#yandere jin fluff drabble

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PJM: Trust Me

Summary: Jimin asks for your trust once more and this time you give it to him. Inspired by this video.

Genre: Fluff, smut

Warnings: smut - sub and dom undertones, teasing, denial, degradation (minimally - use of the word dumb, slut, cums1ut.), fingering, hair pulling, choking, rough s33x ?, oral ( m receiving) humiliation?, honestly it’s just absolute filth.

A/N: I really worked so hard on this please share your thoughts, this is the final part, I may do an epilogue but it has been really fun writing this little fic. I am so proud of jimin for his Dior deal. I’m sorry this took so long to come out I’m currently going through a little personal crisis. Anyways, enjoy 💜 also a huge Thank you so much for all the love you have shared on the first three chapters, the response was and still is overwhelmingly beautiful l'm so glad over 400 of you have enjoyed it enough to like it and continued to read for the majority of it. I’m so sorry if I didn’t tag everyone for some reason it wasn’t letting me edit it. I will be doing an epilogue on the wedding and some scenes with Aeri and yoonjin getting a little closer and then I’ll do a special chapter of the family dinner and that will be this all wrapped up, it’s crazy to think this started as just a little smut fic wrote for some friends. Seriously thank you all.

Taglist: @filtrmin @blairtann @parkjiminlovies

Previous chapter ⇐ |

You didn’t know wether to move, to speak or to continue staring and the blank spot on the wall right beside Jimins head.

“It wasn’t exactly how I wanted to ask you.” You see his nerves as he rubs the back of his neck, looking just as unsure as you no doubt.

“Jimin?” It was the only thing you could say.

Of course you’d considered marriage, you’d never thought about spending a day without the man ever since you met him but that was always something you’d though about dealing with when the time came. Were you really ready?

You remained still as he walked towards you, shaking off whatever nerves he was displaying so clearly moments earlier, his hand encasing your own as he falls to his knees. You was about to protest but it was cut off instantly his head shaking as he presses a kiss to your palm.

“I know what you’re doing, I know what your thinking, don’t do that.” You can’t help but stubbornly smile at the way he understands the inner workings of your mind without you having to vocalise it. You stay silent letting him know it’s okay to continue.

“I have a confession to make.” a breath “In the past ten years I’ve helped release many love songs but I was a fraud, at least until the day I met you. I never knew what love was like, i watched my parents and wondered if I’d ever have a love like that, I watched the members have countless relationships, I watched sappy love movies that Jungkook complained about but nevertheless agreed to watch and then cried about” a laugh “but I had never had a love until the day I met you. I remember it like it was yesterday, you standing there like a wet dog scared i would murder you instead of just giving you a ride home, you knowing who I was but treating me just like another being.” a smile “I had this whole thing planned out, the calls, the schedule, the lies that I probably show have been more careful about, it was all to plan a perfect day full of happiness where eventually I would drop down on to one knee and do this.”

He moves his hand to his pocket pulling out a box

“You are my warmth on a cold day, my confidence when I’m overthinking, my energy when I’m tired, my hope on a bad day, my joy on a good one, you’re the person who puts everything aside to be there for me, the only person who treated me as me and expected me to be as such. I cannot imagine my life without you, I can’t imagine coming home and you not being there. I know it’s hard, the schedules, the tours, performances, fans, rules, I know it’s draining but you’ve stayed through it all. You’ve been my person in a way I never thought I’d be lucky enough to experience. I want to give you the world, I want to take you to every country and show you the most beautiful things, I want to bring you as much joy for the rest of my life as you have brought me in the years we have been together, I want to be your husband and some day if we are lucky enough I’d very much like to be the father of your children. So I am asking you.” a tear “will you give me the honour of being the person who gets to love you for the rest of your life. Will you marry me?” a sob.

For a moment you forgot how to breathe, forgot how to move, forgot how to think, for a moment the world stopped as you flashed your lips against his, your head nodding conveying an answer your mouth could not.

Forever was a long time but you knew, you know you’d spend forever with him.

“Is that a yes?” He asks pulling back from the kiss, his face as tear stained as your own.

“Yes it’s a yes.” You laugh, a sense euphoria surround you both.

“The ring?” He asks, holding the box towards you.

In the midst of his beautifully worded speech he had forgotten to do one of the most important thing, show you the ring. Although, it didn’t matter for all you cared it could have been a piece of string and you would have said yes.

You looked at the box for a few seconds before opening it, it was safe to say you was both surprised and in love with it. It was a slim silver band with a simple white diamond in the middle, the sides donning more of the sort just in purple and half the size. It was jimin. It was so jimin and you loved it.

“I didn’t know if you’d like it if you don’t then it’s fine we can go to the store and change it I had it altered the purple ones were added as an extra… so I probably couldn’t return it because it’s customised … but we could get another one and you could keep that one if you wanted to… I mean not keep it if you don’t like it you could sell it… could you sell a engagement ring…do people sell them.. probably right? EBay? I don’t know.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at him, shaking your head. “It’s perfect, no one will be selling or returning anything and it is definitely not going on eBay. Put it on me husband to be?”

You didn’t miss the smirk that crossed his face as he took the ring box from your hand, not only was the ring perfect the size was too. “I love it so much, I love you.”

“I love you more, did you really think I was going to break up with you?” His voice was deep, a lower tenor most likely a byproduct of the crying session you had both participated in.

Your earlier accusation hit you in the fact, the embarrassment working it’s way through your mind. “Yes, you’d been acting weird min and your phone calls sounded like you’d been planning it.”

“You listened to my phone calls?” He raised an eyebrow.

“No.” You winced. “Not really I just overheard it when I was coming back into the room, I should have said something but I didn’t want you to feel like I was invading your privacy, I’m sor-“

He was actually shushing you, his finger pressed over your lips and for a second you shamefully though about biting it but refrained when he pulled it away.

“My privacy is your privacy. Namjoon and Jin Hyung were right they both said it would seem like I was lying to you and I can see how it may have looked that way but I just wanted to make it special for you. I wanted to show you how much I love you.” The pout across his lips was adorable.

“I know minie, you made it special for me even if it wasn’t done in the way you wanted. Every day is special with you.” You felt better reassuring him, in a way it reassured you too.

“You know there’s still a very big engagement party taking place tomorrow right?” He asks dropping his head to your shoulder, his small frame bigger against your own.

“You really planned to ask me tomorrow? Who was going to be there?” You leaned your head to the side giving him better access to your neck where his lips had began to place small kisses.

“Some of my family, some friends, the members. Small.” His answer was short and you was grateful for that, his hands distracting you too much as he caressed your hip.

You threw your head back, just about ready to ask him to bed you over right then and there before he stepped back leaving you in utter confusion. “Busy day tomorrow.”

Definitely time to provoke him, after all you was able to be devilish too sometimes. “So tonight you’re all mine then, won’t you remind your fiancé how good you can make her feel?”

“I wouldn’t start with me right now sweetheart. I’m not sure i would be most forgiving.” Your pussy throbs at the dominant tone to his voice.

Mustering your best innocent face you look up at him through your eyelashes. “Oh and what would you have to forgive?”

“My fiancé is a slut who forgets who she belongs to.”

Fuck Park fucking Jimin.

You was ready to drop to your knees, your voice and confidence stolen by the man.

“Bedroom, now.”

You scurry up the stairs, almost falling back down them as your foot missed a step towards the top. The bedroom was clean, even in his busiest moments Jimin made sure your home was perfect. You smiled at the thought before focusing on your own dilemma; where to sit.

You thought about laying across the bed but that didn’t seem like enough, not for tonight. So you did something for the man that you hadn’t done in a while - after stripping down all but your underwear, you dropped to your knees, head down, hands on your clothed thighs.

Jittering butterflies beat around the wall of your stomach as you heard his footsteps near, slowly rounding into the room. “Aren’t you a beauty.”

“I’m your beauty, Sir.” You blush at the use of the title.

“Sir tonight is it? Not Jimin? Not baby?” You could already guess the way his expression would look as he asked the question and as much as you wanted to see it you refrained, whenever things got like this he was in control and he did not like disobedience.

You almost nodded but remembered the rules he had set the first time you’d had this kind of play. Moving without permission was a big no. “Yes Sir.”

“You’re so fucking perfect, take my cock out.”

Your hands shot up to the waistband of his sweatpants before being smacked away, the movement making you jolt back.

“Sir?” You questioned, your eyes flicking towards him for a second, dazed with confusion.

“Did I say use your hands?” His voice was firm but laced with a superiority that made you feel embarrassed “I know my fiancé can be a little dumb sometimes so I’ll let you try again.”

With your hands crossed off the list you knew the only option would be to use your mouth. It was rare that Jimin liked to be degrading or to humiliate you, usually opting to be dominant in a softer way. However, it was a lie to say you didn’t love when he got like this, your pussy already coated in a slickness from his words alone.

You struggled to get your teeth around the waistband, something jimin thankfully didn’t comment on, his hand coming to caress the back of your head instead.

“So you can think for yourself.” You groaned at what his praise implied, just as you managed to pull his sweatpants low enough for his already hard cock to spring free.

You couldn’t help trying to take him into your mouth, you wanted him, you wanted him in your mouth, fucking your throat. You were stopped however when Jimins fingers gripped your hair, forcing you to look towards the ground. “Sluts don’t take what they aren’t given, do they?”

“No Sir.” You squealed, his grip in your hair tightening.

“Go lay on the bed, hang your head off the edge, you want to be used so bad I’m going to fuck your throat and you’re going to take it.”

You practically threw yourself on the bed, head hanging off to see him standing right in front of your face, you didn’t have time to catch a breath before he was lining himself up against your mouth and forcing his cock inside. You let your jaw go lax, careful to make sure your teeth were no where near him.

“You look so pretty with my cock down your throat baby, you were made for this.” His hands caressed your hair, his breath shaky and you gag around him.

The sight of him was ethereal, head thrown back, his hair falling down his forehead, his eyes focused on you and only you. You wished you could take it all in for a few more minuets as he pulled you off, giving you a chance to catch your breath, his hands reaching out to steady you as he helps you up.

“On the bed doll, I want you facing me.” His lips grazed against your jaw as he gave you a nudge towards the mentioned furniture.

You silently nodded, voice hoarse from his assault on your throat.

By the time you laid down, which admittedly only took a few seconds, Jimin had rid himself of any clothing, his body bare. You admired it, every curve, every muscle, every perfectly drawn tattoo.

He was unreal, perfect, heavenly, and he was going to be your husband.

“I love you.” You whispered against his ear as he dragged his cock up and down your folds.

His breath was heavy, as he fucked into you, the words sounding rough as he moaned “I’m in love with you.”

“Fuck me Sir.” You dug your nails into his hips and he placed your leg over his shoulder allowing him better access to you, his arms supporting his body above you as he fucked you as if you was both nothing and everything.

All you could do was babble useless words, too high on him to think straight, his fingertips had began to draw maps over your tits, occasionally squeezing your nipple just enough to make you hiss in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum inside of your tight little pussy okay princess?” The question wasn’t really a question but you nodded anyway, just wanting more of him.

It’s all you could think.

Jimin Jimin Jimin.

You knew the moment he came as his body slouched over, his own moans louder than yours had been. He slid out of you as he sucked against the skin of your neck to which you whined in response earning a breathless laugh from him.

“My cock is never enough for you is it doll? Always so greedy for more.” You knew he was taunting you and you was happy to give in.

“Please minie, need it, need you.” You reached out for him, trying to pull him back as he slid lower between your legs.

He landed a warning slap against your thigh, enough to settle you down and allow him to continue whatever plan he had in mind.

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as he caressed your cunt with his fingers, sliding them inside of you as his own mouth clasped around your clit.

You couldn’t help but grind against his face, chasing your own pleasures “More, please more, wanna cum on your face.”

He answered your pleas by angling his fingers and grazing them against your gspot. Your hands flailed to grab his head, unable to do anything else but enjoy the overwhelming pleasure. “Gonna cum.” You screamed as he grazed your clit with his teeth, finally giving you the push you needed to reach your orgasm.

He didn’t stop devouring your cunt with his tongue even as you rid your orgasm out, the pleasure becoming too much, enough to have you trying to push him away, the soft grip you had on his hair turning into a desperate attempt to push him away from your sensitivity.

His free hand only moved to grab your wrists, preventing any attempt at you getting away.

“Too much, plea- too much- jim - fuck” you couldn’t form a coherent sentence as you tried to move yourself away, the headboard of the bed stopping you.

You felt his cum dripping out from you as he continued to fuck his tongue into you, only stopping when he had determined he had enough. “How was it baby, how do you feel? Let me get you cleaned up okay? I’ll go run us a bath.”

You nodded even though you couldn’t make out what he was saying, your head hazy with the overriding pleasure he had given you. You don’t know how many minuets passed when you felt yourself being moved from the bed, tiredness wearing your limbs down.

You cling to neck, your head fighting to hide further away into his chest.

“I’m not going anywhere jagiya, just getting us into the bath.”

You relaxed at his words, you were always safe with him.

The water was a welcomed treat, you always felt better after a bubble bath, you had told Jimin that on your second date, it was adorable that he remembered even now.

“Jimin?” You lean back against his chest, the water rippling at your movements.

His hands wrap around your waist. “Hm?”

“Thank you for helping me.”

“What?”

“Thank you for helping me that day, thank you for picking me up and insisting on driving me home. Even when it was you who opened the car door I was still scared, idols can be murderers too you know. I never expected I’d fall in love minie, I never expected you to call my job the next week and ask me on a date, I never expected anything after that but I am so fucking thankful that it all happened. I don’t know what I have done to deserve you, to deserve your love but all I can do is be thankful that you chose to help me that day because it was the day I started to learn how to live.” You felt your face heat up as tears prickled at your eyes, as far as love stories go yours with Jimin will always be your favourite.

“Jagiya” his voice was strained, a sign he himself was crying too. “If I could go back I’d do it all over again, thank you for accepting me, for being with me and learning to love me not just loving the Jimin of BTS that the world sees. I remember being so afraid to ask you on a date. I spent hours talking to Namjoonie Hyung about it, he told me if I wanted something there was no reason not to take a chance on it because despite our fame we are still all just human beings who need human connections. I was shocked when you tried to pay for the first date but I think that was when I knew you didn’t want me for any other reason than just me, we both know I probably could have brought the entire restaurant but I’ll never forget the way you threatened the waiter to let you pay or you’d tell his manager that he had been rude.”

You both laughed at the memory, you were slightly disappointed with yourself for being so stubborn. “I wonder what happened to him.” You giggled.

“I tipped him for his troubles, the day after I went back and gave him enough to make him forget you. You know, I never thought I’d deserve something like this. Something just for me.”

“I’ll always be just for you Jimin, many things in life are but you are stubborn in your own way, you refuse to see the things you deserve but that’s okay because I’ll be here forever to show you.”

The conversation fell silent after that, his hands massaging your head as you both enjoyed the warm water. You didn’t stay in the tub for much longer as the bubbles dissipated, both deciding to get out than turn into prunes. He wrapped you up in a towel and helped you get dry before dressing you in one of his own shirts and tucking you into bed, the last words you heard being the sweet nothings he mumbled against your skin.

When you woke up the sun had covered the bedroom, the smell of food knocking your senses into action. Your body felt lethargic from your last night activities but the ache only made you smile. It would be a reminder of the way he made love to you.

You didn’t have a chance to get out of bed before he rounded into the room carrying a tray of breakfast.

“Happy birthday fiancé.” He smiled placing the tray over your legs.

“Good morning my husband to be. This looks amazing oppa come eat with me.” You winked at him as you mumbled the honorific you rarely used.

“You know you never call me oppa but you call Namjoonie Hyung and jin Hyung it and even sometimes yoongi Hyung.” He fiend a pout as he bit into a waffle.

“That’s because you specifically told me not too after that dinner with your parents.” You reminded him, after you had been dating for a few months he had wanted to introduce you to his parents, they had welcomed you with open arms and cooked a beautiful meal. You had wanted to show your best side so you remained respectful, however you had gotten way too embarrassed and ended up using the term towards Jimins dad. The whole situation was mortifying but it led to be a great memory that you all laugh at.

