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yoongi was so handsome in person it was unreal😭😭😭😭
💜my photos please dont repost!!!💜
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snack time !
#bts#bangtan#dailybts#userbangtan#purplearmynet#yoongi#min yoongi#snow.gifs#usersky#userzaynab#why do these still look reddish pinkish when that was the first thing i tried to fix 🤨🤨🤨#i promise i will gif other members too not just yoongi dw#also i had idea what the fuck to caption this what are you supposed to caption something like this i have no clue#anyways i just love fake love era yoongi like his hair looks so good and the dangly earring and HIM
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♡ Summary: Y/N loved her members with all her heart, they were her brothers. They raised her since she was fourteen and now she is twenty-five, she was old enough to make adult decisions. Well, not in their eyes.
♡ Rating: Pg - 14
♡ Genre: 8th member au, comedy, romance, fluff, and little angst
Authors note: Surprise idol boyfriend lol
L/N Y/N was the eighth member of Bts. She was younger than Jungkook by one year and everyone always compared them too. It was annoying but what else did she expect, she was the only girl in a primarily boy group. She was on the quiet side when she was younger, she would only talk to Seokjin and Yoongi. They made her think of her older brother back at home and it was comforting to be around something so familiar. She didn’t really shine until the DNA era because she was finally an adult and felt more comfortable in her skin. Her relationship with the members grew and Army saw the true her.
Now she was twenty-five, she was a beloved idol in the industry. She had a sweet angelic voice that sounded like snow falling during winter and many said she had a siren’s voice. While all her members did their solo albums, Y/N took this time to truly relax and focus on her life more. Seokjin and Hoseok already went to the military, something that saddened her but she knew they would be back.
Y/N looked around before entering the tall building. She smiled at the receptionist who recognized her immediately (then again who wouldn’t), “Ah, Y/N. Back again.”
“Yeah, I am. Unnie, do you know where he is?”
She smiled at this and nodded her head, “He’s in the dance room on the fourth floor. Room 2B.”
“Thank you, unnie.”
Y/N bowed at the older woman and made her through the building. She made sure her hat covered her eyes the best she could, she didn’t want attention on her. She listened to his voice through the elevator and a smile appeared on her lips. She always loved his voice and how he could easily carry the song with his high note, it was just beautiful. She knocked on the dance room door and she opened it to see him standing there already looking at the door with a smile.
“Jagiya~.” She ran towards him as his face heated up from the name but he ignored it and wrapped his arms over her waist. She nuzzled her face into his chest as he kissed the top of her head, “I missed you so much, Doyoung.”
“I missed you too.”
Y/N and Kim Dong-Young from NCT have been dating for almost two years now. All the members of NCT knew about the couple but her members had no idea that she was even seeing someone. She never really talked about people she was interested in, she kept it to herself. She met Doyoung during the end of the Golden Disk Award backstage.
She accidentally went into the wrong dressing room and that’s how she met him. She always thought he was cute and she would be lying if she said she didn’t have a crush on him. She would always listen to NCT in secret in the dorms and whenever she saw him appear on her screen, she felt her heartbeat get faster. Doyoung was the first one to speak to her and the rest was history. He was shy and more introverted than her, she would make him talk and take him out whenever they had free time.
Doyoung wanted Y/N to move in with him but she had to figure out how to tell her members. This was a sensitive subject for the two. Doyoung understood why she was hiding but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. She felt so guilty about hiding their relationship but she knew how her members get when the opposite sex looks at her.
When they let go, she leaned up, placing a kiss on his cheek, “Did you get my flowers?”
“Yes, I did. Thank you, I loved them.”
“It’s not every day that your partner releases a sub-unit album.”
He rolled his eyes and kissed the top of her head, “When are you going to release your album?”
She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest, “I’m not in a rush for it. When I do though, it will be a love song for you.”
“Aish, jagiya. You love to embarrass me.”
“I do, where’s the others?”
He pushed some hair behind her ear and smiled down at her, “I was practicing on my own today.”
“Did you eat yet, jagiya?”
“I ate this morning.”
Y/N’s head snapped at him and she glared at him, “It’s four in the afternoon and you haven’t eaten. Doyoung, that’s bad.”
“I’m sorry, do you want to go eat right now?”
She pouted her lips and nodded her head, “You can’t do that to yourself. It’s not good for your body.”
“I’m sorry, let’s go to your favorite restaurant.”
“No, let’s go to your favorite restaurant.”
Doyoung let out a small laugh and rolled his eyes, “Fine. I know your stubborn heart will make things difficult, let’s go.”
She smiled at this and leaned forward placing a quick kiss on his lips, “I always win.”
He gathered his things and grabbed her hand. His thumb creased the top of her knuckles as they headed out. They walked out of the building towards the back and headed towards his car with smiles on their faces. He opened her door, helped her into the car, and placed a kiss on her forehead before closing the door. She felt her face get hot but she shook her head. He entered the car and started playing classical music. He turned towards her and saw that she was already looking at him with love in her eyes. He smiled and leaned forward placing a longing kiss on her lips, “I love you, Y/N.”
“I love you more, Doyoung.”
“Where did she go?” Jungkook was looking through her apartment and turned towards his hyungs with a confused look. Namjoon sighed to himself and rubbed the back of his neck roughly, “Jungkook, she might have gone out with her friends.”
Taehyung entered her bedroom and his eyebrow raised when he saw an album on her bed. He walked towards it and gently picked it up. Jimin entered the room and tilted his head, “What’s that?”
Taehyung looked up at him with a frown, “It looks like our maknae has been hiding something from us.”
“Oh like what?”
Taehyung flipped the album and Jimin’s eyes squinted to read the message. His eyes quickly went wide and looked at Taehyung, “No, way!”
“What are you guys yelling about?”
They both turned towards the door frame to see Yoongi standing there. They both glanced at each other and then back at Yoongi. Yoongi is the last person that should find out her little secret, it would cause trouble for her. Taehyung shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the floor, “I saw a spider.”
“Then why did Jimin say no way? What are you holding?”
“Hyung-”
Yoongi snatched the album out of their hand to take a look. Normally he wouldn’t look at their stuff but with Jimin’s reaction, it made him worry. He glared at the album and then back at Jimin, “Do you think this is true?”
“Hyung, I-I don’t know.”
“Namjoon! Jungkook! Get in here!”
In the living room, Namjoon and Jungkook looked at each other with raised eyebrows. Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and they went inside her bedroom. Namjoon wrapped his arm over Yoongi’s shoulder, “What’s going on?”
“Y/N is dating Doyoung.”
“What?”
Yoongi handed the album to Jungkook and Jungkook glared at the album, “To my favorite person in the world. My love, thank you for the support on this album, it means the world to me. Whenever you listen to this song I hope you picture me with you on the beach. I love you, Doyoung. That little shit.”
Jimin let out a small laugh and rolled his eyes, “That little shit is older than you, kook.”
Namjoon let out a small cough and took the album out of his hands, “It's sweet that he wrote her a message. I think it's cute that she's dating someone.”
Yoongi rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over her chest, “He’s too old for her.”
“Hyung, he's only two years older than her.”
Yoongi glared at Taehyung and shook his head, “That doesn’t matter to me. He’s too old for her. Wait until I tell Jin and Hoseok this.”
“We will have that dinner this weekend with them. Should we tell her that we know this...”
Namjoon let out a sigh and shook his head, “It’s not our business.”
“It is because she's our little sister, hyung.”
“Jungkook, it’s her life and it sounds like she's happy with him.”
Yoongi tossed the album back to the bed and looked at all the members, “We’ll tell Jin and Hoseok before the dinner and we can figure it out from there. Let’s leave before she comes back. I bet she's on a date with him right now.”
Doyoung placed some rice cake on her plate and she smiled at him, “Thank you, oppa.”
His face turned red and looked away from her eyes, “D-Don’t call me that in public.”
She let out a laugh and took a bite of her tofu stew, “Why is it because of your oppa kink?”
“Jagiya! Stop it!”
She placed more rice into his bowl and gave him a smirk, “You know it's true. Speaking of oppa, we’re having dinner with Jin-oppa and Hoseok-oppa this Friday.”
“Oh, that’s good. I know how much you miss them.”
“I do miss them...I was thinking that you could come with me?”
Doyoung choked on his rice and looked at her with wide eyes, “You want me to come!?”
“I was thinking about it but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“Should I be around people that know how to handle guns especially when I’m dating their little sister?”
“Good point. I'll tell them I’m dating someone then.”
Doyoung reached over and placed his hand on top of hers, “Baby, are you ready for that?”
“I want them to know I have someone in my life. I want them to see how happy you make me.”
“If you're ready then I’m ready.”
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“Oppa, can you hand me my brush?”
Jimin looked up from his phone and nodded his head. Y/N was in her bedroom with Jimin and Taehyung getting ready for dinner. Well, they broke into her apartment and didn’t want to leave so here they are now. Y/N fixed her baby blue shirt and took the brush out of his hand, “Thank you~.”
“Of course, anything for you.”
She brushed her hair and Taehyung glanced at Jimin. Jimin shrugged his shoulders and Taehyung sighed, “Hey, Y/N.”
“Mmm?”
“You wouldn’t hide anything from us right?”
She glanced at him through the mirror and then back at her reflection, “No, why would I?”
“Just asking?”
Taehyung looked at Jimin and Jimin sighs, “We were just curious, hun. We’ll be in the living room waiting for you.”
She watched them leave and she frowned to herself. They were acting weird, weirder than normal. She shook her head and let out a small laugh, “I’m just tripping.”
They had never had an awkward dinner but tonight was the night to change that. She sat next to Jungkook and when she came in, he wouldn’t even look at her. He kept staring at his plate or he would be talking to the other members, leaving her hanging. Yoongi was more quiet than usual and Seokjin had this tight smile when she hugged him. Everyone else was acting like they were walking on eggshells. She sighed at this and slammed her chopsticks, “What’s going on?”
Namjoon smiled at her and took a sip of his water, “What do you mean?”
“You guys are acting weird...I don’t like it.”
“You know what I don’t like, liars.”
Y/N looked at Yoongi with a confused look and furrowed her eyebrows, “What do you mean?”
Jungkook looked at her and shook his head, “Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Tell you what? What-”
“Y/N.” She looked at Jin and saw that he had a serious look. She wanted to disappear because she hated this look on him. Jin put down his chopsticks and looked at her, “How long have you been dating Doyoung?”
Oh, she hated this so much. Her mouth fell open and ignored everyone in the room but Jin, “What-How do you know?”
“Answer the question.”
“Fo-For almost two years…Oppa-”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
She glanced down at the table and then back at Jin, “I didn’t tell any of you because I knew how you would react...”
Hoseok gave her a small smile and shook his head, “Y/N we wouldn’t-”
“Yes, you guys would. Look how you were treating me just now. I’m not fourteen anymore, I’m twenty-five. I thought you guys would be happy for me.”
Jungkook scoffed next to her and shook his head, “You hid this from us and you think you have the right to get mad at us?”
“Stop treating me like I’m a little kid. You guys got mad that I was talking to Changkyun and even threatened Shownu to keep him away from me. We were just talking about a video game. So yeah, I’m sorry that I hid this from you guys but you made things hard for me.”
Yoongi slammed his hand on the table causing her to jump. She glanced at Yoongi feeling small under his eyes, “Everything we do is to protect you, Y/N.”
“Oppa, I know that but-”
“It hurts that you hid this from us. We could’ve celebrated together but now were hurt because of you hiding the truth. Have you ever thought about that?”
She frowned at this and looked down at the table. She shook her head and then looked back at Yoongi, “Oppa, you guys don’t-”
“Y/N you should’ve just told us.”
She looked at Namjoon and shook her head at this. She stood up from the table and looked at them with a sad look, “You guys always treated me like a kid. I know I’m the youngest but I’m an adult now. Every time I tried talking to a guy you guys pushed them away from me. I’m sorry I kept this away from you guys but you guys need to understand why I did it. Oppa, I’ll call you when you are free at the camp. Bye.”
She ran out of the restaurant and took her phone out. She dialed Doyoung’s number as she let the tear escape from her eye. She sniffled and roughly wiped her eyes, “Jagiya, can you-can you pick me up?”
“Are you okay? You sound like you're crying.”
“Please pick me up...I’m at the restaurant that you took me to last week.”
“I’m five minutes away. I’ll be there soon. I love you.”
“I love you more.”
He came by fast and it even shocked her how fast he got there. He got out of his car and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed the top of her head, “What happened?”
“How did you get here so fast?”
“Ignore that, what happened?”
She sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist, “They were being difficult...can I stay at your place tonight?”
“Of course, you can. Let’s go.”
Seokjin watched from the window and let out a deep sigh. He turned towards the guy and shook his head, “You guys didn’t handle that right.”
“Hyung-”
“No Jungkook. I was going to tell her I’m disappointed in her but I would love to meet him. You guys took it too far and treated her like she was small when she’s not. She’s at the same level as us.”
Yoongi shook his head at this, “She’s our little sister-”
“Who’s twenty-five, hyung.”
Yoongi turned his head towards Hoseok who gave him a look making him sigh, “I know she’s twenty-five...I just want to protect her still.”
Hoseok sighed at this and took a sip of his water, “You can’t always protect her, hyung. She has to go through life and we just have to support her.”
“Fuck, I know. We need to apologize.”
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It’s been three days since the dinner and Y/N hasn’t really talked to anyone. Jin and Hoseok already apologize for their attitude at the dinner. She of course accepted because she loves them with her whole heart and she misses them. The others haven’t even tried to say anything to her and it was honestly making her upset. She came home from a late meeting and her eyes widened when she saw Doyoung waiting in the lobby with roses in his hands.
She smiled at this and slowly walked up to him, “You got me flowers?”
He jumped at the sudden voice and gave her a small glare, “What did I say about scaring me?”
“But it's so fun.”
She took the flowers out of his hand as he rolled his eyes, “I don’t think it's fun. I thought you deserved roses after the couple of days you had.”
“Thank you, it made me feel better. You want some dinner?”
“Oh, what are you cooking?”
“I had leftover tofu and I was just gonna fry them.”
The couple made their way to her suite, talking about random things. When she unlocked the door she was met with the smell of chicken and freshly made rice. She glanced at Doyoung and he got in front of her just in case. They slowly made their way down the hallway and she pushed past Doyoung with an annoyed look, “What the hell are you guys doing?”
Her members looked at her with wide eyes and Namjoon gave her a small smile, “An apology dinner?”
“Is that a question?”
Yoongi rolled his eyes and glanced at Doyoung. He swallowed some spit and bowed at him, making Doyoung stand there with wide eyes, “I’m Min Yoongi. It’s a pleasure to meet my sister's boyfriend.”
Doyoung glanced at Y/N who just shrugged her shoulders. He turned towards Yoongi and bowed back, “I-I’m Kim Dong-Young, Y/N’s boyfriend…”
Jungkook smiled at him and clapped his hands, “We wanted to make dinner for Y/N but you can sit with us, only if you want to.”
Doyoung rubbed his neck and nodded his head, “I-I would love to stay and eat.”
She glanced at Jimin and Namjoon and whispered, “This doesn’t mean you guys are forgiven.”
Taehyung overheard her and let out a small laugh, “We know but this is a start. We made your favorite.”
She rolled her eyes and nodded her head, “Thank you oppa…”
Jimin smiled and kissed her forehead, “Let’s eat, we have to interrogate your boyfriend.”
“Oppa please don’t.”
#bts reactions#bts scenarios#bts imagines#bts jungkook#bts namjoon#bts seokjin#bts taehyung#bts jimin#bts yoongi#bts x reader#bts hosoek#Bts#bts 8th member#bts fanfction#bts fanfic
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Hi, I wanted to request a BTS × 8th member reader where they are not welcoming of her at the start and are hostile towards her but she is not treated by the management properly too . With a happy ending
I hope this is okay!
Warning: Swearing, Mentions of extreme dieting, Hints to physical abuse
Going To Be Better
“This is so stupid. We don’t need an 8th member.”, Yoongi spat. “I agree. Things are great the way they are.”, Taehyung added. Bang PD nodded in agreement but his words spoke differently, “I understand. It’s a big change but I think it’s going to be a good change. Bringing on this new member will surely bring in new fans. Just give Y/N a chance. She’s really talented. Have I ever done anything to try and jeopardize your careers?” The boys all nodded in understanding but the mood in the room was still tense.
