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blue-and-grey-army · 1 year

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2. Fuzzy

Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut

Warnings: BTS x reader, very subby reader, innocent reader, power play, eventual smut, sexual and non sexual domination, a lot of skinship (but like lots) excessive pet names, sexism, anxiety, insecurities, possessive behavior, maybe BTS x BTS etc..

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“You can…what?” Namjoon kept pressing you, as his hold on your hair relaxed a tiny bit, enjoying the way your eyes were softly glazing over and your lips were slightly open. What a little treat you were.

“I…I can, sir” you whispered softly, completely relaxed and somehow comfortable with the way his grip remained grounding you. You almost forgot what were you nervous about. Why were you worrying so much, if they are all so nice and seemed to have this magic power over you?

You just wanted to obey. To follow each and every one of his words until he would tell you otherwise. You wanted for him to think you were good, to be proud of you. Was it his voice? Or the way he formulated his sentences?

The truth is the boys had been keeping their eyes on you ever since they met you that first time a couple weeks ago. Much discreetly, so you wouldn’t notice, but they were still there, spending way more time on the little cafeteria just watching your everyday routine. Namjoon and Hoseok had decided to wait, wanting to meet the little treat the boys were talking so much about in person. But the other were always there watching you work. The way you were so respectful and obedient, making sure you followed your managers orders perfectly, practically melting when you were given some approval or attention. It was as if you were craving for it. Always willing to please.

And the praise…

They could see right through you. How you would get all flustered and shy and when you were praised, but they could see how much you enjoyed it. How you were so terribly eager to do things right and get a gentle head pat from your nice coworker or the way she would coo at you when you were good. And the way you would melt, with a cute little blush decorating your face and a hazy look. Oh, you were so perfect for them, and you weren’t even aware of all the potential you had to be their cute little sub!

But they also noticed the way you would get so focused on your tasks that you would forget to eat. You had to be constantly reminded of your break times. Your hair would always fall out of place and you had to be redoing your messy bun many times through the day. They barely saw you seeping a tiny bit of water in a whole day.

And of course they couldn’t take that. Thats why you were here.

Namjoon’s firm stare softened at you as his lips curved into a smirk, as he chuckled softly and Jin had to hold a moan from escaping his lips. You were already addressing them by titles? Oh, you would truly be so fun…All the boys were completely entrapped looking at you and your reactions. They knew you liked the way Namjoon was practically manhandling you. How you were so so relaxed and calm, in comparison to when you entered the room. And the most observants of them could see how you were thighs were slightly clenched, showing you were actually as affected as them.

“I meant for you to say what were you able to do, but I guess that works too” Namjoon chuckled and left your hair, but kept a firm hold on your shoulder to make sure you didn’t forget his words and presence. And you were not planning on it. “Why don’t we sit, so we can talk more comfortably?”

You nodded softly as he started to guide you towards the big couch. You were about to lower your gaze, but stopped yourself immediately. You didn’t want him to be disappointed of you so soon! You held your head high, looking at the taller male, and before you could notice you were already sitting with him on your side. Jimin was quicker than the rest and, with a cocky smile, he sat beside you. Way closer than it would have remained professional, but you didn’t really care at this point. You were more worried about the seven pair of eyes that seemed too interested in you.

“Oh dear, what is this?” Jimin was now holding your hand, were there was a small bandage you had improvised that morning before your manager had came bearing the news.

“I-it’s nothing! I just got a small cut while I was…” you tried getting your hand away from his grip, in hopes to hide the ugly bandages that was stained with coffee, but his fingers only tightened around your wrist and your breathing hitched “I was…umm…I was…”

“You were what?” Taehyung’s deep voice sent chills down your spine, as your eyes moved to him, nervously. “What was so important for you to ruin that pretty skin of yours? Go on, answer”

Ruining your skin was his job…

“I was just slicing some chocolate and I cut through my nail, it’s not too bad…Mgh!” A moan went right out of your lips as Jimin started unwrapping the bandage and the pain surprised you.

The room froze all because of that small little sound that came out of you. Jungkook could feel the crotch of his pants tightening as hundreds of images started going across his mind. You, wearing some pretty lingerie that would be already ruined because of how wet he would make you with just his words and…he needed to stop before his wood was unbearable. And the other boys were in pretty similar situations. And you weren’t making things specially easier, because you started stuttering and apologizing nervously.

“What are you apologizing for, pretty? If it hurts, is normal for you to express yourself!” Jin’s hands were now resting on your thighs as he was kneeling in front of you, and he held the smile that started tucking his lips as he felt your muscles tense under his touch. “Keep going Jimin, we need to change that bandage as soon as possible. I would hate for your wound to get infected under our care…”

“That’s really not necessary! I can change it when I get home!” You tried to disuade him, also making your biggest effort to hide the way his hands on your legs were affecting you. They were resting on your mid thighs, palms hot even against the fabric of your pants, but something deep and warm inside your belly wanted them to go higher.

“Oh really? Do you have the right supplies for it on your home?” Yoongi asked you with a raised brow and his cat eyes staring at you almost made you faint, cheeks flushed.

“I…No, I don’t, b-but I have to go buy them anyway, since my landlord didn’t give me a first aid kit! I just keep forgetting…” you started rambling more to yourself than to them, but they heard you clearly, and they didn’t like it.

Jin’s hands gripped your thighs firmly, and you yelped. His hands only tightened at your reaction, and he manhandled you until your legs were open. Your eyes widened and you tried to free yourself and stop him, but his hands clasped your thighs in place, his eyes turning harder and staring at you so intensely you thought he was reading your mind. “Open them”

“B-but…”

“If I have to repeat myself, I swear you will regret being such a bad girl” his voice was a small whisper, but it made you want to drop to your knees for him “Now be good, and open your legs.”

You obeyed slowly, opening your legs for him. But your speed didn’t seem to satisfy him, because he pushed your legs open with a swift movement and got himself between them, only a few centimeters separating your faces. His hand got closer to your face, and his thumb freed your lip from your teeth. You didn’t even realize you were biting it, until his finger swiped softly against your flesh, pulling it softly with his nail.

Why did you want to suck it?

“What a pretty pair of lips you have, huh? Too pretty to have you chewing on them…” his words, his touch, it was all sending you into a cloud like state. You felt just so safe and warm.

So fuzzy…

“Pretty indeed…now, why don’t you just let Jiminnie take care of that wound while our Hyung keeps you distracted?” You barely register Hoseok’s voice, and they seem to notice it.

Were you already entering subspace? That idea made them happy.

“And you better not hide those sounds…it would not be good to keep the pain all bottled up, would it, cute thing?”

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kanmom51 · 3 months

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I have always wondered why JM Stans hates JK. I have seen posts about how JK is being the Company's favorite and that Scooter is trying to use JK to out sell JM. I don't believe it but I do want your opinions on this. I know you will probably say that's a very stupid thing to ask for but I see it a lot and I wonder why they keep saying that JK and V are the companies favorites. And also do you think the company didn't actively promote JM? This Fandom has finally twisted things around. I just need to know your thoughts on this matter. Thanks

Hey love.

Ok, where do we start?

Maybe from the end.

It being that it does feel at times that JM gets the raw deal from the company. If it's intentional or just because he's too nice and doesn't speak up enough I don't know. But this has been going on for years. The way the promotions for Face were handled, the way his name or photo somehow seem to disappear at times from official sites. For example the official BTS US store had all the members apart from JM in the index.

The issue has been since fixed, but it took angry JM stans posting and sending messages and emails to the company to notice it and make it happen.

Or, another example is JM's Like crazy Korean and English version streams being counted separately by Spotify.

Little things that make you ask "why him?" or more so "why is it always happening with him?"

Now, it's not that Jin has been forgotten at times as well (being cropped out of group photos at times). Somehow it's always those two, but with JM it's way more frequent and feels off.

Saying that, I do feel that some JM solos tend to make JM out as a constant victim (perhaps part of allowing them to be his saviors). While doing that they are constantly making comparisons with the others and while doing so also try to tear the others down.

I think this is part of the issue with solos. Forgetting that these 7 men are part of one band. A band they ALL want to be part of. Something they have said multiple times in the past and recently as well. 7 men that love each other (not to mention the elephant - cough couple cough - in the room).

It's more than ok to have a preference. A member you feel you like more or feel more connected to. It's a different matter to call yourself a fan of a single member elevating him by tearing down the others and constantly calling for said member to ditch the others and go solo. Spewing hate at the other members in that person's name, supposedly for him. Obviously you are not a fan of BTS when you do that, but more so you are not a true fan of said member who loves the others you constantly attack and wants to stay with them as a group, as he constantly and repeatedly tells us all.

Like the whole comparison made between JM's promotions and JK's (two totally different stories, different artists' objectives, different markets). And let me be clear here. I am not saying it felt like JM's success, which was, I feel, unexpected, was downplayed or not properly formally and publicly recognized. At the time it certainly felt that way. What we don't know is what JM's feelings were on the matter. Did he want it that way or was it a company decision? I know how it looks, but at times we need to understand that there are so many undercurrents and we don't get to see most of what's under the water. We only see what's shared or not shared with us, by the powers at be's decision. For example: Later on, in his documentary we saw that JM did get a cake for the #1 billboard achievement. So was it his choice not to post a pic? At the same time we saw his success, again, kind of being downplayed in articles, in BPD's interview, so this is one of those things I am leaving with a big question mark. Was he given the well deserved acknowledgement (even if not publicly)? Was it downplayed from the start, even towards him? And if so, why?

That being said, attacking JK, writing hateful posts about him, his looks, his artistry, his character not only would not make a damn difference as to how JM is being treated by the company but goes against everything that JM is and everything that JM feels towards JK.

Same issue, btw, with all solos. JK solos and the hate towards JM, the person JK loves the most in this world.

Do you see what I mean?

That was a little long winded, lol.

So, I do take issue with the need to cut down at another members success only to lift JM's up (he don't need no lifting, he's bloody amazing). I can assure you that is something he personally would not want, being the beautiful soul that he is, he wants the others to succeed and is not in competition with them.

I also hated this need to cut down JK even before his music came out, during JK's promotions, when he was choosing to mirror JM, a clear friggin calculated choice with a clear friggin purpose, by calling him lazy and a copy cat.

First of all you could see, if only you had eyes and kept them open, how throughout ALL of his promotions JK was mirroring JM. It was with similar outfits (even using the same exact black leather pants). It was with wearing the top part of an outfit to which JM wore the bottom part in his promotions. It was with his hair style and colour choices and references to JM's album. Anyway, point being once again that attacking another member does nothing to help lift JM up.

I always find it funny that JM solos hate JK so much.

The person that JM loves more than anyone else, and who loves JM more than they could ever.

The person who knows JM more than they could ever.

The person that JM chose to spend the 18 months of his army service with together, 24/7!! This was not forced on either of them. This was their choice.

Could it be jealousy perhaps? You know, JK gets to get JM and they don't.

Or perhaps this need to be the savior - poor JM needs them to save him from the big bad JK and the big bad company.

p.s. - maybe, just maybe, if indeed JM is being targeted by someone in the company, that's the issue that someone has with him. The fact that he will always come first for JK. The fact that because of him they can't control JK. Well, JK is not someone easy to control, but a. with JM in the picture some of his priorities are different (like wanting to spend time with him, like wanting to go public with their relationship) or perhaps the effect JM has had on JK, being his catalyst (JK's words) and all; and b. Outright homophobia. JK is the golden goose and he is in a long term relationship with a man, a bandmate. It makes life much harder for those that would rather milk the badboy hetero fuckboy image to the limit when said person wants to be accepted for his true self...

Well, that was definitely me digressing from your questions. Oopsy.

Bottom line:

Something kind of feels off with how things seem to go with JM and official content at times over the years (that includes photos, sites, spotify etc.) including his solo promotions.

That said, the comparison with other members, in my opinion, is unjustifiable. Because first and utmost they wouldn't want their fans to be comparing them. They all put themselves out there for their fans and all heartedly supported each other on that journey. Every single one of them had a different kind of solo debut. This is about different music genres, collabs or not, writing their own music or not, promoting out side of Korea or not, even down to the language of the songs. And with this also comes the different kind of promotions. Music shows or live/recorded performances for army, in bigger or smaller venues or even a tour, like Yoongi did.

The comparison with JK is just unfair to both of them. Especially given the very special relationship those two have. Both being the other's biggest fan and supporter.

That aside, the two went on two very different journeys. JM went on a personal journey releasing his first album taking part fully in it's creation, it being a very personal story he was telling us. JK, on the other hand, for whatever reasons (some of which he told us some of which he most likely didn't) decided to go with songs written by others, choosing to challenge himself with singing in English, and new genres and vocals. The choice for an album in English could very much have been pushed by the powers of be, and I do not want to go into the discussion of just how much influence SB has or not, other than say that Bang PD, a very smart and savvy man, knows his way around the music industry and business worlds and has much more influence on JK than anyone else, and that JK is a grown ass man and has told us on more than one occasion that he tends to make decisions for himself, even if at times they might not be the right ones, he goes with his gut. JK also told us he wants to be a huge superstar and singing in English, what can you do, opens up the US and other markets for him in a way that singing in Korean wouldn't.

But even putting that aside people seem to forget that from the get go JK was always the Golden maknae, the one that not only the company saw as their golden goose, but also all other members put on a pedestal. Not saying that's right. Not saying that's fair. But it is what it is. The company is a money making business. And now that BH are under Hybe, although they have autonomy (mostly) on the music, the costs and promotions, they don't have free reign over. And if it's about money making and profits, at times these will be the guidelines as to into what and where the money goes as far as promoting an artist. Let me be clear here. I'm talking here about costs and profits as in how much hard cash was put into a member's promotion over another's. This here isn't about other shit that's happened, such as no public acknowledgement or counting streams of different versions of the same song together or separately. That is another issue. What I'm trying to say here is that the starting point was and never will be the same also due to financial decision making.

Ok, so I think that maybe I've made more of a mess here than anything else, lol.

My bottom line is that even if I feel that JM is being wronged by the company in one way or another (and this goes for any member that might be wronged as well), I would never turn on another member and blame them for it nor would I compare between them. You can like or dislike the music each and every one of them released. That's fair enough and makes sense too. But belittling a member just to try and lift up the other one, that is just wrong in my books.

#ask

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myg-butterfly · 9 months

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Nothing New (TEASER)

Idol!Bts x Choreographer!Reader

Hurt/Comfort, ANGST, Eventual Fluff, Jealousy, and Insecurities

Release Date: TBA

A/N: Hi guys! This one has been in the works for a WHILE, I keep getting stuck in certain parts, but I'll be done soon! For now, here is the little preview I posted about like a week ago. I hope you enjoy! Kissies and huggies!

Finally, a long-awaited date with all of you. The boys were filled with energy, talking and joking on the ride there, and you felt your heart growing lighter: you still had them.

They even helped you get off the car with all the gentleness in the world, helped you get in your seat and made sure you were completely comfortable.

The lightness quickly weighed down into something much heavier when you saw Joanna walk in and make her way to the table.

And the weight felt like it had been dropped to you feet when the guys scooted to make space for her, Namjoon even standing up to hug her and letting her sit first so she'd be in between him and Jungkook.

How long has it been since they hugged you with such happiness?

"Oh my god, Y/N, hi! The boys didn't tell me you would be here."

Something about the way she said "the boys" made your hands itch, almost as much as your throat itched to say 'likewise'.

"Welp. I'm here. Haha."

Dinner wasn't fun, to say the least.

Joanna was blatantly saying shit to embarrass you the entire time, and it even worse, your boyfriends seemed to be soaking up her every word, laughing whenever she pointed out something embarrassing about you when she knew you in high school.

"Yeah! And when we choreographed together, she would always forget her parts." She lets out a giggle and Hoseok laughs too: what's so funny?

"It was only once or twice." You groan, mostly to yourself, but Joanna hears it.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

Everyone laughs at her words again and suddenly, you start to think that staying home was the better option.

"I've always said she has the memory of a goldfish. Sometimes it felt like I was doing all the work because i constantly had to step in and help when Y/N froze up."

She turns to you to ask her next question:

"How are you doing now that I haven't been here to clean up after you? Are you making Jimin do it?" She laughs and nudges Jimin, who's sitting next to her, on the shoulder, and he happily shoves back with a bright smile on her face.

"I'm fine, it's rare that I forget stuff lately."

She gasps in a dramatic manner - you wish she would just disappear already.

"You? Not wasting time in rehearsal? Because you forgot? That's unheard of!"

You hate the way pretty much all of the guys laugh at her words: they know how much work you've put into being a good choreographer. Why were they laughing at you?

Suddenly, you feel the person next to you pressing up closer against you: Seokjin.

You look at him and he has a soft smile on his face, but not towards Joanna; his entire focus is on you.

"You have a really good memory darling. We can tell you've worked on it." The knot in your stomach softens its grip after hearing Seokjin's words, and for the first time since you got here, your smile is genuine.

"Anyways, how'd you injure yourself?"

"Oh, we were doing some cardio and I tripped. Fell at an awkward angle and it twisted my leg. Haha."

Joanna laughs a little too hard at this.

"I've always also said that for a supposed dancer you sure are clumsy as hell."

Some of the guys giggle at her comment, and you look down at your lap: why were they laughing at you?

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Seokjin sit up a little straighter, and you suspect he's gonna say something.

"Supposed dancer?" He raised a brow and to most people, it would've seemed like he was just egging onto the joke, but you and the rest of the table could tell that there was a serious undertone to his question.

It was no secret in your relationship with the guys that Seokjin had a specific soft spot for you – in a relationship as big as yours, its bound that all of you will have your weak spots for one another: Jungkook and Namjoon, Jimin and Taehyung, Hoseok and Yoongi, you and Seokjin.

So you were more than relieved when he met your gaze; he knew you were uncomfortable.

And as everyone knows, he's not one to stay quiet.

"I just mean it's surprising that for someone so clumsy she went into the professional world where coordination is crucial."

Jungkook uses this point to tease Namjoon, and thankfully the attention is taken off of you. You catch Seokjin's stare again and this time it's accompanied with an apologetic smile and him reaching out his hand to hold yours.

As your hands meet on top of the table, you seem to be the only one who notices the look Joanna sends you at the display of affection.

