I'm telling u that, rn. JK hangs out with V because Vminkook are fine. Taekook more than Vmin but that's neither here nor there.

My point is, you are way off if u think JK is doing anything to hurt his Mimi. I already shared two moments here where JK was sharply keeping an eye on Vmin incase he needed to step in.

I'm not an expert on Jikook. But I think I'm qualified to say JK would never, ever do anything to hurt Jimin intentionally.

(Got a similar ask blaming JK and i addressed it here)

It's why I am so confident that IF there is a Tkk song, it's not going to be on JK's album. Not unless a Jikook song is also allowed. That's why I'm confident there ain't gon be no Tkk live, unless the company agrees to a Jikook live as well. Or something Jikook related. That's why I also believe that the reason JK did not do any TT challenges for the members, was because he most probably wasn't allowed to do challenges for Jimin. So he said if Jimin ain't getting one then neither are Jhope and Suga. Same applies to why I think Jimin stopped posting on twitter. They prolly told him to stop posting JK so he said; fuck y'all I ain't posting no one.

They just wanna love eo n show case eo when they can but its not that easy.

Anyway, I digress. At the end of the day Anon,

#ask shaz #bts ask #bts #jikook #kookmin #if jikook isn't real then neither am i #jikook is real #park jimin #jeon jungkook #jimin #minkook #Taekook is not real #Taekook debunked #jungkook

[kthyg]

ghoul. — (intoxication)

[FOURTH (4) INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : INTOXICATION]

“Familiarity. That was what Taehyung felt.”

or

Rosé couldn't celebrate your successful solo mission with you, so she invited Taehyung to celebrate with you.

pairing : taehyung x reader

rating : M

genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au

disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.

warning : nothing.

word count : 6.3k+

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note from winter 💌 :

i have no notes for this... except for i love oc and tae's interaction during the dinner so much. and I have an obsession for someone taking candid photos of me, its a kink atp HAHA also, smut on the next part just telling y'all ;))))

💌 what is winter listening to? : bambi by baekhyun

📝 if you want to know more about this au, you can refer to lexicon & profiles. any other questions you can refer to me !!

dedication : to my sleep demon pt.2

             The sun marked the beginning and end of the day.

             When it rose, sunrise, marked the beginning of a new day. And when it set, sunset, it signified the end of the day. The silky, smooth collusions of sky burst red and yellow washed and painted itself over the colourless, milky white building of KCCG.

             It was the end of the working hour for most office workers in Korea including KCCG. The road was packed with cars and motorbikes. The sidewalk was not any less crowded than the road; People were walking back to their homes. 

             “Rosie,” you whined. Locking your arms with your friend’s one. The two of you had passed the entrance gate, now on your way to the main door to exit the building. 

             “(Y/N),” Rosé mimicked. A light chuckle followed shortly after. 

             Clinging hard on her arm, you let your cheek be squashed against her arm. Not quite reaching her shoulder due to her model-like height. “You promised a celebration dinner with me…” 

             “I’m sorry,” Rosé sighed regretfully. “Something came up in 10th ward… I really wanted to celebrate with you but if I don’t check on the 10th ward ASAP, Jay will kill me.”

             Rosé worked under the control of Jay or Jung Hoseok, the Chief Director of Division 2. She was a Special Class investigator and also the leader of R Squad. Every Special Class investigator was required to form their own Squad with adequate members in range 3 to 4 excluding themselves. A group of 5 or 6, only then the team could be registered as a squad. 

             Why didn’t Director Kim station you in her squad instead… 

             You understood or at least you tried to be professional, but you couldn’t help to pout. It was your first solo successful mission in Q Squad. In every squad, the members including the leader were obligated to carry out solo missions that were designated for them. These missions were often put on the hardest difficulty, not everyone could pass on the first try. 

             Unlocking her arm from you, she turned her body to face you. “Don’t pout or I’ll kiss you,” her hands cupped your cheeks. 

             You pouted even harder to tease her. She chuckled before her thumb reached out to play with your lips.

             Her eyes flickered to look up and behind you. Recognising someone, she called out. “Oh, V!”

             V?

             You craned your neck to look at the said person.

             Kim Taehyung. God’s favourite.

             You had almost forgotten the name he used in KCCG as you always go for his government name. Taehyung was a charming yet mysterious man. He was the epitome of perfection. From his perfect and symmetrical facial proportions to his well-built body. Like Jimin, Taehyung has enough muscle at the right place, and like Rosé, they shared almost the same height, the model-like height.

             “Going home?” Your friend asked in a friendly manner. You reached for her hands that had been cupping your face to put them down.

             “Yes,” his baritone voice was honey to your ears. You wouldn’t admit it, but you have a big fat crush on him or maybe you were just attracted to him. Could you blame yourself? Almost everyone in KCCG was attracted to or even openly admitted to having a crush on him. “What about you? I heard there’s a commotion at ward 10.”

             Rosé nodded unenthusiastically. “I swear it was clear yesterday. The ghouls can’t give us a break for God’s sake.” Her hand unconsciously found yours as she held onto your hand. You let her. 

             At least it made you feel included.

             “What can you expect? 10th ward’s ghouls are vigorous, I can’t lie.” He said, followed by a deep chuckle.

             God, the chuckle. You’re so damned.

             “Very true,” she agreed eagerly. “You’re in charge of ward 8, right?”

             V nodded.

             Smirking, she asked, “Want to switch up by the end of this week?” Her eyebrows wiggled. 

             “No, thank you.” He was quick to turn her down. “I can assure you ward 8 is not any better than 10.”

             Rosé playfully rolled her eyes. You couldn’t help but smile at her behaviour. She was the epitome of the real social butterfly; she could get along with anyone and knew almost everyone in KCCG. As if finally remembering something, she looked at you before she directed her attention back to the male investigator. “Oh, V, what are you having for dinner?”

             “Good question,” he hummed, cupping his chin. “I have yet to decide.”

             Rosé eyes shone. “How about a dinner with (Y/N)?”

             “Huh–” You stared at her in shock.

             “Huh?” V didn’t expect that question, too, it seemed.

             Clapping her hands together keenly, she began to explain. “We were supposed to celebrate (Y/N)’s successful solo mission, but, well, something came up, like I said.”

             After a long pause, she blurted out. “Can you go in my place?” 

             Shocked, you quickly intervened. “T–There’s no need!” 

             Although you liked the idea of getting to stare and listen to Taehyung for a longer time, you would not want to be in the awkward situation of two people, that barely knew each other, having dinner. “We were just planning to drink– Not a proper dinner at all!”

             You were literally begging her to reconsider by giving excuses. “Plus, I can still celebrate it with you tomorrow…”

             Rosé frowned. “Eh, that restaurant near this building, what its name? The First? They offer proper dinner though.”

             That was the only thing that got through her head.

             “Yeah, I guess, but–” You tried to come up with another reason because you knew damn well that the restaurant does serve proper dinner in the menu option. You were a regular there.

             Completely dismissing you, she went ahead to ask the male investigator. “So, V? Are you down for some drinking?” She playfully winked at him with a drinking gesture. 

             “Wait–” You gripped her sleeves, trying to hold her back desperately. “I’m pretty sure Investigator V has something better to do than drinking–”

             You would rather have 5 hours training session with The Min Yoongi or maybe Jimin than have dinner with Taehyung. Not because he was a horrible man or anything akin, – the two were definitely not the lesser evil though – it was just that… If it was a dinner with V and Rosé, then yes, you would be fine with it.

             “Sure,” he cut you off. With a shrug, he added. “I don’t mind actually.”

             “You don’t need to!” You quickly told him with a shake of head. “Uhm, I can ask Minghao or Sunoo…?”

             “I mean V agreed to go,” Rosé frowned but didn’t relent to try convincing you. Why do you even need to be convinced? “Plus, don’t you have like a cr–”

             Your eyes widened. You knew she would babble her mouth about your folders. Cutting her off with a high-pitched ‘okay’, you quickly pushed your hand to cup over her mouth. Instantly agreeing with her idea. “I think 10th ward is calling for you!”

             “Gosh, okay. Okay,” she pulled away your hand from her mouth. Her eyes scrutinised your figure before she asked, “Did you bring your camera?”

             “Of course,” a frown found its place on your temple. “Why did you ask…?”

             Rosé mimicked the pose of a photographer – except that she was exaggerating – and subtly pointing at V. Your eyes immediately widened at her signal and quickly pushed her away. You waited until she was out of your vision before you turned to V.

             You would hate to admit that you liked to take pictures of him.

             Both secretly and openly.

             Secretly, when you would see him around KCCG, and like a beautiful flower in the garden, you couldn’t fight the urge to capture its beauty, it was the same for Taehyung. Openly, when you were assigned to do a meeting report or any reports in general that required you to include pictures of the related event, or when the magazine companies would like to feature KCCG as the front page, KCCG would – most of the time – send Taehyung and Jimin for it.

             “Let’s go…?” This was going down to your history book of the most awkward situation.

             The charming smile of his sent your heart to drum fast in your chest and butterfly wilding in your stomach.

             “After you.” Gentleman.

             “Table for two, please.” You told the waitress with a polite smile.

             She led you and Taehyung to a table. You noted how redness covered her cheeks and ears. Assuming it must’ve been because of Taehyung, you could only laugh to yourself. She probably has a crush on the male investigator with the way she was openly gawking at him with a dreamy look while taking the order. Taehyung was popular in Korea due to his career and his look. He received attention everywhere he went.  

             An order of Samgyeopsal and Jokbal was placed, and the girl took her leave to the kitchen. You took off your long white coat and draped it over the chair next to you. Taehyung had chosen to sit on the opposite side, facing you. 

             As if that didn’t add up to your nervousness that has already reached its peak.

             You were left in KCCG formal innerwear: a turtleneck shirt, cargo pants, and platform boots, all in jet black. KCCG was very monotonous. You noticed Taehyung seemed to have taken off his coat as well. His innerwear was nothing different from yours except that he was wearing a pair of patent leather boots.

             This was the first time you had seen him without his coat.

             You have always seen him in that white coat. Given that he was under Director Jung’s division, you didn’t bump into him frequently – or else you would’ve had the chance to witness him in mission state. Rosé, however, was under the same division as him which explained her friendliness towards him.

             Come to think of it, this was the first time you were having a meal with Taehyung. Just the two of you. Of course, you have had dinners with him, but they were joined by your colleagues as well. Most of the time, it was just company dinners or some other celebrations. That, too, you never really try to talk to him during those occasions because you would either be with Jimin or your squad members.

             Squad was a very essential thing in KCCG, and it was divided into two categories, operation squad and mentoring squad. Operation squads usually consisted of powerful and strongest investigators derived from Special Cases, Associate Special Cases, and First Classes. This kind of squad was liable for disbandment as it was not a permanent group. Operation squads could exist due to any calling for it from the higher-ups and cease when the operation was finished, not subject to success or failure. 

             Mentoring squad was a permanent squad. Once a person earned the title of ghoul investigator after graduating from the training academy, he or she would be sorted into a squad. Squad sorting would be determined by the division directors’ evaluations. Once sorted into a squad, one was bound to stick in it forever unless changes were made. In any KCCG function, the seating plan was according to squads. It was a rare case for a squad to have changing members because if there were to be any problem, it was to be solved within the squad itself, according to the leader’s orders and commands.

             It was also a rare case for the higher-ups to be involved in the matter of squad and you happened to be one of the rare cases.

             “I heard Namjoon removed you from Jimin’s squad.”

             You looked at him with wide eyes, unsure as to how to reply to him.

             If that’s what you heard, then you aren’t wrong, was what you wanted to reply with but decided against it.

             Avoiding eye contact, you forced out a nod. Way too many people have come to you and asked that. You were getting sick of it. Most of them would continue to pin you as the problem. You didn’t have the heart to tell the truth… Just because. Taehyung only hummed as he leaned back into his seat with arms crossed on his chest. You squirmed in your seat uncomfortably under his gaze.

             “Jimin is my soulmate.” He announced suddenly. The charming, gentlemanly aura was long gone as it was now replaced with a cold, aloof character.

             His sudden disclosure about Jimin was met with a puzzled look on your face. “I… See?”

             It was his turn to look astounded. A hint of annoyance was evident in his voice as he continued. “I’m glad you are not in his squad anymore. You’re way too close to him for a childhood friend.”

             Blinking, you were very much confused but slowly, you asked, “Are you jealous…?”

             “What– Of course not!” He quickly retorted. “As if someone like you could make me jealous.”

             You badly wanted to roll your eyes but decided against it as you sighed. “I hope you’re not getting the wrong idea, but I have no desire for Investigator Park. I don’t have any feelings for him if that’s what you’re mad for…”

             “And I didn’t know you and Investigator Park are soulmates,” you awkwardly added as your hands fidgeted under the table. Never in your life would want to make someone feel insecure or be a threat to someone’s sacred bond and you most definitely didn’t want to be a homewrecker.

             You liked Taehyung, and you have a crush on him, but would you even call it a crush? You liked pretty things and he happened to be one of the world’s wonders.

             “I like pretty things.”

             “And? Why are you telling me that?”

             Because I feel the need to assure you in whatever way possible.

             You sighed. “Investigator Park is majestically pretty and so are you. It’s just a silly attraction, but I promise you I don’t have any romantic feelings for the two of you.”

             “Do you have a soulmate?” He suddenly asked.

             Taken aback, you blinked at him, “No.”

             The subtle look of shock didn’t go unnoticed by you, but he was quick to be apathetic. “Therefore, I don’t trust you.”

             “Up to you…” You looked away defeatedly with yet another sigh.

             You didn’t blame him for not trusting, honestly. You completely understood where he was coming from, but you would very much want to justify yourself with the fact that you’ve been with Jimin since kids and that if you have feelings for him, you would’ve been rejected before you could even confess. 

             Maybe that was why you didn’t justify yourself. Your reasons were not helpful to the situation at all.

             The Samgyeopsal and Jokbal you had ordered finally arrived along with a few bottles of Soju. The worker set up the grill and you immediately began to prepare to cook the meats. When the grill finally reached the desirable heat, you carefully placed each piece on top of the hot grill pan. Taehyung quietly helped you along as he got himself a pair of tongs.

             “You like photography?” He broke the silence with the sudden question.

             He seemed like the type of person that couldn’t handle quietness. You cast a side eye at him. He gave you a bored face as he jutted out his chin at the camera bag next to you. You slowly nodded but then you continued to cook up the meats when Taehyung fell silent again.

             “Show me your skill.” He finally spoke again after moments of silence.

             “What…” You gave him a dirty look. If it was someone else, you would’ve complied immediately, not questions. If it was anyone else, you wouldn’t have dared to do so, but Taehyung stopped wearing his gentleman mask. If he found no reason to be a gentleman around you, you surely should not have any reason to keep up with your good-girl image around him.

             Or at least that was what you told yourself.

             You got that unfamiliar sense of comfort around him. Although he was very much hostile towards you when he told you about Jimin, other than that, he treated you normally. You found yourself to be more expressive and open to him. It wasn’t Investigator V that was present here with you.

             It was Kim Taehyung.

             “My camera is full of your soulmate.”

             “You take pictures of me too.”

             “Is that a statement?”

             “Yes.”

             Surrendering, you put down your tongs. Your camera bag on your right was dark, hueless; black with your signature, and a small Lotus next to it, embedded in the fabric. It was given by Minghao as a birthday present for you. Taking the camera out of its shelter, you turned it on and searched for some pictures of him. 

             Truthfully, there were quite a number of his pictures in the camera. You thought you had transferred it to your computer. They were pictures of the latest photoshoot for KCCG weekly magazine. This week, Taehyung and his squad were featured in the magazine so, as you have been doing religiously, you attended the photoshoot. 

             You showed him the pictures. He casually took the camera away from your grasp. Well, he looked like he was experienced in holding a camera, so you didn’t panic. You picked up your tongs again as you continued cooking the meat and putting the cooked ones in your bowl and Taehyung’s as he mindlessly went through your camera’s gallery. 

             “Not bad,” Taehyung mumbled with a playful smirk tugging on his lips.

             Heat crept up to your face as you felt your face getting warm. Although that didn’t sound like a genuine compliment, it was the first feedback you ever received from someone that viewed your pictures. You let Jimin look through your gallery occasionally, but he never said anything about the pictures.

             Taehyung was intrigued. He was amazed by the pictures you have taken of him. Glancing at you through his lashes, he saw you smiling. An endearing smile as your eyes shone with a gleam of adoration. He caught himself smiling together with you but quickly wiped it away as he continued going through your camera until the end. There were pictures of Jimin's solo shoot for the 2nd Ward monthly magazine. 

             He always thought his soulmate would make a good model but after seeing your photos, maybe it was better Jimin wasn’t a model. The modelling industry would be under his feet instantly. Your pictures of him proved how majestically beautiful Jimin was. 

             Click!

             He heard a shot was taken. “What are you doing?”

             “Taking pictures of the food…?” You replied.

             He frowned as if you did something very offensive towards him. “Shouldn’t you include the person you’re eating with too?”

             Are you serious? “Whose rule is that?”

             “Mine.”

             Rolling your eyes, you continued to snap more pictures. “Shut up and eat before they get cold.”

             Taehyung brought the camera to his eye level. You were still busy trying to get the perfect angle and lighting for the pictures, and he silently clicked a photo.

             You looked perfectly flawless – or maybe it was just his skill or the camera.

             He slowly angled the camera to his eye level again as he intended to take another picture but as he was looking through the camera lens, you were already staring at him with a boring look. “Taking my pictures now?”

             “Jokes on you, I was taking pictures of the food.”

             “Jokes on you, do you think I’m stupid?” You retorted but couldn’t help the small laugh that followed shortly after. “Give that here.”

             He gave you puppy eyes, but you quickly turned him down as you narrowed your eyes at him. Surprisingly, he surrendered with a pout. He looked like a sad puppy as he picked up his chopsticks to himself some meats. 

             Bringing the camera to your eye, you prompted him. “Look here.” 

             Click!

             A picture of him munching on the meat, luscious lips pouting. The flavour of the meat burst in his mouth as he savoured the food, eyes widened in pleasure.

             You couldn’t contain your laugh as you reviewed the picture you just took. “You look cute.”

             If you weren’t so busy with the camera, you would’ve seen the way his eyes widened as blood rushed to his face, cheeks flushed from your compliment. He didn’t know why he reacted in such a way but something about you complimenting him so nonchalantly must’ve caught him off guard.

