#jin spinning that mic... i will hold my tongue
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Red Sus (M)
Idol!Jeongguk x Girlfriend!Reader
WordCount: 3.9k
Genre: Smut, Porn With Little Plot, Fluff, Among Us!Fic, Among Us!Crack?
Warnings: Jeongguk’s Hot Headed Ass, Taehyung LITERALLY THROWING THE GAME, Impreg Kink, Big IQ Brain Power Plays, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Fellatio, Face Fucking, Praise, Edging, Unprotected Sex, Belly Buldge, Cunnilingus, Pussy Slapping, Spitting, Doggy Style, Multiple Orgasms, Cream Pie
A/N: Sooooo I’m too obsessed with Among Us to not make a fic? And even though this is shorter than most that I make I thought it would be fun to whip something up in the spirit of BTS’ competitive games. Do I believe 100% that Kim Taehyung would throw a game? Absolutely. Thank you so much to the forever squad @ppersonna, @ladyartemesia, @xjoonchildx for letting me rant and talk about this insanity of a one shot and reading it! Thank you to baby Bucca @thejooncrew for reading it! I hope you enjoy the silly and the smutty!
The house is filled with loud screams, mainly from your boyfriend as he ties his hair up into a ponytail.
You can see the sweat on his neck beading as he sits in the voting screen.
"Oh yeah?! Then Taehyung hyung, where were you? Because I went to reactor when it was called and you didn't follow me and now Hobi hyung is dead." Jeongguk goes quiet as he waits for his answer and you begin to smirk as the muscles in his back tense up.
"WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? LAME. LAME. LAME. RED SUS. RED SUS AS FUCK! There is no possible way you were in cafeteria! Because I ran through cafeteria from admin to get to the reactor!" Jeongguk has gotten angry during games before. But, this is the first time you've seen his neck veins bulging.
"Hyungs! It's not me! I didn't kill Hobi hyung!" He whines out before putting his elbows to his computer table and cupping his forehead with his hands.
"You're fucking throwing!" He complains and you watch the screen as his black character racks up smaller bodies beneath his name. He scoffs loudly as he mutes his mic before turning to you.
"I want you to play with us. I can't play with them. It's so frustrating." He whines as he rolls his chair over to you. He throws himself out of the chair and onto your lap as you caress his handsome face.
Guk has always been so competitive, so good with everything that you can understand him being frustrated in a game like this one. Sometimes he needs a little pick me up. A little incentive to get him going again. And you know just the thing.
"Alright, I’ll play. But how about if I win, we make a baby?" You ask and his eyes flash over with mischief.
“Yeah? You want to make a mini crewmate with me?” He asks playfully and you narrow your eyes at him for the bad joke.
“Okay. Okay. Sorry, no bad jokes. Only filling your pussy with my cum.” He says before he chuckles deeply as his hand roams over the curve of your side.
"That sound good? We play and if I win you can fuck a baby into me like you’ve been trying to do?" You ask once more.
His bottom lip is between his teeth as his fingers drift over the imprint of your puffy nipple through your tank top.
"How about you play with the boys but I have to play with you while you do it? And if you win either Imposter or Crewmate then I'll fuck my baby into you like I've been dying to do since I met you five years ago." His offer is tempting and you begin to smile as he does the same.
His fingers drift over your nipples, watching them strain and become erect against the thin fabric.
“Game on, Jeon Jeongguk.”
With a sharp breath between his teeth, he leans up on his elbows. His tongue peeks out of his mouth to place wet kisses against your clothed chest. His tongue flicks at the stiff peaked bud, enjoying how the lavender shirt becomes darker with his saliva.
"Guk?" You can hear faintly from the computer and he sits up quickly as he hears them call his name.
The word Defeat flashes on the screen and he sighs loudly as he shuffles back over to the computer desk. Fixing his erection, he puts his headphones back on.
"Y/N is going to play for me. I'm going to take a shower." He says calmly as you open up your laptop. He hands you his mouse as he gives them farewells. Booting up the screen, he reads out the letters of the private server before situating himself behind you.
You take in a sharp breath as he pulls your tank top over your head. Your mind already becoming foggy with thoughts of lust as the server boots up.
"Hey guys." You call out as you join the Discord server.
"Hey hey!" Taehyung cheers as he runs around your purple character on screen.
You've played Among Us before with your friends but never your boyfriend's group. This will be interesting. You're usually very good and right now you need to be. There's nothing you want more in the world then to start a family with the man you love and adore.
"Start." Jin calls out and Jeongguk mutes your mic for you.
You take in a sharper breath than before as his thumbs swipe across your nipples. His lips trail from one shoulder to the other and you shudder as the Shhhh screen disappears.
"Impostor." You tell him and he chuckles to himself before nodding.
"Better hope you're good if you want me to fuck my cum into you and make this baby." He jeers.
Faking tasks for you is easy, but it's considerably harder when your smoking hot boyfriend is behind you. He's touching every bit of flesh he can. Rolling and pinching your nipples just perfectly to distract you from the task at hand.
His lips are kissing at the shell of your ear when you get your first kill on Jimin in Navigation before hopping into the vent.
"Every good kill you get, I'll reward you." Jeongguk whispers before peeking at the muted mic. Drifting his fingers south, he watches you as you jump out of the vent in admin before pretending to stalk the admin screen.
"Clean." Jeongguk whispers as Hoseok runs into the room.
As you exit the admin screen, the dead body report comes up and Jeongguk holds his breath.
"It's Yoongi hyung! It's Yoongi hyung!" Taehyung chants and Guk laughs as you unmute your mic.
"What?! Why would you say that?!" Yoongi yells as you giggle.
“First of all, where’s Jimin’s body?” Namjoon asks and you hear Taehyung hum.
“He’s in Navigation.” He replies.
"I saw Y/N in admin so she's good." Hoseok calls out and your boyfriend gives a thumbs up.
He shoves his hand in your pants and you squirm nervously.
Parting the now slick folds of your pussy, his middle finger rubs smooth circles onto your clit. Your back falters into his chest at the pleasurable feeling and you find yourself giving the smallest whimper.
"Y/N, what did you do this round?" Namjoon asks and you clear your throat.
Jeongguk pauses to let you collect yourself.
"I did card swipe and wires in admin before staying on the admin screen to see if anyone vented." You say before hearing hums of agreement.
"Yeah. I'll take that. And, I did see her in admin so I believe it." Hoseok says. Jeongguk begins his unrelenting torture to your clit once more as he kisses softly down the back of your neck.
"YOONGI HYUNG IS SUS!" Taehyung screams and you can't help but giggle before gasping gently at the pleasure and muting your mic.
"Shut up Taehyung! You're the worst third impostor I've ever fucking seen. You're throwing, you IDIOT!" Yoongi screams back.
"Skip." Jin mumbles before the screen goes black once more.
"You're doing so well, baby girl." Guk whispers as he trails his slender fingers along your slick folds.
"Fuck. Guk." You whine as you put your head back to his shoulder.
"Better pay attention. If you want me to fuck a baby into you that is." He reminds you.
You were intrigued when you first found out about his kink but after watching some porn videos with him and hearing him talk about it in bed, it's certainly grown on you.
You stopped taking birth control a while ago and have been trying to have a baby for so long now. But, fun games like this couldn't hurt. They're exciting.
Starting the round, you head off towards reactor and pretend to do Simon Says when Namjoon enters to do 1-10.
You can barely focus as your boyfriend pinches and rolls your nipple between his fingertips.
"Can't wait till you're swollen with my baby. Gonna let everyone know just how much I love on you. I can't wait till these pretty tits fill up with milk just for my child." Jeongguk whispers in your ear and you shiver before killing Namjoon and venting.
You sabotage the doors all around the left side before popping out of the vent in lower engine and running into electrical with Jin.
"Lean back a little bit for me, baby girl." Your boyfriend demands and you do as you're told. He thrusts two fingers deep into your cunt and you moan loudly at the tiny burn.
"You're so excited to have my baby. You hear how wet you are for me? Getting your cute little panties all soaked." He whispers before nipping at your earlobe.
You kill Jin before venting and Namjoon's body is found by Yoongi.
"SELF REPORTED!" Taehyung screams and you moan as Jeongguk curls his fingers to the delicate bundle of nerves inside of you.
"Shut the fuck up Taehyung. My God!" Yoongi whines.
"Where's the body?" Hoseok asks.
"Reactor. Oh shit. Jin is dead too. I think it's Taehyung or he's throwing." Yoongi says matter-of-factly.
"Y/N, where were you this round?" Hoseok asks.
Jeongguk keeps pressure to your g-spot as you unmute.
"I did gas can top and then gas can bottom. Then went into electrical to do the three spinning things." You say before muting yourself again.
"I trust Y/N." Taehyung says before clearing his throat.
"Fuck Guk, keep going. My pussy is so wet for you." You whine as his large hand spreads your leg wider.
"We have to vote here guys." Hoseok calls out.
"I'm voting for Taehyung. He's putting the blame on me so it's got to be him." Jeongguk laughs behind you as he begins to fuck you with his fingers again.
"I'm going with Taehyung too." Hoseok says and you vote the second youngest out before moaning your boyfriend's name.
"That's it baby. Fuck, you love this." Your boyfriend mumbles as he pulls his cock out of his sweatpants.
"Kill one more and you get a fat load of cum up your needy cunt." He reminds you as Taehyung floats through the air.
The heel of his palm digs into your clit and you whimper out as you watch Hoseok stay near the emergency meeting button.
You call reactor quickly and run across with both Yoongi and Hoseok as your cooldown meter ticks away to nothing. Finally you kill Yoongi and breathe a sigh of relief as you win the round.
"Damn. It wasn't Yoongi?" Taehyung asks dumbfounded.
"I said it wasn't me like fifty times KIM TAEHYUNG." Yoongi yells.
"Gg fellas. But I gotta go. Bye!" You squeal as you exit the Discord call.
Jeongguk puts your laptop and headphones on the floor before tackling you to the mattress with a sly grin.
He tugs off your sleep shorts and your underwear before taking off his sweatpants and smiling widely.
You absentmindedly lick your lips as you stare at his rock hard cock. It was a sight you could never get tired of. Slightly curved and beading precum at the tip of his long length, he begins to chuckle as you eye him. The pink rose veins of his cock call out to you and you wrap your hand around the thick base earning a whimper from your boyfriend above you.
“Fuck. Baby.” He whines as you stroke him, feeling the velvety soft skin against your palm.
His cock twitches with need as you sit up.
Looking up at him below your thick lashes, he takes a sharp breath through his teeth anticipating what’s to come next.
Your tongue swirls around the head of his cock, picking up the beads of precum that linger. Guk moans loudly above you, his hands grasp at your head as you enter him into your mouth.
“Oh fuck, you’re so good at sucking my cock baby, shit.” He moans out.
His perfectly manicured nails dig into your scalp and you bob your head.
“Just like that. Keep going. I love when you slobber on my cock. Shows me how horny you get for me.” His bottom lip tucks between his teeth again as he pushes your head down, losing himself in the pleasure you’re giving him.
Your eyes spring with fresh tears as you gag on his large length and the sound only goads him on to hear more of them.
Swallowing around his cock, he preens as he goes deeper and deeper within your throat.
“Such a good girl. Fuck.” He praises through gritted teeth. His eyes lock onto yours again as tears stream down your cheeks.
“Yeah. Fuck you love this, don’t you? Love being a little cocksleeve for me.” His cock begins to throb within your throat and you whine at the feeling before he’s pulling out and sighing loudly.
“Lay down for me, baby girl.” He says as he pulls his hair tie tighter.
Doing as told you let out a soft moan as his lips encircle your areola. His tongue flicks at your stiff peaked bud as his cock glides through your folds.
The stimulation to your clit is so powerful, you feel almost breathless. Every rut against your core has you losing all semblance of reality.
“Yes. Yes. In me, please.” You beg as he shows love to your other breast.
Aligning to your core, his hand cups your cheek. He gives you a small smile before pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.
Gasping as he enters you, his tongue glides over yours as you grip his tattooed arms.
"Oh fuck!" You whine as your head lolls back.
"Oh my God." Guk groans as he buries his face into your neck.
Wrapping your legs around his waist, your nails scrape down the honey toned skin of his arms.
"Fuck, you feel so good baby. So wet and tight for me." He moans against your skin as he begins a relentless pace.
Taking his head away from your neck, he situates his hands on either side of your face before thrusting harder into you.
His eyes drift slowly down your body to where you are joined and he moans loudly before pressing his hand to your womb.
