#smiley Taehyung is my favorite Taehyung
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Late For Work (jjk x reader)
Pairing: Husband!Jeon Jungkook x black!female!reader
Word Count: 2,223
Warnings: established relationship(they’re married!), fluff, domestic vibes, Jungkook’s a house husband, tattooed!Jungkook, smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), morning sex, somnophilia I guess? He wakes reader up with head. Kitchen sex, oral(m and f receiving), deepthroating, throat fucking, lots of spit, reader’s a whiny and needy sl*t, Jungkook is obsessed with reader(in a sweet way), begging, overstimulation, interrupting phone cliche
A/N: Hi! I’m back! I know I said this would be a Gamer!Jungkook but I kind of went off script a little, heh. There will definitely be a part 2 of this though and there will be actual Gamer JK in that. I didn’t really describe the reader in this so imagine them as you like. Criticism is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy!
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When you woke up, it was to him between your legs, slurping up all of your wetness and flicking his tongue against your swollen clit. He managed to wrench 3 orgasms out of you before your alarm rang, that stupid job calling for your attention. Thank goodness you were close to going on vacation. After that, you could spend some much needed quality time with your husband.
He helped you to the bathroom, your legs feeling weak from your orgasms that were still vibrating through your body. Once you showered, did your skincare, and refreshed your hair, you found him in the kitchen, back turned to you as he sliced something on a cutting board.
Bringing your bottom lip between your teeth, your hungry eyes greedily took in the expanse of his bare, muscled back. Each movement caused his muscles to flex, the dark and brightly colored tattoos that stretched across his back shifting. He had recently finished the healing process for his brand new back tattoos—a large dragon spread across his shoulder blades, multiple flowers of different colors wrapped around his ribs, and your favorites were the abundance of clouds with butterflies resting on them. He had lots of little others like that cute smiley face on the back of his neck and that Minnie mouse bow on the back of his right arm he got on a dare after losing to Taehyung. You remember when he came home with it. You had laughed for close to 10 minutes, much to Jungkook’s chargin, his pout never leaving until he got annoyed and bent you over the couch. You still giggled but his cock taught you manners.
He heard you place your purse down on the kitchen island, turning his head to look at you.
“Breakfast is almost ready.”
You came up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning in to inhale his shampoo. Your cheek rubbed against his soft skin, humming when he relaxed in your embrace.
“Morning head and breakfast? Are you married?”
He chuckled, reaching for another strawberry to slice. “I am. Very happily for 3 years. They’re the love of my life.”
“Sounds like a very lucky person.”
While you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was smiling extra big.
“Eh. They hog all the blankets and can’t sleep unless it’s freezing cold but I guess they’re lucky to have me.”
You rolled your eyes, biting his shoulder blade. He was such a dork.
“They bite me a lot too. I wonder if I’m tasty.”
Your hands began to wander, scratching down his chest and abs until you reached the band of his low sweats. You dipped into the article of clothing, a noise of surprise vibrating your throat when you found he wasn’t wearing underwear.
Your hand grabbed at his half hard cock, beginning to pump him slowly. He inhaled a sharp breath, dropping the knife he held in the sink. Safety first and all that.
His hands gripped at the counter, head dipping low as you stroked him to hardness. When his sweats began to get uncomfortable, he moaned.
“Baby….”
You hummed, pulling away from him to let him turn around. Now that he was facing you, you could appreciate him fully—from his broad chest to his smooth expanse of his defined stomach. Your eyes trailed up to meet his, dark irises staring at you. His gaze made you feel warm all over, those earlier orgasms feeling far away. You wanted more.
Dropping to your knees before him, you grabbed at his sweats before pulling them down. His cock sprang up, the tip leaking precum. You licked your lips, gaze greedy and your throat itching to have him nestled in it.
You gripped him once again, feeling him throb in your hold. Locking eyes with him, you leaned forward to lick at his tip.
“You’re delicious.”
Your stare never broke as you licked him from base to tip. Eye contact was the quickest way to get him to cum. You too. It just made your sex feel more intimate and connected. It also fueled his ego a little to watch your sultry eyes stare up at him as he was down your throat.
After you had slicked him up enough, your hand pumped at him as your mouth sucked at his balls—his most sensitive spot. He tossed his head back, leaning against the counter, a loud moan coming from him.
Gathering saliva in your mouth, you bubbled spit all over his balls. He loved it wet and messy, something you learned after your first few times together. He was always a gentleman during your first times but that quickly changed when you started getting more and more comfortable with him. Your pussy would get so wet and sticky that he couldn’t hold back.
Coming back to his cock, you kissed along his shaft, trailing spit with you, cheeks and chin wet. You took him into your mouth, sucking him halfway in, your hand pumping what you hadn’t gotten to…..yet.