“Don’t ever bring that up whilst I’m eating” he huffs and you both break out laughing, the breakfast nearly toppling over as jimin fighting to cling to the bed sheets, his body nearly falling onto the floor.

A few minuets after your laughing fit he cleared his throat, his face more serious. “We have a short drive to take soon, I haven’t told anyone I proposed already I thought we could turn the party around and instead of it being a surprise party for you we arrive early and make it a surprise party for them.”

“Them who Min?” You asked, never getting a clear answer from him the previous day

“My parents and brother, the members and Aeri.”

You almost choked at the last name on his list on invited people, you hadn’t seen your cousin in over 5 years, you and your parents admittedly had a difficult relationship so you chose best to not speak, supporting yourself after moving out at 17. Aeri had been forbidden to talk to you, you were no longer good enough in your family’s eyes, once you left your parents you were disgraced.

“How?” You didn’t know what else to say, completely dumbfounded.

“She misses you, I managed to get her number and I called her and explained the situation, I told her I was going to propose and that you’d want her there. She’s alone too, your aunt kicked her out a few years ago she said she tried to find you but didn’t know where to look she didn’t know if you was still in seoul. She lives in Daegu but I had Yoongi Hyung pick her up and she’s currently at a Hotel.” He was patient as you broke down into tears, she had been alone this whole time.

There were so many things you wanted to ask but nothing seemed right. “How did she react when she found out who you were?” Somehow you deducted that was a smart question.

“Is that really your main concern?” He laughed, discarding the breakfast to to envelop you in a hug.

You nodded against him, breathing in his cologne. He always smelt good.

“Well she thought I was pranking her but when Yoongi Hyung picked her up she Instantly asked him if I was as short as he is.” You weren’t surprised at her question.

“How did he reply?”

“He told her to walk to seoul and locked the doors. It only lasted about 5 minuets before he finally let her in after she promised to buy him food as a token of her gratitude.”

“Did she buy him food?”

“I think she did, she told him he needed it to grow.”

You couldn’t hold in your laughter any more at that. You could already picture the look on Yoongis face as he grumbled some form of scolding that your cousin definitely would have ignored and continued teasing. She was always like that. Always fun.

You and jimin laid in bed for a little while longer before he pressed a kiss to your forehead and removed himself from behind you. “You have an hour to get ready jagiya I’ll be downstairs.”

You guessed he too had gone to prepare himself for the day as you heard the downstairs shower running.

The weather allowed you to wear something pretty, a designer dress that Jimin had brought you a few months ago but you had never had the pleasure of wearing.

Your hair was an easy fix, wearing it in a lazy ponytail.

You paired the blue dress with a pair of white heels and white thermal coat. You didn’t miss the way Jimin visibly froze as you walked down the stairs, his jaw dropping to the floor as you gave him a twirl.

“You look amazing.” You cut off his compliments with a kiss before leaning back to take in his own look.

He wasn’t dressed completely formal but his black dress pants and blue shirt made him look as if he was a model. “We are matching”

“Well we are going to get married so we have to start at some point.” You rested your head against his chest, the heels adding on a few more inches height wise. Although, not enough to be as tall as him.

“Are you ready?” He asked, his hand tracing circles over your back.

“I’m ready if you are.” You we’re both nervous and excited for the day.

“There’s one thing you’re missing.” He sighed, before you could ask he had already turned back around, heading for the office he rarely used.

He returned a few minuets later, gift bag in hand.

“Jimin no.” You was firm about your distaste for gifts, he was more than enough.

“Open it.”

“Jimin.”

“Jagiya”

“Don’t jagiya me.”

“Open the gift and I won’t.”

“You already got me a ring.”

“Yeah and if you don’t open the gift I’ll be giving you a baby.”

His argument silenced you and you nodded in defeat, within the bag was another small box, this one holding a bracelet.

The number 13 engraved into the small pendant.

“Jimin.” You didn’t know what to say, it was perfect, it was his number. He gave you a few minuets to compose yourself before securing it onto your arm. “If I cry I will ruin my make up and we don’t have time to fix it but thank you”

“Happy birthday jagiya, I know we can’t always be as public as we would like to be but know that I am always with you, always thinking about you and always tied to you. If it’s something you want I’ll talk to the company about making a statement but we can discuss that later okay? Let’s get going.” He held his hand out to you, he knew you’d need time to think about allowing the entirety of the world to know about your engagement, selfishly you wanted him to yourself for a little while longer.

The drive was quiet, the street only fairly busy but that was mostly because of how early it was. You could see Jimin was nervous from the way his fingers pounded against the steering wheel every time you come up to a red light, normally you’d give him time to think things out he often got caught up in his own head but today was one of those times you wanted him as carefree as you felt.

“Min.” You placed your hand at the back of his neck, massaging his scalp with his nails.

He leaned his head back slightly, making it easier for you to reach the other side of his head. “What’s wrong Jagi?”

“I’m the one who should be asking you that, you’ve already done the proposing so why are you so nervous?” You cocked your head to the side.

“I guess I’m nervous to tell everyone, I’m nervous to meet your cousin too I mean what if she tells me I’m shorter than Yoongi Hyung?” He laughed at his joke as did you.

You sighed feigning a nod. “I’m pretty sure she will.”

He cut you a short glare before refocusing on the road. “You’re so mean.”

“You love me.”

“That, I do.”

“I’m worried too, I’m worried to face your members and your parents, I’m nervous about seeing my cousin but I know you’ll be there holding my hand every step of the way. You’ve never let me fall before and neither have I you, we will face this the same way we will face the future.”

“And how is that?” He asks, body a little more lax.

“Together.”

You arrived shortly after the conversation came to an end, it was a small cabin surrounded by plenty of forestry, something that was both hard to find and expensive in Seoul.

“It’s beautiful.” You placed a chase kiss against his cheek as his fingers intertwined with your own, him walking a few paced in front as he leads the way inside.

“I had Jin Hyung and Aeri do the decorations, Namjoonie Hyung wanted to help but Aeri said he would probably knock everything down so he should just manage the playlist.” You couldn’t help but feel fond at the way your cousin had made herself feel at home with the people Jimin sees as family, it made you feel a little more comfortable with the aim of the day.

“So how long until everyone arrives?” You watch as he unlocks the door, completely sure he was taking twice as long just to make you wait with your growing impatience.

“Well don’t kill me okay? I know I said we would be here to surprise everyone but I guess I still wanted to make this special for you.”

“Jimin what? I don-“

You didn’t get a chance to finish your question as the door swung open revealing the faces of the people closest to you.

Cheers of “SURPRISE!!” And “CONGRATULATIONS” came from the members, with jimins parents waiting at the side.

You greeted them first giving them both a respectful bow before they each pulled you in for a hug. “I wouldn’t want anyone else with him, thank you for taking care of my son.”

The words of your soon to be mother in law sprung tears to your eyes, your previous worry of preventing your make up from smudging no longer feeling significant.

“Thank you for trusting me and letting me be a part of your family. I know we may not always get to see one another but I promise you I will be the best wife.”

“We never doubted that.” Jimins dad always made things seem so much easier than they were, his confidence in those he cares for always making things better.

You gave them both another hug before moving on to greet the members.

“HAPPY ENGAGEMENT NOT ENGAGEMENT BECAUSE JIMIN COULDNT WAIT PARTY NOONA” Jungkook half shouted wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Kook that makes no sense” Jimin doubled over in laughter as streamers were popped off from various corners of the room.

You turned towards Taehyung and Hoseok as they called your name, both of them hugging you at the same time. “Thank you for taking care of our Jiminie, I know it’s not easy but you always take care of us all.”

“I always will, we need to restart our monthly dinner parties.” You we’re fond of the times you had the scheduled meals, you’d always get to cook alongside either Jin, Yoongi or Jimin and it would be a way for you all to get to know one another.

“Ill mark it on my calendar.” Hobi was firm in his decision, pulling out his phone before you could respond.

“How is tan?” You turned to Taehyung who was already flashing his camera roll at you.

“He is so big” he giggled. You’d definitely make him send you those later.

You moved around the room towards the quieter man. “Yoongi oppa?”

“There’s the wife to be.” He smiled giving you his version of a hug.

“So you knew?”

He nodded in response, lips pressed in a line to stop his grin. “I did.”

“And you let me accuse him of dumping me.” You raised an eyebrow at him, unamused.

He laughed quietly before pretending to scold you. “Hey in my defence I told you to talk to him.”

“I can’t believe you.” You joined in on his silent laughter before looking back, you could see Jimin and Jungkook talking with his parents. “Do you really thing I’m good enough for him?” You felt free asking the question that had been plaguing your mind for the past god knows how many hours.

“I think that you need to see yourself as equal. You pick him up where he lacks as he does you. I don’t think I could ever imagine Jimin without you. It doesn’t matter who has what, if that’s the case you know jimin would pay every bill that ever came through but we both know you’d never let that happen.”

“Because we have an equal part to play.” You explain.

“That’s exactly me point. You are equals, neither of you is less or more and trust me I’ve known Jimin for a very long time and if anyone could make smart decisions it’s him. He chose you and you chose him, that’s all that matters.” You we’re thankful for him, even though he was emotionally reserved he was wise.

“You’re hogging her.” You could already hear the pout in the man behind you.

You turned to face him, putting on your best “serious” look. “Seokjin Oppa, no one is hogging me.”

“Aish, then you’re hogging yoongi.” He tries to hide his neck as it darkens a shade of red.

“I can make my own decisions Hyung.” Yoongi forces his drink down his throat to prevent any laughter.

Jin deadpanned. “You can not you called me at 3am last night asking what version of the song sounded better!”

“So I care about work?” Yoongi retorted.

Jin threw his hands up. “THEY WERE THE SAME SONG!”

“THEY HAD DIFFERENT SPEEDS!”

“NO THEY DID NOT!” Jin silence the younger man by walking away, mumbling about how the youth were unthankful for him.

“Well… family dinner sometime next month.” You informed the laughing man in front of you.

He just nodded at you, still smiling to himself.

Jin and yoongi had their own thing with one another, it wasn’t something that was every outspoken but you could notice it, Jimin had too. You were always happy to see those moments between them where they both indulged themselves with their own wants even if it wasn’t as usual as some may think.

You noticed the smaller figure towards the back of the small crowd and you couldn’t help but feel yourself torn between waiting for her to approach you or running and hugging her in the way you’d been thinking about since last night.

She made the decision for you, walking towards you in small steps. “Cousin.”

“Aeri.”

A best of silence before you both threw your arms around one another, the familiarity breaking your resolve and forcing you to tears.

Her hands gripped into your coat, her voice broken. “I missed you.”

“I missed you more. I’m so sorry I didn’t know you were alone I had no idea I would have tried to find you.” You explained your apologies faster than your brain could comprehend them.

“Don’t apologise, I couldn’t find you either. We can make up for lost time another day but right now you have a man who is head over his chelsea boots in love with you. Turn around.” She pointed over your shoulder and you followed her direction.

He stood behind you on one knee, his members behind him, his parents beside him. You followed him as he called your name.

“Jimin.”

“You look so beautiful.”

“You’ll make me cry if you don’t stop.”

“I know I did this last night but it’s only right to do it here with the people we love as witness. I cannot promise that I will be perfect, I will make mistakes but I promise I will always do my best to be the husband that you deserve. I promise I will do my best to bring you happiness and security in the same way you have me. I knew I was going to ask you to marry me months ago, it was when you came to the hotel with yoongi Hyung, you wasn’t angry you were just worried for me. I receive a lot of love in a lot of different forms but none of that can ever amount to the way you make me feel or to the love you give me. I know you have already said yes but it is in this moment I promise to love you with my entire being, to prioritise you, to promise you a forever. I promise to give you a love story others can only dream of.”

“I said yes once I’ll say it over and over again. I will do everything I can to be the wife you deserve. To support you the way you support me, to understand you the way you do me, to give you courage when you lack, strength when you’re tired, hope when you’re low, I promise to laugh with you and cry beside you. I love you Park Jimin.”

You can’t help but cry as he pulls himself up directly to kiss you, everything else falling away as you relax into him, embracing this moment as one you’ll never forget. You pull away a few moments later remembering the guests of your impromptu engagement party.

“Thank you for being with me.” He places a final kiss to you hand before nudging you forward in from of Namjoon.

You look back at him confused but he just gives you a reassuring smile so you turn to the leader who himself hands you another small box, you were definitely going to need a bigger jewellery shelf.

“I know bangtan is 7 but we want to welcome you into our lives the way you have done us, you’ve never judges us or shown us any indifference. You’ve been the person we can come too and share our problems without fear or misguidance. You’ve not only taken care of Jimin but also us in our lowest moments. So we wanted to give you this.” You can’t speak clearly, too wracked with tears but you accept the box opening it before loosing your composure. You’re sure you look a mess but you can’t help it.

“I know you’ve had it rough with your own family so this will always be a reminder we are here, we are eight with you.”

The pendant is shaped in a simple 8, small diamonds encrusted around the edges.

You feel multiple arms come around you and you’re unsure who they belong to but you welcome the comfort, letting yourself cry out all the years of feeling unwanted and unloved.

“Thank you” it was all you could say but nothing more was needed.

The party went on with no disruptions, there was more food than any of you could have stomached along with a beautiful cake to top it off, the music thanks to Namjoon and a very overbearing Yoongi was perfect. You danced until your feet hurt.

You weren’t sure at which part of the ride home you fell asleep but the soft blankets of your bed welcomed you as he carried you in, Jimins scent filling your senses as you pushed yourself closer to him.

“I love you, thank you for today, it was perfect.”

“A perfect day for my perfect woman.”

“And a perfect husband.”

“Thank you for loving me.”

“Thank you for trusting me.”

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[forever-once-gone]

Day 1: Sweet things soft!yandere bts does to make you unconsciously fall in love with them <3

Part of the Love, Amour, Aur Pyaar drabble series for February!

Word count: 1.1k, 1.3k, 2.0k, 0.5k, 1.5k, 0.8k, 1.8k (respectively, for a total of ~9.3k)

Content and Warnings: soft yandere (though can be read as not yandere, for most of them), love, nicknames, "productivity" ruts, insecurity, fluff, suggestive but no smut, wandering hands,

Author' note: This is for a challenge that I've put on myself to write every day of the month. The goal is not to write a lot, but just to write something. Obviously I failed this time, as I lost control of keeping these short. They were all supposed to be about 0.5k like Joon's (his was the first I wrote) but I just can't control myself and they ended up getting way too long. Especially Hobi's. I blame it on the fact that I haven't written for him yet, so I just went all out. It's unedited, as all of these will be. Don't expect timely posting as, again , this challenge is more for me to write, not for me to post. But yeah, enjoy! And let me know what you think. This is the first time I'm writing headcannons like this, so it was fun!

Kim Seokjin

~ He cooks for you

~ Your annoying roommate who seems to care for no-one else but himself, who made a little too much noise when he was playing video games in the living room, whether it be due to his first person shooter or him swaying his hips as the latest version of Just Dance blared out of the surround sound speakers he’d installed when he first moved in, your infuriating roommate who always forgot his clothes in the washer, making you put his wet, cold clothes in the dryer

~ That same, selfish roommate always found time to pause his little game, or whatever other activity, to make you food when he noticed you venture out of the room you rarely came out of (due to not wanting to see the irritating man) and into the kitchen

~ No matter how many times you tell him that you are capable of making your own lunches, he always pushes you aside and begins cooking himself

~ Making you sit at the breakfast bar with a statement along the lines of:  “well, I’m hungry now, so I’m going to make lunch. You suck at cooking, so you might as well just eat what I make, I don’t want the whole house to smell like burnt fish like last time.”

