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fighting heart | jeon jungkook au

summary: never living a life of luxury, Jungkook does what he has to do to make ends-meet. right now that means fighting in underground clubs, getting beat black and blue until he wins. he knows there’s a better life out there for him but he never let himself think about it. until you came along and suddenly a weight is being lifted off his shoulders letting you through his guarded walls. you’re everything he needed and you make him want to fight for more.

warnings: 15k words. smut. angst. boxer!jk x curvy,f!reader. violence [fight scenes]. mentions of blöod. rich y/n. degradation of y/n [a few times] but not by jk. mentions of wounds. y/n got some mommy milkers lowkey. big hips that jk likes t—. unprotected. fingering. handjob. missionary. sweet. y/n is whipped but Jk is whippeder. jin is kinda sketchy kinda not. tw: harmful language, physical violence, anatomical injuries. illegal fight club. gambling.

No where he went could he find silence. Rattling cages, loud chants and even bottles breaking. The room he was currently in was poorly lit. And he could barely see the damage that has been done. The room was in hues of green with dirty white tile showers and sinks with rust on them. The ground was covered in stains of old blood that didn’t wash away from the polished cement. Hanging above his head were fluorescent making hissing noises like the glass would soon burst into flames and shatter across the floor. They were flickering too, he could see them clearly through the dirty mirror he was staring at himself through.

He was a mess himself and he had no clue where to start. His hair was drenched in sweaty locks sticking to his face in strange whimsical lines. There was blood dripping down over his brow piercing somewhere on his hair line but he couldn’t see it clearly yet. There was a large red mark on his rib cages but other than those couple injuries he considered himself pretty clean.

The water pressure from the faucet was poor and when he first turned it on the water had a brown tint to it. He let it run over his wet rag squeezing out the excess before cleaning the blood and sweat off his face. He leaned forward and splashed water onto his face and rubbed some into his hair to at least rinse his sweaty hair a little bit. From behind him he could hear the swinging doors part ways as someone walked in with a huge grin on their face. He waved a stack of papers in his hand smacking it against the palm of his other hand, business suit and shoes sticking out from this room like a sore thumb. His hair was slipped back in a nice style and he looked better than Jungkook did at the moment.

“You killed it out there,” Kim Seokjin said as he leaned against the counter on the wall, staring at Jungkook’s back and the red mark on his side, “He got a few hits in it seems.” As he said that he moved to stand again walking over to the ice machine next to the broken paper towel dispenser. He took the big ziploc bags off the machine and began putting ice into one of the bags. He took plastic wrap with him as he walked over to Jungkook and motioned for the guy to lift his arm.

“Don’t worry kid, your cut is good today,” Jin said, pressing the ice bag to Jungkook’s injured side before bringing the wrap over it and pulling it around his torso to hold the bag down. Jungkook just looked at the drop of blood still leaking from the cut on his forehead making him reach out for his rag again. The sink had a new stain of blood on it from where his rag had been running under the water. He looked at Jin through the mirror, “How much?”

Jin smiled, “Little more than a grand but I got a few more investors out there looking to see another fight. You’ll get there once you focus fully on training.”

“I’m not a fighter,” Jungkook grumbled as he turned quickly once Jin finished up. There was a small limp to his step as he walked to his gym bag looking for clothes to change into. Jin shook his head in disbelief, “Not a fighter? Then tell me what I just watched tonight.”

“I told you this already. I’m not interested in doing anything more than a couple fights here and there,” Jungkook said putting on a worn out, oversized gray t-shirt. Jin groaned in frustration, “I don’t get why you’re so against it. You can make much more money if we go big. You’ll be rich you know? I can already see your fights on pay-per-view. Just think about the money, that’s why you’re doing this aren’t you? Think about your family.”

“I am thinking about my family, that’s why I’m saying no,” Jungkook told him, changing into some black sweats and throwing a hoodie on. The bag of ice was slowly melting but at this point he didn’t care about how ridiculous he looked, “They’d kill me if they knew I was fighting again, I’m sorry man, but no.”

He took his cut of the money from Jin, slipping his hood over his head and hoisting his gym bag on his shoulder, “Call me.”

His leg ached making his entire walk out of the underground club to his car all the more slow. His car lights blinked as it unlocked and he chucked his bag in the backseat finally getting in and starting the engine. Jungkook’s neighborhood was far from being nice but it’s location close to busy streets made night life more active. He got to his apartment shortly after, sirens going off just outside his window where he could see flashing lights and the tops of old buildings.

Despite how late it was, and his need to be alone he couldn’t have that. Not when his phone began ringing. He winced, reaching into his pocket and taking it out. Once he saw the caller ID he debated ignoring it. Now isn’t the time for it when he’s got a pretty girl in his bed telling him you don’t want to go home. But he answered anyway, “Hello?”

“Hi honey, I know it’s late but um,” his mother stuttered, he could practically picture her fidgeting, “We’re behind on rent again. I wouldn’t be coming to you if I didn’t need to.”

Jungkook didn’t say anything, it was the same thing over and over every single time. He was in his bathroom now, pressing his phone to his ear, “When is it due?”

“Well it was due a couple days ago—“ “And what happened to what I sent you the other day?” Jungkook asked.

“Your father needed it for a, well, uh, I can’t remember but you’re my son, you’re more reliable than anyone else,” his mother said, making him roll his eyes. “So why’d you wait till now to tell me? Should I call your landlord and see how long it’s been overdue?”

“Yah, don’t be like that,” his mother begged, “You’re supposed to help your parents. That’s why you moved wasn’t it? Why are you even up so late? What have you been doing? Who were you with? Were you fighti—“

“I’m hanging up. I’ll send the money in the morning,” with a tired sigh he ended the call wincing once more when he reached up for the handle to his medicine cabinet.

His small rectangular window was his only source of light in the bathroom as he rummaged through his medicine cabinet but his first aid kit was empty. With a tired grunt he closed it back up and left looking around for his things pulling the melted ice bag away that was now just a puddle of water. He grabbed his wallet and keys before leaving his apartment once more, this time by foot.

After a five minute walk he found himself in front of a familiar convenience store and he went in, immediately going to the medical section. He probably shouldn’t be walking around with so much money on him but it was too late to worry about that.

“Oh my god hurry up, I’m literally scared for my life,” A girl squealed a couple aisles down and Jungkook tried to ignore her, “We should’ve just gotten it delivered.”

“And if they didn’t have what I wanted?” Another voice piped in, slightly more bearable than the previous one but with the same tone, “Besides everyone can hear you, y’know?” As if he’d been the one spoken to he looked up from under his hood, eyes softening for a fraction of a second as they met your stare. He was the first to look away once he caught his reflection on the fridge doors behind you filled with alcohol. There was a line of red down his forehead again and it made him duck down under the aisle top and look for what he needed.

“I don’t care who hears me, just get a bottle and let’s go. Jimin’s waiting,” The high pitched voice spoke again and Jungkook found a box of wound closure band-aids, pain killers, and icy/hot patches. You rolled your eyes at her looking over to the guy in the hoodie again, there was a red stain on his forehead that you noticed right away. A little after Jungkook found himself standing behind you in line. He didn’t expect to find such a sight in front of him. You were in a hot pink mini skirt and a white blouse that matched your heels. Your legs weren’t super long but your thighs were wider and so were your hips. It made the fabric of your skirt hug your curves in the best way possible.

You and your friend finished up with the cashier and he found himself twisting a lock of hair over the bleeding cut on his forehead to hide it. He could feel your eyes follow him for a moment as you left at that and he moved forward to the counter.

That night he healed his wounds in his studio apartment under the moonlight while you got in the back of a Porsche for a night drinking.

There was a stiffness in the air, like all the poise and class was just an act that was hard to maintain. At least that’s what Jungkook thought because as he looked around not a single person seemed to be what they tried so hard to appear. Now, he’ll admit he’s probably the most out of place here but that didn’t mean he couldn’t notice things. For instance, his partner wore an expensive suit with a shiny Rolex that demanded the attention of everyone in the room. Yet he still seemed gentle, far from intimidating which is what he’s so poorly tried to portray. A hand landed on his shoulder blade giving him a little shake as the man spoke, “Lighten up Jungkook, this is for you. You made me good money last week. Think of this as a sign of my appreciation.”

“Is that what this is?” Jungkook asked looking around the lounge room with expensive alcohol in crystal glasses and 100,000$ leather seats. He started to fix the cuff of his black button-up as he looked around some more. The men in here were either his age or way older, all in designer suits and watches. All the women were young, beautiful, lavished.

Just like the one who crossed his line of sight in a black, shimmery dress that was barely around mid-thigh. A silver, diamond charm bracelet on the wrist that matched every piece of jewelry on your body—from what he can see. You were far across from him, somewhere off with a group he couldn’t see well and the dim light applying a glow to you in particular. And yet he recognized you right away as the person from the store last night.

“I’ve treated you to dinner, I figured I might as well treat you to drinks too,” Seokjin said looking up from his phone just as Jungkook’s eyes snapped back to him, no longer focusing on the stranger. He released a sigh, “Alright, I want to talk about business. There’s another match this weekend. Two fights and a couple grand in your pocket. It’s short notice and you need time to recover but I was hoping to convince you.”

“Against who?” Jungkook asked tipping his glass of scotch back before placing it down on the small glass table between them two. Jin gave a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, “Some new kid and Park Seungmin. What do you say? Do I get it set?”

“Ask me again after a few drinks,” Jungkook said. Music played behind them but not nearly as loud as a regular night club’s and there was a faint smell of cigar. He hardly paid attention to whatever other small talk the two of them made, he was too tired to say anything on his own. He hadn’t even wanted to come out with Jin at first. It’s not that he didn’t like the guy. He did. The problem was that he could not understand why Jin would want to be a part of the kind of life Jungkook has involved himself in. Kim Seokjin came from money, the good kind of money.

It meant he’s never had to worry about food in his stomach or if the electricity would be cut off. He’s never lied about christmas presents he never recieved or about not having lunch money. He’s grown in gated communities and trips abroad for the holidays. There’s no reason for him to be making dirty money just because he could. Jungkook didn’t hate him, he just couldn’t never fully trust that Jin had his best interest in mind. All he knows is that he’s the only one Jungkook can go to at the moment and he’s going to see how far he can get. The downside was that Jin wanted him to go the professional route. He wants to mentor him and get him in more official rings that could be broadcasted. His boxing was good, Jin saw potential so he badgered Jungkook about it nonstop. He didn’t listen though, he was fine fixing cars and had no intention in being a professional fighter.

If he had paid more attention to Seokjin instead of the marks on his hands he might have noticed the way Jin casually looked around the lounge room. He seemed stuck on someone behind him, brows furrowed together in concentration before his eyes relaxed momentarily. He looked back to Jungkook, “I’ll be right back. I think I see someone I know.”

Jungkook didn’t bother responding, merely waving him off as he looked down at his phone. The money he just earned from his last match was enough to send to his parents but he still needs more for rent and utilities. His job won’t pay him till the day after rent is due and he can’t ask for another extension. If he wants to cover the rest he’ll have to do the fights Jin asked of him. He’s still a little sore from the last fight but if he tries to get back on training he should be fine.

“Look at all the space we have, just take a seat,” Jin said finally making Jungkook look up as three people were filing into the booth. He noticed right away when you were making your way into the rounded booth pretty much inching closer to him. He’ll admit, up close you’re even more beautiful than he thought when he looked at you from afar. Now he can see your features better than he had at the store. What are the chances that he ran into a random stranger twice? And one he thought about on his walk home from the store as a short distraction?

You didn’t shy away from looking him over as you finally sat down just a few inches away from him. Jin flashed him a smile, “Jungkook these are some friends of mine. This is Taehyung, Jia and Y/n. Everyone meet Jungkook.”

Jin didn’t give much time for introductions when he waved over a server and ordered more drinks for the table. Jungkook took his chance to get a look at you again and for the first time that night, your eyes met his. He was the first to crack even the smallest hint of a smile. You had a pretty face, your cheeks slightly rounded but your eyes were what drew him in. He likes the curve of your waist and the way your thighs look soft to the touch. Your dress had been a little higher from the back than the front and he understood why. You were so physically attractive to him. You had wider hips and a slight tummy pouch. The top of your dress was easily filled out by your chest which spilled slightly from the top. Your collarbone still seemed to protrude and a diamond necklace with your name engraved rested prettily on it. Y/n, he remembers the girl next to you saying it the other night.

“So what are you guys doing here? Don’t you have better places to drink at on a Saturday?” Jin asked once drinks came and Jungkook looked over to where the conversation was. Taehyung gave a shrug of his shoulders looking to his two friends, “Just wanted to get a few good drinks in before going out. Are you two free? Want to come with?”

Jin shared a look with Jungkook, “Yeah? Let some stress out.” He wasn’t sure though, he’s already over exerted himself being out with Jin but at the same time now that it’s been brought up he wouldn’t mind. There was a shift on his side and suddenly you were leaning forward to look at his face.

“I agree, if you’re stressed then maybe you should come have drinks with us,” you said with a bright smile. That convinced him way too easily and before he knew it, he was leaving with the rest of you to a club. He stood behind you in line and when you were all inside he was at the bar right there with you.

“You look familiar,” you said bluntly turning away from the bar counter to look at him while your drinks were made. It caught him off guard at first before saying, “You do too.” Your smile was softer now but just as pretty and you batted your lashes, “I know where I’ve seen you.”

“Where?” Jungkook wanted to see if you actually did recognize him or if he just looked familiar to someone else you’ve seen. You pointed a finger at him, “The store. You were dressed all emo and stuff.”

“I was just wearing dark colors,” What you said made him smile a little before adding in, “But yes, I recognize you too. You were wearing pink.”

“Oh you even remember what i had been wearing? Was it because you liked it or because you liked me?”

“Can I say both?” Jungkook said with a lighter tone now. He found you attractive, alluring even, despite your snobbish tone. Your eyes narrowed in interest and you let your eyes travel from the faded scar on his forehead to the belt holding his jeans up. He was attractive in a way you couldn’t explain. An absolutely beautiful intimidating man.“I thought I knew all of Jinnie’s friends, how come I don’t know you?” You asked taking your drinks from the bartender.

He gave a small shrug, “I wouldn’t say we’re close, more like acquaintances. How do you know him?”

“Family friends.” “All of you?” You gave a nod of your head taking a sip from your drink just as he did. You looked down at the hand he had on the bar too. It was covered in ink and rings on his pretty fingers but the more you looked the more you saw. It included red knuckles with faded purple and brown marks like bruises. Jungkook noticed right away where your attention had drifted and he opted for moving his hand off and keeping it to his side.

“Can I be honest with you?” He asked suddenly trying to draw attention away from his hand and also speak some truth at the moment, “I think you’re beautiful.”

So he found himself closer to you later on in the night. His hand had even made itself to your hips as you sat on the stool scooted close to his. The two of you had completely forgotten about the group you were supposed to be with but they didn’t even attempt to intervene. If anyone seemed hesitant it was only Taehyung and Jin just brushed his worries away. He knew you well and you liked the fun, he knew Jungkook needed some fun even if it’s just for one night.

Later on in the night the two of you disappeared into a cab. He was more hesitant than you were to initiate any sort of intimate contact. Even inside the club he only had an arm around you and when he offered to take you home he was only hoping to spend a little more time with you before asking for your number. He didn’t expect for you to be on him in the back of the cab. Your lips were on his and he was kissing back eagerly, uncaring for the way the cab driver looked back at you.

“Just one address or two?” The driver asked as you pressed a kiss against Jungkook’s jaw leaving him breathless. His hand was on your curved back keeping you close as he barely had a chance to look over to the driver. You beat him to it when you pulled away for a quick second to mutter, “One address,” and went back to kissing him. He wasn’t complaining, he hasn’t done this in a while.

With work and all the matches he’s been in on top of training, he doesn’t have much time to go out and meet people who weren’t drunk placing bets on him. Even the women at the fights were drunk, a little more sleazy, not as clean and definitely didn’t have skin as soft as yours. His other hand found it’s way to your thigh, fingernails digging into the plump skin and he wanted to do more than just touch with his hands.

Jungkook’s not sure how it happened but they ended up at his place instead of yours, maybe because it was closer to the club or maybe because he gave it to the man first. Either way it was too late to argue about it when you were already urging him to get out. He quickly paid for the cab and was helping you, kissing you one last time as the cab drove off. He smiled sweetly, “You sure you’re okay with this?”

“Okay with what?” You asked wrapping your arms around his mid section leaning into him when his arms went around your waist. He cleared his throat looking down at you slightly more concerned now, “With this, with me…”

You smiled, “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.” You’re not even asking questions. Not about his bruises or cuts or red knuckles, “Besides, I like you so are you going to take me upstairs or am I just gonna stay out here.” Jungkook took your hand now dragging you behind him inside his building trying not to get your expression. He didn’t want to see how you’d feel about his clearly run down apartment. Even this late at night there were a few tenants just sitting around on the stairs. He moved you in front of him staying close behind you to avoid you being stared at by some creep from the back. Once you were in his dark apartment it was immediate.

You didn’t even look around the place, letting him lead you to creaky twin sized bed he called his own and kissed him roughly, hands pulling at his shirt immediately as he made himself comfortable sitting next to you. You were on your knees looking taller than him deepening the kiss with your tongue now and he was gladly kissing back just as hard. His hands found their way to your legs, squeezing once again at your meaty thighs that pressed against each other with no gap between. The fullness of your figure was so damn tempting and it had his fingers inching under your short dress.

When you didn’t seem to object to his touch he went ahead and let his hands circle around your hips to the back where he could feel a very small pair of panties covering very little. Like your thighs, your butt was squishy making his fingers sink into it as he felt you up and it had him groaning into your mouth in want. His mouth trailed down your jaw, sucking gently against your neck as his hands continued feeling you up, your dress already up and around your wide hips as he played with your underwear. A finger slipped under it holding it out as he let his hand feel underneath.

A breath caught in Jungkook’s throat when your hand was pressing against his thigh now, long nail barely grazing his leg moving closer and closer to his growing member. You seemed just as impatient as he did and it made him wonder how long it’s been for you too. He doubts it’s been as long as him. You took him by surprise when you started unbuttoning his jeans with one hand and with ease and he was helping you move them out of your way. Following your lead when your hand began to palm him over his briefs, he did the same.

You moaned softly into his mouth as his hand pressed against your slicked heat from behind with his arm around your waist pressing you into his side. His head was aligned with your heavy chest and when he leaned it against the silky fabric, he could feel the softness of your breasts. His free hand couldn’t stop himself from reaching up and feeling you better. You wore a thin, flimsy bralette that hadn’t even been enough to conceal your nipples throughout the night but it made it easier for him to feel you better. The weight of your breasts was heavy in his hand, flesh spilling between his large fingers and you were so damn soft, everywhere. It made him want to sink into you, press his face between them and just feel your warmth.

Your breath hitches as he circles your clit, sending small shocks throughout your body. He moved your underwear out of the way, revealing your perfect cunt to his fingers with no barrier. Just as your hand snuck under his briefs, his middle finger was running between your folds, slowly letting more into your tight snatch. Even down between your legs were you soft, just as plump and warm. Your hand held his cock now, almost fully hard and with a gentle stroke you felt him hardening even more. Finally his long finger sinks in just as the strap of your dress slipped off your shoulders exposing more of your breasts to him. Without thinking he tugged your bra down making your tits bulge out from on top even more, “You’re so damn beautiful.”

He was being honest as he kissed the plump flesh feeling it bounce along his tongue and he just wanted to take a nipple into his mouth and suck. You didn’t answer verbally but he could physically feel the light squeeze of his cock on an upstroke and he was groaning around your nipple. His face was still rubbing against your breasts as his middle finger pumped in and out of your wet cunt lathering it in more slick and he took the chance to sink another finger in. You gasp, your tits bouncing against his face and he let them rub over his face while simultaneously hitting that spongy pleasure spot in your tight walls, stroking it everytime his fingers sank back in. You were still on your knees on his bed and he was still holding you against his side as you jerked off his cock but he wanted more.

Fingers still inside your pussy, he began to stand not moving your hand off his dick as he lightly pushed you back to lie down. His hand left your folds from behind and slipped it between your thighs again from the front. His pace quickens, and he uses his weight to hold you down, twirling your thick buds with his tongue. You breathed heavily feeling the twitch of his member when your thumb ran over the slit in his tip over and over again.

Without thinking, and probably too rough, his hands were leaving your breasts and pussy to pull at the fabric of your dress. It’s been teasing him all night and he needed it gone, so that’s what he did. The fabric was no match for the rough yank he did on it making it tear open and he was harsh with the way he yanked it off your body groaning at the sight.

He stood taking his jeans and shirt off as you undid your bra kicking it off exposing large breasts to his hungry eyes. His hands run down your middle, the soft chub on your ribs and stomach sinking his finger in and he was staring down at you with awe, “You’re so beautiful.”

“You already said that, I want to know what you’ll do to show it to me,” you teased wiggling your hips when his hand went to pinch at them, squeezing and groaning at the feel. He could feel a bit of your hip bone but it was mostly covered in plumpness that made his mouth water. Your hips were good for squeezing and he wanted to take you. Suddenly, realization hit him like a truck.

“I—I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m on the pill,” you said already reaching between your bodies at his hard clock begging for attention, “As long as you’re clean and pull out.” He gave a brief nod of his head capturing your lips with his as you lined his dick up with your heat and did the honor of taking him. You moaned into each others mouth as he stopped at the ring of nerves that needed a bit more stretching. You were tight, he felt all the soft walls of your cunt squeeze his thick member as he sank in with a groan, squishing against you, breasts against his chest.

“Oh God,” you moaned against his lips at the first real thrust of his cock into your wet pussy and his hand was sliding down to grip your ass while the other was on your breasts. He squeezed both in time with a second thrust, still testing the waters before doing it again, quicker and rougher now.

His head rested against your neck, moaning your name softly, “So fucking beautiful, all of you, fuck Y/n.”

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled into your skin leaning down to take a fat tit into his mouth matching each lick of your nipple with a rough thrust. Suddenly he’s lifting himself up, hands leaving your sides to press against the bed on either side of your head. He looked down at your naked body licking his lips, slowly bringing his hips back before slamming into you with force that had your tits jiggling and his lips parted at the sight, doing it again so it could happen once more.

Jungkook lets out a long exhale as you continue to cry out his name making him work his lean hips, thrusting in and out of you with purpose.

“Jungkook,” you moaned, hands holding his sides as he fucks you, tight abdominal muscles flexing along with the veins leading to his dick all the way from his navel. The position only lasted a moment before he was laying his full weight on you again wanting to feel you pressed against him, body shaking along his.

“I’m so close,” you groaned when he gripped your ass, not being gentle in the way he squeezed, shaking it a bit and using it to fuck your pussy back into his cock, “Let me cum.”

“Fuck,” he slams himself into you feeling his entire body shudder but he was holding off, “Cum, fuck, cream my cock right now.”

“Oh God,” he groaned against your skin when you did just that, fingers curling as your release hit moaning beautifully into his ear and his body shook slightly. He was gentle but quick in the way he pulled out of you, your orgasm wavering as your slick leaked out of your folds. His cock was on your pubic bone now, spurts of creamy semen spilling onto you, covering you in his cum. His hand was on your knee for support but it was no use.

He was dead weight on top of you, but you don’t mind—you brush your fingers through his hair, giggling when you feel his soft lips kiss your breast, “You’re amazing.”

You felt his breathing begin to get uneven and you wrapped a leg around him continuing the brush of your fingers, caressing him since he seemed to need it. You held him in your arms as he clung to you. Now, you’ll admit, at this time you’d start getting your clothes again and find your things to leave. Maybe you would’ve already had a scheduled Uber but you weren’t doing any of that—and it wasn’t because he tore your dress in half. “You made me feel so good,” you whispered softly into his ear and it made him hum in appreciation, eyes shut slightly. He never realized how much tension he’d been holding onto without release until now that you held him.

You were naked and sticky, even sweaty, but that didn’t stop you two from snuggling after sex, his gentle lips leaving soft kisses along your neck tiredly as his eyes shut in relaxation. Like that, you both let sleep take over and you were warm in each other’s arms.

The sun shined brightly against your sleeping face. You squeezed your eyes shut some more but it did little to keep the light away. You decided to move, roll over and hide your face in one of your many pillows but as you tried to, you nearly fell. A yelp escaped your lips, face inches away from the floor as two arms caught you by the waist. Jungkook was half asleep but alert as he looked over your tired form. You fell back onto the twin sized bed pressed against Jungkook’s chest staring at your surroundings.

