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#yoongi social media au
frozenmangosblog · 16 days ago
teaser; bedwars | kth (ft. jjk)
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— pairing; kim taehyung x reader x jeon jungkook
— summary; during a night of gaming jungkook comes across an arrogant gamer by the name of taehyung, who just so happens to have his hot girlfriend on display as his discord profile picture
— teaser word count; 1.1k
— genre; smut, college!au, crackfic, pwp, discord!au?
— teaser content and warnings; explicit language, taehyung being a proud boyfriend, jk and tae being frenemies, pure crackfic energy, taehyung having a picture of you with cum on your face as his pfp, taehyung def breaking discords tos, taehyung sending a video of you two getting it on to jungkook
— author’s note; this fic will be coming soon, comment "tag me" if you'd like to be tagged when the full fic comes out!
jungkook never anticipated being in a situation like this, where his boredom got him to the point of playing minecraft bedwars on a sunday night. no other games in his collection of many had been successful in satisfying him, so here he was, wearing a loose white shirt paired with just his boxers while battling thirteen year olds on minecraft.
his teammates and bed were long gone, now it was just him and ta3hyung_, the asshole who broke his bed two minutes ago. jungkook currently camped in yellow's base, they all died at the beginning of the match so it was merely just a pitstop. ta3hung_’s bed was thankfully taken by green, all jungkook had left to do was kill him and drown in glory. but jungkook had been so distracted with buying all necessary upgrades to battle that he hadn’t noticed taehyung already pearled his way to yellow’s base, diamond sword in his hands.
all it took was three simple swings and jungkook’s plans were destroyed. the gameover screen practically laughed in his face. in a fit of pure rage, jungkook attacked his keyboard with violent intent, sloppily typing a snarky comment and sending it without another thought given.
yourmomshot69: absolute tryhard.
jungkook sat in silence, not expecting any sort of response. he had been ready to move on, until this prick said something in return.
ta3hyung_: is that what you typically say when you lose?
the two gamers were automatically being transferred into another game of bedwars together, giving them spare time to argue some more. under any other circumstance jungkook would have let it go, but for some reason this specific player pissed him off to no end. he began typing,
yourmomshot69: stfu, i bet i can beat u at any other game, ur pick and we’ll play.
ta3hyung_: i’d like to see you try.
ta3hyung_: discord is taehyung#???? (don’t want to accidentally write out someones discord username lol).
ta3hyung_: i want to be calling while we play so i can hear your little baby rage.
yourmomshot69: i’m a grown adult i don’t rage (: but sure, i’d love to hear u cry
jungkook scoffed and ignored the last comment, closing out of minecraft before dragging his cursor towards the discord logo that was settled in his taskbar. once loaded, he clicked on ‘add friend’ and typed in the username that was given to him. feeling satisfied once discord notified him that his request had been sent. moments later his request was accepted.
that’s when he saw you. taehyung’s profile picture was you in just a large t-shirt that was too big for your body, and you’re staring at the camera with a sweet smile. something so seemingly innocent at first glance, until jungkook realizes you have cum all over your face, it’s such a filthy sight but the smile on your face is so suggestive and seductive.
jungkook was certain that you were one of the hottest girls he’d ever come across, even with cum dripping down your face. he had been so enthralled with staring that he hadn’t noticed taehyung sent him a message.
taehyung: what’s with you and the number 69? anyway, let’s play bitch.
the idea of proving this taehyung guy wrong was now the least of his priorities, jungkook needed to know whoever this girl was. he would kick this dudes ass later.
jungcock69: who’s the girl in ur pfp? she a pornstar or something?
taehyung: that’s my girlfriend. she’s hot, right?
there were a lot of things jungkook was, but an idiot wasn’t one of them. there was no way someone who played minecraft had been able to score someone as hot as you were. but, he wasn’t willing to give up until he at least had your snapchat. hell, he’d settle for your instagram if he had too.
jungcock69: funny joke.
jungcock69: seriously though what’s her username? does she have an onlyfans?
taehyung: not joking, she’s my girlfriend. want proof?
jungcock69: go ahead.
jungkook was still in denial, he laid back in his gaming chair and waited for whatever this taehyung person was going to send.
meanwhile in taehyung’s apartment, he is practically on his knees asking for permission to send “some annoying idiot” a video of him fucking your brains out to provide evidence that you’re his girlfriend. taehyung had always been so proud to show you off across all platforms on the internet. and many times he had asked if he could send these naughty pictures and videos he took of you two to people, simply just to brag over how perfect you were.
you never said no to these requests, you two had always been ones for fucking in public, and showing one another off with pride. hence why taehyung’s discord profile picture was so openly sexual, he had no shame in it.
“yeah, sure.” was your straightforward response to his question, he broke out into sinister giggles and quickly kissed your lips before returning to his computer to search his files for a certain video.
minutes had passed, jungkook was starting to suspect taehyung had nothing to send so he ran off in shame. the thought made jungkook snicker, but the all too familiar discord notification sound broke him out of his thoughts.
jungkook eagerly clicked the new chat from taehyung, opening it to see a video with the message ‘told you so’ attached to it. without a second thought he clicked play, his jaw nearly dropped in his lap at the sight.
there you were, the girl from the photo he had been so curious about, you were lying on your back with your legs sprawled out to reveal your pretty cunt that was being relentlessly pounded into by whoever was recording (he could only assume that it was taehyung). the sound of your breathy moans rang through jungkook’s headphones and directly into his ears. even on video your pussy seemed tight, and he was quickly mesmerized at the sight of taehyung’s cock disappearing into you with every thrust. he was now imagining it’s him that is fucking you, making you moan so sweetly.
god, the look on your face was enough to turn him on to the max. your eyes were closed, eyebrows scrunched together with your mouth open marginally. jungkook feels the fabric of his boxers tighten, and he instinctively grabs the outline of his bulge to ease the aching tension.  
suddenly, the video ended there. he was ready to click play again, his mouse already over the replay button. until he’s notified of another message from taehyung.
taehyung: try not to cream yourself bud, we have a game to play.
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kimnjss · 18 days ago
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nice change
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
↲ masterlist ↳
⇝ taglist: @agustdef @silentlyimpractical @gldnrecs @jaiuneamesolitaiire @preciouschimine @joonies-babyy @dee-ehn @aqtkookie @itsrapmonstanotdancemonsta @seokjinslittledumpling @thecityrain @jeonsshadow @papichulo-knj @amour-quinn @bangtansbun @kooafraid @metaethically @miss-jupiter @tanumiki @yoongiofmine @princecalpal @iridescentstories @jikooksgirl19 @mikrokosmicjoon @hqtetsurou @needingyou2 @alterlovess @ladyarmanto @trinityxsope @myworldisgone11 @yutaeminnie @yoooonie @peachy-tata @paolandotcom @strwberry-jam @certifiedcrazycatlady @hansolsrightnut @btsbangtanbois @rlynotme @morseszn @codeinebelle @rjsmochii @joontopia @knjkitten @tae165 @chocobetterknot @ggukkieland @v3nti @kelitt @taejinminsu​
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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bloomsuga · a month ago
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╰ a series of comedic and heart-wrenching bts social media au’s that combine the supernatural, the modern age, and the downright stupid—all in pursuit of the most powerful kind of magic: love.
a/n: hey y’all!! so as a follow up to my hobiverse series i’ve decided to do a series of supernatural aus!! these will contain a mix of fake sm posts as well as written chapters and drabbles. enjoy!! x
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➳ GHOSTED (ghost!yoongi x ballerina!reader)
╰ your new roommate is everything you could ask for: quiet, never makes any messes, a killer dry sense of humor... and oh, yeah—he’s dead.
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➳ CURSED (witch!taehyung x cursed!reader)
╰ in which you are a wedding florist plagued by ghosts, taehyung is a witch with a secretive past, yoongi is a grim reaper who hates his job, and jin is your guardian angel who’s just trying his best
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➳ BITTEN (vampire!seokjin x historian!reader)
╰ when your date’s goodnight kiss turns into a bloodthirsty bite, you’re just as shocked as he is to find that it hurts him more than it hurts you
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➳ HOOKED (merman!namjoon x biologist!reader)
╰ your marine crab study comes to a splashing halt when your net accidentally ensnares a catch much bigger than the average sea critter… a man
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➳ ENCHANTED (fairy!hoseok x gardener!reader)
╰ lately you’ve hit a streak of bad luck; missing keys, smashed garden gnomes, wilting flowers… and the root of it seems to be a mischievous new neighbor who finds you too fun not to mess with
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➳ MOONSTRUCK (werewolf!jk x vet!reader)
╰ when a strange injured dog is brought to your clinic, you volunteer to take him home and nurse him back to health. however, when you wake the next morning, you discover he isn’t a dog at all
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➳ FALLEN (angel!jimin x musician!reader)
╰ he was never supposed to know you, he was never supposed to talk to you, and he definitely wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you. and yet, somehow this lovesick angel has done all three
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hxseok-honee · a month ago
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sundress [a blossom spinoff] || modern hogwarts ! yoongi au
[i guess you fell into the wrong hands // and now you're effin with the wrong man]
>> childhood best friends. platonic soulmates. dumb dumb and big-head. no matter the name, their relationship has never changed. the lion and the snake. the promiscuous boy with commitment issues and the girl who sticks by his side no matter what. he's not himself without her and she'd give him the world if he asked for it. they keep each other whole, nothing else needed when they're together.
he can't help but want to fix things when her ex-boyfriend jungkook won't stop calling, and she can't help but go along with his crazy plans, no matter how much they cross the lines of friendship. but if they're being honest, there never really were any lines, were there? <<
[spinoff of my au 'blossom'!!]
>> a/n : so.... i never claim a favorite au because i love every single one and i am obsessed with every single one while im writing it.... anyway, welcome to my favorite au! i have a lot of Feelings for blossom!yoongi and it seems you guys do, too, so please have this entirely self-indulgent spinoff and suffer with me!!!
as someone heavily influenced by music when i write, the playlist is very important in all my aus, but especially here! the writing style of this au will be a bit different from my regular work, so im making a lot of changes to how i structure this one. my authors notes for each chapter will be a single line from one of the songs on the playlist so you have a feeling of where my head is at while im writing -- if youre someone who likes to have mood music while reading, feel free to check out the song referenced in each chapter!
BEFORE YOU READ : please make sure you read 'blossom' before starting this au as all the characters are the same and the timelines start in the same place, so there will be some familiar events from 'blossom' that probably won't make sense here unless you read that one first.
BEFORE YOU READ (x2) : sundress does not contain explicit content, but it does have a lot of mature dialogue and suggestive themes, so i ask that anyone under the age of 18 please not interact with this au (comments, asks, etc) at any point. thank you for understanding!
that said, 'sundress' is NOT part of my hogwarts series, so the plot of this au will have no impact on the series as a whole. thanks for reading! <<
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genres : fake dating, fwb, best friends to lovers, mature(???) content????
warnings : a LOT of suggestive content (no fully explicit content), yoongi is everyones favorite thot, jungkook is a total dick for a long time and literally the ONLY source of angst in this whole au!
-> status : [ongoing] <-
-> taglist : [open] <-
>> playlist <<
[01]. she'll be just fine. [written]
[02]. "I'll fix this." [written]
[03]. chlamydia hands
[04]. weird nurse fantasies
[05]. stalker behavior [text + written]
[06]. "Here goes nothing" [written]
[07]. she needs him. [text + written]
[08]. weirdly normal [text + written]
[09]. "I like it." [text + written]
[10]. a totally real couple
[11]. just his type [written]
[12]. is he right?
[13]. playing this game [written]
[14]. looking respectfully
[15]. "What's stopping you?" [written]
[16]. lets play Too Hot
[17]. the jealous girlfriend card [text + written]
[18]. make you feel better [text + written]
[19]. youre just H Word
[20]. just friends [written]
[21]. figure your shit out
[22]. smoke break
[23]. say it back [text + written]
[24]. tweeting couple stuff
[25]. stupidly attracted [written]
[26]. granny pjs
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bts-reveries · 2 years ago
daddy diaries
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daddy diaries
→ pairing: singledad!yoongi x baker!reader
→ genre: all floof, teeny bit of angst (?)
