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ilyjerome · 2 years

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cute things to1 does <\3

members included - boyf og!to1 x gn reader

genre; fluffiest fluff

new members not included ! i don’t know them well enough to write for them (i will in the future :))

(seongmin’s are copy&pasted since i did something like this for him individually - you can find it on my navigation post (pinned) :D

not writing 4 chanhyuk because of his situation.

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chihoon (fm) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

loves when u sit on his lap . not sexually ! just having u there when he’s working or smthn.. but he does need his alone time !! but he finds it calming and sometimes you fall asleep on him and it just makes him so happy <33

plays w ur hands … idk why but !!!! i can see him doing this often , just sitting by each other and plays w ur hands ? it relaxes him a bit and you love it so u’re just giving him a extra reason bcz he loves pleasing you like if ur sitting w the rest of the members theres a 98% chance ur hand is in his lap and he’s playing w ur fingers <3

nose / forehead kisses .. now if you were in public i’m not so sure since chi doesn’t seem like the pda type (excluding the holding hands ofc) but if you two were alone i feel like he would do this as a sign of affection and be all shy abt it :((( just being so cute :((( and he gets all giggly after awww i can’t - and esp if you were sitting on his lap while he’s working he’d just give u a kiss from time to time :(

jaeyun ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

this boy is a romantic idc. superrr sweet in everything he does n always cares for u. <33 like he gives random affirmations like “you’re so beautiful” n looks u up n down or smthn lmaooo loves loves lovesssssss making u feel loved. always does little things for you like make u meals or little acts of kindness like tying ur shoe laces :((

cannot take his eyes off u sometimes like it makes you so flustered but he’s always like “but u’re so pretty” i can’ttt tell u how much of a romantic this man is i will say it everytime !! u catch him staring a lot. he’s just super happy to have someone who loves him as much as u bcz he loves u so much :(

always holding hands ! jaeyun isn’t a very touchy type but i feel like he would just like to know you’re .. there ?? idk how to explain but always holding ur hand would make him feel happy and give him energy <33 like if ur in public you’d just be walking around holding hands and you showing him things and he squeezes ur hand when he laughs or smthn :( and sometimes he rubs ur thumb or swings ur hands a teenyyyyyy bit !!

head pats !! like . if you get all excited about something he’ll give u a head pat or if you do well in something you’ll get a head pat and it’s !! so !! adorable !! he follows it up w a giggle 99% of the time <\\3 like he finds u so cute / is so proud of you and gives u a head pat . this is so cute i can’t - prolly ruffles n messes up ur hair too and u’re busy trying to fix it and he’s laughing at you :(( just a little thing in his love language

donggeon ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

kisses. he loves having all of his senses filled with you, touch, smell, taste, everything. even if its a small peck on the cheek or a whole ass make out idc i tell u this boy is the most caring n sweetest boy u’ve ever met. and and !! he will s h o w e r u with kisses if u haven’t seen each other in a while !!! and if ur squirming he’ll just keep going <33 i see donggeon as the cutest member within this typa stuff u cannot tell me otherwise !!!!!!!!!!!!

so we all know he loves working out atp. like on bubble he always tells us when he’s leaving to go workout and he’s gone for a couple hours .. but he’s gonna be all sweaty after right ?? you’ll be waiting for him @ the gym or wtv like “u’ve been working out for ages c��monnnnnn” and he’ll try to hug u like “okay okayyy” or mock u while giggling and u’re trying to push him away cause he’s all sweaty but he’s trying to hug u .. that’s just so cute like he wont stop until he can hug u . he finds it so adorable when you start pushing his chest bcz he’s so sweaty and u don’t wanna smell bad JDNEJDH

A F F I R M A T I O N . similar to jaeyun, this boy will not stfu about you. calls you pretty every second. smiles like a lil kid on xmas day while staring at you. genuinely thinks you’re the prettiest person he’s ever laid his eyes on but he loves it when you give them back he gets all shy and prolly hits ur shoulder AJJEJWIE he’s just so sweet to you and cherishes you so much please give this boy lots of love <3 he will give it back 101% more

jisu ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

holding ur face ! i don’t think jisu is very open to touchiness like he needs to be in a certain mood to accept it well but .. if ur both just laughing or you do something cute he kinda just leans in and holds ur face like cheek area ?? idk how else to explain HELP but his thumbs behind ur ears n :(( like he’s so happy in that moment he just does it and you love it sm but sometimes he gives u a peck on ur nose :(( he just loves you so much pls love him

pulling you into hugs - now hear me out i’ve noticed jisu is quite touchy w daigo recently so this is just .. so cute to me . he does this sometimes and it’s so ;(((( like u two could just be talking and he’d start by just playing w ur fingers and rubbing ur hands swinging them a lil and he just pulls u into him !!!!!!! ;(((((((( and if ur sitting down he’ll pull you into his lap by ur waist and tap his fingers on ur waist dips :( he loves talking to u while doing this just having your skin touching he loves it

matching plushies . like the squirtle ones ? yeah he gets those for you both like it can be little keychains or those super big ones you see on tiktok vacuum sealed JSUDJF but no whenever you have a movie night or whatever you bring your plushies or jisu tells you too it’s so cute it’s just a little thing you two have <33

minsu (fm) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

feeding you . even if its a grape or a whole ssambap he will do the airplane for you JDNDID he does this kinda (?) often with the members so i can easily see him doing it w his s/o and he just love love lovezzzzzz seeing ur cheeks fill up w food he thinks you look so adorable and he’s smiling so wide asking u “is it good?” - “do u want more?” SJAJSJ he’s so caring to u and wants u to eat well <333 (p.s do it back even if he says no he loves it secretly.)

this boy is so touchy indoors. when it’s just you two , he wants to be all over you he wants to cuddle and give you kisses all over your face !! he finds your presence so healing and just wants to hold you and maybe watch youtube or tell you about his day or listen to yours .. definitely cooks something for you both too just so he can feed you ^^^^^^^^ he wants to be your jacket istg :(

jeyou ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

the subtle things . even if its just giving u a small massage or bringing u a drink he loves subtly taking care of you seeing a smile on your face cause he brought you greek yoghurt too when you weren’t expecting it brightens his whole month icl :( even squishing your cheek for a second ahh he will melt he loves u sm ;( coming back from going out w his members 99% of the time he’s gotten you a little gift wether that be food or even a pair of matching socks. he wants to pamper you <3

he whines JUST to seem cute .. like if you wanna cuddle or something he’ll be like “ah y/n seriously” and complain but he’s literally walking with you to cuddle ?? he whines and pouts basically for your attention PLS he’s so annoying BUT he acts completely clueless when you call him out for it like ???? he’s doing it just so you wanna do those things MORE he knows you love him being cute </3

he’s gonna squish your cheeks wether you like it or not :/ he just finds it so cute with your cheeks puffed out and lips are pouting ugh . it’s so cute it’s gross . but he’s gonna do it out of the blue all the time and probably pull on your cheeks and tease you about it … *cries*

kyungho ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

holding ur waist !!!! he just loves holding u ;( he prolly walks w u while doing it too LMAO - like if ur just standing doing smthn he’s 101% holding u by ur waist or he randomly snakes his hands around u and squeezes u JDBRJD kyungho doesn’t seem like he’s always up for affection but i think this is just a cute lil thing he does w u :’) probably rubs ur waist dips too asking u abt your day and occasionally u get a kiss on the cheek if he feels like it

F O R E H E A D K I S S E S . this man is so cute ?? like he’ll grab the back of your head and pull you closer to kiss your forehead :((( he does this so often too like if your waiting in line to get drinks he’ll do that and probably hug you by putting his arm around the back of your neck <333 he leans on u too … he’s such a big teddy bear pls

seongmin (fm) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

he’s definitely got a lot of pet names for you but more alongside the basic ones like “baby” or “darling” he literally calls jaeyun darling ?? and he calls jeyou “my pretty baby” stopppp be prepared to get showered in pet names and compliments if you look good (to him u look good everyday even if u just got out of bed and have a severe case of bed head) <33 prolly showers u w kisses too or the tightest hug ever :p - you can’t breathe so you’ll have to slightly tap him like “seongmin .. i can’t breathe “ JDBEJD definitely exaggerates his gasps to make you feel better if your showing him a new outfit his eyes widen and he covers his mouth he’s in awe over u rn

randomly intertwines ur hands …. :( like you two could be having a conversation and (example) ur sitting in his lap facing him telling him about your day he will just grab ur hands and intertwine them w his and he’s nodding listening to everything u have to say but if ur days bad he’ll order food or cook some for you ;( or you two can just cuddle while watching a movie as long as your there he really doesn’t mind *crying*

loves making sure you eat well !! will feed you and do the airplane whatever it takes to make you eat and the airplane just adds cuteness and we all know seongmin is a sucker for cute things +10 points for a jordy spoon FHJRJR lovezzzz eating with you or just cooking a simple meal for you both and he loves it when you join in cooking so <33 but u two always need something sweet after so sometimes you go out to the convenience store to get snacks or ice cream ;(( like a lil date

woonggi (fm) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

is obsessed with your hair ? like even if he’s just touching it playing with it or literally braiding it he loves touching your hair and finds it so fascinating <33 gives you new hairstyles and asks if you can sit in front so he can play with it JFHRJR you love it tho <\33333

WILL join in on gossip. like you could be telling him what’s happening within ur friend group and he’s over here giving the most dramatic responses the neighbours can probably hear him gasping and going “REALLY???” ugh hes so fun

café dates <33 going out for a drink and just talking and even getting to walk around is just you two . like that’s you !! especially if one or the other has been busy and you can easily catch up and tell each other about what’s been going on :))

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hyatoro · 3 months

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Minsu with a reader who flirts with him each time they see him on shift.

Hwang Minsu

Every time you come in the classic tone of the door sounds out. He doesn’t think much of it, thinking it’s another customer. And then your scent wafts by his nose and every muscle in his body tenses. He knows what's coming but is never really ready.

His eyes dilate as he keeps his eyes glued on the items he’s scanning for the only other person here, only for them to leave once they’re done purchasing their items, leaving you two alone in the store.

And then you set a drink on the counter. He’s forced to look up at you, a lump in his throat as his entire body anticipates whatever you’re going to say.

You drop your lines on him and his blood rushes to his head, his ears flushed red. Beneath his mask you can see some red peeking out too.

“I-Um.. Thank you. Would you like a bag?”

Were he not on the clock he would simply melt.

#Sub!yandere #dom!reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere oc x reader #dom reader #sub yandere #yandere oc #x reader #Hwang Minsu #nightshift!yandere #omegaverse #request #alpha!reader #alpha reader #omega!yandere

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demonshauntingthedoves · 6 months

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Chapter 2

Perfedious : A disloyal and faithless person.

Pairing : Yandere!Seokjin x female reader (Mirae)

Summary : You had dreamt of a beautiful man who held a diamond ring in his hand for you and the dream had come true when you saw Seokjin holding the same diamond ring and he slipped it on - your sister's finger - not yours. Sometimes what you want happens in the worst way possible.

Warnings : Heavy Angst, Family Problems, Age gap, Dilf, Dub-Con, Infidelity, Affair, Toxic Behaviour, Eventual Yandere, Eventual Smut, Just wait for Seokjin's dark Pov [hehehe].

Word Count : 3865+

You woke up feeling groggy and lazy after a lethargic noon nap.

Minsu and Seokjin had flown to Paris for their so-called honeymoon.

You had to hide your irritation when she had excitedly waved the package tickets on your face. She was beyond ecstatic.

You had slumped and shrinked in your room after they left. Your house filled with silence and gloom.

You missed her already. You missed both of them.

The trail of your hopeless thoughts was cut off when you heard something drop on the floor downstairs. It would be your mother. She purposely clank the cutlery to make noises, to annoy you, a telltale sound when she wanted you down.

Reluctantly, you jumped out of bed and trudged down the stairs to the kitchen.

And there she was throwing away all the ramen packets you had bought to satiate your hunger pangs.

You were livid, the ramen was one of your favourite quick meals, something you relied on when you were too lazy to cook. And not like your mother fed you well when Minsu was away.

"What are you doing?" You shreeched in anger.

She turned to look at you with a blank and unbothered face as if she wasn't throwing your food.

"I don't want this trash in my house."

She said, as she moved to throw another packet in the bin. She didn't make any dinner last night, the poor noodles came handy, and now she had the audacity to throw them.

You ran to her with heavy stamps and tried to snatch the pack which led to a bit of scuffle.

"What is your problem?" You shouted in pure frustration.

"My problem is that I don't want this trash in my kitchen.You need to eat healthy and not this junk." She shouted suddenly, making you flinch.

You backed away and chuckled in mirth and disbelief.

"Like you ever worried about my health. You starved me yesterday and now you care!!!"

" You should know how to feed yourself. You're not a toddler to be pampered. You can't rely on me or Minsu all the time! " Her heated words did little to cool your boiling rage.

" I did. I did cook the ramen and fed myself." You said through gritted teeth, so tempted to spew out curses.

You were so furious, towards yourself. You had promised yourself that you would control and not be a part of this pointless wordmatch. But here you were.

"I said healthy food!" She clarified. Looking at you as if you were a dumb cow.

You gulped all the molten rage you wanted to fire at her. You're learning to cook healthy. You know how to. It's just once or a few times that you eat packaged food.

You sighed. If you continue, you'd never hear the end of it.

" So you care about me? " You changed the subject but didn't back down before hitting a nerve. You already knew the answer. You directed the fragile question in a mocking way.

One thing you were thankful for was that your mother never put her hands on you. Even though she seemed like she could beat you nuts, she didn't. She didn't cross that line.

But her sharp tongue would always do all the job her hands couldn't.

" If I didn't care about you, you'd be on the road today, thrown like this trash."

You just stared at her with an incredulous face. Wondering how she always managed to prick a needle in your heart.

She threw the ramen in the dustbin with a loud thud and purposely slided the spoon holder off the counter, all the spoon clattering on the floor with a disturbing sound. She walked past you muttering bitter,

"Useless trash…."

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You thought you could deal with it.

A stomach ache. It lasted for three days including today, only change being your periods joining the pain party.

You could take care of it, deal with these unwanted cramps. Spurs of pain shooting in your lower tummy. But you weren't able to focus much in the lectures.

During break, you drank water and began to eat lunch, thinking you'd feel better. But it got worse when your head started to spiral, heart palpilated and vision distorted.

You were about to faint.

Ari rushed you to the infirmary, supporting your hobbling body.

Tears clung to your lashes, as you limplessly fell on the ward bed. Ari remained beside you with concerned eyes. Cheeks flushed with sweat and embarrassment, you answered the nurse. The woman put you on saline, asking you to rest. Ari rung Minsu, quickly informing of your condition. She disappeared to bring your backpack.

The white walls of the infirmary screamed "You are weak!" in a hundred ways. You were beyond disappointment. You were going to be eighteen soon. Step into adulthood. Like this, like a weakling. Miserable. Good for nothing. Trash. Your mother was right.

Amidst the blaming noises, you heard Seokjin's voice, your heart plummeting with cold terror.

No. No. No.

You didn't want him to witness you like this- in a sorry state.

You clutch your eyes shut in humiliation, turning your head to the wall on the other end.You wanted to disappear, wanted to sink into the ground.

You felt his presence, rosewood scent diffusion in the antiseptic room. He squeezed your hand, his warm fingers touching your sweaty forehead and neck to check the temperature.

"Rae…?"

You couldn't escape this. You hesitantly faced him with droopy eyes- casted down to his hand which caressed yours. You couldn't look in his eyes- definitely full of pity. He'd think how pathetic and vulnerable you were. Couldn't handle a stomach ache.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked softly.

Not at all. Why did he come instead of Minsu? You didn't want him here. Didn't want him to see your sickened swollen face.

You nodded. Gazing at his Rolex. You were bothered by a very different reason to care about your stomach anymore.

