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- - C A R A M E L - - 7

7. Cotton candy

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

Warnings: BTS x reader, very subby reader, innocent reader, power play, eventual smut, sexual and non sexual domination, a lot of skinship (but like lots) excessive pet names, sexism, anxiety, insecurities, possessive behavior, maybe BTS x BTS etc..

“Y/NNNNN! What a delightful surprise, hmm” Hoseok smiled at you happily, getting up from the dance studio floor and getting closer to you. You couldn’t help to breath in as you took in his sweaty look, low hanging pants and his cheeky yet kind smile. You shake your head slightly, making an effort to get yourself back together, but of course Hoseok noticed, and his smile widened. “What brings you here, cutie?”

You smile softly, playing with the hem of your shirt before answering to him.

“None of the boys have required my assistance with…well, nothing, so I don’t have anything to do right now” you admit shyly, your lips frowned in a small pout that he wants to kiss.

“Hmm, I see…As much as I would love to keep you here all to myself…” you chuckled at his antics, not taking him seriously (Hoseok promises himself that you would be writhing to him one day) “I have to finish this choreo, and with you here I won’t focus…I heard Namjoon is in the Gym though, go check him out! I’m sure he’ll be happy with your visit”

You nod fervently, waving goodbye at the boy as he does the same, sharing his joy with you. You walk out bouncing on the balls of your feet slightly, going to the elevator so you could reach the gym in one of the top floors. You were happy that day, wearing your comfort socks and having your hair done on a small braid. You were proud of yourself from how pretty it had turned out, subconsciously wanting the boys to see it and praise you for it.

You hum to yourself softly as you recall hearing people, passing by through Hybe’s building, talking about how Namjoon was really devote to his workout routines and how consistent he had been lately. If you said you hadn’t notice, you would be lying. The way he had gotten so much buffer was clear to everyone, and even more to you, with whom he shared his space almost everyday.

Even so, you hadn’t had much interactions with Namjoon. Well, nor with Jimin, Taehyung or Jin. Hobi, Yoongi and Jungkook seemed to be much confident when it came to approaching you freely, maybe because you had already started to break some barriers with them, but they were still keeping some distance.

You didn’t know it was because they were trying to leave some of you for the other members, though.

You stepped out of the elevator once you reached the right floor, and started looking for the gym, when your phone dinged. It was a notification from twitter. You would never admit it, but before getting this job you weren’t really a fan of BTS. Of course you knew who they were, and had heard some songs, but you never really took the time to get involved with their fandom or content. It was an accident, you swear it, but you clicked on a YouTube video about a compilation of ‘Funny Taehyung moments’ and you had to watch it.

And that’s how you got absorbed into army.

It’s not your fault, ok? How could you have known?! It was just so easy to jump from one video to another, and before you realized you were doing one of those tests of ‘guess the BTS member by the picture of his nose’. But who could blame you? You were sharing almost everyday with them, how could you not get into the fandom and all the content? It was amazing being able to watch all their content and videos and also experience their company in real life. It was only normal for you to get obsessed.

And, it was also kinda nice knowing they had something for you, whatever it was. You may be naive, a little hazy and absent, and a complete expert in hyper focusing in unimportant things, but you would have to be a complete half wit to not notice. Yeah, you were coming to terms with that.

When you finally found the gym in that bloody huge floor, you just entered and scanned the place looking for Namjoon. You didn’t really think things through, that if he was working out he wouldn’t probably need you to do anything for him, but just following Hoseok’s orders felt too tight to do anything else. When you finally found the leader in the treadmill, you mouth hanged open.

Oh. My. God.

He wasn’t shirtless. He definitely wasn’t. But he could very well be with the way his tank top was sticking to his skin thanks to the sweat. His back was turned to you, an gosh what a blessed sight. You had noticed in the past the way his arms had gained lot of muscle and filled his shirts nicely, but his back…that was on a whole other level. Wide, muscly, sweaty shoulders that went down to a nicely defined back, a small waist and a nice, very nice butt. You were so focused on him, that you weren’t even embarrassed about ogling him that way.

Until…

“Y/N…Y/N, hey?” His voice got you out of your trance from looking at his ass…ARMS! Looking at his arms, just to find him standing right in front of you with a smirk. Of course had caught you drinking him up, ever since the moment you entered the room. The wall was made of a mirror, after all. Your cheeks heated up and you tried to babble an excuse.