→ summary: yoongi started blogging his life on his social medias to prove everyone who thought he couldn’t raise a child alone wrong. but as his daughter’s birthday draws near, what happens when she wishes for a new mom?
a/n: hehe, who else has a soft spot for bts dad aus 🥺 this will start right after the htfab series :3
part one: it’s fate
part two: forgetful
part three: mi amigos es tu amigos
part four: last one buys food
part five: new addition
part six: a party’s a party
part seven: reverse card
part eight: good night
part nine: slow down
part ten: spill it sis
part eleven: ...cute
part twelve: at the pool
part thirteen: surprise
part fourteen: #newprofilepic
part fifteen: it’s kinda hot
part sixteen: he’s crying now
part seventeen: babiest baby
part eighteen: y’all hear something
part nineteen: cardiac arrest
part twenty: can i crash on your couch
part twenty-one: we had a clown
part twenty-two: wishlist
part twenty-three: two birds
part twenty-four: my daughter’s life
part twenty-five: honey bunny
part twenty-six: chaotic
part twenty-seven: y’all know
part twenty-eight: use your teeth
taglist: send me an ask to be added!
taglist is closed! please turn on my notifications to be notified when i update :)
[babies instagrams:
yoongi: kimibbong1317
jungkook: tokki.dadam
jin: wooju_mom]
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bloomsuga · a month ago
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part eighteen - britney
[witch!taehyung x cursed!reader]
<prev // next>
a/n: AHH so much happened this part!! how are we feeling, y’all?? i hope you enjoyed it!! let me know and let’s chat!! thank you for reading!!! x
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luneguk · 3 years ago
Fanboy - Yoonmin Au!
no translations allowed! Thanks!
Jimin is a famous instagrammer, who is publicly in love with a rap artist called Agust D. What would happen when Yoongi’s friend tells him about Jimin, and how both fandoms ship them. 
🐾 Part 0
🐾 Part 1 
🐾Part 2
🐾Part 3
🐾Part 4
🐾Part 5
🐾Part 6
🐾Part 6.5
🐾Part 7
🐾Part 8
🐾Part 9
🐾Part 10
🐾Part 11
🐾Part 12
🐾Part 12.5
🐾Part 13
🐾Part 14
🐾Part 15
🐾Part 15.5
🐾Part 16
🐾Part 16.5
🐾Part 17
🐾Part 18
🐾Part 19
🐾Part 20
🐾Part 21
🐾Part 22
🐾Part 23
🐾Part 24
🐾Part 25
🐾Part 26
🐾Part 27
🐾Part 28
🐾Part 29
🐾Part 30
🐾Part 31
🐾Part 32
🐾Part 33
🐾Part 34
🐾Part 35
🐾 Epilogue - Part 1 / Part 2
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bts-reveries · 2 years ago
The Most Beautiful Moment in Life | bts dad aus
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each au connects so read all of them LOL #ot7 
it’s listed in the order you should read them! 
all headers were made by my sister @tan-dulset and she helped me with the plot/ideas too :3
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→ title: daddy diaries
→ summary: yoongi started blogging his life on his social medias to prove everyone who thought he couldn’t raise a child alone wrong. but as his daughter’s birthday draws near, what happens when she wishes for a new mom?
↳ read here
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→ title: one night light
→ summary: Hoseok has been living his very own version of a perfect life. Unlike some of his best friends, this doesn’t include a happy marriage, adorable kids, or even a stable relationship. All he would ever need was music, dancing, and of course, the parties. Now what happens when he gets a wake up call from reality when the door rings approximately six years after his last one night stand?
↳ read here
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→ title: page turner
→ summary: Namjoon and his daughter were inseparable. Despite his busy work schedule, he kept his daughter, Moonji, right by his side. He is an author after all and this meant work was from home and he was able to spend time with Moonji every second he can. After the chapter that included his wife has ended, Namjoon has been stuck on the same chapter of just him and Moonji for almost three years now. Until a new inspiration for his next chapter came to his book signing. But is it too soon for another page of romance?
↳ read here
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→ title: daddy duties
→ summary: Life started pretty fast once Jimin married his fiancée. Who would’ve thought nine months after the wedding they would have a baby? With this new life as a married man and a father, Jimin felt overwhelmed and was unsure if he was able to do it all. Will this new beginning be a small bump he just has to get over?
↳ read here
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→ title: mini me
→ summary: Unlike his best friends, Taehyung was young, wild, and free. No relationship, no babies, no responsibilities. Well he had his puppy, but that was it. Taehyung watched his nieces and nephews grow up and it was no secret that he too wanted to have one of his own someday. So what will happen when he finally finds someone that matches his personality (and himself) well?
↳ read here
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→ title: young one
→ summary: Being the youngest, Jungkook had his fair share of parties, drinking, and wild nights. He didn’t think that this would have a different meaning to him so soon. Parties included two and three year olds, drinking was exclusively banana milk, and wild nights was when his son refused to sleep. He didn’t mind the change, having a son was a dream of his and wouldn’t change it for the world. But what happens when an old friend shows up, bringing Jungkook back to when life was easier and he had no responsibilities? Did Jungkook grow up too fast? 
↳ read here
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→ title: expect the unexpected
→ summary: Jin and his wife has been together since their third year of high school, married after eight years of dating, and now with three kids, Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul. You can say that his life was perfect. Everything was according to plan and everything fell into place. It was all he ever wanted. Now when he’s left to take care of his three kids alone while his wife is out to visit family, what happens when something falls out of place?
↳ read here
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#1 - picnic blanket (ot7)
#2 - i love you 3000 (jungkook)
#3 - hide and seek (jin)
#4 - where’s moonji? (namjoon)
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kimnjss · a month ago
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not dating
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
↲ masterlist ↳
⇝ taglist: @agustdef @silentlyimpractical @gldnrecs @jaiuneamesolitaiire @preciouschimine @joonies-babyy @dee-ehn @aqtkookie @itsrapmonstanotdancemonsta @seokjinslittledumpling @thecityrain @jeonsshadow @papichulo-knj @amour-quinn @bangtansbun @kooafraid @metaethically @miss-jupiter @tanumiki @yoongiofmine @princecalpal @iridescentstories @jikooksgirl19 @mikrokosmicjoon @hqtetsurou @needingyou2 @alterlovess @ladyarmanto @trinityxsope @myworldisgone11 @yutaeminnie @yoooonie @peachy-tata @paolandotcom @strwberry-jam @certifiedcrazycatlady @hansolsrightnut @btsbangtanbois @rlynotme @morseszn @codeinebelle @rjsmochii @joontopia @knjkitten @tae165 @chocobetterknot @ggukkieland @v3nti @kelitt @taejinminsu​
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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smaubts · a year ago
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➛ summary: the day y/n and yoongi meet she makes it her task to prove everyone how soft he actually is. a platonic relationship blooms into true love as both realize their feelings.
— Thinking of you
➛ summary: yoongi and y/n hate each other, at least that's what they tell everyone. when unexpected events occur they begin to realise that maybe the real cause for all the hate is because it's a way to hide the feelings they won't admit.
— Call me baby
➛ summary: in which yoongi accidentally tells his ex he's dating y/n, his sworn enemy, which leads to him and his friends to create a plan envolving his sworn enemy y/n and fake dating her. a very platonic and fake relationship turns awkward when unexpected feelings arise.
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— Friends
➛summary: in a world where everyone is trying to survive the last years of college, Jeon Jungkook is a cheerful person who takes interest in y/n's personality, little does she knows just how hard he'll try to change her mind to make her accept him as her friend.
— Soulmates
➛ summary: in which jungkook and y/n are soulmates and the random thoughts that occur in y/n's head are actually jungkook's thoughts, where he sometimes sings the weirdest songs.
— stealing your flowers
➛ summary: in which y/n and jungkook are roommates, y/n always receives flowers but she doesn't know that the person that keeps stealing her own flowers and gifting them to her is no one other than her roommate, jungkook.
— we live with a ghost
➛ summary: when jungkook convinces his roommate, y/n, that their house is haunted by an evil ghost, they decide their best option is to contact with it and make it leave but end up summoning an actual ghost by accident.
— now we're even (coming soon)
➛ summary: letting jimin choose her new roommate, jungkook, was y/n's first mistake. the second was trying to make things even when awkward accidents happen. in a series of unfortunate events y/n and jungkook learn how to tolerate each other, what they don't expect is the need to learn how to deal with their feelings.
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— Is this love
➛summary: Kim Taehyung a college student meets his best friend new roommate, y/n, a college student who loves taking photos has a slight crush on him and who's personality changes tae's life completely
— sounds
➛ summary: in which taehyung hears background music whenever something is about to happen, and when he meets y/n she just thinks he's weird until she starts to hear the same music.
— catch my ghost
➛ summary: convinced that her apartment is haunted y/n accepts her friends offer to ask for professional help, kim taehyung. what she doesn't expect is that the professional help isn't that professional and happens to be scared of ghosts.
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➛ summary: in which hoseok, a college student, who has trouble falling asleep meets his new roommate y/n, who also has troubles falling asleep, a platonic love turns into something more.
— it's never enough (on hold)
➛ summary: in which hoseok is oblivious to y/n's love and no matter how hard she tries he doesn't seem to notice, even when she decides to tell him right to his face she's in love with him.
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— Wonder
➛ summary: in which jimin has a crush on y/n and decides to make it his task to make her fall in love with him, two crackhead personalities unite in finding love.
➛ summary; when y/n decides to post on her twitter “what if we fake date and fall in love” as a joke, she doesn't expect park jimin, who always had crush on her, to actually reply and want to try it.
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— can we be friends
➛ summary: y/n never really tried to make friends with her neighbour who laughs really loud, namjoon. but when he forces his way into her life trying all his best attempts to be her friend she can't help but eventually accept. what she doesn't expect is that namjoon doesn't have any intention of ever leaving her alone.
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➛summary; seokjin genuinely wants someone to come over to check out his new soundproof walls so he decides to ask y/n, not realising she took it as a sex joke
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yojeongin · a year ago
sleepless | m.yg
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part: twenty one
pairings: ug rapper!min yoongi x coworker!reader
genre: sex shop au, smut, minimum angst, ending fluff, mature content!
summary: annoyed and frustrated y/n makes her way to get to yoongi with a plan to scold him when it was safe, only to end up falling to his feet once again.
contains: thigh riding, makeout, fingering, handjob, protected sex, overstimulation, light mention of violence and blood: non descriptive!
word count: 10k+
a/n: guys honestly thank you so much for waiting for me. despite college not being the best atm, I feel comfortable enough to write as a way to relax myself. so once again thank you for being patient :)
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Whether it was anger or relief, those emotions coursed through your rain soaked body. Hating the fact that the metro was closed already and no damn cab or Uber wanted to give you a ride in fear of getting their seats wet.
As much frustration grew from those small bickering seconds, you’d huff in annoyance with a pout as you walked away from the talking person in front of you, his offended screams for you to go back becoming louder as you fixed the small umbrella that was doing nothing to keep you dry.
There was no time for arguments and those ten minutes spent with the driver you argued with, took longer than expected. With a loud growl of frustration and a small skip of anger from your heel— you rushed to where you were called, contemplating on whether to destroy the useless umbrella that made no effort to shield you from the piercing rain doplets.
The walk was roughly twenty minutes away from your home but the ideal view of this was to get there under five, safe and sound, warm and dry— yet life decided to test you and keep making the days shitty as they go by. Instead you had walked twenty minutes to the station, scared and soaked from the rain. Stupid thunder and the rowdy raccoons that fought over a moldy piece of blueberry bagel didn’t make this walk any better. On top of that the only few lights on were the ones of a McDonald’s and a Japanese Internet- Ramen shop that you always believed, was only a shrimp shack.
Sure your phone kept on ringing despite how wet it was at this point, but with not wanting to take it out from your pocket, you ignored it— continuing the rushed walk in fear someone or something would jump out the alleyways and scare you.
Muttering under your breath all the things you were angry about at the time. Midway through the low growls of anger, a feeling of warmth filled your chest. Excitement and fear swarming around making you grow a bit overwhelmed.
