#yandere idol jin

[sweetwolfcupcake]

Rose Gold: Under The Wraps

Shades of Obsession Universe

Rose Gold Masterlist

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The sudden rustling woke you up from your slumber. Half-awake, you forced your drooping eyes to open and your hazy sight caught Jin’s figure by the bathroom door.

“Oh, I’m so sorry sweetheart, did I wake you up?”

“Mhm, when did you return?”

“Just now, I was just washing my clothes.”

Rubbing your eyes, you realised that he was standing shirtless, only with his lounge trousers on. The bathroom light illuminated the otherwise dark room, and the contrast fist beautifully on your boyfriend’s perfect face.

“I thought you would not return all night.”  you mumbled, feeling tired, but also more conscious of your surroundings with each passing moment.

“It’s five in the morning. Just got back. Go to sleep, I will join you in a moment.”

You sighed before letting out a yawn. Even with your muddled mind, you remembered that you had so much to discuss with Jin.

“Jin, I wanted to talk about some things.”

“I know,” he paused for a sigh “We will talk over breakfast, okay? I have taken a day off. I will be with you all day, hmm? Sleep now, you need it.”

You nodded, feeling too groggy to discuss things anyway. And almost as soon as you fell back on the bed, you slept.

You woke up late, that too, when Jin had coaxed you out of your dream world. Not that you felt refreshed, because even in your dreams, you were being chased, and such nightmares left you more drained than replenished.

“How did you sleep?” Jin had his back on you as he plated the breakfast.

“Good, I feel better.” you plastered a smile for him.

Jin had been already stressing regarding the case as well as handling awkward paparazzi questions and working on the upcoming album, you did not want to burden him further.

Turning around, Jin’s smile faltered as he eyed you. “You slept well?”

“Eh-yes?” the uncertainty simply slipped in, Jin asking the same question again meant he did not buy your smiling face and words.

“Mhm.” he nodded “I made breakfast. Come.” he ushered you towards the dining table as he put the plate before pulling a chair for you.

“I had sent Aerin yesterday, with all your remaining luggage, nothing was missing, was sit? The appliances would have to be stored away I guess. Or you guys can rest the place- all furnished apartments are always on demand.” Jin continued.

“I just…I did not know of the other pictures, Jin. And if someone is stalking us, would it not make sense to live separately?”

“Live separately?” he let out a chuckle “So that it becomes easier for them to trace you? This place is more secured, you know that, Love, no one is allowed without permission and proper ID.”

“And us staying together would simply confirm the media that we indeed are in a relationship. They will try to bring you down Jin, the target is not me. It has never been me, you know that.”

“I willt ake care of it.” he reassured firmly.

“How? The pictures are breaking the internet- how will you—”

“Do you trust me?”

“Jin—”

“Please (y/n)...Do you trust me?”

You sat in a moment of silence, before nodding and reaching for Jin’s hand on the table.

“I do, I do trust you Jin.”

“So trust me to take care of it. I will make everything right. Just…Just don’t stop trusting me…Okay?”

You nodded, somehow feeling reassured at the new depth of confidence he exuded. 

—----

There was no discussion regarding moving out again. Jin had been right, it was only within two weeks that the matter was under wraps and you were free to travel to your office regularly, though initially, Jin had informed you that Hybe had arranged an incognito bodyguard for you. You did not protest much, the incident had left a scar in your mind after all.

As anticipated, there were no more threats, no disturbances. Within a few months, your life fell back into a peaceful pattern as if nothing had been disturbed ever. The only change being you sharing roof with your boyfriend.

 Taehyung kept updating you regarding the situation as it was a confidential issue and none but an insider would know Hybe's actions. He had let you know that Hybe had been able to trace the numbers and even sued the offenders, it had all been done within the span of a month or so and you were relieved that you were safe, at least until another article did not come up with leaked photos. 

Jin had invited you to another of his lavish personal apartment a couple of days after everything settled down, you had been barely able to catch even a glimpse of him due to his active participation in handling the matter, he had taken it on himself to see to it that the matter had been handled right.  Besides, BTS was also working on another comeback

So when he took you to his apartment for a pampering date night, you were elated. 

But dinner was not the only occasion when you were the object of his affections. You were so pleasantly surprised when you were taken to his bedroom- he had made the arrangements himself, rose gold satin sheets covered the bed, candles lit the room in a romantic, dim glow, while the subtle scent of roses filled in your senses, it was everything- sweet, romantic and sensual. 

And Jin made love to you on the satin sheets- and it was everything from sweet to sensual to satisfying. It was beautiful and when you both lay on the ruined sheets, slowly floating down from the euphoric feeling of making love, he had taken your left hand- told you how much he loved you and slipped the ring that promised his love and commitment to you in your previously empty ring finger.

.

.

.

Jin watched with his heart filled with adoration and moon in his eyes how you gasped at the gleaming ring on your finger- a perfect fit.

 "I love you Jagi, you were made for me- only me." he kissed your tears away before claiming your lips for the nth time.

He loved you and he knew you did not love him- not as deeply as he did  at least. But you were there- almost there and in no time, you would love him as much as he loved you- your happy tears conveyed so 

"Oh Jin, I-never, I do not deserve you."

 And perhaps you didn't, especially because how he had meddled with your mocha shake the night you came to his studio to return the bracelet.

You did not deserve him, especially after he had Hybe trace the journalist who had taken the picture and the person who had sent you the first threat message and later shared your number with other sick 'fans'. And of course, that bitch who dared to attack you.

You were in his arms, so blissfully unaware of how Namjoon and Taehyung had accompanied him in taking care of the bodies- all the people who dared to threaten and stalk you. 

And it all happened the same night Taehyung and he had sent Aerin to move the rest of your luggage to Jin's place.

You were too kind, he and his brothers were not.

 Hybe took care of the rest. 

The company always would, that was how everything had been covered up in the past when Taehyung had wrongly framed his girlfriend's admirer and had the unfortunate man sent to years of prison to rot away. 

They were, after all, family. They would always have each others' back. And Hybe took care of its artists very well. Your cousin did not need to be enlightened, and neither you- none of them deserved women like you and Aerin. But love was a sweet treasure and everybody deserved love after all.

Jin smiled at you with admiration.

He did not deserve you, but he had you anyway and you would always be his. 

"Oh Jagi, do not say that. You deserve a lot more. You deserve the world." he cooed at you and smiled, before capturing your lips once more.

You deserved all his love, admiration, devotion and obsession- you deserved a lot more.

**** End****

Finally, the final part of the series is here, I have decided that a grand epilogue would follow...After the end of all the series in this universe.

But I have a drabble prepared and I might just upload it later. Let me know what you all think.

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[mother2monsters]

(Another untitled)

I'm trash, but my friend loves it. Not proofread, my bad...

“Love sometimes isn’t enough Hobi. I love you and you love me and we can love each other and not be together. I never want to hold you back or feel like I’m causing you to miss out on life or experiences.  Love doesn’t equal sexual attraction.  It’s ok, we…”

The look in his eyes silenced her mid-speech. 

He’s never looked at her that way. Slowly, she tried to back away to maybe try to give him space and time to let what she was saying sink in. Eventually he had to see that she was right. I mean, a girl can only masturbate so much. But the further away she got, the closer he came towards her.  

The thing with Hobi was when he was mad, you’d know it. He’d raise his voice a little, put some more bass in it. Let it be known. However, this was so far beyond mad, there wasn’t any space left in the room for any other emotion and the rage was so thick in the air she began to get lightheaded. 

Silence as he stalked closer, eyes never leaving hers. 

He didn’t have to raise his voice, the silence of the room was deafening. 

“Strip”.  He commanded in a voice so deep she felt it in her bones, causing her to shiver. 

Filled with indignation, totally disregarding the danger her instincts told her she was in, she tried to push past him as she told him she didn’t want a pity fuck. 

The words are caught in her throat as he wraps his long slender fingers around the column of her neck and squeezes in warning as he pushes her against the wall.   

He never raises his voice. In a harsh whisper he states “Instead of asking me like an adult, you assume you know my reasoning” he pulls a pocketknife out of one of the many pockets in his camo. “You then decide to try to end things with me” he pushes her further into the wall and puts the blade right up under her chin. She’s shaking at this point, realizing he did just finish his service and she has no idea the things he may have endured or suffered through. She tries to plead with him but he silences her with a squeeze to the throat. 

“You are mine. To fuck, to not fuck, to love, to spoil, to take care of…you are mine…”

Slowly he drags the blade from her throat to her shirt and down her chest ripping the fabric as he goes. 

“You wanted to see the man behind the mask, you wanted to know why I haven’t touched you yet, why I haven’t gorged myself on your cum, fucked you until all you know is how to scream my name…well you’re about to find out….color?”

Taken aback, the word green flies from her mouth before her brain could catch up and at that utterance, he kisses her so passionately he steals her breath. Then he glares, “strip before I cut off the rest”. 

Shaking she removes the leggings she was wearing and her favorite pair of boy shorts.   He picks her up underneath her thighs and walks her to the bed gently lying her down. If it wasn’t for the look in his eyes, she’d think they were about to make love. 

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[rialikesbts]

Obsessesive

Professor! Seokjin x Reader

Masterlist

"Now, just because I am giving you a worksheet does not mean that you are allowed to make noise. You can talk to each other regarding the work but do it quietly." Your college professor says, stepping away from the podium to reach his desk. 

Sitting down comfortably and readjusting his glasses, Kim Seokjin took a look over his class of 70 students. 

The guys at the back were busy on their phones and the girls at the front were pretending to focus on their work while sneaking glances at their young teacher and whispering among themselves, probably about how hot he looked when 'ordering' them

The thought made Seokjin smirk.Regardless he sent a look to those girls to focus on the work assigned instead of him.Looking over to the middle of the room, he saw his dedicated students who were interested in his lectures rather than his face. A smile took over his face while admiring them doing their work. 

Seokjin then looked over to the left corner to see his favourite student. His smile kept on increasing at the sight. 

You had put one of your elbows on the table, your squishy cheek pressed against your knuckles, headphones in your ears, as you quietly did your work. 

It wasn't like you had no friends. You just prefered to work alone. Seokjin liked that about you. He liked everything about you. You were always loud, walking and running around the campus with your friends, always giggling and laughing, but when it came to your studies,you remained silent in your classes and focused on the teacher. This motivated your friends to focus in classes as well. What an angel my sweetie is. 

You were on top of the class, and still helped everyone. He had seen you so many times in the courtyard, explaining concepts to not only your classmates, but also your juniors. His heart was filled with pride, watching you.

Mine. All mine. 

Seokjin took a walk around the classroom, to see how far everyone had gone with his work and to help someone if they needed it. You, of course were ahead of everyone, yet he still asked  if you needed any help. 

"Do you need any help, miss Y/N?" 

"No sir, I'm fine thank you." 

"Alright, if you need any help, just raise your hand." 

"Okay sir." 

Although it was for  a short moment, Seokjin loved it when all your attention was on him. He loved it the way you called him 'sir'. Your soft, delicate voice.

Will it still be that soft when you'll scream his name whilst underneath him? 

He tried to hide his smile that was building up, to stop his dirty thoughts and to control his wild imaginations about his doll. You bad girl, you will surely get a punishment when I will have you. 

"Look! Mr. Kim has that creepy smile again after talking to you." Your friend whispered in your ear as you glanced at the said man. 

"I know right!Why doesn't he get the hint that I will ask him when I have a problem?This is the fourth time this week! He's honestly so creepy."You whispered. 