In better light and a clearer head you had a better chance to look around his apartment. It was smaller than you pictured when you were lying underneath him. You just didn’t realize it was this small. You’re not sure if you’ve ever been to a place that looked like this. His bedroom, kitchen and living room all in one space with ripped wallpaper and broken cabinets. Jungkook seemed to stiffen under you when he noticed where your mind was going.

Last night was… how should he put it without sounding so dramatic? He just felt very appreciated and not just his body but also the things he had to say. You paid very close attention to what he felt and it was more than anyone has in a while. Sure, the fighting gets him attention but not for anything good. It was abuse and exploitation. That made him hate himself but what he experienced last night was lively. He wouldn’t mind getting this feeling because of you again except you couldn’t be any more opposite and that’s what had him skeptical.

“You okay?” He asked suddenly, nervous because you have yet to say anything after your abrupt awakening and he’s itching to know what you think. His shabby apartment looked even worse than he imagined. You just gave a single nod and that made him anxious now, sliding a little out from under you trying not to pay attention to the way you were both still naked. He released a quiet sigh, “If you want to go home now, it’s okay, you can tell me.”

It was morning anyway, he’s not sure what he would expect differently. You seemed to snap out of your own thoughts turning as best as you could to lay on your stomach over him. He looked down at you with an expression you could only read as dejected, sullen or tired even. Your chest rests on his chest as you look up at him, “And what if I don’t want to go home yet?”

Jungkook couldn’t hide the look of surprise on his face when you ran your hand over his chest turning to look at him, “How about a shower together?”

You stared at the man in front of you expressionless, or well, you were trying to be. He, on the other hand, was open with you. A knowing smile on his face with brows raised in amusement. He was even leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest, head tilted to the right just slightly waiting for you to speak.

“You’re starting to creep me out,” You said with a roll of your eyes as you looked over the roof, city life thriving about sixty stories below you. Jin cleared his throat, “I was wondering if you had anything to say to me.”

“About?” You asked as the waitress came back with your food. You were seated across from Jin at some high end restaurant for lunch. It sat on the roof of some luxury hotel and it’s where you two decided to meet between your classes. You had a feeling you knew what this was about but you weren’t about to give in. A day and a half was spent in Jungkook’s presence. You didn’t even go to class the following day, instead you stayed in his apartment and did absolutely nothing.

“You’re a vixen, y’know? You sank your claws into Jungkook and got him, I applaud you,” Jin said making you roll your eyes again. “What are you talking about? You’ve got a crush on him or something?”

“I’m just saying, I’ve been trying to get that guy to let loose but all he does is push every chance away,” Jin told you as he picked at his plate. Your eyes narrowed leaning forward against the table, “How do you two know each other, anyway? He didn’t really say.”

Jin sneered, “Of course he didn’t. He doesn’t like it.”

“Doesn’t like what? No, don’t tell me,” you shook your head. You wanted to know because you were definitely interested. But was it your business? Jin smacked his tongue, “It’s nothing serious.”

“I’m his manager of sorts, but also an investor?” Jin said with a shrug taking a big bite, “He’s a boxer, like in the ring with glo—“

“I obviously know what a boxer is,” you said clearly annoyed with your older friend who just chuckled knowing he was getting under your skin. You were curious now, “Besides, what does it matter to you? You work in a law firm.”

Jin groaned as if he had a reason to be annoyed with you when clearly he didn’t, “I’ve got a few interests, alright? Sketchy? Maybe, but it is exciting. I met him a year ago when I was watching a boxing match. He was new and he was good, a lot of strength and control. I just have this idea that he can make it big and I can get him there. It’ll be a give and take. I already make good money off his fights from my cut and imagine what a bigger audience can do?”

“So what you’re saying is Jungkook… he makes money from boxing?” You asked and he just shook his head no. “No, well kinda? His family has a lot of debt—“

“Stop, stop talking,” you covered your ears suddenly, “I don’t want to hear about his private stuff unless it’s from him. I get it. You kinda work together?”

Jin rolled his eyes, “Yes but that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I want to know what transpired you to go with him the other night. I didn’t peg muscular, tatted, brooding men as your type.”

“I didn’t either,” you said honestly, “But I don’t know. I saw him one time before that at a store and he had been bleeding from his forehead. I think that’s why I was curious at first.”

“And now?” Jin asked making your brows furrow. “What do you mean now?”

He sighed, “I mean are you curious still? Jungkook is a good guy, great guy even but it wouldn’t work Y/n. Your parents would kill you if they found out you were seeing a guy like him. He’s not… he hasn’t had the same privileges as you and it just wouldn’t look good. He’s a great kid but he’s got real struggles that you wouldn’t understand.”

“Hypocrite much?” You asked with a tilt of your head, “Like you would understand those struggles more than me? Are you going to tell him this too or just me because I don’t think Jungkook would appreciate it.”

“Jungkook’s smart, I’m sure he understands why it wouldn’t work. You’ve been to his place I assume, you had some thoughts on it I know. But at the end of the day, I’m loyal to you as a friend more than Jungkook. I’ve known you since you were five and I’m looking out for your best interest.”

“I don’t need you to Jinnie,” you rolled your eyes as you pushed your finished plate away. He let the topic drop with a reluctant sigh. He really did appreciate Jungkook as a person and even as a friend of sort but at the end of the day… what they had never went beyond business. The dinner the other night was to discuss another tournament, what happened after was a spur of the moment. He had respect for Jungkook for what the kid has been through but that’s what makes him wary. He’s seen how mad he can get, how little he actually has to support himself and how battered his life was. You wouldn’t fit in anywhere and Jin cares about you too much to let you fall for someone like him.

“Besides, I’m seeing him later after class,” you said brightly. Jin couldn’t argue with you anymore, he just wanted you to know what he thought. He knew Jungkook was a good guy, he just didn’t think he was right for you. Suddenly you flashed him a bright smile, big puppy dog eyes and a bat of your lashes, “You’re treating me to lunch right?”

“You probably have more money than me Hotel Heiress,” Jin said with a scowl but you didn’t let up. Your bottom lip curling down, “But you invited me.”

“Aish,” he rolled his eyes at you as he took his wallet out, “You’re so annoying.” “Thank you Jinnie, you’re the best.”

He took you back to campus after lunch and you went to your last couple of classes. Taehyung waited for you outside your last class, “Jia and I want to go shopping, you coming?”

“No, Jungkook is waiting for me outside,” you told him reading over Jungkook’s text telling you where he was. Taehyung’s brows furrowed, “Jungkook? The guy from the other night? Don’t tell me you’re seeing him again.”

“Fine I won’t tell you.” “Y/n I’m serious, I don’t know him but the other night something seemed of—Y/n!”

“Bye!” You sang as you saw Jungkook’s black, tinted car. He was outside waiting for you and a smile spread across his face. He pulled you in for a hug, “Aren't you cold?”

“Shivering,” you said with trembling teeth and he helped you into his car ignoring the rise of your skirt. Once he was inside he kicked the heat up, “So where do we go?”

He was nervous. He hasn’t seen you in a couple days and now that it’s the weekend he’s not sure what he should do. Is this a date? Do you even want to date him? You didn’t ask him anything over the time you were at his place but he could tell you wanted to. Would you run away when you found out the extent of his struggles? You bit your bottom lip in thought, humming as you tried to think of something, “Lets go to my place.”

So he followed the directions to the other side of the city where he’d dropped you off just days ago. He only got to look at the outside of the skyscraper hotel with your last name displayed in metal letters under the hotel’s name. The inside was gorgeous, marble everywhere with white clay walls and curved edges that gave the hotel a seamless image. Even the furniture was the color of the walls and the only pop of colors were deep green and shades of brown. He let you drag him into the elevator where you pushed for the top floor putting your key in to unlock the floor and he traveled the hundred stories up.

The second the elevator to your floor opened Jungkook’s breath hitched. He didn’t realize you had the entire floor to yourself until he walked in and saw the various doors to different amenities all just for you ranging from private gym to an entire room larger than his apartment dedicated to shoes and handbags. You walked down the hall to the main living space and he continued to look around. Large kitchen, large windows that looked over the skyline with a pool on the balcony.

“So this is your place?” He asked obviously as you went to your bedroom which, once again, was bigger than his apartment with a king sized bed and canopy. You gave a quick nod of your head disappearing into your closet to change into something warmer, “18th birthday present.”

He was too nervous to even sit on your bed but you came out all joyous jumping on him and tackling him down on it. Immediately, a jolt of pain shot up his side making him wince and you jumped to get off his lap. His hands gripped your waist keeping you in place and your brows furrowed in concern. You reached for his shirt when he held your wrist to stop you but you pulled it up anyway. Jungkook’s face heated when you stared at the faded bruise on his side. It was worse than it was when you two had sex, it was more brown now with yellow around the edges since it was old.

Your finger just barely brushed over it enough that it didn’t hurt but he still flinched at the contact making you frown as you straddle his groin, “You were fighting?”

His eyes widened at first but relaxed when he realized who would’ve told you. Maybe you were closer with Jin than he thought. Lord knows he only sees Jin when it comes to the business they’ve involved themselves with. You, on the other hand, were at Jin’s societal level and probably saw him at galas and fashion shows. So Jin told you about the fighting and you still let him into your home? Without another word you shimmied off his lap and he could feel his heart drop. Maybe you were rethinking things. Maybe you saw that it was a bad idea to get involved with him and now you’re backing out. He wouldn’t blame you after seeing the way you lived compared to him. He expected you to kick him out, not to lean down and press a soft kiss on his ribs, “Did you at least win?”

Jungkook gave a slight nod of his head in response and you smiled moving to lay on the bed now right next to him. You sat your head up on your palm looking over to him, “Do you like boxing?” He shook his head honestly and it made you frown, “So why do it then?”

He was quiet for a moment, “I’m good at it and it’s easy money.” “This is easy money?” you pointed to his bruise but before he could answer you were backtracking, “I mean… I’m just trying to understand but you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to.”

Jungkook couldn’t help but lean forward to press a gentle kiss on your lips before wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you into his side, “Why are you so perfect? Aren’t you a little scared? I’m not a good guy.”

“Why? Because you beat the shit out of people for money? Oh yeah you’re such a thug,” you rolled your eyes, “Besides, I’m not perfect, I’m actually a spoiled bitch.” He laughed along with you snuggling in your bed despite the sun still being out.

“To answer your question from earlier, the only reason why I do this is to help out my parents. They’d kill me if they found out but they’ve got a lot of debt and I want to help them how I can. I dropped out of school my final year and I went straight to work,” Jungkook began to open up, “I didn’t want to leave school but we needed the money so I had to get to work. There weren’t many options where I’m from so I packed up my shit and came here.”

“Wasn’t that hard?” You asked cutely and he could see it in your eyes that even if you didn’t understand, you wanted to. He nodded, “Yeah, I slept on a lot of couches at first. I couldn’t get a good job since I didn’t have a diploma but I started working as a mechanic and was able to get the place I’m at now for cheap if I fix maintenance problems myself.”

“I met this guy who told me he knew how I could make quick money and it was just supposed to be a one time thing but I can’t support myself and my parents with just the car shop.”

“And Jin wants you to be a legitimate boxer? Like one of those lightweight champion fighters?” You asked making him crack a smile as you laid on his chest. He began to play with your hair, “Yeah and I just don’t get it. I’m not going to get far. I don’t how to play by all the rules. I don’t think it’s worth the risk. For now I’m fine working at the auto shop.

“But, you don’t want to see if it actually works out?” You asked curiously, “And would you want to work as a mechanic forever?”

“I’m not thinking about forever, I’m thinking about the present and what gets me by. When I get a chance to live comfortably then I’ll look at the bigger picture but I still don’t think it would be boxing.” He was honest and a little blunt but he didn’t mean to sound that way. He was just being realistic. He knows he’s living paycheck to paycheck and still coming up short but it’s what he needs to do right now. He can’t dedicate himself to a career where he doesn’t get paid frequently unless he trains and devotes all his time.

You didn’t say anything for a moment and it made him wonder if he made you uncomfortable. It’s not that he thinks you had it easy growing up but clearly you’ve grown up with a totally different mindset and endless possibilities. After a while before he could backtrack you spoke, “I see what you’re saying, sorry,” you mumbled and he seemed to squeeze you in his hold. He shook his head no though you couldn’t see him, “Don’t apologize. You were just curious.”

‘So can I go to see you?” You weren’t even done saying what you wanted to say when Jungkook was muttering a few ‘no’s’ making you turn to face him now still laying on him. You went to move back and his arm stayed loose around you but let you move, “Why not?”

“Because it gets really ugly and it’s dangerous. It’s not something I want the girl I’m into to see,” he said mixing in a confession and putting it out there for you to understand what he’s on. He absolutely had no desire to get close to anyone romantically but now that he has, he’s really interested. He finds you attractive but it wasn’t just that. You seemed to listen to him and though you could, you don’t judge him— or at least he didn’t hink you do. You looked at him with an annoyed expression but it was playful, “But I want to see you.”

You didn’t directly say you were into him but you did lean in for a kiss letting his lips meet yours softly. You released a soft moan when his arm tightened back around you turning his body slightly to kiss you better. The two of you pulled apart but his hand was still cupping your face gently and he looked down at you. You opened your mouth to say something but he immediately shut you up with another kiss before pulling away again, “So pl—“ Then another kiss on your lips and you couldn’t help but laugh when he did it again quickly now, “Please let me wa—okay!—“ kiss after kiss on your lips so you wouldn’t keep talking about seeing him fight.

He wouldn’t let you.

Or so he thought. Jungkook held your hand tightly as he led you through the thick crowd watching the fight from before. You looked around anxiously now. It was louder than you imagined, dirtier, rougher. It reeked of alcohol and dirty money. You could feel the stares on you when you walked past and though it made you uncomfortable, you felt a little better with Jungkook there.

He sensed your unease because he pulled you closer until his arm could wrap around your waist, pressing his face against yours to whisper in your ear, “You still okay?”

“Mhm,” you nodded leaning in to give him a quick kiss as he smiled, “Alright, I gotta get ready.”

“Jungkook! My man, you’re late,” a guy with a huge grin on his face approached. You ignored the way he seemed to look at your figure but Jungkook was pulling you closer to his side than before. Jungkook just smiled, “Things came up.”

“I see that,” the guy’s eyes stopped at your legs, then your hips, and chest, “I’m Hoseok by the way.”

“Y/n,” you answered in a snobby tone as you glared back at him. He was way too open with staring you down when Jungkook was there. Jungkook thought the same and it had him pulling you along, “I’ll be out in a bit.”

It was still strange to see you in the locker room with him. The same grimy room he was in last time when he was beaten pretty bad and still came out on top. You tried to hide your disgust but he could see it in the way you avoided touching anything. Jungkook cleared his throat, “I can take you back to the car, if you want.”

“Why would I want to leave?” You asked moving closer to him as he attempted to wrap his fists up by himself. Jin should be here soon to help him with that but until then you’ll just watch him get ready. He looked over to you, in your skirt and sweater making him even more nervous. He asked you to dress down, not because he didn’t love seeing your pretty outfits, but because he didn’t want anyone to get any ideas with you. He’d hate to hop out of the ring so people wouldn’t come at his girlfriend. It still feels weird to say that. Never did he imagine he’d get swept up so quickly and yet here you were, absolutely breathtaking and sweet.

His breath hitched so suddenly, your arms wrapped around his exposed torso in a back hug pressing a kiss to his shoulder plate. He turned his head to look back at you and you took the opportunity to kiss him on the lips.

“Sneaky little snake Y/n.”

You pulled away with a roll of your eyes. Jungkook looked to the swinging doors as Jin walked in. Jin glared at you, “What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like you’re going to a summer Christmas party?”

“I’m covering up,” you said only answering his last question as you let go of Jungkook to give Jin a spin, “Don’t I look pretty?”

“You always do,” Jin said with a shrug as Jungkook’s eyes narrowed in his direction at that comment. He still has to get used to the fact you’re very close with Jin. Tame his jealousy and be less serious all the time. His friend seemed to be thinking the same since he rolled his eyes, “Don’t look at me like that. Why’d you bring Y/n to a place like this?”

“Because I asked,” you said when Jin stepped up to help Jungkook put his gloves on. He scoffed, “And Jungkook is fine just doing whatever you ask?”

When Jungkook didn’t say anything Jin released an annoyed huff of breath as he finished up with the wrappings. Jungkook wasn’t paying attention to anyone but you as he lifted his gloved hands to reach for you. Jin looked between you two muttering something under his breath as he walked out the door giving you two a minute. Jungkook put the gloves on your hips as you moved between his legs looking down at him from where he was sitting on the bench. Your arms rested on his shoulders as he looked up at you with rounded eyes. He leaned forward resting his forehead on your chest, “I’m happy you’re here tonight.”

“Really? I thought you told me no,” you said playfully and he looked up again, still resting on you, squeezing you even closer to him. “But it’s nice to have someone there for me.”

You didn’t know what to say so instead your hands slid up from his shoulders to his face and you leaned down to meet his lips. He kissed back immediately, trying to touch you more but his gloves didn’t let him. It was short and sweet only interrupted when Jin opened the door back up.

He looked to you, “Come on, we’ll find somewhere to be, let Jungkook concentrate before the fight. He’s going up against a new guy first.”

Jungkook gave you a kiss goodbye and you told him good luck and left. You stood with Jin at the closest seats to the ring and he was trying to let you know what might happen tonight.

“So there’s two fights for him. The first will probably be the easiest but if he’s too worn out in the second he might not win. Now, he’s got a winning streak and a lot of people don’t like that so they’ll be fighting dirty tonight,” Jin told you honestly, “A lot of people are mad they’re losing money to him and there’s very few rules here. There’s a couple illegal moves but a lot of it is free game so beware he could get seriously hurt. Hence why I want him to go the professional route but he won’t, his family doesn’t want him fighting. If anyone talks to you don’t even entertain it, alright?”

“Yes dad,” you said, though you were definitely feeling anxious now. Music was loud but yelling was louder. It reeked of sweat, alcohol, blood. It was dirty and crowded and you could feel people looking at you. There were very few females here and they all glared at you too. Jungkook told you to not even bring your purse but you still felt like you needed to keep your possession close.

When Jungkook came out in just a pair of boxing shorts and shoes, mouth guard in looking like a completely different man than the one you kissed just moments ago, you saw him in a new light. Reality was hitting you that he was very much an intimidating man. When he passed you by he didn’t shy away from going to you for a good luck kiss before jumping over rope to get into the ring. When he kissed you it only made more heads turn.

You didn’t pay much attention to what the ref[?] was saying because it was so overwhelmingly loud in here. Practically overstimulating you and suddenly you weren’t so thrilled being here. Jungkook looked scary but so damn attractive, jumping from foot to foot getting his blood pumping as the other guy came in. He was roughly the same size as Jungkook, just less muscle. “You’re in for a show,” a voice spoke as someone plopped down next to you. You looked over to Hoseok who now sat on your left while Jin sat on your right.

“How much?” Jin asked him and they leaned over you to discuss betting amounts. When the bell rang you paid your full attention to the scene before you. Since this wasn’t such a professional fight there were less rounds to go through and the first knockout was a win. Only three rounds and he needed to score high on two to win.

The first round wasn’t a clear win. Jungkook did the first hit making the guy stumble back and you understood why everyone was so energetic. This was nerve wracking and everyone shouting for the one they wanted to win was getting to you. It was during the second round when things began to heat up. This time the other guy did the first hit, a hard fist to Jungkook’s bruised side but he didn’t even flinch. He delivered a harsh blow to the guy’s jaw giving him an uppercut that sent him stumbling against the ropes.

His body slipped to the floor, blood dripping from his mouth and your hands clasped together as the referee counted the seconds for knockout. The guy attempted to get back up but only kept slipping down on the floor. When the whistle blew the round was given to Jungkook. You clapped happily now making him look over to you with a small smile. He was already drenched in sweat, long hair stuck around his face and clearly out of breath. Jin got up with a bottled water and towel taking it to Jungkook as they talked about something you couldn’t here.

“What do you think so far?” Hoseok asked you as the third round started and your eyes locked in on the fight. You have a shy shrug, “It’s… new.”

Hoseok chuckled, “I bet it is, you’re the only one I’ve ever seen wear Cartier here. Better to take it off before someone else sees it.” You nodded but you didn’t take it off in case you’d lose it. Instead you hid it under your sweater now. The third round was quicker, it took one blow for the guy to fall and laughter rose around you.

By the end of the fight, Jin was hurrying you up to the locker room assigned to Jungkook again. Jungkook was already at the sink examining the damage but when he saw you he hid his bruised side. You didn’t even have to say anything when he was reaching for you, “You okay? Is this too much? I’ll have Jin take you to the car, did anyone say anything to you? I’m sorry, this is probably jus—“

You shut him up with a kiss, his body immediately relaxing into it as his head tilted to the side to deepen it with his tongue. Jin audibly gagged behind you, “I miss Jungkook when he was depressed. Now all you two do is eat each other’s faces off. How you feeling Kook?”

“Good, nothing major,” Jungkook cleared his throat awkwardly when Jin passed him an ice bag. The break till the next fight was really short. The guy he would be going up against had already fought his contender when Jungkook arrived. Once they have their fight and marks are tallied they’ll know who wins. If he wins he’ll be able to pay off some of his loans before the loan sharks come knocking on his door again. He’ll send money for his parent’s bills. He’ll pay his car payment, utilities, buy groceries, and take you out on a date. It won’t be as nice as you’re probably used to but hopefully he can do something. He’ll show you that even if he doesn’t have the kind of money you do, he’ll do anything for you to see how strongly he feels.

Having a support system in the audience cheering him on was motivation to win and he promises he’ll win for you. You wanted to watch him fight so he’ll give it his all.

You got back to your seats once the warning for the next fight came. Jin clutched your hand, “You’re holding up better than I thought. You’re usually more high maintenance. You don’t even like going to the gym because it makes you sweat.”

“But sweat looks so good on Jungkook,” you answered looking at Jungkook, “Now shut up. The fights about to start.”

“You think this guy’s got a chance against Seungmin?”

“Nah, he’s not that focused tonight. Probably because his bitch is in the crowd.”

Your brows furrowed at who was talking about you. Jin shook his head when you tried to turn and look, “Just ignore it.”

The first round started heavy. Jungkook’s opponent threw the first blow right in his face. His head whipped back as he was hit in the nose and you visibly winced. Jungkook didn’t feel too much pain from it, probably due to adrenaline, but it made his eyes water and blur for a second giving the guy a chance to hit him in the gut.

The crowd was going crazy around you as Jungkook delivered three hits in but his body collapsed to the floor. The guy had hit the back of Jungkook’s head that had him stumbling down on the floor in pain. You gripped Jin’s arm, “Isn’t that illegal?” He only shook his head, “Not here.��

7…

You waited to see if he’d get up but he couldn’t lift his head. Your leg was bouncing anxiously and before you knew it, the round ended with a knock out. Jin got up immediately going to Jungkook’s aid and he looked worse for wear. The round was given to the other guy and before you could even think you were walking to the rope. Jin was wiping blood off Jungkook’s face grabbing the back of his head checking for blood.

“He’s got a heavy hand,” Jungkook panted out of breath feeling his ears drum. Jin held his head, “Block your fucking head Jungkook. He’s playing extra dirty, he’s going to keep going for it if you’re already injured.”

“Jungkook,” you said softly making him turn, finally noticing you and suddenly he was sitting up on the stool. He sniffled, “Yes baby? Are you okay? I promise I’m fine, if it’s too much don’t look—“

“Fighter’s ready!”

Jin gave Jungkook a kiss on his forehead, “Two rounds. You gotta win this and then you get a pay grade. Alright?” Jin led you back to your seat before you could even talk to Jungkook more but maybe it was for the better.

Jungkook was tired, worn out from the last round and the fight before. His opponent at least had resting time after his fight since Jungkook’s fight was after. Jungkook didn’t get as long of a break before he was thrown into the last fight. He stood in position for the bell to ring but the guy across from him was jittery.

A smirk on his face as he looked over the audience before he snickered, “Brought your toy along? I like her, might just take her from you.”

Jungkook tried to ignore it, jaw tense as he reeled in his anger. The guy was a shit talker, he wanted to get in Jungkook’s head but he won’t let him. He just wants Jungkook to lose focus but he won’t. The second the bell rang Jungkook gave the first hit, getting Seungmin right in the stomach before giving him another hit on the side of his head.

You watched anxiously, Jungkook seemed to have felt better enough to fight back stronger. Hoseok looked over to you, “The kid’s got it, he’ll win.”