“I was…I-I just…I…you…well…” he had the audacity to laugh and lean over so his face was closer to yours and touching the end of your braid.

“Hmm, I like this one” he tugged at it very softly and you bit your tongue from the satisfying pull. “It suits you…but I don’t think there is something that doesn’t” he admites with a breathy chuckle. “But enlighten me, what brings you here, doll?” His fingers get closer to your chin and he wipes it affectionately with his thumb. You tongue feels tied and your mouth filled with cotton. But a very soft and fluffy one…like cotton candy taking its time, sweetening your words even before they went out. “Hmm, there is something that does not suit you indeed…” he keeps quiet for a bit, but before you can even process it, he gets an inch closer “Disobedience”

“I-I’m sorry…” you admit, having to turn your head up a tad to be able to look at him comfortably, even when he was bending over “I…I didn’t have anything to do, and Hobi told me you were here so I wondered…I thougt…maybe you would need me” your voice was meek, but in a good way.

He couldn’t help the smile that came to his face when he noticed you were barely stammering with your words.

“That’s better, little one” you almost hiccup with his words, clenching your thighs subconsciously. “But there is no need for you to wonder”

You eyes widened slightly at his crude words as your lower lip came a little out in a pout. You were so stupid…getting all confident that they wanted to be with you. You had forgotten your place, and how important and busy people they were. Of course they would treat you nicely, you are their personas assistant…or whatever name your position had. You were their employee, with whom they spent lots of time with and of course they wouldn’t want you messing up.

Your own head started to play against you until Namjoon’s chuckle filled the air.

“There is no need for you to wonder, pup” his voice enveloped you as softly as if it were velvet. “I always need you”

You thought he was joking, so you chuckled slightly at his antics. To your bad, or good luck, he wasn’t as patient as Hoseok when it came to his approaches and words for you. Specially these ones, where he had meant each and every word.

Your breathing hitched softly as he put his hand on your nape, reminding you of the first time you met. Your body felt hot all over, and you felt yourself getting agitated and tense, but not in a bad way. He started playing gently with the hairs on your nape, pulling at them very softly and enjoying the goosebumps that would break all over your soft skin.

“Yeah, isn’t that better?” Your eyes lowered instinctively, but a stronger pull on your hair brought it your head back into place “You do remember what I told you when we first met, right doll?”

You go back into your own memory, getting swayed over the memory of his hand pulling way firmer on the hair form the back of your head, making sure you were looking into his eyes when your shyness prevented you from doing it. Oh, of course, that’s it. You nod softly, looking into his eyes and you are rewarded with the sight of his beautiful dimples and a wide smile.

“Hmm, someone likes my smile?” Your cheeks heat up again at being caught and he laughs wholeheartedly “In that case, I’ll make sure to save this specific one just for you.”

“I don’t think Army would be very appreciative of that” you say boldly, with a soft and genuine smile grazes your face. And he wants to see more of this comfy and confident side of you. He wants to earn it and to have you keep it just for him…and the other members.

“Then, let it be our little secret, right, Y/Nie? His voice was filled with an airy laugh as he squeezed your nape firmly and pulled you closer, getting you to rest your hand on his hard chest from how close you were. “Can I make a confession to you, cutie?”

You nodded your head fervently, licking your lips as you felt all fuzzy again, with the same cotton candy getting over your mouth and throat. So, so sweet you felt as if you were having a sugar rush.

“I’ve never been one to believe in sin…”he started, rubbing his nose against yours, as light as a feather. The hand that was resting on your chin lowered to your waist, his pinky finger inching a little to down for it to remain proper, but if you were bothered by it, you were too distracted to notice. “Until I met you…tempting me…each second, each minute, each hour of every day”

You couldn’t say anything, and it’s not like you wanted to.

“You have no idea what yo do to me, to the others, do you?”

Your lips felt dry, unlike every other part of your body. You swallowed nervously and gave him a flash of your tongue when you swiped it through your lower lip. You felt a deep growl bloom and rumble under your hands, getting over his chest as your eyes met his once again. You swore you felt the thread snap, as his head went down and his lips rested the tiniest of inches away from your lips, less bold than Yoongi had been. While he was still there, he mumbled some last words against your skin, caressing it both with his breath and his own plushy skin.