Your tongue licked all around him, cheeks hollowing as you sucked him. His hand grabbed at your hand, hips bucking into your throat. You removed your hand from his cock, instead gripping his thighs, giving him the okay to go hard.
Using his other hand to grab the back of your neck, he began moving his hips in and out of your mouth. You relaxed your throat, allowing him to slip in and out with ease.
“You like that cock in your throat, baby?” His raspy voice talked down at you. You moaned around his cock because fuck yes you did. You could feel your panties sticking to you, the fabric probably ruined beyond rescue.
He pushed your head all the way down, holding you there, nose buried in the hair at the base of his cock. Tears sprang in your eyes, throat constricting around him. Your nails dug into his thighs, leaving red marks in your wake.
When you began to sputter and gag on him, he let you go. You inhaled a deep breath, coughing and trying to pull air back into your lungs. Your bleary eyes looked back up at him, your hand coming to pump at his slick cock again. Sweat dripped down his chest and stuck his hair to his forehead. He looked good enough to eat.
“Give me more, baby.” Tongue hanging out of your mouth, you were ready to take everything he gave you.
Fuck.
A few more pumps of your hand and harsh suck to his tip and he was cumming in your mouth, filling your cheeks. He shivered as his orgasm racked him, mouth dropping open in a silent moan.
You didn’t immediately swallow, letting him regain his breath. You patiently sat back on your heels, bright eyes staring up at him.
His hand reached out to grab your chin, tilting your head up. “Open.”
You obliged, dropping your jaw to show him his release in your mouth. He felt his cock jump at the sight. He couldn’t get enough of you.
“Swallow.”
And you did, opening your mouth again to show him you had obeyed.
He helped you up from the ground, grabbing under your thighs to lift you and place you on the kitchen island. His lips hungrily moved against yours, his hands pushing your pencil skirt up until he could access your thong. His warm hands grabbed both sides of the thin string, giving it one harsh pull and it snapped. He worked at the buttons of your blouse next, careful not to pop any of them in his haste but truthfully, he could care less. Once it was open, he pulled down the cups of your bra, letting your breasts spill out.
You moaned as his hands pinched at your nipples, little sparks going up your back. He pulled away from your mouth, a whine coming from you but it was quickly covered when his mouth sucked in your left nipple. Your hands buried in his hair, humming as he worked both of your nipples to stiff peaks. He bit at the skin of your breasts, further darkening the hickies he placed there just last night. Once he was satisfied with his work, he pulled away to kiss you again.
“Fuck me, baby. Please. I can’t wait anymore.” You were starting to grow more and more desperate. Those orgasms from earlier just weren’t enough. You needed his cock right now.
He smirked at your whiny tone. His cock was hard again, throbbing to be nestled in your warm and tight walls but he had more pressing matters to tend to.
Pecking your lips once more, he bent down slightly until he was level with your pussy. His hands gripped your thighs, pushing them apart to get more access to your dripping heat. You barely had time to balance yourself on your hands before he was diving in, eating you out like a man starved. His tongue licked and sucked at your clit, abusing the swollen bud until your legs were shaking.
His eyes looked at you from between your legs and goodness were you a sight to see. The way your mouth dropped open, your breasts all marked up, and your watery eyes threatening to spill. He could eat you out for hours, not even stopping when you were crying and begging for him to let you rest.
You didn’t even realize how desperate and close you were until that band was snapping and you were cumming all over his face. One of your hands buried in hair, pulling him closer as your head fell back. Your toes dug into his shoulders, almost pushing him away but he remained firm, delivering licks to your clit.
Once you were shaking in overstimulation, he pulled away, licking his lips of your sweet juices.
He stood back to his full height, pulling you closer until your hips hung off the edge of the counter. You felt his cock rub against your sensitive pussy, flinching away a little at the almost painful feeling. But you were so desperate for him that you didn’t care. You just wanted his cock inside you. Now.
Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him to you again. Tears fell down your cheeks, bottom lip wobbling. “P-please….no more teasing…”
He could hold himself back anymore either. He pecked your temple, hands digging into the nest of your thighs. “Okay, princess.”
The head of his cock rubbed against your slick folds, bumping your clit a few times making you shiver.
Just as he was about to push in, the loud blaring of your phone broke you apart. Realization struck you, your eyes widening.
“Oh shit! My meeting! I’m late!” You hastily reached for your purse, digging in it until you found your phone. You quickly answered it, apologies falling from your lips.
After you hung up, Jungkook helped you from the island, your legs buckling but he held you up.
You sighed, leaning against his sweaty chest. “Ugh, darn you and your magnetic dick. Why did you distract me?”
He snorted, rolling his eyes. “You stuck your hand down my pants. You started this.”
You growled, biting his pec lightly. “You woke me up. You started this.”
He harshly gripped both of your ass cheeks in his hands. “Do you want me to finish it?” His suggestive tone matched his eyes, his stare sending shocks straight to your pussy. Was that meeting really important? You could just quit your job and live your days with Jungkook’s cock down your throat. You’d clock in faithfully every day.
