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they are just so pretty...and fluffy <3
#AND THE SOPE SETS ARE BACK#bts#btsgif#jung hoseok#min yoongi#bts yoongi#bts hoseok#sope#bts sope#my heart is sope shaped#jhope#suga#bts jhope#bts suga#usersky#rékagif
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I need the Mafia!141 AU
I just want one more Mafia!141, but where you are not a sweet helpless girl, but a junior police lieutenant who was not accepted back into service due to injury.
And so you work in a bar that belongs to Valeria, and you don't give a shit who's a thug or not, but at some point you find yourself involved in this cycle of mafia events between gangs 141, CorTak, Los Vaqueros, Shadows and Connie, although you are essentially a civilian.
But instead of being a victim, you, as a former policeman, begin to nightmare overconfident mafiosi, defend your point of view and protect ordinary civilians from them.
Of course, you attract their attention, especially 141, who dragged you into this mess.
Sop and Gaz, who come to your bar for the first time, see you and go to greet you with a happy face, and you point guns in their faces, because WHAT the HELL do they think they can just kidnap you to blackmail your idiot ex who dared to steal money from them.
Sop and Gaz, who liked you right away, are still tied up in a chair, and they didn't mean you any harm, but work is work and now they're trying to make amends.
Imagine the faces of Price and the Ghost when Johnny and Kyle tell them that they met you at the bar behind the counter, and the men's eyes immediately light up with interest, because this is Valeria's bar, and she is still a dark horse.
Of course, they are setting up surveillance on you, but you are not blindly sewn, so you literally burst into Price's office and poke him in the face with this espionage. Your threats don't sound so impressive to him, but your sharp angry look and tough stance ignite something in him that he has long forgotten about. And he agrees to stop the surveillance, but in return he sends his boys to follow you.
Since then, there has not been a day when b 141 has not appeared in your bar. Of course, it annoyed you, but then you resigned yourself to working in a bar and helping those in need.
At some point, Joni brings Alejandro and Rudy to the bar, and Valeria is not happy about this, but you calm her down, saying that you keep everything under control.
Johnny, who quietly boils with jealousy when you respond to a light flirtation of Mexicans, but you only give him an angry look.
Kyle, who arrives a little later and finds Sope smoking at the entrance with an offended expression on his face.
And you see the upset expression on the face of the man with the mohawk, and the way Gaz gently rubs his shoulders, trying to cheer him up, and your heart thaws a little bit.
Johnny is ready to blow something up with happiness when you secretly send these two two stacks of whiskey on the house. The smiles on their faces are so bright, like children's, that you can't take offense at these two anymore. But this does not mean that you have posted a Price List or (even more so) A ghost who tried not to contact you at all.
A ghost who already knows where you live, what you drive, what kind of coffee you prefer and what books you read.
A ghost who actually feels sympathy for you for the strength of your character and a moderately kind heart, but he also thinks that you obviously like Gas and Soap more than he does, so he does not want to get into your fragile relationship with his subordinates, for fear of breaking everything.
A ghost who refuses Johnny to go to the bar with him until the last moment, but eventually breaks down when Sope talks about his favorite bourbon, which you ordered just the other day.
A ghost who sees no point in giving flowers, preferring something more practical and necessary for you. Therefore, by the end of the evening, he imperceptibly leaves you a generous tip, knowing what a precarious economic situation you are in, and that you will obviously refuse them if you are given them on purpose.
Price, who has been trying to get information about you all this time after you appeared in his office, but apart from your date of birth, place of birth and place of study, he can't find anything, even with his connections, so he considers you "clean".
Price, who is so intrigued by their new friend from the bar that he sets up a business meeting with Los Vaqueros in it, making a new secret gathering point out of your place of work.
Needless to say, Valeria was not happy about it? But she does not blame you in any way, because you are almost her sister, and if she could, she would have made you her right hand in her underground business long ago, but you deliberately ask not to involve yourself in this.
The bar where you work unwittingly becomes a neutral zone, and the bar area becomes Valeria's area, which means your area. And now you are unwittingly responsible for its inhabitants. But you agree to this, because these people - your neighbors and friends - have become your family and you will do everything to protect your small area from mafia groups and keep peace in it.
#call of duty#mafia au#call of duty modern warfare#cod mw2#simon ghost riley#ghost#mafia#könig mw2#john price#john price cod#au#oc#x reader#price x reader#ghost x reader#john soap mactavish#soap x reader#soap#soap cod#soap mw2#kyle gaz garrick#gaz x reader#task force 141#tf 141#141 x reader#kortac#los vaqueros#alejandro vargas#alejandro x reader#rodolfo parra
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Please give me more from Sope obviously about everything that is happening around him and ghost who all this time thought it was just friendly.
I need the dinner and how they realise that they are the best thing in the world for each other.
it is my honour to expand on soap being oblivious
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“…I mean, I’m not gay, but—I can appreciate when a man looks good, y’ken?”
Ghost pauses. Really pauses. As in, his forkful of food is held midair just out of reach of his next bite just so he can look at Soap. Really look.
Because he must’ve hit his head at some point to have thought to say something so… strange. Wrong, Ghost wants to think.
Now, Ghost realizes there isn’t a lot about life that he can be completely sure about. But when Soap had approached him—after months of back-and-forth flirting just teetering over the edge of something friendly, after growing and festering feelings developing between them—and asked Ghost if he wanted to go for dinner some time, just the two of them, Ghost had been certain it was a date.
And now Soap is here, sitting across from Ghost with his own fancy dinner, saying this. Unbelievable.
With a deep breath and one last incredulous look, Ghost sets down his fork. Folds his hands over the table, leans back in a chair that has no right to creak beneath his weight with the price they’re paying to be here.
“Say that again,” Ghost demands.
Soap stops mid-sentence, drawing his eyebrows together. A frown—pout—graces his lips, and maybe a minute prior to the present Ghost would be overcoming to urge to kiss it from Soap’s face.
“…I’m not gay?”
Ghost blinks. Levels Soap his most unimpressed stare in the hopes the cogs would start turning without further prompting. But Ghost isn’t so lucky, clearly.
“Why are we here?” Ghost tries instead.
“To eat dinner?” Soap winces like he knows the answer is wrong, but not like he knows why.
“At a nice restaurant,” Ghost says. “Just the two of us.”
Silence falls over them, nothing to break the sudden tension beyond the muted chatter and clinking of cutlery from other patrons.
“Can two friends not have dinner together?” Soap asks meekly. He’s finally begun to sound unsure of his words, shrinking in on himself under Ghost’s questioning gaze.
Ghost sighs. Softly, he urges, “Why did you invite me here, Johnny?”
Soap’s mouth opens and closes a few times as he works through this new problem like it’s an equation to solve, a mission to execute. He sits back, face contorting in deep thought before it eventually goes slack, wide-eyed and naive realization appearing as Soap finally looks back up at Ghost.
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Soap drags his hands over his face, cheeks blooming a deep red as he groans into his palms. Ghost can’t help but watch on with a deep but fond exasperation.
“I just—I—this whole time—“
“Don’t need to explain yourself,” Ghost hums. He takes the opportunity to finally shove his forgotten forkful into his mouth. “Glad we could establish this is a date.”
Soap peeks out between his fingers. “You’re tellin’ me you… you agreed to this, thinking it was a date, while I—God, Simon,” he huffs. “You have awful taste in men.”
“At least I know when to come to terms with it.”
Soap scoffs and kicks Ghost’s shin under the table. “Haud yer wheesht.”
Ghost snickers. He jabs his now-empty fork in the direction of Soap’s plate. “Eat your food. Want to make this a real date later on.”
Soap’s face somehow turns an even brighter shade of red.
But he obliges.
And Ghost is very glad to know that he could, in fact, be certain about this one thing.
#ask#writing#drabble#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#soapghost#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#ghoap#soap mw2#ghost mw2
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A/N: A small Densi family fic in honor of @mashmaiden’s birthday. Hope it’s been a great day!
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Sandwiches and Slides
“Hey, hey, hey, get back here!” Deeks called out, breaking into a slight jog to keep up with a running Caleb. He stopped, looked back over his shoulder at Deeks, then started off again across the foamy surface of the playground, giggling madly the whole time.
Caleb narrowly missed a low hanging swing, but swerved at the last second. It was enough to slow him down though, and Deeks caught up with him, snatching him up under the arms.
“Ah, where think you’re going?” he asked conversationally, swinging Caleb up into one arm. It was more difficult now at 14 months. Caleb laughed and wiggled for a few seconds before he gave up, and settled.
“Looks like somebody’s giving you a workout,” Kensi observed from across the playground. She stepped over the ledge, walking towards them with something in each hand. She’d gone in search of snacks about fifteen minutes ago.
“Yep. Apparently making me chase him is way more fun than the plethora of features designed specifically for him to play on.” Deeks gave Caleb a mock stern look, and the toddler grinned up at him. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Caleb?”
“Dada kiss,” Caleb requested, presenting his forehead, and Deeks obliged.
Turning back to Kensi, Deeks nodded at the stack of wrapped packages in her hands. “What’s that?”
“I got us waffle sandwiches.” She peeled back a wrapper enticingly. “Bite?”
“Yes, please.”
Smiling, Kensi held out the sandwich for Deeks to take a bite, then started in on the other side herself.
“Where’s Rosa?” she asked, brushing a few wind blown strands of hair out her face.
“By the slides with Thing Two,” Deeks answered, gesturing with his chin now. Kensi offered him another bite, and Caleb leaned forward, opening his mouth wide.
“Bite,” he echoed.
Shaking her head indulgently, Kensi broke off a small piece and popped it into Caleb’s waiting mouth.
“Ank you,” Caleb replied around his mouthful.
Between the three of them, they finished one sandwich. Kensi balled the empty wrapper up and stuff it into the backpack on Deeks’ shoulder.
“We better go find the girls,” he said. ��They’ll be furious if they found out we ate without them.”
“Mm. It’s amazing how similar they look when they’re mad,” Kensi commented.
“They get it from their mother.” He threw a wink at Kensi, who gave him a wry smile.
“You wanna play on the slides with your sissies?” Kensi asked Caleb as Deeks set him down once more. He perked up at that, pointing in the direction of the slides.
“Sopee?” He made a face as though he’d completely forgotten the existence of his twin. “Sopee! Sopee!” he called out at the top of his lungs, keeping it up until they reached the other side of the slides.
As soon as he caught sight of Rosa and Sophia, he ran the rest of the way, crashing into Rosa’s legs. Rosa stooped to hug him, then he moved over to Sophia, and they hugged as though they hadn’t seen each other in months.
“We got you lunch,” Kensi called out, holding one of the remaining sandwiches in the air.
“Oh thank you, I’m starving,” Rosa said. She hurried over to get it, taking it back to a bench off to the side, the twins tagging along.
Kensi sighed, resting her head on Deeks’ shoulder. “You know, I worried a little bit about the age difference between them, but seeing them like this makes me realize that it was the best thing that could happen.” Across from them, Caleb and Sophia were steadily conning Rosa into sharing her food. For every bite she took, they got two.
“We have some amazing kids,” Deeks agreed softly.
“Yes, we do.” Kensi tipped her chin up for a kiss. “Share the last sandwich with me?”
“Absolutely.”
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I've fallen in love with trans girls usopp oh my god
Nami and Robin know she's trans they invite her to go shopping, spa days hair appointments. They accept and welcome here before usopp knows about it.
Usopp still feels a little silly asking to join them on their little outing. She doesn't want to ruin it by being the only "" boy"" when it's a girls night. If she doesn't ask Nami drags her along any way. Even before they expected her to be trans they were always comfortable around usopp. Nami more than anyone, the amount of time she's walked in on usopp showing just to ask what she wants for dinner (Luffy does it too but he does that to everyone he would start conversations while his crewmate is on the toilet) or to join the bath to relax and unwind It's normal. It's just usopp she takes her to the spa all the time. Mud bathes, facials, back massages. Nami gets a full mani pedi nothing extra just french tips, ussop just like trim and buff with a clear gloss.
When they go shopping Robin likes to find nice outfits for her to try on. She takes things from the women's section and places it in men, for her to "find". Like 'oh usopp look what I found in the men's section. Try this on it would look nice on you' and it's a flower print low cut shirt with flared sleeves and bell bottoms with a matching bandana.
They also notice when usopp is feeling insecure about her body or identity. She takes glances or full on stairs at herself in the mirror looking at every flaw or part that causes dysphoria. They try to find ways to distract her, if by clothes or going to the bathhouse is too much for her at the moment they take her to lunch or sightseeing.
After she comes out the girls welcome her and have a girls day. After they pry sanji off of her it's straight to shopping. They try on bra after, after bra, after bra. What size would you think you'd be? What size do you want to be? B? C? Nothing over DD. What color do you want? Undies tucking or non tucking? Bikini or boy shorts? How about the lace set. Sopes and body washes. Coconut and vanilla or how about hibiscus and honey? Clothes! You need some nice clothes and shoes. Heels you need one pair of heels and a nice evening gown just in case our captain puts us in a situation where we need to look nice. Her hair is cute already but it would look better if it was half up and hair down especially with this cute scrunchy that Nami found.
They come back to the ship with bags and boxes all carried by sanji. All belonging to usopp, the trip was honestly overwhelming to say the least but she enjoyed herself. She tries different looks throughout the month but she falls back on her signature brown overalls but now unclamped and worn as pants and a yellow crop top and floral pattern bandana. She also got a belly ring.
Sabaody was a nightmare. She spent two years training getting stronger for her captain, yeah getting fit was great (she loves her muscles) but growing a beard not so great. It felt like her body was betraying her but she couldn't worry about that now, not when her crew needed her in top form. After the two years she learned a lot about plants and found some are high in estrogen and can increase hormone levels. Not by a lot but enough to alleviate some dysphoria it helped a lot with her hair growth mostly. Speaking of hair she made a blade from stone so she can shave, it's better than the cheap razors you have to buy.
When meeting up again, Nami could tell she was a little self conscious about her appearance. She was going to give words of encouragement but was quickly interrupted by sanji being a little too overly affectionate to usopp. Fawning over her, missing her and admiring her soft skin, pretty eyes, her scent of eucalyptus and mint. He buried his face in her new long and luscious curls and babbled sweet nothing to her until Nami pulled him off. Most of her troubles washed away after seeing Sanji still obsessed with her even though she's not looking like her ideal self at the moment.
Buy honestly she still hates it. Sanji words of affection can only do so much. She hates getting dressed with the others, Shopping trips and spa days aren't as fun. She looks good, hot even but still a stranger to herself. She gets up earlier than most of the crew to get ready. shower and mostly shave, she hates shaving in front of the other girls. she's welcomed by Saji and heart shaped pancakes.
Usopp is tickled but still feels down. She asked him if she's feminine enough and she looks like a woman. Sanji is still in awe with her and answers yes 100 times yes. She gets a little frustrated and asks again not as a boyfriend but as a fellow trans person. Does she look feminine enough. Of course he gives the same answer but in a more serious tone and he tells her she looks like a lot of women. They have been to countless islands and met tons of people including women that are buffer and broader than her and they're still women. Luffy also chimes in agreeing with him (he also stole usopp's pancakes) saying she looks like a lady who would be on Amazon Lily. They reassure her that there's no one way of looking like a woman or being a woman but if it's dysphoria related they can call up Ivankov to fix things up for her.
Okay this is- This is so relatable, tbh. And also- Auch. It hurts.
I am so in love with the idea of transfem Usopp, too! She has been through so much,, And I love the way you portrayed her problems with dysphoria and the way the crew helps her out all the time. The experience of her asking Sanji if he thinks she's feminine, not as her boyfriend but as a fellow trans person... It's so- Ughhh. I love this. Please. It's so good. I love them so much. Thank you for this.
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Vanilla and Jasmine - Part 2
Genre: Hybrid!AU, Mafia!AU, Smut, Angst, 18+
W.C: 7k
Pairings: Jimin x Reader, Jungkook x Reader
Warnings: Ohhh boy it's a lot. So first off starting with out appitizers is a little bit of angst. Followed by smut, smut, smut- uhhhh smut, and oh yeah more smut. Sex ed. talk, Jimin teaches Y/n the ropes, Jungkook gets a lil cray cray, Namjoon is the dominating daddy as always -how fucking considerate is he- we got some sad moments, and happy moments!! Jimin is literally so in love with Y/n like- guys it's almost too much for me. Jungkook and Y/n have a little flingy flingy thing going on until they don't 👀 Flashbacks, blowjobs, unknowing of sexual things!Reader, dom (like really really dom)!Jungkook, Soft Dom!Jimin (we'll see that later in the chapters 😉) uh Horny!Taehyung (same bro-) and eomma Jin because literally he is so precious. Sope being sope as always. Emotional reader and she's wishy washy on her decison because of 🌟 T R A U M A 🌟
A/n: Spent all day but literally guys it's so long -that's what she said- Like non-stop writing kind of long. Yeah. So, enjoy!!!
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Fuck him
Fuck him
FUCK. HIM.
Your body felt absent while laying flat out on Jimin's soft comforter. He'd been tucked in the corner, invested in some little self-help book he'd started a while back. Your limbs stretch out, high-pitched whines exhale past your lips in agony.
"Jimin-" you moan out, feeling the numbing of your pills finally searing off. It had been a few hours, that you just laid here in silence. Planning all of their funerals, might you add. Your heat had decided to wait a little longer until you'd finally build up some good connections with the guys. Learned a bit more of their native tongue, without the reliance of Jungkook's horrible translations to aid.
You admire how the soft glow from Sun's last drops of rays beam down into the room, illuminating his heavenly figure. Light, sandy blonde hair gets brushed back as he flips to another page. The agonizing sight leaves a burning ache between your thighs. Want nothing more than to just throw that book to the pits of hell and mark him all the way up his neck. You want his hands soothing the pained mumble of silent suffering below your stomach. The thought of just having his entire body to yours forced a large moan past your lips. His head quirks to the side to check on you.
His heart truly did break at the sight. Your wrists tied at the joints to his chrome headboard, while the roll of your ankles bound to his footboard. The sweat drips down the sides of your forehead. Your pink tinted lips part, desperately staring at him to try and coerce a move. The flush in your cheeks, heavy and smeared.
He also knew that what you wanted hadn't been from your own consciousness. You hadn't mentioned one thing to him about any of the things you've been begging aloud for, for the past 3 hours. Especially not 'Alpha's cock'. Whatever that meant.
His eyes scan over the little words pressed in paper, as he flips to the other side. Trying to block out the strings of plea echoing in his room.
"J-Jimin please-" desperation is clear in your tone. "I-I was so good!" Tears sliding down your cheeks faster than a slip-and-slide. Your emotions had fluctuated back and forth for the past three hours. Going from highs, to lows, usually cussing him out or begging him to fuck you against the window. No inbetween with this one.
His heart hurt over this, truly. He didn’t know how much pain this would actually cause, Jungkook’s heats usually are pretty chill.
But maybe that’s because Namjoon has had him on suppressants for almost half a decade now..
Your back arches off the bed, arms stretching out to pleasingly grip onto something to release from this demon. It had felt like a thousand ropes coiled around your neck, snagging you towards his way, just for even the tiniest bit of comfort. You just wanted his touch. Your body felt like it had been set on fire, the ache in your stomach now boiling to its highest level.
You felt like dying.
Not an ounce of embarrassment shines through as you cry out for him. The excruciating torture he heard taint your voice made a knock at the door abrupt.