“Fuck, look how big my cock is in your tight little pussy.” He moans and your eyes drift to where he’s looking.
His cock is so long and thick inside of you, you can see the outline as he thrusts in and out of your soppy cunt.
“God, you’re incredible!” He whines as he picks up the pace.
Sitting up on his knees, his hips continue to snap and roll as a thin sheen of sweat graces his body.
Your fingers drift over the hard muscles of his abs as you moan for him. He fucks you so well, muddling your mind and drying your mouth and throat.
“You’re gonna look so good, nice and pregnant with my baby. So fucking perfect carrying my child inside of you. Shit! You’re so fucking wet!” He cries out as he grips your hips.
His perfect nails scrape down the skin of your hips and the slight twinge of pain earning a loud groan from you.
He’s so perfect. So yours. And, so eager to put what’s his inside of you.
“Tell me how much you want my baby inside of you.” Jeongguk demands as his hand reaches for the apex of your thighs.
Rearing back and spitting on your already soaked pussy, his thumb begins to rub circles onto your clit. Your thighs lock and shake through the intense pleasure and you can barely think before he’s slapping your clit to demand words from your mouth.
“I want you to fuck a baby into me so badly. Want you to cum inside and watch me get all big with your baby.” You whine as you palm your breasts in hand.
“Fuck yes. Can’t wait till you're nice and big. Get to fuck you from behind with your belly in my hands.” He mumbles as his head lolls back.
You could feel yourself starting to reach the height of your pleasure. The pressure within you becomes almost too much to withstand.
“Guk, please. Please! I want to cum!” You whine and he lets a smirk grace his features before he’s fucking you up the bed.
Your hands grip the sheets, white knuckling them as your eyes flutter shut.
“Cum on my cock, baby girl. Show me how much you want my baby.” He demands as he pinches your clit.
Behind your eyes, a galaxy explodes and paints the back of your eyelids as you orgasm. Your ears ring and you can barely hear him praising you for all you’re worth.
“Oh fuck! You’re going to make me cum!” He whines as he pulls out of you.
You whimper at the loss. You feel drunk off his pleasure. Sluggishly you watch as his tattooed arms wrap around your thighs.
Laying down between your thighs, he ruts his cock against the mattress as his face reaches towards your core.
“Guk!” You whine as he wraps his lips against your throbbing bud.
Your body jolts and tingles with overstimulation as you grip his ponytail.
“T-Too much! I can’t!” You cry out but he doesn’t listen.
He gives soft licks to your clit, pushing you through the overstimulation until you’re preening for him again.
His name tumbles from your lips like a prayer as you begin to grind your spent cunt against his face begging for more.
Leaving your clit, his nose brushes against your nub as his tongue enters you. The muscular organ goes rigid as he fucks you before whirling around inside of you. With a yelp, you grip his hair harder within your grasp. Tugging almost painfully, he groans against you. The vibration seems to course through your body. The noise reinvigorating you for more.
“Oh fuck! Jeongguk!” You cry out as he grips your thighs harder.
His eyes flutter shut and your breath hitches as he pulls away.
“You taste so fucking good. So sweet.” He mumbles.
The image of his handsome face, covered and shining in your slick is almost sensory overload for you.
He smacks your pussy playfully once more before his hands grip your sides. In an instant you’re on your stomach, face pressed down into a pillow.
Guk positions you to his liking, his hand roaming over the soft skin of your back before knocking your legs open.
Grippin the back of your neck, he places soft kisses across your shoulder as he aligns himself back to your entrance.
“Fuck, I love you.” He murmurs into your ear.
“I love you t-” The final word is cut off with a loud moan as he enters you in one swift motion.
You can hear him groan low and deep in your ear, and can feel the rumble of his chest as he presses himself against your back.
“Your pussy is so fucking sloppy. You’re creaming all over my cock, filthy girl.” He punctuates each word with a harsh thrust and your moans become stunted and muffled into the pillow.
Pulling away from your back, his hand grips your hair into a makeshift ponytail before tugging harshly as he fucks you with everything he has.
You can hear his ragged breathing and his gentle moans letting you know how good you feel around him.
“I can’t wait to fuck your pregnant pussy. I read it feels so much warmer and tighter. So much sweeter. You’re going to drive me insane with this pretty little cunt of yours.” He informs you as he hooks his hand around your throat.
Pulling you upright against his chest, he fucks up into you at a speed that should be illegal. Your hands scramble to grab anything as he applies the perfect amount of pressure to the column of your throat.
Gasping in your pleasure, you grip at his arm feeling his muscles and veins flexing and protruding. His forehead presses against your temple and he curses softly in your ear as his cock thickens and throbs within you.
“Goddamn, baby girl. You’re going to make me cum. Rub your clit for me, cum on my cock first.” With a shaky hand you do as told, rubbing furious circles against your clit as your arousal drips down both his and your legs.
“Guk! Fuck! I want to get pregnant for you so badly!” You cry out as his teeth gingerly clamp your earlobe.
“I know, baby girl. You want me to cum in your needy little pussy so badly. I can feel it. You want to watch your belly swell with my baby and let everyone know who keeps you so well stuffed.” He whispers in your ear.
Your eyes roll back in your head as the pressure builds up again within you. Your legs shake and your moans become whimpers as you focus on his throbbing cock inside of you.
“Want to hold your big belly walking down the street letting everyone know Jeon Jeongguk put that baby inside you. That no one gets to have me but you. Fuck!” He curses loudly as his thrusts begin to get sloppy.
“Guk! I’m going to cum!” You whine as you grip his arm harder.
“Good girl, cum on my cock. I’m- Fuck- I’m not going to last.” He cries out as his eyes squeeze shut.
As you orgasm the second time, he gasps loudly behind you. Letting your throat go, he cups your breasts behind his large hands and squeezes roughly as he begins to cum. You can feel his warm cum painting the walls of your pussy and he whines your name gently as he buries his face into your neck.
With a gentle cry, your orgasm becomes tenfold feeling how warm his cum is inside of you.
“Oh shit.” He mumbles as he holds you tightly to his chest.
“Fuck.” You whisper as he presses soft kisses to your heated skin.
You stay like this for a minute before he’s flopping both of your bodies down onto the bed with an exasperated sigh.
“God, I hope we get pregnant this time.” He whispers and you know he’s praying to God for it to come true.
“I hope so too.” You whisper as your fingers drift over the skin of his arm.
The silence is comfortable for a few minutes and his grip on your tightens as he hugs your body to his.
“Wanna play another round with the boys before we order dinner?” He asks innocently and you begin to smile as you nod.
“If you win again, I’ll fuck more cum into you. Deal?” He asks as he pulls out of you.
His fingers spread your battered pussy lips as he watches your cunt begin to cream with his cum.
“Deal.” You say with a giggle as he runs his fingers over your womb.
“I think it’s Y/N.” Jeongguk mumbles into the mic before turning his head to you and narrowing his eyes.
You stay stone faced as you look at him before turning back to the screen, “It’s not me. I did all my tasks. I’m just following people around to make sure they don’t die. I think it’s Taehyung. Red sus.” You say as you lean back against the headboard of the bed cracking your fingers.
Jeongguk rolls his eyes as everyone begins to agree with you.
“Red is always sus. Especially when you’re Kim Taehyung.” You hear Jimin say with a laugh.
You begin to smirk as everyone votes Tae, you can hear him protesting and screaming. With a triumphant laugh the victory screen appears and you fold your arms as you quip an eyebrow at your boyfriend.
He grumbles gently before muting his mic.
“Fine. Spread those pretty legs for me.” He whispers as he leaves the game.
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Baking cookies | Min Yoongi
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader (established relationship)
Word count: 1,768 words
“What do you want to do today?” Your fingers run through your boyfriend Yoongi's hair while his head rests on your chest.
“Stay right here,” He buried his face further into your chest, making you giggle, “Lay here all day with you.” Yoongi’s arm that was wrapped around your waist pulled you tighter into him.
Your hand halted its movements, “As much as I love that, we did that yesterday.”
“Two lazy days can’t hurt.” Yoongi tilted his head slightly to meet your eyes.
You chuckle before running your hand through his hair once again, “It’s not just two lazy days, if we stay in bed today that makes four days.”
“But, it's my break.” He grins.
“Nope,” You wiggle a bit and escape his grasps, “I think I know what I’m going to do today.”
Yoongi rolls onto his back with a groan as your warmth leaves him, “_______,
He calls after you as you walk towards the door, “Come on honey, stay with me a little longer.” He calls you honey knowing that is a weak spot for you. You bite your lip to conceal a smile, even though your back was to him. You didn’t bother to change your clothes, you wore one of his t-shirts and underwear.
You stop in the doorway, spinning around to look at him, “I think that I’m going to bake some cookies today.”
Yoongi rolls onto his side, resting his head into his hand, “Cookies really?” His grin spreads wider. You examined his messy hair and sleepy face along with the same hoodie and shorts he’s been wearing for days now. You couldn’t help but feel your heart swell at the sight of your boyfriend.
“Yep.” You nodded with a smile before turning to leave the room. You wandered down the hall of your shared apartment, stopping in the kitchen to stretch. You wandered around the kitchen gathering the ingredients. You heard the footsteps of Yoongi coming down the hall followed by the little padding of Holly following behind him. You giggled to yourself as you reached up to grab a bowl from the cabinet. Whenever he had a break like this, he would follow you around like a lost puppy, needing to spend as much time with you as possible.
Before you could turn around you felt Yoongi’s hands on your hips and his lips pressed against your neck softly, “You’re really gonna make cookies before we even have breakfast?” He says softly as his lips pull away from your neck.
“It’s your break,” You turn your head slightly, to be able to see him out of the corner of your eye, “So cookies for breakfast.” You grin.
Yoongi raises an eyebrow at you, “Cookies for breakfast?” He questions again like he didn’t quite hear you right the first time.
“Live a little,” You shrugged, “Cookies for breakfast sounds fun. I mean we’ve eaten ice cream for breakfast so why not cookies?” You giggled.
Yoongi kisses your cheek, “You really one of a kind, honey.” He chuckles as he pulls away, retreating to the other side of the counter to sit at the bar stools. You notice that he had set his laptop on the counter before you turn to face away from him, embarrassed by his words. You start to measure out the ingredients, facing away from him.
“Yes, Holly I bet you can have a cookie,” Your boyfriend coos at the dog, “I’ll make sure you get one.”
You turned back to see Yoongi, cradling Holly like a baby, “What are you doing?” You bit the inside of your cheek to hold back the giggles.
“What?” He looked up at you with a scowl, still holding the puppy.
“I swear you love that dog more than me.” You roll your eyes as you start to combine the ingredients in a bowl carefully.
“I do not,” He was quick to defend, “I love you both equally honey.” The nickname rolls off his tongue, smoother and smoother every time. It almost sounds better than your name coming from his lips.
“Mhm,” You roll your eyes playfully, “Whatever Min.” Yoongi rolls his eyes, setting Holly down onto the floor.
He chuckles at the use of his last name, “Whatever honey.” Your heart flutters every time he says it. You continue to mix the dough while Yoongi sits at the counter, his chin resting in the palm of his hand while the other scrolls on his laptop.
You finish mixing the dough just as he flips on some music from his laptop. You listen carefully, not recognizing the song but recognizing Yoongi’s voice, “What song is this?” You asked as you sprayed the baking sheet with baking oil.
Yoongi hums, “It’s something I’m working on.”
“For the group or for you?”
“This is for me.” He nodded, not looking away from the screen.
“I didn’t know you were working on any new solo stuff,” You hummed a bit as the song played on, “I really like this.”
His eyes narrowed looking at the work in front of him, “It’s missing something though.”
You hummed along with the melody of the song as you began to roll out the cookies, “You’ll find the missing piece baby, I know you will.” You smile warmly at him over the edge of the laptop and he smiles a bit too.
“Thank you, honey.” He commented, narrowing his eyes on the screen.
You continued to roll the cookies into balls, placing them on the sheet. You were in your own world, humming along to the sound of the song which is repeating over and over. You were rolling the last dough ball when you felt Holly weave around your feet, acting like a cat in that way. You let out a little scream before you dropped the dough ball. Holly was quick to snatch the dough ball and run away. You giggled at the sight of the dog running away to hide with the dough ball. You collapsed to the floor, back leaning against the cabinets with the laughter still escaping your lips, “Holly…” You whined between the laughter.
You look up to meet your boyfriend’s eyes, “Wait…” He smiles, “That’s it.”
You take a few more seconds to compose yourself, “What are you talking about Yoongi?”