To say you were nervous was an understatement. You were currently standing outside one of the recording studios trying to work up the courage to knock. When you finally were able to give three soft knocks you waited in silence. After a couple more knocks you were still met with more silence. Thinking maybe you didn’t hear them say to come in you gently pushed open the door and were met with three pairs of eyes staring at you.
“What the fuck? Don’t you know how to knock?”, Yoongi spoke. “Alright that’s enough hyung.”, Namjoon replied. Hoseok just sat there staring at you. Before anyone else could speak Bang PD walked in with a smile, “Oh I see you’ve met already. Everyone this is Y/N. I asked her to meet here to work on some new songs with you guys. I know I can count on you guys to treat her well.” Just as quickly as he appeared you watched him walk off typing away on his cell phone while you desperately wished he would stay. “Great, so they really weren’t kidding about this new eighth member?”, you heard someone speak and that’s when you noticed Jungkook, Taehyung, Jin, and Jimin sat in a corner of the room.
Trying to be kind you put on a smile and tried to introduce yourself, “Hello, like he said my name is Y/N. I was a trainee wit-“ but you were cutoff. “We don’t really want to hear your life story right now. Let’s see if you’re actually as talented as they say you are.”, Namjoon spoke. Shyly you made your way into the recording booth taking the lyric sheet from Jimin. A few moments later the melody began and you sang your heart out wanting to impress them. You honestly impressed yourself with how good you sounded.
Hearing a beep you looked over and saw that Yoongi was about to speak. Your heart sank a little when instead of praise you received nothing but criticism. Trying to hold back the tears you sang through the verse six more times before they were happy with it. Thankful when they finally told you to go home you couldn’t wait to get out of there. This definitely wasn’t going as you had hoped.
Over the next few weeks you practiced and practiced not wanting to disappoint. Big Hit officially announced you as the new 8th member of BTS and you were very well received by the fans and media. They said it was refreshing and they were excited to see how this progressed. Unfortunately the rest of the group still hadn’t come around to the idea. They weren’t as harsh with their words as they were at the start but they still kept their distance. Jungkook was the only one who was somewhat opening up to you. It probably had something to do with being closer in age to each other.
Today you were getting a crash course on the choreography. Hoseok felt that you weren’t quite getting it so he wanted you to get extra practice. “Y/N, I know it’s difficult but you should be going a little quicker. Is there something I can do to help you?”, he asked. You couldn’t discern if he was actually trying to be helpful or if he just wanted to rub it in. At this point you didn’t really care. The two of you had been at it for several hours now and you were exhausted. It didn’t help that it was already 9:00pm and you were currently functioning on a cup of black coffee and half a banana that you had for breakfast. One of the mangers had told you that you looked pretty chubby in your stage outfits and suggested you loose some weight. Even though you felt like passing out you smiled at Hoseok, “I’m sorry Hobi. I’ll try harder.” He nodded and you two ran through the choreography again.
Two weeks later you guys had your first official performance as a group of eight. Everyone was sitting backstage relaxing when one of the managers came walking through the door doing an inspection of outfits. When he got to you he looked you up and down and you knew it wasn’t going to be positive.
The closer he got the more you flinched trying to turn away. Jimin definitely noticed your behavior and knew something was going on. “Y/N, I thought we told you to loose weight. It doesn’t look like you’ve lost a single pound.”, he asked. You could feel your throat drying up. “I’ve been dieting and I’m constantly working on choreography and I go to the gym in what little spare time I have. If I eat any less I won’t be eating at all.”, you whispered. The manager scoffed, “Well then I suggest you stop eating in general. You might be talented but your visuals will bring the group down.” As you watched him turn and walk away you could feel seven pairs of eyes on you. The last couple months finally caught up to you and you couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. “Well you guys get what you’ve wanted this whole time. You can remain a group of seven. I quit.”, you said before walking out the door letting it slam behind you.
Thankfully you were able to find an empty room down the hall that you walked into so you could have some privacy. Sitting on the floor you released all the pent-up frustration and hurt that you had been feeling over the last couple months. You were so enthralled in your sorrows that you didn’t hear the door open causing you to jump when you felt someone grab your hand. You weren’t expecting Jimin to be standing there with a sad look in his eyes.
Before either of you could speak the door opened up and the other six members came following in. They all sat in a circle in front of you not speaking. Part of you wanted to tell them off and let them know how much they hurt you, part of you wanted to hear them out and maybe get an apology, and another part of you wanted to get up and walk out not giving them another minute of your time. Before you could decide Namjoon spoke, “Y/N we owe you a major apology. I know simply saying sorry isn’t enough but we’ve been really hard on you and not welcoming.” Yoongi added, “Yeah I’ve been particularly rough on you. It’s just been a big change that they threw at us and we weren’t expecting it. We handled it like spoiled children instead of responsible adults.” “Please don’t quit Y/N. You’re so talented and you do add something special to the group. We know it’s going to take time but we do want to make things right with you.”, Jin said with smile. Drying off what was left of the tears on your cheeks you smiled, “I would like to try and work on our relationship but unfortunately I don’t think I can continue. I’m not going to starve myself and diet like this. I’m not going to be treated like dirt by management. That’s not healthy. I’ve realized I’m better than that.” Namjoon nodded, “Let us take care of that Y/N. We’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you any more.” The guys helped you get up off the ground and each gave you a hug before walking out the door. Jimin stayed behind a little longer. Taking your hand in his he spoke, “Y/N I just wanted you to know that you’re beautiful the way that you are and you don’t have to change. That’s something that took me a long time to learn in this industry. I’m genuinely sorry for how we treated you and I’m sorry that we let management treat you like that too. We swore we would protect any new idols but we failed you. We’ll make sure you’re taken care of from now on.” “Thank you Jimin. I do appreciate that.”, you smiled and led him out into the hallway.
Thankfully the concert went off without a hitch. You hit all of your notes and we’re on point with the choreography. The fans also seemed to really love you. After the show Taehyung invited you back to the dorm for their post concert routine of ordering a ton of takeout and then crashing on the couch watching a movie. Things still felt a little awkward but you appreciated that they were trying to make things right and everyone knew it would take time.
The following day you made your way to the recording studio when you heard someone call your name. Turning around you saw Bang PD smiling at you as he invited you into his office. “Y/N, I had a long meeting with the boys this morning. They told me what happened yesterday with the manager and how he treated you. You should’ve come to me a while ago and let me know that this was going on. I just wanted to let you know that the manager in question has been dealt with and is no longer an employee of this company. Should this happen again please bring it to my attention immediately.”, he advised. “Thank you.”, was all you could say feeling a wash of relief that you don’t have to deal with this any more. After giving a quick goodbye you walked out of his office and went back over to the studio knocking on the door and waiting to be let in. A few moments later Yoongi greeted you with a smile, “Y/N come in! I’ve got a bunch of new songs we need to work on. I think your voice is going to add something great.” Happily you walked in a greeting Namjoon who was sat at the control table before taking a seat next to Jimin who reached over and gently gave your knee a squeeze reminding you that things were going to be better.
#bts#bts fanfic#bts x reader#bts imagines#bts angst#Jin#Yoongi#Namjoon#hoseok#Jimin#taehyung#jungkook#jhope#suga#rm#v#bts x 8th member#8th member of bts
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‘Do it.’- Bts member
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Genre: smut
Pairing: Husband! Any Bts! member X wife! Reader
Summary: you and your husband trying to have sex at his concert… and after.
Word count: 1,6k
Warnings/tags: Sex scenes count: 2 | unprotected sex, semi public sex?, make out, m masturbates, f masturbates m, lil facial, cumming on your pussy, rushed sex, half-clothed sex.
Ps: this was inspired by DDay Tour🫶🏻
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Some help for the private room: if you’re imagining this in a OT7 concert, just imagine that every member has their private room👀
You and your husband have been teasing each other right before the concert; you were caressing his torso, and him grabbing your titties. And then you started making out, his lips grabbing your top one, sucking hard and softly, and his tongue started caressing your lips. Later, both of your tongues met, intertwining with each other and making wet shameless sounds.
But right when you were about to get serious, the staff called for him to get on stage.
So unfortunately, he had to go perform and you… just watch him on the tv and wait there.
You noticed though, that he looked pretty frustrated performing, along with his boner.
So you just thought that it’d go away and that he’d stop being horny, but he didn’t. The whole first part he kept his dick in his hands and singing half of the lyrics.
So when he came back from the first part, he ran to the private room and immediately ran up to you.
He opened the door, closed it behind him and didn’t lose anytime.
He grabbed your hair and waist and pulled you in a passionate kiss.
Not only he was sort of aggressive from the frustration of not fucking you, but he was also sensitive, so it didn’t take long for him to start moaning in the kiss. He needed you so bad.
So to help him you decide to cup his balls in your hand and feel his cock through his pants, pressing your chest against his.
In answer, he slides his hands under your shirt and toward your pants, playing now with the lace of your panties as he traces his fingers on your ass.
Meanwhile, you’re getting deeper and deeper in the kiss, both moaning and touching each other anywhere possible, the kiss got heated quickly.
When suddenly, he remembered he didn’t have a lot of time, so he wondered about what’s best for him, waiting the end of the concert to get you, or do it now?
But his hands spoke faster, he pulled down your pants and panties in one go and took off his too.
He then looks at you and waits for your approval, and after you nod, he lays you down on your back on the couch, and gets on top.
Curses leave your lips, his hands were so strong and attractive, he grabs strongly your thighs and pulls you closer to him making his tip get dangerously close to your hole, slightly teasing you to make you feel his smooth tip rubbing your clit before pounding inside, making you feel every inch of him just like he wanted.
He starts sliding in and out of you while watching your tits bounce up and down in your shirt. All of this while his fans are still in the public, waiting for his second part without knowing that he’s currently fucking you deep.
He was so needy, he was going all the way in and couldn’t care less about how loud it was nor if someone would see them.
If a staff entered, trust that he won’t stop.
Along with the cheers of the fans, wet slapping sounds and moans were resonating in the room.
Sometimes he took the time to get closer to your face and to kiss you sloppily, I mean, he did whatever felt good to him, and whatever felt good to him, felt good to you. Every move was so pleasurable, that tears rolled down your cheek while he wiped them away.
His hands were grabbing firmly your hips, then caressing your tummy and holding your hands, occasionally holding your chin to make you look at him.
‘I- I’m gonna cum~’ you say, feeling your orgasm coming fast.
‘Cum for me then. Do it.’ he answers in a deep voice, you could hear him being close too.
Then your moans got shamelessly louder, making him even closer to cumming and then, you came hard, clenching your walls around his cock as he fucks you at the right pace, making you feel high for a good minute.
‘In five minutes the part two starts!’ a staff says outside the door.
‘Fuck.’ he curses, before pulling his dick out and masturbating.
He’s going fast, trying to reach his orgasm as quick as possible while looking deep in your eyes.
And when he’s about to cum, he starts shivering, moaning your name loudly and finally releases his semen that reaches your face and slides down his length.
You wipe off his cum off your face and get closer to his, leaving a few kisses on his lips and neck, making him relax before going back to work.
‘The things you make me do…’ he says in a deep voice with a sarcastic smile on his face, before kissing you goodbye and leaving the room in a rush.
When the concert finished, you decided to go home without waiting for him, not thinking of anything, but he wanted more. And when he saw that you weren’t in the private room, he got ready and rushed to his apartment.
You were laying down here, on the couch with your robe and panties under, when all of a sudden, your husband enters in a rush and throws his bags on the floor.
For a minute, he just enjoys your position, on your tummy laying down, with the bottom of the robe almost showing your ass. He’s getting hornier and hornier, and he was so mesmerized looking at you that he didn’t hear your greeting.
‘What’s wrong?’ You ask him when you saw him staring at you from the door. He’s breathing fast, his chest moving heavier than usual…
‘I need you…’ he answers as he gets closer to you, so you try to turn and lay on your back but he stops you, hands on your ass he put you back on your tummy.
For the moment he was just enjoying you with his eyes and creative mind, but now he needed more, more of you.
Unconsciously, he gets on top of you and gives you long and passionate kisses on your neck, slightly sucking and leaving a mark.
‘What are you doing babe…’ you giggle because of how ticklish it feels, but not so long after you’ll understand he’s not really tickling you. You start feeling good about it, getting your neck covered in marks and his spit, him sucking in and wrapping his lips around your skin… your pussy started throbbing, now, you both needed more.
But just when you started moaning, he gives you a peck on your ear and gets back up, positioning himself on his knees with his crotch above your ass.
He curses before taking off his pants and boxers, and places his dick in between your ass cheeks through the robe.
‘Take off my panties, it’ll be easier.’ you said, because you wanted to feel everything, and you did.
After he took off your panties and kept your robe over your ass, you felt his tip rubbing your ass, in between your cheeks, and your asshole, just him applying pressure and making sure you feel how hard and big he is.
Oh how proud he is of his big thick cock, just perfect for you and no one else. His cock and your holes fit like a puzzle, because once he’s in, you couldn’t feel more full and complete. He’s part of you.
He taps it on your ass a few times, before spreading your legs and getting near your cunt.
‘Y/n?’ He asks to make sure you consent.
‘Do it.’ You answer quickly and breathlessly.
He pumps himself a few times, slides in your folds to rub your clit and tease your hole, then finally, after lifting your ass up, slides in.
He’s pounding into you, the sound is wet and strong, and you hear his long moan of relief.
His hands are on your hips, pushing you front and back along with him thrusting into you.
It’s the way he’s filling you entirely and hitting your sweet spot continually that makes it so pleasurable.
He has his eyes stuck on your ass bouncing with your robe halfway up them.
Then you felt your orgasm coming, quicker than you thought and try to push it back as long as possible so that you could feel him fucking you for some more time.
But when he got faster and rougher, you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it for much time now.
‘I’m gonna- cum.’ You spit out with moans slipping out your lips too.
‘Cum for me then, go on darling.’
He says in a deep, breathless voice.
And as he said, your orgasm reaches to your brain and you feel your weak legs shivering.
Soon after, you came hard and long on his cock that was still pounding in you, you felt so high and good…
But he wasn’t done, he needed to cum too.
So he just pulled out and made you sit on your ass, facing him. Then he took your hands, making them wrap around his dick.
You start sliding your hands up and down his lengths, fast enough to make him reach his orgasm.
And after a few minutes of work, when he was just about to cum, he took his dick himself and placed it over your pussy. So you laid down and opened your legs to give him more space, and he came hard, his white thick cum covering your pussy like a cake.
Later, you both took a warm bath where he made sure you didn’t fall asleep, washed each other and cuddled all night.
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pairing. Yoongi x fem!reader, Taehyung x fem!reader
genre. hello again ANGST, slight smut, romance
a/n. NSFW MDNI !!! curse words, alcohol, sexual content (just fingering this time),, i may or may not have a second part to this fic 😼 ENJOY pookies <3
Don’t know if I can call it insomnia if I literally sleep at this hour all the time.
I want to dye my hair black again.
But this restlessness feels different.
Maybe that third cup of coffee’s doing its thing.
I was so close to having a panic attack; I did cry, though. And I still want to for a variety of reasons.
I’ve been thinking about a lot of things this week. I really want to see Yoongi like, right now. That’s how I know I’m not doing well.
Lately, I’ve been pondering the idea of resentment and how it means that envy is the emotion you’re feeling. At first, I dismissed it because how do you go from one emotion to a completely different one? But hell maybe they’re right.
I may envy people and their ability to forget how someone else made them feel. Or how they’re able to just overlook someone’s actions. Because I can’t do that. I take everything to heart.
How can you not when those actions were directed at you? Even though I’m used to excusing them and saying, “maybe they’re going through something big, and I just got the short end of the stick,” “maybe they didn’t actually mean it,” or the great, “maybe you’re not the only one that they treated like that, don’t feel so special.”
Alright, but why does it have to happen? Is it that tough to be considerate of someone’s feelings?
Good thing I haven’t texted Yoongi. I’m pretty sure I’m having a weak moment.
Do I want to keep up with that mess? Because that’s what it is.
I just can’t stop thinking about him. I think I miss him. But I refuse to be the one that reaches out for him this time. I’m still pondering if I genuinely miss him or if I’m just fucking lonely again.
Pretty sure it’s the second one.
At the same time, I wish he would grow up more and be ready for something serious.
“Sooooo… I dyed my hair again last night,” you confessed to Gemma on the phone. She was on her way to your house to pick you up because tonight you two were attending a concert.