You honestly wanted to shift to another class, but he was a great teacher. Also it's not like the college admins will believe  if your teacher is creepy. He hasn't done anything like this before, nor has he touched you or anything. You had no proof. 

~~~~~~~~~~

"Do you need  a ride back home, Y/N?" 

You looked up from your phone to see Mr. Kim in his bright red tesla. 

Great. The more I try to avoid him, the more I have to deal with him. 

You plastered a huge fake smile on your face before saying,

"Oh! It's alright Mr. Kim, the bus will be coming soon!" 

"Don't worry dear, I'll drop you off at home. A pretty thing like you shouldn't be travelling in a bus." 

You belong in my mansion, staying pretty, just like the doll you are. 

You were creeped out by his statement of you being a 'pretty thing'.Aa if you were an object.

Pretending that you were getting a call,you placed your phone near your ear  and said 'Hello' . Bowing down to your teacher, you walked away with your bag.It was the only thing you could think of to get out of the situation. 

After walking a considerable distance, you removed your phone from your ear before looking back to see if your teacher's car was in sight. 

Seeing the red car out of the way, you sighed in relief. Turning around, you bumped into a rock hard chest. 

Moving your head up to apologize , you were shocked to see the man you had  just run away from. 

He no longer had a smile on his face, rather a very cold look, as if he was incredibly angry. It was the look he gave to those annoying girls in class when they kept asking him unnecessary questions. It was the look he gave to the guys at the back who did not do their work. 

It was a look that said 'If you get on my nerves one more time, I will not hesitate to punish you'. 

You were left as a stuttering mess before him. 

"Mr. Kim.. I… you.." 

He put a finger to his lips, signaling you to quiet down.He was breathing heavily as if trying to tone down his anger.

Why was he so angry? 

He gripped your arm tightly, pulling you along to his car. You tried prying his hands off of you,but he was too strong.You had to resort to hitting him on his shoulder to which he  pulled you closer to him, caressing your face before whispering.

"You'll get a punishment if you misbehave angel. Be a good girl. Mr Kim doesn't like bad girls." 

You shivered and kept quiet.Mr Kim drove you to his luxurious apartment.He made you sit down on the couch, forcefully fed you your favourite food and made you drink orange juice. You were scared and crying but still did whatever he wanted. Maybe if you obey, he will let you go home. 

You began feeling dizzy. He must have spiked the juice. 

Your eyes soon began to close. You couldn't help it.Before completely passing out, you heard your captor speak. 

"If you had agreed to come with me first, I would have dropped you at your home. But you were being a stubborn brat and made me angry. See angel? Your actions have consequences." 

A tear escaped from your eyes. 

"Now, live with me and be my doll. Let me worship and love you."

He gave you a kiss on your forehead, before picking you up and heading to his room. 

A/N

Feel free to request any scenarios! I love reading and writing yandere🥰

#yanderecore #yandere oneshot #bts yandere #yandere jin x reader #jin #bts oneshots #idol singer #yandere au #x reader #professor x #teacher au #obsessive tendencies

[4200nemobackup]

(just an idea <3)

**yandere!sub!jimin

i’ve always seen jimin as pretty soft but it’s always the soft ones that are scary 👀

a scenario: jimin is a neighborhood dog walker. now you y/n own the cutest dog ever and you and jimin are friends because he’s well known around the neighborhood and he walks your dog a few times a week.

jimin is literally obsessed with you and you don’t even know it.

whenever you invite him inside when he comes to pick up your dog he has the sudden “urge” to use the bathroom. later on you notice your usually neatly folded underwear drawer tossed around? strange. and what happened to the spoon you were using to eat your cereal?

whenever you “bump into” jimin outside, he always asks if he can take a picture of you and your dog because your dog is oh so cute and they’re his favorite!

NSFW PART!

remember when i said jimin would be soft? yeah….no.

he is a major masochist. please hit him.

he sees your dog’s leash hanging from your door while he’s rummaging around in your room and wonders what it would be like to be your dog.

once again this is just an idea and feel free to use it <3 also i love your work and i hope you’re doing okay!! :)

-🦝

I’ve decided to thirst about this because wow…….this is so hot anon u don’t understand.

Whilst yandere trope is not always my go to, I enjoy yandere subs. I feel like Yandere Jimin is the perfect example of a yandere sub because he will go out of his way to lie to you about his true motives whilst getting close to you. Being your dog walker is perfect to him because he had considered all of the possibilities of the profession and being connected to you. Yandere Jimin is very intelligent. He’s very skilled at planning.

That day when he goes to your bathroom, of course he secretly rummages through your underwear drawers. He was sniffing your underwear, becoming obsessed with your scent. He even stole some, pocketing them quickly hoping that you wouldn’t notice the absence of some of your underwear.

When Jimin takes pictures of you, you would never suspect his true motives. At this point, he has a about 1000 photos of you in his phone that he puts in a folder album. He even has pictures of your room, pictures of you from behind, pictures of you bending over. It’s impossible to even understand how he’s gotten any of these, but he just has them.

I love that you mentioned that Jimin was a masochist! He gets off on you finding him because he wants to see your unhinged reaction. He wants to see how you take it out on a creep like him. He wants to see how you fuck him up so bad.

When you walk in on him using your dogs leash around his own neck, you’re stunned, you’re shocked. Jimin of all people? But can you really be surprised? How didn’t you realize this before?

Hit him, smack him, choke him. Treat him like a dog actually this time. Make him walk on all fours and milk him on all fours. Leave him naked all the time, and make him eat and drink from dog bowls, he actually likes it. He pretends he’s a dog in heat, rutting against your leg at times, and cumming all over your clothes, shoes and underwear. Sometimes he acts so soft and calm, but you secretly know where his mind is at. You can see the insanity in his eyes.

#sub!idol #sub!jungkook #sub!bts #sub!hoseok #sub!jimin #sub!jin #sub!namjoon #sub!taehyung #sub!yoongi #yandere!jimin #sub!yandere

[autherpj]

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ╰┈➤𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙘𝙩 ‘𝙘𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡’ 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙?

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 & 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𐙚 ╰┈➤ 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝘾𝙆 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙆𝙇𝙔 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙉𝘿𝘼𝙍 𝙊𝙉 𝙉𝘼𝙑𝙄𝙂𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙐𝙋𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙉𝙀𝙓𝙏 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏!

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗 𐙚 જ⁀➴

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[wildestdreamsblog]

a one shot w jk and the one night stand scenario pls pls i beg 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ delulu levels r off the charts ever since ck

What he wants, he gets

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader (idol au)

Warnings: Soft Yandere, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

3000 celebration

‘Fuck,’ you mouthed as you looked down at your bare body covered only by a white sheet, and then slowly and horrifyingly turned to look at the man beside you. Your eyes widened even further, your heart beat faster as recognition dawned on your face.

Fuck, indeed.

You let your head fell back down on the pillow in frustration. You couldn’t even have the luxury of experiencing any onslaught of confusion about what happened the night before because you knew full well. The soreness in between your thighs and the marks you could see scattered on your chest were enough to tell you what shouldn’t have happened.

You blamed the alcohol.

You even blamed the man beside you.

But worst of all, you blamed yourself.

You meant, in the first place, why did you allow yourself to go out and drink and completely lost it?!

And of all the people you could have slept with, why on earth did you sleep with the Jeon Jungkook?!

God, you knew you had to leave before he even woke up. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how he would react when he saw you beside him. He would probably think you tricked him somehow.

With bated breath, you lifted the heavy arm filled with artistic tattoos. You carefully watched his face, taking note of the way he whined when you left his arm. He was frowning adorably before you place a pillow in his arm.

You looked down at his handsome face. His dark, luscious hair was like a halo in perfect contrast to the white pillow. His slightly agape lips looked as kissable as they did last night. Jeon Jungkook looked like a dark prince that stepped out of a fairytale. He looked like a dream with his innocent face and his eyes filled with childlike wonder, yet his sinful body told a different story.

Sadly, you had to leave the dream and wake up.

You just wished he didn’t recognize you.

With a small, bitter smile on your lips, you kissed his cheek softly. And with that, you left. In your haste, you unknowingly left behind your bracelet with your name engraved on the inside,

Three weeks passed and yet, the memory of your time with him was still deeply etched in your mind. The way he kept looking at you in secret, a shy smile gracing his lips, the way the colorful lights from the club reflected on him, the way he finally built the courage to walk to you- they were all living rent free in your mind. The marks he so delightfully left in your skin may have already faded, but you could still feel him. The way he was so shy when he approached you was so opposite to how he was when he was on stage. The way he laughed at your jokes was like music in your ears… and the way he looked at you with interest and shyness both glinting in his eyes made you pull him by his clothes to kiss him. You squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself to forget. You have to if you were going to work with the group.

“Until when are you going to sulk, Jungkookie?” Jin asked the youngest maknae, his voice both worried and with a hint of sermon. Ever since he woke up hours later without you and with no trace of you except the bracelet you left behind, he felt angry. That was almost a month ago and everyone in the group could feel the shift in his mood and it was affecting them.

Jungkook was someone who was often laidback, someone who didn’t want to feel negative emotions. However, everyone knew he hated when he was being ignored and what you were doing was the highest form of neglect he had ever felt in his life.

“Until I see her again,” he answered quietly, his eyes focused on the bracelet he was wearing. It was tight on his wrist, but he didn’t care. This bracelet was the only information he had on you.

“Jungkook, you know we always give you everything you want. But we can’t give you her. Not when we don’t know anything about her except her first name,” Namjoon explained gently, his patience endless when it came to the golden maknae. He could see how you were able to affect Jungkook. This was the first time they saw him be attracted to someone, really attracted to someone.

Because if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t lose sleep over you. He wouldn’t go home to his hyungs with tears in his eyes saying he lost you. He wouldn’t still look for you if you were meaningless.

“You’ll find her, Jungkook. We’ll help you, okay? But now, we need you to focus in this meeting.”

The meeting ran long. It was both draining yet productive to the boys. After deciding to call it a day, Jungkook walked out of the room. His eyes were focused on his phone when he felt someone ran into him. His hand immediately went out to steady her.

The girl bowed down her head in apology, her hair covering her face as she refused to meet Jungkook’s doe eyes. He tilted his head, about to ask her if she was okay. His large hand was still touching her forearm when he caught her.

And he felt something he couldn’t name.

Your heart beat faster. It was just your luck to run into him when you thought you successfully evaded him the whole meeting. But there was no way he recognized you, right?

“Have..have we met before?” He asked in confusion, his voice deep as he tried to peek at your face.

“N-no,” you answered while shaking your head, your hair still carefully placed in front of you. Your eyes were now on his hand that was still touching you. Your eyes widened when you recognized that bracelet.

It was yours.

Why was he wearing that?

In your surprise, you looked up at his dark and beautiful eyes. And before he could even process anything, you were apologizing yet again and walking as fast as you could to the elevator without looking suspicious.

Jungkook turned his broad back on you, his brows furrowed as he tried to remember your features and where he saw you. It was merely a second, only full second that he got to see your face before you hid behind your hair again.

You really looked familiar.

You felt familiar.

Could you be-

“Y/N! Enjoy your weekend!”

You had just entered when your coworker saw you. She waved at you, unknowing about the chaos she created.

The elevator was closing when you looked up and saw Jungkook snapped his head to you. His eyes looked betrayed as recognition finally dawned on him.

It was you.

It was your name. With purpose, he ran to the elevator only for him to miss it by half a second. You slumped back to the wall. There was no way that he didn’t recognize you now, his face told you everything.

Fuck. He was fucking mad.

He was fuming mad. He probably thought that you took advantage of him, never minding that he was bigger and stronger than you.

But still, he was younger than you by almost two years. You closed your eyes, praying this was all a bad dream. But the elevator finally dinged, signaling the basement floor. You opened your eyes just as the elevator door opened, only to reveal a huffing Jungkook.

He was breathing hard after running down the flights of stairs. There was no way in hell you would escape him now, not when he finally found you.

His dark clothes made him looked more imposing, more dangerous. His booted feet entered the elevator slowly, sauntering to where you were practically glued to the wall.

“Why are you running from me, noona?” He asked with his head tilted to the side. His voice was soft, but he was anything but.

Jungkook was both happy, yet angry. Happy that he finally found you. Angry that you had once again ran away from him, something that you weren’t allowed to do anymore.

Not when he finally found you.

“J-jungkook, that night was a mistake. I’m sorry,” you said with shaky voice, your hand stretched out in front of you to stop him from cornering you even further.

“Noona, how could you leave me alone?” He asked you with a pout, his hand caressing your face. Fucking finally. Finally, he could touch you again. “You promised me that you wouldn’t leave me.”

What?

“It wasn’t a mistake…it was meant to be,” he continued despite your grip on his thick wrist. You tried to stop him, but he was too determined and strong. His large body crowded you. He looked down at you with dark eyes, his eyebrow piercing glinting from the elevator’s light.

“But I forgive you. We’ll start again, noona.”

You were attracted to him, really you were. But the way he was right now, the way he sounded almost…terrifying, woke you up from the dream you were in. Jungkook was no prince charming.

“I need you to step back, Jungkook,” you said with a strong voice, pushing him away to no avail. “We need to talk about this?”

Jungkook chuckled darkly. “You want to talk? Fine, we’ll talk, noona.”

And before you knew it, he leaned down and your body was thrown over his wide shoulder.

Who would hear your cry for help in the basement? Who would stop him?

“Is that her?” Taehyung asked as he watched their maknae carried someone over his shoulder. He was finally smiling. No one knew this side of Jungkook. Behind his sweet smiles and personality, Jeon Jungkook was an obsessive man. No one knew, and unlucky you, you were about to experience first hand.

“It seems like,” Jimin answered before smiling.

No one could really control their maknae. What he wanted, he got.

Alternative ending

#jeon jungkook fic #jungkook x reader #yandere bts #3000 celebration #jungkook x you #yandere jungkook #jungkook x y/n #jeon jungkook x uou #jeon jungkook x reader

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my obsessive fan

╰┈➤ synopsis — Each story is a glimpse into what your life would entail if these seven were your obsessive fans.

╰┈➤ pairing — yandere!bts x idol!reader

╰┈➤ word count — 3.6k

╰┈➤ content warning — murder, yandere behavior, stalker behavior, kidnapping, just the usual

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ; GUYS HOBI DOESN’T ACTUALLY KILL HIMSELF!! i realize it kinda seems like he did but don’t worry he’s alright just a lil traumatized :)

—Kim Seokjin

Jin considers himself unexplainably lucky

The universe has given him a chance that he’ll never be able to deserve

One day during his first semester of college he met someone special that little did he know would change the trajectory of his life forever

Seokjin made a friend and they grew fairly close as the years went on, until one day this friend came to him with a bittersweet conversation

She was switching to online school as her dreams of becoming an idol were finally answered

Jin supported her decision and waited patiently for her debut

An Autumn song caught his ear on the day of her debut and his eyes no longer followed her form

Instead, Jin became starstruck by the lively girl who made the stage her own

Since that day, Jin only sees his relationship with your member as insignificant

He only cares to engage with them when it involves you

Seokjin is a snake with his words and uses his charms to his advantage

He’ll manipulate and lie his way into getting new information about you

