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n4mina · 2 years

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⟭⟬ kisses | slightly suggestive

anon: How do you think they’d all kiss?

JIN

A bit of a tease who kisses anywhere but your lips. It’s cute and still gives you those butterflies but if you want a true kiss, you have to ask and it has to be nicely

“Wake upppp,” Jin whines in your ear, massaging your side with his hand and coating your cheeks with kisses. Noticing the way you stir, he pulls away, slowing down the shower of affection by pecking the tip of your nose

“It’s the weekend…” you mumble, going in for a kiss on the lips only for him to dodge with a small laugh. This irritates you, considering you were not only woken up but also woken up on a day that you could’ve slept in, so you bury your face in the pillows and ignore his protests. “You’re so mean to me, Seokjin.”

With a small shake of your shoulders, he makes you look back up again, choosing violence and kissing the corners of your mouth. You just can’t win with him

With a sigh of defeat, you pout in his direction, you look so cute yet sad and it almost makes him feel bad. “Please? Just one?” He gives in instantly to your request, pressing his lips to yours, so deep that you can feel him grin. How could he say no to you?

SUGA

Passionate, skilled, slow. Literally a dream kisser, which makes you sad because you don’t kiss Yoongi as often as you would like, mostly because he isn’t into PDA and would much rather avoid the relentless teasing of his fellow band members

However, when you get to kiss him? Gosh it’s like being sent to heaven, he builds it up with intense looks, gentle touches, small and faint smiles. His lips always always always taste of tasteful chapstick and he always lets you control the pace of the kiss

“Is this too fast?” You break your kiss with him as he stares back at you, the small shake of his head letting you know you’re doing a great job. He lets you tug his hair a little, he lets you move your lips exactly how you want

“It’s perfect,” he spares you some praise, just enough to encourage you to keep going. His kisses can leave you breathless, you craved them so often and when you finally got your alone time with your boyfriend, he made it worth the wait

Kisses are most likely given in his studio or his own bed, anywhere where the two of you can be both comfortable and alone

HOSEOK

Pecker, 100%. Always always always gives you the quickest of pecks at every hour of the day, almost like an alarm clock that alerts you when it’s a new hour

There’s no complaints on your end though because they may be short, but they’re full of lovable enthusiasm. You can feel the love through his actions when he does it, like the way his hand slips behind your neck or how his eyelashes tickle your cheeks

“Hobi!” He had been gone for so long, and anyone who kept you company during his trip would agree that your mood did a full 180 once you heard his footsteps hit the tiled floor

Pulling you into a warm bear hug, he breathes in your smell with a bright smile, swaying the two of you back and forth like he does all the time

He pushes you back slightly and you can practically see the hearts dancing in his pretty eyes as he stares you down, so so glad to be with you again. He loves his job and being with his boys but nothing compares to you, the passion he feels for you shows in the way he presses the softest of kisses to your lips

NAMJOON

It’s never just one kiss with Namjoon. There’s always either a few more or a lot more but he can’t help it, he loves kissing you more than he loves breathing. This was something you learned quickly in your relationship as he literally only pulled away from your lips to gasp for air, just to dive back in seconds later

“Those boys are so lucky to have you,” your comment slipped out of your mouth in the dark room, your hands in Namjoon’s hair, twirling the strands and running your nails against his scalp. “You’re so good to them. So good at everything you do.”

It was so late, you were surprised the both of you were still awake. You needed this time though, considering that this was the first time he could lay down with you in weeks. Thoughts came and went as you stared up at the ceiling, smiling gently be as you felt his heart thump a little faster in his chest

He only planned to give you a small kiss as a thank you, but it’s only natural to crave one more, right? One more turned into two and soon, your lips meshed together, struggling to part as if you were glued to each other

“I’m pretty lucky too though,” you could feel the cheesy, sappy, gross line coming at you at 100mph. He gave you a cheeky smile, “because I get to kiss you all I want.”

JIMIN

Kissing is easily one of his absolute favorite pastimes, would rather kiss you than watch movies or play games or cook. Kisses you every opportunity he gets, even creates his own opportunities just because he loves it so much

What I’m trying to say is Jimin is absolutely whipped for you. But we already knew that, it’s obvious in the way that he would volunteer to do some of the shit he fears just because you said you’d kiss him if he did it

“Jimin,” you call over to him as he’s in the middle of a game, only grunting in acknowledgment to let you know he’s listening. “Can you get my charger from the room? ‘M too lazy, please?”

