#nam joon imagine
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TO BE (yours) // KNJ
he'll give in... right?
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oc has always had a crush on her bodyguard, nam joon. when her monthly family dinner goes to shit, she turns to him for comfort. tonight, it was different. tonight, he just might give her exactly what she wants
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pairing: bodyguard nam joon + heiress oc
au/genre:
bodyguard au
one shot
porn with(out) plot
warnings: oc has some grandma issues, oc is insanely unhinged (oc makes nam joon watch as she pleasures herself), masturbation/fingering (oc makes him hold her hand while she fingers herself), nipple play, blow job (oc chokes), slapping (of face and ass) and riding... name calling (joon calls her a slut, whore, and bitch), cockwarming ?? making out,, yeah idk ! find the rest out for urself ;)
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“I hate this fucking life!”
Before you can slam your bedroom door shut, a foot is placed to prevent you from doing so.
You huff, knowing exactly who is following you.
There was no point putting up a fight. Regardless of what you do, you know exactly how he would handle you. So, you move on. You focus on your feelings and the stress wrapped around it. As you take off your skirt and unbutton your blouse, he makes his way to his regular position.
Nam Joon stands beside the door, feet firmly planted on the ground, his hands placed in front, and his gaze straight ahead. If this was any other bodyguard, their presence would irritate you and ignite your anger even more… But this was Nam Joon.
It’s different.
Oddly enough, there's a sense of comfort when he's around. It feels like it's okay for you to be angry and throw a tantrum. He'd cover for you. He'd protect you. He'd deal with you.
Regardless, this is routine.
Once a month, you attend your infamous grandmother’s family dinner. There, you’d share your company’s progress and plans, and receive criticism.
No praise.
No empathy.
No encouragement.
It is never good enough for her. Even though you have a more successful business than your siblings and cousins—it meant nothing To your grandmother, it didn’t matter.
It always better.
To do better.
To be better.
After these horrendous dinners, you’d go home in tears. The pressure she’d put on you is often unnecessary, but you feel it. To your very core, you feel how intense the need to please her is.
Sometimes, you were angry. Often, you were sad.
For comfort, you’d typically contact your family friend, Jung Hoseok for some… Release. Sometimes, it was talking things through. Other times, it included fucking… But those nights were rare.
During those times, Nam Joon would wait outside the door. It made you wonder that night if he liked what he heard… Or if he felt jealous…
If he even gave it a second thought at all.
You see…
You’ve been unhinged since birth. By your grandmother’s orders, she hired a bodyguard service for you. To keep you in check or whatever (as if you’re this wild child that isn’t running the biggest company in your family). To keep you safe. To keep an eye on you. To keep you from doing bad things.
Sucks to suck because the only bad thing you want to do is your bodyguard.
Thank you, Grandma!
When Nam Joon came into your life, it felt like Christmas. He’s tall, handsome, smart, and funny in his own ways. If anything, he’s perfect for you. Aside it being his job, you really feel like he knows you. Your next moves and even your feelings—he’s good at predicting and protecting them.
It’s like not you could hide your intentions and attraction either. No, you take any and every chance to flirt with him.
Truth be told, you really need him to dick you down.
“Crazy how I’m literally changing in front of you and you would rather look at the wall,” you tease, as you unclip your bra and throw it at his head.
Nam Joon removes your bra from his head and continues to stay silent. Him ignoring you is something he does when he knows your emotions are high.
Rolling your eyes, you open your closet and grab your pajamas. You chose wisely, of course… You noticed Nam Joon’s eyes linger a little longer when you wear flimsy things. So, that’s exactly what you wear tonight.
A little ditzy floral pyjama set.
The fabric itself is thin and tight, making it easy for your nipples and the curve of your breast to be outlined. The shorts are practically panties… Guess you won’t be needing underwear either, right?
Once you put on the top, you bend down to take your underwear off. You throw it back, aiming for his head again. Perfectly, it lands just where you want it to.
“Oops! Sorry, I meant to get that in my laundry bin.” You explain, laughing as you put the shorts on.
You see Nam Joon’s shoulders rise and fall. He sighs, as he takes your underwear off of his head and places it in your laundry bin for you.
Cutely, you bump into him as you make your way to bed. Nam Joon purses his lips at you, almost feeling the need to choke when he sets his eyes on your pajamas.
You were doing this on purpose.
He knows it.
Tilting your head at him, you ask, “Do you like it?”
Nam Joon clears his throat as he stands to the side. Gestures at your bed, he ignores your question but replies with; “you’ve had a long day, Ms. ___. Please go to bed.”
“You know what else is long?”
“Ms. ___—”
“Oh, come on!” you whine, as you drop to your knees. “It’s not like this is the first time I’ve asked.”
“It’s also not the first time I’m saying no,” he chuckles. Then, he bends down, grabs you by the waist, and lifts you.
Your heart begins to race as he carries you.
He’s done this only a couple of times—more because you were having a temper-tantrum and he had to remove you from the environment. There was also this one time when you were crying so much at your grandmother’s dinner table that he swooped in like a knight in shining armour. That was probably the day you felt something for him…
A feeling beyond your wet pussy, that is.
Nam Joon sets you gently on your bed. As you lay, you reach for his hand. He turns to you and blinks.
“Joon…”
“Did you need something?”
“You.”
He squints his eyes at you.
“Go to sleep, Ms. ___.”
“Awh, come on!” you cry as he leaves your side. You miss your heart fluttering already. “You don’t even have to make me cum—”
With a warning tone, he interrupts you. “Goodnight, Ms. ___.”
Annoyed, you shift around your bed and attempt to make yourself comfortable. Unfortunately for you, all you can think about are your grandmother’s harsh words from tonight's dinner and the silence of your siblings and cousins whose lips did not even twitch to defend you.
Your grandmother’s invasive words begin to consume you. The feeling is… Horrible. It was rough, to say the least. Maybe, instead of distracting yourself… You could use Nam Joon for something else.
“Do you think my grandma hates me?” you ask with a weary tone.
Nam Joon reaches over to dim your bedroom lights and takes his time to walk back to his placement. As he does so, he thinks about it. This was also routine of you….
To hit on him, to get sad and look for comfort, and then finally go to sleep. It wasn’t every night—just the family dinner ones. On the regular, it would just be you making one or two flirtatious commentaries and then falling asleep as soon as possible.
Moments where you look for validation and comfort he thinks these are the purest moments of you. The fact that you’re about to rest, but can’t because you’re reflecting on the things that make you feel uneasy… Well, let’s just say that it’s on the list of reasons why he hasn’t quit his job. Aside from liking his profession, he also likes you.
There’s never a dull moment.
“I think she just wants you to be the best.” He answers plainly. “She just doesn’t express it well.”
You sigh. “So that means what I do right now isn’t the best? It’s not good enough? Is that it?”
“No,” Nam Joon shakes his head. “I think she expects more because you are more. The potential she wants from you is real because it lives in you. She’s impatient about seeing it, but business is all about growth and building. Ms. ___, you know you’re amazing, right? You’re perfect. Your grandmother could never hate you even though it may feel like it.”
Snickering, you cross your arms. “Are you just saying that because you’re on her payroll?”
“No,” he assures you. “I’m saying it because it’s the truth. Besides, you’re smart enough to know when I’m lying anyway.”
His words hit you.
Suddenly feel better. There’s no other way of explaining why. Sometimes, all you really need is a friend… But being friends with Nam Joon?
You hate that.
“... So, you think I’m amazing?”
Nam Joon doesn’t respond.
So, you try again.
“If I’m so amazing… Then, why don’t you want me? No one’s here, you know! It’s just you and me. Nothing bad is gonna happen… You don’t need to protect me—”
“Ms. ___—”
“I’ve wanted you for so long… You know it too! Come on, I know you just as well as you know me—“
“Highly doubt that, princess.”
“I want to know you… All of you,” you confess, quickly getting out of bed. You stand in front of him and look up at him. Batting your eyelashes, you try to sound as innocent as possible. “Tell me you don’t want me.”
Nam Joon feels a shiver.
He gulps as you place your hand on his chest, slowly moving it around to feel him. In an even slower motion, you begin to slide your hand down from his chest to his abdomen. He lowers his gaze at you as you give him pleading eyes. Gulping, he watches your hands make their way to his belt.
Then, he stops you.
Just as you’re about to unbuckle it, he grabs your wrists and pulls you up.
“I don’t want you.”
His words cut deep and his tone is harsh.
Too harsh.
There’s a look in his eyes that you’re well aware of. In that understanding, you don’t feel so awful anymore. So, you keep your head high. If he wants to play like this, then so be it.
Let’s play.
“Good thing I’m smart and I know when you’re lying.” You then place your hand on his cheeks and squish his lips together. Tiptoeing, you place a small kiss on his lips.
Nam Joon is caught off guard.
This never happened before! It never went this far…
He thought he was immune to you. In a cliché sense, he didn’t this would happen. He’d be an idiot to not recognize that sexual tension between you two since the very beginning—but he never pictured it like this.
He never pictured his dreams to come true.
Just as Nam Joon is about to give in, you pull away.
It’s then that he hates himself. He wishes he spent more time memorizing the way your lips felt against his. Who knows if you’d ever do this to him again, right? This was a once-in-a-million for him.
You’re his one.
“Since you want to stand there and watch… Fine. Stand there and watch.”
Without saying another word, you twirl his tie in your hand and gentle tug him to follow as you make your way back to your bed. Nam Joon doesn’t really move though. He stays still, only letting his head turn as you let go of his tie. He watches with lustful eyes as you crawl onto your bed. Positioning yourself, you lean your back against your headboard and sit up in a way where you can comfortably plant your feet. Nam Joon’s eyes almost fall out of his head the second you suck on your fingers, open your legs, and shove your lubed fingers inside your shorts.
Nam Joon feels stuck.
He should look away, right? For some reason, he can’t. He has looked the other way every time you changed or tried to kiss him… Tonight, was different.
Tonight, he was weak.
As you let out a breathy moan, you begin to rub yourself.
Feeling the way your soft pussy is against your fingers, you whimper at the thought of Nam Joon caving and taking his place in between your legs. You apply some pressure and rub circles on your clit. Doing this begins slowly, but as you stare at Nam Joon in his suit, you can’t help but feel sensations in your pelvis. You rub yourself faster, feeling your legs tighten as you do so.
You rub yourself for what feels like a good 5 minutes. Noticing how quiet it suddenly became and how he’s not making any comments, you take this opportunity to tease him.
With a small voice, you ask, “N-Nam Joon… A-are y-you watching?”
He doesn’t respond.
“Can y-you look at me, p-please?” you stutter through the sensation. “I’m touching my pussy for you… So you have to be watching, okay? This is for you.”
Expecting silence, Nam Joon surprises you with his words.
“I’m watching, princess.”
You feel a relief.
In an even softer tone, you whine, “Good. D-do you like it? Do you like what you see? Am I doing it right?”
“Yeah,” he confesses. “Doing so good, princess. Don’t stop.”
Biting your lip, you spread your legs out even more. As you rub yourself, you squirm from the feeling of this not being enough.
Meanwhile, Nam Joon feels like he’s stuck in a trance. He can’t keep his eyes off of you as you pleasure yourself. He wishes to do it for you… But not yet. A part of him is curious to see how far you can push yourself. How much can you take? How far will you go? He wants to know when he’s needed… He wants to wait it out and let you have this.
“My pussy is leaking through my shorts… Is it pretty?”
Nam Joon’s breath hitches. “Yeah. It’s pretty.”
“I’m glad you think so… I’m thinking of you. You made this mess.”
The truth is, he’s afraid when you give this to him… He won’t be able to quit. He’ll be selfish. He’ll have you any way he wants and ignore what you want. So, this is him being considerate. This is him being patient. This is him letting you have your fun.
“Should I stick my fingers inside?”
He utters a hiss... Yet, with a soft tone, he encourages you, “Do what you want.”
“I need help.”
Nam Joon huffs. “You can do it yourself. If you can start this, you can finish.”
You groan, throwing your head back. “A-arghh, fine… Can you hold my hand though?”
He raises a brow.
But he also picks up his feet and makes his way to you.
He stands on the side of your bed and offers you his hand. Gladly, you take it. With your other hand, you split your folds open. Tugging on his hand, you pout.
“Can you spit on it? I would do it but… Your spit would help me cum faster.”
Too stunned to speak, Nam Joon sucks his inner cheek, runs his tongue along his teeth, and gathers spit from the back of his throat. He then leans over and—
“Mhmm,” you moan, massaging his spit in your pussy. “Fuck, that got me so horny. Are you horny?”
Nam Joon glares at you.
“Hurry up and cum,” he hisses. “ I’m supposed to be watching—”
“You are, aren’t you?”
Nam Joon gets the feeling you’re alluding to something completely different from his job. It makes him sick to his stomach that he’s fucking into it. God, did you have to be this compelling? All he can do is push you away… At least, try to.
“This is getting ridiculous.”
You let a small laugh escape your lips. “Are you serious?”
He shrugs.
“Nam Joon, you’re holding my hand, spitting on my pussy, and about to watch me finger myself… Me asking you if you’re horny is where you’re deciding this is ridiculous—”
“___, just fucking cum already.”
Instantly, you roll your eyes at him.
The attitude.
He needs his dick sucked or something.
In response, you wiggle your fingers at him. He gives you a blank expression and turns away for a moment. You take that as your sign to start. With one finger, you insert it inside you. Your pussy clenches and your reaction extends to you squeezing Nam Joon’s hand. As you finger yourself, you try to focus on hitting your climax.
It’s much more frustrating than it is easy. The man whose cock you desperately want inside of you is just fucking standing there while your fingers do you no justice.
So, in the silence of your dimly lit bedroom, you shut your eyes and imagine him more intensely. You imagine Nam Joon’s fingers inside you. You imagine how his lips would feel against your skin. How his soft tongue would feel like giving your clit kitten licks. You moan at the very thought, and get excited over the fact that he’s actually here. Even though he’s not touching you the way you want right now, at least he was here.
He was watching.
Listening to every whimper.
Every breathy utter of his name.
Then, you feel the sensation in between your legs take over. You pump your fingers faster and lazily begin to rub yourself to finish off. You squirm, murmuring his name in between breaths.
Nam Joon can’t stop watching the way your pussy spreads and how tiny your fingers are. Every time you squeeze his hand, his eyes dart to the way your pussy gets more swollen. On top of that, he loves the way your chest rises. Your nipples are so fucking hard right now.
He’d kill to lick them.
To bite them.
To suck on them.
Fuck it.
Maybe he should fold.
So lost in thought, he misses it. In a blink of an eye, you cum and let out a lewd moan. As you catch your breath, you let go of his hand and massage your pussy.