             The two of you continued bickering from him urging you to delete the pictures to you nagging about the foods getting cold because of the never-ending bickering and Taehyung that doesn’t seem to want to stop. You shoved pieces of meat together with lettuce into his mouth to shut him up. But as if that stopped him. He continued to babble to the point he drifted into some random topic. You only listened to him while you cook up more meats for him. 

             It was as if the two of you were close friends.

             Taehyung fed you meats in between his random speech and having food offered right in front of you, who wouldn’t open their mouth automatically? Surely not you, hence your lips parted every time food was offered to you by Taehyung. Sometimes, you would pick up the meat off the grill and immediately offer it to him after blowing away some steam. 

             It felt so natural.

             For him to feed you. For you to feed him. For you to listen to him as he went through from KCCG matter to some personal stories and random thoughts. 

             It naturally happened. 

             It naturally happened to the point you found yourself downing bottles of Soju mindlessly, definitely going over your drinking limit. You were a light drinker, but you didn’t care as you let the alcoholic drink continue to enter your system. 

             Taehyung looked at you. He was far from being drunk, for whatever reason. But he has the decency to remind you as he took away the bottle of Soju from your hand. “I think that’s enough of Soju for you, (Y/N).”

             You could only whine in response, grumpily picking up your chopsticks again and shoving a few leftover slices of meat into your mouth. 

             “Aigo, (Y/N),” a soft voice cooed. 

             Taehyung and you simultaneously turned towards the voice – even though you were not exactly functioning well, your sense was surprisingly still functioning and able to pick up your surroundings.

             You seemed to recognise the lady as you whined in response. “Ajumma…”

             It was probably the restaurant’s owner.

             “Let’s stop here, okay?” The old lady came next to you as she caressed your shoulders gently. You mumbled something inaudible for her old hearing as you put down your utensils. 

             The lady looked at Taehyung as she asked. “Are you her boyfriend?”

             “No, I’m her colleag–”

             “He’s my friend!” You exclaimed; your head whipped so fast as you looked at the lady next to you, index finger shushing over your lips. “Ajumma, he’ll get maaad if you call him my boyfriend. He already has a soulmate!” You whispered – more like trying to – the last sentence in her ears.

             “Pull yourself together, (Y/N).” Taehyung shook his head as he heaved a heavy sigh.

             “It’s not often I get to see her like this.” She told him after chuckling softly. “You must be a special friend to her.”

             “Special?” He repeated with pure confusion.

             This was the first time you and he were having dinner together. 

             “When she comes here with her friends, she never gets drunk.” She remembered the times when you would not drink even a sip of those alcoholic beverages as you stuck with your usual Cola. Even when one of your friends offered you to drink, the invitation was politely refused by you and for sure you must’ve felt really bad for rejecting it. “So, for her to get drunk in front of you, she must’ve really trusted you a lot.”

             Your arms found their way as you circled the old lady’s figure. “Ajumma, I want a soulmate, too…” The sound of melancholy was apparent in your voice and certainly didn’t go unnoticed by the lady and even Taehyung. 

             Sighing pitifully, she caressed your head, “You’ll meet the one soon, honey.”

             You must’ve been so lonely, she thought.

             Finding a soulmate in today’s world is very crucial, but not everyone would find one. They would make one. In a world where the ghouls roamed around and blended in with the humans, one out of ten ghouls would have human as their soulmates and ghoul soulmates as the humans’, but not everyone was willing and ready to commit to someone who was not of their kind or more like they could not risk it.

             There was a reason for the establishment of both CCG and KCCG, after all.

             They were an anti-ghoul organisation. 

             Humans were not to get along with ghouls as they were considered monsters and existed for nothing but to cause chaos. CCG and KCCG made it their main purpose to exterminate the whole existence of ghouls as per their motto, to create a better world for humans, free from any danger. 

             That was why some people make their own soulmates. Modern technology and medicine paved the way for people who wanted to choose their own soulmates or run away from the ill-fated soulbond. Although some people still preferred the traditional way and pain-free because the alternative way was said to be painful and time-consuming as one must go through many procedures in order for a new desired soul bond to be established. 

             Expensive too. 

             Your eyes closed as you mumbled with sorrow. “What if I already meet them? But I don’t feel any connection with Mingyu and Minghao, but I love them, and they love me.”

             The old lady tried to recall the guys you mentioned, and it clicked rather quickly given the number of times she had seen you with them. Indeed, you were very close to them. They treated you earnestly, lovingly, and caringly to the point she had thought they were your destined lovers, but you had explained before that they weren’t.

             It was hard for even the lady to fathom the fact that they weren’t your soulmates too because she knew for a fact that your relationship with them was definitely not a normal one.

             How could three souls be very loving and inseparable but not soulmates?

             The three of you were one piece that was separated into three.

             “They have to be my soulmates…” 

             Taehyung’s eyebrow twitched at your last sentence. The unexplainable urge to shut your mouth was clouding his mind, but at least you passed out now. He was not really a fan of the whole soulmate system although he already has his own soulmates. He liked to be free. Free from commitments. His soulmates gave him the freedom he wanted, of course, but at the end of the day, he was still in a relationship that required his commitment.

             Or at least that was what he thought.

             What was it that had you desiring soulmates so badly? 

             Couldn’t you just wait for them to naturally come to you?

             You looked so desperate and pathetic.

             “Poor kid,” the lady kindly supported your head that was resting on her. The soft and gentle caresses on the side of your head never ceased and it irked Kim Taehyung. He has the urge to push away that hand and replace it with his but for his own good sake, he held himself back. “Young man, you can go home if you want to, I can handle her.”

             Her free hand went beneath her apron as she rummaged through her pocket for something. “Let me try to call Mingyu or Minghao…”

             God, if Taehyung wasn’t so close to pushing that old woman off you.

             Does she think he wouldn’t have the least amount of decency to bring her back home after having dinner with you?

             Does she not trust him even though she mentioned him being a special someone for you?

             Of course not.

             He just had dinner with you.

             For the first time.

             And it was the first time the owner had seen you with someone other than Mingyu and Minghao. Even if there were someone else, she would’ve recognised.

             She doesn’t trust him.

             But then again, he doesn’t trust the old lady as well.

             “No, it’s fine,” Taehyung said with his box smile, fighting back a snarl. “I can get her home.” He doesn’t need to justify himself as his aura spoke for him. He rounded the table to get to your side and practically snatched you from the lady’s hold. 

             His voice held finality as well as his action.

             Taehyung gently manoeuvred you into wearing your coat. Outside was cold and windy, he wouldn’t want you to freeze to death before you could even reach your home. When he was done keeping you warm securely, he carefully carried you on his back. Luckily neither you nor Taehyung brought own Quinque because it would’ve been a pain in the neck to carry it along at this moment. 

             There was one thing that was still a problem.

             He didn’t know where you live.

             The night was cold as Taehyung carried you on his back. Wind marched into the chilly picture blowing like a sneezing monster, peeling off the brown cadaverous leaves from the strangled tree branches. The night would chill anyone down to the bone, but Taehyung remained unfazed as he strode in the cold weather.

             The cold night breeze blew on your face, making you nuzzle into Taehyung’s neck in search of some warmth. Your body had picked up the spine-chilling temperature despite your mind being hazy from the alcohol. After some more snuggling, failure in search of perfect warmth, your eyes fluttered open. 

             Taehyung has very acute senses, you have come to notice that. Perhaps it was due to his years of being a ghoul investigator, but it still didn’t fail to amaze you as he spoke the second your eyes blinked open. 

             “You’re so heavy.”

             Processing his word, you narrowed your eyes at him – although he couldn’t see you or if his peripheral vision was wide enough to see you, “Literally no one asked you to carry me!” You chided.

             “I’ll let you fall,” he voiced with a minatory voice and that shut you up immediately.

             “Put me down properly, dude,” you finally spoke again after minutes of silence. You’d rather walk than be carried by him knowing the fact that he could drop you off anytime. The thought of falling was very much not entertaining at this moment. Taehyung didn’t hesitate to let you down. “That gentleman image was just for show, was it?”

             “I’m glad you’ve realised,” he brushed you off as he continued walking, leaving you behind.

             One time he was bearable, another time he was nothing but an arsehole.

             You rolled your eyes, “Ever since you told me Investigator Park is your soulmate,” and caught up with him. You didn’t notice how Taehyung had already slowed down his pace as now he was sauntering. He was waiting for you to at least walk next to him instead of getting out of breath with just a few quick steps. A smug grin paint itself on his face as he heard you whining and maffling.

             It was only today and just now that Taehyung finally has a moment with you. Alone. He would occasionally see you with Rosé after the working hour or maybe he actually noticed you during the photoshoots but didn’t bring himself to give extra care about you. 

             Telling you that Jimin was his soulmate was just an excuse. Heck, even the whole dinner was just an excuse. He never wanted to have dinner with you, he would not want to. He had agreed to Rosé because he saw it as an opportunity: a chance to push you away from Jimin. You were the problem in Jimin’s squad. A hindrance. He was nothing but glad and elated when Namjoon had done him a favour of removing you from Jimin’s squad – not quite directly but the complaints were very helpful, and he was very thankful to whoever filed those complaints against you.

             But a dinner with you was fun.

             He hated to admit that.

             You felt like a friend to him.

             “Look, if you don’t want to carry me, let me at least cling on your arm for some support.” You huffed; arms crossed.

             A scoff escaped his lips as he gave you a side glance, “You sure are something when you’re drunk, (Y/N),” but he still offered you his arm.

             He shouldn’t have done that, right? He should yank his arm away from you.

             But that moment never came. He didn’t feel the supposed emotion of anger or hatred bubbling when he was with you. Not even during the dinner just now. He told himself he was supposed to piss you off, embarrass you, and watch as you run out of the restaurant crying your heart out, be it tears of anger, humiliation, or even grief for the broken heart.

             He wanted you away from his soulmate and him.

             You should just be with your alleged soulmate.

             Maybe your bond was broken.

             Maybe you were soulless.

             But why did all those thoughts stir uneasiness in him?

             “How come you’re not drunk in the slightest?” You asked. The question had come out as slurring.

             “Because who will take care of you when you’re drunk.” That came out as a natural response, he didn’t even think of constructing some believable lies.

             You loured. “Lies. You don’t care whether or not I get drunk, and you certainly don’t care about the aftermath. You simply don’t get drunk.” 

             For one you were definitely sharp, he thought.

             Shrugging, he said in a boring tone. “Whatever makes you sleep at night.”

             You heard his tone, of course. So, you took it as a cue to shut your drunk self. Your tired eyes travelled down to the ground, watching as your steps matched with Taehyung’s. He definitely slowed down his pace. A small smile involuntarily tugged on your lips. Taehyung was soft despite the cold persona he had presented to you when he told you about Jimin. He was a guy overflowing with emotions but didn’t have a way to express them or at least had trouble doing so, hence he opted to suppress those emotions.

             Heaviness started to gather on your eyelids as you struggle to keep your eyes open. Your pace was becoming slower, and Taehyung noticed the drag. He slightly turned to look at you only to see you sleeping. Eyes closed, your eyelashes lay like veils upon your cheeks, lips slightly parted, and regulated and calm pattern on breathing. 

             You look divine.

             And if people were to pass by, they would think Taehyung was in love.

             “(Y/N)?” A voice thick with an accent called, drawing only Taehyung’s attention as you passed out again. A blondie. 

             Another voice jumped in, sounding very excited. “It’s really you!” A brunette. 

             Japanese?

             “Ah, she’s drunk,” The brunette said.

             The first voice that had called you turned to Taehyung, giving a slight bow, “Oh, sorry,” she apologised. “Are you (Y/N)’s boyfriend…?”

             You mumbled something gibberish and clung even harder to Taehyung’s arm, going as far as burying and hiding your face. Probably protecting your face from the harsh and cold wind. 

             “…n – not my boyfriend… I have boyfriends – Mhmph…” You were mumbling in Japanese as if your brain picked up the surroundings but not really functioning accordingly. He heard you clearly albeit it might sound gibberish to the others.

             “Ming…yuuu,” you slurred.

             And Taehyung decided he had enough of your shit.

             His hands immediately found the back of your knees as he scooped you into his arms causing a yelp to escape your throat but despite the sudden force, you still didn’t come to your sense, mind was still heavy and clouded by the bottles of Soju you just had. 

             He made a mental note to not let you drink anymore.

             Anymore?

             Would there be a next time? Was he hoping for another dinner with just you?

             “I apologise but she’s really out of it today,” pardoning on your behalf, the foreign language was fluent on Taehyung’s tongue as he put on his gentleman mask. “Are you perhaps her friends?”

             “Yes,” she answered enthusiastically. “I’ve never seen (Y/N) this drunk!”

             For a fact, this brunette looked really fascinated by you.

             The elegant-looking blondie pulled back her thrilled friend by her shoulder, whispering something that made the brunette’s eyes widen like plates. She backed a few steps from you and Taehyung but still, a sweet smile plastered on her face.

             The blonde cleared her throat, “We do not wish to hold you back any longer,” she said with the greatest formality and politeness she could muster. It sounded extremely formal in the language they were conversing in: Japanese.

             “We’ll meet again, Investigator V,” she bowed slightly, her smile wore the softest smile, but Taehyung could never overlook the mischievousness that shone in her eyes that was quick to disappear as fast as it had appeared. The girls then walked past Taehyung and you, heading towards the opposite way of where he was planning to head.

             Once your friends were completely out of the radar, Taehyung looked down at your sleeping face and then up ahead. He stood there for a solid two minutes before his lips slowly tugged into a smirk. “So, I wasn’t wrong…”

             “They are the transferred investigators.” He mused to himself.

             Namjoon had mentioned that CCG will station a few of their investigators at KCCG. He didn’t expect to have met them informally like that, but he most definitely didn’t expect them to blow their cover like that. He was grateful for his sharp sense.

             “What a shocking information, (Y/N),” he muttered under his breath. “You’re friends with ghouls.” 

             CCG has no reason to station ghouls in KCCG.

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paris in the rain || pjm [2]

pairing : bookstore owner!jimin x fem!reader

genre : angst, fluff, eventual smut, strangers to friends to lovers.

rating : pg-15

series summary : you hadn't expected to run into jimin, an unusually charming guy in the midst of love and peace, in paris. but here you were, falling for a man covered in the smell of old parchment and wine while also recovering from the traumatic experiences of your past. your work stay in paris, which you had took on for a change of atmosphere, changes every nook of your life.

chap word count : 5.8k

chap warnings : swearing. i made up an imaginary author and her imaginary works ;) there's lil angst — talks about cheating, mentions of nudity (in a painting)

a/n 1 : this one took a little longer than expected but i am sure you will love it because there is a lot of jimin in here :) and also tae and hobi hehe. its still lowkey and the plot is kinda building so umm, enjoy the vibes?? anyways. please lmk what y'all think about it haha.

a/n 2 : a big thanks to the dearest @jjkeverlast for helping me by beta-ing this chapter <33

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"Y/N?" Jimin says as he regards you with the surprise of a bud which has just bloomed.

Hoseok looks between you both, yet again and goes wide eyed as he exclaims in a little shrill voice,

"You know her?"

"Yes."

He is smiling at you, truly. You can't help but return it back. You wiggle your eyebrows a bit and just nod back in greeting, opting to look back at Hoseok. Or else you'd just keep on staring at his smile, spellbound.

"Why is that surprising for you?" You ask him.

"Let me guess. One, cause he barely knows anyone around here and second, cause hey, you just moved in didn't you?" He holds out his arm, palm facing upwards as if trying to make you realize the obvious.

Jimin makes an unfunny sound and you let out a small giggle as he quips back, rather disappointedly.

"We ran into each other the other day, not that you'd know given you were too busy being a pain in my ass."

Hoseok's jaw drops to the floor as you laugh out loud, finally.

"Okay, rude."

You just stand there awkwardly, trying to stop laughing and gaze around the store to make it look like you weren't giving them attention as their bickering seemed to get a little too personal.

"Anyways," Hoseok says after a second of an intense glaring session with Jimin, "Your accidental run-in here wants the books you are holding in your hands."

"Oh yeah, that would be me."

Jimin looks at you and smiles, visibly lessening his irritation a little. "Right, because I really thought from when did this man," he points at Hoseok smugly, "start to think about the location of books he hadn't heard of."

"Oh yeah, you finally started it?" Hoseok shoves his hands in his pocket and stands up straight, ready to move away after a single word.

"What?"

"Thinking." and he walks to the desk with the snide remark and not even a last glance whereas Jimin just stares at him with his lips parted in mock offense and you try to control your laughter which still leaves your mouth in short bursts of amusement.

"Ignore him." he directs his words towards you, with a seething look towards Hoseok.

"Mhm. Sure." You smile funnily and he starts moving.

You follow him to the end of the aisle from where you just came, and he sets the books on the pre existing pile of books. You observe the way his blonde hair sticks to his forehead and the nape of his neck, a little wet due to the rain – the way his cream sweater fits around his torso, a little snug but enough to indicate that he is built, if not bulky. Your eyes trail down and before you can even register the fit of his pants around his thighs and his ass-

"I hope Hoseok didn't bother you much."

His voice snaps you out of your daze and you look up at him to see his eyes trained on the books sincerely. If you wouldn't have been so embarrassed by checking him out so shamelessly, you would have noticed a faint pink creeping up his neck under the blonde tresses.

"No no he didn't. He was an absolute treat to be with."

He was, indeed. You were nervous about meeting new people. Hell, you were even nervous about communicating with the shopkeepers you needed to interact with. But Hoseok made it easy for you from the moment you set foot inside the shop. For the briefest hour you spent in his company, you felt as if the dream you had expected Paris to be had returned in front of you with flashing colors of the sun in the rain. You saw Paris just like it had been romanticized by the media, and you didn't want to step out to face the reality.

"Ah, I'm glad." Jimin still doesn't look at you, but you can see the ghost of a smile lingering over his lips, causing one to form over yours instinctively.

"These are the ones you wanted. And I must say, the ones you have already collected and are now going to collect, show you have a pretty good taste." He finally looks at you while pointing at the books and you flush wildly.

People have always been quick at disregarding your likings. Even if they were as mere as taste in books you read. Your choice has always been questioned. So when someone you don't know praises, and validates your choice with such sincerity, your heart warms to an extent completely immeasurable.

"You think so?"

"Of course, Y/N."

And that's when it dawns upon you that he didn't only remember you as the person he had run into, he remembered your name. One that you had mentioned in a fleeting moment of haste, and incoherent mumbling, he remembered it. Sure, the same happened with his name. But you had a reason to remember him, as he was one of the very first people you had met when you moved. You on the other hand, were just a random passerby too lost to see her way.

