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armysantiny · 9 months

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22:15 – 정국 (Jungkook)

P: Jungkook x male reader | G: timestamp, smut | Inc: tattooist!Jungkook, sub!Jungkook, dom!reader, petnames, teasing, orgasm denial, Jk's hands being restricted, implied multiple orgasms, filth tbh, I took 'every second, every minute, every hour' and ran with it lmao | Wc: 223 | W: slight D/s dynamic, restriction, orgasm denial,, desc. of pleasure almost being painful (consensually ofc) | R: 18+

Min’s notes: I blame a mf named Jeon Jungkook singing Seven for this ^-^

Sweat drips down Jungkook’s forehead, his head thrown back as he tries to ground himself on y/n’s bed. His head is spinning – how long have the two of them been at this? How long did y/n want to keep this up? All manner of moans and whines slip out of his mouth, only encouraging y/n to keep up his loving torture on Jungkook’s cock. There’s not much Jungkook can do to make it stop; his hands restricted above his head and leaving him exposed and entirely at y/n’s mercy.

“F— fuck, y/n, baby…” The tattooist cries, unable to stop squirming the longer y/n refuses to stop. He’s so close but anymore and Jungkook might just lose his mind. He’s going to start coming dry at this rate. Y/n simply blinks, looking to his boyfriend as his hands just…stop. Jungkook panics, bucking his hips into the younger man’s now still hand, desperately seeking the pleasure that’s keeping him on the edge of pain and holding him there.

“What is it bunny? Do you want me to stop? It is too much for you?” Y/n taunts, tracing circles onto the writhing man’s tip. He huffs, “and here I thought you had stamina~. What was it you said? Every second? Every minute? Every hour?”

Perhaps Jungkook regrets riling y/n up over text.

Perhaps not.

Definitely not.

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silv3rswirls · 1 year

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spilled milk

“I’m sorry “ you gasped lightly at the feeling of milk seeping into your socks and the scrape of glass shards against the floor. For whatever reason, your grip had slipped and your glass of milk had tumbled to the floor without much time to try and save it.

“What?” Namjoon’s voice bellowed from the hall, “are you making a mess in there?”

“I’m sorry” you called back, the bass in your boyfriend's voice had left a shiver down your spine. He wasn’t shouting at you, you told yourself, but even so you could feel the ever so familiar swell of anxiety in your stomach.

“Don’t- don’t be mad!” You could only quickly glance up at Namjoon as he entered the kitchen, a furrow of confusion knitting his brow as he watched you scramble on the floor to clean it. “It was an accident, I’m sorry, I don’t know- I don’t know what happened.” You babbled, hands shaky as you frantically trying to pick the glass up- ignored the little stings of glass cutting your fingers.

“Hey” he knelt down beside you, reaching to grab your wrist to put a gentle stop to your panic. “Calm down, you know I don’t care.”

“No- it’s going to stain, ruin the floor, I wasted all of it- I broke one of your nice glasses-“ you hit him with every excuse in the book, trying to hide the shake in your voice towards the end. “Please don’t be mad” you begged, reaching to wipe away the first tear that fell; smearing milk and blood against your cheek.

“Hey” Namjoon frowned, “calm down, it’s just milk. I’m not mad.” You felt him pry your hands away from the mess, tugging your body closer to his. “I’m not mad, I promise.”

You nodded, face pressed into his chest as he hugged you, rocking you back and forth. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize” he kisses the top of your head. “I understand.”

He pried you from the floor and to the bathroom, running your cut hands under the water carefully. You watch him wrap bandages around your fingers and palm.

You sniffled, grateful that he understood why it was so much more than spilled milk to you.