“You, my dear, are walking sin”

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blue-and-grey-army · 10 months

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Im just gonna say, I’m writing this chapter as I have Do I wanna know by artic monkeys looping over and over again

#bts #bts au #bts au fanfic #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts idol au #bts ot7 x reader #bts poly au #bts poly x reader #bts smut

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blue-and-grey-army · 10 months

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Caramel update tonight? 👀

#bts #bts au #bts au fanfic #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts idol au #bts ot7 x reader #bts poly au #bts poly x reader #bts smut

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blue-and-grey-army · 11 months

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Namjoon is officially the winner so I shall start to write soon enough! And the other boys won’t be too far behind, so don’t fret

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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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Omg I forgot to give a name to the knew chapter and realized AFTER I had published it!

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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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- - C A R A M E L - - 6

6. Choco bun

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

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“An order for L/n Y/N?” The delivery person asked you as he got down from his bike and took the package from his bag. You nodded as you showed him your phone and he gave you the food.

You hadn’t had much interaction with the members ever since that day with Yoongi on his studio. They were preparing for some video for a collab with a clothing brand, and they seemed to be quite busy because of it. You had been going here and there to give them everything they could require. Fresh water bottles, snacks, full meals, coffees…many coffees, and whatever they could ask you for without interacting much with them. It could be tiring, but it was definitely better than your job in the small café. They also gave you a card that you could use to pay for all their stuff, and that included your meals during work.

Now though, you had received a text from Jungkook, asking if you could order him a pork belly full meal and bring it to the dance studio where he was practicing on his own. And of course you did so as quick as possible, ordering from one of the restaurants they had noted as their favorites. You made your way through Hybe’s building, feeling calm. You had been working with them for almost a month and you were feeling much more comfortable and closer to the boys. Some sweet words here and knowing glances there were enough to have you wrapped around their fingers, not like they were any different.

They had also made big efforts to make you feel at ease and kinda forget who they were. They wanted you to genuinely feel nice, fluffy and comfortable around them.

You softly jumped on the balls of your feet as you walk, humming a song to yourself and just surrounded by a happy environment. The smell of the food was making your stomach rumble, but you didn’t give it much thought until you arrive to the studio where Jungkook told you he would be. You knocked on the door and gave a small jump back when it opened immediately, the Maknae appearing in front of you.

“Sorry! Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you!” He seemed nervous, but offered you a smile, moving his sweaty long hair out of his forehead in a swift move. You hold in a gasp from how attractive he looked, biting the inside of your cheek. He waited a few seconds, as if he didn’t know what to do, to hold you by your wrist and pull you inside the studio.

You yelp, your feet tripping on their own. You curse yourself and your own clumsiness, but an open laugh fills your ears as a very strong arm holds you by your waist.

“Heh, you are almost as clumsy as Namjoon hyung is, aren’t you, Y/n-nie? He teases you, not without helping you stabilize on your own feet and taking the plastic bag from your hands.

“That’s not true Jungkook-ssi! I-I know I’m clumsy…but n-not that much!” You complained with a pout, and his characteristic laugh filled the air. You couldn’t help the smile that was coming to your face, as well as the small blush on your cheeks.

“I believe you are, but it doesn’t matter! You are still cute, and that makes up for everything else” before you realized, his finger were pinching your cheek and pulling you closer to himself. A whine came out of you as you moved following the path of his hand. When he left you go, he moved his fingers smoothly to fix a hair strand behind your ear. “I’m happy we finally have some time to spend with y…I mean some free time!”

‘I have to step up my game! We barely enjoyed any time with her before we got so busy with the collab…Only Hoseok and Yoongi Hyung got to enjoy time with her!’ As competitive as ever, Jungkook also wanted to enjoy some sweet time with you and confirm if what his hyungs had said about you being such a treat was true.

Most of them did, but it was true Jungkook had an special fixation towards cute and small things. Since he saw you the first time he knew he wanted to take care of you in the deepest possible way. He wanted to satisfy each and all of your needs and wants. But he guessed it made sense! He was always the youngest and the one being pampered and taken care of, so he wanted to do the same for someone else.

And you were just too perfect for the job.