“Honey that’s it,” He stands up heading down the hallway, “I got it.”
You watched him disappear down the hall, “Alright Yoongi…” You whispered to yourself as you stood up. You dusted off the bottom of your shirt from the flour and being on the floor. You turned back to the counter, grabbing the sheet of cookies and placing it in the oven. You turned to the side and spun the dial of the kitchen timer. When you turn back, you see Yoongi carrying his microphone to plug into his laptop. He barely ever used this microphone, he would much rather just record in his studio, but sometimes he enjoyed recording in random places. He always surprised you when it came to his music, sure he worked a lot but he would get the most random moments of absolute focus like now.
He sets the equipment on the counter beside his laptop, situating everything before looking up at you, “Come here,” He calls you, waving you over to him. You wandered over to him and he patted his thigh, “Sit here honey.” You nodded, sitting down sideways so that your legs are both between his.
“What are you doing?” You asked as he picked up the headphones from beside the microphone.
“You are going to help me finish this track,” He sets the headphones carefully over your head, leaving one side off your ear so you can hear him, “You think you could do that honey?”
“Yoongi how am I supposed to help you finish the track?” You looked at him confused, setting one hand on his shoulder.
“I knew what I was missing the moment you dropped that cookie on the floor.”
“Yoongi, baby, I still don’t understand.”
“I heard you laugh and I want that on the track.” He rolls his eyes as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
You examine his face and realize he’s serious, “Why?”
“I think it would bring the beat in nicely.” He shrugs. It wasn’t the first time he’s asked you to do something for his track but normally it was just to hum or whistle, never something like this.
“Are you sure we don’t need to go to the studio?” You asked as you ran the hand from his shoulder down to rest on his chest, “Isn’t it going to be loud out here?”
“It’s fine honey,” Yoongi rolls his eyes, “Can we start recording?”
“Sure.” You rolled your eyes.
He rolled his eyes, “Alright,” He reaches around you, clicking a few buttons on the screen, “Alright lean into the mic.”
You leaned into the microphone, your lips almost touching the pop filter, “You’re gonna have to make me laugh though.”
He rolls his eyes once more before looking to the ceiling like he was thinking, “What kind of music should you listen to while fishing?”
You raised an eyebrow, “I don’t know.” Yoongi hadn’t even said the punchline before you had started to giggle.
“Something catchy.” Your boyfriend had a stupid grin on his face, clearly proud of the reaction he got from telling the stupid joke. You weren’t going to tell him you were laughing more at how proud he was than the joke. Then he immediately proceeded to make every funny face he could at you.
You giggled more than before the microphone recording it all, “That’s the dumbest joke I’ve ever heard,” You said between laughter, “Where did you hear that?”
“Jin told me while we were fishing one time,” Yoongi laughs along with you, “Thought it was a little funny.”
“It is funny,” You nod, both of you forgetting that the conversation was being recorded. You both let out another laugh just as the time goes off, “I gotta get the cookies.” You slip the headset off before sliding off his lap. You get off his lap and head into the kitchen. You pull the cookies out, setting them on the counter before turning around. Yoongi now has the headset on, only covering one ear as he worked. You smiled, walking back to Yoongi.
“This is gonna work perfectly,” Yoongi smiled staring at the laptop, “Just perfectly.”
You stood over his shoulder, watching him work, “Glad I could help.” You smiled, leaning down to press your lips to his temple.
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My Secret K-pop Idol - Chapter 4 - Soaking
Reader x Taehyung
Word Count: 2.2k
Warnings: 18++ Smut, Angst.
How are you going to cope at work when he’s giving you looks like that?
Chapter 4 - Soaking
You sit at the kitchen table, nervously biting your nails. What are the chances? The first one night stand you’ve had in a long time, and he’s technically your new boss. You sigh and drop your head in your hands. What are you going to do? A loud knocking sounds, you drag yourself out of your seat - you ordered takeout - Dominoes. Opening the door you come face to face with Taehyung. He fills the entryway with his presence, making your legs weak and your centre heat. As he smirks down at you, your body begins to thrum with electricity from both desire and anger. “Can I help you?” His eyes travel down your body slowly, taking in your pajama shorts, tank top, and bare skin.
“I believe you can.” He replies smugly. You wrap your arms around yourself, feeling exposed. You open your mouth to say something, but meet a pair of eyes over Taehyung’s shoulder, they glitter as Jungkook smiles at you.
“Hey (Y/N)! Do you mind if we come in? We need to hide.”
Stuttering you open the door all the way, “Of-of course, come in!” They both enter and you close the door before spinning to face them. “Was it those fangirls again?”
They exchange glances before laughing, “Something like that.”
“You can sit if you’d like.” You gesture to the table, they nod their heads as they sit, “I’ll be right back.” You scurry into your room, throwing on a floral silk robe, before returning.
“Would either of you like a drink?”
“Just some water please.” You can feel Taehyung’s eyes on you as you move around the kitchen, they send intense shivers up and down your spine. They both thank you as you place them down, you then sit next to Taehyung.
“It’s a nice place you have here (Y/N).” Jungkook smiles at you.
“Yes I-” You feel a warm hand on your thigh, you flinch but stay, giving Taehyung a sharp look, but his expression remains neutral, “I have not long moved in, but I’m loving it.” Taehyung’s hand moves further up your thigh, you grab it and try to move it down, but he doesn’t budge. Jungkook stands, “Could I use your bathroom?” You’re finding it hard to focus as you register his words.
“Yes it’s just through there and to the left.” He spins and leaves. Taehyung’s hand moves to the waistband of your shorts, his lips on your neck before Jungkook has even shut the door. “Tae-Taehyung!” You try to shuffle away, helpless as your hormones try to overrun your mind, but he holds you firm, his other hand at your neck. “Not here!” His lips move up to meet yours, and his hand slides below your waistband, parting your folds. “Taehyung!” You gasp into his mouth, but he continues to smother yours. As he begins to stroke your clit, your protests die in your throat, your hands grip the chair. He whispers in a low husky voice, “What have you been doing with yourself without me here? Anything I should know about?” You whimper as he speeds up his movements, kissing you lustfully. "Tell me, have you touched yourself while thinking about me?" His grip on your neck tightens and you bite down on your lip. "Have you?" His fingers move vigorously on your clit, eliciting a moan from your lips, you nod. He chuckles, Moving his mouth up to your ear, "Because I certainly have while thinking about you." His response makes you gasp and your pussy wet. He takes your ear between his lips, nibbling and pulling before working his way down your neck. You tilt your head to give him better access. A loud knock sounds from the door, making you both jump apart, your face burns as you stand to answer it. A hand grips your wrist, stopping you, Taehyung raises an eyebrow, “Who is it?” Flustered and agitated, a look that turns you on so bad.
“Pizza.” You yank your wrist from his grasp and go to open the door. Only to find your ex boyfriend looking sorry for himself. Your mood instantly drops.
“What do you want?” Your tone is like ice.
“I need a place to stay.” He hangs his head, but you refuse to give in.
“You lost that right after what you did.” You snap.
“I said I was sorry.” He exhales heavily.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it this time!” You raise your voice, Taehyung must hear your distress because you feel him behind you.
“Everything ok here (Y/N)?” You look over at him, but his eyes are glued to your ex, something threatening simmering behind them. Something that arouses you further.
Looking to your ex again, you find him defensive. The tension increases from all the testosterone in the air.
“Everything is fine. He was just leaving.” You clench your jaw as you look at him. Your ex meets your eyes again.
“Who the hell is this guy?”
“That is none of your business.” He screws his face up in disgust.
“Whatever.” He meets Taehyung’s eyes again, “You can have the bitch.” Your fists clench in fury, you feel Taehyung surge forward, but you press yourself against him. “Please don’t.” You beg, gripping his chest, he meets your eyes, his face softening as he sees your teared up eyes. He steps back. Your ex scoffs before spinning on his heel and walking away. You grip the doorframe so hard your knuckles go white, leaning against it for support. Gentle hands clasp your shoulders, pulling you in to lean against a broad chest, before shutting the door with a soft click. He leans his chin on your shoulder, as his arms slip around your waist.
“Are you ok?” He whispers. You're finding it difficult to breathe, not from what just happened, but from Taehyung's hands on you.
"Yes." You say breathlessly, before placing your hands on his forearms, your skin tingling all over. You spin in his arms pulling him down to meet your lips. It doesn't take him long to deepen the kiss, his body pushing you up against the wall, you moan into his mouth. He breaks the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours and closing his eyes. "Why didn't you call me?"
"I-"
"Where'd you guys go?" Jungkook calls out, causing you to move away from each other. Sighing, you move back into the kitchen, Jungkook looks at you with a baffled expression. Taehyung steps into the kitchen soon after.
"Someone knocked and I thought it was my pizza but it turned out to be someone else, and Taehyung got rid of them." Jungkook's eyes flick to Taehyung, a silent language spoken between them, before his eyes move back to you. Slowly his lips tilt up into a grin.
"You ordered pizza?"
Half an hour later the pizza arrived and you happily shared it with them. Eventually they deemed it safe to leave.
“Well, it was nice seeing you (Y/N). Thanks for the pizza!” Jungkook waves goodbye as he steps out of your apartment. Taehyung turns towards you with concern in his eyes, “If that guy bothers you again don’t hesitate to call me. You nod, giving him a tired smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” His concern is replaced by something else, as he looks over your body one last time, before winking and slipping away. You shut the door and lean against it, exhaling deeply.
The next morning, you make your way to work, meeting the band members in the recording studio. You immediately spot Taehyung, who seemingly eyes you inappropriately. You ignore him, asking everyone if they need anything before retrieving water for all the members, smiling at them all. As you reach Taehyung, you poke out your tongue, his mouth falls open as he gapes at you. Placing his water beside him, you hide your smile, turning your back and taking a seat. Taehyung narrows his eyes at you, it’s your turn to gape, as he slowly tilts his head back, swigging the water, gazing at you with hooded eyes. You squeeze your legs together. His looks alone are enough to make you orgasm. “(Y/N)?!” You snap out of it and look towards Hobi, jumping to your feet.
“Yes-yes, I’m sorry, what is it you need?”
“My mic doesn’t seem to be working, can you tell one of the tech guys?”
“Yes.” You hurry out of the room and find someone to help. Sighing, that was close. You can’t just gawk at Taehyung, no matter what he does. Taking a deep breath, you move back into the room and wait patiently. They begin to sing and you’re mesmerised. Their voices are out of this world. Jungkook’s is heavenly, whilst Jimin’s is angelic. Jin’s is divine. As Hobi, Namjoon and Suga rap, their tones are powerful, energetic and just magnificent. And then you hear Taehyung’s voice. It leaves goose bumps up and down your skin, his deep pitch caressing your body. It makes your heart ache. You watch him with glazed over eyes and as he meets yours, shockwaves jolt your body, making you center throb. You have to hold yourself back from groaning out loud. You’re unable to tear your gaze away, as his lips move, remembering how they sucked your clit. Shit. You have to get out of here. You’re soaking. But you end up sitting there for another half an hour, until it’s finally time for a break. You make sure they have everything they need, before slipping out to use the bathroom. Finishing up. You exit, only to find Taehyung in the way. You suck in a breath, “Um, what are you doing?” He steps forward and you step back, into the private bathroom, he edges you back all the way in, before spinning to lock the door. Facing you again, he gently tilts your head back by the chin, so that you're gazing directly into his lust filled eyes.
“What were you thinking about in that room, that made you give me that look?”
“What look?”
He chuckles, before moving his hand down your neck, resting on your fluttering pulse. He leans in, his hands travelling down your sides to your hips and says lowly, “The look that begs me to fuck you.” His hands move to your lower thighs and he hauls you up, crushing his lips against yours, you wrap your legs around his waist, clinging to his shoulders. He pulls up your skirt, rubbing himself against you, as you gasp into his mouth. He feels you through your panties, “Fuck, your soaked.” You moan in response. He places you down, quickly undoing his belt and unzipping, giving you quick kisses in the process. He rolls on a condom before picking you up again and plunging into you, your hands thread through his hair. You cry out, but he clamps a hand over your mouth, “Shh, people can’t hear us, or we’ll be in trouble” You groan onto his hand, as he stares down at your distraught state. His eyes dark, as he begins ramming up and into you deeply. The movement jolting your whole body up with the force behind it. Taehyung speeds up, your cries muffled by his hand as he grunts with each thrust. His other hand grips your thigh tight enough to leave bruises as he loses control. His aggression turns you on at another level, the hand covering your mouth moves to tangle in your hair, forcing your head back. As he bites down on your neck you both cum. He thrusts into you slow and deep, before his forehead falls onto your shoulder and his pace decreases, as does his breathing. He slides out of you and gently places you down onto shaking legs. His arms lean against the wall on either side of you, he hangs his head before meeting your gaze. “What am I going to do with you?” You smile and begin laughing, he follows. Eventually you say, “We should go.” You both calm down, and clean yourselves up. You smooth your skirt down as he does his trousers back up, before checking yourselves over in the mirror. You straighten your hair and look at Taehyung, whose hair sticks up in all different directions. You giggle, reaching up to smooth it back into place. Taehyung stares at you smiling softly.