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agustdiv1ne · 2 years

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Hiii congrats on the 2k. I would like to request yoongi with #6b0606 with some fluff and angst. Thank you.

thank you!! hope you enjoy :)

wc: 837

warnings: none

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yoongi thinks of himself as being incredibly difficult to love.

first and foremost, he spends more time holed up in his studio than he does outside. ever the introvert, he thrives in solitude — tending to spend countless hours alone in front of his computer, music streaming through studio-grade headphones — and is easily drained by excessive socialization.

secondly, physical affection tends to end up on the backburner, even when he is with you. that's not to say that he is not madly in love, but he finds that he would rather cook a meal for you, or present you with a small, sentimental gift here and there than initiate a cuddling session.

yoongi rubs his bloodshot, aching eyes as he leans back in his studio's cushioned chair. it's another long night in the studio, it seems. at this point, he is used to it, but the growing ache in his chest sings an ode as to how much he misses you during times like these.

you, with your bright eyes and gentle hands. you, who visits him when you know he hasn't been taking care of himself as well as he should, who sings horribly off-key in the car with him until you're both heaving with laughter. you, who loves him unconditionally, wholly, shamelessly.

you, his home.

he's about to return to work when a knock at the studio's door causes him to flinch. who could it be at this hour? the sun had set hours ago, an inky void following in its wake. few people wander the streets below, and almost no one remains in the hybe building, so why is there someone at his door?

he rolls over and cracks the door open enough for a singular suspicious eye to catch a glimpse outside.

when he realizes that it's you, his heart stutters in his chest.

"what are you doing here?" he murmurs as he opens the door wider for you to enter. "it's late."

"a hello would be nice," you joke, sticking your tongue out when he shoots you a small frown. you continue, "i know you haven't eaten today."

he opens his mouth to object, but you fix him with a pointed look. he's been caught.

you move to set the thai takeout you had bought down, patting the empty spot next to you on the couch in the corner of the room. he stands up, stretching his legs, before settling next to you. a comfortable silence settles between the two of you as you begin to eat.

the silence provides ample space for words to flood yoongi's exhausted mind. how many times have you done this for him? more than you should have to. you've always taken such good care of him, and what has he ever really done in return? lock himself in his studio and cut the world off for hours, for days on end, come home and immediately fall asleep instead of spending time with you, forget to eat and forget to drink water and forget that he should talk to you when he's feeling down. you're all he could ever ask for, but he falls short in so many places that he wonders how you could ever stay with him for as long as you have. he brings another forkful of pad thai to his lips.

it's when you reach over to brush your thumb against his cheek that he realizes he is crying.

it's a wordless affair — the way you gently pry the fork from his fingers, the way you engulf him in your embrace, his face tucked into the crook of your neck. you don't ask him to voice what he's feelings, which he is forever grateful for. you just seem to know what's on his mind without him saying anything.

"i love you. i love you so much it hurts sometimes," he whispers after some time, after the tears have dried and the food has gone cold. his eyes remain downcast. "sometimes i ask myself why you stay with me when you deserve so much better."

a call of his name causes him to look up at you, and he tears brimming your eyes under the low lighting. your voice is resolute when you finally speak. "don't speak so lowly of yourself. you are everything i could ever ask for and more. i do these things for you because i care about you. you may feel like i deserve better, but you're the best thing that has ever happened to me. i love you more than life itself, min yoongi, don't you ever forget that."

he nods, and your lips curl up into a sad smile. he gains the courage to pull you closer, tucking your head into his neck. you melt into his touch easily as you reciprocate with your arms looping around his neck.

everything is going to be okay — the words are a silent promise that floats through the air like a misty fog — as long as he has you by his side.

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slytherinshua · 1 year

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[ 1:03am ]

“Love, you’re hogging all the blankets again.” You complained, shivering slightly.

“I am not.” Jin defended, “You’re the one who’s a mile away on the bed. You’re right on the edge. No wonder there’s not a lot of blanket left for you, the invisible person in the middle of the bed is the real one hogging it.”

“But I’m cold.” You said, turning the other way so you were facing Jin. “We need to buy more blankets, someone won’t share with me.”

“Someone won’t snuggle with me.” He backfired, though you were both seconds away from bursting out laughing. He was the first to break, of course.