You were not only shorter than him, you were also a few years younger. The way you were so eager to please and submit without even realizing just made thing better to him. And don’t you dare to think he didn’t notice the way your mouth seemed so restless all the time. Always licking, chewing or biting your lips or fingers. He absolutely loved that. He wanted to take care of you the way he knew you weren’t doing it yourself.

“I’m happy too! Seeing you all working so hard only made me want to do the same, but It’s nice to chill out too” you smile openly, and he moves a strand of hair out of your face swiftly. But he can’t help but smile too when he noticed you weren’t recoiling from their touch as you used to, or at least not as much.

‘Someone is getting used to us, huh?’

“Oh, did we have you working too hard, sweetie?” He brought his face closer to yours, and grinned in satisfaction when he noticed you shudder “Well, now that I recall, we did see you moving a lot and fetching stuff so we would be more comfortable, such a sweetheart…you were all over the place, hopping around”

“W-what? B-but I don’t hop!” You complained, jumping on the balls of your feet. You didn’t really feel offended, but you were kinda embarrassed by the idea of him and the other members watching you jump around.

“Oh yes you do! We can ask the other members if you don’t believe me” he started looking for his phone in his pockets, but your hand on his wrist stopped it, and he was delighted by the way your lips formed a small pout. “Hmm, you have something to say, girlie? Go on…”

“D-don’t ask them…please” your voice trembles a little as you give him your prettiest doe eyes and he feels his heart jump from your cuteness.

“Don’t ask them…what?” He continues to push you, bopping your chin with his index finger repeatedly.

But you remembered, from the videos you have seen of the group and some of his interactions with his fans, something that could make him go easier on you (or so you thought)

“Please don’t ask them, Oppa!”

He swears he is just one step away from bending you over in front of the mirror and taking you then and there.

But he doesn’t. He knows it’s not the way to go if they don’t want to scare you away. He must focus on making you confident and safe around them, and then they can make more moves on you. They are a step closer now, so he can’t ruin it if they want you to be theirs…so he must keep the long term goal on his mind. He actually likes the way you felt comfy enough to call him Oppa…like it’s not enough of a word to represent it when he is actually feeling his crotch tighten by the second, but that is a secret for him to keep.

“Very well sweetheart, I will not ask the others, but with one condition…well, let’s make it two” you nodded frantically at his words, and he raised his hand to caress your hair.

“First…I have a new nickname for you, and you must accept it without complains!” You knew where this was going, but you didn’t have much choices, so you just nodded with a pout. “Well done, bunny, and from now on, you must call me that…all the time, understood?

“Y-yes, Oppa”

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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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I’m sorry I haven’t given you a caramel update! First I was a bit blocked but now I’m struggling with some health issues. As soon as I get better I promise you will have updates!! JK is coming next ;)

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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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- - C A R A M E L - - 5

5. Cookies and Americano pt2

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

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You freeze in your tracks and your eyes open wide. Oppa? Isn’t that term supposed to be for family and close people? Did that mean you two were close? How close? And why? You have known each other for way less than a month, and yet here you are, resting on a couch, with your arms around his neck and one of the most famous singers in the world nuzzling against your skin. Your head started to spiral, but a particular hard bite on your collarbone drew your attention back to him.

“Am I boring you, kitten?” Yoongi scolded, but his tone was relaxed and his words went out with a chuckle, lifting his head so he could look at your eyes.”I don’t want to share your attention…even with your own mind, I want all your focus on me, can you manage that, pretty one?” You are about to nod your head, but you stop yourself when you remember his words from earlier.

“Yes Oppa…I-I can do that” your voice quavers, but your wish for him not to stop is bigger. He smiles, bringing both hand to cup your cheeks and get you closer, to the point your forehead were touching.

“I knew you could, baby…such a good girl” and he moves forward.

He kissed you.

Your breath hitched for a second until you felt his lips barely brush the corner of your lip and rest on your cheek. It was perfectly measured so he wouldn’t touch your lips, but just tease you. And he knew he had gotten what he wanted when he noticed that those lips, he wanted to kiss so badly, were parted. Your breathing was heavy and your cheeks were hot and red. He was satisfied with his handy work until he noticed the way your leg was shaking, and not in a good way. Yoongi sighed, understanding what it meant, and he held your cheeks a little firmer.

