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goldenkookietae · 7 months

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oh my god thank you so much for putting love borrowed in your recommendsss this just made my day (sending hugss) <3

RM / KIM NAMJOON Fic Recs (I)

M - Mature (minors DNI) / F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending

None of these works are mine, I tagged all the authors, make sure to go to the authors page, like and reblog their works

new guy - one-shot, 5.5K - by @kithtaehyung - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Solace - one-shot, 13.5K - by @m-yg93 - full Masterlist -> M / minor A / F / HpE

the interpretation of dreams - one-shot, 13.8K - by @ppersonna - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

out of my league mini Series by @ppersonna (go through their masterlist, trust) -> M / A / F / HpE

lost in the funhouse - one-shot, 9.7K - by @dovechim - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE?

The Body Through Time - one-shot, 10.9K - by @yeoldontknow - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

False awakening - one-shot, 6.8K - by @taleasnewastime - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Between the pages - one-shot, 4.5K - by @hwanghyunjinenthusiast - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

you, after all - one-shot, 6.8K - by @effortandmore - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

the sleeping hours - one-shot, 12K - by @effortandmore again because their writing is beautiful -> M / A / F / HpE

tuesday moon - one-shot, 7.7K - by @effortandmore again. Just read all of their Masterlist, please, you won't regret it -> M / F / HpE

worth all your while Series by @effortandmore (just leave here and go to their page) -> M / minor A / F / HpE

promises - one-shot, 18K - by @jeonbunnie - full Masterlist -> M / major A / F / You can choose your ending

lacuna - one-shot, 7K - by @eoieopda - full Masterlist - this one has a prequel and a sequel, do yourself a favor and read all of them -> M / A / F / HpE

The Making of: Love - one-shot, 12.7K - by @inkjam-moon - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Not Another Holiday Romance - one-shot, 32.3K - by @kpopfanfictrash - full Masterlist - this one is one of my absolute favorites, they never disappoint -> M / A / F / HpE

The Rich Man's Crochet Club - one-shot, 32.4K - by the incredible @kpopfanfictrash again -> M / A / F / HpE

My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold Series by @daechwitatamic - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

give and take - one-shot, 10.5K - by @ddaenggtan - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

midnight wishes - one-shot, 10.3K - by @ddaenggtan again because they write Namjoon beautifully -> M / A / F / HpE

Moon Child - one-shot, 16K - by @adonis-koo - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Scent of a Woman - one-shot, 10K - by @sahmfanficbts - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

The Take-Home Test - one-shot, 11.3K - by @versigny - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

keep in step - one-shot, 2.6K - by @jjkeverlast - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

On With The Show - one-shot, 33.9K - by @joheunsaram - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

reflection - one-shot, 18.6K - by @jimilter - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

A Fine Line Series by @moni-logues - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

All Night - one-shot, 12K - by @luaspersona - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

real magic - one-shot, 16.7K - @here2bbtstrash - full Masterlist -> M / minor A / F / HpE

deep end - one-shot, 4.2K - by @here2bbtstrash again because their writing is incredible -> M / F / HpE

The Stand-In - one-shot, 13.5K - by @yoonia - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

doom boy - one-shot, 4.2K - by @soft4gguk - full Masterlist -> M / HpE

s u g a r - one-shot, 10.8K - by @joonberriess - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

rivals academia - one-shot, 4.2K - by @aseaofyoongi - full Masterlist -> M / minor A / HpE

Love Language - one-shot, 14K - by @rmnamjoons - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Castaways - one-shot, 25.5K - by @rmnamjoons - this one is absolute GOLD -> M / A / F / HpE

all aboard! (the passion express) - one-shot, 10.8K - by @ve1vetyoongi - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Inside My Mind - one-shot, 19.2K - by @jimlingss - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

His Majesty - one-shot, 9.6K - by @yoonieper - full Masterlist -> M / A / minor F / HpE

Dragonfire - one-shot, 7.3K - by @hamsterclaw - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

obsessed - one-shot, 13.8K - by @namjuicyy - full Masterlist - really read the trigger warnings for this one please, it's not for everyone (it's brilliant tho) -> M / A / F / HpE

Untitled - one-shot, 16K - by @ahundredtimesover - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Dino-Mite - one-shot, 34.7K - by @chimcess - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Cherry Muffins and Lavender Tea - one-shot, 8.1K - by @roses-ruby - full Masterlist -> M / minor A / F / HpE

English literature - one-shot, 7.6K - by @tayegi - full Masterlist - this one also has a sequel, be sure to check it out as well -> M / F / HpE

glasses-clad boy - one-shot, 10K - by @jeongi - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Love Borrowed - one-shot, 7K - by @goldenkookietae - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Love is Blind - one-shot, 7.4K - by @helenazbmrskai - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

the snow globe effect - one-shot, 10K - by @gukyi - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

there was a bug - one-shot, 7K - by @kimnjss - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

#coming back after ages and seeing this feels so so sooooo nice <3

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goldenkookietae · 3 years

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Plsssss tag me 4 the wolf JK seriessssss

Sure, will add you right to it!!

#goldenkookietae asks #TLM JJK taglist

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goldenkookietae · 3 years

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What about the food? | PJM

BTS Imagine

It’s been more than ten minutes and you’re extremely conscious about yourself. Your day had been busy and tiring, leaving you utterly famished. The only thing you wanted to do once you’d come home was to finish up with two cups of ramyeon all by yourself and go to sleep.

But your plan seemed to not be going the way you’d imagined because of your dear boyfriend.

“Can you please stop staring at me? I want to eat in peace!” You exclaim, hoping to get a reaction from him besides the heart eyes he is making at you. This time though he simply laughs at you.

“You’re cute when you’re pissed.” Jimin chuckles and your eyes widen in annoyance.

“Min, pleaseeeeee. Let me eat. You can stare at me later.” You whine, putting up a hand in front of you to block your view from him.

But your boyfriend is persistent. He bends around and holds your wrist, slowly pulling it down so he can look at you again.

“Baby, you look so beautiful, why would you ask me to stop looking at you? More importantly, do you think I could actually ever do that?” Jimin asks with a small pout. A pout that makes his cheeks puff slightly and you immediately have the urge to squish his cheeks.

Despite your annoyance, you have to bite your lip to hide your smile. You stab the chopsticks into your ramyeon as a distraction but you know very well that it’s obvious that you’re very flustered. So when you look up, the soft smile on Jimin’s face is expected.

“Whatever, look wherever you wanna.” You mumble with a tiny smile curling the edge of your lips. Jimin chooses that moment to got to his full extent of affectionate self, scooting closer to you and resting his chin on his palm, as though in full awe of you.

You look at him once shyly and you’re sure if you’d ask him he would say that he really was in full awe of you.