“I’ll go out first. Wait for five minutes after I leave ok?” He nods, you turn to unlock the door.
“Wait.” He presses his lips to yours tenderly, stealing your breath as he lingers, before pulling away. “Okay go ahead.” You stand there stunned for a moment. Before walking out slightly dazed. You enter the studio, relieved that they’re all back and no one will see Taehyung. When he walks back into the room, you redirect your eyes. The rest of the day continues, you get to know the other members better, but Taehyung has made it incredibly difficult to concentrate. When you get home that night, you can’t help but touch yourself, but your phone bleeps and you flip it over to see a message from Tae.
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BTS Scenario| Them proposing to you at a concert
Namjoon
Namjoon was so nervous for tonight. More nervous than he had ever been for a show before. It wasn’t because of the show itself, moreso what was going to be happening at the show. He was planning to propose to you. The ring had been in his pocket all night throughout the performance. At the concert flyers had been passed out to Army detailing Namjoon’s plan and they were all too excited to see him finally propose to you. At the end of the show were they normally did ARMY Time up on the screen, you saw your name instead. Your hand immediately flew up to cover your mouth in shock as you saw a slideshow begin to play with photos of the two of you that you had taken together throughout your relationship. All the while you could hear army softly singing Trivia: Love as the slideshow continues. You’re sobbing at this point, so touched and moved by the kind gesture of your boyfriend and his fans. Suddenly you see him drop down to one knee and wave you over from where you are standing back stage. You are shaking as you approach him and Jin has to walk over and help you walk towards him before you collapse. Namjoon is smiling up at you, you’ve never seen such a warm and kind expression on his face before. His dimples form deep caverns on his face as you see tears begin to form in his eyes as well. Army stops singing as Namjoon brings the microphone up to his mouth.
“Y/n. I’m sure you already know what I’m going to ask you, but I just need to say this to you myself. From the moment I met you, you’ve been an absolute angel. You helped me to love myself, you’ve given me the honor of loving you and having you by my side for a year now, and I would love it if you would do the same for many more years to come. I love you so much. Will you marry me?” You hear the crowd release a chorus of aww’s throughout the stadium. You can’t speak as you’re still crying too much. You nod your head and drop to your knees and throw yourself into his arms, sobbing into his chest. The whole crowd erupts in cheers as you continue crying. He pulls out the most beautiful ring you have ever seen and slips it onto your finger.
Jin
The concert was amazing. It was truly an experience you would never forget. Even though Jin is your boyfriend and you see him everyday, he still never fails to take your breath away. His vocals give you chills, his visuals reminding you why he’s given the nickname world wide handsome. And the fact that you are able to call him yours is so surreal to you sometimes you wonder if you’ve just made all of this up in your head.
The members are giving their ending ments, and you are anxiously watching from the front row and waiting for Jin’s. You know how extra he gets when he’s talking to army and it never fails to make you laugh.
“AAAARRRRRMYYYYYYYYYYYY!” You hear him yell. The crowd cheers back at him and you can’t help but cheer along too. “Thank you all for coming today. Tonight is a very special night do you know why?” The crowd cheers yes back at him and suddenly you’re confused as to just what is going on. “Perfect! I just need to find something here..” He begins searching around in his pockets and you’re fully expecting for him to pull out one of his red paper hearts. However when you see him pull out a small box you are even more confused. “Army, do you know what this is?” They all cheer a yes back at him. “Then you know what I’m about to do right?” The all respond with cheers of excitement and you now notice that Jin is walking over to your side of the stage.
“Guys can you give the love of my life some encouragement to join me up on stage?” The stadium erupts in loud cheers and you are assisted over the barricade and up on stage.
“Jin? What is this what are you-” He opens up the box and you are stunned. It’s an engagement ring. Jin is going to propose to you. Your brain is racing a million miles a minute but all your thoughts cease the moment he kneels and takes your hand in his own.
“Y/n, I know I joke around a lot but if there is one thing I am more serious about than anything it’s my feelings towards you. You make me so incredibly happy. You’ve filled a piece of my life I didn’t even know I was missing until you came along. You’re so kind, and smart. And beautiful and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me?” Suddenly the crowd starts chanting “Say Yes!”. Like you would even say no to begin with.
“Kim Seokjin, I would love to marry you.”
Yoongi
You were backstage with Yoongi waiting for it to officially be time for them to go on stage. Yoongi kept fidgeting with his mic, with his hands, and pacing back and forth.
“Yoongi? Love, you seem nervous is everything okay?” You walk over and hold his hand, knowing that it usually calms him down.
“Just nervous. Um, this is a really big show you know? You think I would be used to it by now but it still gets to me sometimes you know?” You nod in understanding and place a kiss on his cheek.
“You’ll be great Yoongi. You always are and I’m so proud of you.” Hearing your words of comfort, feeling your soft lips on his face, he almost dropped to his knee and proposed to you right there. But he needed to be patient. He flashed you a small smile and kissed your forehead.
“Thanks baby, you always seem to know exactly how to make me feel better.” Suddenly the staff members call him to get ready to go up.
“Love you, Yoongi. I’ll be cheering you on!” He looks shyly away from you but you can see the smile forming on his face. Yoongi absolutely rocked every performance after that. He was a born performer and it showed when he was in his element up on stage. It was the end of the show and it came time for Yoongi to address army. He was the last one to do so, and his words absolutely melted your heart. He bows to the crowd and then turns back towards you, where he knows you’ve been standing off to the side to watch his performances.
“Y/n, sweetheart can you come here for a minute please?” You are nervous to walk out in front of that many people but do so with little hesitation. Yoongi reaches his hand out and takes your hand, you’re standing face to face and he has a faint blush on his cheeks.
“Ah, I can write song lyrics like its nobody’s business but when it comes to finding the right words to say to you I get so tongue tied. I had a whole speech prepared and I forgot every word of it.” He chuckles nervously and rubs the back of his head. He brings the microphone back up to his mouth and his voice trembles slightly as he speaks to you. “Y/n I don’t know how to put it into words to describe just how much you mean to me and how much I love you. You’ve stuck by me through all of the bad times as well as the good. You never once complained that I spend too much time in the studio. You’ve stood by me and whole heartedly supported my career, my dreams, and have cheered me on every step of the way. You’re my better half. You make me smile when no one else can. You bring me out of my darkest days and show me the light. I.. you mean so much to me I- shit.” Tears start falling from his eyes and he lowers his head to hide his face from you. Your hands immediately fly to his face and wipe his tears away. Everyone else has disappeared in this moment and you are only looking at Yoongi and him to you. He kneels down in front of you and holds out the ring box, his gaze still cast down at the stage. Now you’re crying too. You grab the mic out of Yoongi’s hand and clear your throat so he can clearly hear you say yes. He eyes immediately shoot up to meet yours and his wide gummy smile is now spread across his whole face. You help him stand back up and he puts the ring on your finger. You cup his face in your hands and lightly kiss him.
“Thank you y/n. I can’t wait to marry you.”
Hoseok
You were standing back stage watching the show on one of the monitors with the other staff members. You knew that Hoseok’s solo was coming up next and you couldn’t wait to watch his VCR that would play before his performance. You had seen clips from the other shows and thought that he looked absolutely adorable. However before it could play you were approached by Namjoon.
“Y/n? Will you come with me for a moment please?” You were worried something may have happened to Hoseok before his performance. However before you could worry for too long Namjoon seemed to be able to tell what you were thinking and set your mind at ease. “Hobi is fine. I just need you to come with me okay?” You nod and follow him. When you see he is taking you out on stage you freeze in your tracks.
“Namjoon? What’s going on? I can’t go out there in front of all those people.”
“Y/n, just trust me. And Hoseok, yeah? Don’t worry everything will be fine.” You walk out with him onto the stage. You’re thankful that the lights are so bright and blinding so you can’t see just how many people you are standing in front of right now. Suddenly all the lights dim and Namjoon spins you around to face the screen. Hoseok’s face shows up there, and you have no idea what to expect at this point.
“Ah, hey army! And if this goes how I am planning hello to you too, my love.” You hear a bunch of aww’s coming from the stands. “I wanted to say this is going to be way different than the other VCR so I hope that’s okay with you army?” You hear a bunch of cheers from the stands and can feel yourself getting emotional, although you aren’t quite sure why yet. “I just wanted to say a few things before my solo. Something I have been wanting to say for a while now. Y/n, you have been a light in my life since the moment I met you.” You feel the lump in your throat growing larger. “I didn’t think I’d ever be able to love someone as much as I love you but, here we are. Even to this day I still get butterflies when you kiss me, and I swear my heart skips a beat when I see you smile at me.” You feel tears start to fall down your cheeks. You quickly wipe them away and focus on Hoseok’s words. Suddenly the video ends and a single spotlight shines on the stage where he is now walking towards you.
“I guess what I’m trying to say is that I would be honored if you would marry me, jagi. So this is me officially asking. Y/n will you marry me?” Your hands fly up to your mouth and cover them in shock as you now see Hoseok kneeling in front of you holding up the ring.
“Yes! Yes yes yes 100x yes oh my god, Hobi.” He slips the ring onto your finger and you practically tackle him back onto the stage, peppering kisses all over his face. You can hear the fans laughing behind you and suddenly you remember you are in front of 50,000 people. You clamber off of him, blushing furiously. He lowers the mic and leans over to your ear so only you can hear what he is saying.
“We can continue this later, baby. Thank you for saying yes, for loving me, for everything you’ve done. I promise to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love and adore you.”
Jimin
It had taken a lot of time and preparation for Jimin to get ready for his proposal for you. He had spent months trying to pick out the perfect ring until he decided to custom make one for you. He wanted it to be as unique and beautiful as you. He had been wearing the ring around his neck on a chain that he hid inside his shirt, being way too nervous that he would lose it or it would fall out of his pocket otherwise. At the end of the show when Mikrokosmos was playing, You were stood in front of the barricade, looking up at the firework display going off. You were so engrossed in them you hadn’t noticed Jimin was standing right in front of you until you felt a chain slip around your neck. His eyes have disappeared into crescent shapes as he smiles at you so softly. You look down and the sight takes your breath away. You can see there is an absolutely beautiful ring in the center of it. You take the chain off your neck and hold the ring with shaking fingers.
“Jimin? Are you… Is this what I think it is?” At that moment you noticed the army time show up on the screen. When the camera zoomed in on the banners and you thought you could make out your name on the banner. When it got even closer your mouth dropped open in shock.
Y/n, my angel. Will you marry me?
You can feel the tears threatening to fall from your eyes and you desperately try to hold them back. Jimin leaning in and pressing his lips to yours is your undoing. You burst into tears, and frantically nod your head. You’re shaking so much holding the ring in your hand that Jimin has to gently pry it away from your hands, and unclasp the necklace to slip the ring onto your finger.
“Park Jimin, I love you so freaking much.” You jump into his arms and wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him so tightly as if you’re afraid he’s going to disappear and that you’re imagining all of this.
“I love you too y/n. I’m so happy I get to marry you and call you mine forever.”
Taehyung
Taehyung was so anxious for the show tonight. He knew you loved him, more than anything in the world. But there was still that little voice in the back of his head making him think there was a slight chance this could all go horribly wrong. You two hadn’t been together for long, he worried maybe you would think he had proposed too soon. It was these thoughts that had him nearly shaking before going up on stage. Jimin could sense how nervous he was, he placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t be so nervous Tae. Y/n loves you, insanely much. Everything will be just fine, I promise.” The comforting words from his best friend instantly set Taehyung’s mind at ease. He finished the show without a hitch, nailing every performance. He smiled widely seeing you cheering him on from the front row. Once the show had finished, you thought everyone was going to leave the stadium but everyone stayed in their seat. All of the members had left the stage until it was just Taehyung, and he was looking right at you.
“Y/n? Baby, can you come up here please?” A security guard walks over to you and assists you up on the stage. You look at him, confused.