“Hey, pretty girl? You with me?” His voice dropped both in tone and in volume and your glazy eyes encountered his. “Did I do something that made you upset? Did I overstep?” His voice was still firm but you could feel the worry in it. You could tell how concerned he was about you not being comfortable about his approach.

“No! N-no, no, i-its not that…” you were making your biggest effort to speak, resting your hands on his forearms so you could have something to grab onto and that kept contact with him. “I just…I guess I kinda felt…I-it was just…too much, a bit too much, and t-too quickly and I…” you tried to explain, but your words were getting tangled in your hazy like space and your nervousness.

You knew that when he kissed you, even though it was not on your lips but close enough, something changed in you. Your comfortable state went away and you felt your eyes burning just the way they do before filling with tears. And you don’t understand why! He didn’t do anything wrong! You were liking it…a lot actually. The way his touch felt so nice, how both his voice and actions were completely guiding you through everything, and taking control from you in a way that you felt safe and cared for. Everyone talked about his eyes often, how they were cat-like and he scrutinized everyone with his death stares, but you couldn’t agree. His eyes were soft and caring, adoring even. You kinda thought that Yoongi may even want the same, for you to trust him enough to relax and let him take the lead for you. You just felt warm, all through.

But somewhere in your head your couldn’t forget who he was, what could happen if you made him angry, if you made a false move. And it made you anxious. You had a hard time telling if you wanted to please him because you really felt good with him (and the others) or you were convincing yourself so you could keep this job. Your rent wasn’t cheap, and even though you did grocery’s and used services less than you were supposed to, you couldn’t afford being fired. The anxiety caught up to you when you felt his lips on your skin and you tensed, hoping he wouldn’t realize. But of course he did.

“Hmm…” he hums, using his thumbs to rub gently on your warm cheekbones “Did I make you overwhelmed, Kitten?” He whispers and you start to stutter, trying to explain yourself, he stops you “it’s not wrong or bad to feel overwhelmed, sweetheart. I just want you to tell me to know how you are feeling. That’s what’s important” he moves his hand to bop at your nose, but he stops himself “is it alright if I keep touching you now or you think you would like some time off?”

He tries to takes his hands off your cheeks before you can answer, but you hold onto his wrists for dear life, pushing them softly so they go back to your face. Yoongi releases a barely there sigh of relief, and moves his hands so he is cupping your cheeks and your jaw. You use your own to hold onto his fingers, rubbing on his knuckles since it’s grounding to you. You nuzzle against his warm hands, avoiding his eyes from your shyness. “I-I…I don’t want you to stop touching me, Oppa”

Yoongi stops his own mind before it can start to wander to dirtier places. He can see you are sensitive, not only physically but also emotionally. Your headspace was kinda easy to trigger, or maybe it’s because their guiding hands had a bigger impact on you, but it was there. So they had to be extra careful with you if they wanted you around. He wanted to take care of you so badly he felt like he was losing his mind. But he knew it may take sometime, specially if they all wanted you in their rooms, if you even accepted that.

“Alright, pet, then I won’t stop” he showed you his famous gummy smile, and before you could realize he scooped you up and sat on the couch, with you on his lap.

You gasped, startled from his sudden movement, but you relaxed as soon as you felt his hand tangle in your hair, starting to play with it softly. Your skin breaks out in goosebumps when his fingers get closer or you naps and a chill goes down your spine, making him chuckle from how sensitive you were and how easy it was to make you react.

“Is this alright, kitten?” he asks, tapping at your chin so you would put your eyes on him. You remembered your first encounter with him and what he told you a few minutes ago about how he wanted you to answer, so you used your words, wanting for him to tell you how good you were. “I’m relieved you are feeling better, pretty kitten…could you tell me why you started to feel overwhelmed? Where you not liking it?” Hd continued to play with your hair, his other hand caressing your face continuously.

“No…I actually liked it a lot…” you feel your cheeks burn heavily from your statement, doing your best to put your shyness away, and his smirk seemed to show he was pleased. “I just wasn’t expecting it…The kiss I mean! I-it’s new to me! I’m not used to such things and it just…surprised me”

Yoongi rested his chin on your shoulder, humming in agreement but also nosing the column of your neck, enjoying the path of goosebumps he left behind and the small shine that you left out. “Then we should get you used to it, don’t you think, Kitten? We want you happy and cared for, would you like that?”