Your best friend sighed, and you could practically imagine them rolling their eyes. “What color is it this time?” Gemma sounded exasperated, but she wasn’t; it didn’t even surprise her anymore. All her concerns were how you managed to not fry your hair whenever you wanted another makeover.
“I guess it looks kind of black?” You muttered and pressed your lips while you waited for your friend to say something.
“UGH, I can’t wait to see you!,” “you better be ready too because I’m hungry, and you know our pho place closes early!”
“I know, I know. Surprisingly, I AM ready; I’m just looking for my keys.”
This was your and Gemma’s ritual almost every Friday or Saturday night, depending on your plans. Tonight, it was Friday, and you had your usual king size pho, talking about work, your hair on this occasion, and most importantly, the band you were going to watch in a few hours.
You forgot to mention how you’ve been feeling about Yoongi. You thought that conversation could be saved for another time.
As soon as you arrived at the venue, the band came out.
It was one of these L.A. indie bands that both of you discovered this same year. Whenever Gemma was over at your place, you always ended up watching their music videos, fawning over the vocalist. So, when you found out they were doing a concert soon, you knew you had to be there.
It lasted around an hour, which was a little underwhelming compared to the other concerts you’ve attended. Still, all was forgotten because that damn vocalist was as dreamy as you imagined.
When the concert ended, Gemma and you found yourselves a table to keep talking over drinks. You didn’t count on Sam, one of your other friends, calling and telling you she was coming over.
You didn’t usually mixed your plans, but it felt kind of inevitable tonight.
You also thought the place felt kind of dead and guessed it wouldn’t hurt to have more people with you.
Sam arrived with her brother’s girlfriend. Before anything else could be said, they both said, “This place is dead.”
“What were you doing in here?”
You laughed at the confused expression your friend had on her face. She knew you were at a concert, but you then explained you were just sitting and drinking, nothing special.
“We should go somewhere else! What do you say about going downtown?” The brother’s girlfriend addressed you.
You pursed your lips and turned to look at Gemma to ask her what she wanted to do. “I’m staying over with you, so I’m giving you the privilege of deciding.” You smiled at your friend and thought about it. You wanted to keep drinking; it was barely 11 p.m.
You turned to Sam to tell her it was okay, but before you opened your mouth, she tried to convince you, “Come on, let’s just go for a while; Hoseok’s over there with some friends!”
Hoseok is Sam’s brother.
Hoseok is Yoongi’s best friend.
It’s pretty evident that wherever Hoseok was, Yoongi was there too.
Fuck, did I manifest this?
“Let’s go then.”
What a miracle, what a coincidence.
A kiss on the cheek. All kind. Warm greetings—the kind that makes you want to kill whoever invented manners. You see each other from time to time, often at random places and gatherings like tonight.
You haven’t seen Yoongi in over ten months.
You haven’t seen him since that last date you had. If you can call it that.
Last year, life was kicking your ass, and Yoongi was everything you had. You truly needed someone, and he stayed with you throughout the messiest months of your life. He was your everything.
You were perfectly aware he was never going to be serious about you. He’s been in your life for eight years, and both of you have left the other countless times before. You two were just a bad joke. You never understood why he always insisted on coming back to your life just for him to treat you like always. Never something special. Never been the exception, always the rule.
But for those seven months, he acted like the person you always wanted him to be. You knew you were both a joke, but you always liked what “us” meant with him.
Last Christmas was the first time you spent a holiday together. It felt so important to you back then as if life was finally going your way.
You never expected what he had to say to you right on that day.
“First of all, Merry Christmas, honey”. He smiled as he looked at you. “You know I’ll always wish for you and your family to be healthy. I know this is important to you, but I’m sure you can rest a bit about that matter from now on.”
“I’m really happy you’re spending these days with me. You know I’m not fond of the holidays, but I want you to know this feels important to me.”
“I genuinely, truly, really want to keep you with me and for us to go out as much as we can, if you want to, of course. Because to be honest, if it were up to me, we would be doing a bunch of stuff together all the time, but it’s not just a matter of me wanting, so I hope you’d like that too.”
With his words, you went through all the emotions known to mankind. It’s been the first time you’ve heard something like that coming from him, and you felt strange. Thinking how you may have wanted that for years, now when it’s actually happening, you feel so disconnected from yourself, you start to think, “What can he possibly like in me? I’ve only shown him chaos these past months.”
But as soon as that thought crossed your mind, your heart told you, “Yet, he’s still here.”
He made you feel safe, so you committed to being the best version of yourself once again. After all you’ve been through, he’s never stopped being so good and patient with you.
He’s always going to have a piece of your heart.
Then came the inevitable change of heart one of you had every time.
This time, it happened to him. Of course.
You were supposed to go out one night, but you ended up going home in the middle of the “date.”
It’s like you weren’t talking to Yoongi anymore. He was acting cold, apathetic, indifferent, you name it.
You felt awful on your way home. You didn’t even want to think about the reason for his attitude towards you.
You wanted to feel hopeful, happy, and even in love, but it didn’t feel like that anymore. You wanted to trust in what Yoongi had told you just a few weeks ago. Maybe it was just something you wanted to hear, but you didn’t catch on to the intentions behind his words.
I actually fell for it this time.
There have been multiple times when you told yourself there was no future for you two. Why do you keep staying? It just makes you feel like shit in the end.
I just keep building unrealistic expectations, as if there was actually someone who could save me from my own problems1.
This time, you were hoping he was tired of you and would finally choose not to be with you anymore.
Farewell comes. Once again, you bury memories deep in the deepest ocean. Then it comes back and floats up.
There were eight people sitting close together at a little round table, and to your luck, you ended up facing Yoongi.
Beer never stopped coming to your table.
You had an impressive way of acting as if everything was normal. You were always like this. Of course, Yoongi made you angry, but you’ve never resented him for something. Acting full of hostility in front of both of your friends would never be one of your goals.
On some other occasion, maybe you would’ve ignored him and his glances, but you can’t deny that you’ve wanted to see and talk to him for the past few weeks.
Your friends weren’t fond of your “relationship,” yet they were always curious about how you two treated each other whenever you saw each other after a while. Everyone always knew when you two were together and how many months you had spent without talking.
You can’t tell if that’s good or not, but everyone knew it was just a matter of time before you started seeing each other again.
Tonight was going well. You haven’t seen Hoseok or the other guys in a while. Aside from whatever you had with Yoongi, they were your friends, too. Not too long ago, you always went out on weekends to bars, parties, and the occasional concerts.
Ever since you distanced yourself from them a little, they got into relationships. It wasn’t until today that you actually spent time with them and their partners and got to know them a little.
Jimin was sitting on your right, and eventually, you found yourselves talking apart from the others. He started telling you about his partner and how he got in a little fight with them over whether it’s right or not to look at other people at the gym.
Later, the others were all over that topic, arguing whether it was socially acceptable or not to look at someone else at the gym while your partner was there with you. All the alcohol you’ve drank made itself present. Your overall volume rose with each minute, with everyone voicing their opinions.
You had already told tipsy Jimin your point of view, so you got fed up with the subject when it turned into an actual discussion between Hoseok and his partner.
Sam and Gemma were still talking with Jimin over what he did, his partner’s words, and whatnot. So you found your chance to get up and go to the jukebox.
It took less than two minutes of you looking through the catalog when you suddenly saw a tall figure standing by your side.
“Hi,” he said.
You turned to look straight into his eyes. “Hi.”
“You look radiant, better than before.”
You bit your smile back and answered, “can’t complain.” Still searching for a song.
He came closer to you, “we meet again.”
A smile escaped from you. “It’s been almost a year, huh.”
Now they’re walking on ice. To see who slips first. No strings intertwined. They were never anything, but there was always something.
“I know, it’s crazy.” He wasn’t going to waste any more time. “Can we meet later?”
There was something.
“My friend is staying over.” You had already picked two songs but still had three more credits.
“I can come by.”
You were thinking hard about which songs to pick, but Yoongi was making it really hard to concentrate.
Of course, I want you to come over. Yet, I still want to hang on to the small remains of my pride.
“I think it would be better if we go out sometime this week if you want.”
Filled with anxiety over what you were arranging, you started tapping your fingers against the machine, not remembering which artist you were looking for in the first place.
“I thought you no longer wanted to see me.”
You lifted your chin to look at him and gave him a smirk. “Well,” you said with a nervous laugh, “I did, but I can’t lie to you; I’ve been thinking about you for days.”
“Why?”
“Why? What do you mean why?”
“I don’t know, I thought you were done with me.”
“Yoongi, we can’t talk about that here.”
You were finally searching for the last song. “Well, I’ll see you at your house later.”
Again, you turned to look at him but gave him an annoyed expression. You kept going through Pink Floyd’s songs, your distress not letting you find your favorite song by them.
“Can I? Just for a while. I want to talk to you.”
“Talk about what Yoongi?”
Finally, <The Great Gig in the Sky>.
“About why you left like that back then.”
You finally turned your whole body to answer him, “Alright then, you can come by later.” And with that, you returned to your seat at the table. Everyone asked what took you so long, and while you explained that you couldn’t find the songs you wanted, Yoongi came back to his seat, too. All eyes were on you, his included.
It actually got you happy that he talked to you first.
Untethered intertwining. They were never anything, but there was always something.
Sam, Hoseok, and his girlfriend left around 2 a.m., but the rest of you kept finding things to talk about.
You never stopped drinking, but you weren’t feeling drunk yet. In one of your trips to the bathroom, Gemma told you she liked Yoongi for the first time, and it got you all giddy. As you were walking back, you and Yoongi couldn’t take your eyes off of each other. Both of you were getting impatient to finally be alone again.
You’re both talking to your friends, and you’re laughing, and you look across the table. You’re not even far apart, but you catch each other’s eyes, and it’s this secret that exists right there, unnoticed, and no one else knows about it, no one else but you and Yoongi.
The rest of your friends were already drunk, so he told you, “We should go.”
“Come on, I’ll take you both home.”
Gemma hopped in the back of his car, and you got yourself in the passenger seat.
All your actions were too familiar for someone who hasn’t seen this guy in over ten months.
The next thing you knew, your phone connected automatically to his car, and he urged you to put some music on.
It was until this moment, on your way to your house, that you realized you were very drunk. You don’t even remember which playlist or songs you played.
When you arrived home, you gathered all your might to get Gemma inside. (Yoongi helped you open all the doors and, most importantly, carry Gemma to your room).
You got Gemma into your bed, changed her clothes, and left her a glass of water on your bedside table. You also used the moment to gulp a glass of water yourself. Meanwhile, Yoongi was already settled in your living room, his eyes not leaving you. Lying on your couch, recognizing when you were feeling more than tipsy. “Are you drunk?”
His voice scared you for a second. You did not realize he was still there or that he was watching your every move. Your smile gave away that you were indeed feeling a little drunk.
“A little? Maybe?”
The way he laughs always gets you. It has this cute yet manly note that you’ve always loved so much.
You curled up on your couch next to Yoongi, facing him. You truly wanted to hear what he wanted to talk about, but this newfound comfort of being on your couch made you sleepy. At the same time, the way he was looking at you was letting the alcohol in your system wear out.
His heavy gaze no longer made you think about talking with him. All you wanted was for him to hold you and kiss you like he used to as if he couldn’t wait any longer to press his lips on yours, to interrupt you while you were saying something with a kiss filled with the desire you both had for the other.
“Are you dating someone else?” His question shocked you. You looked at him wide-eyed. Yoongi looked directly at your eyes like they were the only thing in the room, fearing that if he looked somewhere else, he’d miss the truth coming from your eyes.
Your face turned into a frown, and drinking in his words confused you. You sat straight to ask your first question, but he beat you to it. “Is that why you left me?” The blood drained from your face.
Is he serious? Is he genuinely clueless? Or is he just being stupid?
“Is that what you want to hear? That I’ve been dating around?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that you disappeared again; if you wanted me to go to hell, you could’ve said so.”
“What are you even saying, Yoongi?”
“I thought you were dating someone.” He let out what must have been a bitter laugh.
“Well, I’m not… I don’t have time to go out with ‘people’.”
Do you even know why it’s so goddamn impossible for me to let you go? Because every song, every moment, and every person reminds me of you.
Why did you even want to see him this time around? Have you ever thought about that? It didn’t even matter because it was always the same. You suddenly forget how you feel or whatever you wanted to say as soon as you’re in front of him. Even if you said something, he wasn’t going to listen. He never does.
“Are you dating someone?”
“That’s not what I wanted to talk about. I need to know why you left me that night.”
“So, you are dating someone...”
“Just tell me why you left me.”
“Fine, I bet I won’t even remember this in the morning,” you laugh softly, maybe in preparation for what you would say next.
You collapse back onto your couch, sighing as your head sinks into the soft cushions. Your eyes drift upward, fixating on the blank expanse of the ceiling above you.
“It’s just that… I don’t know; that day, you were acting so strange toward me, and I truly thought you weren’t my Yoongi anymore. It’s like you were dying to get out of there, and I figured it would be better if I was the one who left first”. You smiled, but everyone could have seen the bitterness behind it. “I trust- no, I hoped… that what you told me that you wanted for us was true, but I couldn’t see a trace of that in you anymore. I didn’t want to turn into an anxious mess and think about you non-stop or… try to find out why you acted like that, so yeah, I left you again.”
He felt a tightness in his chest when he heard you say, “My Yoongi.” It wasn’t helping that your words sounded so real to him at that moment. This was easily the third time he’d seen you somewhat vulnerable. He was going to regret talking about this.
“Do you want me to ask you what was going on with you that day?” Your head was still on the couch, but it was now turned to get a better look at his face. You were still smiling.
He thought, Why is she smiling? Why is she always smiling?
“But you said you weren’t gonna remember this in the morning.” There goes his sweet laugh again.
“We can try.”
“Can we try with a kiss instead?”
Only the sound of cars driving by could be heard.
You don’t even remember that kiss anymore.
That should have been a dead giveaway that everything was bound to turn out very wrong after that night.
The following days were even worse. Your conversations over text were boring and awkward. You felt that he was being an ass on purpose, as if he was making you pay for what you “put” him through. Sick and tired. That’s how you were beginning to feel towards this ongoing joke. Over the week, you started remembering the first thing you wrote about him. It was the first time you’d drifted apart.
“I want to see you. I want to be with you now. I hate feeling this needy. I like you so much that I don’t know what to do with all these emotions.
Remember that night when we kissed for the first time? Our lips touched, and I think my heart lost its rhythm for a few minutes. It’s okay if you don’t remember it the way I do. But I want you to know that I’ll never forget how you made me feel that night. I think I fell in love with you since then.
I’ve missed you almost every day since you left. I realized that I look pretty when I’m sad, but I look prettier when somebody says your name, and I smile uncontrollably. I wish I could explain the physical pain I feel inside my chest when I think about you. And I wish that pain could be erased if we’re being honest.
I don’t know what’s wrong with us. I’m running out of ideas to make this work, and I feel like if I don’t do something to save us, you won’t do it either; even though I know you care, I know you’re just going to stand there, arms crossed watching everything drift away.
I can’t get out of my head that time you said that you felt that you were hurting me instead of making me feel good, and I said that sometimes I think I hate you. I swear I didn’t mean it. It’s just that I’m too scared of losing you for good because I have this feeling that I won’t feel like this ever again; I’m afraid I’ll have to lose this part of myself that feels genuinely in love with someone.
I thought we were made for each other. I thought you were one of my soulmates. I still think we are. But we keep fucking it up every single time. I won’t lie; I’m fine some days, but the smallest things break me. I know it’s not your fault that I’m so damn sensitive, but my feelings have always been this intense, this is who I am, and I was hoping that you would learn to love the whole mess that I am just as much as I love yours.
It’s not that I can’t be with someone else and forget about you—I know I can—but I don’t want to be without you.
I don’t know what it is about this day, but my head feels so much heavier when we’re having problems. I feel mad at you, and I bet you’re mad at me, too. Have I always been this hard? Or are you just realizing that being with me is a lot of work and I’m not worth it?
I’m not ready to let you go. You’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted to keep around. You treat me so well when we’re together. I love when you take my hand in yours. I love every time it’s just you and me, and we talk about life. There’s no one for me but you. You’re the only face I can see. I hope you know I’m only pretending to hate you when I love you so much.
After all, I’ll always hope it’s you and me in the end. I’m happy if I get to be with you.”
That was seven fucking years ago. Funny huh?