"Jimin! Let me in!" Jungkook's voice sounded urgent, laced with panic. Your body recoils at the thought of Jungkook going anywhere near Jimin, but something inside had led you to another thought.
"Jimin isn't our Alpha."
"N-No.. I l-love him-"
"You don't love him. You're just so pathetic, wanting someone's cock." The voices' harsh words collide with your groggy senses. Lips parting to deny the thoughts with a slight whine, but somewhere deep down,
You knew it was true.
All of a sudden you're met with Jungkook's body towering over yours. His palm placed against your forehead, pinching his nose from the prominent stench.
"Did you try giving her an ice bath?" Jungkook twists his attention to Jimin, who'd shaken his head.
"You told me to wait it out." Jimin replies, eyeing the empty pill bottle on his side table. Jungkook's eyes follow in horror.
"Did you give them all to her!?!" Jungkook's voice toiled with anger, which made your pussy clench around nothing. The same voice so desperately trying to get you out of these chains.
'He can be our alpha. Just imagine, having his little pups. Being his little breeding bitch, only useful for giving him the babies he deserves.'
"N-No..!" You cry out, trying to rid yourself of the thought all while repeating;
Jimin
Jimin
Jimin
Jungkook.
..
Jimin's calm exterior quickly diminished when he noticed Jungkook's panicked tone. "Well she had been complaining of some pain so I gave her another dose." Jimin didn't really get the big deal. It didn't have any type of hormone altering additives to them, he read the back panel himself.
"Her heat is trying to fight off the pills. The stronger dosage you give her, the more she's gonna fight them back. Her body is in overload!" Jungkook's quick to untie the knots around your limbs, as you quickly jump up to sit on your knees, knuckles digging deep into the comforter to try and control yourself. Your head hangs low, as deep breaths exhale your chest in agony.
You couldn't let this win.
Jungkook's expression scrunched when the scent of your heat hit his nostrils. He could already feel the stir in his cock, his own needs begging to tower this situation. Jungkook backs away, chest heaving while his hand grips the doorknob for support.
"G-Get her in the tub. I-It'll help with the te- fuck.." Your head lifts, knowing damn well what Jungkook had been struggling with. Instead, you put all your might into Jimin's soft features. Focusing on that instead.
Jimin snakes his arm under your side, lifting you from the bed to help you to the bathroom. Your body halts itself, eyes glancing at Jungkook's pained frame. A silent word comes to mind.
The next thing you know you watch as Jungkook's fist slam back into the door, busting a hole wide open for everyone's viewing glory. His body trembles, eyes burning into yours as they melt away from chocolate brown, to a deep amber. He reaches out towards the door, calling for his owner weakly.
"N-Namjoon!" His voice is hoarse and raw. A low growl slipping through, churning the fire in your stomach even more. Jimin's quick in stripping you of the green set pajamas Jin had bought for you a few days ago. His head tilting away, as he guides you into the ice cold tub. Your body pushes against his, fighting weakly for the right to not get in that Alaska bath.
"Come on, Y/n you have to get in-" your fingers grip into the tightness of his skin, nails leaving deep imprints in their path.
"Jimin please- please!" Your begs aid in no victory. He lowers you to the edge of the tub, tugging on the clasp of his belt.
"We'll get in together, come on" he's soon stripped of all his items, left in only navy blue boxer briefs, coiled tightly around his thighs, meeting in the center for what was your rightful gift. Hands quick to fly up to tug the material down, he stops your actions. "No- I meant in the bath. I'll get in with you, okay?" Your voice pleads out in high pitched whines.
"I don't want you in the bath, I want you in me!" His eyes widen, as you hear the low growl coming from outside the door. An idea tugs your thoughts. You stand, quickly making your way down the stairs before Jimin has any time to catch you. Completely bare, your voice calls out in sing-songy tones.
"Jungkook!~"
"Fuck.." You hear him grumble. Eyes scanning over the room, ignoring the rest of the guys.
Or.. maybe you don't have to.
Hands raised in the air as a sort of invitation, for all the men to see your bare self. You could already smell their delicious pre-cum soaking through all of the underwear at the sight.
"Who wants to fuck me!"
..
"Y/N GET BACK HERE-" Jimin's voice is rasp and harsh as he runs after your quick, and quite nude self with a towel to try and keep you decent.
"No! You refused, so I go!" Your eyes set on Jungkook's figure who'd been sat on the couch's edge, nursing the tip of his beer in cope. A smirk plasters your lips. Your body sways itself over to his side, as you wrap your arms around his neck. His Adam's Apple bobs up then down from your proximity. "Kookiee~" you whine, straddling his lap with ease. His lips part, hands hesitant to hold your hips as he feels the warmth of your pussy side across his clothed cock that'd been begging to attention.
"What… in the fuck is going on.." Yoongi quietly remarks, watching the pornographic scene unfold, chugging down a glass of Jungkook's stashed Banana Milk.
"Jimin, why doesn't she have any clothes on?" Namjoon questions, head craning away out of respect for you. Some of the boys do the same. Others enjoy the free show.
Jimin groans, trying to pry your body from Jungkook's,shielding your bare form with his own proportions. "Jungkook told me to give her an ice bath, but she didn't want to get in so I said I'd get in with her but now she's really fucking horny." He was displeased in this behavior, but mainly in himself. Had he just let his pride go and given you what you needed, you wouldn’t be straddling his friend’s lap, begging for his cock. Jimin’s hands clenched in anger.
Hoseok lets out a chuckle, glancing up from the screen of his IPhone. "Makes sense why she'd go for Jungkook first." Their heads crane over to his comment, as your hands are halfway down Kook's jeans, taking his hard cock in your hand. Jungkook's head lulls back, hands kneading at your hips in agony. It was taking his everything he possibly could as to not flip you over and fuck you on this couch for everyone to watch.
"What do you mean makes sense!?" Jimin's hands are no use for tugging you off. The mind of a mid-heat dog hybrid was much more determined than a simple human.
"S-Someone please h-help!" Jungkook's whine pushes Namjoon from his spot on the couch, grabbing your hips to aid Jimin's struggles. The two men groan in frustration, Namjoon silently cursing under his breath.
"Holy fuck, she's strong." He comments, trying another round. Jungkook's hips involuntarily grind up against yours, nearly chasing his own selfish high.
"Hot damn, they're really gonna fuck right here." Jin chuckles, resting his chin against his palm to enjoy the show. His legs spread wide, his finger caught between plump lips.
Taehyung turns around, eyes widening at the sight. "Holy shit that's hot." Hand unconsciously running along the outside of his jeans, toying with the zipper.
"Tae are you gonna jack off to this?" Hoseok butts in, scoffing at the younger man's shameless actions. He smirks, unbuttoning his jeans to slide them down his thighs, watching as they circle his ankles.
"Fuck yeah I am. Who needs shitty porn plots when you got these two." His fingertips dance along the seams closing around his cock, running a shutter through his body at the touch. Taehyung breaths out, palming his hand to his cock in a slow, teasing manner. “Slap her ass, Koo” He calls out.
“Tae!” Jimin’s voice strung with annoyance towards his so-called ‘friend’. Taehyung’s shoulders lift to shrug.
“We were all thinking it.” His tone, laced nonchalantly.
“Actually I was thinking more of Kook bending her over.” Yoongi’s voice cuts in, which makes all the heads -except for yours and Jungkook’s, which had been so desperate to get two different things-. Yoongi’s glass lifts, cupping his lips around to gulp down a few sips. His body leaned against the side table’s edge now, peaked with curiosity towards the scandal unfolding in their living space. “You know? Give her the ol’ ‘doggy’.” He chuckles at the joke.
All’d been quiet -except for yours and Jungkook’s struggling moans-.
“Tough crowd.” After a few beats of silence, he plops back down into the couch. Legs unconsciously spread, signaling his interest in the scene. Jin’s lips part slightly, adding in his own two cents.
“Why not just stuff ‘em in the basement for a while ‘til they calm down.”
“No.” Jimin’s quick to retort, sending his hyung a bold glare. Jin’s body shifts to the side, uncomfortable with the energy Jimin exceeded.
“
Namjoon's eyes roll. "Number one, Jungkook would refuse a condom. When Jiyeon comes over, she makes sure to always stay on birth control. With Y/n’s body, she’s already too far gone to try, plus it takes days to start working." He stands, pulling at your nape gently. Your head whips around, staring down the tall blonde. His voice lowers, rolling a wave of need through your lower body just like before.
“Y/n, if you get off I’ll give you a surprise.” Your ears perk at the word, twisting around on Jungkook’s lap to face the brooding man. A smile tugs the corner of his lips, as he continues. “That means all the way off.” Your legs are hesitant, but with the look he’d been giving you, you’re quick to hop off, eager for the gift. His hand reaches behind your ear to scratch.
“Good girl.”
..
This.. was the surprise?
Namjoon slides a little box towards your feet, crossing his arms in sync. “Well, don’t just stand there. Open it.” You bend at the knees, curious to see what you’d been promised for being good. Even though you knew you hadn’t.
This-
Was not what you were expecting.
His eyebrow quirks up, tilting his head in curiosity. “Do you like it?”
Your hands poke at the little box tucked into the corner, buried underneath a few newspaper folders. He sighs, lowering himself to the ground to meet your level, helping unbox the item. In just a few seconds, he’s holding a strangely shaped object, almost like the bananas you saw using to make ice cream sundaes for movie night. Only, this had been a lot more… plastic-ey?
“Know how to use it?” His question pulls you from your train of thought. Head lifting, slow to nod. Whatever it is, you’re sure you could figure out how to use it.
..
Five hours.
Five fucking hours it took you, trying to figure out how to use Namjoon’s gift. In the shower, in the sink, hell, you even tried using it to clean the blinds with. Nothing had been working. You’d thought it might be just something like a puzzle. Something the care center used to let you and the other pups play with in your young years. But this - had been something new for sure.
At first you thought it had been food. Yeah no, you were quick to rule that one out.
Next, it might’ve been a vase of some sort. Nope, no flowers would fit either. Actually, there’d been no hole to even make it a vase. Don’t know how you got that idea..
Finally, you’d try using it as a hair curler. Seeing Taehyung using something similar. Only, this hadn’t gotten hot. So, maybe you had to use heat. Then, it kinda started to melt like ice cream.
So after many tries and fails, and a big glob of Namjoon’s gift sitting on the floor, you’d decided to give up.
Just as you were about to pack up what little glob you could back into the box, a knock sounded outside the door. Ears perking in curiosity, taking a sniff of the air. Who was this?
“Come in.” You call out, while trying to use a little page from Jimin’s books as a scooper-kinda-thing to put the melted pile into its box. Hadn’t worked very well either.
“Hey, Y/n if you’re having trouble I can - what the fuck happened in here?” His eyes widen like saucer plates at the messed up room. The curtains ripped from i’s hooks out of their hooks, courtesy of your anger fit. Bed sheets all junked up from your little tantrum, and finally, the pink glob of goo sitting in front of you. His eyebrows knit together in confusion, bending down to meet your level, his voice is soft and sweet.
“Uh= what.. Were you trying to do?” You huff, slapping your palm face down onto the floor in frustration.
“Stupid thing is not good.” His head tilts to the side, hand reaching up to stroke your cheek gently, making your anger simmer just a bit.
“Was it too.. Big?” You raise an eyebrow.
“What?”
“Uh.. you know. Did it hurt too much?”
“Well yeah, I burned my finger for this stupid thing.”
“You.. what?”
Now you both were confused.
Just then, a set of footsteps march into the room, mouth dropping at the sight.
“Y/n?” Your head lifts, body scooting away from Namjoon’s tall figure in cowardice. Was he mad? Were you not supposed to heat it up?
Your body’s quick to tuck itself further behind Jimin’s using his as a shield. Hands trembling, as your voice begins to break. A flow of tears pricks your eyes in fear. “Pl-please- don’t send me back- I’m sorry! I’ll fix it!”
Namjoon lowers his body until the three of you are sitting on the floor. Jimin’s hand reaches back, pulling you to his chest instead. You yell out, not wanting to get closer to Namjoon, but Jimin’s embrace keeps you planted. “Y/n-” His voice is soft and nurturing. Your cheeks burned with red, as more streams of tears stained your face.
You could barely croak out; “Pl-please.. I don’t wanna go back..”
Both the men’s hearts break at the words. How could they ever send you back to such a place? Anger burned in Namjoon’s chest at the thought. His hand reaches down, placing itself upon your knee to sooth you. “You’re not going back, Y/n. I promise.” You could feel Jimin’s palms rubbing circles into your back, which made you calm down just a bit for Namjoon to add on. “You’re here to stay, no matter what the boys say, okay?” You nod, making the two smile.
“Now,” His head quirks over to the melted pile of goop you’d somehow created. “What happened here?”
..
They both had been too stunned to speak.
“So.. you’re telling me that.. You somehow managed to melt a dildo..” Namjoon’s strange sentence made your head tilt. “And you used it to curl your hair?”
“Tried to, mister squidward. Tried to.” Jimin chuckles at your words, explaining them to his hyung.
“I let her watch a few episodes of spongebob.” The two laugh in unison.
“What is so funny?” Your arms cross, huffing. You’re hurt on how they couldn’t let you into such an.. What’s the word.. It’s something to do with being inside. And it’s funny…
“It’s just-” He could barely speak, laughing so hard at the thought of you using Taehyung’s flat iron to melt the sex toy.
“It’s unheard of. That’s all.” Jimin cuts off Namjoon, speaking in his place. Once he’s calmed down, he asks once more.
“So.. you DIDN’T know how to use it, huh.”
You shake your head. “You looked uncomfortable giving it to me.”
“Because it was to help with your heat.” Your eyebrow lifts in confusion.
“How?” They both exchange an awkward look, before Namjoon stands up.
“Wow, would you look at the time- uh Jimin you’ve got this, right?” He’s quick to make it to the door before Jimin gets a say in his exit.
“Wait hyung!-”
Slam.
..
“Oh so I-”
“Mhm.”
“And that’s why Namjoon-”
“Mhm.”
“And it goes in my-”
“Yes, yes. Right on the money.” You glance down, lifting your butt to look up under you before giving him a confused expression.
“I’m not sitting on money.”
“I- … that’s an expression.”
“Huh.” You think, sighing. “You humans talk weird.” He chuckles, nodding.
“Indeed we do.” A few moments of silence pass by before you comment.
“So why did I need it?”
“Well, Namjoon needed something to get you off Jungkook. And because it would’ve helped with your heat.”
“Hmm, that doesn’t answer my question.” His eyebrow quirks, not fully understanding the assignment. You crawl over to his side of the floor, meeting at face level. “Why did I need it? It’s not like I’ll die without using it.”
“Well, it feels good.” Your head tilts to the side.
“How so?”
“Jesus, Y/n-” He lets out a frustrated breath, making you back away. Ears turning downwards. Hands coming to rest in your lap, as you back down from the question.
“Nevermind.”
He glances to your side, sighing. “No, sweetie that’s not what I meant-”
“You know, why don't people teach me here? It’s like you think I’m stupid.” His hands come to catch your cheeks, thumbing over your skin lightly, bringing your face to his.
“You’re not stupid, Y/n. Don’t even think that either. It’s just-” He pauses for a second, before continuing. “It’s an awkward conversation.”
“How so?”
“Because it talks about stuff humans are afraid to show.”
You think for a second. “Like.. feelings?”
He pauses. “Well.. I mean it does have something to do with feelings..”
Your back sits up, posture straightening out of curiosity. “Tell me.. Please?”
Fuck, he couldn’t resist those puppy eyes.
“Okay, okay it’s just-” He sighs, chuckling to himself. “Can’t believe I’m having to have this talk right now..”
Your hand reaches out to hold his, pleading to know the answer. “It’s okay. It’s just you and me. No.. awkward stuff.” His lips roll off a chuckle, hand coming to stroke your hair, admiring your cuteness.
“You’re adorable, you know that?”
“I’m not a door- oh. Is that an expassion?”
He nods. “Expression, yes.”
“Jiminnn” You whine.
“Right, right.. So uhm-” He lets a breath pass by, before pulling out his phone. “You know what? Maybe YouTube will explain it bette-” Your hand grips his, restricting him from pulling out his phone the rest of the way.
“No. You teach me.”
A thought comes to mind, pressing a miniature smoke to his lips.
“Teach.. Or show?”
..
“Wait- she really had never heard of a dildo before?” Jin chuckles out, draining the rice for the fourth time.
Namjoon nods, snatching a bite of his apple. “Makes sense. I mean who’d just be having toys laying around in that facility anyways?”
“Wait- Y/n used a dildo and you guys didn’t tell me!?” Taehyung faints a pained expression, clutching to his chest while entering the room. Namjoon’s eyes roll at his drama.
“Number one, why would we tell you if she used it or not? Number two, aren’t you supposed to be down there with Kook right now?” Taehyung shrugs, peeling back the skin of his banana for a bite.
“He sounded fine. Told me to leave. Think he just wanted to jerk it in peace.” Namjoon pinches the skin on his nose bridge, sighing at the younger male’s decision.
“Did you at least chain his leg?” Taehyung’s eyebrow quirks.
“We have chains?”
The two older males share a horrified look.
..
Fuck.
Fucking.
“Fuck!” Jungkook’s voice echoes the empty room, groaning in frustration at the stench. His head bangs back against the wall, as silent, pained tears roll down his cheeks.
Your stench to be exact.
Your heat had been like a steak taunting a lion. Especially with your little behavior earlier had the tip of his cock more red than Santa’s sleigh. He’d tried everything to get rid of it. After about the seventh jerk session, he’d given up. Learning to just bear with the pain for the next couple of days.
It’d all been Jimin’s fault really. If he would’ve gotten you on those fucking pills like Namjoon told him to, he wouldn’t be the one down here suffering with a raging hard on and sweating bullets.
It should be him down here, not Jungkook.
He’d done nothing wrong. In fact, Jungkook tried helping by staying away from you! For days on end, he did everything he could to stay away. Going to mind-numbing basketball games with Yoongi, helping Hoseok go out and shop for some new knives for his collection, hell! He even took up knitting!
Fucking KNITTING.
Now here he is, being treated like the bad guy. The one who fucked up YOUR heat schedule. Yeah sure.
His hand comes to squeeze his abdomen as soft whines roll from his lips. He was paying the price for something he never bought in the first place.
..
“When you sais show I thought you were gonna-”
“I am. This is showing you.” Your eyebrow raises, questioning his ways of teaching this. His hands gripped the two barbies tightly, explaining the process as he went along. “So then the sperm- are you even listening?” You shake your head, pulling yourself from the train of thought.
“W-Where’d you get these Barbies anyways?”
He sighs, setting the plastic dolls on the floor. “My little cousin comes over here sometimes. She left two here for me to keep.”
A smile creeps your lips. “Cute.”
He chuckles, picking the dolls back up once more. “Okay, so as I was saying the sperm-”
“Do we have that?”
He stops for a second. “You mean hybrids?” You nod. “Yeah, I mean that’s how a baby is made so-” Your hand placed on top of his, stopping the little show.
“So where do you keep it?”
“Uh.. in the testes, like I said.” You nod, humming. Finger placed against your lip, pondering the images. His head tilts, catching your eyes. “Ready?”
“For?”
“Me to keep going.” You hum in question, pulling the plump of your bottom lip between your teeth.