“Tae? What’s going on?” Suddenly you see the screen change behind you. You notice a collage of photos of you taken from Taehyung’s point of view begins showing on the screen. You watch on as army begin to sing along with Scenery playing over the slide show. Hearing tens of thousand of people sing along to your boyfriends song, combined with the beautiful photos he has taken of you has you tearing up in seconds. He’s in front of you in an instant, smiling and wiping away your tears with his thumbs. When the song ends Taehyung reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a ring.
“Y/n, my love, my life, my perfect scenery. I know we haven’t been together long but I am so completely in love with you that I don’t know what to do with myself. I can’t imagine a day of my life going by without you there by my side. You’ve stuck by me through the good times and the bad. You’re everything to me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”
“Oh my god yes. Of course. Taehyung I love you so much.” You plant a firm kiss to his mouth and hear whoops and whistles from the crowd. You pull away blushing, having forgot you were in front of so many people. You wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest, never wanting to let him go.
Jungkook
Jungkook had his proposal planned from the moment their tour started. He wanted it to be a surprise for you. With every ticket purchased, certain seat numbers were asked to turn their ARMY bombs off when a special message popped up on the screen. The other ones had been synched up to change to your favorite color so a message would be spelled out in the stands. You had no idea what was going to happen tonight. Jungkook seemed to be on edge the whole day. You kissed his forehead before he went out on stage, wishing him good luck. When it came time for his solo, you noticed something had changed. All of the lights started to go off in the stadium except you noticed select army bombs were still on and just happened to be your favorite color. When you read what the message spelled you instantly burst into tears.
Y/n, marry me 💜
Before your brain could process what was happening your legs were carrying you out on stage and you ran full speed into Jungkook’s arms. He chuckles and leans down to your ear.
“I’m not done yet, love.” You pull away and soon you hear a ballad version of Euphoria start to play. All of the army in the stadium start singing along. Jungkook holds his hand out and you take it without hesitating. He places a hand on your waist and begins slow dancing with you. When the chorus is over he kneels down on one knee, and pulls the ring box out of his pocket.
“You don’t even need to ask me Jungkook. I was yours from the very first moment I met you. Of course I’ll marry you!” You see his eyes start to glisten with tears, he immediately pulls you into a hug, not caring that there are 60,000 people watching the two of you. He peppers kisses all over your face before finally meeting your lips.
“I love you y/n.”
“I love you too, so so much.”
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BTS AU: 8th member
Sumi x BTS
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“It’s still raining?” Jimin peeked around the side of the stage.
Taehyung nodded. “It’s been pouring non-stop. They keep having to mop off the stage.”
Sumi stood on her tiptoes and peeked over his shoulder. “Are the fans okay? Do they have umbrellas?”
“I think they handed out ponchos earlier.” Namjoon told them, pulling the trio away from the stage. “It’s us I’m worried about.”
“We can handle getting a little wet.” Jungkook said, tucking his mic pack into his pants.
“Yeah, but I don’t want any of us to fall.” Namjoon said. “Besides, the managers already said we’re taking all of the jumps out of Idol to avoid anyone falling.”
“Ay Ay Captain.” Sumi gave him a playful salute. “We ready to go boys?”
“You know it.” Hoseok fist-bumped her and they turned back to the stage.
“Okay....go!” The staff waved them forward and they hurried out.
Sumi had thankfully had the good sense to change her heels for flats, which had clearly been a good decision. Despite the staff’s best efforts, the stage was slippery, and she could see that they were all disoriented by the downpour.
Falling into her opening position, she shot Namjoon a final wink before the music started.
They skipped the jumps, opting instead for a sort of bopping spin.Her feet weren’t as steady on the wet stage, but they were able to keep it together.
Going into her turn for the pre-chorus, it suddenly struck Sumi that while they’d accounted for the jumps, they hadn’t accounted for her one leg spin right before they launched into the chorus. They’d never practiced a version where she didn’t do it, and it was supposed to mirror the move Jungkook and Jimin would do behind her.
I’ll just do it. She rationalized. It’s not a jump, it’ll be okay.
She made eye contact with some fans, giving her brightest smile.
“You can’t stop me loving myself!” She sang, picking up her right legs and propelling herself into the spin.
Maybe it was nerves. Maybe it was rain. Maybe it was both.
But either way, she slid way too far. Sliding out of control, she tried to lower her leg and instead felt both feet slip out from under her. It seemed like an eternity passed before she felt herself smack the ground butt first.
Barely registering the pain, she pushed herself back to her feet and quickly fell back into formation. She felt like she was wincing, and Namjoon shot her a concerned look as she fell into step beside him, but she just shook her head and continued on.
Shen they finished, it was all she could do to keep herself sitting upright as the staff announced a break to see if the rain stopped.
Jungkook pulled her to her feet, holding her elbow as she hobbled off stage.
Namjoon yanked his mic off. “Are you okay?”
Taehyung was untangling hers. She tried to turn her head to look at him, but found that it hurt too much.
“I just...” She tried to move and felt a shooting pain through her back. “I need to sit down.”
“Here!” Jin grabbed a chair. “Sit here, I’ll grab your water.”
Sumi turned to sit, and even while lowering herself into the chair she winced.
“Where does it hurt?” Namjoon asked, running his hand along her spine.
“Just kind of...” Sumi breathed too intense of a breath, and nearly crumpled from the pain. “Oh god, everywhere.”
“Can we get a stretcher!” Namjoon shouted.
“Just...just give me a minute.” Sumi hung her head in her hands. “I’ll be fine.”
Tae gently rubbed her shoulders, but she didn’t look at him at all, just trying to breathe through the pain.
“Did you hit your head at all?” Yoongi asked.
Sumi went to shake her head, then thought better of it when he back twinged. “No.”
“We shouldn’t have gone out there.” Hoseok was saying. “We didn’t even think ahead to her part of the song.”
“We forgot.” Jimin sighed. “Soo, you shouldn’t have gone for the spin.”
“I’m barely a dancer, Jimin. Freestyling it isn’t going to work for me.” She hissed.
Namjoon patted her head. “It’s fine. You did what you had to do. There bringing a stretcher, and we’ll get you to the hospital.”
She groaned again. “It’s not that bad. I’ll be fine.”
“You might have a spinal injury, Soo.” He reminded her. “Please, let them send you to the hospital.”
“We have three more songs.”
“You can’t dance.”
“Just go to the hospital, Noona. Please.” Jungkook crouched in front of her. “We don’t want you to get more hurt.”
“Stretcher is here!” A staff member announced. “Let’s get her on.”
Sumi gave up protesting as Namjoon and Yoongi pulled her to her feet. The pain shooting down her back was so bad that she could barely support her own weight as they reclined her back. Once her head was resting on the foam pillow she was able to breathe a little easier.
“We’ll head out.” The manager announced.
“I’ll come with you!” Jungkook exclaimed, already reaching to remove his earpieces.
“You’re the center of the performance, we can’t have you leave too.”
Jungkook crossed his arms, looking every bit the stubborn maknae. “She’s not going by herself.”
“Kookie.” Sumi said softly. “It’s fine. I’ll be okay, you guys just go make sure the performance is good for the fans.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m sure.”
The staff members lifted up the stretcher, and Sumi let go of Tae’s hand as they carried her away.
A few hours later, Sumi was propped up in a hospital bed with a heating pad on her back. The doctors had decided that she hadn’t fractured anything, and so she was just supposed to rest until someone had time to prescribe her some pain killers.
“In here?” She heard a familiar voice ask. Before anyone could answer, the door to her room flung open.
“Yah, Noona!” Jimin said with a cheeky grin.
She rolled her eyes. “You can’t bully me, I’m injured.”
“How bad is it?” He asked, taking a spot on the edge of her bed.
She shrugged, wincing slightly. “It hurts. But better than it was.”
“Noona, did I hear you say it hurts?” Taehyung practically skipped into the room, skittles in hand. “Are we going to have to make a statement that you fell on your ass and hurt yourself?
Sumi rolled her eyes. “Not you too. Where are the members of the group that I actually like?”
“Home. Getting ready for tomorrow.” Jimin answered. “We’re your escorts home.”
“And yah!” Tae threw a skittle at her. “We’re your best friends so shut up and live with it.”
“I did not choose you.” She popped the skittle in her mouth. “You latched on and won’t let go.”
“Correct.” Tae handed her another skittle. “Let’s go, I’ve got your prescription.”
“I’m just walking out?”
“Technically...” Jimin hurried into the hall and returned pushing a wheelchair. “We’re walking you out to the van.”
“Oh my god.” Sumi rolled her eyes. “Help me up, will you?”
All jokes aside, Taehyung and Jimin were annoyingly careful as they helped lift her out of the bed and lower her onto the chair. Her back screamed in protest, but once she was sitting it didn’t feel as bad.
“Ready?” Jimin asked, wrapping her jacket around her.
“Ready.” She agreed. “But are we in a rush?”
“Yes, because I’m hungry.” Taehyung said, pushing the wheelchair out of the room.
Sumi pouted. “Because there’s a smoothie place in this hospital.”
“We’re not going to be late for dinner because you wanted a smoothie.” Jimin protested.
Sumi looked up at him and smiled. “There’s a ramp. I’ll let you guys roll me up and down.”
“Deal.” Taehyung said without even consulting Jimin. “Whoever can make you go the fastest doesn’t need to pay for smoothies.”
“Wait, am I in this?” She looked up.
Jimin snorted. “You’re hurt. Get ready for five minutes of speed racing while we see who’s paying.”
Sumi immediately regretted her suggestion. “Be careful, please. I don’t want to be more broken.
“Stop whining, Noona.”
“Kim Taehyung I will hit you.”
“You can’t get out of the chair so how are you going to catch me?” He stuck his tongue out.
She crossed her arms. “Worst friends ever.”
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I’m All Yours | JHS {M}
tonight, you’re finally ready to take that next step. your boyfriend is about to be very pleasantly surprised.
pairing: jung hoseok x virgin!reader
genre: smut, fluff
words: 4.1k
contains: first time, lingerie, oral (f), condomless sex, adoration, soft all around, established relationship, very-much-in-love hoseok
Relentless beats and a heavy bassline throb beneath your feet, blasting, unforgiving, from the enormous speakers. Your hands are thrown into the air, held high as you let your head bob, mouth rapping the words you’ve long memorized. Crimson lights flash. Mics are dropped. The theatre is alive. You wish you could swallow this high and keep it forever. In this moment, you let yourself believe you can.
You fucking love it.
You’re so close to the stage you could practically count the drops of sweat that roll off the faces of the boys. But you can’t quite look away from the electric energy of your boy. Hoseok. Fully submerged in his stage persona, he’s absolutely devastating to your poor heart. And the hearts of the thousands of girls here, screaming his name in perfect sync. He flashes those confident smirks, licks his kissable lips. And if that wasn’t enough, he’s pumping his hips, grinding against an invisible body.
The intensity in this arena only climbs higher as the encore draws to a close. You let the music engulf you as you watch them lean on each other, voices mixing in beautiful harmony. You soak in the smooth tune, hands absently following along with their choreography. An ethereal experience: the entire audience swaying in time all at once.
And when it’s over, when it’s all over for tonight, you exhale a breath as they start walking towards the back of the stage to the screaming of their fans; Namjoon’s in the lead. They wave their goodbyes, Jin shooting ‘worldwide handsome’ finger hearts, Jimin beaming that angelic yet sexy-as-all-hell smile. When Hoseok passes by where you stand, his eyes meet yours. It’s just for a second, but he winks, just a little something extra for you. Then he’s off again, lightly dancing as they reach the platform that will take them down and away.
As soon as they disappear from sight, the noise grows to a fever pitch.
“AAAAH, did you see that? J-Hope just winked at me!”
“He did, oh my god, he did!”
Your ears ring as you grip your purse, slipping away from the excitement. You check your phone for the time, the picture of you and Hobi flashing for a few seconds before you drop it back into your bag. You eventually find the correct side door, nodding at the man standing guard with his arms crossed. Recognizing you, he steps aside. You swear, the adrenaline is even more potent than it was during the concert as you head backstage to find your boyfriend.
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A few months ago, you had no idea that this world existed. It wasn’t the type of music you tended to listen to, and now you even can’t remember why when you find yourself bopping along to their newest tracks. When you first met Hoseok by pure chance, you’d thought he was just an average guy. Well, okay, not just average, because none of the men you had ever met in your lifetime could compare in terms of natural charm. But you never imagined he would be part of one of the biggest bands in the world. And truthfully, that fact just made you nervous.