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#bts #bts fic #bts fluff #bts x reader #bts fanfic #bts au #bts imagines #bts angst #bts ff #bts comfort #bts hurt/comfort #bts poly #bts ot7 x reader #bts reactions #bts x y/n #bts x you

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iamatinydinosaur · 5 months

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🐾Branch🐾

I like you

Branch was in his bunker, spring cleaning. Ever since he got his colors back he's been a lot happier. However, they haven't gone back to his true colors. But at least he got some of it back, because of you. Ever since your dance together he couldn't stop thinking about you. In the song he said I. LOVE. YOU! Then why hasn't anything changed? That's because you thought he only meant it in a friend way.

After the Bergen incident you started to develop feelings for Branch. The fact that you colors came back because of him made you realize. Yep you like him.

You were walking to the entrance of his bunker. "Branch!" You shouted. Branch heard you and ran to let you in. He climbed out his bunker. "What are you doing here? I told you I was spring cleaning today." Branch said. You held up a bucket with cleaning stuff. "Can't I help?" You pouted. Branch smiled taking your hand. "Of course."

Before long, you two were cleaning together in a comfortable silence. You two don't have to talk all the time, you just love being in each other presence. That's one of the things Branch loves about you. All the other Trolls talk his ears off, but you respect his boundaries. You're so considerate of him. Giving him space when he needs it, you push him little by little to be more social so he isn't so isolated, you make sure he eats because when he's focused of things he tends to forget about it and you always ask him to show you how to build stuff.

Ever since he found out how much he likes you he's been super nervous around you. He wants to tell you how he feels. He starts off with confessing but then changes it at the last minute. The last time went along. "I really like you....r bread can you bake some?" You started to get suspicious cause they always start off with "I like you" and then he turns it to your.

"Branch can you help me, I can't reach to dust." Branch turned around chuckling. You were on tiptoes on one foot, one leg in the air and at your highest reach trying to dust in the top corner. He walked over and gave you a boost, you sat on his shoulders and go the last cobwebs in the room. "Got them." You stated. Branch was about to set you down but lost his footing. You gripped his head as you started to fall forward (I dunno if any of you have watched Haikyu but I imagine it would look like this. 😂😂)

Branch managed to maneuver your bodies. He did a little turn so you fell on him. All the cleaning supplies were scattered around the room, creating a huge mess. You and Branch were staring into each other's eyes. Branch went bright red. "I'm so sorry!" He was trying to push you off but you weren't having it. He had been beating around the bush for so long. You took him by his jacket and pulled him close. Branch's eyes widened. You had kissed him quickly. "Branch I swear I've been waiting for this for ages. I like you! But you've been beating around the bush for so long!" You exclaimed. Branch look astounded. "Wait I wanted to make the first move!" Branch groaned lying back down. You pursed your lips together and pouted. Branch peaked at you and noticed your face. Yeah that wasn't the reaction she wanted. Branch took you softly by the back of the head sitting up. You expression softened as you looked up at him. Branch pulled you closer and kissed you.

"I like you too."

A/N: okay here's Branch. I fell asleep halfway through writing this last night, so I thought I'd quickly finish it. The gif I've used at the top. So I'm a massive Kpop stan and Red Velvet was one of the groups that got me into kpop. Along with BTS and Twice. The fact we got to see red velvet in it and Branch dancing to Russian Roulette sends me high!!!! Russian roulette is Soo good live!!! I saw them at a kpop festival last year they were so good.

So I'm leaving for my family's soon so that's my last piece of work for the next few days as I'll be spending a lot of time with them. When I'm back I have two requests I'll be working on.

I hope you all have a lovely Christmas!!!

#trolls band together #brozone #branch x reader #branch trolls

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mrs-monaghan · 1 year

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Hi. I was thinking about something, i don't know if others have already thought about it. It's about the "taekook subunit" a lot tkkers have been pushing since ages (not gonna lie I would like a VJK subunit, or a song). They said their voices are great together, that they are the most powerful duo etc. But why do I have the feeling that if Taennie for example is confirmed they wouldn't care less about it.

Forget about the vermin. Of course if V confirms his rlship they will dip. Some already did after Paris. Whatever. Fuck them.

What i wanna talk about is that one comment. Taekook Most powerful duo? Are they high?? I know they hate Jimin but they're not the only people who sleep on Jimin. There is a difference between most popular duo and most powerful duo. Are Tkk the most popular members? Sure. Most followers, most views on fancams, yeah, sure. But are they the most powerful duo? Umm... no they're fucking not!

(Mind you, people didn't start getting obsessed with fancams until one of Jimin's fancams got millions of views. Then it became a thing in kpop to want your fav to have the most fancam views)

The most powerful duo is Jimin and Jungkook. End of. And this ain't me being biased. The numbers don't fucking lie. I show that here.

It's the fact that FACE has done nothing but show us the power of Park Jimin and people still be here acting like he ain't a motherfucking king. First of all, let's not sit here and pretend that BTS's popularity wasn't boosted by the fact that they have a Jimin. Alright?

People always getting pressed and trying to ot7 this saying PJMs are acting like solos. That all members are the reason BTS are BTS. Yes, all members bring something to the table but guess what? All kpop groups can sing and dance and most can also write their own music. It takes talent and effort but guess what, it's not unique.

You know what's unique? This.

And This.

And definitely This.

You can sit and deny Jimin has the IT factor but even the members will disagree with you. Even they know the value of Jimin and what he has done for the group.

JK during black swan acknowledging just how lucky they were to have Jimin, a member who studied modern dance in their corner. No one is making this shit up. BST Jimin will always be a Legend

People talking about how Jimin isn't popular worldwide when he's known as the Naruto of Kpop. I know nothing about Anime but I know or the name Naruto. That's the Jimin impact.

When BTS debuted Jimin was the most popular member btw. Go watch their early interviews and see how many fans wanna talk to Jimin when they call. He was the most popular member, easy.

Yeah, JK is the most popular BTS member currently but so is Jimin. We need someone to take a new consensus fr fr coz Jimin pulls numbersssssss.

Shit, why you think haters go so hard on him? They see it. They know it. Park Jimin is IT.

Fullstop.

Oh! One more thing if a JK solo sees this. Y'all need to understand something. Jimin doesn't NEED JK. He was doing perfectly fine on his own, way before JK started reacting to Jimin's FACE related shit. He was already breaking records. He was already everywhere with none BTS kpop fans reacting to Set Me Free left right and centre. So no, Jimin does not need Jungkook.

I don’t celebrate JK promoting Jimin because I think he needs the push. I celebrate it because I know they're together and I'm a Jikooker. So I think JK is being a really sweet boyfriend doing this even if he doesn't need to. He knows he doesn't need to. It's not the first time he's done something for Jimin even though he didn't need to.

So don't get it twisted; its well and good that JK is promoting Jimin but Mimi don't need it. This is just what people who love eo do, they're there for eo.

Okay. Now I'm done.

Bonus.

#park motherfucking jimin #motherfucking park jimin #the park jimin #park jimin #jimin #bts #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #jimin and Jungkook #jimin is king

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moni-logues · 1 year

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BTS on International Women*'s Day!

This is a silly little thing I wrote last year and, here we are again! So here we are again lmao. It's silly, it's nonsense, please don't take this too seriously 😅

BTS x woman* reader

Jin He’s thought about this quite a lot. He wants to acknowledge it because it’s important to, but at the same time, he doesn't want it to come across like an empty gesture. He thinks he treats you equally, respectfully, all the time (as he should!) so would it really be meaningful to ‘celebrate’ this day? In the end, he leaves it up to you: he asks if you want him to do something and what it might be. You haven’t really thought about it, to be honest; you ask him to cook you dinner, which he would’ve done anyway because you don’t like cooking and he does.

Yoongi He wants to spend the day with his face in your pussy is what he wants to do. Unfortunately, jobs exist. So he goes downtown to start the day and eagerly awaits the time when you are both back from work so he can go there again. Wants you to come more times than you can count and then when you’re immobilised and dazed, he’ll bring you dinner in bed.

Hoseok Buys you something sweet and accepts it graciously when you explain that maybe needless consumerism isn’t the best present on this of all days. You tell him that you really appreciate him doing something to acknowledge the day anyway. Since his first gesture didn’t go down the way he hoped, he gives you another: improvised strip tease and the most devoted dicking down you’ve ever had. You find out later that he also donated a significant sum to a women’s charity that you support.

Namjoon He’s been planning for this, actually. Gets tickets to a lecture or an exhibition or theatre show or something relevant. He also looks into the company’s gender policies and asks your opinion (should he take it further? Ask the women in the company? Do something else?); prepares an evening where everything is taken care of and you don’t have to do anything.

Jimin Mr People Pleaser wants to please you all day. Breakfast in bed, helps you get ready, takes you to work with a packed lunch he prepared himself, picks you up from work and takes you home, massages your feet, hands you wine, wants to hand-feed you dinner (at which you draw the line). Does it all laughing at his over-indulgence and knows he’s being silly, but wants you to know that he also takes it seriously, so asks you to give him advice on a cause he can support or donate to.

Taehyung He’s thought about it and decided that he will do any and every chore that needs doing on this day, but doesn't realise that there's very little that needs doing because you've already done it all; he also thinks about just how much of the housework and chores he usually does and decides he’ll monitor it going forward to see if he could be pulling his weight more in general (forgets this as soon as the clock hits midnight on the 9th!).

Jungkook Thinks about it a lot. Takes advice. Thinks about it some more. Struggles with wanting to show his appreciation without wanting to make too much of a fuss. Ums and ahs for so long that he’s sort of left it too late to do anything special. Decides he’ll just agree to do anything and everything you want -- as if the good little boy doesn't do that every day anyway!

#bts x reader #idrk what to tag this with tbh lmao #bts headcanon #bts on international women's day #mmm repost

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luvdzu · 1 year

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of perilla leaves and shrimp

220513 - - - ♡ eun calls namjoon after watching bts' mbti lab and reminisces the time when namjoon complained about eun peeling shrimp for the members, forgetting that he doesn't eat seafood

a/n why are they so cute and for what?!?? i'm blushing it's not funny because i've been listening to indigo and birthday and sighsfkshdja also i just watched the album film and it gave me a lot of insights on namjoon, imiso excited for the both of them, since it'll be rocky for the next months 😬 sorry not sorry also didn't edit, i was rewatching and thought it was cute how namjoon was okay but when the context changed he was suddenly defensive, especially since he doesn't eat seafood hehehe

He didn't even know the video was uploaded, but exactly 30 minutes after Namjoon's phone rang. Namjoon didn't think less and accepted your phone call. It was normal.

It wasn't until Namjoon heard Eunseo's giggles behind the screen, automatically, his lips twitches in curiosity. "You seem to be having fun, did anything happen?"

As the screen loaded Namjoon greeted her with a bright smile as Eunseo turned the camera towards her face, "Is that why you were sulking on the way home?"

Namjoon raised his brows in confusion, his thoughts contemplating on last week's events if there are things he missed when you two were last together.

"I'm not catching the question love, is there something I did? If so, please tell me."

Namjoon stares at the screen in confusion, but not enough too worry as he sees Eunseo stifling her laughter.

"It's not what you did, it's what I did. Remember when we went out to eat dinner with the members and I peeled shrimp?"

As soon as Eunseo's words hit him, Namjoon became a blushing mess and began to hide his face in the pillows in front of him.

He could hear the sound of laughter making him feel giddy and nervous at the same time, as he slowly remembers the words he said in the debate.

Though most of his statements were edited out by the staff, as the members also reminded him as to what happened, which Eunseo doesn't have to know.

"The members reminded me as well..." Namjoon slowly lifted his head from the pillow, watching Eunseo laugh on his screen.

"I don't like perilla leaf but the shrimp was so funny, when you grumbled about me peeling the members shrimp."

Namjoon groaned underneath his breath, before smiling at the thought of his own actions. Deciding to be smug about it, Namjoon owned up to his feelings during the situation, something he couldn't do back then, from embarrassment.

"Yeah, I was jealous about it, and what?"

Eunseo's laughter ceased as she looked at Namjoon lovingly before smiling at him, "Joon... even though you don't eat shrimp?"

"Even when I don't eat shrimp... Moreso because I don't eat shrimp, it means you're peeling the shrimps for them!" Namjoon confessed the same words he told the members.

Taken aback, Eunseo slowly faced Namjoon and paused the video, curious about his response. "Is there something else you want to say love?"

Eunseo raised her brows as Namjoon shuffled in his seat before looking at her.

"You shouldn't peel their shrimps okay? I will peel them for you whenever we eat, though it would be a waste of shrimp since I'm bad at it, are you willing to let that go at least?"

The call started out as a joke to tease Namjoon yet here he is, professing a vow to peel Eunseo's shrimps everytime she eats them. Though it will be a waste of shrimp, Namjoon can learn.

"I don't know if I'm shocked or happy that you said that, I initially wanted to tease you but why would you make me fall over you again." This time it was Eunseo who hid her face away from the camera.

Namjoon could hear the faint voices of Eunseo's screams muffled by the pillows.

"You're so adorable." Namjoon whispered to himself.

"You can teach me how to peel shrimp, after ten months surely I'll become good at it, so don't peel shrimps anymore okay? I will do it for you, if you want I'll peel the shrimps for the members, I'll do it for you." Namjoon concluded, as he watches her glaring at him.

"I'm sure it'll take time, so why don't we start practicing now?" Eunseo replies, catching Namjoon off guard.

"Is this you way of asking me out on a date? Jung Eunseo, you've gotten so smooth at this, asking me on a date casually. But I agree, the faster I learn, by the next dinner the members have planned with us together, I may have learned a thing or two." Namjoon purses his lips in thought, thinking it's a great idea to start now.

"It's a date then! Why don't you order in various shrimp and I'll come over there and teach you." Eunseo stood up excitedly as she ran to her closet.

"I'll give you time to prepare love, see you later!" Namjoon spoke as he stood up, gathering to prepare for a spontaneous shrimp date.

"Make sure you order something for yourself, it would be unfair if only I get to eat the shrimp we'll peel. I love you." Eunseo pressed her lips into a kiss as she waved goodbye.

"I love you too. Please take care on your way here, don't use your phone when you're driving, love." Namjoon reminds her before ending the call simultaneously.

Standing alone in his own apartment, Namjoon smiles to himself, before sending a message to the group chat.

joon : reply whenever you're free, let's have dinner together 🥢

#red velvet 6th member #red velvet female member #red velvet female addition #red velvet female oc #female kpop addition #female kpop oc #kpop female addition #kpop female oc #kpop female member #female kpop member #rm x oc #namjoon x oc #bts x oc

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lunagirl777 · 8 months

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BTS and y/n meeting

Prompt: You are a huge army and you finally get tickets to a BTS concert where you meet BTS's members

TW: I don't think that there's any trigger warning in this story but let me know if I should add one

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I have been a huge army since they released their first song. Even though I was really young back then , I remember the amazement I felt while listening to it. Just a week ago, me and my bestie bought tickets for their concert. Omg I am so excited! I can't stop thinking about the idea of meeting them in real life.

A week later...

This day finally came! Right now I am standing in front of my closet and trying to pick an outfit for today's concert. I have nothing to wear. I finally decide on the BTS top I have and a pair of jean shorts. I wait for my bestie to come over to my house and go together to the concert.

Me and Jennie entered the concert stadium, both excited and nervous. I couldn't believe I was actually meeting them.

After an hour of waiting in the stadium, BTS finally appeared on the stage looking at the huge crowd. All the armys shouted and then BTS started singing to "boy with love".

Me and my bestie started singing too and tried to get BTS's attention. Sadly all the armies had the same plan and no one noticed us.

The time passed and BTS started singing to the last song of their new album. On the one hand I was happy that the concert had come to an end because after the concert BTS would have their fan meeting and all the armies would have the opportunity to meet and talk to them. On the other hand,I was sad that the concert would end because I knew that I couldn't meet them again.

After the song ended, BTS went backstage to get ready for their fan meeting. Me and my bestie were screaming loudly because we knew that the time we had waited for months finally came and we quickly went to the fan meeting room.

BTS arrived later than we actually expected and looked kinda tired because of the long lasting concert. Me and my bestie waited for our turn and after a few minutes we finally saw them. BTS waved at us and we started talking to the members one to another. Then It was my turn to talk to my bias, jungkook, and I was fascinated about it. Jungkook waved at me and I moved towards him, suddenly I slipped on the wet floor and fell down. Jungkook looked at me worried and surprised he helped me stand up and asked me if I was okay. I was shocked for a little while when I realized what was actually happening. It took me a few seconds to respond and then I said "yes I am fine thank you for helping me". He smiled at me and then said" it was nothing how are you feeling today?"

" I am really excited, I've been waiting for this day for months" I say.

" I see that" he says while laughing

He asks me about my favourite BTS song, my bias, about the time I started stunning them and a lot of questions. Unfortunately, the time passed faster than I expected and it was time to goodbye him. I was so sad and happy at the same time because I knew I was one of the few armies that had the opportunity to meet the BTS members face to face, but on the contrary, I was sad because I knew that this moment came to an end.

Me and my bestie leave the stadium sad but proud and we start planning about the next time we are going to meet BTS members. Even though we knew that the next time we were going to see them would be away from now, we never lost our hope. We were checking their events on a daily basis.

I will never forget that day. It is one of the most remarkable moments of my life. It still seems like a fairy tale to me or a fake scenario I thought about. But I know it is real. Everything from this day is real.

And yep... I am still searching for their events and planning to go to their new concert in 8 months. It would be a long time but I am not disappointed about it because I know that the moment I see them again I will think that it was worth the wait.

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#bts #bts jungkook #bts x reader #jungkook #taekook #taehyung #rm #y/n #bts army #army #confort #meeting #concert #world tour

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vlovers19 · 1 year

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I dont know how up to date you are with bts and vmin these days. But it seems like vmin harfly ever spend time with each other anymore. Ever since solo era started tae has been showing more interest towards wooga. Hobi and jk are the only bts members he keeps in touch with it seems. It makes me sad to know vmin have drifted apart. I guess people chqnge with time. I mean tae didnt even post or cheer for FACE achievements. But ge was able to visit hobi's set for jitb and have multiple hangouts with jk. I dont know anymore. May be vmin soulmates was really company manufactured.

Hello. Thanks for the ask. I've definitely been keeping up with what has been happening especially with this Vmin divorce that has been trending for a while now. It is like an excuse certain people give themselves to fuel their belief that Taehyung and Jimin are not close.

It's funny because what vmin are displaying now shouldn't come as a surprise. That's how they have always been with each other, even when they were in the group. They never had vlive done together on their own. They hardly ever talked about each other. However, take note of the times they decided to mention each other. It has to be for an important reason. Let's start with Jimin.