“I think I got it now.” He smiles, silently thanking the universe for this being over.
“Alright so you-”
“But what about hybrid heats?”
“What?”
You stand, placing your hands on your hips. “I’m a hybrid, Jimin. I know your body now, but what about mine?”
He’s silent for a second, before responding. “Uh.. you could ask Jungkook.”
You huff, arms throwing up into the air. “I thought I could ask my mate instead! You’re supposed to know everything about me!” His eyes widened in shock.
“Y-Y/n.. I’m not-”
“Ugh, forget it.” You quickly walk out the door, slamming it behind you in the process.
..
Jungkook’s body reeked of sweat and grime. His heat, for some reason, felt as if it was ten times worse this month. Eyelids flutter to stay open, as his chest heaves with might, as if fighting himself. As he laid there on the hard mattress, his ears perked at the sound of a door opening. Feet trotting down the stairs, before your voice groans with disgust.
“Ew, it smells.” His fists clench at the sight.
“Nice to see you too.” He bites back with gritted teeth. Your eyes scanned across his sprawled out body, laid flat against the mattress which hadn’t looked the least bit comfortable. A slight pang in your heart rang at the sight. His body looked exhausted and worn out. The charcoal, natural bangs stuck to his forehead made a frown tug on your lips. You lower your body to meet his level, hand unconsciously coming to brush the sweaty locks from his face. A low growl rumbled in his chest.
He turns over, facing the wall instead of you. “What do you want.” His voice is harsh and cold, unlike his body.
Your butt lands on the floor, sitting next to the mattress. “Jimin told me about babies.”
That made Jungkook’s stomach churn with want. Fuck, why did it have to be you of all people to come down and tell him this? Saying it like that made him want to-
He shoos the thoughts away. “So why are you telling me?”
Your body rolls over his, sitting in front of his face to make him pay attention. “He used barbie dolls.” That made Jungkook chuckle. He sits up, leaning against the wall. Talking as if he’d just run a marathon.
“Dolls?”
“Mhm.”
“So why tell me this again?” Your eyes soften to meet his, a pouty expression lowering your lips in plea.
“He only taught me his way of doing stuff.” Jungkook’s eyebrow quirks.
“Sex.” He comments, making you nod.
“And when I tried asking about the hybrid part he-”
“Listen Y/n,” He twists to the side to meet your eyes. Trying his hardest to fight the urge of not just taking you right on this dusty, greasy mattress, breeding you for his own, making you cry out his name as he pounds into you like a-
He shakes the thoughts away once more. This time, being even more of a pain to get rid of. “Even though I live here, other than Namjoon, none of the other guys really know how it works for hybrids.” Your head lowers, nodding.
“I should’ve guessed that..” A few moments of silence pass before you continue. Grabbing onto the sleeve of his oversized white tee, you give him the most puppy-like begging eyes you could muster. “Can you pleeeease with cherries on, teach me??” He chuckles.
“First off, it’s ‘pretty please with cherries on top’. And secondly, why me?”
“Because you’re a hybrid, dummy.”
“Mmm, well Namjoon knows the same as I do. Maybe a little more.” Your hand lowers to grip onto his, guiding his palm to your heart. -Which just happened to be under your breast-
“I want you to teach me.” A low growl echoes through the room, making the same fire burn in the pit of your stomach. His fingers lightly clench onto your breast, earning himself a little whine from you.
“Say it again.” His voice seemed like it changed in an instant. Your eyebrow raises, but obeys.
“I want you-”
“There. Keep saying it.” His hand takes control over yours, guiding your palm to press into his crotch. You both let out similar moans at the touch. His lips lower to meet yours, grazing over the plump goodness, with the protruding of his teeth. Breath toys on the edges as he whispers in a lowered tone. “I’ll do you one better, baby girl. Forget teaching, I’ll show you. But I want you to do one thing for me.”
His tongue pokes out to graze across your bottom lip, making a whine slip from your end. Bodies both now share the same fiery heat and touch, as your hands reach out to grip at his neck. “A-Anything..”
A smirk presses his lips, as he pulls you to straddle his lap.
“I want you to scream so loud that everyone in this damn city knows my name.”
..
The clock ticks against the wall like a death bomb. Any minute, you’d be back up with a smile on your face from getting the explanation you deserved. Jimin lets out a sigh, plopping back against the bed, wondering if what he’s been doing really was the best thing for you. He absolutely adores you and all, but something felt off about it. Like, you’d be much better off with your own people. He practically forced you into learning his language, etiquettes, manners, and biology, without even asking if you’d wanted to. Being forced to do something you didn’t want..
Was exactly what the center had done to you.
He groans out, using his forearm as a shield against the brightly lit fireplace lights. Soon, a few footsteps echo through the room with a large slam of the door against his wall.
“Jimin, where’s Y/n?” Namjoon’s quick to ask, frantically searching around the room for you. Jimin lets out a sigh, leaning back down onto his wallow bed.
“She’s talking with Jungkook. Check his room.” He replies, turning over to face his fireplace. Watching as the embers crackle.
“Jungkook’s in heat!”
..
“Fuck- Oh God, Y/n..” His head throws back, basking in the way her lips wrap around his cock so delicately. The swirl of your tongue doing a number on his mental state. Your lips part, popping off just a bit to see how he was doing.
“Is this good?” His chest heaves of a deep groan, watching as your eyes twinkle with innocence, admiring the way you’d been sucking on his cock for the last two minutes. His tattooed hand lowers, tightening his grip of your roots sternly.
“You’re doing great baby, keep it up.” he praises, which sends a wave of arousal coursing through your body. Eyes screwed shut, lips falling apart at the pleasure of your lips. You choke back a few times, before finally popping off for the last time.
“What’s that white stuff?” You ask, as his lead lowers, chest heaving a light chuckle.
“Cum.”
“Where are we going?”
This just makes him laugh harder. “No, baby girl. This,” He lifts the tip of his finger, swiping a little off the slit before pressing it to your lips.
“Open.” He commands. Your lips part, as he presses the salty liquid against your tastebuds. “Is cum.”
Your face scrunches, processing the flavor. “It tastes like Namjoon’s cooking..” He laughs, nodding.
“Salty, right?” You nod. His fingers grip the tip of your chin, meeting your lips in the middle for a sloppy, yet arousing kiss. His hands come to lift your knees, sliding down the little pajamas shorts Jimin had bought you.
Jimin…
“So fucking sexy.” He groans out, slipping your panties and shorts off his one go. His hands are quick to guide you to hover you over his lap, rubbing the length of his cock between your soaked folds. Hands gripping onto his shoulders for support, as his finger comes to press between your legs, activating some kind of button. You thrust your head back, mouth drawing out a loud and whiny moan. Fingernails digging into the buff of his shoulders.
“Yeah, you like that?” His free hand comes to rip away your satin pajama shirt that Jimin had also bought for you.
Fuck..
Jimin.
Your lips part, chest pressing into his as you felt the tip of his cock line up with your entrance. His mouth presses hot kisses along the side of your neck, paying extra attention to the little sweet spot hidden on your shoulder blade. His teeth, baring and pleading to sink down. To claim you as his own, to where no other fucking man would ever touch his little baby aga-
“Alright you two, party’s over!” Namjoon’s voice calls out, as the four men rush down the stairs. All except Namjoon’s eyes widen from the men, as they take in this pornographic sight.
“Holy shit.. They actually did it..” Taehyung comments in awe.
Namjoon’s eyes roll at the younger’s comment. “Time to put the genitals away, kids.”
“Speak for yourself.” Taehyung adds, already moving to peel off his button down tan shirt. “Hey, Kook, got room for one more?” Jungkook’s chest heaves a low growl, pulling you body closer to his -as if that was even possible-. Then, his eyes stop on Jimin’s form. The man wore anger as cold as ice, and red as blood. If this were a cartoon, his ears would be blowing out steam.
A smirk presses Jungkook’s lips. “What’s the matter, Jiminie? I’m just doing what you were afraid to.” Your head turns to the side, throat mewling out a whine towards him.
Jimin.
‘No. He hurt you too much. He drugged you.. Tricked you.. Teased you, just to leave you high and dry. He doesn’t deserve us.’
As if the little voice in your head turned your head, your eyes meet Jungkook’s. Full of lust and intensity.
‘See? He’s the one that loves us. Jimin doesn’t want you. He just wants someone to fix… to him, you’re just a project. You’re broken.
But… even after everything he’s done, you still-
“Y/n, please.” His arm is reaching out to yours. Eyes full of warmth, and kindness, almost as if it hadn’t been fixed, but.. nurturing.
Jungkook shields your body away, using a blanket to cover up your indecency. “Don’t you fucking learn how to knock?”
“Come on, Jungkook, just give us Y/n and we’ll be out of your hair.” Hoseok answers, slowly bending down to try and carefully pull you away.
“I’ll even call Jiyeon for you if you want-”
Jungkook spits out. “I don’t want that whore. She always smelled like that fucking birth control anyways. But this,” His finger drags along your cheek, as if like a knife’s edge. “So fragile, so full of life..” You flinch from his touch, trying to pull away from his body, but the grip he held over you had been three times as strong.
Your voice is so weak. It’s like something has been draining you of energy by each passing second. “J-Jungkook..?” His eyes meet yours. The chocolate irises once so fluffy and doe-like had been replaced by something much darker. More dangerous.
He smirks, tugging at your cheek to coo at you. “Yes, my love?”
Gag.
No- you were about to-
“Ohhh shit!” Taehyung exclaims, backing away from the puke pile that landed right to the side of you and Jungkook. Where Jimin stood. He cringes, scooting away from the pile but still manages to hold out his hand for you.
Jungkook groans, pushing you from his lap in disgust. “Fucking bitch!” He yells, pulling up the hem of his boxer shorts before towering over your barely decent figure. His hand raises, as a wave of memories flood back.
‘Little piece of shit!’ He calls out, as you fall backwards to the floor. His large body stood as tall as a mountain you’d read about in one of your books.
Your hands fall behind, propping yourself up as you try and scoot away from his shadowy and menacing figure. “I-I s-s-sor-”
He lets out a deep chuckle. “Aw, is little doggy gunna say her sorry?” His hand reaches down, lifting you from the collar of your dress. Hand coming to muffle your screams.
“It’s gonna take more than a sorry to fix it, you little fucker.” One of the other guards chuckle, as a swarm of large men cage your entire body.
One of the men comments, as he reaches down to unzip his uniform’s pants, panic tearing your eyes.
“Down, bitch.”
“FUCK!” Jungkook curses, hunching over to cough up a small pile of blood. His nose, now oozed with a red liquid, as it drips to his hand. Someone pulls you to the side before scooping you into their arms. Soft whispers and coos breath against your ear, as his arms wrap around your figure to keep you from being exposed. Tears stream down your cheeks like Niagara Falls. You watched as Jungkook takes a few more hits, before throwing his own towards Namjoon. He’s quick to dodge, putting the younger man in his place.
“Alright you little mut, let’s get you a cold shower.” Jungkook growls, head craning to you as he spits some blood to the cement floor. A smirk presses his lips.
“You see this, pup? This is what we do.” He chuckles, before Taehyung and Namjoon both escort him firmly up the stairs. Soon, you’re just left with someone’s familiar embrace holding you tight. A soft lullaby sung in your ears, as he rocks your back and forth gently. Then, you let it loose.
..
“I-I did w-what?” His voice had been laced with anxiety. The cold shower obviously helped Jungkook tremendously, and Nmajoon had been able to give him a larger dose than before to combat the hellion that came out of him.
“Fucked up, bad.” Yoongi comments, scoffing at the younger male’s actions. Namjoon grumbles, shooing him out. Now it’s just him and Jungkook. Namjoon plops down next to the tub’s edge, letting out a sigh.
“Well.. I mean you kinda did fuck up pretty badly.” Namjoon scratches the younger’s ears with worry.
“I-I didn’t mean to- I didn’t want to hurt her- she came down to me, hyung!” Tears soaked his cheeks. Namjoon pulls the poor boy into a tight embrace, soothing his cries.
“I know, Kook. You’d never do anything like that, we all know it.” Jungkook pulls away, sniffling.
“B-But I did it, hyung.. I couldn’t control myself.. This has never happened before!”
“I know, I know. It's because she’s new, and her breed is so close to yours. Jiyeon’s is what?”
Jungkook sighs, pulling his knees to his chest, quietly answering. “She’s a minx hybrid.” Namjoon claps once.
“See? There we go! Y/n’s papers said that she’s a Kilatski hybrid. So she'll be totally more attractive to you than Jiyeon.” Jungkook nods slowly, turning his head to the side to face the tub’s wall.
“I guess.”
..
Silence. Shame. Guilt. Embarrassment.
Not long ago, these four things lived together in Y/n’s heart.
Still do.
“Come on, sweetie. You’ve gotta eat something.”
You felt sick. Like you didn’t deserve to eat his food. You didn’t deserve these clothes, the shelter he provides, the love he’s giving.
He holds out a bite of oatmeal to your lips, making a little theme song up as he goes.
‘Come on Y/n.
Please eat the oatmeal.
I worked really hard.
Don’t let it go to wa-’
“That doesn’t rhyme.” He chuckles, pushing the spoon to your lips. Your head lowers, not being able to even look him in the eye.
You’re going back.
He hates your guts, and he’s sending you back. He’ll take away all of the clothes, maybe even make you puke up the food you’ve eaten today.
Actually, you haven’t.
He flashes a bright smile, making a little strange sound. “Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-choo~” He sighs, setting the spoon down on the counter. Pushing the bowl away, he comes to pull you into his arms. He tucks your head underneath his chin, as your tears stain his shirt for the seventh time today.
“It’s alright, baby. You’re okay, see? Nobody’s gonna hurt you. You’re safe.”
Safe.
You’ve never been safe before.
When you weren’t fearing for your life from the workers of the facility, you’d been busy being terrified of the other pups in your circle. Some had been quite mean. Pouring their leftover milk into the kid's hair, yanking down their skirts. (that’s why the facility made us switch to the dresses instead.)
But to be honest, they were all just scared too.
His hand rubs soothing circles into your back, allowing you to sit up when needed. Your face flushes red at the love in his eyes.
“W-why are you..” You could barely get the words out. “D-Do you still love me?”
He pouts, pulling you closer to his chest. “Sweetheart, nothing could ever make me not love you.”
You sit back up, wanting some answers. “Then wh-why didn’t you want to-” His hands gently take yours, tilting your head to catch his soft gaze.
“I know what they did to you in that center, Y/n. I didn’t want to be the cause of you remembering any of it..” He straightens his back, letting go of a sigh. “But.. I know that I also should’ve helped you when you were in pain.. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for that, baby.” He thumbs a few tears away as you keep choking up from it all.
“I-I’m s-sorry..” You croak out before letting your head fall into his lap. Tears now claiming his dark-wash jeans as well. His hands rub all around your back, like a mini massage.
“I was the dick in this, Y/n.” You lean up, sniffling.
“B-But you’re not a penis.” He chuckles, pressing his forehead to your own before lightly peppering a kiss to the tip of your nose.
“There’s my sweet girl.”
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I SIMP FOR THIS AND I CREATED IT KANSLNALSDN LMFAO
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Minsung x Reader
this is a remake of the Sope x Reader i did awhile ago!! i hope you all enjoy it!! please let me know what y’all think!
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You were getting ready to close up for the night when you heard the bell ring from the door.
You groaned, cursing to yourself. It had been a long day, you wanted to leave.
“We close in like 5 minutes,” you began, not looking up. “But what can I get you?”
Finally looking up you see Minho.
“Minnie?” you raise a brow. “I’m almost off, what's up?”
“Just thought I’d pick you up since you decide to walk and it's currently raining.” he pointed behind him.
“Aww you do care.” you joked.
He put a hand to his chest.
“I will let your ass walk,” he pointed, turning around.
“NO!” you yell.
“That’s what I thought,” he smirked.
You roll your eyes.
“Where’s everyone else?” you question.
“Busy,” he responded.
You nod.
“Just hangout here, I'll be back in ten.” you said heading to the back.
You had owned your own bookstore/cafe and surprisingly it’s where you met.
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You had moved to Seoul 8 months prior from the states, within those months you had been doing everything you could to open your own shop. A week after opening, you were cleaning up a few tables and singing as it was just you and your cat. When he had walked in. You were too in your own world to notice you had a crowd. Finally turning around you saw him and jumped.
“I am so sorry you had to witness that.” you let out a nervous laugh.
He laughed.
“Coffee and a show?” he smiled. “I think i’ll come here more often.”
You giggled while walking around the counter.
“What can I get you?” you beamed at him.
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He had been coming for weeks after your first interaction. Every wednesday he was there. You had grown fond of the man yet you never exchanged names, well he knew yours but it really didn’t matter you both would talk like you knew each other for years. It wasn’t until one day he came in, he didn’t say much that day, he ordered and then that was it. Handing him his usual, he thanked you before turning to leave. Although confused and slightly sad about not getting to talk to him, you smiled after him before going to clean up when he came back to the counter.
“Hey! Anything else you need?” you smiled at him.
“This may be too forward but can I get your number?” He looked nervous.
You were hesitant at first.
“What's in it for me?” you quirk a brow.
“That all depends on what you are up for.” he smirked.
“We shall see.” you winked.
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Your relationship with the boys was honestly the best. Although a few drunken nights caused you to make out with Hyunjin and Felix, they were to remain just friends. Besides, you had your eyes set on a different duo. You were open to the idea of being with both of them but it was completely up to them yet, you never pursued it.
You had started messing around with Minho before the dreams of Jisung set in. You didn’t know why or how but the dreams started out small only for them to get longer. They would happen at least three times out of the week.
You never brought them up to Minho as you weren’t together but you felt you needed to tell him soon.
You brushed it all aside before walking back upfront to Minho.
“Ready?” he asked.
You smiled nodding.
Getting in his car you both were off.
“Where are we going?” you asked, noticing he turned away from your street.
“Back to mine,” he smiled, “it’s movie night.”
“Innie better not eat all the snacks again.” you crossed your arms.
He just laughed.
Entering the boys place, you noticed them all spread out in the living room, blankets and pillows everywhere.
Coming into view, you made eye contact with Jisung.
“Y/NIE!!” Hyunjin yelled.
“Hi baby!!” you hugged him tight.
“I missed you.” he pouted.
“You both are weird.” Seungmin said coming out of the kitchen.
“You’re just jealous.” you stuck your tongue out at him.
“Ya stop hogging Y/n” Felix said from the floor pouting.
“I’m coming Lixie!” you said running to him. “Move over!”
Everyone laughed as Hyunjin jumped in between you both.
Movie night was going smoothly. Everyone was actually drinking more than watching the movie. You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or just the force of habit but, you couldn’t help but glance over at Jisung and Minho all night, your mind was swimming with images of both of them being all over you. You knew it wasn’t the right time for these thoughts but the alcohol in your system said otherwise. You were so in thought you hadn’t realized Hyunjin was handing you another shot.
“Y/n!” he yelled.
It wasn’t until Felix pushed you, had you snapped out of it.
“You’re drooling.” he smirked.
You hit him with a pillow.
“You know you could just ask them,” Hyune said.
“Funny.” you rolled your eyes, downing the shot.
“If me and Hyunjin didn’t have so much respect for them we would have had you all to ourselves by now.” Felix said, finishing his shot.
“Just because we made out doesn’t mean I won’t sleep with you both.” you smirked.