~ Which is a lie, by the way

~ You do not, by any means, suck at cooking or leave the house smelling bad

~ You’re actually a pretty good cook

~ Now, you may not be a world-class chef, but you definitely knew your way around the kitchen

~ But you see, dear reader, acts of service (or more specifically, acts of cooking) were Jin’s love language

~ He may not be good at keeping up with his chores, or keeping his voice low when you were in your room trying to relax, but he did try to show his affection for you through his cooking (as he knew no other way to try and get closer to you)

~ Seeing you eating the recipe that he had perfected a few years back with a huge smile that he rarely got to see directed towards him (due to your disdain for your immature, hectic roommate) was enough to make a red hue coat his face

~ When you would finish your plate and finally notice his blush, no amount of questioning would lead him to admit that seeing you look happy—happy because of him—was the reason behind it

~ He would give excuses like: “It’s from the hot stove!” or “I put five chillies in the marinade, and it’s too spicy now!” or the wildest, most unbelievable excuse he’s given till date “I’m trying to keep myself from vomiting!”

~ Like… why would he be about to vomit when he sat beside you at the breakfast bar eating a bite of the softest and most delectable cupcake he’s made to date????

~ This cupcake would never make even the worst critic want to vomit???

~ Why does he refuse to admit it’s just because seeing the way that you’re happily swaying as you devour your third cupcake of the night made his heart swell in his chest???

~ Before, you may have refused to leave your room any more than necessary due to how Jin always managed to raise your blood pressure

~ But over the past few months of him taking up cooking for the both of you, he’s been able to see you much more than just the three times he would usually see you (breakfast, lunch, and dinner)

~ At first he would only see you when you needed to eat or leave the house, but with time, you began to spend more of your day with him, watching him cook up his new creation for the both of you to try together

~ He unconsciously started to make recipes that took longer, just so you would sit in front of him for more time as he chopped vegetables and stirred pots

~ You began to actually speak to him, and not just yell at him to make sure to take out the trash and remind him that it was his turn to clean the bathroom

~ You guys were actually talking, but not just talking, you guys were getting along

~ Who would have thought that the roommate you used to complain to your friends about over the phone, would soon become someone who you wanted to spend time with?

~ With his longer recipes, you now would bring some sort of entertainment with you, sometimes a book, or your phone, or sometimes you’d sneak off into the living room across from the kitchen and begin messing around with the game he had put on pause when you came out of your room declaring you were hungry and asking him to make that one pasta recipe you loved

~ You would laugh as he’d yell from the stove about how you were “going to mess up my save files!”

~ Slowly he was able to coax you out of your room to spend more time with him in this way, until the equilibrium shifted, and you began to spend more time outside of your room than inside of it

~ Outside of your room and with him

~ Before you knew it, your night time routine had shifted.

~ Your routine used to be eating the delicious meal that jin made for you, washing the dishes for the both of you (it was only fair with him cooking for you all the time), and then heading straight back into your room with a small, reluctant thank you

~ But now?

~ You would wash the dishes, and instead of going into your room, you’d settle on the couch where Jin had gone back to playing his video games

~ When he’d notice you were done with the dishes, he’d throw one end of the blanket that he was wrapped up in to you

~ He’d try not to draw attention to the flush that had resurfaced on his cheeks again (due to you willingly spending time with him outside of cooking now) as he kept his eyes locked on the tv, but it was a fruitless attempt as you had grown fond of the rosiness of his cheeks and would notice it even if he were to try to hide the red under a pound of concealer

~ He’d try not to gulp when you’d slide closer to his end of the couch, pressing against his arm, a hand falling on his thigh under the blanket, peeking over his shoulder at the controller in his hand

~ You’d whisper out a low-toned comment of how you wanted to learn how to play too, how you wanted him to teach you how to play

~ He was willing to cook for you three times a day—that took a lot of effort, you had to admit

~ Maybe it was time for you to return the favour

Min Yoongi

~ He always indulges you in your newest hobbies

~ You tend to hop from one interest to another

~ One day you’re learning how to crochet, the next you’re folding a thousand paper cranes

~ Always grasping at the newest pastime that you saw pop up on your feed, you tend to hole yourself up in your room, fiddling with tiny strips of paper as you fold paper stars (at least, that’s what you were obsessing over this time)

~ He would gladly sit beside you, cutting thin strips of paper just so you didn’t have to stop your folding to restock

~ When you had quickly changed to knitting, and the shoe box of paper strips were left to rot under your bed, he didn’t make you feel bad at all

~ Whereas your friends from the past made you feel guilty when you wouldn’t stick to your hobbies long enough to actually use up the things that they had helped you with or bought you (claiming they had wasted their time helping you)

~ Yoongi, on the other hand, would just smile and ask you about the new task that had caught your eye

~ He’d rather bite off his own tongue, than say anything that would make you feel bad

~ Quickly he’d adapt and now, instead of cutting strips of paper, he was rolling your yarn into balls by hand as your playlist played in the background

~ Though the music was playing, he was focused more on you explaining the new pattern that you’d learned, watching as you ranted about the required tension in the yarn as you fiddled with your newest project

~ When you were able to stick to a hobby long enough to complete a project, he was the one who was the most proud of you compared to anyone else

~ When you showed him the bottle green knit ribbed sweater you had completed for him, he was smiling ear to ear, pulling his current hoodie off in an instant to put on the one you’d made him

~ He watched sweetly as you moved his body around to show him all the techniques you had to use

~ Lifting his arms up to show him where you had to attach the sleeves to the torso of the sweater

~ Tilting his chin up so you could get a better look at the neckline, as you told him how you had to learn a different stitch just to make it

~ You tried to pretend like you didn’t see the endeared, rosy look on his face, when you looked back up at him, realizing just how close you were to him at that point

~ You took a step back from him, clearing your throat, asking him to do a spin so you could see how the back fit him

~ You hoped he didn’t discern that the only reason that you had asked him to turn was so you’d be given a chance to collect yourself

~ When he finally did turn back around—at your say—he gave you a small, tender smile

~ “Thank you”

~ You could have melted right there

~ You loved how he didn’t even point out the fallen stitches as he hugged the fabric close to himself with a smile

~ But even in obviously love-filled moments like that, it wasn’t enough to really pull you together

~ It wasn’t until you had taken up learning how to play the guitar, that the both of you couldn’t skirt around your feelings any longer

~ When your feed had become filled with electric guitar covers of classic rock, pop rock, and modern pop music, you had quickly told your enabler about your new passion

~ Yoongi loved when you took on a hobby that he actually knew something about

~ It gave him an excuse to be even closer to you

~ To give you tips and tricks, to guide you, even teach you!

~ It gave him reason to be near you even more than usual

~ So you’ve got to understand that he was thrilled when you started sending him TikToks of face-cropped out people playing the guitar

~ Aside: you know, like the types of TikToks that are lowkey thirst traps; made in lowlight, the player zooming in precisely to their lower torso where the guitar is, as they slowly thrust their hips to the music? yeah, when you send him those, he gets giddy at the fact that you may find guitar players *cough*like him*cough* attractive

~ But he did end up offering to teach you how to play! Congrats, you got free private lessons :D

~ He convinces you to get a cheaper acoustic guitar to start with before jumping into the electric guitar—even though you had pouted at him at the guitar shop—as he said it was easier to learn the basics on an acoustic rather than an electric

~ Every free evening that you had, he would come to your apartment, guitar case strap over his shoulder with a cute baseball hat on to keep his promise of teaching you

~ He’d be so gentle with you, never raising his voice even when you made the same mistake ten times in a row

~ He didn’t frown when you forgot the chord that he had taught you from your last session, all he would do is gently move your fingers to the right position from behind you, his chin resting lightly on your shoulder as he did

~ Was that position necessary? No of course not

~ Could he have very well just shown you the chord on his own guitar from in front of you? Sure, he could have

~ But let him have this moment, will you?

~ He likes to pretend that he’d hugging you from behind

~ Let him be a little delusional, please and thank you

~ Day and day again, Yoongi would give you your lessons, and even after he’d leave late at night, you’d strum your fingers over the strings

~ This hobby quickly became the one that you spent the longest time fixating on

~ You weren’t able to put your (quickly callusing) finger on why it had become the hobby you stayed on the longest, but when Yoongi appeared with his gummy smile that evening, looking like a complete sweetheart, you think you were able to finally realize why

~ That night you played for him in one try, for the first time, the song he had been teaching you

~ Your vision was tunneled on your strings as you tried your hardest to make the man in front of you proud

~ You wanted to show him that his work on you had paid off

~ Not just how much time he’d spent on teaching you the guitar, but ALL the time he’d spent on you

~ Keeping up with your hobbies, sitting beside you when you fumbled with UV resin, allowing you to do makeup on him when you went through your makeup artist phase, buying you the expensive foreign yarn that you kept going on and on about

~ You wanted to show him that he didn’t waste his time on him, and maybe by playing this song for him, he’d realise just how much you appreciated him

~ And when you struck the final chord, and looked up at him, you were taken back by the glazed over look of his eyes, his lips shining in the LED lights you had put up when they were trending, affection clear in his expression

~ The two of you sat in the post-performance atmosphere, until you were lifting your guitar out of your lap, laying it down beside you, and shifted a bit closer to him

~ Placing a hand on the collar of the sweater you had made for him (it had quickly become one of his favourite things to wear), you waited to see if he’d pull away, but when he didn’t, you finally connected your lips to his

~ You may hop from one hobby to another, but if only one thing were to stay constant in your life, you hoped it would be him

Jung Hoseok

~ He would make you mixtapes/playlists

~ You met him through your university friend

~ One of them was a theatre major, and so had a few classes with the talented dance major that always performed at the school talent nights

~ When you’d gone to see your friend’s short story performance, you had been encapsulated in the ambience of the man who performed right before your friend went up

~ His movements were smooth, his expressions were haunting, the music paired with the way he seemed to blend in with the flashing lights and tempo, yet the way he still remained the focal point of the whole dance was captivating

~ And the best part is when he finished, chest heaving as he stood with his chin pointed up, head slightly tilted to the side, his expression was harsh just as the music had once been, harsh—that is—until the audience erupted into cheers and he broke into a huge smile

~ Shiny white teeth reflecting the stage lights back at the crowd, and as the MC came back on stage to thank the man (J-Hope, you learned from the lady) and just before he turned to walk off stage, he met your eyes, his eyes shining as he threw a wink your way

~ You felt so on the spot as the person sitting beside you turned to you, as he had noticed the display from J-Hope

~ You fiddled with the bouquet sitting in your lap

~ “Is that your boyfriend?” he asked, leaning over to you so you could hear him over your friend’s performance

~ “No,” you had replied, still embarrassed by the talented man’s wink, and the questioning by the uni student you’d never met before

~ “Well,” the guy leaned back into his seat, “maybe you should change that.”

~ Ah, the man thought you were in a situationship with him, or at the very least that the performer had interest in you

~ How are you supposed to explain to him that a lot of performers do similar things??? It’s not something unique just to you

~ You decided to just forget about the whole thing, trying to enjoy the performance so you could actually give your friend a compliment when you handed them the flowers you brought after the show

~ You tried your best, but other than getting a vague grasp of the plot, you couldn’t really remember any details, your brain still replaying the image of J-Hope winking at you

~ You clapped as hard as you could when your friend’s performance ended, watching them bow with their fellow actors and actresses

~ They caught your eye, happy to see you in the front row of the theatre, the first few rows reserved for the family and friends of the performers, they sent a happy wave to you before walking off stage

~ After another hour and a half, and the last few performances finished, you were able to go backstage to see your friend

~ You greeted them with a hug and then presented them with the bouquet of roses

~ “Aw, Y/n, you didn’t have to do this!” they said, as they gave you another hug

~ “You deserved it! You did so well today!” you smiled at them

~ “Aw, baby,” they said affectionately, “I love you so much!”

~ “Yeah yeah,” you waved them off from trying to pull you into yet another hug

~ They just linked their arms with you, pulling you through the crowd of performers you had been watching for the past few hours

~ They brought you to their friends, some of which you had already met through the friend who continued to press themselves against your side, your flowers clutched to their other side

~ “Y/n, I want you to finally meet my entire team! Everyone, this is Y/n!”

~ A chorus of hellos surrounded you, to which you politely replied

~ You made small talk with the people around you, that is until you heard someone clear their throat behind you

~ You and your friend turned as one (they did have quite the tight grip on you), and though you expected one of your friend’s friends, you weren’t prepared to see J-Hope standing behind you, a small grin on his face

~ You nearly took a step back, but your friend’s grip on you kept you in place

~ “Oh my god, hi J! I saw your performance out there! All the practice paid off, huh?” your friend asked the man who had not broken eye contact with you even once since you turned around

~ “Yeah, more than paid off, I’d say,” he said confidently

~ He tilted his head at you, “and who may this be? You dating or what? I see them a lot in your stories.”

~ Your friend’s face immediately turned red, as they turned to press their face into your shoulder in embarrassment, “No~” they dragged out the word, “We’re—We’re just friends, we umm—”

~ “That’s great,” J-Hope interrupted, uninterested in what your friend had to say further. “Does that mean I can finally follow this beauty on Instagram?”

~ Your friend was silent, their hold tight on you

~ The silence dragged on, until it finally set in that the handsome man in front of you was asking you out

~ “Oh! Uh, yeah, yeah you can,” your friend said reluctantly, when you didn't tell J-Hope off

~ You felt your friend’s grip on you disappear, as they slinked back to their friend group

~ “Amazing.” J-Hope smiled at you. He pulled out his phone and immediately opened up instagram, searching your username (no he didn’t ask you for it, yes he already had it memorized). He sent you a follow request (your instragram was private), and slipped his phone into his pocket

~ “Look forward to getting to know you better, Y/n.” He stuck out his hand for you to shake and you obliged

~ He turned to walk away from you, before calling over his shoulder, “Next time, make sure the bouquet is for me, alright? I like tulips”

~ He threw another wink at you, leaving you frozen to your spot, all alone

~ When you finally came to, you immediately pulled out your phone to apologize to your friend, and that you’d meet up with them at the restaurant you’d planned to go to together for their victory (so to speak) dinner

~ They just texted you to reschedule it for another time

~ You then opened up Instagram, accepting J-Hope’s (who you learned’s real name is Jung Hoseok, J-Hope being his stage name) request

~ As you scrolled through the profile, you got a dm: “Well, you accepted that fast 😚”

~ Another message flew in before you could even think to reply, “I hope that means I made a good impression 🤔”

~ You immediately felt embarrassed all over again, had you been too fast? Should you have waited for the morning to accept the request? Were you coming off as too eager? Did you seem desperate?!

~ Just as your finger began to move to block the man and all the troubles he had already begun to deploy on your psyche, another bubble popped up: “Just so you know… you made quite an impression on me too ☺️”

~ You sucked in a breath, and just hearted his message, and put away your phone

~ He seemed to have quite the love for dramatics

~ Over the next few days he continued to message you, with you only able to give him short replies and hearted messages—to be fair to you, it was hard to deal with a man with over 3500+ followers flirting with you day in and day out

~ You aren’t really able to get comfortable enough to really talk to him until he randomly, one day, sends you a link to a song

~ “Hey, this reminded me of you.”

~ It was not a song you were expecting, it was an instrumental piece, no words for you to know why exactly this song reminded him of you… but you liked it.

~ It seemed like a hopeful song, a little bit whimsical, a little hesitant, but overall positive.

~ You messaged him a full sentence for the first time that evening: “Thanks, I really liked it. I added it to my playlist <3”

~ Hoseok spent that whole night rereading your message, looking over the small heart emoji you sent

~ He considered this a step in the right direction, sending a screenshot of your message to his friends just for the group chat to erupt in messages to hype him up

~ Since that day, he routinely sent you songs in between his other messages, almost maneuvering you into feeling more comfortable speaking with him

~ The songs rarely seemed to match the ones he’d previously sent, the genres were always different, the mood always fluctuating, and it just made one very odd, hard to follow playlist

~ Yet, it still made your heart beat out of your chest when you played it

~ And it worked, as your playlist grew with the songs that he sent you, so did your feelings for the flirty, straightforward man

~ After many times of asking to meet you in person, you finally agreed to meet Hoseok for a date

~ You put on your best outfit and went to the flower shop at the corner by your apartment, before beginning your walk to the restaurant the two of you had agreed to meet at 

~ (the same one you were supposed to go to with your ex-friend on the day you first met Hoseok—and, yes, ex-friend; you have no idea why they didn’t seem to want anything to do with you anymore…)

~ You rounded the corner to see him waiting by the entry of the restaurant, dark sunglasses covering his eyes, a dark button up with dress pants and shoes paired nicely with it, his mouth set in a slight frown

~ You walked up to him, and almost as though he could sense your presence, he turned right to you his frown instantly becoming a large smile, teeth and all

~ “Y/n,” he said softly, sounding almost relieved. He took a step towards you, before pulling you into a light hug, as though he was trying his hardest not to scare you away

~ He held on for a second, before taking a step back, scanning your face with a smile

~ You held out the flowers in front of you

~ “Tulips,” he said, accepting the bouquet from you. “You remembered.”