“Are you finished?” Nam Joon asks.
You let out a dramatic sigh. “Yeah, I guess. It was fun but honestly? I’m still horny.”
“Not good enough?”
“You tell me,” you grab his hand and tug him to your pussy.
He didn’t expect it.
It’s too late for him. By the time he registered what you were doing, his fingers were already inbetween your folds. You hold his wrist and control the way he touches you. Dragging his hands up and down, you feel tingles begin again.
“See? I came, right?”
“Y-yeah,” Nam Joon stutters for the first time tonight. “So wet.”
You scoff. “I usually cum more than this… This is so weird! I don’t get what I did wrong. I thought of you as usual—”
“Princess…” He takes his hand away, signaling you that you’re crossing the line. Shrugging, you offer him an innocent look. “Don’t.”
“Taste me,” you suggest. “If you don’t like the way I taste then you can go back to your little spot over there and do whatever you want. You can keep listening and watching me pleasure myself… But just know, I won’t cum for a long time. I’m horny as fuck but I just can’t get off all by myself! It’s too hard… Deal?”
“Deal? You’re insane,” he grumbles. “Do you hear yourself?”
“I do…” you assure him. “Do you hear me? Because it doesn’t have to be like that. You can stand over there—hey, I’ll even let you jerk off—or you can do it yourself. Make me cum. Fuck me as hard as you can. Take what you want. Your choice.”
Nam Joon gulps as you sit up and wrap your arms around his neck. Tilting your head at him, you look into his eyes and wait for his decision.
Nam Joon waits for a second too long.
Your gaze softens as you take his silence as a no. That’s okay. You can just keep touching yourself and drag it out longer. It’d be fun for you anyway… This was his loss.
As you pull away, just as you’re about to lay down, Nam Joon cups your cheeks and crashes his lips against yours. He kisses you deep, slipping his tongue in. You waste no time, finding his tongue and sucking on it as he pull away for air. You smile against his kiss, and continue to make out with him. His hands travel from your cheeks to your breast and holy shit.
You’re so fucking happy.
He palms your breasts and pays special attention to your nipples. They’re so hard and sensitive. He knows it. So, he takes his time.
First, he pitches them lightly. You gasp and he laughs into the kiss. Mumbling, “sorry, sorry… my bad, princess,” into your kiss. He runs his thumb over your nipples, stimulating your drive evn more. He then twists them and earns another gasp from you. This time, a moan follows. Next, he cups your entire breast with his hands and squeezes them. Pulling away from the kiss, he scrunches your top over your breasts and dives in.
He licks your nipples, slaps your breasts, and bites them.
God, when he bites them—
“O-okay, okay,” you stop him, “gonna need you to start fucking me or else I’m gonna cum with you just doing this.”
“Like me that much?” he teases.
You glare at him. “Might lose interest after seeing your dick though.”
With that, Nam Joon folds.
He towers over you, as your hands instantly make their way to unbutton his shirt. Midway through, he kisses you. It’s deep and desperate—like he has wanted this for so long too.
When his shirt is off, you move on to unbuckle his belt. You do it as quickly as possible, ever so happy to finally be able to see his length. Taking his pants off, he tosses them aside.
You can’t believe it.
His cock is so perfect.
It’s chiseled like it’s meant to be art.
“Okay, y-yeah,” you choke. “I’m interested.”
Before he can even respond, Nam Joon throws his head back from the pleasure of you sucking his dick. Holy shit, you just went for it.
As your mouth wraps around his tip, you take in how he tastes. The precum that sat in the crease of his tip was a little salty. He tastes even better the more you suck. His cock in your mouth is so big. It’s full, girthy, and long. Without needing to try, his length hits the back of your throat multiple times. With teary eyes, you gag, choke, and slobber all of his fat cock.
Like a fucking dog.
Like a fucking bitch.
Like his fucking whore.
Nam Joon loves the sight.
He takes a handful of your hair and fucks himself deeper in your pretty mouth. This time, when his cock hits the back of your throat, he holds you still. You breathe in through your nose, sucking as much of him as you can. When you let out an intense gasp for air, he pulls away and feels his stomach twist as strings of your saliva drip.
Nam Joon repositions you.
He lays down on his back and places you on top of him. There, you let your hands roam his chest as he helps you take your shorts off. His pecks are large and rock-hard. You love the way they feel and as he takes heavy breaths in, you note the way his abs flex.
It’s such a beautiful sight.
“This is what you wanted, right?” Nam Joon scoffs, as he reaches for his dick. He pumps himself lazily before placing it at your entrance. “Want me so bad? Let’s see how much. Do you think you can last bouncing on my cock? You barely lasted 10 minutes fingering yourself. You were thinking about me too, right? Holding my hand and shit? Have you always been a fucking whore?”
You pout, nodding. “Yeah. I am such a fucking whore for you… I’ve been so patient. Did I wait well?”
Without warning, Nam Joon slaps you in the face.
“This is about me,” he growls. “You want me. You have me. You get to fuck me. Get that? You waited, and you got the prize. Me. Shut the fuck up and do your fucking job, slut. I’ll praise you when I want. Don’t ask for it. Understand?”
You nod.
He slaps your face again.
“Answer me, bitch.”
You bite your bottom lip. “I understand.”
“Good,” Nam Joon says, satisfied. “Whenever you’re ready…”
You purse your lips, asking for one more kiss. He kisses you, and as he does so, you take his cock and try to put it in. For some reason, perhaps because of how wet you are, his cock keeps slipping or your hole is just too fucking small for him. When he realizes what’s going on, he sits up a little.
In a low tone, he offers, “Here, I’ll help you put it in.”
You look at him as he guides it in. You watch how soft his gaze turns the minute you sink into his member. You swear he feels the butterflies too. As you adjust to his size, you begin to move a little. Rolling your hips, you also add a little bounce. For stability, you place your hands on his chest.
“That’s it,” he moans, “my slut is such a good girl.”
“Mhmm,” you breathe, “s-so good. You fill me up so good, Joon.”
As you ride him, you begin to feel more and more desperate for his cock to fuck you. This entire time, you had been doing all the work and goddamn it’s fucking exhausting. You slam your pussy onto his dick visciously, picking up the pace and trying to catch your orgasm—but you get so fucking tired.
It’s so annoying.
“I—” you cry, “a-agghhh!”
“I got you.”
Suddenly, Nam Joon wraps his arms around your body and holds you tight. It’s like a hug, but as he does it, he drills his fucking cock into you. Like never before, you feel his length reach spots you missed as you rode him. Nam Joon drills like there’s no tomorrow. It’s so rough and intense, he slaps your ass while he’s at it. You’re constantly moaning, and at this point—
“You like it like this, little slut? Such a fucking whore for wanting it like this… Gonna take my cum? Gonna get so fucked up you can��t walk tomorrow?”
“Mhmmm,” you sob. “Yes, I want it like this. J-just like that! Fuck yes, yes, yes!”
“You think about this, huh? Always imagining how it’d be like for me to fuck you? Are you happy now? Are you fucking happy? Greedy little bitch always gets what she wants, huh?”
“So happy,” you gasp. “I love your cock. You’re so good to me, Joon.”
Something inside him flips. He loves the way you say his name. He loves the way this feels and is even more in love with the way that it’s with you. With that being said…
He fucks you harder.
Rough, sloppy, messy.
It’s so fucking good that you grip onto his hair and let out a few sobs. You murmur his name into his ear and your pussy clenches every time he kisses you. You bury your face in the crook of his neck and concentrate on how blissful this all is. After a few moments—
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—”
You cum.
But it doesn’t stop there.
Even though you came, he didn’t.
Nam Joon continues to fuck you through your orgasm as he reaches his. Feeling the sensation, he curls his toes and digs his cock deep into you as he releases. Nam Joon stuffs his cum inside you, and pumps in and out a few more times.
Then, he leaves it inside.
As his cum spills, he keeps his cock inside you. Too tired to pull out, but also too in his head. He wants this to last longer than it has. He wants it again if possible… But that’s asking for too much. He knows it.
Without exchanging any words, you lift your face and lean in. You and Nam Joon make out, nice and slow. It’s so opposite from what you two were just doing… But it was nice. You even play with his hair as you two kiss. He likes it. You know he does because he smirks against your lips.
When you pull away, it’s like a wave of emotions hit Nam Joon.
What the fuck did he just do?
He isn’t sure what to say or to do… All he knows is that it was good. It was fun. He had wanted this moment for a while too. Is that something he should regret? Getting what he has wanted and waited for? He doesn’t know.
As you two lay beside one another, you reach for him and curl into his embrace. Quickly, you fall asleep. The entire thing tired you out. Nam Joon contemplates if he should get up and resume to his usual service… Or should he just lay here? Be with you?
Was that an option?
Either way, he knows one things for sure…
He’d be here in the morning.
To protect you.
To fuck you.
To be yours.
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CAN'T GET ENOUGH. knj.
pair. idol namjoon x f. reader.
genre. established relationship, long distance, have never said I love you.
warnings. +18, daddy kink, unprotected sex, power imbalance, rough sex, filthy sex, dirty talk, fingering, namjoon is really demanding, lil degradation.
synopsis; you’ve been waiting for me so patiently, I know, I’ll reward you, you little slut! or namjoon has 3 free days from the military service and he decides to enjoy them with you.
word count: 3.5k
A/N: I haven't write a fic in seven years, I hope this lives to the today's standards. kive
It was already sunset, everything felt quiet and lonely in the apartment, music had become a sad thing to play, so enjoying silence had become your main thing the last 3 months, since he had gone, as a foreigner you didn't fully comprehend the concept behind military service, in your country military had never been a big thing, consequences of being an small country that never seem to need it, so the moment that you realize that Namjoon actually had to enlist for around 2 years made a fissure in your heart, you really could not imagine how life was going to be for you, for both of you during that time, will your relationship be able to fight the distance? you had already been dating for over a year and everything felt like a fairytale, sneaking around, going to cafes in the countryside, hiding in your apartments, the sneaky kisses, grabbing hands under the table, and hiding your relationship from everyone else, because it was safer for both of you, it made things fun and exciting, but of course it was sad too, not being able to go around seoul’s streets holding hands, not being able to share pictures of you together, not being able to kiss him whenever you wanted and denying the obvious from everyone, that you were completely in love with Kim Nam Joon.
You knew that it was going to be the result after accepting that personal assistant job, but it was ok, the pay was amazing, the opportunities were amazing, you were going to be working side by side with someone you have already admired for years, so just keeping a lid in your feelings wasn't going to be a hard sacrifice, but two whole years being behind the smart, handsome, and talented men that namjoon was, proved to be way harder than you thought It'll be, of course you got drunk, of course you forgot with who you were with, and of course it ended up with you, namjoon, the empty hall in your building, and you shouting to the world that your boss was the most beautiful men that you have ever seen and of course that it would be a pleasure to have his children, you would have been honored to do so, and the last thing that you remember is namjoon’s laugh and then falling into the darkness.
Next morning, you woke up in your bed, completely tuck in, with you curls in a bonnet, not a single drop of makeup on and a dreadful headache, you felt so bad that you thought you might puke, water was a must, while you walked down to kitchen in your one bedroom studio apartment, that was perfect for you and your cats, nobody could've expected what your eyes saw.
Kim Nam Joon was sat in your living room reading one of the books that you picked up the last time you were in the bookstore, Kim Ji Young born 1982 by Choi Nam-Joo, the shock was visible in your eyes, you didn't know what to do or what to say, you wanted to just roll back to your room and hide there for the next 5 years, why was Namjoon in your living room reading on your brown chair one of your books and drinking coffee from that pretty pink mug you thrifted a while ago? he did not notice your presence until you cat, Komi walked over to you meowing and demanding to be feeded.
He lowered his gaze from the book to look at your completely shocked face. “Good morning Y/N, I knew you were going to sleep till late. I made coffee and breakfast, do you want some?” he said with a little smirk, that did not mean too much for you at the moment.
You were frozen by the idea of having Namjoon in your house, you've been dropped off with him a thousand times, but he had never come in. Once you realize you've been in complete silence for a minute since he asked, you remembered that you had to respond. “Y-yes, I do” you said with a low but strong voice. “Ok, sit down I'll get it for you” he said while standing up, you couldn't sit down without feeding your cats first, you used it as an excuse to go to the bathroom and see the state that you were, bonnet falling up to the side, your bare face that showed how much you drank last night, you quickly washed up your face and fixed the bonnet because it was going to be impossible to do more than that.
Walking with small steps to the kitchen, you said good morning as soon as you saw Namjoon, he smiled at you and said the same, offering you the same pink cup but full of fresh coffee. “How do you feel? Do you have any headaches? I ordered some hangover medicine for you” he said lifting a white bag with the nearest pharmacy logo printed all over it, you could feel the embarrassment in your whole body, grabbing the bag and looking thru its contents, you took the gold colored bottle that you new was going to get rid of any traces of the effect of alcohol in your system. He put a bowl full of rice next to you, making you realize the side dishes that were in the countertop, and while holding two bowls, one that looked it had kimchi on it and another with salted veggies on it Kim NamJoon said,
“So, you'll be honored to have my children?” in a laughing tone, and you knew it was over.
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That have been a whole year ago and it was still embarrassing for you, but somehow your feelings were not one sided, and thanks to that dumb slip off, you were there now in the apartment that you shared with the man of your dreams, it was lonely without him, but you were stress free and relaxed with your little demons, your cats, exactly what Namjoon wanted. When he suggested that it would be better for you to move in with him, the idea made you nervous but in the good way, moving together was an important step in your relationship. It made clear that Namjoon was taking the relationship as serious as you were, and honestly everything was better and easier.
You heard the door code and it spook you, because only you, Namjoon, the cleaning lady and maybe Jin had it, walking down the hallway to the door you were kind of scared, you knew it wasn't a thread because the security wouldn't let anybody come in, and the moment that the door opened you heart sank in surprised and happiness, there he was dressed in his military gear, carrying a small bag with his left hand, looking at you with those fiery eyes, you could not keep it to yourself so you left the scream out.
“Omg, omg omg! Nam!” you screamed while running close to him, he caught you up dropping his bag to the floor and lifting you closer, making it seem like there wasn't a height difference, and there it was that wood, forest scent that gave you peace, the scent of the man that had ingrained himself in your heart, it made you feel at home, you started kissing his whole face, while loading him with a million questions on the why and the how.
He let out a small laugh, walking with you on top to the entrance.
“They gave us three rest days'' he said, kissing you back, you feel his warm soft lips on top of yours, redirecting the kiss, your body touching the wall, while he slowly lets you on the floor wrapping his big hands around your waist.