Although, sometimes it’s slightly suspicious when almost every time they hangout is when you’re tagging along

He really has just turned your co-worker into a tool at his disposal

At the most lowly point of his life, he even resorted to flirting with the foolish girl in order to sneak into your dorms

Granted, this repulsive act brought up serpents in his stomach and he had to restrain himself from the gags that tore up his throat

He wound up drowning himself in mouthwash to try and get rid of the rancid taste that never seemed to leave his lips (He was tempted to almost bury himself in bleach but resisted)

This traumatic event did have an upside though, as he was able to creep into the dark corners of your bedroom when his other companion was asleep

Unfortunately, you were not safely sleeping under his watch but just being able to stand in the place he frequently hallucinates about is enough for him

His consciousness moves into a dream-like state as he takes in everything that your fingers have touched

His heart flutters while silently sweeping his gigantic hands over your stuffies and sheets

He takes a seat on your bed and breathes in the reflection of your spirit

Shaking hands reach for the sweater tossed to the left of him

His lips quiver and he can’t hold back the sobs that force their way of him

His misty moon-eyes shine in the light that passes through your curtains

Blue bleeds from his curled up body and coats every surface of your previously vivid room

He despises the way his rotten emotions have blended into your walls

Nibble fingers then quickly gather any item that has sucked up his sorrow (At least that’s what he tells himself)

He’ll take these souvenirs of your sunshine and cherish them until that delightful day arrives when you eventually take their place

—Min Yoongi

He’s your producer and songwriter

Articles and fan sites have become fascinated and praise the poetic nature of your songs

Each line is drowning in lovesick emotion that carries the weight of the human soul

Each song is unique with a variety of tales telling love and sorrow combined with hateful rage and tortuous terror

Every lyrics he writes is a vow to love you

It’s not a surprise how romantic and illusionary his songs end up being, his heart always sings for you after all

Every time your songs win an award he feels as if his love is validated

And every time a songs fails to reach an achievement, he sobs for days on end, promising to do better

He will not let his words fall flat and be mistaken for empty oaths

His apartment is an archive, full of stacked books overflowing with the words of adoration that never stop their cascade

A graveyard of blue pens (your favourite colour of course) lies in the corner of his living room, each scripted soldier aiding to the thousands of verses written in your honour

Above the TV playing visions of you, are the hundreds of awards placed delicately upon his shelves

You’ll have to excuse his selfish desires but he couldn’t stop himself from taking them

Each award is a golden reassurance that his love for you is reality and the world is aware of it too

It’s even better that these trophies were once held lovingly in your hands

He used to trace the ghost of your fingertips along the lines of the figurine 

Although, once he realized his tainted touch smudged away your memory, he cut his fingertips off in a panic and laid them up on his wall where they've stayed still ever since

Drifting away from painful memory and onto thoughtful perceptions, in a competition between your siren singing and your sweet spoken call, your regular voice comes as a close second

Each sonnet you speak is that much more meaningful due to the fact that what you say are the words he wrote

An angelic tone constantly fills the silence of his apartment from dusk to dawn

It’s even more euphonious watching you perform in the studio

He can’t help his glossy eyes from floating to stare at your open lips

Whilst your silver voice is the constant background noise that fills his head, Yoongi finds time to record you speaking light-hearted chit chat during your recording sessions

When the time comes and Yoongi must make his way home, he walks slow in the studio but sprints on the sidewalk

His rush can be contributed to the fact that Yoongi is always inspired to work on some arrangements when provided with new material

He’ll cut and paste the pieces of his collection and create new paragraphs that he pretends you said to him

Yoongi sees your life as a duet

Neither complete without the other

He used to sing in silence but his voice is so insincere compared to yours

And he takes pride in the way your career and prosperity relies on him so much

You two are so trusting in one another yet a step to far away

It’s a pity Yoongi’s too accepting of his life with you to risk taking it a step further

—Jung Hoseok

In Hoseok’s realm of reality, you are both undoubtedly in love with one another

Yet your relationship is a secret, kept hidden away from prying eyes and stuffed into the back of his closet where cardboard cutouts and posters sleep

Hobi’s too shy and nervous for his undying love to be publicized, so he’ll just stick to supporting you from the sidelines

He has a YouTube channel where everything and anything is all about you

His favourite segment is unboxing the hundreds of albums he purchases for everyone of your comebacks

Before cutting open the wrapping he’ll wish and beg to see your face so much it’s almost satanic

When he pulls your photocard he almost faints in excitement but when his hands are dirtied by pulling the face of another one of your members he ends up trashing the card

Speaking of your photocards, his collection includes every single card that can be found

Binders upon binders are filled with your face and when he ends up doing a tour for his channel, the video ends up being over 30 hours long

Hoseok’s favourite hobby involves curling up in his bed and cradling your limited edition twin plushie in his crushing embrace

He nestles up to the faux sense of security, stroking the soft fabric and pretending it’s you

Soft yet erratic gasps tumble from his warm mouth

His head controls the ghosts of you that creates strawberry cheeks

A sensitive smile paints it’s way onto a caramel canvas

His body grows hot as his hopeless fantasies drive him into delusion

Swollen lips begging out to brush up against yours

His eyes hang heavy lidded with overblown pupils 

His previous crying mellows down as trembling whines grow needier

He daydreams about how you’d feel held up against him

A raw, rose-bud blooming between the both of your bodies

His heart trembles, overwhelmed by your hands tugging at his hair and dragging your peachy, plush mouth across his neck

Honey hot hands grip harder to the sheets beneath him

You make him so weak

Heat pools below his stomach, all strung up in pretty pleasure

Pressure building and body temp rising, Hoseok’s lost in a fool’s paradise

After every climax in utopia, Hobi is hit with the reality of his predicament

The rainy nights that follow look something like this…

Hoseok gets his head bashed in by a reality check

His brain is blown to bits, bleeding south along his bathroom tiles

Venom pulses through his veins as he wishes the world would lose it’s mania

Veracity is Hoseok’s enemy but it’s a good thing he’s hopeful

—Kim Namjoon

You make Namjoon so curious

His thirst grows stronger in need of consuming any knowledge slightly related to your existence

Namjoon knows you better than the gods who created you

He’s your worshipper who knows your wants and needs of the past, present and future

Namjoon always keeps updated about your schedules, personal plans, and tiny details which other fans have shared

He keeps a binder stocked full of information

The binding is bursting and pages threaten to flutter out of their place

He’s set aside every Wednesday and Friday to study your life and it’s interesting habits

Saturdays are for quizzes which he forces his roommates to participate in

He’s even started to live his life exactly like yours in order to feel closer to you

This includes him eating the same meals you do and visiting places you’ve been photographed at just minutes after its been posted

He’ll never miss out on purchasing all products you endorse or are seen using

He’s even tailored his style to match your own (He’s always been a fan of couples clothing)

And Namjoon, ever the worrier, is anxious that all your lives, messages, and posts are in danger of being corrupted and lost forever, so he downloads all your content into an archive for safe keeping

Namjoon is a worshipper, dedicating his devotion to your entirety

In a walnut wardrobe with a false backing is where your shrine meets his eyes in the early morning and late night

Of course it’s adorned with the finest and most expensive amenities

Jewelry, love notes scribbled onto loose-leaf paper, totems of the gods luck, and a single golden lock of your hair (Don’t ask him how he got it)

The centrepiece held in this sacred sanctuary is a painted portrait of yours truly

Namjoon’s never been much of an artist but it would be such a travesty not to document your desirable beauty

Every fine features flows into the next, blurred together with emotion and sentiment

He spend almost all the hours of his wake languishing away in an attempt to perfect every detail

He persisted in his laborious ways until every curve, divot, and colour matched that of your own

When a year has faded away and his mastery is finished, pearl droplets of ecstasy and varnish are used to seal it

His half of the shared flat he lives in resembles more of an art gallery and archive then an actually home

No part of Namjoons personality, hobbies, or are emotions are his own

All this mania and madness is for you

The generous god who was gracious enough to let him love you

—Park Jimin

Jimin is your #1 fan

He was there as you built your career from the bottom and has supported you in every way possible

Every album you produce winds up in his grasp and every song is played on repeat the minute of release

He’s watched every video you’ve ever featured in 100 times over

Posters of you are plastered over every inch of his room, some photos even spilling out into the hallway

Jimin’s favourite lullaby is the sound of your siren song that flows from his CD player every night

Your sugary, sweet voice slithers deep into his thoughts every moment of every day

You are the best things that has ever happened to him… but also the worse

Park Jimin is so fucking jealous

He’s always had trouble containing the fiery beast that lies unsettled in his stomach, yet lately it’s been getting bad

He sees the way you interact with your members and he doesn’t think they’re good for you

They hide your true potential under fake smiles that smear their scarlet lip gloss

He hates only being able to watch as ‘fans’ cover you in filth

His hatred has almost boiled over so many times that he had to stop going to fan-meets

Jimin would never lie to you but he can’t let you see him like this

Death would be a better fate than seeing the disgust that would splatter across your face at the sight of him in such a state

Crystal rain already begins to fall down his face at the mere inclination

The sour words you would spit at his feet and your hardened glare that would piece his chest

However, this doesn’t mean all that he’s done to show his love already is a lie 

He not interested in deceiving you, and the truth is that Jimin is so very sensitive

He’s caring and emotional, selfless when it comes to showing his worth

But sometimes Jimin feels that there’s two sides to him

A twisted twin that he’s so very tired of pushing down

Jimin is growing weak and he isn’t sure how much longer he’ll be able to contain the monster that’s ripping apart his rib cage

—Kim Taehyung

Taehyung is your eternal shadow

He follows you in the light of day and stalks you in the dark of night

Having Taehyung as your obsessive fan would be like an undying disease

His entire life revolves around you

You are his universe

The first time he caught a glimpse of your face he rushed home to etch the memory onto paper

A fire ignited in his lungs where the smoke billowed out into short, wispy breathes

By the time the next day rolls around he still sits hunched over his desk drawing doodles of you in his notebook

This nights insomnia foreshadows many more sleepless nights spent studying pictures of you

After many weeks his drawings became too lifeless and he yearns for a stolen look at your features once again

The months that follow involve Taehyung spiralling into a new insanity

He quit his job and left his apartment, all in search for a closer spot to you

Taehyung and you share the same silhouette

This is proven in the way he pursues your every move

His new expensive camera captures every moment his eyes fail to catch

The walls of his room are covered in pictures of you taken by his artistic eye

He loses himself in the dreams these candids encourage and traces the outlines of your image as daylight falls

So lost in his own mania he catches himself mumbling your name in place of his friends and mistakes strangers scent in similarity to yours

As time grows old, Taehyung becomes bolder, more infatuated and impatient

This masochist like to tease himself with your touch, stealing the skin he meets when his stalking becomes more akin to silent assault

He takes the risks that put your whole relationship in stake

His crimes double in number as his obsession becomes insatiable

His delusions morph into a place of real-life euphoria as clarity escapes his mind

Last night, right when the clock aged 11 in the absence of light, he stepped foot into your domain

He hasn’t been thinking straight lately, too blinded by his fantasies to consider the consequences

He crawls over to your bed where heaven lies in a slumbering state

He’ll let his throat tear itself to sheds speaking his heart-felt confessions to you

“I’m crazy about you.” Two kisses laid to bed on the crest of your chest

“You’re the center of my world.” Bed sheets rustle as he pulls himself closer

“I’m completely, and utterly devoted to you.” He melts into your unconscious embrace

When the sun wakes, he takes his time dragging himself off of you and out the door

Let’s see how far Kim Taehyung is willing to test his temptations before he destroys it all

—Jeon Jungkook

“You’re the one I’m dreaming of, in endless love, you’re my forever.”

Jungkook’s love for you is infinite, yet despite his honest intentions, the execution of his attachment can be quite clumsy

It seems that your love is so shocking that it electrocuted his mind

Your breathe so toxic that it ties him up in a tongue-twister, tripping over his words for the days to follow

Body so heavenly that his brain has melted into mush upon your first encounter

Jungkook first spotted you on a billboard in the city and he swore he could see the stars in your eyes

Since then he dove head-first into everything there was to know about you

He schedule practically matches yours too a tee

Although this was not without great struggle, after losing his job, blowing his rent money, and setting fire to his friendships, Jungkook has endured everything in order to be close to you

He makes sure to attend all your events, concerts, fan-meets, and all things in between

He’s the one who shouts your name the loudest, he gives you the biggest gifts, and he sends you the most love letters

Practically every one of your fans knows who he is at this point

Jeon Jungkook is a psycho fan who stalks you, is blacklisted from almost every venue (But that never stops him from finding a way in), and has had rumours of assaulting other fans who get in his way

His obvious obsession is also what leads him to check all articles, management posts, and your social media every night

This is was leads him to a harrowing discovery

“Unfortunately, popular k-pop idol L/N Y/N has fa-” He never finished the sentence before he threw up

Checking back on the article his concern became reality as news of you being injured broke his barely beating heart

The ice water drifting through his veins pours out of him in the form of desperate teardrops

Ear-shattering wailing disrupts his neighbours sleep and Jungkook's crying continues on for the rest of the night

The only solution to his misery comes to him in a disfigured dream

Jungkook makes his way to your apartment on an evening that borders on sunset

Fresh flowers are placed in front of your door accompanied with a hundred page note and a stinging smile

He hopes that this will cheer you up in your times of great distress

…His plans end up backfiring completely

The next night you go live and Jungkook waits athirst for the words you’re about to speak

“Please, please stop coming to my home. I can’t trust or appreciate anyone who so blatantly ignores my privacy and safety. If I have to beg you to stop stalking me then how can I even call you my fans?”

You think he doesn’t love you?

No, no, no, no, he loves you, oh god he loves you so much

Why can’t you see it?

Can you not tell just how much his heart screams out for its other half?

Do you not notice all the agony he has endured, and will continue to endure, in the name of your happiness?

This revelation brings on a fit of hysteria 

Fears squeezes the air out of his lungs as he hyperventilates on the living room floor

Wet words are yelled out between sobs and pleads for your love

His tears don’t stop flooding his eyes as he lies helplessly on the wooden floorboards that soak up the sadness

Hours border on days as he lays limpless

He doesn’t eat nor sleep yet only mumbles a hopeless mantra that he prays will reach your ears

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you-” 

Poor, pathetic Jungkook

All those days sitting in sorrow allow a dire idea to fester within his mind

Termites of idiocy tore apart his brain and spat out of the lovelorn remains

Perhaps this distance is what’s limiting your sight of his loving languish

He wants to be closer to you, craves it, no, needs it to survive in this confusing world that pins you two against each other

So all this thinking leads him to kidnap you from your dorm

He shushes your scream with the hand held over your mouth (one that also holds a wet rag submersed in chloroform)

When you wake you’re disoriented and full of confusion

You’re faced with an unfamiliar ceiling and dark shadows that spiral into your sight

The only strong force that keeps you connected to this world are the arms wound tight around your torso

The muffled man comforts your crying before you can notice his own

“Now I can finally show you how much I love you.”

© cybsoo2 2024, all rights reserved ‎

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Masterlist ꨄ