~ He brought them to his face, taking a small whiff, before pulling you in for another hug

~ “Thank you”

~ Maybe you should have been more put off by his touchy-ness considering this was only the second time you’d met him in person, but over the last few weeks of texting him, you didn’t feel uncomfortable at all

~ Not uncomfortable, but the butterflies in your stomach were very much making themselves known

~ “No worries,” you said

~ “Here, this is for you.” He held out a CD case decorated with colourful stickers of rainbow flowers, cartoon characters, and random cute objects

~ He had spelled out “to: Y/n” in sticker letters in one corner of the clear case, “from: Hoseok” in another

~ When you opened the case, you saw that he had written in red sharpie over the CD: “Hopefully: the first of many ♡ Our first official mixtape”

~ You traced over the stickers and letters on both the CD and the CD case, taken aback by the gift

~ “I burned the disc myself. I know it’s a bit of an outdated practice, but I hope you think it feels true to us.”

~ You just smiled up at him, “I love it, thank you, Hoseok.”

~ You pulled him in for a hug, the first ever hug you’ve given him

~ He felt shivers run down his back

~ After the incredible dinner, you went home and immediately put the CD on (after having dug through your closet for the old CD player, and making a huge mess of your room)

~ The songs were a mix of your favourites that he had sent you, and the other half were songs that you had recommended back to him

~ And as the songs filled the air, you sent him a picture of the CD player on your messy bed with all the clothes thrown on it

~ “The CD is wonderful,” you added along with the picture. “You’re wonderful. I’d love for there to be many more after this one <3”

~ Hoseok sent the screenshot to his group chat, and Taehyung was the loudest amongst all the cheers

~ “You owe me big time for telling Y/n that they should date you that day! 😤”

Kim Namjoon

~ He writes you poetry

~ He is a book worm through and through, so he tends to send you excerpts from his favourite books

~ Whether it be poetry, prose, or anything else

~ A dialogue from a movie

~ A sentence from a youtube video

~ A screenshot from instagram

~ No matter what medium, if it’s a piece of writing that reminded him of you, he sends it to you

~ It started off with poetry that was innocent enough, poetry about humans, the universe, the stars, our place in the middle of this gigantic mess that was left behind from the big bang

~ At the beginning, the writings are very philosophical

~ That is, until it isn’t

~ Slowly but surely, the poems change from ones that relate more to the state of the world, the route in which the world is going, poems about human nature to then being about the relations amongst humans, the intimate nature of growing with someone, being with someone

~ At first they seem to insinuate only of two like-minded souls coming together in a shared existence, but not necessarily one that was romantic

~ But then the poetry does turn into something more romantic

~ Talks of twin flames

~ Snippets of greek mythology that spoke of how humans were made in pairs until Zeus split them to be in twos—separated forever—waiting and looking for their other half—their soulmate

~ These poems are at first more abstract, two people without names, without “me” and “you” appearing in the words, until they just one day are

~ One day the poems change from the concept of love, to very direct professions of love

~ Poems that start with the word “I” and end with the word “you” with the various synonyms and phrases that denote “love” sprinkled in between them

~ You would never know that some of these quotes, writings that he shares, are pieces he’s written directly for you

~ From the beginning, the occasional message was not one he happened to stumble upon on the web, or a quote he found particularly intriguing in his current book

~ No

~ Sometimes, they were from him

~ His feelings for you, written in his google doc, the document filled only with his feelings about you, the words he wrote while thoughts and images of you circled around his head like a lovestruck character from an old cartoon

~ Sure, in the beginning, the poems were more frequently from other sources than himself, but as he slowly shifted his topics for poetry, as he got bolder with his underlying declarations of love—his own poetry document became his main source of vocables to send to you

~ You should be scared with this gradual change to this feeling of love that you’re getting from someone you consider a friend, but with the gradual change in the screenshots of scenes from movies displaying subtitles of love, to pictures of underlined quotes in the book he’s reading, to the posts with delicate poetry forwarded to you, pictures of a laptop screen that you were beginning to become all too familiar with; in that same gradual way, your feelings for him changed too

~ From something more platonic, more abstract, more open-ended

~ To something much more romantic, defined, and unchanging

~ With the small declarations of love he’s dusted into your inbox over the last few seasons

~ He’s slowly, but deliberately made his way into your heart

~ Maybe it’s time you wrote him something too

Park Jimin

~ He always helped you out during the harsh winters

~ Well he helped you out during most of the year really, he’d mow your lawn, he’d ask you if you’d rather he take your dog out for a walk with his, so you could relax in the morning

~ In the spring he’d tell you about the best native wildflowers you could sow in your garden

~ He’d help you deal with any blown over garbage that had stayed hidden under the snow that had only made itself known when the snow had finally melted

~ He’d walk up your porch just to give you some of the cookies that he had made just moments ago

~ Telling you, when you opened the door, how he needed a taste tester to truly know whether the cookies were made just right

~ “I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of my coworkers tomorrow at the potluck,” he’d say with a closed eyes smile

~ He also told you how he was pretty late to welcoming you to the neighbourhood as you had moved in early spring and it had already become hot outside

~ Just accept the cookies, dear, he spent the last two days on them

~ So it was less that he was helping you out during the winter times (that had yet to come), but more so that he was such a kind and helpful neighbour that he had eventually grown so close to you through these various small favours, that he had practically become a part of your home life

~ During the summer, he’d mow your lawn for you when he’d do his, only accepting a cup of lemonade from you, and nothing more in return

~ When you’d be tending to your flower garden in front of your house, he’d give you tips over the fence, telling you how he tended to his rose bush and the best pruning methods for the hydrangeas that you had

~ When you’d be in your backyard, picking ripe tomatoes from the vine, guiding your cucumber vines up the wooden frame Jimin had helped you put together, and/or just sunbathing on a lawn lounger, Jimin would peek over the fence and make small talk until you just called him over to make the conversation easier to carry

~ He’d be quick to rush over, bringing his pup to mingle with yours; they both had become pretty close following their shared walks together

~ You watched the dogs chase each other around your backyard as you and Jimin laid down on the loungers and basked in the sun 

~ (with plenty of sunscreen of course, Jimin would never let you get skin cancer—he’s sweet like that, just lay on your stomach and let him rub the cream in, don’t pay much mind to any wandering hands)

~ In fall, he helped you rake all the leaves, not allowing you to do anything more than jumping into the big pile at the end of the hour

~ He would jump in following you, right on top of you, causing you to hold him close to keep from becoming crushed by him entirely

~ Your dogs were barking around the two of you, confused by the two of you disappearing into the center of the leaf pile

~ They continued to circle around the pile, pawing at the leaves they could reach until the two of you burst out of the leaves like freshly assembled viruses lysing out of a cell

~ He helped you put up your Halloween decorations, and helped you sew your costume together

~ Since you lived right beside together, you paired together to make a common theme between the two houses, and handed out candy together on Halloween night

~ When the late fall rain started, and your gutters were clogged with fallen leaves, he leant you his ladder and guided you on how to clear out the drainage, making sure you didn’t waste your money on hiring a roofer to clear them out when he could just help you do it himself

~ Plus you made him dinner in return! A win-win in his books, if you ask him

~ When winter struck, and the snow finally began to fall, he didn’t let you use your brand new shovel even once on your own, always out in the driveway before you are even able to put on your gloves

~ “I already finished mine! I’ll help out with yours if you’ll make me a cup of hot chocolate in return?”

~ Obviously you agree, a helping hand from your handsome, handy neighbour which saves you time and energy? Yes, please

~ When the snow got too heavy for you to drive to the grocery store safely, Jimin would knock on your door, take notes off your grocery list, and go on the behalf of both of you

~ He’d call you from the grocery store no less than three times to make sure he chose the right type of milk that you had wanted, because god forbid you got the wrong brand of oat milk because of him! 

~ How else would you be able to see how he’d be such a dependable husband?!

~ When he finally would text you in the parking lot of the grocery store that he’s on his way back

~ He’d be giddy to see you standing in your driveway, bundled up in a long jacket, a large scarf, and red and white striped mittens, waiting with a cold nose to help him bring in the groceries

~ Every Saturday, after the grocery store trip, you’d make him dinner to repay him for his help, because even though you always paid him back for the things he bought you, you always felt that he deserved something more

~ You’d always end up in your living room, watching a random rom com together after finishing your dinner

~ The one night that led to the two of you finally acknowledging the feelings you had gained for him had been a stormy night

~ A blizzard had swept over the city, laying a meter of snow over the whole area

~ You were practically buried in

~ You were faring pretty well, until in the middle of the night, your house lost power

~ You hoped it would come back soon, but when it didn’t come back in an hour, you ended up calling Jimin

~ It took three tries for him to actually pick up the phone. “Hello? I’m sorry, did I wake you?”

~ “Hmm? Y/n? No, no, I’m awake,” he yawned, obviously just woken up. “What’s wrong?”

~ “Jimin, I have no power… It’s been over an hour… I’m getting a bit scared.”

~ “...Give me a second, I’ll be right over.”

~ He waited for you to open the door to your house, looking around the neighbourhood. He noticed that all the lights were out, even the streetlights.

~ When you finally opened up the door, all wrapped up in a blanket, eyes a bit teary, he had to stop himself from scooping you up in his arms and comforting you

~ Instead he just told you to bundle up and bring anything you need, plus your dog over to his house

~ He waited in the foyer as you put on your jacket and picked up some things that you needed, your dog laying obediently beside his booted feet

~ Your house had seriously cooled down in the two hours since you’d lost power, it seriously was cold outside

~ You looked like a marshmallow in your puffed up jacket, and he had to bite back his smile (not that you’d see it in the dark anyways)

~ He brought you over to his house, that miraculously had power

~ “I have a generator,” he explained. “You’ll be warm and safe here.”

~ You had to stop yourself from sobbing in thanks, instead just nodding your head

~ He brought you and your dog up to his guest bedroom, giving you some extra blankets just in case

~ “Call me if you need anything, okay?” he said

~ You nodded from the center of the bed, all wrapped up in blankets with both your and his dogs lying on top of the blankets with you

~ “Thank you, Jimin, for everything.” You could feel yourself choking up. “I don’t know what I would’ve done all year without you. I would be okay in the cold, but my pup—”

~ You broke down in sobs, Jimin immediately rushing back to you from the doorway to pull you into his chest on the bed

~ “Hey, hey, don’t cry. I’m here. I’m here. You, our dogs, me, we’re all safe. Don’t you cry, please, don’t cry.”

~ He rocked you in his arms until you calmed down, almost instantly melting in his arms

~ “Can you stay with me here tonight?” you asked, scared to look at him as you asked

~ “Of course” 

~ He pulled you to lay back down in the bed, pushing the blankets up to lay beside you. You immediately pushed yourself back into his chest

~ “Seriously, thank you, Jimin,” you whispered into the dark, warm room

~ “Don’t thank me, I wouldn't have done it any other way”

Kim Taehyung

~ He was always the one to notice when you fell into a slump (and pull you out of it)

~ When you’ve been having a bad time, stuck studying or doing overtime at work, never able to fully just go back home without immediately opening up your laptop and tip-tapping away, he always manages to realize you’ve fallen into the “productivity” hole and comes knocking at your door with dinner in hand and a bottle to calm your nerves

~ If you weren’t responding properly for one day, he’d let it be, it may not be one of your productivity ruts, but if it had been nearing 48 hours since you replied to him, or messaged in the group chat with your guys’ friend group, or if he called you and you didn’t pick up, that’s when he would begin to assume that you were in your rut again.

~ While the rest of your friends didn't really ever notice that you were absent, at least not enough to draw concern, Tae would notice a little too quickly

~ Tae would realize before you did yourself

~ “Your do-not-disturb is on again, isn’t it?” was his ‘greeting’ when you opened the door for him

~ This was not an unexpected appearance, he had once again realized your state of mind

~ For what was the second time this month, probably the twentieth time this year, Tae had come to help you relax

~ The only friend you could truly rely on to help you

~ “...yeah, I’m sorry.” You closed the door behind him, watching him slip out of his shoes and into the slippers you kept around for him

~ He immediately walked into your kitchen, setting the bottle and food on your countertop, before heading straight to your home office

~ He shut down your laptop, closed the curtains, and blew out the eucalyptus “calming” candle that you only really burned in moments like these

~ “Tae… I should finish my report.”

~ He closed the door, before pulling you back into living room with him

~ “You can do that tomorrow, now just sit and relax.”

~ He sat you down on the couch, taking your tv remote and putting on the latest episode of the show the two of you had been watching together

~ He throws a blanket at you and then brings you guys the food he brought

~ When the food is all done, and a bit too much alcohol consumed, you let you head rest on his shoulder, his arm instantly coming around to hold you

~ “Taehyung, why do you always come here?” you asked

~ “I thought you could use some distractions from your work.” His hand smoothing over your deltoid soothingly

~ You wish he had said something different, something more selfish

~ “Is that all?” You shift against him to look at his expression, his eyes finally meeting yours

~ Was this the moment that the both of you finally vocalized the clear love you had for each other?

~ Tae sure hoped it was

~ “Do you want there to be another reason?”

~ You didn’t have a good answer for him, stuck between wanting to tell him how deeply you had grown to care for him and the worries that you had become a burden to him

~ A burden who always needed to be taken care of

~ You worried that you had become something that he resented, or would grow to resent

~ Tae brought you closer to him, his arm shifting from your upper arm, to instead curl around your waist, pulling you up to be level with him

~ “Y/n,” he purred. “Do you want me to have ulterior motives?”

~ Your mind was filled with worry that though he may care for you now, would he still care for you when you would go MIA again?

~ You exes hadn’t, they had all eventually grown tired of having to deal with your troubles with productivity

~ But Tae was different

~ It had already been months of your constant cycles of falling into “productive” spurts and pushing everyone away, and then realizing that you had and apologizing to everyone you’d ignored

~ And while your friends’ would be a bit irritated, Tae would always just be glad that he’d been able to bring you back to life (so to speak)

~ He never made you feel bad about the way you were, instead just be happy to have you back

~ Maybe, he’d be different

~ No, he was different

~ “Would it be bad, if I said yes? Would you come to regret having to deal with me?” You brought a hand up to cup his cheek, your thumb coming up to pass just below the beauty mark under his eye

~ He only leaned his head into your touch, pulling you even closer to him

~ “I could never regret anything that had to do with you.” He brought you into his lap, pressing his face into your shoulder, a small kiss pressed to the side of your neck

~ “Just let me take care of you.” He mumbled into your neck. “And take care of me too.”

~ It was time that you returned the solicitude

Jeon Jungkook

~ He helps you learn how to workout at the gym

~ When you had started to go to the gym in your apartment building, you were very lost, overwhelmed at all the choices for machines, weights, and workout plans

~ Since this was only a gym in the basement of the building that you lived in, there weren’t any personal trainers who could help you come out with a work out plan

~ On top of that, it seemed like only a handful of people came down here anyway, as more often than not, the gym would be empty

~ The only proof that someone else did some down here being the shifted weights and the changed settings on the cardio machines

~ The emptiness was nice to someone who was just starting out their workout journey like you

~ But it was both a blessing and a curse

~ A blessing because nobody would see you fumble about with the machines, unsure of how to use them or how to get in the right position to actually work out the muscles that they were supposed to

~ A curse because you were often lost and had no one you could ask for help

~ You didn’t dare to do any heavy lifting, because you knew how important having a spot was when you did, and you didn’t want to end up getting crushed under your bar as you tried to bench press

~ So you stuck to light weights, and more cardio than anything else

~ You usually worked out in the mornings, but one day, you had woken up late and considering you had to go to work, you decided it’d be better to go work out after

~ So after a long day, you pushed yourself to go down to the gym downstairs, telling yourself the workout could be half an hour, but you were gonna workout no matter your aching body

~ You were surprised to find someone actually working out there

~ A man with a sleeve full of tattoos on full display due to his oversized, short-sleeved white tee

~ A pair of gray sweats with the bottoms slightly pulled up his calves a bit, as though he’d pulled them up to prevent the loose fabric from getting in the way

~ He was doing some pullups on a bar, facing away from you, but he looked over his shoulder when he heard you enter, his arm muscles rippling beside his face as he did

~ “Oh, I’m sorry for interrupting.”