You’re not worried about him winning. You’re worried about how hurt he’ll be after and you understand now why Jungkook didn’t want you here. He was strong, he could fight and hold his own but watching him get beat black and blue was heartbreaking. But you couldn’t look away. You were at the edge of your seat, there was blood dripping down Jungkook’s eyes painting it red but he kept fighting, he stayed on his feet even when he was backed into a corner. He blocked his head with gloves and when Seungmin least expected it he punched his nose then jaw. The opponent’s body whipped with the force of the hit and though he tried grabbing rope, he crashed to the floor.

Jungkook was jumping from foot to foot keeping himself moving as the ref counted down to knockout and he released a breath. He sat on the stool in the corner of the ring tipping his head back staring up at the hanging lightbulb over them. They’re tie. This last round will declare the winner of this fight and it has to be him. He can get a few hundred and though most will go to bills he swears he’s going to try and take you out.

Jin was in front of him again, this time he pressed an Enswell to the cut above his brow, “Last round, it’s yours man, I can feel it. You’re faster, you’ve got more coordination. How’s your eye?”

“Hurts like a bitch,” Jungkook confessed through his mouth guard. He turned to look for you but stopped, wincing when Jin wiped the blood away. The cold metal against his skin was numbing the pain but he could still feel his eye swelling, “How’s Y/n?”

“Fine, focus on your opponent not your girlfriend,” Jin said harshly but he only meant it out of concern. He wanted Jungkook to be focused so he wouldn’t get so roughed up in the last round.

Now it was the last round. He shifted his mouth guard to fit better as he stared at Seungmin. He watched his head turn to look at you, eyes wandering up the expanse of your legs to your skirt. His words were mumbled due to the guard but he could understand him clearly, “Yeah, I’ll take her as my prize. She’ll look good as my bitch, bet she’s got a fat ass t—“

Jungkook shoved him, the crowd growing louder as the ref blew the whistle, pulling them apart. The guy only laughed glaring at Jungkook, “Look real nice with her legs spread just for me. She tight?”

The whistle blew.

The first throw Jungkook took didn’t land, it was too blinded by rage that Seungmin touched him first backing him up into the corner again with his larger build, “Bet she likes to fuck dirty with that body.”

Jungkook struggled, moving too quick to cause real damage and block his eye at the same time. Seungmin kept going, “You think she’ll put up a bigger fight than you? I like the figh—“

His breath was knocked out of his body when Jungkook threw a direct punch to his diaphragm making him stumble back. As he clutched his chest Jungkook took the opportunity to hit where his kidney should be, bringing the guy down to his knees in pain.

You were on your feet with everyone else cheering Jungkook on unbeknownst to what was being said about you. Though Seungmin was down, anytime he tried to get up Jungkook would stop him. With an uppercut, Jungkook punched right at Seungmin’s ear sending a ring down his ear drums and he fell to his side.

But Jungkook didn’t stop. The gloves made it hard for him to really get his hands on him but he wasn’t done. He didn’t even care about the round. He cared about beating the fuck out of this piece of shit for talking about you, so he did. He got over the guy, straddling his curled position as Seungmin blocked his own head from being hit. There were no rules outside of no weapons, and no weighted gloves so he wasn’t stopping until he was dragged off of him.

“Jungkook!” Jin called out when Jungkook brought a fist back and hit over the man’s hands getting as much of his head as he could. He raised another arm to do it again as the whistle blew.

He delivered another blow feeling the bounce of the mat, the ref saying he won since it was a knockout but he wasn’t done.

Just as he was ready to give him another hit he was being yanked off but he wanted more. He wanted the guy bloody and bruised for the way he talked about you. He lurched forward to do it but strong arms held him back, two people telling him to stop. The ref raised Jungkook, “The winner! There, you’re done with the fighting!”

He had to be dragged out of the ring by Hoseok and Jin. He could barely see out of his eye and the crowd half cheered half booed, “Where’s Y/n?”

He was feeling dizzy, drained and tired. Jin sat him down on the bench and you went to get ice. You wanted to cry though you had no reason to. He just looked so scary out there but also, he was clearly beat. You had to collect yourself instead of let your emotions show. You’re the one who begged him to let you see him fight. You passed the bag to Jin feeling like you needed to catch your breath. Jin let you sit next to Jungkook who seemed too far into his own world to pay attention.

He was hot, his body was on fire and he was breathing heavy, leg bouncing as he thought back to what Seungmin had been saying. The fucking disrespect. Even if you weren’t his girlfriend, how could Seungmin say things like that and expect Jungkook to not react? He wanted to fight him again, it was all he could think about.

“Take the keys,” Jin told you and you did. Hoseok came in shortly after, “I’ve got the cut. Seungmin’s mad, cussing at everyone saying it’s cheating.”

“Says who?” Jin scoffed making Hoseok shrug, “No one. Jungkook won, everyone could see Seungmin was instigating and now he’s mad he got his ass handed to him.”

He chuckled as Jin took Jungkook’s gloves off and the mouth guard fell to the floor. Jungkook grabbed a t-shirt ignoring his wounds as he stood suddenly. He grabbed his things and like confused idiots you all rushed after him.

The place was still bustling with drunk energy and Seungmin’s voice was heard over it all.

“Take him out the ring and I’ll fucking beat him.”

You stayed a little behind as Jin tried grabbing at Jungkook but he just pushed him off.

“I call rematch and I’ll take the money and his bitc—“

Okay, well now you knew what he had been telling Jungkook. Jungkook turned Seungmin around but before the guy could react, a hard fist was colliding with his nose. Screams erupted, some urging the fight, some calling security. This entire time Jungkook had been silent with only a deadly look in his eyes. You gasped loudly when the guy threw Jungkook off trying to get on top of him but Jungkook wasn’t letting him. His fists weren’t stopping and they were covered in blood now.

“Jungkook!” You didn’t know what else to do. You couldn’t just go in and stop the fight like an idiot but you didn’t want Jungkook to do something he’ll regret. Jin seemed to be thinking the same because he did try and get Jungkook off only to be shoved aside.

Suddenly, security was there, picking Jungkook up with an arm around his neck locking him in. He fought against the hold once Seungmin was sitting up spitting out blood but Hoseok cut in. You didn’t know he was the one in charge of it all but it made sense now.

“Enough!” He yelled out, “If you’re not inside that ring you’re not fucking fighting or your asses are done!”

You walked to Jungkook practically feeling the heat radiating off him but you tried being gentle as he fought against the security still, “Hey, Jungkook.”

He couldn’t even look at you, eyes set on the guy and before he could stop himself he was lunging for him again catching security off guard and accidentally releasing him. Seungmin fell into a group of people when Jungkook did it again. You covered your eyes blocking out the yelling as they tried getting him off.

This time security wasn’t so nice, picking Jungkook up and throwing him on the ground making him gasp for air from his injuries. You immediately went to him, “Stop, please, can you please just stop.”

You didn’t notice you were crying as Jin helped Jungkook up and silently dragged him out. Jungkook was mad even as you made it outside.

“I fucking told you not to come!” Jungkook yelled, “I told you Y/n.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” you apologized, making Jin shove Jungkook into the passenger seat. “Stop acting fucking crazy or I’m leaving your ass here and taking Y/n home.”

You had the keys with you, hurrying to start the car so the two of you could leave but Jin was at Jungkook’s window. You rolled it down for him and the look on Jin’s face was saddened.

“Hoseok took half the cut for fighting outside the ring.”

“What?” Jungkook asked sitting up in his seat. Jin just nodded, “Took it, man I told you not to act out.”

Jungkook took the amount that was in Jin’s hands counting it up before cursing. It wasn’t nearly enough, not for everything. It wasn’t even enough to pay his family’s bills. When Jin pulled back you took the opportunity to drive but you didn’t take him to his place.

You were struggling when you pulled into the parking spot in the hotel parking garage and dragged him out. The garage was connected to the side of the hotel so you took him in the elevator as far as you could go and went up. As long as you avoided the lobby nobody would no how badly your boyfriend was beat.

He was silent now, all the pain finally hitting him at once and he felt hopeless. All that was for nothing. He won but at what cost? He let his emotions get the best of him and he yelled at you. Fuck, why did he do that? He couldn’t even apologize, it’s like his mouth had been sewn shut and look at this. You’re having to drag him yourself because he can’t walk himself. How pathetic.

When you got to a floor you found a cleaner and called to her as you got onto the right elevator hiding Jungkook against the wall, “Take a first aid kit to my room.” Everyone knew who you were and you couldn’t risk Jungkook being seen and your father being notified. The woman just nodded, running off already and you went to your floor. Jungkook didn’t say anything about coming to your place instead of his. He would’ve if he wasn’t trying to faint.

It didn’t take long for the first aid kit to get to your place and he followed you in.

He didn’t feel too awful but he was embarrassed. He didn’t even want you looking at him. His eye is practically swollen shut but thankfully it wasn’t the side with the piercing on it. He could still feel some blood on it but he had to force himself to ignore it as he followed you to your bathroom. You were bent over running the water in your overly large bath tub. You directed him to sit on the marble side of it and he did as told. You reached out to pull his shirt up but he stopped you.

“I can do it,” he mumbled looking down, “I’m fine.” You tried getting him to look and he wouldn’t but when you lifted his head he turned away making you frown, “You sure?”

“I don’t want you seeing me like this,” his voice was raspy, “Fuck I’m sorry baby, I’m so sorry for yelling at you earlier.”

“It’s okay,” you said, holding his face gently, “But look at me, please.” It took him a second but when he did you released a sigh. You had a warm wet cloth as you began cleaning his eye area, “I’m here.”

He looked at you close to tears. “You don’t have to do everything alone. I want to take care of you too,” you said, making him sniffle. He shook his head, “I always do it alone, it's okay.”

“It’s not,” you said once he was finally undressed. You checked the water and poured some bath salts in and urged him to get in. He was naked in front of you but you couldn’t look at him, he didn’t want you to see all the pain he went through even if he says it’s not that bad. You sat on the edge of the tub waiting for him to get in and he did so shyly. As he sank into the warm water he looked back at you, “I shouldn’t have yelled at you in the car. I’m sorry you had to see me like that, okay? If you don’t want to be with me because of it I wo—“

“You won’t what? Stop me?” You asked cupping water in your hands and letting it run over his body, “So if I tell you right now that I don’t want you, you’ll just leave without a fight? You must not like me that much.”

“I love you,” he blurted out, happy that he was facing the wall instead of you but he would rather have you in here with him, “That’s why I wouldn’t stop you from leaving me. I’m not good enough for you.”

“Says who?”

“Y/n be serious, please,” Jungkook released a sigh turning to look at you. Now that he’s more cleaned up his wounds don’t look so bad but his eye was still swollen and his knuckles were bloody, “Look at me. Look at what I did tonight and where I live an—“

“I am looking,” you told him with your hands in his hair wetting it, “And tonight made me realize that I’m in love with you. I don’t care about where you live, I don’t care about any of that.”

“But I do,” he said when you started tugging your skirt and sweater off. Yes, he wanted you in his arms in this tub big enough to fit four people, but he didn’t want to just think about himself. He wanted you to know that he understands how different you two are and if tonight scared you, he understands why. He was a monster.

“Why?” You asked, sinking in across from him, “Why do you care about that stuff if I don’t?”

“Because it’s not enough for you. I want to give you so much of myself. I want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated and I can’t,” Jungkook said honestly, voice cracking here and there, “I’m not good enough, I fight to make money and look what happens. I can’t control myself, I yelled at you for no fucking reason and I hate myself so much.”

“Because you yelled at me or because you don’t think you’re enough?” You asked cautiously, making him shake his head no but he didn’t even know what he wanted to say. Yeah, he strongly disliked himself. He worked his ass off and it was never enough. He never had enough money, enough food, enough restraint, stability, or love.

You were careful when you leaned forward placing a soft kiss to his jaw, “I know you didn’t mean to snap. I know your buttons were pushed. I know you were stressed out and I don’t blame you at all. If I did I wouldn’t have you here with me. I don’t know how much more direct I have to be for you to see that I care about you so fucking much.”

“I don’t care about money, or yelling or any of that shit, I care about you and how you make me feel so safe because I know my strong boyfriend will beat the shit out of anyone who talks about me,” you said making your tone lighter at the end and he almost cracked a smile. He would never let anyone treat you any sort of way. That’s true.

His sore hands were holding your waist now underwater trying to pull you onto his lap. Though he’s been hit a few times in the gut, the place he was most hit was his face. His lip was pulled between his teeth, “My fighting scared you.”

“No, it didn’t,” you confessed, “What scared me is knowing that guy could do pretty much anything to you and it wouldn’t be breaking the rules.”

“I know,” he said, agreeing with you. It was getting extremely dangerous. If he gets hit in the head any more times he’ll get punch drunk before he’s 26. It’s not the fighting that’s the problem it’s where he’s doing it that is, “But as embarrassing as it is to confess to you, I need the money.”

“I understand baby, I’m not saying anything about that,” you told him honestly, running your fingers through his hair, “But it doesn’t have to be this way.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I agree with Jin,” you told him making his brows furrow as much as they could. “If fighting is what you’re good at and you want to fight then go ahead. It shouldn’t matter what anyone thinks unless they’re here caring for you instead of putting more stress on your shoulders. I know your family doesn’t like you fighting and honestly, after tonight, I didn’t like seeing that but it’s not because I don’t support you.”

“It’s because I do, that I want you to have better opportunities in a safer, more regulated environment and not some dingy ass fight club,” you told him with a kiss to his shoulder blade, “So I think you should think about going professional. Jin and I have good connections everywhere and with the right training you can get really far. But if you really don’t want to then I won’t ask anymore.”

“You think I can do it? How am I gonna have time to train when I’ve got to make money,” Jungkook asked, suddenly thinking about it. You were a lot more convincing than Jin but maybe it’s because you’re so loving—and naked in his arms.

“I’ll help you with mon—“ “No,” and he was unconvinced, “I’m not taking handouts. I’m sorry baby but not from you. You’re my girlfriend, you’re not supposed to have to let me borrow money. I want to be able to take you out and spoil you and I can’t if—“

“It’s not a hand out, it’s your girlfriend wanting to do things for you because she really loves you and wants you to be at a point in your life when you’re not stressing over every little thing,” you told him. He shook his head, still unconvinced. He can’t. He can’t. He loves you too much to put his worries on your shoulders. You pressed a kiss to his collarbone, “Besides I’m not saying you won’t be able to do it on your own, I know you can.”

“What I’m saying is that you don’t have to do it alone, and if it’s not money that you want help with that’s fine but don’t shut me out because you’re scared of relying on someone else. You’re too used to being the one dealing with your problems and everyone else’s. I want to be the one you have in your corner.”

“So I should go pro?” You nodded making his eyes dart around in thought, “I’ll still be fighting but I know now it’s because I like it.”

“Yes but you’ll be doing it as safe as can be, I don’t want you to go into a fight like this again and the guy do anything he can to get you down,” you told him and he looked up at you.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“I am… I am asking for your help,” he struggled to get the words out but he did, “Because I don’t want to keep living the way I am, barely surviving and having to do dangerous things to get by. The reason why I never considered it is because I wouldn’t have the time or the money or even the support but I have you now.”

“You do,” you smiled, “And even if it doesn’t work—it will—but if it doesn’t, I’m still going to be here supporting everything you do.”

“I love you,” he blurted out looking in your eyes, “So fucking much and I’ve never felt like this for anyone else. I’m just sorry you have to see me like this.”

“Shhh,” you pressed your lips to his, “I love you too.”

You gave him a chaste kiss, “But we need you training on defense asap.” His brows furrowed as you continued, “I’m serious, you’re a good fighter but when it comes to blocking hits you suck.”

The two of you laughed lightly at that. It was true. He was a street fighter only using his fists to fight but when it comes to defending himself he’s not so quick. Hence why his face is usually the most damaged. His fingers sunk into your sides, “You gonna be my new trainer, baby?”

“Maybe, I know my way around a fight.” “Mmm, you’re gonna have to show me some moves but not in the ring.”

Your eyes rolled playfully, “Not tonight, you’re probably tired after your rounds.”

“I could still go for another round or two.”

“Are we still talking about fighting?”

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a/n oooo not a boxer jk. still debating how I feel about the fic but it was fun to write

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WIP List

My Docs are a mess, so I'm going to use this to keep my wips organized, while also giving you a sneak peak at what's coming. And if you want to cheer me on, go for it! If you want to ask about something, or see a spoiler, just send me an ask! I love to share!

This is not the order they will be completed.

Potentially Updated Weekly: Elder God

Palia

Good Morning Palia!-Tish x reader, Reth x reader, Jel x reader, just a basic morning with your favorite Majiri

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Kuya x Reader. He's been a little too flirty lately

Ensemble Stars

Kaoru and natsume x reader with bad sleep schedule

Ikemen Prince

Gilbert x reader- you end up with nine wingmen that you never asked for.

Sequel to No Touching

Sequel to Light of Life

Jin Grandet as a Yandere

Clavis Lelouch as a Yandere

Court of Darkness

Dating Fenn, and realizing you're also in love with Violet

Consorts x curvy reader

Continuation of "Sherry's route"

Honkai Star Rail

Fenn meets Asmodeus

Mermaid Dia x pirate Y/N (untitled)

This will be the one and only fic in this fandom, but I got angry and started one about how Blade and Kafka suck, and I'm divorcing them because how dare neither of them come home.

Obey Me

Asmo and aro Ace reader in a qpr

Fallen for you, the next chaper

Various Characters x ex gifted child reader

The Next Chapter of the Sheep Saga

Morosexual- Mammon x reader. Levi has to hold back his nausea as he plays wing man between you and his stupid brother.

Mammon gets overprotective of you after you die

Twisted Wonderland

Sam Romance HC's

Memories of Wonderland, the next chapter

Vice housewardens QPR hcs

Mc overblots

An Unhealthy Obsession- Yan! Rook x reader. Someone has been following you.

First years x Malleus' Brother Reader

Characters break up with you for someone else and regret it, part two

Le chasseur d'amor, the next chapter

For Tuna, the next ending

Ace x reader- A sleeping curse uproots your entire life. Luckily you got a great friend who'd do anything for you.

Yan Neige x reader- he hasn't actually done anything wrong. So why do you hate having him around?

The next depression fic- it's Jamil's turn to take care of you during an episode

Ace is tired of your self hatred getting in the way of believing he loves you

Domestic moments with Trey Clover

Among us, the next chapter

Sebek 's Parents give you the talk

A Crowley fic that idk how to describe yet

Jack's puppy dog eyes

Idia gets teleported out of your game

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Untamed Reactions (Part 1)

Requested by @lelewright1234: Hello my friend! Well, I’m a huge fan of the Untamed series! I wanted to see if you could do a long headcanon of "The Untamed" series characters with an African-American/black! Reader (Can you add Poly!Wangxian and the boys of MDZS) who as their girlfriend/wife with skin as dark as the night, long thick braided hair, a skinny long yet short curvy body, and brownish-black eyes. (Remember Black Lives Matter and Happy Black History Month!!!) Oh also can you add parts where they have children as well? (You can decide how many each of them have!)

Pairing: Untamed characters x female!African-American!reader

Warnings: none

A/N I made this more of a bullet list story then a written image, but I'd love to make a one-shot based on this story board if anyone wants it, also divided it into parts, this one and for the next I'll do Lan Xichen, Guangyao, Xue Yang, Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen

Poly!WangXian:

You meet them in Cloud Recesses as adult (20-ish)

you come from a clan that usually hides away from others, due to a fight between your clan leader and the others (like Lanling Jin clan leader)

so when you first get introduced, most people are very curious

you look different, so that also gains you a lot of attention

Wuxian is the first to greet you

he's very interested in you

he also thinks you're very pretty

asks a lot of weird questions at first

loves your hair

but like alot

constantly asks if he can braid your hair sometimes, saying he learned how from Yanli

you then have to explain that it isn't like normal braiding per se

que him wanting to learn how to properly braid your hair, which you gladly want teach him

so when he comes by and your hair is loose

and he's confused

because it's suddenly fluffier

he also dragged Wangji along, you still don't know why

so Wangji is sitting in front of you as you drink tea

while you try to explain to Wuxian how to braid

he definitely does his best, but the first braid are kindly said terrible

but he gets it after awhile

the braids still aren't that good, but the thought counted

you re-did your hair afterwards though

but Wuxian got sulky when you removed his braids

so you kept one

Wuxian also noticed the little trinkets and beads for your hair

you quickly explained that it was a sort of tradition and that they had different kinds of meanings

this gains you Wangji's attention as you start explaining while putting the beads back into your hair

they are both very interested in your culture

they often ask you questions throughout your stay at Cloud Recesses, trying to learn more and more

Wangji has absolutely talked back when someone, even when indirectly, insults or berates your culture and looks

Wangji is kind about it

Wuxian is not

he almost attacked someone when they made a mean comment about your hair

and Wangji lets him

Wuxian is the one to ask if you wanted to join there relationship

and he was quite surprised when you accepted

you then start to wear two beads on Wuxian's braid

Wuxian loves this the most, Wangji is just grateful about it

you spend equal time with both of them

with Wangji you're usually in the library, both reading

with Wuxian you're usually in the city, trying all kinds of food

or you're pranking Jiang Cheng

usually the latter

some people laugh at your relationship

but not in a bad way

they just joke that Wuxian needs two people to calm him down

and it's true

he only calms down when both of you tell him to hush

but he demands cuddles after

which he gets

otherwise he gets sulky

and you don't like being ignored

you somehow are able to make Wangji less "stuck up"

he feels and looks much more relaxed when he's alone with you and Wuxian

loves when you comb his hair or hug him

surprisingly, he's much more affectionate then you'd think

not as much as Wuxian

but still a lot

not in public though

only Wuxian likes being affectionate in public

people often think Wuxian likes you more since he hugs you more

but it's only because Wangji doesn't like it

he doesn't get upset easily, but such rumors do affect him

and you are a lot more affectionate in private

you do really love them equally and showing this is very important for you

your marriage is very small, only family (this includes the Wens)

you have two ceremonies, one for their culture and one for yours

you have three kids after marriage

they're a mix between all three of you

your firstborn is a mix between you and Wangji in appearance

she has a light brown skin-tone and her hair is like yours, but her face/height is more like Wangji

but her character is like Wuxian's, loves pranking you

your second born looks a lot more like Wuxian

a fair skin, but your hair

he is more like Wangji, focused on studying and such

the third (and last) is a copy of you, but with hair like Wangji and Wuxian

is a mix of pranking and studying, so a bit like you

parenting is a bit difficult

your youngest is usually upset that her hair is different from her siblings

she doesn't like it when you don't braid her hair like her siblings, so you explain that it might not be so good for her hair

Wuxian braids it in a Chinese style instead to cheer her up

Wuxian plays with the kids the most

Wangji focusses more on their teaching

but overall you're a very happy family

Jiang Cheng:

You meet him at Lotus Pier

your family was invited by his father

you were 14 back then and he was 15

he doesn't care what you look like, but is a bit fascinated

he does like you

because Wuxian leaves him alone now

until he's forced to join you and Wuxian by his father

grows more fascinated by you over time

is that person who changes his actions towards you, but pretends not to

for example when you said that it would be disrespectful in your culture to just ignore someone's greeting, he made sure to always greet you back when you said hello (even when it was just a nod)

cares a lot more than he let's on

you don't see him again until he's sect leader

you greeted him happily and he greeted back instinctively

starstruck when he sees how much you had changed physically

thinks you're even more beautiful than before

you're the first person to ask how he is feeling

not as sect leader, but just as Jiang Cheng

you talked to him like you would to an old friend, not caring about his status

something not a lot of people had done or would do (even Wuxian was more respectful than before)

he definitely changes his character around that period

much more open and more smiles

you confess to him (which he still gets teased for years later)

your courting process isn't that long

he learns a lot

like how to braid your hair

makes the time styling your hair much shorter

and he's actually really good

often listens to you as you explain stuff to him

gets really happy when he learns that you only let people close to you touch your hair

doesn't show it though

you marry after 4 months later

do to his position, your wedding is filled with at least two thousand people (disciplines and leaders from all clans came)

and it's a Chinese wedding

Jiang Cheng is actually a bit upset by this

so decides to redo it with only you two to show that he cares

you have 2 kids after marriage

twins

they look more like you, but they have his eyes, which always make it funny

when they're annoyed, they look exactly like him

kids are a bit scared of them

but they're the sweetest once you know them

their hair is like his, but with light curls in them

but same thickness of your hair

so he styles their hair as well

sometimes in a more Chinese like style

you and Jiang Cheng decide to raise them in two cultures

you teach them yours and he teaches his

kids love it

he sometimes follows your lessons to learn more himself

Jin Ling is your third unofficial child (along with the rest of the juniors as well)

you took him in after the whole fiasco of Guanyin Temple (also helping him in becoming leader of the Lanling Jin Clan)

you also have three other babies

dogs

Jiang Cheng named them (in the most cliché way, of course)

