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Moonlit Negotiation
The tension hung heavy in the opulent office, the scent of leather and polished wood masking the unease that crackled between the three figures. Taehyung, the young King, leaned back in his plush chair, long fingers steepled beneath his sharp chin. His cousin, Seokjin, stood by the window, an ever-present guardian, his amber eyes cool and watchful. Before them, Alpha Jay of Pack Arcania shifted nervously on his feet, his obsidian fur bristling with barely contained frustration.
"Your Majesty," Alpha Jay began, his voice a low rumble, "I humbly seek your guidance. My daughter, Rose, has found a mate, a strong wolf from Pack Sylvaia, but this... this young wolf refuses to join my pack."
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "Refuses, Alpha Jay? Or has simply chosen to stay with his own kin?"
Alpha Jay scoffed. "Pack Sylvaia is a shadow of its former self, barely surviving after the Rough Wolf attack. My daughter deserves a better life, a stronger future within my pack."
Seokjin spoke then, his voice soft yet firm. "But Alpha, is that not for Rose and her chosen mate to decide? To force their hand goes against the very foundation of our bond, the freedom to choose our path."
The room fell silent, the air thick with the Alpha's unspoken disapproval. He saw Pack Sylvaia as weak, their isolation a sign of their inadequacy. To him, uniting his daughter with a wolf from such a pack was a slight, a blow to his own prestige.
Taehyung, sensing the brewing conflict, intervened. "Alpha Jay," he said, his voice resonating with quiet authority, "the bond between mates is sacred. To interfere with their choices is to court chaos. I believe a meeting with the Alpha of Pack Sylvaia is in order, a chance for open dialogue and understanding."
A flicker of surprise crossed Alpha Jay's face. He hadn't expected the King to side with the unknown, seemingly insignificant Alpha from the distant pack. Hesitantly, he nodded. "As you wish, Your Majesty. But I won't rest until my daughter sees reason."
Taehyung smiled, a hint of steel in his gaze. "Reason, Alpha Jay, is not forced, but cultivated. Let us see what this meeting reveals."
The tension began to dissipate, replaced by a wary hope. As Alpha Jay left, Taehyung turned to Seokjin, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Pack Sylvaia may be small, but they have endured much. Perhaps they hold more strength than meets the eye."
Seokjin nodded, his sharp mind already piecing together the possibilities. "Indeed, Your Majesty. This may be an opportunity to mend old wounds and forge new alliances."
The opulent office, once filled with discord, now hummed with the promise of change. The moon, a silent observer through the window, cast an ethereal glow, as if blessing the journey they were about to embark on. The fate of two young wolves, and perhaps the future of their packs, hung in the balance, waiting to be rewritten.
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COCKWARMING WITH NAMJOON (nsfw)
a/n~ hii everyone this is my first time writing on this acc, i write multi fandom fics so there will be stuff about (anime, kdramas, kpop groups..etc) anyways LETS GET STARTED. also i spent sm time writing this i hope it gets a lot of hearts ☠️☠️
WARNINGS- cockwarming, teasing, unprotected “sex” (no one gets pregnant, wrap yo willy), begging,dom!sub! relationship, degrading, mean!joonie, sadism, crying, etc LMAOO
punishment
you whined and ground your hips against your boyfriends lap, begging for more friction. your hands squeezing his pants.
“joon please move, i cant take it anymore. i want it so bad. fuckkkk please” it was hot, the room felt hot. surely he couldnt be that upset with you teasing him when you guys were hanging out with his friends. after all, all you did was run your foot over his bulge at the dinner table and text him things you wanted him to do to you… okay maybe you did go overboard, just a tad.
“ah ah. you dont have a say in this remember ? this is your punishment for teasing me like a little slut in front of my friends. take what i give you yeah ?” he whispered in your ear, hand pulling your hair back giving you a sharp thrust making you almost cum right there. you were sensitive, he had you sitting on his dick for 20 minutes yet it felt like 2 years.
“im sorry baby please, ah-. move… ive had enough please im sorry.” stray tears running down your face, his fingers wipe your tears away and then run over your puffy lips. entering your mouth he pushes down on your tongue making you gag, you could almost feel the smirk he has on his face.
“stay fucking still, then maybe i’ll give you what you want” you try to grind on him once again, but he removes his hand to grip your waist and keep you still. you turn your head to look at him, he has a straight face but you could see the lust in his eyes. how could he not be phased by this, how is he fighting the urge to take you right here ?
your pussy was dripping, and you knew he could feel it, his hand gently massages your boobs. it trails down and gives a light squeeze to your waist and then makes its way to your clit, he gives it a light tap and laughs when you jolt. you were so sensitive for him, every time he touches you or moves inside you. it drives you closer to losing your mind because you knew that he liked playing with you like this.. teasing you.
“lets focus on the movie princess” he smiles, giving you a light tap on the face and turns your head around to look at the film. you sigh, what a little prick.
#bts#btssmut#smut#rm#rap monster#kim namjoon#namjoon x reader#namjoon smut#mean!namjoon#fiction#fanfiction#btsreactions
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BTS members' reactions when you have cramps | them as your boyfriend
this is kind of a rush but still, i hope you enjoy and pls don’t let this flop. thank you
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Kim Namjoon:
"Ugh.. my cramps are such bitches" You told to yourself as you sat on the couch. The door rang it means, Namjoon is already home.
"Love, I bought some new clothes for us to wear at the party this weekend!" He said and went to the living room, saw you in the couch. It looks like you were in pain...
He softly spoke to me while sitting on the couch beside me, "Y/N are you alright? It seems like your not.."
You finally spoke, looking at him, "Joon, I got cramps today and it's such a bitch for making me in pain"
"Don't swear, my love." He reminded me like all the time whenever I swear.
