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jeon jungkook drives you to think strict criticism isn’t too bad, purely because you didn’t expect things to turn a bit steamier than intended.

as the one and only female esports player, misery was at your fingertip when your skills suddenly deteriorated. however, the stoic leader of your team—jungkook, simply couldn’t sit back. he puts you back on track, yet no one told you sparks would fly; and the crazy fact that it’s inevitable.

pairing : jungkook x you (as aeum). au(s) : tsundere!jungkook, leader!jungkook, gamer!jungkook, roommates!au. genres : fluff, (intense) mutual pining, slowburn, innuendos of suggestive themes, (a sick) love triangle.

content : you thought your skill was the one problem here, but you eventually realise you’re quite surrounded by guys that you’d like to go on your honeymoon with. clearly, consequences follow since you’re not the only person who thinks so (the rest of the world does too).

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chapter six.

word count : 6,2k.

namjoon furrows his brows in flourishing concern. “you shouldn’t be reading every hate comment of yours.”

“not every.” you cheekily wave a finger of disapproval at namjoon. “they just happen to tag along with the positive comments.”

“still,” taehyung exhales loudly as if it’s his loss.

what you said is true, and the others have the wrong idea. to you, those comments rub onto you like dirt—annoying, a bit upsetting at first, but later, you just roll your eyes and brush it off.

because what girl wouldn’t be envious of you?

come on, you’d be burning in jealousy and sighing loudly if the news broke out one day and said your favourite celebrity—j-hope, is getting married—or already has four children of his own.

social media was harsh to you at the start of your career, but the moment you proved them wrong with your scores in-game, the majority of the commenters dropped a bit of their rage towards you.

but today, the world is crueller than you ever imagined it to be.

and like how thanos snapped his fingers and caused destruction in another universe, you’ve also become a menace to society like him, causing utmost destruction.

“so,” jungkook disrupts the silence with one word. “our best bet is for me to go live and clarify the news?” it’s just jungkook, but everyone’s guises turn serious as their shoulders visibly tense, including yourself.

you’re slightly worried about this, since you’re very sure there would be people who’d lower their gazes and scoff at jungkook’s fearless yet brazen approach towards the scandalous news. because knowing him, he wouldn’t seem apologetic at all. the man is empathetic to an extent, but it only applies if it’s reasonable.

“realistically, jungkook’s stance is what everyone is looking forward to.” namjoon says. “his words would matter the most, and it’d extinguish the fire faster than anything else.”

“wouldn’t that put aeum in an uncomfortable position?” taehyung steps forward, breaking the intimate circle of your members to confront both namjoon and jungkook’s idea. “it’ll look like she’s relying on jungkook’s opinion.” he crosses his arms in obvious disdain. “that won’t settle any rage directed at her.”

jungkook exhales a loud breath. “silence will fuel the media more.” he cuts himself short; you can tell his head has plotted a full, convincing argument to disagree, but he keeps it locked down for taehyung.

“i wasn’t suggesting silence,” taehyung puts a hand on top of jungkook’s shoulder before peering up into his eyes with a tense smile. “like you said, it’d fuel them more, and even then, aeum would still be taking the biggest fall.” he clicks his tongue, “you wouldn’t want that.”

“speaking for yourself.” unlike taehyung, jungkook deadpans instead of dealing with the flagged skinship. flinging the hand on his shoulder looks like his last priority.

“maybe.” taehyung replies.

yoongi’s sigh is only audible to you, since he happens to be right next to you. “didn’t think i’d see them like this again.”

“fire and ice,” jimin says curtly.

“scary stuff.” seokjin murmurs.

“you’re older than both of them.” jimin snorts.

“cockroaches could be a day old and i’d still be scared shitless.” seokjin says rather seriously.

jimin flashes him a look of slight disgust before slowly bobbing his head in understanding. “honestly,” he taps his chin in wonder. “i kind of get that.”

namjoon roughly shakes his head at their bickering, and seokjin and jimin mutually come to a wordless agreement of shutting up, only because the flame circling jungkook and taehyung is intensifying even through great silence. their eyes are sharp like knives and their lips remain thin and curved.

you cautiously eye taehyung’s hand on jungkook’s shoulder, gulping at it. “my friends,” you whisper lousily. “i have a mouth and some intelligence, let me partake in my own matters.”

jungkook and taehyung stare at you in unison like you’re a toddler unable to make decisions.

screw these guys!

you throw your arms in disbelief. “i’m definitely coming out of my mother’s womb earlier than both of you in my next life.”

“what happens if aeum and jungkook confirm the dating news?” jimin randomly asks.

you flash your narrowed eyes at jimin, hoping he figures out the fact that you are now offended. jeon jungkook was the one to instantly shut you down with denial the moment he heard that his glittery reputation is about to go downhill.

“it’s a misunderstanding.” he said.

“it’s a misunderstanding.” he actually said.

“it’s a misunderstanding.” he said genuinely.

beautiful reminder to tell you to never fall for your leader and to never fantasise about you and his future again.

“that was out of genuine curiosity.” jimin shoots both his hands up in the air; surrendering, to dodge any judgement.

“take a better look at the situation, my friend.” seokjin says. “let’s say aeum and taehyung confirmed to be dating, the majority would probably applaud and celebrate that their long ship has finally sailed.” he explains dramatically. “but if aeum and jungkook are something?”

“everyone would be upset since jungkook has the biggest fanbase, and the most questionable and intense female fans.” jimin finishes. “even worse because aeum and jungkook were never seen together until today.”

“there we go.” seokjin nods in approval.

“we’re going off track.” taehyung warns. “let’s listen to coach.”

“if we were to confirm, the rage towards aeum would multiply and jungkook would lose a quarter of his fanbase. fans will also start to become more personal, so it’ll be a matter of time until they send out private threats and malicious comments. not to mention, other teams would look down on us since we’d consume the media for dating news.” namjoon answers truthfully. “we should avoid that at all costs. not just for the team, but for aeum and jungkook.”

“and if we go along with jungkook going live and explaining the truth?” yoongi asks, sounding more invested in the conversation than before.

“it’d make things quieter in general.” namjoon clarifies. “the news about aeum and jungkook will be reduced, but we can’t expect people to stop talking about it. the public attention will still be ours, but it’ll eventually settle down after a week or two.”

“should we be worried about the malicious comments directed at aeum?” yoongi asks again. “we can clearly see that she’s the most affected.”

“realistically speaking, we won’t be able to block off every negative comment directed at her.” namjoon exhales a deep sigh, “we’ll definitely try our best though.”

you shake your head profusely, hoping to decline the protection of your members. “stop it,” you huff lightly. “i only want you to keep practicing with me until the tournament.”

“jungkook?” namjoon calls out.

turning your head to where namjoon’s concerned gaze is headed, you spot jungkook turning on his computer over at his usual desk. he almost tosses himself into the seat, getting quite comfortable before setting up his live broadcast settings in front of you and the rest of the team’s confused faces.

“jungkook.” taehyung calls out as well, except sounding more stern.

“at least try to smile, captain.” you trudge over to his side, ready to witness his deadpanning announcement towards the audience. the comment section won’t be much of an entertaining sight, but jungkook definitely will be.

“just talk for a long while, jung—” namjoon tries to fit in his advice, but jungkook doesn’t even hesitate to click the ‘live’ button. “oh, jesus.” he drops his forehead, feeling the urge to conceal his identity from the audience out of embarrassment.

just like that, the earlier conversation naturally dissipated. there’s no way anyone can speak up when every given second is getting broadcasted for the public audience with venomous tongues.

the members begin acting like they were busy with at least something—seokjin quickly jumps onto the couch and whips out his phone, continuing with his webtoon. yoongi and jimin, on the other hand, are hopeless. they literally act like they’ve been forced and paid to act—looking up at the ceiling and scratching their necks awkwardly. all of them look stupid and oblivious behind jungkook’s still expression.

“i’d sincerely like to apologise for any inconvenience our actions have caused.” jungkook finally says, but he meets silence after his one sentence. his eyes are glued to the comments rolling up crazily. “the admins will blacklist anyone that fits. i won’t tolerate any harassment towards any of our members.”

your eyes widen in panic, a flush overtaking you upon hearing jungkook’s blatant boldness. you’re desperate to jump into the rescue of your team’s supporters, but you know very well they won’t be welcoming you, especially beside your annoyingly famous leader who keeps shutting you down like his computer.

visibly, namjoon is as frustrated as you are. he’s already thinking of closing statements to the media once they try to make a topic out of jungkook’s nonchalance in front of such scandalous news. the way he’s sighing with all his might surprisingly kindles a quiet chuckle amongst the members, only because he looks overly dramatic whenever he does start to project his soft anger.

“i was worried about aeum catching a cold.” jungkook confesses the truth fearlessly. “the tournament is right around the corner. i was simply trying to minimise all risks regarding our team’s health.”

you knew that jungkook isn’t the type to beat around the bush, but you definitely didn’t predict his demeanour to be like this at all. he’s more confrontational than you ever thought. what can you expect though? it’s jungkook—the leader, at the end of the day.

his gaze casted downwards, jungkook breaks into a scoff and shakes his head. “if a team leader can’t look after his teammates, i consider them incapable.”

jungkook is too good at this.

he’s proving the viewers wrong by exaggerating his role in the team, and everything he’s pointing out is utterly understandable. he knows repeating facts is the best method to kill fire.

jungkook sighs irritatedly at the viewer’s reactions. it’s no doubt they’re going crazy over his exaggerated care towards you—the only female player in the team. “there are terms and conditions we agreed to.” he explains calmly, “dating is prohibited.”

oh…

it’s clear that the corner of your lips sink at the rule. it hasn’t been long since you started feeling this way for jungkook, and you never really thought about it being prohibited. you totally forgot about that, and for some reason, you dreamed that there was nothing wrong with this blooming feeling until now.

few seconds in, you blink out of thought to hurriedly bury your emotion by pursing your lips together. in your peripheral vision, there’s taehyung leaning against a wall. your lips zip up even tighter when you realise that he’s staring at you in concern.

with your eyes travelling back to the ongoing broadcast, you catch jungkook free of stress. his eyes have softened and so have the comments. “we’ll see you at the tournament,” he says. “stay safe and take care of yourselves in the meantime.”

like that, everyone breathes out loud as soon as jungkook turns off his own broadcast. the livestream was short and impactful, maybe like how namjoon pictured.

“you scared the living shit out of all of us!” seokjin yells from the couch. “please give us a warning next time.”

“you did well.” namjoon praises the outcome. “it was smart of you to keep it short and not react to any of the opinions.”

“i agree,” jimin says. “let’s just wait it out now.”

you shake your head, letting out an extensive breath. “i’m really, really, really sorry this happened.”

“we’re all close like family, aeum.” taehyung reassures from where he is. “this would’ve happened sooner or later.” he hints cryptically.

“that’s true.” you nod. “since we’re all close like family.” you repeat, acknowledging taehyung’s thoughts towards you.

“it’d be wise of us to all stay inside as much as possible.” namjoon suggests. “it’ll still take time for the public to settle down.”

“never went out anyway.” yoongi’s eyes pan around the living room.

“seokjin, we’ll be counting on you for our meals.” jimin cracks into a smile. “we’ll all camp inside and practice.”

“i am a filler member of the team, not the chef.” seokjin stands up with a stomp, pumping his chest out to defend himself. “but i’ll do it anyway.” he then says.

“jungkook, could you lead today’s training?” namjoon walks over to jungkook and places a hand on his shoulder. “i have to head over to the company today because of the news.”

“yeah,” jungkook says. “don’t worry.”

“alright, i’ll check back in later.” namjoon heaves out a sigh, knowing there’s heaps of work piled up for him. he straightens out the wrinkles of his blazer before waving goodbye wordlessly.

“we’re starting.” jungkook announces. “sign in and i’ll send everyone a party invitation.” he spins in his seat to face the entire team standing in front of him. jungkook eyes everyone individually, including you. again, he treats you like everyone else. “we don’t have much time.”

“sounds good.” taehyung is the first person to obediently march over to his computer at jungkook’s word. it’s like their argument never happened, but you assume this is professionalism.

eventually, everyone gathers and sits in front of their computers. the semi-circle is complete once again today, and you feel strangely protected—like you can overcome anything with these people surrounding you.

like taehyung said, they’re family.

your family.

you take your seat beside jungkook, and that’s when he finally turns his head to look at you wholly. you didn’t expect that, especially after being disappointed countless times on your own today.

“how do you feel?” jungkook asks you directly.

“safe.” smiling gently, you answer honestly.

jungkook nods once and fixes his gaze back onto his computer screen. his hand is tightly latched onto his mouse as he invites everyone into his team.

with the invitation pending on your screen, you just quietly observe the side of his face, again taking interest in the scar on his cheek. he never fails to capture your interest, but it doesn’t seem that way for him.

how can you change that?

sighing out loud, you decide to focus on your game instead. you press on the tick to your right, accepting jungkook’s request as usual. each banner in the lobby gets filled right away with the usernames of your members, but that’s when you see a private message sent to your chat box.