“You distracting me from my food.” You click your tongue and Jimin chuckles.

“Finish up quick then.” Jimin smiles, and then adds. “You’re keeping me from mine.”

“Let him look at you now while I’m still invisible Y/N. If by God’s mercy everyone could see me one day, I’ll be the only centre of attraction, you know that.” Jin mumbles as he looks into the mirror. He adjusts a stray strand of hair and smiles at his reflection. “So perfect.”

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin is the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. It's random I know, but I like it. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write. (Gifs from Wattpad account on Pinterest)

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goldenkookietae · 3 years

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Keys, notes and whispers 02

BTS Series

Pairing: Idol!Yoongi x Musician!reader

Word count: 4,294 words

Warnings: fluff, blind reader au, mention of shoulder injury, scars, implied love making

Summary: When a prestigious music festival is held at Seoul Academy of Music and Performing Arts, Y/N, who sees the world with her music rather than her eyes, comes across Yoongi, a musician, who makes her see the world in a beautiful light all over again.

A/N: I wanted to write about what Yoongi had in his mind too. And so yeah, the second part is finally here. Surprise! *runs away to hide in a corner*

Note: Please keep in mind that this is just an AU and it is not my intention to romanticize visual impairment.

Disclaimer: This story is an AU fanfiction that I have created using the names of the members of BTS. I do not claim any ownership over the members of BTS. The plot and the personalities of the characters are entirely my own.

Do not plagiarize my work and do not repost.

KN&W Masterpost

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“I think you should give up on trying to surprise me. You’re just so bad at it.” Y/N chuckled as she turned around to face her not so discreet boyfriend. She imagined he was probably blushing right then.

“I’m certainly not bad at it, it’s just that you’re way too good.” Yoongi huffed as he dropped down onto the duvet bench next to her. “What gave me away?”

Y/N put a finger to her chin and pretended to think. “I don’t know? Every time you’re close, my skin starts tingling and my heart starts beating faster. The electricity coursing through my body could only be because of you.” She placed her chin on her palm and smiled. Yoongi could only hope that this was true.

“Oh that, and the delicious smell of warm chocolate muffins.” She added. Yoongi chuckled as he shook his head. This was the sole reason for making it a tradition to bring over muffins every time he came over. After the very first time Y/N had guessed, he’d bring a different flavour each time he came over and she would get it right even before he could tell her that he’d gotten muffins. But, he supposed there was never a chance she could ever lose.

Three weeks from that magical, musical evening, he found himself yearning to always be with her. He had often questioned his longing for her presence. Was it merely an infatuation? Would the fire blazing in his blood eventually turn cold? The way he felt, was it too soon? Was it even real?

Two months in, and he had fallen.

Another set of questions ran through his mind. What did she really feel about him? All the warmth, the love that she showered him with, did it ever make her feel like he was the one for her? Or was he the only one falling? And most importantly, was he enough?

“And yet, you never get tired of them.” Yoongi smiled as Y/N hurried to open the box to take a huge bite of the first one she could pick.

He loved it. He had memorised the small things, the ones she probably didn’t know about herself either. He loved it when she sniffed her food and took a tiny bite before she took a larger one. He loved that she would always hum the tunes he had played for her over the piano. He loved that she would touch his cheek so gently, it made him feel like he was precious.

When he had told her about it, she’d said to him, “You are, Yoon.”

He loved her.

‘Too soon, Yoongi. Don’t scare her away.’ He chided himself.

Pulling away from his stream of thoughts, he caught her hand just before she could wipe the crumbs off her hand against her pants.

“Nuh uh, you’re wearing white today.” Yoongi reasoned, reaching for a tissue and cleaning her hands in a rush.

“Always the neat freak.” Y/N scrunched her nose at him and Yoongi reached out a hand to smooth over her skin.

“Between you and me? No way. I bet anyone would know how much of a neat freak you are despite the fact that you usually ruin your pants this way.” He stood and saw that Y/N was about to protest, and he knew that if she started, it would go on for a quite a while. He immediately pecked her lips and like every other time he did, it brought a tiny smile on her face.

“Babe, you know you don’t have to come over every morning? Don’t get me wrong, I love having you here and talking to you in the morning, it’s an absolute dream. But I feel bad knowing that you travel all this way to meet me for a maximum of twenty minutes.” Y/N bit her lip.

Then let’s move in together, that way I won’t have to. Yoongi wanted to say.

“Y/N,” Yoongi paused as he waited for Y/N to perk up, “I come here everyday because I couldn’t possibly have a good morning unless you’re in it.” He watched her lips slowly curve upwards into a soft smile.

“And to think that you’d once told me you weren’t good with words. You are good at dating, aren’t you? Every day I find you have another talent.” Y/N tutted, and Yoongi shook his head.

He was flattered and frankly out of words, because what was he supposed to say to that? Y/N often said things, things that made him shy and speechless. It was as though it was obvious, like the way she had called Yoongi charming while talking to one of the other music lecturers at her college.

There were many such moments but he had his favourite picked out. It was on a Sunday morning when they were having breakfast together and upon his request, Y/N had asked her staff to serve more pancakes.

“Oh, and my boyfriend likes orange juice, so that too please.” She had added. Yoongi was startled with the choice of words, and he couldn’t help the burst of happiness it caused him.

“Will you be my boyfriend, Yoon?” She’d then asked him softly.

“I already am, girlfriend.” He’d smiled.

Needless to say, Yoongi had no recollection of the rest of the morning, just the word boyfriend swirling in his mind making him giddy.

“Alright, time to go? I don’t want to make you late for class.” He announced, coming back to the present and offering his hand out, making sure his fingertips touched hers.

“So cruel to remind me of work on such a wonderful morning.” Y/N sighed dramatically and Yoongi clicked his tongue.

Yoongi reached up and held on to the scarf around Y/N’s neck. Slowly, he pulled her closer, bending down so he could touch his lips to hers. “I hope that made your morning better.” He whispered.

“A little. Maybe a hundred more of these would help.” Y/N smiled and gave Yoongi one peck after another, lightly letting her tongue touch his lips and then letting go with a loud and sweet ‘chu’.

“Mmm,” Y/N hummed smacking her lips, “Yoon, love, how is it, that your lip balm always tastes better than mine?” she shook her head playfully and heard Yoongi chuckle.

“It’s one of my many talents.” He joked, but Y/N didn’t take it so every time he said that. At this point, he knew he was just fishing for compliments.

“Yes, the ever growing list of talents.” She murmured.

Once he’d seen Y/N off to the college, Yoongi headed back to his place.

Before, he couldn’t really understand how the time went by so fast. When he worked in the studio, composing music and writing songs, he had never had a sense of time, so his schedule was just odd. There wasn’t really an exact time for any of his meals or when he would be leaving work. Just whenever he needed a coffee re-fill and then accidentally fell asleep on the couch when he wanted to ‘rest his eyes for a while’.