Jimin really talked about Taehyung when they released their song friends and when he was telling everyone about the moon tattoo on his back. That was interesting because no one even asked him about it. Before then, everyone had their own opinion of why Jimin drew those tattoos. There was even one jikook analyser I saw who was so sure of themselves, talking about how the snake tattoo on Jk's body coincided with the tattoos on Jimin's back. But the truth was rather simple. Taehyung showed a fan art of that tattoo to Jimin.

And when did Jimin suddenly decide to break this news to us? During the heat of Taehyung and Jennie's romance rumors. Jimin who hardly talks about Taehyung blurted out the truth about how he came to have the tattoo and he chose to do that at such a sensitive time. His strategy worked because people turned a blind eye to it and now he parades everywhere proud of that tattoo, exposing it a lot during his album promotions. Now, when one sees that tattoo on his back, what do you think of? Jk? No! We all know the answer.

Now, let's talk about Taehyung. He is just like Jimin, hardly talks about him. Always Jungkook this, Jungkook that. But note the time when he really decided to talk about Jimin. No one asked him, he simply came on vlive to complain that the PD didn't allow him to sing a (cough) gay Christmas song with Jimin because the lyrics where too romantic for two men to sing. He came on live purely to complain about that. Why? Because It was important to him. He felt the need to talk about it.

It's funny how people just wouldn't learn their lesson especially after what happened during Jhope's party. Not a single camera or video captured Jimin and Taehyung together but they captured the other members, even Jin that wasn't present for long. Based on what people saw, Haters started trolling them, just like now, spreading rumors and enjoying that the two didn't interact at all. They kept saying they are no longer friends but ate their words when the official videos and pictures came out. What happened? The two were actually together.

I started to think that perhaps people might even see them out and about but choose to ignore them like they did during Jhope's party. Leaving that aside, let's not also forget when Taehyung suffered from covid strangely enough after Jimin. During their live, RM and Suga kept asking Jimin about Taehyung's welfare. Jimin replied they video chatted each other for two hours and even did pull ups together. They are all members of the same group but why would they personally ask Jimin about Taehyung if they weren't certain that they communicate with each other.

You talked about Taehyung not cheering for Jimin during his promotions. However, people seem to forget that he was very eager prior to his release. However, there could be a reason why he didn't really say anything about Jimin's album itself. Here's my theory. Mind you, it's my opinion. Now, I think he didn't like the songs. He seemed to be looking forward to it, even posted about how eager he was but in the end, it might have fallen short of his expectations. (Personally, I wasn't that impressed to be honest)

The album was much too raw with Jimin using rather strong language in some of the songs and somewhat exposing his orientation. Someone as blunt as Taehyung might have chosen not to say anything instead of being fake. However, we would never really know. But despite that, he was still quite supportive, liking Jimin's post of when he was on the fallon show. One can see he has no bad blood with Jimin especially when you notice his interaction with him during Jhope's send off.

As for visiting Jimin on set, I feel it all depends on a member's schedule or how they feel at that particular moment. Taehyung decided to visit Jhope during the set of his music video. What about the others? Why didn't they come at that particular time? Did they hate Jhope? Of course not. Or during Jungkook's birthday when Jimin, Jhope and Jin personally visited him at his apartment to celebrate. What about Suga and Rm? Where were they? (Taehyung couldn't come because I guess he had traveled and hadn't returned to Korea yet.)

However does this mean Suga and Rm hate Jungkook and didn't wish him well. But when it comes to Vmin, People exaggerate. It's almost like they are mocking them because it's like they claimed to be soulmates and yet are not living up to what they said but the thing is, they don't have to prove anything to anybody. They don't owe you any explanation. They have always been private and that's how it's always going to be.

As for Taehyung's interest in Wooga, he has been very vocal about his love for them even before now. Being friends with them has also boosted his career. He has done shows with them, in the soop and currently, this seojin kitchen programme. He has even collaborated with one of them, peak boy on a song. They are not just ordinary friends, they are somewhat his business partners. Anyway, Taehyung doesn't only hang out with them, he has other friends as well like park bo gum. He even posts pictures with his high school friends. However, we are only seeing all these from him because he now has his own personal social media account. Jimin has been there through all these and as we know has his own group of friends. But does it mean he doesn't hang out with his own friends even though he doesn't post pictures with them. He does only that he doesn't want to show you. However, despite all of his numerous friends, to Taehyung, Jimin is unique. He's his best friend. Okay one can argue it's fanservice but what about when Bts were filming ON music video and the little girl in the video spoke about how Taehyung introduced Jimin to her as his best friend. Or what about the time when Taehyung confessed on live TV that he likes Jimin the most. He did that on a broadcasting station where events would be organized by the stations staff and not hybe staff. If they wanted to go ahead with fan service, they wouldn't have blurred out the message Taehyung had written to Jimin but they did because it wasn't appropriate to show.

Now, Taehyung can hang out with Jungkook as much as he likes and it's still not proof of anything other than he enjoys spending time with him. But the fact that Vmin have lessened their public communication especially now more than ever is even more suspicious. Soon, they will both enlist in the military. Any unfavorable news might not spell well for them so It wouldn't be a surprise why they would want to keep things private.

After what I've mentioned above, it should be enough to convince anyone that they do communicate but I don't think they feel the need to show off. Anyway, I've said so much. I still have more to say but I will stop here. The only thing I can tell people is to be watchful and to not jump into conclusion simply based on what they see. We know nothing about their personal lives. Just as Jimin said back in 2020 about his relationship with Taehyung. As much as they would fight and argue with each other in the future, it would only make their bond stronger. With these said, have a great day and keep loving Vmin.

#vmin #bts #bts jimin #bts taehyung

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lovelyspring7 · 2 years

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A Piece Of Cake | KTH x Reader

Summary: It’s your little sister’s birthday and you’ve been asked to pick up the cake at the local bakery, not knowing that the little interaction with the cute baker would have such a huge impact on your life forever.

Work count: 2k

Genre: Yandere, angst

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Warnings: Yandere, stalking, jealousy, obsession, poison, mental breakdowns, panic attacks, abusive & neglectful parents, family issues, non consensual touching.

Disclaimer: This type of content is not suitable for all audiences and I do not condone any of the presented behaviours. This is purely for entertainment and fictional purposes and I don’t think any BTS member would act like this.

Authors note: it’s my first fanfic and I literally wrote it while I was sleep deprived. But I’d love some feedback so that I can improve! That being said, enjoy!💕😊

Read part 2 here

I crouched down to pick up one of the many gifts my parents had gotten for my little sister Jia. It was her birthday this weekend and she wanted to celebrate it with all our cousins. Our parents think it’s sweet that she wants to celebrate her 7th birthday with the rest of the family. Truth is, she just wanted more gifts and attention.

“Hey, be careful with those!” My mother yelled as she got out of the car.

“Sorry…” I mumbled, carrying the gifts into the house. That’s where the party will be held, my father and Jia will be here in a few hours. I don’t know how it’ll be a surprise since she’s the one that suggested it. But my parents didn’t ask twice and arranged it the same week.

“Okay so we got all the gifts she wanted, the princess decorations… and everyone will be here by six,” She said, reading the list on her phone. “Oh, and I need you to pick up the cake for Jia.”

“The cake? I told you that I have to finish my essay after helping with the decorations.” I reminded her.

“Sweetheart, are you jealous?”

“What? No, I just really need to-“

“Sweetie, it's your sister's birthday, so can you stop being selfish for once in your life?” She scolded.

“Now now, stop being difficult and be here before six. I need to make sure none of the staff steals anything like last time” she said, harshly whispering in the last part.

“Yes, mother.” I simply said.

“Good, now hurry up and remember- hey! no no no, the flowers are supposed to be all red roses!” She yelled, walking towards the staff, creating once again chaos.

It wasn't a secret my parents favorited Jia more than me. I wasn’t supposed to be born and before they could get an abortion, my grandparents insisted that they got married and started a life together. Things weren’t easy since I’ve always felt like my parents neglected me, they say it’s because they were too busy. Apparently so busy that they forget to even say “Happy birthday” on my birthdays.

With Jia, they got to start all over again. They got a second chance to actually be a parent. And as much as I dislike my parents, I don’t hate Jia. It’s not her fault we got shitty parents, well, I got shitty parents.

I stopped to look at the sign that said “Cakey Bakey”, cringing at the very generic name I walked in, the old bell clock made a tingling sound and the fresh, sweet, warm smell of different varieties of pastries hit my face.

“Hey, how can I help you, pretty?” A guy in his twenties asked with the warmest smile I’ve ever seen. His hands rested at the counter, leaning forward as he wore a blue and white striped apron.

Ignoring the nickname, “Oh um, I’m here to pick up a cake.” I nervously said, staring at his name tag, “Taehyung” I thought to myself, I almost said it out loud.

“Aren’t you a bit too old for princesses?” He smiled, turning to the silver fringe behind him. I'm assuming the cake is in there. “It’s for my sister Jia,” you slowly said, looking down at your shoes.

“I know, I was just trying to make you laugh. I can’t let you go out of this bakery with a frown on your face, what would people think.” He said grinning as he packages the cake in a white box.

“I’m sorry for cringing at the name of this place, but Cakey Bakey?” I said anxiously, “the name is just so-”

“Ridiculous, cheesy, silly?“ he laughed, “I know, I mean I get Cake House or Bake Love. But Cakey Bakey?” He laughed once again loudly.

Not being able to control myself, I burst out laughing. I agree it is a stupid name. I haven’t been able to laugh for a long time now, but soon enough I feel hot tears stream down my face. I quickly squeezed my eyelids shut, hoping that the tears would stop.

“Hey hey, are you okay sweetheart?” He worried, trying to meet your eyes.

“I’m fine, just don’t call me that please.” I sobbed, avoiding his gaze as I rapidly took the cake and ran out humiliated.

Just great, I lost control of my emotions and embarrassed myself. I’ve never been out of control before and almost always kept my emotions in check.

“Here’s the cake mother,” I said placing the cake on the counter, tired and worn out from the incident before.

“What took you so long?! Seriously, do you hate your sister that much and want to ruin her party too?” She said snatching the cake from the counter and placing it on a cake stand.

I couldn’t care anymore, I didn’t care that the staff was near the kitchen, I didn’t care that the guests would be here in a few hours. I tried to bite my tongue but the taste of blood only made me see red.

“No mother, I don't hate Jia.” I started, “I hate you and my father. All you guys ever do is mistreat me, criticize me, and shame me. I don’t ask for much, heck I never do. I know you love Jia more than me but you don’t have to rub it in my face and purposely mistreat me!” I yelled, angry tears forming in my eyes. Wow, I’ve been holding that one for a while.

“Gosh I knew we shouldn’t have adopted you” she blankly said, letting out a sigh.

“What?”

“You heard me. Your so-called father and I couldn’t have children. We suffered multiple miscarriages so we decided to adopt you. Everyone was disgusted that we had adopted an orphan, so really Jia, your father, and I suffered the most.” She stated, believing every word she said.

“I… excuse me” I rushed out dumbfounded. It all made sense now, why she was so determined to make Jias birthday party the best party ever. It was so she could show off their biological daughter and win back the respect of family and friends. Showing off their perfect biological daughter that they were always supposed to have from the start.

I got into my car that I had managed to buy with the money from multiple part-time jobs throughout high school. I wanted to drive somewhere, anywhere, but I didn’t know where. Parking in an abandoned parking lot, all I could do was sit in my car and cry out all the tears that I’d kept for years. I just felt so lonely.

Taehyung’s POV

I couldn’t believe what just had happened, this poor girl that was in front of me a second ago just couldn’t stop crying. I just had to make sure she was okay. I quickly close the bakery, knowing that I wouldn’t be fired because I’m the best baker they could ask for.

I followed her car and parked a few blocks away so that she wouldn’t see me. Standing outside her house I see staff stressing about some decorations. I easily walked into the house without being noticed as someone who doesn’t belong there. As I roam around looking for her, I hear a loud voice.

I walked closer to the sound that was coming from what appeared to be the kitchen.

“I know you love Jia more than me but you don’t have to rub it in my face and purposely mistreat me!” I heard her yell, the built-up pain in her voice. My poor girl. I had this urge to come out of hiding and hold her, making sure that everything was gonna be okay as I comfortly kiss her.

By the end of it, listening to that damn woman made my blood boil, how can she be so self-centered and negligent, disgusting.

My sweet girl must’ve felt so lonely, no one to care for her, no one to love her. My heart began racing as my breathing got deeper, I stood there against the wall, with my fists clenched by my sides. I couldn’t help but to feel sorry for her. I barley knew her, but seeing her like this would be the very last time.

Hours had passed, and I had cried so much that I just felt so numb. I had been staring at the scented car refresher dangling from the front view mirror for half an hour now. I was too tired to notice who was standing behind the car refresher until they knocked on the window, holding groceries. Damnit, if I saw him earlier I would’ve ducked. Saved the embarrassment from earlier you know.

Rolling down the front door glass. “You stalk people now?” I joked trying not to show that I was upset, but my puffy face said otherwise.

“Funny,” he smiled. “I came by to make sure that you’re okay.” He continued.

That being said, I opened the car door for him. He got in, sat down and observed me. Looking at me weirdly. The same way my- Jia's parents look at her.

“I’m fine thanks for asking,” I said looking down at my hands, almost whispering.

“Earlier when you ran out I had followed you- to make sure no harm was done to you!” He quickly corrected himself.

Already feeling uncomfortable, I slowly try to stay calm. Trying to not show him signs of me being unsettled. No one has ever cared enough to check up on me, even friends in high school. The only times they had reached out was when they needed help with assignments, tests or to rant about their lives.

“Yeah no I’m fine” I smiled to reassure him.

“Mhm, listen I heard everything between you and that woman,” what he said caught my breath.

“It’s none of your business,” I said rapidly. There was a long pause before he spoke up, instead, he just took out a piece of cake with a single candle on it. Seeing my confused expression, he lights the candle “I assumed you never celebrated your birthday?“ Feeling embarrassed that he was right, I could only nod.

“There you go, care to blow it out?” He asked, raising his eyebrows and excitedly waiting for me. Getting closer to the cake, I softly blow. Happy birthday to me I think. I watch him take a fork out from the bag, picking cake and bringing the fork closer to my mouth. Not eating for almost a whole day, I gladly ate the slice of cake as he fed me the whole time.

“Thank you, Taehyung. For, for not judging me, and for not making me feel worse than I already feel.” I smiled, genuinely.

“Of course, I will always be there for you. Matter of fact, from now on I’ll be the only one for you.” He assured me, reaching his hand out to caress my face as he stared into my eyes.

“What? What’s that supposed to mean?” I panicked trying to get away from his touch but feeling too weak to be able to move at all. The look in his eyes made my heart race, my breathing started getting shorter and shorter.

“I baked a cake for them, actually, similar to the one you ate, the only difference was that yours was baked with love and theirs with aconite,” Taehyung explained, smirking at the thought of what that lethal drug could do to your family.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to help them, I needed to do something. Sure they weren’t the best people but they don’t deserve to die.

“What they had done to my pretty girl” he whispered, tucking my hair behind my hair. “No one will ever hurt you again, I’ll make sure of that. I’ll take care of you, love you and I’ll- princess are you crying? Shh, don’t cry over those people. It’s okay baby” He cooed, wiping my tears away with his thumb.

“Now, I need you to be a good girl and take a nap, can you do that for me, mhm?” He said, softly kissing my torn stained cheek.

I didn’t know what he’d do if I didn’t stop crying, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, and my vision was getting blurry. All I could do for now was to close my eyes and let the darkness swallow me.

“Good girl.”

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The Conqueror (V)

Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.

Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant Reader.

Disclaimer: proceed with caution, this can be triggering. This is purely fictional and this does not represent bts or jungkook irl. Do not romanticise this.

warnings: YANDERE, DARK THEMES AHEAD, crazy!jungkook, anxiety mentions, threats of killing, obsession, mentions of exhaustion, overworking, jungkook is crazy, psycho behaviour, possessiveness, jungkook doesn’t understand a ‘no’ dark content, viewer discretion is advised.

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All of the people present in the room watched the king grow restless as you fell unconscious into his arms, a few gasps were heard from them as the king quickly caught onto your body in his embrace as he scooped you into his arms, not caring about anything else, he felt like panicking because you suddenly passed out in front of him, Jungkook scooped your body as he could gripping onto it tight as he lifted you up bridal style. “CALL THE IMPERIAL PHYSICIAN IMMEDIATELY!” His deep voice boomed inside the huge hall. The other selected consorts watched with envy. The atmosphere of the room was heavy.

But no one dared to object. Na-Yeon was left stunned to wrap her head around anything.

All eyes were on the king who was starting to go fanatic. “IT IS A ROYAL COMMAND! SEEK THE PHYSICIAN AND BRING HER TO MY CHAMBER IMMEDIATELY!”

The king did not wait for anything else as he turned back with you in his arms and left the hall. The people were left stunned, still present in the hall. The looks on their faces were a great mind of envy and confusion.

The sound of breathing was the only sound that could be heard in the room until, one of the consorts spoke.

“Looks like… we already know who’s going to be the favourite one hmm?” Kim Si-Woo's tone was dripping with venom. “L/N Y/N… yes I saw her on the arrival day… the king had even asked for her name…” the other one joined in. Sana, did not feel like chiming into their gossip as she was busy thinking about a severe issue.

That was you. “The king has liked her since, I think… I mean she was a servant! Not even of noble blood!” Her cruel laugh made everyone in the room gasp.

“Be careful with your words, young lady.” Mrs lee walked towards the laughing woman, her stern voice made the gossip die down immediately. “Do not forget that you’re talking about the chief consort.” She crossed her arms, glaring at the young woman. “C-Chief?” That was a shocker for everyone, all of the attention in the room focused on the old woman.

“Ah yes… L/N Y/N of Gaegyeong has been chosen as the king’s chief consort. Did you not see the king giving her the embroidered handkerchief himself?” She raised her eyebrow. “W-What do you mean!” The panic in the young woman’s voice was visible to every single one present in the room. “Embroidered?” The others questioned in unison.

Sana was left stunned.

Kim Si-Woo’s cruel laugh was long gone and replaced by panic.

“You all are a rank below her, so you’d better start showing her ladyship respect. She’s the closest to the king now.” The older woman ignored the question, she needed to set the rules.