"Joonie, I'm already 24." You said at Namjoon.
"Fine, fine. I'll get some food for you to eat and to calm your swearing down" He chucked at me.
"Okay, Thanks Joon. I love you"
"I love you too"
Kim Seokjin:
You are currently lying on your bed because you have some cramps today which you didn't expect to come.
Your boyfriend, Jin called you and you answered the call ringing on your phone,
"Y/N My baby, How are you? I still have work to do here so I'll be at home by 10" He said during the call.
"Oh ah.. Jin, I- I have cramps right now and it's a lot of pain. But, never mind it's okay" You spoke.
"Wait! Ah, just stay there. I'll go home now"
"Huh? Jin- You don't have to-"
"It's fine to me, Y/N. I'll just continue my work at home so I can cook you my delicious recipes to make your cramps go go away" Both of us laughed and now you said to him,
"Thank you, Seokjin. Love you"
"Love you too"
Min Yoongi:
You right now are having cramps so you messaged Yoongi.
My everything <3 - XXXXXXXX
Y/N: Yoongi...
Yoongi: Yes-?
Y/N: My cramps are you know.. I'm in such pain right now :( "
Yoongi: Oh, Don't worry, The pain will ease soon. Do you want some- maybe chocolates to cheer you up ? I'll bring them to your house then"
Y/N: Sure, thanks, Yoongi. Ily <3"
Yoongi: I love you more Y/N :) "
Jung Hoseok:
"Hi honey ~ I finished my shift for today!" Jhope exclaimed while walking towards to our bedroom.
I weakly spoke, "Ah.. that's great, love. You should get some sleep now"
"Hmm, Y/N, I won't sleep first"
"Why Hobi?"
"I know your having cramps so I'll give kisses and cuddles for you tonight" He softly smiled while he said his statement to me.
"Oh- okay, but even though you're exhausted already?"
"Exhausted? That's not on my vocabulary when it comes to my future wifey" He said while showing his sunshine smile to me.
I also smiled back at him, of course.
He went up to me and cuddled me plus with kisses to make me fall asleep and forget the cramps. A few minutes later ~
Hobi whispered while admiring my cuteness and adorableness during my sleep,
"I love you, y/nie"
Park Jimin:
"Baby, I'm here now ~" Jimin called you but you didn't answer back even when you wanted to because of your painful cramps.
"Y/N? Are you there?" He asked, I heard from the other room searching for you. You heard the door of your room opening up, revealing Jimin.
"My love is in pain..?" He softly concerned to me.
I replied back, "Oh, well yeah.. my cramps are painful, Jimin ssi"
"I'm here now so your jiminie is here to comfort you ~" He replied with a soft voice to comfort me while I'm in such pain.
Jimin hugged you and kissed your forehead and leaves some tiny and cute pecks to your face while caressing your lower abdomen softly to ease the pain slowly.
"I love you ~"
"I love you too, Park Jimin"
Kim Taehyung:
"Y/N? Can you help me out with these?" Taehyung called you for help, you were about to go out of the living room to the kitchen then suddenly-
"Ah- shit. Cramps." You whispered to yourself.
Taehyung decided to check you out and saw you, "Are you alright? Do I need to-"
I cut him off by his over-protective personality which is one of the reasons I'm in love with him, "Yes, yes I'm fine Tae. It's just the sudden cramps."
"Okay.. I'll just get the hot bag in our room to help you out with the cramps" He said directly to me.
I said back, "Love you, Kim Taehyung."
A bright smile appeared to his face and said "I love you more" to you.
Jeon Jungkook:
I'm now cooking food for me and my boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook.
"Kook! Food is ready" I said, he is playing video games online with his hyungs now.
"Coming!" He answered back.
I smiled at his statement. A few minutes later, he finally came.
"Y/N! Guess what?!"
"What is it, koo?" I questioned him.
"I won 5 rounds in a row along with the help with the hyungs!!" He exclaimed at me showing his bunny smile at me which made me smile too.
He went to me and hugged me,
"Jungkook, my- ouch"
"Oh I'm sorry y/nie, I just got so excited and happy.. I didn't mean to hurt you"
"It's okay kook, It's the cramps that hurt me, not you"
"Ohh then, let's eat first and let's watch some netflix and chill together, ay?"
"Sure, Jungkook. I'd love that! I love ya"
"I love ya too my future Mrs. Jeon"
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@ stillwithkook7
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#BTS #BUTTERHOTTERremix #Reaction Now Live! This Weeks schedule is now posted here and under the community tab. Wanna see something specific? Taking all suggestions! #btsarmy #btsbutter - - - - - - - - #hotterremixbts #reactionvideos #btsreaction #jungkook #jimin #suga #rmbts #btsbutter💛 #btsv #btssuga #btsmemes #btsmeme #btsarmyreaction https://www.instagram.com/p/CQC7D1rLyPK/?utm_medium=tumblr
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Me: do you wanna watch some fancams with me?
J: are they BTS fancams?
Me: yes
J: then do I really have a say in this?
Me, already pulling out my laptop: no :)
#they were great#she's not a big fan of dance#but she learned how to appreciate bts dancing#as one should#plus she got to see anpanman which is one of her favs i guess#bts#bts fancam#btsreaction#btsmeme#btsmemes#bts meme#bts memes#bangtan#bangtan sonyeondan#sorry this isn't an actual fancam#i'm not that cool
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JUNGKOOK ONE-SHOT COMING SOON!!
Topic: His ex comes back to your lives when you two married and tries to get him back by creating problems in between you two...
Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff
GIF's are owned by me❤️😁
#btsoneshot#btssmut#btsangst#btsff#btsscenario#btsreaction#btsxreader#bts#writers on tumblr#wattpad#novel#reading#angst#love#hate#his ex#problems because of his ex#ex comes back to your life#couples
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BTS Yandere Jungkook finds you after five years of your escape
Warning: abuse, violent, sexual themes
Note: This is actually a continuation of BTS Yandere finding out your pregnant
(Maknae Line)
Before you have left, you wrote a letter to Jungkook explaining why you were leaving. At the time of writing this letter it was the right thing to do. But you didn’t know that you would be regretting it.
Jungkook kept that letter and read it again.
Dear Jungkook,
We’ve been married for a year now, after you brought me from that auction sale. We’ve had good moments and bad, more bad than good and I’ve been on the receiving end of the stick with all the punishments you’ve given me. However, I have had enough of this and shall be leaving not on my own as you were able to give me something special that I shall be waiting for nine months. It’s such a shame that I’m not the only one despite the fact that I’ve always been nothing but loyal because if I did cheat on you, God knows what you would’ve done to me.
Jungkook had killed every women he had ever impregnated (which were the maids), feeling extreme guilt for cheating on you as you never cheated on him. Yet, he felt a sudden urge of anger that you thought you could leave with HIS CHILD. You were sorely mistaken as he has finally found you.
Well one of his many men found you, at the spa that you work at, when he was collecting his wife. That man got a huge pay raise for his services of locating you and Jungkook had tailed you the whole entire time not wanting to lose track of you.
You routine was simple send your twins of too school, work, finish work, collect your kids and take care of them.
When Jungkook laid eyes on the two boys he was shocked on how similar they looked to him when he was a child, the big brown eyes and their bunny smiles. Clearly, he had strong genes.
He was at the park, watching you playing with the boys. The only thing he knew about his kids were their names, Jae and Dae.
Time passed slowly, as he was watching the three of you without being noticed. However, when you had turned your back for a second Jae ran off to go play somewhere else as Dae was still standing next to you.
Jungkook saw his child running around without even Y/N knowing what was going on. Until Jae ends up coming towards, staring at him laughing. Jungkook smiles back.
Jae: Why are you alone?
Jungkook: I’m not alone I’m watching someone
Jae: I know you’ve been staring at mummy forever
Jae was quick and very intelligent for a four year compared to his brother whose face always lost in a dream like state.
Jungkook: I was not
Jae: Yes you were, lots of men stare at mummy because she got a big butt
He begins to laugh.
Jungkook doesn’t find it very funny though, just hw many men have been staring at you? Just how many men have you allowed to touch you? How many men fucked you?
His blood began to boil.
Jae: Mummy’s single
Jungkook: Is she now?
Jae: Come on, you can come and meet her
Jae takes his hands as his little legs begin to walk to you.
As you finish your conversation with another mother, who quickly ends the conversation after seeing the well-known mafia Jungkook. You turn to here Jae talking to you about a man he’s met.
Jae: Mummy, I found you a new boyfriend?
Of course you weren’t paying attention to the man as your full focus was on your son.
Y/N: Oh really?
You look up to see the man and it was none other than.... Jungkook, the man you ran away five years ago.
Your voice grows silent not knowing what to say to him. Until a light bulb flashes into your head.
Y/N: Come on kids, enough time at the park where gonna go home.
You grab Jae and Dae’s hand quickly and turn but you are stopped when a hand is on your shoulder.
Jungkook: I don’t think that be necessary as you all are coming with me!
You and your children turn towards him as his driver appears gesturing you to start walking.
Jae: Mummy, pick me up
You pick Jae and Dae begins to throw a fit and falls on to the floor crying his eyes out and screaming at the top of his lungs.
Dae: CARRY ME CARRY ME CARRY MEEEEEEE
Jungkook quickly picks him up in a rough manner causing Dae to cry even more not even knowing the man, screaming out your name.
Dae: MUMMY WAAHHHAHHHHHH
Jungkook: SHHHHH
Jungkook is trying everything he can to calm Dae down, but nothing is working.
Jungkook: QUIET
Dae stops and begins to whimper, burying his face into Jungkook’s shoulder. You were in complete utter shock on what the man did.
As you were all in the car the journey back to the house of horror was extremely quiet. You assumed that it was at least two hours long and with that time both the twins were asleep due to the boredom.
Jungkook: We’ve moved to a new place, somewhere further. I have my men collecting any valuable items, like pictures and stuff you know of you and the kids since I missed out on a lot
.....
Jungkook: The boys will easily settle down here, I even have built them with a play room that has a fort inside for them to be playing with something similar to mine. Yet, there bedrooms aren’t done yet, so they are going to be sleeping in the guest bedrooms. I’m not sure what they really like.
......
Jungkook: My mum was shocked when she found she became a grandma, she was devestated that she never got meet her grandchildren but mum and dad should be coming over next week to meet them and you. We live closer to them too.
.....
Jungkook: SAY SOMTHING
Dae begins to murmur with sudden outburst of Jungkook, not wanting to wake him up he rocks him back forth back to sleep.
Y/N: There gonna need there toys
Jungkook: Why would they need cheap ass toys when they can get the best of the best
Y/N: Because Dae can only sleep with his teddy and if he doesn’t he begins to cry and by the looks of what happened earlier you couldn’t handle
Jungkook: You raised them too soft to be attached, you need to be harsh with them, luckily I’m here
Y/N: You touch my kids and I shall kill you
Jungkook: Trust me, I won’t hurt them that much, as long as they obey, but is you who is going to be punished.
(Time skip)
It was dinner time and fresh plate of spaghetti and meatballs laid out on each persons plate.
Jae and Dae were awfully quiet.
Jae: Mummy who is he?
Before you can even speak Jungkook interjects.
Jungkook: I’m your Daddy
Jae: You are?