[34742748382] : ahhhh i didn’t expect jungkook to respond that fast with a livestream lol

[34742748382] : i guess i should try harder ^^

[34742748382] : good luck with today’s practice!!!!!!! it’s not long till the tournament

again?

it’s them again.

you hold in your breath as you feel your chest tighten in fright again when you see the same username from before—that time jungkook tried to hide the messages from you. whoever they are—they’re back, but you can’t afford to freak out.

not when the team is practicing.

scouring all your members’ faces, they all look equally concentrated to practice. no one here is on a different page. there’s determination in their eyes, which is beyond normal because the tournament is really near.

you quickly move your cursor above the username, blocking them to ensure no other messages come through. maybe your clicks were a little too aggressive, jungkook is fast to notice that something is out of place for you.

“aeum.” jungkook mutters under his breath.

“privacy, please!” you hiss quietly, feigning composure at the situation eating you alive. the anonymous’ words are preying on you bit by bit. “my little brother was spamming stupid messages in-game, spilling my old secrets and everything—”

“what’s his name?” jungkook asks, and the rest of the members hear.

um.

“my little brother’s name?” you question obliviously.

jungkook crosses his arms. “do you prefer me to ask what secrets?”

bursting into a tense laughter, your gaze bounces from jungkook to taehyung, jimin and yoongi before coming back to meet your leader’s stare. “jeno.” you toss an answer. “that’s his name.”

“is he teasing you again?” taehyung suddenly inserts, supporting your atrocious lie. he’s making you even more anxious because now you’ve got two people to explain to and beg for forgiveness if you ever get caught.

but now, you can slip out of this thanks to taehyung.

“he doesn’t learn.” you shake your head while smiling innocently at taehyung who’s in the corner. he’d never understand the meaning behind your smile though.

“aeum and jeno?” jimin repeats from metres away. “your parents are too good with names.”

“right?” you take your chance to side with jimin too. “we better get to it before i start missing them.” you say aloud, but it’s basically addressed to jungkook. “i might just run away.”

jungkook collects a deep breath as if he’s decided. “is everyone ready?”

practice ended in time with the sunset; an aurora of pink, orange and red is presented to you and the rest of your team who isn’t too bothered by the snuggly colours in the sky. it’s almost time to eat dinner, but you’d much prefer to return when you’re not caged by the thought of someone’s animosity from before. they’ve been in your mind ever since.

my god… you feel like you’ve aged ten years.

you are a corpse.

you are disintegrating.

and you hate that you’re still wondering about what tonight’s dinner might be.

in general, you feel baffled. you don’t feel too depressed, only because you genuinely do feel infinitely supported. that’s why you’ve still got the perseverance to ponder about dinner and smile when you want to. however, you can’t help but to feel disturbed about what could potentially come. you’re still far from becoming numb when you stumble across comments on the internet. how will you condone direct attacks? are you perfectly valid to be thinking about that—or are you merely overreacting because you’re flustered from the consistency of a single person behind anonymity?

distracted, you lift yourself off your chair, slide off the headset tightened around your ears, stretch your arms as you head towards the stairs. you’re the first person to sign out today. it’s only expected of you, especially after that disaster.

at times like this, you sincerely wish you could run back home.

when you reach the second floor, you slowly drag your feet to your room. there’s a fair distance for you since yoongi’s room comes first, then jimin, seokjin, jungkook and then it’s yours before taehyung. the rooms are all aligned horizontally.

as you pass the first two doors, a door swings open in front without any warning. a draft of wind shoots out, and your body jerks in surprise. you pause for a few seconds to avoid any means of planting your nose into the door, then take the initiative to walk around, still hoping to make it to your sweet destination.

wait.

isn’t that—

before you can even think, a firm force grasps your wrist to tug you into the room. you gasp in the midst, but your following breath is stolen when you lay your eyes on the owner of the room.

it was brief, but you’re not mistaken.

when did he get here?

the scent of soap is pungent—it hypnotises all your senses when your body thuds against jungkook’s chest. with your face buried into the softness of his new black t-shirt he changed into, you’re swept in a complete daze. your hands instinctively crawl to his hips, and you grab ahold of his shirt in your fists, unafraid of creasing his freshly cleaned shirt.

for a moment, the world is quiet.

it’s just you and the warmth of him.

you begin to wonder when silence inevitably abducts you. over and over again, you’re met with the same old uncertainty storming inside of your mind. perhaps your mind is playing games, or jungkook is the one playing games with you. on days jungkook makes you feel like he might just be your prince charming, you’re kicking your blanket like an idiot every night. however, it’s when you think the gap between you and jungkook no longer exists after one thing and another, he finds a way to pry it back open again by reverting to his old self—to the person you never knew.

when you’re looking at him expectedly, he’s never looking back.

when he acts friendly again out of the blue, you’re always searching for answers.

why did he worry when you were sick?

why did he feel accountable for you?

why did he take you to his room and leave you to sleep under his watch?

why did he kiss you that night when you were drunk?

why does he expect you to answer when he was the one behind everything misleading?

why does he try to keep you safe at a red light?

why is he allowed to wrap his arms around you during the times you feel most upset?

why doesn’t he tell you who hayoung is?

why does he look for an answer in you when you asked for his first?

why does he care about you?

why is he making you overthink?

because you adored him so much—as a player and even as a person, you were always blinded to everything jungkook did.

“are you alright?” jungkook speaks softly into your ear. he’s keeping the noise to the minimum, but he’s also intentional with his tone—just to make you feel like he’s the one to turn to when you’re in need. “you’re never convincing, so is it up to me to get better at reading you?”

why doesn’t he have his arms wrapped around you now?

why are you the only person holding him desperately?

“why?” you finally unleash your thoughts, your head still against jungkook. once upon a time, they were all securely locked for his sake, but now you don’t care if that all shatters. “tell me why you care.” you ask without trying to sound hostile, merely because you want him to discern your earnestness.

jungkook doesn’t say anything.

you tear yourself away from jungkook’s chest and peer up at him in despondency. “or am i misunderstanding?” you echo his words emptily, yet his face keeps still.

“it’s not a misunderstanding.” jungkook then replies solemnly. “i care so much to the point it’s uncomfortable.”

at this second, there’s nothing in this world that can beat jungkook. he’s standing right here, probably not even thinking about how your body is reacting; your heart squeezes up in desperation for sweeter words. you want to gouge your heart out and show him how many pricks there are—maybe then, he’ll think less and talk more.

“i easily forget about the tournament when you're around.” jungkook, not giving a hell about what you think anymore, harshly pulls your wrist and places your palm onto the left region of his chest. under his skin, you feel each of his thumping heartbeats—it’s rapid every time it contracts; it feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest anytime soon.

yours feels the same, except worse.

he probably doesn’t know that as well.

“when you’re here, i don’t think about the consequences.” jungkook drops his hand, letting you do the work from here onward. he now looks at you with eyes devoid of emotion; which goes against what he just said. perhaps that’s why he’s given you an opportunity to feel rather than see.

you slide your hand off his chest as you turn away. instead, you’re staring at his bed, which only torments you further at the recollection of memories piercing your mind like a bullet. “you really don’t listen to a word i say.” you murmur cryptically. “i thought i told you to stop being vague.”

“i’d rather kiss you than focus on a game.” jungkook confesses instead. “i’d rather sleep with you than compete.”

“jungkook, that’s—” you interrupt, dreading every one of his confessions. anxiety gushes in when you realise that he was slowly breaking apart too. it’s not your fault—you know it isn’t, but to see jungkook displeased with himself is hurting more than any injury out there. everyone knows that he cherishes his career more than anything.

“i’m sure you can imagine how detrimental it is to the team if a leader can’t set priorities.”

you get it now.

you’ve become jungkook’s mistake.

although you’re not fully certain if jungkook can reciprocate your feelings, there’s one thing you’re sure about: his affection. it grew beyond his control. he didn’t think it would; he didn’t think anything could blur his vision because he always believed in himself. the jungkook you know is collected and confident—in the beginning, you didn’t think he was capable of conveying such romantic emotions.

yet he’s come so far.

from the jungkook who didn’t budge at any of your rants, to the jungkook who constantly finds you to prove that you’re deserving of admiration.

maybe that’s enough for you.

“i have to value you as my teammate more than anything.” jungkook hooks a finger below your chin to raise your head up from your own shadows. you erase the bitter smile that crept up to your lips, but there’s no doubt he saw. “and with the terms and conditions we agreed to, there’s not much ahead for us.”

again, jungkook is too good at this.

“jungkook,” you breathe out thickly. “jeon jungkook.” you call out his name for the first time. his eyes dilate in surprise, and you simply smile at his eyes you seem to be obsessed with.

you can’t help it.

it’s jungkook after all.

“let’s stay apart.” you determine on your own. “we’ll go back a few steps.”

wordlessly, jungkook retracts his hand. “is that easy for you?” he asks after some thought.

no.

not at all.

as if.

“tell me,” jungkook demands an answer. “is it really?”

“someone will have to think about the consequences.”

“if that’s what you want.”

suddenly feeling your eyes dry, you habitually swipe at your eyes with an arm. the moment you pull a part of yourself off of your face, a single drop wells up in the inner corner of your eyes.

huh?

no way.

just before a tear can creep out of your eyes, you clear your throat and quickly peer up at the sky. you use gravity to your advantage to suppress the escape of a single tear. “you better come down for dinner.” you prod casually once you flick your head back down. “i’ll steal yours if you don’t.”

“all yours.”

and just like that, you back away, little by little, until you feel the back of your shoulders hit the door. you don’t think twice when you twist the handle of jungkook’s door before stepping out of his room. with your back turned against him, you let the door shut loudly behind you.

now you wipe your tears away.

the next afternoon, you dedicate yourself to another day of training with your team. it’s been a while since you stopped struggling in-game; you’re not diving in unnecessarily out of greed anymore, and that alone carried meaningful outcomes. you’ve been top fragging for the last few matches, and namjoon has been screaming in your ear in awe at your improvement.

on the other hand, everything else felt ordinary. the sky was a pale blue, the sun was shining vigorously, and jungkook acted exactly like himself. thanks to him, it was easier for you to stay far behind. because for all you know, you’ve been accustomed to this situation long ago anyway, since he never actually gave you special treatment unless the two of you were privately secluded.

not a thing in the world is going to notice your dimming relationship with jungkook. you’re the only person that can claim everything that happened between you and him as a fragment made of reality.

“aeum!” seokjin shouts from the kitchen. he’s cutting up some of the vegetables you and jungkook bought that day. “a parcel arrived under your name today with the rest of the fan mails!”

“really?” you ask again; half out of scepticism, the other half out of excitement. ever since the release of you and jungkook’s photos, fanmade letters and gifts have stopped substantially. “where is it?”

“on the doormat!”

you run to where the doormat is, and you swiftly retrieve a pink cardboard box the second you see it. your name is handwritten on the top of the box with hearts drawn underneath. the sender’s name isn’t attached, but most of the time, their names are revealed in the letters for confidentiality.

the tape sealing the box appears resistant, so you rush over to the kitchen to loot a pair of scissors. you pinch seokjin’s scissors to cut precisely along the lines of the box before gaping blankly at the content inside.

all you see is shredded pink tissue paper filling the box. your logic tells you to reach in since something could be hiding somewhere beneath the bed of shreds. the other option is flipping it the other way around, but there’s a probability that the item could be extremely fragile, hence the overwhelming amount of tissue paper.

or… there could be nothing in it.

that all aside, you put a hand inside the bed of shredded tissue paper in an attempt to grab anything tangible. swivelling your lost hand for a few seconds in the unknown, you’re thinking you might’ve been baited.

“i thought so.” you snicker. “such effort too.”

your hand feels for anything on each side of the box, and just when you thought you’ve seriously been toyed with, you feel something slit the base of your hand. the burning sensation is enough to force a whimper out of you, but you tighten your lips, adamant to keep the pain hidden.

you promptly pull your hand out, only to confront blood—it’s flowing constantly out of your hand, but not strongly. the heat consumes your fingers before engulfing your palm. from the top of your hand to your forearm, your blood drips down, staining your arm and shirt in no other colour but red.

you try to find the bleeding source; it’s obvious a blade slashed your palm diagonally. the blade cut you when you tried to hold whatever was inside; you gripped onto it instinctively without any suspicion at all, thinking it might’ve been something more pleasant.

biting down onto your lower lip, you apply pressure with your remaining hand when the blood drops onto the tile. it almost sounding like persistent spits of rain. clearly, your one hand isn’t enough to stop the stream; you’re helplessly leaving a trail of your own blood with every step you take away from seokjin.

who sent this?

an anti-fan?

it’s someone who’s enraged about the news of you and jungkook.

you’ve heard about this before—if “fans” can pour superglue into orange juice and are also fully capable of gifting dead animals; it’s no surprise someone was brave enough to hide a blade to stop you from competing.