Looking back on it, it was no doubt that his bandmates were concerned for his health. So much that they had to spend day and night trying to convince him to get his shoulder surgery done. He’d pushed a lot, since they had a comeback scheduled, but then, knowing it might benefit the entire band, he’d dipped.

For some reason, he hadn’t told Y/N about the surgery. He liked to think that he wasn’t exactly keeping anything from her, seeing as it had happened before he’d met her, but he still felt uneasy thinking about it.

And now, he’d been sent off to rest and heal, and if he had to be honest, the first few weeks had driven him crazy. That had ultimately pulled him back to the studio, and he kept working on music, thinking he was compensating for all the time he was taking off. Until, he was reprimanded by his leader, Namjoon, a man who was extremely good at convincing people.

But so was Yoongi. That was how they’d struck a deal. No working, but randomly attending a few events. Events where Yoongi would just need to sit. It wasn’t exactly what Yoongi wanted, but it was the best offer he could get. At the least, he would be doing something.

Yoongi smiled every single time he thought about that deal. That deal had gotten him to her, and he felt so grateful. His mind kept going back to them playing the piano together, and Yoongi couldn’t remember the last time he’d played the piano like he was carefree. When he wasn’t stressing about making a tune worthy of being put into an album. Admittedly, he had returned home that night with a bit of a sore shoulder, but much more healed than he had felt in a while.

He’d actually gotten into routine, a healthy one. He hadn’t really planned it out and pursued it constantly. It had just come together that way. As cliché as it sounded, Yoongi thought of it as things falling into place.

A morning meet with Y/N. Breakfast. Lunch with the boys or Y/N over phone call. A nice long nap. Then he’d go pick up Y/N. From there it was either dinner with Y/N, or wishing he was with Y/N while having dinner.

Taehyung had once accused him of not spending enough time with the boys while they were on the ‘checking-up-on-you-video-call’ which happened every day. And he knew that they visited him every week, but it so happened that he would usually be napping at the time. Namjoon had butted in quickly, taking over the space and smiling at him.

“How’re you doing, hyung?”

“Well enough to notice that your chest and shoulders won’t fit into the limited phone screen anymore, Joon.” Yoongi joked while Namjoon shook his head while he tried to hide his smile.

“C’mon, hyung. How are you really? You are resting, aren’t you?” He asked in a much more serious tone and Yoongi sighed. The hardest part about talking to Namjoon was the part where one would think they’ve deflected with humour, only to find Namjoon coming right back to the point. But this time, Yoongi felt he didn’t really have the need to deviate.

“I feel good, Joon. And yes, I am resting.” He said genuinely and Namjoon smiled.

“That’s really good to hear, hyung. We all miss you here.” Namjoon was beaming and somewhere in the back Yoongi heard a familiar voice yell.

“Because you’re always with your girlfriend!”

“We had sushi together just two days ago, Tae.” Yoongi sighed and all he could hear was a mumbled ‘yeah yeah’ in response. But he couldn’t really stop himself from smiling at the thought of her. He would never get over how it felt to refer to Y/N as his girlfriend. And if one day they could be something more...

‘Again, too soon man. Take it slow.’

Namjoon chuckled. “We gotta go hyung, the photoshoot will be starting soon.” He paused, and right before he cut the call he smiled once more. “I’m glad she makes you so happy, hyung.”

Yoongi found himself at the edge of his piano and he chuckled. It was almost as if the memory of Y/N drew him to the things he loved doing with her. He smiled as he settled down, pressing a key to start and then closing his eyes to let his hands lead him. Lately, it always started with a B flat.

His day went by slowly and to speed things up, he settled down for a nap until it was time to pick up Y/N again. A few hours later, he was laid out in the balcony, eyes closed and limbs spread out like a starfish. The sun rays tinted the back of his eyelids in a muted orange.

Yoongi wondered why it wasn’t hot, instead he felt cool breeze hit his face. Suddenly the orange turned darker, and Yoongi opened his eyes to see her hand shading his eyes. He was laying down on her lap and as he tilted his face up, he saw her looking at him.

“You’re awake huh, sleepyhead.” Y/N chuckled as she bent down to kiss Yoongi’s forehead softly. He closed his eyes, revelling in the affection, in the way her presence soothed him.

“And you have a pimple.” she added, smiling.

“Maybe you can kiss it better?” Yoongi tried, but was only met with laughter.

“I am not kissing your pimple, Yoon.” She stroked his hair.

Yoongi stuck his tongue out once and then said nothing more, relaxed with her hand stroking his hair and another shielding his eyes from the sun.

Something was off.

“Wait, how did you know that?” Yoongi snapped his eyes open, quickly sitting up to level her confused face.

“Know what, Yoon?” Y/N asked.

Yoongi touched his face. He did have a pimple.

“I have a pimple. You weren’t touching my face, how did you know?” Yoongi’s words died down, his eyes widening.

“Yoon, why do I have to be touching you, I can se-”

He was being jerked awake. In a quick motion he was sitting, curled into the headboard of his bed and visibly panting.

“Yoon?! Are you alright?!” Y/N tried to mask her panic.

“Uh, Y/N, you’re here? I was supposed to pick you up.” Yoongi asked in a daze and he heard her hum in response. His blurry vision slowly began to clear and he noticed Y/N seated at the edge of his bed. Yoongi extended his hand towards her, touching her fingers and she immediately scooted forward lacing their fingers together.

“Don’t worry about it, I stayed late for a meeting, you’d have had to wait for a long time if you had come.” She tilted her face down towards their hands. Oh, you are sweaty.” Y/N laughed quietly, turning her face towards him again. “You must’ve been pretty tired. You didn’t hear the bell go off either, hm?”

And there it was again, moments where her gaze would seem so real. So real, Yoongi found himself wishing for it to be real. He hated to admit that the thought had even crossed his mind, he had never let it completely settle. But now he’d dreamt about it and his mind had finally forced him to admit.

“Hey, what are you thinking?” She asked softly.

“Nothing, just had a long nap and I’m a bit dazed I suppose.” Yoongi shrugged and he could see the hesitance in her features before she nodded.

And he probably was, because the next thing he said, as simple and stupid as it sounded, brought him a wave of guilt.

“I have a pimple.” He laughed quietly, a bit strained.

“Really now.” Y/N chuckled and brought up a hand to his face, searching.

“Must be small, Yoon, I really can’t tell.” She smiled. Yoongi didn’t.

“I’ll be back.” Y/N said, one of her favourite phrases to imitate. But it was as though Yoongi had missed it, his hands automatically going to her waist to stop her from leaving.

“Stay with me for a while.” He murmured, brushing her hair and stroking her cheek. If there was one person who could get his mind off of things without saying a word, it was definitely Y/N. He would never understand how she was able to do that, but he was thankful that she did.