Jungkook: Yes I am and mummy’s been bad girl for not letting me see you
Jae: Mummy’s been bad
Dae was very pale, he quickly got up from his seat to run towards you as you pick him up and place him on your lap he wraps his small hands around you.
Jungkook, clearly wasn’t happy that he had to share you with two boys and the fact that Dae at four years old, according to him should have acquired some table manners.
Jungkook: Dae, your a big boy sit on your chair and eat like your brother
Y/N: Jungkook, stop it!
Jungkook: Don’t tell me what to do women, your the last person who should be ordering me about. Now Dae, I already told you once listen to daddy and sit on your chair and eat.
Dae begins to whimper and Jungkook snaps.
Jungkook: DAE!
Dae: YOUR NOT MY DADDY!
He begins to cry heavily on your shoulder as you pat his back whispering him to stop.
You get up with the plate and usher Jae to come with you to eat in the guest bedroom where they shall be sleeping.
“YOUR NOT MY DADDY”, ran round Jungkook’s head as his heart begins to break it’s not his sons fault that they don’t know him but yours and you shall truly be punished.
Time skip
With the boys asleep in the guest bedroom, you decide to go to the master bedroom to get your clothes and get ready for the night to sleep with the boys.
However, once you entered the room to collect you pyjamas you hear Jungkook walking into the room and locking the door.
Jungkook: This is all your fault you know. My boys would be calling me dad but they aren’t because of you.
He walks up to you with you dropping your clothes on to the floor.
Jungkook: BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU STUPID BITCH
You feel a harsh sting on your cheeck as you fall to the floor with a small cut from his ring leaking blood down on your face.
He takes off his belt, staring at you with cold eyes and you knew what was about to come.
He raises the belt up and begins to whip you savagely, non-stop as you scream for help he shouts verbal abuse at you.
Jungkook: SLUT, WHORE, FUCKING DUMB BIMBO BITCH HOW MANY MEN DID YOU SLEEP WITH? HUH?
This lasts for thirty minutes striaght as his arm gets tired he drops his belt to the floor and picks you up and throws you on to the bed.
He jumps on top of you, violently kissing and biting you making you let out soft moans. As he begins to tear of your clothes.
You feel his clothed boner near your wet pussy. You were so embarrassed with being turned on.
Jungkook: You feel that babe, that’s what you did to me and tonight. Tonight, shall be a long long night of pleasure. Who knows maybe this will be the day we have baby number three?
#BTS#btsjungkook#btsyandere#btsimagine#btsreaction#btsoneshot#btsyanderejungkook#yandere#yanderebts#btsjungkookyandere
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BTS JHope Digital SpeedPainting
Hi!
I made a youtube channel with me making my drawings in speedpainting.
If you want to see just click it.
Thank you!
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Can I say, despite him acting badass and shit. This little waddle made me squeal with how cute he looked. Whoops
#bts#suga#yoongi#au#agust d mixtape#agust d 2#agust d#waddle#btscute#btsreaction#btssuga#btsyoongi#bts yoongi
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Please | Kim Taehyung Drabble
Another fiction based on a song! “Please Don’t Fall In Love” by Vincint. It really has me in my feelings.
Genre: Angst? But not really.
Warnings: Suggestive content, strong language, maybe a sad Tae
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“Where were you?” Taehyung breathed against your lips. You barely could hear him anyway, the way his hands were wrapped around the back of your neck, the way his lips just barely moved against yours as he spoke.
You didn’t answer him, and instead moved your lips to kiss his cheek, his ear, down his neck, hoping he’d get distracted.
“Y/N...” He groaned, his throat vibrating beneath your lips as his deep voice embedded itself in your ears.
“Don’t ask questions that you don’t really want the answer to,” You whispered, continuing to keep your lips on his skin.
He chuckled darkly, “A date then?”
You hummed in acknowledgement. Taehyung pushed you against the front door, since the moment you walked in you were attached at the lips and couldn’t make it out of the entryway.
“And yet, here you are.” He said sternly, hands gripping your waist, like he was afraid if he let go, you’d float away.
“Here I am.” You agreed, searching his eyes for what he was feeling. Tonight you couldn’t tell. You knew he loved you. It wasn’t a secret to anyone. It was written on his face whenever you entered a room. They way he moved with you, wherever you were in the room. Hovering, gravitating. At this point, it wasn’t even his choice to love you. It was magnetic, a curse that sealed his fate.
It’s not that you didn’t love him. It’s that you didn’t want to. Was love really realistic for anyone? Hypocritical of you to think that way considering how evident it was every time Taehyung kissed you. But this arrangement was safe. You always had him. He wasn’t your boyfriend, he knew that. But having you a little was better than not at all.
The strong grip he had on your hips loosened, and he took a step back from you. A sigh escaped his lips.
“What is it?” You asked, immediately missing the way he formed around you.
His whole face softened. “You’re brutal.”
You cocked your head at his odd choice of words.
“You’re the only thing in my life that I can’t have. All I think about is you, Y/N. It’s painful. The way your lips feel, your hands, your eyes--fuck, your eyes. It’s all too much. But the absolute worst part isn’t the idea of someone else experiencing you the way I do. It’s...it’s the thought of you...” He trailed off. “It doesn’t matter. I didn’t need to bring anything up. I knew what this was when we started.”
“Tae...” You whispered, reaching for his hand. You wrapped your fingers around his wrist and pulled him closer. He pulled his hand away before he got too close.
“I can’t...” He said softly, looking in your eyes. “It’s just different, I can’t keep doing this.”
“Are you breaking up with me?” You whispered.
“Can you break up with someone that isn’t yours?” He questioned back.
You inhaled sharply.
“You know I could never leave.” He reassured, and with no more willpower to resist he stepped towards you again, but this time his hands laid gently on your face. The soft contact surprised you. He always held you firmly. Little did you know it was self defense. Maybe if he was in control, he was tough, he was dominate, he would feel like he had a choice to be with you. Though, it didn’t fool you. You knew the choice was beyond him.