"I see people buy and go through books every day. So when I say that your taste is good, trust me, I know what I'm saying." he finally gives you that eye smile and you almost sigh with relief at his words.

"Thank You, Jimin."

His eyes brighten up as if he too, like you, was not expecting you to remember his name.

Too nervous to hold eye contact with him, you look towards the books and take a battered copy of The Great Gatsby in your hand, going through the dog-eared pages and splatters of blue ink on the edges of the pages. Your heart swells as you realize it's a used copy, which means you'll get an insight into someone else's life, without judgment, without embarrassment, just love and excitement.

Jimin takes it as an opportunity to leave you to yourselves, his smile deflating a little. He almost moves when Hoseok appears in the aisle.

"Dear friends," he continued with an exaggerated flourish,"I am ordering food, would you like some?"

You look away from the book and towards Jimin as he seems deep in thought, mulling over the difficult decision of deciding what food he would like to eat.

"Whatever you have, Hoseok." he sighs at last. Hoseok just shakes his head disappointedly.

"And you, Y/N?"

"Huh? Me?"

Jimin laughs beside you.

"He did say friends didn't he? You are one of them."

"Oh, right."

You look between them as they laugh at your nervous state, now lessening in their warm presence.

"But I'd rather not have anything" you begin and they turn their faces to argue,"because I already told Hoseok I have some errands to run, and I really do. So I'll be leaving."

"Bummer." Hoseok says and you give him a tight lipped smile.

"Yeah, just ring these up for me." you carry a stack of three in your hands, directing his attention to the previous ones already sprawled out on the floor.

"I will. Hobi you can order the food." Jimin chimes in and you almost jump at the enthusiasm in his tone.

Hoseok just eyes him warily before sludging towards the desk with a groan.

Jimin follows him gladly and you join the train too, walking behind him timidly as he walks with a weird air of happiness. He ends up standing behind the counter and sets the books in front of him as he takes one in hand and scans its code. All this time, you do nothing but stare at him and the pretty bracelet adorning his lithe wrist. It was a customized silver bracelet with the word ‘Mimi’ engraved on it.

“Is Mimi your nickname?” You ask out loud. Your eyes widen as you realize you were prying into a stranger’s life and his eyes widen too at the unexpected question.

“Huh? Uh yes. My mom gave it to me.”

You smile and he flushes embarrassingly.

"I know it's stupid but sh-"

"It's cute."

His mouth goes agape and you beautifully see pink creep up his neck and dusting his cheek. He closes his mouth and opens it again, trying to come up with a response but fails. You yourself were shocked you said it, but it's true. And you might just love watching his flustered state.

"Really, Jimin. I mean it."

"I- Thank You."

A comfortable silence sits around you, even though you want to pierce the silent blanket. He types something on the keyboard and out pops a receipt from the printer, stating your total. The mood around you both is calm and a small, unknown smile plays on your lips, as well as his.

"You're buying The Last Home now? Isn't the next book coming out in like two months?"

Your eyes light up when he mentions your favorite series, already holding the second volume in his hands to pack it.

"Yes. That's why I'm catching up on it again. You see, I lost some of my books back home, so I'm buying this one now. I've read it though. It's just I am so excited for the next book, I couldn't wait to grab this one when I saw it. I love the author so much. She always writes such immacula-" you notice him looking at you with interest, his eyes holding awe and amusement and realize you had been rambling.

"Sorry. I didn't realize I was rambling." you say meekly.

"No no no, continue, please. I want to know how much you like my favorite author." He laughs.

"Wait. Kristine is your favorite too?"

Kristine Rodriguez, the author of one of your most favorite books. She hadn't written many, and wasn't well known but you believed in her more than yourself. Her series, Home was a trilogy and The Only Home was the last one.

"Of fucking course. I think she might be one of the very few authors who writes about socio-political issues in romance books so well. I don't even know how she thinks that."

"Right? So amazing. I especially liked when she sarcastically used it to taunt the system."

"The way Claire is portrayed as a character so relatable I-" your phone goes off as the contact of your neighbor stares back at you. Jimin stops speaking immediately and before you can even pick up the call, it cuts and a notification chimes in.

Lily (11:57 am) : That missed call was on purpose. And a reminder that my parcel will come in v soon.

Lily (11:57 am) : I am so sorry for bothering u Y/N.

Lily (11:58 am) : And thank you babes. I owe you.

"Oh fuck."

"What happened?" Jimin seems concerned and you immediately wave it off.

"Nothing, just. I had to collect this parcel for my neighbor and I completely forgot. I'll have to run now." you say dismissively as you pay and collect the two bags he gives you.

"Thank god. I was scared that something went down."

He was? Why? You both had just met and were practically strangers. Your heart swells but you are way too distracted to dwell on it.

"Oh no, don't worry." and you move to the door.

"Bye, Jimin. And bid Hoseok goodbye on my behalf too."

"Yeah, bye Y/N. See you later." he shouts out just before the door closes behind you.

See. Him. Later?

Yeah you were in deep shit now.

Even though you and Taehyung had agreed to meet tonight, something seemed off. And it bothered you, a lot.

It was already 5:55 pm and you were eagerly waiting to hear from him. Usually, he jumps around a lot whenever there is a plan made but this time, there is dead silence on his side. You tried to reason it with the lack of enthusiasm from your side, but no. That can't be it because he is generally a forgiving person.

You were waiting in your living room, wearing a blue sundress and a creme cardigan. You were not dressed too extravagantly, partially because you didn't know where he was taking you and partially because you wanted to be comfortable.

One thing which you suddenly realize is that a week has passed since your arrival and Taehyung still hasn't mentioned the date you were supposed to pay for.

Odd.

Because it's highly unlikely of him to miss an opportunity to tease you, or annoy you.

All these thoughts go to the drain when your doorbell rings, indicating his presence. You open the door to find him wearing loose black pants and a pink cardigan with puppies on it?

Shirtless?

"Where the fuck are we going Taehyung?"

"The Louvre."

Ah, then the outfit makes sense. Yours, not his.

"You're dressed like a hoe."

"Dress like the ones you aspire to attract." You roll your eyes at his half ass humor.

"And also because I am one." He flashes his boxy grin and you laugh.

"Now that's better. But don't encourage the hoes cause you've got one already." You say as you grab your purse and turn off the lights.

"We are getting late, Y/N. Hurry up."

You furrow your eyebrows a little but nevertheless lock your door and turn to face him, already walking towards the elevator.

"Late for what?" You ask as you follow him quickly.

"The cab is waiting downstairs, nothing much."

"Didn't bring your car?"

"Didn't feel like driving."

He makes a tsk sound and buries his hands in his pockets while staring straight ahead as the doors close. You whirl around on your feet and face the same direction as him, a bit confused at his behavior.

The Louvre.

Many might say it's the place to lose yourself to art, to dive into the intricacies of emotions woven together to form pieces alluring eyes alike. You knew that these statements had to come from some form of truth, but little did you know they were just the half truth.

The place was magnificent, nothing less of the grandeur it had been praised for. The sun filtered softly over the vast area as it neared the horizon steadily and the glass pyramid standing there, in all its glory, shone like the doors to heaven might if they had been graced by the entrance of an angel.

You were walking slowly, beside Taehyung, as your head moved on its own accord, trying to absorb everything around you.

There were people bustling in and out with glee and solemnity. It was after days that the city was seeing an hour with no rain and soft sun, and it seemed like everyone was reveling in it.

"How do you like the 'surprise'?" Taehyung speaks up.

"Not too bad. But you know, I was planning to visit this week anyway so it's not like you took me to someplace unreachable."

"You should learn how to be grateful." he looks at you with disappointment and betrayal.

You laugh at his face and quickly loop your hand through his arm, his palm stuffed into his pocket.

"I'm kidding. I love that you brought me here."

"Hmm. That's better."

Both of you sport a small smile and walk towards the entrance, entranced by the place.

The area was littered with people, art enthusiasts and mere tourists alike. A horde of them gathered in bunches all across the hall, in front of different counters and receptions, leading to different sections of the museum. You looked up and saw the sun seeping in through the glass covering of the pyramid, forming shapes and shadows on the floor, reflecting off the slanted panels of the structure.

"It's so beautiful." you whisper.

"But so crowdy."

You snort.

"Is that even a word, Tae?"

"I don't care. You got what I meant."

"Yeah." You sigh.

It sure was crowded. As soon as you thought that, a group of people blocked your path, led by a man carrying a flag which had something written in German, hard for you to decipher. It was a tourist group, that much was understood.

There were some escalators taking you to the upper storeys, and up ahead two major divisions were made, "Expositions" and "Exhibitions". The roof, which was not a part of the pyramid, had a false ceiling wherein inverted triangles were carved out, with a light fitting at the top vertex.

You both continue into the museum, silently, in awe.

Up until a point, off white, yellowish light washed the whole area. But then, bright white light shines on you and you come in front of an archway, with the sign 'Pavillon de l'Horloge'. A bunch of paintings decorated the entrance, and two stairways went up from either side, both a part of two different archways, which were a bit smaller than the main one.

"Pavillon Sully. The center of the western wing of the Cour Carrée we are in." Taehyung informs you.

"Feels like a dream."

"Which is very much real."

A lovely couple passes by at that exact moment, hand in hand, step in step, heart in heart. At that moment, they looked more refreshing than the art around you, because of the aura of love they exuded. A thought strikes you and you increase the pace of your steps, catching up with Taehyung who had gone a bit ahead.

"Hey."

"Yeah?" He pauses and turns back.

"When are you going on that date? I'd like to know when you will beg me for my money." You wink at him and pull him aside, not stopping the traffic.

You look around and find yourself partially hidden by a statue, placed in the corner of a large hall with a variety of similar structures and paintings. You smile a little at the magnificence of the place and look back at Taehyung.

"About that."

"Hmm?"

"We broke up."

Oh.

What?

He seemed so excited just a week ago.

You look up at him and see that he was unwilling to make eye contact. He was nervous, a trait of his you got to know over time. His face had fallen and the sparkle of his eyes had faded.

You were bad at comforting people, but looking at him seeming so down, and hurt, panged your chest. You bring up a hand and gingerly rub his forearm, lightly, to let him know you were there.

"Yeah. Just a few days ago, actually." he whispers into nothingness, jutting his chin out and looking up at the roof.

"What happened?" you ask slowly, cautiously, retracting your hand to give him space if he would like to retreat from the conversation.

"It's, it's complicated."

His voice is strained and you feel your heart crack at the vulnerability in his voice.

"Tae, you know I am here for you. Whenever you feel like talking to me." You give him an awkward, reassuring smile, not knowing what to say, or what to do.

"Angel, she," he inhales shakily, and exhales, completely broken,"she cheated on me."

The room shifts at his words and suddenly you are standing in the cold Seoul air, on the road in front of your old apartment. The entrance opens and you see yourself walking out with marks of dried tears on your cheeks and a bag full of trash, belongings of him.

A gust of cool air from the overhead Aircon brings you back to earth and your eyes burn to look at the man in front of you, face sullen and fingers twitching nervously at his sides, looking so defeated.

"Tae-"

"I don't really want to talk about it right now, Y/N." he whispers and looks at you with a stoic face, but his eyes plead to you nevertheless.

"It's, it's okay. But I am here for you, Tae. Even though I might not be the best person to talk to-" he laughs a little and you smile,"I can at least listen."

"Yeah, yeah I know. Thank You."

You mindlessly reach for his hand and take his palm in yours, noticing how sweaty it was even in the cold room. You instantly intertwine your fingers with his and squeeze his hand, to reassure him. The gesture brings a smile on his face and your heart calms down, witnessing the slight curve of his lips.

The soft light of the hall illuminates his saddened features. A petal falls off from the cage of roses you had encased your heart in, on seeing his misery and you immediately flick your eyes away from his face, glazing them across your surroundings to stop the withering of your heart due to the rush of memories which was catching on to you.

Taehyung, as if sensing your discomfort, jokes about the headless statue beside you, with wings wide open and shoulders dropped. It was meant to be funny, the way he said that he wouldn't have to deal with the pain of hangovers but all your mind could decipher was 'hangovers'.

Alcohol, and the pang in your chest grew more.

You grace him with a hearty smile, to ease the air which seems to comfort him and he lets out a relieved sigh. You tug at his hand and move yourself away from the secluded corner, back to the museum's grandeur.

"What are your thoughts on this?"

You and Taehyung had wandered off into an area with a horde of paintings lined on the wall, and a number of admirers just staring at them with admiration, taking photos, or laughing at some of the weird interpretations.

"This one?" You ask him as you point towards the painting diagonally to you.

It depicted two young men deep in conversation, leaned towards one another, in the countryside playing instruments. With them were two naked women, one of them sitting on the grass beside them, turned away from the viewer and the other serving water from a marble basin, in the viewer's straight sight. In the backdrop, lush meadows and a waterfall stream can be seen.

The Pastoral Concert.

"It looks like painted poetry. I mean, the men seem unfazed by the close proximity of the nude women, indulging in the music and their talks. The background adds to the effect, given it shows the lush environment so beautifully that one might get distracted by it."

"Like, pastoral poetry, singing about the beauty of the natural world. And the lute in the picture might refer to the shepherds and their famous way of poetry." Taehyung continues and you look at your hands still intertwined.

"But with a tinge of melancholy." You finish for him.

"Where's the sadness?"

"In the picture? I can't find it. But I assume the women are sad? As the men are not paying attention to them. Or the men are so ridden with misery that they are not able to look at the beauty around them? Maybe the women are nymphs from one of the caves we can see behind, who knows? But I feel there's something in the piece which does not allude to happiness." you speak while staring at the painting, a frown etched on your face.

"Because of course, when there is beauty, we always tend to ignore the pain." Taehyung says softly and you look up at him with wide eyes.

"That's true." You whisper when you realize he had been referring to the past, of you both, his more immediate than yours.

He squeezes your hand and you both laugh again. At this point you lost count of the number of times you both laugh just to ease the atmosphere.

Your head whirls around the room to take in new things when a head catches your attention and your eyes lock in place.

Did he literally mean 'See you later'? Because no way were you looking at Jimin, a few steps away from you, staring back at you with wide eyes. The scene was similar to the one you were in just that morning.

He was donning an off white button down with an indecent amount of buttons left open, letting you a peek of his chest and midriff. You almost groan internally on seeing the golden skin shine in the light. His blonde hair was still frayed over his forehead, but they seemed a little permed. A singular earring dangled from his left ear, making its way to his jawline and hitting the sharp structure with elegance. His jeans were black, fitted perfectly around his legs, accentuating his thighs deliciously.

Why was he dressed like this? It was a goddamn museum.

He looked like a siren, with his crescent eyes and full lips, inviting one and all. The call was alluring, and you willed your legs to not move.

Even though he was attracting all eyes, his were caught in headlights. They flicked once between you and Taehyung and you might have seen something similar to a shock flash through them. Before you can even dwell on it, or give him a smile as a greeting, Taehyung's voice cuts through the haze.

"You look like shit."

"Excuse me? I look amazing." you quip back without second thought, whipping your head to seethe at his face, noticing he had turned a little.

"Debatable."

"Then proceed?"

He turns a little and discreetly points a thumb in Jimin's direction.

"In front of that," and then points towards your outfit,"this is shit."

You stumble for words as you realize what he was trying to imply.

"I am not trying to get his attention or something. I know him already."

"Really? Cause you look like you'd jump his bones any chance you get."

"Shut up Taehyung." you slap his arm, pulling your hand away from him, and turn to look at Jimin, only to see that he was nowhere to be found.

Your head frantically whips around the room, trying to locate a mess of blonde hair and–

"Wow, he's got some good cake there."

Taehyung was staring straight at Jimin's ass, who was now in the opposite direction to the one you first saw him in, retreating towards the corner with someone by his side, someone you recognise.

"Now you look like you'll jump his bones." you snidely say and wink at him.

Taehyung just laughs and waves off your comment, mumbling something like 'I might, okay'.

You wonder why Jimin had gone away after explicitly seeing you, even making eye contact with you. Your eyebrows furrow a little as you look in his direction, to see him staring at a painting softly, looking so angelic and at peace. Hoseok takes some pictures by his side, of the paintings or of Jimin's, who knows?

You had wanted to go ahead and greet him, but seeing that he purposefully dodged you and your sight, you were hesitant to go forward.

Regardless, when you are with Taehyung, you're hardly able to think as he pulls you towards them.

"Is he a friend of Hoseok's?" he asks you, excitedly.

"You know him?"

"Uh huh. Through a friend."

You let out an 'ooh' and begrudgingly follow him till the end of the room.

The soft padding of footsteps makes both the men turn towards you, and you fist your hands to not get nervous on something so trivial. Why were you getting anxious over meeting the same people you spent your whole morning with?

The men in front of you stand still, several emotions flashing through their face before they settle on one, amused. Hoseok smiles big enough to challenge the lights in the room and Jimin's eyebrows raise up as a soft, lopsided smile plays on his lips.

"Hey, Taehyung." Hoseok exclaims loudly, enough so that a few heads turn in your direction, and engulfs Taehyung in a bear hug.

"When did you come back to the city?" Taehyung asks him and Hoseok groans.

"A few months ago. And to be honest, I'd like to return rather than having to work under him." he points at Jimin.

"You can resign whenever you want. I can use the extra money that I waste as your salary." Jimin grumbles at him and Hoseok scoffs playfully.

"As if the shop would survive even a day without me. Ha."

"Did well for the last whole year."

"Yeah but now you've got lazy as fuck and–"

"Guys." You interrupt their rising bickering and they both look at you like kids, who were caught while fighting over whose toys are the best.

"Hi." you idiotically wave at them and the smile is back on both of them, Jimin's rather shy and ashamed.

"Hey Y/N. Didn't see you there. You and Taehyung know each other?" Hoseok exclaims, yet again.

"Yeah, yeah we do." Taehyung answers for you, in the softest way possible.

"Oh that's great. You two–"

"By the way, I'm Jimin. Hoseok's friend or you could say, temporary boss." Jimin cuts Hoseok off with a laugh and extends his hand towards Taehyung.

Taehyung happily clasps his rather small hand in his big ones and politely shakes them,introducing himself and looking up at him with awe in his eyes. Seems like whoever meets Jimin are immediately pulled towards him, like a moth drawn to a flame.

He looks at you and you nod your head at him, him returning the gesture politely and waving a little. Taehyung sees this and starts wringing his hands together, and you already know he is planning some trouble.

"You look amazing, man. Y/N was–"

"Was saying that I know you guys and he was curious as to how." you finish for him instead, with a sickly sweet smile.