“As much as I would love that,” Felix said. “We all know it’s them you’d rather ravage you.”
He wiggled his brows.
“Please shut up.” you said pushing him.
The movie had ended a while ago and you could tell everyone was getting tired or were just too drunk . Cleaning up a bit you all went your separate ways. Minho offered for you to stay in his room for the night but you declined wanting to sleep by yourself for the night, so you took the guest room. You said your goodnights before heading to bed.
You laid there for a while just staring at the ceiling, before your eyes got heavy and sleep took over.
He really wished he hadn’t drank tonight. He was gonna regret it in the morning. He decided to get up and get some water. As he made his way back to his room he could hear faint whimpers coming from your room. He rolled his eyes thinking it was just you and Lee Know nothing new. But as he was about to enter his room he heard it. He heard the faintest moan of what sounded like his name. He stopped in his tracks, he was hearing things right? He shook it off as nothing proceeded to close his door, but then he heard it again.
He was shocked.
That wasn’t something he was expecting to hear from you of all people. As much as he knew he shouldn’t and the amount of fighting he did with himself, he decided to go check on you. He slowly opened the door and peeked through. There you were laying on the bed, body shifting. As he looked closer, it was extremely obvious as to what you were doing. But what really threw him off was that you were dead asleep. He stood there baffled but quickly rushed out as soon as you had stopped and were turning over. He closed his door and leaned against it not knowing what to do or think about what he had just witnessed.
You woke up to someone jumping into bed with you. Looking to your left, you could see Minho. He took notice of you being awake and joined you under the covers.
“What are you doing here?” You asked.
“Good morning to you too.” He fake pouted.
You hid under the covers. Only for him to pull you closer and join you.
“I wanted cuddles.” He said kissing on your neck.
You hummed.
“This seems like more than cuddles.” You whispered out.
“Do you want me to stop? Because I can.” He moved from your neck to look at you.
You looked him in the eyes, before kissing him.
Morning sex wasn’t anything new between you both. Especially while the others were within ear shot.
“We gotta be quiet.” He said, “well you gotta be quiet.”
You hit his arm.
He rolled a condom on, immediately pushed himself into you without warning. You moaned out only for him to cover your mouth giving you a stern look.
You threw your head back biting your lip to keep your moans in. His thrusts started to get sloppy and you knew he was close.
You pulled him in for a kiss to muffle the moans as you both came. He stayed in you for a bit before pulling out and discarding the condom in the trash. You quickly cleaned up, throwing on his t-shirt you both walked out. Only a few of the boys were up.
You sat next to Hyunjin on the couch while Minho was in the kitchen. You rested your head on his shoulder.
“Could you be more freshly fucked.” He said laughing.
“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes. “He’s a good fuck.”
“I’m sure Jisung is too.” He smirked.
You groaned.
“Speaking of…” you whispered. “I had another dream again.”
He looked at you wide eyed.
“I thought those were done with!” He whispered back.
“Clearly not.” You said.
“And you just fucked Lee Know?” He put a hand to his face.
You hide your face in a pillow.
“It’s bad I know.” You looked up at him.
“You hoe.” He joked.
You gasped.
“How dare you!” You pushed him.
“What are you doing to her?” Chan said, walking over half asleep.
“Everything is fine Channie.” You smiled at him.
You both got up so you could go see what there was to eat not before pushing Hyune back down on the couch.
You giggled while running to the kitchen. Immediately hiding behind the first person you saw which so happened to be Han. He just stood there.
“Keep me safe from Hyune please.” You whispered from behind him.
He chuckled trying to hide his nerves. His mind was racing right now. Your hands on his body were driving him crazy. It was hard to focus on anything else.
“Y/n come eat!” Minho said.
“Coming!” You yelled, not before kissing Jisung’s neck as that was the only accessible part of him you could reach in the position you were in. “Thanks sungie, you are my knight in shining armor.”
He was frozen. Did that really just happen?
A few weeks have gone by since the incident and Jisung still hasn’t brought it up. Although you definitely were making it obvious as of late that you are interested in him. He’d always thought you and Lee Know were together but maybe he was wrong?
You were at your place when Lee Know decided to come over. Currently making out on your couch, you figured now would be a good time to bring up the Sungie dreams.
You pulled away from Minho causing him to groan.
“We gotta talk.” You said.
“About?” He questioned.
You sighed, hiding your face.
“This is so awkward.” You whined.
“Just tell me baby.” He said grabbing your chin so you were looking at him.
How do you tell your best friend who you are into but are also into his best friend. You thought to yourself.
“You what?” he said, shocked.
“Huh?” you looked at him confused.
“You want me AND Jisungie?” he looked at you.
You froze, eyes going wide. You did not say that out loud.
“That is not how i wanted to say this,” you covered your face. “But …yes?”
Embarrassed didn’t even begin to cover it. The damage was done and you couldn’t run and hide from it now. Too caught up with what just happened you hadn’t realized a certain someone had stopped by.
“Maybe we should try it out.” a voice said behind you.
Turning around all you saw was Jisung and your mind began to spin.
“Huh?!” You said.
You couldn’t think straight, surely you’ve thought about this moment multiple times but seeing it through? Hell no, never did you think it would happen.
“Maybe we could try it.” Jisung repeats himself. “You want this right? It’s something YOU dream about.”
You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. You did not want to be talking about this but you had to, It only takes a few short seconds before you contain yourself.
“Yes…” you drag out. “But it’s n-“
You were cut off.
“How would this work?” Lee Know asked.
You look at him wide eyed.
“Say we did this,” he starts, motioning between you three. “Where does that leave all three of us, where do we both stand in your life?”
All eyes were now on you. Nerves were setting in.
Though the way he put it like that made a very good point, you wanted Minho but you also wanted Jisung. You could have both right? What was stopping you?
As you stood up from the couch , you thanked yourself mentally for only wearing an oversized tee. Neither one knew what was going to happen as you made your way to Jisung, it didn’t take long for them to find out..
You stood in front of Jisung, studying his every feature. You could tell he was nervous but also judging by the growing bulge he had you knew he would be fine. Letting your body take over, you placed one hand on his cheek and caressed his face while the other one trailed down his body. Even with the layers of clothing he had on you could feel everything. As you got down to his pants. You ran a finger along the waistband, indicating what you wanted from him. Eager enough, he knew what you wanted and pulled his pants down. He went to pull his boxers but you stopped him.
Looking up at him, you could see the look of confusion on his face.
“She likes to do it herself.” Lee Know said, smirking from the couch, watching you both.
Looking back to Han, you grab the ends of his shirt and lift it. He ran a hand over his torso as the cool air hit him and slight nerves set in as he was in nothing but boxers.
“Don’t be nervous, love.” You coo. “You’re in good hands.”
He nods letting out a breath. Once he was at ease you dropped to your knees. You run a hand over his bulge feeling how hard it is, causing a shiver to run down his back. You stopped yourself and stood up. Taking his hand you lead him to your bedroom.
“Stay here, I’ll be right back.” You smile, kissing him before walking out the room.
“Are you joining us or not?” You smirk at Minho, who is still sitting on the couch.
He stands, smirking back as he walks towards you. You put your hand up telling him to stop. He raises a brow but stops.
“You've got too much on.” You motion at him.
“Do I now?” He raises a brow.
“Yes.” You cross your arms. “Strip.” Trying to sound stern.
He smirks at you trying to order him around.
“Just this once princess.” He points at you. “Just this one time.”
You roll your eyes, “Come, we wouldn’t want to keep him waiting now would we?” You pout, walking to the room.
Once in the room you stand in front of Jisung who is now sitting on the bed. You feel a presence and turn to see Minho.
He walks over to you.
“I’m gonna be nice this one time, but roll your eyes one more time and you’ll be in deep little one.” He says loud enough so Han hears as well.
You bite your lip fighting the moan that wants to escape. You decide to straddle Jisung’s waist. His hands stay at his side not wanting to over step. You can sense his hesitation so you bring his hand to your ass as an okay. Once they are there he gives your ass a squeeze making you moan. He finally is comfortable enough and brings you in for a kiss. One hand remains on your ass as the other comes up and grabs the back of your neck pulling you in more, deepening the kiss. Pulling away you move down to the floor, settling between his legs. You run your hands along his thighs before grabbing the waistband of his boxers. He lifts his hips and you pull them down with ease. His cock springs free, hitting his stomach. Your breath hitches. You are nearly drooling at the sight of him.
“Don’t keep him waiting now princess.” Lee Know says in a low tone.
You didn’t need to be told twice.
“Tell me to stop if it gets too much ok?” you looked him in the eyes.
He nodded eagerly, words not being able to be formed.
“Good boy.” you smirked.
You proceeded to run a finger along his length. Wrapping a hand around it you could feel him tense up, you didn’t do anything further until he relaxed. Once you felt him calm and relaxed you ran your thumb over the head, spreading the pre-cum that had leaked out of the now red tip.
You pumped him slow and steady, the whines coming from him egged you on further. Licking the tip you swirl your tongue around a few tips before taking him into your mouth. You steady pace not wanting to tire out your jaw just yet but also not wanting to get him closer to the edge than he already was.
“That’s it jagi…” Lee Know coaxed. “Look at our prince, you are taking such good care of him.”
Looking up through your lashes, you are met with lust filled eyes staring back at you, mouth agape, brows furrowed. You knew he was close but didn’t want to speed up in fear of what Minho would do.
You pulled away, still stroking him,” He’s close.” you softly say looking at Minho who is sitting in the chair observing the two of you.
He puts his hand to his chin, you knew he was thinking. But would he let him cum is the real question. He didn’t say a word. He stood up and walked over to you both.
“Be good and you both may be rewarded.” he smirks.
You are nodding in agreement before you realize just what he said. Making you look at him fast seeing he’s already looking at you with a smirk.
“Don’t even..” he warns.
“But I-” he cut you off.
“Did you think I forgot the little stunt you pulled minutes ago?” he looked at you, brow raised.
You knew exactly what he meant.
“That's what I thought.” he smirked. “Now up, on the bed.”
You got up quick not wanting to piss him off even more. As you moved to the bed he stopped you.
“Keep it up and you’ll be the only one who doesn’t cum tonight.” he whispers.
You nod.
“Arms up.” he demands before lifting your shirt that keeps you from being completely bare.
You gasp as the air hits your exposed skin, goosebumps soon appearing.
He runs a finger down your back. “Join him.” he says, giving your ass a slap as you walk away.
As you make your way to Jisung he looks to you like a lost puppy. You open your mouth to say something before Lee Know speaks.
“Lay down princess.” he orders.
You lay there, head propped up by a pillow waiting for something to happen. Looking at Jisung, you clench around nothing, he is drinking you in. Practically drooling and eye fucking you. You definitely are growing more and more impatient at the need to be filled up by one if not both of them. The hunger was growing stronger.
“Go ahead princess, let him.” Minho called.
You sighed with relief. You beckoned him with your finger. He immediately scrambled towards you, but you stopped him with your foot. You are surprised at how well he followed orders and that excited you even more. He was a sub and you were to use that as an advantage.
Looking at him as you propped your body up on your elbows.
“Crawl baby boy.” you cooed.
He let out a small whine at the command, causing you to smirk. He obeyed and began crawling. He soon settled at your legs, waiting patiently for you to give the ok. Meeting his pleading eyes you spread your legs letting him see you fully. His eyes went wide at the sight.
“Does the little prince want a taste?” you smirk.
He nodded eagerly.
“Words little one,” you said. “I need words.”
“P-please, please let me taste you.” he whimpered.
You nod, “Go ahead.”
Before you know it he latches himself to your core, catching you off guard you yelp. He starts off slow, wanting to taste you entirely before proceeding to get you to the edge. Laying his tongue flat against your core he licks a long stripe upward. Stopping at your clit he flicks his tongue at it a few times before taking the bud into his mouth. You cry out from the sensation. Once he hears moans and cries fall from your lips he devours you like a mad man. Playing you like a piano he uses his fingers to get you right where you need to be and to make the most beautiful noise ever heard. You can feel yourself right there at the edge. You were about to come undone on his tongue when Lee Know spoke.
“That’s enough.” He demanded.
Laying there breathless you become annoyed. Lee Know can sense your attitude change.
“Watch it princess,” he warns. “Remember what I told you.”
You pout but nod.
“Good girl.” He praises. “Now on your knees, face the pillows.”
You immediately get into position not wanting to piss him off.
“Now you get under her little prince.” He commands Jisung.
He then looks at you before doing as he is told. Trying his best to not knock you over he slides under you. You moan when you feel his length brush against your folds. You were growing hungrier by the minute.
“Hold on a bit longer princess, you’ll get what you want.” Minho chimes in.
You soon feel the bed dip, and a presence behind you. You knew it was Minho which didn’t catch off guard. What caught you off guard was cool liquid being poured on you.
“This is what you wanted, princess?” He asked “you wanted both of us?”
You look down at Jisung who is staring right back at you.
A slap comes to your ass causing you to buck your hips brushing against his member, causing him to moan.
“Answer me.” He demands.
“Y-Yes sir.” You moan.
“That’s better.” He smirked, “Behave from here on out if you want to come at all tonight.”
He smacks your ass one more time.
“That goes for both of you.” He looks at Jisung who nods.
“Now I’m going to let him use you first,” he says getting off the bed. “And you tell her when you are close little prince alright?”
He looks to Minho, “yes sir.”
Minho smiles at the eldest. “Go ahead.”
Looking down at him you grab his length, and position him at your core before sliding down. You hiss at the stretch but the pain soon is replaced by pleasure. He waits patiently for you to get comfortable before slowly rocking you back and forth. Fighting the urge to take over, you fail. You stop his hands, and begin setting your own pace. You began bouncing up and down his length dragging moan after moan from him. You quickened your pace making him hold your waist with one hand while the other gripped and smacked your ass. You knew he was close.
“G-Gonna, c-cum.” He whines out.
“Come for me Ji.” You pant, picking up the pace more bringing him right where he needs to.
You soon feel the warmth and slow down the pace as he comes down from his high. Getting off him you kiss his forehead.
“Rest up we aren’t done yet.” You go to get up.
“Keep right there princess,” Minho says, flipping you over. “We aren’t done until you are a mess filled with us both and are begging for me to stop.”
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tiktok anon here. i agree that i dont have a problem with people acknowledging them as friends than smth more because truthfully i am not particularly a shipper, theyre just my favorite dynamic and i dont mind (some) shipping spaces. its just the tone of the comments is so different to other ships and hard agree on them being ignored a lot too. i seen a compilation of jungkook reacting to bts members coming to his lives that just so happened to ignore the times jimin showed up (and jungkook proceeds to beg him to meet up lol).
non shippers want the pairings to be all treated similarly but the way they interact (or dont) with jikook content sets them apart immediately.
and i for sure think theres more secret shippers who just do not want to be attacked. many years ago i was in some GCs with ppl who actively talked against shipping on their accounts but secretly were into it and to go back to tiktok, i noticed a jikook video where there was 1 lone jikooker defending themselves against multiple people but the jikookers comments were the one getting more hearts. meaning people were silently agreeing but didnt want to step in.
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Hi Lovely,
You’re not wrong. I see it too😪
It’s sad that those opposed to people celebrating Jikook’s bond are so loud and scary, that they come in masses to overshadow, co-opt and strong arm off people. It’s sad that there are widely accepted duos that aren’t seen as untouchable like VMin, Sope, Namjoon and others but people have to appreciate Jikook in secret, even just as a platonic best friend duo. The sad thing is it’s not one subsection in the fandom but from all sides (I won’t get into that here).
When it comes to those that supposedly don’t ship at all there’s still this weird selective blindness.
I saw a TikTok the other day that I sent to my friend to see if she noticed the same thing I noticed:
Credit: TikTok
The tiktoker said she watched the live several times and if you don’t know which live she’s talking about, it’s a live where Jungkook not only watched Jimin’s Suchwita episode but also other Jimin content.
How the tiktoker perceived Jungkook’s live was different to how I perceived it and how other jikookers did.
It’s baffling how it works, just baffling.
Thank you for adding to the conversation and chatting with me.
💜
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Memories 2021 Discs 6 -7
So I asked again when I said I was going to watch memories in full if you would be interested in commentary from me as I did so. There were a lot of people who said yes, so here we are! I have officially watched BTS Memories of 2021. Here are my thoughts as I went. There were 7 DVDs in this one. Reminder that these aren't going to be smoothly written out thoughts. You get these like I'm live reacting, texting my bestie or live tweeting. Lol it'll be in like bullet point format sort of, just... a commentary post as I go. Lol Parts 1 -3 covers Discs 1 - 5 and the first half of Disc 6. You can read part 1 here, part 2 here and part 3 here. Part 4 here will cover the second half of Disc 6 and Disc 7. Hope you enjoy anyway! Let's go!
Disc 6
2021 Festa Family Photos Making Film:
This could honestly just be a post on its own 😭😍 with all the gorgeous photos!! Everyone starting off in their stunning white outfits from past shoots/performances too. Jikook both in black swan outfits too! Hopekook almost bonking foreheads and smiling so cutely at each other in their unit shoot with Yoongi 🥺 Everyone standing serious for their group photo, and then there is Tae secretly tapping consistently on Hobi's thigh and bring silly while he pretends to be serious with the rest of them. Lol and then dancing through their next shot too 😂 having a hard time sitting still! Jimin reigning Tae back in for the shot and JK smacking him for being silly 🤣 everyone doing solo shots in their brown suits and JK takes over a camera as per usual. Starting with a test shot of Hobi, turns out great! Tae shows up and JK takes a super close up angle and hopekook both exclaiming in surprise at how he can look good even from that angle. Turning to take a close up of Jimin too and giggling saying he looks like a rookie actor (again!) Everyone laughing so much thanks to Jungkook! Jimin fixing Sope's ties for them during the group shoot because they were a little crooked was so fucking cute and domestic honestly. Tae grabbing Hobis hand to hold during the shoot and trying to kiss his hand. So much love and laughter 😍
Jungkook spinning namjin super fast with him on the merry go round thingy and them NOT ENJOYING IT and JK just laughing at them 😅🤣 Yoonmin being the cutest and pretend fighting lol the editors "battle of the bts kitties" "we don't know who won but they are good friends!" 🤣🤣 Vhope being so cute and Hobi was also NOT A FAN of the merry go round. Lol I'm glad taekook got to have fun on it together after shooting since their photo partners were not into all the spinning they clearly wanted to do lmfao! Even when Tae tapped out, JK just kept staying to play! Vhope might be my favorite duo of the Festa photos! Lol the way they jumped to each other for photos and then Tae just snuggled into Hobi, who wrapped him up in a big hug like a koala and Tae then just lifting him up in response and Hobis surprised laugher. My heart is MELTING. 1st Gif above.