"Her BP is very low. It can happen due to blood loss during menstruation. The dose will work for now but she needs to stay more hydrated and eat well."

The nurse checked on you again. Passing a sympathetic smile which did little to ease your mortification. Your eyes shifted to Seokjin's. Sweetly staring soft appeals.

He had rushed all the way here. Decided to invest his precious time for your silly inconvenience. You instantly felt guilty for wasting his time.

"I'm sorry." You apologised, tears welling up. You didn't want to cry but you couldn't help it. " I know I wasted your time with all this."

"No, Rae. You didn't disrupt any of my time.It's fine. Minsu had an urgent meeting, so she couldn't come."

"I'm just s-sorry!" You sobbed, covering your mouth. You felt horrible.

"Rae, I know how you feel."

You looked at him. His honey molten eyes softened with genuine worry and empathy.

"It's alright.You're alright. Illness just comes and goes." He understood your plight.

" You don't need to blame yourself for it. It's alright to feel weak in such moments, you're only human. Sweet little human at that."

He booped your red nose and wiped your tears, offering you his angelic smile.

" But from now on, you need to take more care of yourself. Got it? "

You nodded again, no more self conscious, too consumed by his aisling presence.

Seokjin took you home. You glared at all the girls who ogled at him while walking out of school.

Once home, your drained self refused to eat anything but Seokjin stubbornly spoon fed you before taking medicine. It all felt so casual, too natural. As if you had known each other for a long time. And not just two months.

" Always remember that we are there for you, Rae. It's not wrong to need someone, to seek help. You shouldn't think that you're a burden or bother to us or anyone. You're not. Okay? " He said whilst handing you the prescribed pills.

"And you can always count on me. I'll be there for you." His voice, like a gentle candace, assured you. He was so considerate.

You smiled gratefully.You just wanted to hug him and you did. Awkwardly so.The moment your body brushed his, the tender symphonies played in your heart yet again. They grew louder every time you were close to him.

"Thankyou." you murmured against his chest.

His warm body felt millennial times better than the cold pillow you snuggled in at night. He felt like home. Warm and cosy. You clung to him like a homesick fool.

Reluctantly, you retracted your arms from his back, looking up at him. You'd love to be a stargazer and peer into Seokjin's eyes. For all the twinkles hid in there.

This wasn't the first time you were close to him. The first time was when you had bumped into him and fell down. He had offered you his hand and tugged you up, but you had again clumsily stumbled over him.Your noses brushed. Breaths fluttered. Eyes locked. You had never been that close to a man before. The lub dubs of your heart had quickened.

And you knew. From then on, every vault and crevice of your mind would be filled with his and his thoughts only.

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She was smiling.

Your mother was smiling. Not the one she feigned and faked outdoors to show her charms and courtesy. This was a genuine one. It reached her eyes.

Even the walls of your cramped house would be flabbergasted to hear her laughs. And so were you and Minsu. Your mother seemed too happy. Her face beamed as she spoke to Seokjin.

She had invited them for dinner.

You had seen the shift in her. She was so engrossed in cooking, humming and smiling dreamily. It was uncanny.

You'd never seen her being so affectionate, never thought she ever could be. All directed towards Seokjin, the man in the spotlight. You were confused at first but then it became clear.

She saw in Seokjin the son she never had.

It had stung, this was the part you always longed for, her affection and attention. Minsu was happy with this little change.

Even after finishing his, Seokjin wanted another piece of cake and to his surprise, he received three. Mother's, Minsu's and Yours too. Ending up eating the whole cake.

Ofcourse, God had favourites. So did your mother.

She was always soft spoken to him. Brought him a specially woven traditional coat. Prepared his favourite dishes and sent them to his office.

But she had wicked favours too.

She'd complain how the furniture was broken and coax him to buy new ones. Months later, your house looked like a complete renovation. All thanks to Seokjin's wallet.

Seokjin was too nice for his own good.

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You watched the delicate butterflies dance on flower petals, heart fluttering in synchrony.

It was your birthday.

Like every night, you were busy indulging in your fruitless thoughts. Fantasising about certain someone .

Only to see him in your room. You yelped in utter horror. His smiley face appeared out of nowhere, glowing in the candle light.

"Ta-da!"

Minsu switched on the lights, running to hug you with a wide smile.

"Happy Birthday Rae!"

You cut the cake. Wishing for the wellbeing of the two favourite people in your life.

You fed the cake to Minsu. You were so grateful to have her. You both had bonded strongly, sharing mutual hatred towards your mother. Offered each other a shoulder to lean on.

Unexpectedly, Seokjin smeared the icing, staining yours and Minsu's cheeks each.

You were going to pounce on him. But Minsu beat you to it, running to him like a wildcat. Their infectious laughter slowly seeped into every corner of the room, making it lively and joyous.

Your heart sank when you saw them kiss, cake forgotten, bitter taste on your sweet tongue, eyes on Seokjin's hand wrapped around Minsu's waist.

You shouldn't feel this way.

You couldn't let this crush get to your head.

He was your sister's husband.

You needed to stay away from him.

Your special morning started with a visit to the butterfly sanctuary. A colourful start. You were amazed to see the tiny butterflies, erratically fluttering here and there. Golden monarchs flaunting. Gracefully kissing sweet scenting flowers they pass by.

You walked in wonder. Eyes darted away from the couple beside you. Clicking pictures of butterflies. Most of them flying freely in the garden but some were kept in glass boxes. The rare ones. You gazed at the poised pink butterfly. So big and beautiful. You smiled at it.

Your lashes fluttered up at the man on the other side of the box, eyes fixated on the same butterfly. Through the glass, his eyes met yours, the moment suspended, they flashed with something for a fleeting second. But they turned into slits.soon after, as he passed you a smile.

The symphonies started to blare in your heart. Louder. Butterflies erupting in your stomach.

No. You had told yourself that you would avoid Seokjin at all cost. You forced a smile and walked away.

Despite him arranging everything for your birthday, you ignored him all the time, it made your insides twinge with a little guilt.

But you could'nt deny that this was your bestest birthday.

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"You should write a song." Ari babbled our of no where. You pinched your brows, a questioning look on your face. " On hopeless romance." She joked, busy swiping your birthday pictures.

You rolled your eyes, knowing she is spewing nonsense, going back to playing your guitar.

Seokjin gifted it. You wanted to jump on him and hug him tightly but you knew better. You loved music and always wanted a guitar of your own. You were so happy.

" A butterfly sanctuary, then the folk music museum, then the aquarium and then the lavish restaurant with jazz music. Fuck! Didn't he tick off all the places you wanted to visit just in a single day! " Ari spoke with widened eyes, amused.

"So what? I didn't even look at him the whole time." You said with furrowed brows. Plucking the strings, checking the tune.

Ari smirked, zooming in a picture where you and Seokjin were closest. Seokjin was looking at you, as you smile at the camera. " I can see that. But really you just fussed all day for no reason then!"

"He kissed her. Right in front of me. That too on my birthday night!" You let out, anger veiling your sadness.

" But he did all this. Took a leave, spend a whole fucking day off for you. Maybe he wanted to make it up to you." Why was she defending him? And why she being so delusional?

" He just did it all for Minsu. Because she'll be happy if I'm happy." You said, fingers stroking the strings aimlessly.

"You're being illogical. I have a brother in law too but he never did all this things for me."

" He treats me like a child. That day they both were pamparing me like I'm their daughter. And I absolutely hated it."

" Look you should see it in this way, if they see you like their child, they won't think of having one."

" Shut up!!" You face twisted in a weird expression. Mouth twitching into disgust. You detested the thought. "You are talking absolute nonsense! " She was being ridiculous.

Ari sat up nicely, hearing the door creak open, Minsu walked in.

"Hello girlies!" She greeted you both, placing her purse on the bed. She directly came here from work, looking at her working attire.

"Glued to the guitar already. I knew you would love this gift." She settled on the bed, scrambling through her bag. "Talking about gift, mine was pending. Here it is."

You opened the envelope, staring at the document. It was something related to ownership of a house.

"You bou…." She cut you off "Yes, we bought a house. We're moving to the house next door. Right beside yours." The moment her words reached you, your lips stretched into the widest smile. You were beyond elated. All the previous thoughts thrown out the window.

You snuggled in her neck, hugging her tightly. "I'm so happy" You looked at Ari across Minsu's neck. Her smiled mirrored yours, witnessing the soft moment of both sisters. " Thankyou so much. This is the best gift ever. We'll be close now." You hated to live alone, with your mom at that.

"I have another news, Rae." You nodded on her shoulder, asking her to continue, still not ready to detach.

" I think I'm pregnant."

And just like that your blissful smile dimed.

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(Present)

"When are you coming back?" He asked. You chewed the inside of your cheek, clutching the phone to your ear with quivering fingers.

" I-I'm not sure, Jin. The therapy will take more time." You sighed. "When I start to think it's getting better, the ache returns and it only gets worse." You explained to him.

You're not sure, not specific enough about which ache were you talking about. The ache in your stomach which had been tormenting you for months now. Or the ache in your…Nevermind.

"I hope the therapy works. I've been loaded with this project right now or I would have come to see you myself." He grumbled in slight frustration.

You shook your head vigorously and tried to silence your rushing breath.

"No- no Jin, don't worry about me. I'm better than before and Grandma is taking good care of me." That was the last thing you wanted. Him visiting here.

" Fine. But you know Minsu is worried sick and so am I. Good that she told me how you were doing when you weren't picking up my calls but hers." He said calmly letting you know that he obviously knew- you were avoiding him.

You stayed mute raking your mind for some excuse but he continued.

"Soojin had her recitation but no one was there to prepare her so she didn't go. Since then, she has been upset with us and more upset with you-that her aunt wasn't there."

"I know." You said sadly. Her pouting face flashed in your mind.

" And work is waiting, it's been two months now. I've managed till now but I cannot always cover up." He tried to control his tone.

"I know." You furrowed your brows and said in an inaudible voice.

He could. He could always cover up for you. But he was casting reasons to get you back home. To him.

" You don't. You don't know, Rae. Everyone misses you here." He sighed, digging yet another soft spot.

" I miss you all too, Jin. You need to un-" You voice cracked, feeling guilty and weak.

" No, you don't!" He sternly claimed." You didn't even tell me when you left. Am I that insignificant to you?" Your eyes welled up.

"No-" He cut you off yet again.

" Am I forcing you to talk to me? Tell me? I'll not call you from now on if you don't want me to." His words were snappy, tone upset.

A long pause dragged, he, waiting for your answer.

Your throat constricted. You couldn't speak a single word.

You didn't like how he spoke. He never used such a harsh tone with you. You were one minute away from breaking down.

You withdrew your phone and cut the call. You couldn't exchange any more words with him without crying your eyes out. And that's the last thing you wanted to do.

You thought that if you distanced yourself from him, he would just let go, forget about you and focus on his family. But that wasn't the case.

He was there, waiting for you.

To come back to him.

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You clutched your head with both hands, feeling your head spiral again.Your body felt fatigued after throwing up so much.

This unusual dizziness had clung to you for so long.You assumed it was a passing illness due to emotional stress but it remained for several days. Months now.

When it didn't get better from local clinic medicines, you decided to visit your Grandma and take her treatment instead of the city hospital.

You grandma patted your hair as you plopped on the dining chair lethargically. You quickly gulped the bitter liquid she gave you for your upset stomach. You rested your elbows on the table and covered your teary eyes.

"It will get better Rae. Have faith."

"It's been months now, grams." You sobbed.

"Do you want to visit the hospital?"

You shook your head,

"No, I'll get better with your treatment." You rubbed your red eyes and nose before putting on a smile to convince her.

Three months had gone in thin air.

You looked in the mirror, your body had fattened. You lightly slapped the plush of your cheeks and turned to find the outline of your breast and butt look more rounder.

Despite you throwing up all the food, you managed to gain weight. How was that even possible?

You removed your top to put on something lighter, but as you glanced in the mirror again, your eyes fell on it.

And you ignored it. Stubbornly ignored it.

You knew exactly what was happening to your body. You had lied to your Grandma that you were on birth control. You had also lied that you were getting your periods.

You were already on edge. There was so much going on in your mind, that you didn't allow much space for this thought. You had brushed it off in denial. Ignored it. Knowing well, that if you let this situation get to your head, you were finally going to lose it.

Third month, you came to accept it. You were horrified when you realised it.It couldn't be more obvious. All the signs were so clear. You wondered why hadn't your Grandma kicked you out already.

Your heart was filled with absolute dread and wonder at the same time.

There was a life growing inside you.

And you couldn't keep it.

You had scurried to the small pharmacy in the further corner of the town. Asked for abortion pills. You took it at night, lights switched off, in darkness, too afraid, too unwilling to witness another of your sins. Killing a life.

You had been taking the pills for a few days. You needed to get rid of it.

Maybe you had sensed it from the start. Your intuitions gnawing. Like the silence before a storm. A disaster. Your body had hinted. That's why you had run away from home and hidden. But what you didn't know was that the cause of the disaster was within you. Growing inside you.

" Please don't tell mom. Not now. Please!" You begged your Grandma, hysterically crying. She got to know. Your bump had grown. The pills didn't work. You had chugged the whole bottle in your mouth.

If your mother got to know, she'd kill you. You cannot imagine the mortification you'll be in when you face Minsu. What will you tell her? What will you tell Jin?

A new splash of cold terror poured on you.

What will you tell him?

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SingleDad!Mingi x Nanny!Fem!Reader (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI)

A/N: No one requested this but I had a dream about dilf Mingi last night and I HAD to process it SOMEHOW. I’ll put a warning above the smut if you just want the fluffy parts. But if you’re like me and have raging daddy issues, you’ll love it all :)

TW: female reader with she/her pronouns, reader is afraid of thunderstorms, cursing

NSFW TW: making out, groping, grinding/ dry humping, nicknames such as “sir, good girl, naughty girl, baby girl, little girl, princess,” oral sex (giving and receiving,) nipple play, marking up, hair pulling, fingering, protected intercourse

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You never wanted to be the kind of girl who would hook up with her boss. Especially when it was the father of the two adorable twins you looked after. But Song Mingi was simply irresistible. He had a way of flustering you and making you feel safe. And it was all because of that stupid thunderstorm.

It was late at night, and the kids were fast asleep in their rooms. You were sitting on the couch, waiting for Mr. Song to come home so you could leave. His job meant that he was working most of the day, so everyday you would pick them up from school and spend time with them until they went to bed. You also watched them on the weekends and whenever Mr. Song was away on a business trip.

The kids were crazy about you. They saw you more than their own father, so you were practically a mother to them. And you’d be lying if you said you weren’t attached to them as well. You tried not to get too close to the families you worked for, but something about these kids just tugged at your heartstrings.

You and Mr. Song got along great as well. He was always so grateful for your help taking care of his kids. The two of you weren’t very close, but your conversations were always pleasant. Plus, he was very handsome. You didn’t want to admit it, but he always made you weak in the knees when he came home in a suit, his hair all tousled, his rings and chain glimmering in the dim light.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a bright flash of light coming through the window. It was followed by a loud booming noise, one that made you jump up in your seat.

“Oh great.” you said to yourself. “A thunderstorm.”

It had been raining pretty hard, but you were still holding out hope that it wouldn’t result in a storm. Why couldn’t it have waited until after Mr. Song came home? Then you could go home and hide away under your bed like you always did when there was thunder.

You gripped the hem of your shorts anxiously, biting your lip as you thought about what to do. The storm looked pretty horrible. You tried to do a couple of deep breaths to calm yourself down.

“Mr. Song will be here any minute…” you whispered to yourself.

And soon he was. You jumped at the sound of the front door swinging open behind you, turning around to see him entering the house.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he chuckled, setting down his umbrella to remove his coat.

“It’s okay, I’m just a little jumpy.” you laughed nervously. “How was work?”

He sighed and rolled his eyes. “The usual. A slew of boring meetings and compromising with people I have to pretend I like.” He hung his coat up and slipped off his shoes. “How were the kids today?”