Blinding, that’s what the white lights in the police station were, made no effort to contrast the cold of the rain in the outside. It was no better to be inside there with silence of everyone else and noise of the extremely cold AC, making you shiver with no stop. At least your clothes weren’t dripping and now it was just dampness.
Yours steps were small and slow; reaching the counter, the officer at front looked at you questioning your doings there. If anything he probably thought you were a crackhead from all the shivering and disheveled exterior from where you just grabbed a jacket, wallet, and umbrella— walking out with your home slides in this cold rain. Of course they would think you’re a crackhead.
“Yes?” He’d ask, right eyebrow cocked as you got closer to the counter. “Umm… I want to bail someone out— Min Yoongi. I got a call earlier about it, is he here?” Your words were steady now and the shivering had gone down to simple fidgeting, messing with the button of the wallet.
His expression relaxed, glancing at you one last time before he turned around to continue chewing on his two hour old pale gum. The taste was gone but the trash bin had no bag for him to just spit it out. (He easily could’ve spat it out into a piece of paper and throw it later… humanity.) “Uhh yeah. Can I see your ID, ma’am.” So monotone and boring— what a man.
Even so, you pulled out your ID from your wallet, wiping away the water on the dry patches of your shirt. Sliding it to him, he typed in something that honestly you wouldn’t know what it was. The keyboard was nowhere in sight so at the end of the day, only wonder would reside.
For a police station it was very calm, sure the noises from detainees could be heard from both the right and left ends of the corridor you’d both follow shortly. Handing you your ID and a sticky tag to put on as a ‘visitor’, he muttered the words: “Follow me.” Your steps shuffling behind those of glossy dress shoes clanking against tile floor and rattling of all the items he had on.
As you got closer to those ends, the noise was becoming louder but not to the point where it was considered detainees arguing— at most it was loud chuckles and laughter of the great time they were having (at least some) or it could be considered a coping mechanism for being there.
There was another counter. This time it was full of papers laying around everywhere and the white lights were dull giving a morbid feel to the pale green walls of the floor. The doors to the rooms where the men and women were separated were well locked, only a small pvc window on them for officers to look inside.
“Min Yoongi for release.” Once spotting the bin with a plastic bag, the officer spat out his gum, handing the other man a paper he printed earlier with what seemed your information and amount for bail. Nodding to the officer, the man in front of you only typed away on the keyboard, speaking no words as he handed you some papers to sign.
“Cash or card?”
Seeing the amount made you go pale but at the end of the day it was your mother’s money you’d pay with, she should at least pay for those you love. It’s not like you would hesitate and walk away, you’d bail him out nonetheless. So when the card slid into the chip reader, a slight sigh left your lips hoping he could come out as of now. To come out now and embrace him in your arms, yet once again— things wouldn’t come out like you wanted, not when you weren’t destiny’s favorite child.
Motioning for you take a seat on the ripped cushioned chairs, the man made no effort to continue talking to you, letting you sit around for a good amount of time waiting for the one you were there for in the first place.
Minutes went by and four o’clock was rolling around the corner, more people in groups were being thrown off into cells, but no sign of Yoongi. It wasn’t worry that filled your chest, but more of desperation. To say you wanted him in front of you was an understatement, you wanted him with you, only with you!
Maybe the universe decided to stop punishing you for a few minutes, given that the bruised and bloody lipped man was being escorted your way. Your leg stopped shaking momentarily and your body shot up to walk towards him once the officer pointed at you. Yoongi stood there shyly as he watched you walk towards him, and though he believed you’d stop in front of him, he gave into shock feeling your cold arms wrap around his torso, holding him tight and burying your face in his chest.
Yoongi expected anything from you except this kind of treatment. He knew he didn’t deserve it but here you were giving him all the care you’d never disappoint in gifting him. So as he himself relaxed onto your touch and wrapped his own arms around you slowly, you huffed pulling away, grabbing his wrist and walking out the waiting area.
Your expression changed into a deep pout and furrowed eyebrows, Yoongi’s shock came again. He felt dumbfounded and in a way scared of what you would say next. In fact he was scared of you and your rapid mood change— never had he seen that before, but then again he knew to always be open minded when it came to your spontaneous acts.
“What is wrong with you?! What did I tell you about fighting?!” Your voice sounded so exasperated, ready to eat him alive and though you continued to scold him whilst making your way out the police station and having the front desk officer laugh at Yoongi only for you to glare at him— Yoongi hid his sly smile realizing you cared for him. Even after all the things he’s made you feel for the past month that for sure sped up just for this.
“Don’t laugh! I’m being serious, what the hell, Yoongi? Who did you fight in the first place?” Blood drained from his body, if he was to tell you— well it’s obvious you’d go full madness knowing the consequences of it all. “Who?” You asked again, quietly this time— your fingers gracing his as the two of you walked towards your apartment.
The rain had died down and only small puddles had been left off, your clothes were dry at this point but the experience will always be hated. So as he turned his head to look at your bundled and slightly damp hair, he took a sigh, head lowering. “Gup…py...” It was obvious by your rapid stop to turn and look at him, that you disapproved of what he had done. “Oh my… Yoongi why?” Taking your lower lip between your teeth, he studied the way your features contorted according to your feelings so as he saw as you kept bitting at it, he continued walking.
Following behind him, you waited for his answer. “He’s just an idiot. We were going at each other during the rap battles and he just… he kept saying stuff about you and it made me want to murder him-“ “Even so, you know not to fight.” Meek, that’s how your voiced sounded whilst your head hung low, walking behind him. “Yes it was, I’m not letting him say shit about you, or any other person in general. How trash do you have to be to simply objectify someone… Either way he threw the first punch when I called him small and useless to this world, not like I can be charged for it.” You had caught up to him now, taking his hand slowly to avoid embarrassment in case he didn’t want to hold hands, but when his grip became firm at the feeling of your hand, your muscles relaxed.
“Mani was there too… Actually before he threw the first punch he turned to her and then me. Said something about how I should choose my ‘bitches’ better before they end up doing me wrong. Then he just laughed and punched me. It was kind of funny not going to lie, the way he caught me off guard but that gained him a shit rocking.” Upon hearing your silent giggle, Yoongi smiled your way.
“I’m sorry for that as well. I should’ve kept my distance since the beginning and I regret everything that came since the first interaction… i should’ve known she’s the one your mom keeps comparing you to.” Your silence didn’t face him at first, it allowed for him to continue what he had started. “I’m sorry for blaming you, when at this point it’s obvious. There’s no way for me to try and justify how stupid I was for going that far… I just, I’m sorry. I really wanted to go to you that night after saying all that bullshit.”

Silence again.
“I understood why you said you hated me, I hate myself too… if anything— I only…love you…” Overwhelmed was an understatement. To hear such words from Yoongi was the only comfort you needed in such times and to hear him say something you longed for, for years— it rained down on you, causing for great relief, only to be expressed with silent cries as you both walked in silence to your apartment. Hopefully he didn’t hear your sniffling.
If he was honest, saying I love you was easier than he expected. He longed to say those words in better circumstances, but it seemed necessary for him to finally express his feelings— instead of just depending on the fact that you knew how both of you felt. And just like that, as he allowed your silence to get to him, he heard your subtle sniffles, making his head turn to you, eyebrows raised in confusion of your response.
“A-are you crying?” The quietness and concern in his tone only made it all worse, your sniffle turned into a soft sob trying to hide your face with your hair even more. As much as Yoongi would like to react by apologizing, a loud chuckle erupted from within him, making you sob a bit louder and pout at his actions. “Don’t laugh, asshole! You can’t just say stuff like that.” You tried to speed up, your thoughts were clouded by his laugh and loud steps to keep up with you.
He spewed apologies, that only made your pout grow and your eyebrows to furrow— yet at the same time, there’s no way butterflies didn’t flutter in your stomach and your heart wasn’t racing above the speed limit. “Come on, Bimbo. I’m sorry…” Muffled were his laughs, his hand gripped your wrist delicately despite the contrast of his pull on it towards himself, causing your body to slightly jerk back but not to where lingering pain would remain.
Facing each other with few inches of distance, Yoongi contemplated on cupping your cheek to make you look at him. Of course he didn’t, knowing well to make you decide on your own if you wanted to look at him. So with a final sigh, you lifted your head, holding his own wrist. “I’m sorry…” He repeated himself, moving away a loose strand of hair that stuck to your drying cheek. “Love yourself first… I’ll always be here either way.” At your words, Yoongi’s lips parted slightly. His eyes growing wider as he processed the statement.
How much love could you hold for him? Did he really deserved to be loved like this?
Of course you deserve to be loved, Yoongi.
Relaxing his facial features, his lips forming into a calm smile— Yoongi nodded, hand reaching for yours, looking into your eyes, his fingers intertwined with yours, and for once— you knew it would all lead to greatness. It was the start of greatness.
“As long as you love yourself first as well. I’ll be here too.” Shaking his free arm, the sleeve of his jacket slid down his pale flesh, pinky finger and thumb extending whilst the others were folded down. Copying his actions, you intertwined your pinky with his. Both heads lowering to kiss their own thumb. And so, the two strolled towards the apartment that at this point wasn’t as far, letting playful banter be the source of entertainment until reaching the glass building.
Compared to the darkness that ensued on your way to the police station, there were more lights turned on as of now. It was simply ironic how things worked out for the best of you both.
Upon arriving to the building with minimum chatter and whispers due to the quietness of the lobby, both you and Yoongi sped walked towards the elevator to which conversation could be a bit louder. It felt nice, to say the least. As if nothing had happened within the last month and their inner despondence of not having talked to each other, was never there.
So when reaching the door to your apartment, the feeling of familiarity rushed through both of you, even if your hands had to part momentarily for you to open the door to your cold apartment (it didn’t help that there was a large glass wall to work as a window to the living room). If you were quite honest, the only reason you were actually residing in that apartment you only liked when friend visited you— was mostly out of spite to make your mother pay for it. At least that’s the best sort of spitefulness you could come up with as you could never bring yourself to tell her all the truths.

Just like that, this cold and monotone Barney Stinsonesque apartment only became beautiful when those you loved were around and made you happy as well. Like now— another night you had been longing for. Those lovely nights you both often spent together talking about things that bothered you both, letting you reflect on your thoughts along gaining knowledge of the other.
Yoongi has closed the door behind when entering. Removing his shoes and putting them aside (like it’s his custom) he stood shyly by the entrance making you purse your lips, walking his way and wrapping your fingers around his wrist, him having no option but to follow you towards the restroom he’s being dragged to.
“You still need to get cleaned up. Don’t think I’ll forget.” Whining whilst he removed his jacket, Yoongi sat on the low counter, the one you often only used for placing creams and hair accessories (along clothes you’d only toss around, and though you’re thankful you had done laundry earlier in the week— it’s nothing Yoongi wasn’t familiar with.)
As he sat patiently, watching you gather the first aid kit, Yoongi admired all the thing you did for him. There was definitely no necessity for you to go bail him out when Namjoon or Hoseok could’ve done it themselves, yet again they weren’t even allowed to go ask for him. Not only that, you’ve spent many restless nights encouraging him when writing songs and even if he never showed them to you, his smile was enough to let you know he was satisfied with what he wrote. No matter what, Yoongi could never thank you enough for all the support and love you could have for him. If anything, he was glad you came into his life to make it chaotically entertaining with your persona.
“Stop staring.” You’d scold, pouting as you poured some hydrogen peroxide onto a cotton ball after washing your hands to make sure, nothing could infect the wounds. To be honest you doubted if you were supposed to use that in order to clean up his busted lip and some scrapes on his hands and face.
You’d say your mother used that when you’d get injured, but the most harm you’ve ever have gotten was small paper cuts and when you did, that’s what she would use to clean up the wound. Overall you went with your gut, dabbing it on his lip. “Ow, ow, ow! What is that?” Moving back from you, Yoongi held his lip to try and make the stinging go away.