Rolling Stone Magazine Making Film:
The way the concept was carefree and you can tell they all enjoyed just getting to do whatever they want during their solo shoots for sure. Lol Jimin coming to check out Hobis 4 frame shots and going "ah Hobi is playing celebrity again" and Tae trying to photobomb Suga 🤣🤣 the staff going "must be nice to be that handsome" watching V do his photoshoot and Tae getting instantly shy 🥺🥺 so cute! For the group shots the director wanted it to look like a more causal green room conversation/setting. Lol all crammed on one couch? Well okay, that's probably fair for the Tannies. But JK hearing that then immediately putting an arm on Jimin and leaning back against Hobi was cute 🥺 my 3J. His comfort people. He readjusted but it was still cute. Director telling them to open their mouth like they are yawning and the Tannies all just start vocalizing like opera stars instead! Lol Jimin looking at the photos and saying Yoongi looks like a goldfish 🤣 non stop teasing from Jimin today! 😂 Hobi shattering the illusion of them all on top of each other on one couch immediately after going "this isn't what we are really like on green rooms." Hobi sir, we have some footage that begs to differ. Maybe not all the time but cmon 🤣🤣 Jimin pretending to hop onto the motorcycle at the next set and Jhope going "cmon Jimin, let's go!" And hopping on behind him like they are going to take off! 🥰 Reviewing their photos and making adjustments and JK telling Jimin he should lean in more while dropping ALL honorifics, as per usual 😂 these were actually super well done photoshoots AND well done interviews. If you haven't seen or read them yet, I encourage you to do so! More Jikookey Here.
Billboard Magazine Making Film:
The video starting out with Namjoon expressing immediately sympathy for JK in his heavy sweater about how hot he is going to be. Lol and when JK is outside he has Staff around him right away giving water bottles and holding fans. Poor baby, it must be really heavy! RM being the best leader and organizing where everyone needs to go and sit for the cover shoot so well! Really great examples of his encouraging type of leadership though. Everyone struggling with how bright the sun is shining in their eyes and Joon going "just 10 photos, okay?" Giving encouraging pats and counting everyone off for when they need to quickly open their eyes for the shot too.
Second outfits and set seemed more comfy. Lol jikook saying they loved their outfits and felt it fit them. Give them the outfits billboard!! Namjoon cutting his end mentions interview short after his shoot going "wow, so sexy! Rolled up sleeves" because he got distracted by how good Yoongi looked! Lmao I mean, I get it namjoon. I get it 😍😂 and then Yoongi getting all shy about it too and downplayed the compliment. Accept it Yoongi! JK and Hobi also praising Yoongi during their group photoshoot at the end. Saying he "looks like a boss." And Jimin saying Yoongi looked great in short sleeves during their ending mentions. Caught ALL THEIR EYES!
They did a 7 things you don't know about bts interview and Jimin being unsure because he picked something the members all already know about him and JK saying it's okay if the members know but others don't and reassuring him so sweetly. Their little fist bump after the interview started too! During the group shoot Yoongi going "ow wait, let me spread my legs a little" as everyone crowded into the same small couch and letting Jin lean back between his legs instead of on them. Whew. Great photoshoot honestly! Shitty ass article, dont give them any clicks, and they are so undeserving of BTS honestly. But pretty photos for sure.
2021 Show in Seoul with House Ambassadors BTS | Louis Vuitton Making Film:
LV Show in Seoul with BTS here:
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The Making Film opens up by blessing me with minimoni praise! Jimin just being like this is my first time seeing actual models and it's crazy because Namjoon fits right in! He can go toe to toe with all these models. Wow! And when Staff tell Joon what Jimin said he was so shy and humble. Lol "that's just Jimins affection for me clouding his vision." 😭😭😭 Vhope smiling and waving to each other from across the set where they were each filming their seperate parts of the video and giving each other that encouragement! Followed by the same thing with cute glances and encouragement exchanged between taekook across their sets too! I love it. Jikook being silly and comparing heights in their new outfits and shoes, just for JK to step back, check Jimin out from top to bottom, a full body check out, and go "you look like a real model!" And Jimin just blushes. Cuteee. Namjoon saying he likes Yoongis outfit best, and he wants to wear it! Hobi being nervous going up the elevator but Tae easily distracting him by asking about his bag. 🥺 I love they chose their own outfits for this too. It's amazing and the fact that they chose their own outfits and Jimin picked to wear a skirt!! Love it!
Vogue Korea & GQ Korea | LV Making Film:
I love that they once again got to pick their own outfits for the shoot here too! Showcases their uniqueness so well! JK saying he thinks he has worn an outfit similar to Namjoons before. And Namjoon just looking at JK and saying everyone looks like they are going to a party, why do you look like you are going to the gym? 😭😂🤣 let him BREATHE Namjoon. Athletic clothes everywhere is an AESTHETIC! The never ending teasing. Lol "your outfit is so blue too." JKs defense of "jimins outfit is all redish!" It's not just you, Jungkook, it's not! 🤣 Jikook really are though two bright ass spots of color in everyone else's more monochrome color scheme in these group shots 😂 Jikooks play boxing and 95z dancing and silliness during the break. So much energy! Not Tae feeling up Jimins biceps and going "it'll rip" in reference to Jimins muscles busting out of his tight fit?! 😭🤣 please! JK giving a little interview after his first solo shoot and getting distracted and turned around/lost backstage/on set! Lol
Everyone gathering for a group photo and JK just plopping down on Hobis lap instead of getting his own chair. FAIR. Jin being a little nervous up high in the set and JK just linking their elbows and sticking by him so sweetly. He is the sweetest man! For the third of their looks, Hobi picked out to wear one of the same outfits that Tae once wore on his own time at the airport. Lol and he goes "yes. I've become Tae's clone" 🤣 cuteeee. For the 4th look/set, Tae is outside and keeps talking about how nice it would be to do a shoot outside with his dog, Tan 🥺 Gathered for the last group shot has everyone asking Hobi about his outfit and if he is wearing a bulletproof vest. Lol which he confirms by singing a line from We Are Bulletproof Pt. 1 and spends the rest of the time before the shoot starts in earnest with the other members punching his vest and asking if it hurts. 🤣🤣 and no one being able to leave the balloons alone on the set. They are so playful. These were again really great photos and interviews if you want to go check them out if you haven't read them yet!
Disc 7
My Universe MV Making Film:
Giving me a minimoni unit at the start of a making film makes me so happy! They are so cute together! The members fawning over Yoongis pink hair 😍 me too! JK can't go one making film without boxing someone and I love that for him. This time it's Tae shoulder/back that is his boxing opponent! Lmao at Jimin just standing there in between takes and JK just randomly comes by to touch and hold his chin for a minute. Why are they so cute?? They spend so much of this making film just quietly talking in the background too. It's adorable. Tae telling everyone to channel N.O. to give resistance vibes for the MV 😂 Not Jimin pulling his phone out to check it after a shot and JK coming to peer over his shoulder at it too! Lol the constant "who's texting *us*" vibes are spectacular. Vminhopes loud laughter during footage review when JK goes "Chris is taller than us, why are we looking down?" 😂😂🤣🤣 Jikook acting out a skit to make their hyungs laugh 🥺 and swinging Hobi around like crazy between them lmfaoo "maknae line and maknae lines boss" Editors know them well lmfao. Jikook getting in line for their filming snd jikook at the end of the line just play fighting and Jimin getting right up in JKs face like that 😳🤣 Just for JK to jostle him back and make funny poses himself. They really have so much fun together. The way they were all leaning shoulders against each other to "relax" and when they finally break apart you see the poor stylist noona on the floor under them Still just trying to fix and resituate their clothes 😅🤣 Vhopeminkook working out using each other as weights lol and then the maknae line making up choreo for MU while hyung watch endeared. Their energy is unbounded. Jhope being asked to freestyle right before the cameras rolled again for the ending scene and all the members praising him for how cool he is immediately after. Seeing them all have fun dancing at the end is my favorite part. They are so cute. Jikook teasing Tae for how he started dancing too was so funny. Ending mentions has Tae trying to wrap an arm around Jimin and almost knocking him over by accident instead. He was not prepared! Lol but JK looking over and checking on him with his eyes and Jimin making that eye contact as he caught his stumble was so cute. Just the quiet making sure he was all good 🥺 so domestic of them! Tae was so cute too making sure he didn't actually fall over 🤣 Jikookery Clips here.
Special Presidental Appointment Ceramony & Permission to Dance | UNGA SDG Moment 2021 Making Film:
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The first 2 minutes were just BTS being so proud and excited about the honor bestowed upon them by their country and honestly, same. Im SO PROUD of them too. They deserve ALL THE RECOGNITION possible. And then some. They deserve it all. And seeing them prep for their 3RD VISIT to UNGA is amazing. Everyone arriving at the airport to go to NY is so tense but also so excited. Joon being nervous about memorizing his speech during the plane ride. Jikook arriving to the airport together and both so bouncy and giddy!
Namjoon forgetting her PTD Verse and asking JK for help. And Jungkook being SO PROUD TO HELP and claiming himself the BTS Lyric bot and that he knows most of all the lyrics and the rap verses too. Just main vocalist things! Jin making good minor suggestions to both cameramen and members as they film their PTD performance so that everyone stays the most safe while walking/dancing backwards. Always looking out for everyone. 🥺 Not the cute copy/paste move that ran through Namjikook as all 3 wanted to copy and try Taes jumping dance move! Lol cuties. Namkook being adorable with a happy to be in the sun again dance break as they move locations! The members all laughing over how the doors they have to exit from were so much heavier than they thought it would've been 🤣 The way they all cheer and clap for the backup dancers through their rehearsals at the final location they shoot at 🥺 the way all those dancers had nothing but wonderful things to say about their experience working with BTS too!
Special Presidental Envoy Speech | UNGA SDG Moment 2021 & The Metropolitan Museum of Art Making Film:
Their speech with eng subs here (I love that they gave it in Korean!)
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The members all politely listening and nodding along while going through the museum and Namjoon is just super into it. Adorable. JK misreading "hall" as "hell" and Jin being unable to stop his giggles over the mistake 😂 Namjoon giving a speech too! And JK being so proud of him when he gets back to their seats afterwards. Endearing! They were SO NERVOUS for their speeches. 😭 Practicing while getting ready, practicing while getting styled, practicing in the car ride over. Teasing each other a bit about their nerves. Oof. You did great loves! Jimin being so shy about apologizing for taking a breather during his speech and his members all lightheartedly teasing him about it. Lmfao the way he laughed and RAN from them all out of the building. 😭😂 Poor baby. Even though they were all teasing him they were all reassuring him too. With sweet notes of "no, you did really well though." And sharing their pride of him too. Namjoon saying he felt more comfortable this time giving these speeches because his members were there and joining in on it too this time. Their love for each other is admirable.
Meeting with Megan Thee Stallion & Coldplay:
Nah because BTS with Meg is one of the cutest things ever. Such a sweet friendship. I love seeing her sitting between the 95z as a 95 liner herself too! The way they all fawned over her and 4oe! Their selfies together. Talking about things they wish they could've done together for Butter promo! And the way they wanted to teach her the Butter choreo but didn't want her to hurt her ankles in her shoes so they did the hand choreo part! They were so cute all huddled up together in a little circle practicing and then filming their hands all together too. Lol Jikook with their hand tattoos in the middle too! Ugh, love it. Jimin thanking Megan for the alcohol in their gift bags by holding it up and doing her signature tongue move while shouting thank you 😂🤣 And JK picking up and carrying Jimins gift bag out for him. 🥰 They are so cute.
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Their friendship with Chris and Coldplay is SPECTACULAR! One of my favorites. It's so cute seeing them all together and enjoying their time together. I love that Chris asked them to sing MU with him right there and then. Just to enjoy their song all together. It's so special. Their smiles were all so big. During they "heys!" Jikook were so cute laughing together and Jimin booty bumping up onto JK and JK unable to stop smiling over at him too! Lol their smiles and laughter all together through their whole visit! The way they were so excited to be gifted modern hanboks from the guys and Chris gifted Jin his guitar. The way Chris wanted to teach Jin how to play the guitar and Jin went along with it like he had never played a guitar before WAS ADORABLE. Lmao. Jin saying it was going to become a family heirloom 🥺 BTS being the fanboys for once was so cute. Especially because the energy and respect was absolutely matched. The hugs at the end too 🥺
2021 American Music Awards Making Film:
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Vmin right off the bat! During practice Tae talking about how when he wears a hat all his hair just sticks out the side of it at the length it was at. Jimin just watching him so endeared and "so cute." And then Jimin grabbing him by the neck as they spin in a circle for their "practice" of their duo dance for Butter. Lol cutiesss. Jimins hair is so long and beautiful during this time too! JK covering Jins face with his own hood and Jikook jokingly singing happy birthday to him since his Birthday is coming up soon. Practicing on stage and wanting things to be perfect for their first stage back with ARMYs there. 🥺 Jimin being goofy with the camera and pretending to shoot us and look through his hair. Lol and JK just standing right out of camera view where we barely see him for a moment just Watching Jimin be silly all endeared over it 🥺🥺 Practicing where they need to go for the MU performance too and Jimin just going "I should stick close to namjoon. Namjoon! We can't be seperated!" And looping his arm in Joons, while Joonie just goes "good good" and walks off with Jimin in tow 🥰 I'm so in love with minimoni!
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Finally on their way to the show too! Red carpet time, seeing army time, performance time! We had vhope in one car, minimoni in the other and then our ultra introvert line yoonjinkook in the last car! Lol I love all these dynamics. JK being nervous during their speech and nailing it but his cute "we wanna focus on...." lmfao everyone laughing and JK in the dressing room for Butter only being able to fret about armys now making fun of him when he just wanted to look cool. Lmfao the non stop laughter he couldn't control! Cutie. And he wasn't wrong. "We wanna focus on" was all army could talk about and how cute JK was and how cute Jinkook are when Jin pulled him away 🤣🤣🤣 Jikook walking backstage together so excited after their performance and winning the grand prize! JK was PUMPED. LOL JK saying the whole world looks yellow now and Jimin just laughing and saying it's because of his yellow glasses and pulling them up onto his head for him to see without them 🤣 Everyone's smiles and energy and excitement at just being there with ARMY and performing with a crowd again! Im so unbelievably proud of them all the time!
The Late Late Show with James Cordan Making Film:
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This was filmed 211123, we know because they filmed it in the middle of traffic and hundreds of people saw them do it 😂 Am I a big James Cordan fan? No. Lol but I do love seeing the guys all having fun and smiling. The absolute CHAOS of rehearsals where BTS are RUNNING but don't know what they are supposed to be doing AT ALL 🤣🤣🤣 Jihope having their impromptu photoshoot for future photos for Jimins Instagram. ITS BEEN A YEAR AND WE STILL HAVENT GOTTEN THEM?! LOL Their laughter and smiles are so cute. They had so much fun together. JK mispronounced Chipotle as Chicolte and the company rolling with it is my favorite thing. Lol 3J all sharing parts of their meals together is so cute. Jimin walking up and JK just taking a big bite of Jimins food with no asking and with zero reaction. You just know he does it often. 🤣 Ending mentions after filming the talk show portion has everyone talking so nicely about how great it was to see fans again and about how they had fun.... and JK is just sitting in the back unable to stop feeling Namjoons hair lol. Up and down he brushed the short hairs at the back 😂 and Joon didn't even react. You just know he is used to the members clinginess and JKs random "must feel the texture" touches he does so often to all of them 😂 I love it.
2021 iHeartRadio Jingle Ball Making Film:
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I love seeing them have so much fun during rehearsals together, even as they practice seriously. And I also love when they prove over and over again that their mics are always on! Lol burgers for lunch after practice and before they perform. Everyone taking off their jackets while they eat, tell me WHY DID JIMIN TAKE OFF HIS WHOLE SHIRT?! Just leaving his little sweater on but button so low?! Lol Jimin what was the reason?! Jhope and his Polaroids! The way they all blinked like crazy when asked to blink to give spoilers on if they were working on an album or a tour in 2022 🤣 vmin laughing together over it all on the rep carpet interview too 🥰 Yoonmin walking to the second interview with Jimins arms around his shoulders 🥺 Jhope mentioning feeling tipsy after his few sips of champagne at the second interview 🤣 Jin being so cute with his reindeer headband and Tae looking so endeared!! Jikook kicking off their ending mentions by singing Jingle Bells together! Jin saying that working on his birthday was worth it because seeing army is the best present. 😭 They all wished Jin a happy birthday again! Jimin pulling him in for a hug and Tae pinching his butt 🤣 And ending the DVD with promises to look forward to their concerts in March in 2022 and Tae making everyone laugh and be endeared over his ending fairy comments 🥺🥺
An AMAZING experience, as watching memories always is. And this fully wraps up my posts over these DVDs. I love them all so much. We are so blessed to be fans of the most humble people in the world. I'm so proud of them all the time and wish them nothing but the best, safety and happiness through these next few years, knowing that we aren't going anywhere!!
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it was destiny (2)
part 1 part 2 part 3
word count: 3.8k
summary: dilfy jungkook and milfy reader’s first meeting
pairing: jungkook x reader ft. sope (nothing explicit)
warnings: 18+, swearing, alcohol, explicit sexual content (dirty talk, praising, fingering, head (m. to fem.), protected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cum shot)
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“Do we keep the tab open?”
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
“Your drink.” The bartender slides another fruity beverage your direction. “Enjoy.”
The spiked drink burns your throat for a few seconds before it simmers.
Work typically was slow. Not today though. Today there was paperwork on top of paperwork. Boring, long, and overwhelming paperwork. One hour lunch had been cut short, nothing suiting your liking. Hoseok, the coworker whom you shared a cubicle with, normally kept you entertained throughout the long dreadful weeks, but even he didn’t catch a break today. Everything about today sucked. When days were this difficult, the bar near work became home.
“This alcohol sucks.” Hoseok drags his feet against the railing, slightly puckering his lips, annoyed.
You barely nod, dropping your head. “Does the job though,’ pursing your lips you mumble softly, shameful, ‘plus we get a discount here.”
“Mm, that we do.” Hoseok shrugs, bringing the glass to his lips. His lips pop savoring the taste, rubbing your shoulder gently. “Well, I should go. I have a long day tomorrow. My boyfriend wants me to go on some sort of fishing trip with him and some friends.”
Hoseok shivers before he continues, “sounds like a nightmare but I owe him this much. You should head home soon though. Jia must be waiting. Should I call you an uber?”
You shake your head. “Jia’s at Namjoon’s, it’s fine. I’ll finish this drink and go. You go home to your loving boyfriend, I’m sure he already has your side of the bed ready.” Hoseok smiles, Yoongi always did so much for Hoseok and him for Yoongi. They loved and cared for each other dearly. It was the only thing keeping the hope inside you alive, maybe love still existed.
“Well, take care, Y/N. Don’t stay up too late.” Hoseok advises, turning his attention to the bartender. “You can set it all on my tab. Thank you.”
You couldn’t even reach Hoseok, he slipped out of sight before you could even stop and thank him. He was always nice enough to pay for your drinks. On days you would get lucky or he was feeling nice, he would let you pay for his. It’s why you kept him close. He was genuinely a great friend, always keeping your head up. He was one of the few friends you entrusted Jia with. Everyone loved Hoseok and was a part of your family, at this point.
“Can I get you anything else?” The bartender offers politely.
“No, this will do. Thank you.” He turns back to his duties with a smile on his face.
The bar was always filled with people you assumed were staying at the hotel. Most people still carried their personal belongings, their cravings beating the need to settle in their rooms. Different faces living different lives. Sometimes, your brain would distract itself by coming up with all sorts of stories attached to random faces as they walked past. It was a fun little hobby.
That is when he came in.
A man dressed so casually, a plain black button down, stylish jeans, expensive black slip-ons. His hair was a ruffled mess, covering his eyes. He had on a black mask shielding the bottom half of his face. Everything was dark.
He made his way to the back of the bar, settling in a booth. He is waiting for someone, you think. Phone was in his hand but it didn’t seem like he was doing much.