Angel (2), Queen (3) and Prince (1)

he loves them so much

plays with them constantly

and looks soo cute when he does, all smiles

Jiang Chang wants a third child

because he wants every kid to have a dog that protects them

so..... you might have a third child

unless he adopts another dog, then you might have more

it's 50/50 chance to what happens first

but happy family nonetheless

Nie Huaisang:

You meet him at the very young age of 12

Nie Mingjue had just become clan leader

and he had started to force Huaisang into sword training

so Huaisang ran off

he met you in the forest

your family was traveling and you had stumbled off during break

and you found each other by the river

each on one side

and then he saw you and fell in love

he thought you were some sort of angel

dressed in a beautiful white dress and colorful beads woven into your hair

you only noticed him when you heard a loud splash

you couldn't help but laugh as you saw him sitting in the river

you spent quite some time with him after

you also gave him some dry clothes because it was freezing outside

even more reasons for him to think you're an angel

but then you leave again

you only give each other your names

but years later, you're both 17 at this point, you meet again

he doesn't recognize him at first

until he spotted the pattern on your dress

exactly like the painting he had given you

but you changed a lot compared to then

so did he of course

but you changed everything

your hair was much longer, long braid(s) that reached past your waist and your body had grown much more mature

he approaches you first

introduces himself and is so happy when you remember him

you talk a lot

he doesn't hold back on complementing you

on literally everything

it was supposed to be a party for clan leaders and such

but you two had spent most time talking to each other instead of talking to others

well into the night

the stars had appeared to light your way

you only left when the moon was at its highest

but you met again, two days later

just to talk again

Huaisang felt so secure around you

freely talking about his love for art

showing his collection of self-painted fans

you spend some time together while painting

you often wear vibrant clothes

he loves them, because they look like art as well

but he even loves the simple beads that you sometimes wore in your hair

he even jokes that you yourself are a work of art

calls you his muse after awhile

you always return the name, which often causes him to flush red

he asks you to marry him 2 months into your friendship

he refuses to do a wedding in front of the whole clan (or other clans)

your family is there and all his friends (including Xichen and Guangyao)

includes both your cultures as much as he can

wants to learn how to braid

doesn't do well

you haven't let him braid your hair afterwards

it took you 3 hours to take his first braid out

he's sulky, but understands

continues to learn on his own

gains much respect after he finished his 3th braid (because doing your own braids hurts after awhile)

stops trying to braid after that

about a year into your marriage, your first child is born

a girl

she's dark skinned, but has her father's looks

as she grows older, she grows to look more like him

when she's 5, her little brother is born

he looks more like him

except for his hair, a full head of curly thick hair

Huaisang is very busy as clan leader

but he makes it work

even if it means brushing aside his duties

has at least one day every month just for you guys

you'd walk around in the city

if your children would even look at something for more than a second, Huaisang would try to buy it

you have to stop him

people always laugh when they see their leader being dragged by the ear by his wife

with two happy children running behind you two

he teaches his kids all about history of his clan as well as other clans

as they get older, they learn his mischief

unfortunately, they're also great liars like him

he knows, you don't

which causes them to always come your way

only for him to hear and step in

he loves them too much sometimes though

but he's always scared

scared that war would return

or someone was scheming behind his back, planning his death

yet when he sleeps in your arms every evening, kids huddled around you as well

he feels comforted

like he can protect you at all times

that's all the will he needs to live and protect you

Wen Ning:

you meet him at cloud recesses at age 15

you were dragged by Wuxian towards Wen Ning's practice spot

Wen Ning was trying to aim when he spotted the two of you

the poor boy almost had a heart attack when he saw a new person with Wuxian

this causes his arrow to shift, flying your way before hitting the tree next to your head

you, however, didn't even flinch

which surprises both boys

you're like Wuxian, very talkative

you talk to Wen Ning afterwards as well

he likes listening to you

opens up to you and you fall in love

he gets extremely excited and if he had a tail, it would be wagging from side to side

you become great friends

and his sister approves, which makes Wen Ning even happier

he invites you over for tea or food

and you just chat with each other about you day or about your past

loves to hear what your home was like

you miss him a lot when he leaves to return to the Wen clan

and then all of a sudden

he's gone

just gone, no explanation

and you don't see him again until he's already the ghost general

he doesn't remember you fully until some memory pushes forward

you baby him immediatley

and scold Wuxian, because Wen Ning looks too pale to your liking and you hate the chains he drags along with him

he takes them off eventually (except for the one around his torso)

you're both very busy

he with Wuxian and you with your clan

but once everything is over

you meet again

you even join him while he goes on the adventure with Sizhui (spin-off movie: The living dead)

you get injured and he becomes so worried

until Sizhui tells him that you're fine

but even then

worried!!!

because what if you die from infection????

you joke at one point that you'd become like him

the joke flies over his head at that point

but he starts to blur out strange things

one of which is that he can't loose you

because he loves you

you just watch until he realizes what he said

and his face just starts turning pink

something you didn't think was possible

but you return the confession by kissing his forehead softly

(you forgot about Sizhui, who was in the same room)

(awkward bean is just smiling)

after the confession, it's still a bit awkward

Neither of you really know what to do in the relationship

but you figure it out after awhile

not that either of you minded hugging each other awkwardly

you marry pretty late, a year after you started dating

it's not really a wedding

more of a gathering

you just gave vows in front of friends/family

what you didn't know is that Wen Ning asked your family first

when you do find out, you go to Wen Qing's grave (not really a grave but rather a memorial) and ask for permission as well

After the wedding, he suddenly asks to braid your hair

and he's really good

learned from his sister

he likes brushing and braiding your hair a lot

it helps him relax his mind

and it takes your arm pains away, so you like it as well

two years into your marriage, you decide you want kids

but you don't have biological kids with Wen Ning

but you did adopt a few kids

mostly kids who were orphaned because of the "war" or other stuff

you have 3

but Wen Ning comes home with a fourth

you just accept it

he's a great father

always playing with the kids happily

and spoiling them

he can't say no...

which leads to hilarious situations

like finding his hair in various braids =knots

it takes you hours to take all of them out once the kids are asleep

comes to the point that you just teach them how to braid

now they braid his and your hair

even with the large braid you already had, you could see several smaller braids that they made (they were very visible)

and then the larger one from Wen Ning

with a red thread woven through per your request

you make sure that its always visible, proud to have it

he cares a lot about his family and he'll protect you at all cost

and you'd do the same

Jin Zixuan:

you meet at cloud recesses

he's not particularly nice to you

he's made fun of your different appearance

but you can see him looking as his group walks off snickering

the lingering gaze

and his eyes clearly show doubt

so you don't take it fully to heart

but it still hurts

because even if he doesn't mean it, others agree and laugh

he notices and the comments lessen from his side

but then the others find out

Wuxian is the one to take action (of course)

you had never heard so many creative curse words

and all were slung Zixuan's way

afterwards you approach Zixuan

tell him to ignore Wuxian's antics

but to your surprise, he bows a full 90 degrees

and apologizes

when you don't answer, he looks up to see your panicked expression

and he gets on his knees instead (?!)

you are quick to pull him up onto his feet

he's a future clan leader, no way he had to be seen on his knees in front of you

you tell him he doesn't have to apologize anymore, the first was enough

his clan members don't stop though

if anything it got worse

but they do it behind his back

only finds out when Wuxian yells at him again

never had he been so angry

he doesn't talk to his clan members about it yet

feels like the glare was enough

then he apologizes to you again

to which you pull him up again and smile

telling him that he has nothing to worry about

but he knows it's a lie

because Wuxian had screamed at him earlier

and didn't forget to mention that you cried because if the comments

but he doesn't say anything

until he sees you alone

and you were sadly looking at the stream in front of you while chucking stones in ever so often

he approaches you slowly, but you hear anyway

he doesn't know why you smile so brightly when you see him

it confuses him a bit, but he didn't think too much as he joins you

neither of you say anything

it's just silent

you don't talk about that moment the next day

but surprisingly, you meet every night

to just sit with each other in silence

until the 5th day

he finally speaks up

tells you to not listen to his clan members

because they're wrong

when you ask what he means

he just tells you that you're beautiful and unique (in a good way)

the rest of the night is silent again, but you sit closer to each other

and it isn't awkward anymore

you talk a bit more at night

you confide in him now

telling him what others say

and he'll be quick to debunk it

your marriage is announced later that week

in public by some Lanling Jin member

neither you nor Zixuan knew about it

but neither of you mind it that much

his "friends" have a lot to say about it though

and there not positive things (again)

it's in public as well, in the middle of the courtyard where everyone could hear

they probably thought that you would be embarrassed once Zixuan agrees with them

spoiler!

he doesn't

instead he argues back

and defends you whole heartily

which surprises everyone but you

your marriage only takes place when you're of age

it is a giant wedding, thousands of people attend the wedding

once dressed fully, you found yourself beautiful

and Zixuan definitely agreed

your hair was still down in the large braid with ornamental pieces in it

you also wore a heavy head piece (which looks a bit like a crown)

the red dress was also heavy, but it was beautiful nonetheless

you felt like a princess

but you couldn't ignore the whispers around you

your first night together is Zixuan trying to cheer you up

you actually cried at one point

but Zixuan is quick to lessen the thought

telling you every little thing he loves about you

which is everything

he spends the whole night telling you this

(in more than one way)

you only get your first child at age 23, 5 years into your marriage

a boy

looks like him, but has your hair

acts as a mix between you and Zixuan

is kind and patient, but a bit arrogant like Zixuan

not in a bad way though

just know his worth and is not afraid to use it to his advantage

a girl is born 2 years later

she looks more like you, almost exactly the same

but she acts like her father

quite a short temper

takes no sh*t

surprisingly, the two kids get along very well

especially if it comes to getting in trouble

(definitely not from your side)

someone talks bad about the family?

two little demons are watching

but they're very loved, even with some of the troubles they create

Zixuan learns to braid from you just so he can do his sons hair sometimes

even when your son prefers to wear it in a giant bun

so he braids your daughters hair instead

son eventually got jealous of it

so Zixuan makes a few braids to weave into the bun

now everyone was happy

Zixuan is a strict father

but your kids found a way

puppy eyes

courtesy of Wuxian

and there's no way he'll say no to that

you can

so he just comes to you while sulking

and you say no for him

he insists that the kids sleep in the same room for now

he's just worried for assassination

which is not that uncommon

kids usually end up in your bed though

huddled in between the two of you

and they're out by the time the sun is up

which gives you and Zixuan the opportunity to just cuddle

for like 5 minutes

then he has to start his duties

and you would start yours

that's how you live your lives

and neither of you would change it

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ikehoe · 2 years

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Against the Odds [Jin Grandet x Reader][Ikemen Prince][Smut]

Characters ↬ Jin Grandet x (Non-curvy) F! Reader

Rating ↬ Explicit [Smut], Fluff

Tags ↬ Smut, Gentle PIV, Angst but ends in Fluff

Warning ↬ Unprotected PIV

Description ↬ Your feelings for the first Prince of Rhodolite, Jin Grandet, have only been growing stronger and stronger. Sometimes, you even have the faintest inkling that he feels the same way. That is until you see him flirting with one of those women in town again, the curvaceous ones that are so often his type. Not only does your heart break from the action, but you also feel terrible about your own body. Little do you know, it's all an orchestrated act on Jin's part to push you away. However, it ends up culminating in a night that changes the course of your relationship with him forever.

A/N ↬ This is for the lovely, beautiful @randonauticrap. I hope I did our one-and-only Jin justice.

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Disclaimer ↬ I do not own the rights to Ikemen Prince or any of the Ikemen series games.

Wordcount ↬ 3k

Heartbreak. It was one of those dastardly feelings that had an all-consuming grip on your wellbeing. One moment you were fine, living day-by-day, fulfilling your duties as Belle. You were happy. Sure, there weren't any significant highs, but there weren't any devastating lows either. But then you saw him. The Prince with the mahogany hair and striking garnet eyes. The one that had been so extraordinarily kind to you from the moment you were designated as Belle. The one whose words constantly toed the line between flirtatious and reassuring, conjuring up all kinds of confusing feelings in you until you felt your heart do that telltale leap whenever you saw him, whenever you even sensed that he was near.

That's why it was devastating to see him up to his old tricks, flirting with that curvy, sensuous shopkeep in the town square. The woman that you could never compare to. She was the very definition of Jin Grandet's type. Full, luscious lips and a bosom that caused more than a few carriage crashes. On the other hand, you were nothing of that sort. Sure, Rio frequented you with compliments and declarations of love, but that was just Rio. What made it even more crushing was that this was right after you and Jin shared one of the most intimate moments you'd had.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You asked, nearly having to choke out the words with how thick the air was and how intimate the moment seemed.

"Like what?" Jin murmured, eyes trained on your face so intensely like it was the only thing he could see. His gaze was soft. Softer than you were used to seeing on the first Prince of Rhodolite. It was like if one of you moved half an inch closer, if one of you even dared to make the first move, the barely contained feelings would come rushing forward in waves.

"You know. Like I'm the only person in the world that matters…." And then you realized the brevity behind what you said. You mentally chastised yourself for jumping to conclusions that clearly weren't true and could never be true, given the positions that you two held, you as a commoner, as Belle, and him as the first-born Prince of Rhodolite. "Nevermind… I spoke out of turn. Of course, that's not what you're thinking. I must be tired. It's been a hot day today." And it damned near took every last bit of your resolve to turn away from Jin, breaking that connection, breaking whatever it was that had both of you entranced.

"Wait," Jin's deep voice rang out, clear and sharp through your self-loathing thoughts. His large hand wrapped around your wrist gently, taking the greatest care not to hurt you. And then he pulled you back closer to him. Your gaze met his, and there was something behind those eyes you loved so much, something akin to regret, to the deepest longing, that had you holding your breath. His mouth opened and closed a couple of times. A second passed. Yet another. And another. And then it was like he resigned himself to hold back whatever it was he wanted to say. "I'll take you back to the castle now… You're right. You must have had a long day. It must not be easy being my student, huh."

And that's how both of you ended up spending the carriage ride back to the palace uncharacteristically quiet. But if you spent more than half a second not reliving that moment in your head, not punishing yourself for your words, you would have noticed that Jin's gaze hadn't left you, not even for a second.

Maybe you had read too much into it, thinking that the two of you were more than just teacher and student. It would be your own fault. After all, you knew Jin wasn't the type to commit to one woman. That was his whole life's motto – to enjoy the company of as many women as possible. You couldn't blame him. The Prince was handsome, charming, kind-hearted, and smart – smarter than most people gave him credit for.

But that didn't stop your tears from running down your face as you hurried back to the castle, feeling like your heart had just shattered into a million pieces. The remnants of your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach, and suddenly, you felt like you couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but relive that moment, over and over. The overtly flirtatious touch the woman had laid onto Jin's arm, lingering and caressing for a second too long. You could barely recognize your surroundings as they flew by you in a blur, eyes misted over with tears.

That's why you didn't notice Jin's eyes searching for you in the crowd. He knew you saw him - in fact, he'd orchestrated it in an attempt to push you away from how he really felt. Ever since you entered the palace, he hadn't felt a need to court one of his usual ladies, not that he could tell you that. The truth of the matter was that you'd hit the bullseye with your comment yesterday. No matter the situation, his eyes constantly searched for yours, his heart sought yours, and he desperately wanted to call you his. But he saw it all play out before. He knew all too well how a relationship between royalty and commoners could end up disastrous. Yet it didn't stop his heart from aching when he saw that crestfallen expression on your face. The tears that threatened to spill from your eyes held a grip over him that he could never have expected. Before he knew what was happening, he was running after you, long legs making more headway than you ever could have.

You were so close to making it to your bedroom, intent on locking the door behind you and crying your heart out. Still, right as your fingertips grazed the cool brass of the doorknob, you felt yourself being yanked back against a familiar chest. The woody, spiced scent of the first Prince caused you to freeze up, back pressed against him. You were too scared to move. Too scared to say anything. You knew he'd know how you felt as soon as you did. He'd know that you longed for him and were so hopelessly, irrevocably in love with him that he was the first thing you thought about in the morning and the last thing you thought about at night. You couldn't let one day pass by without seeing him, or else that day would be ruined.

"Will you look at me, please?" Jin's voice was distraught with pain, hoarse, and slightly out of breath.

You didn't respond. You couldn't respond. But at that moment, your body betrayed you as a sob wracked through your figure, trembling against his tight hold.

"Please…."

Your eyes slowly met his, red-rimmed, misty, and swollen. The barely-dried tears had stained your face, and your lips were pouty. You watched as his gaze flicked across your face, regret and guilt swimming in his eyes as clear as day. His hands reached out towards you and cupped your face, cradling it as though it were the most delicate thing in the world. And it seemed so oddly familiar – so much like the moment that had passed just yesterday. You didn't need a repeat of what happened. That subtle rejection from you that left you stinging for the rest of the day.

But this time, Jin leaned in, closer and closer. His hand guided your chin up until you were looking directly at him. Then, his lips grazed against yours, and the dam broke – every piece of your unrequited love for him threatened to spill over. Damn him, how could a man's lips be so unimaginably soft? And in that moment, you knew that you wouldn't be able to go back to whatever false pretenses you two had before, the fake ruse of being platonic friends, of being master and student.

"Fuck," he whispered, lips ghosting over yours. Before you could ask him what he meant by that, he whispered a hasty apology and then pressed you up against your door, cradling the back of your head so it wouldn't knock against the wood. "I'm sorry, but I can't hold back anymore."

Suddenly, all bets were off. His lips pressed against yours so hard it nearly bruised, but you were addicted. His hands roamed your body, caressing you, pulling you closer to him until you felt the unmistakable stiffness of his manhood against your lower belly. Heat began to pool against your underwear, spreading through your body until you felt like you'd go off with just one flick of a match. His tongue swept a tentative lick against your lower lip, and you were just about to grant him access when he grabbed at the soft flesh of your rear, causing you to gasp gently into the kiss. The sensuous feeling of his tongue gliding over yours, threading through yours, exploring every part of your mouth, was overwhelming. You could only pray that nobody was walking by at this moment because you were sure neither you nor Jin could stop.

As though reading your mind, Jin pushed open the door to your bedroom in haste and guided you towards your bed, shutting your door quickly behind him. He laid you onto your bed and paused to admire every part of you for just a moment. "You really are absolutely beautiful," he murmured, hand gently ghosting over your silhouette. "How was I supposed to resist you?" The latter question seemed as though it were directed at himself. He began to press open-mouthed, needy kisses against your cleavage, causing your sensitive peaks to harden underneath the thin fabric of your cotton dress. "I'm going to have a lot to apologize for tonight, but I'll buy you a new dress tomorrow."

In one quick motion, your dress was torn neatly off your body, exposing your heaving breasts to the handsome Prince before you. If there was any doubt as to whether Jin had a preference, it was quickly quashed by how much he lavished your bosom with attention. His hot tongue swept over one mound, gently sucking at the peak until you were arching your back and pressing yourself even closer against his mouth. Oh, he was skilled. More skilled than you could have ever imagined. His fingers gently toyed with your other peak, flicking, fondling, and tugging until your hips were involuntarily grinding against his muscular thigh.

"I need more, Jin," you whined, voice coming out breathier and needier than you ever hoped. "I need you…."

And if he could have forever captured that desperate look in your eyes, hair splayed out around your face as though it were a halo, chest bare to him, and heat radiating from your core, he would have. He'd relive that moment again and again if there was a way to do so. He made quick work of ridding the remnants of your torn dress off your body, exposing your soaked undergarments and shapely legs to him. He was a breast man, that was certain, but you had a body that was so perfect that he knew in that moment he was a "you" man. "Did you need me this much? You're absolutely dripping," he murmured, lips ghosting against the shell of your ear as his index finger traced a line against your core.

Even just the simple sensation of his finger had you arching up against the bed and letting out a wanton moan. "Jin, ah, please! Stop teasing me," you whimpered, rutting against his finger. You heard shuffling, and you looked down, eyes widening as you were met with the first Prince ridding himself of his clothes in record-breaking speed and freeing his manhood. It was larger than you expected, thick, girthy, and mouth-wateringly captivating. Not only that, his body was chiseled from the neck down. You couldn't hold back your surprise as your eyes freely roamed his body, taking in all of his manliness. It was moments before you realized that you were actively gawking at Jin and your gaze flicked back up, only to realize that he was returning your look with an absolutely sinful smirk.

"Like what you see?" He murmured as he climbed back over you, length nudging against the soft flesh of your thigh. The sensation of his tongue running along the sensitive skin of your neck caused you to shiver against him, and you eagerly shifted against his length, wanting to feel him as soon as possible. A deep groan rumbled from his throat, and he grabbed onto your waist, trying to still you. "I'm going to have a hard time being gentle if you keep doing that."

"Then don't be," you whispered, shifting once again, so his length was lined up perfectly against your needy cunt. "I want to feel you. Every part of you… If this is going to be the first and last time this is happening, then I want you to make me forget about everything."

At your words, his eyes flicked back to yours immediately, and he stilled. The hurt in his eyes was unmistakable. You were the first and only woman that would ever have such a hold over him. "I don't want that," he whispered, gaze so piercing it was like he saw right through all of your biting words to the heartbroken girl underneath. "I don't want this to be the last time for us. I know the rules, and I know I played more of a part in Clause 99 than anyone else, but I can't let this be the last time for us."

You opened your mouth to respond to Jin's words, but whatever words that were at the tip of your tongue immediately dissolved as you felt his manhood press against your entrance. The pain of the stretch caused your eyebrows to furrow slightly, and he immediately began pressing gentle kisses on your forehead.

"I'm sorry, just a little more, okay? I'll make you feel so good. Just endure it for a little more," he whispered, nose nuzzling against your neck as he whispered words of encouragement against your skin. Then, finally, the stinging pain subsided, and gave him a quick nod, urging him to continue moving.

He started off slowly, easing himself in and stifling a groan as he felt your walls stretch around him, hugging him perfectly with your warmth. It was a wonder he could last as long as he was. With just that first thrust, he'd already felt like he was ready to explode, but he wanted you to feel good. He wanted it to be so good for you that you would never forget it, that you would take back your words of this being the first and last time you two would be together. And he quickly shifted, pulling you along with him until he was in a seated position and you were placed on top of him. He needed to get closer to you. He needed to show you just how much he cared about you.

"Wh—Jin!" You exclaimed, surprised at his sudden action. His lips pressed against yours again as he began to lift you up against his length, over and over. Tongues dancing against one another, length thrusting into your warmth, you began to feel that familiar tingling sensation, that white-hot radiating pleasure spread through you. "A—ah, wait, Jin, I thin—I think I'm about to," you squealed, hiding your blushing face against his chest.

"Let me see you," he rasped out, voice hoarse as he felt himself begin to throb, approaching his own release quickly. "I want to see you come apart for me." And as you lifted up your face, he felt mesmerized, watching as your beautiful cheeks flushed with the prettiest pink, tears of pleasure pooling in the corner of your eyes as you locked your gaze with his.

There it was. Waves of pleasure washed over you, and you couldn't help it as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Your body began to tremble against Jin's, and you collapsed against him, grateful for him as he immediately wrapped you up in his strong arms and ran his fingers through your hair.

"Just a little more, okay? Let me fill you up," he whispered against the crown of your head. And then you felt his manhood throb as he began to paint your walls with his thick release, over and over, until it was running down your core.

Both of you stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, your head resting against his firm chest and his hands cradling you closer to him. You were sweaty, panting, and sure that your hair had seen better days, but despite the closeness between you two at that moment, you still felt a familiar ache in your heart.

"Jin, you and I know you'd probably be happier with someone who only wants something temporary, and I can't do that. I can't sit here after this and be okay with you going out into town to flirt with some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life. I can't pretend I'm okay with just having… this." You murmured, too afraid to look up at him.

"Is that really what you think of me?" Jin asked, hurt laced so profoundly in his question that you flinched. "I regretted it today, you know. I regretted pulling that stupid stunt in front of you the moment I did it. I wanted to push you away so things could go back to normal. I wouldn't be the cause of any more of your pain, but as soon as I saw the look on your face, I knew I lost my one chance at true happiness, and I couldn't handle it."