Both of them don't seem to notice the slip up Taehyung almost caused and you mentally sigh, nudging the man beside you with your elbow and a grumbled curse. He just laughs and throws his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in.

Jimin flicks his eyes between you both once more, before settling on Hoseok's face with a pleasant expression.

"She moved in recently, a few blocks away from the bookstore. Came in today to buy some books and that's how we know each other." Hoseok answers Taehyung.

"The bookstore as in the one Jimin owns, and I work at – Mimi's Dream." he continues and points at Jimin with both hands.

"The name sounds familiar." Taehyung wonders and looks up at the ceiling.

"If you have been around the area then you might have heard it."

"Maybe." He looks at you and you just shake your head, praying he doesn't remember the phone call you had the first day you came there. You can't trust Taehyung to know what to say, and especially when he has the golden ticket to embarass you.

You can feel Jimin staring at your profile but you don't dare look back at him, to avoid melting to the floor under the heat of his gaze. He was like an enigma, speaking chosen words, impacting you the same with each of them. You knew his gaze was soft, not intimidating as of yet. But you didn't want to feel the cloudy, sugary feeling that came with it, with the hint of spice as the allure rolled off him in waves.

"You guys should join us this weekend." Hoseok chirps in suddenly, breaking your chain of thoughts.

"Where?"

"One of our friends has his photography exhibition on Saturday, and we are meant to bring a plus one." Jimin explains.

"Yeah, Jungkook's had many of them and let me tell you, that guy has talent. I think you both will enjoy it." Hoseok excitedly adds.

"Is this the same Jungkook I know? Your college mate?" Taehyung enquires and he confirms his suspicion with a loud exclamation.

"Ooh yeah that kid has potential. What do you say Y/N?" He looks at you and you reply without second thought.

"I don't have anything better to do on Saturday," given that Taehyung's date has been cancelled now. But you don't add that piece of information."So yeah, this does sound exciting."

Everyone lights up brighter than the sun, and you can visibly see Jimin almost jumping on his toes. Faint traces of color grace his face and a wide smile becomes the cherry on top.

"Great. You can be my date." He suddenly directs the statement towards you, eyes immediately going wide as he realizes he said that out loud. "I mean, you know, we are meant to bring a plus one, so you both will have to accompany us individually, yeah? Only if it's okay." He adds quickly, with sprinkles of embarrassment.

Wow.

All night, he seemed to be inviting you in wordlessly, by unknowing stares and mindless words. But at this moment, the invite was explicit, stated clearly. And who were you to deny such amazing company?

"Sure. We can go together." you say, rather breathlessly, convincing yourself that you were not back to your school years, when your crush had asked you out for the prom.

Jimin smiles at you, the same way he had when you had praised his bracelet, and the petal which had fallen from the rose cage of your heart, grows back.

"Perfect. Taehyung, I am sure we are going to outdo all these pairs over there." Hoseok wiggles his eyebrows at Taehyung who laughs heartily.

"Damn right we are going to, my man." They both do an extravagant handshake and bump their chests together.

"I hope you guys know we are going to an exhibition and not a match." Jimin smiles at them with a sarcastic voice, laced with an innocent smile.

"Hello? We are very passionate okay?"

You laugh at Taehyung's comment and pull him back from Hoseok, with a hand on his cardigan.

"Well, isn't that just what we wanted to hear." you grimace and he straightens up with a wide ass grin which you wish to wipe off for no reason.

The Louvre, a place for minds and passions alike, seems to dissolve into nothing around you as you take in the man in front of you, as realization dawns upon you.

You were going to be his date.

He had asked you to be his date.

And now he was looking at you with a gleam in his eyes and a shine in his smile and a vile in his style and you think you should stop thinking.

"So, we will meet on Saturday?" Jimin's airy voice redirects you to the conversation you had completely missed and you nod at the question, seemingly answering it so you don't have to let your shaky voice come out of your mouth.

"Wait, what's the dress code?" Taehyung asks the real questions.

"Dressy Casual."

"You mean, dress casually?"

"No I mean exactly that – Dressy Casual."

"Wow."

Indeed. You'll have to rake your whole closet to come up with a worthy outfit.This night is going to be a hell of a night, you think.

Indeed, one to look forward to.

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[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Wait- y'all think jungkook is passive agressive towards taehyung? I mean i did get the vibe Sometimes like that but you can't say that out loud about "partners in crime" can you? Not that i care about amis just that i thought it'll be like me making jungkook look bad but seems like there are people who noticed too.

Remember that live in 2019 (ig) where taehyung was trying to say something nd jk was like "that's not important" again nd again that jm had to step in and shake him saying why's he not letting taehyung speak only then did jk said "ok you can talk before shut live or after this" something, then those cooking scenes from ITS2, then just from the concert DVDs where he's like hitting tae's butt playfully to get back his jacket, Then the"just because you're wearing green suit doens't mean you have to act like a frog" and many more. I know tkkrs love to portray how jk hates jm over small small things but imagine if jk did all this to jm? I don't see jungkook acting like that towards jm. Even in their last live where taehyung says "I'm listening to you jm so please speak" and everyone's like what? Then tae be like "y'all weren't listening to him" and jk literally said "we were all listening to jimin/we were all responding to him only" lol. Ain't no way jm's talking and jk will not listen or interrupt him intentionally.

Now a question to you have you ever thought jk and jm were bitc* or passive aggressive towards each other? Any incidents?

Jungkook looking bad? More like him coming across as more relatable. We're all acting bitchy sometimes, even about unimportant things. It's normal. Look at Chloe Sevigny now making dull people angry on twitter cause she said she's had it with athleisure and people always with their pets out and about in NY. She's right, she shouldn't be booed. And Tedros needs to be taken down a peg sometimes. Jimin is feeding his delusions (no, he cannot become a better dancer), but Jungkook is right there to make sure no one gets ahead of themselves 😄 That last wlive was funny.

Now, this is not because of my biased opinions (honestly), but my poor memory cause I was trying to think of Jikook being bitchy with each other, but I can't think of anything specific. They used to have that scolding thing going on, but there was usually nothing mean underneath. Like, despite any arguing we saw on camera or annoyance, it's like they were making sure no feelings were actually hurt. Even when they were young. And no, I do not need or have the time to entertain age old stories and boring arguments about JK "hating" JM in the beginning or being hurtful. No one bring that to my inbox cause I'm just gonna roll my eyes and delete. Move on

Being bitchy for the sake of it means not caring about that at all. I'd know, lol.

#m thoughts

[wegonbealright-09]

Hey,

Came across your blog on my feed, I hope you’ll find it within yourself to consume bts related content to see how much all the members care about each other.

I don’t really understand but I can empathize with solo stans, it feels like you’re fighting or campaigning for something that doesn’t really have any basis, you ( and many others ) have contributed to the us versus them mentality, I’m not sure how it is beneficial for either party.

Try to spread kindness when you can, assuming members are ‘jealous’ of another member’s achievements is odd to me, also comparing other groups is odd as well. They’re all in the same industry, there shouldn’t be any competition because as you mentioned everyone is gonna ‘get their bag’.

This kpop space is vast, achievements can be shared, celebrated, and achieved again and again. There is no shortage of love that you can spread. I’m not sure if you are solo stan because you like the community, believe in what you think, or you use it as a form to release your stress out on celebrities, but I hope you can find it within yourself to participate in fan culture in a positive way.

this is by no means hate, I hope you don’t take it that way. You can like one member in a group, it just doesn’t look right to put down the other members in it, now that is my opinion and you can take it as you will.

Hope you have a good day

- anon army

Ten points for your way of approaching this.

Okay so I was never a solo, I've only became a solo after Face if I'm dating it back correctly when jk released his concept photo that's when I stopped being an army and a shipper completely. I was an army for five years anon five years. I didn't just wake up and decided I'm gonna be a solo I'm done being an army no somethings happened and now we're here.

When I started this blog I was bit too negative and so I did what you said and watched BTS content with hopes of reviving something in me idk what but something. Truth is when you're a solo, it opens your eyes about alot of things. Armies are too naive you guys want to push this image of BTS that existed 5 years ago. You want to continue and live in this bubble and away from reality. Wake up and smell the coffee.

Yes namjoon was jealous of jimin getting that number one and yes he was insecure about the numbers that he pulled just like Hobi was about his which he said in his documentary. Yes yoongi is mean to jimin yes he gives jimin backhanded compliments and yes yoongi sometimes says things that may seem like he downplays jimin and makes him feel insecure yes yoongi has body shamed jimin times more than once, it's not a joke if only one of us is laughing it's not a joke if the person being made fun of is not laughing it's not typically boy behaviour it's bullying. Yes Tae is selfish and he's a leech he only wants to be friends with jimin when it benefits him that much is visible now, he always makes it seem like jimin is the most important person to him where as he's the least, he has time for everybody not for him, he'd go the extra mile for anybody but not even quarter a mile for jimin it's not really a friendship, a healthy friendship if only one person is pulling the weight. Jungkook is the worst person ever for all the things he's done to jimin and still continues to do. For the way he acts like being next to jimin hurts him physically for him making it seem like jimin is forcing himself to him for him "loving" jimin in private but acts the opposite in public for him seeming comfortable when with anyone but not jimin.

I'm not going to spread positivity because there's nothing to be positive about. The fandom it's self has turned to something I don't know armies are now jimin antis. BTS themselves are no longer themselves and we can't deny that but you'll since y'all like acting like everything is perfect. I can't spread positivity when there's an elephant in the room which armies are refusing to address. I won't spread positivity when armies are acting like pjms are the enemies for streaming jimin's music for standing up for him. There's nothing to be positive about. And idk what groups are you talking about because not once have I ever mentioned groups in this blog the only group I talk about is bts

But if you're referring to that post where I talked about how jimin's no1 gagged everybody. Well it did getting that no1 is everybody's dream in kpop they might not say it but they do. What some groups couldn't do in years soloist jimin did in 5 days it is what is it's not that deep.

I can like jimin and I can hate the rest of BTS ( of which I don't) because it's a free world and I'm a grown woman I can do what I want.

And no honey there's no negativity in this blog it's just positive vibes always I just seem negative when I lean a little bit towards the truth and it hits a certain nerve.

Your opinion is very much valued thanks but not thanks

Yours sincerely

wegonbealright-09

#jimin #park jimin #positivity #positive vibes #bts #bangtan #kpop #wegonbealright 09

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Dear Namjoon | 05

✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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once you woke up, you found that not just your lips were swollen due to how much namjoon sucked on them but your eyes were puffy due to you crying.

you go wash up, and come out with at towel wrapped around your body. you kept looking at the marks that decorated your skin in the mirror. and you felt dumb because deep inside you want him to touch you and kiss you. maybe friends with benefits is fine.

picking an outfit good enough to cover the marks , you then begin to pick up the clothes from the floor. only to find that he left his tie in your room. picking it up you get angry again and toss it into your closet inside your suitcase before shutting it

"asshole"

jimin and dad came home earlier, since jimin rushed him. not liking the idea of you being alone a whole night.

he walks into your room, you were laying in bed. "hey sis" he jumps on the bed hugging you

"hey mochi"

"did namjoon leave after dropping you off?" he lays his head on your lap, your fingers begin to brush his hair

"yeah, he said he had plans"

"nice, i owe him one for bringing you home" he closes his eyes and relaxes as you comb his hair

"i think he took it really serious when you said i was off limit"

"he better"

you chuckle at his words "why you bring it up?, don't tell me you like him" he asks

"no" you answer quickly

"i was just wondering why you said that" you bite your lip, hoping he'd tell you, he sighs

"he a fuck boy, he uses girls for his own pleasure and later on leaves them. i just don't want him to pull that shit on you. i saw how he looked at you"

"everyone was looking at me"

"nope, his eyes were undressing you"

"your so extra" you laugh

his arms wrap around your waist "let me sleep here, you don't know how much i've missed you" he pouts

"ok" he rolls over and gets under the blanket, you turn off the light, he hugs you.

"goodnight"

"night"

jimin fell asleep first that night, for the first time in a while i stayed up all night thinking about everything that happened today.

-----

when jimin woke up he looked at you for a while, at some point he hated his parents for separating the two of you. and thats why he tried so hard to keep a good relationship so he wouldn't become a stranger to you.

but right now it was time for revenge, for what you did to him. he snickered at how you always looked angry as you slept, and thought it would be funnier to just take a photo of you. grabbing his phone he opens the group chat with the other guys

BANGTAN CHAT - Jimin POV

y/n kicked me out of the bed yesterday

tae: that's the most random shit you have ever said

you don't understand it hurt like a bitch, but i can't do that to her. so i got other plans

hobi: and why are you telling us this

namjoon: cause he has no other friends

fuck you, and its cause of this

jimin sits up and takes a photo of you sleeping, sending it to the group chat

i might not be able to kick her off the bed but this is good enough for revenge. now i'ma wake this kid up so see y'all at school.

tae: did he just send us a photo of his sister sleeping

jungkook: she's gonna kill you, you know that right?

yoongi: someone show her the photo and if she kills him, no one help him. he deserves it

----

what jimin didn't know is that he just gave namjoon a photo of y/n. namjoon smiles at the photo

"shit maybe if it's her...it wouldn't be so bad" he saves the photo

i woke up to jimin sticking his finger into my ear and it was wet

"what the fuck, why is your finger wet" i clean my ear

"oh cuz i licked it" he laughs, jumping off the bed "get ready for school" he says with a smile ear to ear

once again you went with jimin to school, cause you were too tired to drive. today was weird because the guys just kept looking at you and jimin was acting cocky all morning

"do i look funny today or what" you were getting irritated at their stares, especially namjoon's

hoseok then walks up to you and jimin yells his name "hey you wouldn't" jimin points at him, and hoseok takes his phone out showing you the group chat. taehyung is holding back his laugh at the view of a very stressed out jimin. who is slowly getting off the desk.

you grab the phone and read the conversation until you scroll and see your photo. you look up at jimin with dagger eyes "you asshole!" you hand hoseok his phone back, as you walk to jimin, who's hiding behind taehyung

"you kicked me off the fucking bed" he yells

"bitch you stuck you nasty finger in my ear" taehyung is being pushed around. as you try to get a hold of jimin

your face was beet red at the thought they all saw the photo, but what made you blush even harder was that namjoon saw the photo. only making you wanna strangle your brother even more.

he pushes taehyung towards you as he runs for the door, you turn, trying to grab him but trip over your bag you had carelessly tossed on the floor.

namjoon quickly gets up and his arm wraps around your waist as he catches you. you tense up at his touch, but you stand straight and look at him. before you pick up your bag, sticking your middle finger at jimin. you leave the rooftop. leaving everyone but namjoon confused.

"shit, is she that mad?" jimin asks concerned

taehyung being his own curious self he was more into why there was a awkward tension between the two you.

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once it was lunch time, jimin said he had to go to a class for some help. and said to go make friends instead.

i was planning to just go to the rooftop before i got a message from namjoon. telling me to meet him in the same class from yesterday. hesitant at first. i decided i should go and hear what he has to say.

you walk the same hall as yesterday. making sure no one was looking at you as you enter the last classroom. you find namjoon sitting on the desk just like yesterday

"hey" he smiles

"what do you want?" he raises his brow at my tone.

"come here" he motions you to come closer to him. and you do, you stand in front of him. his hands reach for your waist pulling you towards him, as he leans on the desk. "i'm sorry alright"

you look away from him, with your arms crossed

"look i'm not really good at relationships. but if it's you it's worth giving a try" he gives your waist a little squeeze "what do you think?"

"i don't know you said i should listen to my brother more, and well my brother said your a fuck boy" you stare at him, trying to hurt him with your words like he hurt you but it didn't work

he just chuckles at your words "didn't i just say i'm not good at relationships, plus there were more reasons to why those relationships failed. but i don't gotta tell your brother everything" you just stared at him, angrily.

"come on babe don't be mad" he pouts

"don't call me babe" you frown

"why"

"because we aren't dating"

"but you like it when i call you babe or actually" he presses your body against his "or how you body reacts when i tell you your a good girl" he whispers by your ear making you tense up

putting your hands on his chest, you put distance between you both "you are saying everything except what you should be saying"

"oh yeah?, and what's that?" he tilts his head, making you more frustrated

"i'm just kidding, geez" he laughs

"wanna be my girlfriend"he presses his forehead against yours

"i don't know, let me think about it" you peck his lips, as you push him away. ready to walk away but he holds onto you tighter "i don't think so" he grabs your chin as he kisses your roughly

changing positions he sits you down on the desk, your arms wrapped around his neck. his hands propping himself up on the desk . enjoying the kiss, he smirks against your lips.

"you aren't gonna answer"

"hmm answer what"

he sighs "i gotta repeat myself?" you just stare at him in silence

"go out with me"

"alright" he smiles and leans in to kiss you but you pull on his hair making him groan

"make me cry again and i will tell my brother"

"did i make you cry" he pulls your hand away from his hair, giving it a kiss.

you don't respond at all

"sorry alright" he kisses you again and again. making you melt at his touch.

"you know it's gotta be a secret right" he presses his forehead against yours, "hmmm, does it?" he smirks

"yes! i'm serious namjoon"

"i like people knowing what's mine though"

"it's my brother, i don't think you need to be territorial with him"

"he said you were off limits, i promise i won't ever say it. i just hope you don't make us get caught" his dumb brushes against your bottom lip.

" we can meet here every time. no one uses this room" he smiles

"how do you know? fucked one of your other bitches here?" you bite his finger, making him grin

"don't be a jealous girlfriend, you gotta trust me. and you're not one of my bitches, so no i wouldn't take you to does places" "Plus I wouldn't be fucking you, I'lol be making love to you "

"it's just you from now on"

------

after making out for a while longer, he says you guys should go already. and you followed him to the court yard where he read his book. and you scrolled through your phone

" i heard you guys will be getting fan mail"

"yeah, they said something about that" his eyes don't leave his book

"y/n, thats where you were" jimin enters the court yard

"i thought i told you to make friends, not to go hang out with namjoon"

"ouch, for your information i found your lonely sister sitting here alone. no need to thank me for giving her company" he shrugs, giving you a wink without jimin noticing

"you're a lost cause y/n" he sighs, sitting next to you. "namjoon you ready for later?" jimin says excited

"yeah sure why not" he response was rather dry, he didn't look interested

"don't mind him, when he's reading he doesn't pay attention to anyone" jimin sighs

"you wanna come along?" he looks at you

"yeah, i'll go" jimin nods.

you guys stay there until the bell rang.