You think it through a couple seconds. It’s not an explicit offer, but you understand to some point what it’s behind it. And you like the idea, so you nodded your head as well as a verbal response, and he caressed your lower lip with his thumb, sweetly.

“Good girl, so nice and sweet for her Oppa…” you can’t help but whine form how fuzzy and warm his words make you feel, a knot in your lower belly tightening and Yoongi can feel how your clench your thighs slightly. “Hmm, you feeling fuzzy kitten?” You nod your head softly, with a small pout on your lips that he fakes the gesture of biting, and you giggle a bit. “Yeah? Well, then take whatever you need from me kitten, whatever makes you feel steady and grounded…”

You don’t hesitate for too long, choosing to just rest your head on his collarbone and nuzzle his neck, drowning deeper into his scent and his warm skin.

“Yeah, that’s it, kitten…so good at listening, such a perfect little pet…”

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- -C A R A M E L - - 4

4. Cookies and americano

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

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You followed Hoseok’s instructions on how to get to Yoongi’s studio as you opened the notes app from your phone to write down the password from Hoseok’s studio, and just titled it ‘Bangtan’ with a smiley face. You hold onto the iced americano that belonged to Yoongi as you arrived to the door.

You chose to take a minute to calm yourself after your encounter with Hobi, as your heart was still racing a bit and your cheeks were flushed. However, you felt kinda relaxed, as if you were walking in a cloud. A happy chuckle came out of your mouth and you took a deep breath before gathering courage to ring the little doorbell to enter the ‘Genius lab’, or that’s what the sign had written on it. You hear some shuffling inside and the door opens abruptly.

“Didn’t I tell you not to fucking bother me, Hoba? I’ll leave when I finish this…” he stopped himself as he realized there was a much smaller figure on his doorstep.

You stared at him with wide eyes, startled by the sudden outburst, even more after you had barely gotten out of the light subspace Hoseok had put you into, so you started to feel kinda overwhelmed and sad by his words. You could tell how the fingers of your free hand were fidgeting, picking on the skin around your nails rather aggressively. But you made your biggest effort to come back to reality soon enough, and started to bow repeatedly to the man, biting your lip.

“I’m very sorry, Yoongi-nim…or S-Suga-nim…I don’t know!” You pouted cutely as you continued to talk, and Yoongi thought you were adorable. “I r-really didn’t mean to bother you, it’s just Hobi asked me to make some coffee for him and he told me to bring this to you. I-I even brought you a cookie, since he said you had been here since last night…but I’ll leave now!”

Yoongi was just amused at you. He had a sweet smile on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned on the doorframe to have a better look at your smaller figure. He knew he wasn’t the tallest among the other members, but he was still taller than you, and he absolutely loved that. He noticed how, even when you were nervously speaking after his little outburst, your cheeks were slightly flushed and there were still some traces of goosebumps ever your skin. He also couldn’t ignore the way you had said Hobi so familiarly, leaving formalities away. Hoseok, you bastard…he thought, trying to keep his mind off what the younger rapper could have done with you.

“I should probably leave, I’m sorry again”you bow again, about to turn around, when a firm hand holds your shoulder and stops you.

“No, no, little one, don’t leave” he speaks gently, making sure you turned around and your eyes were on his. “I should be the one apologizing to you. I was rude…would you forgive me?” He took a step and leaned down, so his face was much closer to yours. You got distracted by his movement and his feline like eyes fixed on you, so he let out a small chuckle and called your attention back, putting his hand on your shoulder and giving it a slight squeeze “Hmm?”

You nodded softly, but he didn’t like that. He clicked his tongue, and the sound made you jump a tiny bit, but it also made you move your eyes towards his lips. They were so pink and looked soft. You stared at them for a bit, but you shakes your head and went back to look at his eyes.

That was not appropriate Y/n!…you told to yourself.

“Cat got your tongue?” Yoongi teased you, both with his words and actions, choosing the perfect timing to wet his lips and you blinked repeatedly, trying to remain calm. “Why don’t you use your words, Angel? I don’t do nodding or head moves…I want to hear you” he whispered the last bit closing the distance a bit more, so his breath touched your skin and you couldn’t help but feel more calm, and you nodded again, more to yourself than to him.

“Yes, Yoongi-nim…I-I forgive you” You flashed him with a big, comfortable smile and he couldn’t help but caress your cheekbone, loving they way your skin seemed to flush so easily. Your skin was soft, and he couldn’t ignore the way you slightly shivered by his touch.