Showing him the bottle, you removed his hand from his lip— not wanting for it to get infected. Along that a silent apology left your lips, holding his cheek to look at the wound. “You can just clean it with water, that’s mostly used for cuts.” Amused with his reaction, a chuckle left your lips nodding just to please him. Reaching for another cotton ball, you used water on it this time, dabbing it gently on his lip. “Ow!” He whined again, making you jump a bit from fright.
“Yoongi, it’s water!” You’d say, making him laugh at you reaction, not noticing how fast your heart was beating from his playful reaction. “Bimbo, it stings.” Pushing his lower lip out in a comically adorable pout, you’d try to sound serious when scolding him. “Stop whining, I’m almost done removing the dry blood. I still have to apply vaseline just in case.”


It’s pleasing to see him act this way. Yoongi often strays away from trying to show this side of him. The one that laughs and jokes around easily. A naturally funny guy that shows off his loving personality when allowed and comfortable.
“To make your lips even more cute and shiny, muah.” Yoongi’s cheeks began to burn up, making you the one to laugh at him now. Pleased with his quiet pout of disapproval you continued cleaning his scrapes carefully, especially the ones on his knuckles and face. “Ow.” He’d whine, holding your arm, whilst your free hand held his face so you could clean the blood near his eye. “How hard did he hit you, these are so small.” You’d mention continuing to rub a small amount of petroleum jelly on the scrapes.
Yoongi only shrugged looking at you, “I think it was mostly done by his rings, his punches were actually kinda soft. For someone who boasts about rocking people’s shits on his own— he’s not that strong.” You hadn’t heard that before. All you knew of Guppy was from experience of being around him whether it was virtually or twenty feet away from him whenever Yoongi was performing and had taken you to the shed with him. Till this day you felt lucky he wasn’t in the building when his father was interviewing you, only being shown a picture of him by his father.
“Yes, I can see,” not minding much his words, your concentration remained on applying the jelly on his cheek. “Umm, let me just— tilt your head up a bit, I have to, umm, put some of the jelly on your lip…”
It was adorable. The way you became flustered easily. So it’s what he thought; his lips turned into a small smirk, tilting his head up a bit to where you found fit. Thanking him quietly, you took a hold of his chin, letting a small bit of jelly fall onto his lip, before delicately spreading it across his lower lip.
His breath fanned against the flesh of your finger whilst the pads of it danced across his lower lip, becoming easy to move around as the jelly was spread. His gaze didn’t help the way you were feeling at this moment, you wished to pull him in for a kiss, a tender one just to see how it felt to be kissed by him… again.
Noticing how useless it was for you to continue spreading around the already applied jelly, you looked away from him, moving back to signal you were done cleaning him up. “Here— take a shower so your muscles can relax. Your clothes are— well you know where your clothes are. I’m going to go get you a towel.”
He couldn’t thank you, you left before he could even part his lips. With a nod to himself, Yoongi stood from his position, walking to your bedroom at his own pace. It wasn’t much different from the last time he stayed the night, the lamps on your night stand remained on, the lights on the walk in closet were on, illuminating the fairly empty closet with only a few hangers actually on the rails. It was crowded with boxes instead of clothes— just your small quirks and memories stored.
Reaching the drawer where his sleeping wear resided, Yoongi oughted to get some sleeping pants and a plain white tee (one of many he’s left behind). If he was honest there were plenty of times he’d often leave his day-before clothes in your apartment, all due to him realizing how late he’d be to the manga shop if he didn’t leave at the moment he was done getting dressed with the clothes he’d bring for the following day.
Seeing how nicely his brief-boxers were lined up, a chuckle of embarrassment left his lips, with a red tint placing itself across his cheeks. Upon hearing the shuffling of your socks against the carpet of your bedroom, Yoongi’s head shot up, turning to look at you, you who only walked past, giving him a small smile when entering the closet.
“Do you really like me to the point of keeping my underwear? You’re kinda weird, y/n.” Your smile dropped, glaring at him, lips slightly agape. “I- Next time I’m just throwing out all your clothes.” You’d playfully say, looking through your own drawers to pull out new PJs that weren’t stiff or smelly from the rain. They most likely weren’t smelly or stiff as you believed, but things taught to you by your mother, tend to stay engraved in your brain— and this small thing did.
It wasn’t long until the shower began running, the sound of water hitting the glass door and tile floor was rather loud, especially as the restroom was only next to the bedroom. So as Yoongi continued showering, you looked through your drawers, pulling out shorts, underwear, and a shirt of his (one of a few you’ve stolen just to sleep peacefully), throwing them to the bed where you laid on waiting for him to get out.
It was such moments in which you’d face the ceiling and allowed the street lights outside to illuminate the bedroom, of course not overpowered by the warmth of the lamps in your room. It’s yellow hue, allowing the familiar feeling of comfort to make this showcase box— into something slightly cozy.
Your body relaxed against the mattress, the comforter devouring it to create the sense of comfort and warmth. Contrast to you, Yoongi’s mind was clouded questioning what would be of him with the ban from the shed, wondering what had happened to the guys, and if Guppy himself had gotten banned— what if Namjoon got banned?! No that wouldn’t be fair... Yoongi had finished showering long ago, but taking your advice (naively) he believed he could relax by being surrounded by the warm water.
Seeing that it didn’t do much rather than make him feel less sweaty, Yoongi turned the keys off. The water faltering as it followed the trail of being turned off. Droplets of water clung onto his body, for such he reached to grab the towel he often placed on bar right next to shower.
“Oh?” Startled by the lack of towel, Yoongi’s lips formed into an ‘o’ something he dismissed with the idea of just grabbing one that’s near— sadly to his luck, you had thrown them into the hamper and hadn’t done any laundry. Along that you had forgotten to hand it to him after his underwear comment.
Embarrassment filled Yoongi. How could he bother you even further for a towel? As much he had decided to just air dry, the moment he opened the glass door, the cold air pushed against his damp body, causing for him to close it once again rapidly before shutting his eyes tightly, hating the idea of yelling for you to bring it to him.
Nonetheless, the steam and warmth inside the shower was disappearing and his body wasn’t anywhere near dry. With a grunt and a shiver, he built the courage to call for you.
Sitting up from your position, you turned to the open door, taking you a few seconds to respond. “Yeah?” Your voiced seemed tired, you had been awake all night and as much as you enjoyed playing around with Yoongi— your body was giving out and all you needed was to fall asleep.
“Can you bring me a towel, please?” How cute. The shyness in his voice was evident it made you giggle, that was until you remembered you had to go in there and to be careful of not looking at him. Taking the towel along your clothes— you agreed, making your way to the bathroom.
The door had been unlocked, meaning you could just walk in there, but with caution you opened the door a bit until you knew when anything wasn’t showing.
“Sorry, I really thought I had brought it in.” Despite his back turning yours, Yoongi manager to understand how fast you were trying to leave, handing him the towel as he slightly opens the door, dropping your clothes on the counter he was sitting on not long ago, only to have the shirt fall to the ground. You didn’t really say anything other than hum as a response, closing the bathroom door behind you. It’ll be funny soon.
Not minding your fleeting, Yoongi stepped out of the shower with the towel already wrapped around his torso. He had managed to dry himself enough to where the cold wasn’t much a problem.
Upon noticing the clothes that that had fallen to the floor, Yoongi crouched down to pick them up. It was until his hand came in contact with the bundle, that the shorts and underwear fell together, causing some sort of panic. As he picked it up, he only gave a small glance to the pale pink undies. He thought they were cute, but knowing what not to do, he turned to the shirt in his hand.
The blush that had settled due to his clumsy mistake and peek— only grew seeing the shirt was his. It was softer than he remembered and to know you would wear it made his heart beat faster. Placing it over the rest of your clothes, Yoongi begun getting dressed wanting to leave the restroom already.
You had been laying on the bed playing a game of solitaire as you waited for him to be done. If it wasn’t for your will to shower already, you most likely had been asleep as of now. Yet hearing the creaking of the bathroom door as it opened, you shot up to look at him. Yoongi who came out looking rather relaxed and more calm than just an hour ago.
“I’m going to make tea.” He announced softly, placing his towel on the top corner of the door for it dry off. Nodding as a response, you stood up making your way to the restroom— towel in hand just so you didn’t have to ask him to bring you the towel.
The cabinet doors were shut at the sound of the shower running. Yoongi had found a box of Jasmine tea, it had been a while since he last had some, so at the moment it looked very appealing.
If being honest, you didn’t really drink tea that much unless you went out to get a tea shop for a cold drink (rarely a warm one). The main reason you had tea and coffee (something else you didn’t drink) was for visitors. Eunwoo enjoyed his tea whilst Yuta enjoyed coffee. Of course you didn’t want to seem like a bad host despite your playful treatment to either of them.
So as Yoongi allowed the water to become hot, he placed the tea bags on two mugs. One for you and the other for him. Compared to you, Yoongi really liked his coffee but at this time, tea seemed most appropriate (even though it was almost six in the morning). As you took your time, he stood by the stove watching the pot until steam would come out of it.
You had already gotten out the shower by the time the steam had kept coming out of the pot, your hair wrapped up with an extra towel you used for such purpose. Whilst you kept on getting ready, the male in the kitchen poured out the water onto the mugs that were already containing tea bags. (Yes, your lack of consumption didn’t allow you to spend money on tea leaves despite not knowing if it was cheaper than a tea bag or not.)
Never had he gotten you tea before, so as to ask if you wanted any sugar— Yoongi placed down the sugar container, putting the lid on, just to be met by you walking to the couch with a hairbrush in hand. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t seen you like this before.
Many nights he’s seen you in your natural state, but tonight it felt oddly different. Perhaps it was just the way his shirt looked on you and how flustered he felt to know you used it for sleeping. It was endearing, watching you brush your hair from his stance in the kitchen— it felt right, just at home.
“Do you put sugar on your tea?” Your head turned to look at him, nodding as a response. “How much?” “Three is fine.” That would have to do, though it’s more than he’d take, he just did as you said; making his way towards you on the couch with both mugs at hand.
Sitting beside you after placing the almost full mugs on the coffee table in front of you, Yoongi turned to you as you finished brushing your hair. “Come here…” Patting his thigh, you nodded standing up. You didn’t give much thought about it, sitting on Yoongi’s lap wasn’t anything new if you were honest. In many occasions you did have to sit on his lap when riding on Yuta’s or Hoseok’s car. They weren’t necessarily small cars, but most of the times it would become crowded if more people rode with them.
Yet it wasn’t just sitting on his lap, it was more of straddling his thigh and though you’ve only done so once, the feeling wasn’t that unfamiliar… Shifting around to where you felt comfortable, Yoongi held unto your waist until you just moved forward to rest your head on his shoulder.
Quite romantic.
His arms moved from your waist to around you, holding you as you held him. Just as your head rested on his shoulder, his head rested on top of your head. “I’m sorry…” “Huh?” Yoongi didn’t turn to look at you as he continued to speak. “I’m sorry for what I said.” Stirring around to look at his face, your eyebrows furrowed. “I told you it’s fine now.” You tried comforting him, letting him know it was all in the past and despite how hard it hit you— your understanding of the situation was clear and to forgive and forget was easier than holding a grudge.
“I know, but…” His fingers threaded through your hair, brushing strands away and in a sense used it for his own entertainment to process his thoughts. “I really shouldn’t have said that. I don’t even know why I thought it was you in the first place— I know better than that.” His leg began shaking, moving you with it. “If I’m entirely honest, Guppy didn’t have to tell me it was Mani. Hoseok saw her give it to him, he just wanted to get more evidence—“ You didn’t pay attention to anything he said as much as you tried. 
Every time he shook his leg, the vibration went straight to your core. You tried hard not to feel that way. You were going to tell him what he was doing, but the pleasure of his fingers running through your hair, gracing your scalp caused for you to hold off any words coming out of your mouth, fearing something else more explicit to leave.
Gradually as he continued talking and the feeling of him playing with your hair became harder to contain, you bit your lower lip, face getting closer to the crook of his neck. Tragic how thin the shorts you wore to sleep were, if they weren’t— you doubt you would find yourself aroused by the gracing feeling of Yoongi’s clothed thigh against your arousal point.
It also had been a while since you were last touched. Upon developing feelings for the man who was making you feel the way he was at the moment, no one else caught your eye nor did you feel the need to look for another body.