“aeum?”

the terror of watching taehyung’s face lose all colour and turn immobile from shock sucks every breath from your mouth. upon realising that it’s your blood in your own hands, taehyung breaks free to jolt to where you are. his hands stretch out to apply extra pressure onto your wound, and you involuntarily wince at the sharp pain nipping at your separated skin.

“who—” taehyung is seething. he’s losing every whit of sanity; you can tell just by hearing him breathe—it’s becoming more and more shallow with more time passing. his hand is shaking tremendously as you watch your blood stain him too. “what’s going on? you need to explain—” his head snaps in every direction to find a clue on what exactly happened. eventually, his breath hitches when he detects the box sitting at the table. “who sent that?”

“i don’t know,” you answer truthfully. you thought you’d find at least a note in there somewhere. “maybe someone who’s upset?” you try to jest in this situation.

speechless with rage, taehyung tugs on one end of his scarf around his neck, removing it in one swift motion. “i’m taking you to the hospital.” he suggests pensively before tying the scarf around your hand to compress the bleeding. his remaining grip builds up the pressure against your now clothed gash, but at the same time, taehyung’s hands are getting dirtier by the second.

with taehyung’s quivering hand still cupping yours, you put your hand on top of his to calm him down. “taehyung.” you whisper while you squeeze his hand. “we shouldn’t.”

if you get caught with taehyung this time, you really wouldn’t know when you’ll be back on stage.

taehyung finally looks up to meet your eyes. “if this gets infected, you seriously won’t be able to compete.”

“i’m not saying i’m going to ignore professional treatment, dummy. i don’t want it to be infected either.” you reply honestly. “let’s get namjoon to call someone over.” you tilt your head cheekily, “he restricted me from going out, so i’m going to use it to my advantage when i can.”

“what the—” seokjin’s jaw drops at the sight of you and taehyung fiddling with blood. “what happened? what did i miss?” he fires a bunch of questions. “oh god, who’s blood is that?”

“i was right behind you too.” you glare playfully at seokjin.

“i’m—” seokjin stutters. “i’m going to call namjoon, and we’re going to get you to the hospital—holy shit, what if you need stitches?”

“shut up.” you deadpan unseriously. “can we be optimistic?”

“how do you expect optimism when you’re losing blood?” seokjin argues in growing concern. “i’ll come back with the emergency kit, so you stay right there!” he then spurts up the stairs, making a ruckus in the house. if anyone else is home, it’s only a matter of time until they lose their guts too.

“sorry,” taehyung’s voice comes out soft and glum. perhaps he’s found some composure after covering your wound. “i went a little too overboard, didn’t i?” taehyung sighs, “getting mad and all.”

“you’re kidding me.” you gasp inwardly before crumbling into a faint chuckle. there’s absolutely no reason for him to feel apologetic when he saved you from paranoia. “i was thinking about calling you my saviour from now on, and what? you’re saying you went overboard?”

now taehyung flashes you a smile. “i would’ve preferred myself to be calm for you.”

“well,” you smack your lips together to make an amused sound. “i’ll gladly accept both sides of you.” taehyung narrows his eyes like he has something in mind, but because you’re you, taehyung is too predictable. “and also your other sides too. maybe i should pick a favourite—”

out of nowhere, you hear a click reverberate from the front door. the sound should be unnoticeable to a person’s ear, but it’s merely because you and taehyung are situated quite close, the two of you catch the noise at the same second. your attention diverts instantaneously—from your injury to the next person who’s bound to witness your messy casualty.

the door opens, and your heart convulses when you watch jungkook enter indoors with a lowered gaze. there’s a piece of paper scrunched in between his balled fingers, and the expression he dons is off. his face is contorted with pure, undiluted anger; his jaw is clenched and his eyes are dull, deprived of life and light.

did something happen to him?

your curiosity chained you—before you can even think of potential answers to respond to another person about this cursed accident, your eyes are at level with jungkook’s when he turns his head around decisively. the inevitable happens, and you’re caught up in another knot the moment you observe his face darkening more. unlike taehyung, there isn’t a sense of urgency in him, solely disturbance. he glowers at your hand like he knew what he was walking into.

does the piece of paper have to do anything with his reaction?

it must be.

despite jungkook’s appearance, no one in the room comments about his arrival. you’d think taehyung would, but he doesn’t move his mouth.

“i brought the emergency kit—” seokjin reports back to the scene that’s now completely quelled. there isn’t space for seokjin to fit in, and same goes to you—who would even dare to if they’re driven in the middle of fire and ice?

“give it to me, seokjin.” you say quietly, enough to not break the flurrying tension.

“pass it to me.” taehyung intercepts in an antagonistic tone. he grabs ahold of the kit from seokjin before bringing your aching hands closer to him; physically encouraging you to follow his lead.

you can’t help but to hesitate; the idea of simply dismissing jungkook out of spite is unacceptable on your end, but you can’t leave taehyung alone either—not after everything he did for you.

so you just stare back at jungkook, nodding at him to induce him to understand you’re fine (though he never literally asked), but you think this is the best you can do, otherwise you’ll just be walking away from him, seeming like you never want to turn back around.

“taehyung,” jungkook calls out when you and taehyung’s backs ultimately turn against him.

to your surprise, taehyung faces jungkook immediately whilst deadpanning. “what is it?” he answers coldly, holding your hand tight.

“am i not worthy of an explanation?” jungkook walks up to taehyung, automatically drawing him near to you as well. “a teammate of ours is injured—is she not?”

“aeum is injured.” taehyung corrects nonchalantly.

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ohdudehesflirting · 1 year

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dream & their godly parents

warnings: blades swords swearing gay shit mentions of kissing and food I think

note: love pjo and nct sooo yeah

마크<3

defo big 3

i think Poseidon is the best match

in chilling in the dream

how he was ok with the cold ass water

ma boi yes.

when he finds out ab being able to control water

(also surprised he can talk w horses)

“whoa dude- what just happened”

“u have powers” “wtf”

also … his spider-sense

very agile in combat

outside the arena……

clumsy somehow??

different story for another day

don't let him near bows and arrows

my guy how did u manage to break 4 bows in the span of 3 minutes

he is clearly as confused as you are

“dude I'm as lost as u”

our Canadian boy<3

런쥔<3

did I make this whole post just to vent ab child-of-athena!renjun

ummm… ofcourse

every sane person would do that right ????

right????

n e gays

very smart

book and street

gives the best advice

very calm…. is……. yeah no one believed that

shouts a lot but outside of libraries

if u disrespect libraries u are done w him

gets lost in thought a lot

lots of spacing out

probably planning his next murder but u didn't hear it from me

very skilled w bow and arrow

with swords….. not so much

very charming in an unexpected way

loves owls bc they remind him of his mom

has read harry potter

avid hater

(has secretly watched the half blood prince 13 times and has a ppt of 40 slides ab why its the best movie)

ace <3

does not care ab sex

제노<3

big 3

100%

he is the one with the most Zeus vibes

or ares maybe

but I don't see him being conflictive

but he is sharp? if that makes sense

(it does not ik)

but yeah

very scary looking

has a reputation for being good at close combat

biggest softie ever

can sometimes control electricity

gets called sparkly fingers by jaem

bc when he's nervous he fidgets w the electricity

gets along w jaemin bc jaemin was very anti-social

and he was a social butterfly with no real friends

they are inseparable now

rumor says they make out sometimes but u didn't hear it from me

bi wife energy but he's the bi wife

동혁<3

an Afrodite kid if I ever saw one

when he arrived to camp

he was the moment

the initial thought was that he was gonna be mean

bc that's how movie logic works

pretty= mean

don't blame me blame Hollywood

but he is an actual ray of sunshine

gets confused a lot w apollo kids

bc ma boi has pipes

gets along w everyone

but is not afraid to stand up for his friends

very extroverted and witty

has a good sense of humor and is street smart

met mark just as they were both discovering their powers

when he is close to a person he can see who they have feelings for

safe to say he saw Jeno and jaem

stuck w mark bc he could relate to him

ended up being soulmates

hyuck is a ray of sunshine

재민<3

hades…

yes

he is powerful and he knows that

likes that he can inspire fear

On the inside he loves romcoms and cries every time he watches the notebook

big softy

tsundere!!

was not close to a lot of people

no one except his brother and sister (irene and yoongi)

they adore each other so much

it's like they have their own language

but he had like o friends so when jeno approached him

he was surprised to say the least

likes being accompanied in silence

haTES small talk

would very much rather talk ab ones purpose on earth

or death too (pun kinda intended

talks ab deep shit w renjun

who he met through jeno

jeno says his coffee order comes from the depths of hell

(funny u say that )

jaem switches their drinks to see the disgusted expression on jeno’s face

(a simps behavior)

천러<3

apollo kid??

yeah

doesn't really fit in w his siblings

bc he has a darker aura

people mistake him for an ares kid

but he loves his siblings and his siblings love him

as an apollo kid he can sing v well

beautiful voice

but kinda shy to sing live

not scared to approach others

but prefers staying in his circle

really likes daggers

and is vv good w them

he trained mark for a bit

and then gave up bc he realized the canadian is helpless w any dagger or bow or anything except swords for a reason

arrived at camp w jisung

been stuck by the hip ever since

I see chenle where is jisung 🤨🤨 oh there he is hi ji

constantly giving each other gifts

fun fact his dagger was a jisung gift when they were finding their preferred weapon

lowkey like each other

they spend time near the auditorium

(word on the street says they make out sometimes but u didn't hear it from me)

i love chenle

지성<3

CHILD OF ARESSSSS

tell me u don't agree🤨

impossible

cute but agile

he is vv shy tho

when he battles completely transforms

extremely talented w swords

when he first picked up one

he felt complete??

idk that's what he told chenle

his sword is made of celestial bronze

takes care of it more than his life

his sword was a gift from his dad

but his dad sent it by chenle

chenle jokes that he is the best gift-giver ever

training and fighting is very therapeutic for him

98% of the time is in the arena when he is not with chenle

trains with the straw dummies when he has a lot on his mind

“training w straw dummies is very mundane so it helps me think”

he is on the younger side out of all the campers

but has more experience than most of them

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kookieminsuga · 2 years

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The Wolf and his Coyote / Jeon Jungkook

Hello!

You can call me Tyacee, i will be writing fics on this account and i really hope you enjoy them!

Tbh, this one comes from a dream i had and it was actually Yoongi and not JK. However, i am a strong JK bias and therefore am writing it with him. I will be writing more about the other members and Astro members in the future!

Summary; Jungkook is the leader of the biggest biker gang in Korea. He is never interested in people unless they can benefit him in some way. That is until he runs into a girl who is the only person who appears to not be afraid of him. New to Korea, Amalia is an artist who spends most of her days working on her comics at her friend Minhyuks diner who also happens to be Jungkooks favourite hang out spot. What will happen when Jungkooks, a man who's heart seems to be frozen in ice, interest is peeked for the first time since he can remember?

Pairing: Gang leader jk x Tsundere, artist Amalia

Rating: 18+ do not interact if you are a minor!

Genre: Biker gang bts, action, romance, there will be some smutty scenes, violence, humour.

Warnings: potential triggers, blood, violence, criminals, gangs, fights, unrequited love, each chapter will have individual warnings.

word count: 1,371 (future parts will be longer, this is mostly just an intro)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

She was always sitting in that same booth. Every day of the week at the same time with her tablet just drawing away. She was very quiet and so he never noticed her even tho him and his gang were regulars at the diner just like she was. The first time she caught his eye was when some thug decided to come onto his turf and try to assault the staff at his favourite diner. He was on his feet ready to step in but then he saw this girl get up from her booth and start whacking the low life with her backpack, which appeared to be filled to brim and heavy. Before he could even do anything, the guy was grabbed by the staff and thrown out. The vermin who thought it was acceptable to pull this little stunt on his turf, was left with a busted lip and a black eye thanks to the woman with the bag and this made him laugh. Who exactly was he tho? The guy standing next to his booth on the opposite end of the small diner. The guy who was staring at the girl in awe after what he had just witnessed.

He walked up to the girl who seemed like the bravest woman he had ever met. She was also very cute and different. She was a foreigner with her long brown hair, big brown eyes covered by glasses and pale white skin. She also had several tattoos on her arm which he liked, as well as a cute nose ring. People stared as he approached her, mouths dropping open as he never approached people without cause and usually, those causes were negative. They all seemed terrified of what would happen to the girl but she just looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and a look that defied his aura of power.

“That was very brave of you what you just did. You could have gotten seriously hurt you know?” He said to her with his signature smirk.

“what’s it to you?” She responded before starting to gather her stuff.

Her response baffled him for a moment before he regained his composure. People always had the same response to him. Either they looked petrified and would back away, or they would do anything to get a piece of him. He knew why, with his shoulder length jet black hair, his many piercings including a lip and eyebrow, and his arm adorned in tattoos, his chiselled jaw and dark eyes, he was incredibly handsome but also very intimidating.

“well I wouldn’t want a pretty girl like you getting hurt on my turf if you know what I mean.” Taking a step closer to her.