He almost denies since he’s in the middle of a game, but then you propose that you’ll give him some kisses as a thank you and suddenly he’s up, abandoning his controller and headset. You can faintly hear the boys complaining through the headphones, which makes you laugh like a brat knowing that you’re getting your way

“Pay first,” he smiles down at you, dangling the charger in your face. He acts as if that’s a punishment, but really you weren’t lazy, you just loved kissing him as much as he did and wanted an excuse

TAEHYUNG

Taehyung has many weird and unexplainable (but also objectively very cute) habits, and one of them is pulling you into his lap whenever he wants to kiss you

You already know what he wants when he pulls you into his lap, beaming up at you as you tower over him. Your legs straddle his on the couch, he doesn’t need to say anything for you to lean down and place a kiss on his soft lips

“Isn’t this embarrassing?” You ask in between kisses, making him lean up a little to swipe a few pecks. “What if one of the members walk in? What’re you gonna say then?”

The question was ignored, Tae’s hands gliding up and down your arms gently, feverishly pressing his lips into yours. Although, you were sure that his answer would teeter from jokingly asking said member to join or him simply not caring if any of them witnessed him expressing his undying love for you

He was a piece of work, really. The way he shamelessly made out with you, on display for anyone to walk into just made you fall in love with him even more

So very touchy, always has to have his hands occupied when he kisses you. They’ve found themselves slid into the pockets of your pants or nuzzled against both of your cheeks. Maybe even tickles you if he’s feeling rather playful

“Koo, stop that,” you laughed against his mouth, feeling your heartbeat quicken at the sound of his own pretty giggle in response to your misery. His fingers in fact did not stop, brutally attacking your sides and brushing gently enough to make you cackle. “I said stop!”

“Keep going is what I heard,” he mumbled, eyelids heavy as he stared at your flustered expression with a dopey smile. “Do you really hate my touch that much? I’m hurt.”

You couldn’t resist rolling your eyes at his dramatic words, shutting him up with your lips. In true Jungkook fashion, his hands soon found themselves planted neatly on your waist, squeezing and kneading gently at the flesh of your hip, making you melt in his touch

It was simply impossible for him to keep his hands to himself when it came to you and he would be the first person to admit it

#Me and Namjoon when ? 🤞🏽#4fic

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the bias room. // kth, myg, jjk.

this came out of nowhere out of me in a half an hour, randomly because of what I posted a few days ago about biases.

pairing: taehyung x reader, yoongi x reader, jungkook x reader, all of you guys together really...

summary: just silliness, BUT THIS COULDVE TAKEN A TURN, you think you have one bias, but that's not the case- and they're all self aware...

word count: 2k (just a bluuuurb)

warnings: none, angry yoongi, cocky tae, silly jk, little insinuations that's it, some swearing... this could be more but I wanted to get it out

“What’s he doing back here?” A deep, grumbly voice mumbled from behind you while you prepped for dinner, bustling around the kitchen so they wouldn’t spend too much time waiting for you.

“Yoongi,” You sigh heavily, having gone over this with him numerous times. Pulling the fridge open to grab the butter, you give him a look, “He doesn’t leave, you know that.” The mint haired (just how you liked him) boy pouts, folding his arms across his chest.

“I didn’t sign up for this,” He mutters. Placing the spatula you were holding carefully on the counter, you turn to face him, offering your hands for him to take. He simply shakes his head once. You settle placing your hands on your hips, tapping your foot a couple times, unsure of how else to explain how this arrangement works.

“Yoongi,” You start, his eyes full of hope looking up at you. Your words didn’t please him, “He’s been here since the very first day… You. Know. That. That video had me by the throat, then BOOM, here he was! He doesn’t just go away.”

“Then how come some days it’s just me? Some days I’m the only one here, and he’s gone!” His eyebrows furrowed, getting defensive of you, “He leaves you, and it’s just me who sticks around. I’m always here, not him.” Dinner was forgotten about. Stepping forward, you offer your hands again, which he takes gently.

“Shouldn’t that make you feel good?” You ask, voice softening, “You are always here, not him.” You had him for a second, focused solely on you, hanging on every syllable that fell from your lips, but then Taehyung rounded the corner interrupting the moment.