Total works: 53

RECENT UPLOADS:

13/05/24 The God who answers after dark - Jungkook series (intro)

23/03/24 BTS x idol!gf headcanons request

12/03/24 BTS when jealous headcanon

10/03/24 For me - Toji drabble

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BTS smut, fics, imagines, headcanons, reactions & drabbles:

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• Namjoon -

ꨄ Missionary ꨄ Knowledge drabble ꨄ Art drabble ꨄ

Namjoon headcanon (freaky edition) submission ꨄ Namjoon boyfriend headcanon ꨄ

• Jin -

ꨄ Jin boyfriend headcanon ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition) ꨄ

• Yoongi -

ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition)ꨄ Boyfriend headcanon ꨄ

• Hobi -

ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition) ꨄ Boyfriend headcanon ꨄ

• Jimin -

ꨄ Boyfriend headcanon ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition) ꨄ Angel series: * midnight snack

• Taehyung -

ꨄ Short drabble ꨄ Yandere submission (father-in-law) ꨄ

ꨄ Yandere pt.2 (father-in-law) ꨄ Sleep tight (stepdad submission) ꨄ Taehyung headcanon (freaky edition) ꨄ Boyfriend headcanon ꨄ ꨄ Principal request ꨄ

• Jungkook -

ꨄ Disruptions ꨄ Stupid black dress ꨄJealousy ꨄ

ꨄ Makeup sex ꨄ FaceTime ꨄ Ghostface killer ꨄ

ꨄ Ghost face killer pt.2 ꨄ Yandere submission (father-in-law) ꨄ

ꨄ Jungkook imagine ꨄ Elevator ꨄ Piercing drabble ꨄ

ꨄ Yandere pt.2 (father-in-law) ꨄ Touch me ꨄ

ꨄ Sub Jungkook x sub fem reader (submission) ꨄ

ꨄ Jungkook headcanon (freaky edition) ꨄ

ꨄ Jungkook boyfriend headcanon ꨄ

Series:

ꨄ The God who answers after dark series masterlist ꨄ

• OT7 -

ꨄ Cockwarming with boyfriend ꨄ BTS crushing headcanon ꨄ BTS when jealous headcanon ꨄ BTS x idol!gf headcanons request ꨄ

• Requests -

ꨄ Yandere (father-in-law) KTH|JJK ꨄ Sleep tight (stepdad) KTH ꨄFlower crown date reaction OT7 ꨄ

ꨄ Jealous over crush playing with their dog OT7 ꨄ

ꨄ Sub Jungkook x sub fem reader JJK ꨄ

ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition) KNJ ꨄ

ꨄ Headcanon (freaky edition) PJM ꨄ BTS crushing headcanon ꨄ ꨄ Principal Taehyung request KTH ꨄ BTS when jealous headcanon

ꨄ BTS x idol!gf headcanons ꨄ

• Short drabbles -

ꨄ Namjoon knowledge drabble ꨄ

ꨄ 1k followers special - sub Jungkook drabble ꨄ Needy drabble ꨄ

ꨄ Overthinker ꨄ Jungkook piercing drabble ꨄ Namjoon art drabble ꨄ International women’s day drabble ꨄ

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AOT smut, fics, imagines, headcanons & drabbles:

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• Eren -

ꨄ Jealousy ꨄ

• Armin -

• Connie -

• Jean -

• Erwin -

• Levi -

• Reiner -

• Short drabbles -

ꨄ Needy drabble ꨄ Overthinker ꨄ International women’s day drabble ꨄ

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JJK smut, fics, imagines, reactions, headcanons & drabbles:

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• Geto -

ꨄ Hold on tight ꨄ

• Gojo-

• Choso -

ꨄJealousy ꨄ Boyfriend Choso funfair ꨄ Touch me ꨄ

• Toji-

ꨄ Fright night ꨄ For me ꨄ

• Hiromi -

• Nanami -

• Sukuna -

• Requests -

ꨄ Hold on tight Geto ꨄ

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[hobisstar]

still with you | y!jungkook x fem!reader

summary: being the most famous and popular youtuber and singer has its kicks. great fans, terrible fans, weird fans, you’ve seen and had them all… but this fan? you wish you never had…

warnings: jk is WEIRD okay he’s weird asf in this, male masturbation, stalking, jungkook is an idol in this, mentions of kidnapping, murders, yandere.

tag list: none.

note: i’ll switch from You to Y/N a lot. Bold and Line Through. Are Jk’s negative thoughts, more so the weird ones. this is a preview imagine of spooktober!!

“so who’s your favorite singer, Jungkook?” an interviewer asked as they, BTS, where doing a short little tv appearance. the question was, who is an artist you’d love to collaborate with in the near future, everyone had their fair share of answers but the one person Jungkook had in mind was no other than, Y/N L/N.

She was bigger than any other singer or youtuber out there, with 45 Million subscribers on youtube and millions of fans over the world, she was everywhere. She has done video collaborations with CoryxKenshin, Berleezy, PG, DashieGames and many more. She is adored.

Jungkook found her channel when she was a newbie to the youtuber world. He liked the video of her trying on different clothes from all over the world, room tours, decorating, gaming videos, vlogs, but he got more into her once he found out she did music. He had to be the first person to ever really be her fan in his eyes, of course. He loved her for a very long time.

“I’d have to say, Y/N L/N… i love her… style and her youtube channel. i’m a huge fan!” he answered happily. The crowded went absolutely crazy as he’s always talked about Y/N. you would think they dated the way he promoted her so much.

“Really? she is coming her next Friday for an interview! did you hear she’s doing a world tour, starting with South K?” the interviewer asked. “Yes yes, i want to get me a ticket the minute they go on sale..” he smiled happily and the crowd awed at his answer.

“I’ll definitely let you guys know when my tickets go on sale, obviously! That’s it for now, until next time, see you!” You smiled ending the recording and big a stretch. You are glad that it was just a little clip that you need to edit to post out later, but boy was it tough being a youtuber, you loved it though.

As soon as you got up you heard your phone going off profusely. You went to grab it and saw it was twitter and you were being tagged in a certain posted. It was a video of Jungkook from BTS during a, which you assume, recent interview. “ I love her.” is what a lot of fans were saying in the comments. It was a quote of what Jungkook said in the video. Instead of really responding just yet you reshared the clip saying “ The love is mutual 💜 @BTS_twt!” and posted it.

You’ve always been a fan of BTS! You loved everything about them, the message they were sending out about loving yourself, taking care of you, living your life no matter what anyone has to say about it, you loved it all! You never really knew that Jungkook was a fan of yours. Little do you know you wished you never knew that..

“Kook, you’ve been literally staring at her retweet since we got back to the hotel.” Taehyung spoke out with his eyebrow up. “I’m starting to think this is a little more than a fan thing. You have a crush on her don’t you?” Jin in also chipped in, pinching Jungkooks cheeks. The two were ready to start to teasing him. “ Actually, i do.” he stated calmly still looking at the tweet thing clicking on her twitter account.

“ Oh, we thought we had a chance to tease you… fuck.” Taehyung said as the elevator dinged. “ Well, we will see you in a few for dinner? jimin and I have a Vlive to do. Get some rest!” He spoked as Him and Jimin stepped out the elevator and walked to jimins room.

Jungkook nodded and walked to his room, taking out his keycard and holding it to the door to open it. He sighed as he walked in and instantly decided to take a shower. He went into the bathroom, started the water, put on some music, Y/N of course, and got undressed.

He stepped into the shower and let out a moan of relaxation. Jung let the water run down his body and he closed his eyes. Soon, a picture of you appeared in his head. You and him, together, in the shower taking turns to clean each other. He took his hands that was covered in soap and grasped your beautiful tits and slowly massaged them. The image of him doing that sent a shock wave to his crotch, which he tried to ignore.

Slowly the image started to get steamy, your imaginary moans filled his ears making them melt. Jungkook grabbed his hard length that was dripping from the water and his precum. He began the stroke his cock slowly imagining it was your tight pussy. He moaned going faster feeling himself about the release any minute. He never lasted when he imagined it, but he promised you, kinda, that he’d go longer, seven days a week even. As he cummed and grunted watching his cum shoot all over the shower walls and some getting on the floor, he saw your face one last time and it was you giving you a sweet kiss on the tip of his cock that sent shivers up his spine.

After, he cleaned himself with some warm vanilla with brown sugar and almonds scented soap, your favorite, he got out, dried off, and got dressed. Jungkook looked at the time and saw he still had an hour to spare.

He went to bag and took out his computer and decided to watch a few of your videos. This is his day to day. You are his day to day schedule. No matter what, he will get at least 5 videos of Y/N in a day.

Concerts were always fun! Making music was fun too! But once you heard that you would be collaborating with the Jeon Jungkook for a cover of his song Still With You, you were shocked! I mean less than A day ago, you found out that he was a huge fan, now you are collaborating with him?

You were currently in the studio rehearsing some of the notes when your manager walks in and says “ Hey! Mr, Jeon is on his way up! Just thought i should let you know.” He smiles and as your about to answer there is a soft knock. “ Come on in.” you say and stand up. Jungkook walks in and you almost gasp.

“Oh my you are more handsome in person.” Manager says lets out a little chuckle. “ I’m Tim, I’m her manager and that’s obviously -“ “ Y/N…” Jungkook cut Tim off before he could even get your name out. He couldn’t stop staring at you. Gosh, you are so beautiful in person. So small under his gaze. ‘i could take her from here, kill her manager and live off the grid, nobody would know. just so little…’

“ Right! It’s so nice to meet you, Jungkook! Um, you can sit here,” you point to the chair “ I’m gonna head in the booth to record these parts.” you smiled and took the paper in with you. Jungkook eagerly but slowly sat down in your chair. Watching as you put on the headset. Tim walked over and pressed a few buttons to make sure that it was recording. He put his thumb up and Y/N was in her own world.

“So, Jungkook, how long are you in the states for?” Tim asked leaning against the side of the frame, watching Y/N. Honestly, Jungkook hated Tim. He hated any that got close to what was his. He didn’t like it. When y/n did collaborate on videos he would report that video and thumbs down it. Even with songs he wouldn’t listen to it. He hated Tim because he wish he was Tim. Near her 24/7, being able to touch her, smell her, make her laugh, pick her outfits, take her to dinner, all the things Tim could do. He wanted Tim out the picture. Now.

“ Well originally it wasn’t for long, but then this opportunity came up and i wasn’t going to miss it for anything.” He answered plainly also staring at Y/N but with a different look in his eyes, Lust, Love, and Fear. Fear for you seeing him do what he was about to do to Tim. He didn’t want his wife getting scared yet. They haven’t even moved away yet.

“Yeah same with her. I’m gonna step out. I have a few things to do for a few other artists. Have fun and make a beautiful hit, i already know it is.” Tim smiled and left just like that. Jungkook let a breath of fresh air out. Finally.

Finally. It was time. Jungkook got up and took off his jacket. It was getting hot in here to him, though he knows Y/N prefers her studio cold. He went to the light switched and looked up seeing the lights could be changed to colors, he chose purple. Your favorite.

Y/N stepped out of the recording booth and closed the door to it and sat back down. You instantly went over your vocals and nodded your head liking how they came out. “ they are beautiful… perfect even.” Jungkook mumbled from behind you and pulled up a chair sitting a little too close to you. You definitely noticed it.

“Thank you, Jungkook.” Y/N smiled and stood up to look at a few things and Y/N almost wanted to run. The whole vibe was off, y/n could feel his eyes looking her up down since he walked in the studio. Y/N sat back down quickly and turned to Jungkook and forced a smile. “ It’s your turn! while you record it have to go speak with Tim about what to do next. i’ll Play the track when you are ready.” He watched her lips move, oh how he wanted to kiss them.

Jungkook snapped out of his trance and stood up entering the recording booth and sliding on the headphones. He loved the smell of the booth, it smelled just like you. your scent. Y/N put her thumb up and pressed play and didn’t even wait for him to start singing. She got up and left the room closing the door and taking a deep breath putting her head on the door. “ What the fuck was that?” you mumbled.

“What was what?” Tim spoke which made you jump harshly. “ FUCK! Tim don’t do that shit!”

“ I.. are you okay? you seem kinda scared. what’s wrong?” Tim read your face and just knew that you were upset, frightened even. “ Tim, there is something extremely wrong with… him.” she whispered while looking around. “ Him? Mr. Jeon? what do you mean? he seemed fine when i left.” He raises his eyebrow. “ Maybe you’re just nervous, Honey.”

While Y/N was in the hallway, Jungkook was done singing his lines and exited the booth, smiling. He wanted to impress Y/N with his beautiful vocals. “ That was… Y/N?” he said looking around the room, not seeing his girl in the chair. He calmed down and remembered that she had to do something. ‘Good, she didn’t run away.’

Jungkook sat down and waited for her.

10 minutes…

20 minutes…

25 minutes…

Finally, the door opened and walked Y/N with some refreshments. “ Sorry, the internet was a little slow.” she sits down and avoids his hand that he held out for the water bottle and placed it on the table. “ Let’s finish this for now so you can get going i’m sure you are very busy.” she said as she saved and downloaded both their vocals onto her flash drive.

“ Can i be honest with you, Y/N?” Jungkook asked while staring at the computer. She turned to look at him and then back at the computer, closing it. “ Yeah, of course.” she scooted back a bit to just give space. she felt like she couldn’t breathe.

“ Im really… a huge fan of yours. I love everything you do..” he started. “ the feeling is mutual, Kook.” she commented and smiled. “ No, not in that light… Ever since i found your videos back in 2019, when you first started. I instantly felt this this connection. Like we belong together. I started liking your photos and videos everywhere and then i found out that you do music.. i just fell more in love with you.” As he confessed he was doing this weird smile like, he enjoyed telling Y/N his confession. “ Im in love with you.” he ended. Y/N was taken back. Her feeling wasn’t wrong. There is definitely something not right about him. this was it.

“ Oh, that’s so sweet! I appreciate it, Jungkook.. but i don’t know what you want from me after telling me that, I.. I feel as though maybe we just keep it professional. just two artists being friends yeah?” Y/N stood up and began to pack her things up. Jungkook felt something click in his head. Like a switch turned off. “ I don’t… i dont understand… You don’t… love me back?” he asked also standing up. “ Be friends?… what do you take me as? Do you like toying with me?”

“ What? Jungkook that’s not… i never did that.” Y/N answered confused. “ Oh baby don’t be confused. You said all those times you love me. You even twitted the feeling is mutual.” He stepped toward Y/N corning her between the table and his tall stature.

Y/N turned around slowly, “Listen, i didn’t mean it like that. And if you are going to talk to me, please give me some space.” He looked in your eyes and chuckled lightly. “ Why would we need space… i finally have you this close to me… i’m not letting it go.” He gently took the hair that was falling in front of your face and pushed it behind your ear. You leaned away from the touch and pushed him with all your strength. He moved back enough for you to get to the door with your bag and open it. You flew out the room the last thing you heard was Jungkook humming.

You walked- no you ran through the car lot looking for your car, all of sudden not being able to remember where you parked this morning. You stopped to catch your breath and smiled once you saw your car.

You pressed the unlock button and quite literally jumped in your car and locked the doors. You put your hand on the steering wheel and just thought about what all happened. Jeon Jungkook just admitted to being madly in love with you. You should be happy, right? You are terrified. He stalked you basically your entire career and has been in love with you since you started your career. You can’t be happy after hearing that.

You got it together and grabbed your car keys and put it in the ignition, starting your car and driving home.

You should really check your back seats more..

You happily went inside your apartment and instantly took a shower. You didn’t forget about what happened the few hours before but the shower just eased your mind.

Once you got out and got dressed, the pitch blackness of your bedroom comforted you usually, But it made you uneasy. As it should.

You got in bed and sleep quickly took over you but not enough, as you awoke to hearing your bed room door creak close. You were scared shitless to even get up, fear making your body go numb. You heard that same melody again, that now cursed melody of Still With You. Jungkook was humming it before you ran out.

‘oh my…’ you mouthed as you felt the bed dip and someone get under the covers with you and slowly wrap their arms around you.

“ Good Night, Baby~. Tomorrow is a big day for us. Our new beginning.” Jungkook whispered into your ear and kissed your neck softly before sighing and singing you to sleep. That same cursed song…

“언제쯤일까 다시 그댈 마주한다면

When will I face you again?

눈을 보고 말할래요

I want to look you in the eye and tell you

"보고 싶었어요"

"I missed you"

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[sweetwolfcupcake]

Rose Gold- The Catalyst

Shades of Obsession Universe

Rose Gold Masterlist

Warning- Mentions of Stalking, Physical Reaction to Panic and Fear

The atmosphere in your apartment was thick with tension- any sane person could guess that.  You sat on the bed, covered with the softest blanket Jin could find in your home while the said man walked back and forth- on a call with someone related to Hybe. 

You did not pay much attention, you could not- not in your absolutely terrified state of mind. Taehyung was the first person Jin called after you felt slightly better and could talk without spluttering. He and Aerin were on their way, Jin informed you. But you were too out of it to give a proper response, you only nodded and licked your lips.

Your stomach was in knots when Jin helped you inside the apartment. You thought that you would puke - you had rushed into the bathroom as the door of your apartment opened- but nothing came out. There was still an unease settled in your belly but your breathing was even, Jin made sure to take care of you when you needed it the most.