His giggles were more than enough to trigger your own, the quarrel over blankets quickly being forgotten by both of you.

“Come here if you’re cold.” He said, opening his arms wide. You pretended to hesitate for a second just to tease him. He pouted, “Please? I’m cold too.”

You smiled, scooting over to him and letting him wrap his arms around you tightly.

“We should have done this in the first place.” You whispered. Now that you were closer to him, you had the perfect opportunity to plant butterfly kisses on his cheeks, making him smile widely.

“We should sleep, it’s late.”

“But I’m busy kissing you.”

“You’re not kissing the right spot, love.” He said, puckering up his lips so you couldn’t possibly be confused as to where he wanted you to kiss him.

You gave in, pressing your lips to his quickly. He wrapped the blanket around you both tighter, resting his head on the pillow next to you and staring at you lovingly.

“Now we can go to sleep.” He whispered.

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sinnertae · 2 years

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B A N G T A N S O N Y E O N D A N

M A S T E R L I S T

S c e n a r i o s / R e a c t i o n s

T i m e s t a m p s

S e r i e s

I d e a s

M t L s

R P s

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doyoungiesbunnies · 2 years

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[4:08 pm] - Min Yoongi | Our Song

The window air conditioner barely does anything against the summer heat. You lean back against the headboard, nestling your head in a cooler spot of the pillow as you lay your laptop in front of you. It’s not the best weather to study in by far; constantly needing to adjust your position from heat is the worst distraction.

Near the foot of the bed is another distraction, although a welcome one. Your boyfriend had long since given up on studying in the summer heat. He’d traded his paperback book for his guitar, the light strumming and picking creating a sweet backdrop to your not-so-lazy summer day. He’d recently decided to try playing the instrument and he’s been learning to play anything between pop hits and classic soft rock. Your heart swells with pride whenever he tries new things. His perseverance and self-motivation are one of the many things you adore about him.

Your eyes trail off your laptop more distant to his figure. He’s been stumbling through the same phrase for about 10 minutes, the adoring pout of his lips growing with each passing moment accompanied by scrunching eyebrows. He tiptoes around it carefully, like a child sounding out a new word and repeating it until it comes more naturally before backtracking to incorporate it into the rest of the song. He lets out a frustrated huff and starts from the beginning.

Pushing your notes off to the side, you crawl over behind him, resting on your knees to envelop your arms around his torso. Behind your closed eyes, you see the faint melody of the song mapped out as he plays, stumbling every once in a while. A warmth still blooms in your chest as he perseveres. At your touch, his back muscles relax under you, helping him play a little smoother. Your nose buries itself in his neck, ear pressed against his hair.

Somewhere along the line, the song smoothly transitions into a song you know very well. You smile against his skin, lightly tapping a finger against him to keep time. It’s the first song he completed, specifically because he wanted to serenade you as his first accomplishment. You hum against his skin, coaxing him along. The memory of him performing the song for you replays behind your closed eyes as you recall how nervous he was despite his gummy smile.

As he finishes with a flourish, you peck his cheek. “You’ve gotten much better at that one.”

“Because I’ve played it so many times for you.” Yoongi cranes his neck to return the favor.

You trace circles on his abdomen. “Are you gonna learn a new one for my birthday?”

He fakes an exasperated expression. “Not another one.”

You giggle and pepper kisses along his neck and shoulder before moving to his side, cupping his face. “I’m proud of you. You’re my talented boy.”

His eyes brighten just the tiniest bit, a shy smile spreading across his face. He leans forward to kiss your nose. “And you’re the best audience.”

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This is what happens when I'm tired at work, I end up daydreaming instead of working.