“your turf? Who even are you?” She looked at him confused while taking a step back.

Who was he? That was the question. Jeon Jungkook. That was his name. He was the leader of the biggest biker gang in South Korea, called the Bangtan Group. Although he was the youngest of the big 7, he was also the strongest and most intelligent which led him to being in charge fairly quick.

“You don’t know who I am?” He asked, taking a step closer again. Her question surprised him. Everyone around knew who he was.

“Ah Mr. Jeon, pardon my friend, she’s new in town and doesn’t really know about the area much. Please excuse her.” Minhyuk, the owner of the diner, stepped up between them and said to Jungkook with a deep bow.

Usually if anyone would have stepped between him and someone he was interested in they would be on the floor before they could finish their sentence, however Minhyuk was not only the owner of his favourite diner but also someone he respected greatly as well as a family friend. He looked at him and then at the girl and gave her another smirk.

“My name is Jeon Jungkook. You can call me Jungkook, consider that an honour.” He said before spinning on his heel and walking out of the diner followed by the rest of his crew.

The last thing he heard before exiting was a muffled “as if” from the girl. This made him smile. He wasn’t used to people not being afraid of him. This girl was…. refreshing.

He got on his bike and waited for his crew. His second in command, Min Yoongi, arriving by his side first.

“Do you know her?” He asked.

Jungkook thought about the question for a moment before smiling to himself and revving his engine.

“Not yet, but I will.” He replied and drove off, followed by his 6 friends.

As the guys exited the diner, Minhyuk turned quickly to look at the girl.

“Lia, you can’t just talk to him like that!” He said sounding worried.

“why not? He just looks like some kid who thinks he owns the place to me.” She replied, looking out the window at the motorcycles speeding away.

“Thing is, he kind of does. Actually he owns everything and everyone. That was the leader of Bangtan Group.” Minhyuk replied while rubbing his temples which had started to throb with an oncoming headache.

“Ok so? I’m not scared of him. He’s just a person like all of us, he’s not above anybody just cuz he’s the leader of some gang.” She rolled her eyes with the statement.

“Its not just some gang Amalia! Its Bangtan Group! The biggest gang in the country! You very much should be scared of him.” He said sounding exasperated.

At this, Lia just shrugged. She wasn’t going to let herself be intimidated by this bully. She didn’t leave everything, and everyone, behind and move to a whole new country across the world just to be bullied at her only friends diner. That was not her style.

“Anyways, I’m going to head out. I have a deadline and there’s too much going on over here for me to concentrate on my work. Are you ok?” She said looking him up and down.

This made Minhyuk laugh. He met Amalia while he was travelling abroad. The trip was originally supposed to be 2 weeks long until he found an art school that pulled his attention. He decided to leave Korea for 3 years and live abroad. Lia was in his year and most of his classes. She was always quiet and never really spoke to anyone but for some reason he wanted to talk to her as soon as he saw her on the first day. One day he worked up the courage to sit beside her in class and to his surprise she showed him a smile when he did. From there, they started talking and he realized that she was just a very shy person but once she opened up she was very loud and had a surprising attitude to her that he liked very much. She was also the kindest and most loyal person he had ever met which made him want to stay by her side. They became friends very quickly and the day he had to come back to Korea had been a very sad one. However they stayed in touch and over the past year Lia had made plans to move here for reasons she still hasn’t shared with him. Whatever those reasons were, he was over the moon at being reunited with his friend.

“Yeah I’m fine thanks to you and your backpack. What even is in there? It broke his face pretty bad!” He asked.

“Oh you know, just some books. Hardcover.’ She said with a wink ‘Anyways I’ll head out now if you’re fine. See you later!” She gathered her things and waved to him before heading out to catch her bus.

He watched her go and wondered how someone could be so brave. When the low life attacked him, not even his male coworkers came to help but this girl had the courage to stand up against him. Thats what made her shine in his eyes. He knew tho, that when she looked at him it was not in the same way he did her. His heart throbbed before he sighed and got back to work.

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yoonpobs · 3 years

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masterlist

from newest to oldest

requests are: CLOSED

(f) fluff | (a) angst | (m) mature/smut

ONESHOTS

with you (a) (f) (m)

⇁ marriage!au, divorce!au, childhood friends2lovers!au | 22.1k

↳ marrying your childhood best friend was not the love story that most painted it to be. you knew that better than anyone else.

10 years (a)

⇁ brother's best friend au, ft. brother!jimin, bbf!seokjin | 7.2k

↳ 10 years change people but you still remember.

REQUESTS/MINIS

jin thirst asks

he loves you, he loves you not ⇁ (a) (m)

SERIES

back-burner (a) (f) (m) | 70k [completed]

⇁ sister's best friend!au, best friend to lovers!au, sorta frenemies?to lovers!au, sistersbestfriend!yoongi |

↳ sometimes you felt like you were the back-burner of a two-decade-long friendship. how could you ever compete?

be in love (f) (a) (m)

⇁ established relationship au, boyfriend!yoongi | [ongoing]

↳ a collection of drabbles through the course of you and yoongi’s relationship. alternatively: you’re in love and so is he. or even more alternatively: what it feels like to be in love.

ONESHOTS

know your worth (f) (a) (m)

⇁ sword wielder au, swordsman!yoongi | 4.5k

↳ as the chosen one, you’ve never believed in yourself. enter yoongi

⤑ extras: i (m)

we don't talk together (a)

⇁ exes au, ex!yoongi | 2.8k

↳ it's hard to say it's over

love language (f)

⇁ relatively new relationship au, boyfriend!yoongi | 5.1k

↳ how min yoongi loves you

together (f)

⇁ single parent au, doctor!yoongi | 5.0k

↳ min yoongi is a good man but even a better father ... figure

difficult (f)

⇁ co-worker au, co-worker!yoongi | 3.8k

↳ you're difficult and yoongi just wants you

REQUESTS/MINIS

yoongi thirst asks

new girl ⇁ (f)

touch her and die ⇁ (f)

spit in my mouth ⇁ (m)

ice skating and hand-holding ⇁ (f)

ONESHOTS

things change (f)

⇁ established relationship au, boyfriend!hoseok | 3.3k

↳ when you're an unlikely pair but it works

who's the boss (f)

⇁ workplace au, ceo/boss!hoseok | 4.6k

↳ valentine's day with your stupid (hot) boss

REQUESTS/MINIS

hoseok thirst asks

you should move on ⇁ (a)

ONESHOTS

dilf (and love) (f) (m)

⇁ parents au, husband!namjoon | 6.7k

↳ it's been too long since you and namjoon had time to yourselves

⤑ extras: i.

REQUESTS/MINIS

namjoon thirst asks

none yet!

ONESHOTS

to the touch (f)

⇁ brother's best friend au, ft. brother!yoongi, bbf!jimin | 5.2k

↳ he's back

alone (a)

⇁ unrequited love (?) au | 1.1k

↳ you'll never be ready

never yours (a)

⇁ infidelity au, cheater!jimin |. 0.9k

↳ the truth prevails even if it hurts

cold (f)

⇁ friends to lovers au, tsundere!jimin | 3.3k

↳ where jimin is ice cold but he wants you to warm him up (not in the way you think)

REQUESTS/MINIS

jimin thirst asks

none yet!

ONESHOTS

choices (a)

⇁ enemies to lovers au, assassin au, target!taehyung| 1.2k

↳ some choices are harder than others

bodyguard (f) (a) (m)

⇁ enemies to lovers au, bodyguard au, boss!taehyung | 2.1k

↳ you protect taehyung from people but forget about the biggest threat—yourself.

⤑ extras: i (m)

REQUESTS/MINIS

taehyung thirst asks

rival!tae ⇁ (a) (m)

children talk ⇁ (a)

SERIES

bad boy good thing (f) (a) (m)

⇁ best friend to lovers au, fuckboy!jungkook | 88.7k [completed]

↳ a series of drabbles where you're confused and jungkook is confusing

ONESHOTS

manners maketh women (a)

⇁ kingsman!au, galahad!jungkook | 2.6k

↳ kingsman or alternatively: you trying to dismantle the patriarchy by pissing off your partner

forget him (a)

⇁ unrequited love au, ft. jin | 1.1k

↳ he wants you to see him

REQUESTS/MINIS

jk thirst asks

he loves you, he loves you not ⇁ (a) (m)

cheater!jk ⇁ (a)

shy!jk & fuckgirl!oc ⇁ (m)

↳ check out my ask responses here!

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cinnaminsvga · 3 years

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a love that endures preview | Yoongi

→ summary:

“Oh come on! Just go say hi to him already,” Seokjin huffs. He wiggles his eyebrows irritatingly, striking you with the urge to shave them off in retaliation. “I could feel your ‘God, I miss his dick’ vibes from across the room!”

“I do not emit dick thirst vibes,” you respond hotly, swatting him in the tit. You pause, considering. “Wait, but do you think he misses my p—”

“Say no more,” Seokjin interrupts, a wicked smirk gracing his lips. His gaze is fixed somewhere behind you, but you have a sinking suspicion you know why he looks like he’s won the lottery. “Speaking of the devil, look who’s coming over to say hello!”

{or alternatively: Yoongi and Y/N. Y/N and Yoongi. High school sweethearts that were never meant to be, until a high school reunion ten years later manages to reignite a flame that never quite burnt out.}

→ genre: high school reunion!au, exes to lovers, fluff, humor, minor angst → warnings: shy!yoongi and shy!oc live rent free in my brain, mutual pining is poggers, hoseok and seokjin feature in this and they aren’t evil for once in a cinnaminsvga fic, vaguely implied smut but it’s pg-13 because i’m a wimp → words: anticipated 15K → a/n: are you ever, like, irritatingly aware of how in love you are with someone? because that’s me while writing this fic. this fic was supposed to be 6-7K in length since it was a commission, but then i kept writing and well... here we are!! i hope to get this out before the end of the year but i thought it’d be nice to release a preview just so you guys know i’m still alive. or whatever. anyway!! enjoy!!

After ten years of radio silence, Min Yoongi is in your orbit once again.

In the grand scheme of things, ten years wasn’t all that long. Four years in university had passed by in a blur, and the absolute chaos that ensued right after you graduated as you scrambled to secure a job and move out of your hometown had made the days seem shorter than they actually were. You had not even noticed that time was passing until you found that cream envelope waiting for you one day after work, your alma mater’s school crest painfully recognizable even after all these years.

During all that time, the world around you shifted without you noticing, and that meant people were changing too.

Yoongi is 28 now. And so are you, after many months of denial. You have not seen each other since you were both 18—both of you far too young to know about any of the things you would experience in the next ten years. He might have grown taller a little since then, something you are sure that your brother will find amusing. His hair is not dyed like you remembered, as he has opted to keep it his natural dark black that you have not seen since you were both in middle school. It is styled differently too: combed over and jelled back, with his bangs pushed back and his forehead on full display. When he turns his head to the side, a gasp spills past your lips before you can stop it.

“Is that a fucking undercut?” you mutter in shock, your eyes straining out of their sockets as you try to drink him in. Even under the dim lighting of the ballroom, his new haircut is hard to miss. No one else seems to be undergoing the same mental collapse as you, judging by how everyone’s attention is still fixated on the person speaking at the podium. How the hell is no one else losing their fucking minds to the sight of Min Yoongi with a fucking undercut? Some questions are impossible to answer, you surmise.

When you decided to attend the reunion, you had not once thought about how Yoongi would look like. Somehow, you had developed this stagnant picture of him in your head, even after all these years. To you, he will always be the boy with the stark blonde hair, the mismatched eyelids, the pouty lips, the dumpling cheeks. He is the boy who can’t wear his own contact lenses to save his life, the boy who sometimes wears his favorite leather jacket to sleep, the boy who only drinks Americanos like it was water.

Gone are those days, you realize. That image of him has been smashed to pieces, instead replaced by this dashing (and incredibly hot) man—a stranger. A stranger with unbleached (and healthy) hair, a jawline sharp enough to cut glass. He has his glasses kept away, and there is no leather jacket in sight.

But you can see him, if you look hard enough. The same spark in his eye, the same curve of his lips. You catch him smiling for a second, and his cheeks still puff up like dough. Maybe it’s just hopeless thinking, but you see him. It’s still him. To you, he will always be your 18 year old Min Yoongi, the one who would greet you with a sweet kiss on the forehead every time you would—

Raucous applause breaks you from your train of thought, and you blink rapidly in surprise. You have to forcibly pull yourself out of your Yoongi-induced trance, clapping alongside everyone without really knowing what was going on. All of the extra noise sounds like buzzing in your ears, especially when it is drowned out by the roar of your blood rushing to your head all at once.

“Once again, I’d like to thank you all for coming tonight. We will begin the program right after dinner, so please feel free to help yourselves to the buffet! Cheers everyone!” You faintly hear your old schoolmate speak, before her voice is quickly overrun by the commotion of people walking over to the extravagant display of food. It takes a moment for the crowd of heads to disperse, so when you can finally look back to where you last saw Yoongi, he is no longer alone.