“I want to meet the cyber experts looking at it tomorrow-do you understand how grave the matter is? My g-I mean-friend has been physically attacked. She was being stalked, physically stalked! Yes- I will speak directly.” he muttered into the phone

You looked up to Jin, he was red- quite literally- ears, neck, cheeks. You had never seen him so angry- he was outraged.

You sniffled, you were not in tears anymore, not a quivering, boneless, stuttering mess. You had never been so terrified in your life before. You had been heaving for each breath, still sitting on the stairs with only a bottle of water the security guard brought you when Jin had rushed his way to you

Jin was concerned and panicked at your condition, but he did manage to calm you down once you were inside the safety of your apartment. You could see it even when you were trying to explain to him what was wrong.

He helped you change and take a warm bath before he prepared a bowl of instant ramen with eggs and chicken. It was soupy, light and filled with healthy ingredients that Jin had added while preparing the quick meal- he wanted to be by your side as soon as he could. 

He did not deem it safe to allow you in the kitchen in your state, instead, wrapped you in the blanket you still sat clutching like your life depended on it and instructed you to lay down.

You could feel the fatigue catching up to you- you were exhausted- mentally, physically, both. But you could not sleep. 

It was after he had placed your dinner before you that he dialled Taehyung and let him and Aerin know what had transpired a few hours before. Jin kept watchful eyes over you as he fed you.

He dialled Hybe as soon as he put the plates and bowls in the sink. While you sat on the bed, waiting for Aerin to arrive.

He was busy explaining the situation on call when the doorbell rang.

“I will get back to you tomorrow, hm, okay.” with that, Jin put his phone back in his pocket and turned to you “I will open it, stay here okay?” 

You nodded at his words and Jin smiled with reassurance, checking your forehead and neck for temperature There was not anything of prime concern other than your emotional and mental state.

As soon as Jin answered the door, Taehyung and Aerin rushed inside, you heard the commotion outside your room before Aerin opened your bedroom door.

“I’m so sorry, I…” she trailed off, choosing to instead have you in a tight but warm embrace.

Finally, in Aerin’s presence, you felt the safest, at peace.

Aerin had always been protective of you, though she was two yours younger than you. But she had been the ‘that one cousin who has your back’  to you.

You shook your head “No, why are you sorry? It was not your fault,” 

Aerin blinked back her tears, they did not escape her eyes but filled them, yet the anguish was visible. 

“You saw their face?” she asked as he sat beside you on the bed

You shook your head- it was dark, you were too panicked to even turn back, but you knew one thing for sure- 

“I-it was a woman,”

“Huh?” Aerin’s eyebrows furrowed at the revelation.

“I heard the scream, it was a high-pitched yell, it was a woman Aeri.” 

Aerin’s eyes narrowed at that. She nodded and sighed “Tae has already spoken to Namjoon- the leader might be having a talk with Bang PD right now.”

You gulped and nodded- the news did not ease your nerves even half as much as Aerin, Jin and Taehyung’s presence in the apartment did.

“You should take some days off. Lay low.”

You nodded, Aerin was right. The less you stepped out of the house for a few days, the safer you were. The security guard was about to call the police but Jin prevented him from doing so. He needed a statement from Hybe first.

You understood his point, but you also wanted the person to be tracked down and put behind the bars.

The bedroom door opened, revealing Taehyung and Jin- both of them had been in a heated discussion, you could hear them even from your room.

“Are you feeling better now?” Taehyung asked as he rushed to your side and cupped your cheeks. You nodded, giving him a small smile, and he visibly sighed in relief. “I probably have earned at least two tickets for breaking traffic rules repeatedly, but we were so scared.”

This time, you let out a genuine smile- Taehyung never failed to bring one on your face.

“Aerin, help me pack her bags, Taehyung and I would pack the rest of the luggage later,” Jin spoke up, he stood by the door, yet his watchful eyes never left your form.

“Pack my things? For what?”

“We think it is safer and better if you move in with Jin.” Aerin spoke and Taehyung nodded.

“But I can’t- I can’t just move in.”

You were in love with Kim Seokjin, there was no lie in that, but moving in was one big step that could either bring two worlds together, or let them collapse. You were simply not ready.

“Why not? We can just pack the essentials, you have been to my personal apartment before, haven’t you?” Jin spoke up this time. 

He stood straight and calm, arms folded in front of him and eyes devoid of mirth. You knew that while Jin did not let it show, the incident had affected him as well, you had seen the fear in his eyes- they had been glassy- but you were too terrified to be able to console him, assure him that you were going to be alright. Jin was a protective man- he looked out for his team members, his family, for Aerin even, but he was far more protective as a lover.

“Visiting is different from moving in, Jin. I-we need more time to think about it.” you tried to explain.

“I was not asking.” he stated.

You sighed at that “Jin, I know whatever has happened—”

“Do you realise how long you were being stalked (y/n)? The reporters, the stalkers and even paid hackers, It has been long enough, this is the first time it got physical and I know it’s not the last time- I can’t take any risk, I would not!” 

Jin’s voice rose with each word before he paused for a sigh.

“So, you are moving in with me. And there is no scope for ‘buts’ and ‘what ifs’.”

Aerin held your hands and squeezed it gently “(y/n), please, it is the best option for now- whoever was stalking you knows where you live. It is absolutely unsafe for you- for us to be here. Me and Taehyung were considering moving in together as well…I cannot leave you alone. Please, (y/n).”

You gulped and pressed against the headboard even harder. Moving in did seem to be the safest option. But would it not expose Jin further to scrutiny? Would those who stalked you not sniff their way to the truth too?

Hybe had a strict Non-Disclosure Agreement. And if that was, by any means, breached, both you and Jin would be paying a heavy price.

“It would only lead them to Jin.” you shook your head and stated, meeting your gaze with Jin’s heated, narrowed eyes “You understand that, don’t you?”

“So you would rather stay here? Expose yourself to danger again?” 

Jin was fuming, you could see, but there was no way that you were going to risk his public image and career.

“I could…I could move in with one of my friends.”

“And the friend would not be affected?” 

Taehyung spoke up this time, he was much calmer than Jin, but that did not mean that he did not agree with Jin’s decision.

“Aerin, help (y/n) pack the necessities, would you?” Taehyung turned to his girlfriend, and she nodded.

“I and Taehyung have some calls to make, let me know when you are done packing.” with that, Jin left with Taehyung. 

“Let’s get your things, okay?” 

You nodded at Aerin’s words as she headed towards your closet to pack. You sat still, watching her being quick on her feet and packing for you. You did not mind a few days in at Jin’s apartment, but Jin had explicitly mentioned moving in. Moving in was a big step for you- it had not even been a month into the relationship. Even with the dire circumstances, it was all too fast.

Soon, Aerin had everything packed in a small suitcase.

“I don’t want to move in, it’s too soon, Aeri.” you pleaded as she put on the last few items before zipping it shut. “I can stay with Jin for a few days, but moving in is a big decision.”

“I and Tae—-”

“You and Taehyung have been together for almost two years, look at me and Jin- it has barely been even a month.”

Realisation flashed in your cousin’s eyes and she dropped them to the nearby wall in contemplation.

“Okay, I will speak to Tae and Jin, hmm?”

You sighed in relief “Thank you Aeri. Thank you so much. Jin and Taehyung, they…”

“They are stubborn I know- trust me, you have no idea about Tae. But now, (y/n), this is the best option. Right now, nothing can stop Jin from taking you home with him, not me, not even you. No one. He’s scared.”

You nodded at her words, you had seen the fear swimming in Jin’s eyes. 

----

Jin and Taehyung had been on call when you both walked out of the bedroom, in sharp contrast to their loud and assertive voices, this time, they were whispering into the phone, but they remained firm.

“We are done.” Aerin announced, startling them.

Jin assesed you and your luggage before speaking up-

“That’s all?”

“Yes, Jin, because I will be there for only a few days.” you asserted- soft but firm. You could not just move on.

Jin heaved a sigh, eyes narrowed challenginly at you, but the change was too negligible to notice right away, good thing that you always took a good look at him.

“Me and Taehyung will be here when we can, and get rest of the things packed.”

“There is—”

“Let’s go.” he cut you off, studying towards you and picking up the suitcase in one hand and grasping your wrist on the other.

The drive to his apartment was spent in a tense silence- you were used to the comfortable silence you shared with Jin, but this was uneasy.

“You must be tired, go to bed, I have some calls to make.” Jin finally spoke when you both were inside his bedroom.

“I…I am not really sleepy.” you admitted. You were exhausted, but too tensed to sleep.

Jin nodded in understanding, “How about I make you some chamomile tea?” his voice was soft and his touch delicate as he led you to the bed “You can change, I will make tea for you meanwhile, okay?”

You nodded and gave him a faint smile, to which, he smiled back before disappearing into the kitchen.

While you changed, all you could think of the words yelled out at you with such venom, it shook you to the core. You felt the odd chill once more, shivering at the awful memory.

The knock at the bathroom door made you almost jump.

“(y/n), are you done? I’ve brought the tea.”

“Y-yes, yes, I’m done, one minute.” you sighed and tried to calm her racing heart. 

You were safe, in Jin’s apartment, but the incident had been scarring. Spalshing some cold water over your face and neck, you patted yourself dry before opening  the batroom door. Your tea sat still warm on the nightstand.

“Come, here, are you comfortable?” Jin asked softly, and you could nor help but smile.

He was tense, stressed too, his job was demanding and the additional controversy did not make things any easier, yet he would always smile for you and the ones he loved. You would be doomed if you brought up the issue of ‘Moving in’ and spoiled the mood.

“Thank you, Jin. You are the best.”

He let out a dramatic sigh and flipped his hair “I know, I am worldwide handsome and worldwide best boyfriend, after all.”

You let out a giggle and nodded “Yes, my worldwide handsome.”

 One of the best things about Jin was how easily he would thaw the tension in the air and make people comfortable around him, even strangers, besides, he knew how to charm and cheer people up.

The tea made you relax, you could feel the tension leaving your body bit by bit as you relaxed into the bed, the mattress was comfortable, Jin had a soft and fuzzy blanket covering you. He sat by your side, holding you as you began feeling the wounded knots of stress leaving your system, leaving an overwhelming fatigue behind. 

—-----

The following days were peaceful, you had taken some days off from work and though Jin had been extremely busy, the other members would often pay you a visit. They were warm and welcoming, you never felt like an outsider among them.

Jin had let you know that Hybe has been investigating on the case and trying to trace the people involved. But other than that, he did not prefer to disclose much details to you, or Aerin.

Out of all the members, beside Taehyung, you had developed a close friendship with Yoongi. His quiet yet confident presence was not only assuring, but also oddly comforting. He was a man of few words. That was wahat you had assumed. But the fact was, like a rare flower, he bloomed in the right environment.

You sat by the dining table as Yoongi prepared some snacks. Jin had insformed you that he would be late, but he told you that Yoongi would be visiting you. Aerin might as well visit for a sleepover.

“What are you preparing?”

“The classic, sandwiches. Mashed potatoes and some ham. How about it?”

“Wow, so creative.”

“Here I am making the snacks all by myself, you should be thanking me, young lady.”

“With this attitude, you might never get to impress your future girlfriend with your culinary skills, young man.”

Bickering with Yoongi was fun, the light push and pull kept you engaged and your mind off of a lot of troubling thoughts. Besides, you had grown comfortable with him.

“Huhh! Any girl would be impressed by this genius Suga.” he sassed.

“Really? Then why not get a girlfriend?”

Yoongi stilled and turned his head slightly towards you.

“Love does not happen overnight (y/n), you know that.” his tone dipped, bu tthere was no malice in it, rather, it was almost…melancholic.

“I know this. So, did you…Did you ever love anybody?”

You had grown close with Yoongi, but he was a reserved man, he kept to himself, but mostly, he kept his pain to himself. Yet, as a friend, you wanted to know him more, wanted him to open up his heart to you so that in times of need, you would comfort him as he comforted you all these days when you were even afraid to answer door by yourself.

Yoongi fell silent, busying himself with the plating. The clinking of the utensils was almost obnoxious to your ears. Perhaps you had touched a string you should not have.

“Yes I did.” he sighed out, finally, turning around with plates full of sandwiches. He placed the places on the table and continued “And I perished.”

“For loving that person?”

He shook his head as he sat beside you. Even with the glowing smile, you could see the pain in his eyes.

“For letting her go.”

There was a silence again. You had no idea about Yoongi’s past, or even his current personal problems. You had no words to say, so you chose to become a silent support instead. Placing  your hand on his shoulder, you affirmed him of your presence.

“I believe that when two people are meant to be together, they find their way back to each other, no matter how long it takes. They just do, somehow.”

Yoongi shook his head and parted his lips, but before he could say something, the doorbell rang.

“I will get it.”

“No wait.” preventing him from getting up, you pushed back your chair and stood up instead.

“I will do it.” you needed to overcome this fear. And you were determined to work on it.

“I’m right here, okay?” Yoongi assured as you made your way towards the door.

With a sigh, you squared your shoulders before unlocking it. Your eyes though, moved towards the security camera that clearly showed an unknown man standing outside.

It’s safe, it’s safe. He does not look harmful.

With a quick moment of self-assurance and the ring of doorbell once more, you answered the door.

“Good evening Ma’am, I am here with Miss Aerin, she has brought your luggage. He pulled a few large bags, to your surprise.

“Who is it?” Yoongi was right by your side, 

“Ma’am’s luggage is here.”

The elevator doors opened and Aerin walked out, balancing two large boxes.”Hi (y/n), hi Yoongi! I have brought her luggage, Tae helped me pack but then he had to get to Hybe for work.”

“My luggage? But I was not even informed.”

“Uh, Mr Kang, would you please bring the rest of the boxes up here?”

“Sure, Ma’am.”

As soon as he was gone, Aerin pulled you back inside the apartment.

“What is going on? Aerin we spoke about this right?”

“(y/n) it is…it’s much deeper than we first thought. There are some famous news agencies involved. Do you understand the gravity of the situation now?”

No, you did not, you could not understand why there was an undertone of panic in Aerin’s words and why the tension in the room thickened.

“I knew it!” Yoongi sneered, voiced low, raspy and menacing.

You almost flinched at the sudden change in demeanour, you had never seen him like that before, it was like a whole different person was standing beside you.

Yoongi’s dark eyes flickered between the luggage and Aerin. 

“Why don’t you stay here, Aerin? I need to get to Hybe.”

“Uh- okay, take care,” Aerin called out as he was already marching out of the apartment.

“I…I don’t understand…”

“(y/n), Hybe is all set to sue some giant news agencies. They had you stalked, they had leaked information in exchange for money, that was how some fucking sick people got hold of you. It was not just that girl, there were more people involved.”

Your stomach fluttered and your mouth dried at the revelation.

“So…Now?”

“I can’t allow you to stay alone, not after what Tae told me. You are permanently moving here. That’s it.”

“But…But what about our apartment?”

The apartment held some sweetest memories of you and Aerin, both of you had been living together since she was still in university and you were new in the rat race.

“We can rent it.” Aerin paused and bit her lips, her eyes glided across the apartment, as if contemplating “There have been several other pictures leaked.”

“Several other pictures, like?”

You had not signed up to any social media account, it was too risky, Mr Bang had advised you against it, and you chose to heed.

“Those people have been stalking you even before you and Jin began to date. There are pictures of both of you sitting in a corner cafe near your work place, and pictures of both of you in a car. And they are breaking the internet. But Hybe is working on tracking those agencies and proving those pictures are photoshopped.”

You not only felt exposed, but also violated. Did these people have no shame, no consideration?

“We cannot risk anything anymore, they know where you live, they know your workplace and unless and until the culprits are behind the bars, we cannot risk anything. I’m afraid that you might have to work from home (y/n).”

You nodded, unmindful of the rest of the conversation. The sandwiches sat cold on the dining table- looking at them, you relaised that you had lost your appetite.

“Are you hungry?” you asked Aerin, who shook her head, clearly tired and perhaps disturbed too.