“Then come inside, pretty girl, if Hoseok showed you his studio I can’t help but do the same” he held your wrist and pulled until you were inside the place.

The first thing you noticed was how the air conditioner seemed to be set lower here, so the place was slightly cooler. The decoration was rather simple, but it seemed cozy. You took off your shoes and left them by the door, feeling your ears getting hot when you saw your socks with little cat drawings on them. You had forgotten to do laundry (again) and those were the only pair that was clean. And now here you are, regretting you life choices and hoping Yoongi won’t notice, but of course he does.

He chuckles while pointing at your socks, showing you his signature gummy smile. “Hmm, I like those…” you can’t help but smile and wiggle your toes happily, kinda proud that he liked them enough to comment on them. “Go ahead, sit on the couch. I’ll be there in a minute…” he mumbled, sitting again in front of his computer with a piano.

You nod, even if he is not looking at you, and leave both the cookie and his coffee on a small table besides the couch. You sit and cross your legs on you lap, completely forgetting about formalities. You were working, but yet you felt comfortable enough to act more freely. You checked your phone, seeing how the maknae line had sent you some pictures of them making funny faces in what seemed like a dance practice. You smiled at how cute they looked, and barely noticed the way your stomach was rumbling. Maybe, just maybe, you had forgotten to take any breakfast before you left home, but you didn’t give it a second thought, more focused on not adding too much sugar to Hoseok’s coffee order.

You kept texting back to them for a few minutes, until your phone was snatched from your hands and Yoongi’s crouching figure appeared in front of you. He smirked at you and the way you immediately got ashamed of yourself. You shouldn’t be using your phone at work! You were ready for him to start scolding you, spitting mean words towards you about how unprofessional your were, but your breath got trapped on your throat when he rested his arms on the couch and started leaning towards you, closing the distance.

“I heard the Maknaes have been crying for your attention…those brats. Don’t even know how to respect when you are with me…” his hand came close to your face and gave a slight gap to your nose. You reacted by doing a little scrunch and his head tilted back to let out a laugh, bringing a hand up to take some hair out of his face.

God, he was so damn attractive you could feel your belly getting warm…

You had never considered having any special interest towards hands, but maybe his were an exception…and his pretty neck. You wanted to get closer, and for him to caress or maybe give your head a little pat…

“You are like a puppy aren’t you?…”he whispered with a smile, bringing his hand up, but letting it rest on your neck. Not squeezing or even moving it. It was just resting there, but it was enough to almost make you choke on your own. “No…more like a kitten…yeah, that suits you nicely”

The silence that feels the room is almost tense. Yoongi is about to apologize, considering you might have not liked that, but you look at him with a new gleam in your eyes, and repeat softly.

“Kitten?” You chirp, putting your lower lip out in an adorable pout.

“Yeah…you like that, pretty kitten?” He gets even closer, and you barely notice the way he is nosing affectionally at your jawline, this time giving your neck a light squeeze. With his other hand, he parts your legs to get settled between them and getting even closer. Your skin smelled so good. “Does my good kitten like when I call her that? Hmm?…such a nice little pet…even bringing a cookie for me…” his lips ghost over your jawline, giving another light squeeze on both your neck and mid thigh.

And you moan.

You felt dazed, intoxicated by his touch, but you would cry if he choose to stop in that moment. You felt so sensitive and responsive to his touch. You wanted more of him, to get closer. You just felt as if that right were you belonged. Finally at home. The place you had been looking for.

In his arms.

So when he has the intention of making some distance between you, you boldly put your hands around his neck to keep him there.

“No…no, please Yoongi-nim…d-don’t stop…” your voice is shaky, but you hold him so tightly he gets the hin and chuckles lightly, burying his head you the joint between your neck and you face and taking your scent in.

“You smell fucking divine, Kitten…come on, why don’t you make some more of those pretty sounds for me?” He spoke against your skin, and you whimpered as soon as you felt the vibration of his low voice tickle you. He started to spread kisses on your neck, and used the hand that was on your neck to stretch the collar of your shirt so he could have access to your collarbone and give it a few bites and taking some sound out of you. “I’m older than you, sweet little kitten, why aren’t you being good and calling me Oppa?”

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