But he knew she would come back to it later. ‘Running only helps for a while, Yoon, it’ll get tiring eventually.’ She’d once said to him. He thought Y/N could be good friends with Namjoon.

“Alright.” Y/N obliged, slowly falling back onto the bed while Yoongi wrapped his arm around her.

With his eyes closed and his favourite person right beside him, worries seemed to wipe off his mind. A piece of heaven had drifted down to him and turned into his bedroom for a while.

She shifted next to him and he felt her fingers slowly tracing his shirt.

“Yoon, you mean so much to me, you know that don’t you?” Y/N asked.

He opened his eyes and turned to her, his eyes glinting as he pinched her chin between his fingers and tilted her face up, facing him.

“I would like for you to tell me again.” He pecked her lips.

Y/N scoffed. “Does that mean you weren’t listening the first time around?”

Yoongi chuckled, closing his eyes and nudging his nose into her hair. Her hair smelled of strawberry and Yoongi added yet another fragrance to his list of things that reminded him of Y/N. Right then, his list was a few things short from everything.

Y/N cleared her throat quietly. “Well, listen now then. You mean a lot to me, Min Yoongi.”

“Thank you for telling me. You mean a lot to me too, Y/N.” Yoongi smiled, but it faded eventually because Y/N wasn’t smiling. She reached upward to meet his lips with hers.

This time, there was something different about their kiss, both of them could feel it. A sort of urgency, a raw need for each other. Yoongi pulled back panting, but his mouth never left her skin, travelling south and planting kisses along her jaw.

It was as though their movements were orchestrated to be smooth. Y/N swung her leg over him slowly and Yoongi straightened and sat up as Y/N straddled him. He clutched her hips as she shuffled closer towards him until there was only a breath of space between them.

Yoongi wrapped his hand around her neck and kissed her neck softly, and when Y/N released the softest, sweetest sigh, he knew it was his favourite sound in the whole entire world. He wanted to hear as much of it as he could.

He drew his lips back to her and for the shortest second, saw her brows furrow and her form stiffen. But it was enough, enough to make Yoongi stop all movement and pull back to properly look at Y/N.

“We don’t have to do this if-” Yoongi panicked, but Y/N cut him off.

“No, it’s not that. I want to do this with you.” Her voice did not quiver. Yoongi felt relieved. She did want him, but he also knew that she definitely had more on her mind. So he waited.

Y/N wasn’t someone who worried about everyday things, and even when she did she had never been afraid of discussing it with Yoongi. To see her that way, biting her lip and thinking over on what to say, it made him nervous. It might’ve been a few seconds, a few minutes or possibly hours, but Yoongi’s heart was pounding.

“I just, I want to see you too.” She whispered.

Yoongi’s eyes widened as he felt himself slump into the head board. It seemed as though the pain from his heart had journeyed higher to his throat, choking him and flooding his eyes with tears. He shut them closed.

The truth was, he wanted her to see him every time their lips parted after a kiss. He wanted her to look into his eyes and caress his face like she usually did with her eyes closed. He wanted her to appreciate all of him. At the back of his mind, he had always wanted her to look at him.

Maybe then he could look into the mirror and not turn away from the scars on his shoulder. He knew she would accept them. All of him.

He wanted her to watch him love her as fiercely as he felt in his heart.

How had something that had just come to mind suddenly become so important to him? Why was it so unfair? And now he had fallen so deep that it was impossible to ever pull back. He would be foolish to think that he would ever find another love like this.

“Y/N.” Yoongi breathed softly, his thumb gently circled her cheek. He could see the tears pool in her eyes.

“I’ve completely turned off the mood, haven’t I?” Y/N chuckled, turning away to the side. In such moments, it was so hard to believe that she couldn’t see him, not just when she turned away, but when she looked straight at him too.

“Y/N.” He repeated, and when she turned back to him, it seemed as though her eyes could see deep into his soul.

“You will see all of me, I promise. I know, some things might always be missing, but I will make sure you see every inch of me.” He pressed his lips to hers, unmoving but firm.

“My lips are chapped, don’t you see?” He whispered as Y/N slid her tongue over his bottom lip, wetting the dry skin. She hummed as she gave him a tiny nod. He slid his hands over her shoulders and intertwined his fingers with hers as he brought them up to his face.

“I had ramyeon this morning. My face looks puffy, doesn’t it?” He smiled as he put her hands on his cheeks, staring at her closed eyes.

“A little, yes.” Y/N giggled as she smoothed her hands over his cheek, exploring as she reached his jawline.

“And I’m guessing you haven’t shaved the past week?” Y/N chuckled and Yoongi’s face split into a huge grin.

“You caught me.”

Slowly, going back and forth in his mind and looking for a million reasons why he should and shouldn’t do it, he brought her hand to his chest, resting it flat over his heart.

“Feel that?” He asked, and she knew felt it, a mile a minute, faster than a humming bird’s wings. “It beats for you.” He whispered, and watched her lips part as she exhaled shakily.

I love you. He’d save those words for later.

“Y/N, I meant what I said. Until you’re comfortable with this, I won’t see you either.” He whispered, smiling at the frown forming on Y/N’s face.

“But I want to do this!” She huffed as her hands went around his neck, bringing him closer.

“We will, don’t worry. You’ll see what I mean.” Yoongi chuckled as he reached for the scarf lying on their bedside. He remembered it was the same one Y/N had worn in the morning. A quick knot later, he pulled her hands to his face again. Naturally, her touch brushed over the fine silk covering his eyes.

How could he worry about himself? Y/N was right in front of him, wishing and wanting for all those things while he let his guilt grow. Despite how hard getting to know a complete stranger and loving him must be for her, she loved him. He knew. She loved him. This love, her love, meant so much to Yoongi.

He didn’t have to look at her to love her. Her soft touch tickling his skin, her breathing alternating between huffs and gasps, the scent of her sweet fragrance that always made him miss her when apart and the taste of her mint candy still lingering on his lips, they were enough to make him fall deeper.

When he kissed her, the feeling felt brand new. The silk sliding against their skin with every movement sent a shiver down his spine. When their bodies collided, he was so sure it sent off sparks. So many different feelings and emotions bursting inside his heart and body, all of them so wonderful.

He’d heard it so many times. With the eyes closed, every other sense feels heightened. And on his bed, with Y/N in his arms, their hands on each other, Yoongi was realising that it might not be wrong at all.

Everything he felt was new, was a surprise. With his eyes closed he wondered how Y/N managed to get through each day with so much ease and grace. How long had she practised?

Because it wasn’t easy. They stumbled, fell, accidentally hit each other, and had managed to throw Yoongi’s pants so far, they were sure they’d broken the vase sitting on the window sill. But it felt wonderful, to touch every dip of her body and the expanse of her smooth skin, all with his eyes closed.