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aurorasillusion · 2 years

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8:02pm

You're confusing Tae as to what the nature of your relationship is. Angst

Y/N~" Taehyung whined, pouting up at you from his place on the floor. It was clear from how flushed he was in the face, that he was drunk. A little over-indulged in alcohol. "Tae~" You jokingly whined back. Turning your attention to him as he stared up at you from his position lying on the floor, carding a hand through his hair absentmindedly. Tae pouts harder obviously the drinks had put him in a whiny mood. "You confuse me." He bemoaned loudly all pouty and dramatic. The sudden confession confused you. This didn't seem like random nonsensical drunk talk, though you still didn't have a clue what Taehyung was talking about. How did you confuse him, what had you done to confuse him? Nothing popped up in your head, genuinely there was nothing you could think of, which left you baffled by Taehyung's accusation. So you asked simply with confusion in your voice "Why?" And Tae exploded, "Because you keep playing fucking house with me and it makes me feel like we're something when we're not!" Your fingers left his hair and your mouth popped open in a shocked 'O' unable to say anything. What had you done...

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sweetdejun · 2 years

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[3:42 p.m.] the rain hits the windows in an irregular pattern, but you can only hear the thumping of namjoon's heart as your ear is pressed against his chest. the gentle rise and fall of both of your bodies are synchronized, and you focus your gaze on the flicker of the cinnamon-scented candle, the aroma filling the room so much so that you no longer discern its distinct scent as a new addition to the atmosphere. your hand that rested in namjoon's hair comes down to your line of sight, and his arms tighten around your body upon the loss of contact. the light of the fire reflects the diamond now resting on your finger, finally happy to find its long-lost soulmate. namjoon had proposed several days ago, yet the giddiness in your chest and the lightheadedness you feel every time you are reminded of his new title is not a feeling you think you'll ever get used to. your eyes trail up from his lips to his closed eyes, and you whisper, "my fiancee." his eyes blink open slowly at the sound of your voice breaking the silence in the room, and he gives you a tired grin. "it doesn't feel real, namjoon. it's a dream, isn't it?" he reaches to tuck a strand of hair away from your forehead, the candlelight contouring your face. "well, y/n, if it's a dream, then I never want to wake up from it."

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namchyoon · 5 months

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??? cr. moreloveforhobi

#btsgif #btsedit #bts #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook #seokjin #jungkook #jinkook #*#*gifs #*ksj #*jjk #*bts #*jinkook #ptd on stage in the us dvd #ptd la d-day sketch #i was just taking timestamps... and then blacked out...

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7ndipity · 4 months

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6:58pm/Moments Like This

Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Just a soft lil blurb about cute, domestic intimacy with Yoongi and washing dishes together.

Warnings: none

A/N: Thanks to @ilys00ga for requesting this!

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“Where do the measuring cups go?”

“Top left cupboard, just like the last time you asked.” He replied without looking up, a small grin slipping across his face as he washed your favorite mug.

“Why can I never remember that!” You groaned, following his directions. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, it’s still new for you.” He said calmly, rinsing the cup and passing it to you to dry.

Dusk was just beginning to settle over the city outside, but you and Yoongi had already cooked and eaten dinner together, planning an early movie night since he had to be up early the next day.

Yoongi passed you another dish, his movements coming to a stop as he watched you, following the way you carefully dried the bowl with the dish towel and put it away, tripping slightly over your own feet as you turned, making him bite back another grin.

The simple routine had become the norm for the two of you since you had moved in with him, one of those things you did almost without thinking, but something about it made him feel…

Happy? Relaxed? Content? He wasn’t sure how to describe it exactly.

It was no secret that Yoongi loved subtle forms of intimacy; the tiny, little gestures that showed how you cared for each other, often so simple they could easily be overlooked.

The way you always brought him something to eat or drink when he was distracted or stressed with work, the hand he ghosted over your back to keep you close as you wove through a crowded space, or the way you helped make the bed together in the morning.

When you turned around again, you noticed his eyes on you.

“What?” You laughed, bemused by his sudden soft expression.

He shrugged. “I just love you.” He said simply.

“Yeah?” You moved closer, hooking your arms around his neck.

“Yeah.” He nodded.

“I love you too.” You said quietly, pressing your lips together in a soft kiss.

Love, that was what he was feeling. The same thing he’d felt every time he’d looked at you since the day you’d met.