-----

after getting to the club, you realize a bunch of kids from school were also there. jimin explained that were was some sort of concert. they left you alone once more as they went to go get ready for this performance.

jin sits next you, giving you a glass of orange juice. "how did you like our performance the other day" he asks

"i think your guys are awesome, what jimin would tell me over the phone doesn't give justice to how hard you guys work" you take a sip of the juice.

"thanks" he smiles, satisfied with your answer

your phone rings, and you take it out to find a message of namjoon, telling you to go through red doors near the bathroom.

"uh ima go to the bathroom" you put the cup on the table, jin smiles at you as you walk away. going through the crowd

you walk pass the bathroom, seeing a lot of red doors everywhere. taking out your phone your about to call namjoon, but someone grabs your arm and pulls you into one of the room making your scream.

they cover your mouth with their hand and you hit their chest

"it's me, calm down"

"namjoon!" you whack him again "what are you doing" he laughs

"i wasn't sure if anyone was out there, sorry" he gives you a hug

"i wanted to see you before we went up, jimin said he's taking you home after"

"oh.." you look around, seeing a lot of instruments everywhere, your eyes stopping at the violin

"you play?" he walks up to the violin, handing it to you

"a long time ago, i don't think i can even play a child song at this point" you chuckle

"who knows"

"lets hang out tomorrow?"

"when??" you place the violin where namjoon had picked it up from

"after school, the guys are all planning to hang out, jimin will be there. i'll tell them i got some plans, you just tell jimin that he should spend some time without you" his eyes crinkled as he laughed

"ok, but i think my dad is gonna be home tomorrow so.."

"don't worry you can come to my place" nodding, you guys hear the announcements, and you hear an angry jimin calling out namjoon to get his ass to the stage

namjoon quickly puts his hand behind your neck, as he leans in for a kiss "i need to recharge" he mumbles, he takes your bottom lip into his mouth and sucks lightly.

"fuck, i gotta go but. tomorrow alright!" he points at you as he walks out the door

waiting for a bit, you hear the music start. taking it as your cue you walk out and head to where the stage is.

you see multiple people in suits, they have clipboards and are looking up to them, two guys catch your attention. their heads bopped to the music. looking at the clip board you catch a glimpse to the name 'Bighit Entertainment'

-----

once they got off stage, many people went up to them with business cards. namjoons steps up and takes all of them as the other guys head to the back. jimin signals you to head to the back as well. you walk slowly as you also keep your attention at namjoon who was talking to all the men in suits

"y/n hurry" jimin calls out to you

"he's getting a lot of cards" you tell jimin

"i know, isn't it exciting" jimin smiles making his eyes disappears as he smiles, you nod. happy to see him so bright

"let me change and we can head home"

namjoon was good at not glancing at you or talking to you that it made you sort of uncomfortable. cause all you wanted to do was look and talk to him. instead you talk to jungkook seeing how his eyes twinkled as he told you about the song they were singing.

"your very passionate huh" my mouth curved into a smile, his happiness being contagious.

he nods "i just wanna be good enough, so i can go with them" and he looks up to the guys, your eyes follow where he was looking. "i think your great?"

"yeah but what if i'm not good enough"

"thats bullshit on a stick, if they don't want you then you go to another one. anyways they won't leave you behind" your brows knitted

"yeah, your right. that's why i'm afraid to be the one to hold them back" his eyes gleamed with sadness and you did the one thing you could think of

i karate chopped the back of his neck

"y/n what the fuck? that hurt" he gets up, massaging his neck.

"thats for thinking the way you are, you can't be negative about things." everyone was looking at you guys since jungkook raised his voice

"fuck but did you have to hit me" jungkook whines, only to get pinched by jimin "don't talk to my little sister like that"

"she's not wrong, if they want one of us they gotta take all of us"

-----

the next day you drove to school, instead of going with jimin. since you were gonna head to namjoon's place after school.

and just as planned you made sure to tell your dad you were gonna hang out with some friends, yes you hadn't made new friends. but you knew some people from before you moved.

and just like namjoon said, jimin asked if you wanted to go with him. but you told him to hang out with his friends without you. ever since you came to live here he takes you everywhere with him.

you told him you were gonna hang out with old friends and he didn't suspect you at all. namjoon texted you his address, and you head over to his place.

ringing the door bell, a smiling face greets you as he opens the door

"your here" he reaches his hand out, you grab it and he pulls you inside. your back is leaning against him as he takes off your jacket. only to hang it up.

"what did jimin say"

"nothing, he was fine with it" he nods, walking into the living room. he sits down.

he was wearing his glasses again, and you loved how he looked with them "do you use your glasses to just read?" you ask as you see the book on the table

"yeah"

you sit down next to him, a little distance between the both of you

"are you hungry? we can order something" he asks, taking out his phone. right now you weren't thinking about food, for the first time ever you were feeling horny over namjoon. you wanted him to touch you.

you glance at his lips "uh sure, what do you wanna get"

scrolling through his phone he isn't aware of your stares

"namjoon"

"yeah?" he answers without looking at you

I felt flustered at the thought that he suddenly didn't wanna have sex. i thought he invited me over for that reason.

you felt like he was trying to respect you but right now you didn't want him to respect you. gathering your courage, you grab his phone. putting it down. he looks up at you, as you get up and straddle him, placing his hands on your waist

"do you really wanna order food right now" he's shocked at your sudden acts but doesn't let it phase him

"well, i don't know...do you have something else in mind"

"i want you to touch me.."

"yeah?" he smirks

pushing him to lean back agains the couch you leave kisses on his neck, he doesn't react to your touch making you irritated. you begin to suck on his skin just like he did to you. his hands already groping your ass, as he rolls your hips against him.you feel at how he right away started hardening.

"you sure you want this"

"yes" you were greedy for his touch already. he presses your ass against his hardened length, making you bury your face at the crook of his neck. trying to hide your beet red face.

as he kissed you he kept tilting his face to try and kiss you but his glasses were getting in the way. frustrated he pulls away, taking off his glasses. tossing them tot he other side of the sofa. "they were getting in the way" you giggle

your body started moving on it's own at this point, this man makes you loose all your common sense.

"good girl, keep grinding on me" his voice sounds raspy, you fasten your pace, and he finally had enough.

he picks you up, tossing you over his shoulder as he walks upstairs to his room. locking the door behind him.

laying you on the bed, he pulls his shirt over his head, you feel a lump in your throat as you feel the butterflies in your stomach again.

it's gonna happen for real this time.

he wastes no time to undress you, he stares at your body. especially all the marks he left on your body "it was dark yesterday in your room i didn't get a good look at you, but now i can see you properly"

"don't say that" you cover your face

"why not?" he kisses your stomach, as you squeeze your thighs together

"cause it's embarrassing" smirking at your words, he grabs your thighs. spreading them "i didn't mark here" he begins to kiss you inner thighs, sucking on the skin.

"wa-wait not there" you whimper as he nibbles on your skin.

my mind is empty, i can't think straight.

you feel him blow at your heat, making you moan "na-namjoon not there" his grip on your thighs tighten, not letting you close your legs

your core is aching for him. he's making you feel a way you've never felt before. "your dripping" his fingers rubbing against your clit

"your sure you want this? once i start, i won't be able to stop myself" uncovering your face you see his fingers in his mouth again, as he licks his fingers off.

you nod

"use your words"

"yes namjoon, just fuck me already please" you stare at him as he undresses completely, reaching into his drawer to get a string of condoms out. he rips one open, pumping himself a few times before putting the condom on

"alright, i'll be gentle" he positions himself between your legs, your feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your clit smearing the wetness at your entrance

"look at me" he says with his raspy voice. his hand is on your waist holding you in place, you feel the tip of his cock enter you and you whimper at the sudden stretch

"hold on babe, it'll feel better soon" he grunts, laying his head on your shoulder. trying to control himself from fucking you senseless. the rest of him sinks into you slowly, making you moan as your walls stretch around him. "fuck your so fucking tight" he groans, brows pinched together. his mouth agape. your pull him into a kiss, and he moans.

a completely new feeling appears inside your stomach, your walls clench around this thick length. you feel a sense of pleasure and the knot releases making you moan

"fuck" namjoon looks at you "did you just cum from me just entering you" his forehead has drops of sweat

"cum?" you whimper, your mind completely gone

"fuck you're so innocent" sitting up he grabs your hips lifting them up, he grabs a pillow placing it underneath your hips

"i can't control myself no more" you look at his abs, your eyes look down and you see him inside you. making you wonder how he even fit. your walls clench around him even more as you think about it.

"fuck do you want my cock that badly" he pulls out enough to just leave his tip inside you, just to thrust into you, your whole body shivering with pleasure

he increases his pace and your a mess under neath him. unconsciously you spread your legs even more. making him smirk

"its sexy that you're spreading your legs for me, do you want it deeper" he grunts, as he thrusts into you once more "don't worry i'll hit all your good spots"

you thug your nails in his back, as he fastens his pace. "y/n you feel so fucking good" the pleasure was immense, every time he touched you his body screamed with pleasure, everything about you made him delirious. like every other time he had sex was meant to be with you.

you feel the feeling in your stomach again "namjoon i-"

"cum for me babe" his lips meet yours as he kisses you eagerly, after a few more thrust you cum for a second time, i cry out as he continues to pounce into me, reaching his own orgasm. his thrust get sloppy, he growls at the last few thrust before he releases into the condom. letting out little breaths as he tries to calm down

he brings his lips to yours kissing you roughly, his hand makes his way to your clit, entering two of his digits into you. you whine at the overstimulation

"wait namjoon" you whimper

"what" he growls

"i can't anymore" you grip his shoulders. he takes his fingers out of you, sitting up. you see his cock hardened again.

he takes off the used condom, tying it up he tosses it to he bin next to the bed

"babe i didn't take out just one" he picks up the string of condoms, a smug look appears on his face

"i'm tired"

"please" he kisses your inner thighs

"one more time" you stare at his dick, seeing how it twitches and it makes you feel good that you could make him hard so quickly

"fine one more time"

"get on all fours"

"what?"

"just be a good girl and listen" he slaps your thigh, you get up. getting on all fours as he lifts your ass up more.

"fuck your so fucking beautiful" you blush at his compliments

opening another condom he puts it on, wasting no time he thrusts into you. his grip on your waist tightens as he thrusts into you again.

"where the fuck have you been all my life" his heart tightens every time he rolls his hips into you

you whimper at his words, your hands griping onto the bed sheets

"namjoon" you moan his name

"yes" he grunts

"harder" you say weakly

"what ever you want" and he does exactly as you asked pulling out, he thrust harder into you making you gasp for air.

"fuck this feels so good" you manage to say, eyes shut close as the pleasure rushes through your entire body

namjoon focuses at how he disappears inside you, he bites his bottom lip. fastening his pace

"wa-wait i feel like i'm gonna pee" you whine

"just do it" namjoon groans

"wh-what"

"don't worry baby just squirt" not being able to argue with him, you feel yourself cumming again

not long after namjoon shoots into the condom again, he pulls out and you fall flat on the bed once he lets your waist go

"fuck..i can't get enough of you" he kisses your back, sucking on the skin

"namjoon i can't no more" you whine

"once more please" he continues to suck on your skin

you look at the string of condoms seeing there are three more left

"i really can't move"

"don't worry you won't have to get up"

"fine"

changing his condom once more he lays behind you, spooning you "alright" he lifts your thigh giving him space so he can slip inside of you, hands cupping your breast. as his other hand rubs your clit

"n-namjoon" you moan, he continues to thrust into you, bitting onto your shoulder making you whimper. "fuck i wanna know how it feels to fuck you raw" he moans

and the idea of him inside of you without any barrier made your walls clench around him

"shit, does that idea excite you" you couldn't last long this time, cumming shortly after. he followed you too

"y/n.." he groans

"no namjoon, i won't be able to walk" you lay on your back, hand on your stomach, as you still feel as if he was inside you. looking at namjoon he's covering his face with his forearm. you look down and see his dick, hard and up against his stomach

"what the hell are you" you laugh

your phone rings, making you reach for your skirt that was on the floor, you see it's jimin's number

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[littlemessyjessi]

“Completely Bananas” : Jeon Jungkook : PS Single Mom: Part Three: Imagine (Includes some Fake Text as well)

Jeon Jungkook Imagine with potential for a story if you’re interested.

Plus Sized, Single Mom Character with a sweet precious little son.  

Author’s Note:  This will contain some fake texts in the midst of the imagine.  So just keep reading the imagine after them, lol.  I felt like that was self explanatory but I’ve done it before so I thought I’d just save you the hassle.  I figured some fake texts would just be simpler than typing out the texts in the imagine, ya know.  Anyway, I hope you enjoy.   You can lemme know if you prefer it this way or the other way.  

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Jungkook ran the towel over his face again, gathering the sweat that had accumulated there.

Rehearsal had been a disaster but he tried to remember to take that as a good sign.

He'd heard it said more than once that a bad rehearsal was lucky for a good show.

He crashed down into a chair to catch his breathe while he rooted around for his phone.

A smile tugged at his lips when he noticed a text from Daisy.

He hurried to open it.  

Jungkook pocketed his phone with a smile on his face.

"Jimin-ssi!" he bellowed out mischeviously.

"Ugh, Jungkookie!" the other laughed.  "What?"

"You wanna go out later?" Jungkook smirked.

"We have a show tomorrow." Jimin said eyeing the younger suspiciously.  

"It won't be too late." Jungkook said, pretended to inspect his nail beds.  "I mean, there is a child involved."

Jimin absolutely lit up.

"Jax and Daisy?!" he asked and Jungkook nodded.

"It's Jax' birthday today and she's taking him out to eat.   She invited all of us to join them." Jungkook explained.

"I'm in." Jimin instantly agreed.  "I'm sure the others will come too.  Want me to ask?"

Jungkook smirked, "Let's divide and conquer and meet in the middle with Yoongi.  I don't think he'll say no if we both corner him and start begging."

"Evil Jungkook-ah.  I like it." Jimin said rubbing his hands together devilishly.  "I'll start with Namjoon.  He won't tell me no if I'm cute."

"Confident are we?" Jungkook snorted.

"Hey, I know my strengths." Jimin shrugged. "Hobi and Tae will go if they know we're going out.   You go fight with Jin until he caves. I'll meet you later to team up on Yoongi."

"Team up for what?"

The two of them slowly turned to look at the man in question.

Yoongi lifted an eyebrow at them, "Whatever it is, just know that I will retaliate."

"Abort! Abort!" Jimin whispered.

"Nothing, hyung!" Jungkook said and the two them took off.

Yoongi shook his head at the two of them before snatching  Jungkook's leftover chips and making off with them.

No less than an hour later, everyone had agreed to go out tonight.

Even Yoongi, who claimed they should've just asked rather than try to act like they were spies and this was Mission Impossible.  

Jungkook had happily texts Daisy to let her know that everyone was in and all but skipped back to the hotel.

He'd napped, showered, put on a nice outfit and some cologne and he was beyond excited.

Eventually the lot of them were piled into the car and headed for the restaurant.

Jungkook had been a little disappointed when Daisy had text him and let him know they just meet them there.

Especially, since they were in the same hotel and he felt like it would be a good opportunity to spend a little more time together.

But he guessed she had her reasons.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and he dig it out to see another text.

Daisy: Hey, when you get here, come around back. I talked to the owners and they have a room set up for us. That way y'all dont get mobbed when you walk in.

Jungkook laughed but he knew it was true.

He guessed that was her reason for leaving earlier than them.

He relayed the information to the driver.

"That was considerate of her." Namjoon said.

"She's great, hyung. So nice." Jimin piped up. "And her little boy is the cutest."

Another text.

Daisy: Just tell them your here for the Jones party and they'll take you straight back.

Jungkook: ok, will do. We just pulled up. Be in in a second.

The seven of them made quick work of entering the building, guided through the establishment by a young host named Andi.

The place was definitely kitschy but Jungkook understood why Jax had been dying to go.

For his little jungle obsessed self, it must've been like a dream.

The place was made up to look like you were smack dab in the middle of the rainforest.

Complete with water features, animatronic animals and even sporadic "thunderstorms".

He was sure that the little boy was having the time of his life and he couldn't wait to see it.

It wasnt something he had to wait long for.

They rounded the corner and the little boy was excitedly bouncing around.

Cute as ever with his dark hair and big eyes .

A dapper little gentleman in his white shirt and loose yellow plaid pants.

"Jungkook!" He squealed and took off towards him.

Now, more than ever they were glad that Daisy had thought ahead.

Jax's little squeal would've been a beacon for attention if they had been in the main area of the restaurant.

It wasn't that they disliked it or disliked being with fans.

The members were extremely loyal to Army but there were times when they did want to blend in and of course they always had to be aware of the crazies.

"Hey, Jax!" Jungkook grinned as he scooped the little boy up into his arms.  

"You came!" Jax cheered, hugging Jungkook around the neck. 

"Of course I did! Did you think I was gonna miss out on your birthday? No way, man." Jungkook said, fingers tickling Jax's sides. 

The little boy erupted into giggles… effectively melting the hearts of anyone within his general vicinity. 

"And Mr. Jimin!" he squealed once he spotted the man. 

Jimin reached up to pinch at the little boy's cheek, "Happy birthday, Jax!" 

"Thank you!" Jax grinned.  "Do you like my pants? I picked them out and Mommy helped me pick the rest." 

"I do. You look very handsome." Jimin complimented. 

"I picked out Mommy's dress!" Jax said pointing to his mother. 

Daisy shook her head before turning a smile towards Jungkook. 

"He actually did." she said gesturing to the banana print sundress.  "I'm beginning to think the banana milk obsession is starting to become an actual problem." 

"You look beautiful." Jungkook said sincerely. 

"Thank you." she said softly.  "You look very handsome.  As you always do." 

There were a few looks shared amongst the group. 

A few members had the tact to look away while others outright gawked. 

"Jungkookie!" Jax erupted, gaining his attention.  "I thought you said you had a friend for me to meet! Who is Tae the tiger?" 

Taehyung's head snapped around, "Me?"

His dark eyes widened in response of the adorable little boy, features morphing from fierce to adorable quite quickly. 

No one was surprised by this as Taehyung absolutely adored children. 

"Hello, Tae the tiger." Jax giggled as Taehyung came closer to where he was perched in Jungkook's arms.  "I have a present for you." "For me?" Taehyung asked. "It's not my birthday though." 

"He loves to give others gifts on his birthday." Daisy said.  "His love language is gift giving so every year we get a big party pack of little toys and he hands them out to people all day on his birthday." 

"It's healing for me." Jax said matter of factly making everyone grin at the little boy.  "Plus mommy says it's good to be kind and generous to others when we can." 

"Your mommy is right." Taehyung said.  "Apparently, she is raising a little gentleman." 