“What’s going on? Dinner? I’m starving,” He says, and the frustrated expression lives on Yoongi’s face once more. Taehyung reaches between the two of you, placing a hand on your cheek, making sure you looked over at him, then saunters over to the counters checking out what you were putting together.

“Sweeeet,” He sang, “My favorite!” Yoongi drops your hands, crossing his arms again, and storms over to the living room, flopping down on a couch. Letting out a breath as you watch him, you then turn toward Taehyung who stood before you with his dark black curls covering his eyes (exactly how you liked him).

“Is he pissed again?” He nearly whispers, glancing over your shoulder to get a glimpse of disappointed mint Yoongi. Watching Taehyung lick his lips, you nod as he looks back over at you.

“Pissed that I’m back, or pissed you changed his look again?” He chuckles, placing a hand around your waist.

“Pissed you’re back,” You whisper, falling under the charm trap. Taehyung pouts his lips, and clicks his tongue, now towering over you as he steps closer.

“It’s not your fault,” He says, “You can’t help it,” His cocky attitude peeking out, “I looked good on this day,” He gestures to himself dressed in all white, “Y’know I thought Jimin looked better than me, so for that to be the first thing you see and get stuck with me… I’m honored, really.” He starts to grin, as his words make you giggle. Taking a second to check on Yoongi, you want to shy away as you catch his daggers for eyes glaring at you two. You felt bad, and a little ashamed.

Taehyung didn’t care, he enjoyed it actually. When his carefree nature was satisfied with the attention, he left, giving you space, knowing that too much of him was not a good thing. Addicting, he’d said once, though you shut that down immediately. Addicting wasn’t it, it was more like an unhealthy attachment… Having him around all the time was almost suffocating in a way.

Yoongi showed up one day unexpectedly. You weren’t looking, you weren’t missing Taehyung. He was here, actually, when Yoongi arrived, the day you discovered Agust D. That’s how he started, with the dark hair and hard, brooding attitude, but he’s changed many times now since Daechwita dropped.

As often as Taehyung would step out the door, Yoongi never seemed to leave. He was always here, he was always there for you. To listen, to give his advice, to spend quiet days with you, letting you know it was okay to rest, and take care of yourself. Even on days where Taehyung came back around, all you had to do was sneak a peek over your shoulder and Yoongi was there to give you a soft smile and reminder that he wasn’t going anywhere. No wonder this frustrated him to no end, coming in second to Taehyung, getting called the ‘wrecker’ when in the end it was your fault.

“Yoongi,” Taehyung called over to him. Your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach, unsure of how this was going to go down. The past few days of them both being around had been tedious, everyone walking on eggshells afraid to speak too much. You expected Yoongi to just watch from the couch, instead he stood up to your surprise and his appearance changed once again.

With pushed back, ginger hair, dripping in silver jewelry, he adjusted the black t-shirt he was wearing and walked toward you and Taehyung slowly.

“Oh, really,” Tae scoffed, “Changing because you know that’s her actual favorite?” You blush, eyes glued to Yoongi who started to smirk. This look, this post-concert, V-Live, slightly disheveled look- tore you apart. From the moment you saw it, you were a melting mess.

“Sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Yoongi says in a deep, chilling voice. Taehyung groans under his breath and changes before you, making Yoongi roll his eyes. He was no longer in his MOTS:7, ON, era look that he typically always paraded around in, now he donned his opening look for Butter, keeping his dark hair, popping open a button on his shirt, topped off with a lollipop propped between his lips.

“Not sure that tops this,” Yoongi narrowed his eyes, tapping on his chest. You kept glancing between the two of them like you were watching ping pong, getting nervous as the two stepped closer and closer.

Suddenly, a door swinging open from somewhere in the room catches the attention of all three of you, necks snapping toward the sound of eager feet rushing toward you.

“You’re kidding,” Taehyung mutters.

“Look! Look!” An excited voice was chanting, “They’re brand new!” Yoongi simply laughs.

Jungkook stood before you all, pointing to his feet where he was wearing a ginormous pair of boots proudly. The innocent grin on his face made you giggle, feeling bashful amongst his cuteness. Yoongi and Taehyung both look at you, deadpan, watching you blush at the youngest. Then, as fast as he appeared, he was gone.