“Let me help you arrange your things. Jin and Tae are working with Namjoon tonight, they will spend the night there.”

You nodded- though you wanted to speak with Jin, you did not wish to interrupt his work-process. There were so many questions in your head.

But, for now, you helped Aerin unpack and settle your things. Because deep down, you knew that Jin would not allow you to leave. The attack had rattled both of you.

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Kindly let me know if I have missed someone on the taglist.

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#yandere bts #bts yandere #yandere jin #yandere idol jin #yandere idol #yandere seokjin x reader #yandere seokjin #yandere jim smut #obsession #darkbangtan #darkbts

[mother2monsters]

So….. hey 👋🏽. Longtime fic reader and long time secret writer 😂.

I write but never post really 😂 honestly I feel like my writing is 🗑️ but I digress. But I can’t ever really find what I’m looking for (except for one writer who is phenomenal but she isn’t really writing anymore) so I decided to try my hand myself.

I decided to put it out there to see if there’s any interest. I’ll start posting snippets of what I have to test the waters 😅😅

Full disclosure…. I’m into almost everything so you never know what you might get. Mainly black coded older reader. Some MxM.

Some of my favorites are sub!yandere BTS, poly BTS x reader, supernatural, A/B/O…. I’m greedy, what can I say. Like Pokémon, gotta catch them all 🙌🏽😅

#bts x black reader #bts x noona #bts ot7 x reader #jungkook x black reader #poly! bts x reader #bts x black noona #idol!bts x noona!reader #bts sub yandere idol #sub!bts x black!reader #namjoon x black reader #yoongi x plus size reader #yoongi x black reader #jimin x black reader #taehyung x black reader #bts needy #bts x plus size reader #bts x chubby reader #hoseok x reader #jin x reader

[yankpop]

Yandere BTS Masterlist

Be aware that these are fiction works made for entertainment purposes.

These are DARK/YANDERE works so READ THE WARNINGS at the beginning. I do not support any of these toxic behaviours.

Reader is always female. 

SCENARIOS

◼ CEO JK

DRABBLES/IMAGINES

◼  Christmas Drabble ( Jin )

It’s Christmas and your boyfriend has a surprise for you.

◼ OT7 Drabble 

You finally discover what the boy’s real intentions are.

◼ Big Family (Taehyung)

Your kidnapper has ambicious plans for the two of you.

◼ Yan JK

Your dad encounters a tragic accident but fortunately Jungkook is there to take care of you.

◼ Debut

Your sunbaenim is not as innocent as you thought he was.

◼ You fight him (Yoongi)

You decide to pick a fight with your boyfriend and that was a mistake you don't ever want to repeat.

◼ Hard Love (Haegeum!Yoongi)

Gang leader Yoongi is someone you wish you’ve never met before.

REACTIONS/SCENARIOS

◼ They go through your phone (Hyung Line) (Maknae Line) 

◼ You ignore a call from him (Hyung Line)

◼ Sasaeng! (Hyung Line) (Maknae Line) 

◼ Sasaeng! : They have an online fan sign with you (Hyung Line) (Maknae Line) 

◼ Idol! : How they manipulate you to stay with them (Hyung Line) (Maknae Line) 

◼ Sugar daddy! : You try to break the agremeent (Hyung Line) (Maknae Line) 

◼ You refuse to obey them (Hyung Line) 

#yandere bts #yandere jin #yandere namjoon #yandere yoongi #yandere hoseok #yandere jimin #yandere taehyung #yandere jungkook

[4200nemobackup]

yandere!members cheating on partner and partner wanting to leave them/ cheating on them with another member??

Coming right up babes!!

Taglist: @mwitsmejk @lchimmyl @zoroscrustyboogers0

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Ask above: “yandere!members cheating on partner and partner wanting to leave them/ cheating on them with another member??”

Pairing: Yandere!bts x reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, stalking, aggression, physical activity, mentions of bodily harm, I am in no way romanticizing these scenarios. If you or someone you know is going through these, please call/ alert the proper authorities.

A/n: happy to write this. It’s Safe to say that whoever sent me that ask has motivated me! But anyways, this won’t be sub or dom leaning, just yandere members and how they react. This only fiction guys!

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Yandere Jin: I personally believe that Yandere Jin is not as frightening as the others on the list. When his partner finds out that he has been cheating, the most he will do is probably put on a very broken persona in order to get his partner to feel bad for him instead. Yandere trope is often categorized as using a fake, caring, sympathetic, or emotional personality, to hide their insanity. I feel like Jin would hone this part of the trope, breaking down crying when you find out, and him convincing you somehow that you’re the problem. After you take him back, he would pretend as if nothing happened, and if you bring it up, he’ll go psycho, asking you stuff like “when did I ever cheat?” It scares his partner bad, and he knows this.

Finding out that your cheating is a different story. Yanderes always want their partners to themselves, so Jins version of this is taking his partner back and projecting his fake and caring persona onto his partner in a very torturous way. His dialogue consists of “you wouldn’t ever cheat on me right? Because you’re such a good gf/bf/partner?” I also feel like if it’s one of the members, he would use his hyung card, and privately threaten them without you knowing. Threatening to make their life a living hell, and that if they even enter your presence consider themselves a target.

Yandere Yoongi: I feel like Yoongi would have his moments where he gets extremely dark and morbid. His yandere trope would be the seriously stoic type. When you find him cheating, he doesn’t even bother to argue against you, or attempt to gaslight you. Because he still wants you around, he will actually threaten you that if you ever left him, there would be consequences. He would do the same thing Jin did, sort of convincing you that you were somehow the problem.

If he finds out you’re cheating……well. Once he catches you, he would roughly grab your wrist and tell you to get dressed, and that you would be dealt with later. He’ll make you stand outside the door so you can hear him beating up whoever it was you cheated on him with, traumatizing you. Rather than say a whole paragraph of things, he would just tell you something like, “see what you’ve caused?” In an attempt to make you think that no matter who you run too, everything always comes back to him.

Yandere Hoseok: Hobi would be a mix of Jin and Yoongi. His Yandere trope would be aggressive, disguised as calm and collected. You literally would never suspect him for anything because of this demeanor. However when you catch him and begin yelling, you can see a brain switch off in his head. He beats you in a shouting match, startling yourself. You imagined he was in the wrong, but the way he yelled at you made you feel as if you may have came onto him wrong. But as you’re leaving, he stops you and begins a series of emotional displays. These confuse you because one minute he’s yelling, the other one he’s happy, and the next, he’s sobbing at your feet. This becomes a sensory overload for you, so you just stay, not realizing you’ve fallen into his trap.

Catching you cheating is scary. When he sees you and another member turning away from each other as he opens the door, he plays along for a long period of time until you are both comfortable. He knows what you both have been doing behind his back, but he won’t act on it now. The sadist in him comes out when he starts asking you and the member to do weird things, and when you protest, he yells very loudly about your affair, telling you it’s the least you could do for him. Afterwards, he never brings you around the members and you aren’t allowed to go outside of the house anymore. He’s suspicious of you on another level, but he acts like nothing happened.



Yandere Namjoon: he uses his intelligence against you for sure. Namjoon is the yandere trope that plans out each of his moves correctly. There’s actually no way you would catch him cheating unless he wanted you to. I imagine him as the invisible man’s character from the adapted movie. Everything you go through, is something he orchestrated. If you do catch him, it’s because he wanted you to, and be prepared, there’s several steps ahead that will lead you back to him,even if your objective is to leave.

However, him catching you cheating is the opposite. He will continue to orchestrate events in your life and set you up over and over again, until you’ve burnt all your bridges. It will lead you back to him. As you’re crying in his arms,he’s just standing there smirking because he’s the reason why your tears are falling. You have no where to go, and that excites him because you’re his whether you can help it or not.

Yandere Jimin: I would identify him as the sub!yandere trope: also a stalker. He will pretend to keep a distance, but you know the crazy in his eyes. I would say that he would probably severely threaten anyone that you develop connections with because he is afraid they will take your attention from him. Catching him cheating is a wild ride. It messes with you because he pretends to be devoted to only you. When you catch him, he would immediately guilt you by resulting to some kind of bodily harm upon himself, like hitting himself. You’ll beg him to stop, and just like that, you’re his again.

However it’s easy for him to catch you cheating because he regularly stalks you and keeps tabs on you. It frightens you because he knows every.single.detail. You come home and he’s sitting on the couch, and in the most ominous voice ever he asks, “Master why were you with________?” It startles you and when you try to make an excuse, he starting wailing about how he thought he was enough for you. It makes you feel beyond terrible, but now you’re bound to him. Even if you suggest to see other people, he threatens his own safety over the matter.

Yandere Taehyung: Taehyung is a stalker Yandere as well, but he is very obsessive in the fact that you’ll find him all over the house, trying to scare you or seduce you. When you catch him cheating, and try to kick him out, he also starts to wail, and scream. He hopes that you’ll take him back because of this. He’s begging and pleading, but it’s crazy to see him do such a thing so whole heartedly. He stalks your conversations for the next few weeks to make sure you haven’t told anyone about what he did.

When he catches you cheating he always pops up in random places. He is always watching, so when you’re making out with another member in a random room, he’s in the broom closet watching you. You go to open it or whatever and boom, he’s literally right there like jeepers creepers. His display of emotions are rather psychotic. You don’t know if he’s angry with you or not. He confuses you and the other member successfully. You begin to feel watched because of how he keeps popping up everywhere, no matter what you do or where you go.

Yandere Jungkook: Yandere Jungkook is just straight up possessive. He won’t even pretend in front of people that he isn’t. He would go the mile to harm someone over something small concerning you. When you catch him cheating, he will tell you to mind your own business. He also tells you that it wasn’t cheating, and that whatever you saw was not equal to what you think you saw. When you try to leave, he will grab you and fling you somewhere telling you that you aren’t allowed to because you’re his. Where could you go? No one will take you, he says.

If he catches you cheating, pray. Pray for yourself. He’s already hurt about you doing with another member. The other member suffers a more gruesome fate, but his only solution for you is to restrain you from ever interacting with anyone else. He’s worse than Hobi. Hobi may let you out with him supervising you. But Jungkook won’t even let you come downstairs unless he says so. He has a routine and set of rules for you to follow because of this. He also takes your phone, and disables communication devices within the house, just so that you won’t be able to call people. All of your calls and texts go through him and his monitoring.

#yandere #yandere!bts #yandere!idol #yandere!jin #yandere!yoongi #yandere!hoseok #yandere!namjoon #yandere!jimin #yandere!taehyung #yandere!jungkook

[euphoricfilter]

like crazy mini series:

pairing(s): namjoon x reader, seokjin x reader, yoongi x reader, hoseok x reader, jimin x reader, taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader

genre: fluff || smut || angst || non-idol au || reincarnation au || strangers to lovers || established relationships || friends to lovers au || regency era au || gang au || college au || slight yandere au? ||

summary: the story of seven loves across eight lives.

word count: estimated 45k total

✧ mood-board : reaching for the stars

🪐 🌠 ∘₊✧─── *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ───✧₊∘ ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . 💫

✧ part one

ੈ summary: the story of why you loved to dance in the rain.

word count: 14k

tags/ warnings: duke! taehyung, jimin, fluff, so much love, angst, death(s)/implied murder, mentions of blood, mentioned suicide, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, smut in the forms of: implied loss of virginity, unprotected sex (don't be stupid, this is fiction), oral (fem receiving), multiple orgasms, creampie, cum play, talks of pregnancy and babies

✧ part two

ੈ summary: the story of how the universe sent you Namjoon

word count: 9.3k

tags/ warnings: gang leader! namjoon, fluff, a lot more love, angst, namjoon is tatted up, death/ murder, mentions of blood, mentioned sex trafficking, mentioned drugs, obsessive relationship, smut in the forms of: dom/ sub themes— kinda mean-ish dom! namjoon, lots of hickies, spitting in a mouth :), biting, strangely feral sex, pussy slapping, unprotected sex (this is fiction, don’t be stupid), pull out method (again, don’t be stupid), doggy style, squirting, the briefest ass play, implied/planned aftercare!! because namjoon isn’t heartless

✧ part three

ੈ summary: the story of how sometimes heartbreak hurts more than death

word count: ???

tags/ warnings: college bf! yoongi, fluff, a lot more love, angst, heartbreak, smut scene includes: public sex, protected sex (because that’s super cool!!), tongue technology master min yoongi, soft sex, multiple orgasms

✧ part four

ੈ summary: the story of when you seem to find out love just maybe isn’t meant for you

word count: ???

tags/ warnings: model! jungkook, baker! jin, hoseok!, fluff, more people in love it’s sick, angst, death/ murder (again), mentions of blood and injury, stalking, mentioned para-social relationship, smut in the forms of: ??? (gotta wait to find out ^~^)

✧ a supplementary story: you never walk alone

ੈ summary: the epilogue

word count: ???

tags/ warnings: ???

#like crazy #masterlist #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut #bts angst #jungkook fanfic #bts fic #namjoon imagine #namjoon angst #namjoon smut #bts x reader #seokjin x reader #seokjin imagine #yoongi imagine #yoongi x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok imagine #hoseok fanfic #jimin x reader #jimin imagine #taehyung imagine #taehyung x reader #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #namjoon fanfic #seokjin fanfic #yoongi fic #jimin fluff #taehyung smut

[silv3rswirls]

Worship me

Warnings: 18+, unedited, yandere au, idol yoongi, stalking, online harassment, mentions/fantasies of sex and masturbation, obsession

Note: I wrote most of this in an hour. No one speak to me, I am unheathily in love with this yoongi. Also, I didn’t have the brainpower to write a like actual story with scenes and stuff, so I’ll probably post the little blurbs and such to go with this.

Until recently, Yoongi never found himself absorbed in his social media. Other than his members, and close personal friends he didn’t find himself scrolling aimlessly or jumping to see anyone’s new posts. That was until he stumbled on your profile. He was bored one night, and couldn’t sleep as he tossed and turned in bed so he went scrolling through his feed to check out what the other members were up to. He huffed as he accidentally clicked on Jin’s likes rather than hearting them. 

He would’ve click off right away like usual, but he stopped at the last second to see your profile nestled towards the top of the list. He tilted his head, why not check out some profiles? It would pass the time and hopefully bore his insomnia away. Maybe it would have worked if he hadn't spent well over an hour just looking at your posts, reading every caption; piecing together some kind of life story to go with your admittedly cute face. He closed Instagram and called it a night, thinking nothing more of you.

Too bad he woke up the next morning, sleep-deprived and cranky; only to open Instagram and scroll. Just for a few minutes to wake up, but eventually, he found himself typing in your username without much of a thought as to if you had posted- you had. He had to stop himself from liking it. What was he thinking? He could only imagine what would come from his official account liking some random girl's post just minutes after she posted it.

No more, he told himself, there was no need to go to your profile to kill boredom. He got ready for the day and headed to the studio to do something far more productive.

Productivity came hard though, as every day his desire to check your profile grew. He couldn’t help it, you were so cute and your posts were addicting- there wasn’t even much special about them, Yoongi told himself one evening, but still he looked. After a week of taking in every selfie and photo, reading your captions closely, and making his way through your older posts; he had completely sunken into the never-ending hole that was stalking your profile. He made note of everything you did, your likes, what you ate that day; it felt weird at first, but every day he found himself caring less and less. He was alone, doing it in his free time. You posted it all for people to see, so didn’t he have a right to look?

Every few minutes he checked for your updates, he hated not being able to follow you. Sometimes the temptation to do so struck him hard, but he held off. He wanted to comment, and tell you how beautiful you were. How much he loved your interests and humor, hated how you interacted with other men in your comments. He wanted to talk to you, this wasn’t fair. Didn’t he deserve to talk to you?

Yoongi was drinking more than usual, why? He couldn’t say. Maybe sipping on liquor and staring at you has become his new favorite pastime. He spent god knows how long locked in his studio doing it, his work neglected as he favored you. He’d get tipsy, get flirty and think about everything he’d say to you. He typed it out sometimes, teasing the idea of sending you a message. 