"What… what do you mean?" You whispered, finally looking up to meet his heartbroken gaze.

"I couldn't stomach losing you for the rest of my life, so I was selfish. You might not want to talk to me again after this, or be friends, or even look at me again, but I can't lose you…." Then, Jin took a deep breath as though preparing himself to say the next words that would change the course of your relationship forever. "I'm in love with you."

"Wh—what? You're in love with me?!" You sputtered. "But what about Clause 99, what about all that stuff you said about commoners and royalty not being good together? That it always ends up in heartbreak?"

"I know… I know what I said. But you make me want to believe that we can beat the odds. I'll spend the rest of my life fighting for us if I have to, but I just know I can't lose you. So, will you stay with me?"

"Of course, Jin. I'm so hopelessly in love with you that there isn't any other option. I love you."

And both of you knew it wouldn't always be easy, but you had hope that as long as Jin Grandet was by your side, you could beat the odds.

fin.

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mochminnie · 1 year

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Fly Up: Lookism (Vasco Story)

Warning: bullying, body shaming, harassment, discrimination, language, violence, drinking, smoking, sexual themesPairing: Vasco x Kim Hana (Original Character/Reader)

Credits for the pictures for the cover & aesthetic board it's from Pinterest💖 the cover is from apari3nciasThis story is more based of Lookism Netflix than the WEBTOON series.

This story will not have various x original character or love triangles between Vasco, Hana and another character. It may have fluffy parts but, it's platonic. Vasco thinking the new guy (Hyung Seok) is taking advantage of her and using the guy who works at the convenience store to get with the new guy at Jaewon High School. What Vasco doesn't know that they are both the same guy.Vasco is drawn to her he doesn't know why. He secretly beat up her bullies and her voice it's the most beautiful voice he ever heard. He liked the hard working and talented side of her.

Chapter 1: Change

Hana looking into the mirror while applying some makeup. Her mascara, blush and tinted lip balm. She is dressing up going out with Mi-jin in the city. Mi-Jin asked, Hana to watch out for her and Jin Sung's date. Jin Sung isn't much of a nice guy, but Mi-jin is giving him a chance. Hana knows how much he likes her cousin.

Now Mi-jin is a family friend and she was adopted into the family. So Hana can study abroad. Hana is from America. But She took Kim's last name. She lives with Mira and her parents. They both call each other friends or cousins.

There were kids bullying her, remembering what they were saying. Such cruel mean things.

"She really should stop wearing such short, tight clothing.

"She is such a pig!"

"Sure, she got all the makeup on and nice clothes. Under that, she's still a fat ass bitch."

"Man she stinks!!!" Covering their nose. Even though she showers, put on some fragrances. She would get self conscious seeing that if she smells before she goes off to school.

Hana is even popular on Youtube. But the school is really jealous of how well her videos are and the amount of views and likes. "Ugh that disgusting fat bitch is so popular all over social media. Why can't I have the same amount of following and likes? She doesn't deserve that. Fat pig."

Yes, Hana looked different. She has a stomach, stretch marks, big arms, legs mainly her calves, thighs. biceps and tricep area. She certainly is curvy. They even made fun of her for being fashionable, and applying on makeup. She thought of, "Why should, I stop what I'm wearing and let them win? This isn't to impress any one. This is all for me and for my confidence. Remember to love yourself, Like BTS Song, 'Love Myself'."

🎶The me of yesterday

The me of today

The me of tomorrow

(I'm learning how to love myself)

With no exceptions, it's all me🎶

Boys never looked at her, has a boy caught her eye? Yes there are many good looking boys in the Jaewon High School. She knows they'll never take a glimpse or at least acknowledge her presence at least once. It's always the looks, never personality? Or at least both? Most boys at school think she's just a joke. She went on a date with one of the guys but they dipped. He never showed up. Another time there was one that finally showed up but then his friends came and made fun of her. Spilled the food and drinks on her. That was one of the worst night of her life.

Hana's friends, Like Jay, Ha Neul, Jace from work, and Mi-jin. Though, she just doesn't know why the bullies will pick on Hana once she is alone. "Don't they have anything better to do?" Hana

Thought. Everyone at school even questioning why do I have good looking and skinny friends. "How can a fat girl have skinny pretty friends like Ha Neul and Mi-jin?"

Mi-jin knocking in her door. It broke her from her thoughts. "Hana are you ready?-" She stares in awe, "...Wow! You look so beautiful. I wish I could do makeup like you!" Hana smiles.

Hana offers to do Mi-jin's Makeup. "I can do your makeup for your date? Are you sure about Jin Sung? He isn't such a nice guy. His friends make fun of me." Mi-jin wasn't surprised.

'Mi-jin didn't know this, I wanted to keep it from her. Just thought she should know. But, It shouldn't stop her from dating.' Hana trying to look out for Mi-jin. "I can't control who you date. He might change, but if he doesn't. Don't continue dating him and feel like you owe him anything." Mi-jin knew better and how protective she is.

Hana, seeing from the distance, Jin Sung is actually not so bad when he is with Mi-jin.

Mi-jin bumped into this guy. Hana Never seen him around. Mi-Jin apologized and bowed. "I was not paying attention." The guy was shocked. It's like no one ever apologized to him in his life. Mi-jin looked a little creeped out. "Excuse me, are you okay." He smiles. "Yes, I'm totally fine. Did you get hurt at all?" Mi-jin back up a little.

"Hey Mi-jin, He's just trying to be nice. Maybe he's new." Hana said to Mi-jin. Then, she turned to the guy. "-Hi My name is Hana." Letting out a hand to shake his. But, Jin Sung called. Mi-jin. She smiled. "Jin Sung!"

"Have you been waiting looking." Looking at Mi-jin "Who's this? Someone you know." Turning to Hana and Mi-jin. They were about to go to their date. "We just met him." Then Mi-jin said, "Uh, no, it's fine. Let's just go." The guy smiled. Jin Sung got angry. "What the? What's with the smile?"

The guy got confused, "Ugh. What? I accidentally bumped into her."

"Wait, what? You bumped into her? Are you Kidding me?" Taken a back. Changing his mind. Thinking. 'This dude really bumped into Mi-jin?!' "It's nothing. I was the one not paying attention." Mi-Jin not liking where this is going.

"Jin Sung. Please don't get physical. He doesn't mean anything wrong. It was an accident. It's not his fault. Mi-jin already apologized." Then the guy looked at Hana as a relief. Tell Hana and Mi-jin. "We're just going to chat a little." Hana knows he isn't just going to talk to him.

Then the guy was getting nervous and he's still smiling. "I think there's been a..." Hana thought, 'I think he was going to say a misunderstanding." Jin Sung cut him off. "So, why are you grinning if you just bumped into her now, huh?" Jin Sung raising his voice.

The guy was scared. "Jin Sung! It was an accident." Jin Sung saw that he started to clench his fists. Thinking the guy wants to fight Jin Sung. He is too stubborn. To Hana and Mi-jin

He even offered coffee for the four of us. Jin Sung saw the guy clenching his fists. Then Jin Sung wanting to beat this new guy. "What? Did you just clenched your fists?" Jin Sung goes closer to the guy. Still looking down and sad. Then, he looks at his hand. It was in clenching position. Hana knows he doesn't seem like a type of guy to fight. "Not at all. There must be some misunderstanding. Come on don't be like that." the guy was sweating a bit. Out of nervousness. He even offered coffee for the four of us.

Jin Sung starts to bluff. "Oh, really? You just wanna get coffee?" The guy said. "Yes." He sucker punched him. "Jin Sung, this is so unnecessary." Hana run to the guy. Mi-jin trying to pull him away. Telling Jin Sung, "Jin Sung. Stop it!" But it was no use. Mira instead pulling Hana away from the punching.

Everyone is starting to record the beating. "What the hell?! Jin Sung Stop you heard Mi-jin! All he wanted to do is make some friends. You should have at least hear him out. Does he look like he wanna fight?!" Mi-jin and Hana tried to stop him but he removed Mira's grip again.

Jin Sung stopped Mi-jin rushed to Jin Sung again. "Jin Sung. Hey! Hey! Stop It." One last beating he then fell on the ground.and people got pissed and tired of recording. Mira taking Jin Sung away from Hana and the guy that was beaten up by Jin Sung. Mira looks back. "Get him out of this guys sight. I'll go check on him. Don't worry, I'll text you." Mi-jin mouthed I am so sorry Hana. She frowns.

Introducing herself again. "Hi, My name is Kim Hana. I'm sorry... I couldn't stop it. You don't deserve that. Nobody does. Especially getting recorded and taken pictures of is the worst. I can help you clean up your wounds. You must be new to the city." Hana giving him a hand. He continues to cry. It took some time for him to speak up. He didn't seem to trust Hana. Still on the ground. Hana helps the guy out. Taking him out for coffee at the shop she works at. She bought him an Americano. He couldn't even look at her in the eye. "My name is... It is Park Hyung Seok... You... You, didn't have to help me. After all, I am a disgusting pig." Hana starts to tear up. There was so much pain. Not only physically but coming from his voice. Hana can tell there is so much sorrow. She can never imagine, when was the last time this guy ever found happiness. It was probably not in a very long time. "-Please, don't call yourself that. You are a person. A human being. Just because you're different doesn't make you some kind of pig or a monster. I do know what it's like to get bullied. These guys mess with me. Called me names. Even made fun of me at work. They commented on my appearance." Park Hyung Seok thought, he have met the nicest person ever. She's beautiful have a great sense of style very well put together and she's cool. 'How can they do this to her? She deserve the world. There should be more people like her. In this cruel world. Will there be anyone else just like her?'

Hana helped Hyung Seok home. "I know I invited you and your friends for coffee. You didn't have to give me a free coffee. Sorry I missed up your hangout." He shouldn't be alone after what happened. He started watching the video and reading the comments that was posted. "Oh, Don't worry about the coffee it's on me. I wasn't really hanging out with them. You know the girl. She's my friend. I just wanted to look out for her while she's on a date with Jin Sung."

He continues to read the comments on the video. He continues to cry. Hana Hugged him. The both of them shared. What the bullies have done to them. "People didn't like the way I dress and my Appearance. Making jokes by asking me out on dates. Guys saying they like me. They made me trip and messing with me at work too. I work at the coffee shop we went to." He shares with Hana that he has been an errand boy getting their gym clothes, lunch, cigarettes, getting kicked, punched, beaten, even beaten in front of his mom. 'They are jerks. Those are the worst things you can ever do to anyone.. Don't they really have anything better to do? They are just obsessed and probably projecting it onto those who look different.' Hana thought she was so angry when she heard what they did to Hyung Seok.

Hyung Seok was shocked. "Really? You really didn't have to give me free coffee just because you work there. Sorry about my house." Hana gently puts down his phone so that he can stop reading more comments. "Hyung Seok you don't have to apologized for your home. I think it's grate you get to have a roof top and that you're living by yourself after all it is a home still." Hana smiles.

He cries again after reading some comments he has remembered. Hana hands him more tissue and he takes it. Wiping his snot and tears.

"Stir-fried pork."

"What school does this pig go to?"

"The video went viral. I couldn't go to school if I were him."

"I'm glad my life's not like that."

"Well, that pig had it coming." Then he remembered from Lee Tae-Seong,

Hyung Seok told Hana. "The bully from the last school I went to called me ('A Loser bastard since the day you were born.')" Hana shakes her head saying, "No you are not a loser bastard since the day you were born. I just met you. I didn't judge you. I bet you have since a kind beautiful soul. You deserve the world to be kind to you."

He cries again. Hana hugging him and handing more tissues to him. "They were all mocking me. I had no friends there. I'm Human too. You're right Hana. I'm human too." Hyung Seok finally trusts her. Hugging her, embracing and hugging her more tightly and Hana rubbing his back. Trying to make him feel better. "You can always have me. I'll be there for you." Hana cries. And Hyung Seok is finally glad he has a real friend for the first time in his life.

Hana asks, "You're new here right?" Hyung Seok nods, wiping his tears with his arm. Hana hands him more tissues. "-Which school are you going to?"

Hyung Seok takes the tissues. "I transfer to Jaewon High School in two days." Hana smiles. "I also go there. I can give you a tour and introduce you to Mi-jin and Ha-naul. He looked down and was sad. "After what happened I don't think I can show my face in front of your friend." She frowns. "Don't worry Hyung Seok. I'll be right by your side. What's your number?" Hyung Seok was shocked. 'I never exchange any numbers with anyone. This is the first number from an official friend.' After they both exchange numbers Hana leaves. While Hyung Seok is still sad, sobbing after that incident with Mi-jin and Jin Sung. He was so humiliated. Hana still leaves a text.

See you tomorrow, Park Hyung Seok! Have some rest and make it a best day in two days. For your first day in Jaewon High!😊 - Kim Hana

Hana came home and Mi-jin was waiting for her in Hana's room. Mi-Jin got her Pajamas on already. She's awfully home early. "You're back Hana. I am so sorry for what happen!" Mi-jin keeps going on and apologizing about what she could have done. "...I could've stopped him. I felt like a total bystander. I just hate fights. Jin Sung should've let him talk and I should've listened to you for what type of guy he is! Ugh!" Hana calming her down. "Mi-jin hey! We did try many attempts to stop Jin-Sung It's alright. I talked to the new guy. He actually is a kind guy. I offered him coffee. It took some time for him to open up. He just wanted friends. That wasn't the first time he experienced something like that. He told me I was the first to be so kind to him." Hana tears up. Mi-jin hugs Hana. "I'm glad you got home safe Hana. and made a friend."

Hana is now getting ready for bed. Hana and Mi-jin talks about boys. Mi-jin eating some Honey Butter chips in Hana's room. While Hana is in the bathroom

While washing her face. Removing her makeup. "How'd it go with Jin-Sung?"

Mi-jin Changing positions in the room while snacking. "He took some time to cool down. He can be a nice guy. But his friends and that incident with the new guy around. I don't know if I should keep seeing him." Having second thoughts about liking Jin Sung. 'They are cute together' Hana thought. Now applying toner, serums, now moisturizer. Massaging her face so the products will sink in."I'm not forcing you to stop, If you like him. But his actions and the things him and his friends are not best." Hana now in her Pajamas snacking with Mi-jin. Both drinking Strawberry Milk.

"Hana you barely mention boys? How about Park Bum Jae?" Hana chuckles. Shaking her head no.

"Jace? No! He's my coworker. But I wouldn't date him. He may be in Burn Knuckles but, they mean good intentions they defend those who are different. 'Weak' and 'losers'"

"You know who I see you with? I'd see you with Vasco. " Hana questions. 'Vasco the tough guy leader of Burn Knuckles? I always think he's cool. He's too I intimidating Bum Jae and Vasco helped me with the bullying. Mostly behind my back. I think that Bum Jae would always give him a heads up about my bullies.'

Hana finished her strawberry milk. "Boys were ever kind to me in the past. They always joke around saying they like me. One date stood me up and the other spilled food and drinks all over me with their friends." Looking down, Hana starts to cry. Mi-jin couldn't forgive herself when that happened to her best friend. Hana always tell her it's not her fault. It's those jerks. That made Hana afraid to have crushes.

Park Hyung Seok wakes up in a new body without any realization. Going to his bathroom. 'Was the ceiling always this low? The sink seems lower too.' Thinking to himself. When he looks at himself in the mirror it scared him. 'Who the heck is that person?' Then, he looks at his other body. 'That's... It's me.' Waking himself up, "Uh, excuse me." 'I am speaking so politely to myself.' Tries waking himself up again. "Excuse me." He slaps himself on the face. "HEY!" He's now waking up in his other body. 'Was it a dream?' Looking at his hands. He chuckles to himself. 'It was a scary but, happy dream.' Closes his eyes, turns to the side and then he opens his eyes again. He got scared again. Realizing it wasn't a dream at all. He's still in shock. "I wasn't dreaming. Wh... What happened? Hey!" Waking up his new body. "Huh? Did I get switched back?" 'What is going on? Wait a second.' He started testing his voice and touching his throat. 'Huh? My voice has changed too.' He's off his thoughts, telling himself. "Okay, Let's calm down. Right. I'll call the hospital first. Then, I'll call Hana." Grabs his phone. "911. 911." Opening his phone. There goes the post where he got beaten up by Jin Sung again. He starts reading and strolling through the mean comments.

"What school does this pig go to?"

"I couldn't go to school if I were him his life is fucking ruined."

He puts his phone down looking at his original body. Snoring. Without putting on any clothes yet he turns on his light and looks at his new body. His original body starts snoring and farting.

He remembered Tae Seong's words. "You Belong on the button rung. Until the day you die you piece of Shit." Looking at the post. 'With this body I can change!'

Author's Note: Hope everyone has fun during the Holidays. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! This is a non edited chapter. If I wrote down the wrong names or mixed the names up from the Anime and Webtoon. I apologized I am going by the Netflix Anime.

Let me know what you think of Hana so far? Any requests, or predictions? For this story?

I love Vasco he's my favorite he's literally baby boy the way he is tough and soft and tears up. Starts to cry.

What does everyone think of this chapter so far? Again this story won't have any Love Triangles. Just Platonic.

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Kingdom Of Magic And Blood | PROLOGUE

Synopsis: In the shadows of this era, reemerges a dark long-forgotten practice known as 'the ritual of virgins.' This twisted tradition promises power through sacrifice, unveiling a sinister force that shapes destinies with a merciless hand.

Genre: Fantasy, dark romance, royalty, bl, forbidden love

Pair: Taehyung X Jimin

Warning: THIS STORY IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS YOUNGER THAN 18 YEARS OLD!

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An aura of mystique enveloped the air, casting dancing shadows upon the rough stone walls. The room seemed like a realm between the mortal and the ethereal, a place where incantations echoed like ancient whispers. At the heart of this arcane shrine, Jin's wizard's stool stood as a symbol of his authority.

Jin was draped in dark robes that seemed to absorb the room's dim light, he reclined upon his chair, completely relaxed. His piercing eyes glinted with power and possession as he looked ahead in some sort of trance. His slender fingers were adorned with intricate rings, his nails painted black by magic and several deals made with the devil and he rested them thoughtfully against the armrest, gently tapping the wooden surface.

The atmosphere shifted as the shrine's entrance parted, revealing Jimin. His delicately curvy figure stood at the entrance briefly as if waiting for a command to enter the shrine. His crescent eyes were cast down, exuding submission. He was naked, adorned only with beads that circled his waist and a piece dangling from his neck to his chest. In his hands was a bowl of water, carried with practised grace. His eyes, a reflection of both devotion and a longing for acceptance, remained fixed on the floor.

Jimin quietly walked into the Wizard's shrine and knelt before Jin. The beads grazing the cold stone floor as he settled at Jin's feet. Raising his hands, he presented the bowl of water as an offering to him.

"Drink, my Lord," his voice was soft, a melody that blended with the hushed echoes of the chamber.

Jin's gaze locked onto him with an intensity that belied his composed demeanor. The water he was asked to drink rippled gently, but it was Jimin's presence that sent ripples of admiration cascading through his very being. He took the bowl from Jimin's outstretched hands, allowing the tips of their hands to graze in a touch that carried his desires.

"Ah, my siren," Jin began, his voice a velvety caress that seemed to resonate with the very essence of the chamber. "In your presence, even the moon pales in comparison, and the stars themselves yearn to mirror the radiance that emanates from your every step."

Jimin remained quiet as he watched the Wizard lift the bowl to his lips and Jin's eyes never wavered from his young lover's form. As the water's cool touch met his mouth, he savored it like a potion of rare potency.

The corners of Jin's lips curled into a subtle smile, a gesture that held a wealth of meaning as he lowered the bowl. "Jimin," he breathed his name like a prayer, letting the syllables linger in the air like a fragrance that refused to dissipate. "You are more than a mere vessel of beauty. You are a tapestry woven from the strands of stardust, a masterpiece crafted by the very hands of the cosmos."

His gaze traversed the naked form of the male at his feet. His free hand reached down to touch Jimin's body, his tainted fingers brushed his perky nipples and Jimin looked up at him, positioning his body for the Wizard to do whatever he wanted.

"You are not just my other half, my dear Jimin. You are the embodiment of a spell that weaves its enchantment upon all who are fortunate enough to cross your path. Your beauty is not merely skin-deep; it is an echo of the very universe itself, a mirror that reflects the secrets of existence."

Jimin sprawled out on the floor, eyes shut and red plump lips held between his teeth. He spread his legs, allowing his lover's praises to unravel him. The praises from Jin's mouth were equivalent to an orgasmic feeling and the more he heard them, his toes curled and he moaned softly.

Jimin was the wizard's creation, a manifestation of his very image, Jimin belonged to him, Jimin was from him, for him and Jimin was him. They were one in different bodies.

The young lover's chestnut hair cascaded over his shoulders, and a faint blush warmed his cheeks as Jin's words caressed him like an embrace.

"Dance for me, my own." The wizard requested softly.

Jimin's eyes opened at the request and with his ever gentle smile, he rose to his feet and began to dance. His movements were a fluid cascade, an expression of the power dynamics between them. His body moved with a grace born of hours of practice, his hips swaying with a rhythm that matched the very pulse of the shrine. Each movement seemed to fan the flames of Jin's admiration, igniting the fire of his obsession.

"Dance, my soulmate. Captivate me with your allure and lock my soul forever in the depths of your enchantment."

Jimin's body began to heat up and his hands glided across his smooth skin, lips slightly parted and eye fixed on no one else but the man that owned him. His hips moved like poetry, tracing invisible lines that wove tales of passion and surrender. The beads that adorned his waist created a delicate symphony of their own, their gentle rustling merging with the sighs of the chamber's air as if nature itself whispered its approval.

His back arched gracefully, a bow drawn by an invisible archer, before he swayed forward, surrendering to the call of the dance.

His eyes remained fixed upon Jin who had allowed himself to get lost in this temptation. Jimin's eyes held devotion and yearning, inviting the wizard to unravel the layers of his dance like a cryptic puzzle waiting to be solved.

"Take my soul, Jimin. Take it all." Jin moaned, his chest rising and falling rapidly as an electrifying wave of orgasm hit him. His eyes rolled and his chest constricted, stealing words from his mouth. He didn't need to touch Jimin before he'd cum. All he needed was to watch the young man dance.

Jimin continued to dance and he wouldn't stop until Jin told him to. It was a dance that transcended the boundaries of time, leaving an indelible mark upon the hearts and souls of the one who bore witness.

After Jimin's dance and after Jin came to his satisfaction, it was time to let go of this illusion which he created with magic. Like a fleeting dream, the Wizard's illusion began to wane, dissolving into the air like a delicate wisp of smoke.

Reality returned and Jin was standing before a large pot used in casting spells. His eyes, once fixated on Jimin's dance, were now focused on the rich, red liquid that swirled within the depths of the large pot.

With a long stick clutched in his hands, he stirred the potion with deliberate intent. His lips moved, a symphony of incantations and ancient words that resonated with the walls of the chamber. The air grew charged with energy as the words flowed from his lips, taking shape and form before disappearing into the bubbling concoction.

"So shall it be." He concluded.

The potion's surface shimmered, its potential pulsating like a heart in sync with the rhythm of the arcane. The illusion he had seen offered a glimpse into the depths of his power, he was a wizard whose desires knew no bounds and whose mastery over the forces of the world held the promise of both creation and destruction.

Jimin belonged to him, Jimin was from him, for him and Jimin was him. They were one in different bodies. Except that wasn't the case in the real world.

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a better grip | kim seokjin

seokjin knew you were insecure about your stomach, but he has a confession regarding something he wanted to try in bed…..

Description/TW: ~1.6k words / Seokjin x Reader (F) / Smut / Established relationship / Chubby Reader / OC or YN is insecure about her stomach (but teaser: Jin likes it). Again, nothing wrong with having a stomach or belly - this is for my fellow curvy girls! (but non-curvy girls can read and enjoy too, even straight-sized women can have bellies!) / this is another one of those fics where I have a half-written, similar jk version in my drafts but finished the seokjin one first... / this is my first time writing smut like this, it's more graphic than my previous one so... i hope it's alright

“Think we can go for another round?”, Seokjin laughs as he heaves, laying naked on the bed beside you.

He looked so handsome just laying there in his most natural state, even while he was sweaty and flushed.

“You look so hot so yes, I’d want to” you say jokingly as you face him, propping yourself up on your elbow while letting your other hand feel his chest. “Unless you’re tired?,” you ask.

