I have another request because I want and need a clingy bf.
Mtl who is the clingiest?
I have my suspicion on some of them and I wonder how our opinion measure up to each other. I especially have a theory of our beloved Yoongles 😎
I'm also in desperate need of a clingy s/o(if anyone’s interested, please lmk, lol) This is the fastest I’ve written
anything in a while, lol!
Masterlist
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Most
Taehyung
Jimin
Jungkook
Hobi
Yoongi
Jin
Namjoon
Least
Tae - Jungkook: Tae and Jimin being tied for top spot should come as a surprise to nobody,
you’ve seen them, if you’re within arms reach, they’re hanging onto you for dear life. Jk is
slightly lower on the list, but only slightly bc he’s a bit more subtle. Whereas Tae almost requires
hourly full bear hugs, Jk’s okay with just an arm around you or holding your hand
Hobi - Yoongi: Hobi, while being very affectionate, isn’t necessarily that clingy, at least not all the
time. Give him the occasional hug or kiss, and he’s good with leaving you to do your own thing
for a bit. When he’s feeling clingy tho, dear lord- Yoongi’s a bit of a wildcard, bc he definitely
respects you each having your own space sometimes, but when he’s feeling needy, he’s lowkey
demanding about cuddles, and if he doesn't get them, He. Will. Sulk(v cat behavior)
Jin - Namjoon: These two are tougher for me to pin down, bc I definitely see them having their
needier moments, but I think for the most part they’re a bit more laid back, unless they’re feeling
particularly jealous or smth. I do feel like Jin needs a bit more of a physical attention, whereas
Joon’s more content with just being near you/spending time w you.
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Thank you, Sweetie💜
Army of One
Jin x Reader
Summary: You've struggled with depression for a long time, but
Jin will never let you fight on you own...
Warnings: angst, depression, mentions of scars but nothing detailed, not proofread
A/N: This is kinda messy, but I’ve been going through some stuff and just wanted to get some of
it out, and decided to share it on the chance that maybe it’ll make someone else feel a little
better or comforted too. It’s loosely inspired by my favorite Coldplay song of the same title. Love y’all💜
Masterlist
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It was well past midnight, everything washed in grey-blue light, the only sounds that permeated
the space around you was the distant white-noise of the traffic outside and the faint sound of
your own breathing.
“Hey.” His voice was so soft you could almost miss it, not wanting to disturb the peace around
you.
“Hey.”
“What’re you doing up?” He asked.
You shrugged.
“Couldn’t sleep.” You kept your eyes fixed on the window in front of you.
The view over the city had been one of your favorite parts about this place when you’d first
moved here, able to sit and watch thousands of tiny lights flicker through the streets below, each
one its own tiny universe.
He sat down next to you, careful not to disturb you. “You wanna talk about it?” He asked,
already knowing the likely answer.
“Not really.”
He nodded. He knew you weren’t always comfortable sharing what was going on in your mind.
He was the same way, it was part of what had made him feel so at ease with you early on, the
two of you understood what it meant to communicate without speaking, through half-smiles and
quiet hums of acknowledgement. It was for this same reason that you had also made it easy for
him to open up, to let the mask fall and show his vulnerable sides.
You had given him a safe place to show his true self, but he noticed that you held back from
doing the same, at least in full.
You had told him a bit about your struggles, about the shadows that haunted you, clinging and
lurking close, no matter how hard you tried to ignore their cold, clammy grip, waiting to pull you
down at the first sign of weakness, but you had tried to protect him from the worst of it. You
hadn’t wanted him to know about the days when they won, when you could barely drag yourself
from your bed, when everything seemed to fade out as if viewed through fogged glass, close
enough to see and hear, but never able to make full contact, the warmth never able to sink in.
The first few times it happened you had tried to hide it, saying you just weren’t feeling well or
that you were busy or whatever else was fague enough to sound convincing, at least to you, but
Jin was far from clueless.
He’d noticed how tired you were sometimes, the distant look in your eyes, but he hadn’t wanted
to pressure you to talk about things you weren’t ready to share yet, you’d only been dating a few
months after all, but after your third day of single sentence texts, he couldn’t take it anymore.
He’d shown up at your door with food and an overnight bag and the statement that he refused to
leave you to suffer on your own.
A statement that had turned into a promise.
“The flowers have started to bloom.” Your voice almost startled him, pulling him from his
thoughts.
“I noticed.” He said, watching you attentively.
“It’s spring.”
It’s a simple statement, but Jin understood its underlying meaning. Another winter passed,
another year survived.
His hand came to rest over yours where it brushed over the faded marks of the past, reminders
of the storms you weathered before and survived.
You’d been through enough autumns, waiting to wither away like the leaves around you, that
you had started to believe that they didn’t faze you anymore, until you noticed the tremble in
your hands as he held you, reminding you that you were still very much connected to this world.
Do you ever regret it?” You stared down at your intertwined hands, the way his fit so neatly over
your own.
“Never.” He said without a moment’s hesitation, with a certainty that you feel reverberate in your
chest.
“Even when I’m like this?”
“Especially when you're like this.” He said, leaning closer to lend you some of his warmth.
“Why?”
“Because, you’re worth fighting for.”
“I don’t feel like it.”
“You are to me.”
You still struggled to believe it, but that was his truth. If he could, he would go into battle for you,
fight till his hands were ragged and bloodied to protect you from the things that hurt you, from
the thoughts that ambushed you and tried to lure you away in the middle of the night.
But he knew he couldn’t fight this battle for you, not entirely, but he did the best he could to help
you, to arm yourself against the darkness. He gave you his time, his strength, his patience, his
love. He would give you everything he could think of, until he feels you revive, until you win.
“Thank you.” He said softly, bringing his face to rest against the juncture between your neck and
shoulder, breathing you in.
“For what?” You ask, staring out at the ocean of lights spread below you.
“For staying, even when it was hard." He said. "For fighting for yourself, and for us.”
You said nothing, squeezing his hand as the tears you’ve been fighting back finally began to slip
down your face.
He pulled you closer, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek as he wiped your face.
“You’re gonna be okay.”
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Hello bae 🩵, omg I think I’ve clowned myself one more time because hsjsjsjsjsjsjs idk if you have closed your request box :( but if I’m still on time, here’s my contribution to the brainstorming
So apparently I’m the only one who requests Hoseok’s scenarios on your blog, and although it’s sad that not many authors write about him I kinda feel happy that I’m the one who has requested almost every work on your list specifically so here’s a new one ❤️🔥
Idk but why not kinda continue with a second round (omg🫣) of the eating you out for the first time one shot like in the morning after the night events and then Hoseok seeing in the mirror that his partner dug her/their finger nails on his back… would he liked it ?? Or find it … attractive? What do you think Sara, i think it’s time for a new nsfw content if you are in the mood it of course ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥🤭
And if I’m out of time I’ll wait for the next occasion you open the box !! Love u ✨❤️
Oof, you got it it just in time, honey!
We always need more Hobi content(I may even have a few ideas that I'm kicking around that you might like, we'll see what happens👀) and I of course love this idea! (he would definitely be into it, and would probably want Y/n to add even more to the collection) It's added to the wip list! 😘
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