~ He just grunted in response, dropping down from the bar, and wiping his neck with a towel that he had set aside, his lip ring glinting in the gym lights

~ “Don’t apologize, you’re not interrupting anything,” he took a drink from his water bottle before moving to lay down on the bench press, it seemed he had already set up his weights, and all you could do was watch in awe as he pressed what was equivalent to your weight like it was nothing

~ He noticed you watching him from his laid position

~ “What? Not gonna workout?”

~ His words jumped you into action, instantly walking away from him to the stair climber that you usually began your workouts with

~ Thankfully, you were facing away from the man, so you couldn’t be anymore distracted by the lean man behind you

~ But the grunts—my god—how were you supposed to focus on your workout when even through your music, you could hear his groans as he lifted and lowered the weights to his chest

~ This was so different from working out by yourself!

~ You just turned up your music and tried to get through your 5 minutes of climbing

~ When you finished and moved to the leg press (it was leg day after all), you put on some weights (a safe amount that you were sure wouldn’t hurt you) and settled into position, your legs lifted up in position

~ You released the plate, and began the workout just as the man sat up for a break

~ You could feel him watching you, as you did your reps, his eyes scanning your body from top to bottom

~ You saw him stand up, coming up to stand beside you

~ “You’re going to hurt yourself doing that.”

~ “Huh?” you said, with a breath, sweat dripping down your temple

~ “You’re gonna break your knees locking them like that”

~ He helped you lock the plate again, before explaining further

~ “You’re locking your knees with every push. When you do leg presses, you’re not meant to extend your legs fully, you’re only gonna cause damage to your knees.” He motioned you to get up from your seat, before taking your place. “See how I do it. I bring my knees down almost entirely to my chest, right?”

~ You nodded, watching his demonstration.

~ “Then when I extend my legs, I only go this far, my legs don’t go completely straight like yours. Do you see the difference?” His brown eyes on you, as he pointed down at his legs. “Okay, now you try.”

~ You settled back in position, as he stood beside you, arms crossed over his chest

~ You followed his advice, doing one rep to show him, as he nodded in approval, “better”

~ “While we’re at it, here,” he brought his hand down to your lower abdomen, pushing your back against the machine, “when you push, you should avoid moving your hips forward, otherwise it won’t hit your quads, hamstrings, and glutes. You should feel it here,” he traced over your thighs with his index finger very lightly

~ “Try again but using your legs only, not your back”

~ You did another rep, instantly feeling the burn in your upper legs a lot more than before, “fuck!”

~ He laughed, “yeah, you feel it now, huh?”

~ “Yeah,” you struggled to say, locking the plate again. Letting your head fall back to the seat. “I’m gonna have to lower the weights now, I think. It’s a lot harder like this. Thanks for the advice though”

~ “No problem, you’ll grow your thighs in no time now.” He went back to the back presse, letting you go back to your workout. “Just would hate to see you hurt yourself, sweets”

~ You smiled at him, as he laid back down

~ When you left the gym, an half an hour later than you planned to

~ He called out to you, “if you ever need any other advice, I always come down here at 7pm and I’m usually here ‘til 9. Don’t hesitate, alright? I could use a workout partner, and if you ever need a spot, I’m here”

~ You took him up on his offer the following week, as you went down at 7pm sharp to see him setting up for his session

~ He smiled up at you from his position near the floor, setting up some weights, “Thought I’d never see you again, sweets.” He straightened up from the floor. “Thought I’d scared you away”

~ “No, no, I was just busy with work. Finally got some time today, couldn’t turn down a workout partner” you didn’t dare to tell him that you were just unsure whether it would be appropriate to actually start working out with him

~ He hummed in response, “let’s get started then, shall we?”

~ Over the next few months, he taught you how to use the machines more effectively and safely

~ He set up a better weekly routine that would work with you, which mirrored his, but with lower weights

~ He also grinned proudly when nearly a year later, you were showing him your progress pictures and flexing your arms in front of him, flexing your arms just like he’d shown you

~ You’d become quite close as you spent roughly two hours together every evening

~ “Goodness, Kookie, I would never get so ripped if it weren’t for you”

~ He pushed you away from him with a laugh, a blush on his face (he was a lot shyer than he originally seemed with his instructor persona)

~ “You still got a lot further to go, if you want to get anywhere near me” he teased you, referencing the one time you’d joked that you planned to become more muscular than him

~ “Oh stopppp!” you pushed him right back, your hands lingering on him even when you didn’t mean to

~ You had grown massive feelings for the tattooed man that was your workout partner

~ and you were sure that he did too, considering how many times you caught his eyes lingering on you when you worked out, his eyes darting away every time you caught him, blushing as he went back to his reps

~ And the fact that he would still readjust your position even though you very well by now knew the correct way

~ Or how he’d make you lay your hand over a muscle that he were focusing on during his workout, just so you’d feel the muscle move underneath your palm

~ Like, seriously, you don’t think he needed you to press your hand against his bare abs while he did his twenty different types of crunches for a full hour

~ Oh also, did I mention that he took to working out without a shirt a lot more after he began working out with you? Yeah, exactly, that man was definitely trying to get you to fall for him

~ Well, to be fair, you had started to pick out nicer work out clothes too… so take that as you will

~ And you couldn’t forget the one time, he’d jokingly (so he claimed) asked you if you’d like a different form of cardio to warm up before your workouts when you’d told him of what Henry Cavill does for cardio

~ You had laughed to hide the way your eyes were probably screaming yes

~ After another few months of him holding your waist as you did weighted squats, guiding you from behind, and him asking you to sit on his back while he did push ups and planks, and a hundred different ways you both found excuses to keep your hands and body on one another, you decided enough was enough

~ You took the elevator down at 6:30pm to his floor, and for the first time stood in front of his apartment door (he’d told you his floor and apartment number around the time you first met)

~ You rang the bell, hearing a soft “coming” from behind the door until he stood in front of you, shirtless and with his tattoos and piercings on full display

~ Goodness, his lip ring, looked incredible, you couldn’t wait to tug it in between your teeth

~ “Y/n?” he questioned, clearly confused to see you in your workout clothes and in front of his door so early

~ “Hey, Kookie,” you traced your nails down his chest, before stopping at his abs, “I was thinking that, maybe, we could try out Henry Cavill’s cardio warm-up, if you want of course…”

~ His eyes flashed with shock, before his mouth slowly grew into a smile, his hand coming around to pull you into his apartment by the small of your back

~ “Fuck, sweets, I thought you’d never ask”

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» Legend › Smut [🔞] | Fluff [☀] | Angst [☁] | Completed [✓] | Writing [✍] | Incomplete [🛑] | On Hiatus [❌] » Note › All Stories are Female Reader Insert Unless Stated Otherwise. » Created › 09.05.2023  » M. List(s) › Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Seokjin | Hoseok | Yoongi | Jungkook | AO3

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♕ | KINKTOBER 2022-2023 [✍] M: OT7 | AU: DIFFERENT AU'S | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ A ton of different short stories based on a bunch of kinks and alternative universes I wanted to write about. ❞

♕ | OUTWORLD (1/10) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & YOONGI | AU: ABO | Rating(s): 🔞☁☀ ╰› Synopsis » You discover a myth of a wolf with snow-white fur and blood-red eyes. You and Jungkook find yourselves in the middle of a battle between the young wolf and the hunters who seem to want him for personal gain. It becomes a fight to keep him safe as well as your home but when the wolf imprints on you, things take a turn. Dark Magic, Curses and Poison causes damage, chaos, and grief.

♕ | BANGTAN DRABBLES (21/21) [✓] M: OT7 | AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ Just a book of BTS imagines that I wrote a long time ago. Warning! Some stories may be a trigger for some and I'll try my best to put a warning on those but, for the most part, these stories are smut, fluff and a little bit of angst.❞

♕ | A SWEET TASTE A FINER DELICACY (21/25) [❌] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: SLICE OF LIFE/MASSEUR/SUGAR DADDY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » It was a place Jungkook wouldn't dare be caught in. Being the Vice President of GC Records, his father warned him about every scandal that could arise but this... This wasn't one of them. Jungkook's curiosity gets the better of him as he doesn't know why he's standing in this building waiting to be seen. Maybe it was the murmurs of one of his employees or maybe it was the stress and tension that needed to be released. All he knows is that his interest was peaked.

♕ | YOU WERE MINE (9/15) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK, JIN, & HOSEOK | AU: YANDERE/TATTOO ARTIST | Rating(s): 🔞☁ ╰› Synopsis » You've avoided Jin since your messy breakup. Enters Jungkook, someone you'd grown to love and care for. But, with the shift in feelings-- you make it a point to avoid everyone associated with the two brothers. Well, at least tries to but with how Jungkook felt that was a little easier said than done. Jungkook has a soft spot for you, everyone knew it. Jin knew it and he hated it but, what happens when that soft spot turns into something else?

♕ | BLUE & GREY [❌] | ON HIATUS M: JUNGKOOK, JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: MAFIA | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | BIRTHDAY TREATS [✓] M: JUNGKOOK NAMJOON, & JIMIN | AU: HYBRID/POLY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » It’s your birthday and they wanted to do something really special for you.

♕ | 07 WAYS TO KISS YOUR HYBRID [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | RED MOON [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: DEMON/INCUBUS/SUCCUBUS | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Drawn to the soul's desperation, Jungkook finds himself confused with how and why his best friend and his friend’s girlfriend is standing naked right in front of him, smirking at him like he's a piece of meat. He likes it, maybe too much but he doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into either. Either way, it’s a dream come true.

♕ | LOVE ME HARDER  [✓] M: YOONGI, TAEHYUNG, JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/STEP-FAMILY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You knew it was going to happen eventually. Your mother finding someone new to call her own but what you didn’t expect was to fall into bed with said man and his sons. You knew it was wrong, knew you shouldn’t have done it but... You can’t help but love the attention your new family is giving you (even if it’s at the cost of your mother’s happiness).

♕ | WILDEST DREAM(S) [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | YOU IN ME [✓] | Written w/ @/jkeuphoriadreamland M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: Best Friend Brother | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ☁ ╰› Synopsis » Falling on hard times, Jimin moves in with his brother. He’s been a pain in the ass since you could remember, but when he decides to make things right, you’re suddenly unsure if you were willing to accept his apology.

♕ | RATED R [✓] M: JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: POLY/PUBLIC | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Sex in public places wasn’t really the norm for you like it was for them. So, when they told you they wanted to fool around in the movie theatre, you were skeptical at first but you slowly gave in.

Jeon Jungkook (8 Stories Total)

♕ | LOVE LIES (2/2) [✓] | | CHAPTER FIC AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook more or less has been the person who brought you your food every time you ordered. Being a regular customer with the Grubbin’ app, whenever your name pops up he makes sure he’s the first to get it. What you don’t know is he’s been trying to work up the courage to ask you on a date. Will you accept?

♕ | PARTY FAVORS [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You’ve been shopping all day for his little get-together but, he can’t stop playing Overwatch long enough to help you set up.So, you take it upon yourself to show him what happens when he disobeys.

♕ | WET [✓] AU: SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Your cousin, Jimin, pool party was in full effect and you looked to see that Jungkook wasn’t in his swimwear, so what do you do? Push him in the pool. And he’s pissed. It doesn’t help that he’d been craving you all day, seeing as you’ve been walking around in nothing but, a bikini but this was the final straw.

♕ | BITTERSWEET JEALOUSY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Still after all this time, Jungkook can’t control his jealousy when he sees you with other people. You’ll just have to teach your baby boy a lesson.

♕ | I’LL MISS YOU, KITTEN (2/2) [✓] AU: IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis» Your girl group and BTS are in the midst of touring. You and Jungkook have been sneaking around along with a couple of yours and his members too. He just wants to show you how much he misses you.

♕ | DO YOU TRUST ME? [✓] AU: ARRANGED MARRIAGE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » there’s something wrong, you can tell when he comes home just a little too distant and when you find him breaking down in your bedroom, you want nothing more but to comfort him in the best way you know how, though he wants your love in another way.

♕ | I BELIEVE YOU [✓] AU: NON-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook tells you all the time that you’re beautiful, it’s up to you if you believe him or not. -or- Your boyfriend Jungkook knows how insecure you are and tries to make you feel better.

♕ | LEVIATHAN [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook reddened eyes watched you dance by yourself, his body yearning for yours– his throat thirsty for your blood.

Park Jimin (10 Stories Total)

♕ | THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT PARK JIMIN [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: HYBRID/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ | fennec fox!jm ╰› Synopsis » There’s something special about being able to just appreciate life and everything that it gives you. who is Jimin to complain, honestly? he has his kits, his soon-to-be wife and even now everything seems as if it’s too good to be true.

♕ | IN DUE TIME [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: STEP-BROTHER | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Who would've thought your step-brother would have fallen for you. And you with him. keeping secrets is hard but, it's more than worth it when you're desperate to be with the one you love.

♕ | KISS IT BETTER BABY [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUGARBABY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Typical movie night has become a big thing for you and your hybrid boyfriend but, soon touches turn to kisses which soon turns to him laying on his back at your mercy.

♕ | BBYBOYMINIEXO WANTS TO PLAY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/non-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Using Euphoria as his stress reliever, he found you. Now if only he can keep you and make you his.

♕ | HE NEEDS MY LOVE [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin just misses you and what better way to show you then to tease you while you’re at work.

♕ | ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin wants to do something nice for you so, what better way to do that than to cook for you and greet you with your favorite lingerie on.

♕ | LEVIATHAN: A BITE OF YOU [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Park Jimin was livid. Not only had you left the club with his enemy but, you ended up sleeping with him too. You belong to him and now, a punishment is the only thing that seems to get that through your pretty little head.

♕ | BABY BOY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » he’s your baby boy who just wants to be praised and of course, you can’t help but give him what he wants even after he’s been a bad boy.

♕ | OH, PRETTY LITTLE FOX [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUB!BTS/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's been keeping it a little secret, something he's been wanting to try but when you confront him about it he's more than willing to share.

MIN YOONGI

♕ | BABY GIRL [🛑] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Phone sex had become a regular for you two while he was on tour and with that came teasing since he couldn’t get to you but, what happens when he’s finally home?

KIM NAMJOON

♕ | RENDEZVOUS [✓] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's supposed to be fixing the roof to your shower not having sex with a tenant.

© ᴊᴍᴠᴏʀᴇ/ɢᴏᴏɢɪᴇᴋᴏᴏ/ʜᴛᴛᴘ-ᴘᴊᴍ | ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛ(ꜱ) ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ  DO NOT COPY, REPOST, OR TAMPER WITH ANY OF MY WORK. Even if it isn't posted here it is still mine and I do not consent to it being posted on YouTube, WattPad, or any other fanfiction website. Thank you.