“The usual as well. They were little angels.” you told him.

“I find that hard to believe.” he scoffed humorously. “Then again, they always listen to you more than they listen to me. You’re so good with them.”

You couldn’t help the light blush that crept its way up your cheeks. Something about Mr. Song praising you made you feel so warm and fuzzy inside. You looked down at your lap with a bashful smile, then continued with the conversation.

“Minsu got an A on his spelling test today. The teacher told me he’s one of the smartest kids in his class.”

“Oh really? That’s amazing. I’ll have to tell him how proud of him I am at breakfast tomorrow.” he said with a warm smile. “What about Minji?”

“She didn’t have any tests today, but she had a lot of fun in art class.” you smiled, running a hand through your hair. “She actually made you a painting, it’s hanging up on the fridge.”

He walked into the kitchen to look at it. “Oh…” he sighed affectionately, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s the four of us, isn’t it?”

“M-hm.” you nodded. “I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be all of us at the aquarium we went to last weekend.”

“I’m so glad I got to go with you guys.” Mr. Song mused as he opened up the fridge to grab his usual bottle of wine. “I don’t get to spend nearly as much time with them as I’d like. You’ve really helped me get closer to my kids. I appreciate you a lot.”

There he went again, making you feel all giddy inside. You looked away momentarily in embarrassment, then moved to stand up. “Well I suppose I should-“

You were cut off again with a flash of lightning and a loud crash of thunder. It made you squeak and clutch your chest. Mr. Song chuckled at you.

“My, you are quite jumpy tonight.” he stated, setting down the bottle to walk into the living room. He stopped in front of the large glass window. “That storm looks pretty bad though… I don’t want you driving in that. Why don’t you stay the night here?”

Your heart stopped. You were completely frozen for a moment, then shook your head and laughed anxiously. “Mr. Song, that’s very kind of you, but I couldn’t possibly intrude…”

“You wouldn’t be intruding, I’m inviting you to stay.” he replied, putting his hands on his hips sternly. “I’m not letting you drive home when the weather is this bad. You can have my bed, I’ll stay on the couch.”

“No!” you cried out impulsively. He was taken aback by your outburst. You forced out another awkward laugh before explaining yourself. “I mean, I couldn’t take your bed. Please, I’d rather sleep on the couch.” There was no way you could handle sleeping in your hot boss’s bed. It would smell like him, and your imagination would run wild.

“Okay, whatever makes you comfortable. As long as you stay here.” he sighed defeatedly, but gave you another warm smile. “I’m not very tired yet though. Would you mind if I stayed down here for a bit?”

Yes, I would. “No, not at all Mr. Song. I’m not very tired either.”

“Great, I’ll fix you a glass of wine. And please, call me Mingi.” he humored, walking back to kitchen. “How about you find something for us to watch on TV? Just keep the volume low, I don’t want to wake the twins up.”

You exhaled a long and slow breath. You were shaking like a leaf. Get it together Y/N. It’s just a terrifying stormy night, where you’re trapped in the same house as your extremely attractive boss. Nothing is going to happen.

After you picked out a decent movie, you looked over your shoulder at him in the kitchen. He had removed his suit jacket, the sleeves of his white button-down shirt rolled up as he poured the wine. God, he was so sexy.

You quickly turned your head back to the TV as he picked up the glasses to bring them to you. “There we go…” he said, handing you one. “To the storm.”

“To the storm.” you chuckled, clinking your glasses. As the wine went down your throat, it did relax you a bit. Hopefully it would calm your nerves, and you wouldn’t have a complete anxiety attack over the thunder.

He took a seat next to you. You grabbed a fluffy blanket and curled up into it, using it for security. Not only were you scared of the storm, but being so close to Mingi was giving you butterflies in your stomach.

You watched the movie in a comfortable silence, except for the little comments and laughs you’d share with each other. Suddenly, another boom of thunder sounded off, this one particularly loud.

You reflexively hid your face in the blanket, coiling up defensively. Damnit, you made a complete fool of yourself Y/N.

“Y/N, are you… afraid of thunderstorms?” he asked, setting down his glass.

“No… I was just… startled, that’s all.” you lied. You pulled the blanket down under your eyes. He was looking at you with such genuine concern. You felt a twinge in your chest.

“You’re trembling, dear…” he observed, reaching a hand toward you. You froze as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I can tell you’re scared. It’s okay to be afraid.”

You sighed defeatedly. “Okay, I’ve been scared of thunderstorms ever since I was little. I usually just hide under my bed until they go away.”

“Awh, that’s horrible…” he said sympathetically. He held his arm out to you. “Here, why don’t you move closer to me? It might help you feel better.”

You tossed the idea around in your head. On one hand, cuddling up to Mingi would make you less scared of the storm. On the other hand, being so close to him was also terrifying. Just as you were about to protest, another crash sounded, and you instinctively jumped into his arms, burying your head in his chest.

“Well, I guess that answers that question.” he chuckled, patting your back comfortingly. “It’s okay, nothing bad is going to happen to you.”

You squinted your eyes, furious with yourself for acting so childish. You pulled back a bit to look up at him. “I’m sorry, I just get so anxious whenever there’s thunder.”

“Hey, it’s okay. We’re all scared of something.” he reassured. He threw an arm around your shoulder and gestured for you to lean in. “Just let me hold you. I’ll keep you safe.”

You breathed out a sigh of relief at the comfort that washed over you. You leaned your head back against his chest, inhaling the smoky, spiced scent of his cologne. The way he was running his hands through your hair was putting you in a trance, and for a second you completely forgot there was a storm.

——— SMUT CUT ———

“Oh, that’s a good girl...” he praised. “The thunder went off again and you didn’t even flinch. You’re doing such a good job.”

Your cheeks heated up at his comment. Why did it feel so good to have him praise you? You pressed your knees together as an act of self control and partly because you could feel yourself growing wetter by the second.

“Oh did it? I guess… I didn’t notice.” you laughed nervously, glancing over at the window. You shifted out of his hold to sit up and grab your wine glass, taking a few more sips. “Thank you so much… for comforting me, and for letting me stay here.”

“Of course dear, anytime.” he smirked, sitting up a bit as well.

You set your glass down and undid the claw clip in your hair, shaking it out over your shoulders. He crossed his legs and locked his eyes onto you for a good while.

“What?” you chuckled, turning towards him.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked flatly.

Your mouth fell open a bit at his bold question. You breathed out an airy chuckle and clicked your tongue. “Nope, no one seems to be interested in me.”

“Really?” he baffled, brow furrowed in shock. “I would not have expected that.”

“What do you mean?” you asked, confused.

“Are you kidding me Y/N?” he snickered, leaning towards you. “You’re a very beautiful young woman. Any man would be lucky to have you.”

You gave him a wide smile, feeling more comfortable accepting his praise now. You were also starting to feel a bit bolder.

“Thank you Mingi… you’re not so bad looking yourself.”

“Me?” he gasped, sarcastically pointing at himself. “Nah, there’s no way.”

“I mean it.” you retorted, shooting a seductive gaze at him. “You’re a very good looking man. Incredibly sexy.”

Oh my god. You did not just say that to your boss, Y/N! You thought to yourself, internally panicking. But on the exterior, you remained cool, a playful smirk plastered on your face.

“Oh really?” he asked in a low grumble. He leaned closer to you at a painfully slow pace. “Well I happen to think you’re incredibly sexy as well…” He brought a hand up to your cheek. “Look at you, in that tight tank top and those teeny tiny shorts…” He glanced down, raking his eyes over your body. “It’s enough to make a man forget himself.”

You giggled innocently, then put a hand on his thigh. “It’d be alright with me if you did. Sir.”

That seemed to make him lose all his reserve, as he brought his other hand up to your hair and pressed his lips against yours. It was such a delicate kiss, you were almost surprised at how gentle he could be.

He pulled back slowly, forehead rested against yours. “Such soft, pretty lips…” he observed, running his thumb over your bottom lip. “I don’t think I can restrain myself any longer.”

A playful grin made its way onto your face, then you threw your arms up over his shoulders to pull him into another, much rougher kiss. You began devouring each other, lips growing red and swollen, tongues pressed against each other.

You pulled back for a second, making him furrow his brow in confusion. It soon faded away though when you swung a leg over his lap to straddle him.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smirk. “What a naughty girl…” His lips were back on yours in an instant, his hands now rested on your hips, gripping onto them tightly. You ran your fingers up into his hair, giving it little tugs as you began to grind down against his crotch.

“Come on, let’s go upstairs.” he huffed, practically gasping for air. You nodded, about to stand up, but to your surprise he just picked you up in his arms and folded your legs around his waist, carrying you up the stairs quietly.

Once you reached his room, he locked the door behind him and set you down on the bed, crawling overtop of you to kiss you once again. You clamped your legs up around his waist, grinding desperately for some friction.

“Oh, you poor little girl, you’re so needy…” he teased, looking down at you affectionately. The way his chain was dangling down over your face was driving you insane. “You’ve never been taken care of by a real man before, have you?”

You shook your head, gazing up at him with doe eyes. “No, I haven’t.”

“Well, lucky for you…” he leaned down to whisper in your ear. “I’m about to change that.” He began kissing your neck, grazing his teeth against the soft flesh and running his tongue up along the sides. His hot breath was making your toes curl, and you couldn’t help the light airy moans that spilled from your lips as you threw a hand up in his hair.

“That’s right, sing for me princess…” he demanded, smirking against your skin. “Do you want me to take care of you?”

“Yes…” you breathed out, gripping tightly onto his dark brown locks.

“Ah-ah…” he reprimanded, pulling back. “Yes what?”

“Yes sir.” you corrected yourself in a pouty whine.

“That’s a good girl.” he praised. He reached down to fiddle with the bottom of your tank top. “This looks uncomfortable, do you mind if I take it off of you?”

You shook your head, and in an instant he was pulling it off over your head, messing your hair up in the process.

“These don’t look very comfortable either, I might as well take them off too while I’m at it…” he stated, unbottoning your shorts and sliding them down your legs. He leaned back to look at you sprawled out underneath him, now clad in just your bra and panties.

“Fuck…” he huffed, looking you all over. “You’re breathtaking.”

You giggled, wrapping a leg around his waist to pull him back in. His lips clamped back down on your neck, this time much more roughly. You were sure you’d have hickeys tomorrow. But all you could focus on was the way his lips trailed down lower and lower, stopping at your collarbone.

“Can I touch you?” he asked, glancing up at you.

“Yes sir…” you practically whispered, frozen in anticipation.

He turnt his attention back to your chest, reaching up to grope one of your breasts. He moaned the tiniest bit as he squeezed his large hand around it, then leaned back down to kiss the top of your chest. He began marking it up as he continued groping your breast, soon moving his lips down to the sensitive flesh above the cup of your bra.

“Sit up for me, princess.” he grunted, and you obeyed. He snaked his dominant hand up behind your back and unclasped your bra, letting it fall down your shoulders before tossing it over his shoulder. Once it was out of the way, he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently. He groped the other breast simultaneously, making you wriggle desperately underneath him.

“Sir, please…” you whimpered. “I need more.”

He looked up at you with a sly expression. “Awh, you need to be more patient sweetheart. I was just about to give it to you, but now I think I’ll have to tease you some more.”

“No please!” you begged pathetically, twitching your legs in frustration. “Please sir, I need you so bad…”

He chuckled coldly, then brought his forefinger down to rub against your clothed pussy. You threw your head back at the sudden contact, slightly ashamed at how worked up you were over the slightest touch from him.

“Oh baby, I’m hardly touching you, and look what a mess you are…” he humored, still looming overtop of you. “Are you sure you’re going to be able to handle my cock?”

“Please sir, I want you inside of me so bad…” you pleaded, reaching down to clutch his wrist. “I’ll do anything, anything at all…”

“Oh? Anything?” he chuckled, glancing down at your lips. He ran his thumb over them before staring into your eyes intensely. “Get on your knees.”

You immediately jumped up and got down on the floor, staring up at him expectantly.

“Such an obedient girl…” he smiled, standing up in front of you. He looked even taller from this angle. “I’ll give you exactly what you want, but you’re gonna have to earn it first.” He reached down to unbutton his shirt, then took it off completely. You gasped at the sight of his toned physique. You always suspected he was incredibly built under all those suits, but you never knew his body was this fine.

He reached down to unbuckle his belt, sliding it off his waist before unbuttoning his trousers. You watched him intensely, waiting on every move he made. He undid his zipper, sliding his trousers down to reveal his tight black boxers. You glared at his bulge hungrily, having to restrain yourself from licking your lips.

“Are you going to be a good girl and suck me off?” he asked, palming himself through his boxers.

You nodded up at him. “Yes sir.”

He smirked, then hooked his fingers into his waistband to pull his boxers down. His cock sprung out eagerly, rock hard in anticipation. You couldn’t help but feel proud knowing that you had worked him up so bad.

You wasted no time, wrapping both hands around the base as you licked all along the tip and down the shaft, getting him all nice and wet. You went back up to the top and sunk down onto his cock with your mouth. He threw his head back with a groan as you began sucking and bobbing your head up and down.

“Fuck, princess….” he huffed, putting both hands in your hair to guide you along. “Your mouth feels so good…”

You hummed in reply, sending a shiver up his spine from the vibrations.

“Look up at me. Let me see those big, pretty eyes.” he demanded. You obliged, and his breath hitched in his throat. “Oh, look at you…” His breathing was growing heavier, his lips parted slightly.

You went deeper and deeper down his cock, struggling to fit all of it in your mouth. The more of him you took in, the louder his moans became.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum…” he exclaimed, pulling on your hair. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop…”

And you didn’t, continuing to bob your head back and forth, whimpering with every stroke.

“Fuck!” he cursed, coming undone in your mouth. You tried to catch all of it in your mouth, jerking him off with your hand as he finished. He moaned airily with every rope of cum he shot into your mouth. When he was done, he smirked down at the sight of you swallowing all of it.

“That was incredible, princess.” he exhaled, tilting your chin up to look at him. “You did such a good job, I’m so proud of you. You deserve a reward.”

You smiled happily, and he pulled you up to lay you back down on the bed. He pulled your panties all the way down your legs and tossed them to the side, then dove down to kiss the inside of your thighs.

“Oh, you’re so wet for me baby…” he chuckled, hovering above your core. The way his breath was fanning it made you twitch underneath him. He leaned in slowly, then attached his lips to your clit, giving it little flicks of his tongue and sucking it ever so gently.

Just the slightest contact made you throw your head back and cry out in pleasure. “Oh sir, yes!”

You could feel him smile into your pussy, and he began licking long stripes along your slit, lapping up all of your sweet nectar. He continued his assault on your clit, circling it with his tongue. Soon, he brought two of his long fingers up and gently pressed them up into your needy cunt. The cold metal of his rings made you gasp, but the feeling was addicting.

“Oh God, you’re so tight…” he growled, beginning to pump his digits in and out of you. He brought his tongue back down to your clit to stimulate it in time with his fingers.

“Oh yes sir, just like that…” you moaned, bringing a hand up to your mouth to lower your volume. His tongue was doing things you’d never felt before, and coupled with his fingers, which were now digging into the soft sponge of your g-spot, you could sense that you were about to come undone. But that wasn’t what you wanted.

“Sir, please… can I have you inside of me?” you begged.

“Silly girl, I’m already inside of you.” he teased, wiggling his fingers along your entrance. “You’ll have to tell me exactly what you want so I can give it to you.”

You sighed in frustration. “Can you please fuck me with your cock sir?”

He shot a sinister grin at you before crawling back up overtop of you. “Well, since you asked so nicely. Get on your hands and knees for me, baby girl.”

You smiled gratefully, then did as he asked. He stroked himself a few times, easily getting bricked up again at the sight of you bent over in front of him, then reached over to his nightstand to grab a condom. After sliding it on, he teased your entrance with the tip of his cock.