“I missed you so much Y/N, in a desperate type of way” kiss “You look so beautiful, I'm so happy to see you” he whispered in your ear, kiss “How have my baby been?” he asked in that low musky voice that drove you crazy, you wrapped your hands around his neck, asking him to lift you to his face, and he did, as always.
“I have been missing you since day one, sleeping on your side of the bed, even though it doesn't smell like you anymore” you replied kissing him back with the same amount of passion and intensity “how are you babe?”
“Right now, I am marvelous, in front of heaven's doors you could say” he looked at you with those intense eyes, and that happy puppy face, letting you on the floor, moving to the bench at the entrance to remove the big black military boots that made him look even taller.
“I genuinely cannot believe that you're here, in front of me” you said sitting next to him.
“I am baby, here in front of you” he replied, kissing your forehead. “ and if it were for me I'll never leave”
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And there you were lying down, cuddling on the sofa, watching a random entertainment show that was on, both of you way to happy after making dinner together. You were trying to get even closer to him, even when your whole body was already on top of him, and he had you wrapped in his arms, it was never enough.
“Are you cold?” he asked, pulling you closer. You moved your body resting your face in his chest “No, I just want to be closer” you replied hugging him, he laughed, you feel the vibration of his body in yours. “It's never enough for you, is it?” he sat down carrying you up.
“You know it is not” you said sitting on top of him kissing his neck. He put his hands on your thighs, you know how much he loves them, you're sure that they are now bigger since you've put on some weight due to stress eating this few months, between being ‘jobless’ and without him, cooking had become your comfort zone; you feel the way he's grabbing you, more aggressively by the minute, you like it, like you always do.
He enjoys your body until you let a small moan slip next to his ears, you feel how his whole body tense up, Namjoon moves his mouth to your neck whispering “ You liked that?” in a deep voice, he was turned on, and you were too.
“Y-yes” you replied in a moan while he slid his hands through the short pajama pants that you should have not been wearing during winter.
His hands started to wander around your waist, pulling the white cardigan out of you, letting wet kisses all around your neck, one of his hands left you waist, grabbing one of your breast he started stroking it, making you let out another moan, he knew where all your bottoms where and he started pressing them on, you'll be lying if you don't admit how horny you have been this months without him, you wanted it so bad, so desperately, you need it. He stopped stroking your breast over the blouse that you had, to rip it from your body.
“I want to fuck you so hard Y/N, you’ve been waiting for me so patiently, I know, I’ll reward you, you little slut! ” He said passing his hand through your chest, he let a wet kiss on your neck and moved his mouth to your left breast placing his tongue on your nipple playing with it.
You let a moan out and heard a chuckle coming from his mouth, and then he started sucking on you tit while keeping one of his hands on your neck, there he was, he loved taking control of you, you could feel how his hand was holding you tightly, reminding you who you were from. He loved to know that he owns you, and that you gladly agree.
He freed your neck and started playing with your other tit, your head falling into his neck moaning his name, his thick long cock rising up in his joggers you could feel it brushing in your leg, it was making you lose your mind, Namjoon loved when you please him, and you loved to please him, your hand reached to the border of his pants, touching his hard erection through the fabric, he moaned.
“This is how happy I am to see you” he said standing up with you on top, his voice was deep and his eyes were filled with desire, he sat you down on the edge of the couch removing your shorts and panties together.
“I love how wet you are, tell me how much you want it” he said taking a step back to look at you, dripping wet, shining with sweat “I want to always see you like this, desperately waiting for me to eat you up, tell me Y/N, do you want it? call for it”
“Y-yes, Nam I want it!” you beg through desperate breaths, trying to catch your breath, to breathe at a normal pace.
“Wrong Y/N” he said loud and demanding “What's my name?” he walked up to you, taking both your hands, kneeling you down in front of the couch, resting you face in it, he put his big hand in the center of your back bending you down even more “I’m going to finger you until you remember what's my name, you whore!”
He slapped your cheek making you moan, his hands were moving around your whole body, like if he was tasting you, his right hand moved just to the top of you venus mount, opening you up with his long fingers, Namjoon started to play with your clitoris, making you moan and beg for his dick, but he wasn't going to give it to you, until you give him what he wanted.
“Daddy please!” you moaned, exactly what he wanted to hear.
“That's my baby, tell daddy what you want, and he’ll give it to you” he said in your ears, kissing your neck, his kisses moving down to your back, while he put a finger inside of you. “Is this what you want baby, talk to me” he said putting another finger inside.
“I want-t you inside, inside of me daddy”
“Who am I to deny your wishes” he said in a chuckle “ Stand up for me baby” he demanded so you did, his clothes were already on the floor, and when you stood up, you could see his dick in full bloom, he sat down on the couch making you sat on top of him, your back in his chest, you could feel how the military training had pay its fruits, he took your breasts in his hands, caressing your nipples “Look down honey, look how wet your pussy is, begging to be fucked”
All you could see was his dick touching you. You grabbed it with both hands pumping it up, seeing his shiny tip, desperate for it to be inside of you, the action well received with his moans and hard breathes.
“Damn baby, you never hesitate, c’mon put it inside of you! ” he teased.
You lifted up your body, him helping you with his hands now on your thighs, you used you hands to drive his long shiny cock to your entrance, feeling the tip inside of you, driving it slower, but of course Namjoon would not let you have that, he moved his hands making you whole body fall in his cock, it opening you up, the stretch hitting you up just where you need it, driving you crazy the way that you could feel it completely filling you up. He stayed there for a second waiting on you, making sure that you were ok.
“M-move, please move!” you beg in a whisper, he gave it to you.
Namjoon hugged your body, lifting you while moving himself up and down, you heard him moaning and panting, and that made you even more aroused, he was stretching you up, giving you what you wanted, his dick.
3 months without seeing him and getting his touch, how much you missed him
made you feel insane, but now he was here showing you that he was going insane too without your body close to him, it was joyful having you on top of him.
Namjoon started to touch your clit with two of his fingers, you were so wet for him, and he was enjoying it to the fullest, he could feel how close you were, he wasn't going to last longer either.
And suddenly he pulls out, making you moan in disbelief
“why?!” you screamed
“ I want to see your face when you come for me”
He turned you around, like a rag doll, you forgot how strong Namjoon was, especially when he wanted you in a specific place.
“C’mon sit on it” he said grabbing his dick, you did not hesitate, and sat on it immediately
“D-daddy!”
He kissed you, deeply,his tongue exploring your mouth, he grabbed your ass with both of his hands making the pace even more aggressive, you were about to cum, you felt it, breaking the kiss, feeling the lack of air and the heat in the room. Your moans louder by the second.
“Come for daddy baby, come” he whispered in your ears with his deep voice, and that was it his sucked your nipple while you came making you a mess of moans and deep breaths, orgasm hitted you high, and you could feel him still using your body to get to his own climax.
“I'm coming inside baby” his voice even deeper, and you wanted it.
“Yes daddy, cum inside of me” you moaned for him.
His thick load filling you up, the warmth of his cum heating you up from inside, his moans drive you crazy making you cum again with him, a mix of moans and hard breaths, inhale, exhale, fill the room, you fell on top of him trying to catch your breath.
“That was intense, I am out of words” you whispered hugging him
“Indeed” he said, caressing your lower back. “ I love you Y/N”
He stand up with on top, wearing a shocked expression on your face it was the first time he ever said it, it caught you by surprise, Namjoon trust issues were as clear as the day, so he never fully open up about his feelings, and you let him, you understood that it would take time, for him to be completely open to you, it was ok you were there for him and that was the best way to prove him that he could trust you with his feelings, him saying I love you market a new path in you relationship.
Before you could realize it, you were already in the bathroom Namjoon, pulling out of you letting you slowly on the floor. The mess between your legs demanded to be cleaned, he kissed your shoulder and said “ Want to take a bath?” you nod, still in disbelief of what has happened.
Namjoon prepared the bath for the both of you, using the bath salts that you loved, you were still there standing up in front of the mirror, seeing him move through it, making sure the water was warm enough lighting up the candles, he got close to you hugging you from the back “Lets rinse up first, ok?” you felt the doubt in his voice, the nervousness in his system, you could only nod. He moved you to the shower, tying up your hair in a bun, he knew wetting your hair at this time meant a test, you feel the water going in your skin, the warmth felt good.
“Ok, you're clean baby, come” he said, driving you out of the water to the bath.
You could see the stars through the windows of the bathroom, there you were resting on his chest, hearing his calm breath, feeling his hands on your ways, the bubbles covering your bodies,the burning smell of the candles, and the warmth embracing both of you.
“Nam” you said in a whisper.
“Yes babe” he said, taking your hand.
“I love you too”
You heard him exhale deeply, meaning relief, “I was scared, though I said it too soon” he said, moving your body so you could face him.
“I wasn't expecting it so I got surprised, sorry”
“Nothing to be sorry for babe” he said, giving you a kiss, it was sweet and soft, he was telling you how much he loved you. You broke the kiss.
“Can you say it again? I want to hear it more” you said smiling, your body could not keep the amount of happiness going through your body.
“I love you Y/N” he whispered, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer for a kiss, and there you knew he was going to make love to you again, because it was never enough with you two.
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with love kive <3
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"hey, you listening?" you ask as you make your way out of the bathroom and into the room your fiancé was situated.
"yes" he simply answers, voice calm and eyes and hands leaving his book to look at you.
when your eyes find his, you stop - on your tracks and your train of thought - to drink on the sight.
there he was, the reason you’re even planning and thinking about what is supposed to be the biggest and best day of your life for the last three months, since he dropped on one knee to ask for your hand - and later, to give you a glimpse of why you’ll need more than a week for your honeymoon.
there he was, hair growing over his neck - less than a mullet, just like you asked him to grow it into -, bare and pretty face, big and buff limbs glowing as the warm, small light from your lampshade illuminated them. sharp eyes, yet so calm and serene gaze expecting your next words.
speaking of them,
where exactly did they go?
“honey?” his deep voice asks with a small side grin, which you want to slap him for. does he thinks he’s helping you and your reasoning, when all you can think about is how remarkably low it is?
him, him, him. everything about him. all about him. him.
“right” you come back to earth, hands on your hips, “so... about our wedding”, you start, but can’t help and feel funny under his gaze, shrugging it off with an old, stupid joke of yours, “let’s end it off- nah i’m joking, but for real-”
as dumb as it is, it never fails to rip a small chuckle out of your sweet soon-to-be husband, and you swear to god it’s the prettiest sound in the world.
if it was possible to fall in love twice with the same person without even falling out of the first time, you’re sure his laughter would be responsible for it.
and once again, you’re standing there like an idiot, watching the other idiot that knows exactly what he’s doing when his lower lip gets pulled back by his teeth, and you feel like a teenager for the tenth time in the last 3 minutes. “...you okay, babe?”
just let your thoughts win and grab him, for god’s sake.
“i can’t keep my hands off of you” you confess, arms giving up, sighing and faking a frustrated face that could never be convincing. not when your legs are already folding and making their way onto his lap, slowly crawling with your knees to the only place you never get sick of in the world.
him, him, him. his skin, his warmth, his embrace.
everything about him. all about him.
“now why would i ever want you to do that?” he asks smoothly, hands immediately finding your waist and burning up your skin. his eyes held such a welcoming stare, you wish you could just say ‘i do’ right now and have him all for yourself ‘til your last day on earth.
“no but i do have something to say” you remember yourself and him, hands finding his waist and caressing around it - waist, tummy, chest, bones, everything you could find and paint with your own touch. “i was thinking, and maybe, we should throw a little something before the actual wedding, you know? like a pre-wedding thing”
he observes you, head slightly hanging to the side as his curiosity get to him.
“not that i don’t think it’s enough or anything!” you assure him, fingers going through his small silver chain that held your proposal ring in. “you’re gonna like this, hear me out: we probably want to drink our asses off. that’s just how we roll, right? but i know myself, and i know my limits... i’ll be straight up with you: i don’t think my insides can take cake, korean food and alcohol the way i wish it would.”
and there it is, one more laughing sound of his, but this time, a louder, bigger one.
the dumbass is laughing at your costs, now.
“you really can’t function outside of the ‘8 or 80′ style, can you?” his right hand flicks your forehead lightly “dumbass.”
“pardon? i didn’t ask for a funny tummy and i certainly don’t want it messed up at my own wedding. that’s a huge ass reason to throw a small something a few days before!” you interject, quickly pinching his sides, earning a cute squirm from him. “plus, i don’t wanna be bloated when i’m wearing my wedding dress.”
with that, he just stares at you for a second, and lets out a fair question as his eyes narrow at your intentions, “you’re not plotting this just because of that, are you?”
another thing you could easily hold accountable for a second fall for him: his caring.
handling and watching you more intently than yourself, sometimes.
god, it’s almost embarrassing how much you love this in him.
“no. and you know that. i really do have a suck ass stomach, you’ve seen how bad it gets” you say, easing his sudden seriousness, and with that you smile at him “plus, i want other korean stuff turning my insides out...”
he interrupts you with most delicious laugh you’ve heard in a long time - since the last time he laughed this hard (last than a day before). “ “god, you’re gross! okay, i see your point.”
“i knew you would. now, this can be very s-small,” you get into the details of your plan and his hands betray his incredulous gaze, as they travel down to the small of your back and rest on your ass, softly caressing it an earning a small tremble in your voice. “less than 20 people, your closest friends, my closes friends, a bar with at least 5 of the 10 drink options we’re having in the menu... we can bring the same flavor of cake...” your eyes keep scanning his beautiful face and the loving eyes he gives you, admiring the thought you put behind your little plan. “we can even wear a tie and a small veil! so everybody knows about it! who knows? maybe we even get a free drink. gotta milk our options out, baby.”
at that, you expect him to give you one more nice chuckle, or even a light slap on the butt, but he decides not to. instead his hands press you against his own lower body, and his plump lips attach themselves to the side of your neck. you let out a small sigh followed by a light chuckle “i’m serious!”
“i know you are” he defends himself, lips travelling north to your jaw and cheek, leaving hard pecks, making you smile like you’re high “you’re irresistible, that’s all”
you know for a fact he felt your pulse stumbling, fumbling and failing as his lips kept kissing you.
“enough for you to say yes?” you take advantage of his sweet words.
“i’m marrying you, isn’t that enough of an answer?” he asks, facing you with the most whipped out smile you’ve ever seen. “sure. anything for you.” you smile wildly at him, heart throbbing and lips mumbling a small ‘thanks’ as you peck his lips. “i can search for that bar, too.”
god, why is he so freaking him?
of course he can.
“yeah?”
“yeah.” he responds, smile never leaving his mouth, cheekily giving you his trademark wink along with it.