It was just the both of them again, her hands cupping his face as she kissed him and his hands on her hips pulling her closer. They whispered each others name.

They laid next to each other after, her head resting on his chest and her fingers tracing the crook of his neck. Her touch was slowly lulling him to sleep but he still fought the losing battle, afraid he might miss out on anything she said or did.

As her fingers changed course, they drifted to the one place that made him anxious. She had come across it numerous times when they made love, running her hands over his shoulders but never stopping. She hadn’t given any sign of noticing it, but how couldn’t she? In a way, Yoongi was grateful that she hadn’t brought it up then.

“Still think I’m the handsomest man on Earth?”

His question made her pause, and she rested her palm flat, right atop his scar. His tone was light, teasing, but there was no denying the hidden uncertainty behind his playful words.

“Not think. You are.” She whispered as she brushed away his hair from his eyes which slowly fluttered shut. His lips gave away a small smile. She didn’t have to give him reasons, nor did she have to elaborate.

Because that’s how the both of them were; not overly fond of words, but still able to communicate wondrous feelings.

His heart was content with what they were.

Intertwined.

Their bodies. Their fingers. Their hearts.

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Keys, notes and whispers | 01

BTS Series

Pairing: Idol!Yoongi x Musician!reader

Word count: 4,266 words

Warnings: Fluff, cute, blind reader au

A/N: Please keep in mind that this is just an AU and it is not my intention to romanticize visual impairment.

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“Seoul Academy of Music and Performing Arts” The entire university was covered with the banner everywhere that day, considering that a big event was set to happen in a few hours. People rushed here and there, making last minute arrangements, just trying to make the event that took most of three months to organise even more perfect.

Most of them were back-stage, putting on their costumes, getting in line for the make-up artists, adjusting their microphones, stringing notes together on their instruments, warming up voices and just trying to bring together the evening.

Y/N sat in her studio as usual, a small smile on her lips as she smoothed her fingers over the keys of the piano. The first note she pressed was always experimental, a test to map out the other keys, but the last time she pressed the wrong key was a good five years ago.

Back when she was just an under-graduate, she had carefully sketched the piano setting in her mind along with the seat and never since had she made a mistake. The reason why she still liked to call it a test was because she liked to be satisfied every time it was right.

She had already been fitted into her dress, and as people always told her, she looked stunning in white. Which is why her make-up artist had dressed her in a white flowing gown which felt wonderfully soft against her skin. She guessed her hair was bunched together in curls while the ends of them tickled her neck.

She heard the footsteps rushing to her room, and the door swung open. “Y/N, the team needs you, they’re freaking out right now.” L panicked and she was up and walking towards his voice the second he finished. When she extended her hand in front of her, she felt the familiar hold of his hand, the way his fingers first held her hand and then moved to his side so she could lock arms with him.

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Aesthetic | PJM

BTS Imagine

You stare through the lens as you watch your boyfriend walk away from you ever so slowly, his face angled subtly towards you. It almost looks like you both are at the beach, but the pool in front of you and the resort behind tells you otherwise. Your tongue sticks out of your mouth as you concentrate on taking the picture, but you chuckle remembering the last one you’d taken. Like then, you switch to video, deciding that you would screenshot the most aesthetic part of it later.

Your boyfriend smiles slightly, and you know it’s because he thinks he has a million stunning pictures of himself since you’ve been focusing your camera at him for the last half an hour, but only you know that it’s not true.

“Uh, are you done?” Jimin mumbles through gritted teeth, his eyes widening ever so lightly with the question and you stifle a laugh at the gesture.

“Yeah.” You say, and immediately Jimin turns around and plucks the phone from your hand. As he scrolls through the few videos you’ve taken, his excited face slips and he glares at you when he sees you laughing.

“Babe, this was supposed to be an Instagram worthy, aesthetic picture showing off all the majestic blues in this place.” Jimin sighs as he watches the video you’ve taken on loop.

“Excuse me? What part of this is making you sigh huh? Look at those hips, mmm. So sexy.” You hum as you zoom into the video, and look up to see Jimin flushing a deep red.

“Ahem.” Jimin clears his throat and you can see the hint of a smirk settling in. Before that could happen you swipe up on your screen. “But that face though, not really giving off the sexy vibe.” You tut and bite your lip to keep from laughing. When you turn to Jimin, you’re not surprised with him looking at you in disbelief.

“Really?” Jimin turns to you as you unknowingly walk backward when he advances. When your back touches the stone wall behind, the distance between you both is negligible. His hand envelopes yours on the phone, as he brings your arms higher until it’s pinned next to your face.

When his other hand wraps around your waist, he leans in to kiss you. Your grip on the phone slips and it’s only Jimin’s hand around yours that keeps it secured. He pulls apart after a long while and it takes you a moment to open your eyes and when you do, you find him looking at you.

Jimin takes your phone from your hands and shows you the screen proudly. A video of the both of you kissing from seconds before, plays and you blush. “The next time you tell me I’m not sexy, you can watch this.” He grins.

His eyes light up as he looks at you with a glint in his eyes.

“Or, you could come to me and I’ll prove it to you over and over.”

“Um, just don’t break the trance guys, I’m not done with this.” Jin calls as he carefully sips the champagne from the glass while trying not to move it. He tips it backward to empty it but his attempt fails when the glass drops into the pool and sinks to the bottom. “Oh god, I thought the pass-through-ghost phase had ended but clearly not. At least this one didn’t break.”

A/N: For those of you who’re confused, Jin is the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. It’s random I know, but I like it. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write.

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Helloooo!! Of course I'll add you! Thank you for reading <3

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Transcending Time | Teaser!

(banner and moodboard by yours truly)

➼ Pairing: Taehyung x fem!reader

➼ Word count: 1,101 words

➼ Warnings: Strong language, angst

➼ Summary: Time is everlasting. Has seen every moment of Taehyung’s life. Every moment of all of his lives. Only in this life, she becomes a part of it.

➼ A/N: I have 16 drafts and my mind decided to come up with a new story. And I needed to finish it before I got lazy. The fic still needs a little bit of editing before I can publish it, but yeah, the teaser is here!

➼ Disclaimer: This story is an AU fanfiction that I have created using the names of the members of BTS. I do not claim any ownership over the members of BTS. The plot and the personalities of the characters are entirely my own. Do not plagiarize my work and do not repost.

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“Where are we?” Taehyung asks as he brings both his hands up to rub his arms. The evening was cold despite the warmth of the fires and the huge crowd that rejoiced in the street. The walls of the castle glittered in the night light, the towers so high into the skies that they seemed to reach Olympus, the Kingdom of the Gods.