Hoseok has his arm slung around Yoongi, his infectious laughter loud enough to be heard over clinking plates and silverware. The two look as different as night and day, with Hoseok practically bouncing from excitement and Yoongi rolling his eyes from annoyance. But it is easy to see that his pout is nothing but a ruse; you can already see the beginnings of a smile tugging at his lips.

You feel your own seams breaking, unwittingly sporting a grin of your own. It is nice to know that Yoongi hasn’t been alone all this time, that he still seems close with his old best friend. You cannot count the number of friendships that you have lost over time, and you still grieve many of them during your quiet moments. Alas, it was often never even anyone’s fault, the strains of adulthood often being the biggest dealbreakers in your relationships.

“Enjoying yourself? I didn’t think we’d share the same voyeuristic tendencies,” says a voice, creeping up behind you. Now, normal people would not usually expect other sane people to invade your personal space and breathe directly into your ear, but that’s just your humble opinion. What you do know is that one certain individual enjoys breaking the mold when it comes to societal norms, and it is none other than…

“Jesus fucking Christ!” You shriek, nearly suckerpunching the offending degenerate in the face. You barely hold back your fist from connecting with his face, but your resulting irritation remains. Whether that irritation is because you regret actually holding back or not will unfortunately also have to remain unanswered. “Oh God, it’s you.”

“Oh, no need for that. Most people usually call me Seokjin,” he snickers, thoroughly enjoying your flushed face. Kim Seokjin pats you on the shoulder, his trademark “pretty boy” smile still as radiant as you remembered. It does nothing to quell your urge to raise your fists again, however. “Hello, Y/N. Fancy seeing you here!”

“The feeling is not mutual,” you snort. Much like how Yoongi was with Hoseok, your derision is nothing but a rouse. As much as you want to kick Seokjin in the nuts, you also cannot ignore how much you want to hug him the slimy bastard—but you definitely will not be the first one to admit it. So like the tsundere that you are, you decide to insult him instead. “Don’t you have other things to do? Or rather, people to do?”

“My heart! You wound me,” he gasps, grasping his chest as though he’d been shot. “How could you say that to your best friend in the entire world? Don’t you know how much I missed you?”

“Easy. I do it because the only other alternative would lead me straight to prison,” you shrug, but the grin is forming fast on your face. This time, you don’t jolt away when he closes in for a hug. “And I guess I miss you too,” you say, your words slightly muffled into his chest. Like always, he sees through your prickly act because as much as you like to pretend, Kim Seokjin is kind of amazing—loose bolts and all.

“It’s nice to know that your tongue hasn’t lost its edge, though I suppose I wouldn’t be intimately knowledgeable in that area. After all, I still am very much a raging homosexual and pussy isn’t really my forte,” Seokjin guffaws, his volume causing a few nearby guests to raise their heads up in alarm. You bow at them, sheepishly apologizing on his behalf before grabbing him by the collar.

#btsghostie #bts x reader #bts scenarios #yoongi x reader #yoongi scenarios #my wips #look at me writing a fic when im in the middle of my finals season HAHAHAH #like you would never ever catch me writing except during the times when i shouldnt be #but yea this is probs coming out after christmas bc i have another thing releasing on that day (winkies)#but definitely coming out before new years so!! im so excited for this!!#i havent been this pumped for a fic since a boy like you LMAO #and you can bet your butts that this is gonna be equally if not sweeter than that one #who the fuck is angst? idk #okay this fic will have like 2% angst but HEY if you can drink 2% milk and not notice then you can read this fic #dont worry tbh its like baby angst.... 2020 is weird bc i really did become a fluff writer and it be like that sometimes!!#see yall soon syub syub

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kingsuckjin · 3 years

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Saw this floating around and thought it’d be funny to do : Assign your moots with a fanfiction trope and a member?

Hmmmm lucky for me I have a whole gc devoted to my friends as bts members. I have many moots but I’ll just tag the ones I know won’t beat me up later 😂 hopefully.

@btsaudge is definitely my silly, kind, tsundere yoongi. She’s very supportive, a true friend and isn’t afraid to say how she feels. I have so much respect for her even though I jokingly disrespect her on a daily basis 😂 I think I’ll give her enemies to lovers

@baepsaesbae is my stronk but goofy baby Jungkook who feeds my stupidity irl we would probably be tackling each other or play fighting. I’ll give her the good old vampire/werewolf/monster trope cause she’s a badass.

@ddaengyoonmin (Z you’re gonna hate me for this but) is my whole sunshine and really cares about helping others and making others feel better just like Hobi. Z is so passionate about things and I’ll always love and support them no matter what. Z is a fairytale au in my eyes, maybe even a dark one sometimes.

@heyitsayjayy is my voice of reason Namjoon or sometimes she is my “let’s burn this house down and rip them apart to defend you” she’s definitely that super smart chill and funny mom friend. She’s got a big heart for other people and is a big problem solver. Her mind and intelligence never ceases to amaze me. Okay she’s definitely the “only one bed” trope.

@chloefran is my jimin, she’s gorgeous, flirty, sweet but I’m fully confident she will rip you apart if you get on her bad side. She’s probably the sweetest yet silliest person ever and everything about her is just so dreamy and wrapped in softness. She’s hands down the coffee shop au.

@withluv-gigi is always going to be my Taehyung, she dresses well, is unbelievably funny and I will protect her with my life. Together we are the two biggest goofballs, she gets me laughing until it hurts sometimes. She’s so creative and looks at things so differently than others. Gi, I’m giving you the “oh no! We’re trapped somewhere alone together, guess we have to make out now!” Trope

And as for Jin, I’d say me but if I had to pick a mutual that gives off the most Jin vibes it’s @iridescentjin it’s so fun talking to her because we’re so similar and have the same kind of dumb humor. Every conversation with her is like an adventure, she just gets me I think. We are both over the top and we both love too much. She’s a crack fic 😂 undeniably, we both have that energy.

#moots as tropes #moots as members

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yoongailrecs · 4 years

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Min Yoongi Fic Recs Masterlist

Note: If some links aren’t working, please feel free to send me a message! I’ll be adding more fics every weekend. Thanks and enjoy!

@bangtan-dreamland

One Shots

Rain - angst, a little fluff

“Yoongi spends too much time at the studio, leaving you to wake alone in your house all too often. But it’s okay. After all, it’s all too easy to notice the hints lying around- and the ring sitting hidden in the drawer the biggest clue of all.”

@chillingtae

One Shots

Baby Maker - fluff, smut

“Your husband is mildly surprised at your request when he arrives home from work, but it doesn’t take you long to convince him that a baby is just what you both need.”

@cinnaminsvga

One Shots

A Boy Like You - fluff

“for whenever you are feeling low, always remember that there is a boy you know who would lift the sky for you.

{or alternatively: Min Yoongi loves you, though he never says it. He’s always been a firm believer in that actions speak louder than any words ever could.}”

Churro Chumps - fluff, humor/crack

“Hey Y/N. If I’m 130 pounds and I eat 1.3 pounds of churros, does that make me 1% churro?” -Min Yoongi, 2017

{or alternatively: two idiots with their two functioning brain cells try to make a Christmas miracle}”

Neighborly Etiquette - fluff, slight angst

“Based on this prompt [x]. You and your boyfriend live across from Yoongi’s apartment, much to his chagrin. Your laughter and dancing and bed creaking were seriously annoying him, until it stops. Then, Yoongi finds himself knocking on your door. And no, he’s definitely not there to comfort you. No way.”

@dinoyoongi

One Shots

Home for Christmas - fluff, angst

“Accompanying Yoongi to Big Hit’s fancy holiday party, you take advantage of the open bar and spiked cider to help rid you of your homesickness. Who would have thought that your tolerance for bourbon was so low?”

@dovechim

One Shots

Tsundere - angst, smut

“according to the rumours, min yoongi is a bad apple- doesn’t take grades seriously, drinks as if he has two livers, a certified bad boy™. when you get paired up with him for a project, you’d never expect that someone like him would have a thing or two to teach you about life itself- and how it should be lived.”

Series

The Singularity Theory 01 | 02 | 03 - angst, fluff, smut

“in your last year of undergrad, you find out what a gloryhole is at the expense of your final year thesis. it’s a classic example of a psychology experiment that went way, way wrong.

but how were you to know that a certain min yoongi would be sticking his dick into your life?”

@floralseokjin

One Shots

;first and last and always - angst, fluff

“You and Yoongi broke up two months ago. It was mutual, you’re positive, but there’s one teeny tiny issue… You never told your parents, and now they’ve invited you back home for Christmas. Both of you. You can’t say no, but you also can’t bear to go alone, so you do the only thing you can think of, plead with Yoongi to come with you and pretend like everything’s okay…”

drabbles

Hold Me Tight - angst

“the end of a relationship comes slowly but suddenly”

@gossamie

One Shots

the things i said when i loved you. - fluff, angst, and a li’l humor

“listen to the past two years of your relationship with yoongi, as told in a series of voicemails.”

twelve minutes in tokyo. - angst, slight fluff

“Yoongi wakes up only to relive the same twelve minutes that ended in tragedy over again. He is quick to realize that this is the universe’s cruel way— or divine intervention— of deciding the fate of his relationship.”

@ggukieslovin

Drabble Requests

01 - fluff

“Hii! I'll fill your box 😂😂 So... making out with Yoongi and you're doing crazy with his marvelous tongue and he can't keep his hands off your bubble bum. Have fun ❤.”

@hiimbo

One Shots

siren - smut

“you’re willing to do anything to get out of having your license revoked after officer min catches you speeding for the third time this month.”

@hobidreams

Series

The Early Shift 01 | 02 | 03 - smut, angst, fluff

“your coworker yoongi is always infuriatingly late. except the one time he’s much too early.”

drabbles

@httpjeon

One Shots

Show - smut

“yoongi decides to show the boys how he makes his girl cum with his mouth alone”

the cockpile: love birds - smut, fluff

“being an adventurous couple has led you down a strange path of amateur pornography with your boyfriend Min Yoongi. you’re dubbed the Love Birds.”

@inkofyoongi

One Shots

Blow - smut, fluff

“Yoongi loves you, even if he’s never said it… but gestures sometimes speak louder than words.”

@itsamejin

Series

Goodbye 01 - angst

“Yoongi watched silently as you exited the car and out of his life, but he can’t help but feel a sense of panic at the thought of you leaving him for good.”

Leave Me 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 - angst

“He’s cheating and you’re aware. You just don’t know what to do about it.”

@jamaisjoons

One Shots

tongue tech - smut

“Yoongi turns you on with that tongue technology”

@jiminssizzles

One Shots

autumn leaves - angst, fluff

“the one where you and Yoongi are lighting fall-scented candles.”

first things first. - fluff, slight angst and crack

“Both Yoongi and Namjoon deserve you, but you can only pick one. What do you do when your bestfriend, Taehyung, put the matter in his own hands, leaving you with no choice but to just trust fate?”

if the world was ending - fluff, slight angst and crack

“The soulmate system works on your side of the world, only it activates after you turn 20 years old.”

Series

Track 2: Afterglow - angst, fluff, smut and a little crack

Part of the Taylor Swift Mixtape Series

“Gail just went to the BTS fanmeet with her bestfriend, Eunice, to see Namjoon. She did not expect that her boyfriend from Omegle will see her there – and that Omegle boyfriend is Min Yoongi.”

Sparks Fly - fluff, slight angst

“It’s Gail’s birthday in a few hours… What do you do, Yoongi?“

@jimlingss

One Shots

Primae Noctis - smut

“Marrying Jungkook is your greatest fortune, but before you can leave the land forever, you owe one last favour towards Lord Min. As the lord of the land, he has the right to deflower you and you will happily allow him to do so.”

Series

She’s Testosterone 01 | 02 | 03.1 | 03.2 - fluff, crack, smut

“Drop dead gorgeous, cute and sassy - you adore your best friend. But is there more beneath the surface? Who exactly is Min Yoonji?”

The Truth Between Us 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 - fluff, angst, drama

co-written by @gukyi

“a book deal should be the most exciting time of your life, but there seems to be a constant and omnipresent damper on your mood in the form of a certain min yoongi, who you would just cut out from your life, if he weren’t your editor. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.”

@joonary

One Shots

the way to your heart - fluff, humor

“when your office christmas party’s secret santa gives you absolutely no context on what kind of gift he wants, you have no choice but to get to know him better.”

@joonbird

Series

Wildest Moments 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 - fluff, angst, smut

“Min Yoongi is forbidden territory. And although you both know better, the two of you just can’t seem to stay apart.”

@katobobato

One Shots

Teach Me - fluff

“In which you use learning a language as an excuse to tell Yoongi how much you love him.”

@knamjooned

One Shots

Time Skip - fluff, angst, thriller

“34D 14H 46M 57S. 55S. 40S. The soulclock seemed to be skipping numbers, counting down much faster than the other’s soulclocks were. As it began to skip minutes, Yoongi realized he needed to find you before time ran out.”