“you..... ugh!” your hands tangle ins his hair and your lips attack his just like you did when he proposed to you. your kiss is urgent, desperate even, and still, he manages to laugh against it. he pulls you flush against him, chest to chest and heart to heart, hands dancing around your ass.
you could never get sick of this place.
“fucking love you. can’t wait to put this ring on your finger” you pull back and confess, lips ghosting his as you watch your hands travel back to his chain.
“you and i both” he agrees, eyes and hand mirroring yours, gasping a bit. “can’t wait to see you in that dress” fingers caressing your whole torso: spectrum, under-boob, ribcage, waist, “and take it off.”
oh, are you longing for that honeymoon.
“and you will” you peck him again, “‘cause now i don’t need to care about my tummy”
his laughs fills your room and your eardrums with the most beautiful sound you can point out. his head fall back to the wall behind and his eyes close, and you wish you could have this sight and this sight only for the rest of your life.
“yes, your tummy is well taken care of”
“and that’s for you, too. i need my newly husband a hundred percent conscious and collected for the after party”
he lightly tsks at you "if i were you, i’d wish the opposite” he slowly grabs your ass and kisses the back of your ear. god, he feels like a delicious poison. “plus, i don’t think i can stay collected after watching you down that aisle.”
“you and i both” you repeat his words, head resting on his shoulder. “thank you, i owe you one.” and leaving a small kiss on his jaw.
“show me the dress?”
“never.”
“but i’ll search for the bar.”
“you did that on yourself.”
he jokingly scoffs and mumbles a small ‘fine’, and you fall in love with him all over again.
“but i’ll give you a hint. it’s white.”
“shut up.”
“make me.”
and he looks down at you, small smirk painting his face.
“yeah? wanna pay it back now?” he asks mischievously, as his finger trace your lower lip.
“i just might” you respond, kissing his thumb. his eyes hold a darker tone, and as your bodies almost mold into one with the proximity you’re in, you can feel just how much he might want it.
“...still wanted to see that dress, though.” he jokes, and you return to your position facing him, lightly slapping his rigid chest. he catches your wrist and brings it to his lips, softly kissing it, and travelling to the back of your hand.
“that gives bad luck, dumbass.”
as he keeps kissing your knuckles, his other hand ghost over your thigh, enticing you and making you shiver deliciously.
because that’s what he does. namjoon makes you stumble, tremble, flutter, shiver and fall.
him, him, him.
everything about him. all about him.
“you’re all the luck i need.”
him, him, him.
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Century Lover
A/N: Hi! So I don’t really intend for this to get much love, really I don’t expect it to. Though, I will be forever grateful if it does get as much Love as possible. I don’t know if it will be long, I’m really just going with what my mind comes up with. I just finished rewatching Bulgasal and I just fell back in love with Hwal all over again. Anyways, Enjoy!
Tagging Angels: @serralovespencer
Warnings: Blood, Gore, Terror, Mention of fictional monsters.
Everything in this story is fictional and all the rights go to the writers of Bulgasal: Immortal Souls.
Summary: what happens when YOU get pushed back into someone else’s place in a different era? Will you make it out or will Hwal try to keep you in the time period? How will you escape? What if Hwal was actually searching for you?
Bulgasal… you may have heard it before. Of course growing up in Korea you definitely heard of ancient monsters. The one who tore people skin off their living bodies. The one that burned houses down. The one that even ate 100 people.
Have you heard of the boy who was cursed by Bulgasal? And who was ran out of the village by the people in the same village? His name was Hwal… Dan Hwal. He was giving that name by his adoptive father, Dan Keuk.
Well, if not, you aren’t missing much. Hwal went through a lot as a human and a Bulgasal.
“You promised we would-“
I was watching a tv show, when the power went out.
“really? At the best moment” I sigh and stand up walking over to the electrical box to switch the power back on.
I open it and I flip the switch but nothing happens. I sigh and try it one more time.
“That usually works..” I said to myself. I flicked it one more time feeling and seeing a electrical spark.
“FUCK!” I let out holding my hand after I got zapped. I put on my shoes and decided I should go down to the front office to see if they have the power outage. Sounds stupid, I mean of course I can’t be the only one with an outage. And I definitely paid my bill before you ask.
I walked to my door and went to open it but I heard a strange noise coming from the bathroom. I turned around and glanced around the corner. I keep my bathroom door open but it seemed closed. I shrugged it off as my cat just growling or meowing and I miss heard it. I went for the door again but I heard that noise again.
It sounded closer. I was frightened and just slowly unlocked my door. It was pitch black in the hallway. I closed my door and grabbed my phone walking down the hallway.
I went to my neighbors apartment and was about to knock until it opened by itself. Weird.
I looked inside and slowly stepped my head into the opening. “Hello? Do-Yun-shi? Are you home?” I walked in and looked around. I was empty, like it had furniture but it look like it’s been there for ages. The kitchen was dusty and trash some what scattered.
I was about to walk further in but I soon heard that growl, it sounded like a tiger or animal of some sort.
I backed up into the hallway. “Why was Do-Yun’s apartment so old looking? He was just there.” I thought to myself. I was about to head downstairs but I promise I saw a figure down the hallway with his hand out.
I froze. It’s eyes were red but it had its hand out.
“Come here~” I heard it say. Even though it was coming from my head and not from its mouth in front of me.
I closed my eyes in wishing that maybe I was tired and should get some sleep and wait til morning to see if the apartments power would be back on.
I heard another growl but this time like it was standing right in front of me. I was about to dash to my apartment but I remembered that I left my keys in the house. I ran back to Do-Yun’s apartment but before I ran in, it looked like a closet all of a sudden. I looked around and saw the thing getting closer so ran in and closed the door.
I sat in the corner of it waiting for it to go pass. Once I heard it’s foot steps gone I opened the door.
“ Sang-Un? There you are! Why are you in a closet?” Someone spoke to me.
I looked around me and I was in some type of home that looked… Abandoned but still livable.
“Who are you?! Why are you in our house?!” I looked to my side and saw Do-Yun, but he was much younger, way younger.
“Do-Yun? Is that you?” I said.
“H-How do you know my name?” He asked me. I looked at him then everyone else around me. Who are these people?
“Y/N?” A voice said behind everyone. I looked up and saw this man with short black hair and beautiful brown eyes. He was wearing a blue dress shirt with black slacks.
……a few hours later…..
“Wait so let me get this straight,” the girl I presume is Sang-Un, started “You saw a monster in your apartment hallway, you ran into Do-Yun’s apartment, and it led you to our closet? But how?”
“ I-I don’t know… You are telling me it’s not 2022?” I said looking at them.
“No it’s 2020.. are you from the future?” Do-Yun said looking at me with a broom in hand. Si-Ho hit him and he put it down.
Everyone was shocked, confused, and somewhat thought it was pretty cool. Though, the guy, who i take is Hwal, just stared at me. No emotions to show.
“Hwal-shi, can we keep her?” Do-Yun shouted out breaking the silence.
“She isn’t a animal.” Si-Ho stated and sent a smile my way.
“Everyone leave. I need to talk to her.” Hwal stated, wow. First thing he says and I already feel like I’m in trouble.
They all get up no hesitation and leave the house and stand in front of the house on the yard.
“Your story makes sense in a way that I can not explain. … I haven’t crossed paths with you in… awhile.. it’s nice seeing you again…” I looked at him lost.
Oh! Right so basically everyone in this house is connected some how. Ms. Lee is the lady that he saved from a house fire, Do-Yun is his son that died by Bulgasal, Si-Ho is his wife from 600 years ago, and Sang-Un is his lover from 1,000 years ago. But me, I don’t know why I was sent 2 years back to this part of the world.
“Who was I to you?” I asked hoping he could give me an answer.
“ My unacceptable lover. You wouldn’t love me because I was Bulgasal. So.. I..” Hwal stopped looking at me. Like he was stuck on something.
“What is it?” I asked. “What did you do?” I looked at him.
“I took everything from you.. your family, friends, neighbors. I wanted just you and you being a human person I thought it be different, be better to love you. I trapped you in the cave while I went to go feed and even get food for you.” He paused then looked at me “ we were gonna have a family together. Until one day you wanted out from the cave. I told you it was dangerous and you fought against it. You left and never came back. I searched everywhere for you. The woods, the hills, the mountains, the shacks, the homes. No signs of you anywhere. I thought you had died. You just ran away from me. Our home, our soon to be family, you left it all just to get away from me.” He sighed and looked down. Obviously not to proud of the past.
“I left…you? How or why did we meet?” I was lost why was I the scariest story of them all? Why was he so possessive over me? “You and your friends were walking in mountain area. I know you didn’t know at the time but she had bad intentions. She going to leave you up here to die and rot. Her plans back fired on her and she fell down the mountains to her bloody death. That was supposed to be you falling. Once she fell you went go find help in the cave and there you found me. I had no better intentions at first but seeing you scared and already crying, it made me soft for you. I told you I wasn’t able to help you find her body but I could get you down to main land in the morning. I took care of you like you were a Bulgasal. Though I was more gentle with you. I tricked you into thinking that they weren’t even worried about you or your friend. They searched high and low for the both of you. They only found her body and you were never found. I kept you to myself because I was selfish. I didn’t want you going back to those people. I was everything you needed and more.” He looked up and saw the time. Before I could ask anything he stood up and said “I’ll tell you everything in the morning just try to get some sleep, okay? You can have the bed in my room I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“S-share a room? Sorry but I just literally teleported here I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that..”
“That wasn’t an option..”
…2 hours later…
Going to sleep was hard. Literally the story of different past lives were scary. The power he holds over each person here is …scary.
Soon, I was drifting off to sleep and was hoping to be back home but, all of a sudden I heard Hwal get up and stand above me.
I kept my eyes closed to let him think I was sleeping. He heard a deep breath and the words that sent chills down my spine.
“Finally, after all these years I have you back to me. I promise you I won’t ever let you go ever again.” He mumbled and left the room but also locking it from the outside.
I sat up and started panicking, how do I get out of this world? How can I stop this century old love?
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with love... k.nj
your valentine's date with namjoon was a success - to bad you don't know who he truly is.
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warning: stalking, yandere themes, dark themes, non-con, unsolicited touching/groping/kissing, somnophilia, public indecency, masturbation, non-con oral, alcohol intake, nipple sucking, cumshot,
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“Nam…joon...” his name sounds so sweet coming from your lips, Namjoon thinks. It’s slurred only a bit due to the alcohol in your system.
“Yes?” Namjoon smiles down at you, a dimpled smile that has your heart racing because of how handsome he looks now. “Let’s get you home, Y/N.”
“Home…” you murmur.
Namjoon has a protective arm around you to keep you in place. You were heavily intoxicated and he was a bit tipsy, but he understood that in order to get you home safe he couldn’t drink as much as you.
The moon shines bright above the two of you as you both walk down the quiet road. It’s a bit chilly and Namjoon is thankful that he brought an extra scarf so that you'll remain warm in this weather.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Namjoon asks rhetorically. He knows you did - you were nothing but fits of laughter all throughout the night. You danced and swayed your hips to the music, drank with no worries in the world and smiled so sweetly at him that it caused his heart to swell.
“Yes.” you murmur, your eyelids began to feel heavy and you wanted nothing more than to be greeted with your bed soon. “The date was nice. T-Thank you.”
Namjoon hums in satisfaction.
It was your first date with Namjoon - conveniently on Valentine’s day. He had mustered up the courage to speak to you after a few months of quietly gaining up the confidence to do so - his eyes setting on you each morning as the pair of you left for work. You lived directly across from him in an apartment you shared with your mother - a sweet lady.
Namjoon’s mind begins to recall the events of the date - it wasn’t typical as most Valentine’s dates are. Restaurants were booked to full capacity and even cafe’s appeared to be busy. You insisted karaoke was okay when he mentioned it, and thus started the date - you and him drinking while belting out lyrics like your lives depended on it.
The karaoke bar was nearly empty and that meant that it was something special for just the two of you - just you and Namjoon. You danced and swayed your hips as the alcohol ran through your system, a wide smile on your lips.
You were teasing him, Namjoon thinks. Teasing him with the dress you wore - a white dress that hugs you perfectly and left little to the imagination. He likes to think that you wore it specifically for him - wanting him to see just how amazing you looked in it; how perfect your ass sat in it.
Yes - Namjoon knows you teased him nonstop. In the karaoke bar when you chose that song - a song where you had to sway your hips and give him such sensual eyes. Tease him with how close you’d sit to him when the pair of you ate, how you’d touch him when he’d say a joke and you’d laugh heartily.
Even now, you continued to tease him. You leaned against his arm and held onto him so tightly that Namjoon knows you don’t want him to go.
The apartment building was now in sight and Namjoon knows that you don’t want him to go - you seem to clench on his arm even tighter at just the thought. “You should drink some water, Y/N. It would be good for you.”
You nod in agreement, the pair of you now strolling down the hall to your apartment. You and him are in front of your door and it doesn’t strike you as odd when Namjoon already knows the code to get inside.
Your apartment is similar to his as far as layout. He knows where the kitchen is and it's where he goes to get you some water. Again, it doesn’t strike you as odd as it should; how comfortable Namjoon is in your home.
Namjoon hears you shuffling down the hallway, no doubt to your bedroom. He rummages through your cabinets to find a cup - and when he does he fills it with ice and pours the water inside.
“Y/N-”
Namjoon sighs when he enters your bedroom - the door cracked slightly. There's little light, only from the moon shining slightly through your window.
You were asleep already, soft snores could be heard. Namjoon thinks you look cute - you didn’t even manage to get out of your clothes yet.
Namjoon shuts the door behind him with a huff, coming around the corner to your bed. He places the cup of water down on your bedside table. “You still have the flowers I sent you.”
You had them all, Namjoon notes, even the ones from when he first started to send them to you. They’re on both sides of your bedside table and even some on the floor by them - Namjoon couldn’t help but smile.
‘These are for you.’ your mother signs, pointing to the large bouquet of flowers in her hand. She had just walked through the door as you were finishing up washing the dishes.
You tilt your head, eyes scanning the large bouquet - it’s sunflowers wrapped neatly in pink wrapping. ‘Does it say who it's from?’ you signed back, taking a few steps forward to grab the bouquet. ‘There’s a note.’ you sign, grabbing the bouquet of flowers.
‘You never told me you had an admirer.’ your mother signs back, a smirk forming on her lips.
‘I don’t.’ you snicker to yourself, placing the bouquet of flowers upon your kitchen table and grabbing the note. It comes in a pink envelope sealed tightly.
“I repeatedly dream of you when my eyes are laid to sleep.
Often, I think of your golden hue whenever my mind plunges deep”
You re-read the words a few times before shaking your head. The bottom is signed - k.nj.