He wanted to send them, so badly.

He’d get upset, start drinking more and then get sloppy with his messages. They turned from light and flirty to downright awful. Paragraphs filled with how much he wanted you, in every way he wanted you. How he thought about going to that cafe you were always at just to see you, how he wanted to give you everything, how he wanted to touch you; how he wanted to fuck you and never speak to you again, or how he wanted to be with you forever. Use you. Love you.

Sometimes he would get a little too worked up thinking about, staring at pictures as you went out in cute outfits with your friends. Tonight was starting to feel that way, he was leaning back at his desk, eating up your new post about going out to the bar with some old friends. You weren’t that dressed up, inches of your skin weren't on display. You looked how you usually did, but Yoongi found himself shifting in his seat uncomfortably as his cock twitched in his pants. He was growing warm, mouth a bit dry as he m ogled over your pictures. Never had he considered himself to be so needy like this, but he couldn’t help but to slip down his pants and tug at his cock. Just thinking about you did something to him, made him want to whine for you to touch him; be with him.

He stood, one hand keeping him propped up against his desk as his head lulled down, little grunts and half moans filling the dark studio. His eyes fluttered open, looking at the space of the empty desk beneath him. He could imagine you laying there under him. Thrown with care in a rush of passion, his hungry eyes traced your every curve. Sometimes his fantasies felt so real, in the daze of lust he’d reach for you under him only to be reminded that you weren’t there.

He’d wake up the next morning and feign guilt for even thinking to speak to anyone that way, but deep down he knew he had passed guilt a long time again. What he said was true, and he wanted you to know it. He never felt guilt for getting off to the thought of you though. You were always posting such cute photos, didn’t he deserve to do it?

Two months into his insistent stalking a new face started to appear in your posts. Though you always said he was a friend in your captions or comments, Yoongi felt an immense weight of jealousy on his shoulders every time. Sometimes he could barely look at your profile, you posted too much with that damn guy. It pissed him off, unreasonable anger boiling in his as he gripped his phone tighter and rolled his eyes. The way you let other men put their hands on you. His arm was thrown over your shoulder, smiling ear to ear, or how when he held your waist in one. 

He’d get drunk and think about all the nasty things he’d call you, and all the horrible things he’d do to that guy if he ever saw him. 

Call him insane, but he created a fake profile just days after so that his fantasies of talking to you could be true. Still, locked in his dark studio with desire squirming and eating at his insides, he went all in. He couldn’t calm himself down to play it cool- he was damn near begging you to stop posting that guy, to accept his affection and not his. He went on and on about you, how he had been watching your profile- how one day he saw you at your favorite cafe, that he waited for hours hoping you’d come.

You read it but didn’t reply.

Tonight he was fuming, and a bit tipsy as he looked at your new post. He wet his lips, eyes burning as he kept a hard stare on his screen. Whoever that guy you are with was, he looked pathetic. Yoongi could only sneer. If only you knew that he had messaged you, not some random faceless man, but Min Yoongi- the Min Yoongi. Far superior to any random man you would ever post in your feed.

Rather than continued to gravel at the will of your Instagram feed with fucked up fantasies of you, occasionally hoping to see you in public and just look at your beauty. He should be making you chase him. If only you knew, you’d be at his fucking feet in an instant. The image sent a thrill to his head. He didn’t care about keeping his ego in check anymore. He was Min Yoongi; a genius producer, a worldwide superstar. Other men could never compare, you should be at his feet begging for every part of him.

He deserved you, how dare you disrespect him? How dare you not reply to his messages, shouldn’t you be grateful? You post so much, didn’t you deserve this?

He dragged a hand through his hair, his mind clouded with lust as he stared at your story. You were laying in bed with your cat, smiling as it walked over your stomach, the camera panning up to your smile as you giggled. A harmless video was no longer harmless to him, everything set him off. Everything you did made him want you more. He couldn’t recall a time that he had yearned so hard for someone, but it felt so good. He lets out a light sigh, rubbing himself over his jeans as he thinks about how you’d look so much better laying in his bed, or over his desk, or anywhere as long as he was there.

Though, he didn’t whine for you or think about how much he wanted you with him; he thought about how he deserved your presence. You should be here letting him have you, he deserved it. He was Yoongi, you should be here all over him. His eyes passed over his liquor bottles sitting untouched, he had stopped having to get drunk to think about you this way weeks ago. He ignored what that said about him, or how it marked how he was changing every day; falling deeper into a worse person.

He didn’t care anymore, he was Yoongi. He could do what he wanted, he had every right to treat you like this in his head and through the messages you still ignored. He wondered for just a second what the others would think of him if they found out. One day Namjoon had almost seen the messages on his phone, and Yoongi almost challenged him to see them and say something. So confident in his obsessions he was. 

He was Min Yoongi after all, he deserved to have you at his feet worshiping him.

#bts #bts x reader #bts imagine #yoongi x reader #yoongi imagine #min yoongi #min yoongi imagine #min yoongi x reader #suga x reader #suga imagine #bts suga #yandere suga #yandere min yoongi #yandere yoongi #yandere suga x reader #yandere min yoongi x reader

[wildestdreamsblog]

Baby Fever

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

Summary: You were more than just a secretary to him.

Warnings: Yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Breeding kink, Sexual themes, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: hiiii! I haven’t felt as inspired as I did while writing this for a while 🥹 I hope you enjoy this!

“I want a baby.”

You sputtered out the coffee you were drinking. Your eyes watered as you coughed. You tried to get your breathing under control as you looked at the imposing man sitting in front of you with his legs spread apart. He had not lifted his eyes from the laptop presented in front of him. He was idly looking at photos of paintings from the various exhibits you attended while he was busy with his group’s schedule. As an idol, and on top of that the leader of the biggest group today, Kim Namjoon was an extremely busy person. You were his secretary for almost four years now. You took care of his personal life, while his personal assistant took care of his work life. You were there for him whenever he was done with his work schedule. You were there to make sure that he remembered to call his family during their birthdays, special occasions, and holidays. In fact, you were the first person he was keen on seeing once he landed from whatever country they were in for work. His members, specially Taehyung and Seokjin, let you know time and time again how much you were appreciated. If you weren’t there, they thought that Namjoon would not be as put up as he was right now. You thought that Namjoon would survived without you.

You coughed twice before finally feeling like you could live. “What?” You asked him in confusion before wiping your self with the handkerchief he had somehow laid out in front of you.

Namjoon eventually looked up to you once he marked the photos of paintings he wanted to purchase. He leaned in, resting his elbow on his muscular thigh before plopping his chin on his hand. “I said, I want a baby.”

You squinted your eyes confusingly, “As in…baby as in baby? Or baby as in I don’t know? Not an actual baby?” You knew even as you asked what he meant. Namjoon was the most intelligent man you knew, and he did not make mistakes when conversing. In fact, he was such a great conversationalist that the media loved to invite him on their shows.

So…what brought this on?

“A child of my own, Y/N.”

That was not the first time he mentioned that. If you could remember clearly, he answered in some interviews that he really wanted to become a father. He even bought that cute little shoes when he was abroad just because. In your mind, you knew he would be the best father if how he took care of his members was any indicator. It broke your heart, though, to see him still alone after all this time.

“I mean…are you seeing someone that I’m not aware of?”

He blinked at you, absorbing what you were asking. How could he had another woman when he spent almost all his free time with you? “No.”

“T-then how?” You asked in puzzlement. You could see from his expression that he was serious about this. He rarely said anything without thinking it thoroughly in the complex and brilliant mind of his. This meant that he really did want to have a child of his own now.

You were finding it difficult to process this. Couldn’t he just want another painting?

Namjoon merely shrugged his broad shoulders and went back to looking over the paintings.

You thought that was the end of it. But no. The second time he mentioned this was at Jin’s house.

You two were about to call it a day after running errands for him. To be honest, you were quite excited for tonight. You were set to meet with your college friends, including someone you always looked up to back in your college years because of his superior intellect. He was also always so kind to you, even walked you home to your dorm every night. But you were too immense in your studies back then that you had no time for relationship. But maybe, now?

You made sure to take more time to dress yourself up this morning. You even chose to swap your usual lipstick to a different shade that made you feel more alluring and beautiful. Your fingers touched the beautiful necklace Namjoon gave you on your birthday last year. You thought that the accessory was perfect with the dress you were wearing.

This would be an easy day for you, you thought to yourself seeing that RM’s schedule was just until the afternoon. You smiled at your reflection in the mirror, satisfied with your appearance before leaving the house. When you showed up at the company to pick him up, the staff politely informed you that the leader was still in the studio with Yoongi and that he told them to ask you to go directly there. You were walking to the floor where the studio was when you passed the three maknaes: Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook.

“Oh, noona!” Jungkook called you, his voice in pleasant surprised as he looked at your face. His doe eyes took in your clothes with wonder before meeting your eyes again. “Noona! You look so pretty!”

Taehyung smiled at you and nodded his head. “Our noona looks so fashionable,” he commented as he checked out your get up today. You beamed at his compliment, happy that the fashionable Taehyung approved of you.

Jimin sauntered up to you, teasingly wrapping his arm around your shoulders before smirking at you. “Our noona has a date,” he speculated on a sing-song voice that made the other two chuckled.

“So where is hyung taking you?” Jungkook pondered, excitement apparent in his eyes.

“Don’t tell me he’s taking you to another exhibit? Aish, he’s so unromantic,” Taehyung lamented, shaking his head at the thought of his hyung and the disastrous date that was about to happen.

“Hyung is not unromantic! As if you know anything about romance,” Jungkook pouted, fully on defending mode for his Namjoon hyung. His lips were in an adorable pout as he chastised Taehyung.

“I know how to be romantic!”

“As if! Until when are you going to keep giving tickets to her until she shows up in our concerts, Taehyung?”

“She will! I can still see her commenting in the weverse!”

“So? Her bias is J-hope, not you!”

You chuckled at the three’s cuteness. Taehyung was now the one pouting while Jungkook looked like he was enjoying tormenting his hyung. You watched them for a moment before finally correcting them. “He’s my boss. We’re not going on a date.”

The three maknaes looked at you with confusion in their eyes. “B-but, why are you so beautiful today?”

You squinted your eyes at Jimin, “So I’m not beautiful everyday?”

“N-No! That’s not what we meant-“Jungkook denied quickly, his eyes widening even further. He was afraid of offending his noona because then, his hyung would looked at him with disappointment in his eyes.

You chuckled lightly, deciding on ending their distress by telling them that you were going to meet with your college friends tonight, in which they were silent. They looked at each other for a moment, as though speaking in telepathy before the oldest maknae spoke up.

“So noona, is that an all-girls event, or no?”

“There’s going to be boys. Why do you ask?”

He smiled at you cheekily, but this time the smile did not reach his eyes. “Nothing.”

The three maknaes watched you walked away from them, your eyes focused on the tablet in front of you. They sighed in disappointment and worry.

“Namjoon hyung is going to lose his mind,” Taehyung finally broke the silence.

“I don’t want to be here when he finds out noona is going to meet boys from her college,” Jungkook fretted, holding both Tae’s and Jimin’s arms.

“RM is going to be unbearable after this, isn’t he?” Jimin stated with a smile that looked more like a wince. The few times you went out on a date, Namjoon was insufferable. He was quiet, too quiet that the maknaes were scared to make a mistake or speak too loudly. “Shall we move to the mountains for a while?”

Yoongi opened the door, smiling politely at you before letting you in the studio. RM’s back faced you as he hunched over the workspace. He was deciding on what beat sounded best when you arrived.

“You’re here, Y/N? I’m almost done-“ he trailed off once he turned his chair to look at you. His eyes widened before he managed to erase the awestruck expression in his face. But Yoongi saw. He smirked before sitting down on his workstation, looking up at the pair in front of him. The other one was an idiot despite being the most intelligent man in almost any room, and the other was a naive one. He hid his smile on the cup of coffee he was slowly sipping.

“No worries, Namjoon. Take your time,” you smiled at him before sitting on the sofa. He was still not able to take his eyes off of you. And you, the ever naive one, only flashed him your professional smile.

And Yoongi was enjoying it all.

“You looked different today, Y/N,” Yoongi commented tonelessly, egging the leader beside him. “Right, Namjoon?”

You blushed as you could feel your boss’ heavy eyes on you. You flashed Yoongi a shy smile before turning to look at Namjoon. It was a moment, a heartbeat too long before he replied with seriousness in his voice, “She always looks beautiful, Yoongi.”

He wanted to add that you looked like a masterpiece, one that had different meanings whenever he looked at it during different times in his life. You were timeless, his heart wanted to add. However, his brain was deaf in his heart’s true desires.

You blinked at his sudden praise on you. “T-thank you, Namjoon.”

“Is there an occasion?” Yoongi asked innocently after reading the message sent by the maknaes about you and your supposedly college reunion. He almost chuckled when he read that the three were planning on staying as far from the company as possible. But not him. This was fun to him. In his opinion, the two of you should have been in a relationship for a long time now. He thought Namjoon needed the push, or a shove if Suga was being honest. And he was willing to be the one to do that. He was a kind friend like that.

“Oh, I have a reunion with my college friends tonight,” you shared as you fixed the papers that Namjoon needed to look at. You wanted to be efficient today so Namjoon could use the rest of the day to finally relax. You thought his eyes looked a little tired lately.

“You didn’t tell me that,” Namjoon noted lightly, fixing you with his hard stare. “What time are you going to meet them? Where are you going to meet? Will you be out late?”

Yoongi was smiling as he watched RM threw question after question at you. Yet, he failed to ask one thing that should be asked.

“Are there gonna be boys, Y/N?” Yoongi asked innocently, blinking owlishly at you before leaning back and watching it all unfold.

Your affirmative answer made RM’s mood turned sour.

You were on edged as you drove the car expertly from the last location of the schedule today. Even at his age, people around Namjoon still adamantly refused to let him drive. The members thought that he would be a danger to people around him, and to himself as well. Namjoon was uncharacteristically silent as you drove. He was either staring at you or outside. Ever since you picked him up from the company, you could feel that something was off. You just could not pinpoint at it. On the other hand, Namjoon was contemplating…or more appropriately scheming as to how he could keep you with him today.

“Let’s go to Jin’s,” he finally broke the silence, flashing you his normal, dimpled smile.

“What?” This was not in the schedule today. You purposely scheduled light meetings today so that he could go home and you would have more than an ample time to drive to the reunion.

“It’s still early. I promise we’re only going to be an hour.”

Lie.

“Ahhhh actual people!” Jin greeted when he opened the door and saw you and Namjoon. He was carrying the box of baby books he insisted would be helpful to the brain development of Jin’s son.

“Hyung, your son is an actual person,” Namjoon said in a light tone as he took in Jin’s state. Despite the bags under his eyes, he was still so handsome that fans would still call him the worldwide handsome. He looked tired, but his eyes held so much happiness that RM could not helped but be happy for his hyung. At the same time, he wanted, no, he craved the domesticity that Jin was now experiencing.

The men were talking and laughing about work as Jin’s wife lead you to her son. You cooed at the child and thought that he would break a lot of hearts in the future. He was a carbon copy of Jin. He was laughing at you when you made funny faces at him, the melodious laughter reached the men’s ears.