“Are you sure you can take it, princess?” he asked, putting a hand on your lower back.

“Yes, please! I need your cock so bad sir!” you exclaimed, feeling your pussy throb in preparation.

He let out a deep chuckle, then began pumping his cock into your pussy. You both whimpered at the initial sensation, you falling down onto the mattress slightly and him leaning over your back.

“Oh fuck, your pussy feels so good…” he moaned, gripping onto your hips tightly. He began to grope the plush of your ass, growling at how it squished up against the base of his torso.

You began to grind your hips in the same rhythm as his thrusts, desperate to have more of him inside of you. “Oh, fuck, yes! Fuck me sir, please fuck me harder!”

“Yeah? You want more?” he huffed, leaning down to talk into your ear. He brought a hand up to fondle one of your breasts. “I’ll give it to you.”

He slammed his hips into you even harder, making your arms give out underneath you. Your back was now fully arched up into your hips, and you were desperately gripping the sheets in your hands as he fucked you from behind.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head back up. “Awh, is it too much for you baby girl?” he pouted with false sympathy. “I know you can take it. You’re doing so well.”

Suddenly, the tip of his cock began to bump against your cervix. You cried out at the mixture of pleasure and pain, seeing stars as you squinted your eyes shut.

You began to feel a knot form in your lower region. “Sir, I think I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

“Go ahead princess, cum for me.” he ordered.

With his blessing, you cried out and let the warm wave wash over you, sending shocks all throughout your lower region. You rode his cock all the way through your orgasm, until you could barely move anymore.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot…” he heaved, still slamming into you at a relentless pace. “I’m gonna cum again…”

You nodded underneath him, heaving with a satisfied smirk. “I want you to cum inside of me sir.”

As soon as you had finished the sentence, he was cursing and grunting from behind you. His nails were digging into your hips so hard you knew you’d have bruises tomorrow. He breathed out a whimpery sigh, then collapsed on top of you.

“God, that was amazing.” he whispered huskily into your ear. He then rolled off of your back to lay on his side next to you. You did the same and gave him a grin.

“I’ll say. I have no regrets.” you giggled.

He laughed along with you, then fixed your messy hair a bit. “How about you sleep in here with me tonight? The house is just so big, I don’t want you to get lonely.”

“I’d like that very much sir.” you replied.

“You can call me Mingi now, dear.” he snickered, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “I’m so happy you stayed here tonight. I wish… no, nevermind...”

“No, what is it Mingi?” you asked, sitting up curiously.

He laughed at himself, a small blush forming on his cheeks as he looked down at his lap nervously. It was interesting to see him being the flustered one.

“I was going to say, I wish you could stay here all the time.” he confessed.

Your jaw unhinged, but you were smiling. “Really?”

“Yeah, why not?” he mused, grabbing your hand. “You can live here, with me. The kids already love you, and… I want you here with us for as long as possible.”

“Mingi, I have to work.” you giggled, intertwining his fingers with yours. “And if I find another job, then someone else will have to take care of the kids.”

“I’ll still pay you, but under the table.” he stated without hesitation. “Not as a nanny, but… as my girlfriend. I make more than enough money. You can think of it as me giving you money to take care of the kids.”

You marveled at him. “You mean, you’ll give me a full salary just to stay here with you?”

He nodded with a warm smile. “Yes, I would. Will you accept it?”

You acted as if you were deep in thought for a while, playing with his fingers. Then, you looked up at him and smiled. “I would love to be your girlfriend Mingi.”

He broke out into a huge grin, tackling you back down to the bed and kissing your cheeks over and over. “God, you make me so happy.” he sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “Who would’ve ever thought that I’d fall for my kids’ nanny?”

“Who would’ve ever thought I’d fall for my boss?” you joked back. “The agency isn’t gonna be too happy about it though.”

“Well yeah, they’re losing one hell of a nanny.” he smirked, ruffling your hair before sitting up. “Come on, let’s hop in the shower and then get some sleep. We’ll need to be well rested to give the good news to the twins tomorrow morning.”

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park-jimin-isnt-real · 1 year

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𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓷

♡ pairing: jimin x reader (established relationship) ♡ rating: PG ♡ genre: fluff ♡ au: diner ♡ tw: very light swearing, some suggestive themes towards the end ♡ wc: ~1.1k ♡ track: Willow ~ Taylor Swift: “Wait for the signal and I’ll meet you after dark. Show me the places where the others gave you scars. Now this is an open-shut case, I guess I should’ve known from the look on your face, every bait-and-switch was a work of art.”

♡ summary: You texted your boyfriend in the middle of your workday, telling him it was going to be an emergency date kind of night. Jimin easily agreed.

♡ an: i created this one for myself with one of those online randomizers, and i love it. it may or may not be based on my actual life and dates with my actual husband (who, alas, is not park jimin). happy (late) valentines day everyone!! 14 Valen-tans Days masterlist ♡♡ main masterlist

"I'll meet you there, order my usual for me?" Jimin asked you over the phone. Technically, you were both supposed to be off of work at the same time, but while you had left on time tonight, he needed to stay after for a few more minutes.

"No problem, babe," you answered. "Love you!"

"Love you too! See you soon!" The call ended and you tossed your phone onto the passenger seat of your car.

You had texted him earlier telling him that work today was already going down the drain and you were going to need an emergency date tonight. Jimin responded quickly enough, agreeing with you and making fast plans to meet up at your usual date spot.

The diner was small, but their burgers were delicious. You had found it one night while walking around downtown and decided to take a chance on it. You dragged your loving boyfriend there the next night and you both agreed to make the diner your new take me out now place.

The food was good, the price was decent, and it didn't require much planning to go out there. Other dates you and Jimin had were more planned affairs, with reservations and fancier clothes that were usually on the floor by the end of the night.

Burgers were fast and easy and comforting.

You ended up parking a block away due to the limited parking space near the diner. You didn't really want to walk, your feet hurt from all the running you had already done around the office today. Sighing, you kept a firm hand on your shoulder bag and forced yourself to trudge through the pain.

One of the workers greeted you with a smile as you walked in. You and Jimin had been here enough that most of the employees were on a first-name basis with you two, and knew at least Jimin's order. When you originally found the place, you both explored the menu to see what you liked the most. Jimin quickly found his preferred meal, but you had a few you rotated between.

"Hard day at the office?" Minsu, the cashier working tonight, asked as you approached the counter.

"Is it that obvious?" you responded. She gave you a sympathetic smile.

"Is Jimin coming?"

"Yeah, he'll be here in a few minutes." Minsu nodded and keyed in his usual. "I'd like a mushroom swiss burger tonight, please, with bacon." You reached into your bag to pull out your card.

"Wow, you really had a bad day today." She swiped your card. "You only add bacon when you want to treat yourself. I'll have the guys throw in some extra fries for you, too."

"Minsu, you are a saint, thank you." She handed you your drinks and you went to place your bag down at your usual booth. A moment after, another worker, Eunjung came and dropped off a platter of french fries for you. You thanked him and began digging into the plate of carbs and starches.

You were tired, and hungry, and very much wanted Jimin to just arrive already. You had only gotten off the phone with him a little bit ago, and he was probably on his way to you right now, but you missed him.

Between both your work schedules and your school schedule, you didn't see much of each other even though you lived together. It had been a while since you'd actually spent time together, and part of you thought that might've been part of the reason why you requested this emergency date.

You needed him, and you knew he needed you.

(Part of you also wondered when he was going to pop the question, but that was a daydream for another day when you weren't so tired).

"Hey, beautiful," a familiar voice said, drawing you from your thoughts. You looked up into the sweet eye-smile of your loving boyfriend. His eyes left yours to glance down at the table. His smile quickly turned into a pout. "You ate all the fries."

"Nuh-uh! I left you some!"

"You left me five!"

"That's some!" Jimin rolled his eyes at your antics and sat down on the opposite side of the booth from you. The burgers arrived a moment later, each being placed in front of you.

"More fries, please, Eunjung," Jimin asked the waiter, who nodded and headed back to the kitchen. Your boyfriend sipped his drink, then smiled at you again. "Alright, tell me about this shitty day you had. I assume it started with Jiyeong?"

"Everything starts with fucking Jiyeong!" You burst into your story, food nearly forgotten, as you told Jimin about the office drama. He listened intently, as he always did, as he took bites of his burger and snacked on the second round of fries.

He was nearly finished with his food by the time you were finished, and you swapped roles as he took his turn telling you about his day and you finally ate. You listened just as closely as he had to you, along with being grateful to get some actual nutrients into your body.

You both fell into comfortable silence when Jimin finished with his tale, each of you finishing the last few bites. You felt significantly better than you had before you'd arrived, and you wondered how much of your frustration was fueled by hunger. "Dessert for our troubles?" Jimin asked you playfully.

"Depends," you answered, returning his look, "do we have to share it?"

"No, I am definitely getting my own after what you did to the fries."

"I left you some!"

"You left me five!"

"That's some!!" You both dissolved into fits of giggles, all of the earlier tension from the day having completely melted away. After a moment, you caught your breath and simply looked at him. "I love you."

Jimin smiled brightly, his eyes turning into the crescents you loved so much. "I love you too, beautiful. Come on." He stood up and offered a hand to help you, which you graciously took. "Let's pick up something on the way home, and then cuddle and watch a movie together, yeah? Finish this emergency date off with something comfortable?"

You walked hand in hand out of the diner, waving goodbye to Minsu and the others. "We could do that," you said. "Or, you could pound into me for three hours." Jimin laughed at that.

"Is that so?"

"You did promise me last week that you would."

Jimin met your eyes with a mischievous gleam in his, and a wicked smirk set upon his lips. "Well then, beautiful, I suggest we get home rather quickly."

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blublublujk · 2 years

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it was destiny (3)

part 1 part 2 part 3

words count: 7k

summary: dilfy jungkook and milfy reader settle an agreement

pairing: dilf jungkook x milf reader

warnings: 18+, swearing, alcohol, heartbreak, children i think, fluff??, explicit sexual content (dirty talk, possessive tendencies, praising/degrading, spanking??, biting, blowjob, head (m. to fem.), multiple orgasms, protected rough sex) i hope that is all i forgot >.<

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“How are things running at the hotel?”

“They are… running.”

“I hope you’ve been on top of things, Jungkook. I am expecting to be back in a week, if all goes well here in Japan.”

“I have Father, don’t worry about things here. We all look forward to your return.”

“Mhm, I’m sure. How’s my granddaughter?”

“Minsu’s great. Excelling in school, per usual.”

“That’s amazing. Nothing like her Father, that’s for sure.”

Jungkook decides to ignore his father’s words for now. “Alright, thank you for checking in. Things are fine over here, we’ll catch up another time.”

The line immediately clicks, the older man not even bothering to say ‘goodbye’. Jungkook groans, throwing himself in the mess of hotel sheets.

It wasn't usual for Jungkook to spend nights at the hotel— at least not this many nights. He was here to work after all, to make sure all things ran accordingly while his father was out on his business trips. The one he was on ran longer than usual, so Jungkook put it upon himself and took the hotel under his wings. Jungkook didn’t know the first thing about tending his father’s business but he did his best. His father trusted him with that much.

Plus, it was the least he could do.

Jungkook understood perfectly well that he had a daughter back home to work hard for. His Minsu.

Minsu, at times, would spend nights with her mom. Some nights she spent them with her favorite uncle, Kim Taehyung, but most nights Minsu spent her nights curled up beside her father. Jungkook loved Minsu more than he loved life itself; he'd do anything for her.

Like yourself, it wasn’t usual for Jungkook to sleep with a person more than once. Much less, for him to invite that person to spend the night in his hotel room.

That wasn’t until he met you, of course.

Everything Jungkook had once known confused him. He broke his own rules trying to get to you, and you’d let it happen every single time.

Jungkook remembers the words clearly.

Don't come looking after me anymore.

We’re done here.

After having the best sex of his life.

Jungkook also remembers the look you’d give him at the bar. Your body propped up in a position showing your most intimate parts, only for his eyes to see. Those lust filled eyes, forever ingrained in his head. Purposely wetting your lips, nearly begging to be fucked in front of the whole bar.

You were just as desperate as he was.

How could he avoid you if you wanted him just as badly? He never listened to you anyways, he always came back after you and you’d follow him.

The last thing Jungkook expected was to bump into you at his own daughter's birthday party. And Jungkook’s conscience was not going to let that go so easily.

“Daddy,” Minsu calls over the speakerphone, “Mom took me on the coolest sailboat!”

“Did she?” Jungkook can’t help but to smile. “Did you see any dolphins?”

“A million Daddy.” Jungkook laughs. “I wish you had been there.”

He could hear his daughter sigh across the line. There was a stab to his heart, as much as he had wished to be there for his daughter, he respected Seo-ah’s wishes to spend a weekend alone with her daughter. After all, she was there for Minsu whenever she asked for mother. Jungkook liked that about Seo-ah.

Seo-ah was the first woman he’d opened his heart to. The once strangers met in their first year of undergraduate classes. He fell pretty quickly, being that she was beautiful. She was incredibly intelligent. She was the girl of many people’s dreams. Parents loved her, she was the perfect partner in the crowd of a million eyes.

Everyone wanted to date Seo-ah, but she only had eyes for Jungkook.

Seo-ah had the brightest future ahead of her, she was destined for success. Seo-ah dreamed big. Unlike Jungkook, he didn’t dream too much. To be completely honest, Jungkook didn’t even like going to college. He dropped out fairly early in his undergraduate years and Seo-ah kept attending without him.

Everything was going okay for them.

Seo-ah graduated in the top 1% of her university. She then decided that her dreams were no longer in Busan. She moved to Seoul and started her nursing residency there. She fell completely in love with her career. Nonetheless, Jungkook was so happy for her. He started to work under his father, in an attempt to make something of himself. And in that he made great money, money he would have never seen, even if he had finished his studies. Jungkook and his family lived well. Seo-ah benefited from that.

He visited Seo-ah constantly, train ride after train ride, still madly in love with her and she with him. Jungkook spent many nights sneaking into her dorm room, often making love to one another. Sweet confessions were shared into each other’s ears, holding onto each other as if something would pull them apart in any given moment. They loved hard and that same summer they spontaneously decided to get married, planning a long future together. It was perfect.

Everyone envied their love.

Their love was beautiful.

Their love also created Minsu.

And just like every young couple, they were terrified. Even then, it was Jungkook’s most beautiful moment in life. Nothing will ever come close enough to compare to the emotions he felt when Minsu first came into his life.

“Daddy it hurts.” Minsu cried, wiping her filthy hands across her face, leaving trails of dirty stains behind.

“I know princess. This is why we don’t go out without our kneepads on, okay?” Jungkook cooed.

“I’m sorry. Are you mad at me?” Minsu sniffled, disappointed in herself. Tears falling down her face.

Jungkook shook his head rapidly. “I could never be mad at you, my little princess.” He caressed his daughter’s cheeks with so much tenderness, wiping every tear off her precious face. Silently, he promised a million things, but most importantly he promised her protection from anything and everything that could ever harm his daughter. He would do anything for Minsu and he’d work hard to prove that to her each and every day. Minsu was his whole life. “Let’s go get you some ice cream for being such a trooper.”

Then one day everything changed.

Jungkook doesn’t remember how it all started or why it happened. There was a fight, a meaningless fight between him and Seo-ah. He can’t even remember what the fight had been about. But he remembers the words that changed his life forever.

“I don’t fucking love you anymore, Jungkook.”

Jungkook shook his head, he couldn’t even feel the tears dripping down his face, instantly dropping to his knees.

“You don’t mean that, Seo-ah. Please. You don’t mean that.” Jungkook whispered weakly.

“But I do. Jungkook, look at me.” Jungkook couldn’t find the strength in him to look up. He wanted to run away at that moment far, far away, but his legs betrayed him. Jungkook feared that the words ringing in his ears would become a reality. Nonetheless, he looked up with all the strength in the world he managed to gather within the span of a few seconds. “I don’t love you anymore.”