He turns to face you with a hint of a smile, and stares right into your eyes. “No. No, I’m not tired,” he whispers before leaning forwards to kiss you, and you catch his eyes skim over your body as he pulls away.

“You know… you don’t need to cover up, my love. I want to see all of you,” he whispers, mere inches away from your face, his fingers caressing your cheek.

Seokjin had been referring to the silk babydoll you wore with a low, low neckline, that mainly served to cover your belly.

You had expressed your insecurities regarding your body image to Seokjin in the past. You had heard countless times that women shouldn’t express those feelings to their romantic partners and feign confidence instead - since confidence will always follow once you fake it - but you couldn’t lie to Seokjin. You didn’t believe in fakeness, especially when it came to the person you had to be closest to, and he saw right through you anyway. He made an effort to compliment you often and you never doubted he actually meant the words he said.. But he also understood that everyone had their own insecurities, and had always been mindful and respectful when you said you wouldn’t feel comfortable showing your entire body when you first started sleeping together. So, you always insisted on wearing something to cover your stomach - whether it was lingerie, a tank top, one of your pyjama tops or one of his - you had yet to have sex entirely naked. If you ever had spontaneous sex and seemingly no other choice but to get naked, you’d go so far as to make Seokjin take off his shirt for you to wear, or use something else to cover your stomach like a pillow, a towel, or even once - Seokjin’s trousers when you didn't have anything else. Luckily, there were lingerie that helped accommodate your needs as well as his - you tried to make sure he had access to your boobs, for his sake. All this time later you had to admit that the fabrics got in the way a couple of times, but Seokjin never said anything about it... until now.

“Seokjin, I’m just.. You know I don’t like my belly. I - I don’t want you to see it and get turned off and want to stop.. or..” you’re unable to finish your sentence before Jin interrupts you.

“You know I’ve already seen your stomach, right? Your cute little dresses and tops always ride up at night and barely cover anything. And that one time you took a nap between rounds, you kicked off the blanket and practically lay on me completely naked. I was happy. I would never get turned off, and it’s not that I don’t care….” he pauses for a moment. “It was sexy. I love your body…a lot. I... I was turned on even more.”

“You...No don't... No, you weren't," you mumble, feeling your cheeks burn with embarrassment as you sit up and look away. Seokjin's fingers stroke your arm before lightly tracing the straps and lining of the babydoll on your body, finally resting on your back.

“You were sexy. I’m sorry, but I was happy to see you naked. And I like your tummy,” he admits in a serious tone, looking up at you.

While you were too stunned to speak, Seokjin gets on his knees on the bed, bringing his fingertips to your chin.

“Let me show you. Trust me. If you’re so uncomfortable, just say so, but let me try something first?”

You had never been vulnerable or close to someone as you had been with him. The thought of giving yourself to Seokjin as you are never scared you when it came to who you were as a person, but when it came to your body…. You had always been frightened. But now, being here with Seokjin and him telling you it’s a safe space to do so… And that he liked it…. It was reassuring. You don’t know what Seokjin has in mind, but you do know that you trust him.

“O..okay..”, you whisper.

He smiles before he bows down to kiss you, and the kiss lasts so long that you almost forget about your previous conversation. Just as your chest relaxes against his, he swiftly lifts the babydoll over your head and discards it across the room. Immediately finding your pull on the blanket in an effort to hide your body, his fingers intertwine with yours, loosening your grip until it falls away and your holding onto him instead. He places his other hand on your belly, his touch warm against your exposed skin, softly tracing your curves from hip to hip before suddenly squishing your stomach, causing you to squirm.

If it weren’t for Seokjin’s delicate touch, the sensation would’ve thrown you off - it’s an action no one has ever done in the past. Instead, his touch sends vibrations that travel all over your body. It’s ticklish. It’s new. It’s weird. It’s….comforting. A sign of love. Just before you wonder if it’s sexy, Seokjin proves it to you by squishing your hips and pulling you even closer to him.

You let out a gasp into Seokjin’s mouth, breaking your kiss, but he doesn’t give you a break. You both moan as he continues kissing down your neck, shoulder, and chest, and his hands move to your bum as he guides your back onto the bed. He continues kissing your body as he hovers over you, his legs between yours, slowly making his way downwards. A hand fondles your breast as he kisses the other before getting to your stomach. You breathe heavily as Seokjin peppers it entirely with kisses, your wince slowly fading every time you feel his lips. Soon, it's hard not to relax as Seokjin continues… every inch of your torso has been touched by his lips, his hands, and the softness of his breath. Your fingers find his hair, grabbing and tousling it as he kisses your body, alerting Seokjin to your changed disposition and your arousal. His kisses and moans grow more intense, indicating that he’s feeling the same way. He repeats the same actions over and over again until he reaches your pubic area, and you spread your legs a tad wider in response.

To your surprise, Seokjin suddenly stops and moves back up, kissing your shoulder a number of times before facing you.

“Look,” he starts between heavy breaths and pants in sync with yours. “I always… I always wanted to try something.”

He faces away as his face gets even redder.

“But I know I need to ask your permission first. If you don’t want me to do it, I won’t.”

“What is it?”, you quickly ask.

“I -…. I want to go down on you while grabbing onto your stomach,” he finally confesses.

“Are you serious?!”, you exclaim.

“Listen, I’ve always dreamt of it,” he breathes. “Your thighs are lovely but… I think the grip will be nice.”

His sweat drops onto your chest.

“Fuck…” he sighs. “I don’t want to ruin the moment so… so just tell me if you don’t want me to so that we can continue. We can talk about it later….”

He obviously didn’t hate your body, his lips barely left it tonight…. If he’s always dreamt of it…

You slowly nod.

“Yeah?” he asks in a panic.

“Yeah. Go ahead….” you whisper.

“No fucking way,” he lets out as he kisses you. “Fuck, yes. I’ll make you feel good, baby. I'll make you feel as beautiful as you are. And if you want me to stop at any time, you know the safe word. Or just tap me three times if I miss it.”

You nod, and, kissing you again, he says “I love you so much”.

Before assuming his position between your legs, Seokjin hungrily kisses your stomach, even surprising you by biting it and licking it afterwards.. Soon he gets to your pubic area once again and immediately wraps his arms around your legs.

His lips soon finds your area, and as you relish in the sensations his tongue makes you feel, he grabs your stomach.

“F- fuck,”, he lets out, his lips wet. “This is good. This is so good. Are you okay?”

You don’t know how to answer the question, but you know you must immediately, between your moans and gasps. Sure, he was just squeezing your belly, but for the body part you were most insecure about to arouse him further in the heat of the moment? The feeling that it and your body are helping Seokjin feel pleasured? Fuck, you felt good and turned on too.

“Yes,” you let out as a whine. “So good, Seokjin….C- continue.”

Seokjin doesn’t need any more instructions, his grip on your stomach getting firmer and his mouth getting hungrier before your body surrenders to him. He finishes shortly after you do, on your stomach no less, and he lays down beside you after cleaning you both up.

You still hadn’t said a word to each other besides moaning out each other’s names.

“Seokjin… thank you,” you whisper, facing him once your breathing returns back to normal.

“You fulfilled one of my fantasies and you’re thanking me?” he smiles. “Thank you.”

“No, I mean I gave you my body and trusted you with it, and… you embraced it. It just means a lot to me, so thank you,” you say as you pull his lips to yours, tasting a tear you hadn’t realized you let out.

“I don’t just embrace it or accept you or your body, honey, I love you. All of you. And it was..,” his voice trails off as his eyes roll around happily, “….better than I ever imagined. It was a better, soft grip.”

You smile and kiss him once again, but you break it apart when Seokjin suddenly squeezes your belly again.

“Please let me do it again in the future,” he whimpers.

“It’ll take some getting used to,” you giggle as you reach for his hand and place it on your stomach, “but it’s yours.”

Seokjin smiled widely and let out a quiet cheer before he moved towards your stomach and kissed it a few more times, making you giggle.

You loved all of him.

And he loved all of you….

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candywife333 · 5 months

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ANNOUNCEMENT

I am currently planning a 25 days to Christmas chubby reader x bts fic release. The idea is to release a one-shot per day with different themes all the way till Christmas. Hopefully I can pull through.

Wish you all a very happy holidays and I hope I can make it even better!!

I’ve officially started releasing the oneshots. Hope you guys like them ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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untaemedqueen · 4 years

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Confidence is Key

Curvy Reader x Jeongguk

WordCount: 5.3k

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Fingering, Face Fucking, Praise, Unprotected Sex (Wrap then Tap Fellas), Impreg Kink, Reader Insecure About Weight

You look between the menu and Jeongguk nervously, Jeongguk plays with your fingers in his as he looks up from the menu. "Babe, you okay?" You nod, not wanting to make eye contact with him as the waitress comes back over.

"What would you like to eat?" She asks quietly, looking at both of your hands intertwined before clearing her throat. Yes, the very famous Jeon Jeongguk goes out to eat with his girlfriend. Almost on a regular basis as well. Jeongguk leans back in his chair before folding his arms.

"I'll have the New York strip steak with asparagus and potatoes. Baby?" You look up at him as you close the menu.

"Just a...a scallop salad, please." Jeongguk presses his lips into a thin line as the girl hums in agreement looking at your figure.

"No, she won't, get her the same as me." Jeongguk says grabbing your menu and handing it off to the girl.

"But..." He cuts her off with just his gaze. No one would be disrespecting his woman, no matter who he is or what group he's in.

"Did I stutter?" She shakes her head as she walks away and you can feel your neck heating up embarrassed.

"I just...I shouldn't eat so much." You whisper before picking up your glass of wine. Jeongguk scoffs before grabbing your free hand.

"I love when you eat, I love your figure. I love everything about you." This was an ongoing conversation you always seem to find yourself having with your boyfriend of four years. Yes, you were curvy and Jeongguk loved that about you. But, with all the hate you had received since going public it makes you feel horrible about yourself. You had not a single account on social media anymore due to the high influx of hate comments. Jeongguk made you delete them. People could be cruel, but you didn't have to see it. Jeongguk always tells you they're just jealous, and you want to agree but your insecurities were always at the front of your brain.

"It's our anniversary. You're going to eat and you're going to stop those negative thoughts in your head. Just focus on me. We're here, together. Four years together." He kisses the back of your hand and you can't help but smile at him.

"Excuse me, Jeongguk?" The waitress calls to him, he lifts his head with a scowl. He's not too impressed with this girl after her rudeness before.

"Yes?" "How would you like your steaks cooked?" Jeongguk picks up his glass of red wine.

"Both medium-rare." The waitress nods before looking at you again and narrowing her eyes.

"Oh for fucks sake." Jeongguk mumbles to himself. You pull at the dress you're wearing nervously and Jeongguk's jaw begins to tighten.

"What's your name?!" He calls to the waitress. She points at herself confused and he nods to her.

"Jiyoon." He beckons her forward with his index finger and she makes her way over.

"Do you have a problem with my girlfriend?" He asks pointing at you. It was always so romantic how he looks out for you. You were so important to him and every time he makes it known your heart flutters at an incredible speed.

"Ah-I...No." Jeongguk nods to her before holding your hand up.

"I bought out this whole restaurant just for our anniversary. So if you wanna give anymore nasty looks at my girl, I'll go into the kitchen and grab my own plates of food." You bite back a smile as Jeongguk clears his throat.

"So? What's the plan, Jiyoon?" She bows her head.

"I'm sorry." He hums in agreement before looking at you.

"It's no problem." You tell her and Jeongguk smiles.

"See. All better. Now I want you to eat and eat well. Because, I have some plans for later on tonight." You raise an eyebrow at him as Jiyoon slinks away.

"What plans?" Jeongguk licks his lips before smirking. Something he has been planning for quite some time.

Jeongguk has gotten comfortable with the idea of you in his life forever. It was the most amazing feeling to come home from tour, from shooting and from the studio to see you in your shared apartment. You were his light in times of darkness, bringing out his radiant soul. He was a better person with you around and he would like to keep it that way, forever. Jeongguk grabs his black card from the table before standing up. He fixes his black dress shirt before pushing back his black hair and smiling at you.

"Let's go." He whispers as you grab his hand. He intertwines your fingers before kissing your hand pulling you excitedly towards the restaurants doors.

"What is this super amazing plan you have?" You ask as he walks past Jiyoon without a single word. You bow your head respectfully towards her making Jeongguk roll his eyes. You were really too kind of a person, it's something he loves about you. The way you were so easily forgiving and so kind towards others makes his heart swell but some people deserve to feel like they've made a mistake. That's just the way of the world. "You'll see, baby."

You hop out of the car before raising an eyebrow. "Our apartment?" You ask with a laugh, Jeongguk slams the car door shut before waltzing around the front and grabbing you close to him. His bottom lip tucked in between his teeth as he rubs at your sides.

"Mhm. Our apartment. I want to ask you something up there." You giggle as he leans down kissing you gently in the comfort of the apartment buildings garage.

"Okay?" You mumble confused as he pulls you towards the elevator.

"You look so beautiful in this dress." He mumbles as the elevator doors open. He's on you in seconds as the door closes, his mouth giving butterfly kisses to your neck as you shut your eyes.

"Guk." You mutter out as he grabs at the flesh of your backside. A groan emitting from him as he nips at your collarbone.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous." He whispers as the elevator begins to ascend. You never feel insecure with him, his actions always making you feel as if you were the most gorgeous person on the planet. Because, to him you were. The elevator stops and Jeongguk is pulling you by the wrist quickly towards the apartment. His hand already outstretched to punch in the numbers. You take off your shoes as he enters your anniversary date into the keypad before shoving the door open.

"C'mere." He mumbles kissing you deeply, his foot shoving at the back of the other to take them off as you giggle against him. His touch was heated, dying to feel your skin against his.

"I want to ask you something very important." He whispers pulling away, his hands on either side of your face. You tilt your head with a smile as you step into the living room.

"I have loved you for four years, I've gotten to know myself and my heart through you. And-" He rubs his sweaty hands together as he stares you down, his dark brown doe eyes looking deeply into yours, "-And I want us to start a family together." You take a deep inhale through your nose before clearing your throat. You've thought about this many times throughout the years. So many times in fact you thought the time would never come and yet, here it is. And, you can't find it within yourself to say yes.

"A family?" You mumble replaying his request. He nods happily wrapping his arms around you.

"I would like us to start having babies, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. We're in a comfortable position to do so. What do you think?" You look down at your toes, wriggling them as you think. This would NOT go over well with ARMY. You were insecure enough as it is. What would they say if you get pregnant? How horrible would they be to you and to your child?

"I don't know." You mutter making Jeongguk furrow his eyebrows.

"You don't want children with me? Am-Am I not it for you?" He picks at some skin on his lip nervously as you shake your head quickly.

"No! God, no! You are! You're it for me! I want nothing more than this." Jeongguk sits down on the couch before patting the spot next to him.

"Then what's the problem?" He asks rubbing at your thigh as you sit down. He's going to get upset with you, but it's how you feel.

"I mean...ARMY hates me... They make fun of me for my size enough as it is... If I get pregnant, wouldn't that be too much? They would be horrible to us." Jeongguk puts his hands over his face before sighing loudly.

"Baby. I don't care what ARMY has to say about anything. I care about us, our future. Our love. Fuck what they say, you're mine and that's it. They're just jealous." Jeongguk could care less about others opinions but as your knees begin to bounce out of nervousness, he knows he's put you in a difficult position.

"Let's just... Think about it some more." You whisper, you wish you weren't like this. You wish that you were confident and didn't worry about the opinions of others but you did. You always have, Jeongguk presses his lips into a thin line before nodding.

"Alright, we'll think about it." He can tell by your body posture that you felt awkward and horrible and he never wants you to feel that way. Ever. He hugs you tightly kissing your temple as he throws his legs up on the couch. "Let's cuddle and watch a movie. Hmm?"

Jeongguk yells out incoherently as he punches his instructor as the rest of the members watch on with nervous faces.

"Calm down." His instructor tells him out of breath as they continue to spar.

"I need this! Keep going!" Jeongguk yells out as his instructor drops his arms from his face. Jeongguk scoffs undoing the boxing gloves and throwing them on the floor before hopping out of the ring. He brushes past Jimin before laying on the wooden bench and throwing a towel over his face as he breathes raggedly. Taehyung and Jin approach quietly before sitting on the floor in front of their youngest brother.

"Wanna talk about it?" Seokjin asks quietly, Jeongguk wants to cry. He wants to break everything out of frustration but crying is the easiest thing to do as his eyes and nasal passages begin to burn. He presses the towel to his face harder as he chest begins to wrack from his sobs. Jin looks at Taehyung nervously before rubbing Jeongguk's sweaty bicep comfortingly.

"Something happen with Y/N?" Jeongguk opens his mouth to talk but a large sob comes out first. The noise attracting the attention of the others. Namjoon rushes over before sitting at the end of the bench.

"Guk? What's wrong?" Jeongguk bites his lip taking the towel off of his face before sitting up.

"You don't know how my heart hurts." He whispers burying his face in his hands. His hands shaking nervously over him as Jimin hugs him from behind.

"What happened?" Jeongguk shakes his head trying to stop his tears, and although the sobs have stopped his tears continue to stream down his face.

"I just want Y/N to be happy. To be confident in herself." He sniffles before pressing the towel to his face. Taehyung rubs his knee before putting his chin on it. No one makes a noise, letting the youngest express his heart to his content.

"I asked Y/N if we could have babies." Jin looks at Jimin who smiles.

"What'd she say?" Jeongguk scoffs before sobbing. "To think about it."

"Why? You guys love each other." Hoseok asks sitting in between Taehyung and Jin.

"She won't explain in detail but I know why. Of course I know why. We've been together for four fucking years." Yoongi nods before sipping his coffee as he sits down next to Jeongguk.

"She's embarrassed that ARMY are going to make fun of her because she's 'big' while carrying my child. She doesn't want to be made fun of. She's scared." He begins to cry again, the noises ripping from his throat like a guttural animal. Taehyung bites at his lip nervously as Jeongguk begins to hyperventilate. His chest gasping for air, his heart hurting and his head beginning to ache from his sobs.

"I'm her man. I should make her-her feel confident. But, she's too-too afraid! She shouldn't have to feel so down on herself! She should just be happy to look towards the future together! I feel like I'm not doing enough for my girl." He throws his head back into Jimin's chest as he cries. Namjoon sighs, rubbing Jeongguk's shoulder.

"It must be difficult, I'm sorry." He tells Guk who in turn nods squeezing his eyes shut.

"It's so difficult. It hurts me so much to see her in this pain. You had to see when I asked, she looked like she was going to have a fucking anxiety attack." Jeongguk takes a deep breath, his chest wracking as he exhales.

"Why don't you do something romantic for her? Like flower petals, hearts everywhere, candles. Things like that. Tell her how big your heart is for her. Explain to her that your family means everything to you." Taehyung asks wiping Jeongguk's cheeks with the back of his hands. Jeongguk sniffles before sighing.

"I should, shouldn't I?"

"Y/N is going out tomorrow with Yuna. Do it then. It'll be nice for her to come home to that. Plus, I'll have Yuna take the baby and Y/N will see how Yuna and Taekwon are together." Jeongguk begins to calm down, Taehyung's advice was solid.

"Alright." He mumbles before taking a deep breath and putting his hand to his forehead.

"Just let her know how much you love her, express yourself like this. It's heartfelt." Jin tells Jeongguk as he gives him a small smile.

Jeongguk runs into the living room throwing petals on to the floor before looking around nervously. He thinks you'll like it but he has no idea. Would this show you his love? He jumps over the couch arm, slamming his body onto the cream colored sofa as he lights the candles he had bought just a few hours ago. He had bought candles, flowers, champagne, and incense all for tonight.

"Fuck!" He curses before racing back into the bedroom and lighting the incense. You should be home any minute. Jeongguk dims the lights before jumping on the bed. He kneels up grabbing the bottle of champagne before hurriedly popping open the cork and throwing it back down on the table. He looks around the room before clicking his teeth and standing up.

"A heart." He mumbles before sliding over to the closet with his bare feet and grabbing the petals he bought before shutting the closet door. It makes a loud slam and he knows he's cracked the wood but he doesn't care. He sticks his tongue out as he stands at the end of the bed. His hand hurriedly making a heart out of petals. He stands back with a smile before nodding.

"Okay! It's cute!" He whispers happily before fixing the tail end.

The door pad begins to chime and Jeongguk looks up quickly before throwing the rest of the petals in his hand out the open window and slamming it shut. His feet are faster than his brain as he sprints out of the bedroom and into the hallway as you open the door. You squint at the dim lighting before laughing as Jeongguk puts his hands on his hips.

"Why's it so dark in here?" You ask his shadow as you turn on the lights. Jeongguk opens up his arms with a big bunny smile before wrinkling his nose.

"I love you!" He cheers cutely and you giggle taking off your shoes. There were flower petals and candles lit, the smell of musk and lavender in the air as Jeongguk walks towards you.

"This is very sweet." You tell him as he grabs the bags you got while you were out with Taehyung's wife. He throws them on the floor before wrapping you into a kiss. His hands burying themselves into your hair as he licks at your bottom lip. He pulls away only to connect your foreheads as he closes his eyes and sighs.

"I love you." He whispers gently, you hug him tightly and he groans at the warm feeling of your hug. Everything you do has him melting into a warm puddle all the time.

"Come." He whispers, intertwining your fingers and pulling you towards the bedroom.

"My bags!" You tell him as you point at the floor.

"Later." He says before clearing his throat. He hopes you will be open to talking, to letting him spill his heart out onto the floor. As you enter the bedroom, a small gasp emits from how romantic the room is.

"Wow!" You whisper before smiling at him and for the third time in just ten minutes he tells you he loves you.

"I love you too." You say before sitting on the edge of the bed. Your hand grazing over the multicolored rose petals that lay in a heart in the middle of the mattress. Jeongguk kneels in front of you and you frown as his knees smack against the heated floor.

"What are you doing?" You ask, combing your fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes before licking his lips relishing the feeling of your touch.

"I need to tell you just how deeply my heart bleeds for you." Jeongguk whispers, grabbing at your knees. His doe eyes staring into yours as he rubs small circles into your skin.

"I know how much you love me silly." You tell him before kissing his forehead. Jeongguk smiles kindly before shaking his head.

"I don't think you do. You see, I love you so much that I would die right now if it meant you could get everything you want." You tilt your head at the seriousness of his voice.

"Whatever our souls are made of yours and mine are the same. We are soulmates. You bring the deepest, the biggest joy to my life I have ever had. You are my reason, my will to live, my everything. It wasn't the same after I met you, you made everything seem unreal, like a movie. You make my heart race and my knees weak. My sun that shines on an everlasting cloudy day. You are beautiful and so perfect-." He clears his throat and the way he looks down at the ground you can tell he is going to cry as his eyes gloss over. He sniffs before looking back up at you, unafraid for you to see the tears he has for you. "-I love you with everything I have and will ever receive. I want you to be confident, and to be happy. To lean on me through all of your distress and your sadness."

A tear rolls down his cheek and you feel your eyes beginning to sting as he says these romantic things to you.

"Aish." He mumbles before chuckling.

"I want a family with you, I want to be unafraid of other people. I want us to be a real family, have children and grandchildren. I want to hold you until my last breath. I want to wake up to you every day for the next 80 years." You giggle as he chuckles before wiping at your own face.

"I want you to want everything with me, no matter what others might say. I care about you and you alone. I love you and you alone." He takes a deep breath before putting his forehead to your knees.

"And I know you want to think about it, you told me you do but I don't want you to have to think about it. I just want you to say yes. Because, I know in my heart we're ready. I know that we will have beautiful children. I want you to be unafraid for me. For us. Be happy and confident that you are mine and mine alone." You take a deep breath as you wipe at your soaked cheeks.

Your tears rolling off of your face onto his hands as you nod. You had this whole conversation with Yuna before. You cried a lot before too, it was all just worries and anxiety you needed to get out of your head.

"I know." You whisper, nodding as you wipe at your face. Jeongguk takes a deep breath before looking back up at you, his nose a cute shade of pink as he dries his face.

"I'm ready. I'm going to try to not be so insecure anymore. It's hard but... But I will try. I know this is something we both want." Jeongguk gives you a small smile before groaning as he stands making you laugh. He sits next to you on the bed grabbing your hands in his.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you too." He leans in to kiss you and you kiss back wrapping your arms around his neck. He hums to you as he falls back onto the bed with you.

"Fuck." He mumbles caressing your bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. His hand finding the back of your dress as he zips it open as you face each other on your sides.

"I stopped taking my birth control." You whisper making Jeongguk take a deep inhale through his nose.