It was never supposed to turn out like this. Who would’ve thought that someone could pull you down like this under the guise of love? Was it really only an individual’s fault?
Did it keep going because no one wanted to be the bad guy? If we didn’t have feelings for each other, if we didn’t think of each other, would we have dragged it on like this?
Those words played over and over again in your head. Whenever you came to be together again, that was eventually all you wondered about.
That first letter was born when the first layer that was blinding you was uncovered. It was as if something was finally letting you see the shape of the person Yoongi was—or at least the person he was with you.
Next year. The second “letter” came.
“Everything’s been so weird lately. I don’t get you. You didn’t talk to me for three days, yet you still think I’ll say yes when you want to see me late at night when you finally feel like it? Seriously?
I’m angry at you, but mostly, I’m angry at myself. How can I be so blind to not realize that nothing will ever happen between us? Why am I still here?
I know it’s because I want to be with someone, but maybe that person is not you. Because if you wanted to, we would be something by now. I know you won’t ever change because it’s been 2 years since this started, and you’re still the same. Maybe I fell in love with the hope and longing. All I did was imagine myself with you, I thought I was being patient about us.
I can’t help but be a hopeless romantic, that’s all I’ve been my whole life. Occasionally, I find myself doing dumb shit all the time, like apologizing to the stars on behalf of both of us for not keeping our promises.
I’ve been thinking about how sad I have been lately. Telling myself I’m stupid for loving you after all you’ve made me go through, how useless I feel, and how painful every day gets, honestly, this love I feel for you is making me crazy.
But I shouldn’t be worrying about this. I know it may seem complicated to live with a broken heart, crying until your tears make you blind.
I keep saying to myself, “It’s time you get yourself together, fall in love with yourself again, and forgive yourself for thinking you were stupid when you only acted out of love for someone who couldn’t see all you were.”
But let’s be honest, being aware of all this still doesn’t make it any easier.
I still feel so lost. And confused. I wish I knew how to stop loving you. I miss my peace of mind. I know what I’m supposed to do but don’t know where to start.
I know that one day we’ll cross paths again, and I won’t feel a thing anymore, but until then, I’ll keep trying to convince myself that I don’t want you anymore. What have you done to me? What have I done to myself? What is it about you that ended up putting me through this hell?
For the past few months, we barely saw each other. I still remember the last words we exchanged, and I feel sick, I keep wishing you would’ve done something else, hoping you would’ve said something different, but wishing for this doesn’t matter anymore, I’ll just keep hurting myself if I keep thinking about this version of you that I kept romanticizing.
I’m tired now. All this was too much for me. But let me tell you one thing. I never even thought for a second that I was wasting my time with you. Not even when all my friends told me so. I took pride in myself for “knowing” when a guy doesn’t want you, but you were so confusing.
You used to always be there. You knew exactly what to do and what to say so I could keep my love alive, making me think that maybe one day we would be together, but now I’m truly fed up with you. I’m angry. I know I can live without talking to you, but I don’t think I can be in the same room with you and not feel a thing.
I’m telling you this because I want you to understand me. I want us to end on good terms because I know it’ll be impossible for us to stop seeing each other. So please help me, because this won’t be easy for me.
I still care about you. I love you, but I can’t do this anymore. I need to keep crying, but understand me, I’m not crying for you. It’s just that I have so much inside me that I could never say to you. I know now that I was too much for you.”
In the span of two years, all that relationship lay before your eyes, yet somehow you didn’t want to see it. You decided to keep your hope alive even if it hurt you.
Several breakups between the two of you. A few relationships with other people in the middle of it all. Countless times you wanted to run to him just one more time. The occasional texts came from him, asking how you were and if you wanted to meet again.
You tried to be strong most of the time. You even felt you had gotten over Yoongi on every period where you’d stopped running into him. Those were the times when it was easy. But it was also quite embarrassing how quickly you’d fall into his trap once he got into your head again.
So yeah, you caved in after that kiss from last night.
You were letting this happen. You wanted this on this occasion.
It should be fine, right?
Eventually, after a few weeks, both of you started sorting out your emotions and everything felt pretty normal again.
Why do I make things so complicated when there’s no need to?
You can’t help but doubt yourself and doubt him. You want to know what’s in his head, yet you know it should be enough for you that he wants to keep seeing you.
All these doubts made you realize that maybe, just maybe, you’re treating this in the same way you would’ve years ago.
Just focus on the now.
Aside from that…
You like him very much. He can talk about a bunch of things with you. He can be cute when he wants to be. You used to have a lot in common in terms of music. You like his style. And let’s not get started on his tattoos. ON TOP OF THAT, HIS ARMS. For some weird reason, I always forget he has dimples.
Ultimately, years pass and you always run back to him. You genuinely enjoy being in the same room as him.
No one has gotten close to how he makes you feel. Every time you see him again, everything feels the same. Your feelings towards him haven’t changed.
The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle but never break.
A month later
Ah, shit.
You were having a relatively good weekend. It was the 4th of July. You spent it with your family and now it was almost midnight but you were still texting with your best friend. She was at a party with Sam, Jess, and all the guys. You were experiencing a mild fomo, but you had a deal with your parents, so you had to pass that party this time.
Even Jungkook texted you earlier asking why you weren’t there. But that’s another story.
Your best friend was getting drunker with every text she sent, but she had put herself on the task of updating you with all of Yoongi’s whereabouts and doings.
I mean go ahead I guess. It makes me feel like it’s my fault for not showing enough interest again. This is making me uneasy. Because I like him but turns out he doesn’t like me enough? I WANT TO SCREAM.
I shouldn’t be angry because it’s my fault. I know so. I’m not trying enough, and maybe this was bound to happen. I can’t ask him to just talk to me. He needs to live his life too, he’s human, and he gets tired of waiting for someone who doesn’t seem “invested” in him. FUCK.
He ended up coming to your place around 1 a.m.
And this time, you actually talked. You were worried he’d drank too much, but he showed to be as sober as one can be.
Before he got there, you were extremely nervous, but once you sat with him on your couch, all your tension and fears calmed down. You valued that he was able to make you feel that way.
Your feelings went on a rollercoaster in a matter of a few hours, it was so fucking strange to read those words. To paint yourself a picture of what Yoongi was doing with you.
“Why weren’t you at the party?”
“I spent the whole weekend with my parents, so I couldn’t go.” “I wanted to, though.”
“It would’ve been cool if you had gone, everyone was asking about you.”
A smirk appeared on your face. “And what did you tell ’em?”
“That you didn’t want to see me,” He joked.
You started playing with him.
“That’s sliiightly true,”
After that, he laughed but got closer to you. He even got a lot more talkative, narrating to you everything he and your friends did earlier on. You were pretty entranced in him. It’s risky when you love to hear someone just talk. He took in the way you were gazing at him and figured there was no point in wasting more time. It was obvious Yoongi only went to your place to see if he was getting lucky tonight.
You realized his face was inching closer to yours. Your eyes scanning his own. Him doing the same, with the occasional glance at your lips. You weren’t gonna kiss him. Still, you let him get close enough so your lips could brush each other.
Then you smiled.
You weren’t gonna miss the chance to let him try to explain to you what the hell was going on, so you thought you’d go straight to the point.
“Can I ask you something?”
He returned your smile.
“Wait, let me guess”- “You want to know if I have a girlfriend”.
Motherfucker.
Your smile faltered slightly at him guessing the question, but he maintained eye contact with you. “Yeah, I figured that’s what you wanted to ask,” he replied. His tone is a mix of playfulness and seriousness. “No, I don’t have a girlfriend.”
The way his mind immediately went there. We’ll worry about that later.
Yoongi’s words echoed in your ears, you couldn’t help but believe him. There was something about his voice, his gaze, that made you blindly trust his every word.
Yoongi’s expression softened, his gaze unwavering. “I want you to know that I’m being genuine right now. I don’t have a girlfriend, I’m not seeing anybody formally, romantically, emotionally, or whatever you imagined. I want to give us a chance to make things right for you.”
You clung to the hope that this time he was telling the truth.
A sense of relief washed over you as you leaned closer to Yoongi. Ignoring the cautionary whispers in the back of your mind, you let yourself be swept away by his intoxicating presence.
His lips met yours in a passionate kiss, and for a moment, it felt like all your doubts and worries faded away.
Days turned into weeks, and you reveled in the blissful illusion of having Yoongi in your life once again. Yoongi seemed attentive, caring, and utterly devoted to you. He showered you with affection, making you believe that you were his only one this time.
Over the next months, your interactions with Yoongi were limited to texts. There were no dates or visits to your house or his place, for that matter. It’s like he was growing bored. But that’s nothing new anymore.
You started to grow tired of his refusal to let you go, even if he didn’t like you the way you liked him. You knew it was time to move on and find someone who would honestly reciprocate your feelings.
And then, on a spontaneous note, one day, you stumbled upon someone through Instagram.
thv replied to your story.
It started with you two sending each other songs for a few days.
Then, when you got to actually talk to him. You realized he was funny, his music taste almost immaculate, he was extremely nice to you, and he cared about what you had to say. You basically had the same interests. And hands down, you enjoyed talking to him a lot.
Ever since you started talking to this new guy, called Taehyung, you felt like something had shifted in your life. And it’s only been 3 days since then.
This time, it turned out you were wrong. Wrong about everything.
I can’t regret anything, because I tried, I wholeheartedly tried. I don’t plan to try and understand him anymore.
Yoongi had been lying through his teeth the whole time. He did have a girlfriend, and he reveled in his power over you. He enjoyed playing with your emotions, relishing in his control over you.
You found out a few days ago, and you struggled to know what to do. You weren’t going to just ghost him. You couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be passive-aggressive toward him, and it showed in your texts.
But you weren’t counting on that he was even more of a cynic than you. And you were getting angrier that he wouldn’t accept anything and refused to let the conversation die.
So yeah, it took 3 days.
It took you that long to get yourself way ahead of everything. About Taehyung specifically.
You don’t remember having met him before.
If only you knew that he remembers the first time he saw you in college and several parties after that.
He’d grown attracted to you every time he saw you. However, you never once seemed to acknowledge his presence.
And don’t get him wrong. He didn’t mind. You were just a platonic interest. Somehow he knew you weren’t exactly available even if he never saw you with a guy before.
He just took his chance a few days ago, not expecting anything. Just with the simple excuse of finally getting to know you.
He was a good listener, interested in your thoughts. With each message exchanged, your connection grew extremely fast.
This got you scared. You had barely talked to him and were already getting VERY INTERESTED.
On the fourth day, he invited you to the movies, but ended up going out to two bars and then dancing.
You shared even more stories, talked about your dreams, and even found yourselves discussing your insecurities in your love life.
Taehyung made you feel seen, heard, and valued – something you hadn’t felt in a long time. He was patient and understood your reservations.
On the cab, in the way back to your place, you rested your head on his shoulder, hand in hand, you truly felt so calm, it had been the nicest date ever.
Hell, you haven’t even had a proper date in years. So, no one can blame you when you finally let yourself be vulnerable for once.
Taehyung knew he’d like you, but never to this extent. He wasn’t scared when he realized he was falling in love with you. All he wanted was to see you every single day from now on. He took the initiative to plan a date next week, but you went out of town to visit your cousin.
So Monday it is. There was only one thing that you had to take care of. Before you let yourself move on to the next step in your love life.
Dealing with Yoongi was getting tiring, so it finally happened. The long overdue conversation occurred. Over texts, but it happened.
For once, you didn’t see the point in continuing. You and Yoongi have been through this road way too many times, and nothing has changed.
You decided to cut ties with Yoongi for good on that Monday. From now on, Taehyung could be the only one in your head.
As you were getting ready for your date with Taehyung, you couldn’t help but think about your conversation with Yoongi just a few hours ago. It was strange how life presented you with new opportunities right on the heels of letting go of the past. The decision to leave Yoongi was still fresh in your mind, but you hoped that this date with Taehyung would make you feel different, as bad as it could sound, but a distraction to that awful bit.
Taehyung took you to the movies, and from the moment the film began, your hands found each other’s, fingers intertwining. The dimly lit theater provided the perfect backdrop for this quiet display of affection. The movie itself was fun at times, but it was almost a blur of scenes and dialogue because your attention was elsewhere. You didn’t realize that Taehyung also spent that entire hour and a half not watching the movie, but watching you. He observed the way your eyes lit up at the funny parts, the sound of your laughter made his heart skip a beat. It was as if he had his own private screening of your reactions, and to him, it was the most captivating thing in the world.
The next stop on your adventure was an arcade, a place filled with flashing lights and the noise of all the games you can imagine. You couldn’t resist the air hockey table, and without hesitation, you both grabbed the paddles. As the puck glided across the smooth surface, it was evident that both of you were really good at it. Soon, a couple of small kids had gathered around, their eyes wide with fascination as they watched you play.
Taehyung, multitasking effortlessly, started chatting with them while maintaining his competitive spirit. A little girl, no older than seven, stood beside you, her eyes sparkling with innocence. She looked up at you with a hopeful smile and asked, “Are you going to beat your boyfriend?” Her question caught you off guard, and you burst into laughter at her adorable bluntness. Taehyung, engrossed in his conversation with the other kids, didn’t hear the question. All he could see was how your laughter sounded like the sweetest melody in the world.
Distracted by your laugh, Taehyung lost to you in the game. The little kids erupted in cheers, celebrating your victory as if you had just won a championship. They eagerly lined up to give you high-fives, momentarily forgetting that Taehyung even existed. That was until he, still keen on entertaining the kids, asked if they knew how to play. The result was an excited chorus of enthusiastic and loud ‘yes’s’.
It was an endearing sight as Taehyung listened attentively to the kids. Meanwhile, you couldn’t help but smile at how easily he connected with them.
“Okay, guys, what’s the next game we should play?” Taehyung asked, genuinely intrigued by their suggestions.
The kids seemed to have a dozen ideas at once, and it was all a jumble of arcade classics, from racing games to shooting hoops. One girl, with a mischievous glint in her eye, pointed at the dance machine in the corner.
“Can we try that dance game?” she asked, her excitement infectious.
Taehyung exchanged a playful glance with you, and you both agreed, despite the potential embarrassment that awaited you. The music blared from the machine, and you gave it your all, dancing like nobody was watching (except a group of kids, of course). Taehyung joined in nervously, even though his dancing skills were almost too good.
The kids burst into laughter at everyone’s dance moves, cheering you on with each step. It was one of those moments where embarrassment turned into pure joy, and you couldn’t have cared less about who was watching.
It was heartwarming to see him engage with them, making sure each child had a good time. After making sure the kids had enough tokens to keep playing, Taehyung gently took your hand, and together you wandered through the arcade. The place was a riot of flashing lights and game sounds, but it all faded into the background as you explored hand in hand.
Eventually, you came across the game involving knocking down rows of clown figures. You both paused, taking in the challenge. With the timer ticking down, Taehyung turned to you. His eyes sparkled with affection, and amidst the blinking lights and arcade tunes, he asked, “Can I kiss you?”
You paused for a moment, your heart racing as you looked into Taehyung’s eyes. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to kiss him - far from it. In fact, you felt a strong pull towards him, a connection that seemed to grow with every passing second. Even more so, after the side of him you saw today.
But there was something holding you back, a nagging doubt that whispered in the back of your mind. You had just met Taehyung, and even though the chemistry between you two was sweet, you wanted to take things slow. You didn’t want to rush into anything, not after what you’d been through with Yoongi.
So, with a soft smile, you gently shook your head and replied, “Not yet.” It was a response that carried a promise, a promise that there would be time for kisses and more in the future, once you were both ready to take that step. Taehyung nodded understandingly, his smile mirroring your own, and you continued your adventure to a bar, still hand in hand.
As you settled into a cozy corner of the bar, the atmosphere shifted, becoming more intimate. The soft hum of conversation, clinking glasses, and mellow jazz music in the background created the perfect backdrop for a meaningful conversation.
You started by talking about your time at the arcade, laughing about how the kids had cheered for you when you won the game. Taehyung joined in, sharing his amusement at their excitement. It was a light and joyful conversation that made you feel even closer to him.
Taehyung was genuinely interested in getting to know you better. He asked about your family, and you shared stories about your parents and siblings. In turn, he spoke fondly about his own family, reminiscing about childhood memories and you noticed how much he loved them.
Work became the next topic of discussion. You both talked about your careers, your aspirations, and the challenges you faced in life. Taehyung’s dedication and passion for his job shone through, and you found yourself admiring his determination.