Seo-ah didn’t love him anymore.

Then his world stopped.

Jungkook remembers the ache. His heart felt heavy. He could no longer hear his own thoughts. Words kept ringing and ringing and ringing.

I don’t love you anymore.

Jungkook, I don’t love you anymore.

Jungkook, look at me.

I don’t love you.

Can you hear me?

Jungkook.

He doesn’t remember where things went wrong. It all started with a meaningless fight. A meaningless stupid fight. That was all it was.

“One day my little princess.” Jungkook promised his daughter a happier future, a future where she didn’t have to feel this constant fear of feeling like she was picking sides, a home where she could have it all. The life his daughter deserved to live. “One day.”

One day, maybe even Jungkook could have it all too.

—

“Kook.”

“Mm.”

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Taehyung huffs, chucking a straw wrapper at him. “What’s wrong with you these days?”

Jungkook shook his head, attempting to clear his thoughts. “Nothing.”

Taehyung scoffs, like he’d believe that. “It’s not ‘nothing’ clearly.”

Jungkook shrugs.

He didn’t know where to start. Jungkook would have to explain everything to him. When he first laid eyes on you, when he first ruined a pair of hotel sheets with you, the moment he realized he was falling for you. Everything.

Maybe he’d also have to explain what he felt first hearing the pretty sounds your voice made. Sweet melodies coming from your lips. Your addictive scent. He swore he could smell and taste you all over him for weeks. Maybe he could start there.

“Just thinking.” Jungkook mumbles.

“I can clearly see that.” Taehyung leans against the bar, arms crossing. “How long have you been seeing her?”

Jungkook blinks. “Three weeks technically.”

Taehyung knew Jungkook better than he knew himself. It was clear when Jungkook had romantic issues going on. After all, Taehyung had been through hell and back with Jungkook. The divorce was not the easiest process for him and Taehyung was there every step of the way.

“I’m guessing you met her here?” Taehyung gestures at the bar, the bar you both knew fairly too well. The bar you both made a second home of.

“Mhm.”

“Where is she now?”

“Dunno.” Jungkook shrugs. “She hasn’t shown up here in nearly a month.”

Taehyung reaches over to pat Jungkook but stops about halfway. Jungkook struggled to express himself and he didn’t want to overwhelm him with so many emotions, instead he let him take care of himself.

“Have you tried calling her?” Taehyung suggests.

Jungkook scoffs into a dry laugh. “You don’t think I’d try that if it were that easy? I don’t even have her number, Hyung.” Jungkook starts picking off a loose string on his sweater, roughly tugging at the material.

“Do you know her name?” Taehyung takes Jungkook’s hand in his, preventing him from ruining his clothing any further, giving it a light squeeze.

“Y/N.” Jungkook pauses to breathe. Even saying your name was intoxicating enough. “Her name is Y/N.” Jungkook swallows, looking around the bar, a bit uncomfortable to finally be speaking about you.

“And you met her here?”

“Yup.”

“Is there a reason why you think she’s been gone for nearly a month?” Taehyung prays Jungkook didn’t get ghosted. That this was all a misunderstanding. That whoever you were, he hoped you weren’t just ignoring his best friend for no reason. And that this had all been a misunderstanding.

“She’s a mother.”

Taehyung blinks, clearing his throat. “Ok. And?”

“Her daughter just so happens to be friends with my Minsu.” Jungkook takes a sip of his flavored soda, skipping alcohol today. “You can connect the dots.”

Taehyung’s eyes widened. “No fucken way.”

“Yup.”

“So what, did you just happen to bump into her while picking up Minsu from school or what?” Taehyung attempts to recreate the various possibilities of events in his head. All chaotic, all hilarious.

Jungkook lowers his head into his arms, scrunching his nose. “She just happened to show up to Minsu’s birthday party, that’s what.”

Taehyung attempts to hold his laugh, Jungkook looks up, shoving him. “Don't you dare laugh at my misfortunes.”

Taehyung then laughs. “I can’t even imagine the look on your face. Oh, I bet it was priceless!” Taehyung says between laughs, clapping at the concidence.

“Yeah, imagine how I felt.” Jungkook mutters. “The girl of my dreams, just casually showing up to my daughter’s birthday party and she just so happens to be the same person I’ve been sleeping with for the past three fucking weeks.”

Taehyung can’t help but be amused. “Girl of your dreams you say?”

Jungkook weakly nods.

“Tell me about her.”

Jungkook struggles to find the words, and it's not that he doesn't have any, he just has too many. He feels his head might explode if he thinks any longer.

“This is going to sound crazy.” Jungkook whines, shoulders dropping.

Taehyung pats his hand. “I’m all ears.”

“She’s amazing, Hyung. She’s beautiful. She makes me feel so many things, I couldn’t possibly begin to describe. She’s great in bed, not that it even matters. Would it be wrong to say I feel a sort of connection with her? Maybe like we were meant to meet each other in the way we did.” Jungkook shivers, maybe he was crazy. He probably sounded insane, but it’s what he felt towards you.

Taehyung takes it in, pursing his lips.

“She’s an incredible mother, she’s patient. She has this sort of attitude that drives me insane. Do I sound like a fucking idiot yet?” Jungkook stresses running his fingers through his curls.

“No. You sound like you really fucking like her though.” Taehyung points out. “When did you start liking her?”

“I don’t know.” Jungkook blinks. “She plays hard to get but always ends up coming back. I guess I like that about her.”

Taehyung nods.

“She has a wonderful daughter, very kind.”

“She sounds great. Does she like you back?” Taehyung awkwardly asks, scratching behind his ear.

Jungkook shrugs, mirroring his action. “I think so. We’ve never talked about ourselves like that. But Hyung, this feels different. I know she feels it too, I can’t be the only one.”

Taehyung seems to understand. He sees the desperation set on Jungkook’s face and he almost feels bad, but if Jungkook is feeling this, then you might be too.

“I think you both should talk,’ Taehyung advises, ‘if you see her again.”

Jungkook nods, still a pout on his face. He doubts you’ll come back. It's been almost a month since the birthday party, it was the last time he saw you. What if he’s the only one feeling like this? How could he find you again if he knew nothing about you? Would you reject him?

—

“Alright. Enough for you.” Hoseok pulls your upper half off the bar. A new bar you made home for the past month, but it didn’t feel like home.

No, it would never feel like home.

Home was warm.

“No, ju— just one more puh—pleaseee.” You slurred wrapping your arms around him nonetheless. Hoseok carried you out the best he could, forcing you into his car before you embarrassed yourself any longer.

“But I don’t want to leave.” You pout, pleading eyes.

“Yes, you do. You weren’t even enjoying the drinks anymore. You’ll hate yourself tomorrow.” Hoseok says nonchalantly, dragging your feet inside the car. “Let’s go. I’m taking you home.”

You nod, feeling a bit drunker than you intended. You could feel the alcohol buzzing in your ears, had you stayed for one more drink the outcome would have been horrifying. Hoseok was right, you weren't even drinking comfortably anymore, you felt sick. All that was is a distraction from a more pressing issue. An issue you didn’t want to deal with right now, but needed to.

Hoseok’s car was much warmer than that horrible forsaken bar. It smelled terrible there and the prices were even worse. Nothing was to your liking, but it was far from the last bar. The bar you made a second home of.

The place you first met Jungkook.

Jungkook.

“Hobi, take me to him.”

Hoseok looks over, giving you a hard face. “Absolutely not. You’re drunk.”

You shake your head, shifting closer to him. “He won’t hurt me. I know him, Hobi. You can trust me.”

Hoseok rolls his eyes, his jaw clenching. “You don’t know him Y/N. You slept with him a few times. That means nothing to me. I won’t allow this, sit back. Hurry up.”

Hoseok was scary mad. So you sat back and collected yourself accordingly. It was the alcohol making you feel this way, it had to be. But, you couldn’t just let this go.

You missed him. You missed his sweet touch. He was always so good to you. He’d never do anything to cause you harm. You had to convince Hoseok of that.

“Hobi, listen to me,’ you begin, ‘Jungkook isn’t the person you think he is.”

“Please Y/N, I don’t think anything of him because I don’t know him. Let it go.” Hoseok’s voice was firm, matter-of-fact even, and he was not going to change his mind any time soon.

“Hobi, please. I’m being so serious right now, listen!” You beg, it's the least he could do, listen.

Hoseok pulls off to the side of the road, turning the car off, face still solid. “Speak.”

You gulp nervously. “Okay, Jungkook, he— he’s different. I know this sounds stupid but he is. Hobi, he makes me feel so good. I know how this sounds but it’s not like that, I swear. He cares for me, I know he does.” You whisper, sounding unsure and sure at the same time. You didn’t understand anything.

“Do you hear yourself, Y/N? You’re drunk and begging me to take you to a stranger. I understand you think you both have some sorta history but this does not mean you know him.” He scolds.

You groan, pulling at your hair. “I know I know. I’m not saying I know him but I do know him well enough to understand he’d never do anything to me. He wouldn’t harm me.”

“Okay, so let’s say I take you to him. How do you know he’s there? What is so urgent that you must see him right now in this state?” Hoseok crosses his arms. Now his face is emotionless, waiting for you to break it to him.

“I just need to see him. It’s none of your business.” You hesitate, crossing your own arms.

“Okay, then you won’t be seeing him today. I’ll take you home and you can see him tomorrow, when you are sober and stable enough. I’m sure you’ll go back to ignoring your feelings anyways, so this is on you. I tried.” Hoseok says, harshly. He turns the car back on again, eyes focusing back on the road. He wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings in any way, but he was tired of seeing you mope about a relationship you weren’t even in to begin with. With a person whose life you didn’t even know. He didn’t care who you dated, he just wanted to see you happy. Happiness is all he ever wished for you and Jia.

Hoseok didn’t know Jungkook nor did he care so much to get to know him, as long as you were happy nothing else mattered to him.

“Okay. Fine. I’ll tell you.” You finally say.

Hoseok turns his attention back on you, a bit shocked you came to senses. “Go ahead.” He gestures.

“I feel I should apologize to him.” You confess.

Hoseok looks confused. “About?”

You start playing with your fingers. “I don’t know, everything?”

Hoseok blinks.

“I– I’ve been ignoring him, well more like ignoring myself. My feelings. He doesn’t ask anything of me and I like that, but he doesn’t deserve to be left in the unknown like this.”

“So, you plan to drop things with him? Officially?” Hoseok asks, curious eyes.

You think. “I don’t know. Maybe start with an apology and see where it goes from there.”

Hoseok nods. “Okay. How will we know he’s there?“

“Jungkook’s always there on Friday nights. He waits for me.”

Hoseok nods again. “Alright, sit back. I’m doing this only because I trust you and please, be safe.”

Suddenly, you felt sober. The thought of facing Jungkook after a month felt so scary. Maybe he didn’t care about this like you did. After all, you both meant nothing to each other. It was just two adults sleeping together. Two adults that almost made love to each other. He was perfect.

“I know. I’ll be okay.” You say, trying to calm his nerves and maybe a bit of your own.

—

Jungkook had been exactly where you expected him to be. He was in his hotel room watching a movie like he did every night waiting for time to pass. Every Friday night, he would start a movie and hope that by the end of it your knock would finally come, but it never did.

Not until today, weeks later.

“Y/N?” Jungkook looked more confused than anything. He didn’t expect you to show up at his door at almost one in the morning. He could tell you’d been out drinking. You looked beautiful, he thought. “What are you doing here?”

Awkwardly, you shifted between your feet. “I don’t know.”

Jungkook gave you a small smile regardless. “Come inside, you must be cold.” He opens the door, gesturing for you to step inside.

“Thanks.” You drag your feet, making a seat in his fresh set of sheets.

Jungkook leaves the room then comes back carrying a glass of water. “Here.”

“Thank you, Jungkook.” You take a sip, setting the glass upon his table stand. He takes a seat besides you, giving you enough distance. Preparing himself for whatever it was you had to say.

You look around shifting nervously in place. “I don’t know where to start.” You confess, whispering.

Jungkook shakes his head, he looks absolutely stunning. Jungkook was so easy to like. He was so patient. “Take your time. We don’t have to talk right now.” He pats your shoulder in support.

He always knew what to say and what to do.

This killed you most.

“No we should. I— I have a lot to say.”

“Okay. Go ahead.” Jungkook almost looks scared. Like if he’s afraid to hear the words that will come from your mouth. He wipes his sweaty palms against his jeans. You don’t like seeing him like that, you would never hurt him.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Jungkook’s dumbfounded.

“I didn’t mean to leave for so long.” You explain.

Jungkook shifts in his own seat, wetting his lips. “It’s okay. You don’t owe me anything.” Jungkook was so kind.

“I know. But, I’m still sorry. You didn’t deserve to be treated like that.” You say, your hand tugging the sheets below you. “Did you wait for me?”

You weren’t sure if you wanted to hear his response. Though he should mean nothing to you, he did mean something. You just weren't sure what it was that you felt towards Jungkook. You felt stupid.

“Yes.” Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to reply.

“Why?”

Jungkook feels his face get hot. “I— I don’t know.” He stammers.

Jungkook hates his answer, but speaking to you was much harder than he thought it would be. He didn’t want to lose whatever it is he had with you. He felt something and he knew you could feel it too.

“Then, I’m sorry for making you wait.” You whisper apologetically.

“It’s okay.” Jungkook's voice is so soft, calm. A gentle smile sets on his face.

Warm.

“I really like having sex with you.” Your own eyes widen at your choice in words. What the fuck did you just do? You didn’t mean for that to sound the way it did. But, you couldn’t think of any better way to confess to him, especially in that exact moment. Maybe, you both could have each other in different ways. Ways that didn’t involve committing so easily. You couldn’t imagine keeping up with a relationship right now and maybe you feared rejection, so you decided to lead with that.

Jungkook didn’t seem bothered however. You were lucky Jungkook was so similar to you. Nothing you could say could bother him.

His smile widening. “I really like having sex with you too.” His fingers find yours on the bed, brushing against them lightly. “Is that all you came to say?”

You didn’t know how to answer. “Uh— yeah. No.”

He blinks, letting you continue your thoughts.

“Well yes. I just— I don’t want to stop seeing you and I totally understand if you aren’t into that you know, being that you have a daughter, responsibilities, I mean I understand you since I’m in the same position but I—,” you ramble but Jungkook’s lips cut you off, carefully pressing softly against yours.

You close your eyes for a second enjoying the moment, but he pulls off too soon. You wish you could live that moment a million times.

“Okay.” Jungkook says.

“Okay? That's it?” You question, still in shock. You could feel his sweet chapstick tingling on your lips.

He nods. “I want to keep seeing you too, in whatever way you allow me.”

“Okay.” You nod. “Then, that’s all, I guess.”

“Okay.”

“We should set some boundaries.”

Jungkook seems confused once again. “Boundaries?”

“Well, if we are gonna be sleeping together, there should be some set boundaries.” You reiterate.

“Okay.” Jungkook agrees. “You can start.”

“Okay. We should always use a condom. You go.”

“Done. Um, I don’t really think I have any boundaries. You can go.”

“Okay. I think we should keep meeting here. Sleeping at each other’s houses seems too… domestic.”

That hurt Jungkook a bit. Maybe he wished your relationship was a bit more domestic. After all, Jungkook knew he felt something more for you than usual, but if this is what it took to keep seeing you then he was willing to adapt.

“Okay.”

“Okay. You should take my number down.”

“Oh— oh yeah okay.” Jungkook reaches over to his table and picks up the device. His lockscreen being a picture of him and his daughter, they looked well dressed as if they had a special event to attend. Jungkook and his daughter were smiling ear to ear, cheek to cheek. “Here.”

You smile, rapidly typing in your phone number and sending a quick text to your own. “There. Now, I have yours too.”