"When?!" He asks excited as he sits up stripping you of your dress.

"After we talked." His eyebrows furrowing at the sight of your almost naked body.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous..." He looks back up at you before getting back on track.

"After we talked? That was three weeks ago. You could be fertile." His bottom lip tucking into his teeth at his own comment. His hands begin to drift lazily over your skin. His hands kneading at the flesh of your thighs before hooking his fingers into the sides of your underwear.

"Let me see my pretty pussy." He mumbles, lust starting to encase his brain. He pulls off your underwear with a small groan.

"Look at that." He mumbles in awe spreading your legs open. You quickly undo your bra and Jeongguk watches as your breasts spill from the cups.

"Oh fuck." He mumbles before palming them. Small moans eliciting from you as he runs his thumbs over your areolas.

"Christ." Jeongguk whispers as he watches your cunt begin to glisten with arousal.

"So horny for me aren't you, babe?" His tongue peaks out only to run a flat lick at your pussy which has you laying back on the bed. His hands kneading at your fleshy thighs as he moans at your sweet taste. The tip of his tongue flicking your swelling clit as you whimper out his name. Jeongguk kneels on the floor worshipping you pussy as he strips himself of his pants and boxers.

"Guk!" You moan loudly as he begins to tease your entrance with his slim fingers.

"Fuck!" He curses against you before entering a finger into you, a lazy low moan rolling off his tongue as you gasp at the pleasure.

"So fucking tight and wet for me." Your thighs begin to press against his head as you close your eyes. The euphoric feeling of your orgasm building, a band within you tightening quickly as Jeongguk adds another finger.

"Show me how much you want my baby inside you. Cum on my fingers, baby girl." You grab fistfuls of his hair as you begin to grind your face on him chasing your high. His chin and cheeks become coated in your arousal as your moans begin to get louder and shorter.

"Guk!" You moan loudly as the band inside of you snaps. His name rolling off of your tongue quickly as you orgasm. Your ears ringing and your vision going white as he eases off watching you with a pleased smile.

"That's my good girl." He whispers before wiping at his face. He pulls his fingers out of you before suckling on them.

"Fuck, you taste so good." He pulls off his white t-shirt before standing up. You frown at the redness of his knees as you sit up.

You eye his large erect cock biting your lip. You grasp his cock in your hand, pumping it slowly watching his pre-cum bead before running over the head. Jeongguk's eyes fluttering shut at the pleasurable feeling.

"Oh shit." He mumbles to himself as you bow your head. He gasps loudly as you swirl your tongue around the head before dipping down.

"Baby! Fuck!" He moans loudly, his eyes on yours as you look up at him fucking his cock into your mouth. Your hands running over his golden ab-ed chest.

"You take my cock so well." His tongue licking at his lips before opening wide as you begin to swallow him to the hilt. Tears spilling over your cheeks as you gag on him. He hums in agreement as you begin to quicken your mouth.

"Jesus Christ! You like sucking my big cock? Like feeling how hard you make me?" You moan against him as he rolls your areolas between his fingertips. Desire beginning to rise within you as he bucks his hips to your mouth.

"Such a good girl letting me fuck this pretty little mouth you have. Oh fuck!" His curses make you whimper as you feel his cock beginning to throb on your tongue.

"Stop." He warns you and you pull off of him as he takes a deep shaky breath. "I'm saving my cum for this tight little pussy." He points up the bed and you push yourself backwards as he knees between your legs.

"You're so beautiful, baby." He leans down kissing you, his thumb and index finger on your chin prying your mouth open for his thumb as he glides the head of his cock through your swollen pussy lips. His pre-cum sticky and warm making you mewl for him.

He prods the head of his cock to your entrance and you both pull away to watch him enter you. A deep groan emitting from Jeongguk as he presses his face into the crook of your neck.

"So fucking needy for my cock and cum." He whispers before licking at your earlobe. You wrap your legs around his waist as he begins to piston himself inside you.

"I have such a fat load of cum for this fertile cunt!" Your head falls back as Jeongguk picks himself up. He presses your knees higher to your chest and a loud moan leaves his throat at how much tighter you get for him in this position.

"You're going to take my baby like a good little girl, aren't you? Let me fill you up with my cum and get pregnant for me." You whimper out at his words.

"Yes! I can't wait to have your baby!" He hums in agreement before putting his head back. A sheen layer of sweat developing on his body as he moans your name. His hands grabbing at your hips as he fucks you up the bed.

"You're so fucking gorgeous. I love you so much." You grab at his biceps.

"I love you too!" He picks his head up only to spit on your pussy before rubbing circles on to your clit.

"Fuck, you feel so good." You could feel his cock beginning to throb within you. Jeongguk grabs your ankles, throwing them over his shoulders as he bulldozes within you with all of his strength. The angle letting the head of his cock brush against your g-spot with every thrust.

"Fuck! Yes! Right there!" You moan loudly as the band within you begins to tighten.

"Such a good girl letting me fuck my baby into you. I can't wait till your belly is filled with my baby." You grip at the comforter underneath you, rose petals crumbling in your fists as your knuckles go white.

"Fuck! I'm-I'm not gonna last." Jeongguk mumbles licking at his lips before biting his bottom lip. The throbbing within you quickens and he gasps quietly.

"I'm cumming! Fuck! Oh babe!" He falls over you bucking his hips harshly as he rubs your clit. His forehead on your breast as he moans quietly. You could feel warm ropes of cum lathering your cunt and it males the band snap within you. Your pleasure reaching the precipice as you moan Jeongguk's name milking his cock of his cum.

"Oh fuck!" He curses as he feels your pussy suck up his cum. Your hands running over his back and neck as your body writhes underneath his in pleasure.

"I love you." He whispers before picking his body up and giving you a gentle kiss. You smile into the kiss as he pulls out of you.

"Lift your hips, keep my cum in there." He groans standing up before pouring you both a glass of champagne. You lift your hips as Jeongguk grabs a pillow easing it underneath your lower body. He hands you the glass before sitting next to you and smiling. You look around the room impressed.

"This was really romantic of you." He wrinkles his nose at you before shaking his head.

"It's the least I can do for the woman I love." You look over at the closet before tilting your head. A large crack in the door making you furrow your eyebrows.

"What happened there?" Jeongguk looks up before taking a sip of his champagne and laughing.

"I was in a hurry to make the room pretty and I broke the fucking door.'" You laugh before closing your eyes.

"Silly." Jeongguk sets down his glass before laying down next to you. "I promise to treat you good for the rest of my life, baby. You and our children."

"Hello? Hayoon-ah. Daddy is talking to you." Jeongguk waves his hand in his three year old daughter's face as she stares at Yoongi.

"She has a crush on him. You aren't getting her attention." You tell him as you enter the practice room. Jeongguk scoffs before walking over to you and kissing you. His hand rubbing at your nine month pregnant belly with a smile.

"I made her and she has more love in her heart for Yoongi hyung then me." You giggle as Yoongi gives Hayoon a gummy smile.

"Hayoon!" You call to her, she looks over quickly before smiling widely.

"Come give daddy a hug, please so he isn't sad anymore." You fold your arms as Jeongguk throws himself on the floor happily as she rushes over. He envelopes her into a hug burying his face in her neck.

"I love you daddy!" He hums in agreement, "I love you too." You put your hand on your aching back which Jimin is quick to point out. Jeongguk looks up quickly before picking Hayoon up.

"Doesn't mommy look beautiful today?" You smile at him as he helps you sit down in a chair. His hand caressing your belly before telling Hayoon to do so.

"Mommy is always pretty!" Jeongguk smiles before kissing your forehead.

"Mommy is always pretty. And confident! Right, mommy?" You hum in agreement as they both rub your belly.

"I'm always confident." And, for the first time in a long time it was the truth. Nothing could break your spirit with Jeongguk and your children around.

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h0esvck · 5 years

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hey could you write a smut drabble about each of the boys being obsessed with your boobs/thighs/ass?? 😚😚😚

I'm going to get this towards chubbier/curvier women since that's how I understand it. Not that skinny/slim women aren't beautiful, it's just us thicc women's time to shine ;)

Namjoon

Namjoon was obsessed with your big breasts and fat ass, he loved the way your ass felt pressed against him, or the way it jiggled when he gave your ass a hard slap. But he most enjoyed when you rode him and your breasts bounced. God, he loved the way your thick thighs wrapped around him and held him close when you were about to cum. He loved the soft way your body gave way to his large hands, you were so soft and Namjoon loved that. "Babe! Stop it!" You giggled when he smacked your ass in the elevator as you went up. "Hmm, how can I when you're so irresistible?" He smiled and kissed you making you giggle and moan against him when gave your ass a tight squeeze. "Guys, we're in here ya know." Hoseok said and Namjoon slowly pulled away slowly you blushing, you two had clearly gotten lost in your own world and forgot Jin, Jimin and Hoseok were present. "Sorry, " you apologized and Namjoon scoffed. "I'm not, " he slapped your ass again and Seokjin snorted.

Seokjin

Seokjin was a foody, he loved food and everything that came with it. And you were the same way. You were curvy and you owned Jin's heart. He liked his meals big and that's exactly what you were. "Jin!" You giggled as he kissed the side of your neck from behind his hands snaking around your frame and squeezing your breasts in his hands as you looked in a large mirror. "Hmm, so soft baby~" he teased kissing you more making you blush. "Do I ever tell you how much I love you boobs baby?" He asked squeezed them a bit tighter making you yelp and ears turn red. "Because I do, I love your chest, and your ass, and I love your thighs around my head when I eat you out." He admitted and you felt like melting into a puddle on the floor. But you were also aroused, "W-well do you want to feel my thighs around your head right now?" Seokjin knew what you were implying and his eyes widened before he blushed. "I'd love that, " he purred into your ear and you involuntarily moaned as tingles ran through your body.

Yoongi

Yoongi wasn't one to care about size, looks or gender, in fact, he really didn't care. It was the person behind it that inspired him and he loved. So when you came into his life, bigger than some people liked Yoongi didn't give a fuck, he was fascinated with your inner beauty despite your beauty on the outside that other people couldn't appreciate like him. Like when you'd bend over and he'd see your ass, he would bite his bottom lip and imagine your perfectly round ass bare as he slowly fucked into you. "God, baby your ass is perfect for me." He said walking over and gripping your ass making you yelp and blush against him. "Really?" You'd ask and he'd hum and kiss your neck. "Yes, I love seeing your ass take my cock so well.." He'd whisper without intentions of making you flustered but it ended up that way. "Yoongi!" You blushed and he chuckled softly. "What, I'm an honest man, " "That you are.... Too honest sometimes..."

Hoseok

You could call Hoseok someone who gets obsessed with their partners because he loved everything about you. Not in a bad way though. He would constantly be complimenting you and groping your body, running his hands down your curves and pleasing you with his fingers whenever you danced too sensually and he lost himself in your curves. "Do I tell you how much I love your thighs wrapped around me squeezing me, baby?" He asked as he thrust inside of you slowly making you moan. You breathed out shakily and he continued. "Do I tell you how much I love your breasts and how they jiggle when I fuck you like this?" He asked speeding up his hips just to demonstrate his point. You yelped and arched your back and Hoseok moaned just watching your body. You were so beautiful, he adored you.

Jimin

Jimin was the type of guy who knew what he wanted. And Jimin knew what he wanted, and just what he liked. He liked your breast, big and round and soft. He loved kissing them and groping them to the point of you whining and asking for him to pay attention to other parts of your body. Well, except when his plump lips were kissing and sucking on your nipples, you never complained then. "Oh baby, I'd so much rather be home sucking on your chest right now." Jimin said and you blushed before smacking his arm making him chuckle and kiss your cheek his and coming up and groping your breast, softly teasing your nipple through your shirt. "Jimin..." You warned and he chuckled kissing your cheek. "Don't worry baby, I'll finish this later."

Taehyung

"Oh yeah, baby girl" Taehyung moaned onto your ear as he fucked you from behind making you whimper feeling his whole length inside of you. "You're so tight and warm baby, and your ass feels so great against me, " he said as he kept a steady pace of thrusting in and out of you making you pant and throb around him. "Gonna- c-cum- eek!" You squeaked and Taehyung chuckled deeply "What was that baby girl?" He smacked your ass and you gasped throwing your head back and Taehyung moaned loudly. "Fuck, I love when you ass jiggles after I smack it red." He smacked your ass again and you yelped before moaning and pressing your ass against him for more. He chuckled and gave you what you wanted, which was fucking you until you came... And hard.

Jungkook

Though Jungkook had thick thighs himself, he adored yours, he loved the way they felt around him. Whether they be around his waist as he pounded your pleasure into you or around his head as he ate you out like you were his last meal. He loved your ass as well, when you'd sit on his lap and unintentionally press against his crotch your ass was just that big. And he loved it to death. He especially loved when you danced or ran and your breasts and ass would jiggle, he'd often find himself biting his bottom as he imagined you riding him and your body moving the same way. "Grind against me baby, crush me with your thighs, " he'd beg softly as he laid between your legs gripping your thighs tightly with his hands as you rode his face. This had you whimpering and cumming faster than before.

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Sacrilege | Masterlist

How do you define religion? Is there not religion in the scorching embers of a lover's kiss? How do you define worship? Could you worship the sight of your naked lover in a chair? Divinity is a measure found in desire, a measure found in the words we say to the idols of our longing. After an eternity lost, we have found seven miracles and seven sins, chapels and rituals built through the act of loving. After an eternity bound to one another, we have found ways to show you that God lives in the sublime infinity of our entwined flesh.

Welcome to Sacrilege! A collaborative exploration by exceptional authors to explore the way romance and lust can corrupt the pure of heart, and the way the ritual of loving is shifts the idols of our worship.

NOTICE: all fics will contain smut, religious iconography, and explicit, sacrilegious, and blasphemous acts of corruption. the authors do not condone or endorse any of the activities that will occur in the stories. do not, under any circumstances, interact or read if under the age of 18 OR the themes of the stories trigger or offend you.

✶ Title: Wretchedly Divine ✶ Author: @jamaisjoons ✶ Pairing: Devil!Namjoon x Saintess!Reader ✶ Genre: angst, smut ✶ Tropes: dark fantasy, demons

✶ Summary: Consecrated by the love of God as his Saintess⏤and born as his favourite, most blessed human⏤you have lived your entire life within the Temple walls; protected under the ever watchful eye of paladins and guided by the ever benevolent counsel of priests from any evil that could corrupt your divinity. At least, that's what the Temple believe. However, what they don't know is, that every time you pray at the shine in the Garden of Eden, you're approached by a sinful creature; the devil himself. You have attempted to avoid the devil for the years since you first met him, not because he was evil incarnate, but because his sweet words and enticing charm tempt even you.

⟶ Corruption Impending

✶ Title: Sin For You ✶ Author: @inkedtae ✶ Pairing: Priest!Jin x Curvy!Reader ✶ Genre: heavy angst, drama, infidelity, smut ✶ Tropes: forbidden love, secret lovers

✶ Summary: Prestige and wealth should be enough. Yet, your soul yearns for comfort and fulfillment. In God, you trust. And, for his humble servant, you thrust.

⟶ Repent for your sins

✶ Title: Whispers in the Mist ✶ Author: @yoonia ✶ Pairing: Ghost!Yoongi x Reader ✶ Genre: angst, mystery, smut ✶ Tropes: ghost au, reincarnation au

✶ Summary: He first came to you through your dream, luring you to find him, only to always wake up with his shadows fading with the rising sunlight. But when you can still feel his presence in the daylight, when you keep finding traces of his existence wherever you look, you start to wonder that perhaps he is more than just an object of your lucid dream.

It doesn't take long for you to understand that what you have been seeing at night are nothing else but your forgotten memories, and he is there to help you unravel every part of it, until you could finally remember who he really was.

⟶ Corruption Impending

✶ Title: Dies Irae ✶ Author: @yeoldontknow ✶ Pairing: Religious Historian!Hoseok x Reader ✶ Genre: fluff, comedy, smut ✶ Tropes: established relationship, corruption kink

✶ Summary: For a religious historian, your fiance is hardly holy. As skilled in bed as he is with a pen on paper, you sometimes wonder which devil decided to live inside him. When you challenge him to a dare - stating he is not allowed to have sex or masturbate for 20 days - you had mostly been joking. When he agrees, always up for a challenge, you don't realize the timeline coincides with your vacation to Italy. By the time you tour Vatican City, it is day 20 - and Hoseok is barely able to cope with himself. You've always found him to be extraordinary, and extraordinarily beautiful - but nothing compares to how beautiful he is when he's sinning.

⟶ Corruption Impending

✶ Title: Religion is in Your Lips ✶ Author: @jeonjcngkook ✶ Pairing: Churchboy!Jimin x Succubus!Reader ✶ Genre: smut ✶ Tropes: corruption kink, catholic guilt

✶ Summary: Jimin loves The Lord and Saviour and would never do anything to jeopardise his religion and beliefs, but there's something about you that he just can’t quite put his finger on. The way you twirl your hair in between your fingers. The way you obnoxiously chew loudly on your strawberry flavoured bubble gum. Or the way you flaunt your body teasingly without a care in the world at who is staring at you. However, recently he’s starting to love the way you feel around him more.

⟶ Corruption Impending

✶ Title: Innocence Lost ✶ Author: @amourtae ✶ Pairing: Incubus King!Tae x Religious!Reader ✶ Genre: angst, fluff, smut ✶ Tropes: best friends to lovers, forbidden love

✶ Summary: Having grown up in an overtly religious household, you hadn’t had much exposure to the world. Your parents made sure to shelter you from all troubles and guide you in every trivial matter. Starting to feel suffocated within your own home, you decide to follow your friends to college in the hopes of finally gaining liberty. Your first taste of freedom comes in the name of Kim Taehyung. A new best friend who oh so easily becomes your lover. And as life starts to define itself as chromatic, your parents soon unravel secrets of the clandestine underworld that your lover originates from. Soon enough, they have you trapped in the very place you always yearned to escape.

⟶ Corruption Impending

✶ Title: The Divine and Dangerous ✶ Author: @kookdiaries ✶ Pairing: Devil!Jungkook x Preacher’s Daughter!Reader ✶ Genre: smut ✶ Tropes: good girl goes bad, infidelity, corruption kink

✶ Summary: After your "I'm going to pray" excuse is nearly exposed, and a quiet plead to the wrong person summons the Devil Himself, you're stuck figuring out how to get rid of Him while also saving your ass. "Satan save me."

⟶ Corruption Impending

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Choco Bun: 7

Choco Syrup

— Summary: When you moved to Korea after finishing college to continue pursuing latte art and baking, the last thing you were expecting was to open up your very own coffee shop under BTS Corp, Korea’s biggest entertainment service company for idols, models, singers, and more. Thanks to your hard work, creativity, and approachable personality you managed to become friendly with some pretty big named individuals as well as up and coming talent. As exciting and fun as it was for you, you slowly began to realize how much your 7 bosses weren’t particularly fond of this, acts of jealousy, pettiness, and aggression poking through in the most unsuspecting of ways. But what could 7 big named dragons want with a little foreign bunny?

HYBRID TYPES: Reader-Bunny Namjoon-Earth Dragon Jin-Water Dragon Yoongi-Moon (Dark) Dragon Hoseok-Sun (Light) Dragon Jimin-Wind Dragon Taehyung-Ice Dragon Jungkook-Fire Dragon

— Pairing: ceo!mythical hybrid!bts x poc!curvy!hybrid!coffee shop owner!reader

— Genre: fluff / poly!au / ceo!au / hybrid!au / mafia!au (if you squint)

— Status: Completed

— Warnings: SMUT….just unfiltered, unedited SMUT....AGAIN, Unprotected sex…please use protection!!!, jealousy, a very poorly written fight scene (lol), fluff, breeding kink

— Word Count: 6.5k

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**AUTHORS NOTE** PLEASE READ!!!!!

CHAPTER 7 IS FINALLY HERE AFTER IDK HOW LONG! The whole chapter is sex…again...but the ending has a cute important part I guess lol… Finally the last few member have been written! Yay! Again please forgive any awkward smut parts, misspellings, and the like. I’m rethinking writing smut scenes from now on tbh because they’re kinda the reason it’s taking so long to get pieces out and to come up with ideas. I will come back and edit properly at some point...maybe. Again, this chapter also doesn’t utilize the actual title…I’ll (also) comeback to figure out how to put it in (maybe...probably). Thanks for waiting so long and being patient. It has become VERY difficult to get writings out. Regardless, please enjoy! :)

P.S. There is only 1 chapter left before Choco Bun is over! Chapter 8 will be the last chapter and it will probably be very short lol.

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“Use your words, love.” Jin whispered into your ear as he bucked his hips into yours.

You mewled loudly, tightening your arms around Jin’s neck as he slowly continued his actions. Your cheeks were on fire and your heartbeat palpitated so loudly you could hear it through your ears. You buried your face in the juncture of his neck out of embarrassment, Jin noticing quickly and laughing unapologetically.

“My love, we're the only ones in the bedroom right now, there’s no need to be so shy.”

“B-But when you..ahhh~ when you say things like that I...ehhhh~ I can’t help it.” you attempted to explain, moaning from each hip thrust.

You knew damn well Jin was doing this on purpose. Every time you tried to talk he would intentionally buck his hips a little bit harder to hear you mewl or stutter. It drove him crazy when he could feel his cock twitch deep in between your folds, especially after each thrust. It only added to the lust evident in his deep blue eyes, him wanting to commit everything before him to memory.

Just as you both were in the middle of your moment, the alarm clock went off, signaling Jin’s current time with you over. He had a meeting scheduled with an important Italian client and could not afford to miss it. He sighed in slight annoyance, reaching over to halt the disruption.

You looked up at him with doe-like eyes, face flushed and lips pouty. Jin stilled for a moment, mesmerized by your beauty, his heart aching at the thought of leaving you here by yourself. No words were shared, almost as if you both were communicating silently.

You smiled sheepishly at the man, boldly lifting your arm to trace gentle touches over his smooth elongated horns. He leaned into your soft touches, enjoying the feel of you brushing against such a sensitive part of him. Eventually, you spoke up, bringing him back to reality.

“Jin, we can always come back to this when you're ready. I'll be here waiting for you.” you said, beaming at him.

He hummed lazily, contemplating for a brief moment before a mischievous grin played upon his plush lips.

“No. I want you here and now. I want to fulfill our moment together before I leave.”

“If that will make you happy, then I’d love to. But...you won’t be late right?” you asked with slight concern.

He shook his head dismissively, caressing your cheek with the palm of his large soft hand.

“No worries love. I’ve been far too eager to make love to you for a while so I don’t think there’s

much to worry about. Just let me make you feel good.”

Your heart skipped a beat, a surge of excitement, eagerness, and love coursing through you. He felt you clench around him, a devious smirk appearing as a result. He placed his lips on yours as he started moving his hips again. Each thrust slowly quickened until he was pounding into your heat at a perfect rhythm. He was on his knees while your hips were up against his, back inclining from the bedspread. He hit deep within you and it felt so good your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“J-Jin~ Ahhhh~ I-I I’m gonna...eh~ I’m about to- Ahhhh!”

“Good baby, go ahead. Cum. Let me feel you tighten around me.” he growled.

Your release hit you hard as Jin continued to ride you out. Eventually his own hips began to stutter and then he slowly began to still, the all too familiar bulge expanding deep within you. It felt so good being knotted by these men, almost like it was a special moment of bonding only shared between you and them. When he was completely expanded, you both stayed in your position for a moment, waiting for it to be released.

“H-Hey, Jin?”

“Hmm?” he said, barely budging from his spot.

“I think we forgot to take into consideration how long your knot will take to release.”

“A little late now.” he said, with a slight chuckle.

You giggled at that, agreeing with his statement. But the melodic noise was cut short when Jin started to hiss. You apologized frantically, forgetting that sudden movements while knotting can be a bit painful for them. 10 minutes had passed and finally his knot exploded, the thick cum being caught in the condom. Unfortunately, you both felt a slight popping, quickly realizing the condom had bursted inside of you. You mewled at how warm it was when it leaked out and touched your walls. Once again, the thought of their semen inside of you makes you soar with joy.

“Shit, sorry babe. These condoms aren't very efficient for knotting.” he apologized.

You shook your head, still lost in the euphoric feeling of his knot still releasing inside of you.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” you admitted.

Jin just smirked at you, caressing your face once more.

“Oh~ Does someone like being filled with our future kin? The thought of breeding makes you happy, huh? What a good little mate you are. So obedient and full of our seed. Is that why you let jhope fuck you raw? So that you could be stuffed with his babies?”