You don’t know anyone with those initials - but you don’t allow yourself to dwell. You’re sure that the flowers probably weren’t even for you and instead, were for someone else. Maybe it was delivered to the wrong house. Such sweet words can not be addressed to you when you are single.
However, you kept the flowers - what were you suspected to do? Throw them away? They were pretty and even if the card wasn’t addressed to you, you’d pretend they were.
“I know you enjoyed my little gifts, Y/N. I’d see the smile on your lips when you got them.” Namjoon murmurs to you, a hand gently stroking your cheek. “So beautiful, Y/N. Teasing me right now…”
There’s a whine that releases from Namjoon’s throat as his hand trails down your cheek to your jaw then your exposed neck. You had teased him relentlessly the entire night with this dress - the same dress that was now rising up your thighs to expose your smooth skin.
“You are such a little tease, baby. Wearing this dress knowing it would drive me crazy.” Namjoon shakes his head, his pants tightening with excitement. “You shouldn’t be sleeping in this. You’ll be uncomfortable.”
Namjoon was going to take off your dress and assure you were tucked in for bed like you should be. Your snores get softer as he hoists you up, his fingers grasping the small zipper behind your back. He slowly pulls it down, a hand rubbing along your bare back and he shudders.
“So beautiful.” Namjoon murmurs when your dress is off of you. Your breast naturally falls as he lays you back onto the bed, your nipples erect due to the cool air of your bedroom.
Namjoon gently folds your dress and places it aside. His eyes glance your way just as you shuffled. He begins to think you’re waking up, but you only move to get more comfortable - widening your legs slightly.
Namjoon hums. “You want me to look at you?” he asks, in a voice so soft that even he couldn’t believe he said it.
Namjoon swallows, his mouth beginning to salivate at the view of you. Your panties were what was drawing him in - simply because he was the one that got them for you. “Did you know it was me, Y/N?” Namjoon murmurs, his eyes zoning in on the lacy material that leaves little to the imagination.
Your pace begins to slow just as you reach your floor. On the floor right outside your door was yet another bouquet of flowers, this time an array of different types of flowers instead of the sunflowers of before. Right beside it is a gift bag with gift paper inside. “This can’t be for me…” you mumble to yourself aloud.
Nonetheless, you squat down to grasp the flowers and the gift bag, curiosity winning the game. You open the door to your home and go inside.
You place the bouquet on your kitchen table and go to open the gift bag. There’s a card inside the bag that you open.
“My devotion for you is not for any other
For some might say it is overdone
Together we have one another
So you shall not need anyone…
With love, k.nj…”
You blink at the card. Yet another poem-like note was left. You dig deeper through the gift bag and your hands touch a material. You lift it out and your eyes widen slightly. Heat rushes through you as you realize they’re panties - all different kinds. Seamless, lace, cotton and silk.
You inhale, throwing the panties back inside the gift bag and make your way towards your front door. There’s shuffling outside in the hallway and you slam your door open.
“I…”
You startled your neighbor with your actions. He flinches, dropping the plant he had in his hand with the loud slamming of your door opening. He turns towards you with wide eyes.
“Is everything okay…?” the man asks.
You nod your head frantically. “Y-Yes. Sorry about that.” you rush across towards your neighbor. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
The man smiles a dimpled smile that causes heat to rush through you - similar to before. “It’s alright.” he assures, kneeling down to pick up the plant. “Was I making too much noise? Sometimes I get locked out of my apartment…” he trails off, glancing away with tinted cheeks.
“No, not at all. Just thought you were someone else…” you murmur. “I’m Y/N.”
The man nods his head, offering you the same polite smile. “Namjoon.” he replies.
“You had to have known it was me, baby. That’s why you kept all my gifts.” Namjoon was only torturing himself being around you for this long - but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. You were utterly beautiful; perfect. You didn’t throw away the gift like he initially thought you would have and now you were wearing it. “Yes…that’s why you agreed to go on a date with me, baby. You knew it was me…”
This had to be why you were teasing him. You knew he’d want you to be comfortable while you slept - that’s why you wore a dress. That’s why you fell asleep; so he’d be the gentleman that he was and remove it - so he could see that you were wearing his gift.
Namjoon’s fingers hook between the lacy material of the panties. “You’d want me to have a look, right?” he asks, eyes flickering up to your peaceful face. “That’s why you opened your legs for me, baby. You want me to see you like this.”
Namjoon begins to pull your panties down your legs, eyes widening at your bare pussy for his eyes to see. So perfect, he thinks. His mouth salivates at the thought of tasting you - to dip his face deep into your pussy and feast upon your essence.
“So perfect, baby. You don’t even realize how perfect you are.” Namjoon pushes your thighs apart to get a closer look at your pussy. “I can’t believe I’m seeing your pussy closer than before. Remember that time you touched yourself right in front of the window? It was like you knew I was watching you, baby.”
Namjoon understands that this was going overboard. It was different from him to catch sight of you as you both went to work in the mornings. He’d greet you and you’d greet him back with that soft, sweet smile. Now, however, he was watching you through your bedroom window - just out of sight. It’s a moonless night and you’ve just gotten out of the shower. Your bedroom lights are dimmed and you don’t notice that your window is cracked open when you left it closed prior to bathing.
Namjoon understands that this was going overboard - but he couldn’t help himself. You dropped the towel on the floor and began to lotion your skin - how he longs to touch it. How he longs to feel your soft skin beneath his hand, to smell your scent fresh from the shower.
You had to know he was here watching you - the way you touch your body as you lotion it. The way your hands grip your breast and bend down right in his view to massage your legs tells him that you were putting on a show for his very eyes.
Especially when you lay down on your bed and open your legs. Your hands dip between your thighs and your fingers would soon be playing with your clit. At this, Namjoon cannot help but do the same as you - right outside your window for anyone passing by to see. But it’s night time and dark, he’s completely in the shadows.
Namjoon wraps a needy hand around his cock, fully exposing himself. He doesn’t waste any time - he has to do this now. Your left hand grips your breast - he wish it was his. How erect your nipples were right now, so much so that he wants to wrap his tongue around them and suck until they’re numb.
Your moans are what’s driving him crazy and causing him to pump his cock harder. He spits into his hand for lubrication, his mind pretending that it’s your sweet essence. You sound so sweet and full of lust; fully stuck in the moment.
Namjoon’s eyes widen as your fingers dip inside of you and your moans grow even louder. You begin to pump your fingers in and out, your chest heaving with pleasure-filled moans. Your breast begins to bounce as you pump faster, looking for an orgasm that he wishes he was there to give.
It’s embarrassing knowing that Namjoon cums right in the palm of his hand right as you do around your fingers. You don’t know he’s there, he tells himself, but there’s a sick part of him that tells him that you did.
“You wanted me to do this, baby. That’s why you wore that dress and these panties.” Namjoon is holding one of the flowers he’s gotten you recently. “I’ll try to make it special, baby. It is Valentine’s Day.”
If Namjoon would have known that this is what you wanted, he would have planned something a bit more romantic. However, this wasn’t going to stop him. He removes the petals from the flowers and begins to place them around your bed. “Next time, I’ll make sure I have candles. That it’s more romantic for us.” he assures, murmuring to you as if you could hear him.
Namjoon undoes his pants and allows them to fall to the ground. He does the same to his underwear, getting out of them entirely. He dips onto the bed as gently as he could to not disturb you.
Your pussy is on full display for Namjoon, so much so that he shudders once more. He licks his lips, breathing increasing as he lowers between your legs. His tongue pokes out of his mouth and gently, he licks a stripe up your pussy to your clit. “Fuck.” he says against your pussy.
Namjoon couldn’t hold himself back anymore - not when you tasted this good. He dives deep into your pussy, ravishing you. His head bobs from side to side, his hands hooking beneath your thighs to keep you in place.
Namjoon can hear your sleepy moans and wonder if you’re dreaming of him at this moment - of him pleasuring you like he was doing now. Your thighs slightly twitch and you begin to shuffle in his grasp, but that doesn’t stop Namjoon. No, he only leans back to spit onto your already wet clit, then continues to ravish you like he was.
Namjoon just knows you’re loving what he’s doing to you. There’s soft pants releasing from your lips, even as you remain in a peaceful slumber. He’s positive that if you were awake for him, that you’d be moaning even louder than you were when you were pleasuring yourself - he just knows you would be.
Namjoon leans back to admire his work - your glistening pussy. He licks his lips as he gets on his knees, hovering slightly above you. “So, so beautiful.” he says with a bit of a whine in his voice.
Namjoon gives his cock a hard squeeze after he wraps his hand around it. “So perfect in every way possible. I knew this pussy would be the best ever since that day I watched you in your window.” Namjoon glances up at your window - the outside is just as dark as it was that day. For an odd reason, there’s a rush that goes through him thinking about someone walking by and seeing him and you like this.
“I could eat your pussy all night.” Namjoon continues to tug at his cock, his eyes zoning in at your wet pussy, arousal dripping from it. “You’d let me, too, won’t you baby?” he whimpers. “My perfect little Y/N…all mine.”
There’s a wave of pleasure flowing through Namjoon right now. It’s blissful to be with you like this - so close to you. The act is intimate - something he’d cherish for the rest of his life.
Kim Namjoon loves you with every fiber of his being. You were an angel in his eyes - ever since he first laid eyes on you months prior when you and your mother first moved in.
Namjoon isn’t sure what it was about you that drove him towards you. You were pretty, yes. You were quiet and polite, sending quick grins his way as he passed you in the hallway. He learned that you and your mother move directly across from him - a woman he’d soon realize was deaf when he saw you signing to her one day on his way out of his apartment.
Namjoon isn’t sure what it was about you that drove him to follow you like he did. You went to work and then home - and when you weren’t home, you were at cafe’s. It didn’t look like you had many friends; if any. You spent most of your time alone when you were at cafe’s, drinking latte’s and reading books.
Maybe it was your beauty that drew you to Namjoon. Effortlessly beautiful and you never had to try too hard.
Maybe it was your innocence - purely oblivious to your surroundings. Namjoon followed you constantly when he wasn’t busy - he knew the route you took home from work and the exact time you’d get home each day. He remembered your favorite drink at the cafe and just how long you’d stay there - no longer than two hours.
Namjoon isn’t sure what it is about you that draws so much of his attention towards you - but you’re undoubtedly you. You were a kind daughter who lived a simple life. You held no fear in your heart for the outside world or danger; luckily there was no threat wandering around you. He’d know if there was.
“It isn’t enough, baby.” Namjoon sighs with a shake of his head. “Your pussy’s so wet that I know it’d feel better than my hand.”
Namjoon grumbles when your thighs twitch. “Ah, you agree, right?” he questions, squeezing his cock tighter. “You’d let me, baby? You want me to feel how wet your pussy is for me…”
Namjoon inches closer to you, the tip of his cock already leaking pre-cum with just the thought of having a piece of you.
Namjoons brows furrow. He can feel his body flush with heat, especially his cheeks. He bites his bottom lip when his tip brushes against your clit. He groans, goosebumps erupting onto his arms. “Such a pretty pussy…” he rubs his cock along your wet folds, unable to take his eyes off of it.
Deep in Namjoon’s gut there’s pleasure building up, but he doesn’t want to cum so soon. No, he wants to feel your juices mixed with his precum, feel it drip down the shaft of his cock and -
“Shit, baby.” Namjoon moans aloud. He lets go of his cock to hold onto your hips, his hips thrusting so that his cock was rubbing directly against your clit. “You’re getting wetter by the second, baby. I know it feels good for you.”
Namjoon’s eyes, hooded eyes full of lust, flicker to your now bouncing breast. With the way he’s thrusting against you, it bounces beautifully.
“Wearing the panties I got you…” Namjoon grumbles, leaning down so his lips are right next to your nipples. “...not wearing a bra under this dress. You wanted me, my love.”
Namjoon wraps his mouth around your nipple, sucking on the sensitive bud like his life depended on it. He’s full on panting now, his breathing increasing erratically at how good you’re being for him.
Namjoon pops your nipple from his mouth to twirl his tongue on it, licking as though it’s a lollipop. There’s sweat lining his forehead and he never wanted this special moment between the two of you to end - not ever.
Namjoon couldn’t wait for this moment to happen again - to see you on his cock and your face contorting with different waves of pleasure.He wants to hear those same moans he heard while he stood outside your window - witness the same waves of pleasure go through you. Next time, he’d want to look into your eyes as he has you dive through your orgasm.
Namjoon’s teeth slightly bite down on your nipple, grazing it slightly. It doesn’t take a genius to know that he’s going to be cumming soon. “I’m gonna cum right on your pussy, baby. You’d let me, right? You’d want me to cum on your pussy?”
Namjoon grunts loudly at just the thought of doing so - his mind flashing with his seed dripping all over your clit and coating your inner thighs entirely. It’s the least you could allow him to do - after all, he has admired you for so long.
“So beautiful, baby,” Namjoon grumbles, his cock twitching for a release. “So beautiful and all mine.
Namjoon detached himself from your breast to lock his eyes with your pussy once more. It’s glistening with your own arousal - he knew you’d enjoy this.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Namjoon whimpers out, your warm heat allowing him the release he wants. “Such a pretty pussy, my love. So pretty and all mine.” he grunts, thick robes of his cum shooting all over your clit, seeping down across your ass.
Namjoon doesn’t stop. No, not until your pussy is fully coated with his love for you, sticky and white and warm. And even then, Namjoon cannot bring himself to want to stop. “I could do this with you all night, baby. You’d want that, wouldn’t you?”
Namjoon leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips, whimpering right into it. “My pretty, Y/N.” he murmurs between kisses. “All mine.”
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— kim ⋆ nam ⋆ joon
knj fic recommendation list by clover. 🍀 ↓
♡ = smut ; ♤ = angst ; ♧ = fluff ; ♕ = favorite
main list
♢ love ; ♡, ♤, || series — by @hamsterclaw
⇝ exhusband!joon, exes w benefits // i love me a good asshole!member so this is right up my alley. so cocky so arrogant. refuses to say he wants or loves you but refuses to let you go. just good angst n smut.
♢ the bodyguard ; ♡, ♤, ♧ || one-shot — by @rmnamjoons
⇝ bodyguard!joon, richgirl!reader // guys like this is. so mindblowing. 60k+ words for a one-shot are you insane?? it’s sooo good. the mutual pining, the protectiveness, the PLOT like omg STORYYYYY like this is really good. and sum good ole smutty smut. i liked this a lot. very gewd.
♢ fallen ; ♡ || one-shot — by @hamsterclaw
⇝ angel!joon, clingy!joon // guys like imagine a giant like joon just following u around and staying in ur wake ughh i love him i need him this was good. yes.