“I don’t care who you go out with. I don’t care if he picks you up in his car, or brings you to nice restaurants, or even tells his parents about you. I don’t care if you kiss him at your door step.” He started, running his thumbs over your cheeks. He searched your eyes for a reaction. You held your breath and looked away.
“None of those things bother me. They’re not ideal, no, but I could live with it. But, what scares me...I mean, what I’m trying to say is...”
“Taehyung-” You started, but he grabbed your chin and forced you to meet his gaze. His eyes glassed over with tears.
“P-please, Y/N...please don’t fall in love.” He whispered, as a tear trickled down his cheek. You reached out and stopped it with your finger tip. The sight of him breaking in front of you caused your chest to ache, your head to spin.
The moments passed, as he silently searched for answers, anything from you.
“Okay.” You whispered. As if that was all he needed in life, he crashed his lips against yours with fervor.
He didn’t care if other people thought you were theirs. He just needed to know that he was the only one that was yours.
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Needy | Hoseok Imagine
Summary: You’re trying to work from home, but a needy boyfriend has other ideas.
Genre: Suggestive Fluff
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“Babe,” Hoseok said for the umpteenth time. And again, he received no response from you.
He huffed next to you on your couch as you tapped away on your laptop, trying to finish a very important article you needed to submit to the magazine you worked for.
You paused, leaning back and staring at the screen momentarily. Hoseok started to smile, you were finally going to pay attention to him.
Then your fingers started to fly on the keyboard again and he physically deflated.
Getting desperate, he leaned in close to your ear, letting out a breathy “Y/N.”
“Jesus Hobi!” You squeaked, jumping slightly. “What’re you doing? I’m trying to work!”
“And I’m trying to get you to stop working.” He said defensively, crossing his arms over his chest.
You sighed, eyeing up your clearly disgruntled boyfriend. He had the most adorably pathetic pout on his lips, eyebrow pulled together. You gave in slightly and leaned forward to put your laptop on the coffee table.
You turned in your seat and reached out to grab both his hands in yours.
“I am so incredibly happy you have two weeks off to rest and recuperate, you deserve it.” You smiled at him, earning a classic J-Hope-esque smile in return, which made you almost change your mind about what you were going to say next. “I, however, don’t have that luxury and a deadline to meet.”
With that, you withdrew your hands and went back to work.
Hoseok threw his back against the couch and let out a long, dramatic sigh.
“You’re torturing me,” He complained, “I finally have time off and you’re practically ignoring me.”
“Wow, that is—wow, so dramatic. I just have to finish, I’m almost done, and then I have nothing to worry about for a few days and I’m all. Yours.” You explained, trying to rack your brain for something groundbreaking to write.
“All mine?” He clarified.
“All yours.” You confirmed.
“Then I’ll try my hardest to be patient.”
“I appreciate it.”
“And I’ll be quiet so you can work.”
“Great, very helpful.”
“And when you’re done-“
“Hobi, I’ll never be done if you don’t let me start.” You sighed, trying to contain your smile. He was too cute to handle.
Hoseok nodded quickly, and tried to busy his mind with his phone. Naturally, about five minutes passed before all he could think about was you again.
“When is it due?” He asked, almost making you jump again because of how silent it had been.
“Tomorrow night at midnight.” You informed him, rubbing your temples. Why was it so hard for you to finish?
“I have an idea, just listen,” He started, scooting closer to you. He took your laptop off your lap and put it on the coffee table, and reached his arm around your shoulders, pulling you down into his chest and resting his chin on your head. You waited a few moments for him to start talking but he didn’t.
“Uh, Hobi?” You questioned.
“Yes?”
“What’s the idea?”
“Oh, that, yeah I didn’t have one. I just wanted to hold you.” He admitted, and though you couldn’t see his face you could hear the smile.
“Babe,” You whined.
“Just shush. Enjoy my company for a few minutes and you can get back to work. Breaks are good!” He exclaimed, running his hand up and down your arm. In the end, you’re always whipped for him and that’s that. So, you gave in and relaxed into his body.
“Good girl.” He whispered, and though his intent was innocent, the words made goosebumps form on your arms. You tried to check yourself, the last thing you needed was to get really distracted.
But hell, have you seen the man? Now that you weren’t so concentrated on the next big thing in fashion to write about, you were hyper aware of him. You had never had him to yourself for two weeks, ever. Not even two days. You snuggled in closer to his chest, wrapping your arms around him as well. He hummed in response, and tightened his grip on you. You could feel his muscles flexing around your body…
“Okay, break is done!” You jumped up, grabbing your laptop and walking over to your desk instead. You took a deep breath and tried to shove the impure thoughts from your brain and think about sweaters, or scarves, or anything but Hoseok.
“O..kay?” He stuttered, confused as to what he did wrong. He really thought he’d got you that time. Though it was incredibly difficult for him, he decided to lay down on the couch and watch TV until you could give him your complete, undivided attention.
After another hour of work, you sighed and stretched your arms above your head, and turned to talk to Hoseok.
“Babe, I’m on my last paragraph and then-“ Your sentence was stopped short when you noticed him sound asleep on the couch. You smiled softly, I guess that’s one way to keep him quiet. As you stared at him lovingly, your eyes traveled down his body, where his shirt had ridden up slightly and you could see a pathway of skin on his toned stomach. You had to resist the urge to walk over there and run your hands under his shirt. You swallowed hard.
“Why am I acting like a 16 year old boy crazy lunatic? Keep it together.” You thought to yourself. Shaking it off you turned back to your computer.