As the night wore on, the conversation deepened. You talked about life, dreams, and the things that truly mattered to you. It was a conversation that left you feeling a sense of connection you hadn’t experienced in a long time. You realized that this was different from anything you had with Yoongi, something that was still scary to you.
As the night progressed and the conversation with Taehyung deepened, you couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between him and Yoongi. Taehyung’s genuine interest in getting to know you, his kindness, and his openness were like a breath of fresh air compared to the complexity and uncertainty of your history with Yoongi.
The realization that this connection with Taehyung was different, something new and potentially beautiful, both excited and scared you. It was scary because it meant stepping out of your comfort zone, venturing into unfamiliar territory, and leaving behind the emotional rollercoaster that had defined your relationship with Yoongi.
But that fear didn’t deter you. In fact, it fueled a sense of courage you hadn’t felt in a long time. Maybe you were ready to embrace something real, something stable, and something built on honesty and trust. It was a daunting prospect, but for the first time in a while, it might be worth taking that leap into the unknown.
The night had stretched on longer than you had initially planned, but you didn’t mind one bit. In fact, you didn’t want it to end.
As Taehyung’s car pulled up to your place, reality seemed to rush back in. With the engine turned off and the night’s silence settling around you, you both remained seated in the car. It was one of those moments where time felt suspended, and neither of you seemed in a hurry to say goodbye.
You gazed into Taehyung’s eyes, his warm and sincere gaze locked onto yours. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness. You knew what you wanted, and in this moment, you felt a surge of courage you hadn’t experienced before.
Taehyung’s voice was soft, barely above a whisper, as he said, “I had a really great time tonight.”
You smiled, your heart racing. “Me too,” you admitted, your voice equally hushed.
For a moment, neither of you moved, the weight of the unspoken words hanging in the air.
Finally, you took a deep breath, your nervousness mingling with excitement. “Taehyung, can I ask you something?”
His eyes were curious. “Of course.”
Without overthinking it, you leaned in, closing the gap between you and Taehyung. In the dimly lit car, your lips finally met a gentle and electrifying connection that seemed to seal the promise of something new, something real.
As you pulled away, your foreheads touching, you whispered, “I’ve actually been wanting to do that all night.”
Taehyung chuckled, feeling a newfound hope. “Me too.”
Unable to resist kissing him way longer, you reached out again. The kiss started slow, a tantalizing exploration of each other’s lips. Your mouth was warm and inviting, and Taehyung couldn’t resist the urge to deepen the kiss.
Your lips moved together with a fiery passion, tongues dancing in a tango. There were no more words, just the intoxicating taste of each other. Your hands roamed, tracing all of his torso, igniting a fiery desire within both of you.
Taehyung bit your lower lip, sending shivers down your spine, and you responded with a soft moan. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as the kiss grew more fervent. It was a hunger that had been building all night, and now it was impossible to contain.
The kiss was wild, a passionate exchange, a language of desire and longing. You explored every inch of each other’s mouths, savoring the taste of your newfound connection.
When you finally pulled away, both of you were left breathless, lips swollen and hearts pounding. Taehyung’s eyes bore into yours, filled with an intensity that matched the fiery kiss you had just shared.
He whispered, his voice husky, “I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I saw you.”
You grinned, your own desire burning bright. “I’m glad we finally did.”
As you entered your home, the soft glow of your phone illuminated the room. You couldn’t help but smile as you saw a series of texts from Taehyung, sent with an urgency that mirrored the fiery passion of your kiss.
From that moment on, there wasn’t a single time of day when you weren’t texting each other. The connection between you two was electric, and it seemed like every message, every word, only deepened your bond. It didn’t take long for Taehyung to invite you again on a date, and he chose a taproom for the occasion.
Taehyung arrived the following Saturday at your doorstep around 7 p.m., his charming smile lighting up the evening. Dressed casually but looking effortlessly handsome, he greeted you warmly.
“Hey there,” he said, his voice a pleasant melody. “Ready for our night out?”
With a nod and an excited smile, you locked the door behind you and joined him. The short drive to the taproom was filled with easy conversation and soft laughs. When you arrived, you were greeted not just by the cozy atmosphere of the taproom but also by some of Taehyung’s friends who had already gathered there.
Taehyung couldn’t contain his excitement about introducing you to his friends. He made the rounds, enthusiastically presenting you to each one of them, his introductions filled with admiration. As the evening went on, his friends couldn’t help but tease you both when they knew you weren’t officially a couple.
However, that made them gush about Taehyung. They spoke of his kindness, his sense of humor, and his unwavering loyalty. They assured you that you’d found someone truly special, and it was clear they thought he’d done the same in finding you.
Throughout the night, amidst the clinking of glasses and the hum of conversation, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of warmth and belonging. Taehyung’s friends were welcoming, and their approval only added to the unique feeling of the evening.
As the night continued, the connection between you and Taehyung deepened. Your hands naturally gravitated towards each other, fingers interlacing as if they had always belonged together. There was a palpable comfort in being so close, and the world around you seemed to fade into the background.
In the midst of this enchanting evening, a message from Sam popped up on your phone. She was suggesting a plan for tomorrow - a baseball game. Without a moment’s hesitation, you enthusiastically said yes.
But what made your heart race, even more, was the eagerness to include Taehyung in your plans. You turned to him, a radiant smile on your face, and said, “Hey, my friends just invited me to a baseball game tomorrow. Do you want to join us? It’d be amazing if you’d come with me.”
His eyes lit up with delight at the invitation, and he nodded, “yeah, I’d love to be there with you.”
It felt like a natural step, merging your separate worlds and bringing Taehyung closer to your heart.
In your world, your friends were your anchors, your family, and the people who knew you best. If someone couldn’t fit into that crucial part of your life, it was often a telling sign that the relationship might not make it.
As you looked forward to the baseball game the next day, there was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. You believed in Taehyung and the genuine connection you shared, but there was always that sliver of doubt. Would he mesh well with your friends? Would they see what you saw in him?
But deep down, you had a feeling that this was a significant step. If Taehyung could seamlessly become a part of your world, it would be a powerful confirmation of your relationship.
Thoughts of tomorrow’s baseball game, and the potential changes it might bring, had temporarily vanished. All you craved at that moment were the hugs, kisses, and the warmth of holding Taehyung’s hand.
The atmosphere seemed to hum with your love surge, an electric charge that coursed through you, making every moment feel like a heart-pounding adventure. As you bid farewell to Taehyung’s friends, you couldn’t wait to be alone with him, to dance again at the same bar where your love story began.
Tonight, something was different. Your excitement was on an all-time high. The tension that had built up between you over the last dates, the unspoken desires and emotions, were now rising to the surface. The connection between you two was undeniable, and your touches were igniting sparks that seemed to intensify with each passing second.
In the dimly lit bar, the pulsating beat of the music coursed through your veins, syncing with your every move. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and as you moved to the rhythm, your dance became a sensual invitation. Your body swayed and undulated in harmony with the music, your hips swiveling provocatively to the seductive melodies.
Taehyung watched you with desire burning in his eyes, unable to resist the magnetic pull you had on him. Your dance was a mesmerizing display of confidence and allure. Your hands moved sensually across your own body, tracing the curves and contours that begged for his touch.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Taehyung stepped closer, his hands finding their way to your hips. His touch was electric, sending shivers down your spine. His fingers traced the curve of your waist, pulling you closer to him as he succumbed to the same fiery rhythm.
Your bodies moved together, pressed intimately against each other. The heat between you grew with every tantalizing sway, and the world around you faded into obscurity. In that moment, there was only the two of you, lost in the lights of desire and passion, each movement drawing you closer to an inevitable collision of lips and bodies.
As the night at the bar wore on, the two of you shared more than just dances. After one particularly intense moment, you found yourself with your back pressed against Taehyung’s chest, the thumping bass of the music reverberating through both of you. His breath was warm against your ear, sending delightful shivers down your spine. In that space, with his arms wrapped around your waist, it felt as if the world had disappeared, leaving only the sensation of his closeness and the rhythmic beating of your hearts in unison.
Between dances, you took breaks to calm yourselves with a beer or whatever drink you saw first at the bar. Each moment spent apart only seemed to fuel the intensity of your attraction. With every sip of your drink, you couldn’t help but glance back at Taehyung, a magnetic pull drawing you together once more. The atmosphere was heady with desire, and your chemistry was through the roof. Each dance, each stolen moment, was a step closer to something neither of you could resist any longer.
After those couple of hours of dancing that left you slightly breathless, you decided to seek refuge in one of the dimly lit booths at the corner of the bar. It provided a temporary sanctuary from the dance floor, allowing you to catch your breath and collect your thoughts amidst the lust that was echoing in your ears. The low hum of laughter and conversation from people around you provided a calming backdrop as you settled in, your heart still racing from the intimate moment with Taehyung, who had managed to stir emotions you hadn’t felt in quite some time.
He slid into the seat opposite you, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that sent shivers through your body. In the closeness that the booth offered, you could feel something deeper between you. It was as though the music, which had once enveloped you in its intoxicating embrace, was reduced to a mere murmur in the back.
With a playful grin, Taehyung finally broke the silence that had settled between you. “You know,” he began, his voice a low, seductive murmur, “I think we might just be causing a lot of jealous looks in here.”
You chuckled, the sound husky and filled with desire. “I noticed.”
His fingers traced patterns on the table, drawing invisible lines as he continued, “It’s not just about dancing, though. I’ve been imagining being with you like this since the first time I laid eyes on you, and it’s been killing me all night.”
You met his gaze, your heart pounding in your ears as you whispered, “Since the first time you saw me?” Not trusting yourself enough to say what you were really thinking, so you mirrored his words.
Taehyung’s hand reached across the table, his fingers lightly brushing against yours. “I can’t keep my composure anymore,” he admitted, his eyes never leaving yours. “I’ve been thinking about more than this all week.”
He paused, his gaze locked onto yours with a smoldering intensity. “You know,” he added with a sultry smile, “seeing you getting along so well with my best friends earlier, it just… made me so hard.”
The anticipation hung in the air like a charged current, a palpable magnetism drawing you closer together. It was a sensation you couldn’t ignore, a magnetic pull that seemed destined to ignite into something more profound.
You bit your lip, your pupils were blown, unable to contain the emotions surging within you. “Taehyung,” you began, your voice barely above a whisper, “if you keep this up, I think I might fall in love with you.”
His eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and affection as he leaned in closer. “Is that so?” he murmured, his lips tantalizingly close to yours. “Maybe that’s exactly what I want.”
Moments later, Taehyung led you to his apartment.
“I’m glad that we can finally be together like this.” He said with a sincere smile, his hand moving lower to cup your ass. He couldn’t resist anymore; he had to have you right then and there.
He slid his hand under your skirt, feeling the smoothness of your skin against his fingertips. Traced the outline of your panties through the fabric of your bottom. Taehyung felt a wave of arousal wash over him as he painted himself a picture of what lay beneath. Slowly, he slid his hands up your legs until he reached the hem of your panties. With a gentle tug, he pulled them down, revealing your wetness to him.
The sudden exposure caused you to blush slightly, but it only fueled his desire further. You couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of what came next “*Aren’t you going to see how wet I got because you?”
He leaned in and gave you a soft kiss on the cheek, then gently placed his hand on your inner thigh. As he did so, he whispered in your ear. “Do you really want me to do this?”
“I want this, trust me.”
He slid his hand up higher, feeling the warmth and dampness of your cunt. He could hear your soft gasps and moans as he touched your pussy. He continued to stroke you gently, feeling your muscles tighten around his fingers.
He heard your moans and started to become even more aroused. He could feel his own hard on growing in his pants, and he knew that it would only be a matter of time before you both got carried away. He slowly pulled back from you and looked into your eyes, his face flushed red with desire. You could tell that he was just as affected as you were.
You nodded, your eyes locked with his as desire coursed through your veins. You breathed, “I want you to touch me. I need your hands in me.”
A low growl rumbled in Taehyung’s throat as he gave you a hungry look, his fingers inching closer to your dripping core. “Fuck,” he muttered, unable to contain his own need. “I’ve been dreaming about this for days. About burying myself deep inside you.”
The raw desire in his words sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing second. You could feel the wetness pooling between your legs, desperate for his touch.
His fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, teasingly avoiding direct contact with where you needed him most. The anticipation was almost unbearable as you fought to maintain a hint of control.
“Please, Taehyung,” you whimpered, “don’t make me wait.”
A wolfish grin tugged at the corners of Taehyung’s lips as he finally gave in to both of your desires. His fingers dipped into your wet heat, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat.
“You’re so fucking wet for me,” he groaned, his voice rough with lust. “Did I make you this way? Did I make that pretty little pussy of yours ache for me?”
All coherent thought flew out the window as Taehyung pumped his fingers inside of you, hitting all the right spots that made pleasure surge through every nerve ending in your body. You could only manage to nod and let out a desperate moan in response.
He wrapped his other hand around your neck, pulling you closer to him. He could feel your pulse racing beneath his fingers, and he knew that you were enjoying this a lot.
He started to apply pressure to your neck, feeling your body respond to his touch. You let out a small gasp of air, and as he continued to choke you, he leaned in closer to your ear and whispered. “Do you like this, baby? Is this what you wanted?”
His thumb found its way to your clit, circling the swollen bud and sending jolts of electricity straight to where you needed it most. The pleasure was overwhelming, bordering on blissful torture, as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.
“Cum for me, baby,” Taehyung whispered, his hot breath fanning across your ear. “I want to feel you cum around my fingers.”
His words were all it took to push you over the edge. The coil of pleasure that had been building inside of you snapped, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through your body. You clung to him as you rode out your orgasm, his touch the only anchor keeping you grounded in a sea of sensations.
As the last tremors of pleasure receded, Taehyung pulled his hand away and brought it up to his lips, sucking your taste off his fingers with a look of pure satisfaction on his face.
After a few hours spent in tangled in touches, the clock ticked its way to 4 a.m., signaling the impending end of the night’s bliss. Despite the energy that was bubbling up between you, the evening hadn’t ventured beyond the boundaries of those lewd touches, leaving something else lingering in the air. As the minutes kept passing, a sense of reality nudged its way back into the forefront of your mind.
“You’re even sweeter than I imagined,” Taehyung’s voice, thick with desire, caressed the dimly lit room, echoing the sentiments of the night.
With a hazed smile playing on your lips, you gently disentangled yourself from Taehyung’s embrace, the need for rest tugging at your consciousness. “I have to go home, Taehyung,” you murmured softly, your words tinged with regret at the thought of parting, “I should get some actual sleep if we want to spend the whole day together again.”
Your fingers traced soothing circles along his shoulders, a silent reassurance of your affection. “You are coming with me tomorrow, right?” you queried, hope flickering in your eyes as you awaited his response.
In the hazy glow of his room, Taehyung’s gaze met yours, a promise dancing in his eyes. “Absolutely,” he affirmed, his voice laced with determination, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
With a final exchange of tender kisses and lingering glances, you reluctantly bid farewell to Taehyung’s warm embrace, bracing yourself for your way home.
Despite the lingering effects of last night’s alcohol roaming your body, a surge of adrenaline pulsed through your veins as you rolled out of bed, battling against the persistent fog of a very hungover you. With each groggy step towards the bathroom, the anticipation of the day ahead infused your weary limbs with energy, overriding the dull ache in your head.
As you splashed cool water on your face, the mirror reflected a mix of exhaustion and excitement in your eyes. Today was the day you’d introduce Taehyung to your best friends, a prospect that filled you with nerves. The thought of seeing their reactions, of sharing this part of your life with them, ignited a spark within you.
After downing a much-needed glass of water and popping a couple of painkillers to combat the lingering headache, you set about getting ready for the day. Despite the persistent throb at your temples, you couldn’t help but hum a tune under your breath, the thrill of today’s plan chasing away the last traces of drowsiness.
With each minute, the excitement grew, the clock ticking in slow motion as you counted down the moments until Taehyung went to pick you up. Finally, the sound of the doorbell shattered the quiet of the morning, heralding the arrival of your lover boy.
With a quick glance in the mirror to ensure you looked somewhat presentable despite feeling like shit, you hurried to answer the door, a smile of genuine delight spreading across your face at the sight of Taehyung standing on your doorstep, two large cups of coffee in hand and a grin that mirrored your own excitement.
“There we have my pretty and hungover girl,” he greeted you warmly, his eyes alight with anticipation, “are we all set for the big day?”