“The Royal Ball, Kingdom of Hestia, year 1653. The coronation ceremony of the Prince happened two days ago, and the festivities are in full swing.” You mutter softly as you stare at the gates of the Palace, the same ones you’d once crossed a long time ago to watch him day and night.

“What?!” Taehyung gasps as he looks up in awe, the reality of the situation sinking in. He hadn’t really believed you up until then, not that it was something simple to believe in.

The people around you belonged to a different time, as opposed to the jeans and shirt you and Taehyung had donned, the women dancing with their arms linked in one another’s wore long gowns with long sleeves. The men whereas, wore long coats that hid their clothing, but you knew their style of clothing anyway.

Of course you did, you had been a part of this Kingdom.

“Alright, you’re a time traveller, you keep denying it but this is all the proof I need. Might as well admit it now.” He says but his attention is not on you, but on the glinting lights inside the palace.

“Come, let us go inside.” You say as you walk ahead of him and your lips stretch into a smile when you hear Taehyung squeal. He doesn’t stop talking even for a moment and you pay him no mind as he shoots you with questions about your ‘powers’ and if you both were ‘breaking into’ the palace.

You hum as you approach the heavy steel gates, which had once opened for you upon the King’s summons. The Royal Guard does not notice you come closer, and you don’t give them a glance you step right through the gates.

You hear another audible gasp and you see Taehyung follow right behind you. He looks about to burst with excitement and you crack a smile. He talks to himself about everything he notices, his gaze unblinking as he takes in the beauty that surrounds you both.

The palace grounds are quieter than the street, the only sound being the muffled noise of the party outside and the soft music playing from inside the palace. The grounds have a few Gazebos, each one occupied with a dancing couple.

But you were looking for one in particular.

This one is set to the far corner, away from the lights that illuminate the place making it look dark and mysterious. A place where things forbidden take place. You supposed in that time, what happened there had been sinful indeed.

The new King dances with a woman, dressed impeccably in dark blue. It hides her from the sight of onlookers, hides her from the consequences she would face if someone caught sight of them together.

“Look.” You jut your chin at them and Taehyung follows you line of sight.

“That’s the King?” He asks and you nod. Taehyung steps a little closer, to get a clearer view and you know that he does from the gasp that tumbles from his lips. You walk closer to him and stand at his side, watching the way Taehyung closes and open his mouth in shock.

“He-, He looks just like me.” He whispers, his head whipping to you instantly and the look on his face says he needs to know more.

“That is you, Taehyung. You were the youngest King to ever take the throne of the Kingdom of Hestia. This is just one of your many past lives.” You lay a hand on his arm and Taehyung remains quiet and you wait for it to sink into him.

“And that’s my wife, I mean, the Queen?” He asks after a while you bite your lip before you shake your head slowly. You watch the couple twirl inside, their soft smiles as they stare at each other and the curtains that sway with the breeze making sure she never came into sight.

But a fraction of a second is all it takes. Her eyes meet yours.

‘No’ You try to tell her. ‘Don’t do this. It will hurt. It will break both of you.’

She stares at you for a long second, her eyes hardening to stone as she understands what you imply. She shakes her head as though she had brushed you off, but you know she will listen. You know yourself.

You watch with solemn eyes as she breaks away from him, and despite the King’s adamant pursuit, she manages to slip from his fingers into the dark night. His deep voice is familiar as he calls out to her and you turn to see that Taehyung is anxious too.

“What happened? Where is she going?” Taehyung yells as he takes long steps forward and you hold him back by his hand.

“We need to leave.” You say as you keep your hold steady on a struggling Taehyung, closing your eyes as you take your mind back to the present day.

When you feel the soft cushion of Taehyung’s mattress beneath, you open your eyes to Taehyung’s tear streaked face.

“Why did you bring us back?” He’s shouting. “I have to know who she is! I have to find her!” He screams and pushes himself off the mattress.

“Stop it now, Taehyung.” You clench your jaw as you watch him pace. “She is not important. Not then, not now.” You scowl. The sole purpose of taking him there was to amuse him, but you had never imagined he would latch on to her.

“And what do you know about her?” He snarls and you place your palm on his chest, stopping him from coming any closer.

“I know her better than anybody else.” You glare and put your fingers to his temple. He blinks at you in confusion and a few seconds is all it takes to make him dizzy, his figure slumping sideways onto the bed. The edge of your fingers tingle with a silver hue and you watch it seep into your skin.

As you sit beside his form you try not to feel guilty of taking it from him. It was in your nature. It would be forgotten anyway and you had only made it faster.

After all, that’s one of the many things time has power over. It makes you forget, eventually.

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The Book Fortress Tumbles

BTS One shot

Pairing: Boyfriend!Taehyung x reader

Word count: 3,643 words

Warnings: Smut, strong language, sir!kink, dom!tae, teeny tiny bit of angst

Summary: Your exams are starting soon and you’re beyond stressed. You’re trying not to let that show but it all comes bursting out when your boyfriend Taehyung tries to get you to relax. When you realise your mistake, the only thing you can do, is apologise to him. Just not with words.

A/N: My college just announced that our exams will be held starting from 18th September. That’s too less time to mug up the entirety of the semester syllabus. Sigh. This one shot is reflecting my current situation (minus a Taehyung and dedication towards exams). I accidentally posted this when it was half finished lol, I panicked all the time I was taking it down xD.

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“Y/N~” Taehyung sang, skipping up to the study table, a pile of books hiding the person behind from view.

A faint “yes” was whispered softly from behind the walls of what seemed like a book fortress. Taehyung knew that the queen in this fort had probably not even looked up from her current preoccupation.

But somehow, as the “boyfriend”, he had a few special privileges. Somehow he could pull her to cuddle with him when she had an exam the day next, somehow he could wake her up in the middle of the night and still get her to cook for him, somehow he could steal her ice cream after having his and get her to find him rather cute.

Okay, maybe the last two aren’t true. Those are the things I’d do for her. He thought. Either way, whatever the consequences might be, he felt deprived, almost jealous of bound pages and thick covers.

She had told him a month before, on a day that Taehyung now marked as a blue day in his life, that her exams were coming up and that she’d have to focus on her studies. That she’d have to give her attention to her text books instead of her handsome boyfriend. And the second her exams would be done, they could do whatever he pleased.

Oh, the many many things Taehyung had in mind for everything that pleased him. On top of the list was her name in bold, underlined, Y/N. Y/N had been scanning her books so intently throughout this whole month, it seemed as though she was studying the instructions to defuse a bomb that was seconds from exploding. He hardly saw her around the house, only between the times she came outside to refill her snack jar or water bottle or for her meals. It got to the point where she hadn’t even realised that Taehyung had shifted to her apartment and had been staying with her throughout.