♢ run ; ♡, ♤ || one-shot — by @hamsterclaw
⇝ detective!joon, shady!reader // beware, mentions of abuse & stalking! no cause detective joon has me sold already so why aren’t u reading this rn.
♢ false awakening ; ♡, ♧ || one-shot — by @taleasnewastime
⇝ bestfriend!joon, one bed // the slow build up of both of them testing the waters yesss this was very delicious.
♢ pending…
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BTS Reaction - Love language
DISCLAIMER : this is how I think they would react in love. I'm in no way saying they are exactly like that. They do not belong to me. This is just an imagine.
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Jin
-He would be all five of love languages
-Acts of service? Cleaning the kitchen after you cook.
-Physical attention? Always his hand on your back. In public his hand will always be looking for yours.
-Gift giving? Before coming home, when he knows you had a bad day, he would be bringing you flowers and your favorite coffee.
-Words of affirmations? Your biggest supporter. Always. All the time. You were more precious than a diamond for him.
-Quality time? If you needed help studying, he would quizz you all night. He will take time to celebrate every little realization.
-He will never be mad at you, even when you would be driving him crazy.
-Always patient, always caring.
-Crying because of your period and you saw him being a little too nice to the barista? He would never go back to the coffeeshop, even tho it was more your hormones then jealousy.
-You text him at 1am because your belly hurt, his cellphone was always open for you. He would go to the 24h drugstore and get you all the thing you could need. Even tho he didn't know why you were hurting. Always all the options, stomach bug meds, sanitary products and three options of pain meds.
Suga
-He express his love by music and by his actions
-He rarely say that he love you, but he loves you more then anything. He shows it to you in a lot of other ways than words
-Texting you lyrics of different love songs
-If he could writes a thousand of love song for you, he will do it
-In front of the camera, he's always kinda cold and with his members always so caring but you were the one handling him when he would be with you
-He will be your little baby and you were the only one to see this side of him
-He would sometimes cry in your arms and openly talk about his struggles and his mental health
-You had to be stroking his hair every nights so he fall asleep
-And if he was away, he will call you on face-time and you would both fall asleep, still on face-time until the morning
-But he will do self care night with you every week
-Always letting you choose the restaurant
-He would only let you wears his shirts and hoodies when you were at his place
-Or naked, he would be a fan of every parts of your body
-If you say that it was a difficult day today and you don't really love your body, he will cover every mirrors and remember you how beautiful you are, kissing every parts of your body
-He would love your presence, even if you were just chilling on the couch in his studio all night and him working on his album. He would be so happy
-He would take breaks and go lay on you and ask for attention like a little cat
Nam Joon
-He would give you a lot of his free time
-Always calling you when he is in his car, or facetiming when he was away
-''Good morning beautiful'' ''good night, i love you princess'' Every. Fucking. Day. since you first went on a date. Never missing a day, no matter how busy he was.
-A lot of art date. Museum, Bookstore, Paint date. Even a pottery date
-What you want, you'll have
-You go shopping, he will just give you his cards because he knows you'll be responsable with his money
-If you go grocery shopping. His card. He will say 'don't forget to buy something for yourself'
-The most gentlemen ever, in every sphere of your love life.
-I feel like he would be so gentle with you, like you are a fragile little teddy bear
-But not in bed. Definitely not in bed. But still really respectful.
-He wants you at every BTS or solo show, in the back, because he wants to kiss you after performing
-If you call him because you're hurt, he would leave the studio and rescue you like a prince
J-Hope
-I think J-Hope would be a lot of Acts of service and Words of affirmations
-Like, he would text you ''Hey pretty, don't forget your coat, it's cold outside.'' ''You can take mine''
-But you would be so scared to take his expensive clothes so you were always wearing yours
-Except when he was literally clothing you, when you were going on a date, he was the one wanting to match with you
-He loved seeing you with his clothes or matching
-He was always so proud seeing you that pretty with the clothes he picks.
-He will also text you a lot of little remember through the day
-'You got this' 'You were so pretty this morning yeobo'
-And when you would be coming home, it will always be clean because he loved reorganizing and clean your place
-If one day you happen to say you love matcha ice cream, he would buy one pot every week so you never get out of your favorite
-If you say you need more pens for school, he would buy you some.
-You say you love that books, at your birthday, he would be buying you the entire autographed collections.
-And flowers. SO MUCH FLOWERS. Always with the meaning.
-And he would have a funny nickname for you. Like little beary cutie bear or something like that lol
Jimin
-Words of affirmation, always, all the time
-He knows he's cute, but do you know who's cuter? You.
-He will tell you everyday, never missing an opportunity
-You will always be sharing each others cute picture, doing finger heart or ayegos
-One of the member saying "hey Jimin you're cute today" he will answers ''You know who's cuter? My girlfriend, look at her in this dress''
-I feel like he would love to be near you and showing you his yours and that you are his
-Like sitting on his lap. He would enjoy it so much, hugging you with his arms around your hip and his heads on your shoulder with a little smile
-Lot of hickeys too. But not on him, he didn't like it. But he would marks all of your body if he could.
-I feel like he would be kind of savage in bed lol
-And if you were scratching his back, he would love it
-He could be a little rough so sometimes you end up with bruises BUT ALL WITH YOUR CONSENT.
-And you were both laughing all the time, until your body hurts
-He would be telling you every day how lucky he is to have you
-The 'i love you more?', he always had the last word. Because if you say that you love him more, he will be angry that you think he love you less.
-You're his world
V
-PHYSICAL ATTENTION.
-And little passive agressive comments
-Like : ''You're so fucking gorgeous. You shouldn't be wearing that dress"'
-But not in a bad way obvi
-I feel like Tae is very healthy in relationship
-Always listening to you
-He would always sleep with you in his arms
-You're his personal coussin literally lol
-Like you can barely move if you are in the same bed as him
-And when you're watching tv too
-He always want a physical contact with you
-He's driving, his hands is on your thigh
-But not like just resting on your thigh, he will hold onto you like his life was on the line
-Your body is his possession and he show it to you all the time.
-He'll buy you clothes too, when he see something that will suit you well he would buy it. No matter the price or if it's a designer clothes
-A lot of gift giving too
JungKook
-I feel like Jungkook would be reallyyy physical
-Hugging you and kissing you whenever he has the chance
-Cooking? His arms would be around your hips
-Putting makeup? He would sit near you, gaming on his cellphone and looking at you every time he finish a game
-He would also text you a lot
-Seeing your favorite dog's breed, he would take a picture for you
-"SARANGHAE YEOBO'' ''I love you so much babe'' ''can't wait for you to get home''
-''I got you your favorite kind of chips"
-"miss you" when you left an hour ago.
-He would love when you were working out together. He was never judging you and was always glad to help you with your form
-And after your workout he would accept to do some yoga with you bc you love it
-And it would be so funny seeing him do all the yoga poses
-He would be a needy boyfriend
-But i mean, JungKook, so you were never mad about his attention.
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If you want to read more, here is the link of my masterlist : https://www.tumblr.com/kimtaehyung-taetae-writing/710423978560421888/masterlist?source=share
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The Glory (2023)
Summary: Years after suffering horrific abuse in high school, a woman begins an elaborate plot for revenge against those who wronged her.
My Rating: 9/10
Pros: Unlike Eve, this was the ultimate revenge show. The ending was surprisingly satisfying for being so dark. The twists never stopped and I was gasping out loud every episode. Just when you think you have things figured out, another bombshell drops. The cinematography is gorgeous and adds so much to the storytelling.
Cons: I'll talk more about this in a minute, but this show is brutal. They do not shy away from showing you exactly what the characters suffered.
Fanfic-ability: 2/10. I wouldn't want to write more about this, or read it.
First I want to say, this show was fantastic. It was a heart-gripping, edge-of-your-seat thriller that had more twists than a roller coaster, which is how it felt watching it. I felt the trauma depicted was treated realistically and without sensationalizing it. Even the villains felt authentic, and kept from being cartoonishly evil. Kim Eun-sook did a fantastic job writing this show.
A HUGE WARNING! This show has graphic depictions of violence, abuse, sexual assault, and domestic violence. If any of this is triggering to you, please exercise extreme caution before watching. This is one of the reasons I wanted to do this review right away. The abuse is treated with respect and not for shock value, but it is brutal to watch.
More under the cut.
It's hard to pin down what I liked so much about this show, considering how difficult it can be at times. But the brutality really did its job of making you want to go on this journey with Moon Dong-eun. Everything she experiences is beyond real yet feels so authentic. I haven't looked into the stories of bullying this show is based on because I know for me it would be overwhelming. It's hard to imagine people can be so cruel, yet the show presents everything so unflinchingly that you can't help but become immersed.
The performances were fantastic, especially from Lee Do-hyun, Yeom Hye-ran, and Park Sung-hoon. They were definitely my favorite performances, and the stories of each of them were able to put a lot of hope in a bleak story. Again, it was hard to watch Yeo-jeong suffering with his father's death or Hyeon-nam victimized by her husband, but it just made their triumphs that much more compelling. I also couldn't help but feel for Jae-joon; even though he was a villain, his desperation for a child was really good storytelling.
I'm sure I'll think of more to say, but this one is going to settle on me for a while.
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And I don't know...I remember Jimin slapping the air. You all are not going to erase that!
Thing is, the majority of reaction was him being flirty and sexy or someone is getting spanked by him lol. Not "oh come and spank me daddy" or "I want him to spank me like that" "oh he can bent me down, spank me and fuck me". That's what I meant. Jimin does sexy things, Fandom reacts but none of it goes to an absolute y/ns extent like we see with JK, Joon and Yoongi.
Now imagine it was Joon who slapped like that? Fandom will go absolute batshit crazy twitter army begging to be spanked by him. When Jimin said fuck you in SMF they were surprised but when Joon said the same they were ready ready spread their legs... when Jimin sings in sexy voice, that's it.. he's sexy, his moans must be beautiful etc.. but when Joon sings in low voice it's " I can cum from his voice" "imagine him speaking like this in bedroom"
Hello anon,
This is all true.
So it comes down to 2 things:
1. Stereotypes
2. Jimin has set the bar up too high
And preferences.
I can't possibly think anything Nam, Jk, Yoongi, Tae, Jin, or Hobi is thrist worthy.
But when Jimin said "fuck all your ops", I thought that was insanely hot. Even if the point of it was to sound aggressive.
Thanks for sharing.
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proposal absolutely accepted! just saw american teenager on the hyyh seokjin playlist oh you’re a capital g Genius… its SERIOUS.
also, have you ever explained your ideal hyyh adaptation soundtrack playlist in depth? (ie which songs would play when) if not i’d love to hear about it!
OHHHH my god pls i’ve been waiting ages for someone to ask. this is long sry. im kissing u on the mouth btw
ok realistically i know a perfect hyyh live action would not be how i imagine it bcs it hinges so heavily on specific korean working-class experiences which a good soundtrack would help emphasize. and unfortunately i dont know enough about korean culture circa 2000-2010 to build smt truly loyal to this vision. so obviously my playlists are incredibly self indulgent and tailored to the music i listen to and very much wips anyways so obvs not perfect :’))
REGARDLESS tho i think an effective hyyh soundtrack should ground the characters in the setting and express the conflict between their ideals and desires vs their reality. i think it would need to be used to anchor characters in their own and their parent's past in a way that still feels very modern? and a good way to do that would be to play around with american music. seok-jin spends time in america and very well might be american, my heart of hearts tells me yoon-gi loves jazz as well as hip hop, hell even just the fact that bts' style came from a lot of american influences makes american music smt that could rly help build that clash between the low-income korean setting and the trapped and hyperfixated-on-utopia characters if used correctly.
as for when each song in my playlist would come in, it depends! some are there for vibes, others are there for rly specific reasons and i could write whole essays for each but here's some commentary on a fave few <3:
dr dog - where'd all the time go: my perfect hyyh adaptation would explore seok-jin's american identity/non identity much more than the notes. i picture this one as an credits scene of him landing back in seoul from the states circa 2010
st vincent - laughing with a mouth of blood: mostly vibes but i can see as seok-jin refamiliarizing himself with song-ju and slowly hears how everyone is doing now
bruce springsteen - backstreets: mostly vibes but i can see it as a tae-hyung song, same as most of the 70s music on here
j cole - for whom the bell tolls: an introductory nam-joon scene, maybe 17 december year 21
f+tm - back in town: on seok-jin's walk home after his drink with nam-joon on 14 july year 22 (in my perfect adaptation seok-jin is in love with nam-joon. nam-joon knows this. seok-jin doesn't. they stay not for each other but bcs of each other)
#this got long im soooo sry but i havent talked abt hyyh in a minute#its like emptying a garbage bin after too long and it all falls out in a chunk#maybe one day ill go into more depth on what sort of american music i think would complement each character's desires/expectations#💌#anonymous
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NICE GUYS FINISH LAST // KNJ
you’re still so pretty
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strangers to friends, friends into lovers, and then.. strangers again?
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pairing:
med student nam joon + med student oc
au/genre:
high school sweethearts to exes to ???
fluff !! slight angst
note: cute little one shot in my drafts… idrk whats going on but it’s giving meet cute vibes!!! enj!
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One thing people never talk about is the loneliness that comes hand-in-hand with being ambitious.
You lose friends, opportunities, and even love.
Feeling the need to prove the world and others wrong—getting so lost in your strength that you’ve become weak—it’s not a life everyone can live. The exchange of your success came at the cost of having your loved ones as collateral damage.
Kim Nam Joon was exactly that for you.
Though you two didn’t end on a sour note, the memories and possibilities of you and him leaves a bittersweet taste in your tongue. Thinking of him, speaking of him, and missing him comes in waves. Yet, with each memory, you gladly drown.
Others argue that you bloomed late while your parents like to defend you and say you’re too good to settle for anyone less. Your parents, however, kept their mouths shut whenever it came to Nam Joon.
They liked him.
He was practically accepted and assumed to be the one you marry… It’s silly, isn’t it? For parents to see stars in their daughter’s eyes at such a young age and understand why.
From what you can remember, he was a quiet nerd who helped others but was also good at identifying when he was being used. There was a difference. He held your bookbag, dropped you off at class, and always sat with you and your friends at lunch. His friends would tease him about how whipped he was for you and your parents would often bicker about how young you two were to be that inseparable.
So when it ended—because nothing at the age of 17 really lasts—he didn’t know if it was over or if it was truly over. Partly because you didn’t sound cold when you asked for space and the distance that grew between you two had given you both time to accept the inevitable. Still, when it happened it felt utterly confusing. For weeks, he couldn’t help but wonder if you’d changed your mind before the summer ended and went on to your separate ways… In case you changed your mind—if a single ounce of you wanted to give the long-distance a fucking try—he had a plan.