Your eyes focus back on the drink in your hands, downing the remaining of it when a sudden ring comes from your phone.
You're quick to answer, pressing it against your ear. “Hello?”
“Y/N.” It was the same voice that you avoided during work, your awful boss.
“Mr. Han, how may I help you?” There wasn’t a single bone in your body willing to actually help.
“I need a favor.” Your face dropped into the counter where your arms rested. Mr. Han always needed a favor and more.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Han?” The words barely make it out.
“I’ll need you to be at my office early tomorrow,’ things shuffle in the background, your head starts to ache, ‘look, I know it’s your day off but work never rests. If we don’t get these reports done quickly, we’ll be backed up until next year. I can’t afford that. I expect you here at 7 a.m. Does that work for you?” He asks, as if he even cares to hear your response.
No, it didn’t work for you. “Actually, Mr. Han I—,’ he cuts you off, ‘great! I’ll see you tomorrow. Rest well. Goodnight.”
The call cuts off, letting out a frustrating groan.
Yeah, today fucking sucked.
“Are you okay?” A voice worries.
You look up to find it.
It was the same man that had come in minutes ago. The random, whose company never came. The mask wasn’t on his face anymore, noticing a cute mole below his lower lip. His eyes were sharp, focusing his attention, nobody even seemed to be in the room after that. He was stunning.
“Yeah.” You answer short.
“Rough day at work?” He asks, propping a seat near yours.
Caught by surprise, you only nod.
“Can I offer you another drink?” His voice is gentle, at the same time it’s strong, manly even.
Shaking your head, you set the glass down. “I’ve had enough for tonight.”
He nods, his lips form an understanding smile.
“Uh, I should go,’ rising from your seat you take one last good look at him, ‘thanks. For the offer, I mean. Take care.”
“No problem.” The stranger waves, still a polite smile on his face as you walk away.
Without much notice, you mirror his smile.
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Days pass and you are back in the same seat, in the same bar, with the same drink. Some habits never change for you, but you prefer things this way. Change was never easy as you had learned the hard way. Namjoon begged to have Jia for an opening–night to a movie they anticipated. This time Hoseok didn’t have time to follow. He was left stuck at work and if you didn’t feel like destroying the entire facility, you would have stayed and helped but your brain could never possibly allow you.
“No, he would never understand me.’ You can’t help but to hear the conversations around you. ‘He’s a fucking idiot. You deserve so much better than him.”
“I do, don’t I? I’m hot, I’m fun, and I’m way better than any other girl he’s ever been with.” The girl rambles on, you are intrigued to say the least.
“Exactly. Fuck him.” Some silence carries and then she replies, “Oh, I did.” And laughter follows.
“Drain him of his money. It’s the least you deserve for putting up with his lame excuses.” The girls high five each other, the scene forming a small smile on your face.
“Back again?”
The chair beside you now filled, startling you a bit until you laid eyes on the suspect. “It’s you.”
The stranger smiles with all his teeth. “It is.” His voice is still polite, friendly, gesturing at the glass in your hands. “Another bad day at work?”
“No actually. Not too bad today.’ You think for a minute, gripping the glass a bit harder. ‘I just felt like getting fucked up.”
He laughs at your honesty, appreciating every bit of it. “That’s two of us now.”
Pursing your lips, you can’t help but to pry. “Are you staying at this hotel?”
The man thinks for a second. “I hold a sort of permanent residence here.”
“At this hotel?”
“Yes.”
“Oh.” Not expecting that, you're left in silence. But a part of you, curiously imagined why he would hold a residence here. He had to have money, that’s for sure. Not anyone could afford expenses like these.
The man reaches for a sip of whatever he was drinking, hard liquor must have been his choice of the night. “Are you staying here?” His curiosity spilling.
You shake your head. “No. Never.”
“Would you like another drink?” He points at your now empty glass, your brain yelled no, but the situation between your legs said otherwise.
A smile set on your face. “Sure.”
A couple drinks later, the man innocently starts unbuttoning his shirt, leaving the first three buttons torn open. The man is undeniably attractive. A hook-up at this bar came easy. People most likely already had rooms so it was just that easy. In desperate times, you had your fair share of them. The alcohol definitely helped to loosen you both up, conversations were easy and it consisted mostly of rumors that ran throughout the hotel.
“It’s funny, I had never seen you here before until a few days ago.” You muse.
The man raises his brow. “I could say the same about you.”
“Yeah, maybe it was destined.” Your voice was dry with little to no belief behind your statement. You didn’t even believe in such a thing but the theories were always fascinating.
The man shrugged it off. “Maybe.”
“See the man on the right across from us.” The man follows your train of sight. “Mm.”
“Totally hooking up with the bartender from here.”
The man laughs before he replies, “that would be his wife but clearly to a regular here I could see how it may rub off the wrong way.”
“Oh. Yeah, that makes sense.” Laughter is shared, the man carrying himself so easily around you. Surprisingly, he made you feel safe, things were easy around him. You felt stupid for thinking such things because you barely knew him but he made you feel so��� comfortable.
The man seems to tense before he asks, “tell me something.”
You blink. “Tell you what?”
“Earlier, I said that a few days ago was the first time I had ever seen you.” He hesitates. “But that— That was a lie. I’ve seen you here before with some guy. Are you with him?”
Your eyes widen. So many nights spent at this bar and not once did you notice his presence. It made you wonder what he has witnessed. If he held some residence here, and if it wasn’t his first time he ever saw you, did he know things about you? Did he know who you were? Had he heard from your conversations here? You couldn’t help but feel awkward about the whole situation.
The man pulls you out of your thoughts. “Nevermind. That’s actually none of my business. I was just curious is all. You don't have to answer that.”
“No. No, I don’t.” You say. It bothered you for people to know things about you, especially being that he was a whole stranger. Maybe it was controversial being that you participated in one night stands, but those never required much talking. You also made it a rule to never sleep with the same person twice in order to protect yourself from disgusting men with attachment issues.
Though you knew better than to continue the conversation you didn’t want a sexy man to slip between your fingers. “I’m not with him.”
He nods, smugly. “Well, I’m sorry if I crossed any boundaries. I was just wondering how someone like you could ever leave this bar alone.”
“Someone like me?” If he was going to flirt with you, you didn’t want him to leave out any details. You liked confidence. “What about me?”
The man’s shoulders straighten, fixing his posture, establishing confidence. His eyes start checking you out slowly, taking his time as if he hadn’t been for the past two hours. For him, time slipped quickly. Had he made up his mind earlier, he would have made a move on you weeks ago, when he first laid his eyes on you. But he was no type to breakup a happy home. Now that he was sure you wanted him just as bad he didn’t hold himself back.
“Well, you’re very attractive. But, you knew I was going to say that.” He answers, cocking his head to the side.
Following his actions, you smirk, “maybe.”
“But you also think I’m attractive.” He says, you can’t help noticing his sitting position. His thighs spread open as if he’s inviting you to lie between them. And perhaps it was the alcohol in your system or it was the stupid smirk on his lips that made you want to throw yourself onto him.
“Maybe.” You reply dryly, he chuckles.
Bringing himself closer, he watches his hand placements carefully making sure they land besides your seat, his mouth falling close to your ear. You push him up very slightly with your pointer finger, your head tilting. “Tell me what you know.”
His brows furrowed, confusion spreading on his face. “What?”
“How much have you heard?’, he still doesn’t catch on so you continue, ‘that man you’ve seen me with. Have you ever overheard our conversation?”
He thinks only a little before shaking his head. “No. I don’t even know your name.”
“Good.” You nod, content. “Tell me what you know about me then. You can’t possibly believe I’ve ever left this place alone.”
The stranger finally understands what you were suggesting. “I’ve seen you leave a few times with some men from around, though I can tell you didn’t leave satisfied.”
His response shocks you. “Have you been following me?”
“I’d never do anything like that,’ he quickly denies, a stern look on his face as he points towards the entrance of the bar, ‘I’ve seen you walk past those doors after hours.”
“Then you expected me to sleep with you?” You imply, arms crossing.
“No.” He pulls back completely. “You can walk away if this isn't what you want. I’d never force anyone to sleep with me. I’m sorry if I once left that impression.”
As he sits back in his seat, the tension that had been once there disappeared. He’s serious and you believed him.
“No, I’m sorry,’ you pause looking for the right words, ‘you never left that impression. I just assumed from past experiences.”
He didn’t seem pleased to hear that. “I’m sorry. I would never do such a thing.”
You nod, what's the worst that could happen, you thought to yourself. “So, you still would fuck me, right?” Hope is still in your system.
He grins immediately laughing, shaking his head in disbelief, even you couldn’t comprehend the words coming out your mouth.
Then he casually asks, “Do you want to see my cat?”
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Apparently, coming to see a cat had nothing to do with the actual domestic pet species. But it did have something to do with the messy situation between your legs.
The man became something you only thought to ever see in your dreams. His lips kissing everywhere, pressing you harder into the bed he claimed to sleep in. Usually, you wouldn’t let a guy do that for long but he was so good with his lips.
A gentle bite was made against your neck, driving a moan out of you. “Fuckkk. You’re so good with that mouth.”
The man laughed, confident in himself. “You haven’t seen anything yet, baby”
It didn’t take long for both of you to be stripped out of your clothes.
“Are you uh— clean?” You question, considering your safety.
He nods. “You?”
You nod, spreading your legs, his eyes glistening, licking his lips before he shoved his face into your dripping cunt. The man nearly made out with your pussy making sure every part of it received love, his tongue flicking your clit mercilessly, before nibbling it gently.
“You taste like honey.” His voice is raspy, vibrating throughout your walls.
Moans slipping from your tongue. “Fuckkk —nghh. Right there.”
His hands keep your legs open solely as if for his own pleasure. You feel the tip of his nose press against your clit, trying to drink up every bit of you. Your legs become a shaking mess.
He comes up, eyes blown out clearly enjoying himself just as much as you were. You bite your lips at the mess you created. His hands travel down looking up for your approval which you are quick to accept. Carefully, he slips a finger within you. The necklace he wore around his neck dangles over you. This sight itself could make you come.
“You’re so tight. ‘S sexy.” His eyes hood, watching you react to the second finger. “So fucken tight.”
This scene was not common for him either. The man you’d later come to know as Jungkook, never ate out any of the women he slept with. He made it clear to them he was there for one thing and one thing only but you, you had been different. He loved how responsive you became, the mess you created only for his eyes to enjoy. The chemistry you easily shared, Jungkook hadn’t been attracted to anyone like this in years.
You whine, as he continues to scissor his fingers deep within your pussy, quickly finding your sweet spot. “I’ll come like this if you keep going.” Your voice was weak, desperate for release.
He smirks, maintaining his pace. “Go ahead baby. I can take it.”
Baby, that fucking word was driving you crazy. Typically, it would turn you off, but coming from his lips, it sounded rich, needy. He’s everything you wished for.
The man retracts his fingers burying his face between your thighs, eating you out like a starved man. He isn’t as sweet as last time, this time he was on a mission. His teeth grazing your bud before flattening his tongue licking it with grand purpose.
Your fingers got entangled in his fluffy hair guiding him although he didn’t need much help. The man was talented with his tongue, you could only imagine what his cock could do.
“I’m gonna come.” You warn, he doesn’t move tugging at his soft curls.
“Come on my tongue, sweetheart.” He coos, attached to your wet folds. Your high came fast but he made sure to take all of it in.
You desperately tug him up, tasting yourself on his lips, a smile forming between kisses. His arms tangling with yours, hard cock pressing between your sex.
“Condom.” You both manage to say at the same time breathless, smiling at the coincidence.
The man doesn’t take long tearing the wrapper with his teeth, quick to conceal his manhood.
There is a second shared, almost as if he’s allowing you to back out if this wasn’t what you wanted, but you made it clear to him it was all you would think of for the next three weeks to come.
“Fuck me. Please.” You coo reassuring the man, propping up to peck his swollen lips. He nods, lining himself up with your entrance. He’s careful, slow, a sigh coming from both of your lips as he stuff himself entirely. “Fuckkk. You’re huge.”
“I’ll go slow.” He whispers, his hand caressing your side. You shake your head, “I can take it. Fuck me like you mean it.”
The man almost growls hearing the vulgar words coming from your mouth, as he starts to pick up his pace. Even with the rubber on his dick, you could still feel every ridge stretching your pussy out. The back of your thighs smacking against his, the room filled with your scent driving him insane. Your moans started queuing up with his. “This feels so good. Ohh…”
He grips the back of your thighs holding them at an angle to plunge deeper into you. The man smirks, watching your lips tremble at the new sensation.
“Touch your clit for me, baby.” He rasps, sweat starts forming on his forehead, eyes fierce licking his dry lips. “Show me what this sweet pussy can do for me.”
Following his demand, your fingers find your clit, instantly driving a high pitched moan out. You were definitely overstimulated but you never wanted it to end. Rubbing a bit faster, your walls pulsed around his dick.
“That’s it baby.” He almost mirros your fucked out expression, his tongue brushes your neck, nipping below your ear. “You are so close, I can feel it.” He whines, feeling your tight pussy suck him in.
“I’m gonna come again.” Your fingers start shaking trying your best to keep up with his strokes but you do no justice, his stamina was crazy. His hands grab your wrists, pinning them against the bed, preventing you from touching yourself any further. A whine slips from your lips, “that’s no fucken fair.” You pout.
He smiles, stealing a kiss. In the moment, he almost grows fond of you. “I got you, baby. Relax.”
You did exactly as told. The man drives himself out of the mess between your legs only to slam right back in. He slips with ease hitting your g-spot repeatedly, never taking his eyes off your stuffed cunt. Moans coming from you both, you felt the urge to feel him even closer, desperately clinging to his mouth.
The pressure in your stomach felt unbearable in the best way possible, you moaned into him, “ohh, right there please fuck.”
The man popped off your mouth, spit falling between your lips. “You close baby?” His eyes seemed soft for a second, but that didn’t stop his throbbing cock deep within you.
You only nod, his hands carefully releasing your wrists. “Go ahead angel.” He coos, gently catching your chin, a graceful pace within you. “Come for me.”
The pressure is enough to make you see all sorts of colors. Loudly, you become undone, arching off the bed. Everything becomes numb as he chases his own nut, his dimples deepening as his mouth forms an ‘oh’ shape. He’s extremely close himself.
“Come on me.” You whisper. He looked almost unsure, but didn’t have to be told twice. He pulls away almost too suddenly, snatching off the rubber as he spilt himself on your stomach. The man made sure to release every last drop of his sperm, then caught his breath, pushing the hair stuck to his forehead back. You didn’t think it was possible but he looked even sexier than before.
You sat in silence for a bit, trying to gain sense of life. The sex was just that good. That scared you more than anything.
The man brought a towel to clean you off, keeping distance to allow you some sort of intimate privacy.
There was a lot of confusion on his face as he watched you racing to put your clothes back on.
“Why are you moving so fast?” He questions, almost sounding hurt. He wasn’t even sure if he was. “You can stay here for a bit. Rest a little more before you go.”
You instantly shake your head, slipping into your heels, tucking your messy tangled hair into place as best you could. “Thanks. For the sex. I’ll see myself out.”
He manages to put on sweatpants before he runs to take your wrist gently in his hand. You look down at his hold then look into his eyes. “I didn’t even get your name.”
“You won’t be needing it.” You reply, this time he didn’t chase after you watching you slip from his fingers.
He knew it didn’t end there, and maybe you were hoping it didn’t either.
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a.n: i love this couple, they are so cute can't wait till they fall deeply in love
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MIDNIGHT’S MINUET | Part 23 (2 of 2) - Something Like… You (m)
Pairing: Yoongi x Fem Reader
Genre: Strangers to Enemies to Friends to ???, social media au, chef au, musician au, slow burn, fluff, implied smut, angst, slight crack, and drama.
Summary: While gallivanting around the world pursuing his love for music and architecture, Yoongi was forced to come back home when Seokjin, his older brother, asked him for help to run the family business. Having been born with a silver spoon, Yoongi longed for a bit of normalcy and independence; hence, agreeing with Seokjin’s request didn’t come without any of his own conditions— first, he’s going to oversee the hotel’s kitchen; second, he’s gonna let him live a normal life— no luxury cars, no high-rise building apartment, no special treatment. Yoongi was pleased that everything seemed to be going well with his return… until he met you, the roadblock to everything his brother has agreed to.
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PERMANENT TAGLIST: @highly-functioning-mitochondria @persphonesorchid @thatbangtanjagiya @jjwamaisvu @taestefully-in-luv @btsstan12 @bts-reveries @blog-name-idk @madbutgloriouspond @pamzn @wrmnssoul @ygbubs @halesandy @jayhope88
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Something Like You (NSYNC)
My heart is tellin' me
That you could be, my meant to be
I know it, more each time we touch...
'Cause...
Somethin' happens when you look at me, I forget to speak
Something happens when you kiss my mouth, my knees get so weak
Could it be true, this is what God has meant for me
'Cause, baby I can't believe
That something like you could happen to me
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It’s been a solid two years since you last saw Yoongi’s mother— it was when Jihyo was born, and the way that the elder woman’s eyes lit up when she saw you again, made you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
Yoongi drove you to their beach house early in the morning where you both met up with Jin and Nara. Their mother babysat Jihyo as the four of you went out and about walking along the shore.
The intimate birthday party surprise for their mother took place in their huge garden, where Nara and her team had set up huge picnic blankets and the caterers prepared a huge spread of hors d’oeuvres and finger sandwiches.
The sun had already set when the guests started to leave one by one. Their mother, clearly happy, but exhausted at the little events chose to retire early for the night, tucking Jihyo along. All of you were still too full and buzzed to even think about dinner. It was well past 09:00 PM when the four of you decided to continue your little party in the cozy living room.
"Anyone want a drink?" Seokjin calls from the kitchen, and you can hear him rummaging through the cupboards. "I know where dad keeps the good stuff!"
"Please, no." You hear Yoongi groan under his breath, tilting his head back to rest against the back of the couch.
Nara chuckles from the other side of the living room as Jin comes back, holding a bottle of wine in one hand and glasses in the other. She waves a hand at you both, "Don't worry, I won't let him drink too much."
You raise an eyebrow at this, because she's the light weight and someone has to keep an eye on her, too.
Seokjin pours everyone a glass, passing you yours first since you're the guest in the room. He carefully pours less than everyone else's amount into Nara's glass, patting her hand when she whines about it.
It's a quiet moment, while you all just sit quietly, drinking your wine. It's fruity, a red wine that stains your lips with its colour, easy to lose yourself to if you drink too quickly, so you take your time with it.
Yoongi shifts next to you, leaning back against the soft cushions of the couch, and you don't miss the way his arm not so subtly comes up to rest behind your shoulders. His fingers just shy of your shoulder, you could feel their proximity, brushing your skin softly and sending tingles down your arm.
You try to focus on your wine, or the way Seokjin and Nara are sharing soft words and glancing at Yoongi every second. Seokjin looks devious with the smirk lifting the corner of his mouth as Nara whispers something to him.
"Y/n, wanna see something embarrassing about Yoongi?" Seokjin suddenly speaks up, a twinkle in his eye. Nara bursts out laughing, sharing a knowing look with her husband.
Yoongi's arm slips from around your shoulders as he leans forward. "No, she doesn't."
"No, no. I actually do."
Yoongi's head turns so swiftly, you worry that he might've hurt himself. Betrayal was clear on his face, "Whose side are you on?"