Just like how the king has commanded her to.

“Unless you want to be punished.” She exhaled out.

“She’s the chosen one, after all. She will be the legal wife to the imperial king soon.”

“She’s the chosen one, after all. And? She will be the legal wife to the imperial king soon.” The words came out of her mouth so smoothly.

As if she’d known.

“W-What?” Came next the voice of Sana. She couldn’t contain her distress any longer.

All the girls turned their heads to look at the prettiest one present in the hall. The young woman did not care about the attention on her.

She only cared about what the older woman just said.

“My lady… what are you saying?” The blonde girl spoke in a silk tone, her sweet voice could seduce any man she’d wanted. She was sure to be polite, and not too eager.

She needed to fix all of this.

“What I’m saying is, my ladyship is that Y/N L/N has been chosen personally by the king to be his legal wife and chief consort. She will be the first to provide him with an heir. She was the king’s choice.” The Head of the court explained,

“it was the great king’s decision, no one can object.”

In that moment, Sana’s world crumbled before her eyes.

Jungkook wanted to set the whole world on fire. He sat right beside your laying body, his hand lingered on your forehead as the physician examined you.

Your fever was only increasing by the passing seconds, Jungkook wanted you to wake up.. panic was something he’d never felt, at least not in a long time.

But right at this moment, he felt incredibly worried. Had he scared you? Or were you overworking yourself? “Tell me what’s wrong with her! Right now!” Jungkook growled at the female. His eyes pierced through her as he caressed your face gently.

“My imperial grace… Lady Y/N… fainted due to exhaustion and panic.” The woman bowed her head to the man. Jungkook watched her with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, however the confusion was quickly replaced with fury. “Exhaustion?” He bit his lip in order to surpass lashing out on her.

“So you’re saying that my precious has been being overworked?” His gaze was set on her, waiting for her response. “Likely so, My king.” She confirmed. “Because the fever has settled inside her bones…” The woman was so scared of the king’s reaction. She waited for his command. “What do you mean?!”

Jungkook’s heart had quickened at the diagnosis. You had fallen sick due to being overworked and he didn’t even know? What kind of a lover was he? His beloved was suffering right in front of him And he couldn’t see?

“My liege, thankfully it’s nothing to worry about for too long… I can prepare a few herbs and she shall be fine, but rest is acquired in order for her to get better, and she mustn’t stress about anything.” Jungkook listened to the lady with every bit of his attention.

His eyes shot up at the physician, immediately taking in her instructions. He nodded. “Very well, My dear has to be well and healthy. Go ahead and immediately start preparing!” He exhaled out, his tone stern and dominating. The physician nodded.

“The future queen of the empire has to be healthy at all costs.” He smiled lovingly, gazing at your face.

No one had any idea about his plans. And that was what Jungkook wanted. He only chose the others due to some pressure from the officials. Not that he’d care about their opinions but it was rather a good thing, so his enemies wouldn’t focus on you.

The others could be used as a target, and Jungkook couldn’t care less about any of them.

All he ever cares is about you, his only one.

His queen. You.

Sana quietly made her way to her brother's quarters, hiding her face with the cape of the dark cloak. It was dark outside, the cold breeze was only getting harsher with each day. Goosebumps rose on her pale skin as the wind made contact with it.

She continued to walk, stealing a few glances here and there. Making sure that no one was watching.

She was already so tense, her heart was aching. The King was so obviously infatuated with you. It was you that became his chief consort, not her just like she’d wished.

She wasn’t the one he loved, it was you.

She couldn’t have his heart, despite loving him for as long as she could remember, her dreams were crushed within a second.

And the worst thing was, the king did not even try to mask his affections for you. Sana knew but her heart wasn’t willing to accept that. He looked at you just like she looked at him when he didn’t notice.

He never noticed her, not even when she watched him practice sword fighting with her brother, Where she’d seen him for the first time ever, many years ago.

He was practicing fighting with her brother. And stupidly enough. She had already lost her heart to him.

The one who had his sword on the neck of her only brother. Lee Dongmin, the General.

You felt someone’s hand on yours, the feeling of it being squeezed hard made your body move. Your brain felt hazy as you tried to open your eyes, Your vision was blurry, all you were able to see was the black dots that appeared in front of you.

“oh my god!” Then you heard a familiar deep voice, and that was all needed to wake your senses up.

It was the voice of the one you dreaded the most, The King, Jeon Jungkook. “My precious! You’re finally awake!” Your eyes opened fully, his face was the first thing you saw.

And your heart stopped as you remembered the events of today.

His eyes were filled with a crazed expression, they were shining like the stars in the sky.

“Y-You!” You tried your best to sit up, your eyes filled with horror as he helped you. It was only you and him, between the large walls of his magnificent chamber. “Yes it’s me, my love. I’m so glad that you’re awake! You just saved one life, my dear!” You watched him speak gleefully, it confused you.

His handsome face was all you could see, his hair was messy, like he’d been running his hands through it, the dark curly locks made him look absolutely radiant. You could only look at him, he was wearing a night robe, unlike his formal clothes.

And that terrified you.

“W-Where am I?” It was a dumb question but your head was hurting, your body was panicking, his touch sent shivers down your spine. His grip was tight on you as he watched you with a dark glint in his orbs. “What do you mean? You’re in my room. Our room.” Jungkook replied, his aura switched from worried to domineering. His tongue emphasised on the word ‘our’. Your body jolted at that.

“W-What do you mean!” You couldn’t contain your harsh tone. He terrified you, your worst nightmare sat right beside you and you couldn’t do anything about it. “Isn’t it simple? You’re my consort, my Chief consort, you will be staying with me now,” he pulled your body closer to his, your head fell onto his hard chest as his fingers gripped onto your weak body.

Horror filled you, his touch felt too warm on your cold skin and you were unable to see his face, no, it couldn’t be true. “M-My king… please let me go… I don’t want- until we’re married.”

His words were like a slap on your face. “W-What?” His breath hit your neck and sent tingles down your stomach. It felt hot against your skin. “Yes, my love. Please call me jungkook. We are to be husband and wife now. I’m so happy that you woke up otherwise I was going to kill that physician.” Your heart thumped against your chest at his confession.

You wanted him to let you go. “Please l-let me go… my King please! I don’t want this, I don’t want to be your wife! I don’t want to be your consort please!” Tears fell down on your cheeks.

Just like you were terrified, your voice cowered.

“Jungkook. Call me jungkook. And you don’t have a choice in this matter. You don’t choose, sweetheart. I do. The faster you accept your fate. The better.” He pressed a kiss on your earlobe. “I love you so much, you’d better love me too.” He whispered in a sultry tone.

Sending shivers down your spine. Your body froze completely at his next words.

“Unless you wish for everyone to die in this palace. Just like your family did.”

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effielumiere · 2 years

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Girl of My Dreams: Chapter 1

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader / SUGA x Reader

Genre: Romance, Idol AU, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Soulmates (?). Age gap.

Summary: Every one has always wondered why Yoongi was good with words especially when it comes to the topic of love. It wasn't a question of why, but who. Who made him think of love that way? Who was his muse? Who was the muse that always made Yoongi smile like he won the damn lottery? Who made him laugh even in situations where he had to be serious? If you ask him, he'll just smile and blush, but if you ask the other members they would smile at Yoongi then look at you and start giggling like gossiping high schoolers.

Warning(s): Sentences in italics are English words translated to Korean (that sounded confusing but I said what I said). Cursing. Underage reader at one point (Yoongi didn't know and tried to ask her out)... Spoiler lol. Mentions of MC being tipsy. A bit of angst at the end. UNEDITED!

Word count: 4.5k

A/N: The summary was really the idea or the question that came to mind, though we all know that Yoongi is undeniably a genius in any topic you throw at him, his idea of love is always what gets me. And his part in Girl of My Dreams sparked my thoughts - he's a hopeless romantic. Other might think he's very serious and cold but I think he's very romantic and sweet, even at times clingy. For now here's my idea on how it would be if he had a muse - which one day, of course, will happen when he gets married to his s/o and have kids they would be the lucky ones because they're his muses in life.

Enjoy this one!!!

P.S: this is my 2nd fanfic for BTS lol and I became an Army during the Dynamite era (though I knew them since I saw For You and Idol). sorry if some of the facts are a bit off. Do feel free to correct me but please remember that this is a fanfic, some stuff are meant to be different!! 😅💜

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aaand... Happy, Happy Birthday to the best of the best, our one and only Min Yoongi (lil meow meow). We love you. Stay healthy💜 Borahaeeeeee

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"Y/n?" I call to her and she hums in question looking up from her book.

"Do you think I would sound cool if I sing?" ask her twirling my ballpen in my fingers, I stopped myself from murdering the button to click it open and close repeatedly out of being nervous.

Her pouty lips curl inwards to stop herself from laughing and she shut her eyes as she removes her glasses.

"Be honest, please," I beg with a smile already knowing the answer but I wanted to hear her voice she's been quiet ever since she sat on the couch in my studio and hid behind the pages of her book, a romance novel. All I could hear when I put my headphones away were the quiet humming of the air conditioner and humidifier, and her flipping pages on her book.

"I mean, I know I don't sound like Jin hyung or Jimin, or Taehyung or even Jungkook," I explained "Even Namjoon and Hoseok sound good when they're singing," she snort laughs and starts giggling hiding her face in between the book, "I can carry a tune, I'm a rapper, I can sing just not as amazing as the vocal line!" I exclaim and she guffawed "Ya~! I'm serious!" I tease her though she knows I'm not serious.

"Sugs," she starts but ends up sniggering again. She been calling me that ever since we debuted, went to America and met her for the first time and I told her my rapper name or stage name is SUGA. She pronounces it Shoo-g-s, just like SUGA but she replaced the A with an S. It all started when she was texting Namjoon to tell me her email and she typed 'Please pass it to Sugs' and followed up with an email saying 'I meant Suga* :)'. Namjoon started teasing me after that which lead to all of them agreeing that they'll only call me that when Y/n was not around, which was often. But after a while the teasing stopped but it didn't stop them from calling me Suga hyung or just Suga which was alright.

"Sugs," she tries to control her laughter "I like the idea of you singing, trust me,"

"But no?" I chuckle "Is that it?"

"But no," we both end up laughing. We've had memories of hanging out with friends drinking and singing. Yes, singing. And usually, Hobi, Jin hyung and Y/n were the ones who would laugh like hyenas in the corner of the room crying their eyes out when Namjoon sings out of tune and makes me join him.

And like the goofball I am around her, I do a spin on my chair started belting out the chorus to Just One Day causing her to double over in laughter on the couch behind me.

Doing another spin from where I was at the desk, I stop to look at her before continuing my singing, getting up and walking to her. When someone knocked on the door to the studio. I immediately stop not wanting anyone else to witness what just happened and look down at Y/n who was wiping her tears.

In so many ways fate was very kind to introduce me to Y/n, she was a combination of all the members but there was one thing that about her that made me think she was my soulmate and made me fall in love with her.

She was the one who made me realize that I didn't have a heart made of stone, that I deserve love just like any body else in this world and she taught me... love. How love is, how love should be and how to love. But she never taught me how to love her, not just as a friend but something more. Much more.

"Hyung," Jungkook's voice calls from the other side of the door "It's Jungkook,"

"I know, kid," I answer him with a chuckle as I open the door.

"Oh dear, God," Jungkook exclaims as he turns "Y/n, what are you doing here? I thought you were on a vacation. You look scary under your onesie, you scared the living shit outta me."

"I am on vacation," she grins "Destination was Genius Lab"

"Ahh..." Jungkook nods then turns to me "You texted me?"

"Yeah, hand this over to Namjoon when you see him in the gym," I hand him a flash drive and he just nods, "Will do. Anything else?" I shake my head and say thank youas he says goodbye to Y/n and leaves.

"Wanna go somewhere?" I ask her as I turn off my computer.

"Please tell me 'somewhere' has good food." she laughs

"I heard the chef's pretty good," I bite my lip

"Mhmm" she nods grinning "Is he a genius?"

I scoffed hiding my smile "Definitely."

"Then let's go," she smiles closing her book to put in her bag and waits for me to stand up to leave. We both leave my studio a d head for the elevator when I hear her sigh as she turns to me, and asks through her purple face mask, "Can you believe it? I mean it's been years since the building has been up but it's like what? My fifth time inside here?"

"Believe what?"

"That you're here? Right now?" she says as we both get on the elevator and I push the button to the basement parking "When we first met, you guys were in LA doing your laundry and you said you guys were handing out tickets AND you had a challenge, that was not included in American Hustle Life sadly, to flirt with me and ask me out on a date"

"Which failed, obviously" I laugh "I was young, but so were you. Damn it, I thought you were my age. Imagine my shock when I found out you were Jungkook's age."

She laughs loudly in the tiny space of the elevator as the door opens to the basement parking and we both walk out.

"You were a jailbait" I tease her "My heart plummeted to the ground and Taehyung said I looked like my balls shriveled up my body when you said you were Jungkook's age and showed manager-nim your ID" she holds on the wall beside my parked car as she laughs some more.

"You could've sent my ass to jail, woman!" I tease her some more to make her laugh, and she does. This is how it was ever since, she's just as easy to entertain like Hobi, and she laughs in different ways but this was my favorite. Her guffaw was music to my ears, but so was her voice. I couldn't sleep at night without calling her just to talk about how our day went and saying goodnight.

"It wasn't my intention," she says as looks up at me while she sits on the cold ground of the concrete floor with her back to the wall "I thought you were my age too if not a year younger, I didn't know if I was gonna take you seriously when you told me you were... what twenty? twenty one?"

"Twenty, I think," I reach out for both of her hands to help her get up and opened the car door for her "You were probably sixteen or seventeen,"

She plopped her behind on the passengers seat before she starts laughing again as she sits properly and I close the door behind her.

When we arrived back in my apartment, she followed me to the bedroom saying she was gonna help me pack up but was surprised to see that I was already done except for my backpack. She sat on the bed legs crossed, carefully arranging the tangled wires of the laptop charger when she looks up at me when I walked out of the walk in closet with an oversized tshirt and joggers in hand similar to the one she was wearing but slightly bigger, "you can change into these if you want. I'll leave them here," I tell her as I place it on the ottoman.

"Thank you~," she says as she gets up, done with my charger, and she grabs the clothes and hurriedly runs to the en suite squealing. I put all of my remaining things into the backpack as I waited for her to change before heading to the kitchen to prepare cooking dinner for the both of us wondering if she'll return the clothes she's 'borrowed' over the past years.

We were nearly three days away from leaving for the US for the American Music Awards and PTD LA, and I had yet to convince her to leave with me. It was a last minute thought of mine but after I realized I was gonna be able to record Girl of my dreams in Los Angeles, I thought why not bring her with me. I've been doing that ever since I kept contact with her when we first met in American Hustle Life.

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Back in 2014, while I played with the claw machine and got both Taehyung and Jungkook a plushie while we were being chaotic and she was listening to music while reading a book and our camera man and producer leaned on me saying he has a challenge for us which the younger ones overheard, so we gathered around.

"Who in you three think can naturally swoon or flirt with a girl by rapping?"

Automatically we all turn to where Y/n was sitting reading and as I studied her appearance I noticed that she had earphones on, and you can faintly hear the music she was drowning into while reading what looked like a romance novel.

"Isn't that too straightforward?" Taehyung chuckles nervously.

"It is," I agreed with him "but it also depends on what the reward is if we do the challenge" I state as I avert my gaze from her to our show producer.

"Additional allowance for all of you" the maknaes gasp in surprise and Jungkook starts playfully tugging on my shirt.

"Pity the babiesssss" they cry dramatically "the poor hungry babies"

"I'd do it but I don't know how to rap" Tae laughs

"So, who's up for it?" our manager smiles while our producer starts chuckling.

"I have a feeling Yoongi hyung would do better" Taehyung says looking at me

"I agree" Jungkook says "and besides, she looks like she's more your age, hyung."

I look back at her and she put her book down to lean her head back on the wall, eyes closed for a few seconds before she opens her eyes and starts reading again

"How much?" I ask our producer and the other boys 'ooh' as I square my shoulders accepting the challenge.

"How's $50 each?" he asks and I look at them in question and they smile and shake their heads yes, "Deal," I put my hand out to shake his hand "I have one problem though,"

"Which is?" he asks as he shakes my hand "I can't speak English"

"Just ask her out for dinner" he shrugs "If she says no, I'll give each of you the $50 from my wallet"

"And if she says yes?"

"He and Bang PD will pay for the wedding" Jungkook jokes making Taehyung and I laugh loudly.

"Dinner," the producer corrects him with a laugh "I'll pay for your dinner date"

"Damn,"Taehyung chuckles "now that's what you call sponsored"

"Wait," Jungkook interjected "If she says yes, you pay for their date, but what about the $350?"

"That's mostly what I'm gonna use to pay for their date, you'll all just receive a total of $70 at the end of the day" he declared "but you refuse the challenge, you'll all get nothing"

"I'm okay with $10" Jungkook says with a smile "At least we get something and Yoongi hyung gets a sponsored date" he mischievously grins the others agree with him but it didn't feel right.

"You have to try" Taehyung says when I voiced my doubt, reassuring me "you never know,"

After a second of pondering, I shake my head and get up "Just ask her out and flirt with her right?"

"The other way around, hyung" Jungkook laughs "Flirt first and then ask her out"

Just as I was about to head in her direction she gets up, she carelessly puts her book in her bag not knowing she missed it. And walks towards out of the laundromat, my eyes widen and I look back at our manager and producer in panic. Suddenly I was being pushed and yelled at to run after her and I did exactly that grabbing the book that fell from her bag onto the bench.

"Excuse me!" I yell as I run after her "Excuse me, Miss!" I touch her shoulder lightly when I reach her just as she was about to cross the road.

She turns around abruptly, confused as she pulls her earphones out.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she says as she watches me catch my breath "I didn't hear you, I was wearing my earphones"

"It's okay" I tell her "You left this in chair? At the laundry?" I point at the direction of the laundromat. Her eyes widen in realizing what I meant.

"Oh," she looks at the book in my hands before slowly taking it "Thank you so much, this book means so much to me"

She looks up at me with tear threatening to fall from her eyes, "Thank you," she says again smiling

"You're welcome," I smile "I want to ask you something before I saw you leave?"

"Oh," she says eyes widening "what is it?"