But to be touched by the one you adore and crave— that’s a total different experience. Sure if you didn’t care much for Yoongi, you’d feel some type of common arousal— this was different, years of lingering stares and touches were randomly popping up. The seemingly innocent actions were looking pretty lewd now, and the way his lips formed as he kept talking was doing things to you.
Balling up the fabric of his shirt in your fist, he continued to talk as you unintentionally ignored him. From the position your head was laid upon, you admired the beauty Min Yoongi was. His lips rather pink formed into pouts when talking and if he smiled he’d habitually run his tongue across his lower lip. It didn’t help at all that he was bouncing his leg, causing the friction of it all to go straight against your clit.
So as he kept moving his leg up and down at his own pace, his lips looking tempting from your angle, the feeling of his fingers caressing your waist as he held you, and the feeling of his fingers running through your ha— “Yoongi…” you moaned out his name, your lower lip buried under your teeth and upper lip as you hid your face against his chest. He had come across a knot on your hair, pulling the last straw on your restraints.
Yoongi turned to look at you, his cheeks red from what he had heard. Upon seeing his shirt being held by your fist, one of his hands holding you whilst the other ran through your hair, and the way his leg gradually stopped shaking— Yoongi realized the effects he held against you. How vulnerable you had become at the moment and all because of him. The warmth between your legs radiated to his thigh and with such he understood.
“Look at me.” His demanding tone made you shut your eyes fearing he’d scold you for these perverted thoughts, but as you met his naturally dark eyes— they shined with pride and dominance. His stare causing for the warmth between your legs to grow and he for sure felt it.
You sat up a bit in order to feel comfortable again, such position allowed for Yoongi to hold you tighter against him, faces closer than before.
“I’ll stop if you want.”
He tried hiding his enthusiasm at hearing your plea. His grip on you waist tightened and his face only got closer to yours. “Sure?” Nodding, you leaned closer to him as well, body relaxing as you held onto his thighs. The slightest move could cause for your lips to grace against each other’s, but it seemed neither Yoongi and you wanted to wait longer as both closed the distance between each other.
The feeling of his lips against yours was something you missed and had only experienced once’s (but that’s for another time (or perhaps an untold story). You could taste the tea on his tongue, the small sips he had taken to make sure it was the way he liked it. His lips were a mixture of chapped and soft— not completely chapped but not completely soft.
Yoongi hadn’t stopped moving his leg in the time being, as your lips moved against each other’s— the feeling at the pit of your stomach kept growing. Some sensitivity was beginning to build up and he kept going and you held unto him for support, your hands kept inching upwards. He didn’t stop you, he knew where he wanted your hand at the moment, after all the way you looked was making the restrains of his sleeping pants to grow tighter.
And so as your hand finally ended on top of his crotch, Yoongi groaned holding onto your waist, causing for the kiss to break and his gaze to fall upon yours. His face was adorned with a red tint across his cheeks, a beautiful way of littering. He bit his lower lip as you held onto him, hand crawling upwards until it met the hem of his bottoms. You leaned forward planting tender pecks on the corners of his mouth and center of his lips. Looking upwards to him as to ask for permission, he agreed lifting his hips upward and lowering the restrains.
It was glorious how smooth it was all going, no need for words as both of you knew what each other wanted. His hands had moved to hold your face, connecting his lips to yours once again whilst your hand took a hold of him, thumb gracing his tip in case of pre-cum. Spreading it around to make the pumping easier, Yoongi moaned against your mouth again, the wetness between your legs began to grow and even though he wasn’t moving his leg anymore, your hip started moving back and forth in order to create friction between the both of you.
Your focus was on him, the feeling of his hard cock in your palm. You’d lie if you said you didn’t enjoy the intimacy of touching him, of knowing you were the one to make him whimper from both arousal and sensitivity. Your wrist moved up and down, hand twisting from time to time to make some sort of friction.
Yoongi would throw his head back slightly almost every time he was to moan. It seemed overwhelming to feel your wetness against his thigh along the pleasure you were making him feel. Euphoric, that’s how he felt under you.
You removed your sight from his face, leaning closer to his neck to connect your lips to the warm flesh. Your lips wrapping around a patch of his skin, kissing it softly for starters only to change in suckling softly at it. He removed his grip on your shoulder and went back to your waist, pushing you down a bit forcefully, resulting for you to moan against his neck when feeling the hard pleasure of his thigh against your clit.
“It’s okay…” he’d state as he held your hips helping you move them with much easiness against his thigh. Your lips kept kissing at his neck, teeth softly nipping at the wet patch you had created, allowing soft grunts to leave his lips whilst your hand kept stroking at his shaft. It became easier as the minutes went on and instead of your lips being on his neck, they once again were on his lips.
They became sloppier, open mouth kisses were rushed as he helped your hips move back and forth to were the pit of pleasure in your gut was ready to gush. Yoongi himself wasn’t that far away, he was ready to cum but if he was to have an orgasm, he wanted to be inside of you first.
He allowed for you to keep on pumping at his shaft until he couldn’t edge himself any more. Along that your whimpers were getting louder, the friction of the cloth against your clit was becoming rougher and you were on the brim on coming, with only a few more moves you could come undone against his thigh, but as time did— he stopped you, hand going up to hold your face and look at the desperation in your eyes. “I want to be inside of you first.”

‘Fuck!’ You’d learn to scream inside your head. Fuck, how long you’ve dreamt of such scenario. How much you longed and as of now craved to feel Min Yoongi inside of you, feel him deep inside of you— as much as you both could. You didn’t speak, you only went straight in kissing his jaw, hands sliding up his shirt as affirmation that you wanted the same thing as Yoongi himself.
His hands would move to your ass, grip tightening as your kisses on his jaw and neck became rougher, making him tilt his head to give you more space in littering his neck (you weren’t safe either, in matter of minutes he planned on tainting your skin with his kisses and bites). “Fill me whole…” Your words came out as a whisper against his neck, his grip was much harder now making a groan leave your lips and causing the vibration of them against the shell of his earlobe to make him jolt up, ready to head towards the bedroom.
You stumbled a bit when you both stood up, but nothing the grip he held on your wrist couldn’t stop. The tea he had made was now cold, pitiful how it was made and soon abandoned.
Both of you had moved quickly when getting to your bedroom. The lights had been on since you’d both arrive and as of now, you found yourself removing Yoongi’s shirt, leaving him in only his sleeping pants— wet stain visible enough for him to throw a mocking smirk at you, for you pull at your shirt from both arousal and embarrassment.
You kissed his chest as you got closer to him, pulling his sleeping pants and brief-boxers down, crouching down as you got to eye level with his crotch. Your intentions were to please him— please him with your mouth, his tip already in your mouth as you tried going further in having him whole, but of course you needed to slow down first, nothing good came out of rushing.
Kissing the head of his cock, your tongue playfully ran across the slit of the tip, making Yoongi feel a bit sensitive— fearing he’d come with just your mouth. Therefore as you went in to try the same technique he stopped you, hand on your shoulder, watching your questioning eyes whilst your wrist had a mind of its own, jerking him off further more.
His chest rose whilst looking at you, hating how tempting you looked under his gaze. Throwing his head back and running his fingers through his hair, Yoongi took a hold of your arms pulling you up to greet you with a kiss. He could taste himself but not to any overwhelming state, it was subtle.
“Come on, I can’t hold it much longer.” He had sat you on the bed, making you raise your arms to remove your shirt. Laying you down to remove your shorts and underwear, Yoongi bit his lower lip looking at you, how you were spread out for him and only him. Lowering his body to where he hovered over you— your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to where your lips could meet again, sloppy kisses but at the same time just as great. His tongue messed with your lower lip, causing for you to allow him into your mouth; his hand moving from your hip upwards to cup your left breast, massaging it as you both kissed.
His leg between yours would come in contact with your core, his slight movement letting friction build up and a moan to erupt from your lips. Kissing you once more, he moved his body to lay next to you, right hand slithering down you both to lay where his leg was just laying upon. The simple feeling of his hand closer to where you needed him the most was causing for desperation to build up. Taking his hand with yours, you moved it to where he could feel the radiating warmth and the wetness you were creating from all he was doing to you. “Touch me, please…”
Yoongi didn’t hesitate, his hand pushed your thighs apart, giving him access as his index finger ran up your lips making you shudder a bit from the sensation. You giggled bitting your lip when he turned to look at you, kissing your chest whilst his lips lowered down to take your left breast into his mouth, tongue playing with your sensitive nub.
Your fingers ran through his hair, it was slightly damp from the shower but not to the point that it was as noticeable. The way his tongue swiveled around the nub made goosebumps form on your skin, the warmth of his mouth contrasting with the coolness your naked flesh had gathered. 
Nonetheless your core didn’t share the same temperature as your skin. It was warm and wet, his fingers teased at your clit and the touch sensitivity. His finger pads toyed with your entrance, softly gracing it but never putting a finger in you. 
You wanted to kiss him again, but it seemed his plan on littering your skin as well kept going as his lips now found themselves caressing the crook of your neck. His fingers kept on toying with your entrance whilst his thumb played with your clit, softly rubbing it. “Yoongi please...” 
Your pleas were his fuel, his lips traveled from your neck to your jaw, all to your lips, falling upon them to shut you up as his middle finger slowly inserted itself within you. Despite it being foreplay, the way your walls surrounded his finger signaled it was a good way to stretch you out after the long time. 
To follow suit, he inserted his ring finger, helping the other create scissoring motions inside you as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. While going at it the thought of how he didn’t need any sort of lube to get his fingers inside of you, made a smile form on his lips, smiling against the kiss as he kept his actions going. 
His fingers thrusted deep in you, his thumb trying hard to keep the same pleasurable friction on your clit but as he kept going and as your moans against his lips kept growing louder, he knew when to pull them out— trying to avoid your orgasm along his sadistic tendencies of edging you, took the best of him. 
As he pulled out his fingers, his teeth took your lower lip between his, a playful gesture that made you smirk his way as he parted, cliche-like taking his arousal coated fingers into his mouth, licking away your juices as he moaned to confirm how good you tasted to him. 
You’d giggle but at the same time it was highly arousing. To have him in front of you and take your taste so easily as if it was the last thing he’d taste—you. 
“Condoms?” He’d ask wondering if you kept any of the free boxes Linda gave every single one of her employees once a month. Even though you knew you wouldn’t have sex with a random guy, being prepared was always the way to go. 
“Yeah in my panty drawer.” Beautiful how natural and shameless that came out. You didn’t care for anything at all as long as you had Yoongi with you. So as he stood and walked away from the bed to your drawer (obviously digging around for them) a smile of satisfaction finally placed itself on your face. This was long overdo and to have him with you— it’s all you asked for. 
Yoongi’s face radiantly glowed, a smile placed on his lips as he approached you with a black foil packet in his hand, fingers ripping at it to remove the latex material that he roll down his cock just to finally continue what you both really needed now. You laid yourself down awaiting for him to hover over you.
His body towered yours as he lowered himself, thumb continuing to tease your sensitive clit that felt hot even after he removed his fingers. “Do you want me to continue?” Yoongi would ask, his lips leaving tender kisses on your cheeks and neck, gracing your own lips as they moved locations. 
Wrapping your arms around his neck to answer his question, you kissed him. Allowing his tongue to roam your mouth, as well to play around with your own tongue.
Your legs caging his torso whilst your heels pushed at his ass, letting him know that indeed, you were ready. Even so without words, he nodded adjusting his position before lower between your legs. Taking his right hand to guide himself when meeting at your opening. 
The feeling of his tip was in every sense so different than his fingers. The girth making the process slightly difficult but it wasn’t something you couldn’t endure. So as you held unto his shoulders and he kissed you to muffle your moans, Yoongi pushed through for what you both believe was good enough. 
Staying still for a few seconds to help you adjust, he held onto your waist just waiting for a signal to let him know when to move. As your heels dig deeper into his ass, Yoongi chuckled when leaning it to kiss you. 