"Well, I've known Jin longer...so..." you shrug, taking a sip of your wine, just to hide your smirk.
"Traitor."
Seokjin gets up, moving around the spacious living room to the built-in cupboards under the display case of delicate fine china and accolades. He shuffles stuff around for a moment, pulling out a thick photo album with an excited giggle.
He crosses the room towards you and Yoongi, who sit closest to the coffee table, smiling broadly. Plopping the album down before waving you closer with a hand, he flips through the glossy pages while you settle on the floor next to Yoongi's legs.
"Oh, no. No. I know what you're up to." Yoongi complains, leaning over you to make a grab at the photo album. Seokjin only moves it out of the way, a squeaky laugh following the action.
"Your arms are too short." Seokjin smacks at Yoongi's reaching hand, shifting the album a little more, "just give up."
Yoongi does just that with a sigh, leaning back with a sigh, grumbling to himself.
Seokjin shows you photos of him and Yoongi when they were children, Yoongi when he won his first basketball tournament, him collecting his highschool diploma. Every photo was dated with little notes at the bottom of them, some of them random notes, or ones for context.
"Remember this?" Seokjin flips backwards, to where a very little Yoongi sits at the bottom of a tree, face all red, "You fell out of the tree after I told you not to climb it."
"You were pretty stubborn, huh?" You tilt your head back to look at him with a smile.
"He still is, that's never going to change." Nara says, "Remember when we all went out that one school night? Yoongi and Jin were trying to see who can drink a milkshake the fastest."
"Who won?"
"I did." Seokjin smirks, waving a hand.
"Yeah, only because you cheated. I would've won if you hadn't opened your big mouth."
"Seokjin told a stupid joke and made Yoongi laugh. The milkshake came right out his nose." Nara supplies, "Oh don't you have a photo of that?"
And of course, he did.
In the photo, there was a younger looking Yoongi, blond hair poking out from underneath a black beanie, milkshake staining his hoodie and a napkin under his mnose. Seokjin was next to him, a little blurry, captured mid laugh, with his head thrown back and one arm blurred by the movement of it going up in the air.
"Oh! Babe, show her the rose one!" Nara says, waving her hand, "Y/n, you'll love it."
"It was a class trip I think," Seokjin chuckles, "He hates the photos but it's a running joke here."
Seokjin begins flipping though the album again, finding the photos, but you barely get a glance of it. Just making out Yoongi in a white shirt in three separate photos, in two of which he was holding a rose to his face.
Yoongi was swift this time; reaching forward and snatching the album away. He snaps it shut and shoves it behind his back, "Don't you two have to be up early?" He says pointedly, a socked foot poking at Seokjin's thigh.
"You have to get Jihyo up early."
Seokjin smirks at his brother, getting up and taking his wine glass with him, "This isn't over, Yoongi. She'll see them eventually."
After Seokjin and Nara say their goodnights, and they're out of the living room, you and Yoongi begin cleaning up. You laugh as you see him put the photo album in a different place entirely, "They weren't that bad."
"They're embarrassing." You had a feeling he wasn't just talking about the photos.
"I'll carry the glasses in the kitchen," You carefully pick the glasses up, while Yoongi picks up the trays of half eaten snacks and follows you towards the kitchen.
Yoongi does the dishes, both of you chatting about random things, and you don't miss the way Yoongi gives you his undivided attention. Even while his hands were busy washing dishes and handing them to you to dry. You also didn't miss his little touches, always passing by you a little closer than necessary to grab things, hand brushing yours when he passes you dishes to dry.
"Mom was glad to see you today." He comments, turning the tap off and grabbing a towel to dry his hands.
"Yeah, I was too. It's been so long since I've seen her. I got really busy and barely had the time to visit. Thanks for inviting me, I had fun." You smile, focusing on drying the wine glass in your hands and not looking at Yoongi.
He looks so handsome today, you're so used to seeing him dressed for work or casually, it was a bit of a shock to see him dressed formally. Crisp white dress shirt, black dress pants and shiny shoes, it's done nothing but distract you all night. The expensive gold watch he wore just gave you an excuse to stare at his hands most of the time. Staring at the veins that popped against his skin - not that you have a thing for hands, Yoongi's hands are just beautiful and you can't help yourself.
"They go in the cupboard over there," Yoongi says, and you realise you're just standing there, staring at his hands. The glass in your own was long dried, and you swiftly turn, grabbing another and taking quick steps to the cupboard.
"Can you reach?" Yoongi's voice was low and you'd almost missed his question. You're on your tiptoes, trying to put the glasses back into the cupboard that hung a couple of inches too high from your fingers. The granite counter further hindered your movement.
Your breath hitches and stutters in your throat when you feel Yoongi directly behind you. Gently, he takes the glass from your hand, damp fingers brushing against yours as he places it with ease. Feeling his exhale on your ear, you shiver, you know that if you take half a step backwards, your back would meet his chest.
"Sorry." Yoongi clears his throat and steps back, and you can breathe again, "Dad made the cupboards to suit his height so... it's a little high."
"That's...that's okay." You turn to face him, eyes zeroing in on his exposed arms, the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up to his elbows.
When you look up again, he's smirking at you, head tilted a bit to the side. Something a little dark lurking within the depths of his eyes.
"What? Why're you looking at me like that?"
"No reason. Why are you staring at my hands like that?"
"You have nice hands. I'm allowed to appreciate nice things." You shrug, and Yoongi looks a bit stumped, like he wasn't expecting you to answer him straightforwardly. "Pianist fingers." You wiggle your own fingers for emphasis.
"Playing the piano isn't all that my fingers are good at."
With the way he's looking at you, it's easy to get what he means by that, and heat flushes your cheeks at the thought. That, and the fact that he definitely caught you staring.
You take it in stride, "Really? What else are they good at then?"
He's closer now, taking small steps to corner you between himself and the counter behind you. You had nowhere to go, the scent of his cologne is making your head spin. He looks at you for a quiet moment, eyes darting between your eyes before they settle on your lips.
"I can show you." With that, he brings a hand up to tilt your head back and kisses you softly. You kiss him back eagerly, hands finding purchase on each side of his neck and gripping the ends of his hair, giving it a little tug.
His hands grip at your waist, easily hoisting you up and onto the counter, stepping between your open legs. All the while, his lips never leave yours, his tongue rolls wet and hot into your mouth. He tastes like the wine he drank, sweet and intoxicating.
Yoongi kisses you like he has something to prove, large hand holds you in place with a gentle grip at the back of your neck. He sucks on your bottom lip, teeth grazing it as he pulls away.
You're both breathless, breaths mingling together in the little space between you.
He sighs, "I've wanted to do that for a while," pressing a fleeting kiss to the corner of your mouth.
You giggle softly, fingers tracing random patterns at the back of his neck, fingers now in his hair, tugging slightly in a way that makes him groan. His hands grip at your hips, pulling you more against him. In the back of your mind, somewhere, a little voice wonders if you were taking it too far too fast. Silenced, though, as Yoongi's hands trail down to the hem of your dress, fingers brushing softly against your thighs, where he hesitates.
He pulls away for a second, free hand coming up to tuck your hair behind your ear, his face oddly serious, "Is this okay?"
You don't give yourself time to think about his question, simply nodding. No longer caring that this is definitely a step too quick, or that fact that you're in his parents' kitchen where any of his family members can just walk in. All you know is that it feels right, and right at that moment, you feel secured.
"Words, baby. Let me know, or I'll stop." He says lowly, tilting his head and holding your gaze, though his wandering hands never cease, drawing random patterns on the inside of your thigh. They were barely there, enough to tickle and just enough to be a tease, sending shivers racing down your spine and having you squirming against the countertop.
"Yes. It's okay. Don't stop."
Yoongi nudges his nose against yours, giving a fleeting kiss, his hand slipping under the soft fabric of your dress to caress your thigh, his kisses trailing away from your lips to your jaw and neck, stopping to briefly nibble on the sensitive skin. He sucks a bruise into your skin, sucking a breath through his teeth when you buck your hips involuntarily at the sensation. His hand continues to wander, long fingers mapping your inner thigh, skimming just where you need him most. He pulls his hand away and you can't help the whine that leaves you, hips jutting forward again to chase his touch.
You had no idea why he was dragging this out, being where you were, no one would have to second guess what's happening if they walked in right now. Or maybe you were just desperate for his touch, after he'd been teasing you all night with his little smiles and flirty comments.
"Yoongi..." you call softly, hoping that you can persuade him with a look alone. He only smirks at you, tongue darting out to wet his lips.
"What is it, baby?" His fingers brush right over your clothed clit and you groan softly, biting down on your lip to muffle the sound. Yoongi raises an eyebrow, shoulders shaking with a silent laugh, "I can't read your mind, you know. Gonna have to tell me what you want."
Oh for fuck's sake. Was he always like this? Why is he like this?
"Touch me." You demand, gripping his wrist in a loose grip, guiding his hand where you want it to be. He seems a little surprised, cheeks flushing, but it didn't last long as a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth.
His hand dips below the waist band of your panties, finding your clit easily and the dampness of your soft folds.
"So wet for me already," Yoongi breathes, rubbing slow circles, his eyes stay glued to your face, watching your every reaction. You can only imagine what he saw, the sight of you, flushed cheeks and so, so desperate for him, ready to take whatever he gives. You can't help but roll your hips against his hand, bottom lip caught between your teeth, "I've barely touched you."
You moaned his name when he slipped two fingers into your drenched core, you clench around his fingers and he groans out a curse.
Yoongi catches your moans with his lips and swallows them, fingers still moving, trapped in your panties, but that didn't deter the circling of his thumb against your clit. "You gotta be quiet, baby."
You wondered briefly about him in this moment, gone was the shy Min Yoongi who would nervously spew out facts about elevators, the man who would blush and try to hide away when his family brought up his childhood. Replaced by the man who's in front of you now, with his hand down your panties and dark, low lidded eyes.
He angles his fingers to tap against the spot that makes your toes curl, the squelch of his fingers within you is embarrassingly loud in the quiet of the kitchen, but you can't bring yourself to care.
"Fuck." Yoongi wraps his free hand gently around your throat, not enough to constrict your breathing, but you felt breathless anyway. He's intently looking at you, as he slows the thrust of his fingers to a drag against your walls, bottom lip once again between his teeth, "I wanna taste you so bad, but I don't think we have time for that."
He kisses your jaw, sucking a bruise against your pulse. He changes the angle of his fingers, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, His fingers curl upwards and you keen, your hands grasping at his biceps as he increases the speed, grinding his palm against your clit.
"Fuck, Yoongi. Right there." You mean out, you can feel the coil in your stomach tightening, pussy fluttering around his fingers.
Yoongi groans into your ear, sucking gently on the lobe, "Let go for me, baby?"
You can only manage a nod, you can feel your release racing up from your toes. The words that Yoongi's whispering in your ear only pushes you closer to the edge. Telling you how well you're doing, his fingers leaving your pussy to rub fast circles at your clit. Lips finding yours again as you squeeze your eyes shut, moaning into his mouth.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful baby." Yoongi whispers when he pulls away, caressing your sides with soothing hands while you catch your breath. "You okay?"
A soft laugh leaves you and you nod, "I'm okay, yeah."
He helps you off the counter and you stand on wobbly legs, holding his arm for stability. You glance down at him, seeing the impressive bulge straining the material of his pants. "You-"
"It's okay." Yoongi smiles, "Don't worry about it." He looks at the watch on his wrist, "It's late, we should get to bed, come on."
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A/N— This chapter is co-written by one of my wonderful friends @persphonesorchid who LOVES Yoongi so much. I’m grateful for the time she spared to help me bring the chapter forward. I hope you enjoyed it. We will appreciate the feedback! 🥰
#bangtansmauyeondan#midnight’s minuet#yoongi x reader#yoongi midnight’s minuet#yoongi imagines#yoongi smut#bts fic#bts yoongi fic#Spotify
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—What If… | SOPE
→ pairing: Project Director!Yoongi x Art Director!Hoseok
→ genre/au: light angst, fluff, diner au
→ rating: G
→ wordcount: 2888
⚠︎ chapter warnings: feelings of anxiousness (not necessarily anxiety, but more like the nervousness of a situation), mutual pining, long-time confusion, mention of another possible office romance
an: A special thanks to my beta readers @peachiilovesot7 @downbad4yoongi and Sara, I honestly wasn't sure if I would be able to make this story come to fruition, but thanks to you all here it is!!!
summary: Yoongi and Hoseok have been best friends since their early childhood. When life separates them, is it destiny that brings them back together? Have they always just been close friends or is this more than just a bromance? What if…
Bangtanstrology Writing Event hosted by @hisunshiine of @bangtanwritershq
My Big 3 are:
Scorpio Sun (Member): Sope
Scorpio Moon (How they met): Late Night Diner
Gemini Rising (Trope): Mutual Pining
The diner was noisy as usual. He didn’t understand why they always chose this place, there were too many distractions here. The constant sound of dishes clattering onto the busy busboy’s cart, the tables of animated customers chatting too loudly over cheap meals, the smell of grease and dollar store disinfectant that permeated the heated air, and that one lone dusty bulb at the end of its life cycle flickering above the corner booth
They all tugged at his periphery, demanding his attention, tying up his mind, until…suddenly… all of the distractions vanished.
The sound of the chime and a rush of frozen Toronto air pulled Hoseok's attention towards the door to watch his best friend of fifteen years stepping across the threshold and into the fluorescent light of the all-night diner that held it. Hoseok found his friend effortlessly suave and handsome under the harsh critique of the fluorescents. Ethereal is what came to mind as he watched Yoongi shake fluffy snowflakes from his ashy blonde hair and wipe away their fading essence from the lapels of his expensive black wool coat.
“Woah! Hyung is sexy!” Jungkook, one of the young programmers on their team, remarked, instantly confirming the feeling of awe Hoseok was experiencing at the sight of his old friend.
“Look at him! He belongs on the cover of GQ," another programmer, Taehyung, teased.
To Hoseok's surprise, Yoongi smiled coyly, quickly striking a pose as his younger co-workers continued to whistle and shout out obnoxious cat calls.
Hoseok wasn’t used to Yoongi being so playful in a public setting, and he couldn’t help the amused smile that formed on his face as he watched his usually stoic friend walk an imaginary catwalk towards their table, the tail of his coat flowing out dramatically behind him as he twirled and strutted.
“Okay, okay, that’s enough, let’s not make a scene,” Their CEO, Namjoon, intervened in order to refocus his team's attention. He waited patiently for everyone to quiet down and settle into their seats. “Okay,” Namjoon began, seeing the expectant look in their eyes. “I’d like to start by saying great job to everyone! We’ve all worked hard the last few weeks. I know things were tough, and I know It felt as if everything would fall apart after our previous Art Director…. Uhm… abrupt departure,” he said with a careful grimace, knowing the topic was still sensitive. “...but thankfully, we were lucky that our Project Director, Yoongi, was able to refer his extremely talented friend during our darkest hour.” He turned towards Hoseok with his glass held out in respect. ”You’ve been a savior for our company, Hoseok. Without you, the successful completion of this project would have never happened. We sincerely thank you, and appreciate you, and look forward to many more successful ventures with you as part of this team.” He finished with a gentle squeeze of Hoseok's shoulder before returning his attention to the rest of the team and lifting his glass even higher. “Let’s congratulate Hoseok on his hard work!” He rallied their enthusiasm.
They all raised their glasses, clinking them together as they each reaffirmed Namjoons words of gratitude.
“Speech! Speech!” Jimin, the team's graphic designer, and the only member who worked directly beneath Hoseok, shouted out. Hoseok tried to decline, but the look of pride on Yoongi’s face, and the affirming head nod, were all the encouragement he needed to loosen his tongue.
Hoseok stood up confidently and addressed the whole table. “First, I want to thank the team for taking me in and truly valuing my artistic vision. I know it was hard to have someone new come in mid-project, with a new perspective and new ideas. But you allowed me to truly express myself as part of this team, and together we were able to create something amazing.”
“And profitable!” Seokjin, the Chief Financial Officer, interjected, drawing cheers and shouts from the amped-up crew and a stern look from Namjoon that quickly turned into an appreciatively flustered smile at his CFO’s brash but loveable personality.
“And profitable,” Hoseok agreed with a raise of his glass and a wink towards Seokjin. “Second,” he continued, his attention turning solely to his friend. “I’d like to thank Yoongi. You’ve been my rock since we were kids, and I truly appreciate you for that. When we took different paths after college, I was worried it could end our friendship. But…” Suddenly, the depth of Yoongi’s gaze made the words feel heavy in his mouth. His confidence waned, and he stumbled for control of his thoughts, “...But I’m…Thankfully…well…I mean…I’m happy…”
“...that fate had other plans.” Yoongi finished for him, his eyes never leaving Hoseok’s, even as the table erupted in agreement.
“To Unmyeong!” The entire team cheered to fate as they again clinked glasses and gulped down their swirling mixtures of beer and soju.
“Yes, cheers to that!” Namjoon concluded, his voice commanding the attention be returned to him. “Next I’d like to…” he went on, picking up where he left off before Hoseok's speech.
But Hoseok couldn’t hear a word Namjoon was saying. The only sound was the rush of his pounding heart in his ears. He stood frozen in place, still staring at Yoongi, who had already turned his attention back to their boss, wondering why everything felt so different.
It had been almost four years since they’d last seen each other. Four years of military service, failed relationships, career growths, family drama, and all the other ups and downs that life can throw out in that length of time. He had known things would be different when they met again, but this was more than just the passage of time, this change was palpable and alive, and this change had meaning and purpose.
He’d felt it since his arrival a few weeks ago, that sense that a shift had occurred in their paradigm. A low-frequency buzz in the background of his thoughts seemed to be alerting him to the universe’s realignment. But he had been so busy, throwing himself headfirst into the project as soon as he arrived, that he’d inadvertently ignored it.
And now that it refused to be ignored, all Hoseok could do was stand frozen in place and wait. Wait for his heartbeat to return to a normal rhythm, wait for the word fate to cease its endless repetition through his mind, wait for a miracle to save him from this paralysis.
“...so cheers to a job well done.” Namjoons voice broke through, a faint echo from another dimension, as he tapped his glass to Hoseok’s. Then suddenly, Yoongi’s hand was grabbing his, pulling him back down into his seat, swiftly and effectively breaking the spell he’d been under.
Everyone was still clinking glasses and high-fiving each other to whatever news Namjoon had just announced. Not wanting it to be obvious he hadn’t been paying attention, Hoseok quickly raised his hand from beneath the table to join in, tapping his glass across the table to Jimin’s, readying his other hand to give him a high five.
Yoongi reacts instinctively, noticing Jimin no longer paying attention, grabbing Hoseok’s wrist. Their eyes met at that moment, and they entranced one another, unable to look away. Yoongi reaches up with his free hand, gently bringing Hoseok’s hand to his in a soft high five. Their fingers intertwined, unaware if anyone else was paying attention, let alone bothered if they did. The soft pad of Yoongi's thumb stroked Hoseoks gently. He’d noticed the look of worry on his face and wanted to give him solace in knowing it’s okay.
Hoseok shook his head to break free of his current trance when he realized he was still gripping Yoongi’s hand from across the table. Without realizing it, Yoongi and Hoseoks hands connected in that surreal moment and stayed together a bit longer than everyone else. Satisfying electricity flowed from their fingertips, finally breaking the longing gaze, and the skin contact quickly ceased leaving their cheeks tinted with a rosy blush.