"I wanted to..." I trail off thinking for the right word to use, where was Namjoon when you needed him "sorry, I'm thinking about word, my English is not good"

"It's okay," she smiles "where are you from?"

"Uh, South Korea," he smiles

"Oh, that's cool," she beams "I have this translating app we could use, my friend is half Korean and we used this when she first arrived here," she says pulling her phone out of her pocket and tapping away then she stands next to me.

"Here, type what you need to tell me so that it will try to translate it" she explains.

I type away explaining the situation minus the cash thingy before handing her phone back to her. And after she reads it and tries to understand the translation, she looks up at me biting her lip as she looks down at her phone again to reread what was translator gave her.

I'm a rapper back in South Korea and I'm here on a business trip with my group. Today is laundry day and back in the laundromat, my manager and our show producer challenged me to flirt with you and try to ask you out on a date. I just did not expect to ask you out on for dinner using a translator. I'm sorry. It's okay if you don't want to go out with me, I understand. :)

She looks up again at me, squinting because of the sun and she grins at me, then looks behind me. I follow her line of sight and notice that no one followed me and that they were all in one space near the van looking hopeful.

"What's your name?"

"Suga"

"I'm gonna guess that your rapper name?" she questions and I nod smiling "I'm Y/n,"

"Nice to meet you, Y/n" I smile shaking her hand

"If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" she asks "You look seem a bit on the younger side, and I know that age is pretty important for you guys"

"I'm 20 years old," I tell her slightly concern that maybe she thought I was too young and her jaw drops as she starts giggling.

"You look like a really good guy, Suga," she smiles and she reaches out to touch my arm as to comfort me "But the thing is, I don't think I'll be able to go out on a date with you.

"Unless you want to wait in like 2 or maybe four years" she giggles

"Wh-what do you mean?" I ask confused

"Oppa..." she starts holding my shoulders in both of her hands with a gentle grip "I'm 16 years old" she lets go of my shoulders to type it on her phone before handing it to me.

I look up at her with probably a weird look because she starts laughing at my reaction as I type furiously

You don't look 16, I don't believe you.

"But I am," she tries to convince me, eventually pulling out an ID from her tiny wallet and handing it to me. And sure enough, she was born in 1997.

"Ah fuck," I curse under my breath "Can you tell my manager?" I ask her pointing my thumb back at the direction of the laundromat hoping she would go back with me "Please?"

She looks at the direction of where she was headed with a sigh, before looking back at me and nodding, "Okay, I will... you're lucky you're cute," I blush as we walk back to the laundromat where she explains to my manager, the producer with the help of our translator that she was 16 and won't be able to go on a date with me.

"Even if I wanted to, just to get to know him because he looks like a really cool and cute guy, I can't" she laughs

"I think the only one you're gonna be able to go on a date with is Jungkook, but the deal was with Suga," our translator laughs with her "But thank you anyway for letting him try and not calling the cops on us,"

"No problem," she smiles and she looks towards my direction and she says goodbye and teases me that maybe next time we could go on a date. Before she could walk far away I called after her.

"Y/n-ssi," she turns around at the sound of her name, as I stand close enough in front of her with my back to the maknaes and the staff I ask her in a voice only for her to hear "Can I see you tomorrow? Santa Monica beach? I want you to meet other members. At the park near the beach, at 3pm?"

"He means the Pier!" our translator yells out to her and she looks back to my direction.

"I can't make any promises, Oppa," she smiles "But, I'll try. I want to see you again too. I'll see you tomorrow." she waves as she slowly walks away.

Once we were done with laundry and went back to the dorm, I sat down with Namjoon and told her about Y/n. And after we were done talking and the lights were out.

"Hyung?" Namjoon asks as we laid on our own beds in the dark.

"Yeah?"

"What if she doesn't show up tomorrow?" he asks "Did you at least ask for her email?"

After a beat of silence, I squint my eyes and press the heel of my hands on them and groan, "Ah fuck!"

"Ya~! Hyung!" "Yoongi! What in the world is wrong with you!?" "Hyung!" they all yell at me in the dark "Yoongi!" Jin yells at me from where he was laying "Ask for her email at least and be her friend! You don't have to go on a date with her,"

"He has a point," Namjoon says "There's nothing wrong with being friends with her and keeping contact, just keep it rated PG 13."

"Just hope she's going to be there tomorrow," Jimin says

"Or you all can consider me unlucky."

"But at least we have extra cash," Namjoon says "thanks, hyung"

"Mhmm..."

"Get her something to remember you by, hyung" Jimin says "A teddy bear or something"

"IF she shows up tomorrow"

"This would be a good time to pray," Hobi chuckles making the other boys chuckle with him.

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"YOONGI!" Y/n's voice breaks me out of my trip down to memory lane "The boiling noodles are overflowing!" I look down to quickly at the pot, hurriedly closing off the heat and taking off the pot and pouring the noodles on the strainer waiting by the sink.

"Jeez," she sighed as she stands next to me "You okay, Yoongi? You seemed a bit out of it."

"I'm okay," I sigh as I start stir frying the vegetables for the Japchae "I was just reminiscing some old memories, like how I lamely asked to see you at the Santa Monica Pier."

"Yeah," she laughs "it was weird, I nearly didn't make it that day, I don't know if I ever told you that,"

My forehead crinkles as I look in her direction, "You never told me that," I stare at her fora good second before I paid attention to what I was cooking "What happened?"

"As you know I was only there for the Summer," she sighs as she sits on the floor where she was playing with Holly, but I was still able to see her "I was supposed to leave that day, at that time." I look back at her wondering if what I was hearing was correct.

"I was supposed to fly back home at 3pm the day I was supposed to meet you at the pier. I was already at the airport," she looks down at Holly who was tugging at the toy Y/n was holding in her hand "But when I checked the board, my flight was cancelled because of the weather back home. That's why I was late to meet you that day," I guess I was lucky that day...

I take the pan from the stove after closing it to place on the table, grabbing the two bowls I set on the counter earlier along with two pair of chopsticks.

"Jagiya~" I playfully call out to her and she laughs as she gets up "Call me that in front of the other members and they might think we eloped,"

"They probably think we're married and keeping it a secret from them," I told her "But, we're not," I look down at my food taking another bite. She stays quiet as we eat and once we were done, I took the chance to ask her.

"Would like to join us on the Permission to Dance in LA concerts?" I ask her "You used to join us on tour before anyway, so it's nothing new to you. Oh, and you can stay with me and Namjoon a few more days after the concert if you want to. I just have a project I need to finish while I'm there. You can come back home with Jin hyung, Jimin and Jungkook right after the concert too if you want." I offered the idea.

"Will it be alright with you if I want to stay where you do?" she asks hesitantly looking up at me.

"I'd rather you stick close to me while we're in LA," I stare at her "Don't want you roaming around without me or without security,"

"Oh come on, that was one time," she exclaims grinning

"Which is why we don't want it happening again," I chuckle

A few days later when we reached LA and was done with the American Music Awards, the first place Y/n and I sneaked off to was the laundromat where we took pictures, giggling like a bunch of teenagers before headed off to the beach where we watched the sunset while we sat on the sand.

"So, am I allowed to ask you what is this project of yours that's so important that you have to stay a couple of days after the concert is over?" she asks pulling her mask down to breathe in the salty air.

"A song that I'm producing," I tell her pulling out my phone, searching for the song.

"Nothing new there," she smiles "Still impressive as ever, but nothing new. Everyone wants to collaborate with the best of the best,"

"Hmm," I hummed happily "I thought you might say that," I pass the phone to her as she listens to the first half of 'Girl of my dreams', I had still yet to write and record my rap verse. And once the track was over, I explained to her the story behind it eventually we finally head back to the car waiting for us that was going to drive us back to the hotel, but not before having dinner which ended up with her being tipsy. Her room was next to mine, so I walked her to her room and just as she was about to close her door she calls out to me.

"Oppa?"

"Yes?"

She hesitates for a second before she finally says "Not to sound like a needy bitch but-," she was cut off by the way I laugh, I immediately stop myself and gesture for her to continue.

She sighs heavily, "We've been friends for a while, how come you never wrote a song about me?"

I blush at her question and look down at my feet before looking up again to face her and shot back, "Ya~! You never asked, that's why,"

"But I thought you'd at least write about how you've put up with how annoying I am for the past years," she says playfully.

"I..." I trail off and stop myself before I ended up saying something I wasn't supposed to, "I wrote a song about you,"

"No shit!" she laughs

"I did," I smile at her genuinely "I was in one of the past albums,"

"Which one?" she asks seriously, eye wide "Please don't say it's Whalien 52 and that you're calling me a lonely, lonely, lonely whale."

"Ya, go to bed!" I exclaimed laughing "You've had too much to drink!"

She pouts, "You're no fun,"

"I'm fun," I state "When you're sober. Good night, y/n."

"Fine," she sighs heavily "Good night, Yoongi,"

As she closes the door and I hear the beep telling me it's locked, I make my way inside my own room shutting the door right behind me with my back to the door and my heart on my throat as I take a few deep breaths trying to calm myself. That was the first time I've ever lied to her and hopefully the last. I don't think I'll be able to live seeing my grandchildren if I lie to her like that again. I take a deep breath but tears flood my view as I remember her question.

'They're all about you' I wanted to tell her as I lightly thump my head repeatedly on the door tears slowly rolling down my cheeks, 'Every song I wrote about love and heartbreak, they're all about you. Because, for nearly the past decade, I've been so in love with you and it breaks my heart knowing you might never reciprocate the feeling, and it hurts because there's no one else I want to be with for the rest of my days.'

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yeonjuns-beanie · 2 years

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What Happened To It?

Warnings: Lots of sappiness, smut, swearing, teasing, jealousy, unprotected sex, creampie, name calling Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x (f) reader

Word count: 3.7K

a/n: Hi! In light of having the opportunity to see BTS in Las Vegas, I present to you a story that came to me a couple of days after that.

It is now day 2 of Permission To Dance in Las Vegas and Jungkook looked extremely tired. Since you’ve been with him for a long time, you know how much performances wear him out. Last night was no different. Although he did decide to party with his members which probably didn’t benefit him either.

“What time is it?” Jungkook asks sleepily.

“8:30” you say. “We have plenty of time before you have to do anything. Do you want to grab something to eat with me this morning?”

“ Yeah, that would be nice”

“Great, I’m gonna start getting ready and you can sleep in a little if you want to. It shouldn’t take me too long. I’m not gonna go crazy.” Jungkook just smiles. He has been so lucky to have found someone who likes him for him and not just because he is Jungkook of BTS. Although, you two didn’t meet in the most conventional place.

It was back in 2018 when BTS was on their Love Yourself Tour. You had been a fan of theirs since 2014, and being able to score tickets was a big thing, plus you got a meet and greet package. Although the meet and greets would go by really fast, Jungkook noticed you before you were even within fifty feet of the booth. Something about you really caught his eye.

You think back to that moment a lot. What was it that made him choose you on that day? Was it your outfit? No, it couldn’t have been. There is nothing eye-catching about a tour shirt, a black skirt and a Kooky headband. What could it have possibly been?

You find yourself with no answer. Jungkook said he would tell you when the time felt right. When was this time going to happen?

As you were sitting in the bathroom doing your makeup, you look over to see Jungkook preparing to speak.

“ Do you remember when I told you that I would tell you why you stood out so much to me on the day that we met?” he asks.

You knew the answer but weren’t sure if he thought now was the time.

“You had this look on your face that I will never forget. It was pure happiness. I was having a really rough start to the tour and the moment I saw you, it seemed like it was becoming kind of worth it. I never thought I could make a connection so quickly. I never thought this would happen.”

As he gets to the last sentence, you can hear how his voice is starting to break a little. It made your heart flutter. Every word that he is saying he truly means.

You walk out of the bathroom and go back to the bed and swaddle him in a hug. These words meant so much to you. As you pull away, you look at him dead in the eyes with the biggest grin on your face, very much resembling his bunny grin.

“Kook, that means so much to me. You have no idea how grateful I am that you saw past me as just a fan. I want to do everything for you and give you as much as I can. I love every part about you and I can’t wait to spend more time with you. Seeing you grow as a musician and as a person is the most rewarding thing. I love you more than you think.”

“You’re gonna make me cry, princess” he says as he is already wiping tears off of his cheeks.

“ Come on Kookie, we should probably get moving before you have to get prepared for the show tonight.” you say. Although you really wish you could have the whole day together to just spend in bed.

You’re the first to get out of bed so you can go finish your makeup and pick out an outfit. Jungkook still has to do his entire morning routine which should take him about a half hour which gives you plenty of time to pick out an outfit.

While Jungkook is in the bathroom, you go through your stuffed little wardrobe and decide on taking Jungkook’s yellow sweater and black skirt and white tennis shoes.

“Did you take my sweater? Jungkook asks.

“ Um. maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t” you say

Jungkook makes his way out of the bathroom to see you sitting on the edge of the bed looking down at your phone. He can’t help but stare. You always look so gorgeous no matter what you wear.

“You look so cute in my clothes, princess,” he says.

You blush. You always seem to whenever Jungkook compliments you. Or even looks at you.

“Are you ready to go? There is this really cute french bakery I want to go too, I’m starving,” you say.

“Yes, let’s head out,”.

And with that, you two were off.

Once you found the spot, the waiter seated you in a more private area just so that you two don’t get bombarded,

“What do you want to do after this? Any sightseeing that you want to do?” you asked.

“I was thinking of taking you shopping. I know that there is something that you have been talking about for awhile and I wanted to go ahead and get you it. I know you’re gonna say that you’re going to say you feel bad, but please let me do this. I know when we have show dates we don’t get to spend a lot of time together, so let me do this for you. It’s the least I can do after all you’ve done for me.”

“Jungkook, what do you have planned? I don’t want you to go crazy with the spending. You do a lot for me already,” you said

“Princess, please. Let me spoil you just this once,” he pleads.

“Fine, just this once.”

Jungkook rushes to finish breakfast so he can buy things for you. You never let this happen, so needless to say, Jungkook was very excited that you said yes to this.

You see that you’re headed to the designer stores and you stop.

“Jungkook, no. I would feel so guilty if you even took me into one of these stores. Why are you buying me this,” you asked.

“Because I want to do something nice for you and you already said yes so you can’t take it back,” Jungkook smiles so wide.

This boy will be the death of you, but you love him so much.

Eventually two hours have gone by and Jungkook has bought you a Louis Vuitton bag, three pairs of Balenciaga shoes, and a Prada dress.

“Okay Kookie this is enough. We can’t even carry anymore bags, plus we have to get back so you can get ready for soundcheck,” you say.

As you start to make your way back, you notice a change in Jungkook. He’s got this look in his eyes and you can’t tell if he’s tired or mad. But you leave it alone.

You make your way back to the hotel so that Jungkook can get ready for soundcheck and you can get ready for the show tonight.

You had gone to soundcheck the night before, but you had a surprise planned for Jungkook that he didn’t know about.

“Kookie, I’m gonna stay back and get ready for your show while you go to soundcheck. I’m so excited to see you perform tonight. You always look so good,” you say.

Jungkook had this glare in his eyes and it is still reminding you of earlier. You can’t tell if he is mad or tired, but once again, you choose to ignore it.

Jungkook just walks away briskly and you can’t seem to understand why. But you just make your way back into the bathroom. He can be upset, but you know what you have planned will instantly make him feel better.

You sit on the counter and start curling your hair in big bombshell curls that Jungkook always said that he liked. You hear the door open and close signaling that Jungkook has left for soundcheck, which was your cue to get your outfit out of your suitcase that you had hidden.

Jungkook had always complimented that you looked great in red, so you took it upon yourself to buy a red and sexy bodysuit that you knew would have him drooling.

You take out the bodysuit along with a black pu skirt, his leather jacket and pair of black platform knee high boots.

Once you finish your look, you take a car to the stadium. Little does Jungkook know that you bought a first row ticket as a surprise.

Flashback to the beginning of March when ARMY presale went out, you made sure you got yourself a ticket. This would be the last thing that Jungkook would have expected considering you had always been watching the shows from the backstage. Jungkook wanted you to stay safe and he knew how wild his fans could get.

You enter the stadium at 7:00 to find your way to your seat considering that the stadium is enormous. As you’re walking, you get a couple of comments from ARMY and you are more than excited. Once you find your seat, you pair your army bomb

The stadium lights dim and the intro video starts playing on the screens.

You can’t help but scream. You still adore BTS and your inner fangirl is going crazy.

They play ON and you are going crazy. Once ON ends and Fire begins, that's when Jungkook had made his way to the end of the runway, and he saw you, but his eyes looked so dark. You know he saw you because he made a gesture on himself that signaled to you that he saw your outfit. His eyes went black.

The first intermission had come and you saw the boys run backstage for an outfit change.This was the perfect time for you to sit down. Maybe wearing platform shoes wasn’t the best idea. Oh well, beauty is pain right?

“Dude, are you seriously sporting a boner right now?” Hoseok asked.

“You don’t understand. Y/N is in the front row and didn’t tell me about it,” says Jungkook.

“Did you see her outfit? I can’t help myself. She looks so damn good,” he says.

“Okay, well try not to jizz yourself because there is no way you aren’t going to be staring at her for the rest of the show. I know you,” Hoseok quipped.

You are enjoying yourself at this show and everything that it has to offer. You can’t even keep track of time because you are so in the moment. Before you know it, all the boys start with their thanks for everyone.

You listen intently to what everyone has to say, knowing that every word that comes out of their mouth is genuine.

The concert comes to an end and you are escorted by a guard who says that someone is asking you from the group. Of course you knew exactly who it was. The guard had told you to go to the dressing room, and immediately your heart sank to the floor in nervousness.

You walk into the dressing room to see Jungkook sitting on the couch, legs spread and out of breath.

“Are you okay, Kookie?” you question.

“Oh, baby, you had me so distracted the entire show,” he started pulling you towards him so you were standing in front of him as he was sitting.

“You look so good in red, princess. When did you buy your ticket?” he asked.

“I bought it awhile ago, I wanted to surprise you because I always watch the shows from the side and don’t get a good look at you,” you said.

“You’re too cute. Here, come sit on my lap, princess. I missed you so much,” Jungkook says.

You make your way to sit on his lap, but Jungkook had a different definition. He wanted you to straddle your lap so your skirt rode up your legs and he had easier access to your ass. You had planned this knowing how much Jungkook loses it whenever you wear anything tight or revealing.