The plan.
Calls are to occur every Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday nights. Calling every night might get tiring, but it’s okay if the calls increase due to missing each other.
Good morning texts every day.
Visiting each other should be done through turn-taking. He’ll go to you first.
Fly home every big holiday.
Shit like that.
He wondered if you would change your mind before he[‘d have to force himself to get over you. Then, he wondered if you would even think about changing your mind at all. Until suddenly, he realizes that you never even asked.
You probably never even thought about him.
You two broke up the summer before University. You both told everyone that your dream schools were at opposite ends of the world. Knowing you both could make it; it was hard for others to disagree. However, Nam Joon began to feel a bit of resentment as the breakup became more and more real. Deciding that long-distance would complicate your study and work schedules was a practical decision—but it was not his.
It was yours.
He’s almost certain that the decision was made out of 80% of logic, 5% out of love, and 15% out of insecurity.
You’ve never failed anything in your life. Perhaps, love is no exception.
As the seasons changed, time flew and the breakup felt like a summernight dream. It slowly became a topic that only popped up once in a while, and when it did, you spoke of it like how it felt. It felt kind and sweet. Like the aftertaste of strawberry milk candies and craving for more, like the way you finish a good book where the characters don’t die and nothing feels tragic, but a part of you wishes you hadn’t reached the end. That, if you could, you would reread the pages as if you never knew a thing. You spoke of your puppy love like how love felt; love felt like him.
The peace you’ve made with your feelings for him suddenly begins to panic as a familiar tall and dimple smile greets you. Cheesy to say, but too difficult to deny—all the memories of him begin to flood your mind as he approaches.
With his heart on his sleeve, he stands before you.
“Long time no see, ___.”
His smile is the same.
The way his lips curve perfectly reminds you of how they felt against your neck. He had that habit—smiling into a kiss that is. His hair is shaved, earning a good laugh from you. You’ve never seen him so… Manly?
“Kim Nam Joon,” you gush. “Wow, it’s been a while.”
Offering your hand, he stares at it and chuckles. His shoulders are much broader now, so his body language is much more noticeable. It suits him.
“Too formal, ___.” Nam Joon laughs, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips. Gently, he places a kiss on your knuckles and squeezes them. To others, this may be forward… To you, it’s just right. He always greeted you like this. A part of your heart is relieved he hasn’t changed that much. “But, yeah... It has been a while. 6 years to be exact!”
“You kept count?” Your eyebrows knit together, teasingly. He gives you a playful irritated look, causing your heart to melt a little.
“You know what I mean… I just—I didn’t know you were back in Korea. You don’t use social media so it’s a little hard to hear anything about you.”
To his dismay, it was difficult to get any news from you. Nam Joon would be lying if he said he hadn’t been asking around about you or if he hadn’t stayed up once in a while attempting to find your name on social media. Your closest friends moved on with their lives and careers; no one had time to reminisce on old high school sweethearts.
Except him.
“I finished my degree and then came back here for this med program. That was my plan, remember? It was always the plan. Nothing has changed,” you confess. “I thought you’d be way further into med school than me. You always talked about getting it done as fast as possible.”
He shrugs. “I took a gap… For like, 2 years and then failed 1 course… Twice.”
In complete shock, you gasp. “Kim Nam Joon… Failed? Twice at that?”
“It was a tough class! I fucking hate Psychology. Why do we even need it in pre-med? Like—”
You burst into tears. Tears of joy. Laughter, really.
“Y-you failed… P-psych? The easiest fucking course in the universe?”
Nam Joon shoots you a glare.
“My prof was crazy.”
“So are you for failing a fucking psych class!”
Nam Joon lets you have your moment. You continue to laugh, having a difficult time believing in his claim. As you continue to make fun, he makes himself comfortable, taking a seat next to you.
“Are we done? Can we please move on?” Nam Joon groans in embarrassment.
Composing yourself, you give in to his wish. “Some things never change, huh? You still make me laugh.”
His eyes soften. “You’re mean for using my failure as your source of joy.”
Then, you laugh again. You hit his shoulder, unable to contain your fun. Then, your eyes widen as your hand makes contact with his body.
Unhinged, you tell him, “Holy shit. You’re huge!”
Nam Joon’s eyes widen and he almost chokes on air.
You turn red.
“Y-you know what I mean!” You shove him playfully. It makes no difference. You barely moved him.
Nam Joon then begins to empty his bag. Taking out his laptop, he explains himself. “Ahhh. I met a few friends who are absolute gym rats. If I’m not studying, I’m at the gym with them.”
Teasingly, you gasp again. “Ohhh? So I have no insane drinking party stories to hear from you?”
Shaking his head with a smug smile, he answers you. “No.. There are definitely some insane drinking party stories for you to hear… Maybe after class? We could grab a cup of coffee and catch up.” He suggests. He isn’t sure what had gotten into him to be so rash, but he missed you. Seeing you again, his body automatically made its way to you.
You nod, feeling a little warm. “Sure! I’ve missed you.”
His heart skips a beat.
He missed you too.
The coffee hangout goes well.
You catch Nam Joon up with everything you’ve been up to. All the friends and people you’ve met abroad and how you finally learned how to ride a bike at the ripe age of twenty. He teases you for learning so late and you nag him about getting his driver’s license. To which, he said he acquired… Just a month ago.
At that moment, he feels like nothing has changed even though so much has.
You were braver.
A lot more confident with your words and posture and Nam Joon was calmer and oddly a little funnier than you remember. Maybe you missed his quirky jokes and random “fun facts.” Whatever it was, it caused you to exchange numbers and constantly be texting back and forth.
Suddenly, two months go by, and he’s back to being your best friend.
You feel like you’re 17 again. Your days with him are filled with late-night study dates and bike rides around his favorite spots on campus. Honestly, you wouldn’t have it any other way. For the first time in a while, you finally felt like you were home.
Finally, he had persuaded you to join him and his friends at the gym. Your AirPods are in and you’re running on the treadmill as Jungkook, Seokjin, and Nam Joon crowd around the weights. Nam Joon is spotting Jungkook. As he lifts the heavyweights, Jungkook strikes the conversation first.
“Are you two getting back together?”
“What?”
“You and ___,” Jungkook grunts as he finishes his rep. “Everyone is assuming so and I want to be the first one with confirmation... Makes me feel special.”
Nam Joon rolls his eyes and turns to check on you. With longing eyes, he assures his friends: “we’re just friends.”
Seokjin pokes his head in and laughs. “Shut up. Being funny is my thing.”
“Seriously!” Nam Joon urges. “Sure, we talk about the past and all but.. Not about us—nothing about us. And.. And I don’t think she wants to? It’s weird… And it’s okay. I rather it is like this than to make things awkward and not have her around anymore.”
Jungkook drops the weights and sighs.
“Ahh! Exactly my point!”
He and Seokjin share a look and bump shoulders with Nam Joon. They’re completely aware of how their friend was looking at the girl he had loved once and can’t help but feel like something about this situation felt unfinished.
“This is fate, you know?” Jungkook insists. “You two were in love and then it wasn’t the right time so you guys broke up. You guys were young back then… It was practical. But, she’s back and you still love her. It’s the right time. Now, this is the part where you try again.”
Nam Joon can’t help but feel like an idiot.
“Fuck off, Kook,” Nam Joon orders. “It’s over. I’m lucky to even just be her friend again. Besides, she probably has a boyfriend.”
Seokjin squints at Nam Joon in disbelief. “... Well, have you even asked her if she’s seeing someone?”
All three boys look dumbfounded.
No one knows what to say.
Would it be weird to ask such a thing? Of course, Nam Joon was curious, but a part of him kind of figured that talking about your current relationship status wouldn’t be the best icebreaker for you two.
“Look man, it doesn’t matter. You’re her ex. Her first boyfriend ever! You have rights.” Jungkook encourages. He picks up his water bottle and begins to chug.
Seokjin hits Jungkook’s stomach mid-gulp. “Rights? Kook, I think that’s for people who have kids and are having difficulty co-parenting—”
“He has rights!” Jungkook defends sternly. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he pats Nam Joon on the back. “Just ask her if she’s seeing someone… If not, ask her out. Try again.”
“What makes you think I want to try again?” Nam Joon scuffs and his two friends roll their eyes.
Jungkook and Seokjin share a look.
“You have been missing her your entire life. She’s back. A few giggles here and there and you ditch us for two months straight… Only to reach out and invite her to our gym to work out with us! No shade, but this is bro time!” Jungkook cries. “Also, you talk about it all the time when you’re 7 shots in. You haven’t had a girlfriend… Since her, right? Just hook-ups and a few flings… But no one is like her and that’s probably why.” Then, Jungkook hits Nam Joon’s head and sighs.
“No one is her.”
The three turn their attention to you. Two guys approach you and begin a conversation. Nam Joon observes and it causes Jungkook and Seokjin to chuckle.
“Time is ticking my friend. Tik tok, tik tok…” Jungkook makes an effort to let out a devious laugh. Nam Joon’s eyes begin to glow green and it satisfies his two friends. “Nice guys finish last… Ex boyfriends finish first!”
Jungkook leans towards Seokjin and whispers: “Looks like someone will be pulling ex-boyfriend card soon.”
With that, Seokjin and Jungkook switch. Seokjin lifts the weights and Jungkook helps to spot him. Nam Joon should look away, but he can’t. His eyes are glued to the way you’re laughing at the two boys who are trying too hard to impress you.
Mid lift, Seokjin teases Jungkook.
“You used the term “bro time,” right? You’re such a fucking loser, Kook.”
Nam Joon felt different though.
He felt like the fucking loser.
Nam Joon doesn’t call or text you as often as he did before.
Since that gym session, he had begun to act a little distant. Like he was trying to set boundaries or something. It felt odd that his actions felt familiar. You felt a little ache in your heart and your head hurt.
The past few weeks have not been easy for Nam Joon as well. He felt like an absolute dick for ignoring your warmth. He tried to excuse it by saying that he was too busy with his assignments and studying. So badly does he want to pull away from you; but it felt draining. He wanted to be near you and the fear of you not wanting him back was definitely taking a toll on him.
It was confusing though.
In the middle of the night, he’d come over once to give back your textbooks in exchange for a few of his hoodies. It didn’t feel real seeing him at midnight. Some nights, he’d come over a little damp from the midnight rain. As you let him into your place, all you can think to yourself is: damn. I think I’m still in love with this man.
So, yes.
It’s been a rough couple of weeks. With each passing day, his presence made you nervous. If his coming over at midnight wasn’t bad enough—it was the 9am’s with him that was worse. It was more about how close you two sat next to each other and how intimate these labs were. With each little moment of fingertips brushing, bumping into each other and him steadying you with his hands on your waist, and the little nose scrunch exchanges—the butterflies in your stomach flutter like crazy.
Fine.
Maybe you did fail once in your life.
You failed to be honest. You failed to fight for him. You failed to be someone to him that stays.
Nam Joon wasn’t having much fun either.
You’ve always been so pretty to him. He especially loved whenever you two had study dates because he could watch you furrow your eyebrows, reread the same sentences, and mumble formulas and concepts to yourself over and over again. If he was lucky, he’d look up at the right time and catch you sighing from frustration. Your puffy cheeks and sleepy eyes made his heart soft and confused. To him, it was enchanting to see you so invested.
Kind of like right now.
As you look into the microscope, he can’t help but feel nervous. He wants to reach out and move your hair to the side. It’s bothering you and he can tell. He wants to do it, but he hesitates.
It would be too much, right? He would be crossing the line—especially since you’re the one that broke things off with him.
His thoughts pause as you pull away and blink at him.
“Oh, shit! I have an interview at a clinic nearby so I can’t stay to help clean up after this. I’m sorry. I should’ve told you before we began—“
“___, it’s okay. Go do your thing. I hope you get it.”
Warmly, you smile at him.
“Thanks, baby—Nam Joon,” you correct yourself, throwing your head back and laughing nervously. In exchange, he stares at you blankly. You clear your throat, trying your best to move past this. “Sorry! For a second, I thought you were my boyfriend again.”
He brushes it off and tells you it’s okay. Again, you go back to looking into the microscope. Focusing on adjusting the lens and pulling away every so often to make notes.
“Me too,” he says softly.
Then, you feel it.
He tucks your hair behind your ears. You pretend like his touch didn’t send electric shocks throughout your body and ignore it. Your cheeks instantly flush a rosy pink and spill your secret.
Nam Joon chuckles, completely in awe of you.
You’re still so pretty to him.
You’re still his.
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List of Idols and Actors I included into my ultimate chart and into the Compatibility Calculator:
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NCT
NIK
NOIR
NU'EST
OMEGA X
ONEUS
ONEWE
ONF
OnlyOneOf
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TAN
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BoA
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Demian
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Earth
Eric Nam
Gao Hanyu
God
Gong Yoo
Gun
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Hirose Tomoki
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Hi! Just read your tattoo post - very well written and informative! I often wonder, (and btw I am a full supporter that the “JM” tatt means exactly that, JM. JiMin- ) do you think JK could’ve got the army tatt and someone said to him in between the J being added that funnily enough it could make all the members initials, if he added a J?
Like you said though, he could have easily found another place for it if he didn’t want the connotation to be that JM = Jimin. So he clearly doesn’t mind:)
Hello Anon,
Glad you found the tattoo post informative! It was quite fun to write and a very interesting topic to research I’m a sucker for research! Now, with regards to your questions. I perceive JK as someone who is very set in his ways and who has had a very graceful growth, considering the environment he basically grew up in, being the KPOP world. He has a very strong sense of self and had things gone even a little bit awry, I feel like he maybe would have risked becoming not very considerate of other people’s emotions or opinions in an alarming way.
Yet, thanks to his not-toxic-immediate-environment (being the other members, his immediate family, close friends, and perhaps few other people) he has learned how to react and gauge different types of situation where for example it is okay for him to be himself and not concede (for example, when he was arguing with JM about where the couch would go in ep149 BEHIND THE SCENES of RUN BTS)
from other situations where, depending on the person in question, he will concede his own opinion and seem to prefer to provide support rather than adding to the predicament concerning said person’s expense, which he seems to do a lot when said person is JM btw regardless of everyone else being on with say for example a joke (like during their VLIVE after the 2021 UNGA in September, when he amongst the members he spoke in JM’s defence).
Basically Jeon Jungkook does what Jeon Jungkook wants to do.
What people say is relevant to him only to a certain extent, which is depending on the situation and depending on who you are. ARMY for example is another entity that is very important to JK. He’d do almost anything to make ARMY happy, almost because in itself, though it may not seem so, JK is in fact in a sort of “long term relationship” with ARMY and has long already decided, and se,t his boundaries with us.