“The fuck was that?” Taehyung asks you.

“Feeling jealous?” Yoongi asks him, stepping forward one more time before you place a hand to his chest to hold him back.

“When did he start staying here?” Taehyung keeps his attention on you, ignoring his elder. Sighing, you shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut.

“I don’t… remember…” You mumble.

“You don’t remember!?” Taehyung tosses his hands out to the side. Yoongi starts to smile smugly.

“If you were around you’d know,” He teases Taehyung who shoots him a glare.

“And you know?” He retorts. Yoongi nods, confidently, and tells him the story.

It started with Jungkook knocking on the door- occasionally. It was rare, actually, and only happened once every few weeks. Come to think of it, you realize Jungkook’s been stopping by for a while now, possibly since the start of Yoongi. He was endearing, and just innocent, yet so mysterious at times. The visits didn’t last long, he’d greet you then he’d be on his way. It was sweet, like an old friend checking in, but then after some time he somehow got a key to the door and started letting himself in. He was wearing black more often, and the tattoos had started littering his arm.

“Tattoo’s?” Taehyung lifted a brow, glancing down to you where you sheepishly shrugged your shoulders, “You like my look from ON, not surprised, continue.”

It wasn’t until the Permission to Dance concerts began, where they got new outfits for FAKE LOVE… that’s when Jungkook moved himself and his teal colored hair right in. Since then he’s been back to his long black hair, and big baggy clothes, sleeves short enough for you to see the art he wore, and not for nothing, the piercing in his lip definitely stirred your stomach a bit. He didn’t spend much time around, he was flighty, he had other obligations, but he never failed to remind that he was indeed, very much there.

“How’s it feel?” Yoongi teased Taehyung, “You got two that moved in after you.” You expected Tae to snap, or something to happen between them. Instead, he directs his focus to you.

“Someone asked you recently, right?” He starts, “About your bias?” You nod, slowly, swallowing hard. Taehyung lifts a hand to gently drag the back of his fingers on your cheek, to which Yoongi slaps his arm away.

“What did you tell them?” Taehyung asks you, swirling his tongue around his lollipop. You look to Yoongi for half a second, feeling bad, but he knew. “Right here,” Tae snaps his fingers and points to his face.

“V,” You whisper, “I said, V.” Biting his bottom lip with a smirk he nods.

“Of course you did,” His tone switches up, comforting you, “Like a good girl-“

“Aye!” Yoongi swats at his hand that tries to touch you again, “Enough!”

“Guys!” Jungkooks voice rang through the room once more, “Hey!” He hurried right to your side, catching his breath, now with his hair pulled up into a bun wearing light colored contacts and black skinny jeans.

“What am I missing?” He smiles at you, eyeing his friends curiously.

#4fic

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we did it!!!!!

Congratulations!!!!

Here we are, 4 months in this new space and we’ve hit a big milestone(again)!! I love each and every one of you and thank you for being here. To celebrate our success, I’d like to open requests for one week only.💕

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crying, screaming, and punching the air holy shit. my heart fell to my ass MULTIPLE times i loved this fic 🫠

pick & roll | LA Lakers - one shot (jjk)

point guard | jeon jungkook

♛ genre: friends with benefits, brother’s bestfriend (ft. kim namjoon) | heavy angst, smut

♛ summary: being one of the most popular players in the nba, jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. he could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. it’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with jeon jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. the more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

♛ pairing: reader x nba player!jjk, fuckboy!jjk

♛ words: 19.2k

♛ warnings: buckle in cause you’re in for a treat 🤧 this is going to be messy and it’s intended to be that messy sorry lol, tried to make this as relatable as possible by drawing from personal experiences and sprinkling them in 🥲, tattooed jungkook but no piercings cause nba rules 😅 cussing/mature language, special appearances by lakers dj & stanley + clippers jay, subtle hints of namjoon’s fic through oc 👀, there’s one mention of taehyung in here haha, lots of flashback scenes (indicated), alcohol consumption, intoxication, club scenes, dancing, protected + unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, head game on 100 (oral m. & f. receiving), gagging, multiple orgasms, light spit play, breast play, marking, making out, grinding, ass smacking, fingering/clit play, praising, some dirty talk, use of pet names (like baby, princess, babygirl), erotic asphyxiation, toxic, manipulative relationship shit **(pls heed with caution)**, accusations, rumors, crying, yelling, physical altercation, jungkook is just a selfish dick on a power trip