He felt love.

It was funny almost, how a feeling that was described as so big and all consuming was the most distinct and tangible to him in the quiet moments like this.

He wrapped his arms around you, pressing his hands to your back to bring you closer.

“Your hands are wet.” You whined, squirming in his hold as the moisture seeped into the fabric of the t-shirt you were wearing.

“I don’t care, it’s my shirt.” He replied, reconnecting your lips.

He didn’t need some big gesture to know how you felt about each other, all he needed were moments like this.

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wonusite · 10 months

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[7:51 PM]

thinking about besties jungkook and mingyu who are always there for you. who treat you so sweetly every time you see them. who always give you anything you ask for with the prettiest smiles on their faces. who act like their entire world revolves around you. who would do absolutely anything to have you in the way that they desire.

it’s not unusual for you to go over to mingyu and jungkook’s apartment after you go on a date. in fact, it’s more like a tradition at this point. what you fail to notice is that there’s something different about your usual protocol this time. maybe it’s because you’re still feeling giddy that for the first time in a long time, your date hadn’t been terrible. your two friends take notice of this immediately, and frankly, they don’t like it.

actually, they hate it.

“when are you going to let us meet him?” mingyu demands as jungkook cuddles into your side.

“uh—” you’re momentarily distracted by how your friend in nuzzling his face into your neck and tugging you closer so you’re practically on his lap. it takes you an embarrassing amount of time to finally look up at mingyu from where he’s standing and actually answer him.

“i think it’s too soon for us to meet each other’s friends—”

“but baby.” jungkook looks at you with his shimmering eyes that always make you weak. “how else will we know if he’s the right guy for you?”

you’re not sure how the sexual tension between the three of you got to this point, but it hardly matters anymore. all you can focus on now is how good it feels to have mingyu’s thick cock inside you while jungkook laps at your cunt. they’re both so eager in their movements, moaning and grunting like they finally received sweet relief.

“fuck,” jungkook groans as his tongue circles your throbbing clit. “look at you. dripping all over that cock like you can’t get enough.”

you can only let out a fucked out moan when mingyu’s thrusts start to get sharper and faster. his big hands are cupping your tits as his mouth licks and suck on your neck. it feels like you’re trapped in some blissful dream, but the way jungkook is keeping your spread open as mingyu fucks his cock into you reminds you that this is all too real.

“you like it that much, baby?” mingyu coos into your ear through a deep groan. “can’t get enough of this cock?”

you hear both men groan almost animalisticly when you cream all over mingyu’s cock with a loud moan. jungkook is quick to lick up all your release with a vigor that has you crying out his name. there’s a hunger in his eyes as he looks up at you that makes you clamp down on mingyu’s cock.

“gyu! want your cum!” you moan as they continue to pleasure you through your orgasm.

as always, your wish is their command. it only takes a few more pumps for mingyu to shoot his hot cum inside you, effectively painting every inch of your walls with his seed.

but they’re not done with you.

soon you find yourself licking the mixed releases off mingyu’s cock while jungkook pounds into you from behind. his thick dick is splitting you open so deliciously that all you can moan and whine around mingyu’s aching cock. jungkook grips your ass and spreads your cheeks to see how your tight cunt grips him and stains his cock with your cream.

“if you keep squeezing me like that, i’ll have to make a mess out of your little pussy.” jungkook groans as his hips start to snap, driving his cock deeper into you until it’s hitting your sweet spot. “fuck. that’s what you want isn’t it, baby? want me to stuff you full of my cum?”

you moan again and nod, slobbering all over mingyu’s throbbing cock as jungkook’s slick-coated balls hit your pulsing clit with every thrust.

“so cockhungry.” mingyu moans as he pets your hair. “all for us.”

“only for us.”