#jimin x reader #jungkook x reader #ao3 masterlist #bts masterlist #ao3 #bts fanfic #bts scenarios #namjoon x reader #yoongi x reader #jmvore #googikoo #http-pjm #my full library #masterlist

[kuromiiwonhan]

Bts Fanfic Recommendations PT.1

Readers note: Hi everyone! I decided to make a BTS ff recommendation post finally! After reading so many amazing ff’s  this year, here are the ones that I have put together so far, many more are to come in the future:) A warning I have is that 99.9% of these contain things such as nsfw/smut, dark themes, mature themes, etc. So this post is 18+, I am not your mother so I cannot stop you from what you read, but I am cautioning you before you continue. Also, almost all of these are members x fem!reader. Hope you enjoy and full credit to all of these authors and thank you so much for your amazing hard work!!! Happy reading:)

**ALL RIGHTS GO TO ORIGINAL WRITERS**

A- Angst F-Fluff M- Nsfw/smut/mature *- Favorites

Seokjin:

Be lucky (f) 

Forever (A,F,M) - ex!fiance x reader/ idol au

24/7 marriage counselor(F)

Sunday(M)

Want sum f*ck(M) - Fuckboy!seokjin x reader

Verlangen(M,F) Model!Jin x Model!Reader

Timid (M) Yandere!Jin x reader

Yoongi:

Yoongi Bf drabble(M,F) It’s just a little suggestive lol

Beloved (M) Emperor!Yoongi x reader

Two hours(F) Otter hybrid!Yoongi x reader

Set me free(A,F)

I love you eternally(A,F)

The life of a tyrant(F) Yandere tyrant!Yoongi x dog hybrid! reader

Bangtans Receptionist(M,F) Mafia boss!Yoongi x reader

Kiss me more(S,F,A) CEO!Yoongi x reader

The depth of hell(M,F,A) Human!Yoongi x cat hybrid! reader

Latibule Master-List(F,A) Mafia/detective!Yoongi x reader

Close call(M) Mafia!Yoongi x reader

Put your records on(M,F) Hybrid!Yoongi x reader

Exitus Acta Probat(M) Mafia!Yoongi x reader

Need you so bad(M,F,A) Husband!Yoongi x reader

The landlord(M) 

After hours(M,A?) Boss!Yoongi x reader

The second time(M,F) 

High heels and cunnilingus(M)

Take one(M,F) Pornstar!Yoongi x Fan Fiction Writer!Reader

Liberosis(A,M) Lawyer!Min Yoongi x trophy wife!reader

Inspire me, baby(M) Idol!Yoongi x reader

The king isn't dead(M,F) 

Purgatory(M,F,A) Yandere!Vampire Yoongi x reader

Hoseok:

My sunshine(M) Patient!Jung Hoseok x Psychologist!Reader ******

Suncity(M,F,A) ****

Hot rod (M,F) Greaser!Hoseok x reader

Moral dilemma(M) Yandere!Hoseok x reader

Let's get engaged(F) 

Public enemy(M,A) Mafia!Hoseok x reader

Oh, Angel! (M,F) Idol Jung Hoseok  x Baby Girl Reader

Play with fire(M) Arsonist!Hoseok x Criminal!f.Reader

Keynote(M) 

Keep me warm(M) 

A silent heart still beats(F,A) 

Wedding night(M)

Starting again(F) 

Not today, satan(M) ​​Demon!hoseok x reader

We Shouldn't(M) Bestie!Hoseok x reader

Unnamed(M)

Him and I, and these heavenly drops(F)

An uninvited guest Master-list(M) Mentally deranged!Hoseok x reader

Take care of me(F,M)

Coffee?(M,F) Idol!Hoseok x Stylist!Reader

Unnamed(M) 

Glossy top coat(M) Idol!Hoseok x reader

Lost(F?,M?) Yandere!Hoseok x reader

Raging(M)

Expecting(M) Yandere!Hoseok x reader

Namjoon:

Unnamed(F) Idol!Namjoon x Author!reader

r/n: this has been in my drafts for a while so I hope you all enjoy:)

pt.2 here

#kuromiiwonhan bts rec

[lolahauri]

✎ Introduction ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Mainly writing for characters and/or themes i really want to read about, but have little to no content.

I do take requests. (Fic only. No RPF)

I don't have an anon list but I can start one if anyone wants to be labeled or become a regular anon.

DNI: Map, Zoo, Pro-Para, Pro-Ana, TERF, Zionist, Bigots, Minors, Antis, Discourse Blogs. Block me if you don't agree. ❤️🖤🤍💚

Things I Won't Write:

Sex crimes of any kind, super extreme kinks, violence/abuse used as a kink, anything most would consider "gross/weird" (ex: puke, shit, ddlg, pet play, age play). no exceptions, and no hate to dead dove writers, i'm just personally not willing to write these.

Things I Will Write:

Pretty much everything else i guess? Daddy/Mommy kink, Cheating, CNC/Dubcon, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Yandere, Power Dynamic (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Foot Fetish, Piss Kink, Breeding, Any regular/non-extreme kink (ex: Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, etc...) *if you aren't sure, just ask!*

Fluff, angst, smut, lewd, platonic, hurt/comfort.

HC'S, mood boards, one shots, short multi-chapter fics, imagines/drabbles.

Canon-friendly, Au's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Fictional Other (F/O) Imagines: +18, no names, they/them only.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on! (you can request others from these fandoms, but it will prob take me longer)

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve. Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee. YOU: Joe, Love, Beck, Peach. Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta. Regular Show: Mordecai, CJ, Benson. (Human Ver.) Attack on Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin. BNA: Michiru, Shirou. Stardew Valley: All adult humans. Total Drama: All season 1 contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley. SheRa: All adults (except Rogelio). King Of The Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luanne, Nancy, Dale, John Redcorn, Kahn, Min. American Dad: Francine. Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V, Tony. Riverdale: FP Jones, Jughead, Veronica, Hiram, Betty. Creepypasta: Ben, Jeff, Jane, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Slenderman, Masky, Hoodie, Toby, X Virus, Nina, Clockwork, Splendorman, Kate. Gravity Falls: Stan, Ford, Soos, Giffany Steven Universe: Jasper, Amethyst, Blue Diamond, Peridot, Lapis, Garnet, Rose, Bismuth, Greg. Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona. COD: Konig, Ghost. Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabby, Edie, Mike, Lynette. DC: Batman, Harley, Joker, Ivy, Lex Luthor (Jesse Eisenburg). Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface (general), Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Wraith, Huntress, Trapper, The Trickster, Pearl, Carrie White, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Leatherface, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven. Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Waluigi, Bowser. Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo. Rick and Morty: Rick, Beth, Jerry. Stranger Things: Robin, Billy, Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper. Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast. Princess & The Frog: Shadow Man, Tiana, Lottie, Naveen. Ratatouille: Collette, Linguini. The Nanny: CC, Fran, Maxwell. Full House: Danny, Jesse, Joey. Big Bang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Amy, Penny. Spiderverse: Miguel, Hobie, Jessica Drew. Teen Titans (OG): Beast Boy, Starfire, Raven. Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite. Breaking Bad: Skylar, Jesse, Walter. National Treasure: Benjamin Gates, Riley Poole. Superstore: Jonah, Amy, Dina, Cheyenne. Spongebob: Man Ray, Dennis. Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell. Elemental: Wade, Ember. Mean Girls: Cady, Regina, Gretchen, Karen, Janis. Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy. Jane the Virgin: Jane, Michael, Rogelio, Petra, Xiomara, Rose, Luisa. Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie. Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs) Fujimoto (Ponyo) Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980) Doug Remer (Baseketball) Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park 1993) Rose Tyler (Doctor Who) Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops) Astarion (Baulders Gate 3) Trevor Phillips (GTA5) Shaun Murphy (The Good Doctor) Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia) John Doe (John Doe Game) Paul Blart (Paul Blart Mall Cop) Napoleon Dynamite (self titled) Fezzik (Princess Bride)

#x reader #self ship #shipping #ao3 writer #fandom #minors dni #intro post #pinned post #antis dni

[sugarwithtea]

MILESTONE CELEBRATION!!

➳ SUGARWITHTEA MILESTONE DRABBLE GAME

This blog hit a major milestone a few days ago, all thanks to you guys. I have mostly missed all the previous milestones, but this one is pretty big for me and I was so excited for it. So, we are celebrating!!!!

A big thank you to each and every one of you for being with me and supporting me. Even if it was just a like, a comment, a follow or an amazing reblog, you helped me a lot.

To celebrate with y'all, I'll be opening up my requests for drabbles for the next two weeks ;)

➳ RULES

The requests are meant to be sent by asks.

Any genre is allowed. Please note that to request smut, you need to be off anon.

You can use the following prompt lists if you'd like to -> angst | smut 1, smut 2 | fluff 1, fluff 2

You can also send in pictures or songs as writing prompts.

You can mention the member you'd like me to write for. Or else you can leave it up to me :) Whatever works best for you <3

My requests will stay open till 25th November. (i have the liberty to change the date)

A list of what I won't be writing

➳ yandere

➳ pedophilia

➳ rape / dub-con sex

➳ topics which can hurt any race, gender, sexuality, caste, etc.

➳ abuse of any kind by the main characters

➳ MUTUALS ♡

Here's a list of all my mutuals (in alphabetic order). Thank you so much!! You guys have helped me the most ♡

@apotatomashedbybts @astronaut-jin-moon @bebejungkook @breakiebunny @btsgotjams27 @btsstan12 @caelesjjk @chaoticabstractism @cherrysoulth @chimchimmarie @chryblossomjjk @daechwitatamic @delugguk @gimmethatagustd @haliiimede @hearts4joon @here2bbtstrash @here4btsfics @hobipost @jeonjcngkook @jeonsweetheart @jimilter @jiminzfilter @jinastronaut @jjkeverlast @jjksblackgf @junsai-tree @kithtaehyung @kookslastbutton @lvoekook @matchstick6812 @meirkive @minniesvenus @moonleeai @monvante @namjooningelsewhere @oddinary4bts @pamzn @parkdatjimin @pasteljoonie @pjiminbloomx @pjmparadise @playmetheclassics @prodagustd @ratherbefangirling @rkivian @saweetspoiled @sevenpersona @skyfull0fstories @ssaboala @sunshinerainbowsbts @taehyungssss @taesfile @temptaetions @the-boy-meets-evil @thesleepingmoonfox @yoongukie-ff

I am so sorry if I forgot to tag you but please know I really respect and adore you ♡

#milestone #bts drabble #drabble requests #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #sugarwithtea #smut #fluff #angst #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts x reader #requests #requests open

[the-boy-meets-evil]

happy birthday, jewel! 💕 ↳ a jin (and jeonghan) drabble event

today, one of my absolute favorite people in the world is celebrating a birthday. i'm so thankful for our friendship and what better way to celebrate another turn around the sun for my beloved @ugh-yoongi than a drabble event? (i'm hoping to inflict half as much pain on her as she does on me) so send me a request for jin (or jeonghan because we're multis at heart) here.

some guidelines:

please do not send requests if you're under 18. i know i can't verify this, but you shouldn't be here anyway!

i don't write any dark fic on the more extreme side such as: rape, noncon/dubcon, yandere, sexual assault, abuse, graphic violence, incest, etc. or any kink that's on the more extreme side

any pairing is fine, or you can leave it up to me, but it should include jin.

or, because i'm a multi at heart, you can also send jeonghan requests.

i am going to try to keep this under 1k, but inspiration is a weird thing.

requests are open until oct. 28th, but i will try to start posting them this coming week!

finally, please feel free to also accept jin requests for jewel's birthday. she's such an amazing human and i would love to see other people torture her (affectionately) along with me.

in conclusion, happy birthday to jewel! i love you a lot and i'm so thankful we became friends and we get to do stupid shit together.

drabble masterlist you can't even say it - seokjin x gn!reader, 1.3k words, fluff

#jewel's birthday event #jin x reader #seokjin x reader #jin fanfic #jin imagine #jin x you #bts fanfic #bts imagines #seokjin imagine #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan x you #jeonghan fic #drabble event

[simp4eshal]

masterlist!!

DRABBLES !!°

Death herself was a beauty°! drabble serie

A drabble serie in wich Reader, a pretty and confident poc woman, makes our boys fall head over heals for her.

OT7! PG-16(based on the chapter)

Part 1: The introduction of death

Part 2: The Janitor's closet (Jungkook focus!)

ONESHOTS !!°

“I was in the M O O D when she said park my car down the backstreet”

based on “Ryd” by Steve Lacy

Summary: Seokjin takes you on a late night drive, and he did not expect to end up on the backseat with you.

warning: best friend!Jin x reader, late night drive listening to Steve Lacy, pure fluff and smut, Jin is shy at first and overwhelmed, he is also kinda possesive during sex, car sex, so much passion and lust between these two, boyfriend material!Jin, reader is straightforward asf, she rides him because that’s the lyrics, black!reader, reader speaks french when annoyed at him, chill sex bc they kinda high, so use of drugs (weed only), Seokjin drives a converstible audi and it’s hot

“You never wanted nothing from me, I just fuck you and leave.”

based on “That’s why I love you” by SiR feat Sabrina Claudio

Summary: Kim Namjoon is your secretary, and also your sexfriend. Besides your professional and intimate relationships, you don’t have anything in common with him. But Namjoon finds himself very vulnerable when, for the first time, he asks for more. More of you, and your attention. And your cold demeanor does not stop him from being expressive of his love for you. After all, that’s why he loves you.

warnings: angst, unrequired feelings, toxic relationship, smut, switch!Namjoon x switch!reader, fluff at the end I swear, Namjoon cries, vulnerable Joon, slip of the L word during sex, reader is emotionally constipated but it gets better, not so mutual pinning, reader ghost Namjoon for like a week and he almost go crazy, slighty yandere!Namjoon, toxic asf!reader, black!reader, she only wanna protect his heart but makes him suffer instead, it seems like a lot but there’s an happy ending I swear

“I mean she’s so perfect in her own little world”

Based on “Love is only a feeling” by Joey Bada$$

Summary: Hoseok would do anything to protect you, you and your own little world.

warnings: a lot of fluff, lil angst, mutual pinning, brother’s best friend!Hoseok x lil sister!reader, age gap (4 years), hoseok is so so soft and in love, biggest simp hoseok, oblivious but in love reader, love letters uwu, smut in the form of love making, slightly overprotective hoseok, chill big bro!yoongi, yoongi is the voice of reason and love his lil sis and hobi, black!reader

“I got a thing for you, and I can’t let go”

based on “Age ain’t nothing but a number” by Aaliyah

Summary: Your dad’s coworker, Mister Jeon, shouldn’t be this attractive. He really shouldn’t.

warnings: age fucking gap (15 years y’all, reader’s 23 and Jungkook’s 38), jungkook is scared of her atp, reader is shameless and jungkook’s overwhelmed, koo is so fucking confused I almost feel bad for writing him like this, reader likes dilfs a lot, mutual pinning, smut, pregnancy scare, angst, fluff, Will Smith as reader’s dad because why not

let me know if I forgot something

SERIES !!°

She's a maneater ; A Kim Taehyung sm au

Resume: Kim Taehyung is a shy art major in Paris, Y/N's an outgoing fashion major in Paris too. What happens when, for Jimin's sake, the two of them meet at a party ? She ruins him.

Social media au

read story here !

coming soon

Wanna get drunk and nasty ? ; A Jeon Jungkook sm au

Resume: What happens when Jungkook gets drunk in Rome ?

Social media au

coming soon

#bts story #bts #bts masterlist #masterlist #bts fanfiction #ambw #bts x reader #bts ambw #death herself was a beauty #Spotify #bts smau #bts smut #bts sm au #bts social media au #bts x poc #poc reader #black reader

[rec-review8890]

Jin | Vampire x Human! RECs

(💦) ~ Smut , (🐑) ~ Fluff , (👊) ~ Angst , 

(📝) ~ Series , (🗒) ~ One-Shot/Drabble , 

(💜) ~ Personal Favorite 

Request Guidelines | Fic Rec ML

NONE of these works are mine. Give all your love to the authors and their works. The links will either bring you to the Tumblr page or a Ao3 page of the work. 

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Title: Birthright 💦👊🗒💜

Author: @jimilter​ 

Summary: Also historical and strangers to lovers!au

↳ “Slowly making peace with the one singular purpose your life served, you were grateful for the solace you didn’t anticipate within the cold walls of the Briarwood Manor in a handsome stranger who kept your heart warm with his gorgeous smiles and a vast collection of books. However, you couldn’t escape the eerie inkling that you knew him better than you realized. Not when assaulted by dreams in which Kim Seokjin’s charcoal black eyes turn as red as his lips had been the first night you met him.”

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Title: Mirror, Mirror On The Wall 💦🗒

Author: @divine-bangtan​ 

Summary: vampire prince!seokjin x human servant!reader. Also royalty and medieval!au. 