It was funny because they’d share the same bed and wake up inside a warm blanket burrito. Even if she had realised, she hadn’t said a word and Taehyung was more than happy with that. Staying back at his place while she was like this was close to being on an entirely different planet with no forms of communication.

He had picked up a lot of hobbies to distract himself, he played more video games, ate a lot of food, tried cooking (which surprisingly went okay), cleaned her house to make sure she was always comfortable and sometimes worked overtime because everything else was simply boring. But at times when she hadn’t noticed he’d pursue another wonderful hobby. Since Y/N wasn’t really bothered about what Taehyung was up to, he unashamedly spent his time staring at her. She wasn’t even dressed to impress these days, putting on the first thing she reached in her cupboard before sitting down to study.

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Contract - On the Table (M)

BTS One shot

Pairing: CEO!Yoongi x CEO!Reader

Word count: 7,020 words

Warnings: Smut, swearing, dom!yoongi, dom!reader, masturbation (male), spanking, oral (fem rec.), a lil bit of Taekook (mentions and intense gazes lol)

Summary: Y/N and Yoongi think their only common trait was to be on the cover of Brilliant Minds, a contract proves that they have more in common that they know.

A/N: After that Variety photoshoot? All of them be pulling off the damn CEO look and it has me drooling. This one was a request and I am more than happy that I wrote it. It’s pure filth, get me some Hobi water guys.

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“I want him.” Y/N declared as her fingers trailed over the smooth texture, imagining them touching the expensive suit and wondering how soft it would feel. Being on the cover page of Brilliant Minds was no joke and it was definitely something to be proud of. The most influential people made it there, the wealthiest, the ones with an attitude, astronomical ego and as they so popularly called it, a brilliant mind. Among all of these business magnets, the most common trait was that they were all too young to be that successful. That was exactly why they were called brilliant minds. They really did live up to the title.

The magazine didn’t have a publishing schedule. It all depended on coming across the right person to be in it. Needless to say, business soared right after the publication. Not that any of the people on its covers needed it, but it was a milestone, the highest of them all. The last one had been a month ago and the latest edition from just two days ago had definitely caught her interest.

The man staring back at her, his slim figure donned in a sharp grey suit, a hooded look to his eyes and his jaw clenched, looked impeccable. His single raised eyebrow said it all. This man was fucking proud. She could prove it from the barely noticeable raise at the corner of his lips.

Y/N fucking loved it. It was the same look that was etched onto her face since the past month. The previous copy of Brilliant Minds laid right next to the latest one and her own eyes stared back at her. She was fucking proud too.

“Funny, I heard he wanted you too.” Jungkook nodded from the other side of her desk. He quickly inverted the magazine towards himself as he flicked through the pages to the middle. It held another sharp cut of the same man with his side profile and Y/N immediately noticed the tantalizing jaw line. The two pages would have details of the interview with this man, and Y/N was definitely looking forward to reading his responses.

“Oh, really now? And how, may I ask, do you know that?” Y/N raised an eyebrow at her secretary, finding it unbelievable that he had insider information on almost everything. He was a social bird, and she hated that most of the time, she hated almost anything that was too loud and bubbly, which was exactly what Jungkook was. But there was a difference between how she treated others and how she was with Jungkook. She hated him in an almost, endearing way.

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Christmas Karaoke | JJK

BTS imagine: Ficmas Edition!

“Yeah, we’re all set, let’s start!” Jungkook exclaims as he wiggles his butt in front of you. It's late in the evening, your whole house a mess with plates of food and used mugs lying around. Colourful gift wrappers littered the floor, the gift they had once contained now in a pile next to the glittering tree.

You were wrapped up in one of Jungkook's hoodies, the colours red and white prominent in it, similar to how he was dressed. As you chuckle and reach out to tap his butt, he turns and hands you the red shiny karaoke mic. He himself is holding a purple one, and he twirls it in his hand as he starts to pick a song.

It's not as though there would be a huge variety of songs, seeing as Jungkook was hell bent on singing the same three songs that had been on his mind for the past week.

As soon as the tune of Jingle Bells plays, you chuckle as you stand up. Jungkook looks at you and wiggles, a huge bunny smile lighting up his face as he dances to the tune. You bust a few moves of your own, as you shimmy and shake your hands on both sides alternatively.

While his voice sounds like that of an angel, you stare at him dreamily for a few seconds before you join in and add off key high notes to it. Jungkook takes your hand as he twirls you around, and you lift your hand to do the same. He has to bend to curve under your arm and you raise yourself on tippy toes to make the move smooth.

"Merry Christmas my love!" Jungkook screams into the mic when the song ends, throwing away the mic and grabbing your waist. He then twirls you around non stop and you're both giggling too loud for it to be considered normal.

"Stop, I'm dizzy, I can see two of everything!" You snort and Jungkook follows.

"HO HO HO! Mr. Claus has granted your wish of having more of me." He laughs and looks at you with expectant eyes. "Get it? Two of me? More of me?" He asks, shaking his head excitedly and you nod your head vigorously, bursting into laughter.

"Ohmygod yes! You're so funny-" You clutch your stomach as you wheeze, holding onto your boyfriend's arm so as to not topple over. He holds you tight and in a few minutes the adrenaline rush fades out as you feel your limbs get heavy with exhaustion.

"Yeah. I'm sleepy." You murmur as you smack your lips and rest your head on Jungkook's lap. You feel his hands softly carding through your hair and your eyes fall shut.

"Love you baby." You hear but you're much too tired to say it back so you hum. Jungkook understands, and the last thing you feel before you fall asleep is the soft brush of his lips on your temple.

“Yeah, you see that? 90 points. Ninety. That’s all because of this angelic voice!” Jin exclaims as he taps the glowing screen. He sees Jungkook's eyelids flutter and starts up another song. He grabs the abandoned mic and clears this throats “Let’s get this!”

“Man, I must be too tired, I see the mic floating.” Jungkook chuckles as he drops his head onto the cushion and closes his eyes.

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin is the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write.

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Not Chocolate | JHS

BTS Imagine: Ficmas Edition!

"Wait, I swear I put it right here." You mutter to yourself as you turn around to face the counter top again. It had been only five minutes since you'd turned around to look for a glass jar.

"The cake was literally right here!" You exclaim as you look around frantically. You'd been working on it for quite a while and you were almost done. But where was it?

"Babe!" You call out in panic and right then your phone dings. You glance at the lit screen for a split second and notice it's a Vlive notification and you turn away again without giving it much thought.

And then it strikes you. You do a double take. Scrambling to your phone, you read what it says in the tiny display.

'Ho Ho Hobi's Xmas! Ft. Chocolate cake!'

You tap on it instantly and are faced with your boyfriend's grinning figure and right in his hands, is your missing cake.

"Merry Christmas to me!" You hear from Hoseok's room and the tiny version of him on your screen follows. He sings with glee as he waves around the cake in his hand in sync with his tune. You groan.