He nods, a ping shortly follows coming from your phone. “Now what?”

“Now, we text each other. You know, whenever we are in need. If we are both willing and able then we meet up, have sex, and leave like usual.”

Jungkook nods. “Okay. Then, I have… one condition.”

“Okay. Shoot.”

“Don’t run off like you usually do. You can take your time. I’ll clean you off, we’ll talk and then you can leave.”

“Talk?”

“Mm, about anything. Just talk to me.”

“Fine.” You sigh. “Anything else?”

He shakes his head, his hair following the movement. He was breathtaking, you got so lucky, you thought.

“Good. I should go.” You stood up, taking your belongings with you. “I’ll call an uber.”

“No need. You’ve been drinking. I’ll drive you home.” Jungkook puts on his slides following close behind you.

“No. This was enough.”

“It's just a ride, Y/N. If after this you don’t want to accept a single ride from me then fine, you can find your own, but I won’t allow you to go out like this, especially alone.” Jungkook looks at you with caring eyes.

He was so sweet, so good to you.

He couldn’t be real.

“Okay.”

He took you home that night. And it wouldn’t be the last time he did.

—

“Y/N?”

“Sorry, did I interrupt? I texted you.”

Jungkook looked down at his phone, he was busy doing paperwork and never got your ‘you up?’ text in time. “I wasn’t on my phone. ‘M sorry.”

“Oh. Sorry. I can leave.”

“No.”

You look up at him, he looked ready to devour you just in the matter of a few seconds.

Jungkook pulls you in by your waist into his room, something he was already familiar with, shutting the door behind you. His lips found purchase on your quickly, taking your breath away almost instantly.

You and Jungkook promised over text to meet each other at least twice a week to fulfill both your needs. Already too quickly, the compromise was broken. You both didn’t care though. It had been the third time this week you saw him. Slipping away during lunch, coming late nights, any free time you had was spent aside Jungkook. It was perfect.

“Jungkook.” You breathe out in the middle of the kiss. It was crazy how different every time felt with him.

“Mm.” His voice vibrates into your mouth, biting your lip softly. “Fuck, you taste so good.”

You giggle into his lips. “Jungkook.”

He pops off your lips, raising his eyebrows. “Yes baby?” His hands cradling the back of your neck. You didn’t like when Jungkook held you like that, it all felt too… domestic. Or maybe you did like it, a little too much.

Ignoring your own feelings, your hands wandered Jungkook’s body, squeezing his waist. “I had a very rough day at work today.”

“You did baby?” Jungkook's eyes go soft.

All too domestic.

But you loved every second of it.

“Mhm.” You hum, stealing a peck.

“I’ll take care of you baby.” Jungkook promises, leaning in to kiss you once more. This time, it was more intense than before. His hand tracing your back pushing you harder against his front. He wanted to feel you everywhere.

His hands soon found the back of your thighs forcing you to jump into his arms. His tongue toying against yours, driving a whine out your lips.

You break the kiss following his sharp jaw with your lips kissing him just how he liked it. Jungkook’s legs found the bed dropping you both into it, letting you stay on top of him.

“You smell so fucking good, baby.” Jungkook murmurs, your tongue licking his neck biting it sweetly. “Mmh. You’re so needy. Was the past nights not enough?”

“Nope.” You deliver one last peck before moving back to his lips devouring them like they were your only source of oxygen left. Jungkook’s hands traveled all over you, before finding a tight grip on your ass pushing his hips against yours. You soon started to mirror his movements feeling him grow harder against you. A gasp slipping from your lips, feeling his palm smack your ass.

Jungkook broke the kiss this time, careful when flipping your back onto the mattress. Jungkook was aching to see you completely bare underneath him, as if the past few days you both hadn’t made more than enough time for each other’s pleasure. Jungkook was just that good. This had been the best deal of your life, maybe one day you would regret or he would, but not now.

Jungkook stripped you out from your clothes, his eyes tracing every curve. His mouth came down to lap around your tender nipple, the bud hardening against his sinful tongue. You couldn’t help but whimper as he tugged at it gently.

He placed a hand on your hip. “Don’t be quiet, let me hear those sweet sounds.” Jungkook rasps.

Then his hand came up taking your other hardened bud between his fingers making sure neither side was unattended, you were everything but quiet.

You were quick to learn everything about Jungkook. Even before the agreement, he was very obvious about what he enjoyed and you liked that he wasn’t shy to do what he pleased. Whatever he wanted, he took and you did the same, feeding off each other’s desperation.

Jungkook left his marks around your tender flesh burying his face between both breasts. He definitely had a thing for them.

“Jungkook.” Your voice was weaker than you’d like.

He looked up, lips parted, catching his breath. “Mm?”

“Lay down.”

Jungkook did just that.

“So fucken needy.” Jungkook hissed, watching you tug his sweats down along with his briefs. His cock sprung out already hard smacking his abdomen, swollen at the tip. You savored the sight.

You took his length in your hands, wrapping your tanty fingers around it. Your mouth came close to it before spitting on his sticky tip.

“Did you just spit on my dick?” Jungkook breathes out, eyes blown out.

“Mhm.” You nod innocently.

“I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.” Jungkook nearly growls, cock twitching as your hands start pumping his length.

You take him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip of his pretty dick. You hummed at the salty taste, he was fucking delicious.

“Fuck baby, just like that.” Jungkook shivers, wetting his lips as he watches you take him deeper in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks. Your spit started dripping down your lips down his length, every time you came up to the crown of his head. “You suck my cock so well.”

Your eyes started watering as you swallowed him whole, the tip hitting the back of your throat. Jungkook buckled his hips forward feeling your warm mouth around him. He started to chase his own orgasm, gripping the back of your hair pushing your head deeper. Then thrusting his cock faster into your wet mouth.

His lips parted, leaving out breathy moans. “Oh, fuck. I’ll come like this.”

Hands pumped him faster, sucking around his swollen crown, taking your time with it. You could feel his cock twitching inside you, he was so close. And it didn’t take long.

His breath hitched watching you pump his essense down your throat, swallowing every last bit of that salty taste. “Just like that, oh fuck baby.” Jungkook whimpered, rolling his head back.

Catching his breath, Jungkook pulled you back on top of him, tasting himself between kisses. “Such a good little slut. I’m gonna fuck you so good. Okay baby?”

You nod desperately tugging at his messy curls biting his bottom lip with purpose. The problems you once had at work seemed like nothing. Now, all you could think of was Jungkook’s cock buried deep within your legs. He was all that mattered.

Jungkook patted your side. “Lay down for me. I’m gonna take care of you.”

You always did what you were told. Jungkook was good at many things, but he was even better at eating you out. Always taking his time with you, leaving your legs shaking for hours. Nothing could compare to the way he made you feel.

Jungkook didn’t waste any time. His mouth attaching to your dripping folds almost instantly.

“So fucken wet and I haven’t even done anything to you.” Jungkook murmurs. “You want my cock that bad?” Jungkook purrs against your clit, flicking it at a vicious speed.

You throw your head back, face flushed. “Nnghh. Fuck. Yes.”

Jungkook softly bites your nub forcing a strangled moan out of you. “Answer me cockslut.”

“Yes, I do. I want your cock so fucking bad. Oh.” You moan desperately, his tongue soothing the bite lapping your sweet juices into his mouth, burying his nose deep within your entrance.

“Good girl.” He rasps, not bothering to come off your pulsing clit.

“Fuck me, I’m gonna come.” You whine, feeling his nails dig deeper into your thighs while he devours you furiously. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Come all over my tongue, baby. Always so fucking sweet.”

Almost immediately after your legs buckled reaching your climax, dripping right onto his tongue. “Fuh—fuck Jungkook fuck. Nghh.”

He made sure to clean up with his tongue fairly well. Finally, coming back up to peck your parted lips. You felt yourself drop deeper into the sheets already feeling lightheaded. Only Jungkook had the power to leave you feeling this way.

“Tired?” Jungkook asks, doe-eyes softening.

You definitely weren’t going to leave this hotel room without fucking him. Your throbbing needy pussy would never forgive you.

You shook your head, propping back up. “No, fuck me.”

Jungkook laughed against your throat pressing an open kiss behind your ear. “Anything you want.”

Jungkook quickly reached over to find his box of condoms tearing it instantly, fitting the rubber tightly around his length. Your legs, already spread out for him.

He took his cock, placing it at the beginning of your entrance, slowly pushing himself in, not once taking his eyes off. Almost synchronously, you both moaned as he bottomed out.

“Uhh— fuck, Jungkook you feel so good.” Sweet melodies left your lips, Jungkook then snapped his hips forward fucking deeply into you. “Fuckkk.”

His hair started to stick to his forehead, sweat dripping down the sides of his face, fucking you exactly like he originally promised.

His hands gripping behind your thighs forcing them apart, setting a brutal pace between your legs. His own moans dripped from his lips. “Ughh. Such a tight little cunt.” He sneers.

You swallow audibly, dropping your head back against the sheets, feeling the ache between your thighs growing. “Fuh— faster Jungkook, right there.”

Jungkook increased the pace, hitting right against the sweet spot between your walls. His lips teasing right below your neck, pressing his lips against it.

Jungkook felt like he could fuck you forever.

“You like that baby?” He pants, desperately pumping himself into you, his thighs smacking the back of your thighs.

All you could do was nod. Jungkook knew he was fucking you well, he didn’t have to ask. But now that you knew his name, he would love to hear you use it often and loudly. Jungkook had possessive tendencies during sex, it was a curse and a blessing in disguise.

Jungkook smacked the side of your ass, barely hard enough to leave his handprint. “Tell me who’s fucking you this good. Let me hear you.”

The only response that came from you was shaky gasp, Jungkook was fucking you so good. Shoving his big cock frantically into your needy cunt, he was fucking hungry. His eyes filled with lust, making you feel all of him.

“I asked you a question.” Jungkook grunted, feeling your warm walls pump his cock deliciously. “Answer the question baby.”

You don’t even remember the stupid question right now, feeling intensifyingly close to your high. “Hm?”

“Who’s fucking you this good, huh?” He rasps, forcing your face to make direct eye contact with his.

“You Jungkook, you.” You breathe out, fucked completely. You gave up trying to fight how badly you were enjoying this. You wanted Jungkook to make you forget everything. And that’s exactly what he was doing.

The answer obviously satisfies him enough to buckle his hips faster into yours, your legs trembling underneath him. You were frantically moaning, reacting to his every move.

“That’s right baby.” Jungkook kissed your cheek softly, making you melt, your face was burning up. “Say my fucking name.” His voice is possessive, needy almost. “Uh, I could fuck you forever.”

“J— Jungkook Jungkook, oh fuckkk.” Your moans started to grow louder, you were so fucking close.

“I can feel you. You’re so close, baby.” Jungkook moans as you wrap your legs around him tightly, begging him to stay inside you. “That’s it baby, come on this fucken cock. Mark it yours.”

“Oh fuh— fuck, Jungkook. Fuck.” You came completely undone, losing your vision instantly, your back arching with every given thrust. The pleasure between your legs felt so intense and Jungkook fell close behind you grunting as he pumped the last of his seed inside the condom.

Both of you came crashing down, Jungkook falling close to your side, catching his breath. You actually enjoyed cooling down with him more than you’d like to admit. It felt nice being cared for after sex, even if it took him a whole five minutes to get up. You actually enjoyed it. He always made sure to get you whatever it was you needed. Jungkook was just too good at everything.

“You okay baby?” Jungkook coos after leveling his breathing. He took the filled rubber off, disposing of it.

“Mhm.” You answer weakly.

Jungkook laughs, fondly, his nose scrunching.

You liked that so much about Jungkook.

Jungkook was so beautiful.

“I’m sorry baby. Let me clean you up.” Jungkook left and soon came back with a wet rag, wiping carefully around your sensitive flesh. “You feeling better?”

You nod. “I’m sleepy.”

“We can nap before I take you home?” Jungkook already knew your answer to his suggestion.

“No, it’s okay. Let's talk now?”

Jungkook nodded, not pushing it.

That night you guys talked about your first time getting a job and what that was like.

To your surprise, you found out Jungkook’s first job was delivering pizzas. His boss would promise him that his pretty face would bring him a lot of money, which it did at the time, but not for long before regulars stopped tipping. You also found out how much Jungkook loved eating cheesy pizza even after working there for two years. You couldn’t even imagine a man like him working in such a place, he was just like everyone else.

Jungkook was not at all surprised to hear that your first job was babysitting. After seeing a glimpse of your relationship with your daughter, he knew you were a wonderful mother. He didn’t question that one bit. Jungkook grew fonder of you that night as he did every other night he spent by your side, and you of him.

Talking with Jungkook was never boring and it wasn’t as difficult as you thought it would be.

Jungkook made things feel so easy, life was simple.

It was easy to get used to.

Warm.

a.n: i'm so sorry this is so late :} i hope this update makes up for how late i was thank you for the support <333

#jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook x reader #bts fanfic #bts smut

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n1cholaswang · 2 years

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##R.

*taps mic* testing, testing. 1, 2, 3. okay!

hello! im really bad at introducing myself but here's the basic rundown:

name's zyrin but u can either call me zy or rin, whichever you prefer :)

9teen

neurodivergent

androgynous

infp

afro-cuban

fluent in english & spanish, learning korean

multistan

i write both smut & fluff, sometimes angst when im feeling it

#WRITING-FOR

bold = open to writing nsfw shit

bts , enhypen (legal line) , txt , p1harmony (legal line) , cravity , cix , just b , seventeen , xdinary heroes , ciipher , onewe , oneus (+ ravn) , nct , tempest , treasure (minus haruto, jeongwoo & junghwan) , epex (hyung line) , to1 (minus yeojeong + chihoon, minsu, woonggi, & jerome) , mcnd (minus win) , bae173 (hyung line) , ghost9 (minus jinwoo) , tfn (minus kio) , the boyz (+ hwall/hyunjun) , trainee a (legal line + leo) , stray kids , dkb (minus harry-june) , nine.i (minus jiho) , løren / lorenisalone , astro , dtqk , ateez , mirae (minus yubin) , tnx (legal line) , younite (minus sion) , jwiiver , itzy , e'last , victon , blitzers (minus wooju) , verivery , drippin (minus alex) , wei , (g)i-dle (+ soojin) , superkind (minus sio & jdv) , dkz (minus giseok) , twice , atbo (legal line) , blank2y (minus sodam) , dreamcatcher , trendz (minus yechan) , ive , kard , kep1er , le sserafim (minus eunchae) , omega x , purple kiss , xg (legal line) , ab6ix , aespa , billlie , boy story , csr , dreamcatcher , ini , kingdom , luminous , nmixx , onf , onlyoneof , purple kiss , stayc , gaho , bibi , bdc , big naughty , vapo , haon , class:y , d1ce , lee youngji , newjeans , park hyeonjin , pentagon , rocket punch , trade l , withus , xeed , &team (legal line) kang daniel & woodz

what a list LMAO

#NOTES-or-WARNINGS

- i try to make the reader gender neutral as much as i can but i literally suck at that so don't expect it to happen all the time

- some self-inserts, especially with certain nsfw situations with my biases. sometimes the self-inserts are personality/interest-wise with whatever idol it is (it'll make more sense later)

- gotta wild imagination lmao

- i will overuse adjectives and shit cause i suck at writing LMAO

- 99.5% of the time, i am stuck in a creative block but i'll try my best to upload as much as possible

& most importantly

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

#kpop hard thoughts #kpop hard hours

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meme-shua · 3 years

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Hi if you're doing requests right now I'd like to ask if you could do a TO1 reaction to their relationship with their idol S/O getting exposed by dispatch if you don't want to or can't do it that's completely fine <3

a/n: Finally to1 request!!!! I hope you'll like it.❣. And also give to the boys a lot of love.

TO1 reaction to their relationship with their Idol S/O getting exposed by dispatch.