↳ “Being a vampire prince, Seokjin is used to feeling everyone’s eyes on him. In fact, he’s come to expect it from his subjects. So when you won’t look at him of course he’s not happy. After all, didn’t anyone teach you it’s rude not to stare at him?”

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Title: World Of Gluttony 👊📝

Author: @an-ambivalent 

Summary: Part of a “seven deadly sins” themed series. Also yandere!au. Author has a lot of additional yandere fics if you're interested. 

↳ n/a

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Title: Untitled 👊🗒

Author: @yandere-society​ 

Summary: Kind of a head canon, but whatever. 

↳ Request: “...vampire!Jin figuring out that the reader has found a way to break through his mind compulsion and is trying to escape? ...”

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Title: My Queen 💦🐑👊🗒💜

Author: @purpleyoonn  

Summary: Also royalty and soulmate!au. I have tagged this story in a rec list before, so if you haven’t gotten the hint that I love this one-shot idk what to tell you LOL

↳ “Seokjin had just returned to find his court and staff were not treating you how they should when he was gone. You were hurt, and his instincts were telling him to claim you and make sure you were unharmed.”

#Seokjin #jin #jin bts #bts #Seokjin bts #Seokjin x reader #jin x reader #vampire seokjin #vampire!seokjin #vampire jin #vampire!jin #vampire!seokjin x human!reader #vampire!seokjin x reader #vampire!jin x human!reader #vampire x human #vampire!jin x reader #bts fics #fic recs #halloween

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( ❀ ) — smut

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♡ — REACTIONS

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Requests will be treated like suggestions, so there will be no guarantee I write something if I don't have ideas, but I'll be doing my best ^^

Please note that requests may take a while, just like anything else I write, due to school and work

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Fluff, smut, comfort

Angst only related to pining, mental health topics, or struggles outside of the relationship and ONLY with a happy ending

F and GN reader (If there’s no specifications, I’ll generally default to gn reader)

Headcanons and shorter drabbles. Long fics only if inspiration strikes

Generally fine writing polyamory

Pieces with multiple characters can be requested, but keep it to three characters per request

Canonverse or any kind of au (please specify, or else I’ll write what comes easiest to me)

Won’t write:

Heavy angst; angst related to arguments, breakups, failing relationships, neglect, etc.

This might seem like a weird one, but I won't write anything involving someone shutting the other person up by kissing them

Abusive/ Toxic relationships

Non-con and dub-con

Manipulation or Mind break

Corruption

Sexual relationships involving minors

Characters I see as minors (May update in the future): Any character using Klee’s model, Bennett, Razor, Chingyun, XIngqiu, Barbara, Fischl, Xiangling

Gore

The following kinks: Scat, watersports, incest/stepcest, yandere, food play, feet, age play, necrophilia, vomit, bestiality, guro

Generally won’t write for virgin readers (Unless I like the idea)

Hatefucking

Monsterfucking (Unless I like the idea)

Cheating

Enemies to Lovers

Rivals to Lovers

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Characters

I’m okay writing most characters, but please note:

I’m most familiar with: Albedo, Itto, Thoma, Kaeya, Eula, Mona, Yoimiya, Xiao, Kokomi

I'm not very familiar with: Childe, Shenhe, Ningguang, Kuki, Sara, Beidou, Yun Jin

I’m okay writing for unreleased characters (including Tomo/Kazuha’s friend), but those will be largely based on my own interpretation. I will not write for leaked characters that haven’t been announced by Hoyo themselves yet.

I won’t write: Baizhu, Sucrose, Dottore, Pantalone, Keqing, Zhongli

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maybe a drabble or daddy jin's reaction when he comes back home early coz he was stressed. He enters home angry but baby Jihoon (6months old) greets him with a giggle and jin forgets about his stress starts playing with jihoon. and then oc gives him a refreshing drink or something. then he realises how his fam makes him forget about stress. jin doesnt praise oc but maybe he praises out loud that he is happy to have such a family and indirectly tries to thank oc by talking about jihoon.

Where: Daddy Jin is angry and comes home to take his stress out on OC but baby Jihoon makes him unexpectedly happier (he shows his father side too it’s soft I swear)

Contains [ breastfeeding ]

Hope you will like it!!

Now playing : Sun and moon - Sam Kim

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“Why do you even work under me if you can’t handle a fucking shipment?” he heard the man shuffle from the other side and let out stutters as he searched for an excuse.Seokjin groaned under his breath and he shut the door of his Bentley pretty harshly, even making his security flinch.”if I don’t hear a good news in the morning start writing your resignation, you hear that?” the man found himself nodding vigorously at nobody in particular while running out to take care of the shipment.

Seokjin was not willing to hear more so he cut the call and shoved his phone inside his pocket before heading out the garage only to stop and growl when he heard the panicked and hurried voice of one of his men running to him, “sir your father-” seokjin heeded no more, he left the man to be and walked out not wanting to listen to his father’s commands.

His day was too bad to even comprehend.he found two traitors right beside him, he was almost losing a shipment, Yejin showed up at the wrong time, his father had too many commands for him and the only way he could reduce his anger is taking it out on you but he was still worried about you being too weak from giving birth, even if it has been a total of six months.

Even the walk to his door was too long for his tired muscles.he pulled the door open and locked it behind him.the warm smell of his home invited him inside but it still failed to calm him down.rubbing his creases away he got rid of his pradas and changed it to his lounge slippers he didn’t even bother turning towards the living room since he knew you were probably in the kitchen.he undid his tie and let it hang loose on his neck, should work well to bound your hands together.

He felt his stress leave his body in the tiniest amount when he saw your lithe body working all alone in the kitchen.he would have had you bending over if it wasn’t for a giggle stopping him.he found himself turning around and walking towards the sound without his own conscious.

It was his son

His own son giggling at him while attempting to roll around.his lips drew a hearty smile on his lips when he moved towards his son instead bending down to pick the boy up, making him giggle more and wriggle around.Seokjin took a few steps back and sat down on the couch with his son playing with his tie.

He leant back and cradled him on his chest as he watched him mindlessly play with his buttons, tie and even his watch.looking at the boy distracted him so much that he didn’t even notice his phone ringing once again.he rested the boy on his chest and almost laughed at how small he was, almost only twice the size of his hand.

You didn’t need to bother about checking your son every once in awhile since he seemed to be distracted with giggling at nothing.but the little moment of serenity you had washed away when Jihoon’s sudden cries resonated throughout the whole house.letting the stew to simmer on it’s own you rushed out.

You were taken aback when you saw Seokjin walking around the room while patting Jihoon’s back in attempts to get him to stop wailing.”you’re home?” he didn’t seem to bother your question as he turned around , already walking towards you.

“He’s just hungry” you assured him as he handed you Jihoon before sitting back down.you smiled down at your son and cradled him to your chest before turning around to leave while patting him “where are you going?” you turned around with a confused shrug “to feed him” he looked over you to see the kitchen empty before sitting back down“There’s no one else, you can feed him here” you stared at him hesitantly for a few seconds before nodding and moving to sit.

He stretched his arms out and crossed it together while watching you pulling your strap down and moving your nursing bra aside before aligning your nipple to Jihoon’s mouth which he sucked on eagerly.he watched his son wave his mitten clad fists around and occasionally kicking his legs as he feasted on your milk.

“He’s growing up too fast” you smiled wider at your son and softly rubbed Jihoon’s back.Seokjin rested his head on the headrest behind him and continued to watch his son with a unknown smile, “I don’t want to miss too much of him”.

You softly ran your thumb across Jihoon’s ear as you heeded finely to him.he sighed and moved closer, crossing his legs this time and resting his hands on the headrest and making his palm hold his head to get a clear view of the chubby little boy.”he has your nose” you let out a short chuckle and focused on his button nose which indeed did replicate yours.

He pushed your bra further down for Jihoon to drink more comfortably and held his thumb next to your areola while joining your fingers to hold Jihoon with the rest of his fingers ”isn’t he too much for you?” Jihoon indeed was too much for the little strength you had but he was your own son what else were you to do?.“I'll take care of him when I’m home” you smiled,

He did care immensely when it came to the family he created.

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Our little love part 2 - mafia/yandere au Drabble {angst + fluff}

As always please let me know what you think, I am actually going to go to bed now my brain is angry with me for not sleeping.

It seemed the cycle was never ending, you fucking up and pissing them off, them punishing you by drowning you in their love, only letting you come up to breathe so you could swim in your own guilt and submit to them.

You wince as the victim to your latest fuck up gets another blow to his chest. Taehyung and Hobi held onto his arms as Jungkook and Jimin kick and punch the poor individual. You know not to speak, it’ll only make things worse. Temperament was a fickle thing in their lives, trust was everything, and you still had to build yours up again.

“Y/n help please,” Kai whimpers as you stood with your arms crossed looking away.

“Don’t fucking say her name,” Jungkook growled before punching your ex colleague in the face. You’re frowning, the need to beg them to stop was fighting for exit on the top of your tongue, but you bite it down and pray Kai doesn’t say another word. You know if you do as he asks they’d kill him. Your punishment was to watch silently.

Yoongi strolls up behind you, hands in his pockets before he rests his head on your shoulder, watching the display in front of you both.

“Nothing to say little love?” He whispers as your friend groans out in pain.

Please don’t kill him, you want to say, but you just shake your head in defeat. You want to believe they’re better than this, but the evidence of the contrary was never hidden from you. They showed you every side of them whether proud of it or not with bold eyes daring you to stop loving them, pushing your boundaries and morals waiting for you to snap. But the breaking point never came, you loved them, you shouldn’t and you knew it, but you did. You were completely and utterly theirs, yet still they treated you like you hadn’t seen the worst of them. Like you would run away the second you realised they were monsters, not that they would let you run far, only far enough to let you take a single breath before making you drown in them once again.

Yoongi wraps his arms around your waist, keeping an eye on your reactions. The asshole deserved it, not that they cared either way, he tried to take you away from them, that was enough.

Kai was your old partner before you took a very early retirement, what you didn’t know was that he continued the case you were working on before you left; the case of the seven men you now loved and the reason you quit said job. He had called you to meet up for old times sake and you, very naively in Yoongi’s mind, decided it was harmless. But if it was harmless why didn’t you say anything to the boys? You thought Kai didn’t know the reason you handed in your resignation, but he had been keeping an eye on you all before he realised you were the key to their downfall. He knew you harboured some feeling for him in the past and thought you’d reciprocate when he tried to flirt his way into getting his hands on the evidence you collected, he didnt know you burned it all. You lied to him and said you lost it, same difference anyway. This prompted plan b from him.

“Y/n they’re criminals,” he had said to you. “You’re a cop at heart you can’t love them.”

You floundered at his words when you realised he knew, and yet he still asked you to betray them.

“Kai I think I need to go...”

It was a mistake, you knew it then, but he followed you out onto the street and you hoped tonight the men you loved weren’t keeping an eye on you. Maybe naive was an understatement.

“Are they coercing you Y/n! Do they have something on you or are they threatening you?” He calls after you. “Because the Y/n I know would never love killers, what have they done to you?”

It was when he reached his hand out to grab your arm that your boyfriends decided to show themselves from the shadows. Which lead to the situation now, Kai beat up and bruised beyond recognition, and you forced to watch. He falls unconscious and they let him drop to the floor, you hate this side of them, it was cruel and cold but you’d never leave. They turn to face you now, their anger still present despite the last hour of releasing it onto your old partner. They don’t miss the way you’re shaking, the shallow breaths as you try and keep your tears to yourself. As much as you hate their violence, you hate their disappointment in you more.

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You’re sitting in Joonie’s lap for what you call the debriefing of your punishment, this happened way too often in your opinion. You look down but he wasn’t having it today, tilting your head to look at him by your chin.

“Why did you get punished today little love?” He starts the same way as usual.

“I went out without telling you guys where I was going or who with,” you say while fiddling with your fingers out of nervous habit.

“And?” Hobi sits across from you in a chair, legs straddling the back and an elbow rested on top with his fist holding up his face. Hobi was hardest to pacify, he was ruthless and unforgiving and while that didn’t extend to you, you still had a hard time with his stubborn anger.

“I met up with Kai, and I let him touch me,” you’ve done this too many times before to not know how it worked. Kai’s ‘touch’ obviously meant nothing to you but for them it was the worst crime anyone could commit against their little love.

You remember the time you nearly tripped in the park and a guy steadied you politely, but you still had to hold Jungkook back from throwing hands.

“Kookie would you rather I fell and hurt myself?” No he hadn’t wanted that so he grumbled in agreement still seething but you cooled it down. “Instead of hitting him maybe you should thank him,” it was a joke but it made the youngest scoff.

“Baby girl why can’t you just be good?” Namjoon’s sigh brings you back to the present. “Why do you always have to test us like this?”

You didn’t mean to, you want to say it but the words are stuck below the sob in your throat. You actually whimper as his tone, bottom lip wobbling pathetically. He hadn’t even told you off properly, but you already felt like a mess as he bathed you in his disappointment. That was the common consequence of your actions and you hated it, you couldn’t do anything right.

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“Jin do you need help with the food?” You ask your eldest boyfriend politely, he was frowning and you thought it was because today’s meal was too much for him to handle alone, his tone of voice made you realise it was because of you.

“No, I’m alright,” he doesn’t look at you as he speaks and you’re left gaping at him like a fish. Jin loved it when you cooked with him, it was your bonding time without the others, although Yoongi would join you from time to time. The others also tried but Jin wouldn’t let them anywhere near the kitchen, they hogged you enough anyway.

You feel your soul deflate, still standing there as he ignored you.

“Are you mad at me too?”

The way you said it made his heart twinge with guilt, but the others were right you wouldn’t learn and your first betrayal was still fresh on their minds. He sighs and you turn away, refusing to crying in front of them for the tenth time that day. What was wrong with you? Ever since that day where they found out who you really were you felt like you werent enough anymore, you tried so hard to make up for it all but you kept messing up. You weren’t like this before, but after seeing the hurt you put them through you were constantly on edge and second guessing yourself. You wish you could go back and stop them from ever finding out.

Jin hears the sniffle as you walk away and he can’t go through with it.

“Wait little love,” he calls for you. “I forgot to cut the onions, would you mind?”

You shake your head, you didn’t mind, but you didn’t trust your voice to answer for you. Youre grateful to Jin for giving you this task, it hides the fact you’re crying, but you know he doesn’t miss it.

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Jimin and Taehyung were giving you narrowed stern gazes through dinner, it put you off your food which resulted in getting told off by Jin just after he branched out to you in the kitchen.

You felt alone, like the seven men you loved were against you and there was no one to blame but yourself.

“I’m sorry,” you say quietly before getting up and removing yourself from the dinner table and dining room, ignoring all of their stares. You decide maybe an early night is best, you could start again fresh tomorrow. You don’t get too far up the stairs before a hand pulls you back, you turn to see Jimin with Tae a few steps behind him.

You’re so used to seeing them laugh and play around that it feels like you’re looking at different people. Even during missions or gun fights, the youngest three were always joking their way through the bloodshed, keeping scores of who got the most headshots and other grotesque games. You remember the time Jimin and Tae called you during he middle of a shoot out, arguing with you and each other over who you loved more out of the two while you begged them to not get shot or killed.

“Why did you go see him Y/n?” Jimin asked, he wore the demeanour he used for enemies and it takes you back to that night.

“I... h-he said he wanted to see me to catch up,” you explain but you know it’ll fall on deaf ears.

“And you thought that was a good idea, to see your old cop buddy?” His tone makes you feel stupid, you weren’t stupid.

“He was my friend Jimin,” you say in disbelief, you know in the end it was a mistake but at the time it didn’t seem like the worst idea in the world.

“You’re ours,” Taehyung moved forward, towering over you even though he’s a step below you. His face is close to your own, eyes burning into yours as he looks disgusted at the words that left your mouth as if they’re still attached to you. “How do you think we felt when you went to see another detective? Do you have any idea what was going through our heads?”

“Tae I love you,” you lean away from him, searching his face for a hint of softness and love in his gaze, but there was only fire. “You know I wouldn’t, you all know I wouldn’t, I left that life for you why would I turn back to it?”

He stalks away from you without a word, Jimin close behind, giving you a final cold glance before leaving you alone. You thought your love could make them better but if anything you made their darkness worse.