“You performed really well tonight,” you say as you stroke the hair on the nape of his neck. You are always fascinated at how much energy Jungkook has on stage, and for a 2 ½ hour performance no less.

“Thank you baby,” Jungkook says. He looks at you with those eyes again. The ones that you can’t seem to pinpoint what he is thinking of.

“You’ve been looking at me like that all day and I don’t understand why,” you say. Jungkook just continues to look at you with those same eyes.

“Baby, let’s go back to the hotel. I wanna treat you to something,” he says.

You raise your eyebrows in confusion and then check your phone for the time. It’s 11:30pm and you were nowhere near tired.

“Okay Kookie. Whatever you want,” you say

As you two are walking to the car, you notice that Jungkook is a lot more touchy than usual. He keeps running his hand down to your ass and giving light squeezes, and if he isn’t doing that, he has a grip on your waist like a python has on its prey.

By the time you get to the car he is all over you. Jungkook is kissing your neck and has his hand in between your legs, grazing your soaked underwear and you are trying so hard to suppress your moans.

“Don’t make too much noise princess. Wouldn’t want the driver to know how much of a slut you are,” he says.

The wetness in your underwear just doubled with what he just said. Sure Jungkook had his kinks, but this is one of yours that you have been too scared to even talk about it in front of him.

“You’re gonna show me how much of a slut you are once we get back to the hotel, do you understand?” he says.

“Yes, Kook,” you say in the most seductive tone that you can muster.

Jungkook can’t help but look at how beautiful you look. You are gorgeous always, but this is something different. Already looking fucked out and he hasn’t barely done anything to you. He knows the effect that he has on you and he uses that to his advantage as much as he can.

This has to be the longest car ride you have ever been in. Not that the actual distance is far, but Jungkook touching you is making it absolutely agonizing.

Once you finally make it to the hotel, Jungkook just stares at you as you make your way to sit on the bed.

He slowly makes his way to your frame and places his large hands on your waist, moving them slowly up and down your sides.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you did,” he says sternly,

All you can do is look up at him confused. There was absolutely no idea he would’ve known you got a ticket. You can’t help but rack your brain with any possible thing you’ve done that would make him this upset.

“ Don’t try and act innocent when you wear something that instantly makes me want to rip it off of you. I constantly want to rip your clothes off because you are so fucking beacutiful. But this, goddamn. I’ve been hard since I saw you baby. And all my hyungs saw you too. And they noticed how fucking good you looked. You look so fucking good. Like a pretty princess who is begging to get her brains fucked out.”

At this point you are at a loss for words. Jungkook is towering over you due to the fact that he is standing while you are sitting and his words are causing a river to flow in your panties. Every word that comes out of your mouth is causing you to clench around nothing, making you want him even more.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

This little bitch. He knows exactly what he is doing. But now you have to make a decision. Do you go along with it, or do you make him angry by being a brat?

You woke up this morning and chose violence.

“Oh Kook, you have no clue what you’re thinking. You know how much I love attention. I’m glad your hyungs saw me, that was the point. Now if you don’t mind, I’m gonna go downstairs and grab a drink.”

You made a mistake. Jungkook’s eyes have never looked darker and you’re honestly kind of scared. Not in a bad way, but in a way that makes you excited as to what is going to come next.

Before you even have the chance to make your way off of the bed, Jungkook holds you in place and pushes your torso down onto the bed.

“You are not going anywhere until I fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to think of my hyungs.”

Your plan worked.

Jungkook starts feverishly undressing you. Piece by piece.

“Oh, you’re such a slut,” he says breathily

“Not only did you wear such a hot outfit, but you put this on underneath. You have a lot of nerve princess.”

You had forgotten the lovely little piece of lingerie that you put on underneath. Of course it was black because he would go crazy and you lived for that.

In reality, he wants you to keep it on, but he is so horny that he isn’t even thinking when he starts taking off your panties.

“Come on, baby. I need to eat you out immediately. Go on and open your pretty legs for me.”

You do as Jungkook commands and you are so on edge as you have been waiting for this literally since this morning.

“God, baby. You are so fucking wet. I can’t wait to taste you.”

All you can do is simply moan at his words.

Jungkook starts by teasing you by kissing your thighs. He has always loved how plush and soft they were. Light feathery kisses are all he has to do in order for you to start squirming.

Jungkook finally puts his head right in between your legs and licks a low and slow stripe right up your slit and stops right at your clit. Only for him to start suscking on it. Jungkook is really aggressive when it comes to eating you out. Solely because he lives for your reaction. He knows how to work his tongue and it shows.Your body can’t stop vibrating and your legs are already shaking. This just fuels Jungkook even more to continue his assault on your clit.

“Jungkook, I- I’m gonna cum”

“Cum, baby. That doesn’t mean I’m going to stop.”

Before you can even try and quip back with a comment, your orgasm washes over you with such violence. But Jungkook didn’t stop. If anything, he went in harder. You were squeezing your eyes so hard that tears started flowing out of you.

“Aww, baby are you crying? You look so pretty.”

Jungkook moves his way up to your face and kisses your tears off your face. But what you weren’t expecting was him to slip his cock right into your already abused pussy.

“Fuck, princess. You feel so fucking good. I’ve been waiting to do this since I saw you.”

Jungkook doesn’t even give you a chance to adjust to him. He continues to thrust and with each thrust, your whines become louder and louder. You can feel every vein on Jungkook’s cock as you walls hug him perfectly. Before you know it, your second orgasm washes over you.

“Fuck, baby. If you keep squeezing around me I’m I-.”

Jungkook can’t even finish his sentence as he shoots hot ropes of cum inside of you. Jungkook slowly pulls out of you, but he doesn’t lat down.

“Where are you going?”

“I have to get stuff to clean you up. I’m not going to leave you here with my cum leaking out of you. Although it is quite the sight, it’s not necessarily the cleanest.”

You sit and revel on how you have the greatest boyfriend in the world. Before you can even make a coherent thought, you eyes flutter shut and you are off to dreamland.

The morning sun shines through the window as you open you eyes very slowly. You look on the floor and see the clothing from last night. Evidence from you and Jungkook’s escapade. You see that you have been dressed in clean panties and a giagantic shirt. A heavy is ever so delicately placed over your stomach. You peer over to the left and see Jungkook staring at you.

“Hi, baby. Did you sleep well? I put you in my shirt because I wanted you to be more comfortable.”

“You’re so sweet, Kook.”

It’s already 11 o’clock and you just look back to Jungkook.

“What did you want to do today, princess. I don’t have a performance so we can actually spend the day going around and exploring.”

“Considering that my legs are barely functioning, can we just stay in bed for a little longer. Maybe we can go out for dinner somewhere nice. I have a dress I have been saving for something like this.”

“Oh God. Are you trying to break me?”

All you can do is laugh as you snuggle more onto his chest. You have never been happier in your life. You have the best man on the planet and you can’t complain about anything. This really has been a moment to not forget.

“I love you baby. You need to rest a little more and then I’m going to give you the best evening ever. I love you so much.”

His sweet words are enough for you to match his bunny grin and tackle him in kisses. You could not be happier.

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yoongsisbae · 3 years

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Caught! House of Cards - Chapter 2

WHOA I am amazed by all the love this story has received so far, chapter one has become my most liked post, huh?! I'm in shock, thank you! My thirst for muster Joon fueled this to be released earlier than anticipated, so enjoy! ;)

OT7 yandere!BTS x reader, Yoongi x reader & Taehyung x reader & Namjoon x reader focused this chapter

Warnings: 18+ dark themes, voyeur, masturbation A LOT of it, gaslighting & reader manipulation, shibari, intoxication, dubcon, choking, public nudity, sexual touching in public, dom!Namjoon & sub!reader

Word count: 5.3k

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You press record and the red light on your webcam lights up. Your heartbeat races as you navigate the House of Cards website. You already have viewers and you’ve only just spent your time staring at the chat. You wish you had picked something sexier as you sit cross legged in an oversized shirt and sleep shorts. You wear a red eye mask to conceal your identity, part of an old superhero Halloween costume you pulled out from the depths of your closet. You felt like a dumbass. ‘Super Girl wouldn’t have to do this kind of shit.’

“Sorry, i-it’s my first time...m-maybe I could take suggestions?” You watch the chat move as you hold your breath. You wanted to sound sexy but you can’t stop stuttering out your words.

You’ve never been more anxious in your life, the ends of your fingers feel numb and you can hear your own pulse thumping in your ears. You’re openly inviting strangers to get off on your body, you’re about to expose yourself in ways you’ve never done before. This isn’t like sending a sexy photo to a boyfriend when you’re feeling needy, this is so much more reckless.

Just when you’re starting to regret doing this, just when you’re about to end the feed and hide in humiliation, a notification ding pulls you away from your thoughts.

Suga: take off your shirt

Your on-screen balance goes from zero to a hundred dollars. You gulp and your eyes go wide at the amount. A hundred dollars just to take your shirt off? That seems too good to be true.

‘Okay, this is what you signed up for, y/n. It's now or never!’ You mentally hype yourself up. You keep your mission in mind, make enough money to keep a roof over your head for this month.

Your shaky fingers find the hem of your shirt “F-for you-” you squint reading the username again, “For you, Suga.” You lift the shirt slowly off your body, exposing the curves of your breasts, revealing your red lace bra to your viewers.

The collar of your shirt gets stuck around your head. You feel like an idiot as you try to wrestle the shirt off your body without pulling off your mask.

---

Yoongi snorts at his screen, his lips curving up into a half smile. He sits behind two computer monitors. He watches as you stutter out apologies to your audience, entertained by your clumsiness.

He peers over his shoulder, to where his friends are playing a game of billiards. “Hey, we have a new one!”

“Oh yeah? It’s been awhile since someone joined.” Namjoon puts his pool stick down and walks over to Yoongi to get a closer look. He laughs, “What is she doing? Is this her first time?”

“It is,” Yoongi hums.

“Ah, well now I’m intrigued.” Namjoon pulls out his cell, quickly pulling up the website on his phone.

Yoongi licks his lips, “I think she’s cute.” He watches another hundred dollars add to your total as someone asks for you to remove your shorts. He notices the username and sends a glare to the man standing over his shoulder.

“What? Just trying to move the show along.” Namjoon gives Yoongi’s shoulder a shake. “You never did like sharing.”

“And you never knew how to properly take care of my toys.”

Namjoon laughs. He studies your figure and the way you move back and forth awkwardly on the bed. You’re trying to find the best pose for your request until you finally decide to lie on your back and lift up your hips, pulling your shorts down and off your legs so you’re in nothing but a bra and panties. He leans over Yoongi’s shoulder, eyes level with his monitor to get a better look at you. “She is very cute. I could have a lot of fun with her.”

Yoongi grunts. He watches you press the cups of your bra together to show your cleavage off for him. The chatroom viewer count jumps into 3 digits. You’re so eager to please your audience, he thinks, jumping at the chance to perform the simplest of requests. And he is eager to learn just how far he can push you.

Yoongi types a reply quickly and hits the donate button. He hears his friend let out a low whistle next to him.

---

A thousand dollars?! Someone just donated a thousand dollars. What the hell?

Suga: spread your legs for me. touch yourself.

Your breath hitches. You watch as another wave of viewers are added to the chat, another trickle of donations following. You feel high from their attention, and the money just keeps on rolling in! You've been so worried and stressed since lockdown happened and now you're almost guaranteed to accomplish your goal, finally something is going right, your heart jumps in excitement. It’s starting to feel...fun. You had discarded your embarrassment along with your clothes, thrown somewhere in a heap on the floor. You lean back on your palms and bring your knees together. You can feel the damp cloth of your underwear rub against your core. You’re ashamed to admit how turned on you are. The higher the viewer count goes the wetter you become. You slowly spread your legs to the camera, reveling in the game you're playing with your faceless admirers. Your eyes read over the chat, taking in all their praises of your body. Flattering compliments intermingled with salacious requests pass by the second, it’s overwhelming, and only serves to fuel your arousal.

---

Your sweet voice plays through Yoongi’s speakers, “Thank you Suga.”

“Oh fuck, she’s so wet.” Hoseok pulls up a chair next to Yoongi and Namjoon. They all stare at the screen, at the center of your light pink panties. There is a noticeable dark spot that propels the chatroom into a frenzy.

“Take a look at that view count, it’s one of our highest this month, right?” Namjoon asks Yoongi. He hums in acknowledgement. “They really have nothing better to do now that we’re all stuck in our homes,” Namjoon jeers.

The three men watch silently as your breathing escalates, taking note of how you shake and moan. Hoseok uses the camera on his phone to zoom in on your face scrunched up in pleasure and takes a snapshot.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow at his friend. “I’m just showing Jin! She’s his type.” Namjoon laughs. Hoseok cocks his head to the side in confusion while Yoongi scoffs.

Of course you're Jin's type, Yoongi thinks. You're so beautiful and Jin loves to treasure beauty. Jin loves to admire his treasures, taking pleasure in finding the cracks within perfection to break them wider. He's going to have to watch out for Jin.

Yoongi’s and Hoseok’s phones ding with a notification. “Did you have to do that?” Yoongi questions Namjoon, starting to feel annoyed. He pasted a link to your stream to the group chat.

“They are probably already watching. Look,” he points to your view count, soaring into the thousands. The man on his side gives him a dirty look.

---

You place your hands inside your bra and panties, still not comfortable enough to bare it all just yet. You cup your breasts and roll your hips into your palm getting off on the friction. Your soaked panties pull on your hips, stretch against your knuckles, revealing parts of you every once in a while to the camera. How many men had their dicks out right now, how many were falling apart with you? The thought made you clenched down on nothing, covering your hand in your essence. You pull your hand away from your core and put your palm in front of the camera, showing off your wet fingers to your faceless admirers.

---

Taehyung groans. You wiggle your fingers to him, traces of your arousal drip in between, he imagines himself licking each digit clean. He imagines his own long fingers stuffing you instead, pulling sweet moans from your lips, you dripping all over him. Fuck he wants to taste you, he bets you taste so sweet, just divine.

His hands fists his hard erection, his tongue between his teeth as he watches you on his laptop. Each time you cry out in pleasure, he thrusts into his clenched fist, imagining your tight cunt wrapped around him instead. Taehyung almost loses it when you let out a needy whine, imagining all the ways he could make you cry and whimper at his hands. He wishes he had you here so he could taste and smell your body, god if you were here he would make you cum over and over again until you cry and beg him to stop.

---

Someone sends you five hundred dollars, the second largest donation of the night.

V: You’re so beautiful

No request, no lewdness, nothing other than the simple phrase that you didn’t realize how much you ached to hear. Your face goes hot. You let your hand speed up. You try to imagine the words spoken, whispered in your ear, focus on them besides the dings of your laptop and wet sounds coming from your soaking core.

You imagine a man on top of you whispering how beautiful he finds you. You throw your head back lost in pleasure, letting your fantasies overtake you until the heat inside you bursts. You gasp and shudder, forgetting about the camera on you, riding out your high for as long as you can. The fantasy man leaves your thoughts as you come back down to earth, alone again in your room. Finally, you open your eyes, staring at the ceiling of your room. The chatroom dings and dings.

Now that you’ve reached your high, the flames of your arousal abruptly extinguishes, an icy current of mortification at what you’ve done hits you in waves. You sit up shakily, wiping the sweat off your brow. Too scared to look at your reflection, you look down at your keyboard instead, trying to steady your breathing.

“Thank you for coming to my first broadcast. I’m going to log off now.”

Instead of shutting off the stream you hold down the power button of your laptop to turn your entire computer off. You lay back down as your phone vibrates with a notification. The total sum of what you made on your first live stream. You can’t believe it, laughing at the ridiculousness of it. You pull the mask off your face and throw the offending material across the room. As you steady your breathing you push down the regret that creeps over you, thoughts that ring in your ears like a lecture from your mother, feeling shame and disgust at what you allowed yourself to become. Whatever, you did what you had to do.

---

It’s an hour before you have to clock out on your last shift of the week. Your manager pulls you aside to speak with you. There’s concern in his voice and a frown etched on his face, “He is here again.”

“Oh,” you grimace, why is he so early?! “He’s, um, here to pick me up.”

Your manager’s eyes go wide. “You’re going to go somewhere with that psycho?”

“I-I can’t say.”

“If it’s money again I can see about getting you some more hours.” He grabs a clipboard off the back wall, flipping through the schedule.

You wince. “No, it’s just something I have to do and then this should all be over and done with. It will be fine.” Will it be fine? You hope so.

He gives you a skeptical look. “Are you sure? You’re sure you’re going to be okay?”

You don’t know, but you nod your head regardless, “Yes.”

“Okay,” He sighs, still looking worried, “I’ll see you Monday?”

You give him a reassuring smile. “See you Monday. Have a good weekend.”

---

An hour later you clock out and Yoongi makes his way next to you. You were grateful he didn’t make another scene, he had sat in the corner sipping on coffee, hardly paying attention to you. He didn’t have to, not when he had your store's camera system connected to his phone.

You look him over, Yoongi looks as posh as ever. He wears all black, and tight pants that show off his, well anyways, why does he have to look so good? You huff, staring anywhere else, motioning your arm, “After you.”

The man gives you a wicked smile and offers you his arm. You resist the urge to roll your eyes, but reach for his elbow. You felt silly in your dirty work clothes holding onto him. Why did you even bother waking up early today to put on a face full of makeup when you just ended up sweating it off?

"Your manager doesn't seem happy to see me," he teases.

"I wonder why..." you send him a glare.

Of course this motherfucker has a Rolls Royce. You grumble next to him. Yoongi opens the passenger’s door for you and you slide inside. When was the last time someone has done that for you? Tinder culture has really screwed you in more ways than one. You watch as he circles to the other side, he looks so powerful and sexy.

Stop, what's gotten into you?! You push down the butterflies fluttering around in the pit of your stomach. When he starts the car, he leans over to you, invading your space and making you flinch.

“Calm down, I’m not going to hurt you.” His eyes travel down your body, “Unless you want me to.” His face is too close to yours, you can feel his breath on your skin as he smirks down at you.

He reaches for the strap of your seat belt, his body now entirely pressed up against yours and he pulls on the strap and buckles it for you. Your face grows hot, it felt like he was teasing you, his presence leaving you as quickly as it came. You swallow down the lump in your throat, wishing you had water for your suddenly dry mouth.