@minnpd

One Shots

Dancing With The Devil - smut

“At first, Yoongi was just another handsome face with a charming mouth, stroking your ego while you laughed at his terrible jokes and topped off his drink twice as much as you charged him for. It was fun to flirt with the customers, an exhilarating game of cat and mouse that never went beyond the doors of the club. Until Yoongi.”

@out-of-jams

One Shots

A Toast - smut, fluff

“Who cared that you had a whole wedding reception waiting for your arrival? Besides, did they really expect any less when your groom had shown up to the altar with newly dyed black hair and an undercut?”

Series

Cheers If You Agree 01 | 02 | 03 - fluff

“If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t know who you were or even how to get into contact with you, Yoongi wouldn’t be posting all over Weverse for anyone to see. Not that he thought anyone would be smart enough to put the pieces of the puzzle together with how many people responded to his posts anyway.

Except you. He hoped you could.”

@personasintro

One Shots

Next Door - smut, fluff

“Your neighbor doesn’t respect your complaints about him being loud, but you don’t let it slide so easily.”

Stay High - smut, fluff, angst

“You’ve to stay high to keep your ex out of your mind when he comes back into your life.”

@ppersonna

One Shots

make me - smut, fluff

“an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.”

the landlord - smut, fluff

“your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave. good thing your hot landlord, yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.”

@scriptaed

One Shots

behind closed doors - angst

“after falling for your already taken best friend, min yoongi, your confession results in a less than surprising fall out. three years later, you find yourself at your own wedding, except whom the last millisecond of each one of your heartbeats is beating for isn’t the groom; it’s him.”

it isn’t love. - heavy angst, fluff

“it all happened too fast. first, he held you in his arms in the couch of your living room, and next, he had packed all of his belongings and left you to an abandoned apartment without warning. now, he’s known as suga of bts and the only way you can cross paths with the renowned star once again is to win a date with his bandmate, kim namjoon.”

tell me that you love me. - angst

“sometimes letting go is the hardest thing to do - a cruel lesson that comes crashing on the both of you when the unexpected occurs: a mutual fall out of love.”

@searchingtae

One Shots

Morning Star - angst

“When Yoongi fell from heaven, he never once regretted the reasons leading up to his fall. What he does regret was bringing you into this.”

@softlyjiminie

One Shots

nine months from now - smut, angst, fluff

“this was not supposed to happen. this was never in the plan. a sudden, unexpected turn of events leads you into a world of baby bottles and baby grows, it just so happens that the cause of this mess is your boss…min yoongi.”

@sugalarity

Drabble Requests

01 - angst, fluff

“i'm not sure if you do requests, but can you please do a yoongi drabble that is a soulmate!au? something with shooky shooky keeps on playing in yn's head on repeat and yoongi is kinda annoyed because he hears it too. but for a twist, make it angst. 😂”

@thestorytellerofkpop

One Shots

In My Head - angst

“Yoongi is slowly distancing himself away from you, and you can’t help but fall victim to the insecurities in your mind as you can’t help but ask: why?”

@yeontanismypresident

Series

I’m Done 01 | 02 | 03 - fluff, angst,

no summary

@yoonia

One Shots

Undo - angst, smut

“You were his soulmate, that part he knew well. Until one day he didn’t want you anymore. He couldn’t, when all he could see from you was light and all he felt within himself was darkness. Your love has gone cold as he retreated from you, burying himself deep in the dark. But what happened when Yoongi had to watch you start over with somebody else, when Yoongi let his selfishness gain control on him of you.”

drabbles

Series/Drabble Request

Reflections 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 - angst

“Yoongi + “How could I ever forget about you" + Angst | for anon”

@yoongi-sugaglider

Series

Forget Me Not 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 - angst, fluff

“Yoongi + “How could I ever forget about you" + Angst | for anon”

#masterlist #m.list #mlist #yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff #yoongi angst #yoongi smut #yoongi fic #yoongi #min yoongi #yoongi fic recs #yoongi fic rec

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staygoldjimin · 5 years

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About to drop some amazing fanfictions I’ve been reading lately. I literally have to share these because god they blow my mind. I’m so HOOKED.

Here we go! ALSO please be warned: a lot of these have some dark tags in them! Not all are soft fanfics!

I've loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more by SerendipitylovesJikook

Jungkook, the most dangerous vampire to ever exist on earth awakens after centuries of being sealed away to a new world, where vampires live in the shadows among humans. Jungkook has a score to settle with the witches who killed his lover and sealed him away. But his plans of revenge are drilled when he learns that his lover was reincarnated as a human- Jungkook is then ushered into a world of the living, a world of sensuality beyond his imagination.

Ships: Jikook Commentary: THIS. DAMN. FIC. RIGHT HERE. WOW.

Baby we both know that the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day...by myheartandsoulbelongtonamjoon

Jeon Jungkook was looking for something to give his life meaning. Granted, the mafia may not have been the best option, but he was desperate and desperation leads to decisions we shouldn't make. When he joins Kim Namjoon's crime organization he finally feels like he has a home, though his attraction to the mob boss makes things more dangerous than he could have foreseen.

Add in Park Jimin, one of the heads of a rival crime family--and Namjoon's ex-boyfriend--and you have more drama than any soap opera could ever offer. Love can be deadly and all three of the actors involved will learn this firsthand.

Ships: Minjoon, NamKook, Taegi, Vkook and 2seok Commentary: Istg if you guys have not read a single fanfic from myheartandsoulbelongtonamjoon you should slap yourself in the face. lol kidding. their fics are SO GOOD. They’ll have you on edge. They’ll have you hooked. They’ll have you going through a rollercoaster of emotions. This one particular will have you hurt one minute, cheering the next then biting your nails waiting for the next chapter lol! Their balance with love, drama, action and everything else is extremely good.

What I Never Knew I Always Wanted by Ninjava

Jimin knew he was weak for big brown eyes, nose scrunches, and adorable smiles. He was just under the impression he only had to worry about the eyes, nose, and smiles of his five year old daughter--not her piano teacher.

Ships: Jikook Commentary: I honestly was NOT expecting this fic to be this good. Now I’m hooked waiting impatiently for the next chapter. Soft cute Jungkook? Military slightly tsundere Jimin with a soft side?? EVEN CUTER, ADORABLE DAUGHTER? AhhhhhhhHHhHHhh! There’s no rushing. No immediately together after the first chapter. Is that a spoiler? woops lmfao. It’s well paced and very well written. I can’t get over Military Jimin though wow.

The black fox by Crankymochi

Detective Jeon Jungkook finally made it off the desk job to his first case. Of course it was a hopeless one, taking down the black fox clan. But with the help of a new lead in the form of a very georgous blonde man sitting in interrogation room 3, he might just crack this case.

"Are you a good person detective?", Jimin asked out of nowhere. "Depends on who you ask", Jungkook let out a fake laugh. "Same goes for me", the blonde said.

Ships: jikook Commentary: JFKHKJFHKDHGF Criminal Jimin is the biggest little shit in this one LOL. There’s so many questions though that will have you paranoid and anxious for the updates. All I got to say about Jungkook is...OH NO BABY WHAT IS YOU DOIING?? This author also has a trailer for this fanfic and it’s EXTREMELY GOOD. it’s HERE

What’s a Soul Really Worth, Anyway? by thisneedsmorefilth

Jungkook and his coven summon a demon for Samhain. The issue is getting him to leave.

Six witches wrongly assume that just because you CAN summon something like Jimin, that you SHOULD.

Ships: Jikook Commentary: Witches, demons, angst OH MY! I can’t pass up powerful demon Jimin he’s just too badass! Although he’s a major ass in this fic, but DON’T WORRY I’M ABSOLUTELY SURE IT WILL GET BETTER. IT BROKE MY HEART TOO BUT I’M STILL WAITING FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER. Jungkook and the gang kicks ass too!

Orange Puzzle by JJ_army

Namjoon feels empty, lonely and lost. Reason why he decides to buy an hybrid. To keep him company, to give him a reason to come back home early instead of working up until ungodly hours of the night. When he sees the orange haired hybrid, he just knows it's the hybrid he's looking for. Grumpy, apparently angry with the world and cute, Park Jimin is a puzzle, one that Namjoon suddenly decides he wants to desperately solve.

Ships: Minjoon and taejin THIS FANFIC HAS TRIGGERS SUCH AS RAPE/NONCONSENT AND MANY MORE PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Commentary: Even though they eat a lot of pasta and watch movies all the time this fanfiction is hella cute and I liked that it’s not fast paced. Slow burn indeed. Poor Jiminie :( and cute soft Namjoon uwu

OKAY THIS NEXT ONE SOME REALLY DARK TRIGGERS. SUCH AS RAPE/PROSTITUTION. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. If These Legs Could Walk by QuadeNomen, WISTLEMOE

Things at the hostel Jimin’s uncle owns are simple. Jimin does as he’s told and he gets to stay. Or, it should be simple. If Jimin could get around like a normal person, help like a normal person, then maybe doing what he was told would only entail the simplicity of housework and chores. But Jimin’s been incapable of walking since the accident that killed his parents. Simple things like housework and chores aren’t really something he’s capable of. So maybe his stepfather had a different way Jimin could help bring in revenue. As another man he doesn’t know opens Jimin’s useless legs he lets his mind drift away, wondering how far he could be by now if he could just run away.

Ships: Yoonmin and side Namjin Commentary: ah my heart bleeds for Jimin in this one but it’s so good. Yoongi is such a cutie too. Makes me want to cry and sing serendipity. That’s it! I have SO many more to list but I’ll wait for another day to post those! Sorry if my commentaries are not good I suck with words lol. I hope you guys check these out and end up liking them! Please comment on them! I feel so bad for some of the authors not receiving much love for their work. THEY’RE AMAZING.

#bts #bts army #bts fanfic #jikook #yoonmin #minjoon

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jos-corner-of-the-world · 5 years

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I,S,T,U,and X for the fanfic asks😊

Guilty pleasures in reading are Sterek from teen wolf. 😂😂 As for writing, honestly I just love writing the snarky, savage conversations.

Troupes I can't resist are the tsundere guys. They're cold and seem heartless but have the biggest hearts and the biggest capacity to love

As for troupes I can't stand, non fandom related, but in watching dramas I HATE the amnesia troupe. When used well I love it. When excuted poorly, it drives me insane.

Three favorite fic writers?!

Well I can't post about fics and NOT mention my better half, my partner in heist, my brosephine @thedarkbathtub . Y'all don't know how many times we've brainstormed together or how much her writing (and her as a human 😛) have meant to my life the last almost 2 years. Also...Hiro is the most amazing character ever created.

@shiek13 who is bae and starter and amazing person/writer rolled into one.

@winemom-yoongi as well! I miss you tons melting bitch 😍

Character I enjoy making suffer...

MINGYU

🤷😂😂😂

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seokkgenie · 6 years

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Prompt list: 39&93 for reader x Yoongi? And can you make it as fluffy as a freaking japanese cheesecake? thankyouloveyoubye 🍯❤🤧

“Who cares if they saw?” + “You’re just a little baby”

A/N- I’ve never had Japanese Cheesecake, but I hope this is okay, nevertheless

Drabbles

You didn’t often think about ending up on a hospital bed, but on those rare occasions when you did, you always imagined yourself to be surrounded by love and support. Having your boyfriend sitting on the edge of your weirdly comfortable bed, glaring at you was not a part of the imagination.

“Stop it, Yoongi.” You sighed, pulling the thin, white blanket over yourself.

“This is all your fault.” He stated, gritting his teeth. You had seen your boyfriend’s anger before, but this didn’t seem like it. He was clearly sulking about something, and you had a fair idea of what it might be.

“Excuse me?” you asked, huffing in protest, “I didn’t know this would happen, okay?”

“I told you to take it easy.” He scolded, repeating his lecture, “How did you manage to exhaust yourself to the point where you fainted?”

You rolled your eyes at him, “Please! You’re just mad that your friends saw you crying.”

His nose flared with anger, his pale cheeks tinted pink with embarrassment, “Fuck you for falling down and freaking me out.”

You smirked, ready to tease him, “Who knew the great Min Yoongi cared so much about a mere mortal like myself?”

He was shooting daggers at your sleeping form. He said, in a low tone, “They’re never going to let me live.”

You laughed, nodding and agreeing with him. It wasn’t often that the seemingly cool-headed business Min Yoongi let people see his emotions, especially his tears. His friends were clearly shocked, yet glad that they could tease him about it. You remembered how Seokjin had snickered as he imitated how your boyfriend had lost his shit when he got a phone call from the hospital. Taehyung had even memorized what Yoongi had said and repeated it all. Jungkook had held your hand and showed you how Yoongi had had done the same and cried when you were in the ER, anemic and unconscious.

“It’s okay to show some human emotion, Yoongs. Especially when you thought your girlfriend was going to die.” You tried to lighten the mood by using the one nickname that he approved of.

He looked at you again, the mild irritation receding from his eyes. A softer look replaced it briefly before he looked away, pouting.