Alas, a few more sentences and your brain drifted back to your very attractive sleeping boyfriend. If you could just get through this…
“Y/N,” Hoseok whispered, causing your body to shiver. Ah, shit. He was up. You didn’t have much strength left to resist him as is…
Much to your surprise when you swiveled in your office chair to look at him, he was still sound asleep. But you thought for sure you’d heard your name…
As if on cue, your name escaped his lips again in the most sweet, sultry whisper you’d ever heard.
You stood up immediately and walked over to him, before roughly shaking him to wake him up.
“Y/N! What the hell! Why would you wake me up like that…” He asked, shooting to a sitting position and blinking his eyes rapidly.
“Were you dreaming about me?” You asked bluntly, crossing your arms and staring him down.
“I mean, you’re always in my dreams baby.” He winked teasingly.
Your eyes practically rolled out of your head. “Really. Were you?”
“I-I guess?” He said, a light blush painting his cheeks.
“Are you trying to make me lose my mind?” You interrogated, raking your fingers through your hair.
“I don’t think so? What’d I do?”
“What did you do? Oh I don’t know. The whispering in my ear earlier, calling me a ‘good girl’, rubbing your hands on me, saying my name in your sleep, and dammit put on a longer shirt.” You ranted before briskly walking off towards the kitchen. You whipped open one of the cabinets to pull out a glass and get yourself some water. You placed your hands on the counter, and took a deep breath. You’re an adult, you can control your urges, you literally have maybe one more hour of work left, so if Hobi could just-
All of your thoughts were interrupted with the feeling of his arms around your waist, pulling you against him, his chest to your back. His lips ghosted the skin on the back of your neck, his breath causing another involuntary shiver. Without your brain doing any thinking your body leaned back into him, and your head tilted back to rest on his shoulder. He leaned down slowly, before placing an agonizingly slow, deliberate kiss right under your ear. His lips moved softly, slowly against your skin, before you let out a slow sigh.
“Hoseok,” You whimpered, mentally caught between knowing you shouldn’t give in, but wanting to, oh, so badly.
“Y/N.” He whispered back, moving an inch down your neck and continuing his slow torture.
“Stop,” You moaned, spinning around in his grip to face him. But your plan greatly backfired, and as soon as you were face to face, he leaned in, just a few inches between your lips and his. His eyes locked with yours and suddenly, it’s as if you couldn’t remember you even had a job.
“You’re right, we should stop. You have an article to write.” He explained, in a low deep tone. He brought his hand up to your neck, caressing your skin with his thumb.
“A-article?” You stammered, feeling your cheeks getting hot. You reached out to grab at his sides, wadding his shirt up in your hands.
“Yes, you know, for your job,” He leaned in again, this time grazing your lips so softly you thought you imagined it.
“Right. My job. Right.” You breathed, and he touched your lips to his one more time. Then, his warmth disappeared as he stepped away.
“I’ll leave you to it,” He smirked, waving before disappearing towards your bedroom.
You groaned loudly so he could hear how disgruntled you were. You could hear his contagious laugh echo through the hallway.
Begrudgingly, you trudged back to your work station to throw yourself into work.
Hoseok had been laying on your bed on his phone, deciding he’d messed around enough and would let you finish your job. It’d been about 45 minutes, he had been hoping you were close to finished. His strength was wearing thin and all he could think about was all the things he was going to do to you.
The door creaked open and you stepped inside, locking eyes with him immediately. His smile spread across his face as he looked at you in all of your glory. He loved the way your lips set slightly parted, hair almost perfect all the time, radiant skin, and the most beautiful eyes he’d ever had the pleasure to look into.
“You’re the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen, even when you’re mad at me.” He joked, sitting up in bed. You raised an eyebrow at him before you approached him, throwing your leg over his lap and straddling him. You gripped his shirt and yanked him towards you, keeping your eyes locked with his the whole time. He waited for you to respond, but there was nothing but a few moments of silence, labored breathing, and intense sexual tension.
“I love you.” You growled, the words sweet but your tone dark and sensual. He smirked, before you slammed your lips against his eagerly, you’d waited long enough.
Finally, he had your undivided attention.
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efflorescence.
summary: in which you find that sometimes loving someone else is easier than loving yourself. but perhaps it helps when he looks at you in that way.
warnings: depression-related undertones
genre: angst, the softest of fluff because that’s what pjm is
words: 2.1k
pairing: jimin x reader
The first time you find him, the world is a blur of ash and grey.
It’s early enough on a weekday that the streets are mostly empty, with fog and smoke intertwining in the cold winter air. The drawstrings of your hoodie are tied together just as tightly, as you watch your breath escape your parted lips in brief clouds.
It really is cold today.
Perhaps the thoughts in your head don’t take note of the weather when they begin bickering, because even on this gloomy winter day, they chose to rile you up once again. You couldn’t lie in bed any longer, blank eyes staring up at the ceiling, listening to the incessant demons whispering the worries and anxieties to you over and over again.
Seoul is rarely quiet, but you know your way around to pinpoint where the best path for a solo stroll would be. You’d taken this path many times already, but today was the beginning of encountering him.
Your steps slowly come to a stop as you observe him. Even from underneath the oversized hoodie, you could tell his body was lean and poised. Truthfully, you couldn’t pinpoint what exactly about him brought about your hesitation, but it was almost as if your heart could sense another bothered soul. If it weren’t for the gently waving locks of blond hair underneath his cap, he could’ve been mistaken as a very well-made statue.
Really, it wasn’t like you to walk up to strangers, yet you found your legs carrying you off the beaten path you’d been accustomed to. As you approached, you saw the tension bunch in his shoulders. Nevertheless, the boy didn’t move.
You stood just a few feet away from him before saying, “Terrible day, isn’t it?”
Even from behind his black face mask, you heard a breathy laugh. He seemed to relax a little before pulling his mask down slightly and saying, “Yet there’s still something beautiful about it.”