With a nod and a grin, you took the cup he handed you, the aroma wafting up to greet your senses. “Definitely”.
As you and Taehyung arrived at the stadium, the vibrant atmosphere of the bustling crowd greeted you with a wave of excitement. Sam, Gemma, and Jin were already waiting for you near the entrance, their infectious laughter echoing in the air as they exchanged playful banter.
“Hey, look who finally decided to show up!” Sam exclaimed, her grin widening as she caught sight of you and Taehyung approaching. “And who’s this handsome stranger you’ve brought along?”
lmk if you're up for reading the second part of this mess 🤭
bonus. just a little jungkookie for fun
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Did Chaeri go to yoongi concert with the guys
Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.
Chaeri's masterlist
Instagram update
Fan reaction
Twitter: Search results on #SUGA_AgustD_TOUR
💭 *Maknae line at Yoongi's concert* 🤧
🐱: my bros and little girl are here today
💭 Did he really call her 'little girl'? 🫠 My heart can't take it
💭 Why y'all acting so surprised he calls her 'little girl' all the time 🤭
💭 all those efforts to convince others that maknae line hate each other only for them to attend yoongi’s concert and have fun TOGETHER lmfaooo
💭 Considering that Yoongi didn't go live after his concert yesterday, even though he usually does after every show, it strongly suggests that he must have had a dinner date with the Maknae line 😮💨
💭 I WANT TO SEE YOONGI'S FACE OF SHOCK WHEN HE READ CHAERI'S POST ABOUT WANTING TO BE HIS GROUPIE
💭 Chaeri wearing that outfit ready to steal everyone's attention
taglist: @alixnsuperstxr | @bts-dream | @enchantingbrowneyedgirl | @ycuvi
#bts 8th member#bts female addition#yoongi drabble#yoongi x reader#bts drabble#bts x reader#kpop female member#bts female member#kpop female oc#bts addition#bts eighth member#bts imagines#bts#yoongi imagines#bts additional
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🎶 Composition of the Century (The Collab Masterlist!) 🎶
Hello, everyone! Welcome to the concert hall.
Take your seats and silence your phones, we have the genius Min Yoongi himself to celebrate on his thirtieth birthday!
Isi (@raplinesmoon), Ryen (@kithtaehyung) and Mars (@joheunsaram) are stoked to announce the masterlist for our second BTS 30 for 30 collab. For this collaboration, we have gathered 30 fantastic writers to showcase 30 musical pieces celebrating Yoongi's brilliant mind during his birth month.
🎼 All details/ratings of the upcoming lineup are under the cut. These fics are slated to go on tour by March 15th, so get ready to be moved (and don’t forget to come back and give them a listen!)
by the time i've figured out what it's worth (m) by @ugh-yoongi
⤷ Guitar
🤍 Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 est. relationship, marriage au | angst, smut
🎼 You used to find comfort in it—listening to those old songs, an aural timeline of your and Yoongi’s relationship. The shy sounds of falling in love, the tinkling of a ring in a dish, the inevitable crash and burn. All those songs aren’t so comforting anymore, when you’d do anything to keep him and Yoongi’s got one foot out the door.
🎧 Listen Here!
The Eternal Prince (13+) by @phenomenalgirl9
⤷ Accordion
🤍 Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 fantasy, reincarnation au | action
🎼 Everyone heard of the Prince who got cursed to be a beast for being too proud of his beauty, ever heard of the Prince who got cursed to have a frozen heart because he was cold? But, only one thing can thaw the ice in his heart, love. And only one person can give it to him, Y/n, will he be able to save her this time round? This time round, will his heart thaw?
🎧 Listen Here!
Seductress In Satin (M) by @daimyosjeon
⤷ Songwriting
🤍 Songwriter!Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 est. relationship au | smut
🎼 Yoongi has been ignoring you for a couple of weeks now because of his work. Finally, it's time to step up your game.
Pull On My Heart Strings (13+) by @cutest-bunny-writings
⤷ Harp
🤍 Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 angst, fluff
🎼 You've been waiting for this show for so long. To see award winning harpist Min Yoongi perform live, in a front row seat! What could possibly go wrong?
🎧 Listen Here!
Please Linger (M) by @matchy6812
⤷ Synrix
🤍 Musician!Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 fantasy au | humor, smut
🎼 After terrorizing the villagers with one too many pranks, you’ve been locked away in The Tower to atone for your petty crimes. As far as you know, The Tower is impenetrable. Nobody can get in, and nobody can get out. It seems you’ll never escape—until one night, a man named Yoongi barges in…
🎧 Listen Here!
Floating Chapels (17+) by @persephonesorchid
⤷ Chimes
🤍 Yoongi x Reader
🎶 regency au, strangers to lovers | angst, fluff
🎼 You open a music school for underprivileged youth and since the beginning, you've had an anonymous doner: they provide your students with instruments and general funding. One day, Duke Min presents himself and a grand offer for you and your students.
The Departure (M) by @sugalaritae
⤷ Double Bass
🤍 Classical Musician!Yoongi x Classical Musician!Jungkook
🎶 rivals to lovers, exes to lovers, romance | angst, light fluff, smut
🎼 It's been 5 years since Jungkook's seen Yoongi play live. 5 years since he was in the same room as Yoongi. 5 long years and so much has changed. Now, on the evening of what looks like Yoongi's last concert, Jungkook watches from the audience. Every finger movement reminds him of what it felt like to be touched. Every bow movement pulls out an old memory tucked away reminding him how intoxicating it was to play with Yoongi and oh! how he aches for a chance once again. Except he's ruined everything, and nothing will ever be the way it was. Especially Yoongi.
🎧 Listen Here!
unrequited love (& other clichés) (m) by @hot-soop
⤷ Cello
🤍 Cellist!Yoongi x Violinist!Reader(f)
🎶 non idol au, friends with benefits | angst, smut
🎼 Namjoon thinks it’s almost funny how both of you were dumped a year apart to the day.
(It’s not.)
While you’re partial to ignoring your problems, Namjoon likes to analyse. He cries a lot. Has an existential crisis. Starts talking about how suffering breeds creativity. Quotes a bunch of arseholes like Huxley and Lennon, and apparently the validation from a few long dead greats is all he needs to get the ball rolling. So sure, you’ll go along with it - because he’s your friend and you’re feeling numb to everything anyway. Namjoon needs a way to process his pain. But when his community orchestra project takes off and becomes something bigger than either of you expected, you think maybe the distraction is something of a blessing - especially when it brings Min Yoongi, someone you knew from before, someone who’s going through a heartbreak of his own.
all that we wouldn’t say (m) by @effortandmore
⤷ Producer
🤍 Yoongi x Namjoon
🎶 canon-divergent (post-disbandment), exes to lovers | angst, smut
🎼 If Yoongi told someone that letting go of BTS and Namjoon at the same time was hard, it would be a gross understatement. It was, in fact, the worst year or so of his life, but he’s managed to somehow move on. He’s had time, therapy, and lots of friends, family, and work to distract him. Things are good now—the best they’ve ever been, maybe. But Yoongi knows better than anyone that good things don’t always last, and that point is proven when Namjoon shows back up in his life out of nowhere with an album that needs producing and questions Yoongi doesn’t have the answers to.
harder, better, faster, stronger (m) by @the-boy-meets-evil
⤷ Synth
🤍 Synth Player!Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 non-idol au | fluff, smut, probably not angst
🎼 Yoongi had it all. He was part of one of the most famous musical acts on the world. Sold out shows, endless opportunities to collaborate, everything he'd wanted. And he had a great personal life free from all that since so few people knew what he actually looked like. Enter you, the new person he's head over heels for. Only one problem - you have no idea he's part of the group and don't seem particularly fond of them. Will he tell you what he actually does for a living or chicken out after hearing another of your rants?
moonlight sonata (m) by @sugarwithtea
⤷ Piano
🤍 Pianist!Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 enemies to lovers | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 Passion is a fickle thing. It is a feeling that drives you to success, but if lost -- you can turn as stagnant as a pond. Min Yoongi has always took pride in his passion, his skill, his art. But what happens when slowly the flame dies inside him? He returns back home, to the place where he had started to love music. But, you are there. The bane of his existence. You hate him like a sweltering flame, bigger than his passion for music. And you, are not so thrilled with the news of his return. What happens when you both inevitably cross paths and start a saga of hate and love?
🎧 Teaser!
가연 (Ga-yeon) (m) by @raplinesmoon
⤷ Bassoon
🤍 Restaurant Owner!Yoongi x Nurse!Reader
🎶 fake dating au | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 Your younger sister is getting married at the end of the summer, and while everyone else in your family rejoices, you’re stuck without a date and picking up extra shifts, your previous failures coming back to haunt you. The only comfort you can find is in the tiny hole-in-the-wall Korean place that seems to stay open all night, and its handsome owner Yoongi. But what happens when your circumstances force you to rope Yoongi into a crazy plan? Will the lines between you begin to blur, or will the events of the summer bring some much needed clarity to your otherwise murky life?
A Love Supreme (M) by @gimmethatagustd
⤷ Saxophone
🤍 Musician!Yoongi x Author!Reader
🎶 cruise ship au, strangers to lovers | light angst, fluff, humor, smut
🎼 After your most recently published novel miserably flops, shipping yourself off to sea on a three-week cruise without reliable internet or cell phone service sounds like a great way to run from your problems (and your editor). You don’t expect to find the cure for writer’s block at the cruise ship’s jazz club in the form of an uptight saxophone player.
Dissonance (M) by @sailoryooons
⤷ Clarinet
🤍 Musician!Yoongi x Musician!Reader
🎶 enemies to lovers, idiots to lovers | a little angst, smut
🎼 You have worked endlessly for everything in your life. Your scholarship, your high standing at Juilliard, and most certainly trying to afford an apartment in New York while chasing your dreams in the legendary halls of musical geniuses. And then there’s Min Yoongi, who works hard at nothing, who doesn’t care to study, and who shows up late to everything. After three years of dealing with him, you are determined to take first chair from him during your final semester at Juilliard. Even if it kills you.
Standing Right Here (M) by @sweetestofchaos
⤷ Keyboard
🤍 Business Management Major!Yoongi x Business Management Major!Reader
🎶 college au, friends to lovers | angst, fluff, light smut
🎼 As the youngest son of the Min family, Yoongi is forced to follow in his father's footsteps to help take care of the family business. Yoongi goes about his college life with his head down, keeping to himself but one encounter outside with a classmate changes Yoongi's view about his life. When Yoongi's father catches wind, Yoongi is giving an ultimatum that will change his life forever. Will he make the right call or be left standing alone?
🎧 Listen Here!
Insatiable (M) by @mincursedarokster
⤷ Janggu Drum
🤍 Actor!Yoongi x Actor!Jimin
🎶 romantic comedy, rivals to lovers | fluff, some smut
🎼 When Yoongi loses his top spot in a recent poll to Jimin, the last thing he expect was to find himself on set with the younger male and having to take him under his mentorship as they work together in period piece where Jimin is the vocalist to Yoongi's Janggu playing. Whilst everyone around him see’s Jimin as the perfect little angel, a doting mentee, Yoongi knows differently. Can Yoongi keep his sanity and his composure on set dealing with the insatiable appetite of the devilish angel?
Hexed (T) by @minisugakoobies
⤷ Oboe
🤍 Witch!Yoongi x Vampire!Seokjin
🎶 supernatural, enemies to lovers, witch au | fluff, humor
🎼 Ancient vampire Jin really has it all - fame, fortune, and undying good looks. His immortal life is perfect... or it would be, if it weren't for that annoying(ly handsome) witch Yoongi and his unearthly desire to make Jin's world an unliving hell.
The Song of Us (PG) by @seokra
🤍 Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 contemporary romance | fluff
🎼 What was supposed to be a simple cafe date, turns into a night of adventure in a world of music you’ve never experienced before.
Gold (M) by @yoongimingyu
⤷ Vocals (Singing)
🤍 Yoongi x Reader(f)
🎶 est. relationship | fluff, smut
🎼 One thing your boyfriend isn’t shy about is his musical talent. He puts words together in a way that completely convinces you that that’s how they were supposed to be all along – strung next to each other just like that. The fact that he knows it too… It's pretty hot, honestly. You know he enjoys getting to show off a little – sit you down, share what he’s been working on and watch you light up with pride. All of this only makes it especially intriguing when he gets suddenly bashful about his most recent songwriting development.
🎧 Listen Here!
A Change of Rhythm (PG) by @min-yumniverse
⤷ Trumbone
🤍 Yoongi x Musician!Reader
🎶 contemporary romance, hurt/comfort, comedy | slight angst, fluff
🎼 Music doesn’t feel as powerful as it once has. The notes on the keyboard feel boring, and uninteresting. The guitar and drums feel likewise. Each day feels like it’s littered with laziness and unamusement. Which means; it’s time for a change of rhythm.
🎧 Teaser! | 🎧 Listen Here!
all about that bass (m) by @augustbutwinter
⤷ Bass
🤍 Yoongi x Reader
🎶 band au | crack, fluff, light smut
🎼 Yoongi’s band tries to get their grumpy bassist laid. Little do they know he has a secret.
Time Out (M) by @bangtanintotheroom
⤷ Vocals (Rap)
🤍 Underground Rapper!Yoongi x Underground Rapper!Reader(f)
🎶 non-idol au, not-quite lovers | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 What you and Yoongi had going on now was a far cry from the days when the two of you would be at each other’s throats with lyrics that cut sharp as a knife. But lately, you’ve been pulling back, busy with something that you didn’t want to divulge to Yoongi just yet. And now, he can’t help but wonder if you want to go back to those old days...
Beat of my Heart (M) by @joonminshua
⤷ Tambourine
🤍 Yoongi x Afab!Reader
🎶 college au, band au, strangers to lovers | fluff, humor, smut
🎼 'How hard can it be to play the tambourine? You just shake it around and smack it and then you have music, right?' That’s what you think until you’re holding the instrument in your hand and it sounds nothing like the way it does when Min Yoongi, your college’s musical prodigy, plays it during band practice. When he reluctantly decides to help you practice, you start to notice just how serious he is about the unassuming percussion instrument. You also start to notice just how passionate, kind, and undeniably handsome he is. Needless to say, you didn’t intend on picking up a crush alongside your new hobby.
Counting Time (M) by @mrworldwideshoulders
⤷ Xylophone
🤍 Percussionist!Yoongi x Flutist!Reader
🎶 college au, enemies to lovers (or so she thinks) | fluff, eventual smut
🎼 Min Yoongi only cares about two things. One: keeping his parents off his back. Two: finishing college on time so he can spend one last summer playing gigs with his band before he has to start working and join the rat race. Faced with losing out on his summer plans over a missing course credit or joining concert band, a guaranteed easy A, the choice is obvious. He knows how to count the beats. He just never counted on you.
Muffled Tones (21+) by @nabiolive
⤷ Drums
🤍 Drummer!Yoongi x Groupie!Reader(f)
🎶 glam rock au, strangers to lovers | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 To Yoongi, all that mattered was sex, drugs, and rock & roll. Then you came along, and although he couldn't stop thinking about you, his priorities remained the same.
dearly bereft. (nc-17) by @rkivian
⤷ Flute
🤍 Flutist!Yoongi x Duchess!Reader
🎶 forbidden romance, exes au, suggestive | angst
🎼 dearly bereft, you should be aware by now, that your words are only a product of your silly little heads - that which is also stubborn... that which puts your drivenness to perilous use. alternatively, yoongi's audacious company is to blame for your failure of ending your repetitive endeavours.
Inconvenient (M) by @v-hope-mins
⤷ French Horn
🤍 Jazz Lounge Owner!Yoongi x Heiress!Reader
🎶 marriage of convenience, friends to lovers | fluff, smut
🎼 While on a family vacation, your father delivers his ultimatum. He wishes you to be married before taking over more responsibilities in your family’s hotel chains. Either you choose someone, or he puts forward his own suitor. He admits he already has a suitor in mind - Kim Seokjin. Feeling betrayed you walk out of the lunch. Your walk leads you to an old acquaintance, Min Yoongi. The two of you get to talking, your conversation leading you to make a decision. A marriage of convenience. Yoongi obviously thinks it's a bad idea, but you convince him. However, Yoongi proves to be too good of a husband, and suddenly your growing feelings become inconvenient. How are you supposed to survive in a marriage of convenience when you're falling for your husband?
beguiling melody (m) by @ressjeon
⤷ Gayageum
🤍 Vampire!Yoongi x Seamstress!Reader
🎶 romantic suspense, strangers to lovers, historical fantasy, 1800s au, voyage au
🎼 Secretly boarding the ship in hopes of finding a better life had not been easy. Even more so when you witness something that could have put your life in danger. but the ominous yet captivating stranger sparks your curiosity when he began targeting your greatest desires - making you question if his intentions are to solely ensure that you will keep his secret.