Dating wasn’t really a thing you’d done before. Time and a lack of suitable candidates were to blame. Hell, your mom was steps away from setting you up with yet another son of a friend of a friend that she claimed was “good looking, I swear!” That was the extent of your romantic history, give or take a handful of awkward flirtations and failed text conversations. So… How the hell were you supposed to act around Hoseok? You figured all that popularity translated to a veritable trove of experience for him.
“Hoseok… I’m, uh… I’ve never…” You took a breath, “I’m a virgin.” That conversation, had while you sat on his couch, biting your nails until they were meeting the tips of your fingers, was one of the scariest things you’d ever done. You’d been seeing each other for a few weeks, finding time in his busy schedule to sneak out for a couple treasured hours alone. One such occasion had landed you at his place, and you figured it was now or never before things led too far.
“Oh!” His eyes widened, then crinkled as he let that easy smile grace his lips. You know the one. It’s the one that makes you tingly in the pit of your stomach, the one that’s always too cute to resist. “Okay. Thank you for trusting and telling me.”
“It’s not weird?”
“Nope. Not at all.” He leaned over, pressing a lingering kiss to your cheek. “I want to take things at your pace. Your comfort is always my priority.” You let him pull you in close, felt the sweetness of his scent wrap around you like a blanket you never wanted to leave.
And that was that.
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You push a final door open to the sound of cheers. You slide in unnoticed, watching the boys celebrate the end of another successful concert. They’re still laughing and joking around despite the fatigue that must be weighing on them. It’s a good minute before Hoseok notices you; when he does, his eyes light up brighter than the stage spotlights.
“Hey!” He calls your name, bounding to you, dragging you into a tight hug that practically chokes the air from your lungs, but you don’t care.
You squeeze him back. “You were amazing up there!”
“I know, right?” He laughs, pulling away only so he can lavish kisses on your forehead, your cheek, your lips. “Hey, happy hundred-day anniversary, baby.”
Delighted he remembered, you flex the arms around him to hold him even closer.
When the hold breaks, you realize the rest of the members are staring at you, amused smirks on their faces. “Alright, obviously, we’ve lost Hoseok for the night,” Namjoon says with a grin. “Let’s go eat without him.”
“Heyyy!” Hoseok turns, protests on his tongue but you silence them when you tug on his hand. His attention and gaze swivel back to you.
“I have something better in mind,��� you whisper in his ear, using the best purring voice you can muster. You aren’t sure the seduction came out properly, but his eyes dilate cutely anyway.
“Better?”
When you’re sure he—and no one else—is looking, you hook a finger into your loose top and tug the collar to the side. Instantly, he’s sputtering when his eyes happen upon what you’re wearing beneath the casual clothes. His sudden coughs attract the members’ curiosity, but your shirt is already fixed and the grin on your face made innocent by the next second.
“Hobi?” Jimin asks.
“I’m fine!” He haphazardly waves to the others, his gaze still fixed on you. “You… Do you mean… Is this…”
You nod, relishing the joy and surprise in his smile. It grounds you somehow, to know that he’s on exactly the same page as you: nervously excited. “I’m ready.”
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, hard. “I’ll be out in five minutes. Promise.” Without another word, he spins around, practically sprinting to grab his clothes to change.
“Huh?” Jungkook’s face contorts in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
You quirk your head perfectly and shrug your shoulders. “No idea.” You must have been an actress in a previous life.
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True to his word, you’re in a car heading back to the hotel five minutes later.
The entire way there, Hoseok can’t sit still.
He’s practically vibrating as he switches between staring out the window and staring at you. His fingers fumble with yours, a smile never leaving his lips. In his mind, his thoughts are even more haywire, every bit as jittery as his heart. Each subsequent image that pops into his head is dirtier than the last. First, it’s his fingers sliding across your skin as he undresses you, to see all of what you’d teased him with earlier. Then it’s your mouth parted as you moan beneath him, pink and flush and gorgeous. He wonders how many times he can make you cum before—
“Hoseok.” He jolts. “We’re here.” You’re polite – you pretend not to notice the prominent bulge straining against his dark, tastefully-ripped jeans, though it makes you grin.
“Huh? Oh, right, yeah.” He shakes his head, shifts before he realizes just how hard he is. Though he’s faintly red, he tries to play it cool, following you out the door with his jacket now pulled inconspicuously over his crotch.
Thankfully, the ride in the elevator up to your hotel room is a quick one. Hand in hand, you chat about the concert, about the energy of the ARMY and what a great performance it had been. Before you know it, the elevator dings and you’re out into the hallway.
It’s now that your heart starts to really pound. It can’t be more than fifty steps from the door to his room, but damn if you don’t feel the nerves every time your feet meet carpet. You watch Hoseok slide the card into the lock, hear the beep. The red light changes to green, he turns the handle, and now it all feels real. You’re about to do this. You’re finally about to lose your virginity.
And you can’t wait.
Hoseok guides you inside the room, tossing his bag onto the floor. “I’m just going to take a quick shower. I’m still all sticky,” he says as he strips off his jacket and wrinkles his nose. “I’ll be fast!”
“Okay, gotcha.” Your coat has only just slipped off your shoulders before he’s made a sound of panic.
“Wait, wait!” You shoot him a quizzical look as he steps towards you. “Don’t take anything off other than the coat.”
“Why not?”
“Because I want to undress you myself.” His darkening eyes are practically already doing so with the gaze that sweeps across your figure. “I’ve fantasized about doing it so many times, babe.” His fingers lightly trail across your shoulders, just playing with the collar of your top. “So just let me take care of you, okay?”
A shiver crawls down your spine at the deepening of his voice, at a side of him you’re not sure you’ve ever seen. “Okay.” You nod, and he disappears into the bathroom. Moments later, the shower turns on.
You settle on the end of the bed as you take in the slept-in bedsheets, the clothes folded on the chair or draped over it. Your heart is still doing flipflops and you’re not sure it’ll ever stop. But there’s a heat gathering in your stomach when you think about how you’ll finally know how he feels pressed against you. Yes. You’re absolutely certain – this is what you’ve been craving.
Leaning over to the light control, you turn the dial down enough so that the lamps cast warm shadows on the wall. You fiddle with your fingers, play with an earring. Two minutes creep by before you’re on your feet, thinking maybe some water could soothe your throat. You pull out your phone, scrolling through Instagram but not really processing anything. Another few minutes come and go. You’re shuffling back to the bed when you realize the sound of the shower has stopped. You have about five seconds to process that before the bathroom door opens.
With one arm cocked against the doorframe, Hoseok’s standing in nothing but a thin, dark towel around his waist. Beads of water roll down his smooth chest, dripping onto the floor. His muscles, honed and lean from all that dancing, are on full display; they flex as he moves, tousling his hair with a second towel. When he feels your gaze on him, he licks his lips. Then an effortless, unfair smile replaces his tongue. If this were a cartoon, you’d probably be drooling. Hoseok tosses the towel back inside before he flicks the light off, and you try to pick your jaw up off the floor.
“Like what you see?” He asks, voice husky in a rude way. His dark eyes meet yours. You wonder who the hell let him get so damn sexy.
“Mhm…”
He takes a step toward you, then another, and another. Then you’re in his arms. You don’t even care that he’s soaking your clothes, not when his lips conquer yours.
There’s no trace of his playfulness here; Hoseok is scorching from the get go – relentless, a man starved. You’ve kissed before, of course, but never like this. It’s now you realize just how much he’s been holding himself back, respecting your wishes while swallowing his own. Love and affection swell in your chest as you hold him just a bit tighter, needing him close.
He’s grinning as he repositions himself to steal your breaths again and again with fresh nibbles on your bottom lip. You’re pretty sure you’ve clean forgotten what oxygen is when he slips his tongue into your mouth. With no choice but to surrender, you let him gently push you onto the bed. Your back meets cool fabric, but your front is all heat as Hoseok leans over you. His bangs fall, tickling your forehead.
“Baby,” he whispers, breath tremulous and hot against your mouth, “you’re too beautiful, you know.”
“Oh?” All you can really focus on is how his towel has been dragged slightly aside by the movement. It’s moments away from being completely undone. You consider just tugging it free yourself, but he’s distracting you with nuzzles on your cheek, the prelude to more kisses.
“That tight purple dress with the low cut that you wore to Yoongi’s birthday party?” His hands slide down your waist, teasing the waistband of your skirt. “Or the cropped hoodie with the tiny jean shorts when you came to visit the studio?” He lets the elastic go. It smacks softly against your body. “Were you trying to tease me? To make me lose control?”
Now his fingers are beneath your top, running along the lingerie in midnight black that sits snugly against your skin. “No,” you murmur, “no, I just wanted to look nice for you—ah…!” He’s found your nipple, already taut from the adrenaline. Just that contact alone is enough to soak you, probably ruining the lingerie that clings to your folds, but it’s served its purpose.
“That’s just it. You always look so appetizing.” He toys with the hem of your shirt, inching it up to reveal lace the more he travels. “It’s hard to resist touching the woman I love.” Brutal. You didn’t know honesty could be so arousing. You’re already melting by the time he tosses your top onto the floor.
“Damn.” He breathes the word, lets it sit heavy between you as he drinks in how the fabric fits right against your curves, highlighting the beauty that he’s been dreaming of for months. “Just for me.” He guides the straps off your shoulders, unhooks the clasps on the back. As beautiful as the lingerie is, he’s too eager to see you bare.
Lowering his head, Hoseok’s tongue swirls around a pert nipple. Then he’s dipping his mouth between the valley of your breasts, reveling in the softness that engulfs him. He’s surrounded by your scent, gleefully drowning in it as he seeks out even more. He’s certain that having you beneath him whimpering from his touch, is something he’ll never forget.
When his fingers trace the outline of your panties, you practically wish you had gone with the crotchless version because he is taking his sweet time. You can’t imagine how he still has so much self-control when you’re seconds away from begging for his hands on your clit. Luckily, he helps you out of them before another minute ticks by. And you’re bared, utterly so, to him.
He has to take a moment to drink you in because you’re absolutely breathtaking with your legs shyly spread, cheeks pink and charming. But he’s a slave to desire in the end as he lowers his mouth and has his first taste of you.
You would be lying if you say you aren’t worried that you taste weird, or off, or something, anything. But the way Hoseok’s tongue flits between your folds as if it’s his last meal is dispelling your mind of worries, of any thoughts at all. You’re making noises you didn’t know you could make when he nips at your clit, somehow knowing exactly how much pressure to lavish before drawing back. It’s torture in the best way.
“I could do this forever,” he murmurs, exploring and testing where nets him the strongest reactions, where he can lick to have your cunt moistening even more. He doesn’t want this to hurt, so he’s perfectly content to play here until you’re a dripping mess.
You’re scrunching the sheets in balmy fists as pleasure rocks through you, as relentless as his mouth. “I don’t think I can—ohhh—last forever,” you say, somehow summoning the strength to chuckle even as you shudder into him. You’ve forgetting why you felt you weren’t ready for this all these months. How does anyone get anything else done when sex feels so good? It’s as if his lips were made to be wrapped around your clit.
It’s when his tongue parts the folds of your slit that you feel empty. He’s teasing just the tip of his tongue into your sex, and it’s absolutely not enough. “H-Hoseok,” you whimper, the craving for his cock a crescendo with each lick, “I need… Uhn, I want…”
“Are you ready?” He asks softly, shifting back, drawing away his towel. As it hits the ground, you feast your eyes on his cock for the first time. Shit. You’ve never seen anything so delicious-looking in your life. Impeccably smooth with a subtle curve, the darkened head drools pre-cum in its hunger for you. You instinctively know this is a cock that would kiss your cervix once nestled inside, judging by sheer length alone. Yes, please.
You nod.
The bed creaks when he leans over you, closing the gap between your bodies. Is that your heartbeat or his? All you can tell is the erratic thumping. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” It’s happening. It’s finally happening.
Wanting to watch, you tilt your eyes to the hands that are making for your waist. It’s then you realize his fingers are ever so slightly trembling when he moves, despite his words. You reach down with an unsteady grip of your own and cover him with your palm. “Hoseok? Everything okay?”
He pauses. “…Sorry. Sorry!” He exhales, then gives an airy, shaky laugh. “I… Don’t know why I’m suddenly nervous now.” He rakes a hand through his damp hair, lets it fall back into handsomely-messy place again. “Hell, it almost feels like my first time too.” His bright eyes find yours; his gaze is now softened, but the flame still simmers beneath. “I just want everything to be perfect for you.”