"Mommy says that we are just people but in our hearts we are all good and sometimes we can give goodness to others. So I try my best to be a good boy.  Sometimes I'm not but I try my best." he said. 

"You're the best boy." Daisy said leaning over to kiss her son's cheek. 

"Aww, mommy." Jax said. "And you're the best mommy. I love you.  Please hold me when we have cake later." 

Daisy chuckled at her son, "Ok, baby."

"Ok." he said before turning his attention back to Taehyung, "Ok, Mr. Tiger man.  Please take me to the table.  You wanna help me pass out presents?  I promise I'll let you have first pick!" 

Taehyung, who needed no bribing at all, easily took the little boy from Jungkook's arms and off they went to the table where it seemed that Jax has spread out an assortment of jungle themed party favors. 

Everyone began to settle around the table all the while Taehyung was being instructed to pass out all kinds of favors from animal print sunglasses and slap bracelets to jungle animal rubber duckies to bubble containers shaped like bananas. 

"Jax, baby, come decide what you want to eat." Daisy said about to sit between Jimin and Yoongi. 

"No, mommy!" Jax erupted and she turned to look at her child as he shot out behind her and started shoving her down the table. 

Surprisingly stout for such a small child. 

"What? What are you doing?"  she asked as he kept shoving.  "Jax, stop pushing me.  Now." 

"I want to sit next to Jungkook." he said. 

"Well, you can.  The chair is open." she laughed.  "Go sit there." 

"But mommy!" he whined, stomping his little foot.  "You said you would hold me." 

"Jax." she laughed.

"Mommy." he whispered, crooking his finger at her until she knelt down.  "I want us both to sit next to Jungkook." 

He widened his dark eyes at her pointedly and she narrowed hers at her child. 

His whisper wasn't as quiet as he thought and Daisy could see the others trying to hide their laughter. 

Jungkook was biting the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling….but he was doing a horrible job at it and soon enough that massive grin was tearing across his face. 

Daisy shook her head at her child's ulterior motive before she scooped him up and sat them both down between Jungkook and Seokjin. 

The latter of which did not hesitate to entertain the young child. 

The night progressed peacefully with each one feeling a bit merrier. 

There was plenty of laughter, courtesy of the company and the conversation as well as the lot of them being decked out in Jax' jungle party decorations. 

What kid could say he had the personal experience of having BTS attend his birthday party and sing him happy birthday no less? 

Though, truthfully, Jax as a little too young to really grasp the concept of that. 

He just knew that he liked Jungkook and he liked his friends. 

And he also really liked the way his mommy lit up around Jungkook. 

So as the night dwindled on and a certain little birthday boy's bedtime drew nearer, he snuggled into his mother. 

"Mommy, I'm tired." he sighed, tucking his face into her neck. 

Daisy pressed a kiss against his forehead, "Ok, baby.  We'll go home soon." 

"Ok, mommy.  I need to potty before we go." he said, making her chuckle at him. 

"Alright, little man." she said before looking at the others.  "We'll be right back, guys." 

Jungkook waited until the two of them before he was whipping out his card and flagging down a waiter. 

Hoseok laughed at him, "Whoa, Jungkookie.  What's the hurry?" 

"Because dinner is on me." he said anxiously trying to do it before Daisy could return and argue over the subject. 

"Someone is trying to impress her." Jimin smirked knowingly. 

He was well aware of the situation with the maknae. 

"Sir? Is there something I can help you with?" the waiter asked.  

"Yes, please." Jungkook said, handing over his card.  "I'd like to get everyone's meals tonight." 

"Alright, sir.  I will be right back." the waiter said before turning away. 

Jungkook relaxed into his seat with a smile, nodding to the others as they gave their thanks to the youngest for his generosity. 

Soon enough, Daisy was making her way back with a sleepy little boy on her hip. 

"Sir, um, the meal has already been paid for." the waiter said, appearing again to hand Jungkook back his card. 

"What?" Jungkook asked, eyes flitting to the others who slightly shook his head. 

"Oh, I already paid for it." Daisy said, settling back into the chair.  "As a thank you to all of you for coming to his party." 

"What?" Jungkook asked.  "But I-" 

Daisy shook her head, "It was my treat.  I was the one that invited all of you so it was my pleasure." 

Everyone echoed their thanks though it was tinged with surprise. 

Jungkook, while grateful, was kind of put out. 

"Why are you pouting?" Jimin teased him. 

Daisy turned to see that Jungkook was, in fact, slightly pouting. 

"Why ARE you pouting?" she laughed. 

He sighed, tan cheeks tingeing a bit red. 

"Yeah, Jungkook-ah.  Why are you pouting?" Seokjin added. 

Yoongi hid his laughter in his drink while Hoseok all but kept it together. 

Jungkook glared at his hyungs. 

He sighed, "I wanted to pick up the tab. As something nice to do." 

Daisy gave him a soft smile, "The fact that you wanted to is more than enough. That, in and of itself, was a wonderful gesture and I greatly appreciate your kindness. You have a lovely heart, Jungkook and I'm happy to have met you." 

Jungkook melted and it was visible who anyone who looked at him. 

Daisy turned to the others, "I'm happy to have met all of you.  Jungkook has told me so much about you and how you've had such a huge impact on his life.  It is easy to see why he is such a beautiful soul and compassionate man.   A true product of those he loves and cares for so much." 

Jungkook just stared at Daisy even as he grew more and more red. 

It didn't really matter. 

There was something that burned inside him. 

He'd been in love before. 

He knew what that felt like but this was different. 

A feeling he'd never experienced before as he looked at Daisy and Jax. 

"Mommy, let's go home." Jax mumbled.  "You still have to sing me my bedtime song."  

Daisy shushed him softly as she tucked his face into her neck. 

"You sing?" Yoongi asked curiously. 

"Not really." she laughed.  "I'm just his mother and it's a routine, I guess." 

"Mommy sings to me every day." Jax mumbled.   "She sings me Tarzan every night." 

"Tarzan?" Namjoon asked. 

Daisy sighed, "It's the 'You'll Be In My Heart' song by Phil Collins.   I sang it to him when he was a baby to get him to go to sleep and it just stuck.   Then he watched the movie when he got a little older.   So it may actually be my fault that he's jungle obsessed." 

"Mommy sings good." Jax mumbled. 

"He only says that because I'm his mother." Daisy laughed and patted his dark hair. 

"I'm sure that's not true." Taehyung said. 

"I would love to hear you sing sometime." Jungkook piped up.  

Daisy smiled at him in amusement, "Maybe someday." 

Jungkook left it after that, holding on the idea that there was a chance of a day in the future where he might hear it. 

Soon enough everyone was heading out with another thank you to Daisy for inviting them and treating them and another round of birthday wishes for the sleepy little boy clinging to his mother. 

"Jungkookie…" Jax whined reaching out for him before looking up at his mother.  "Mommy, I want Jungkookie to take me back." 

"Baby, Jungkook needs to go back to his room.  He needs to sleep." Daisy said. 

"Actually, um, I don't mind." Jungkook said.  "I could ride back with you two instead and walk you to your room." 

Daisy looked at him for a moment before she smiled, "Alright, then." 

Jungkook bid his hyungs good night, trying his best to ignore their smug knowing looks as he got in the car with Daisy and Jax.  

Daisy strapped Jax into his carseat in the back of the uber and he fell asleep almost instantly as she and Jungkook slid in the back together. 

"But he didn't get his bedtime song." Jungkook teased. 

"Oh, don't you worry.  He'll snap awake the second we pull up.   It doesn't matter where we are in the world, about five seconds before we get there, he wakes up, is cranky and then won't go to bed until we've done the whole routine.   Car rides just completely knock him out." she explained. 

Jungkook smiled, looking at the little boy, "He really is adorable." 

"Thank you." she said.  "He is pretty cute." 

"Hey, uh, Daisy, can I ask you something?" he asked, glancing at the driver in the rearview mirror. 

The driver smirked as she looked away, well seasoned enough in life to recognize a man hopeless for a woman. 

"Hey, sorry to interrupt.  I'm just gonna slid the partition up." the driver said.  "Maybe it'll help cut out the headlights for the little one." 

"Oh, thank you." Daisy said and Jungkook gave the driver a grateful look through the mirror. 

"Now, what were you saying, Jungkook?" Daisy asked. 

"What? Oh, uh, yeah.   So, well, look I know we haven't known each other for very long and I realize that we both kind of have crazy schedules and I mean, that's not even the half of it but ya know, I just kinda feel like- I mean, I could be wrong.  Oh god, I hope not.  This would be so embarassing.  Oh god, maybe you don't.  You know what? Uh maybe- " 

"Jungkook?" 

"Huh?" 

"Take a deep breath and just say what you wanted to say."  Daisy said. 

He pulled a deep breath in through his nose and let it go. 

"Daisy, I like you.  I really like you and I adore Jax.  And I know it's not been that long and I know life is complicated but I've never felt like this before.  I've been in love before but this is different and I'm not trying to say that I- ugh, why is this so hard?" he said.  "What I'm trying to say is that I really love spending time with you.  Both of you.  And I don't want to just head our separate ways after the tour.  I want to stay in contact.  I want to be around.  I want… to be a part of your lives and for you to be a part of mine." 

Daisy blinked at him, "Are you sure about that?" 

"Yes.  I'm sure." he said instantly.  

"Cause I mean, I'm a mom, Jungkook.  I mean, my son is top priority.  He has to come first.  And I mean, he's gonna have days where he is a brat.  And there would be days where dates would have to be cancelled because he's sick or he's moody or any other kind of reasons.  Like, I have to be a mom first.  I can't just turn it off." she said. 

"I know." he said.  "I know and I can't say I understand first hand but I know that and I'm good with it.  Whatever it is… I would just like a chance… if you.. want that?" 

Daisy stared at him for a long hard moment. 

Jungkook for all his dashing looks and his charm… looked so innocent in that moment. 

His eyes were as big as ever and he was gnawing on his bottom lip. 

And then she smiled. 

"Jungkook, I would love that." she said.  "I just, ya know, want you to realize what you're getting into." 

He breathed out a laugh. 

Relief, happiness, disbelief. 

All emotions that rushed through him. 

"I think you're the one that doesn't realize what you're getting into." he half joked.  "I mean, I get that dating an idol is a lot.  But Daisy, I don't really feel like that when I'm with you.   I'm just Jungkook and I'm hanging out with this woman I really like and her amazing son who I can't wait to hear what he got into that day.  Like, I'm serious.   Those calls when he's telling me about something that made him happy or complaining about something he didn't like… those are so cool to me.  I mean, I know I'm not his dad but-" 

"Jungkook, stop." she said, making him grow tense.  "No, of course, you're not his father.  "But I will say in the short time that we've known you, you have been more present and invested in either of us than his birth father ever was.   I can't promise that things will be perfect.  It's reality we live in.   But Jax does seem to have taken quite a shine to you and I - well, I really like you too." 

"You do?" Jungkook asked, not quite believing his luck. 

"Yeah." she giggled.  "I, uh, I really do. You're sweet and kind.  And you're funny even when you're not trying even if you admittedly a goofball.   But you're sincere and you make me laugh genuinely.   And, ya know you're not exactly hard on the eyes." 

Jungkook flushed and was suddenly very grateful for the darkness that the night provided him with. 

He fidgeted with his fingers for a few moments, not quite able to collect his thoughts when a freckly hand slid in between his. 

Jungkook looked down as Daisy interlocked their fingers. 

His tattoos and her freckles looked like their were made for each other, like stars and constellations just waiting to find one another. 

He grinned before bringing her hand up to his and pressing a kiss to her knuckles. 

"Thank you." he whispered. 

"For what?" she asked. 

"For everything." he said. "For following our tour route, for giving me a piece of your mind, for being kind when I was an asshole, for opening up to me, for giving me a chance, for making me fall in love again." 

"Love?" she asked. 

Jungkook sighed, "Yes.  I know it's early and I know you literally just agreed to give me a chance.   I know it's too soon but it's how I feel.  I'm usually not this open but with you, I just feel like I can be." 

"I know the feeling." she said, squeezing his hand.  "I haven't felt this safe or at ease around someone in a long time." 

"You are safe with me," he said. 

"I know." she said. "And you're safe with me."

"With each other." he said. 

"With each other." she echoed and Jungkook couldn't help but smile the rest of the way back. 

WIth each other. 

The very thought made him absolutely giddy. 

When they pulled up to the motel, Jungkook tucked Jax ( who just as she said, woke promptly before they reached the hotel and started grumbling) into one arm while the car seat hung from his other hand. 

Daisy fought him on it but he wasn't having it and she eventually conceded. 

He admitted to walking painfully slow just to prolong their time together.

The little boy in his arms whining about bedtime snacks and pajamas and songs the whole way. 

Soon enough they were inside and Jungkook was sitting the little boy down on the couch. 

"Go get your pjs on, Monkey.  I'll be in to help you brush your teeth in a minute." Daisy said. 

Jax rubbed his eye for a second before he came over to hug Jungkook's leg.

"Good night, Jungkookie.  Thank you for coming to my birthday.  Night, night.  Sweet dreams and I love you." he said. 

Jungkook melted instantly and glanced at Daisy who only gave a soft smile. 

"Good night, buddy." he said, squatting down in front of him and giving him a proper hug.  "Thanks for inviting us.  We had a lot of fun.   Sweet dreams to you too."

"I love you." Jax repeated.  "You know you supposed to say that to people before you go to sleep at night so that you can leave them with something sweet for dreamland." 

Jungkook looked to Daisy, silently asking her if it was ok for him to repeat it back to him. 

It was still early after all and he didn't want to push any boundaries. 

However, she nodded. 

To Daisy, if he felt it, he should say it. 

"I love you too, buddy." Jungkook said before ruffling his hair.  

"Ok, night night.  I gotta brush my teeth." Jax said and promptly walked away without another word. 

"Was that ok?" Jungkook asked.  "To say that?" 

"Is it true?" Daisy asked. 

Jungkook nodded, "It is.  I'm not trying to overstep.  But I do."

"Then it's ok." she said before she glanced up at him.  "But Jungkook, please.  Just remember, if you don't plan on sticking around… just please tell me now.  I know what you said but also, the last thing I want is for my kid to get hurt." 

This time he didn't hesitate. 

He gathered Daisy's soft form into his arms and stared into her eyes, "Daisy, I am one hundred percent serious.  I meant everything and I don't want to go anywhere.  I'm… I'm in this now."  

She nodded, placing her hands on his chest, staring rather pensively at his collarbone. 

"Ok, well then Jeon Jungkook, do you want to be my boyfriend?" she asked, mischief in her eyes when she looked at him. 

Jungkook smirked, "You know, I was actually planning on doing the asking first… but yes, yes I would.  Nothing would make me happier." 

She nodded, "Oh I bet there are other things that would make you happier." 

Jungkook's eyes widened and he choked out a laugh, "You are a cruel woman.  How are you gonna do that to me knowing you're gonna send me back to my hotel room?" 

Daisy shrugged and leaned up to peck his cheek, "Down boy.  We haven't even been on a real date or had a first kiss." 

"And yet you feel the need to torture me like that." he teased. 

"Well, from the tidbit I heard from Jimin the other day, you are apparently a little bit of a masochist." she said. 

Jungkook sighed, "This is really getting cruel." 

She winked at him, "Well, it'll give you something to look forward to I guess.  Be a good boy and maybe you'll get a treat." 

Jungkook groaned a bit, "You better stop or we're getting married tonight." 

Daisy laughed but it was cut off by a whine. 

"Mommy! My bedtime song!" 

She sighed, "Well, it seems that I am being summoned." 

Jungkook nodded, arms still wound around her. 

"You're gonna have to let go." she pointed out. 

"I know." he sighed. "I'm just not ready yet." 

"You'll see me tomorrow." she pointed out.  

He nodded, "In person?" 

Then something hit him. 

"Actually, do you want to come to the show?" he asked. "I mean, I can arrange that.  No problem.  And I'm sure everyone else would love to see you both again. And there will be staff around. I can arrange-" 

"Sure, Jungkook.  We'll come and support you but you don't need to get staff involved.  I can look after us." she said.  

He smiled, "Ok, awesome. I'll set it up.  I need to talk to a manager tonight though so unfortunately as much as I have been trying to weasel my way into staying longer… now I actually do have to go." 

Daisy laughed at his words and untangled from his arms, "Alright, alright, get your butt outta here and I'll see you tomorrow." 

She had to all but push him towards the door before he turned around, popping his head in once more. 

"Breakfast tomorrow? Or maybe brunch?" he asked.  "Come on.  I'll get you french toast…" 

She grinned, "Ok, sure.  Brunch is good. Now, go if you want us to come." 

He hesitated a moment longer and she could see him thinking. 

"What is it now?" she laughed. 

"Can I have another kiss?" he asked, impishly. 

His excitement was getting the better of him and he was feeling a bit hyper. 

"I haven't kissed you." she pointed out. 

"Not like our first kiss." he said but you kissed me on the cheek. "Can I have another? For the road?" 

"The long road down the hallway?" she teased. 

"Yeah." he grinned.  "That's a long, dangerous journey.  You know, that kiss might be on the only thing that gives me the strength." 

"Well, in that case." she said taking his face between her hands.  "I supposed I need to give you extra." Daisy's lips landed on his face multiple times.  

First his forehead, then the tip of his nose, each cheek, his jaw and finally another on his cheek that was dangerously close to his mouth. 

"You know that was just cruel.  A few centimeters would've killed you?" he accused. 

"We'll be saving the lips until the time is right, Mister.  Now scoot.  I got a little boy who is going to be cranky if he doesn't get to bed soon." she said gently pushing him out the door. 

"Alright, alright, alright, I'm going." he said. 

However, he popped back in and smacked a kiss right to her cheek. 

"Just one more!" he called before shutting the door behind him and dashing down the hallway. 

Daisy shook her head as laughter tumbled from her lips. 

She stepped into the bedroom to see Jax already laying in the bed. 

His hair mussed and his little yellow pjs on. 

"Hi, mommy." 

Daisy laughed, "Hi, Jax." 

"Did Jungkookie leave?" he asked. 

"Yeah, baby.  He left." she said sitting down beside him. 

"I like him, mommy." he said. 

"Me too." she agreed. "He's a very nice man." 

"Mommy?" 

"Yeah, baby?" 

"I think you should marry Jungkook." 

Daisy blinked, "What?" 

He nodded, sleepily, "I think so.  Because he's nice and you seem really happy when he's around.  Like I know you're happy with me but it's like extra.  You're sparkly when he's around.  It makes you very pretty, mommy." 