He had smelled good. Manly. It’s been so damn long since you’ve been on a date, under the excuse of social distancing, but really you’ve just stopped trying to go out on boring typical dates with normal boring men so you can have boring vanilla sex. It was a hassle, you had gotten used to the instant gratification from your viewers. But now you had neither. That's why you were so wound up, not because you wanted this smug asshole, no way.

As he reversed, you realize you have to give him your address. You bite your lower lip, thinking what to do. Maybe you can get him to drop you off somewhere close by, but Yoongi is already setting up the GPS with another location.

“Umm, I thought we were going to stop by my house first.”

“Why?”

“So I can change?”

“Not necessary, you can change on the boat. I have clothes for you since I noticed you never cashed my check.” His piercing eyes flash with anger, the accusation making you shift uncomfortably. Cashing Yoongi's check made what was happening feel like a transaction, and you weren't willing to give him that power over you.

“I-I did not agree to get on a boat with you,” you frown, red flags popping up in your head at the thought of being alone in the middle of nowhere, out at sea, with a stranger who says he’ll hurt you if you ask him to.

“You agreed to go to a party with me. That’s how we get to the party, sweetheart.”

Dammit.

---

When Yoongi said boat you didn’t realize he meant yacht. It’s huge. He leads you into the main cabin, there are clothes already laid out for you on the bed.

He shows you how to work the shower before leaving you alone. You know you were washing off the sweat and grime of the day to make yourself presentable for this party of his, but why did you feel like you were cleaning yourself up for Yoongi specifically. It made you feel uneasy. You tried to silence the alarm bells ringing in your head and focus on getting ready. It's just one night out and then you can say goodbye to Yoongi forever.

The dress was black and tight. It hugged your curves and showed off your cleavage. You can admit it was a hot dress and you felt hot in it. It’s exactly the style you like, as if Yoongi had pulled it right out from one of your favorite Pinterest boards. You sigh as you look at yourself in the mirror, the dress came with a set of lingerie that you almost didn’t put on, embarrassed by wearing underwear picked out by a man you knew nothing about. This wasn't like the times you let your viewers choose your outfits for broadcast, this was different...right?

You decide to go all out with makeup, realizing there is no doubt going to be many beautiful people at this party that look as attractive and expensive as Yoongi, so you might as well try to blend in. You put on the finishing touches, a dark red lip, when there’s a knock on the door.

Yoongi walks in, he’s changed too. He's wearing a black button down and black pants, it matches your outfit. Almost all of his fingers are adorned with silver rings. His hair styled in an unkept bedhead way that makes him look younger. You try not to stare or think about how ridiculously handsome he looks.

You look breathtaking, Yoongi thinks, ‘Only one thing missing.’ He pulls out a black choker with a gold pendant from his pocket. “For you, I think it completes the look.” He gives you a genuine smile.

“I-I...Thank you.” you don’t know what else to say. His fingertips graze your collarbones, lighting a trail of fire across your chest. Yoongi clasps the choker around your neck, the pull against your sensitive skin gives you goosebumps. His pointer finger finds its way under your jaw to lift your chin up. “Ready for some fun?” You leave with Yoongi before you have time to inspect his present, notice that on the gold heart pendant there are initials delicately scrawled in the middle. ‘MYG’

---

You enter the party mesmerized. An island. A mansion. A secret paradise. A place where the party never needed to end.

The hall is decorated from top to bottom in gold and crystal, intricate glass centerpieces and art at every corner, but what caught your eye and made your heart drop into the pit of your stomach was an entirely different kind of centerpiece. Around the main room, suspended from the ceiling, gold ropes dropped in a dozen different areas. The most beautiful women you’ve ever seen hung under spotlights, the rope tied in intricate patterns around their naked bodies, each placed in a different position. Saliva pooled inside your mouth as you watched in awe.

Party goers gravitated to them, watching the women as they ate finger food and drank. Yoongi’s breath tickled the back of your neck as he whispered in your ear. “You look like you want to join them,” His dark eyes narrowed on you.

“I’m just admiring the view,” you try to act unaffected by his words, “Don’t get your hopes up. I’m hungry,” you whine, changing the subject, you let Yoongi pull you through the crowd.

---

Jungkook grips his wine glass so tight the stem breaks in half, the glass pieces cutting the palm of his hand. He is so full of rage he barely feels the sting, letting the blood drip on his expensive suit. That conniving little man Yoongi has his hands all over your body. How did he have you? Had this been his plan all along? Did Yoongi convince you to leave the site so he could have you all to himself? And you fell into his trap! Jungkook knows it’s not your fault for being manipulated, he knows how devious his business partner can be, but he wants to punish you just the same. He has to tell someone. Taehyung will know what to do! He searches for his friend, before he goes straight to Yoongi and kills him instead.

---

“Min, please introduce us to your date!” The crowd parts as two men advance towards Yoongi. You were just getting used to Yoongi’s cold reserved demeanor when his friends’ beaming playful attitude catch you off guard. The pair is full of energy, they commanded attention, and you could tell by their looks they most certainly were used to being in the center of it.

“You know who she is,” Yoongi rolls his eyes, his hand around your waist pulling you closer to him. What did he mean? Were they-

“But we haven’t formally met! I’m Hoseok, you can call me Hobi.” He winks at you and gives you a bright smile. “This is Jimin!”

‘Jimin.’ That name is familiar to you. No way, this beautiful man is not your Jimin. Not one of your top donators Jimin. No way in hell-

“I’m so happy to have finally met you in person, Dahlia.” Jimin holds your hand in his and brings your fingers to his lips, giving you a small wink. Oh my god he’s attractive. This is the same man who paid you for late night private chats, crying about how lonely he was, he is that Jimin. You’re so astonished you don’t even register the way Yoongi’s fingers dig into your hip in jealousy.

Hoseok and Jimin are fun. The three of you drink another round of sparkling champagne as the duo takes turns telling you wild stories, making you dissolve into a fit of giggles. Yoongi sips on his whisky while he watches the three of you roar with laughter. He doesn’t mind, he uses their charm to his advantage. As expected around the extroverted pair you start feeling more comfortable, you let your guard down around Yoongi, so Yoongi doesn’t mind. You're his date after all, you’re his.

“Looks like everyone made it!” Jimin waves at a trio of men headed towards your group.

“Almost everyone,” Yoongi corrects. He drapes his arm over your shoulder and you lean into him, your body swaying from the alcohol in your system. Yoongi delights in the way the men looked at you in his arms, the visible shock and anger on their faces. “Y/n, this is Seokjin, Taehyung, and Jungkook.”

You nod in their direction, barely regarding them, instead giggling at Jimin who is making a funny face at you trying to steal your attention.

“Namjoon says he’s sorry he couldn’t make it, something came up.” Taehyung addresses Yoongi.

Yoongi frowns at the information, it’s not like Joon to change plans so suddenly.

“I need to use the restroom, excuse me.”

“I’ll show you where it is,” Yoongi begins to take you, but Taehyung’s hand grips Yoongi’s shoulder, pulling him back. “Let the lady go, it’s been so long since we’ve all seen you, Yoongi. I missed my friend. You can make your way, right baby?”

Six heads turn to look at you and you feel hot under their intense stares. “Um, yea-yes, I’ll be right back.” You leave before Yoongi can protest.

---

This place is huge. You can’t remember how you found the bathroom or how to get back to Yoongi, and the room felt like it was spinning. The party had become louder, more obnoxious as drugs and alcohol loosened everyone’s inhibitions.

You shouldn’t have drank so much, you didn’t realize how much alcohol Jimin and Hobi had been feeding you until it was too late, and now you could barely make out people’s faces. What are you going to do? Yoongi had your cell in his pocket, why did you give it to him? Jimin had grabbed it out of your hand to put his contact information in, and handed it back to Yoongi instead. You didn't even protest, you were too busy being mesmerized by Hoseok as he swayed his hips to the music playing, rolling his body to the beat.

You lean against an empty space of wall, between two couples obnoxiously making out. You’re all alone in a strange house with no way to call for help, the gravity of your situation hits you all at once and your head begins to throb.

Maybe if you can make it to the second floor you can spot Yoongi and the others in the crowd. You stumble your way to the stairs, hoping your plan works.

You see Yoongi. The bastard is still drinking his whisky while his friend’s banter amongst themselves. You exhale, finally calming down. The fresh air away from everyone helps to take away your dizziness. You watch the six men, they are all so good looking. They have to be the most attractive men at the party. You didn’t notice how intimidating the group looks, finding it funny how party goers instinctively keep their distance from them.

The three new men are tall and big, they could be models, or maybe athletes, you should have paid attention when Yoongi was introducing you to them. What were their names, Junhyung? Taejung? If Yoongi was a House member, and Jimin was a House member, could they all be...no.

You’re about to turn to leave when hands cover your mouth and grab at your waist. Your scream is completely muffled out behind the stranger’s large hand.

He holds you in a suffocating embrace, covering both your mouth and nose, you realize you really cannot breathe. You try to pry his hand off your face but it’s impossible, he’s too strong and too big, easily overpowering you. The air in your lungs is trapped inside of you as you try to scream. Is this how you die?

“Hey baby.”

‘RM.’ The last time you met him, you had your vision taken, so you could never forget the unmistakable deep rumble of his voice.

Your mind is reeling. You stop fighting against his hold and he finally removes his hand, placing it around your neck instead. You gasp and cough out, inhaling air quickly, afraid your breath will be taken away again.

You guess it made sense, first Jimin now RM, were all the party goers members too? The thought terrified you. You had no idea what your viewers looked like, yet they all knew what you looked like naked. Just how many knew who you were? It made you queasy, you shudder against RM. RM, a top donator, plastered against your back, it felt like a fever dream.

You remember all the times you flirted with him behind the protection of your computer screen, now there were no digital barriers to stop his advances. No house rules to lessen his stifling touches.

“I missed you, baby. I’m a little upset you stayed away for so long, but seeing you here dressed up so pretty, like a present I get to unwrap, I can forgive you.” The hand that held your waist down against him traveled up your stomach, between your breasts, until it settled around your neck as well. “I’m so so glad you came back to us.” His deep velvet voice rumbled in your ear, making your legs tremble.

His strong fingers begin to massage your neck. It feels so good, you bite back a moan. Namjoon rubs deep circles into your shoulder blades. You can’t help but melt into his relaxing massage, your nerves had been wound so tightly before, his expert fingers finding each knotted muscle in your back. You try to sneak a glance behind you, but every time you try, Namjoon’s hands find your jaw, keeping your attention forward.

“How is Yoongi treating you?” RM knows Yoongi? You felt so out of the loop, you tried to make sense of it all but you could only concentrate on the way his fingers pressed against your skin.

“He’s being a perfect gentleman.”

“A 'gentleman,'” Namjoon laughs, “Are we talking about the same man?” You roll your head as his fingers work the tense muscles of your neck. His thumb runs underneath your choker, ever so slightly tightening the fabric around your skin. “He was planning to keep you all to himself,” Namjoon tuts.

Anger erupts inside of him as he notices the piece of jewelry, and he pulls you into another crushing embrace, his hands underneath the curves of your breasts. “Now what would he do if he saw you in my arms, hmm?” He makes you walk back to the balcony, hands groping your chest and body pressing you forward into the banister. Truthfully, you’re scared of what Yoongi would do if he saw you, you had no idea what he was capable of, but the pleasure RM was giving you was hard to fight against.

“RM, please...” you don’t know what you’re begging him for, to let you go, to touch you more.

“Look at him.” His voice deepens, his authoritative tone makes you whimper in his arms.

His arms travel to your waist, his fingers pulling at the hem of your dress, lifting it tortuously slow. His fingertips ghost over your lace panties. “Look at how wet you are, dirty girl.” He pulls them down your thighs. If anyone were to look up, they’d see you completely bare. The thought makes you pulse.

Taehyung and Jungkook had come to Namjoon to tell him what Yoongi had done. Namjoon almost felt bad, Yoongi was like a brother to him, so Namjoon knew how much he cared about you. But why would he parade you around in front of the others, like a sweet treat on a platter? Yoongi surely knew them all well enough to know they'd want to take a bite.

“Now keep your eyes on Yoongi, what is he doing right now?”

You start to speak and Namjoon pushes two fingers inside you, all the way in to his knuckles. You let out a gasp, and he pinches the sensitive skin of breast through your dress. “Answer daddy, baby girl.”

You fight back tears, your mouth goes dry as you try to hold yourself together. “H-he’s talking to Hobi.” Namjoon inserts another finger into you at the nickname you use for his friend, the stretch is bordering on painful, making you cry out. You try to stifle your whimpers, it just turns Namjoon on even more. He grinds his erection into your ass. His smell, his dirty words, his roughness, you've forgotten how much you craved it.

“Hobi, is it? When did you and him become so friendly? Baby, you’re making me jealous. Is that what you want?” With three fingers inside you, he sets a punishing pace. It’s been awhile since you’ve felt so full. Perhaps the last time you truly felt like this was by RM himself. You pulse around his fingers at the memory. Your legs shake as his thumb finds your clit, pressing into your sensitive hood. “P-please…”

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum, Daddy.”

He groans in your ear. “Hmm no.” He pulls his fingers out of you, you hold onto the banister as your orgasm escapes you. Your body shakes with need.

“You’ll come find me later tonight, won’t you, baby girl?” His warmth leaves your body, when you turn around no one is there.

---

Oh my so many questions, not many answers. Will you see your manager on Monday? Lol thank you again for enjoying my story, let me know what you think! <3

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how to care for your hybrid | jjk

Pairing: hybrid!Jungkook/Reader

Member: Jungkook

Length: 5253 words

Genre: smut, fluff, angst, 5+1

Rating: 18+

Triggers/Warnings: smut, hybrid smut, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), insinuation of past abuse (but nothing explicit or even saying what happened), mention of abandonment

Project: @btscreatorscorner March workshop with the theme push the limits

Summary: how to care for your hybrid, or 5 times you cared for bunny hybrid!Jungkook and one time he took care of you

A/N: So this was supposed to be a drabble and it turned out to be a 5k fic. Alright. This was written for this month’s workshop for BTS Creators’ Corner network, and the theme was to push the limits. I had never written a hybrid fic before, so I interpret the theme as coming out of my writing comfort zone (even though it’s still smut...) Thankssss to my lobely lobely betas, @heejinnien for beta-reading the sfw parts of this fic, and to @taegularities for beta-reading the nsfw bit :3 I love you girls ♥

You can find the sequel here.

1. Provide them with a comfortable home

You still remembered the day you had brought Jungkook home from the shelter. You had gone with a friend, just as a companion, not intending nor really wanting to adopt a hybrid. Sure, you’d feel lonely sometimes, living by yourself and in a foreign country, but the thought of adopting a hybrid had never crossed your mind. Adopting a plant? Sure. Adopting a cat? Maybe. Adopting a hybrid? Never. Until you saw him, that is.

The shelter was legit, your friend had said, having done her research. But the place still made you uncomfortable; the creatures, those people, inside the divisions - you refuse to think of them as cages - waiting for someone to help. You had to bite your lip to keep from crying upon seeing them, knowing it was a rescue shelter, and then your eyes crossed with his.

There was some magnetic energy in the air that had pulled you closer to his unit until you could read the informational pamphlet: he was named Jungkook, a rescue bunny hybrid. Your gaze had immediately shifted to the man again; he was only a couple of years younger than you, but there had been something about his gaze that almost hypnotized you. He had such wide, expressive, and round eyes glistening with moisture and paired with his ears drooping low on the back of his head, you could not resist it.

There would be a home inspection and you would need to get some provisions to fulfill all the exigencies, but you rushed to get everything together. They had provided you with a list of items to make the bunny hybrid comfortable and ease the transition, and you did not hesitate, deciding to worry about the credit card bills later.

And so you took him home. He had clung to you entering the apartment, slowly exploring the space and showing where he would be sleeping. At the shelter, they had told you the hybrid would need an appropriate bed, but you hadn’t felt comfortable just getting a bunny bed at the store, so you got him a real and human bed, wanting him to feel at ease enough to not need to shift into a full bunny to sleep - they had also told you he tended to do that, sleeping as a bunny because he did not feel comfortable in his hybrid human-like body.

You had gotten the basics necessary for the approval of the adoption, and then you took him to the store, letting him choose his own things. It would be a while until that wide-eyed, surprised look would leave his expression, even when you were alone at the apartment and just hanging out on the couch on a Sunday night. That first night, giving him the blankets and tucking him in, you promised to take care of him, and you could barely hear his voice in reply, so small and shy, even though he was much taller - and more muscly - than you. It did not feel right that he had to make himself so quiet and small if that was even possible, so you swore to yourself that you would do everything to help him come out of his shell.

And soon you would find yourself in the company of a very loud and boisterous bunny, no shame about singing, his love for gaming until late hours, and working out. And you could not avoid falling in love with him.

2. Make sure they are getting appropriate food

It was a Friday night, you got home tired after a long day at work, and you smiled to yourself, biting your own lip upon the sight that greeted you upon entering the apartment. A shirtless Jungkook, towel haphazardly thrown over his shoulders, his torso glistening with sweat from working out in your living room. He lifted his head upon hearing you enter, a big smile lighting up his face and his long ears pointed up. He got up and made a movement to hug you.

“Hi, noona!”

“Oh no, you don’t,” you barely ducked out of the day. “Jungkook, you’re sweaty…”

He was faster than you, predicting where you were going to dodge his new attempt at enveloping you with his arms, something he had been picking up whenever you joined him in a boxing workout. His arms quickly went around your body, pressing you against him, your forearms up in the failed endeavor of avoiding getting his sweat all over you. He hugged you tight, his chin resting on your shoulder and you felt one of his ears on your head as his entire body seemed to tremble, and as you looked down you saw his tail wiggle from side to side rapidly.

“You’re finally home,” he sighed, swaying you softly from side to side.

“Is everything okay, bun? I’m sorry I’m late, they had me stay…”

“I’m so hungry,” you could almost see the pout, knowing the small lisp that came out whenever he pursed his lips and whined.

You looked around the living room, seeing the empty protein shaker bottle on the coffee table, narrowing your eyes.

“Didn’t you have your shake? You were working out.”

“Well, I did…” he started.

“We went grocery shopping and there are still some veggies and fruit cut up from our weekend meal prep, bun,” you felt him hiding his face even more on your shoulder, squeezing your body. “What’s going on? Am I forgetting something?” There was a slightly teasing tone in your voice, knowing what he wanted.

“You promised…” his voice was a mumble, muffled by the way his pouty lips were pressing on your body, but before you could ask him to repeat, “You promised pizza night, noona.”