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mercurygguk · 1 month

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risqué ; timestamp #16

18+ content below the cut

pairing; risqué jk x risqué oc

genre; fluff, they're so cute i'm gonna cry

a/n; spa day, besties!! enjoy this little timestamp of oc forcing risqué jk to have a spa day with her lolol

[08:11 PM] "is this really necessary?"

jungkook sighs deeply, a hint of annoyance and yet also a small hint of amusement on his features as he watches you. your face is locked in concentration, your gaze focused on his face as you spread that fancy brand of face mask onto his skin. he can't even remember the name of the brand — all he remembers is you going off on a rant about how amazing it is and how it benefits your skin.

"yes," you chirp and use your fingers to bring the face mask down to his chin and over that part between his nose and upper lip.

"____, you already did a shit ton of other stuff," he protests, his tone almost whiny.

you can't help but lean back to look at him properly, amusement etched onto your face as you grin at him. you let out a scoffing laugh and move back in to continue the spreading of the face mask, "sir, you're pushing 30 — you need to take care of your skin!"

jungkook jerks back at your words, brows furrowed together as he looks at you with mock offense.

"did you just call me old?"

it's now your turn to jerk back with an offended gasp, "i did not!"

jungkook tries to fight the grin that's threatening to spread across his lips, "you totally did! god, you're mean..."

a giggle escapes you, mirth playing within your eyes as you flash him a smirk.

"you say that as if you didn't know that already–"

jungkook shakes his head at you with a smirking grin and sits still again, letting you continue your work on his face. once his face is covered with the face mask, you pull away with a proud 'all done!' leaving you. jungkook can't help but let that grin he was fighting before take over his features as he watches you, completely adored by your obvious excitement that he let you do this to his face.

"you satisfied with your work?" he asks, clearly amused.

you nod and smile proudly, "absolutely."

"so how long does this have to stay on my face?" he then asks, wondering just how long he has to wait before he can wash it off and go back to kissing you without worrying about messing up your hard work.

you hum and glance at the clock on his nightstand, "about 20 minutes."

jungkook's eyes widen, his lips parting and closing again.

"20 minutes?! baby, i can't go that long without kissing you, you know that–"

you grin playfully and lean in closer, barely brushing your lips against his in the most teasing way you can muster right now while his entire face is covered in face mask. your eyes drop from his eyes to his lips and back up again.

"i guess you'll just have to stick it out then," you murmur sensually before pulling away again, causing jungkook to chase after your lips in an attempt to kiss you. once you're too far away from him, he lets out a groan, his shoulder slumping in defeat. you cock an eyebrow at him and turn on your heel to head into his en-suite bathroom, glancing at him over your shoulder just to catch a short glimpse of him falling back on his bed.

"like i said," he calls after you, "mean."

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silv3rswirls · 2 years

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[12:04 AM]

“I’m sorry.”

“What about!?”

“I’m sorry you never got the apologies you deserved.”

A simple phrase had never made you clam up so easily. It made you sit back and release a breath you hadn’t even noticed you’d been holding. It felt like it even made the tears stop for a moment. Jimin’s sitting opposite of you, still planted comfortably in the spot he had picked hours ago- when everything had begun to go downhill until you had completely dissolved into an angry, crying mess. It had started kind of dumb- something mildly annoying nagging you at work for days until you finally snapped when Jimin said something- you couldn’t even remember what he had said.

Your annoyance turned shouting turned full-blown sobbing hadn’t been over work- you both knew that. There was a lot more piled on, things from a long time ago, from recently too. You always felt bad when you found yourself breaking down over those things- when things like this happened it felt like it always trailed back to the past; a subject you weren’t keen on speaking on.

“I can’t apologize for them, but I’m sorry you never got their apologies. I don’t know how much this actually means to you, but it wasn’t your fault and you weren’t responsible. You know?”

“Of course, I know…” You murmur, turning away with a slight tremble of your bottom lip. “I don’t care anymore” you force out, lying through your teeth. It was hard to admit sometimes- that things from your childhood still fueled your emotions today.

“Come here” he motions for you to come closer, whilst he scoots over with open arms. “I’ve noticed lately that you’ve been feeling bad.”