"Sparkly?" Daisy asked. 

Jax nodded, "Mmhmm.  Your eyes are sparkly and you light up like a fairy.  It's very, very pretty, Mommy." he said matter of factly.  

"Well,  we might be seeing more of Jungkook from now on." she said. 

She wasn't about to have 'the' conversation with her child at that particular moment but she was just feeling the situation out. 

"I would like that.   I know that I don't have a daddy and I know Jungkook is not my daddy but that's ok.  I don't have a daddy but it would be nice to have a Kookie." he said. 

Daisy nodded. 

It didn't really require an answer. 

Motherhood wasn't always easy and there were times when she felt inadequate but something she had always stuck to with Jax, no matter how hard it was at times, was to always be open, honest and vulnerable with each other. 

"Mommy?" 

"Yes, baby?" 

"I'm ready for my song now." 

Daisy nodded, scooping her little boy into arm and singing him their song. 

She didn't know what would come of this but things were changing. 

But this… this moment… it didn't have to change right now. 

So she held him a little tighter, sang a little sweeter and enjoyed the moment with her baby just a little more. 

"Come stop your crying

It will be alright

Just take my hand

Hold it tight

I will protect you

From all around you

I will be here

Don't you cry

For one so small

You seem so strong

My arms will hold you

Keep you safe and warm

This bond between us

Can't be broken

I will be here don't you cry

'Cause you'll be in my heart

Yes, you'll be in my heart

From this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll be here in my heart

Always

Always"

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[gimmethatagustd]

himbo hours (teaser) | kth

Trouble always seems to follow Taehyung. An innocent night of finding new friends to share his alcohol, drugs, and boxy smiles quickly turns into a mess when he accidentally punches you, a poor, unsuspecting club goer, right in the face. Whoops!

» pairing: himbo!taehyung x reader

» Part of the Jeju Shore Collaboration

» Other works in this collab: Heartless by @here2bbtstrash & You DTF? by @haliiimede

» genre: BTS | 18+ | pwp | smut | humor | strangers to lovers

» wc/date: 548 for the teaser | release date: september 4, 2022

» warnings: alcohol | cocaine | tae punches reader lol (nothing intense) | overall threats of physical altercations lol | tae is dumb

» notes: i'm so hyped for this collab, and i hope y'all love it as much as me, hali, and m do! himbo!tae has been super fun to write. (protip: read this fic in your best annoying fratty, himbo accent.) pls make sure to read their fics as well to have the complete jeju shore experience~

» masterlist | ao3 | join my taglist

» what was jai listening to? the jeju shore spotify playlist

Taehyung was a chill dude, alright? He came to Jeju Shore to have fun with his bros, do some drugs, fuck some pretty girls, maybe get a tan. Super chill. 

In all honesty, he probably would have preferred to be playing Farmville than standing at the bar with a vodka shot in hand and a lost puppy look on his face. But sometimes he had an itch he just had to scratch and today that was, uhhhh, getting drunk at the club and nursing his coke addiction, maybe? Seemed about right! 

If only he could find his friends. 

Jimin and Jungkook were nowhere to be found. Tae couldn’t really even remember if the two guys had even gone to the club with him; the pregame at their vacation home was pretty wild. So now he had a shot of vodka he was supposed to give to his soulmate, Jimin, and yet the guy was missing in action. What was Tae supposed to do? His bromance was clearly not as strong as he thought it was! 

Guess it was time to get crossed. 

Taehyung threw the shot back, shivering a little at the slight sting as the vodka went down. He needed to find some new friends, but looking at the crowd of people gyrating to the music made his brain slosh around in his skull. Especially considering he wore neon green shutter shades that prevented him from seeing at least half of what was in view, and virtually no way of seeing far ahead. But, Sexy Chick by David Guetta and Akon was blasting through the club, and that’s all that really mattered.  

Eventually his eyes landed on a guy dancing near the perimeter of the room. He grinned with large, bright teeth and laughed with his whole body as he vibed to the music. Taehyung made a beeline for him, drawn to the way he oozed happiness and innocence in a club full of debauchery. 

Approaching the guy, Tae waved his hand in his face. 

“Hey dude! Do you wanna do a bump?!” So much for innocence, right? 

Taehyung was just trying to be nice. When someone had drugs, they were supposed to share. Wasn’t that what the DARE Program was all about? DARE rhymes with share, and sharing is caring, something along those lines… 

Speaking of lines! Taehyung couldn’t understand why the guy he was trying to share with kept sticking out his fist. Every time Taehyung tried to grab him, the guy would just jab his fist into the air.

“FIST PUMP?!”

“No, I said, Do. You. Wanna. Do. A. BUMP?!” 

“YEAH, FIST PUMP, BRO!” 

This wasn’t going the way Tae thought it would, but maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. Fist pumping was pretty fucking epic, wasn’t it? Gave him a rush, like he was punching all his energy into the universe. He was being helpful. The universe needed more good energy, anyway. Everyone was so emo all the time. 

But soon Taehyung realized fist pumping was all fun and games until he felt his knuckles crack against something solid, but soft. A small shriek was just barely audible over the bumping of the club music, and Taehyung watched you double over beside him with your hands pressed against your cheek. 

Oh shit. 

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[mostbeautifulloveinlife]

200819 In the Soop S01 E01 VMIN Moments to Cherish

Recently I felt the need to watch In the Soop again and I thought I would make some posts about each episode and the amount of Vmin moments that are to treasure and cuddle like little puppies. Okay cringe enough, let's go with the list of moments.

INTRODUCTION

So I don't know if it's noticeable but this season is sponsored by Fila

So the introduction has the production team explaining BTS about the show and how they can ask them the things they want to take in their little cabin in the forest. They are so humble it makes me cry rainbows because they literally don't know what to ask or ask for things that are very characteristic of each one (like Jin's big ass fish tank) and in the first few minutes we don't get a lot from Jimin or Tae. Then the camera cuts to Jin asking for some canvas in order to paint with Yoongi (hello, my second comfort ship) but we can see Tae talking and staring lovingly with his puppy eyes to Jimin

I mean look at him. LOOK AT H I M.

In Italy we say something like "less is okay too" so less love Taehyung, we get it already

After this little interaction we heard Tae coming back to whatever was happening like why-are-we-gathered-here-anyway-oh-right-the-show and he then proceeded to ask something.

"Hello sir, yes, you say we could ask anything we like, well can you get me this very rare and refined wine called 1520 that I absolutely want to drink in the middle of nowhere for reasons? thanks"

Now I am particulary found of Taehyung because his brain in built different from other people, he just is his own and I'm not excluding the theory that Tata's story is autobiographic and he is really an alien who came to earth to become an idol, so one thing is 1) Tae just asked for this for no particular reason other than him being him or 2) he talked with Jimin about the wine and he just took the chance to ask because that would make a very nice occasion to spend time together and you know ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (hold hands and hug because they're friends)

(=˃ᆺ˂=)

THE VMIN CAR JOURNEY

This is a moment we can really cherish because it lasts so long and it's full of love I'm crying in the club. As always I would like to thank Hobi because he is the president of this ship and he gives us the air we need to breathe so he decided to put himself in the same car as the boys and practically living our dream in real life

Leaving so early should be against human law but Jimin took the time to really wear his hanbok and we really have a mochi so early in the morning looking like this

Also me every second of my life

(this screams so much parenthood and it's also a very war flashback of the dumpling incident Y'ALL)

THEN WE HAVE THIS.

SAMEEEEEEEEE

It's already past August 2020 I think

IN THE SOOP

All of them finally arrived in the house by the soop (tmi but before actually seeing it or hearing about it back when it was announced i though this show was going to be called "In the Soup" and I expected a cooking show) and looking at them going around to see everything with Jimin wearing the hanbok feels like watching a isekai drama with someone from old Korea who has been teleported in the future to be part of an idol group.

then my soul was healed once again (Alexa play Love's Theme by Barry White)

We also had a brief moment of vmin playing football before grandma and granpa Jin and Suga called them to eat lunch

so now my delulu mind will enter the scene to say this. While they were eating Taehyung put a piece of meat on Jin's bowl who was going for seconds and after that he put one piece also in Jimin's bowl who was sitting next to him. I read many beautiful soul warming posts of amazing vmin fans that put together moments where Tae did that to Jimin, feeding him or just making sure he was getting delicious food so my mind thought that, although he really meant to give it Jin as well because they are just a bunch of beautiful souls and they are so domestic and oh my god I'm dying he did it so that giving it to Jimin didn't feel to exclusive? even though they knew them and knew they usually do that and probably nobody care and we are so used to them feeding each others like little birds. But really, I see feeding Jin who was looking for what was left in the pot but then he so quickly feed his soulmate as well. And Tae is also the one saying about himself that he is alway on the receiving side of love while he does these little love gestures. I'm not okay.

that's some dope brotherly love there yes thank you editing team

YES like the song for Jimin? By the end of August 2020? But I forgive him because he cleaned all the dishes and was so good that Jimin even felt the need to praise him because words of affirmation and love is what friends do

Tae was locked out of the room and when asked what was the password to enter his brain went inside the Jimin related folder to think about one

and then the last moment we had is the very unexpected always full with suspence and plot twists moment where bts decides room arrangements for the night and guess who always decide to sleep near each others? Yes I was very shocked too, didn't believe it.

And that's all, sorry for this ass long post but the next ones will be long as this as well. I hope you enjoyed this recap of vmin moments as much as me. I purple all of you.

#200819 #bts #inthesoop #vmin #friends #car #vmin sleeping in the same space #lajimolala #rock bison #jimin #taehyung

[mrs-monaghan]

Jikook also have the same exact pots & exact brand confirmed. So now what? The dishes TK have ARE NOT the same set. Same brand, but Tae's set is Fondaco & JK's set is Incanto. Both sets have been identified. The odds of ALL OF BTS members having the same brands in their house is high cause all the stuff they get sent for free. JK's has had his dishes since early 2022.

JK can't be stirring shit with Tkk when he actively debunks TK. That hickey was about as loud as you can get, cause that represents him cheating on Tae with Jimin and then he rubbed it in Tae's face, who was smiling the whole time. Me, I'm kicking one, while actively tearing the others hair out. I'm not smiling if you show up after a night of drunken gay shenanigans just the two of you alone and you get a sus hickey on your neck. I'm throat punching the hell out of you both. JK's thirst trap for JM's bday. Also not okay if JK is dating Tae. The 2 hour JM live watching old Jimin and Jikook clips, while talking about JM 2 hours straight, with his big in love heart eyes on full display, is ALSO NOT OKAY if JK is dating Tae. JK spending a couple holiday with JM confirmed and not Tae is not okay if JK is dating Tae. JK attending a premiere with his friend of 13 years & having drinks after and going home separately CONFIRMED. Is VERY OKAY AND NORMAL. Understand what counts as line crossing and what doesn't. Then the answer to who is really real becomes very evident and clear. No matter what Jikook define their relationship as, they fucking & been fucking for years. Sorry not sorry.

Anon, well put. Well fucking put 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

Guys I woke up this morning and I honestly did not think we would be discussing utensils in order to determine what ship is real. Honestly, this shit is ludicrous. But if the vermin wanna say Tkk is real because they have the same plate then, well... 2 can play at that game. Ig

Jimin's pot

JK's pot

So can we all just conclude that this topic is ridiculous and just put this to bed? Because if we really wanna get into it, there is a million reasons as to why Tkk could have matching bowls.

Option 1) V doesn't cook so for all we know all this could be catering. Or his friends could have brought the food and the dishes

Option 2) V's table 👆🏽 has alot of RANDOM plates but V only has that one bowl.

Meanwhile Jk has a matching set. So,

How do we know during one of ot7 visits, JK didn't cook everyone food and V took away some in one of JK's matching bowls?

Option 3) When they all moved out from the dorm, someone may have gifted all members bowls. Like anon mentioned above, they get shit for free all the time. Or, a member could have gifted others these bowls

Option 4) Tannies went to see JK, brought food with them and JK kept their plates. All their plates. Not just V's.

Option 5) JK visited V and stole his plates. Or took some food with him in V's plate.

Or option 6) Like an anon earlier mentioned, almost everything in JK's house is from Hybe. Who's to say that doesn't include utensils??

Option 7) According to anon, Isn't even the same damn plate. Something about Fodaco Vs Incanto 🤷🏽‍♀️

I bring up all the above reasons because it's preposterous how much weight is being put on a single plate. I'm not saying Jkkrs don't look at pans and bowls, that would be hypocritical. I'm just saying when we found out Jikook have the pan we didn't fuss about it this damn much. We have bigger things to fuss about. So maybe y'all should be asking yourselves why one single plate means so damn much.

In conclusion:

That hickey was about as loud as you can get, cause that represents him cheating on Tae with Jimin, and then he rubbed it in Tae's face, who was smiling the whole time.

#enough with the plate #bring the next bit of evidence #the vermin #bts ask #ask shaz #jikook #jimin and jungkook #jimin #jungkook #bts #Taekook is not real

[borahaejenn]

🌈💜For Bangtan and ARMY,💜🌈

     I am early but since it will be Hobi's birthday next week I wanted to do all my V-DAY greetings this week. hehe💝HAPPY V DAY!💝 How has your week been? hehe I missed you. I wanted to feel cute and have fun with y'all and so I took pictures and made many videos for you lol I say this in the videos but I also like to see this day as Tae Tae day lol IT IS V DAY haha Taehyung-ah!!!!!!!!!! Hi!!!!!!!!!!🤟😂 I saw your mini-lives and I am happy you have been resting well and enjoying your time with family and friends lol I know I am late in saying this but I wanted to say it regardless. I love u. 💜 I also wanted to say, FIGHTING! For when you choose to work on your music, I send a lot of support and encouragement, honey. I also hope you enjoyed your boujee strawberries lmao 😭🤟🤤 Because strawberries are delicious no matter the price they come at lol 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 I read a forum about how strawberries don't taste as good as they look on the outside and I was laughing so hard because I think people have been deprived of good strawberries lol The ones that have no taste are the ones that are usually green and ready to be picked and some look just about right and still taste bitter at times. I have had some delicious and sweet strawberries in my lifetime and let me say that it just depends on luck at times and having a good feel and eye for a batch of strawberries. My mom is a master at picking any fruit and veggie at its perfect taste and it is insane how good she is at it so I always had sweet strawberries lol She learned from my dad's mom lol I have been trying to learn so I can keep it up.😂😂😂😂😂😂 Plus she is a Taurus, she has great taste no matter what lol 😂😂😂😂😂 Sometimes I pick certain foods and my mom sometimes just gives me that look of approval and a thumbs up and I know I won at life when she pulls that kaep jjang 👍 on me. haha It's an honor to get a thumbs up from any mom. lol Also, y'all I met the sweetest grey French bulldog lol I walked around the neighborhood with my parents and my sister and so many French bulldogs live around here lol they are so cute though. But, I met one called BLUE and he was so freaking adorable. Homie would not stop coming to me and sniffing me. He would go back and forth between my mom and my sister and then come up to me and stare at me with the biggest cutest eyes until I petted him and ahhhhhhhhhhhh I fell in love. I have to say that I have never met a dog with a strong personality like that. lol Homie would not walk away until I petted him and his eyes were just so freaking cute. lol Such an angel. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I miss running into dogs during my runs lol and this reminded me of those times. 😂 When I go run I don't come across any babies these days lol But, it was one of my favorite moments of the week next to Jimin waddling during the VIBE mv shooting lmaooo Jimin not wanting to crease his pants was the best scene. lol I love you Jimin. hahahahahahahahahaha That was the comedy I missed seeing. lol You are naturally funny. Props to the BTS CREW for holding it in and not laughing lol

  For the videos, I got the self-love cards out again and I also wanted to talk about random commentary from things I read and saw this past week. I brought back some light karaoke again for V DAY if you want to be in your feels, dance, and sing with me. I get to be a fool again muahahahahaha I apologize for my voice but I was in my feelings lol Bring your ARMY light stick!! haha I hope y'all can enjoy them and sing along. haha I even got EPIPHANY BY JIN lol because if we are about loving ourselves this day too well that track is the standard for it and I miss Jin😭 I was happy to hear that Jin chats with Bangtan too and updates here and there. I am glad he is doing well and doing his best.🥰✨ LET'S HAVE FUN!!!! AHHHHHHHASHSDAKFHSDKHSFKGHDFK. LOL

 For this letter, I wanted to finally catch up with Suchwita with you all yay!!!!!!!!!! I finally watched the Taeyang episode. Let's get into it. 😁✌

-I loved how this episode brought out Yoongi's inner fan out. lol I was just laughing so much at how you kept putting your hands to your heart like almost every minute Taeyang was breathing in the episode Yoongi lol That is me with my sweets lol Yes, I only ever feels so overwhelmed by my food🤤🤤🤤whenever I see a perfectly layered and frosted cake with strawberries I am afraid to even cut it or eat it lol I get super flustered over food because the aesthetics and scent overwhelm me lol  I just need a minute to comprehend how good it looks and how good it will taste before I go for the first bite. I would cry. It got to thinking and I admire people but I don't really feel super starstruck. I once got to meet a player from the Raiders football team because of my mom's work and I just passed him by. Homie was hella nice but super tall and I just greeted him but I didn't really feel anything in the sense that I was not nervous and I didn’t want to invade his personal space. My mom is also really chill around people like that lol She met interesting people from time to time and as a kid when I saw her interact with them she was in business mode. Lol It was in those rare occasions that my mom brought me into her work space that I was a witness to her hard work. hehe My mom always told me that people may be a certain way on the outside but they are just like me and her. She taught me to be understanding and growing up I didn’t  like to think people are better than others because of status or what they do. So, when I see people get mistreated or judged by what they do on the outside I like to take it with a grain of salt in those situations. I always think of how I would see myself if that was me and I don’t like to treat people differently. It’s one thing to admire someone and be motivated by them because of what they do and it’s another to think that just because someone is in the spotlight you are entitled to judge them and think they are more perfect in your mind that when they mess up you project all your disappointments on them. I like admiring and hyping up people but we all bleed at the end of the day.  I admire the work people do like I go insane for certain tracks and things people do because I enjoy them but I realized that I am not into the concept of fame in the bigger picture lol if I see someone I see on youtube or someone I listen to in the streets I would not approach them unless I met them naturally and just talked lol For me people are just people no matter what they do I also think of how being approached can also cause anxiousness to others and I would rather not do that to someone who does not know me well lol. Plus, crowds are not for me haha I would walk the other way.  However, I think it's amazing to see people be passionate about people they admire and feel motivated by. I think it is natural to admire and bring about change in yourself because of those who you may look up to or who inspire you as they may push you to do differently and build dreams and goals so as long as it is healthy and sincere just like Bangtan has with many people they admire and Yoongi has here with Taeyang. 😊

-"It's like I'm meeting a celebrity." lol Yoongi. I love how you don't see yourself that way lol Sometimes I don't even see myself as a human. lol I feel like I don't belong with any species lol A LONE WOLF. 🙂

-"I love to eat." TAEYANG!!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love how this episode started with Taeyang speaking about food and saying he does not really drink. WELCOME TO THE CLUB YOUNGBAE. lol You are welcome here in my club. 👍😎 I knew Taeyang meant business when he said it really relaxed and was laying back on his chair lol you know he loves food.