His hips gently trusted against yours, slowly to create a pace. Noticing as your moans didn’t leave, his pace only picked up. His pelvic bone beginning to hit your clit. Sitting up properly, Yoongi made sure your legs weren’t wrapped around him anymore, instead he placed a pillow under your ass, lifting your hips. 
With a new position, his thrust became harder, hands falling upon your breasts as they groped them. His fingers twisting your nipples to harden them. “Yoongi…” that was the start of your soon louder moans, hands going to hold onto his forearm as he teased you. “Say it louder.” His words came out choppy but as his right hand left your tit, it traveled to mess with your clit again. Causing for your body to shake at how sensitive your clit had become. 
Amused by your reaction, Yoongi chuckled whilst leaning down to capture your lips into another kiss. His thrusts seeming to become rougher as he went. In fact him leaning forward when your lower half was supported by the pillow underneath you, helped him go deeper in you. 
You didn’t let such opportunity go to waste. As Yoongi snapped his hips forward, you helped by rolling your hips against him. He groaned against your lips as the two kissed, his left arm going above your head to support himself. “Harder— please!” You’d whine at the sensation of your clit rubbing in circles against his pelvic bone. 
With your request, he moaned against your lips. Picking up his pace, Yoongi pulled out of you only to slam harder at a pattern, making you moan loudly against his ear. Hands beginning to take a tight hold on his shoulders, nails clinging onto his skin to create crescent shaped figures from the pleasure he was making you feel. 
You felt him at your hilt. The clenching of your walls around him made you feel him whole and it didn’t help that he tried going deeper with every thrust he gave. Min Yoongi was extremely talented in this and he made sure not to leave a single detail out. Letting you moan as loudly as you wanted even if it was against his ear. 
Ironic how loud you were being by just his hard thrusts and pelvic rubbing. You always believed you weren’t a vocal person, never in the first two years of college had you found yourself doing such actions but if you’re to talk, no college kid would be experienced at eighteen. It’s one thing to compare sex with someone your age to Yoongi who has lived a few years more than you along the fact that he has lived his life as he pleased. 
Sitting up to his previous position, Yoongi took a hold of your thighs, his thrusts maintaining the pace as he had just seconds prior. Fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs. If he was honest, Yoongi was so close to coming and he just wanted you to do it first. Being in the position he found himself in right now, his left hand placed pressure below your stomach, pushing down delicately whilst his index and middle finger worked rapidly to rub at your clit. “Come on, cum for me.” He’d whisper at his actions, long hard thrusts making you moan his name again. 
Your head kept turning from side to side whilst you held onto a pillow below your head. The mixture of Yoongi’s rough thrusts, rapidly pleasing clit teasing, and silent groans, you were only seconds from coming. 
With such, you rotated your hips against his pelvis making his fingers catch up with clit. “Fuck, y/n,” He’d whine keeping his pace steady. With such feeling your legs began to give out on you, shaking at the feeling of Yoongi’s cock deep within you, your walls kept clenching around him. Wanting nothing else to milk him already. So as he kept his pace at both thrusting and rubbing at your clit, a loud cry left your lips, hand holding the arm that rubbed at your clit.
Your whimpers became louder, his hips slamming hard against you and as you were soon to come, your help pushed at him to get him deeper. “So needy, bimbo.” He’d comment making you moan when pulling him in for a kiss. “Please, Yoongi. I want to cum so badly…” it came out in a breath, his fingers rubbing rapidly at your clit and causing for you to shake. “Fuck, fuck… Oh my— Yoongi, please!” He held no protests in you coming, in fact if he kept you from coming he couldn’t cum himself. 
So as he rushed his pace at pleasuring you through rubbing your clit, he removed his hand, lowering his body so his pelvic bone would rub against your clit again. Sensitivity overpowering his motive. 
With your heels pushing him forward and his hard thrusts, you couldn’t hold it much longer, pulling at his hair whilst he coo’ed you to let go and cum for him. With a final thrust in order to get you off, a scream erupted from deep down you, feeling yourself clench right around him whilst he was still in you. 
Your body had tried to relax but he made no effort to do so, his fingers going to rub at your clit again whilst his thrust had stopped, making a build up of overstimulation to grow in you. Your whines were louder than before and the feeling of his pleasurable torture wasn’t helping your sensitivity. You couldn’t take it anymore in fact, you had enough to the point of holding his wrist trying to push it back when he just chuckled at your state, leaning in to give you apologetic kisses. 
It didn’t mean he was done, of course. Even if he had stopped your over stimulation, his hips jolted forward, causing you go moan against his lip. They were getting sloppy by the minute, his hand taking a tight grip on your waist as he kept going, but it only took one last rough thrust and you to squeeze him in for a loud moan against your ear to signal he was done and had finally cum. Of course the warmth of the condom that remained in you was a dead give away. 
It felt warm and full. Sure he hadn’t coated your walls with his cum, but it felt the part to have him covered still inside of you as his body had collapsed on top of you out of exhaustion. 
Letting a few minutes pass by before beginning to clean up, your fingers ran through his sweaty hair, his head laying on your chest whilst you caressed him. “I should’ve asked first.” Confusion surged at his statement. Looking down at him, he only shrugged kissing the corner of your mouth. 
“Asked what?” Through silent atmospheres, he turned to you again, smiling as he began to speak. “I should’ve asked you to be mine, first. To be my girlfriend finally so we can stop pretending we’ve never felt like this. I want you to be mine...”
His eyes had fallen upon yours, awaiting your answer as if he didn’t know it already, but sometimes confirmation was the answer. He wasn’t wrong though, it was time to own up your feelings and ignore your old stupid habits of neglecting feelings for each other. “I’d love to be your girlfriend...” it came out as a soft whisper. The activities and the time it had come to be were making you both grow tired but at least things with the man you loved, had finally come true. 
Filled with joy in his heart and chest, Yoongi sat up straight to hold your face for a kiss. He was ecstatic. You were finally his and he was yours. The love you both had tried to neglect for so long was finally here. With your lips separating and a smile in both your lips, he helped you sit up eventually stand up due to soreness. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” With a smile you nodded his way, holding his hand. 
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kimnjss · 27 days ago
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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smaubts · 6 months ago
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"guess what dumbass? we've been real dating this whole time"
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pairing: min yoongi x reader
genre: enemies au; fake dating au; crack au; e2l;
summary: in which yoongi accidentally tells his ex he's dating y/n, his sworn enemy, which leads to him and his friends to create a plan envolving his sworn enemy y/n and fake dating her. a very platonic and fake relationship turns awkward when unexpected feelings arise.
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— m a s t e r l i s t:
part one. lying RAT
part two. evil plan
part three. disgusting. i threw up.
part four. eliminate facts
part five. saying no
part six. forbidden name
part seven. nothing illegal
part eight. call me baby
part nine. zombie brain
part ten. seokjin's big brain
part eleven. other skills
part twelve. running FAST
part thirteen. no? yes?
part fourteen. life's a circus
part fifteen. clowns license
part sixteen. STOLE MY CAR
part seventeen. THE boyfriend
part eighteen. dumbass actions
part nineteen. babies
part twenty. guess WHAT
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bts-reveries · 2 years ago
daddy diaries + text below images
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“So how long is your wishlist going to be?” Yoongi asks his daughter. Hana smiled big and spread her arms as wide as she can.
“This big!!” She held her arms so far apart, her face began to contort in pain. Yoongi chuckles and shakes his head, grabbing his daughter’s little hand and continuing to walk.
“Wahh~~ that’s so big. But that’s okay, daddy’s going to do his best to get you every single thing on that list.” At this, Hana began to jump up and down, looking up to her father.
“So does this mean I’m going to have a party with Minseok, and Soojin, and Haneul, and Moonji, and Sian?!?!” Yoongi can’t help but smile widely at this, his gums making an appearance. His daughter loves her cousins. ‘Cousins’. They weren’t blood related, but they were closer than family ever was or would be.
“Of course princess, are they the only ones you want over?”
“Well I want Uncle Jin~ and Uncle Joonie~ and Uncle Taetae~ and Uncle Hobi~ and Uncle Jimin~ and Uncle Kookie too!” Yoongi can’t help but just squish her chubby cheeks, making her giggle.
“I think you’re forgetting some people silly.” Hana scrunches her brows and makes her thinking face, tapping on her chin with her little finger.
“Oh! Their mommies and almost Auntie Yuna!” Yoongi laughs at the ‘almost auntie’. Jimin was getting married in a couple of months and Hana has been talking non stop about being a flower girl for the wedding. She even practiced the other night using a box of tissues. It wasn’t a pretty sight to see when Yoongi came back out of the bathroom to see the living room covered with clean, unused tissues, but hearing Hana’s reason made Yoongi’s heart ache. But I was just practicing for Uncle Jimin’s wedding daddy. How could you get mad at that?
“So what else is on your wishlist sweetie?” He asks as if he didn’t peek at it while she was writing. Two things for sure on there was the party and a cake but that’s all he saw before she took it and ran away to write it in a different room. Pretty normal stuff if you ask him, but Yoongi’s not complaining. This’ll make everything much easier for him to give her a birthday she would never forget.
“I want the prettiest and yummiest cake!”
“Well your birthday isn’t for another two weeks, we could look around for bakeries that make special cakes for princesses who’s turning four for right now, right? Then we’ll order it the day before.” Hana nods, giving her dad a smile and a big thumbs up.
“Now where should we start,” Yoongi says, more to himself than Hana, scanning the streets for any nearby bakeries.
“Daddy!” Hana yells, pulling on Yoongi’s sleeve. Yoongi looks down and sees Hana pointing to something a few stores down. Immediately he looks up, lips in a pout and he sees a bakery with the sign ‘Grand Opening.’
“Oh, what a coincidence.”
“It’s fateeee~!” Hana yells, letting go of her dad’s hand and running towards the shop with pretty pink balloons tied to the door handle.
“Hana!” Yoongi yells. Mumbling something underneath his breath before running after her. She was too fast for her father and slipped into the shop before he could catch up to her.
Grabbing the handle and stepping in, Yoongi’s eyes scanned the place. His eyes started from the white tables, to the countertop filled with cakes and cookies, to the vase full of fresh flowers by the cash register, and to the little girl standing in front of it.
Yoongi sighs, walking up to the little girl and grabbing her hand, squatting down to reach her eye level.
“Hey missy, it might almost be your birthday, but you can’t just run off like that thinking you can get away with it.” Her eyes flutters from her dad, to the lady with the name tag that read ‘yn’, standing behind the counter.
Yoongi’s eyes glanced up at you. Getting up to quickly apologize.
“I’m sorry if my daughter has bothered you.” You quickly shake your head and start waving your hands frantically.
“Oh no no no! She hasn’t! Don’t worry,” you laugh. “She was just telling me how you two were looking for the perfect cake for her birthday.”
Yoongi sighs, “yes, we actually were. And it just so happens that we saw your bakery right when we were talking about it. So grand opening huh?”
You smile and nod, “yeah, I opened up just today. It must be fate.”
“See daddy, I told you!”
“Yeah, yeah, next time, no running off without me, understood?” Hana nods apologetically.
“Alright, now give me a kiss and then go look around and pick whatever you want.”
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daddy diaries
❀part one: it’s fate❀
→ singledad!yoongi x baker!reader
a/n: so here’s a short one where yn and yoongi meet. happy grand opening to you and your bakery!
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kimnjss · a month ago
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
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luneguk · 3 years ago
Bad Love - Yoonmin Au!
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(Based on this moodboard by @yo0nmint )
In BH-high-school, there’s groups, which students call gangs only for the aesthetics. Skaters with skaters, drama kids with drama kids, populars with populars.... but what would happen when someone from the Bad Guys Gang starts having feelings for someone from the Cute Guys Gang?
Bad Gang:
Yoongi: the schools bad boy. Everyone fears him, but no one knows why. No one knows what he did to get that reputation but it’s just how it is. He is told to be cold hearted and an asshole, but should a person like that fall for the schools pink boy, Jimin?
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Namjoon: first time a nerd is in the bad boys group, right? Namjoon isn’t really the baddest, he just has the aesthetics and by being Yoongi’s friends and wearing leather jackets you’re automatically inside the Bad Gang. He’s neighbors with a cute gang member, we’ll get onto that later.