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adagio (pg-15, nc-17) by @lveclouds
⤷ Violin
🤍 Violinist!Yoongi x Princess!Reader
🎶 forbidden love, strangers to lovers | heavy angst, fluff
🎼 In which Queen Mara’s only heir falls for a gorgeous violinist with a mysterious and shrouded past.
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Lasting Melody (R) by @joheunsaram
⤷ Conductor
🤍 Conductor!Yoongi x Violinist!Reader
🎶 exes to lovers | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 The flowers blooming always reminded you of the spring you spent in the arms of your program’s recluse. The man who was too shy to even raise his hand in class but bold enough to ask for your number. With years spent apart and your fame making it harder to build any connections, you thought about him sitting at his piano composing a melody you played when life got too hard. The same melody echoing through the empty theatre you stumbled onto to hide from the rain.
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to zanarkand (m) by @kithtaehyung
⤷ DJ
🤍 Yoongi x DJ!Reader(f)
🎶 marriage au, childhood friends to lovers | angst, fluff, smut
🎼 Your best friend has explicitly entrusted you to be in charge of all the music for his wedding. Which means you get a back row seat to watch the love of your life walk down the aisle. To the song that brought you together in the first place.
Thank you to all the participants and everyone showing love! If you would like to be tagged in any of these fics, go ahead and comment on this post so the writers that do tag readers are made aware :D (Or you can definitely drop a sweet message in their inboxes and/or check if they have a taglist form!)
Lastly, let's give a huge round of applause for these wonderful artists👏 They're working hard on these pieces for Yoongi Day, and even a little bit of support goes a long way💕
#ahhhh the setlist has been revealed!#bts fanfic#yoongi fic#bts imagines#bts reactions#bts#bts fic#composition of the century#cotc#cotcmasterlist#yoongi#yoongi angst#yoongi smut#yoongi fluff#let's show these writers some love y'all!#bts angst#bts fluff#bts smut#yoongi x reader#yoongi x member
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151/638 posting a picture every day until yoongi is home
#stop I forgot abt these until I was scrolling through my multiple members folder#days of yoongi#yoongi#yoon
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RUN BTS! 2017 - EP.31
Outfit:
(Her hair is styled in a loose french braid)
"Who's going against Aera?" Suga asks the 'Kim SeokJin' team.
"Who has won in our team till now?" Jin asks, directing the question toward his team.
"Hobi hyung," Jimin answers.
"Me!" Jhope also replies, putting his hand on his chest to emphasize his answer.
"Then it's decided, Jhope is going from our team." Jin declares.
"Okay then, Luna vs Jhope," Namjoon says, receiving a side eye from Suga for taking his job.
Luna and Jhope take their spot on the pillows and watch intently as Suga keeps the metal box on the chair and stands ready.
He moves the shutter quickly giving them less than a millisecond to see the item kept inside the metal box.
"Ah! You're so fast!" Jungkook complains diverting his gaze to Luna after hearing her voice.
"Glasses!" Luna says quickly while grabbing the pillow from under her butt and holding it above her head.
"Pen?" She guesses.
"Wrong,"
"Kim SeokJin!" Jhope does the same action as Luna. "Pencil?"
"Wrong, let's go again," Suga says.
"I can't even blink, he's too fast," Luna says in a slightly amazed voice.
"I couldn't even see anything because I blinked before. I just guessed pencil because it's similar to what you said." Jhope admits while laughing at the disbelieving look on Luna's face.
"Last time- when you were against Tae, you only won because he didn't know the name of the object." Jimin points out while giggling.
"We shouldn't have sent him," Jin sighs while chuckling.
Suga does the same action again which somehow seems quicker than before.
"Glasses!" Luna instantly puts the pillow over her head again.
"Chalk!" This time her voice sounds sure.
"Correct!" Suga declares making the girl instantly jump up and open her arms for the oncoming guys who hugged her instantly.
"It's okay," Jin pats the shoulder of the guy who doesn't seem fazed by his loss at all.
"Are you trying to console me or yourself?"
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(Her bed is between Jungkook and Suga.)
"Ah, I'd fall." The first thing Luna says after sitting on her inflated bed.
"Oh yeah, this is a serious problem. Especially since we're sleeping at such a height." Suga says sarcastically making the girl pout.
"Everyone, Luna either needs to sleep on a low height bed or with someone who can hold her because she falls off bed while sleeping." RM informs the audience.
Jungkook gets up from his bed and slides it so that it's attached with hers, making her squeal as her bed shakes from the impact.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fall," Jungkook says while laying down on his bed and pulling the blanket above him.
"That's so sweet," Luna gushes completely ignoring the side eyes given by the rest of the members.
As everyone settles down on their beds, "Are you ready?" Suga asks the members. "Jungkook is already asleep."
"Are you sleeping already, Jungkook?" RM asks in a disbelieving tone, "Jungkook, listen to the music."
"He fell asleep."
Luna, laying beside Jungkook, pokes his cheeks continuously to wake him up but the boy holds her hand to prevent her from doing so.
"Music, please," SUGA asks the staff.
The tomato song starts playing, Luna stifles her laughter watching Jungkook's reaction to the song. Watching Jungkook being so focus on the song the girl also listens to the song attentively.
"I forgot already," RM.
"Be quiet," SUGA orders.
After a few mumbles, everyone becomes quiet.
"You're humming, Jungkook. I can deduct one point." SUGA tells Jungkook causing him to grin and lay his head back down.
"You're so strict, Oppa." Luna turns towards SUGA.
"You're still not sleeping, I can deduct a point." Hearing that, Luna turns back towards Jungkook and closes her eyes before pulling the sleeping mask on her eyes and the blanket over her body.
15 minutes later...
The camera pans to everyone, showing every member sleeping one by one.
At some point, Jungkook turns his body to face Luna, bringing himself to the edge of his bed and half laying on Luna's bed, causing both the beds to lean on one side which makes them both fall out of their beds.
This doesn't faze them though. They both wriggle around for a bit but then become still, with Jungkook's hand on Luna's waist and her head tucked close to his chest.
The noise wakes Suga up, he looks around and his eyes fall on the empty bed, he cranes his neck a little to see both the maknaes sleeping on the ground. He smiles looking at them, laughing silently that they both fell off. He goes back to sleep after a few seconds.
30 minutes later...
Suga starts waking the members up with a siren. After taking a round he goes closer to both the maknaes, bringing the siren closer to their ears to wake them up but it doesn't affect them and they continue sleeping.
After a short while they both wriggle around. Luna tightens her hold on Jungkook's waist, frowning and getting annoyed by the sound of the siren. Jungkook opens one of his eyes and looks down at Luna still holding his waist, he noticed her frowning because of the noise so he brings his hand closer to her ear blocking the noise.
"That won't work, you both have to get up." Saying that SUGA walks away.
Jungkook sits up followed by Luna, leaning against him with a pout etched on her lips.
"Are you all awake?" Suga asks after most of the members form a line to play the game, "Did you sleep well? Please sit down."
As V tests the mic, RM walks towards the girl and the boy who still look half asleep.
"Luna and Jungkook are almost..." jhope says with a smile.
The camera pans toward both of them. Jungkook sitting behind Luna with her between his legs, her back leaning on his front. Both their eyes are closed, and the girl looks like she is sleeping with Jungkook leaning his cheek on her head.
The sight looked so cute that the other members were holding themselves back from making an embarrassing sound.
"Ah, cute!" RM finally gives in, smiling his dimples smile while walking back to join the line.
The game goes on with the two maknaes sitting together, half asleep.
Just before RM goes back in line after singing the wrong lyrics, Jungkook pulls the blanket over Luna and himself with the girl still sitting while leaning on his front. SUGA notices the movement.
"They're sleeping over there. They're still asleep." Suga points out with a chuckle.
After a while, the others continue the game, "Please wake Luna and Jungkook up," Suga asks the others.
"Jungkook!" RM shouts while walking towards the maknaes. He pulls the blanket away from their bodies, causing Jungkook to make a face of protest and Luna to turn around and hide her face by hugging Jungkook.
"Are you awake Jungkook?" He answers Suga by giving a small nod.
"Luna, wake up!"
Luna continues hugging Jungkook, not in the mood to let go anytime soon.
"She becomes clingy when she wakes up from sleep." jhope informs the audience.
After a short while, Jungkook whispers something to Luna, causing her to unwillingly let go of him. Jungkook stands up and starts making his way somewhere.
Noticing Jungkook going somewhere, "Jungkook, that's not the way to the restroom." Suga tells him.
The boy stops in his tracks and looks down, confused. He walks back to Luna and sits behind her, draping his arms around the girl who still looked like she could fall asleep any minute.
Jungkook stands up and tries pulling Luna with him but the girl snatches her hand away in protest. He chuckles a little at her grumpy nature, that's just how she is when she wakes up from sleep, clingy and sometimes grumpy.
After great efforts the girl finally stands up and gets in line, still clinging to Jungkook who slowly runs his hands through her hair. When the boy's turn to sing comes, the girl does not let go of his shirt, clenching it in her hand and rubbing her eye with the other.
Just as Jungkook picks up the mic, "it's your first try, isn't it?" Suga asks with a chuckle, everyone laughs causing Jungkook to smile as well. "Sit down, please"
Jungkook sits down but Luna doesn't let go of his shirt, holding his shoulder.
"Ah, you're really clingy today, Aera." jhope speaks.
"It's because we woke her when she didn't want to, she becomes more clingy when she has to wake up forcefully," Suga informs.
After Jungkook's turn finishes by singing the wrong lyrics, "Isn't it your first try today?" Suga asks him.
"Yes, it is,"
"Do you both remember sleeping even though you fell off earlier?" This time he directs the question to both the maknaes.
They both just look at him with confusion.
"You both suddenly rolled off and then Jungkook sighed, "ah" and went back to sleep."
Jungkook gets up to walk away but Luna doesn't let him, she sits down to sing on her turn but still keeps clenching Jungkook's shirt, not letting him go back in line. Everyone starts laughing watching Jungkook look at her with a frown but standing still nonetheless. After Luna's turn ends, they both waddle together to the back of the line. Luna turns around and clings to his front, Jungkook looks like he doesn't mind and his hand starts stroking her head.
The game continues and at last, team glasses wins.
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♡ Summary: L/N Y/N, the 8th member of BTS, is getting married. The media was shocked with the announcement but they weren’t important to her at this moment. What was important was her seven brothers watching her make a new beginning.
♡ Rating: Pg - 14
♡ Genre: 8th member au, comedy, romance, fluff, and little angst
Author's note: This has nothing to do with the other 8th member au story I had, this is different. I just thought this would be fun to do. Also wanted to do it for Bts’s anniversary!
Looking back on everything, L/N Y/N was always the eighth member of Bts. The little sister of the seven members and so many titles that were given to her by Army but it was always involving Bts, never herself alone. She was part of the 94’ line and the dance line, an extraordinary dancer but she always let the other members shine. She was scared. She was the only girl in this group and she had insecurities because of it. She didn’t think she was pretty enough to be with the others nor did she think she was talented enough. The guys always told her she shouldn't feel this way but words could only do so much. Taehyung even told her that without her then he wouldn’t want to become an idol but she thought he was just saying that to make her feel better.
Being older helped heal some of the insecurities but she still held back in most categories. It wasn’t until they were able to do their own photobooks and solo albums that everyone saw her as her. In her photobook, she showed off her elegance and the softness that she carried that was always covered. In a pale pink dress with flowers all around, Armies were shocked to see this side of her. She named her photobook, Heavenly Sent. Everyone could agree she looked like an angel but she named it for another reason.
Y/N was in a relationship; a long-term relationship. She was with them since the beginning of her career and they were engaged for a year. That’s ten years of being with someone and she wouldn’t change that. She remembered when she told the guys that she was seeing someone, it was a comedy skit.
Nineteen-year-old Y/N sat in the living room waiting for the rest of the guys to come home. She decided to stay home that day because she was sick but in all truth, she was scared. She was scared that she made herself sick. Jin thought that she was going to start her period and grabbed a heating pad for her. He was sweet but that's not what she needed.
She heard the door open and she jumped up in her seat. All the guys stared at her with raised eyebrows at her nervous expression. Namjoon was the first one to drop his bag, “Y/N, is everything okay?”
“Define okay....”
Yoongi let out a small chuckle as Jin sent a glare at him, “That means no. What’s wrong?”
Y/N looked down at the ground and then back at them, “Ca-Can you guys sit down...”
Jungkook's eyes widened and looked at Taehyung, “Is Noona pregnant?”
Y/N’s eyes widened and it sent her into a coughing fit, “Jungkook, I-I-I am not!”
Hoseok let out a small laugh and was the first one to sit on the floor, “Guys, just sit for her.”
The rest of them followed and stared at Y/N with wide eyes. She gave them a small smile and looked down at her feet, “I-I’m dating someone...please don’t tell the company.”
The silence in the room made her uncomfortable and she slowly looked up to see shocked faces. She nodded her head and looked away from the intense stares. Jimin was the first one to speak, “Are you happy?”
“Very...”
Namjoon let out a small sigh and looked at Y/N with a tight smile, “I want you to be happy. We won’t tell the company but don’t let this relationship hold you back when it comes to practicing or anything along those lines.”
“It won’t, don’t worry. They understand.”
“Then, go be happy.”
Jungkook tilted his head at Y/N and then looked at Jin, “So Noona isn’t pregnant?”
“Jungkook, Y/N isn’t pregnant.”
“But she has a partner?”
“Oh my god Jungkook, keep up.”
This month was a big month for everyone; she was getting married. The announcement of her being in a relationship shook the world. She was the first member of Bts to say that they were in a relationship and on top of things, getting married. She was so excited to announce it to the public because she wanted to show off her engagement ring (and wedding ring in the future). She didn’t want people questioning her ring and she just wanted to get it out of the way. She told Army that she will not be sharing any pictures or details of her partner, it will stay private.
Her members were excited for her but Jin was sad. He saw her as a little sister and seeing her getting married made his heart jump in happiness but in sadness as well. Jin was the one that taught her how to drive and was the one that let her stay over at his house when she got homesick. Yoongi couldn’t explain how he felt. He knew Y/N since he knew Namjoon, he thought Namjoon was her brother because of how close they were. She would watch Yoongi and cheer him on whenever he rapped underground and supported him to audition in Bighit. She gave him so much support at a young age and she was still doing that. Hoseok saw her as his little dancer. The two would dance for hours and would even make dances to their songs. Hoseok was happy but he also understood this was a big step in her life. Namjoon was her best friend. They went to the same school and became friends through being in the same class. As soon as they met, they clicked. Namjoon would always write his poems in middle school and high school with Y/N. It was something they shared. He had the true privilege to see her blossom into the adult that she was now.
The Maknae line saw Y/N as their older sister. She would iron Jimin and Taehyung's uniforms every morning for them. Making them breakfast, lunch, and dinner for them making sure they were well fed. They would also go to her whenever they had problems in school, she was always there to help. Helping Jimin when he was struggling with his body image and being his therapist when he needed it. He saw her as a guardian angel. Y/N helped Taehyung when his grandmother passed away. She understood his pain because she lost her grandparents around the same time but she helped Taehyung through his pain while she ignored her own. He helped her with her pain when he realized what she was doing and the two got closer. Jungkook saw Y/N as his second love. His first love was Namjoon but his second love was Y/N. When he first met her at Bighit, she comforted him and gave him the confidence that he was lacking. Y/N would get up early in the morning and walk him to school or drive him to school. Giving him breakfast along the way and he never forgot this. She was there for his first heartbreak and she was there when he graduated, she was always there for him and he was going to do the same for her.
She was standing in the room with her mother and maid of honor fixing her dress. She turned her head and smiled to herself in the mirror. The knock on the door took her out of her thoughts and she turned her head to the door, “Come in!”
The door opened and it revealed her members. Her mother and maid of honor left the room so they could have a moment with each other. She walked towards them and looked down at her dress, “You like it?”
Jin smiled and nodded his head, “You look beautiful.”