♛ one-shot playlist: met him last night - demi lovato & ariana // start a riot - duckwrth & shaboozey // act up - rich brian & earthgang // toxic - kehlani // nights like this (live) - kehlani

“Fuck— that’s it right there, baby girl— shit.” Jungkook breathily moans as his hand is locked onto the back of your head, pretty lips wrapped around his length. He cocks your head back and forth, keeping the tip of his cock knocking at the back of your throat, waiting until he feels you gag before releasing. “Look at you.” He smirks, amused by the thick saliva trail that connects his tip to your bottom lip. He sees the tears staining your cheeks, eyes still full of lust and begging for more of him. “Tell me you can take more, baby.”

Which, he’ll gladly give to you since you’re sitting so prettily on your knees for him.

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RYEEENNNN THIS IS MY THIRD TIME THROUGH 😮‍💨 i loved it. We love a dom Yoongi. I need him. I want him. We all want him. THANK YOUUU 4 blessing us with this art, holy shit. I deadass felt like yn when reading this me & her would be besties fr fr

stay (3tan) (m) | myg

title: stay (the weekend, pt. 2) pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f) series: masterlist | three tangerines | fireworks | house party | basketball rating/genre: m (18+) ; fluff , smut ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au summary: after almost a whole weekend of misses, you and yoongi finally hit your stride. and after almost a whole year of almosts, you finally capture those moments you’ve been waiting for. warnings: cursing, choking, protected sex, penetration, more overthinking, fingering, restraints (his hands), cunnilingus, body worship, spanking, cockwarming, his hands yall don’t say i didn’t warn you, breast play, sl*t mentions, light slapping, …a mirror……., a jk appearance…, min yoongi in general, does fluff count as a warning bc i think it rly should lol note: uhh. surprise? >:) happy start of minmarch ig lolol. thank you to my lovelies @sugakookitty @yoon2k and @joheunsaram for being amazing betas as usual and putting up w me !! :’)) and a huge thanks to everyone that’s been encouraging and supportive along the way. this part is the biggest yet and i wanna say so much here but i will refrain. there will just be lots in the author’s note at the end :) and yoongi? screw you for spoiling everyone way too much this time around LMAO note 2: oh! if you haven’t read the rest of the three tangerines series, i highly encourage you to read those before this one! it would make more sense. drop date: march 2nd, 2022, 7:17pm est word count: 18.6k!!! HUH..

What the fuck was that sound?

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#yoongi #4FIC #yoongi x reader #bts x reader

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GUYS!!! I GOT TICKETS FOR DAY 4 😭 IM SO HAPPY!!

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GUYS! Help me out this is my first concert ever and I just need to know how much floor seats were if you went to PTD LA? 🥺 And any tips on ticketing?

#sina talks #bts x reader #bts ptd la #bts ptd lv #bts ptd

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stop the vegas dates?? I LIVE IN VEGAS. I literally screamed at work when I saw it. I’ve been manifesting this one since the LA dates 😭 i’m so happy. And on 2/22/22? Thank you universe!! Real excited for the tickets to go on sale as well ❤️‍🔥 the photo is how I’d talk about them LOL i still do this 😩

#sina talks #bts x reader #bts vegas #IM SO HAPPY #I CANT WAIT

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ren ~ 🫂 i loved this! can’t wait to see more of our yn & yoongi 💌

back to you. ten.

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The bar was sleek, a prim employee standing behind it, creating fruity drinks for a few girls giggling with a singer you recognized. The entire back wall was filled with bottles of the most expensive drinks known to mankind. Bottles of whiskey, tequila, vodka— every kind and it overwhelmed you, unsure of what is in your budget for the night.

“Would you like something to drink?” The sudden voice of the bartender makes you look up, straightening up your posture.

“I don’t suppose you have some soju?” It’s a half joke, and you're glad he catches on.

He chuckles softly, “the cheapest on the menu is the margarita.”

You let out a sigh of relief, “thank god. Could I get one of those?”

“Of course,” he sends you a kind smile. “Coming right up.” The man turns away, focusing on making your drink, letting your eyes continue to run about the place.