Jungkook: He doesn’t talk, definitely bad at social situations, he was left aside at first, when Yoongi decided to talk to him, everything changes. Jungkook isn’t the shy kid he was anymore, he grew thick skin which is getting lightly damaged by a certain member in the cute gang, but no one should know about that, right?
Hoseok: Is he an asshole? Nah. Is he socially awkward? Nah. Why is he in the Bad Gang then? Oh, that’s simple. His father is one of the biggest CEOs in Seoul. When his mother died he started smoking and getting into some deep shit... Yoongi and Namjoon helped him through, so even if that’s over now, reputation stays.
Effy: Hoseoks half sister. His father married a woman who happened to have a daughter of his age. They are best friends now, and since she likes wearing all black, everyone thought she was in the gang, so they just made it official, because why not?
Cute Gang:
Jimin: This openly gay boy had been bullied for over a decade now. It all started when he was 6 and he started wearing hair accessories just because he liked them. He ignored the comments and kept being himself. But life just got harder now, when the skater gang decided to start messing with his pink hair and cute clothes.
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Taehyung: This kid is just being himself. He loves being loud and showing his weird personality off. But when it comes to love he’s the most awkward person ever, and since Jungkook appeared in the schools corridors, Tae was fucked.
Seokjin: He loves cooking and pink shirts. He’s also Namjoon’s neighbour, and they both would be lying if they said nothing has ever happened between them, specially after last summer. They just need to get their shit together.
Ninna: Jimin’s best friend since childhood. She’s the only one that understands the struggle Jimin will go through in this au, since she’s been crushing on Effy since she got to the city. But of course, why would Effy like her back? Does she even like girls? Ninna is confused.
Lara: Ninna’s friend. Her only girl friend that knows about her sexuality and loves her the same. She also helps Ninna with the Effy problem, but what if he finds Effy’s brother Oh-So-Cute.... would that be betrayal? Is she being selfish?
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bts-reveries · 2 years ago
daddy diaries
Jimin and Yuna. Now together as husband and wife. The wedding was beautiful and  there wasn’t a dry eye that day! You bawled your eyes out as you watched your two friends vow to be together forever and have their first kiss as a married couple. The anxiousness of seeing Yoongi was long forgotten. Too busy focusing on the couple and the cute little flower girls and ring bearers. But that doesn’t mean your eyes didn’t wander to his figure as you watched him walk down the aisle and stand next to the other groomsmen. You hated how good he looked in a suit.
Now, it’s the reception. The couple shared a single table in the middle of the reception hall, giggling together and what not. There you were, sitting in a huuuuuge table for your group. Rina sat on your left, and Taehyung on your right. Right across from you was a smiling Hana. She giggled, pulling your attention away from the food over to her. You didn’t know why, but she just kept smiling at you. You smiled back, waving to her, not knowing exactly what was so funny, but you shrugged it off as nothing. 
“Yn,” Taehyung says, pulling your attention away from what you were eating. The food was good and everyone was talking to each other, so you kept quiet to yourself, just thinking.
“Hm?” You replied, not knowing that every time you looked away, Yoongi’s eyes followed you. 
“Aren’t you going to talk to--” Taehyung nods his head over to Yoongi’s. You shrink back a little and shake your head no.
“Why not?” he asks.
“I don’t know what to say? He kind of was the one to break up with me, you know.”
“Yes, but why not talk things out?” You shake your head again.
“I don’t want to talk, unless he does it first.” Taehyung nods in understanding. You turn forwards, but this time, a little hand pulls on your dress. Sian stands beside you, grabbing your hand and he pulls you up, dragging you to the dance floor without a single word, making you and Rina laugh. While you were distracted with the little one, Taehyung looks over at Yoongi and gives him a signal, then he looks over at Rina, mumbling a thanks. Rina winks at him, turning to talk to Jungkook, who was busy stuffing his mouth with food. So far, the plan was working out well. Taehyung may or may not have asked the whole group for their help. You would be surprised how good the kids are at keeping their secret. 
“Sianie, you gotta do what I say, okay buddy?” Taehyung says, bent down to Sian’s level as he gets his hair curled by his mom. He tilts his head to the side, and Taehyung fills him in with the information. 
“Do you like Yn noona?” Taehyung asks, instantly, Sian smiles, nodding his head.
“Ah! Sianie, don’t move,” Rina scolds, making Sian smile sheepishly, looking up from his mom to Taehyung. 
“Well, do you like her enough for her to be your new auntie?” The question makes Rina giggle and Sian’s eyes wide. This time, he answers with a hum to avoid another scolding from his mom.
“Okay, then do what I say alright?” Sian smiles brightly, listening intently. Pretend spy, Sian’s favorite game to play with his dad,  is finally coming in handy.   
You couldn’t stop giggling as Sian pulls you to the center of the dance floor, cutely jumping around and dancing. The both of you look over at the table, laughing, when your eyes locked with Yoongi’s. You quickly look away and faced Sian instead. The small moment making your heartbeat intensely. 
“Alright everyone,” a voice says over the loudspeakers. The two of you look over to the source of the voice. Jung Hoseok and Kim Taehyung. Tonight’s MCs. 
“We will start the night off with a surprise performance from the groom himself,” Hoseok announces. Yuna’s eyes widened in surprise as she watched Jimin stand up from their table. A mic is passed down to him, and Yuna is already crying with tears of joy as the music began to play. Sian pulls on your hand, trying to catch your attention, and he grabs the other, swaying you to the beat of the song. You can’t help but laugh at his cute gestures. From the table, Rina was crying while taking a video of the two of you on her phone. While Jungkook laughed at her, grabbing a napkin and dabbing her cheeks, trying not to smudge her makeup.
“Daddy let’s gooo~” Hana says, pulling Yoongi up, according to plan. Yoongi knows exactly what she’s doing, and he follows along, letting his daughter drag him up onto the dance floor where the two of you were. 
Hana smiles and waves at you, you smile back as you watch the father-daughter duo sway and dance next to you. You look up at Yoongi and the two of you lock eyes. You politely give him a smile, shifting your eyes back down towards the little man in front of you. Hana looks up at her dad and give him the nod, letting go of Yoongi’s hand and walking over to Sian. She looks up to you and asks if she can dance with him and your eyebrows rise in surprise. 
“Yeah, of course sweetie, go ahead,” you say, watching Hana’s eyes light up as she takes Sian away from you. You let out a small sigh, awkwardly playing with your fingers as you stand there, next to Yoongi, watching Jimin sing to his wife. Yoongi had his hands in his pocket, shifting his eyes from Jimin, to you. He turns slightly to talk to you but right when his mouth opened, everyone began to clap, meaning the song’s over and it’s too late to ask for a dance. Yoongi sighs, you walk away to sit back to your seat and Yoongi’s eyes follows you. There’s a few hours left tonight, I still have a chance.
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The night was coming to an end, and unfortunately, the plan wasn’t going quite well. It was now time for the bride to throw her bouquet, all the single ladies gathered to the center of the reception hall, waiting to catch the bundle of flowers. Unlike the other girls, you weren’t as eager to catch the bouquet. It was just a superstition. Who cares if you catch it or not? You laugh nervously as the two girls in front of you start pushing each other, in a jokingly way of course. Well, I think they’re joking? You kind of want to catch it just so they can’t. You laugh silently at the thought. 
“Are you guys ready?” Yuna says, turning behind her to look at you guys. She gives you a wink, what’s that supposed to mean? 
“ONE,” she counts down.
“TWO--” she throws it. Not even counting to three, catching everyone off guard. Everything seems to happen so fast that all you knew was your hands were full. The girls around you gasped and your eyes widened. The bouquet of flowers resting in your hands. 
“Aw,” the girls groaned, walking away from the area you were standing in. You were in shock and you turn to look at your friends, all of them smirking. You cocked an eyebrow at them and began to walk towards your table.
When you sat down, Rina looks at you, resting her head on her palm. 
“You know what’s next don’t you?” She says mischievously. You furrow your eyebrows at her. A bunch of ‘woo-ing’ pulled your attention away from your smirky friend and you turn to the couple in front of you. Your eyes widened at the sight. There in front of you was one of your best friends, sitting on a chair, with her newlywed husband underneath her dress.
“W-what the…..” Rina turns to you once more.
“He’s removing the garter from her thigh. Haven’t you been to a wedding before?” You gulp, shaking your head.
“Oh, honey,” Mae says from the opposite side. “Good luck to you.” You watch as her eyes shift to the bouquet of flowers your holding. You don’t know why you’re suddenly nervous, but your heart starts to beat faster. 
Taehyung walks over to the table, heading over to Yoongi. He bends down to whisper in Yoongi’s ear. 
“Hyung, this is your last chance, don’t mess it up.” With that, Taehyung walks away, announcing the next game. Is it called a game?
“Now, all the single men out there, please come to the center.” Taehyung himself stands in the same place you were standing earlier. Seconds after, Namjoon follows, then Yoongi, then Hoseok, and a bunch of other guys you don’t know. Jimin smiles, playing with the garter between his fingers. 
“Ready?” He says to the group. But it seems like he’s saying it straight to Yoongi. Yoongi swallows, watching intently as Jimin pulls back on the garter, shooting it up. All the men’s head tilts upwards, following the garter. Just like the group of girls, they pushed and shoved for the small piece of stretchy fabric. In Yoongi’s head, everything happened in slow motion. But to those who are watching, it couldn’t have happened any faster. Unlike the group of girls, the men congratulated the one who caught the garter, walking back to their seats. Leaving the one who caught the fabric standing in the center all by themselves. You can see the group simultaneously smile as the man turns around. Of course it would be him.
“Go on Yn,” Rina says, pushing you to stand up.
“What are you doing?” you whisper. 
“The lucky lady who caught the bouquet, please come to the center,” Hoseok calls out. Knowing exactly that it’s you. He had a devilish look on his face. Holding tightly to the flowers, you nervously walked up to the center where Yoongi stood. He gives you a soft smile and you smile back.
“Here, sit,” Taehyung says.
“Huh?” You say in confusion.
“Sit,” he repeats. You followed, and sat down slowly. Still unsure as to what was happening. 
“Now, to those who don’t know. This lovely lady is a new addition to our family, Yn, and you all know Yoongi.” Taehyung announces.
“Are you ready to put the garter on Yn, hyung?” Hoseok asks Yoongi through the microphone. Your eyes widen.
“E-excuse me what did you just say?”  The two bachelor in front of you both held mischievous smiles. They both nod towards Yoongi and walked away, leaving the two of you alone.
Suddenly, music blasted through the speakers. Careless Whisper, yeah, that song. Thanks Tae. You groaned as you watched Yoongi slowly walk towards you, bending down on one knee. He gently wraps his hand around your ankle, placing it on his knee, slipping the garter around your foot. 
“USE YOUR TEETH,” you heard from the crowd. Yoongi laughs and it makes you slightly nervous, but you laugh it off. He slips the garter farther up your leg, heat started rushing up your face when his hand slipped underneath your dress. You can feel how hot your cheeks were, you probably looked like a tomato. You glanced over your table and all of your friends were filming this embarrassing moment. How much further is he going to go up??
Which feels like forever, Yoongi finally got up, the crowd cheers and by ‘crowd’, I mean your table. Everyone else just clapped. Hana comes rushing towards you and she tilts her head in confusion.
“Where did the scrunchie go?” Yoongi laughs, bending down to pick up his daughter when Jimin and Yuna came towards the two of you.
“Wait, we need to take a picture!” Hana runs in between you and her dad, smiling already for the picture. You catch Yoongi take a glance at you and he shyly wraps an arm your waist. You all smile as Taehyung takes a picture of the five of you, a new song was playing in the background now. A much softer and slower song. Couples began to stand and dance around you. Mae had her arms around Jin’s neck. Namjoon had Moonji in his arms as they swayed back and forth. And Rina and Jungkook slow danced together like a high school couple at prom. You look around you and aww’d at the cuteness of your friends, when you felt a certain someone’s gaze on you. You turn to Yoongi and he held a hand out, you’re almost hesitant to take it.