Requested✔

Chihoon

Honestly, he (you) tried to hide it for as long as possible

And of course he was surprised by this "news"

By type, you are not at all obvious

(well, probably)

Dispatch caught you walking holding hands

And perhaps, even if he is the oldest, he would still ask for advice in this situation

In fact, he tried not to show that he was nervous about it, as if nothing had happened

At a time when he was nervous

But it wasn't for long, as he just accepted the fact that now not only his members and family know about your relationship, but also others

Well, perhaps it was balanced by the fact that many reacted positively, I hope.

Donggeon

Aaaaaaaaa

I think he'd be more worried about you than him

Because yes

Probably would have fallen out of the world (figuratively) for a while.

He wouldn't watch it spread across the internet, like a covid (epex's debut song vibes)

Since for him in this case, your relationship was in the first place

(in principle, for all of them)

And if you were nervous, he would focus all of his attention on you

He just hopes that everyone will take it positively.

Chan

He wouldn't have believed it at first

But let's say he looked at it a few times and realized that it wasn't a joke

In general, it pretends that nothing happened

I mean, it's not like he's really worried about it

But still, something inside him was clearly bothering him

He showed you the bright side of it all

Like: "now we don't need hide anymore😬", if you're worried about it

In general, everything is OK for him

Jisu

He will try to find a positive note in all this

He'd be like: "Look, we look cute in this picture." ㅋㅋㅋㅋ, I'm sorry

But honestly, it was all about you

He would think about it for the next few days

Like: "It's all good, right? Did I ruin y/n's or the members career?"

(This is not his fault wtf🥺)

But in any case, everyone would soon be back to the old Jisu

And he would not worry about it much, because you are still together, so everything is fine

And fans reacted positively too

Minsu

OK, like: "when?"

Honestly, he was amazed by this

But I don't think it has significantly shaken his mood

That doesn't mean he wasn't worried at all

He was worried, but not much

Since his thoughts "hate can pour on vos two at the same time"

But it wasn't, please it WASN'T

And since there was no "bad" reaction, it's not worth worrying about, is it?

- yes

If you were worried, he would reassure you: "Hey, everything went well💓."

Jaeyun

So, he also like Chihoon thought that you are not obvious at all

But in his case, you are more obvious

But in general, he would be surprised

Like, "hah, we might have a problem," but then, "But I'll fix it, I promise."

You're his top priority at this point, so he wants to make sure you're okay first

And then everything else

The opinion of others is important to him, but not in this situation

Although everyone reacted positively, PLEASE LET IT BE SO, IT IS NORMAL TO HAVE LOVE😭

J.You

As for me, He would be most surprised

Because I was so sure it wouldn't happen

But he is positive about it

Like: " What's wrong that I love you? That's right, nothing wrong!"

But wait, somewhere down inside, he feels a little nervous with it all

Especially with the opinions of others

But it doesn't affect him much

In general, he does not hide his emotions when everything went well

"Look, I knew it!"

He didn't know anything

Kyungho

Kyungho is in a stupor

Like: "how?"

But then he sees a photo where you just hug to goodbye

By type, you went to the most secret place, but they still took a photo

Secretly furious at

But otherwise, he's serious about it, so he'll take full responsibility if you're nervous about it

He feels a huge sense of relief when your relationship accepted well

Jerome

So, I'm sorry, guys, but I don't think it was Dispatch

Not that you are obvious (you are obvious)

But in general, Dispatch did not have time... Sungmin did it all by himself.

Not on purpose! Not at all!

It's just that your phone conversation was clearly audible on vlive.

Well, more precisely, the beginning of the conversation.

Of course the boys caught it and tried to hide it behind their loud conversations, eyes showing Sungmin to leave the room

But it was a little late

In general, not that much worried

And if you were worried

This boy will make you forget all your problems

Well, after this "news" was received with love - he is in heaven with happiness, I mean he shines

Woonggi

like wtf

He's trying hard here, and Dispatch just takes and reveals your relationship

He would be angry and disappointed in Dispatch

Thinking only in the case of the type: "did he ruin the groups's reputation?" these "black" thoughts haunted him

BUT EVERYONE REACTED WELL

And he felt better

'Cause: "omg, I'm so happy, y/n", *insert here twice's "cheer up" dance*

#i hate how dates is mostly scandals in k industry #to1 reactions #to1 scenarios #too reactions #to1 x reader #chihoon x reader #donggeon x reader #chan x reader #Jisu x reader #minsu x reader #jaeyun x reader #jyou x reader #kyungho x reader #jerome x reader #woonggi x reader

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moondustaeil · 4 years

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⋅ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ : established relationship : fluff

⋅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ : minsu x sick!reader

⋅ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 937

"Please don't."

Those were the first two words you offered Minsu today, and it was the start of everything that would soon follow. The plea is as clear as the sky on a warm summer day: shaded light blue, but despite the lightness, unmistakably blue. Yet, there's a grey cloud that slowly drags floats until it forms a layer over the sky, blurring the view. Just like how your boyfriend's actions blur your short plea. Minsu has no interest in complying your request.

Usually, Minsu would respect your preferences and listen well to you. It's something you don't mean in a sense where a puppy listens well to its owner, but in a different way. You mean that he has a good sense for knowing when someone needs a listening ear and an understanding nod. Though today, it appears like someone is being very stubborn. It's considerable whether that unnamed stubborn person is truly you or Minsu.

You can sense he's trying to approach you, but you're not having any of it. You roll over in bed, distancing yourself from him as far as you can without dropping down from the mattress. When his hands are no longer long enough to reach you without the help of his feet, you lie still.

The breathing that fills the room is heavy. Just like running burns calories, rolling over in bed drains all of your energy. Your tired body fills itself to the brim, overflowing with exhaustion.

"I have to, y/n," Minsu tells you. What he's saying next is something not completely false, but whether it was true is up to the doctor to decide. Though you won't allow a doctor to stop by and use the different equipment on you: not a stethoscope, neither a thermometer. "You're sick."

Your eyes meet for a short moment, the moment that you should be having to see whether he planned on approaching you again. But once you notice the brown eyes are worriedly glancing at you, you melt under them. You're glued to the mattress: too tired to make big motor-skill movements, too influenced by his eyes to decline.

"I'm not sick."

"Then what?" Minsu asks you. He sounds genuinely interested in your answer, despite not dropping his opinion on the situation. The symptoms tell him enough, or at least, more than your words do.

It all started on the last day of the weekend with sleepiness, you slept until three hours after noon, long after Minsu had left the bed. Over the span of four days, the symptoms had worsened. Sleepiness, dizziness, vomiting after a meal and fever. All of those were now at the base of your possible sickness.

"I just didn't sleep well," you excuse the serious symptoms. It's even stupid that you momentarily believe that he will fall for the lame excuse, but after the words leave your lips, you realise that it's far from believable. "You didn't sleep well?" Minsu inquires.

"Then what have you been doing these past hours? Days?" His question-filled words cause the room to not fall silent for a few seconds. On his head are even more questions even though he doesn't need to ask them: he knows you're sick, you are the only one who doesn't seem to realise it.

Caught in a lie, by telling something truthful. That's how you're left once Minsu starts questioning your actions over the past few days. You've been in bed for approximately twenty hours a day, only getting up when you had a meal waiting for you or when you needed to go to the bathroom. Though the minimal amount of sleep was achieved in those days: twenty hours in a bed of which you'd spend only around three sleeping. "I can't sleep well," you say but don't finish there. "... Because I don't feel well."

Wordlessly, Minsu moves to sit on the edge of the bed. "Are you tired?" he inquires curiously. One of his hands is stroking over your bare underarm, while the other is roaming around the bed to find his lost phone. The little device is found after a few seconds of slow-paced hunting, gripped between his thumb and other fingers.

He doesn't miss the way your head lightly moves up and down before you drop it on the pillow. "Let's rest a bit then," he says in a softer tone. His eyes momentarily leave you unwatched, instead, his eyes are on his phone as his fingertip does some fast exploring.

Right as he puts his phone down on the mattress, a soft voice comes from the device. Donggeon's vocals introducing the song that you love so much, the song that allows you to feel the wide range of emotions: it laces your heart and soul.

Minsu's sitting position transitions, within seconds he's lying next to you on the bed. His fingertips that were tracing over your arm, now trail towards your wrist, ending in your hand which he gently holds. Your hand embraced by his, which promotes the nurturing and calm feeling that now spreads through your veins.

A little less than one hundred eighty seconds pass by: each second Minsu's voice seems to fade out a little more. The lyrics he's been serenely singing aligned with the song, slowly become incomprehensible as the sound waves merely arrive in your eardrums. Exhaustion closes your eyelids in a gentle lock, whilst Minsu is the angel that lulls you to sleep.

"Everything's gonna be alright," is the last audible lyric to your ears but Minsu's presence lingers. Bright as the sun on a warm summer day, in an unmistakably blue sky.

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 2 years

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Hey could I request a TO1 reaction to a sensitive s/o (like loud noises, bright lights etc)? Btw I love the way you write, I have no idea how many times I come back to read your writing!.

Ur so sweet that means so much to me ur wonderful :( of course I can do so! I have sensory issues so I totally get this :) I don’t think I can write well for the new boys but will do my best <3 and once again still don’t know how I feel on Chan so ot12 writings for now <3

Pairing: to1 x reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: mention of loud noises and bright lights

♡๑⌓✿ ◍✧* ♡๑⌓✿ ◍✧*♡๑⌓✿ ◍✧* ♡๑⌓✿ ◍♡๑

Chihoon, Donggeon, Minsu Very attentive to you and your body language if he knows ur going to be in a setting that could make you uncomfortable. Chihoon’s especially gonna be alert would stay close to you and probably make special cues you can give him to tell him you wanna get away from the area. Minsu Very understanding of what you need whether space or comfort he’ll be understanding and willing to help in any of the ways he can. Donggeon If there’s gonna be especially loud noises potentially if watching a movie or lighting he’d ask if you’d want him to cover your ears with his hands. If there’s bright lights that are actively bugging you he may go in front of you to shield you a bit from the light as well.

Jaeyun, Kyungho, Jyou Very sweet and concerned boyfriend. One to have a hand on ur back or holding your hand since they want to be close to make sure they’re there if something upsets you. But if you’d rather not deal with physical affection understanding. Jaeyun would check on you throughout a loud movie to see how ur feeling giving you thumbs up and wanting you to give him a yes or no so he can know how ur feeling. Kyungho would be one to massage your shoulders or do acts of service to get ur attention elsewhere and feel calmed down. Jyou would be a very sweet and easily feel bad if he put you in a situation that gave you sensory overload and be quick to ask in leaving or swapping activities if needed. If the light was bothering you he’d see if there is any way to dim it or offer to let you lean in him.

Jisu, Woonggi, Jerome, Daigo all one to be protective of you in these situations and making sure no one bothers you. Very caring of ur well being and treating you with high amounts of care if ur showing signs of discomfort.

Yeojeong and Renta easy to feel bad if they don’t realize sooner that ur upset by a noise or light sooner as they are leaning on a more awkward boyfriends scale to me idk why but I feel like they’d overthink on if ur vibe isn’t ur usual self or if they’re just overthinking it but once they realize they kick their feet and are quick to take you a side and grab you water and talk with you and ask about your sensory issues.

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key201303 · 3 years

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Minsu day = Timestamp game!

Happy birthday to this fluff ball!! ❤❤❤❤ He’s so cute and all I want to do is pinch his soft cheeks 🤧❤ I really hope he has an amazing day ❤❤ Happy birthday Minsu! ❤❤

You already know how this works! Send me an ask with the time and scenario you want and I'll be writing a little timestamp for you❤

Here you have a Birthday prompt list and a fluff prompt list to give you some ideas if you want❤

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hyatoro · 9 months

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[Angst,maybe doft ending if u want to] Minsu with a Reader that's being forced into a marriage,reader doesn't like the idea of being with Minsu too much,but would rather be with him than with a random spoiled omega

-A.M anon!!

Hwang Minsu

Okay so I can’t see this being an arranged marriage through your parents since he and his family never really had much to offer so here’s how it’s twisted to fit a similar narrative.

He’s an orphan so he didn’t really have people to push him into an arranged marriage, but he put his name into one of those match making organizations like a lottery ticket kind of thing. Very little hope, but just a hint of ‘maybe maybe not’.

Your parents had an omega lined up for you, but you’d already met them before and you find them unbearable. So they eventually give you an ultimatum and insist you marry somehow.

So you put your own name into this match making service as a passive thing while you look for other possible matches on your own, but you get a call back sooner than you’d think.

Your match is Hwang Minsu. They have a hard time selling him, since he’s a night shift convenience store worker with little else to his name. But your personal search is coming up short and wait a damn second.

You know this guy. You go to the convenience store he works at like every week for a late night snack.

You shoot a response to the organization and opt to just meet him directly at the store.

When you pull out the email he pulls out his own in surprise.

So you spend your time chatting him up and from this and all your previous interactions he seems good enough. Nothing like that sack of shit your parents wanted to pair you up with.

After a few more visits you ask him straight up, would he want to just marry you.

He’s shocked. You’re a little surprised with yourself too.

Actually he’d been obsessed with you since that time you approached him with the email, gobsmacked that anyone would entertain the idea of being with him.

But he’s hesitant, because he knows for a fact that you don’t know what his scent is since he’s used to wearing scent patches, along with the fact that his scent is fainter than most.

So he says that. “I-I’d love to, but you just have to…” and he peels off the patch and bares his neck to you shyly, worried out of his mind that this is what loses him this chance.

You lean in and take a whiff. It’s weak, which isn’t helped from being suppressed by the patch, but it’s pleasant. You give a non-committal nod as you lean back and relief floods his veins.

The papers fly by in a whirlwind and there’s no real wedding. He’s a little disappointed but he’s overshadowed by him moving in with you. It’s like when a kid first enters a candy store, where they’re all amazed by everything and scared to touch even the walls. And then he takes to it like a fish to water.

You treat him like a roommate, but he treats you like a proper spouse. He greets you when you come back and he learns to cook as best as he can. [See house husband post]

As weird as the dude is, you don’t mind too much since he cleans up after himself. Yes you know what he does with your stuff. As long as it hits the wash and is folded up before you need it then it doesn’t matter.

At some point in the future you can warm up to him and stuff, but that’s how your strange relationship starts.

#Sub!yandere #dom!reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere oc x reader #dom reader #sub yandere #yandere oc #x reader #nightshift!yandere #Hwang Minsu #request #alpha!reader #alpha reader #omega!yandere #omegaverse #AM anon #sorry i couldnt make this one particularly angsty

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avewritesmr · 3 years

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Prompts: “You work too hard.”

Word Count: 454 words

Pairing: Kim Minsu x Male!Reader

Group: TOO

Genre: Fluff

A/N: I just had to write something sweet for Minsu he is so cute 💖

Minsu sighed dropping his bag next to the shoe rack, he toed of his shoes off messily and stumbled into the living room.

y/n was nowhere to be seen, Minsu frowned, he really wanted to see y/n.

Sighing Minsu walked into the kitchen and spotted y/n chopping vegetables, there was a pan simmering on the stove.

Minsu wasted no time in dragging himself towards the older and wrapping his arms around him. y/n made a sound of surprise when Minsu hugged him but didn’t push the shorter away.

“How was work today?” y/n shrugged, he was a man of few words and emotions, so different from Minsu.

“End of the year, we aren’t as busy, you’re really busy though.” Minsu nods, they are busy they’ve just debut and award shows are around the corner, so they’re constantly practicing and preparing now.

“You work too hard.” y/n says softly, “I can run you a warm bath, you just go get a change of clothes.” Minsu smiles.

His boyfriend is rough around the edges and a little obliviously callous but he is very kind, even if those moments of kindness and softness are spaced out and rare.

“Who are you and what have you done with my rough boyfriend?” Minsu expects the older to ignore his comment but instead he turns around and wraps his arms around Minsu’s shoulders.