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Jungkook needed to vent, the only way he knew how was physically. Obviously it wasn’t the cleverest thing he’s done, taking rounds with the punching bag only to open up the cuts on his hand from beating the bastard earlier. He mutters a few curse words under his breath, why did you make matters worse? Maybe they were being harsh on you before today, finding any excuse to punish you a little, test your boundaries and see if you would run, but today they honestly feared that was what happened. They thought you chose to leave them and go back to the life you had before them, but they’d never let you go, they couldn’t let you go. Despite everything you loved them and they worshipped the ground you walked on. You were everything for them now, there’s be no point to any of them without you. Why didn’t you understand that?

He throws another punch to the bag, spreading his blood across them, it hurt like hell, but the thought of you running back to your old partner still played on all of their minds. He wanted to cry, he wanted to find you and beg you to never leave them, they’d be nothing without you.

There’s a knock on the door and he finds you on the other side, waiting for permission to come in. You never waited for permission, it makes him frown, maybe they were too harsh on you today. He could see you shuffling your weight, insecurity screaming through your eyes, you feared his rejection more than his anger.

He notices the first aid kit in your hand, you must’ve heard him. He doesn’t let the fluttering in his chest reach his face as he sits on the bench, waiting for you to come to him.

His gaze is expectant, daring you to cross the threshold and face him, you were no coward, you didn’t fear them the way others did, why were you behaving so meekly now? You force yourself to move and sit beside him, setting the kit down and pushing your hair back behind your ears. He doesn’t move his gaze away from you, even with the sweat and hair hanging in front of his face.

You carefully take a his hand into yours, sucking air between your teeth at how injured it was.

“I’m sorry you hurt yourself because of me,” you say, eyes on his bloodied knuckle as you press the ointment against the open wounds. “Are you sure you want me to stay, I keep hurting you...”

You try to sound like you’re joking, that you’re okay and the hurt isn’t weighing you down with your doubts. He frowns, they really did take it too far. He sets down the cotton wool from your grasp, taking both of hands into his before kissing each finger delicately without letting you look away.

“You’re perfect little love,” Jungkook says, reassuring you with no question in his voice. “We’re the ones who don’t deserve you, we’re mean and cruel but we’re never letting you go.”

You remember how loving they were before that night, maybe while they accepted the truth at face value they could never really forgive you in their hearts. Maybe that’s why they were being like this, they didn’t love you the same way anymore.

“Do you love me?” You had to know, the doubt was eating you alive.

He looks at you as if you’re insane, maybe you are, you don’t know anymore.

“Little love, don’t you see how much we love you?” He asks sincerely. “We would do anything for that love even if it made you hate us, you belong with us, and no one is going to take you away.”

You could see the crazed look in his face grow as he spoke, you believed him, the honestly worn like a heart on a sleeve. But his answer bought a wave clarity to your hazed vision, you made them like this, you made them worse, you had to leave.

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[bibbykins]

At-Fault Acid Rain

Who is the clown that decided to write fight drabbles for no reason? Me? Oh, damn.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it and feel free to keep sending me questions about the soft yandere boys I love them!

Word count: 2.1k

Pairing: Soft Yandere! Jin x Reader (Scopophilic Affection drabble)

Summary: You and Jin did not fight often, you barely disagreed on anything, except for one big thing: your family. After a tense dinner with your family, and the shedding of your tears, Jin understands he needs to change his approach.

Alternatively: all the soft yandere boys go to mush during a fight the moment their darling starts to cry

The door was nearly ripped off its hinges as Jin opened it, passively aggressively, but still chivalrous, for you to give him the side eye as you stepped through the threshold of your shared apartment, "I'm sleeping on the fucking couch."  You seethed as you kicked off the pumps you wore.

"No, baby, let me." Sarcasm dripped from his tone as he followed suit while you fiddled with the zipper on your dress, "I obviously don't do enough for you, so I'll sleep on the couch." His tone was bitter to say the least.

You scoffed as your arms reached to get the damn dress off. You just wanted to shed this night off of your body. Your lovely lover thought it would be super wise to make underhanded verbal jabs at each and every member of your family until the entire dinner was eaten in silence before everyone even got their main course. 

Needless to say, you were mortified. Regardless of how shitty your family has been to you, you did still love them. You did still see them as family, even if they just saw you as a disappointment, now a bitchy gold-digging disappointment. You and Jin had bickered the whole way home about what was and wasn't called for as well as his motives behind his very thinly veiled insults to your family. Was he standing up for you or did he genuinely look down on your family? 

And by extension, did he look down on you?

You felt him pull the zipper down as your arms returned to your side, "How can you be so goddamn stubborn sometimes?" He muttered under his breath as he leaned down to try and kiss your neck, obviously hoping for makeup sex before a fight fully breaks out. You and Jin had been pretty good about not fighting, but when it came to the topic of your family, it was difficult, to say the least.

Jin despised your family very, very strongly. He was crazy about you, and crazy in general, so he hated anyone who made you feel like anything less than the goddess you are to him. You, on the other hand, still maintain a wry smile to your family's backhanded compliments. This drove him to the brink of insanity, resulting in his much harsher quips back to your cousins, your aunts, your uncles, and especially your parents. 

Overcome with love and an unwillingness to fight in risk of relenting, Jin always tried to have sex and deal with it then. 

Keyword: tried. You marched towards the room before his mouth could make contact and extinguish the angry fire in your body, "I would love it if you didn't touch me right now." You snapped as you put on a large t-shirt, deliberately choosing one you already owned instead of one of Jin's.

Taking notice of this, Jin found his libido drop and his irritation spike. How could you not understand he was on your side?! "I would love it if you could stop being mad at me for being honest during dinner about your shitty family!" You flinched at his volume when he crossed the threshold of the bedroom while you took off your jewelry.

You laughed humorously, "Honest or not, they don't need more fucking reasons to despise me anymore!" You shot back, "The way they looked at me tonight… I couldn't even eat!" You were beyond irritated that Jin couldn't see why you were angry, "The last time they looked at me like that was when I told them I wanted to major in Theatre!"

"Well, I ate just fine and the food was delicious." Jin clipped back as you slammed the earings on the nightstand

"Unbelievable." You murmured as you grabbed a pillow and brushed past the broad-shouldered man in the doorway.

Jin scoffed as he followed you, "I don't see why you still give a damn about what they think of you!" You pursed your lips and shook your head, "You're not a kid anymore, they're opinion shouldn't matter!" He tried to reason with you.

"Of course you don't get it." Your voice dropped lower, usually a signal to Jin to reel it in, but he was far too stubborn and confident he would win this fight.

"What does that mean?!" He challenged with all of his bravado as you patted the pillow against the armrest of the couch.

You whipped your head around to scrutinize his form, still suit clad with only the tie loosened, "You have no idea what it's like to be brought up with expectations so high and miss the mark so terribly, not only do you get shit on all the damn time, you aren't even given the decency of a chance to redeem yourself!" You were hurt, and Jin began to regret his big mouth, "Your parents love you and respect you and trust your judgement." Jin's jaw clenched, "My family loves me, yeah, but because it is expected of them, and they meet their fucking expectations unlike their creative mistake from a family of accountants!" You could hardly keep track of your words, "They love me but they don't respect me, not even enough to expect anything from me anymore!"

Jin knew he should've stopped but he couldn't stand the way you looked at him, and he wanted to be right, "I earned my parents respect!" He retorted, "You…!" He trailed off, having to reevaluate the very shitty and incorrect thing he was going to say, hoping you would just drop it.

When he saw the pain flash through your widened eyes, he wanted to crumble, "I…?" You waited expectantly, "What? I didn't earn their respect?" Your voice was eerily soft and Jin knew what it meant. You were going to cry. Your tears stung him like acid, dissolving his fight within seconds. You seldom fully cried, so when you did Jin saw red at the cause, but when the cause was him, which had only happened once before this, he spent weeks apologizing. You were his everything, the last thing he ever wants is to make you feel like anything less. Jim never won any of your arguments, though he likes to think he has once, but the moment you cry the idea of winning or loosing becomes insignificant.

Jin's eyes softened as he took a very tentative step towards you, "No, baby, I didn't mean-"

You held your hand up, effectively silencing him, "No, no, you're right, what have I done to earn their respect?" You shrugged and your voice shook as Jin stepped closer to you, "I have been nothing but respectful to them even while they spit on every accomplishment I've had, and when I finally bring home a boy, he makes them feel as small as they have made me feel and…" You inhaled shakily, as Jin braced himself, "And if that's what you think of them… what on Earth do you think of me?" Your voice cracked as the dam in your tear ducts shattered and you broke down into tears and Jin's stubborn resolve dissolved with it.

He engulfed you in a hug, despite your initial fight to put as much distance as possible between you both. With his strength your efforts were fruitless physically, but affected him emotionally as he held you firmly against him until you gave up. You cried into his chest, undoubtedly getting mascara all over his very expensive dress shirt as he held you close, stroking your hair, "I think that of them because they are cowards." His tone was softer, "I think that you, on the other hand, are the most courageous and passionate person I know." 

"You're just saying that because I'm crying." You hiccuped as you gripped his shirt.

He laughed shortly, "I'll admit that I hate to see you cry, Leopard." You relaxed a bit against the nickname, "But I mean it." He kissed the top of your head, "I just get so fucking angry when I see those bastards looking down on you, like they all wanted to do fucking math for a living, like they weren't just too cowardly to follow their own fucking dream, so they channel all their self hatred onto my beautiful fianceè, who doesn't need a boy to make her look better when compared to a family full of idiots." He swayed you both back and forth as you caught your breath, "I think the world of you, fuck, you are my world." You sniffled, relaxed against his form as he swayed, "I'm sorry I was an asshole and most importantly," He cupped your face to look at you, "I'm sorry I made you think for a second that I think of you as anything less than the person I admire the most." Your eyes softened as he wiped the stray tears from your cheeks with his thumbs.

"Ugh, Jin," You groaned into his chest, "Why are you so good with words?" You sighed, leaning into his touch, "I'm sorry I freaked out, I really don't give too much of a shit what you say to them, but I'm just so used to them being the standard for perfection and so I just thought that if you think they suck, then I really must be nothing more than a pretty face to you." You shifted your gaze to the floor, uncomfortable spilling your insecurities after a fight.

"Are you kidding?!" Jin's tone demanded your attention, "I think you're a goddamn magician with the shit you can do for sets and for screen plays, your mind is fantastic and your personality lights up my life!" 

"Jin-"

"I love you so much, you are beautiful, yeah, but you're also intelligent, strong, hardworking, clever, fearless-" Jin's gushing was cut short by your lips smashing onto his in a kiss he quickly melted into. His hands went to your waist as he pulled you flush against him and massaged your mouth with his own.

You both pulled away to catch your breaths, "I love you too, you obnoxious, crazy, and stubborn man." You huffed against his mouth, "Thank you for standing up for me, babe, but just wait till we finish eating next time, hm?" 

Jin nodded before pressing a quick kiss to your lips, "Now that's how you compromise." He grinned, "To make up for it, I'll make you your favorite, since my poor little Leopard didn't eat." You smiled before stealing another kiss, "Also I feel terrible for making you cry, so I'll get started." He chuckled lightly.

Before he could pull from your embrace, you pulled him in for another kiss as you stood on your tippy toes, "Darling?" You nuzzled your nose onto his as he hummed in question, his knees weakening, as you gripped his collar to bring him down and whisper in his ear, "If you really want to make my family sweat, tell the more about what you do for a living Mr. Board Member and Computer Science man." You mused playfully before placing a kiss to his ear as he straightened and met your eyes. The light had returned to them along with the smile you gave him, "Or whatever your impressive title is." You giggled, making him smile wide as he took in your features.

"Stop distracting me, beautiful." Jin chided before giving you a quick kiss and heading towards the kitchen, "You can seduce me after you eat the apology meal!" He called from the kitchen making your roll your eyes as you sat on the couch, "Gosh, my fiancè keeps trying to have makeup sex with me!" He whined sarcastically, making you smile.

You scoffed mockingly, "Oh really? Do you want me to tell her to stop?" You joked as you heard a small clatter of pans.

"NO!" Jin called as he collected himself, making you laugh, "I can handle it just fine, I'm a strong man!" He called out, not knowing you had snuck into the kitchen.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, chest pressed against his back as he stirred the pot in front of him, "I love you, dummy." You mumbled against him.

Jin paused his movements for a moment before placing on hand over yours. He closed his eyes for a moment, blissfully sighing before his face relaxed into an equally blissful smile, "I love you most, Leopard." He squeezed your hand as you nuzzled into him. Jin could put aside his pride for you and you alone, he would move mountains for you. However, he had all intentions to put your family in their place, and to make sure they understood their place was beneath you. You, his goddess, his universe, his lovely Leopard.

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Hair we go

Yandere Jin x reader (part 2)

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If you haven’t read part 1 then feel free to check that out first! This is the final part to the Hair we go! story. Hope you enjoyed and seeing as it was my first story and feel free to let me know how you found it.

An imagine highly inspired by the video of Jin cutting his own hair, it’s kinda like that if Jin repeated that but as a yandere :)

Synopsis: A simple solution to being in desperate need for a haircut but not wanting to leave the house? A diy haircut! But what happens when the tables are turned and YN is receives a haircut by her captor? *complete fluff, I promise it is not a ominous as it sounds*

Warnings: a lil bit of angst but fluff on the whole

YN sat on the same stool as Jin went to find a brush to detangle her hair. Her anticipation left butterflies in her stomach. Her trust for Jin was unchallenged, she knew he found pleasure in washing, brushing and playing with her long hair so she was sure the length would be maintained. Her heart ached for a change, following her capture her life has become monotonously routined as Jin has only just began his break so she had previously been left to her own devices for months at a time. YN sat quietly as Jin de tangled her hair, running the paddle brush section by section down her glossy black hair. Sitting down the ends exceeded her sitting position and touching the stool seat. The ends of her hair were thin due to her not having a haircut for months and Jins regular insistence to play with it. She felt him take a section of hair, pulling it down to ensure it was straight and snipping off the section. “How is this baby?” Jin smirked knowingly, sensing your nerves, he waved a chunk of you hair in front of your face. You weren’t too sure how long your hair had gotten but the size of the chunk began to make your heart race, it was easily 12 inches of hair. Your previous confidence began to falter, if Jin loves your long hair would he stop loving you if you had anything other. Your eyes began to cloud as your mind raced with thoughts, you needed Jin and you knew you couldn’t live if he didn’t love you. Jin noticed your distress as he started to pick up the next chunk, a slight pleasure arose at the expense of your teary eyes. “Hey, what’s the matter baby?” Jin muttered softly. “N-n-nothing jinnie im sorry I’m just being silly,” yn gasped between tears, her sobs becoming deeper by the second. It took a moment for YN to explain her concerns and Jin listened. Internally he thrived on the knowledge of her dependence on him, the fact his love and opinion of her immediately reduced her to a blubbering mess fed his need, but he knew she needed comfort to allow him to continue. After coaxing her out of the tearful state after his strong reassurance that she was always beautiful in his eyes. He lived for the control he had, he wanted to cut her hair as a symbol of his power over her. He continued cutting carefully, measuring each section identical to the last and weaving the scissors through the pieces. Jin stepped back to ensure the haircut was even and YN moves her hand to her own hair. Combing her fingers through the remaining length, it stopping prematurely to her previous attempts. She looked down noting her previously straggly thin hair sat at her shoulders, the ends thick and luscious as a result of seokjins work. Seokjin lifted yn up, taking her place on the stool and placing her on his lap, leaning his back on the sink edge. Yn curled into him lovingly, she was yet again reminded of how she should trust her Captor unconditionally. His hands moved into her newly short strands, lulling her head closer to his. She moaned into his kiss as his soft pillowy lips met hers. The overwhelming power seokjin felt was only encouraged by her desperation for his touch. He would try to pull away teasingly but she would bridge the gap between their lips. “You are beautiful baby girl,” Jin praised. He deepened the kiss as he stood up her legs still wrapped around his waist, carrying her to the bedroom he placed her down on the bed, resuming their day of lazing.

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