You always forget how well Jimin knows you. As you lean into his embrace you feel a tinge of guilt; how long had he just sat through unintelligible sobbing and yelling? You wondered what had run through his mind through all that. Again, he knew you too well, knew why you were so upset as it kept escalating.

“I’m sorry” you breathe, “I’m doing it again,” you say dryly, forehead pressed against his shoulder as you count over the threads in this sweater. “I feel so upset all the time, and it always goes back to my childhood. It really sucks. I feel like I look back on so much of it, and I regret so much that happened.” Your face is growing warm with tears again, and you feel ready to bury your face in his chest and start crying again. “

“It’s not your fault, don’t regret it.”

You hum, trying to nod as his arms come to wrap tighter around you, and before you know it he’s falling back into the sofa with you on top of him. Your arms come to curl up on this chest and you bury your face in them to muffle the little sniffles and sobs.

“Just let it all out, it's okay with me.”

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likeastarstar · 1 year

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Needy- NAMJOON

"Hi baby."

Namjoon's deep voice rumbled in your ears, an almost pavlovian response triggered in your body.

You'd think by now, this far into your relationship, the crush you had on him would've worn off. Instead, it seems to have gotten even stronger- your mouth watered whenever he was in front of you, your entire body lit up with anticipation- hoping, wishing, begging for him to come closer to you.

Joon covered your body with his, wrapping you into a secure hug. A smile grew on your lips as you felt his long, strong arms wrap around you and his weight in your body. He put pressed on you as you pushed your face into his chest, breathing in his scent. His lips pressed to your cheek, then your jawline, then your neck- making his way down as he squeezed your body like a snake wrapping around its most precious prey-

"I missed you," He mumbled against your skin, breath sending goosebumps down your spine.

"It was only a couple hours-"

"And here I raced home for you," Joon tssked, "Thought about you the entire way, figured we could do date night here at home, yeah? Maybe watch a movie together, take a bath later? I'll wash your hair for you, remember how much you like that?"

You felt a shiver run down your spine at the memory of the last time your boyfriend washed your hair. A psychological study had to be conducted about the aphrodisiac properties to a head massage and lavender soap.

You exhaled slowly, Joon's eyes tracking yours with the upmost concentration. The heat of his gaze warmed your belly and you tilted your head at him, wondering what exactly it was that put him in this kind of a mood.

"What was Yoongi's show about again? Did it happen to involve something with alcohol maybe?" You hummed, feeling his hand dip under the hem of your shirt and massage your lower back.

His hand crept upwards, calloused fingers rubbing your soft skin with all the desperation in the world. The way he touched you was like a starved man, begging, aching for any crumb of you that he could get.

"What are you insinuating?" Namjoon said suspiciously, fingers fumbling with the clasp of your bra.

"That every time you drink you get needy," You teased, letting him wrap his other arm around your waist and hoist you into the air, carrying you with ease.

You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist and gripped his arms, face so close to his your lips grazed each others', teasing each other endlessly.

"Don't you need me baby?" Joon mumbled against your lips.

You held him there, close to you, where you could feel his body heat warm you up and smell him- that spicy, woody smell that was all his and now it was spiked with liquor.

"Of course I do," You assured quickly, "You know I do."

He smirked up at you, pressing his lips to yours in a possessive, greedy sort of way that made your head spin. It was like you were the one who was drunk, the way he set your body on fire as he set you down gently, spinning you around so fast you had to catch yourself against the wall, back arched as he pushed your legs apart roughly.

"Lemme go down on you, please? Can I please put my mouth on you?" He asked, large hand working your pussy through your pants.

You moaned, nodding half a second before he ripped your pants halfway down your legs, mouth kissing down the length of your spine almost immediately. He ate you out like that, chest shoved against the wall and holding on for dear life. His tongue was rough and thorough, leaving no part of you untouched.