“Is it really so difficult to believe that I care about you.” Minsu knows the older is joking, his monotone voice just makes him sound more serious than he is.

“Absolutely impossible.” Minsu tells him placing his head on y/n’s chest.

“The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.” Minsu snorts.

“You’re quoting from books I don’t know about again.”

y/n hums, “I could read them to you every night, to help the baby go to sleep.”

“I am not a baby, don’t be mean.”

“You’re about the same size as a 14 year old, you’re basically my child.” Minsu pouts and hits y/n’s shoulder lightly.

“I need to finish cooking, you need to go take a bath.” y/n pulls away from Minsu to head towards the pan on the stove.

“But I don’t want to take a bath alone.”

“And what am I supposed to do about that?” Minsu laughs lightly.

“Finish cooking quickly so we can take a bath together obviously.” y/n hums again.

“Go lay down or something let me finish.” Minsu shakes his head, doesn’t matter if y/n can’t see him. He latches onto y/n’s back again and presses kisses to the older’s shoulders.

y/n sighs, there is no way he is going to convince Minsu to not hang onto him until he is done.

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demonshauntingthedoves · 7 months

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Chapter 1

Perfedious : A disloyal and faithless person.

Pairing : Yandere!Seokjin x female reader (Mirae)

Warnings : Heavy Angst, Family Problems, Age gap, Dilf, Dub-Con, Infidelity, Affair, Toxic Behaviour, Eventual Yandere, Eventual Smut, Just wait for Seokjin's dark Pov [hehehe].

WordCount : 4200+

The bus engine roars to life and so does your heart, anticipating to be free from the weight it holds. As the vehicle pulls away from the curb, you sank deeper into your sit. You closed your eyes and drew out a sigh- surrendering and letting the bus drag you away from the sins you ploughed behind. Your weary eyes were fixated on the window, watching the cityscape fade away gradually. Slowly the streets grew smaller and blurrier.

You glimpsed at your reflection in the windowpane- hollow eyes tiredly fluttering. You saw the reminder of your pain decorating the red rims of your swollen eyes and that was enough to make your tears well up again. You clasped your lashes shut, guilty tears running down your pale cheeks.

In times when everything got too much. Too unbearable.

You'd done one and only one thing and that was runaway.

You'd go away.

Far away from home.

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Harsh remarks, biting sarcasm, belittling words, that was all your mother had for you. Maybe that was what came as second nature to all mothers. They often nagged and ranted to their children.You'd even asked your friend Ari, if her mother also shouted at her all the time.

"Yeah, she scolds me but she always hugs me and caresses me after that." You ten year old friend had told you.

But your mother never did the latter part. She'd just leave you all sad and sobbing alone.

No loving words, no soft caress and no motherly warmth. You never got that. Atleast not after your father left home untold. It was after that day, her resentment towards you and your sister grew like a dark creeper. You'd never known the reason until one day you did.

"Your father left me because I couldn't give him a son!! There was no other reason for him to leave!!" She had spat irrationally on your faces.

It had hurt a lot at the sprouting age of twelve when she called you and your sister a liability. Minsu was older by eight years. Despite getting the same harsh treatment as you, you'd always thought she was at least lucky to have spent more years in the presence of father when everything was well. Unlike you who got no parental love and care.

Your mother had nothing to give you except her indifference.

No love.

No warmth.

And at some point, you stopped craving and begging for it as a child.

As the irritable years went by, it became more and more unnerving. And you no longer wanted to live like a quiet and depressed child, so you rebelled. You'd throw back comments and on queue the whole house would fill with shouts and screams. You were a total of three ladies in the house but the volume of noises that were heard outside were ten folds.

Your mother didn't wavered by your teenage rebellion. She just got more chances to cause drama. Reasonless arguing and condescending words.

Even public humiliation, the one time she came to meet your homeroom teacher. Nothing was worse when Miss.Choi had awkwardly asked you if she was your stepmother because indeed she treated you like one.

It became so exhausting that you gave up on fights and found ways to escape.

You stayed extras in school, went for night camps and trips, you just ran away from home.

This kept you away from your mother's temper tantrums for days.

You'd sleep more peacefully under the open starry sky than the roof of your own home.

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You were seventeen, when you had quite fortunately stumbled into this good-looking young man.

That time your nose had almost flared in anger looking at the feets of the stranger who had made you fall down until you looked up to see a handsome face.

That was the very first time you saw Seokjin.

Your face had changed from a dark shade of red to light shade of pink as you awed beautiful man.You were literally ogling at him from your tumbled down position.He was in his creaseless suit and dress pants.You had pretended to not notice the buckle of your knees when you took in his appearance.

How could a person be so handsome?

Your next camping trip was filled with whispers and giggles about the handsome man you had encountered and quite obviously got a little crush on. Your friend Ari had teased you all along the trip.She'd winked and nudged you with mischievous eyes and playful smile whenever you both shared a task and left you flustered.

It was under the canvas tents, that Ari had filled your head with intriguing and exciting scenarios about the man while chattering like a gleeful cat who was happy for her best friend to find a man for herself. Though it was far from the truth.

That day a tender symphony had played faintly in your heart.

That night, you had dreamt about him out of your impending fascination and admiration. 'His broad back; adorned in a white tuxedo; facing you. And then he turned back slowly- you stared at his beutific face, then his styled hair, then his pillowy lips and then his pretty eyes which fluttered up to look at you. You saw the caves filled with gems and diamonds in his sparkling eyes. And then you saw the velvet box in his hand which extended towards you.The box opened to reveal a precious diamond ring glazing so brightly that you shut your eyes from its intensity.'

Only to open your eyes and see Ari's groggy face the next morning.

Just the reminder of the fantasy brought a blushing hue on your face and fluttery feeling in your stomach. When you told Ari, she had squealed so loud in the bus and grinned at you.

"Your eyes are literally shining since you saw him, you know that." Ari told you in excitement.

"In all honesty, we should really go find him and then why not give it a try!!" Ari suggested.

And you shushed her because the single thought of meeting him again gave you tingles everywhere.

You had seen many girls with teeny tiny crushes but never thought you'd be one.

But again

You knew you were being stupid to dream about a man who was probably twice your age.

But again

It wouldn't hurt to dream.

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In the drapes of spring blossom, your sister got married.

As the vows and kisses were exchanged beneath the flower beds, your heart too, like the petals, fell to the ground.

The diamond in her ring finger shined just like the coat of tears welling up in your eyes.

Happy tears and sad tears.

You feigned the biggest smile till your cheeks hurt.

You had never thought you'd be so upset from inside at your beloved sister's wedding but you couldn't help it.

It was worth a grimace how familiar her groom looked to the man in your dreams.

Because indeed it was him.

Kim Seokjin

What a laughable coincidence it was!

Everything had happened so abruptly.

On the day you returned from your trip, you saw Seokjin for the second time.

But the foolish grin on your face was wiped away the moment you saw him sitting on your couch with your sister.

Their hands were intertwined like lovers.

And you were more surprised to see your mother's pleased face, who soon after declared they could wed in the coming week. The little celebration was carried on with clinks of wine glasses and plates of special dishes.

And you sat there dumbfounded and baffled by the sudden decision.

Minsu hadn't said a single thing about this.

Your sad face never went unnoticed by her and she explained to you with a calm sigh,

" I know Rae, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you but I was unaware that he liked me just as much I liked him."

"And then he proposed to me all of a sudden and I didn't feel like there was a single reason to say no."

And then she smiled bashfully like a damsel.

"Fate is a wondrous thing, Rae. I'm so grateful to the scriptor above wrote him in my fate."

Damn the scriptor.

You stomach had churned when you asked her,

"Do you love him?"

She looked at your glassy eyes.

"Do you think I'll marry a man I don't love?"

"Ofcourse I love him. Who wouldn't?" You felt your breath sink from her last sentence. You had seen the love and sincerity in her eyes.

Then her gaze shifted with concern to you and she squeezed your shoulder lightly.

"You are happy, right?" She asked you.

Your eyes darted away. You couldn't do this to her. You would not crush over her man. You should not.

You pulled her in a tight hug and hid your face as hopeless tears ran down your cheeks. You didn't know why you were feeling this myriad of emotions all of a sudden.

You couldn't place your finger on what you were feeling. There were so many things at once.

"Ofcourse I'm happy for you. J-just don't forget about me. Don't leave me alone with that omen." You heard her chuckle as she patted your hair.

"I will never leave you Rae, I promise."

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And that was how you stood beside her as her maid of honour. You stole a few glances at Seokjin who was so blissfully unaware about the way your heart and stomach felt tingles by looking at him.

You were so shameless to stare at him with intent just to see if he was really there and you weren't dreaming again.

You're not gonna lie but Seokjin looked so exquisite in his attire. So so beautiful that you almost got lost in watching him smile.

Seokjin wanted to have a small and uncrowded ceremony. He booked a hotel which was decorated like paradise. Interior graced with soft looking pink and white roses. And the garden was filled with cherry blossoms.

It was a wedding everyone dreamt of.

Under the trees, you sat with a pout and looked at the couple who were busy posing and capturing the memories of their wedding in the garden. Post wedding shoot.

Seokjin and Minsu,

They looked good together.

Now that you consider thinking, you were actually being childish and stupid to even have thought that you held any chance with him.

It was a stupid crush.

Little doration and little fascination, that was it all.

And it was plain stupid and dumb, to put so much strain and stress to your mind with whatever you were feeling.

Not only you but anyone would wish to have a man like him.

That's it.

One thing you knew was Minsu was dear to you and you'd do anything for.

So what you had to do now was let go of this stupid crush and the intrusive thoughts that came with it.

He was your brother in law now.

Avoid it or not.

And yet again you couldn't control the loud beating of your heart as he walked over to where you sat. Behind him, Minsu was still posing in her wedding gown.

You inhaled his expensive rosewood perfume as he sat down beside you.

Thank God your ears were covered by your hair or else he would have seen how red and hot they had turned.

"So, did you enjoy the wedding, Mirae?" He tried to strike a conversation with you.

You tried not to shy away from his gaze even if you were squealing inside just by hearing your name roll down his tongue.

" I-I did, it was gorgeous with all the flowers." You smiled and stared at the rose in his hand.

"And the food?"

" I didn't get to try the buffet yet because mother warned me to not eat before you both. I need to accompany you both."

Your voice grew smaller at the end thinking you spoke more than you needed to.

You heard his melodious chuckles looking at your frowning face.

"You don't need to worry about it, you can just go and have the food. Minsu had specially selected your favourite dishes."

Your eyes brightened at that and you looked up at him only to see him fondly smiling at you. He looked so princely. Your hands unintentionally squeezed the fabric of your baby pink dress.

You shook your head,

"No, I'll better wait for you both. And I guess Minsu's shoot is about to end."

You both looked at Minsu who was flaunting in her white gown ahead. Dangling a large bouquet of roses in her hand.

In your periphery, you saw him fiddling with a rose in his hand. He might have used it for the photoshoot.

You flinched when a blossom fell on you and he laughed at you. Your cheeks would have been dusted red by now.

"Why don't we go on a walk near the river until she gets back?"

He gestured towards the river at the other end of the garden. You gave a tiny nod and walked side by side.

The ceremony had ended by late noon and now the sun was dipping down the river. You had to crane your neck up just to look at his side face.

" I didn't get to ask this before but are you happy for your sister? "

You were stunned for a moment but put up a smile and replied,

"Yes, why would I not be? You both love each other and that's enough for me to be happy for her"

That's enough for me to let my chance go.

You were already getting tired to answer this same question again and again. Sick of convincing yourself that you were, happy.

You gulped when he observed your face for a few seconds, his eyes reflecting the golden sunset behind you and then he nodded.

Peering into his bourbon eyes was making your breath uneven. He was so so handsome, you had never witnessed a man like him. It was so hard for you to conceal the velvet fondness in your eyes.

You tried not to stare.

You tried not to show.

You were about to turn your face away to stare at the river on other side and also to hide your reddened face. But he tucked your elbow lightly,

"Wait"

His face was merely away from yours as he leaned down with furrowed brows. Your heart almost cried happily at his soft touch.

The symphony had come back and played in your heart again. Pellucid.

His leaned closer and his sweet wine-tinged breath hit you. Your legs were shaking under your frock. You were being skittish. If not for the light grasp he had on your hand, you would have staggered back and fell in the open river. Because your legs were out of control.

Like your heart.

Like your breath.

Like the ruby blood rushing to your full cheeks.

What were you feeling?

And what was he doing?

He plucked something from your lash and held the tiny piece of petal that had stuck in your lashes unknowingly.

"Uh, I saw this. It would have gone in your eye so I removed it."

He said simply as if he didnt just wrench your breath away and backed away.

You swiftly turned around to look at the shining ripples of water. Your eyes darted everywhere but at him.

You gasped when you saw something on the ground and crouched to pick it up.

Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows and leaned to look at the little leaf flat against your little palm, as you showed it to him.

A four-leaf clover

"You know it's so rare to find. Only the luckiest ones get the chance."

He was amused by hearing that and asked,

"So does it have more speciality?"

You nodded hurried and told him,

" Yes it does! The first three leaves are for hope, faith and love. And the fourth one which is rare to exist brings luck."

"Hmm..So aren't you the lucky one?"

You wanted to laugh and tell him that you were anything but.

It was ironic

To find a four clover on one your unluckiest days, if you put it out like that.

You grinned at him to hide your grimace and shrugged,

" I hope so I am."

" Ofcourse you are, now you got a brother-in-law at your side."

He said playfully and proudly.

Your insides winced at the mention of that awful term, you were already annoyed with that claim.

"But honestly, I will always love and protect Minsu, and hopefully take care of you too. I never thought I'd have such a little sister in law." He babbled his confession.

You had got so caught up with that 'take care of you too' that you didn't hear what he said next.

"I know how you two have been close and dealt with-with your mother, but I promise that- from now on I'll keep your sister happy."

You were melting at his words, at his need to constantly reassure you. That he found you important enough to assure it to. He was making you feel like the bigger person by saying those sugary words. And no one had ever taken that effort.

He even offered you the small pink rose in his hand to seal his promise.

And you took it with dreamy eyes, which you were sure won't get any sleep tonight.

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The bus screeched to a halt. You stepped down clumsily, clutching your bag. The bus drove off and you spun to walk forward as strides of your heels hit the cobblestoned lane of the small town.

The memories of your childhood swirled around you, winding through the streets like fleeting chuckles. Lollipops. Paper windmills. Little balloons. Your father.

This was his hometown.

The breeze caressed your face as if reassuring you that everything will be alright. You reached the designated home and knocked on the wooden door, only to be greeted by your Grandma's mushy face which bloomed with a welcoming smile.

The haven of herbs and medicines greet you next. Your grandma was a traditional therapist. She was known around for her herbal therapy. Everyone came to her 'Healing Home' for cure.

And maybe you did too. You came here for a cure. To seek her healing water which would wash you off your sins. To seek a balm to treat the wounds of remorse.

And to seek a refugee to coop up your pathetic broken self in.

It came easy for you to conceal what's inside you- your feelings. Conceal. Hide. Obscure them. That was what you had done all your life.

So just like your feelings, you wanted to hide yourself to. Anywhere. Away from prying eyes. Distant the whispers of blame and shame in your head. Detach yourself from his lingering scent.

You wanted to hide away and curl and cry and sought and mend yourself. And nothing was better than your grandmother's mending shelter.

She offered you tea. Caramel evenings were spend with honey teas and baked cinnamon rolls. You talked to her and told her how you wanted to take a break away from the city. You lied to her that office work was stressing and making you sick. You needed time away from all that and find peace.

Away from home.

Away from him.

Next I Main Masterlist

A/N : This chapter is pretty much about female mc and how she starts to like Seokjin.The seed is just sown. NGL it was way to angsty. Seokjin is good and kind in this and will be in further chapters until the facade slips.

Hope you all like this. Also comment if you wanna get added in the tag list.

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