A second later, his jaw falls open comically. “But aaagh, now I ruined the sexy mood, didn’t I?”
His confession is melting your nerves, so you give him a bright smile. “Never!” You tug him close for a passionate kiss, mouths moving in sync as you try to show him just how precious he is. When you part, his grin has returned: wide and delighted. “Hobi, you are always sexy to me.”
“Mmm, how are you so sweet?” He presses his nose into your neck, scattering light bites on your skin, playfully growling to make you giggle.
“Because I love you.”
His cheeks dimple at that, pure sunshine. “I love you too.”
With great care, he positions himself. Finally, you feel his firmness pressing against your slit, glistening with his saliva and your arousal. His hips pump lightly, lubricating his skin, absently rubbing against your clit for extra stimulation. Just when you think he’s about to slip inside—
His eyes widen. “Condom,” he mutters, scolding himself, “can’t believe I forgot.” He’s about to pull away in search for one when you tighten your hold around him, forcing him to stay.
You shake your head. “Don’t need one.”
“Huh? Why not?” He rests his forehead on yours, unable to stop himself from kissing the point of your nose.
“I’ve… Been on the pill for the last few weeks. As soon as I thought I was ready.” You’re a bit embarrassed to admit: “I wanted our first time to be just you and me. Natural.”
Hoseok moans at your words, aphrodisiac in sound form. “You have no idea just how much you turn me on.” He shifts, cock nudging against your heat again as he lowers his hand to guide.
“Hoseok.” You find his eyes and hold the gaze, resolute. “I’m all yours.”
One slow thrust, and the final barrier between you falls.
You can’t help the cry at the fresh pain that surges through your core, the foreign stretch as your walls latch onto him, cling to him to instinctually beckon him further still. But he decelerates, brows knit in worry. “Are you okay, babe?” He refuses to move, even though you’re so wet, impossibly tight around him. “Should I stop?”
“F-Fine, I’m fine,” you sputter, refusing to let the tears pooling at the corner of your eyes fall. “Was just surprised.” Through the pain, the pressure that gathers at the pit of your stomach promises a pleasure yet to come. “Keep going.” You’re determined to accept every inch of him tonight.
He keeps a careful eye on you as he sinks in a little more, and you feel fuller than you ever have before. It makes you impatient in its own way; you need his cock wholly nestled in your heat until he’s just as overcome with sensation as you. “More, Hoseok,” you gasp, voice so laden with lust that you hardly recognize it. “I want all of you.”
Uncontrollable groans spill from his lips. You’re too seductive, legs spread, begging for him. The heat you engulf him in is every bit as tantalizing and ecstatic as he’s dreamed of. And by god, has he dreamed of this, waking up sometimes so hard it hurts. But now… Now, you’re in his arms. “You already have my heart.” Hoseok’s bangs caress your chest as he plants soothing kisses to your feverish skin. Another thrust, an addicting stretch. “But you can have anything you want.”
He hilts himself inside with a fresh moan so carnal and filthy you shudder. Whatever pain that lingers is forgotten in the face of this bliss, intensified when his fingers find your clit again. “Mmn, does it feel good, baby?” He already has his answer by the way you tighten around his shaft, but there’s something too alluring in making you confess exactly how he drives you wild.
“So good,” you manage amidst moans, “so full.” You fight the urge to rake your nails down his back, settling for clutching his shoulders as his hands and cock work in devastating tandem. His pace lets you feel every little bit of his thick erection, now soaked with your juices.
“So tight around me, fuck.” You whisk the rare expletive off his tongue with your own, biting and sucking on his bottom lip. “I’m not gonna last long. Not if you squeeze me like that.”
You’re practically on the cusp yourself as he never lets up on your clit. Not that you’d want him to. Not when your body is humming, a livewire pulled taut around him just waiting to snap. “Cum in me then,” you beckon, needing him to stuff you even more.
He responds with punishing thrusts that have you coming in less than ten seconds, your voice reaching pitches you didn’t know it could as you chant his name like a mantra. He continues to snap his hips, pistoning into you to elongate the throbbing until you’re left gasping, body weak, but still vibrating with aftershocks of pleasure. Somewhere along the way, you register that he’s coming too, white cream coating your walls with each pump that somehow reaches even deeper inside of you.
When Hoseok finally slows, his brow dotted with perspiration, he’s smiling. In lieu of pulling out, he cradles you in his arms despite the sweat and kisses away a stray teardrop from your eye. “That wasn’t too rough, was it? I didn’t hurt you?”
You shake your head, kissing him back on his dimpled cheeks. You can still feel a subtle ache, but it’s one that reminds you just how much love you’ve shared tonight. So, you grin and trail your fingers lightly down his back. “It was perfect.”
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Ooo I have a request! Can you please write something where the reader is the 8th member of bts and while the boys are reacting to like one of the mv’s they start hyping each other up except for her(and she’s like ;; sad life man), and they do that during the next two mv reactions, until chim notices how they’ve been neglecting her and just hypes that absolute sht out of her in the mv reaction and she’s all soft for him lmaoo
“Whoaaa hyung your facial expression really stands out here!” Taehyung exclaimed, turning his head to Yoongi.
“Look at Jimin flying! Jungkook HAHAHA your face!” Jin laughed loudly.
“JHOOOOOOOOPE” Jungkook exclaimed, causing the others to join in with him.
Meanwhile, smol little y/n sat at the back and said nothing. Mic Drop was booming from the laptop, and the boys were loud and chaotic as always. You smiled seeing that they were really happy and excited, but you also felt a little down seeing that no one had noticed or said anything about your cuts in the mv. You sat there patiently watching until the video ended, and then the boys started cheering and clapping and giving each other bro hugs. Then they turn to you and you give each one of them a hug telling them that they did a good job.
“No but seriously guys, don’t you think Namjoon looked really cool when he jumped out the back of that van?” Jin asked as he took a sip of his water.
“Yeah, and Jin youR individual shot made your shoulder’s look wider than usual,” Namjoon said making everyone laugh.
“Yah, Jungkook, your solo with the black and white filter, you looked really sexy,” Hoseok mentioned.
“I think Taehyung hyung looked better, and he had his bandanna and all.” Jungkook replied.
“y/n, don’t you think Jungkook looked sexy?” Hoseok turned to you.
You were caught by surprise, thinking that no one would turn their attention to you.
“You look great as always, Kook.” you said smiling softly.
Jungkook smiled and then thanked you, then they continued to praise each other. You felt pretty low at this point, no one had said anything about you and you didn’t want to seem petty so you brushed it off. But sitting there at that point in time where nothing was getting any better, you decided it was best you left the room for a bit. Jimin noticed you leaving, but he didn’t stop you thinking you probably wanted something to eat. So he stayed back and continued to tease Namjoon about how his ass cheeks looked like they were different sizes in the mv.
After that there was Fake Love. You were really excited for this mv because you really loved the concept of the album and the mv was going to be something really special. One day, after dance practice the staff called you guys into a room to film the mv reaction video.
“Guys, in here!” Namjoon called out, gesturing everyone into a room.
You were still taking a drink from your bottle so you were sorta left behind. You quickly closed the cap to your bottle and set it on the floor, then your turned around to hurry to the room but you bumped into Jimin’s broad and muscular chest.
“Whoa there, you okay?” he asked laughing slightly as he held your arms to keep you in place.
You looked up at him and smiled shyly, taking a step back. Jimin’s eyes crinkled in the corners like they always do when he smiles, and his pearly whites were on display. His cheeks were slightly pink due to the exercise and his hair was combed back with his fingers and the strands fell in place perfectly.
“y/n? You okay, baby?”
I just thought abt how jimin called halsey baby and i cried bc shsdhsdkf
“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” you stuttered, and then let out an awkward laugh.
“Kay then, let’s go, the boys are waiting.” he said as he extended his hand towards you with one of his heart-melting smiles.
You took his hand and he pulled you with him into the room, and made you sit next to him. The mv started playing, and you were really surprised by how well it turned out. The visuals were perfect, and you were also really proud of the band for performing the dance really well. You also thought Jimin’s water scene thingy was the best out of all scenes but clearly you are biased.
“Jimin-ssi!” Jungkook called out making Jimin burst into a fit of giggles. And how you swooned.
“Ahh, Yoongi, your rap here is awesome.” Jin complimented.
“Hobi hyung’s dance is great as always.” Jungkook said.
“Jin, you look handsome.” Taehyung said smiling, knowing what Jin’s response would be.
“It’s not a surprise, Taehyung. I’m the handsomest of them all.” Jin said proudly.
“Taehyung, your energy here is perfect.” Namjoon complimented.
“Jimin-ah! The waterfall is so cool.” Hoseok said.
“Yeah it really is.” Yoongi added.
“WOAAAHHH JUNGKOOK’S ABS!”
And that’s how the whole video went, again. Towards the end of the video, Jimin realised that you were quiet during the whole thing. And then he realised how quiet you were in all of their mv reaction videos. Just as he was about to say something to you, the video ended and the guys cheered. You clapped along with them and Jimin turned to you. His heart melted when he saw how genuinely happy you were for the band, even though no one had complimented you. As you guys were leaving the room, Jimin caught your wrist which made you turn to him.
“What’s wrong?” you asked curiously, your eyes slightly wide.
“You did great, y/n. You danced well, you sang really well and you were just amazing,” he said smiling.
You let out a shy laugh and somehow instead of Jimin’s hand holding your wrist, his hand was full on holding yours now.
“Thanks, Jimin. You did really well too. I love your waterfall scene,” you replied.
“Why thank you. Now, let’s go we have more practicing to do,” he said pulling you along with him.
“Do you have to drag me with you every time we walk?” you asked jokingly.
He held a playful smirk on his lips, “Well someone has to help you move your pretty little butt since you’re always so slow.”
You gasped and smacked his arm, “My butt and I are not slow.”
“Then I’ll race you to the studio!” he exclaimed and then took off.
You laughed and raced after him. To prove that your butt isn’t slow of course.
It was months later and it was the last mv you guys were releasing for the love yourself series. Idol was a real bop, and you had a lot of fun dancing to it. The mv was really fun to film because everything was colourful and vibrant and all of you had a fun time trying on unique clothes and teasing one another. You were really excited to see how it would all come together.
This time you guys did the mv reaction in the dance studio itself. It took like 20 minutes to calm everyone down, another 10 minutes to make the boys stop goofing around and to sit quietly. Then another 10 minutes to set up the camera and an additional 5 minutes to smack Jin because he was threatening to press the play button. Finally, the mv started playing, and before anyone could say anything, Jimin started yelling.
“Guys look at y/n!” he exclaimed pointing to the screen.
“y/nnnn you dance so well.” Hobi said as he shook you by the shoulders, making you laugh.
“Yah, y/n, who told you that you could be prettier than me?” Jin joked.
“y/n your vocals are on point.” Jungkook said in awe.
“Look at her spinning! That’s so cute.” Taehyung laughed.
“Good job, y/n, really” Yoongi said as he held his hand out to high-five you.
“You make me a proud leader, y/n.” Namjoon said smiling.
“Ugh, y/n, why are you so amazing?” Jimin asked.
You felt so happy at the moment you couldn’t help but to let a few tears spill.
“SHE’S CRYING! Y/N DON’T CRY WE LOVE YOU,” Taehyung exclaimed before pulling you into a hug.
You laughed and quickly wiped the tears from your eyes, “I’m fine, guys.”
“y/nnn.” Jimin whined as he tugged at your arm.
“Taehyung give her to me.” Jimin demanded.
Taehyung stuck his tongue out at Jimin, making Jimin literally pounce on top of the both of you, making all of you crash onto the floor. Soon each of the boys piled up on top of you guys making you nearly suffocate to death.
“I….can’t breathe,” you said laughing hoarsely.
At that moment you made eye contact with Jimin. He sent you a soft, reassuring smile, making your insides feel like jelly. What a precious human being god has blessed you with.
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I really hope this was okay! Thank you for requesting
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Finally, you get to see them live. Finally.
You’re still in disbelief, still waiting for your alarm to wake you up, as it has done so many nights before, to bring you back to reality, shatter the dream world you’re sure you are in.
But no. It’s real. They’re real. And you finally get to see them from your seat in the front row. The boys that you’ve been stanning for who knows how fucking long. Whose music helped you cope with your own trials and tribulations. Whose smiles brighten up even your darkest days. Whose meaningful lyrics and heartfelt messages have pulled you up from low places and made you into who you are today.
Your boys.