“Wanna dance?” He asks, you nod, slowly, finally taking a hold of his hand. The first time in a long time. He pulls you through the group of people, settling in the middle. He places your hands on his shoulder, while his rested on your waist. The both of you feeling the music for a bit before he started talking. 
“I’m sorry,” he says. You smile softly at him and shake your head.
“For what?”
“Not explaining. You know, breaking up with you all of a sudden. I should’ve talked to you first before doing anything. I’m sorry if I hurt you.” You shake your head.
“It’s okay. You mind explaining now? Or..” 
“Hana. She wrote on the list the night of her birthday,” he explains. You nod, letting him just talk instead.
“After I put her down to sleep, I found her list and she added one final wish that night. Something I wasn’t able to fulfill that fast.”
“What was it?” You asked as Yoongi sighed.
“She wanted a new mom, and of course that meant you.” Your mouth fell into an ‘o’ shape. You’ve been having a feeling that Yoongi didn’t want to see you anymore because you were in no match to be Hana’s mom. Or not good enough to be one. 
“It’s not like you wouldn’t be a good mom. You’re already a better one than Hana’s real mom,” he laughed. It’s like he heard what was on your mind. 
“What do you mean a ‘better’ mom?” You questioned. It was the first time you heard about Hana’s mom. No one really talks about her, you don’t know what even happened with her. But you always thought she’d be a sweet person, giving birth to such a sweet girl.
“Hana’s mom and I were on an on and off relationship for a really long time. But when we finally decided to permanently end it, she found out she was pregnant. She didn’t want any part of it but I convince her to keep the baby. I just had to promise her that after she gave birth, we were to never see each other again. She didn’t want to look at Hana after she had her. She left right when she could and she didn’t turn back. She said she wasn’t ready and she wanted to follow her dreams instead. She went abroad after Hana was born, she said I was holding her back from her dreams and didn’t want to ever stay with me ever again. I didn’t really have big dreams then anyways, so I stayed home taking care of Hana and provided for her. The boys and their girls all helped me throughout this time. Hana really changed me for the better, which makes me love her even more.” You stare at him with wide eyes, overwhelmed with his explanation.
“Oh-- I-i’m sorry,” Yoongi laughs, scratching the back of his neck. “Sorry, that was like.. a lot and I didn’t even get to my point.” You shake your head, telling him not to worry and continue.
“So, my point is. Throughout the little time I knew you, you’ve been a much better mother than my ex could’ve been. You gave Hana a chance without me asking, and you loved her unconditionally just because you wanted to. I was just too scared that everything was happening to fast you know? We weren’t dating for that long but it seemed like my daughter already wanted me to marry you. And you know, I wouldn’t mind that. But I was just worried that if something goes wrong, it would affect Hana way harder now since she’s old enough to understand. And the longer we’re together, the more painful it’ll be when it ends, and I didn’t want it to end that way--”
“So you didn’t give me a chance.. Just like Hana’s mom didn’t give her a chance?” Yoongi swallows and nods.
“Yes, and that was my mistake. I realized that I was just doing the worst thing that someone has ever done to me.” You nod, listening intently for what he’s going to say next. 
“So I wanted to do what she didn’t.” He looks you in the eyes, trying to see your reaction. You nod for him to go on.
“I want to give you a chance to be my daughter’s mom. Of course, if you give me a chance to be yours.. again.” Your eyes squint as you smile, and you nod in approval. Without a word, you finally mustered up the courage and confident you were lacking this whole night. You looked down to his lips and back to his eyes. He does the same and you both knew you had the same thing in mind. The song was finally nearing its end, as what you can hear, and you meet Yoongi half way. Your lips touch, your hands moved up to his neck, and you smile into the kiss, realizing that it was your first one.
When you pulled away, the both of you let out a small laugh.
“Aish, finally,” Taehyung groaned. “I’ve repeated the same song at least 3 times already.” The both of you smiled sheepishly and you pull your hands away from Yoongi’s neck.
“Alright everyone, it’s time for the bride and groom to make their speeches,” Taehyung announced. As Jimin and Yuna stand up and take the mics from Taehyung and Hoseok, Yoongi grabs a hold of your hand and takes you back to the table. This time, he takes Taehyung’s seat besides you and he kept his hand interlocked with yours. You looked down at your intertwined hands and you look up to see a smiley Hana. She winks at you and you can’t help but laugh. Was this her plan all along?
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So the night ended with the newlywed couple’s thank you speech. You watched everyone leave, and the seventeen of you stayed back to hang out. All of the kids, minus Haneul, were eating the wedding cake, which kept them busy while the adults all sat in one table, eating and chatting the night away.
“I can’t believe you stole our thunder,” Jimin says, pushing Yoongi’s arm. 
“What do you mean stole your thunder? No one paid any attention to us but you guys,” Yoongi pouts. You laugh, hugging his arm and resting your head on his shoulder. It was true.
“But your guys’ attention is the only one I wanted,” Jimin says, squinting his eyes. 
“I’ll get the attention back,” Yuna says, putting down her fork, smiling at Jimin before facing the group.
“We’re pregnant.” As soon as the two words left her mouth, everyone’s eyes grew wide. Jimin started choking on some chicken.
“What happened to waiting until the wedding Jimin?” You asked, cracking a smile, happy for your two friends. Jimin started to nervously laugh. I’m guessing he’s just finding out too.
“But babe,” Jimin said, “what about the honeymoon baby?” 
“Honeymoon baby?” Yuna asked in confusion.
“Isn’t honeymoons for making babies?” Jimin asks innocently. Jungkook laughed and shrugged.
“I don’t know man, but it’s too late for that now,” Jungkook says getting up to give Yuna a hug and congratulate her. 
“Wah~ Jimin’s a big boy now,” Hoseok laughed, downing a glass of wine. 
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure this baby was made in your house hyung,” Jimin smirks, mimicking Hoseok’s gesture, downing his own glass. It was Hoseok’s turn to choke. 
“Wait.” You say, slowly realizing something. “Yuna, how far along are you?” Jimin turns to her, eager to find out as well.
“Mmm, about.. A month or so?” 
“EW.” You yell, covering your mouth in shock.
“Yn? What’s so ew about that?” Mae asks in confusion.
“Wasn’t the only time you stayed over Hoseok’s house was at the party? The first day I met all of you?”
“Yeaah…?” Hoseok says slowly, trying to follow along with what you’re trying to get to. The two were just trying to avoid any eye contact at the moment. You placed a finger on both sides of your head as you closed your eyes trying to let everything sink in.
“Are you okay?” Yoongi asks you in slight worry.
“Congratulations to the both of you and I love you both dearly, but are you saying that you two made love while I was sleeping in the same bed the night we met.” This time it was Yoongi who choked on some water. Immediately, Hana came running towards the table carrying a juice pouch. 
“Daddy! Are you okay? Drink this,” she says, aiming the straw for Yoongi’s lips.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine honey. I kind of choked on some water so drinking this is probably not going to help,” Yoongi says in between coughs. So instead, Hana went on an alternative and began to wack Yoongi’s back with all her might. When are we not this chaotic?
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After the night has ended, and the kids were knocked out, it was time to part ways. You all said bye to the married couple, tears were shed, most of them being Taehyung’s. Jimin and Yuna are going on their honeymoon for two weeks. You ended the night with hugs, tears, and congratulations on the baby and the marriage. The group was overfilled with joy and you can’t believe that there’s going to be another addition to your huge family. It was a great feeling.
“Taehyung, can you watch Hana for tonight? I’ll pick her up from your place in the morning if that’s okay,” Yoongi asks as he carried a sleeping Hana in his arms. Her head was on his shoulder, drool threatening to spill over his nice suit. 
“OoohH, are you going to try to steal Jimin and Yuna’s thunder again and make a baby of your own,” he winks. “Wah, hyung, I never expected you to be so competitive about love.” Yoongi scoffs.
“Shut up, we’re not planning on having a baby so soon, we’re just catching up on dates. I want to take her out somewhere.” 
“This late hyung? Are you sure you’re not planning on doing anything--” Taehyung looks down at Hana to make sure she was asleep before saying anything he wasn’t supposed to. “You know,” he winks at Yoongi twice, biting his lip, “I mean, Sian, Hana, and the Park baby wasn’t planned either.” Yoongi rolls his eyes.
“You’re annoying, you know that right?” 
“Yes, and you love me for it,” Taehyung says, taking Hana from Yoongi. 
“Have fun on your date hyung,” he winks, walking to his car and leaving Yoongi behind. Yoongi lets out a scoff which was half a laugh when you walked up behind him.
“What was that all about?” You asked. Yoongi shook his head.
“Nothing. He was just being Taehyung.”
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daddy diaries
❀part twenty-eight: use your teeth❀
→ singledad!yoongi x baker!reader
a/n: i know i posted the next au’s masterlist, but daddy diaries is not yet over! i hope everyone liked this part, sorry it’s kinda long and sorry i’m a sucky writer haha, i hope you’ll still like it tho :) also, thank you to those who are already excited for one night light! i can’t wait to start it for you guys to read!!
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kimnjss · 25 days ago
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being stupid
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— he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
↲ masterlist ↳
⇝ taglist: @agustdef @silentlyimpractical @gldnrecs @jaiuneamesolitaiire @preciouschimine @joonies-babyy @dee-ehn @aqtkookie @itsrapmonstanotdancemonsta @seokjinslittledumpling @thecityrain @jeonsshadow @papichulo-knj @amour-quinn @bangtansbun @kooafraid @metaethically @miss-jupiter @tanumiki @yoongiofmine @princecalpal @iridescentstories @jikooksgirl19 @mikrokosmicjoon @hqtetsurou @needingyou2 @alterlovess @ladyarmanto @trinityxsope @myworldisgone11 @yutaeminnie @yoooonie @peachy-tata @paolandotcom @strwberry-jam @certifiedcrazycatlady @hansolsrightnut @btsbangtanbois @rlynotme @morseszn @codeinebelle @rjsmochii @joontopia @knjkitten @tae165 @chocobetterknot @ggukkieland @v3nti @kelitt @taejinminsu​
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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cafevantae · a year ago
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— Fake Love
in which you go from single to ‘engaged’ overnight, all because you don’t want to show up to your ex-boyfriend’s wedding alone
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status: complete
pairing: idol/rapper!yoongi x model!reader
genre: fluff, angst (in the future?), crack(?)
warnings: none
a/n: everyone in this au is a soloist under bighit but not all of them are musicians, some are actors, some are models and some are a mixture!
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🖤 teaser
🖤 profiles
🖤 part one: i am: betrayed
🖤 part two: fiancé
🖤 part three: i just wanna smooch
🖤 part four: yes princess
🖤 part five: rip us
🖤 part six: who r u
🖤 part seven: i’m so confused
🖤 part eight: go to sleep
🖤 part nine: send me your location
🖤 part ten: things we have learned today
🖤 bonus part: cute.
🖤 part eleven point one: we blind
🖤 part eleven point two: engaged
🖤 part twelve: yoongi, yn and their messes
🖤 part thirteen: hey google
🖤 part fourteen: permanent dating
🖤 part fifteen: happy
🖤 part sixteen: dude
🖤 bonus part: click bait articles
🖤 part seventeen: he did not
🖤 part eighteen: good enough
🖤 epilogue
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bts-reveries · 2 years ago
daddy diaries
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daddy diaries
→ singledad!yoongi x baker!reader
a/n: so sorry the intro took forever! i had to have everything planned out first before creating because there may or may not be individual au’s for each of the guys 👀 but anyways! please make sure you not only read the pictures but also what’s below! most likely there’s going to be text on the bottom because they can’t text their child yk🤷🏻‍♀️ also, heads up, the whole au is in the span of four months, that’s it, byee
taglist: @dammit-jjk @io-is-lame @yoongistruth @passionate-hedgehog @rjsmochii @live-2-fangirl @mizz-kraziii @sugarrimajins @yoongismainhoe @toobroken4u @ddaengtwice @chims-dimple @moon6rop @baojinnie @dearbangtan07 @snowythellama @oneweirdbean
let me know if you want to me added!
[babies instagrams: kimibbong1317 tokki.daram & wooju_mom]
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