“I know, bun, I haven’t forgotten it,” you stepped away from him, looking into his eyes and seeing his demeanor change completely.

“Oh?”

“I made the order when I was stuck at a red light. I got your favorite,” you were about to continue, but was interrupted by his sweaty hug again, this time accompanied by a chuckle.

“Ok, we have just enough time to shower before it arrives, so let’s run and get ready.”

You were right and there was just enough time to quickly wash the day - and Jungkook’s sweat - away. You set up the coffee table while he went to get the pizza, knowing it would be hot and he would almost drop it entering the apartment as usual. You sat side by side on the floor in front of the small table, turning the television on to the show you have been binging, your backs propped up against the sofa.

Jungkook was usually very strict with his diet, being mindful of the food he ingested to maintain his physique and try to lower his body fat percentage - which was crazy to you, his muscles were already prominent and he seemed to get only bigger… how were you supposed to leave the house to work when you had your bun looking like that, especially early mornings, his hooded half-open eyes almost smiling at you wishing you a good day at work. Your fridge was always full of fresh and cut-up vegetables, fruit, and greens, catering to his diet (and you had to admit you have been eating much better since he entered your life). Sometimes you thought it was all his difficulties from before, his time spent in the shelter, that he had such a love for a cheesy hot pizza every once in a while during the weekend.

And how could you say no to him when he purposefully lowered his ears, pouted, and widened his big round eyes even more to convince you?

3. Explore new things together

“Come on baby, you said you wanted to try this. It’s just us now.”

“Y… yes, noona. It’s just so… big.” Jungkook’s eyes were wide open, looking at the size of the pool in the club. For as much of a muscle bunny he was, the sheer magnitude of the pool seemed to scare him.

He first brought up the idea when you were watching tv a few days ago, some random program late at night showing people on a beach, and Jungkook had seemed to be fixated on the screen. He wanted to visit the sea, for he had never been there before. You agreed to it, but you had to admit that you were scared too, so you compromised: you would start your water adventures at a pool, so he could test things out, see if he truly enjoyed being in the water and swimming.

A few calls later there you were, standing by the water. You picked a time when they said people weren’t usually in - it even involved getting a day off work so you could go this early, but you would do everything for Jungkook. You looked at him, observant, watching his reactions carefully. His ears were down the back of his head, his hands clenched together in front of his shirtless torso, his front teeth worrying into his bottom lip. You took one of his hands into yours and started taking him in the direction of the small ladder to enter the pool. For a moment you wanted to jump in, but you didn’t want to make him even more nervous.

“It’s okay, bun, we’re going into the shallower part so most of your body will be above the water, ok?”

He nodded, but still seemed hesitant to get in, waiting for you to do it first. You stepped down the small ladder, showing him that almost half of your body was above the water, that he would be safe and didn’t need to worry about this part. The water was on the warmer side; you thought going for the hot pool was the best idea to help him feel comfortable at first. He stepped in feet by feet, slowly, his nose scrunched, but the moment he felt the warmth on his feet it was like magic: his ears shot up and his eyes widened in surprise, his mouth coming into a small circle.

You smiled encouragingly and stepped back, giving him some space, seeing him put one of his feet to the bottom and then the other, grounding himself. He was taller than you and he noticed the difference in the level of the water surrounding you. You lowered your body, telling him you were doing it first so as not to frighten him and submerged yourself to get your hair wet. When you emerged, you saw his eyes were wide again, but his ears were not down as before. There was a glint of curiosity in his expression and you nodded in encouragement for him to try it out.

“It’s just like when you wet your hair in the tube, bun. Here, hold on to my hands and remember to hold your breath.”

He did so, holding them tightly in his fists as he bent his knees and lowered his body. You chuckled slightly when you saw that half of his ears were still out of the water, so you quickly untangled one of your hands from his and lightly pressed on them so they were submerged too. He got up and shook his head, water droplets flying everywhere. He started laughing when he saw you put your hands in your eyes, and you couldn’t help but laugh along with him.

“Good?”

“Yes, noona, it’s good.”

“Are you ready to go a bit deeper?” His long ears perked up at your question, but his face seemed apprehensive. “Not much, we’re not swimming today, just going a bit more so you can maybe try floating.” His head moved up and down, agreeing to the idea, and you couldn’t help but think it was so cute the way his ears moved too.

You grabbed both his hands again so you were looking at each other as you slowly started to step back further into the deeper part of the pool. You didn’t rush, letting him adjust to the increasing level of the water, and only moved when he seemed comfortable. Jungkook always loved to have baths, so you figured he would love going to the pool too, especially a hot one. His smile got wider with each step, feeling more confident and safe with you. When the water hit your shoulders, you stopped and let his hands go.

“Bun, let’s try floating, ok? We’re starting small today, so you can just come closer and put your arms around my shoulders.” You said as you turned your back to him, and almost immediately you felt his arms around you. “Good! Now try letting your feet rise from the floor, let your body float a little.”

He tentatively lifted his feet, clinging to you harder as his body moved with the slow slushing of the water.

“I’ve got you, Kook,” you said as you pressed your hands to his. “I’m not letting go. Trust me, bun. Kick your feet back and put your weight on me.”

You felt him kick the water behind you, his strong arms flexing as he let his weight fall onto you. You knew the moment he started to float and enjoyed it; he pressed his face against your neck and started giggling, and when you looked at him, his nose was scrunched with happiness. His long ears were slightly facing backward, his eyes half-closed, and his little tail wiggling. You walked around the same area of the pool while he kicked his feet behind him, laughing freely as he enjoyed himself. As soon as you taught him to swim you would be taking a small holiday on the beach; you wanted to see this joy in him forever.

This moment was worth everything.

4. Make sure they are getting enough attention

“Morning, noona.”

You heard his voice, so gentle and still thick from sleep, waking up to the sound and the small kisses, his lips softly pressing against the back of your neck, his nose smelling your hair, his warm chest pressed against your back. You made an attempt to move your body but he tightened his arms around you.

“No moving yet, noona.”

“Morning, bun. What are you doing?”

“Just making sure you’re not going to leave my arms today,” he started, and you noticed his voice was heavy with emotion.

“Bun?”

He stayed quiet, hiding his face on your shoulder blades, and you did not say anything else until you felt it, until you felt them. There were small droplets of tears falling on your skin, and you turned around quickly to look at him fighting his embrace. Your hands immediately went to his face, wiping his cheeks, seeing him close his eyes and just quietly crying. Whenever he got like this, he would usually be quieter, needing to talk in his own time, so you did not ask him anything else, giving him space to let his feelings out. All you did was press your forehead against his and wipe his tears with your thumbs, and when you saw he would not stop so soon, you hugged him, letting your shirt dampen without caring about it. The moment you cradled his head against your chest, sobs started to wreck his body, making him shake and you could feel tears gathering in your own eyes. You had no idea how long you were like that, slowly caressing his hair, minding his long ears, but all that mattered was Jungkook. Slowly you felt his body starting to shake less, his hard sobs turning into small hiccups as he almost clawed at your back, needing to be closer to you.

“You’re… you’re not leaving me, right, noona?” His voice was quiet, but his question was too loud in the silence of the bedroom on a Saturday morning.

“Jungkook… no, love, I’m not leaving you,” your heart started to crackle with this question, and you pressed him against you even more. “Why, why do you think that, bun?”

He sniffled, pressing his nose against you and inhaling deeply, then said, his tone still small, “I’m feeling lonely… this past week…”

“Oh, Kook…” it seemed impossible, but you held him even closer to you, “I’ve been just too busy and exhausted from work, I know I got here yesterday and you were already in bed… I’m sorry, I’m sorry...”

He sniffled again and you felt a new wave of fresh tears wetting your clothes.

“I thought…” he started, but his voice faltered. “I thought I made you mad. I thought you were angry at me… and that…” there was a small sob that shook his entire body, “I was scared, noona, I was scared you were going to take me back.”

You could not stop your own tears from falling on top of his head; you had no idea he had felt that way. You had tried texting him during the day whenever you could have a moment for yourself at work throughout this insane week, but again and again, they demanded more hours from you and you did not have the chance to say no. Jungkook was still finding his freedom and footing in the world, and it had worried you that you had to leave him to spend more time by himself than usual. But you never expected this reaction, and you made up your mind. They could ask someone else at work, why did it always have to be you?

“No, Kook… Listen, bun,” your voice trembled, so you paused to be more stable when talking to him. “I’m so sorry you were alone this week, this is not going to happen again, I promise. And the day you came home with me I made a promise, remember? I’m never taking you back unless you want to go.”

He shook his head quickly, signaling his opposition to the idea.

“I don’t want you to go either, bun. I love you, and I’m sorry again.”

He finally looked at you, murmuring I love you too, a small smile gracing his lips. Your chest was starting to feel lighter, starting to relax after being so worried at his crying. You had never seen him like this, and you never wanted to see it again.

“What do you need from me, bun?” you said and kissed his forehead, letting your lips linger for a brief second.

“Can we just… stay in bed today? I want to stay like this in your arms, I missed you too much, noona.”

“Whatever you want, love, I’m yours.”

“I never want to leave this bed,” he whined, burrowing closer to you, and you noticed that even though his face was swollen from the tears and his voice was hoarse, his ears were more relaxed than they were before; they were tense in a way that was new to you.

“What about food? And I’m sorry, you’re not using this bed as a toilet, ok?” you tried to lighten the mood and it worked, the sound of his delightful chuckle filling the room, and you laughed along. But you understood and agreed. You never wanted to leave this bed. And at least for the day, you would only leave when necessary, needing to feel him in your embrace and carefully observe as he truly started to believe in you, leaving his worries in the past.

5. Love them unconditionally

The first time it happened was purely accidental. You were cuddling on the sofa, watching television, your hand caressing his hair when you felt his entire body tremble with such force that you stopped and looked at him, your hands away from him.

“Jungkook, bun, what… did I hurt you?”

You were worried; his arms were crossed in front of his body and his hands clasped together tightly on his lap. His doe-like eyes were more expressive than ever, open wide, his long ears were down, and he seemed to still be shivering. What had you done? You noticed there was a pink hue starting to tint his cheeks and neck and when you kept staring at him, you saw that he tried to make himself smaller. You felt tears start to gather in the corners of your eyes, fearful that you had done something to remind him of his life before, as he usually referred to the time that preceded the shelter.

“I’m sorry, Jungkook. I’m so sorry, just tell me what I did so I don’t do it again.”

“You didn’t…” he started, his voice slightly higher-pitched than usual. He cleared his throat and continued, his eyes wandering around the living room, “you… I…”

You nodded, trying to encourage him to speak, needing to know what went wrong.

“Noona… my ears… my bunny ears, they’re, hm, too sensitive,” he said, blushing harder, and he shuddered.

Oh.

Oh. Your gaze shifted downwards, and you could see his hands were trying to conceal his erection. You licked your lips unconsciously, and his eyes seemed to get even bigger.

“Bad sensitive or good sensitive?”

He looked down at your question, clenching his hands and pressing them on his crotch, but said “Good sensitive, I think?”

You scooted a little closer to him on the couch but still did not touch him. “Talk to me, bun,” you said softly, feeling that the subject was delicate, but you wanted to know whether or not to bring it up again, whether or not you could touch him like that.

“Noona… no one ever touched them like this before, like you,” he seemed hesitant, but continued nonetheless, “you don’t hurt me. You like it, you like me, right?”

You did not think twice before enveloping him into a hug, pressing him tight against you, overwhelmed with emotions at his question.

“I love you, Jungkook. Every part of you.” You had a feeling that this was what he needed to hear. It was not often that you saw him being insecure anymore, and it tugged on your heart uncomfortably. “You don’t ever have to feel bad with me, ok? I love you,” you repeated, emphasizing, trying to comfort him.

“I love you too, Y/n,” his voice continued soft, but he looked a tiny percentage more confident. “I think… at some point… maybe…” he looked at you, and you nodded again for him to continue. “I think I might want you to touch them when we’re, you know,” he wiggled his eyebrows up and down, chuckling, and there he was, getting back to you.

You laughed with him. It was unusual seeing him this shy in talking about sex, as he was definitely not shy at all performing it or even talking about it most of the time, but you understood this was a different issue.

“Only if it will make you feel good, bun, you know I don’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable,” you took his hand and held it, caressing the back of it with your thumb, and he nodded.

The next time it happened was not accidental at all, and it caught you by surprise.

You were already in bed, whispering sweet nothings as sleep didn’t reach you. The kiss started innocent enough, his lips pressing softly against yours while his hands stopped at your lower back, pulling you towards his body. His tongue caressed your lower lip and you opened your mouth, deepening the kiss as you pressed your body closer to his. His leg nudged its way between yours, and shortly after he rolled over you, his underwear not able to conceal his erection and you felt it directly where you needed it as he grabbed your leg and wrapped it around his waist.

His kisses moved down to your neck, nipping and sucking, his hips subtly moving, stimulating you. You grabbed his hair as he descended, lifting your tank top, softly sucking on your nipples as his hands started to lower your panties. He wasted no time, licking your slit from bottom to top, pausing to circle your clit before putting his lips around it and sucking rhythmically as one of his fingers teased your opening, slowly moving in and out. It wasn’t long until you felt your orgasm building that your hands grabbed his hair, pulling him up and towards you.

“I want you in me,” you whispered against his lips, tasting yourself, you needed to feel him.

He nodded and quickly removed his underwear, throwing it haphazardly behind him. He moved back between your legs, lowering his body on top of yours as you crossed your legs on his waist, helping the angle. His cock started to press into you and you felt the delicious stretch, inch by inch. His thickness filled you perfectly; you could almost feel the veiny lines that adorned the underside of his cock pressed on your walls, and whenever his hips made those small sharp trusts, the upwards curve of his erection put some pressure just right where your sweet spot was.

It was sweet and slow, your mouths connected in a seemingly never-ending kiss, his hips moving without rush, the pleasure building unhurriedly and constantly, his weight on top of you heightening the feelings. You started canting your hips with his, your languid movements following his rhythm, and his hand reached to yours, intertwined your fingers. He broke the kiss, looking into your eyes as he directed your hand to his hair. You immediately entangled your fingers on his dark strands, tugging on it and he moaned, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again and stopping the movements of his hips. Before you could ask what happened, he pushed your fingers from his hair, shaking his head softly and smiling. Still staring, he lowered his head and made your fingertips graze against one of his long ears, almost a ghost-like touch. You opened your mouth in surprise and let out a loud moan at the same time, as your first touch on that sensitive part of his made him snap his hips hard once against yours.

A shiver perpassed his body, probably due to the intensity of the touch, but he looked at you and nodded, and so you did not hesitate. Your other hand went to his head too, so you could gently caress his bunny ears; he trembled again but started moving his hips, this time with more urgency and small whines came out of his mouth in between kisses on your neck. One of his hands sneaked between your bodies, his thumb circling your clit, pressing on it, needing you to get closer, the intensity of his orgasm starting to overwhelm him. You were already close, so close to it, but you wanted him to reach his peak with you.

“Can I…” you pause to moan, feeling the edge approaching, “can I touch your tail too?”

He seemed so lost in the moment that you had to repeat the question, the need clear in your voice, and upon hearing it again, he did not hesitate in moaning out an affirmation, curious to see what it would feel like. You waited until you were at the brink of the precipice, your right hand going down his body, his back. And just as a sharp snap of hips hit you just right, snapping the coil of your orgasm, your fingers reached the fluffy tail. Feeling your touch, Jungkook let out a loud shout and stopped his hips, his cock deep inside you as you felt him pulse and his entire body trembled. He fell on top of you as aftershocks still ran through his figure, little high-pitched moans leaving his lips. You were not sure how long you were like that, legs entangled, your fingers caressing his back soothingly as your own body calmed down from the intense orgasm.

“Jungkook?”

“I’m…” he moaned out, “good. We’re doing this again as soon as I have control over my body, okay?”

You chuckled and he moaned for you to stop, the tiniest of movements overwhelming his senses. The next time you giggled at a comment he made, he turned you over, pushing your upper body into the bed and hoisting your hips up, and you certainly did not laugh anymore that night.

+1: Expect to be surprised by them

You heard the commotion outside on the street and you ran out of the apartment to the front door of the small building to see what it was about, and you opened it just in time to see Jungkook stepping out of the cause of the noise.

“Bun, what’s all this?”

“Oh hi noona! Surprise!”

It was indeed a surprise. This morning you had woken up and could not find Jungkook anywhere so you assumed he had gone for a run, but apparently not. There he was standing and waving at you in front of a camper van, a huge smile on his face, his long ears perked up. You could see your neighbors, Taehyung and his cat hybrid Jimin next to him, a sheepish expression on Taehyung’s face and a smile as big as Jungkook’s on Jimin’s lips.

“We’re going camping, noona!” Jungkook said as he approached you, enveloping you into his arms. “You’ve been so tired from work and now that you have a break, I thought we could go camping and have some fun…”

“Right now?” You asked, a little overwhelmed, but starting to get excited about the idea.

“Yes! Taehyung-hyung called up this place and rented the van, we got groceries, and Jimin even helped me pick a new coat for you, noona, I know you needed one.”

You felt your eyes tear up. You were so used to taking care of Jungkook and putting him in the first place that it was strange having someone take care of you like this. But this was Jungkook, you should have expected that. The day you brought him home from the shelter, he had said he would take care of you just as much as you would take care of him. You kissed him softly, pressing him against your body, and you whispered a thank you low in his ear.

“I love you, noona. Now let’s get your things ready, we have to get going, or else Tae-hyung said he is going to play all his old records in this player he brought the entire trip,” he stated wide-eyed and clearly hinting that he definitely did not want that.

You chuckled, knowing how picky Jungkook was with everything - his food, his clothes, his music. You took his hand and pulled him into the house, waving to the other boys at the front, signaling you would be out in a minute. You quickly packed a bag with Jungkook’s help and you waited as he got his camera and equipment bag, not forgetting the aux cord, set on not letting the other boys have control over the music.

What you would find only later on that evening is that for the first night, Taehyung and Jimin would set their tent a little far from the camp, giving you two some space for the date Jungkook had planned. A bottle of your favorite wine, Jungkook cooking a simple dinner by the fire camp, the bun’s eyes shining brightly as he scrunched his nose, and his small tail wagging slowly to the rhythm of a Frank Sinatra record under the moonlight.

Hope you enjoyed it and if you want to read more, how about finding out about the first time bun!Jungkook went to the beach?

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