There they are. And here you are, surrounded by your fellow ARMYs, everyone watching intently as they goof around on stage.
“Ah! Jungkook-ah!” Taehyung yells, and you can’t help the giggle that escapes you.
“Aish! Hush, you two,” Namjoon scolds, mock serious, before turning to face the crowd. “Alright, everyone. For this next song, we will have our resident Mr. World Wide Handsome come forth.” The crowd cheers, and you join as Jin takes center stage, the stage lights focusing on him. The other boys all sit in a circle around him, gazing up at him, excitedly.
Epiphany begins playing and your heart swells in your chest. The song holds a special place there. You can’t count how many nights you’ve played it on repeat, alone in your room, on the days where you hated yourself the most, singing along softly with tears streaming down your face as the King of Confidence himself reminded you how precious you actually are, how deserving of love you actually are.
You feel the tears prick your eyes now as you watch him passionately sing, and you take your gaze to the night sky above, letting your feelings out as the lyrics starts hitting you deep all over again. You are so captivated, so caught up in your emotions, that you don’t notice the camera pan to your section. Don’t notice your face on the big screen. The lights shining from above highlight the tears that have escaped and fallen down your cheeks. You’re friend nudges you, bringing you out of your enchantment to see that Jin is now directly in front of you, hand outstretched and an inviting smile on his face. The other boys are looking at you, encouragingly, and the fans surrounding you are urging you to go. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you accept Jin’s hand and let him pull you on the stage.
Standing in front of him now, you decide that even the highest quality photos don’t do him justice. He’s more beautiful up close, and your wide eyes drink him in, wanting to commit every feature to memory. He’s stopped singing, but the music still plays in the background. He brings the mic to his lips.
“You’re crying. Why do you cry?”
You’re speechless, mouth unable to form a single syllable as you stare at the man in front of you. Your tears start to fall harder at his question.
“Don’t cry. You are beautiful, and there is much in you to love. I love you. Bangtan Sonyeondan loves you. ARMY loves you!” He faces the crowd as he yells this, and the fans cheer in agreement. Jin looks into your eyes, hand coming up to your cheek and thumb wiping away a tear. He smiles, softly. “You should love yourself, too.”
His hand stays in place as he sings the last chorus.
I wanna love in this world
Shining me, precious soul of mine
I finally realized so I love me
Not so perfect but so beautiful
I'm the one I should love
A smile graces your lips as you join him for the outro.
I’m the one I should love
I’m the one I should love
When the song finishes, he hands you the mic, indicating for you to speak. You stare at him, mouth hanging open for a few heartbeats before a choked sob escapes your throat.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
You breakdown, and Jin engulfs you in an embrace. You hear shouting footsteps and soon feel the other boys surrounding you as you cry into Jin’s chest. The ARMYs in the crowd go wild.
Too soon, they pull away, and you wipe at your cheeks, giggling as you think about what a mess you must look. Once you’ve collected yourself, you face the seven men in front of you. Their eyes are glassy as they gaze at you. You feel the words you’ve been wanting to say to them from the moment you heard the first note of the first song of their’s that you ever listened to on the tip of your tongue and bring the mic to your lips.
“Thank you for everything that you’ve done for me. I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for you seven angels. You’ve helped me and many others through so much, and it feels so good to finally say what I’ve been dreaming of telling you in person from the moment I was introduced to you. Thank you for being my home, my family. May only good things come your way because you deserve it. I love you, boys.”
The crowd roars once more, and you find yourself in the middle of another group hug, a few of their own tears falling onto your skin. They pull away, again, and you vaguely hear Yoongi yell, “Picture!” A staff member runs to the front of the stage, and you stand in the middle of them as the camera flashes, a tearful smile plastered on your face.
The boys hug you once more, individually -- Hoseok picking you up and spinning you around -- before leading you back to your seat. Finding stability with Jimin and Taehyung’s hands, you land back on the ground and walk back to your waiting best friend.
When you turn to the stage, the boys are already back in the center. They’re wiping at their eyes while smiling brighter than any of the lights shining down on them. On the big screen, the camera points at you once more, and you laugh and wave, sending everyone a finger heart. When it focuses, once again, on the boys, Hoseok begins to speak.
“Alright, everybody!” He shouts. “I think now is a good time to play this next song. I want everyone to sing along! Here is ‘2! 3!.’”
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Idk man.. I wrote this last night listening to Epiphany and crying. It was kind of like a daydream I had about what I fantasize happening if I ever went to a concert. I thought I should share. Let me know if you like and if I should write more.
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Love Yourself (Bangtan and EXO fanfiction/SehunxOC)
Chapter 6
Sehun continued his trek back to the house, his grip on Vivi's leash tightening ever so slightly. His mind was racing, for he had come face to face with the newest member of Bangtan. It looked like his hyungs were correct--she was very cute, and he could feel his cheeks turning red. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, ridding himself of any thoughts but failed miserably. He wanted to stay calm and collected when he entered the house but that shy part of him continued to resurface.
"Vivi," he pursed his lips, the sounds of kisses leaving his lips as he received his dog's attention. "Come, we're about to go inside." He slipped his keys into the lock and opened the door, letting him go inside first before entering, closing the door behind him. "Good boy."
"You're back!" Suho was laying on the couch, lifting himself into a seated position when he spotted the youngest and his dog. "What took you so long?"
"I ran into Taehyung and Jin hyung," he answered sincerely. "Vivi ran off and he found them."
"How are they?" the leader wondered. "are they in good health?"
"Ne," he took off Vivi's leash and took off his jacket, seating himself next to Suho. "Don't we have practice later?"
"Don't worry about practice. We're performing Love Shot anyway. We have the choreography down anyway," Suho waved a hand and assured him. "By the way, was she there?"
"'She?'" Sehun wondered before he realized who he was referring to. His cheeks went hot again and he coughed a bit. "Oh! U-Um..."
"You did?!" He asked, shifting and staring straight at the maknae, "Is she cute?!"
"Hey!" Sehun snapped gently. "You'll be seeing her soon! You'll find out yourself, won't you?"
Suho raised his brows in amazement. "So she is cute! And you think so too! Sehun-ah is always so composed but he's a tall baby who wants a girl's attention! I bet that's why Vivi went running because he also knew she's cute!"
"Shh!" He pressed a hand to his hyung's mouth, shaking his head vigorously. "Dear Lord, speak low!"
Kyungsoo came walking inside and he stumbled backward, dumbfounded, watching as the two of them were pressed against each other. This wasn't the first time this happened. He recalled when they first debuted and they had moved into this house, they played the same trick on Chanyeol's girlfriend, who used to spy on them from her bedroom window. "Is Yeon-hee spying on us again?" He asked, walking toward them and pulling Sehun away from Suho. "Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Kyungsoo-ah, don't worry. Sehun is just being shy," he laughed, explaining to him. "He ran into Bangtan's female member."
"You did?!" Kyungsoo was now holding disbelief. He threw himself in front of Sehun. "Is she cute?!"
"Ugh," Sehun rolled his eyes, "No, she's ugly."
"I... don't know if that is supposed to be sarcastic," Kyungsoo spoke slowly.
"Of course she is!" Sehun exclaimed, burying his face in his hands and sighing. "She's..." he remembered the way Vivi ran to her. Ha-Neul, with her brown hair, her big brown eyes, and her creamy skin. She had a pretty smile, and she seemed to have a spritely personality--what he wanted to find in a girl. She was also very polite and respectful, plus she loved Vivi upon just laying eyes on him. This was too good to be true. "...beautiful. I want to see her on stage now..." he admitted truthfully. His heart was racing and his head was spinning.
"What's going on here?" Chanyeol asked as he too joined him, eyebrow cocked. "Sehun's face is all red. Is he becoming shy again?"
"Saranghaeo," Suho sang teasingly, mimicking the maknae's voice. "Saranghaeo, jagi!"
"Be glad this girl didn't ask to take a picture of your abs," Kyungsoo slapped his shoulder. "Ah, now I want to see her... this isn't fair. You got to see her before I did..."
Sehun sighed heavily and pressed himself against the headboard of the couch, staring at the ceiling, "Lord give me strength... what am I going to do with myself...?"
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(Ha-Neul's PoV)
"Gomaweo, Unnie," I replied as I watched Ji-woo slip slightly longer nails under my cuticles. This was the first time I had ever gotten my nails done. I never knew how relaxing it was to be pampered.
"Don't mention it," she chuckled, painting them before turning the UV light on. "You have such pretty hands too. So dainty and cute. They deserve to have special treatment. Gel lasts a very long time and these colors will go well with the outfits I'm making for you and the boys." She placed my hands under the light. "Tae told me you learned almost all of MIC Drop's choreography today. You're a quick learner!"
"Yup, but I still have to make it look as natural as them," I nodded. "Then I'll be learning the choreography of Fake Love afterward. We have to perform two songs for the show."
"Fake Love is a great song," she began to apply more nail polish once the lights turned off. "Love is the theme of the Song Festival coming soon. You'll all be learning a new dance break once it comes around. And then afterward, you'll be heading to Hong Kong, then Japan, Taiwan, and back to Korea for one more Festival."
"I guess since a lot of idols are coming out about their relationships, the industry chose that theme?" I asked.
"That's right," she agreed. "But as supportive as many fans are, there are some who are still obsessive about their biases. No doubt it'll be the same once you gain fans too, but you shouldn't let that stop you from falling for someone. A few years ago, Hyuna and E'Dawn had announced their relationship but the fans weren't so kind. They sent death threats and wished for E'Dawn to leave Pentagon because they felt cheated. However, can you really stop someone from falling in love?" She continued. "They had to keep their relationship under wraps and ever since Kai and Jennie announced their relationship, many others have as well. Despite fans coming together, there have been far more fan wars as of late."
"But Kai had another girlfriend back then, didn't he?"
"Krystal," Ji-woo began to pamper my other hand. "That previous relationship wasn't received well... the boys have had crushed as well but they have been very scared of starting anything. Since they've gone international, they've been extra careful, closing off their hearts, but that shouldn't stop them. I want them to be happy, especially Hoseok. He may smile all the time but I know some days, he fakes that smile..."
My mind was circling back to what happened several hours ago when we had run into Sehun. He was very attractive... he had a nice smile and the way he always sticks out his tongue was absolutely adorable. He was tall, and his skin was like milk, and his broad shoulders...
"Ha-Neul-ah," Ji-woo snapped her fingers and I jolted slightly.
"Ah!" I made a sound and asked. "N-Ne?"
"Are you in la la land?" She asked. "you just went quiet for a second."
"Gwenchana, Unnie," I assured her. "I was just thinking about what you said... it makes me all the more determined to unite all of the groups and show obsessive fans we all love each other."
"You really are determined to bring everyone together, huh," she had finished her work with my nails and began putting her equipment away. "I hope it works, for everyone's sakes. And please, don't be afraid. If you fall for someone, let it happen. Don't let any fan stop you."
I gave her a single nod before looking down at my nails, each colored white with flower nail art on the ring fingers. The flower was the same color as the cover of Bangtan's most recent album. "Gamsahamnida."
There was a knock on the door and Yoongi leaned against the frame, "Dinner is ready. You should eat."
"What did Jin make this time?" Ji-woo stood up and I followed suit.
"Gimbap," he answered. "Oh, Ha-Neul-ah. Good job with today's practice. Jin and Tae told me about it."
"Gomaweo, Oppa," I smiled at the rapper. "Has Namjoon Oppa decided which lines I'll be singing?" We made out way out of the room and into the corridor."
"Ne, he'll tell you exactly what lines you'll be singing," he replied, the smell of Jin's cooking wafting into my nostrils.
"By the way," Yoongi tucked his hands into his sweatpants. "You should know that idols don't just sing and dance. You'll need to find some odd jobs."
"Eh?" I asked him and he continued speaking.
"Acting and modeling. When we aren't on tour or not singing or composing songs, make sure to do those. And Tae and Jin also told me you can't read music even though you play the piano. Starting tomorrow after practice, for one hour every day, I'll be teaching you how to read music."
"Yoongi-ah," Ji-woo held a scolding tone. "Don't be so hard on her. I swear you act like a grumpy grandpa all the time. Aren't you the lazy one who doesn't want to contribute to the choreography?"
"Hey, don't undermine me while I'm lecturing one of the maknaes!" He argued.
"Don't worry, Oppa," I spoke quickly, hoping to stop them from arguing. "I'll work hard, I promise. I know you're just looking out for me."
"Good," he said before breaking into a little smile, patting my head. "you're a lot more understanding than the others. That makes me happy."
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