Her fingers gently touched the floral appliques on her skirt, “This is my dream dress. I’ve dreamed about this dress since I was little.”
Jimin let out a small chuckle and gently touched her veil, “You always had good taste.”
“I do try.”
Namjoon isn’t the type to cry but here he was, tearing up. He brought Y/N in a tight hug and she was shocked by the embrace but she returned the hug. When he went to let go, he placed a kiss on the side of her head, “I’m so happy for you.”
“Joon, don’t cry...you’ll make me cry.”
Yoongi wiped his eyes and let out a small laugh, “Yeah, we can’t ruin her make-up, Joon.”
“Shut up, I’ve known her longer than all of you. She’s my baby sister...”
“I’m older than you...”
Taehyung took something out of his pocket and smiled at Y/N, “I got something for you...well, we got you something.”
She looked between the youngest with a small smile and looked at the box, “Ohhh, a little box. Does this little box have a little gift in it?”
Jungkook let out a small laugh and nodded his head, “Just open it noona.”
She let out a small laugh opening the small box. Her smile quickly dropped and looked up at them with a shocked look, “You guys...”
Hoseok rubbed the back of his neck in a nervous manner, “We thought it would be cool to walk down the aisle with you...”
She looked down at the amethyst earrings with a matching necklace. She looked back up at them with tears coming down, “I love you guys so much...”
They had group hugs before but this one was different. They weren’t getting ready for a concert or music show, they weren’t accepting an award and they weren’t doing anything for Army. This group hug was meant for them and them only. When they let go, Jimin wiped away her tears gently and kissed her forehead, “I can’t believe you're getting married.”
“You guys are still important in my life...don’t think otherwise.”
Taehyung let out a chuckle and nodded his head, “You better think like that Noona.”
“Can you help me put the necklace on?” Taehyung nodded his head and watched her turn in her long white gown slowly. He gently placed the necklace around her neck and clasped it. Before she could turn around, she took out the pearl earrings and replaced them with the amethyst earrings. She slowly turned around and gave them a small smile, “So what do you think?”
Hoseok smiled and let a small tear escape, “Perfect.”
“Oppa, what do you think?”
She glanced at Jin who was fighting back tears, “Yo-You look beautiful. I’m so happy for you.”
“Should we do a toast before I get out there?” The group moved towards the bar and Namjoon opened the champagne bottle. He poured eight glasses and handed them out. She kissed Jimin on the cheek and looked at Namjoon, “Should the leader give a speech?”
Namjoon let out a chuckle and glanced at the bubbly drink before looking at Y/N, “After years of being together, it’s our turn to let you go and spread your wings. It’s your turn to write this part of your story with your partner and it's going to be the most beautiful story that anyone has read. My little sister is getting married to someone who was heavenly sent, in her own words. To new beginnings and so much more!”
“TO SO MUCH MORE!”
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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧
All you could hear was laughs.
Iris loved nothing more than hearing the boys who she called her brothers laugh and enjoy their selves.
They were sitting around each other reading letters they wrote for each other.
Some funny, some sentimental, and some silly.
Now it was jungkooks turn he had iris.
Now while jungkook was younger than iris by a couple months apart, she won’t let him forget it. And she made it known to she totally adored the manke and spoiled him.
They grew up together knowing each other before joining the company. Went to the same school, she always looked out for him.
As the laughs quiet down jungkook beings to speak.
“To my older sister.” He took a long pause. Iris made eye contact with him and nodded her head giving him an encouraging smile. Before he began to speak again.
“First i want to say even though you throw tantrums and can be so annoying,” He laughed and looked up from the paper her wrote.
“I mean very annoying like my younger sister. Oh! And don’t forget your height!”
She glared at him and pretended to roll her eyes while everyone laughed even the staff* “haha you’re so short”
“I still look up to you in many ways like a great older sister. Noona ever since I was little you’ve been taking care of me. Well all of us”
“Every accomplishment, every big step you take can never be greatly celebrated enough. You raised me and the members to be our best and be gentleman’s.”
“While my parents were there, you were present. All your challenges, all your feelings i wish could take away.”
At this point everyone was feeling about to cry because they knew everything jungkook was saying was true. Being the only girl in a majority boy group was hard. There’s no denying it but Iris came so far and they could never be more proud of their sister.
“Being an older sister is more than taking care of your younger sibling or being there for our members. It was teaching us manners, waking us up in the morning, it was letting us vent and cry to you when we felt like it was no one else, it was helping us with work, it was buying us stuff, encouraging us to do better than you, reassuring us that you were always here for us.”
Iris looked at jungkook and felt tears silently streaming down her eyes. She rememberes after a concert just sitting down and telling jungkook everything. And she meant everything. All the good, all the bad. Just how she felt. While she confided in all the members. Jungkook knew exactly how she felt how she didn’t need to explain herself, he’s been with her since day one.
“It was also a challenge when you went above and beyond but felt like it wasn’t enough for anybody, when you felt so low.” He said with shaking breaths.
“I saw you at your worsts. Battling depression an- and anxiety.” The cameras panned to the members. Yoongi’s head held low. He had so much admiration for the girl. How could he not, The min’s Were like two cats. They stuck by each other.He taught everything he know to his sister. He’s glad she’s in a better headspace now.
“Having panic attacks. Having people watch you and criticize your every move. I see you. We see you. You are more than enough. We watched you take on the mother role plenty of times. I watch you wait till you were by yourself to cry at night.” Now she was really crying.
“Recently you went on a small break and went on vacation by yourself, that was the first time in years i actually saw you rest and do something for yourself.”
“Being an older sister is more than we all think. You grew up quick and didn’t have time to play when you were forced to mature and take care of others instead of others taking care of you.
“Being my older sister i want you to know we’re always here. It’s okay to act like my younger sister because now that im older I understand. I want to you to know you can always lean on us. I pray that you will meet someone who will take care of you like you take care of us.”
It was silent.
by the end of his letter. You can hear sniffles from the members and even the staff behind the cameras.
The female member had ran up to jungkook and melted in his arms. He just let her cry in his arms.
The rest of the members made their way to the two and joined them. Just enjoying the moment.
“Can we stop the sad stuff now i’m a bit hungry” Yoongi said
Everyone started laughing. “Really hyung?” Joon said laughing.
nana speaks
lowkey teared up writing this one. i’ll make edits bc i don’t proof read oops. tbh this all what i wish someone would say to me haha based on experience being an sister. anyways i’ll try to write more on here hope you guys enjoy!
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Can you do something fluffy with pre-debut chaeri and yoongi?
I thought they were really cute in that TikTok clip.
Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.
Chaeri's masterlist
❒ members: Yoongi
❒ genre: Fluff
❒ summary: In which Chaeri has an infallible method for turning off too-noisy thoughts and decides to share it with Yoongi
❒ notes: thank you so much for the request! let me know if you enjoyed it and sorry for being so late
❒ warnings: not proofreaded
requests are open (even if it takes a while)
May, 2013
჻ She did not need to step through the door of their studio (or rather basement) in Namsan-dong to realize that the boys were fighting, again
჻ The object of each argument? The mattress
჻ A short time earlier, while searching for discarded furniture that might be suitable and clean enough to furnish that small room they had to work on their music, they found a sleeping mattress that was still in good condition
჻ They couldn't claim much since they were practically broke, so they had been excited enough about that piece of furniture that was very useful to the long nights spent there
჻ Unfortunately, the space on the mattress was barely enough for two people
჻ So, arguments always revolved around whose turn it was to sleep on it at night
჻ The others made do as they could, some on sleeping bags, some on uncomfortable chairs
჻ At that time, however, deciding who should use it was even more difficult
჻ With the humid heat that had hit Korea in those last few days, sharing the narrow bed with someone could not be contemplated
჻ Sometimes, because of their busy schedules, returning to the dorms to sleep in their room was just out of the question
჻ And so they ended up fighting all the time
჻ Men.
჻ Chaeri, used to sleeping on a chair, didn't bother to fight for her turn
჻ The door opened before she had the chance to do it herself.
჻ A visibly bored Taehyung, followed by Jungkook, walked out barely giving her a quick nod before leaving
჻ The girl stopped Jungkook before he could disappear behind the alley like the other boy did
჻ Both of them, like her, were carrying a large pile of flyers to distribute
჻ "Mattress?"
჻ "Mattress."
჻ "Who did Tae argue with?"
჻ "With Yoongi hyung, either of them won't give up their turn to the other," he gave her a small smile that made her realize that mediating between the two must have been hard work
჻ And that the next few hours in there would be spent with an even more annoyed Yoongi
჻ What a lovely day
゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜
჻ "I'm back"
჻ The backpack on her shoulders filled with dozens of posters to promote their soon-to-be debut had stuck to her sweaty T-shirt
჻ In a large grocery bag, meanwhile, she carried a small fan earned by doing a chore at the appliance store a few miles away from there
჻ She had spent the entire morning delivering flyers, picking up from the recycling bin those tossed by passersby just ahead, and then helped the elderly store owner unload the goods that had just arrived
჻ That had earned his sympathy and the device she brought with her
჻ Sitting on the floor, with about ten sheets of paper in front of him, Yoongi kept scribbling words in illegible handwriting
჻ "Welcome back"
჻ He was always very polite, but never too warm to her nor to the rest of the maknae line
჻ Despite Chaeri's constant efforts to try to get him to like her, their relationship did not seem to have improved much since its beginnings
჻ It was not that they did not get along, he simply considered her not very much. A mere coworker
゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜
჻ "Were you able to hand out enough flyers?"
჻ The staff told them that they would soon be making their debut in the industry, confirming the actual position of all 8 members
჻ That's why they were taking turns handing out flyers to promote their upcoming music release and performances
჻ "Handing them out was no problem, but I found far too many thrown in the paper bin just ahead of where I was. I picked them up and brought them back here."
჻ They couldn't afford to print a lot of them, picking them up from the pile of other discarded papers was a need
჻ Not that they would get dirty, in fact, since the bins were specifically dedicated to newspapers and flyers
჻ Yoongi nodded to her as the room was filled with the notes of a song she did not know: His phone was ringing
჻ Not to be nosy, Chaeri took the opportunity to shrug off her backpack and bag and go to the bathroom to take a shower
჻ She needed it, sweaty as she was
゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜
჻ As she turned on the faucet, she could hear Yoongi's conversation with someone on the phone. His tone was calm, collected, but there was an edge of frustration in his voice. She couldn't help but eavesdrop a bit, walls too thin not to allow her to hear
჻ Yoongi sighed his conversation with his mom, shaking his head. He knew what was coming: another lecture on why he should quit the music career and focus on something else. He had heard the same thing a hundred times before and it never changed.
჻ "Mom, I'm fine," he said, trying to be polite and respectful. "I enjoy what I do here"
჻ But his mom wasn't convinced. She kept insisting that that was not for him and that he should find something better suited for him. She argued that he was already too old to not have a job and to be messing around with kids
჻ As much as he tried not to be affected by the words of the one who raised him, not being supported was what hurt him most
჻ And this continually spilled over into his daily peace of mind and the relationship he had with other members
჻ Especially the younger ones
჻ His parents' words echoed in his head more than he wanted to
჻ What if he was really making a mistake? wasting time instead of studying and finding a respectable job? was he really wasting time with kids?
჻ He could understand his parents' thinking to some extent. Chaeri, the youngest, was almost 6 years apart from him.
჻ Was he really getting so influenced by her that he felt the weight of those details she kept pointing out to him?
჻ As he hung up the phone, Yoongi leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh. He felt a pang of guilt for not being able to make his parents proud, for not being able to live up to their expectations
჻ He tried to push the thoughts out of his mind and focus on the work that he needed to do
჻ He grabbed his notebook and started scribbling lyrics, trying to take his mind off of things. But the words wouldn't come. He couldn't focus
჻ He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, he saw Chaeri standing in front of him, long black hair still wet, a white T-shirt that accentuated the slight golden tan those outdoor mornings of work had given her.
჻ He quickly looked away.
჻ "Uh, sorry, I didn't mean to stare."
჻ Chaeri gave him a small smile "It's okay," "Do you need the bathroom? I'm almost done."
჻ "No, no, it's fine, I can wait."
჻ When she finally walked out of the bathroom after drying the hair, Yoongi was still sitting in the same spot, his eyes glued to his notebook
჻ For a few moments, there was silence, save for the scratching of Yoongi's pen
჻ Glancing at the papers in front of him, all she saw were crossed-out sentences and incomprehensible scribbles
჻ Totally different from what she was used to seeing in the boy's hands
჻ Yoongi, noticing the look in the girl's eyes sighed and looked up at her. "I'm just...not feeling very inspired today."
჻ Chaeri nodded, understanding. She knew that creative blocks were common in the music industry, but she also had a feeling that there was more going on with Yoongi than just a lack of inspiration, because of the tense tone with which she had heard him speak on the phone just before
჻ "Is everything okay?" she asked gently, taking a seat beside him.
჻ Yoongi hesitated for a moment before he finally spoke, "Yeah, it's just some family stuff. My parents don't really support what I'm doing here."
჻ "You have to do what makes you happy. You can't live your life to please others."
჻ The two sat in silence for a few moments, Yoongi lost in thought and Chaeri trying to figure out a way to help him.
჻ That's when it hit her. She was wearing the necklace she had built in Jeju months earlier, as soon as she returned from France
჻ It was quite simple, with a shell dangling in a thin string
჻ She usually never took it off
჻ It was her habit to bring the shell to her ear whenever her thoughts became too noisy
჻ The sound of the sea from it always managed to calm her somehow
჻ Chaeri took off the necklace and held it out to Yoongi. "Here," she said. "Maybe it'll help you find some inspiration."
჻ He looked at her, a bit confused. "What do you mean?"
჻ "This shell is from Jeju. Whenever I feel lost or stuck, I listen to the sound of the sea in it, and it helps me calm down and focus. Maybe it'll do the same for you."
჻ He took the necklace from her and examined the shell. It was small and delicate, but it held a certain charm. He put it to his ear and listened.
჻ At first, all he heard was the rushing wind and some distant traffic, but after a few moments, he started to hear something else. It was faint at first, but it grew stronger with each passing second. It was a melody, soft and gentle, but it was there.
჻ Yoongi looked up at Chaeri, amazed
჻ She had managed to break through his walls, if only a little
჻ "It's beautiful," he murmured. "Thank you."
჻ Chaeri smiled. "It's okay" She paused for a moment, then added, "If you ever need to talk about anything...I'm here to listen."
჻ Yoongi nodded. He had been so closed off for so long that it felt strange and foreign to have someone who was willing to listen. But he found the thought comforting.
჻ He slipped the necklace around his neck, not wanting to let go of that feeling just yet
჻ "I'll remember that"
゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜
჻ As the sun began to set, the members who had been out during the daylight hours were approaching to return to the studio
჻ Taehyung, especially, had been able to relieve the tension that his fight with Yoongi earlier caused him
჻ At that moment, tired and sweaty, exhausted from the suffocating Korean heat, they wanted nothing more than to take a cold shower and have dinner
჻ The first to walk through the basement door was Tae himself who, immediately, was hit by the scene he faced:
჻ A small fan was puffing a cool breeze toward the mattress on which Chaeri was sleeping. Yoongi, sitting on the floor beside the mat, was holding his papers with one hand which he was reading carefully and stroking Chaeri's hair with the other
჻ Taehyung couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. He knew it was selfish and childish, but he couldn't help it. Yoongi didn't even want to let him sleep on the mat earlier, and now here he was, letting the female member do it
჻ He felt his fists clench slightly as he tried to stop himself from saying something that would probably make him sound like a child. Instead, he pointed at the mattress and asked: "What's going on? I thought it was your turn today since you repeated it to me a million times this morning."
჻ Yoongi looked up at Taehyung "It was. But I wanted to give it up to her"
჻ The members, who by now had passed the boy still standing in the doorway, began to laugh at the look on his face
჻ Amazed, outraged
჻ "Did you really give up your turn?"
჻ "Yes."
჻ "But it should have been mine!"
჻ " Might be tomorrow."
჻ "Oh no, tomorrow will be mine!" Jimin immediately jumped in.
჻ And while the arguments about whose mattress should go the next day, Yoongi was unable to think of anything else that keeping the youngest of the group away in those months had been a big mistake
჻ Especially Chaeri, who had given him something so precious to her despite his being unfriendly
჻ "Be quiet, or you will wake her up."
჻ And the room became silent
჻ With no one arguing, for the first time in months
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