“He likes you,” Jin commented, fondly watching his handsome son babbled and laughed. “Do you want to hold him?” His lovely wife asked.

“Really? Can I?” You asked in wonder. She smiled at you before gently laying the happy child safely in your arms.

Your heart melted as you held Jin’s little bundle of joy. The little weight you were holding was someone else’s whole world. He was barely six months old and yet he had so much personality like his father.

“You’re so beautiful, little one,” you whispered to the baby looking up at you as if he understood every word you said.

Namjoon could not even begin to decipher what it was he was feeling when he saw you holding the little Jin in your arms. He just felt this warm feeling in his heart, as if the image of you holding a baby in your arms was from a dream come true. The image was forever imprinted in his mind, he was sure. Something about you felt right. Something about you felt like the missing piece in his life. You had always been there for him. He was not ignorant to think that he could survive without you in his hectic life.

He thought that you were meant to stay in his life.

You were so focused that you almost missed the heat from Namjoon’s body when he leaned in and looked at the baby from your shoulder. You could feel his breath this close that it made you heart beat louder. Was it from shocked? Was it from shyness? Or was it from something else that you had spent years denying?

“So precious,” Namjoon whispered softly. You jumped from the deepness of his voice. You shivered from the body contact you were not used to. You cleared your throat before turning to him.

“Do you wanna hold him?”

And once he had the tiny human in his muscular arms, Namjoon smiled tenderly at Jin’s son. He brushed the sparse of hair he had on his head gently.

For the second time, he said, “I want a baby of my own.”

You were surprised that he once again brought it up. This time it was not only to you but to his hyung. Jin blinked as if he was startled by RM’s admission. He looked at you before looking at his friend.

“I’m sure you’ll be a great father, Namjoon,” Jin said in all seriousness. He knew he would. He was sure of it.

“When will you start making a baby of your own, Namjoon?” His wife asked him teasingly, leaning against Jin as they looked at the man observingly.

RM glanced at you, “Soon.”

You were already an hour too late to be considered fashionably late that RM insisted that he’d have his driver dropped you off to your reunion. You wanted to say no, yet you knew it would be impossible to resist Namjoon whenever he was in that mood. He always knew how to get his way, you thought. His intelligent mind knew just what to do, just what to say in order to get what he wanted.

And that night, he did.

Your college friends looked at you happily when you stepped out of the car. They walked closer to you, welcoming you to the party. And there you saw him, the man you hadn’t been able to forget. He was still as handsome as ever. You couldn’t help but smile when he was approaching when you felt a presence behind you.

“Hi. I just dropped off Y/N. I’m sorry she’s late,” RM greeted the group charmingly before nonchalantly placing his large hand on your waist. You jumped from the contact. He never did that. What would your friends think? Your head was in overdrive that you didn’t notice your friends fawning over the Kim Namjoon. He was treating them kindly, allowing them to take pictures with him before he turned to you.

“Enjoy your night, Y/N,” he murmured before placing a kiss on your cheek.

Well, there went your chance with your college crush.

You didn’t know what to make of his actions that when you went to his house the following week for information pertaining to the property he was looking at, you were on edged. You didn’t have to knock because he told you before to just enter his penthouse. You were given access to his home. You took a deep breath before walking inside his house, not knowing what to anticipate with him, with his touch…and that kiss that should not have happened.

“Oh, Y/N! You’re here! Come sit!” Namjoon’s mom called from his dining table, smiling pleasantly at you that you froze. You didn’t expect her here but at least there was a buffer between the two of you now, right?

“It’s been so long! You’re so thin! Is my son too hard on you?” She asked as she pulled you to sit beside her, in front of RM who only looked intently at you. You couldn’t read his expression. He was wearing a simple black shirt that fit a little too snugly on his chest. You hated how you were noticing yet again his physical qualities like you did when you were merely starting. His mom was still reprimanding his son as she put plate in front of you despite you offering to help. She merely shrugged you off, happy that you were there to take care of her son. Who knew what would happen to him if you weren’t here, she thought. RM was silently eating, enjoying the way his mom was mothering you when she turned her attention to him once again.

“When will you give me a grandchild? With the way you are working, you have no time for family! All my friends and neighbors have at least one grandchild. Son, just give me one, okay? Just one,” She pleaded as she placed more food on his plate.

“Okay, omma,” Namjoon consented. He was serious, yet his mother groaned as if he was just placating her.

“You,” she turned to you, placing more food on your plate as well. “Don’t be like my son. Go make your own babies! I’ll just borrow your child every once in a while, okay?” She told you humorously as she laughed and told you that you needed to eat more.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, the man’s face darkened with the mere thought of you carrying someone else’s child. He hated the thought of you not being his. He had the whole weekend to think intensely, and all the answers pointed to you.

You didn’t have time to discuss with him what had transpired. The following weeks, he was busy with work, yet this time he had always quietly ordered that you’d be with him. Before, you only had to meet with him thrice a week. But now, you were with him almost everyday. You were working in his office when Hoseok and Yoongi entered the room.

“Oh! Y/N, you’re here!” Hoseok exclaimed before walking to you with the brightest smile you had ever seen. Yoongi only smiled at you in acknowledgement before approaching RM and showing him his laptop. They were deep in conversation when Hoseok asked you if you knew where the list for the event was. You nodded before standing up. It was in the overhead cabinet. You reached for it in difficulty for a moment when you felt a hand on your waist, and RM’s muscular arm stretched beside you as he grabbed with such ease what you were trying to reach. He was as near as that night. “Here you go, Y/N,” he whispered…and heavens did it feel sensual in your ear. His hot breath tickled your neck. You could feel your cheeks heat up from his proximity.

You were starting to notice that RM was becoming…touchy lately. It didn’t feel disrespectful to you, it just felt like something changed with the way he was acting, with the way he was looking at you, with the way he was demanding your attention.

J-hope looked at Suga in astonishment. Were these two finally a thing?

One night, you were walking to your humble apartment with Namjoon beside you. His hands were in his pockets as he walked you to your door despite you telling him that you were fine. But you should know, he was a stubborn one. It was late, and the only light were from the hallway of your apartment. It was almost midnight when the two of you arrived at your apartment after checking out the house Namjoon wanted to buy. He asked you what you thought of it, and you said it was beautiful. The yard was spacious with swimming pool. The house itself had numerous bedrooms that you didn’t know who would stay there. In your mind, you rationalized that it must be his members if ever they wanted to stay. In Namjoon’s mind, it was for his family. He listened intently to what you had to say, and only when he saw how your face lightened up when you saw the whole house did he decide to buy it.

“Here I am, boss Namjoon,” you announced jokingly before straining to look up at your tall employer.

You blinked when he only stared at you, “Namjoon?”

“Good night, my princess,” he murmured with his deep voice.

Did he just…call you his princess?

You were too shocked to notice him leaning down. And once he did, you felt his lips kissed your forehead softly, his large hand on the back of your head. You were frozen when he stepped back.

And then he left.

Namjoon thought you needed time to process everything. He knew you were an over-thinker, that you were a flight risk. He just didn’t know you would be like this with mere kisses on your cheek and forehead. You hadn’t been picking up your phone since that day, and he had half a mind to go to your apartment. But he had to keep in mind that there were less conspicuous method to use.

You read the message from Namjoon this afternoon. Apparently, he forgot to pick up the gift he had for his father’s birthday and he was now in his hometown. He was half-pleading and half-apologizing for his clumsiness that you felt bad to just leave him on read. And so you replied that you’d bring it to him.

Your mind was blank as you drove for hours to him. Ever since that night, the feelings you had tried so hard to bury and successfully did, were resurfacing. It was unfair, you thought. You didn’t have the emotional capacity to fall for him. You knew how this would end. When you started to work for him, you thought he was everything. You looked up to him because he was so kind, so intelligent, and so masculine. He was gentle with you even when you made a mistake. He helped you find an apartment that was safe after he saw how you were living before. He paid for the deposit and for the rent during the first year despite your adamant refusal. He even paid for your grandmother’s hospital bills, the only family you had. She had lived longer than what the doctor said. She died without experiencing difficulty eventually, all thanks to RM’s connections to the best hospitals. You wanted to pay him. You even refused to accept your salary, with no success. Namjoon just merely shrugged and said he wouldn’t let anything happen to you as long as he was around. And you believed him.

And so, you did your best to take care of him day and night. Even going beyond your job description. You became his secretary, but what was more, you became his friend, an ear to vent on, even a shoulder to lay his head to rest.

One night, RM had too much to drink. He was feeling suffocated from the pressure of the world. You found him staring on an empty bottle of whiskey when you arrived in his penthouse. That night, you sat with him, listened to his worries, rubbed his back with comforting hands. You assured him that he was not the version he thought of himself. He was better. He was the best man you ever knew. You told him how much you appreciated him, and that he was doing his best.

That night, he asked you what he would do without you.

That night, you told him he’d never have to find out.

That night, he kissed you.

And come morning, he forgot about it.

But you didn’t. And that was the first time he hurt you.

Your memory trail stopped when you saw him standing in front of their house, waiting for you.

His father, just like his mother, was able to convince you to stay the night. He said you were family, and that it would be his birthday wish to spend it with the woman who managed to keep his son alive. He even joked that without you, RM would probably forget to pay his bills, to keep his fish alive, or even to eat. You laughed and said RM was becoming more mature lately and that he could survive without you. RM disagreed.

“You know what, you could do so much than be with my brother,” RM’s younger sister said teasingly as all of you were eating dinner. She stuck her tongue out to her brother who just rolled his eyes at her.

“Oh,” you chuckled shyly before looking at the tall man sitting beside you. “We’re not together!”

“Why not? I was just kidding. I think you’re perfect for him,” she admitted before smiling at the two of you. She was just voicing out what her family had been thinking for years. By now, you were a permanent fixture in their lives that if and not when the day comes that RM introduced someone else to them, they would find it hard to accept her.

You chuckled before telling her that your relationship with her brother was strictly professional.

“He’s working you too hard, isn’t he?” His father asked you as he shook his head at his innocent son. “Listen to me, life is too short to work all day. Go out and have a beautiful life! Or else you’ll find yourself old and alone one day without a family of your own.”

Once the intimate party died down, you found yourself talking with RM in the living room with alcohol in front of you. The two of you were seated on the floor side by side with the sofa behind you. His parents had called it a night after drinking with them, while his sister tapped out as well. Alcohol and the existence of other people helped to die down the awkwardness you felt. You were laughing at RM’s anecdote about the thing that happened during their dance practice. He watched you with contentment in his face. Seeing you happy was making him feel like he did something right, like he won one of those awards. He didn’t know when it started, but he just knew the desire to make you laugh would never go away. He was sure of it.

“I’m sorry about my family. They’re just used to teasing me.”

You waved him off before pouring his empty glass, before pouring yours. “It’s nothing, really. I had fun. I’m glad I came.”

“I’m glad you’re here, too,” he admitted, his look at you was as intense as that night that your heart started to beat harder, as if it wanted to escape the cage it was in. You blinked and decided to look away. You fanned yourself, “It’s quite warm in here, right?”

Namjoon smirked before drinking, his eyes never wavering from your face. “You’re beautiful, princess,” he commented, his voice deep as he waited for you to look at him again. He was near, so near that his thighs were touching yours. So near that whenever he moved, his muscular arm brushed against yours.

“God, you’re so drunk,” you muttered before looking up at him.

“I may be. But come morning and ask me again, and I’d still tell you you’re the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.”

You gulped, his voice deepened even further. “You’re the most important person in my life,” he admitted with intensity in his voice, with promise in his eyes. “I know I love you.”

Your eyes widened before attempting to move away from him when you felt his massive hand on your back, preventing you from moving away from him, effectively stopping you from running away from the truth that he never tried to fight.

“You don’t mean that,” you whispered, your hand now on his chest as you tried to stop him from coming any closer. He shouldn’t. He couldn’t. Because if he did, he’d feel how hard your heart was beating just for him. Or how terrified you were of falling, only to have him forget about it again. To forget you again.

“I do. I mean it,” he whispered leaning in slowly at you. “I love you.” And then he kissed you. And you were all too powerless to stop him. He pulled away after a moment. You were breathing hard, your eyes trained on his lips before meeting his eyes. And then this time, you kissed him.

You didn’t know how, but the two of you found yourselves in his bedroom. His hand was entangled with your hair, your hands caressing his broad back as he walked you to his bed. You were drunk from the alcohol and his kisses, his heavenly kisses. He pushed you gently to the bed, and not a second was wasted before he joined you. You pulled off his shirt, your eyes in awe at his form. His muscles were definitely more defined now than when you last saw it accidentally back when you were just beginning to work for him. His chest looked definitely stronger. You were aware of this from seeing him wearing tight shirts, but this? This was something else.

You moaned lightly as Namjoon trailed kisses on your neck, peppering it with subtle marks of his own. He thought that you were his, and that your neck should be adorned with his marks. “Keep it down, princess,” he teased you as he got impatient with the endless buttons of your blouse that he resorted to ripping it off of you. He couldn’t be gentle. Not when the woman of his dreams was finally on his bed. “Or do you want me to cover your mouth?”

You didn’t know that he had it in him to be a dirty talker. You were feeling the heat when he smirked at you before you felt his lips on your chest, down to your stomach, and finally to your core. You closed your legs, shyness finally coming back to you as you sobered from his sinful kisses. He was kneeling, his legs were on either side of you as he leaned closer to you once again. “Be a good girl and open your legs, princess,” he ordered, his hand caressing your soft thigh.

His commanding voice was like a hypnotic spell that you found yourself opening your legs slowly for him. And as a reward, he made your legs shook. You were still catching your breath that you didn’t notice he placed a pillow under you, lifting your core. He kissed you once again on your lips so tenderly, so lovingly that for a moment you believed he loved you.

“You are made for me, princess,” he whispered before looking at you with darkness in his eyes, “You’re made for daddy. Say it.”

You keened when you felt his hardness slide at your core teasingly, punishingly as you waited a little too long to repeat what he wanted you to.

“Say it, princess. Don’t make daddy mad,” his hot breaths were tickling your ear as he pinched your sore nipple that you yelped.

“I-I’m made- ugh- I’m made for daddy,” you finally said as you felt his thick head slowly entered your drenched core.

“And who’s your daddy?”

“You are.”

That night, he told you repeatedly how you were his and his only. He made you promised that you would never leave him, and that you would never ignore him once again. He made you come so much that you lost track of the time. His large hand was on your mouth, preventing you from waking the whole house up as he rutted against you with so much stamina and passion. He made you so mindless that you didn’t realize he was finishing inside you each time. He made sure to not let a single drop leave your core.

The third time he didn’t have to mention about wanting a baby of his own, he just did.

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