The walls of the place are a sleek dark brown, no indentation or scratch anywhere. There were a few pieces dangling down from the ceiling, creating such a glittery light that you found captivating. It was fairly quiet, only some individuals speaking to one another, a few laughs when the conversation turned funny. It was a pleasant place.

You’re turning your body back to the bartender when your eyes latch onto a familiar figure. Walking towards you is the man you had held so near and dear to your heart for so long. The man you had stalked on Twitter, smiling bright as you came across a selfie with his gummy or bored smile. He looked the same, besides the slight rocker aesthetic he had in high school. His hair wasn’t sticking out in every direction, rather, it sat at the top of his head, shiny and fluffy. He didn’t wear the dark eye makeup he wore either, face smooth and fresh.

But his eyes. They were the same. They creased up when he sent you a smile, like all those times you two hung out in your bedroom and he laughed at your silly antics. The times you stood across the student body, nervous to give a speech, and he managed to help you relax with that damned smile. The one you felt yourself melting under as he stood across from you.

“Yoongi.” Your own smile is bright as you pick yourself up off the chair. He doesn’t say anything, rather, his eyes are trailing about your face, trying to take you in. He doesn’t seem to believe it’s real either, overwhelming feelings from the past rushing at the both of you. It’s not resentment like you had thought it would be, it was nothing but happiness and excitement. Taking things into your own hands, you wrap your arms around his figure, his cold leather jacket pushed up against you.

He doesn’t hesitate wrapping his own arms around you, chin laying atop of your head, taking you in completely. “It’s been so long.” He mumbles, feeling his chest rumble with every word.

“It has.” Your voice is shaky, with nerves and slight fear. You feel absolutely insane for loving being in his hold. It was if the two of you weren’t parted for ten years, getting back to where you last were before it went wrong. It was unbelievable how much of a hold he still had on you.

You hesitantly pull away, sitting back down onto your seat as Yoongi takes the one right beside you.

“You look the same.” You begin. “You're just missing that messy hairstyle and eyeliner.”

“That was a look,” he laughs, thinking back to his high school days. “My mom was so happy when I grew out of that phase.”

“It was cute.” You smile at him, grabbing the drink that had been placed for you. “Had all the girls swooning.”

He scoffs with a laugh, “you and I both know no one swooned over me. They were all scared of me.”

“Aw come on,” you tease. “They wouldn’t ask you out but they definitely looked for too long when you walked by.”

“Hmm, I’m not sure I believe you.”

“Why would I lie?”

“To stroke my ego?”

“I know, you know I don’t need to stroke anything, your ego is through the roof.”

He shakes his head, “me? Never.”

“Oh, really? Mr. Tongue Technology rapping about all the designer stuff he has.”

“Hey, I worked for that designer, you bet your ass I’m gonna rap about it.”

You can’t help but laugh at his childish demeanor. Despite the tough persona he put on, he was still the introverted Yoongi who liked stuffed bears on his bed and his mom to cut up his fruit.

When you first met him, he had cozied up to you almost immediately. Hoseok liked to joke that you’d end up dating in middle school, to which you both declined, blushing messes. Nevertheless, you two continued sticking to one another like glue — as did the others. It wasn’t until the summer going into freshman year that Hoseok’s premonition came true.

Thinking back, you weren’t even sure how it happened. One second, you were at camp, sitting at a bench with Yoongi during study hour. The next, you found your lips pressed to his. It was awkward, a stale kiss that barely had any passion, but the two of you learned together because soon after, your relationship was set. A true best friend to lovers trope that you liked to read growing up.

Only there wasn’t a happy ending. You didn’t end up together, time passed, heartbreaks healed and now, you were sitting at a bar, chatting about the happenings in each other’s lives. You weren’t married to him like you thought you would be at eighteen, you didn’t own a house with him, you didn’t have kids with him — you had nothing with him. Nothing but the hope of rekindling your many years of friendship.

Yoongi managed to convince you he’d pay for drinks, and scolded the bartender (who he’s friends with) for scaring you with the prices. In a more sarcastic way than snobby, he assured you it wouldn’t make a dent in his wallet. Hesitantly, you gave in, drinking the same expensive thing he did.