-Bless Taeyang's heart lol Homie was like "I gained 10kg in the military." lol I gain 1kg every hour I breathe haha just kidding, but at times it feels that way but I am active and I walk here and there so I don't really feel it most of the time. lol  But, it shocked me a bit because he brought up how he used to eat once a day and once he went into the military he got used to eating three times a day. From my own studies, eating three times a day is good and the standard. Eating six times with 3 meals and 3 snacks is also best as it is more nutrient dense than just one meal. I know six times is wild and many people in my class in the past were so shocked but our teacher was like, "yeah, snacks are needed." lol I remember being able to only eat twice a day because of my hectic schedule and just thinking how hard it is being a human lol I don't human right but I ain't perfect either lol. Plus, in this day and age, six times is hard but possible if you are into building that habit to be well-fed through the day. I know that one meal a day is like the popular diet people do to reach a certain look for work and I get it. I can say something about how it isn't really healthy or realistic to keep the weight off in the long run but I can't change a whole social construct with my words lol I will say that I am glad that although y'all diet with one meal a day for work, I like that when y'all are not working you go back to eating all you want. I know that y'all do it temporarily. It was nice to see Taeyang eating well during Suchwita. 😊👍

-"[And a boy who built up his own dream watching him]" BTS CREW talking about Jimin was nice. I talk about this in the video but it was so wild that Jimin has been into Taeyang for such a long time because both of them are Gemini Moons and I bet they didn't know lol  You have a Libra and Taurus working together with the same moon sign and you get a wonderful collaboration and work ethic. Y'all are about presentability and very specific with what you want out of what you put out. Y'all work well together and gravitate towards each other through thoughts and style of going about things with work. Gemini moons are known for being highly charismatic but live to learn and start new things. They love to learn and converse with people. They seek knowledge and are very passionate about it. Y'all are people of communication, spoken word, and being really good at it. I see that in both of them.  The way Taeyang speaks is also really eloquent. He gives a space to take in the question and then answer. It was a different dynamic and I thought it was awesome. Taeyang spoke a lot about learning after a result has been shown and Jimin speaks a lot about how results are important to him because it is the feeling that moves him from them. I see the connection. I dig it.🤟

-"I noticed he tries really hard...I'm the type that keeps on going until I make it work and Jimin...He works so hard until he gets it right. Even I couldn't keep up with him."  I love how Taeyang brought up this difference. The concept of modifying things when needing to and then the concept of not giving up just yet and sticking to something until it is done all the way. The passion is big here. But, I think there is something in just being aware of your own style of work and creative flow and being inspired by someone and putting those different synergies together that show growth. I admire Taeyang for being someone who seeks growth and allows himself to learn from people. You don't see that in people all the time. Sometimes people let status get to their head and it was also nice to hear Taeyang talk about that struggle too and you can tell he has been doing his best to be open about it and learn from it.  With Jimin, he might feel shocked someone like Taeyang would say something like this about him but I hope he realizes he also encourages and moves people to be their best and do their best. I think people who can inspire a thought or just make others think differently are the scariest. When you have the capability to engage and intrude on the thoughts of others you can bring about new outcomes and perspectives to the table. It is not always about being super deep or knowledgable either even though there is nothing wrong with being about that but about formulating even the simplest questions in the minds of others so new conversations can be made. I always say this but if someone disturbs my thoughts and makes me feel some type of way about something, instead of feeling sad, frustrated, angry, or irritated I should praise them for getting to my head in the first place and ask questions about why it bothered me and how I can go about it. I find people who also seek clarity in the disturbances even more frightening because they will always try to learn instead of react. Taeyang and Bangtan got that lol I say this because of how y'all work and speak beyond just stage presence. There is power in the energy of someone who does not fall easily into the words of others and questions instead and finds ways to improve and see things differently.

-"I'm going to keep on playing it. [1- person streaming team]" lol Me with not just VIBE but also PARADISE, DIMPLE, ATTACK ON BANGTAN, WHALIEN 52, DOPE, AND 21ST CENTURY GIRLS. 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

-"It kind of feels like my worlds are colliding." Yoongiiiiiiiiiii I feel you. lol But also with BTS AND COLDPLAY.😭💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

-"...but in our position right now... there's a level that I'm satisfied with so if it doesn't reach that I wouldn't be able to release it. So, based on my standards I was really satisfied with this song which is why it's being released. As for the things I lack or need to work on those can be discovered after this song is released. People could tell me about things I didn't know about and get me to think about them." This question Yoongi brought up about scaling how satisfied Taeyang is from 1 to 100 brought up a good response from him. Usually, people are quick to answer with a number right off their heads or they would think hard and try to come up with a number. This answer Taeyang said is refreshing. It was more of a, why scale things by numbers when in the eyes of others it will always be a 1 or a 100? As long it fit his standards and he focused on that, that is all that matters. It reminded me that people will always have something to say about what you create, say, or do but do you ever ask yourself if it fulfilled with what you wanted? We sometimes forget about our standards and what we want in every aspect of our lives. Sometimes we are told that we have to define our standards and scale them in two ways. If you focus on yourself and what you want it is selfish to people and if you go by what others want you are doing too much or trying too hard. It is like you can never win with anything or anyone. Taeyang reminded me that results and what you do speak for themselves and not everyone will get it but what you get out of it is what matters above all else. 🙏 Taeyang is like I am just here to see where I can grow. Homie gets it.

-"'Twilight at the end of a dark night sky.' [A bright twilight that lights up a pitch dark night]" For someone who was on hiatus for six years, this is a beautiful way of putting his comeback to music. It's like the light is coming back into the sky after 6 years of pure darkness for VIPs.  It's interesting because I remember when I looked up his name and I found out that Taeyang means sun, sunshine, and positivity.  I hope VIPs get to bask in their suns light. hehe I feel like Taeyang is VIPs sun. ✨ I think it is a lovely sentiment.

-BTS CREW putting "[Neglected]" in front of the food is funny as hell. lol 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 The conversation was hitting them so hard they forgot about the food. That is a good sign. haha You know the conversation is hitting when you can talk for hours and forget about food and the time passing. haha

-"[BIGBANG gave them dreams and BTS went on to achieve them.]" I think this was said well. I read so much and read so many comments on the idea of people paving roads and ways and this kind of gave me a different perspective. I don't think there is only one person who ever transpires a whole new way for everybody because it is more of a butterfly effect. It is like the idea that not one person started something or can claim one thing came from a specific thing or person, but that one thing inspired another and it lead to an expansion. I know not everybody will agree with my point but this is food for thought. If Bangtan didn't have people inspire them or who moved them and this can be other artists too not just only one specific artist, they would not have come far the way they are now. One person creates one thought and then it opens a whole new world to one person and then it leads to action and greater expansion out of it. If anything it is the inspiration from others that we create new things and pave different ways from that first interaction of inspiration. Would Joonie have picked up the mic and started going down the music path if he didn't listen to the artists who moved him? It would be a wholly different result. Those artists that moved Bangtan paved new worlds and possibilities for Bangtan and in return they went and achieved the thoughts they had from that seed that was planted in the beginning. BTS CREW said a strong statement here and it makes sense. 👍 This is not to discredit the work form artist who did open new ways in many areas for others like Bangtan did on their own with their music and presence but also in the past with other artists who also opened up space for people in other groups in the industry, but this is also just a thought to credit those who gave the ideas to the trailblazers to pave ways for others in the first place as well.

-"I think all the solo activities and music I do now has to help the team. The team always comes first and the members are my first priority I don't want to do anything that hurts the team. Expanding yourself and taking pride in who you are is good and a reflection of your team/ your people. It's hard and tough being on your own and you might not always do well but knowing that you have a team who is always with you was really encouraging... there's nothing else that makes you as strong and invincible as that." This is one of my favorite points Taeyang spoke about. I love that Yoongi also admitted his fears and faced them by speaking about them. This was beautifully said and it reminds me of how if you don't take care of your wants and needs first, you can't expect to be your best and do your best for those who rely on you and who you care about. When you know that you are expanding and doing what you want and focusing on your desires and filling your own cup, you need to remind yourself that it is also for those around you. Doing you and being you in all that you are is less scary knowing that people want you because of who you are in all your entirety because of what you offer and can give with your presence because you are the only one who can give what you have and be who you are for those who love you. You are the only one who specializes in yourself and no one else can. Knowing that you are getting gains but that it is also helping your own people is an amazing feeling because you are also expanding and that means you will bring more to the people you love both directly and indirectly. You can do no wrong when you know what you are doing is only adding to the person you want to become for yourself and also those around you.  I wish to say thank you to Taeyang for saying what he said. I hope he gets to fulfill his dream of being useful to those around him but also of being the best for his wife and baby. When he spoke about his family it just showed the growth in his tone and I was soft because he really thought into it beyond also just his team but also his own family. He has been building a good head on his shoulders. I can tell. 😇

-"But I also love BTS as a fan." MIN YOOOOOOOOONGIIIIIII.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭Reminds me of Jin and when he spoke about seeing Bangtan as an ARMY when he got his hand on a cast lol We only got us so we have to be each other's fans and egg each other on. LET'S GO!!!!!!🙌

  -"It's more like a gap. That's what I felt the most. As Taeyang, I receive recognition and I'm judged by a lot of people and I keep moving forward towards a goal but when I go home, I'm different. I'm someone that can live without all of that so I felt a gap over that." I felt this lol the "can live without all of that" hit me because some days I have thoughts of being just numb and I question what life would be like if I didn't do certain things and just stayed still for a whole day. I realized that while goals and dreams are good, who made the concept of them and why is it that our purpose is heavily reliant on making them? Not to say that those things are not important but who defined those things as important in the first place? I have questions. If we just lived for nothing but just to live and survive wouldn't things be and look different? Is it wired in our minds to have something to work toward as humans? Is having purpose a real thing or socially constructed to keep us going because we don't really know what else to do beyond just living? We can live without a lot of things but it is all in our heads when we think about it. lol This is why I don't really believe in fame or the concept. I can live not really caring about that and just seeing people as people. I don't care about popularity either. If I like or love certain things, I just do. If I don't I just don't lol Why do I have to like something or not because of popularity or how well-known it is? I  am sometimes in my bed like I just want to have a human experience without having to have reasons for certain things lol Like let us all live. I wonder if people ever think this haha but Taeyang has a point. We all play certain roles in our lives but when we are alone it's like you don't really need all that or need to really do all that at the end of the day but you are doing it because you wish to go out there and show those personas. It is interesting. We can choose to disassociate but also be into it. lol

-"The most important thing is what kind of people you surround yourself with. Whether it's your members or staff close to you. You need people who can be objective and say no...The more loved you are and the more popular you become everything you do gets an okay. The more people like that around you. The more toxic it becomes for you."  THISSSSSSSSS!!!!!! along with Yoongi saying this, "Because at a certain point, everyone just wants to please you."  This is why I say that I love ARMY. A lot of ARMY is very opinionated and they say when they aren't into something or don't feel okay with something and this goes beyond calling out others but also speaking on music and in the fandom. This is why I don't like to bash on ARMY who feel differently about certain things Bangtan has done or said or created. When you allow room for conversation as Joonie said recently, it says more about you. When you can let people speak and you listen instead of reacting, that is powerful and you know the connection is real. People who really care about you and love you will tell you when you said something out of pocket, will tell you when you made them feel uncomfortable, will tell you they ain't feeling something you did, and will let you know than to talk behind your back and resent you. I feel people see objective thoughts as bad signs and feel as if they are disliked or rejected by someone but that is far from the truth when you know deep down it is critical and it could help you improve or learn something new. We at times run away when someone we care about has something to say, but someone being honest is love. They show that they care about you enough and see you as worthy in their lives to speak to you about something than hide it from you. This is why I say that people don't have to agree with me but I am just going to speak about how I see and how I feel about something. It is my truth and how I feel and I want to communicate with you and be real. Also, when you can be at peace with a "no" you learn to live with an open heart because you see that a "no" is also a gain in the long run. You either learn something or you get pushed to another door that will open for you.

-Taeyang talking about getting a typewriter after watching a typewriter documentary and writing in his dressing room is the definition of less is more. lol It was cool that he brought that random fact out lol I just am imagining it and it's random but I mean everyone has their own process but it is nice that he brings out the idea that you don't need to have certain things to get something going. It reminded me of when I started training for marathons for the first time and I agree. I didn't get any specific shoes or gear and I just went for it with a random pair of Nike shoes and my oversized tees and sweats and went for it. No big goals or specific expectations but just to do my first marathon. lol I didn't know how but I just kept going. I think it is a nice sentiment with the typewriter because you really can't go back and erase what you wrote and that is genius in this time where we have the technology to delete and forget what we wrote. With a typewriter it makes you face what you wanted to forget. You just have to keep typing. There is no going back until you finish feeling out your thoughts and you go back to read what you felt. There is beauty in that.  It is like this quote, "THE ONLY TIME YOU SHOULD EVER LOOK BACK IS TO SEE HOW FAR YOU'VE COME." 🦋 When you can go back to see what you felt you will see how far your thoughts and feelings came to how you think now. It reminds you that you did well and are trying. It counts for something. 🥰

-"Running helps me organize my thoughts." lol TAEYANG, YES!!!!! You get it lol You brought up running and I am passionate about it lol You are even more welcome in my club with Joonie lol 😂I know you run from time to time Joonie lol I would say Jimin too but not sure if he still runs these days haha Just in case, Jimin is in the club too. hehe Running is humbling and it is not for the weak-willed. It is one thing to lift heavy and to be flexible but it is another to run for hours and keep at it with your sanity, stamina, and strength intact. lol It is like 60% mind and 40% strength, physical, and food. lol People like to say running does nothing and that it is useless, but it helps with your heart health in the long run and builds a mindset one can't gain anywhere else. Trust me. One does not simply run. 👌haha (insert LORD OF THE RINGS MEME lol) If you know someone who runs, they are scary lol I know I am muahahahaha. Just kidding. It just depends. lol

-"But living a normal life as much as possible, feeling thankful for the little things, maintaining good relationships with the people around you. In my opinion, those things are the most important." A 100% times yes! I think when we can see ourselves as humans above all else you can live a life where we can love all things because we see ourselves as one with people in the good and bad. Your energy shifts into being aware that we are all just living on a rock floating in space trying to make sense of our lives no matter how small or big they may seem to people. Focusing on the things in front of you is like touching grass and realizing that not everything is about you but how you assume things are about you. It's important to find our small happiness and passion in the little things we do and have to live out each day.😊

-"My shortcomings then made me into the person I am now." I enjoy reading how people answer the question about going into the past and if they would like to go back to a certain time or change something. I hear so many people speak about how they would not go back or want to change anything because they would not be the person they are today and I get that answer because the butterfly effect is real. If you at some point go back and think about if you didn't go somewhere or met someone at some point in your life things could go differently because they at some point taught you something you needed to learn to get to another important part of your life. But, for me, I would like to go to the past not to change things but to re-experience certain moments and met again certain people I lost in my life early on without it changing anything but having that moment be still in another multiverse lol Like let me play THE SIMS 2 in peace without having to think about anything else. lmao Also, I just want to be with Ana for a bit again. I miss her like I always do and I would love to be in her presence again especially with my tatts and short hair lol She would say, "I told you that it would suit you." haha Where is the Homie DR. STRANGE lol But I do agree with Taeyang's statement it reminded me of Jimin's answer from his W Korea interview about what he would tell his younger self lol Jimin, I remember you said you would say nothing because you would not learn the things you know now. I know I would have told myself to keep going. As a kid I always wanted someone to tell me I will be fine. It was hard for me some days and I think every kid deserves to be told that at least once in their youth from an adult they can trust. Adults are proof to the youth that things will be okay if they keep going. When you see someone grow amongst the heaviness of life you can believe that you can too. I like that sentiment. hehe 💖

-"[The light of the sun changes from sunrise to sunset] [But it always rises tomorrow] [And never loses its light]" This was a nice sentiment BTS CREW left to end the episode and I love it. I had to end it with this to bring some words of warmth if anyone needs it today. Remember that we all fall and we also rise but within us lies the bravery to keep going no matter how the process is for us. Our curiosity to know what will become of us is always there and it just means you are capable of living the way you want to. If you think it, it is because it is possible. You choose to give that possibility energy or not, but it is up to you. 💜 I love you.

 Thank you Yoongi for another thoughtful episode.👍 I love that you sometimes bring simple questions that bring out interesting answers from your guests. Lol I enjoy the last questions segment about the past. I feel like a lot of the time y’all get asked questions that seem so repetitive that other artists get them too but when you ask questions and people enter your space it’s like something new gets said. It’s a nice feeling. Plus, it’s nice to hear from people that I have not heard talk in awhile the way they do with you. It’s like they get a nice space to breathe and be open in your show. Fighting, SUCHWITA!💪✨

 I shall go now. hehe I hope y'all eat deliciously this weekend but also for V-DAY. haha I will be going out with my sister. We found this new restaurant we wanted to try out and we are going lol My sister was like "they have a vegetarian menu, JENNNNN" It is hard at times to find vegetarian and gluten-free options in some places and my sister goes insane when she finds one lol but I do have to go shop for some essentials and I am going to eat to my heart's content. 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 Oh and Kook and Jimin I will enjoy your lives well soon. lol But, first it is Hobi day soon lol But, let's enjoy today as well. One thing at a time, right? YES. hehe Please take care and have some sweets for me if you can lol Enjoy the videos and thoughts in the blog if you wish to see them and also if you don't agree with what I say just know I will still love you. hehe I want to remind you all of that because I don't mind when people don't agree. I remember Joonie had this quote stuck in my mind way back then and it's this but I modified it a bit lol: WE ARE NOT PERFECT BUT SURE AS HELL ARE LIMITED EDITION. Don't be afraid of your differences both physically and also mentally, embrace them in any way you can. 🙏💕I purple you. Bye bye!

With love, Your Jennifer 💖✌🐰✌💖