His words started to turn you on but you felt oddly embarrassed too. Your lack of denial was enough to make Jin smile at you, internally admitting how happy that’d make him if you ended up pregnant. However, he realized he could no longer continue teasing you and eventually pulled out. You mewled again, your ears now falling limp from exhaustion. Jin made sure the condom was completely discarded and was about to aid you in cleaning up. However, you gently denied his help, urging him to get going.

“But love, what about you?”

“Mmm~ I’ll be okay. I kinda just want to sit here for a bit. Also, I don't want you to be any more late than you already are. I promise, I’ll be fine.” you said, interlacing your fingers together.

Jin eyed you one last time for confirmation, waiting to see if you’d change your mind. When you didn't, he caved and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“If there’s anything you need, do not hesitate to call any of us. I’d dry up the entire ocean for you.”

You giggled at him, he laughing back at you in return.

“If you were to do that, that’d cause a lot of problems for a lot of people.”

“Yeah, maybe. But for you, anything~!”

You two shared one last laugh before eventually separating. Jin was always good at taking care of you. He was by far one of the more gentle ones, SUGA following shortly after. He practically lived on aftercare so you knew it hurt him when he couldn’t do so this time.

When you finally gained enough motivation to get up, you felt all of Jin’s cum sliding down your thighs. It was weird, almost as if you were peeing on yourself and you weren’t a fan. You immediately waddled to the shower. When you were fully clean, you changed the bedding and got dressed for today. You had the day off but the guys had to still go into work. That meant you had free time all to yourself.

You didn’t really do much however. You felt odd being in such a huge mansion, its vastness felt more lonely than anything else. It was cold and isolating and you’d do just about anything to keep your mind off it. You had spent much of your personal time throughout your life alone and it never really bothered you. However, in moments like this, you admitted that you missed being in the presence of one of the seven loves of your life.

To help keep your mind from roaming into a territory of thoughts that would sour your mood, you made your way to the kitchen. With express permission from the head chef and his staff, you were allowed to experiment with drinks and designs. Luckily for you, you had a plethora of individuals more than willing to taste test for you. This was a tremendous aid to how you were feeling earlier and on top of that you got to bond with many staff members you hadn't met prior.

A few hours had passed and you had received a sudden text message, the vibrations from your phone slightly startling you as you began cleaning up. When you pulled out the small device, you were very surprised to see Jungkook’s name pop up. He had asked if you’d be willing to stop by the gym at the work building and drop off some materials he had left in his room. They were essential for his trainee today and completely forgot to bring them along with. You immediately complied, excited to finally see Jungkook, as you hadn’t really had a chance to interact with him much since the start of the Moon Phasing.

Based on the description in his text, you found the materials and were driven to the work building by none other than Mr. Choi. You talked to one another as usual and departed on friendly terms after he aided in bringing the box into the building and onto a cart. You had a bit of an extra pep to your step, excitement elevating your mood as you were entering somewhere new within the walls of the vast building. You hadn’t actually been to JK’s gym studio before and you felt really eager to bear witness to him working at hand.

As you pushed the cart to the elevator and rode it all the way to the designated floor, you wheeled it out in the hallway where loud clanking and thudding could be heard. It sounded just like the metal scrapping from the heavy weights and the hard thumping from the cushioned mats. No matter where you are, every gym always sounds the same.

No one was stationed at the front desk so you took it upon yourself to head in. As you wheeled the cart a bit further down the hallway, you were exposed to a large window that allowed for people to look into a small section of the gym. This was clearly where all the noise was coming from as this was the weight room and there were several people inside. Some were hybrids and the rest were human. You became a bit hesitant at first, not being able to decipher who any of the individuals were, but you swallowed hard and entered the room anyway.

No one really paid attention to you at first, too absorbed in their own routine. But your scent eventually caught the attention of one of the lingering hybrids. He looked like a wolf of some kind, canine for sure. His ears perked up and his eyes darted towards you immediately. There was a predatory look deep within his yellow irises as he refused to stop staring at you. Your immediate response was to get defensive, your inner rabbit instinctively going into turbo mode at the sight of a threatening being.

The man smirked and licked his lips, eyeing you up and down with no shame evident in his features. Your skin crawled and you felt your blood run cold. You didn’t want to turn your back towards him but you no longer wanted to be trapped in his gaze. You put your head down and maneuvered as best you could to the back of the room where an office lay. He saw you trying to leave and felt the need to follow after you. You noticed this and began panicking, leaving behind the cart in the process for fear of your well being.

You weren’t entirely sure what made you dart in the direction you were going but something inside you screamed that your safety was imminent if you went there, even if the canine hybrid was close on your heels. Thankfully, it didn’t take long to realize why you felt that way as JK was coming out of the room shortly before you reached the doors. He didn’t notice you at first so when you barreled into his toned arms, burying your face into his chest, he was a bit more than taken aback.

“Babe, what's wrong?” he asked, all his focus on you.

You stayed silent and pushed further against his chest instinctively. He could smell the rise in your anxiety and immediately looked up at the lingering figure before him. It was Taewon.

Taewon is a 29 year old Mackenzie Valley Wolf hybrid. He’s tall, muscular, and very strong. His hair is an ashy blonde and his eyes are sharp with a bright yellow color. Because wolf hybrids are just as affected by the moon as dragon hybrids are, Taewon is currently in a state where breeding is a strong innate priority. That being said, unlike most of his kind at his age, his position as an idol has made it hard for him to find a mate without losing a vast majority of his fans. So when he goes too long without sexual activity, his mind tends to single out the most acceptable individual in his sights, one that his inner wolf craves. And that was you.

Many of these facts are solely the reason why JK was allowed to work with him during this time frame. JK, having understood exactly what Taewon is going through, knows how to keep him in check and out of trouble. Many ways to reduce the urges he feels under the influence of the moon is to exercise. What JK wasn’t expecting was for you to walk in with Taewon here. There should’ve been someone waiting out front for you as planned and the fact that there wasn’t, irritated him. But right now, his priorities were elsewhere. They were on you.

“Can I help you with something Taewon?” JK asked calmly.

Though he sounded normal, his eyes told a completely different story. JK made no hesitation in keeping an arm around you tightly, giving clear indication that Taewon was not allowed to come any closer. Most would’ve backed down by now but Taewon was a different story.

The slightly older wolf hybrid just smirked and glazed over the tight grip JK held on you. He chuckled just before scoffing.

“That little bunny yours?” he asked nonchalantly.

“What of it?”

“Didn’t know you were hiding such a tasty little snack. Do your big brothers know about her?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“Hahaha, c’mon man! Someone like that can’t possibly be kept all to yourself. You and your

brothers share everything don’t you? I’m sure you’ve all had a round our two at fucking her

brains out.”

“Taewon. Don’t push it.”

“Hey, no need to get all feisty on me! I was just wondering if I could take a few rounds myself.

Ya know, with the moon fucking up eveything you’d be doing me a real solid letting me have a go at her. I’d even pay you extra.”

“You come anywhere near her and I’ll rip your fucking throat out myself.”

“Oooh~ look at the balls on you! Why so sensitive? It’s not like she’s marked and if she was, it’s not by your dumbass. Therefore, she’s up for grabs.”

At that point JK saw red. His blood was boiling and his heart was racing. He removed you from his arms and punched as hard as he felt appropriate into the jawline of Taewon without it causing serious damage. There was a loud thwack, so loud in fact that the other individuals opposite of your location went quiet and became alert.

Taewon fell hard to the floor with a loud thud. He spit out blood from his mouth, the indication of a bruise already forming in the area JK’s fist made contact with his face. As expected, Taewon didn’t take too kindly to that and was gearing up to retaliate. Luckily, just before he even had a chance, one of Taewon’s managers called out to him, reprimanding the wolf hybrid instantly without so much as an issue.

This man was shorter, bulkier, and resembled a rhino. Which is exactly what he is. You later found out that this was Mr. Woo and that he’s Taewon’s manager. It made sense logically to have someone strong enough to restrain someone like Taewon as his manager. In that moment, you thanked your lucky stars for Mr. Woo’s presence.

The other staff members came rushing over and aided in removing Taewon away from you both. When he was finally out of the immediate vicinity, the remaining staff bowed apologetically to JK and explained they were taking him elsewhere to cool off. JK approved of this and accepted the apology, but there was still a lingering anger deep within his eyes.

When everyone had officially left the gym, JK turned to you, that same anger still evident in his eyes.

Your long rabbit ears flattened as you backed up, your back hitting the wall behind you. JK took no hesitation in trapping you against it, his arms caging around your body. You didn’t realize that you had momentarily stopped breathing due to the tension filled within the air or how quickly you tensed up.

He dipped his head down close to your face and lingered around your neck. No words were shared yet, only a sudden squeak when you felt his tongue dart across your neck. Your reaction encouraged him to continue his actions, opting to suck on the sweet part of your neck more. A hickey was definitely going to form now. Your mewls eventually turned to moans as JK began pushing his hips deeper into yours, a slight friction from his thrusting making you shiver under his touch. You were only in a long sundress and he was in those god forsaken grey sweatpants, both material thin enough for you to feel his hardened member rubbing against your throbbing core.

“J-JK~...”

“Shouldn’t we...g-go somewhere else? S-Somewhere more...ah-ahhhh!”

JK thrusted his hips harder on purpose, forcing you to cease speaking intelligibly.

“What? Somewhere more private? Not today babe. We’re going to do something a bit riskier.”

“What do you mean?” you asked innocently.

JK just chuckled and removed himself from you. He gestured for you to follow, which is exactly what you did. You both made your way over to the other side of the gym, the side that Taewon and his group were at. He stood by one of the weight lifting benches, grabbed a wet wipe, and began cleaning down the area. You watched in slight confusion as he thoroughly cleaned the area. Afterwards he repositioned the bench to where it looked kinda like a slightly reclining chair.

When he was done adjusting it to the position he wanted it, he promptly slid both his sweatpants and boxers down just low enough for his thick cock to spring out. He sat down where both his legs were on either side of the bench and leaned back, eyeing you with a beastial look. Your mouth began to water and you instinctively squeezed your legs together. Your face felt like it was on fire as you tried hard not to stare at his veiny and thick dick. You couldn’t remember if any of the others were as large as JK and something about that made your hormones rage uncontrollably. JK could tell.

He smirked and wanted to play around with you more but knew you all were running out of time. He motioned for you to come to him and you obeyed instantly. He began gliding his hands up your thighs and helped pull your panties down. Afterwards, he hiked your dress up and aided in you standing over him. He guided your hips down where he slowly spread your pussy lips and stuffed you full with his cock, nothing short of a moan coming from you as it happened.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked, waiting for you to become adjusted to him.

You nodded your head, desperately trying to maintain your sanity from this euphoric feeling.

“B-But why are we doing this?” you asked innocently.

JK just laughed, slowly thrusting upwards as you began gripping his shoulders to keep steady.

“This bench is Taewon’s favorite one. He uses it every time he comes here because it’s closer to the windows. A lot of females come down here and he always feels the need to show off and boost his ego. So as punishment for touching you, for touching what isn’t his, I’m going to fuck you into euphoria right here and right now so he can commit to memory who you rightfully belong to.”

JK began to thrust himself more thoroughly into you as you straddled his hips. The way the skin slapping echoed thoughtlessly throughout the room somehow turned you on a bit more. The way your thighs and fluffy tail bounced and jiggled was a beautiful sight to behold in JK’s eyes and he kept his eyes trained on that for quite some time.

“P-Please....please don’t stare..” you whimpered.

“My love, you are so fucking beautiful. All of this...” he said, slapping your ass and gripping it.

“This is the most beautiful creation I’ve ever seen. And I can proudly call all of this mine. All of

you, inside and out, it's all mine and it’s selfish but I don’t care because I love you.”

He kept thrusting, over and over again. You tried to keep up but he got so insanely fast paced that you ended up leaning against him in the peak of his motions. You failed at keeping your voice lowered as the tip of his cock found your sweet spot, ramming it over and over until your release hit. It wasn’t long after that he was reaching his own release and after a few more rounds of thrusting, his pace slowly died down, the all too familiar bulge expanding within you. You didn’t dare to move for fear of hurting him like you did Jin but he had such a tight death grip on you, you weren’t even sure if you could move even if you wanted to.

After some time the bulge finally expelled itself, the warmth filling your insides slowly. JK began petting your head, lulling you into his warmth and comfort in the process. Your face still felt flushed and you were still a bit embarrassed by “this” idea of public display of affection. In that moment you thanked the fact that no one was around and also that JK couldn’t bear witness to it. Speaking of, you both were silent still. It was a comfortable silence but you did ponder if he was ever going to explain himself. You knew why, of course, but you wanted to hear him admit he was jealous.

“I don’t think...I’d ever get enough of you, my love.” he finally said.

You giggled, your face feeling flushed once more.

“You’re so silly. But...I feel...the same way.” you said trailing off shyly.

JK’s chest rumbled against your cheek, a hearty laugh leaving his lips as he squeezed you in a tight embrace. When he released you, he grasped your face in between his large hands and admired your cheeks being squished.

“You’re so cute ya know?” he said laughing, messing with your cheeks further.

“Kookie~!” you whined.

He laughed some more and eventually stopped, this time playing with a lock of your hair and tracing his fingers over your jawline. You looked back up at him, this time with more courage than before. You two became lost in eachother, mesmerized by one another through admiration. At least until there was a slight cough. You both perked up, heads whipping quickly in the direction of the noise.

Standing there in all his glory was none other than Kim Namjoon, or, as everyone was instructed to call him, RM. Your face felt like it was on fire and you desperately tried to cover up the parts of you that were exposed, which wasn’t much really. Regardless, that didn’t stop you from being embarrassed. JK looked more surprised than anything else and waved happily to RM with that cute smile of his. You side eyed him briefly, unsure of how he could be so nonchalant about this. Unfortunately, your thoughts were ripped away from you when you noticed the massive tear in your dress.

“Why am I not surprised by you?” RM asked, directing the question at JK.

“I have a perfectly good explanation for this.” JK stated.

“I’m sure you do.”

RM made a beeline for you, unbuttoning his suit jacket before reaching you. He draped the article of clothing over the torn part of your dress, having noticed it when you did. You silently thanked him while holding an apologetic look. He stroked your cheek in hopes of calming your nerves down, having no ill will towards your previous actions with JK. Though he was a bit irritated with JK for putting you in a vulnerable position, he was far from upset at all, especially with you.

As JK was explaining himself, RM was half listening as he was aiding in removing you. Just as you stood up, all three of you managed to lay your eyes on how JK’s cock slid out of you, a stream of his cum following shortly after. Your face reddened and the other two layed mesmerized by it.

“F-Fuck…” JK mewled, feeling himself get turned on again.

You instinctively tried to cover yourself up and continued to get off on your own. You hadn’t taken notice but RM had stilled, eyes clouded with an unmistakable lust as he tried to maintain self-control. JK caught on and chuckled, even after RM glared at him. When you were done covering yourself up you were met with an invitation to RM’s hand. You took it without question but you were unsure where you were going.

“JK, clean up before anyone sees you. And if you’re going to do something like...this, make sure you don’t put her in an awkward position next time.” RM chastised.

“Hahaha, yeah I got it. Sorry Y/n.”

You smiled and nodded, accepting his apology before following RM out the door. You threw JK one last wave and smile before disappearing, him treasuring it and offering one back at you.

Your walk with RM was oddly and eerily silent. Though he showed numerous times that he was not upset with you, you still felt that something was off. You both made your way all the way to the elevator, up to the top floor, past a few busy workers, and straight into RM’s office. He ensured the door was shut just before securing the lock and then led you towards a room you had never noticed before.

“You have a shower in here?” you asked surprised.

RM just chuckled as he navigated his way to the linen closet to grab some towels and other necessary supplies for the shower. He handed them to you and turned the shower water on. You just watched without question, mesmerized by how gorgeous and huge this bathroom was.

“Go ahead and clean up. I’ll have someone bring in extra clothes for you.” he said, pulling you from thought.

You looked up at him, cocking your head slightly. RM seemed almost fascinated by this and observed with an unexplainable curiosity.

“Won't you be joining me too?” you asked with innocence, unaware of what you were implying.

He’d be lying if he said he wasn't a bit taken aback by this. In fact, he needed a couple of seconds to fully register what it was you just said to him. The elongated pause started to make you worry as it almost seemed as if RM ceased functioning in front of you.

“RM? Are you okay? You don’t have-” you asked, almost concerned.

“I’ll join.” he interjected immediately, cutting you off before you could reclaim your offer.

There was no way in hell he was going to miss out on such an opportunity, especially when you were the one to initiate it. Such occurrences were rare given your shy nature and he wasn’t about to falter on this. What stroked his pride even more was the relieved and almost excited look on your face when he agreed. You were ruining him. Dear god you were ruining him.

You two situated yourselves before entering the shower. RM had noticed how less reserved you were about your naked body being seen by him and for some reason that turned him on even more. Despite that, though, there was still slight hesitation. He could tell you had never done something like this before and you were trying to get out of your comfort zone. You were too cute for your own good.

The hot water felt good hitting both of your bodies, the warmth cascading down your curves and entering the crevices that formed on your figure. RM felt entranced, following the paths the beads of water would make on your skin as they disappeared into your more intimate areas. The blood rushed to his cock, the shaft hardening with each wave of lust that washed over him. It took everything in him to not start taking you from behind. But then you, once again, surprised him with your actions.

You turned around and looked at him, your eyes instantly landing on his fully hardened member. You looked at it hungrily for a brief moment before shying away with a blush staining your cheeks. RM watched you, waiting to see what you were going to do next. You were playing with your fingers, trying to muster as much courage as possible to look him in his eyes and admit what was on your mind.

“Would you...like me to help with that?” you asked somewhat timidly, desperately trying to be brave.

RM raised a brow, a slight smirk appearing.

“Love, are you wanting to give me a blowjob?” he said teasingly.

“Yes.”

The smirk was much more evident this go round. He caressed your face, thumb gracing your soft cheek as he studied your features. His eyes roamed down to your lips, imagining that small mouth of yours wrapped snugly around his cock. He shamelessly fantasized about this very moment more times than he cared to admit, his hand having to be used as a weak substitute for what he truly desired.

“Are you sure you want to?” he offered.

“Yes, I do.”

“Have you done it before with any of the others?”

“N-No. They’re usually the ones who do it to me.”

“Then I’ll guide you. Get on your knees and open your mouth.”

You did as instructed, your face now eye level with his hardened member. He patted your head lovingly before he continued his instructions.

“Take my cock in your hand and lick from the base up to the tip. Make sure to be gentle and slow.”

You grazed your tongue against the veiny underside of his dick, making a slick trail to the tip of his shaft. You managed to keep the same pace, slow and steady, like he had instructed and you were rewarded with his low soft grunts. Hearing him satisfied filled your stomach with butterflies, a sense of pride coursing through you.

“Now, go ahead and pick up a little speed. This time you can put it in your mouth. But be careful of your teeth. It could be uncomfortable or even painful. If possible, try to suck with your lips covering your teeth or your tongue being used as a guard between your teeth and my dick.”

The thought of hurting him inspired you to be extra careful, preferring to use your lips to cover your teeth. As his cock entered your mouth, he couldn’t stop the gasp that came stuttering out. Your pace had quickened and his cock slid in and out with ease. You made sure to utilize your tongue to make it extra wet as he penetrated your mouth with each thrust.

“Baby, you're doing so well. Keep going just like that.” he encouraged.

You became a bit more bold and started deepening his cock inside your mouth. You still kept the same medium pace, making sure to hold a steady rhythm. RM cooed loudly, his moans becoming more evident.

“N-Now, between a few of your deep sucks, switch to shorter bursts. Like rubbing, slapping, or playing with the tip of the head with your tongue or even doing what you did in the beginning. Alternate every so often.”

After deep throating him, you went and started playing with the tip of his cock. Your tongue brushed over the bulbous head a few times before deep throating him some more. Next time you switched to the short bursts, you began rubbing the tip all over your tongue. RM began to shutter, his breath becoming instantly heavy. You were wondering if he was about to cum. You admittedly were having more fun than you had thought, a sense of control over THE Kim Namjoon was more vitalizing than you had expected.

“B-Babe...p-play with my balls too. Twist your hand with each stroke when you suck.”

You took your right hand and began twisting slightly with each stroke as he entered your mouth and you took your left hand and began gently massaging his ball sack, a few pressured squeezes, but not hard enough to hurt him. Sometimes you’d take his balls in your mouth, tonguing and sucking on them before guiding your tongue back up the shaft of his cock. With a combination of all these things, he began thrusting his hips, wanting more friction and giving you the green light to quicken your pace. He was definitely about to cum.

You began deep throating, twisting and rubbing, and massaging his balls at a much faster pace, faster than you had done since you started. His fingers tangled themselves in your hair as he tugged you closer, deepening his cock inside your mouth. His hips began to thrust harder and he was losing control over his sanity. You allowed him to do what he wanted, even if it hurt your scalp a little.

Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Take me you fucking whore. Your mine, all mine. This mouth belongs to me. I’m going to fuck you like the good girl you are.”

Ahh, the dirty talk came back and hearing him say that caused you to moan loudly around him. The sudden introduction to the vibration was enough to send him over the edge, a few more thrusts before his cock began to expand like all the others. You both stayed still for a moment before his cock released his load inside your mouth. It was hot and thick and it made your cheeks expand. When he was done you spit it out, not really a fan of swallowing, but the fact it was there in your mouth drove you crazy. Kim Namjoon just fucked your mouth and released his load inside of it. How many people could say that? And for some reason that was enough to give you a high, a euphoric expression staining your face.

“Sh-shit! That was so fucking good.”

His voice was deep and rough, it made your heart skip a beat.

“So...I did well?” you asked shyly.

RM perked up, immediately helping you up off your knees (which were sore), and on to the seated area inside the shower. He placed you in his lap and nuzzled your neck.

“That is a complete understatement. You're such a fast learner and you did fantastic. Thank you. Did I hurt you?” he asked.

You smiled warmly and shook your head.

“I was perfectly fine.” you responded, feeling happy from his praise.

You two sat there for a brief moment, the comfortable silence blanketing you all and the water and steam soothing your bodies.

“Y/n?” RM suddenly said.

“Hmm?”

“May I mark you?”

Your eyes widened. You let it sink in what he was asking you. This mark means more than what humans could ever understand. It, in many ways, exceeds the bonds of marriage. What he is asking you is to be his, to be theirs. Permanently as their mate. Your heart was filled with so many emotions that you didn’t realize you were crying. RM did and stroked some of the tears off your cheek. He could tell you were happy and waited patiently to hear your answer.

“A-Are you...are you sure? What about the others?” you asked for much more needed confirmation.

RM chuckled slightly, still a bit high from your guy’s previous actions. He placed his forehead against yours and ensured your eyes met and stayed locked on one another.

“They’ve been asking for months. They’ve wanted to mark you so badly, to have you finally be ours. But we all just wanted to see for ourselves that you could handle...you could still love all of us, even this part of us.” he admitted.

You wanted to hit all of them so badly. You wanted to scream at them for honestly fearing that you could stop loving them over the good, bad, and mundane parts of them. But you also knew better than anyone the fear of it all because you were no different. And that’s probably why you go out of your way every time to give them each a little extra love and care when you can, even when it's not necessary or needed. You don’t want any of them feeling that you aren’t loving them enough. You don't want any of them feeling they don't deserve it.

“I don’t care how many times I have to remind you all that I will always love you. You’d have to do something completely fucking horrible to get me to stop loving you all. This,” you said pointing to his long horns and his glowing green eyes.

“This is so minor. I don’t want to diminish your worries but I swear on my life that this is so minor compared to what could be.”

RM smiled lovingly at you.

“Does that mean it’s a yes then?” he asked for clarification.

“Of course it is. It’s a yes for all 7 of you.”

RM kissed your forehead before moving his face back to your neck. He licked the area of his desire before sinking his teeth into your flesh. At first, it hurt a lot. But gradually the pain was replaced with something you couldn’t even fathom trying to describe. An emotion so complex, you would need a culmination of various words and their definitions to try to scratch the surface of explaining it. Your stomach tickled, your heart fluttered, and face was on fire. You didn’t even realize when RM had slipped his cock inside of you, the need to connect so intimately almost primal during such a moment. He began thrusting inside of you, fulfilling your newly birthed bond before you two shared your orgasms together.

The thought of doing this with 6 other men whom you care for so deeply filled you with a love you’d never thought you’d ever get to have. A love your imagination couldn’t even muster.

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