Now, you’re 28 years old. You’re not the most lightweight, years of experience piling up, but the quality must have been amazing, the mood turning lighter the more the two of you drank. Your bodies drew closer to one another, laughing over another story of yours from New York and your previous coworkers. What seemed to get to you the most wasn’t how good he looked or how sweet his smile was (although they do play a hand.). It was how enthralled he was on you. He watched your lips move as you spoke fervently about something you found fascinating. He nods, telling you to keep going, eyes not leaving you once.

And you’re weak. You’re a weak, weak person for the guy you hadn’t wanted to let go in the first place. He was so sweet and he was the same Yoongi you knew and loved, only much more attentive. It was exactly what you wanted from him to begin with.

Perhaps it was also the fact that you hadn’t slept with anyone in such a long time, but god, you wanted him badly. And you had to be an idiot to miss the way he wanted you just as much.

It’s how the two of you ended up in his huge apartment, dragging each other’s clothes off as hastily as possible. Your lips connected once free, toppling onto his all too big of a bed. You only pull away when you pull on your own hair, a loud laugh coming from the two of you at the awkward moment. But it doesn’t deter you, rather, it fuels you further.

Heart full, laughing at any awkward exchange, you two share a night that could either make or break your shared futures.

！ ׅ࣪ ✰︬ 🎈 ࣪ ׅ ☺︎ ׅ ࣪ ♡ ⃝🦴 ࣪ ׅ ᵎᵎ

an ⋮ i was going to write smut but im so frustrated with everything i write that i had to scrap it or i’d embarrass myself 😣 but thank you for reading! i know ppl sometimes read smau’s for the quick read which is why there will only be like a max of one of two written portions throughout the story! gimme ur thoughts! talking to u about my series motivates me a ton, so don’t be shy to talk to me! love u, take care, besitos!

#yoongi #4FIC #yoongi x reader #bts x reader #this story makes me ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 inside #i love it

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the need to know. [teaser].

pairing: jung hoseok x fem!reader

summary: in which you & hoseok love keeping media on the need to know.

warnings: fwb (?) , platonic!ot7 (except hobi), western artist yn, idol!hobi, cussing, angst/fluff

authors note: happy (belated) birthday to my beloved hobi. thank you for always being my light ♡ also, i love f2l & idol aus so here it is…! enjoy! feedback is appreciated

authors note pt 2: this was inspired by this song! debating on whether i want this to be a drabble series or not, please lmk your thoughts on this teaser (:

release date: tba

word count: roughly 0.6k, & counting! just wanted to share a lil wip — tbh i cut some paragraphs out inbetween and put dividers in lololol, i’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense

Your relationship with Hoseok was simple: whenever your schedules allowed you to, the two of you often spent time together. There weren't any labels involved, something about it being too complicated or whatever he said. You didn’t mind it. You actually preferred not having a label – the terms boyfriend and girlfriend haunted you.

Popstar Y/N L/N seen having a romantic evening with BTS Member J-hope during her last visit to Korea! Are these two more than what we thought they were? Read more by clicking the link in bio!

“Has Mr. Jung contacted you at all today?”

“Considering it’s about 4 AM in Seoul right now and he’s on vacation, I doubt he’s awake.” Your gaze was still on your fiddling fingers, playing with the cold rings that occupied them.

It’s been the longest day of your life. Not only did you have your fans acting wild on the internet, but your mom wouldn’t stop calling you.

You let her ring your phone about ten times before actually picking up, and when she did, you were met with a string of curses and complaints coming from her mouth. ’Y/N! Why didn’t you tell me? Hoseok is a nice guy, not the member I thought you’d go for, but I’m not complaining. So how long have you guys been together? I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me. Did I do something?’

After an hour of convincing her you two weren’t together and she didn’t do anything wrong, she finally hung up and left you alone. Though that wasn’t the only complaint you heard.

Social media had a lot to say. As much as you wished to speak your truth, you did promise your manager you wouldn’t say a thing until he gave you the clear. You just hated the way the two fandoms – and random people – had to input their voices on what you guys were doing. (And it wasn’t a relationship). You just hope Hoseok contacts you as soon as possible, so you can run to your socials and shut them all down.

As if there were an angel by your side, a notification from the man himself shook you out of his thoughts.

j. hoseok ♡: just woke up

j. hoseok ♡: you good?

j. hoseok ♡: you didn’t text me at all, are you mad at me..?

j. hoseok ♡: listen i know we got caught up but i think i have a plan

j. hoseok ♡: just, hear me out.