Now, let’s take this further to try and answer your questions, which of course can be but be only speculation and educated guessing. Imagine this: You live in SK and tattoos are not exactly the easiest thing to go about parading in your country. They are definitely not, yet your friend comes up to you with a tattoo that clearly spells the name of his fandom, what are your first thoughts? Mine would probably be He’s really crazy for his fans in a maybe weird way, like, you get a tattoo and what you do is tattoo the name of your fandom on your hand? To keep forever? I guess if I’m that big it will make the fans happy … but I don’t know, like, is this for me or them? What? That would be what I’d think in my head, but then I’d look at him and ask “Why?/Really?... but like, whatever makes you happy man!”. I’d basically be so shocked that I wouldn’t even be able to suggest adding any more letters to all of that, as I’m also still getting over the fact that he indeed has a freaking tattoo to begin with and don’t forget that there was also a smiley face and a purple heart … like mate 🥴
And then I'd be pretend like I never reacted the way I did, like I had always been supportive and i was just a bit shocked at first, when time later he'd come to reminding me how I was doubtful of his first ink 🙄🙄🙄...
We must also remember that JK’s friends are JK’s friends. If you are my friend and the first thing I say after seeing your tattoos is: by the way if you add a J on top of the M, that A looks like an upside down V and you know what you’d then spell? 🎵Kim-Nam-Joon, Kim-Seok-Jin, Min-Yoon-Gi, Jung-Ho-Seok, Park-Ji-Min, Kim-Tae-Hyung, YOU, BTS!🎶? Imma right? Won’t it be sick to have them too? Now, I’ve drawn my brother’s tattoo, but that was only because he begged me to I actually didn’t want to, and in the end he didn’t even get it tsk 😒, if not never in a million years would I even think of suggesting what I‘ve noticed his tattoo could look like if he added so-and-so on his body.
I know it doesn’t seem like a big deal, but permanent ink is meant to be permanent I mean you can get it off but it is an ordeal and not advisable, you’ve basically sat down and decided, right here, right now, this is what I want to keep forever. And let me add this. A part of me feels like, if he had indeed wanted to tattoo all the members on his fingers he would have not done it in such a way that it could have been left for interpretation. They ARE an important part of him, yet, once again, when you look at that hand, what really stands out is; ARMY across, JM down.
Surely he wouldn’t want his other members to be perceived as an afterthought since the J came after; don’t you think?
Always respectfully yours 💜
Marengo.
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Okay so I’m gonna ramble about an AoUAD idea that popped in my head today, so bear with me.
Soooo to start off, I discovered two delicious things today: a Twitter post generator, and an Insta post generator. This led me to think of an idea I had for a while, which was the AoUAD boys (Cheong-san, Su-hyeok, Dae-su, Gyeong-su, Woo-jin, and Joon-young) being K-pop idols. But now I think about it, only some of their personalities fit with the K-pop idol image.
Okay! Switching gears. Maybe Joon-young could be a solo idol and Woo-jin and Su-hyeok being his managers or smth. Idk. I hope you get the idea I’m trying to convey here 😭
I can also see Nam-ra as someone who could’ve been forced into the K-pop industry, if we’re going with the K-pop AU. But as I type, I’m starting to lose interest in this AU as I think it out here. It might not be very realistic.
So I’ll just end off with a lil something I created with the Insta generator. It’s not the best, but it still makes me giddy whenever I look at it.
Okay, but the instagram generation is... absolutely delightful. I'd read it just for stuff like that.
Unfortunately, I don't know enough about kpop to talk about realism or add specific details. Like, AoUAD was my first kdrama. That being said, I am very interested in showbiz stories in general and I feel like those get unrealistic really easily.
For what I can say, Dae-su gets to be the best singer. It's only fair that Dae-su gets to be the best singer. But Joon-yeong is the smartest at aesthetics. Him and Woo-jin have a fanbase, which they feed into on their socials. Basically, millions of fans with the mentality of yours and mine. Can you imagine such a world?
"Nam-ra as someone who could’ve been forced into the K-pop industry"-> Abso-frickin-lutely. Instead of assemblywoman, her mom's a manager or something involving the backstage business of this world and raised Namra to either take after the family business or manufactured her success as an idol.
Also, I just think that Ji-min would rock a pantsuit, so maybe she would work behind the scenes as well. On-jo, I-sak, and Hyo-ryung seem like they would be fans who would then achieve every fangirl's dream and descend into the lives of their favorite idol's. Or maybe a girlband.
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Just a Little Longer
Nam Joon x Reader
Summary: You are an idol signed by BigHit and you are very close to the boys, you've always had a crush on Nam Joon and he confesses to you that he likes someone.
Words: I don't even know, longer than my assignment for sure.
Warnings: A LOTTA FLUFF friendship fluff?????
Note: not proofread, also its been a while since I wrote I’ll get better.
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Hiii, so this is my first BTS fanfic, hope y'all like it. I think this will turn into a series, let me know what y'all think of that. Jin is my bias but Nam Joon and Yoongi are here to wreck it anytime anyday. Honestly I just want to be friends with them. I want to be in the gang. That's all.
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You were a female idol signed on to BigHit Entertainment around the time BTS was signed on. You and BTS were very close, army and your fans got used to it after a while. There were tons of times where you would look out for each other. You also recently became and international idol following BTS, they would look out for you at all the award shows you were both at. Taehyung would even walk you to the stage and up the stairs.
You were a part of the family. You would surprise them at their concerts, go on trips, bomb their Vlives. There were YouTube videos titled "BTS looking out for (Y/N)" online. You were a solo artist so you got grouped up with the boys often and the fans liked seeing you with them too. So they often let you tag along to shoots and even be a part of them sometimes.
You were a 94' born. So Tae, Chim and kookie called you noona. You were the closest to Yoongi, you vibed with him the best. You were the same kind. Maknae line were your babies, you pampered them a lot.
You were on your way to surprise the boys at the "BTS In the Soop" house. They thought it would be a good idea for you to make a special appearance on the show.
The boys were already there for a day. You were all packed taking in the air, you drove to the destination. You were excited, you hadn't seen the boys in a while because of a busy schedule but you were in touch via messages. Tae would send you regular updates about his life.
You pull up at the house and push the door open. Tae and Jimin were playing ping pong outside, you would see Hobi flying his glider. You smiled and got out. Jimin's attention went to the car and the ball hit his face. Tae and hobi burst out laughing, you also let out a chuckle. "(Y/N) Noona" he yells and you wave at him frantically.
As soon as he says that, all three boys turn heads to your direction. You keep waving and they rush towards you. Suddenly you are jumped at by 3 grown men almost knocking the air out of your lungs. You couldn't help but laugh. "Hi guys, miss me?" You ask. Hugging them all back. Tae nods. "I knew today would be a good day" hobi ruffles your hair. "What have you been upto, did you forget about us" you laugh to that as if you could forget your 7 best friends.
"Where's everyone else?" You ask looking around. "Yoongi Hyung should be in the Campervan, I think Jin Hyung and Jungkook are fishing and NamJoon is reading in his room." Jimin responds and Tae gets your luggage out and rolls it out. You take your luggage from Taehyung saying a quiet thank you. You roll out your luggage to the living room and walk towards the upper house, the boys go back to whatever they were doing before you came.
You walk to the upper house and spot the campervan. You open the campervan to surprise Yoongi. "Yoongi Oppa, Suprise!" You yell as soon as you open the door. He's so startled he almost three his equipment. "(Y/N) what are you doing here? I was so startled" he says holding his heart. You laugh your heart out at his reaction. "I'm sorry" you say and sit down next to him. "Whatchu working on?" You ask and he hands you one side of his earphone. It was his new project.
"How long are you here for?" He asked you. "I think until the end, no one told me anything" you say.
The door suddenly slams open. You and Yoongi jump, yoongi was holding his heart again and you were holding on to the table for dear life.
"JUNGKOOK" you yell.
"I'm going to die of a heart attack today" You hear yoongi mutter under his breath.
"(Y/N) Noona" he waves his hands at you and you slowly step out of the van to hug his big frame. "Did you grow taller in 3 months?" You ask. "I hope I did" he answers. He drags you to see Jin at the house. You see Hobi and Jin prepping something. "Jin Hyung close your eyes" Jungkook says and tries to hide you behind the door.
"What's this now?" He asks thinking it's one of Jungkooks pranks. "I have a present" he says. He does as the youngest says and closes his eyes.
You position yourself right infront of Jin. You feel his hand pat your head. "Is it a big plushie?" He asks with his eyes closed. You stiffle a chuckle.
"Open your eyes" Jungkook instructs and Jin looks at you. "(Y/N)" he squeals and hugs you. He jumps up and down with you in his arms. "I missed you" you laugh. "I've missed you too"
You smell something burn. "oh my fish" he screams and runs back to the kitchen.
Hobi Jungkook and Jin were making lunch, you always loved watching them cook. It was therapeutic. You also helped out when you could. "Is NamJoon still reading?" You ask in the air waiting for someone to answer. They all look at each other awkwardly before one of them says "You'll see him at lunch" you nod and continue eating the chips lying around.
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You were rolling out your luggage to the floating house that's where you will be staying for the rest of the days here. The boys offered to switch but you wouldn't let them, it has to be fair. You were heading out to lunch with Taehyung who was hanging out in your room until lunch was ready and you unpacked.
"Your hair has grown out, can braid it later?"
"Only if you massage it too" he smirks and you nod. "Alright, after lunch" you salute to him playfully.
He warned you about bugs and how you'll have to gulp you food as soon as you see it or you will end up eating a bug. "I think I swallowed one yesterday" he says making a face that screamed disgusting. He makes you laugh and you smack his arm lightly.
You see Nam Joon from a distance. "Nam Joon-ah" you yell for him to hear you. You run to him to give him a hug. He puts his arms around you but loosely. It felt weird, this is not how he usually hugs you, something wrong but you let it go for now. "The boys told me you've arrived" he says pulling back. He flashes a warm smile.
You look at him, giving him an 'Are-you-okay' face and he understands it immediately and softly nods at you.
"Thank you for the food" Jimin yells in the back and you both head to the table.
"One more mouth to feed" Jin says jokingly and shakes his head. "C'mon, you know you love me" you respond that immediately left Hobi bursting out in Justin Bieber's Baby in the middle of lunch in his adorable English. You all have a big laugh.
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You were all gathered in the living room now and Jimin was rapping??? Leaving you and Hobi laughing, you could feel your sides cramping up, gasping for breath as you laugh. "What activites did you ask for?" Taehyung asks.
"I brought my sketchpad and some books to read" you respond.
You stick your hand out to his hair and comb through, "Braid time" you say and he turns around, back facing you. Jimin hands him the mic and he sings some BTS songs while you braid his hair. "I'm so sleepy" he says, it's the effect of the head massage. He gets up from in front of you.
"I'm going to go nap" you nod. You see Jungkook already passed out in the living room. Hobi was still building blocks. You walk out of the room to the deck.
You look out to see Jin fishing, trying to Fish.
"Should I come pick you up?" He yells from afar. "It's okay" you yell back and look out in the distance. You see Jin's boat coming towards you. "Hop in" he says holding the boat still and he sticks one arm out.
"Where do you want to go, Juliet?" He asks dramatically once you've settled. "To your heart, Romeo" you play along trying not to laugh. "Extra points for playing along" he says laughing. You fake bow in the boat.
He casts his line and you wait. The scenery was beautiful. "It's so pretty out here" you talk to no one in particular. "Gets better in the night" Jin says waiting for fish.
"Jin oppa" you call to get his attention. "Is Joonie okay? He's been acting weird" you say. You were concerned about him. "He was okay yesterday, I don't know maybe if we let him be, he'll come back" Jin suggest. NamJoon always has been the type to go off on his own for a while and come back feeling better. "Maybe" you mutter and look around.
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You had played a bunch of games, had dinner, got drunk with the boys by the fire. It was almost cinematic, you forgot how at home and peaceful they made you feel. You still couldn't get around talking to Nam Joon and you were determined to do it. It was almost midnight. You all had turned your mic off put it away and gotten ready to get into bed. You hear some footsteps outside. You get up to check who it was.
You see a man bent over the railing of the deck looking at the river. It was almost 1am. You recognize the man. Nam Joon.
"Hey Stranger" you say sneaking up behind him. He almost jumps. "(Y/N)" he gasps. You go to stand next to him.
"Can't sleep?" You ask.
He nods playing with his finger rings. "What's wrong" you ask really concerned, hoping he'll spill and feel better.
"There's just been a lot on my mind"
"You want to talk about it?"
"Nothing in specific"
"Tell me anyway, I'm here to listen"
You hear him take a breathe.
"There's someone I like but telling the person or acting on it is not going to do any good for either of the parties but I don't know what to do, do I let it go?"
"woah" you were taken aback, Nam Joon doesn't open up this quickly you didn't expect it either. You expected some vague things about his career. You heart sank. You used to crush on him where you were a bit younger but you thought you outgrew that? Guess not.
"Telling her won't work?"
"No, it won't, I can't date. Not with this schedule and this kinda career but what if I let it go and I don't get a chance like this again"
"Are you scared of missing out on love?"
He slowly nods. "I guess, I mean I love my career, I love the boys I love how far we've gotten, but it's taking everything, especially my youth."
You were dumbfounded. You didn't know how to respond to all of this. You didn't even know how he felt.
"Are you sure she's the one?" You ask.
"No, how can anyone be sure about anything so early on? I'd love it if she was but we'll have to try to know and the trying can't happen in the first place"
Your always amazed by his maturity. "I think if you really like her, you should give it a go tell her how you feel, just to get it off of your chest, even if you know for a fact it's not going to work out, and if it does work out, well good for you. Right?"
He slowly nods. "Do I just tell her?" He turns to you. you can feel his eyes pierce through your soul even in the night. It's like he knows what he does to you and continues to do it.
You nod to his question. "You'll feel better"
"Okay" he nods to himself as if he's encouraging himself to do it. You had an immediate urge to hug him, you put your head on his chest and your arms around his back. He likes someone else, why does that bother you? It was a stupid crush, two years ago, what is wrong with you? You ask yourself.
"Are you okay (Y/N)" he asks. You nuzzle further into him.
"I thought you needed one" You needed one.
"You have feelings too, you robot, why do you supress them so much?" You mumbled. He chuckled. "I don't like to talk about them" he brushes your hair.
"You should"
You try to pull back but he hugs you tighter.
"Just a little longer, please" you happily oblige. He did need a hug after all.
Are you crushing on him again? Are you ready to get your heart broken?
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Don't ask I don't even know, I think I'll make this a series, let me know what you think of my first BTS imagine, a lot more to come, I'm obsessed with these boys.
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