“Besides, who cares if they saw?” you try to reason with him. “They already know you’re just a big softie deep inside.”

“I am not soft.” He wrinkled his nose while uttering the word.

You tried to reach out to the water kept next to you, and Yoongi moved quickly to hand it to you without a word. You let out a small laugh thinking about how Jimin had been right when he described Yoongi as the biggest tsundere to ever exist.

You looked at him after placing the water back in its original place. You loved a lot of things about Yoongi, but what always warmed your heart and made your stomach flutter was the cute little pout he always had when he was annoyed or upset. His lower lip would jut out slightly, his cheeks seemingly a little puffier and he always spoke with the pout still intact on his mouth.

You couldn’t help a fond smile from forming on your face. You were practically looking at him with hearts in your eyes, when he spoke, “I hate you.”

He seemed like an immature child who didn’t get his way, and you grabbed his hand and made him sit close to you. “I know, baby.”

He crossed his arms, his eyes focused on the floor, even more annoyed at how lightly you were taking everything.

You poked him in his side, “Aww! Is my Lil Meow Meow angry?”

His head shot up and he glared at you again, “Stop fucking calling me that.”

You smirked, and deliberately made it a point to say it in a cutesy, sing-song manner, as though you were speaking to a child, “But you’re my Lil Meow Meow.”

“Shut up.” He said, but his ears were turning pink with embarrassment and you knew he secretly enjoyed the nickname. “I’m a grown man. I’m not little. Or a cat.”

You laughed, sitting up using your hands for support and placing a soft kiss on his pouty lips, “You’re just a little baby.”

Before he could argue, you kissed him again, your lips lingering on his for a little longer, “A soft little baby who worries about his girlfriend,” you added.

He sighed, giving up and resigning himself to the fact that he would have to deal with his friends and his girlfriend teasing him for weeks to come.

He moved forward, placing his hands on your shoulders and kissing you lips once before standing up. “Get some sleep, now.”

“Okay, but only if you promise to cuddle.” You said, uncharacteristically pouting up at him.

“What’s wrong with you?” he joked, and you could see him trying hard to keep himself from smiling. “Why are you trying to be cute?”

“Bitch, please, I don’t need to try.” You said, scooting over slowly and patting on the spot next to you. He shook his head, as though judging your lack of humility and climbed in next to you slowly. His hands were around you now, one of them tracing small circles on your side. You placed your head on his shoulder and put an arm across his stomach, holding him close. You could smell his cologne and you sighed into his neck.

He whispered, and you had to pay close attention to understand him, “Don’t overexert yourself again. You’re good at your job, but you need to take a step back and relax sometimes.”

“I know.” you said, his warmth spreading to you and his words causing your heart to do a little flip.

“I love you.” He said, kissing your temple gently.

“I love you too, Lil Meow Meow.” You said, and you could see his gummy smile from the corner of your eyes.

Masterlist

#bts imagine #bts fluff #yoongi imagine #yoongi fluff #suga imagine

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softnspicytofu · 6 years

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S and L please!! Unrelated but I really love your blog!! I hope you have a nice day/night!!! 💖💖

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

vmin being soulmates, whether platonically or romantically and that they’re always a package deal, you can’t have one or the other.

Also, that Yoongi is (not so secretly) a big fluffy tsundere bear that has the biggest soft spot for everybody.

L: What’s the weirdest AU you’ve ever come up with?

This answer is going to be boring, but I haven’t really thought up of a weird one yet...sorry >

Fanfic ask

And ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, thank you so much anon you’re so sweet 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 it makes me so happy, i hope you’ll continue to enjoy the blog and all things BTS!

#thank you for sending it through #answered #askbox answered #Anonymous

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ao3feed-yoonjin · 6 years

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Sophisticated

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2rb26Rm

by Chronix

Hoseok really can’t believe how someone like him exists in this world. He’s handsome, rich, smart, and a son of one of the biggest fashion company to ever exist. Life is amazing and everything seems to be going well until his parents put him to the test to see if he is indeed worthy enough to take over the company. With a confident smile he accepts the challenge, thinking that one week would be enough to finish a runway project. Turns out that he’s dead wrong, and immediately thinks about giving up. But then a certain band catches his eyes, and an idea eventually goes in his wonderful mind.

Adrift is an indie band that Namjoon leads. You have your tsundere drummer, a flirty second guitarist, an idiot bassist, and a shy vocalist. They don’t get much but it’s what they're doing that matters. Namjoon hates people that think money is the only thing that makes the world go around. So when a person like Hoseok hired him, he just wanted to laugh and punch the smug look off his face.

Words: 2074, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: namseok, yoonjin, Kim Taehyung | V/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Rich Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Romance, Romantic Comedy, Male-Female Friendship, Heavy use of memes

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2rb26Rm

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #yoonjin

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kingstape-remade-blog · 6 years

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Hello! Hobi anon again!! Hobi is my bias but my heart is so soft for yoongi. From his pouty lips when he talks, to his tsundere tendencies, to his gummy smile he shows when he’s really happy. It saddens me when they say yoongi is cold hearted when he really has the biggest heart in the group. Seeing him become happy makes me happy and it’s the best feeling ever. I want to wrap him in bubble wrap so the world can’t hurt him.

i used to think that yoongi is cold when i got into bts but i think hes changed through the years and let his facade become more soft and true to what he is inside!! a lot of newer fans call him cold and im like.. this guy calls himself a honey boy

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idealistic-imaginings · 7 years

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idealistic-imaginings BTS Fic Rec (Summer 2017)

If I’m gonna reblog fics, I’m gonna do it right. In an organized and set fashion. And sure I’m a complete no one, but these fics deserve love and attention because they’re all beautiful in their own way. And hey if this fic rec catches at least one persons eye, then I’ll be satisfied.

You’re gonna see a lot of the same authors...possibly their whole masterlist.

Once again I am a no one, but I’ve actually decided to do an endless series of fic recs because they’re constantly gonna be new stories to find and share. Some fic recs could be seasonal (as in I discovered them in that season, THIS), Memorable (these fics are ones that have strongly affected me and as it says are memorable), YouNeedaCheckIt (Chaptered stories, I’m keeping up with) and masterlist (a list of fics I’ve fell in love with in particular, in a persons masterlist, or several people’s. Basically gonna tell you who I stalked.)

I also just started reblogging (August2017) fics so theres a ton of hidden jewels I’ve read, but lost. Or haven’t read yet.

Ah Summer, the warmest season of the year. In the northern hemisphere it is linked to vacations, the end of school, and fun. Fun in the sun. For me it’s a time to finally take a break from school and relax. Hang out with friends, family and it is filled with opportunities to read fanfics. So with that heres my Summer fic rec... (there’s lowkey way more fics I’ve read this summer but those will go in SEVERAL other lists)

Kim Seokjin:

Show me by @floralseokjin (Seokjin x Reader)

W|C: 14,138 AU: College Genre: smut, fluff, little angst Summary: your friend Jin has a proposition for you that you can’t seem to refuse, no matter how hard you try.

Great Romances of the 21st Century by @floralseokjin (Seokjin x Reader)

W|C: 12,799 AU: Highschool Genre: drama, fluff, smut, comedy Summary: in which you must tutor the most arrogant and pretentious jerk that ever existed, who can’t seem to concentrate on anything other than football, working out and girls… but then something changes and you find yourself thinking – maybe Kim Seokjin isn’t so bad after all?

Regret by @hskswife (Seokjin x Reader)

W|C: 473 Genre: Angst Summary: I miss you, I really do.

Home Is Wherever You Are by @hijoonie (Seokjin x Reader)

W|C: 3,600 AU: Military Genre: angst, fluff Summary: Kim Seokjin believes he can face any and all things with dignity and strength - prides himself in his resilience and armoured heart. He is a brave man, through and through. The only fear he has is the inability to find his way back into your arms, which in turn would mean he has lost his way home. Because home is wherever you are.

Min Yoongi: lol why is there no Yoongi. Don’t worry Yoongi is one of my three main biases (umm my bad). See it was originally Taehyung, but then that faithful day came 150309 (did I seriously fall in love with him on his birthday) in this video , I don’t know how or why, but there was some sort of shift and I saw Min Yoongi in a different light (there weren’t any english subs even). And then I slowly fell in love with Min Yoongi, for all his layers and personas. For his tsundere complex and love for armys, his ability to say what he feels but at the same time not say anything at all. Especially his passion for music and hard working mindset, even though it makes us worry a lot about him. He’s chillaxed and easy-going and isn’t afraid to stray from the crowd, he’s comfortable and confident with who he is, but there’s so much more to him under the surface. And I really admire that about him. Also for being my spirit animal ey.

But trust me he’ll be in a whole bunch of other fic recs. Trust me, it’s just bad timing, In fact I started reblogging fics more then halfway through August. And it’s either I’ve saved those Yoongi fics to read later on. They’re a chaptered fic that hasn’t been updated in a while. Or they’re meant to be on another list.

Anyway you may be wondering who that third man is, well he’s up next. You see I don’t know how this man swerved and wiggled and danced his way into my heart. I guess it slowly happened over the course of a semester and the summertime, until finally he officially sticked. The golden hyung (who I lowkey think will kill it on broadway), a man of many talents, the happy virus, our hope, our angel. But also an amazing brother (and mother) to his BTS members, who carries such a passion for his art. In fact he’s fighting Yoongi for 1st place. As you can see from the total difference between the amount of fics I’m recing of his. (I’m sorry Taehyung)

Jung Hoseok:

Journeys Which Are Long Gone by @strawberrymarshmallowstories (Hoseok x Reader

AU: Magic Genre: Mystery Summary: Your days pass as usual, customers to meet, life to be risked with getting trapped in unknown realms. Just, the usual

Bones by @floralseokjin (Hoseok x Reader, Yoongi x Reader)

Chapters: 5 AU: College Genre: angst, smut, friends with benefits, fluff Summary: you were broken from a past relationship, and Hoseok wanted to fix you, but what price was he willing to pay? Would he end up worse off, or would you realise in time, that your best friend was the one…?

It’s Alright Honey by @strawberrymarshmallowstories (Hoseok x Reader)

Chapters: 4/? AU: Normal life Genre: Angst Summary: There had always been something underlying burning between you two, something that you never had a chance to explore as one of you had always been in a relationship. You played around with each other a lot, teasing, inviting, but always stopped when this innocent game was in danger to turn serious.

Dressed Like A Daydream by @dat-town (Hoseok x Reader)

W|C: 10,354 AU: Royalty, Cinderella Genre: adventure, fluff, romance, humour Prompt: Cinderella did not come to the party to enjoy it, but is instead an assassin tasked to kill the prince. (cr.) / I snuck into the castle to kill you, but wow you’re good with a sword, and I quite like your eyes Summary: When the Crown Princess’ best friend agrees to go to the ball instead of her, to kill Prince Hoseok and save her from an arranged marriage, that’s definitely not how she planned this.

Part of Your World by @guksthighs (Hoseok x Reader)

Chapters: 5 AU: Mermaid/Siren!Hoseok Genre: Fantasy, Angst, Fluff Request: AU where he is a merman and he tries to get you to go and live in the sea with him thanks Excerpt: ‘never trust a mermaid because they could be a siren in disguise’

Waiting For Him by @strawberrymarshmallowstories (Hoseok x Reader)

W|C: 880 Genre: slice of life, fluff Summary: When rainy evenings make you feel alone

First Meeting by @strawberrymarshmallowstories (Hoseok x Reader)

W|C: 1,360 Genre: Fluff Summary: You knew nothing about him, and he knew nothing about you. But in that moment you knew enough. His name was Hoseok.

Early Fluffy Mornings by @strawberrymarshmallowstories (Hoseok x Reader)

W|C: 1K Genre: Pure Fluff Summary: Early mornings with Hoseok were the best.

Kim Namjoon:

Mission Bad Boy by @oppamansae (Namjoon x Reader)

Chapters: 6/? AU: Highschool Genre: Angst, Humour Plot: What if you could win 100,000 Won by giving someone a makeover? But here’s the catch – you have 6 months to turn a nerdy, anti-social male into the school’s biggest heartthrob.

Park Jimin:

Young and Beautiful by @hayjeon (Jimin x Reader)

W|C: 12.6K AU: Great Gatsby Genre: angst, mentions of smut/murder, slight fluff Summary: “For a moment, all of earth and heaven held its breath as they witnessed a man who’d loved so fiercely, so unconditionally and thoroughly that he challenged god. Maybe once, the world had stood at this place, compelled into a trance at the single man who had dared to live so passionately to the greatest of human potential that one could ever comprehend nor desire to understand, faced with the man who’d dared to dream as magnificently as Park Jimin did.