You felt like a bolt of lightning had struck from your head to your toes, opening up for him as he thrusted in and out of your pussy. He added his fingers as if his tongue wasn't enough, thumb flicking and prodding at your clit until you were cumming against his face, back arched so sharply you were sure to feel sore tomorrow.

It was like all the air had been sucked from the room as he manhandled you, lifting you back up in his arms to take all the work away from you, "You still with me?" He asked, looking down at you with an exhilarated, chaotic look on his face.

You hummed in response, nodding at him as he gathered you in his arms. He gave you his cheekiest grin before you heard the clink of his belt hitting the floor, slamming his hips up into you in one fell thrust. You moaned loudly, raking your nails down his back so sharply it would've broke skin if he wasn't wearing a shirt still.

There was something so satisfyingly lust filled about the way your bodies moved against each others, rough and intense like you hadn't seen each other in ages. He fucked into you hard, filling you in every way possible and then some. The pace Namjoon set was ruthless, burying his head in the crook of your neck and sucking bruises into the skin that would last days.

You grabbed at his hair, tugging on thick black locks with no reservations as he pushed your legs even wider, one pinning your thigh out and the other keeping you half wrapped around him, ankle hooked against his lower back.

"I'm so c-close," You whined, your voice hoarse and dry from moaning out his name.

"Tell me how much you need me," Joon demanded, "Tell me how good you feel and I'll let you cum."

You obliged immediately, never turning down and opportunity to praise your boyfriend. You whined and begged and pleaded for him to make you cum, to touch you the way only he could, to cum inside of you so that you could be his and his only the way you knew you were.

He kept his eyes on your as he touched your clit, thrusts quickening as you came all over his cock, Namjoon finishing closely behind you. The two of you basked in the afterglow, your breathing synced as you floated back down to earth. He didn't bother setting you down, instead simply adjusting his grip on you so that he could carry you more securely.

"Time for that bath, huh?" He suggested, carrying you off towards the bathroom you shared.

It was going to be a long night...

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slytherinshua · 1 year

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[ 3:23pm ]

“Oh my god! Look how many flavours they have!!” You said excitedly, walking up to the ice cream stand at the amusement park. Your boyfriend, Hoseok, trailed slightly behind you, taking pictures of the beautiful clear day.

“What flavour do you want?” You asked, grabbing his arm and pulling him up to look at the option. He smiled, looking over the flavours.

“Hmm.. mint choco chip?”

“You’re always the same~” You teased, “I’ll get raspberry choco chip.”

You two got your cones and walked to a table. “What do you want to do with the rest of the day?” You asked, licking your ice cream happily.

“I want to try to win you a teddy bear.” He giggled, holding your hand from across the table and intertwining your fingers.

“Awww, you’re gonna make me fall in love with you again.” You smiled widely, making his heart melt like the ice cream he was holding.

You suddenly laughed, and Hobi’s attention was drawn back to your face. “What is it?” He asked, smiling.

“You’re so cute.” You let out, leaning over the table, and wiping a bit of melted ice cream from beside his lip.

A blush spread over his cheeks, “Oh there was ice cream there- you should have told me?” His sentence was stuttered slightly from how flustered he had become and you giggled again.

Instead of sitting back down, you leaned closer to his face and pressed your lips to his. The kiss was addicting and you couldn’t help but smile through it. You pulled away eventually, looking at him with lovestruck eyes.

“Your ice cream tastes good.”

“Stop! You’ll make me blush again.” He said, pouting.

“And you’ll make me want to kiss you again.” You said simply, finishing off your ice cream. “Shall we go get that teddy bear now?” You suggested, holding out your hand.

Hoseok gladly stood up, giving you a bright smile and taking your hand in his. He swung it playfully back and forth while you walked, and he was rewarded with your laugh again.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ bts taglist: @syrxiee2,, @yeonjuns-bluehair

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jimimn · 2 years

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he’s so gorgeous

#btsgif #jimin #park jimin #bts #*#*jm #weverse live #was rewatching and taking timestamps for a comp but i HAD to gif this first.#hes so fcking gorgeous i can't do this.

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