As you slowly walk towards his room, you peer around the edge of the door making sure you wouldn't fall into the camera's view.

Hoseok doesn't notice your presence, continuing to swing the cake around with so much enthusiasm, as though he'd never even seen one before.

You suddenly wish you had super human speed so you could zoom past his figure, snatch the cake and leave, all in a fraction of a second. All that was stopping you was the camera.

It seems as though you'd jinxed it and the next instant Hoseok is turning around to face you. His expression goes blank for a second before he's throwing you a dazzling grin.

"Babe! Come here! I was just showing your baking skills to all these lovelies, this cake looks so good! I'll show you their comments c'mon!" He says as he pulls you into his room and you're sure you're in the frame.

Hoseok balances the cake on one hand and you forget all about the camera. You watch in horror as the cake slides a little and you extend your hand hoping you could save it.

Right before it could slip, Hoseok straightens it, huffing a little and chuckling. "Phew, that was close. Wait, this isn't chocolate flavored, is it?"

When he turns around to face you, he finally notices the glare. Unconsciously his hand slants. The cake slips.

'Splat!'

"Uh oh." Hoseok utters.

"That. Was. For. Tonight." You grit out and your boyfriend shrinks.

"Um, guys I'll, uh, I will be back. If I'm alive." He mutters before turning off the Vlive and facing you. He lunges at you, clutching you tight in his arms as he hugs you.

"I'm sorry! But you're not mad right? It's Christmas! You can't be!" he wiggles you around, not bothering to give you space to breathe. You sigh. Indeed.

"Clean it up." You say calmly and walk out while Hoseok simply follows you like a puppy.

"No fair! I didn't mean to!"

"The texture is pretty good." Jin nods as he licks his fingers clean of the icing he'd just scooped from the top of the cake. "Though I prefer it to be a little sweeter."

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! 💜

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write. (Gifs aren't mine)

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"So, are you ready for your present?" Jimin calls out from your bedroom and you wiggle as you bounce in your seat.

"But Christmas is day after! Does that mean I still get presents that day? I want them now in that case." You rant but you could hardly contain your excitement. Even if he didn't give you another, you would never give up the chance of seeing your presents early. You probably would whine that you had no presents, but that was a matter for later.

But when your boyfriend reassures you that you did have one for the actual day as well, you waste no time in asking him to give you your "Pre Christmas present" as he called it.

"Alright, here it comes!" Jimin says as he walks out with a silly smile on his face. You move around in your seat trying to get a look at his hands but frown when you notice he's empty handed.

Your eyes shift up to his face and that's when you notice the red ribbon tied around his face like a present to be opened, complete with a bow on top.

"How's it?" Jimin chuckles with crescent eyes and you burst out laughing at how endearing he is.

"Let me guess, you're the present?" You ask and Jimin gives you a shrug and an eye roll as if to say 'Duh!'. You take his hands into yours as you pull him onto the couch beside you looking over his features while trying to hold back a smile.

"Hmm, do I like it? Not sure as of now." You hum as though deep in thought and Jimin's brows furrow.

"Yah!" he whines as he pushes your hands off of his, trying to fake a pout but ending up looking like an adorable puppy. You giggle again and Jimin's face splits into a smile instantly.

You slowly untie the ribbon and as soon as it's free Jimin makes a wonky face when it falls to your lap.

"Yes, I think I like it very much. Quite an adorable gift." You say and Jimin hums along as you trace your hands over his face.

"And very soft and squishy and cute. Me likey." You pinch his cheeks and shake him and Jimin tries to stop you with words but all you hear is garbled speech. When you release him, he fixes you with a look.

"The gift was supposed to be hot and sexy. Not adorable and cute." he huffs and you chuckle.

"Well, in that case, you should've just put on the ribbon and nothing else." You raise an eyebrow and Jimin perks up.

"I can do that!"

"Wait a second, that's the ribbon I was looking for!" Jin whines as he tries to sneak it away from in between your now intertwined bodies. When he manages to free it, he turns to the star hanging from the Christmas tree from which it was originally removed.

"These kids always manage to triple my work."

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write. (Gifs aren't mine)

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Ah, red it is | KTH

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“Oh god I can’t believe we’re finally done with the decorations. I am so tired.” You groan as you slump down on the sofa. You loll your head around hoping to find a good spot that’s comfortable to nurse the stiffness in your neck.

As soon as you do, you narrow your eyes to look at your boyfriend standing in front of the Christmas tree you both had been decorating since morning. His hands are on his hips, a Santa hat on his head which is slowly moving up and down as though he’s scrutinizing to see what’s missing.

“Please don’t.” You say and Taehyung turns to you in surprise.

“Don’t what?” He asks and you sit up straight. “You’re giving that look where you want to add more decorations. It’s already happened five times today and a million more in all the years I’ve known you.” You sigh and Taehyung chuckles.

“I can’t help it babe.” He walks over to the mantelpiece and looks at his reflection in the intricately designed mirror placed above it. “Something is missing.” He scrunches his eyebrows as he sucks in his lower lip in deep thought.

Taehyung ultimately decides to give up on it and snuggles into you on the couch. The next morning, when you wake up on the couch draped in a warm fluffy blanket, you realise that you both had fallen asleep while cuddling.

However the source of warmth is currently missing, but just then you hear the main door close. Taehyung walks in, decked in a reddish pink sweater looking fresh as snow but that’s not what makes your jaw drop to the floor.

No, it’s the flaming red colour of his hair and you almost faint at how stunning he looks.

"I figured out what was missing." He says as he points to his hair and you don't say a word, continuing to stare at him like a deer caught in headlights.

“So I’m guessing it looks good?” He asks, his lips pulling into an unmistakable smirk.

“Uhh.” You say incoherently, still in your sleepy daze and out of breath from the way Taehyung seemed to smirk at you. He saunters over to you slowly, biting his lip when he sees your jaw drop lower and lower.

His fingers reach up to your chin lightly and he brings his face closer to yours. His eyes slip down to your lips and you watch in anticipation when all you want is his mouth on yours and your hands in his hair.

“Your breath stinks.” He snaps you out of that haze when he shuts your mouth with the hand under your chin and giggles. Had you not been caught off guard you would’ve retorted with sarcasm, definitely not the small whimper that escapes your lips.

A few seconds later you blink repeatedly trying to get your mind clear and your eyes widen as you regain speech.

"You think I care? Shut up and kiss me." You order and right as the last word spills from your mouth Taehyung's lips are on yours.

"Your wish, my command."

"Ah, this colour actually looks stunning on me." Jin says as he cards his hand through freshly dyed purple hair. "I had no idea Hobi was running the spooky parlour or I would've visited way back when."

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write. (Gifs aren't mine)

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