Bitter Aftertaste by @hskswife (Jimin x Reader)

W|C: 689 Genre/Warning: Angst, Cheating Summary: Your love was like coffee. It had a bitter aftertaste

Kim Taehyung:

The Beautiful Creature Living In This House by @lthyl (Taehyung x Reader)

Chapters: prologue + 3/? GENRE: Horror / Angst RATED T: for mentions of esoterism, blood, death, and mature themes SYNOPSIS: It’s a rainy night when you end up getting lost in the woods and then it’s a silent night when, luckily, safety comes in a form of a strange house and a tempting man. Somehow you feel no danger with him, but, really, shouldn’t you, when the old rooms hold such a mystery and his eyes such a dark gravity?

Xeno by @oppamansae (Taehyung x Reader, Jungkook x reader)

Chapters: prologue + 8/? AU: Furturistic, Idol!JK, Scientist! Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst Plot: The best part about being an assistant in a lab was watching all new inventions come to life, although sometimes some of them fail, leaving them away in a storage room, never to be bothered with; free for the taking.

The T-Shirt Thief by @jungblue (Taehyung x Reader)

W|C: 9,812 AU: Idol Genre: fluff, smut Description: In the midst of your loneliness due to Taehyung’s absence, you decide that you need a distraction, which somehow manifests itself as going over to his apartment and stealing a t-shirt or two… or three… Request: being in a relationship with taehyung, and stealing all of his t-shirts while he’s busy with bts’ latest comeback + smut

Jeon Jungkook:

The Blue Princess and Her Red Rose by @cutaepatootie (Jungkook x Reader)

W|C: 34.8k AU: Prince!JK,Princess!Reader Genre: Angst, Fluff & Smut Summary: After all, he was her red rose, while she was just another one of the many blue roses that grew in the dying gardens of Greyria.

Portrait by @guksthighs (Jungkook x Reader)

W|C: 1.1k AU: College, Photography Genre: fluff Summary : You choose Jeongguk to work with for a project or is it because you have a crush on him? Request: oumaimafngr said: Hey, I love ur blog so much, and if requests are open I hope you’d make scenario of jk at college and he found out that his current crush is his childhood best friend thank you so much for writing great scenarios ❤❤

Untitled by @floralseokjin (Jungkook x Reader)

W|C: 1,679 Genre: angst Listen To: untitled // gdragon

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aiimaginesbts · 7 years

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Command (M)

Birthday post for badass tsundere rapper Yoongi!

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut, fluff, childhood friends AU

Word count: 2,580 words

Disclaimer/Copyright

You couldn't believe it, lips forming an 'o' of disbelief, eyes boggling at the white draw four text with black background on the small stack of cards. "What the hell? How is this even possible?!"

"Blue," Yoongi drawled, ignoring your question.

Huffing, you drew four cards from the deck and added them to the ever growing pile in your hands, not bothering to hide your vexation. You gestured wordlessly for him to continue, and he dropped a blue draw two card. "Uno."

You screamed in frustration and threw your cards at him, earning a chuckle in return. "Just what sort of voodoo are you using? It's not possible to have so many draw cards every game!"

"You're just unbelievably unlucky, y/n," his shoulders shaking in silent laughter as he picked up the cards. "Let's see, how many commands do you owe me?"

"Five," you mumbled, barely audible.

"Come again?"

"Agh!" You stormed out of the living room into your bedroom, although if you were being fair, you knew that your answer was so soft that he probably genuinely didn't hear it. But you were not in a generous mood. The fact that you lost to him so many times in a row was just illogical, even after factoring in your luck that bordered on abysmal.

Yoongi didn't follow you immediately, probably giving you some time to cool down, but after getting no response when he called your name, his knuckles rapped your door softly before he entered and you felt the mattress sag a little when he sat on the edge beside your immobile form on the bed.

"Are you mad?"

"No," your voice was muffled due to your refusal to move, your face pressed against the bed as you laid down on your stomach. He kept silent until you turned sideways with a sigh. "I can't believe you talked me into this."

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to," he said gently, then ruined it by smirking. "Just acknowledge how nice and cool I am."

That made you twist your body onto your back immediately to roll your eyes at him, but magnanimously gave in, "A promise is a promise. So what do I have to do?"

You were staring at the ceiling, so you completely missed him chewing his lower lip and wringing his hands nervously. "I can give you five commands, and you'll follow them, right?"

"Yeah."

"No questions asked?"

"Yeah."

"You can't complain."

Losing your patience, you sat up and frowned at him. "Wasn't this your idea in the first place? We went through this before we started. Why are you asking me now?"

He refused to look at you as he answered, "I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it."

"I'm fine with it," you said. How bad can it be anyway? I'll probably have to run to the store to buy him food or something, was your idea of punishment. Nothing could have prepared you for his first, hesitant command.

"K-kiss me."

You blinked several times in confusion, unable to comprehend his order. "What?"

"Kiss me."

There was no mistaking it, but you couldn't help but gawk at your childhood friend. You couldn't believe those words came out of his mouth, but when he turned to look at you, the steely glint in his eyes radiated with such a strong force that you found yourself gravitating towards him.

Eyes locked on his, lips just a scant inches away, you couldn't breathe. Never in a million years would you have imagined that you would see him this way. Not as the boy you grew up with, not the confidant that you spilled all your secrets to, not the annoying brother figure who teased you every chance he got, not your protector from everything bad that you could ever encounter, but a man. A man who looked at you as he would a lover, no humour behind his eyes, only longing, just deep, burning hunger, for you.

No questions asked, your eyes flickered away from his to glance at his pink lips, wet from his tongue anxiously licking them, as you leaned in and brushed your lips against them.

Never had you imagined kissing him, but even if you had, you knew that you would never have imagined that kissing Yoongi would be like this. The electricity that coursed through your body upon contact took your breath away, and it almost made you pull away from him but his arms quickly prevented your escape, one of his hands on the small of your back and the other at the nape of your neck, both pressing you closer to him. You gasped in surprise and he took the opportunity to lick your bottom lip before entering your mouth.

He tasted sweet, from the iced chocolate drink that you made for both of you to drink while you played earlier, and your fingers closed into a fist on his chest, crumpling his shirt. For reasons unknown to you, you never wanted this to end, and when he broke the kiss, you pulled him back to you, softly moaning into your second kiss. His arms tightened around you even more at your positive response, the kiss getting deeper until you had to pull away, both of you panting from lack of air and belief that this was actually happening.

His forehead pressed down onto yours, and you were satisfied to see that you were not the only one affected by the mind-blowing kiss. He had to gulp down several breaths of air before he muttered softly, "Second command."

You waited nervously, anticipation rocketing especially when his pale skin brightened with blood rushing to his cheeks. "Take off your clothes."

The command caused you to join him in blushing. You were too embarrassed, but you found that you didn't want to disobey him either, so you tried for a compromise. "Do it for me." His silence made you think that he didn't hear you, but when you raised your eyes to meet his, the shock in them told you that he heard every word. "Please."

His hands were trembling as they reached for the hem of your shirt, but you kept your gaze on his face as he slowly lifted your shirt up. You raised your arms to help him take it off, and lifted yourself a little so he could pull your shorts down. You could still feel him shaking as his hands slowly travelled up from the waistband of your panties, grazing your spine to the clasp of your bra. It took him several attempts to take it off, his faint curses bringing a small smile to your face as you patiently waited for him to unclasp it and pull it off of you.

He stared at your bare breasts with a thirst that you have never seen before, and it made heat pool in between your legs. Not a word escaped his lips, yet you have never felt so desired, never felt so beautiful, so much that when he reached for your panties, you did not hesitate to let him peel them off of you and gently pushed you back onto the bed.

It was only then that you were made aware of how fully clothed he was, while you were completely naked and you pouted at him. "Aren't you being a little unfair?" Your tug at his shirt conveyed the message but he didn't complain, simply smirking as he tore his shirt off and kicked his pants and boxers down, barely moving from his position, and he propped himself on his right arm beside you.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful," he whispered, but he wasn't the only one admiring the sight before him. You never dreamt that you would ever see Yoongi naked, but there he was, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from his crotch. He was bigger than you would have guessed, already fully erect, and you longed to touch it.

"Third..." he hoisted you up as he sat, making you kneel facing him. "Touch me."

The command was not explicit, but somehow you knew what he meant, and you didn't hesitate to lean down and wrap your fingers around his cock before darting your tongue out to taste him. His sharp intake of breath was all the encouragement you needed to take him into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head and running along the slit, tasting his precum. Then you moved down, taking more of him bit by bit, determined to swallow all of him. Tears filled your eyes as your lips hit his base, he was the biggest you've ever had, hitting the back of your throat, but it was worth it to hear him groan your name in ecstasy.

His fingers raked your hair when you started to move, bringing yourself up to the tip and then down to devour him, repeating this motion again and again, but he did not seek to force your movements. This scenario right now was already beyond his wildest dreams and he was reveling in it.

Although most people regarded Yoongi as indifferent and insensitive, you knew he was far from it, and he proved it by leaning down over your bent back, his long torso and arms easily allowing him to rub his fingers against your wet opening. You gasped at the sudden contact, then moaned against his cock as he inserted a finger inside you. His upper body covering yours made it difficult for you to move, so you let your hand pump his shaft as you sucked on him hard. Now that he knew how wet you were, another finger joined the first, finger fucking you, making you suck on him even harder, your moans reverberating deliciously around him.

It felt so good that he couldn't endure it for long, so he took his fingers out of you and pulled you back up. Your protests were cut off when he laid you back on the bed and spread your legs apart so he could settle between them.

"Let me enter you." You were having trouble breathing just feeling his tip at your entrance, so you could only nod eagerly by way of response to his next command. You bit your lip to stop it from trembling as he applied more pressure on your slit, but before he could penetrate into you, he paused to shoot you an intent gaze, his eyebrows knotted with worry.

"Do you want this? You don't have to do this if you don't want to. Please don't say yes because of the bet. If you say no I swear I will stop right now."

You couldn't believe that he could ask you that now. Didn't he see how worked up he had gotten you? How much you wanted him? "I want this," you replied urgently. "Please, Yoongi, I want you."

"Thank God," he pushed forward, and you looped your arms around his to grip on his shoulders, gasping as he slowly stretched you out. Having him buried to the hilt inside you was overwhelming, and it took you several moments to get yourself accustomed to it. Only then you opened your eyes to find him gazing at you with barely controlled lust, and something more... maybe affection?

"Are you okay?" He asked in concern.

"Yes... it feels good." Your comment made him grin, and he took it as permission to start moving. His motions were slow at first, but your moans egged him on, and his thrusts increased in speed. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he became more rough, each thrust pushing you back on the bed until your head hit the headboard. Yoongi groaned in irritation and hastily placed a pillow between your head and the wood to protect you.

"Oh God, y/n, you feel so damn good, I don't know how long I can last."

"There's no need to hold back, Yoongi, just let yourself go." But he shook his head and brought his hand around to your clit, pressing it hard in his state of excitement. You didn't mind one bit, the pressure making you scream his name in pleasure and your nails bit into his shoulder as the pleasure built ever higher so that you couldn't think about anything else but Yoongi and how good he was making you feel, until you exploded in his arms.

His name escaped from your lips in the loudest volume yet, your nails scratching his bare back, your whole body shivering in an earth-shattering orgasm, making him groan loudly at the sight of you becoming undone right underneath him, feeling your walls clamp onto his cock.

Never letting his pace slow, he leaned down and pressed his lips against your ear, flicking your earlobe with his tongue, tracing the curves of your ear before he asked the still trembling you, "Lastly... would you let me come inside you?"

There was no hesitation in your answer. "Yes, please Yoongi."

He trailed his mouth along your jaw before meeting your lips to press them with his, then pulled back to grab your hips. You realised that he was going easy on you before, gone was the usually cool and seemingly lethargic Yoongi - now he started pounding into you, his hips snapping so his cock hit you hard and deep. You arched your back, your nipples brushing against his chest, your cries filling the room as he ravaged you like a savage beast.

His wild, sloppy thrusts told you that he was close. "Fuck! Y/n, I love you so much," he growled, but he didn't give you a chance to respond, capturing your mouth in a kiss as he filled you with a few last thrusts. Which was just as well, because your head was too clouded for you to process and reply anyway.

For several minutes, both of you just held onto one another, panting hard, with Yoongi being careful not to crush you under his weight. Then he rolled onto his side, taking you with him.

Silence ensued, but it wasn't awkward, despite the fact that your childhood friend had just fucked you senseless. Truthfully you were still wrapping your head around the fact that it even happened.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly, breaking the silence. "I've fallen for you a long time ago but I didn't know how to say it."

"You could have just told me," but your rebuke lacked strength. It never occurred to you that he felt this way, but now that you knew, surprisingly it didn't repulse or scare you at all. In fact, it felt... right.

"I was too scared," his fingers ran through his hair in nervousness. "But now that you know... y/n, would you be my girlfriend?"

You buried your face in his chest to hide your happy grin and shyly nodded. His arms tightened around you in excitement at your answer.

"There's also something else I have to apologise for."

"What is it?"

"I won earlier because I cheated," he barely got the words out before you shrieked in indignation and kicked him clear out of bed. But the sight of him happily laughing from the floor beside the bed, looking up at you with what you now knew to be love made you break into a smile and laugh along with him.

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