“I have a question,” Seokjin turns toward Yoongi and Hoseok, “We’ve been working with Mr. Min for a little over a year, but we hadn’t heard about Mr. Jung until the need for an Art Director came about. So tell me, why did you keep your best friend a secret?”
“It’s not that I kept him a secret, he was serving the remainder of his military enlistment. We’ve always kept in contact. That's how I knew he was struggling to find employment, and at the same time, we were in need of a new Art Director. No secrets, I promise.”
“Actually, Yoongi had joined the military straight after university to get it out of the way, but I wanted to take some time to enjoy life after so many years of school. It just seems like the timing was always off for us, but now we’re back together as if we were never apart.”
“Back together?” Jimin childishly mocks Hoseok.
“So, did you only spend time with each other back home?” Jungkook asked out of curiosity, yet his tone was mildly mischievous.
“Well, we met in elementary school and we weren’t really friends at first. One day, some of the kids were messing with me and Yoongi showed up out of nowhere like my bodyguard, scared them off and we were attached at the hip after that.”
“We also have other friends,” Yoongi interjected. “But they’re more like acquaintances we met over the years. You can say Hoseok and I had time to form a special bond..”
Yoongi glanced at Hoseok. He could sense a feeling of something he can’t quite put his finger on – maybe it’s embarrassment, anxiousness, he’s not exactly sure.
Surrounded by their coworkers, the loud and insignificant banter doesn’t phase Yoongi, his only focus was on Hoseok.
“I wanted to apologize for being so busy when you arrived…” Yoongi paused momentarily, leaning over the table a little more, “I haven’t even been to your apartment that I found for you since you moved here.”
“I hope you weren’t waiting for an invite,” Hoseok joked, “Since I wasn’t going to send one…I just assumed you were aware it isn’t necessary.”
“I’m probably free this weekend, that is, if you don’t have any plans?” Yoongi replied with a smirk, his eyebrows raised with curiosity.
Hoseok’s heart began to thump against his chest, sweat formed on his brow and upper lip, a feeling of queasy dizziness overtook him.
Why does he make me feel this way? Hoseok thought. He squirmed in his seat, thinking he needed to adjust his posture to compose himself and rid his body of the uneasy feeling he was attempting to endure without giving Yoongi any hint of something being…off. However, he quickly realized he needed to remove himself from the playful gaze of the man he’s known nearly his whole life, whom he’s also known he’s had feelings beyond friendship for nearly as long.
“I don’t have any plans, but if you’ll excuse me, I have to use the restroom,” Hoseok jumped from his seat and quickly disappeared to the rear of the diner.
The server arrived to take their order, “We can wait for Hoseok to come–” Taehyung was immediately cut off by Yoongi.
“I’ll have the fried chicken with french fries and a Coca-Cola. He’ll have,” he pointed to the empty chair across from him, “A hamburger, grilled with salt and pepper, bun toasted with butter, no tomato and extra pickles. Instead of grilled onions, raw onions, condiments on the side, french fries without salt on a separate plate and a Sprite, light on the ice.”
Everyone else ordered and the three youngest team members couldn’t wait until the server left the table.
“Mr. Min,” Jimin teased. “You’re always taking extra care of Hoseok at work, checking on him, bringing him coffee.”
“You even knew precisely what to order him,” Jungkook joked. “It’s so cute.”
“Is there something you’d like to tell us about your friendship?” Taehyung questioned with a childish tone.
“That’s enough,” Namjoon intervened, “Their private lives are just that…private. What they had in the past or have currently is none of our business if it’s not work related.”
“He’s right, you three just don’t know when to stop sometimes,” Seokjin added in agreement.
The team members quickly hush as Hoseok arrived back at the table and shortly after the server returned with their food.
“Yoongi, thank you for ordering for me.”
“It’s not a problem, I know what you like.”
“I bet you know what he likes,” Jungkook mumbled, and Namjoon nudged him gently with his elbow.
“Don’t tease, they’re best friends,” Namjoon repeated.
“It’s okay,” Hoseok giggled. “Our friends back home teased us about how close we’ve always been…you guys want to see some old pics of us?”
“Hobi, don’t,” Yoongi pouted.
“H-Hobi?” Jimin giggled.
“Yoongi has called me that since we were teenagers. It started as ‘Hopi,’ a mixture of Hoseok and Hope, because I was always hopeful about the future and where we’d be years from those days. Hobi was how it sounded to others, so he stuck with that.”
“Aww, that’s cuuuute,” Jungkook quipped.
“Yeah, yeah. I’d rather you just show them the pictures,” Yoongi insisted.
Hoseok pulled out his phone, scrolling through it until he found the perfect one.
“This is when we were on our high school soccer team.”
“Hey! That’s the way you were looking at him tonight, Hobi!” Jungkook laughed.
“A look of endearment,” Taehyung added.
“Oh, here’s another one during university after our first midterms.”
“Yoongi! You look so cool!” Jimin exclaimed.
“Okay, okay, that’s enough embarrassment for one night. Anyway, how about more congratulations on a job well done?” Yoongi raised his glass, his eyes fixed on Hoseok as he watched him clink in a cheer with the other team members. He fiddled with his food, hunger evaded him as he too became lost in thought. He wonders what he’s begun to feel, it’s new but not new, could it be platonic or something more? Yoongi noticed Hoseok had ketchup on the side of his mouth and he reached across the table with a napkin, only to drop it next to his plate.
“You’ve got something on the corner of your mouth, clean it up.” Yoongi mumbled casually.
“Thank you,” Hoseok cleared his throat before picking up the napkin and wiping his mouth.
Namjoon ordered another round of drinks for the team before they finished their food. Jungkook showed pictures of his long-distance girlfriend, Vanessa, and Taehyung decided he needed to one up him by showing a picture of his girlfriend that actually lived in the same apartment complex.
Jimin showed pictures of his niece whom he adored as if she was his own, which led to the usual tipsy version of him getting teary-eyed as he talked about her.
Hoseok noticed that Namjoon and Seokjin didn’t share any pictures of their “significant others,” and he realized they never really talked about having one.
Time passed quickly as they talked about future work projects, the three youngest argued over little things and Yoongi and Hoseok continued to indirectly dote on each other.
One by one, the team members said their goodbyes, until it was just the four of them left – Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi and Hoseok.
“Well, it’s getting late and I have to be at the office early to finalize some paperwork for the product launch. Have a good night.” Namjoon stood and put his jacket on, nodding to Yoongi and Hoseok before exiting the restaurant.
“Tonight’s team dinner was…nice,” Hoseok murmured nervously before finishing off his drink.
Seokjin sighed, crossing his arms, his thick eyebrows furrowed and a serious expression on his face, “Don’t pay attention to what those three say, they’re always joking, even when the situation doesn’t call for jokes.” He glanced at the diner exit, “I think it’s time for me to take my leave as well, but whatever you two have, whether it be just a long-time childhood friendship or something more, don’t let anyone or anything get in the way of your bond.”
He rose from his seat and quickly headed toward the door, leaving Yoongi and Hoseok staring at one another, waiting for the other to say something…anything.
Yoongi bit his lip, wondering if he should speak first…
Hoseok waited anxiously, thinking maybe he should express his feelings honestly…
He finally realized exactly what he wanted to say…
His lips began to part and he was ready to pour his heart out…
Just as one of them was about to speak, the chime of the diner door caught their attention. They glanced toward the window to see Namjoon standing outside. Seokijn walked to him and they exchanged a few words. Namjoon played with Seokjin's collar before they disappeared from view hand in hand.
Yoongi and Hoseok looked across the table at one another, a puzzled expression as they tried to decipher what they saw. Hoseok reached his hand across the table, placing it over Yoongi’s. A surge of new emotions, unfamiliar and relatively intimidating, consumed his entire being. Naturally, he began to softly stroke the palm of Hoseok’s hand, accepting whatever may occur from that night forward. A simple thought crossed both of their minds…
What if…
#bts fanfction#bts angst#bts#writers on tumblr#fiction#min yoongi#jung hoseok#mild angst#sope fic#sope fanfiction#hoseok angst#mutual pining#childhood friends#pining#desire#bangtanwhq
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Finally Back
After a 6 Month break I am finally back. The cause of my absence is the result of my obsession with continuously adding new items for my projects after each discovery, which ended up enlarging the original sope of my project in the end. In the end I decide to make the Queen's Bedchamber across two reigns : Louis XV with his Queen Marie Leczinska and Louis XVI with Marie Antoinette. In the meantime my laptop stopped functioning(for the same reason as the last one dysfunctional power outlet). It took me a very long time to identify the cause order pieces and eventually give up end send it for repairs.
But now I can finally confirm that the problems are over and that the set is almost finished(only a few extra swatches to implement).
Without further due here are some previews :
Let's start with from the most familiar and slowly go to the more obscure :
Here is the Bedchamber in its summer decor as it was from 1786 to 1789, if you visit Versailles today this more or less how the room will look like(there is obviously the screen that is missing today and that I added since it is mentioned in the inventories)
Here is the bedchamber as it was at the same period with its winter decor , as you can see it was using back then the brocade that was used as reference for the one displayed in the King Bedchamber today(in fact that brocade was historically only used in the Queen bedchamber but never in the King's one).
Here is the bedchamber in its summer state as it used to be when Marie Antoinette stared occupying it from 1771 to 1785, as you can see the furnitures as at and transition style in between the Louis XV and the Louis XVI.
Here is the Bedchamber as it was in its summer state for its pervious inhabitant : Queen Marie Leczinska from 1745 to 1771.
And here its winter counterpart :
The final set will this evolution of styles between the 1740s up to the 1780s
And the items will also come with period accurate swatches, that were however never used in that bedchamber but could be useful to create your own palaces designs.
And those who subscribed to my patreon before will get the set for free when release even if they cancelled their subsriptions a while ago.
#sims custom content#sims 4 historical#sims4cc#sims4#sims 4 royal cc#sims 4 custom content#sims4versailles#sims 4 cc#thesims4cc#sims 4 maxis match#thesims4maxismatch#thesims
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thank you Em @strayklds (and also your other blogs that i follow) for tagging me to link my favorite/most popular posts from each month of 2022 🫂
I would love to see yours year in review if you want to share @sevencoloredstar @rkivedfiles @namsoek @sopekooks @jeongtokkie @cordiallyfuturedwight @jinstronaut @kithtaehyung @kimtaegis @everkook and also @8seokss @rumue @avizou and anyone that feels like it 💐 (no pressure of course 🥰)
i started giffing in February for Hoseok birthday, in the meantime i deleted my old blog and started new one so i'm including all 💛 I still feel like i have lots to learn but it could be worse I guess
my list under the cut 👀
February
rolling stone Hoseok - that was my second published gifset and it got 1k almost immediately... it set the bar too high for me :(
💜 Hoseok in butter performance video by 3j - my first gifs ever, I started giffing bc of this video! there was so little gifs of him in this practice AND HE KILLED IT!!! i was so mad i decided to make gifs myself and here we are
March
Jin in making film for 7fates
💜 first love Yoongi - genuinely my favourite of favourite, the best one i've ever made
April
flower Hobi
💜 cute JK
May
Tae in my flower series
💜 this flower Namjoon
June
sope being dorks
💜 the bestest look ever by anyone ever aka blonde Hoseok
July
flower boy JK
💜 spotify teaser Hoseok - the firt gif did it for me
August
💜 most popular and also my forever favourite 💜 blue side from Hobipallooza 💜
September
pink Hoseok
💜 Han doing that move in Thunderous looking like that - it was actually him and blackpink that made me come back to tumblr 🤷♀️
October
rapline at Busan concert - I’ve made lots of rapline gifsets but I do like this one the most
💜 bi king Jimin - i've never felt particularly close to Jimin but this photoshoot literally turned my preferences upside down
November
prince Yoongi - i've spent maybe half an hour tops on this one and it was made of the scraps that were left after Howl/Yoongi one actually - it shows how much i don't understand people reblogging my gifs i guess
💜 DNA Tae - with this one i started using tracking tags and so far it’s good and is becoming less and less nerve wrecking xd
December
Hoseok MAMA 2022 video practice - well deserved
💜 purple Jin - i was having bad moment in the middle of the december and honestly no other gifset ever made me as happy as this one when i made it <3 he looks so good in this performance and you can actually see it in my gifs! I love it very very much
and that's a wrap! if you made it this far 💛 THANK YOU 💛
#that was so fun <3#i made lot of gifs... some better some worse#but i usually had fun with them so who's the winner#i'm already over notes so that's good for sure#and the best part is reading the tags anyway and fortunately i have some good people in my tags <3#so thank you all for making my time here so nice!#tag game#i guess that has to be it so i won't loose it?#creator game#???#not that i do this kind of things often xd
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Sope Stuff
You can now preorder Hobi's Hope on the Street. Please use this song as an opportunity to practice buying and streaming on all platforms in preparation for FACE. Hobi's single will drop at midnight tonight EST and the first 24 hours are the most critical for Hot 100. (Jhope is the only member of BTS who does not have a No 1 debut on US Digital Song Chart yet so let's get it for him.)
Also, you can now watch the latest Suchwita episode with Yoongi. You can watch on WeVerse or YouTube. Personally I find WeVerse to have slightly more nuanced translations but you do you. (Alas I have back-to-back work meetings so I must delay my gratification til tonight.)
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On that note, I'm off for a while. Enjoy, my puppy-kitties!
Love, Roo
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I want sope sicfic. Yoongi has gotten sick but doesn't want to complain about it.
His stomach hurts, his body aches, and he feels cold even though he can feel himself sweating. He tries to sneak away to his studio after dance practice but J-hope followed him.
I'm going to make it a bit short this time. I may rewrite it and make it longer later. I hope you like it even if it's a quick write.
(One more time.. just one more run-through and I can rest.) Yoongi clung desperately to that fact, trying to ignore the feeling of his stomach knotting. His knees threatened to give out on him, shaking as he ran to get into his position. They choreography they were doing was for idol, and when he jumped, his stomach lurched, making his mouth fill his saliva he forces back down. If he made any mistakes, they would have to restart.(Just a little more.. this is the last verse...) When they finally made it to the end, he lost his balance when he tried to spin to the floor, even the slow spin making him feel hazy, catching himself by putting his hands in front of him.
"Yoongi-ah, are you okay?" J-hope rushed over to him,putting a hand on his back. Yoongi was covered in sweat, and he looked exhausted.
"Yeah, I'm okay, I think I'm a little dehydrated..." Yoongi replies softly.
Taehyung gives Yoongi the water bottle he's drinking from, and he takes a drink, forcing his hand not to shake. "Thanks, Taehyung.." The water actually made him feel worse, his stomach feeling uncomfortably full even though he hardly eaten anything that day.
"Are you sure? You don't look okay.." Taehyung frets.
"I just need to rest. Don't worry." Yoongi tells him, but he doesn't believe his own words.
"Don't work so hard, hyung.." Jungkook tells him. "You've been coming back really late lately.."
"Let's finish practice here." J-hope helps Yoongi to his feet. "Everyone's tired and we don't need anyone getting hurt before the music show. We can get any early start tomorrow. No video games until three AM." He looks at the younger members who look away.
Yoongi knew he was ending practice early because of him. The other members looked tired, sure, but after a short rest to eat, they would be fine to do the other half of the set list.
"Great, I'm starving." Jimin says putting a hand on his rumbling belly.
"Me to. I really want a some pork belly." Jungkook says.
"That sounds delicious,especially frying some rice with it.." Jimin felt his mouth water,wiping the corner of his mouth.
"What happened to your diet?" Taehyung teases him.
"I'll be okay if I watch the calories." Jimin states. "I could work out after."
The other members made plans for dinner, but Yoongi had no interest in the conversation. The thought of eating made him feel even worse. He knew even the smell of food would push his stomach over the edge."I'm going to go home and eat after a nap..I'm too tired to eat."
"Okay, Yoongi-yah, take it easy, okay?" Namjoon calls to him as he leaves.
Yoongi didn't trust himself to drive home, so he went to the next best thing. His studio. He used the wall to support himself, his head spinning. (I don't think I could get the door open feeling like this.. my vision is blurry..) What he didn't notice was that J-hope was following behind him. He made it to the hall his studio was in before his legs gave in from under him. "Sh*t..."
"Yoongi-hyung!" J-hope was able to catch him before he fell.
"I'm sorry.." yoongi says, leaning against him, his body shaking. "I..I don't feel well.." He finally admits, resting his head on J-hope's chest. "Everything is spinning.."
"Don't be sorry..its okay.. You don't need to continue to hide when you're hurt or sick anymore. We're here for you no matter what. Haven't you figured that out yet?" J-hope speaks softly, hugging him. The pressure of his warm embrace was his breaking point. He could feel the contents of his stomach rising up his throat.
"Yoongi?" J-hope panicked when Yoongi stopped breathing for a bit. Yoongi held his breath, afraid the slightest movement would set him off. "Are you okay?"
"Hoseok.." Yoongi barely got his name between the retches, body threatening to reject everything in his body right in the hallway. J-hope's heart tightened hearing the desperation in his voice, getting him to the nearest unlocked room, and in front of the waste bin.
The water he drank earlier and the rice he had as a quick breakfast came back up. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so awful. His body was in a cold sweat, shaking violently.
"I got you, Yoongi.. let it all out.." j-hope rubbed Yoongi's back, trying to comfort him. He was afraid to let him go, having his arm wrapped around his chest to keep him sitting up. "It's okay, I'm here for you.." He continues to say sweet nothings to try to calm him, ignoring the queasy feeling he got from watching him get sick.
Even after nothing was left his body continued to dryheave. "Hobi..." He heard himself whine, wrapping his arm around his stomach.
"You gotta breathe Yoongi, take deep breaths..you need to calm down okay?"
Yoongi closed his eyes, forcing himself to take deep breaths. J-hopes advice worked, the dry heaves slowing down until they stopped completely. His body collapsed into J-hope, who gently rubbed his hand against Yoongi's belly.
Yoongi's stomach didn't hurt after releasing everything from his body, but his side burned, and his head throbbed painfully. J-hope helped him lay down, putting Yoongi's head in his lap, stroking his hair out of his face.
"Keep taking deep breaths, okay?"
Yoongi closed his eyes, taking his advice. (This is so embarrassing.. I can't believe I nearly threw up on him.. I can't believe I threw up in front of him.)"I'm sorry you had to see me like this.. I know how weak your stomach is..."
"It took a lot to not throw up, but I couldn't leave you like that on your own.." J-hope admits. "Do you feel any better? You still look really bad.."
"I don't feel the need to throw up anymore, but my head hurts, and I'm freezing.." Yoongi admits, not looking at him.
J-hope uses his jacket sleeve to wipe some of the sweat from his face. "I think you're running a fever, Yoongi.. we should get staff to check you over."
"Can I lay here a little longer..?" Yoongi asks in a small voice.
"Of course. You can stay in my lap any time you need." J-hope smiles, feeling honored by his request, taking of his jacket to drape over Yoongi. "I love you Yoongi-yah.."
"Thank you.." yoongi says hiding his face behind his arm. "I love you too." He breathed the words so J-hope hardly heard it.
"What did you say?" J-hope asks.
"I'm not saying it again."
J-hope laughs. "Cute.." He felt relief when he heard Yoongi starting to act more like himself again.
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