You looked out at the river in front of you, its surface as smooth as glass. Something inside of you wanted to throw something in, just to disturb its peace— its annoying perfection.
You wondered how long he’d been here. Just sitting and staring at nothing.
“I guess…” you took your hands out of your pockets and blew air on them, hoping it would somehow warm them up.
“It’s really cold today miss. You should head home.” Looking over, you noticed his dark brown eyes fixed on your own. Even though you couldn’t see much else under his cap, they had your full attention anyways.
“I’d say the same for you,” you replied smartly before quickly adding, “sir”.
His eyes crinkle into a smile before he looks forward again, straightening out and chirping, “You’re right. Have a good day!”
You don’t turn to watch as his steps move further and further away with each rustle of grass.
✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿
The second time you find him, the world has frozen over in a dress of white.
Your shift had just ended. As a tired “good riddance” escaped your mouth, the smell of coffee and freshly baked goods still clung to your hair and clothes. Given the many months you’d spent working at this cafe, the scent that had grown so familiar you could no longer detect it. Biting into a banana muffin with gusto, you decided you needed to get the words out of your head as soon as possible and onto paper. Maybe for the first time in months, you actually found inspiration for your next work.
Halfway through the journey, you thought you spied a form sat on a bench with an air so familiar it almost hurt. Backpedaling, you stood and stared, a wave of déjà vu hitting you. Breath caught, you walked forward again, stopping only when you were a mere few feet away from him.
“Hi again,” this time, he’s the first to speak. By the time your eyes meet his, there’s the same glint of a smile in his eyes as he stands to meet you.
“How’d you know it was me?”
He goes silent for a moment, and you almost figured he hadn’t heard your question before you hear his soft voice go, “You have very unique steps."
You scoff, “What does that even mean?”
When he doesn’t reply, you frown and kick and a pile of snow before shivering, “What are you doing out here?”
Standing, you notice how graceful his movements seem to be— each extension and contraction a fluid motion. He dusts a bit of snow off his jacket, and as silly as it sounds, you suddenly thought your hand was probably twice the size of his.
“Just thinking,” he draws a half moon in the snow as his foot sweeps side to side.
You take another big bite of your pastry as the silence washes over like the lull of a lazy wave. The two of you watch as a couple of children throw snowballs at each other. A boy, likely no older than eight, gets hit and falls to the ground with a wail. As the other boys laugh and run away, you notice a small girl in pink rushing over, her little arms outstretched and round face pink with worry. The scene is too much, because you turn away and crumple the muffin wrapper with a renewed sense of anxiety.
“I come out here to stop thinking,” you confess, aiming for the trash can and missing spectacularly.
You hear musical laughter behind you followed by brisk steps belonging to the boy who effortlessly throws the trash in for you. When you turn to regard him, his eyes are crinkled into a smile and something about the way he looks makes him seem like a gentle ray of sunshine.
Before you could ask him what he found so hilarious, a flurry of snowflakes lazily begin spiraling from the sky. You watched slowly as a couple find refuge in his golden locks; all the while, he is transfixed with the melting flakes on his fingertips.
“You have a lovely smile. You should do that more often,” his attention switches from the snow to you, and the attention is almost too much for you to bear.
“Ah, is it Compliment [Y/N] Day?”
He laughs again at the way you try to deflect your embarrassment at his sweet words. After all, you didn’t even notice the smile that grew across your features from watching his observations. He really is quite the tease. Yet, just like the snowflakes, you can’t help but melt in his presence. You don’t even know his name, but there’s something comforting about him— as if he’s a slice of tranquility you’ve been looking for.
“Is that your name? [Y/N]?”
You nod, “And you?”
He hesitates, which you find odd, until he sighs and replies honestly, “I…can’t tell you.”
Nudging him and warming at the contact your elbows made you joked, “You a spy or something?”
Shaking his head with a small smile, you decide to leave it at that when he doesn’t say anything more. You admit you were a bit disappointed that he couldn’t even offer you a name when he now knew yours, but you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“I hoped that I would see you again,” he admits, “I wasn’t the most…friendly individual.”
Sitting down on a nearby bench in a huff, you retort, “I’ll say! I’m not the most outgoing gal so that hurt my pride when you left almost immediately.”
Giggling, he did a little spin before plopping down next to you; he was so close you could feel the waves of warmth he was giving off. Jeez, he was cute.
“I’m sorry,” he apologizes gently, “I…wasn’t having the best day.”
“That makes two of us.”
“Really? What happened? That is, if you don’t mind me asking of course,” he peers at you with those wide eyes and you somehow find the words tumbling out from your mouth with ease.
“I tend to get into these moods where…I worry a lot about the things beyond my control. Whether it’s the future, my own identity, or my abilities…I grow anxious whenever I think about them. Sometimes it’s difficult to really feel like I’m heading somewhere meaningful— if that makes sense,” playing with your fingers as you speak.
The boy is silent, and right when you’re scared you’ve freaked him out or made him uncomfortable, he whispers, “I feel that too.”
Giving him a comforting smile, you add, “Well, perhaps that’s just a part of life or something.”
He nods slowly, returning to gazing at the horizon with an intense look.
Swinging you legs back and forth, you happen to glance at your phone as it lights up with a notification. It’s almost time for your class.
“I have to go. Class,” you jump up quickly and brush the snow off your shoulders, “and Mr. Spy, I just want you to know that…”
Giving encouraging speeches was not your forte, but here goes nothing.
“Hope shows up when there’s hardship. So, I hope that you know that you seem like a pretty alright person to me. Maybe secret government missions are tough every now and then, but you should always stay positive…and stuff.”
There’s no doubt that you’re terrible at this.
Perhaps sensing your authenticity, his eyes light up and you wished with you whole heart you could see the smile under the face mask.
“Thank you [Y/N].”
✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿
The last time you find him, the world has blossomed in a hue of vibrancy.
It had been a while since you last saw him. Winter passed by begrudgingly slow, and you couldn’t help the pause in your step every time you passed by the increasingly familiar bench facing towards the river. Each time, your heart faltered when you could not spot his slender silhouette.
Then, on one of the most beautiful days of the year, as bright faced families and spring allergies ran amok, you spotted him. This time, he appeared to be looking for you.
His hair was dyed brown this time. Nevertheless, you’d recognize that gentle presence and graceful stance anywhere.
“[Y/N].”
Hearing your name on his soft tones was enough to send your pulse into a rush. You had a million questions running through you mind, but the one that seemed to find its way out of you was a simple, “What have you been up to?”
Eyes crinkling brightly, he looks at you with genuine happiness as he replies, “Finding the paradise behind the hardships.”
Even though you don’t quite understand what he means, you feel content for him nonetheless.
“That’s great, I’m glad,” you offer him a smile of your own.
Spring meant flourishing. Feeling the warm sunshine on every inch of your exposed skin, breathing in the faint scent of cherry blossoms on the wind, and lying in the grass with him…you felt happy. Every day, you still struggled to hold hope close, but thinking of him always helped push the fears aside momentarily. Even though the boy never said much previously, he seemed particularly excited today. He spoke with a lilting, cheery air as he told you about his six best friends and his belief that he finally found the success he had been searching for. Turning on his side to look at your directly, a dandelion caught in his brown locks, he looked at you brightly.
“You did it,” you whispered, pride bubbling in your chest.
Reaching out hesitantly, he watches your reaction as his fingers brush the side of your face. You can’t help the shivers you suddenly feel. The way he’s looking at you— it’s almost unbearably tender. It’s been a while since anyone, especially yourself, looked at you with any semblance of care and appreciation.
You don’t even realize you’re crying until he brushes the tears away with his fingers. With each stroke, you remember the snowflakes that had previously fallen on them. Each touch bring you back to the gloomy beginning, the peaceful transition, and this alluring…end?
“[Y/N], how are you?”
The words that fall from his lips as so genuine you can’t help but grab onto them for reassurance. You want to tell him everything: every struggle you’ve ever felt, every tidbit of happiness you’ve gleaned the past few days, and every feeling you’re struggling to pinpoint when you look at him. Instead, you pull his hand from your face with a little squeeze.
“Still hoping. Next time, I’ll meet you in that paradise you mentioned.”
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Baby Shoes and for Mommy and Daddy too
You and Jimin were out shopping. It was one of his favorite things to do when he was home from tour. You had walked into a shoe store because you needed some new shoes for work. You were walking around when you saw the Jimin had stopped in front of the baby shoes and were intently looking at them. You smiled softly, you and Jimin had talked about having children but it wasn’t a plan set in stone. Well, maybe it was because you were already pregnant little to his knowledge. You had just found out a few days ago and now you have the perfect way to tell him. You walked over and laid a soft hand on his shoulder. He turns to see you and holds up the small pair of shoes for you to see.
“Look how cute! They’re so small. I can’t believe that babies are actually this small at a point.”
He says, smiling.
You grab the pair of shoes that you were looking at and paid out. You were going to go back and get the others when Jimin went to the studio later on. You made it back home and Jimin helped you pack away all of the clothes and things that you had gotten. He then cuddles into your side when you sit down on the couch.
“Seeing those baby shoes have me thiniking. One day, I want to start a family, with you.”
He says, a bashful smile on his face.
You smile softly.
“I would like that. A little you or me running around the house. I hope they get your smile. It’s too cute.”
You say.
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After a few hours of watching random things on Netflix, Jimin was getting ready to go to practice. You waited for him to leave and made sure that you had your debit card so that Jimin wouldn’t be suspicious. You catch a bus to the mall and walk back to the shoe store that you and Jimin had went to earlier. You found the shoes that he had been messing with and grabbed the small pair of shoes and went to get the same shoes for you and Jimin. You get back home and get everything into the some gift bags. You then cook Jimin’s favorite food and hot everything else just as Jimin walked into the house.
“It smells amazing love. What’s the occasion?”
He asks.
“That’s a surprise for after dinner.”
You say, pressing a kiss onto his lips.
He smiles.
“Okay. Well I guess I can wait a little while.”
He says.
You two eat and Jimin tells you all of his stories from practice today. You found yourself giggling at his story of Namjoon flailing around and messing up the dance and Hoseok yelling at him again. You finish eating and Jimin looks confused when you come back from the living room with the two gift bags that his things were wrapped in. You handed him his shoes first. He opens them and smiles at the shoes.
“Awww you got me sized shoes of the baby ones that I was looking at earlier. You really didn’t have to do that babe.”
He says.
“That’s not all that I got baby. You have one more surprise and I think that it would be a much bigger surprise than you think.”
You say.
You then happily hand over the other gift bag with the baby shoes inside. He pulls it out and opens the box. He then looked up at you confused.
“Why did you get actual baby shoes?”
He asks.
You then pull out the picture that you had gotten earlier in the week with your doctor. You hand it over to him. You gasp when you heard him sob. You immediately rush over to his side.
“What’s wrong babe? Are you not happy?”
You ask.
“Of course I’m happy. I just can’t believe that we are going to have a minny version of us. I can’t wait to tell the boys!!!”
You giggle and show him the shoes that you had gotten yourself that matched the ones that he had just opened himself.
“I thought that we could be a little matching family.”
You smile.
“I think that is an amazing idea. How about we go and surprise the boys now?”
You giggle and loop your arm through his and make your way to the dorms where the boys spend most of their time.
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