You whined, pushing him away. “I’m already late. Stop tempting me.”
He gave you that cheeky smile again but let you go, making sure to deliver a slap to your ass as you walked away.
Once you had brushed your teeth again and fixed your makeup and hair, you rushed to the door. Jungkook was already waiting for you with a bagel and your lunch bag. Your heart warmed at the sight of him. He took such good care of you. An idea of a surprise date swirled in your head.
You smiled when your eyes met.
“Here. I packed your lunch and since breakfast got cold, I made you a bagel. Eat the whole thing.”
You walked into his arms, hugging him tightly, his warmth sinking into your skin. “I love you.”
He smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I love you more.”
After embracing for a moment longer, you reluctantly pulled away, not wanting to leave him but you knew you had to work.
He kissed away your pout. “I’ll be here when you come back. I promise.”
You sighed but nodded, expecting a final kiss before you finally walked out of the door but instead, his hand grabbed your throat to pull you closer. You gasped at the sudden movement, eyes widening as they locked with his. His smile had dropped, only a mischievous smirk left in its wake.
“And when you come back, I’ll fuck you on every surface in this apartment.”
Your thighs rubbed against each other, excitement bubbling in the pit of your stomach. You were about to say something but you were silenced when he shoved the bagel in your mouth
“Have a good day at work.”
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Taehyung As Your Boyfriend
This is a part of my BTS As Your Boyfriend Series. Thank you for all the support on the other members!!
Contains: FemReaderXTae, softie taehyung, mentions of sex, nothing too intense, just Tae being the sweetest, fluffiest bf 🙈
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When you meet-
He's such a sweetheart, all smiley and shy around you
Listen up hoes, you're dealing with a man that has a heart 10x bigger than most people you'll meet
This man opens every door, carries every bag, coat and accessory causing you discomfort, and insists on paying
And not in a creepy way as if he's down on his knees for you immediately, but more as a gentlemen just being sweet asf
Lowkey wants to hold your hand but he won't admit that
Seeing how he usually steps back and observes conversations instead of speaking up, I think he'd be very attentive to your body language and mood
Tbh he'd be soooo shy, blushing asf
He doesn't seem like the type to have a lot of relationships or flings or anything
So once he chooses someone, it's over, he WILL want to marry them
So his inexperience can make him sort of uncomfy when meeting new people because he just doesn't know...how to handle the situation
So he tries to impress you by being nice to others, like complimenting people, being nice to the waiter, all that stuff that'll indirectly show you he's sweet asf
He's not judgemental at all.
Will listen to what you say and remember it
I just had this thought where he would 100% call his parents for dating advice. Just very shy questions he has that he thinks his parents will know the answer to.
When you start dating-
Your man is so fuckin respectful 🙏
Not the type to ask you to move in too soon, or have sex immediately, not because he doesn't want to, but because he respects you and doesn't want you to feel rushed or anything
However...
He would, in fact, like to move in with you, have sex, get married, have a baby, and start a whole life with you
But he keeps that a secret, just until you're ready 😉
His favorite things would include: late night calls, road trips, picnic dates, movie nights, etc.
Don't ask me why I think this but he would really enjoy playing board games with you
It's not much of a board game though bc yall get sidetracked and start talking and then forget who's turn it was.
Also. LOVES your lips. Will constantly be kissing them. Period.
Traditionally in Korea, meeting a boyfriend or spouse's parents is sort of a big deal, but he's close with his parents and would love to introduce you early on.
Tell me why he'd be so perfect at comforting you.
Like you just call him up one night with some sort of issue and he straight up comes over and has a deep ass convo with you about it
So if you struggle with mental health, he's your guy
However, I think he takes his career very seriously as he's worked so hard for it and I think there might be some tough situations and fights that may happen due to his career
But if that's cool with you, Tae is a dedicated ass bitch, so come get your man.
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My requests are open! I hope you enjoyed this, hoes! 💕
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Leave The Door Open 3 | JJK
PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE
Pairing: Jungkook x (f)reader
Genre: smut, fluff, humor, just straight up porn.
AU: established relationship
Wordcount: 7,020
Summary: Jungkook keeps buying toys to torture you with, but this time he bought one for you to use on him.
Warnings: Language. Just a whole lot of smut.
Smut warnings: Explicit sex. Unprotected sex (Wrap it folks). Pet names (Sparkles, Baby, and Kookie are used an OBSCENE amount). Edging. Pegging. Oral (f & m receiving). Fingering. Light choking/breath play. Use of sex toys. Anal and anal play. Spanking. a lot of Biting. Multiple orgasms. Overstimulation. Technically cum eating. Creampie. I’m sure there’s more. I’m tired.
Rating: M / 18+
AN: Here we are again. Where I say this wasn’t meant to happen. Part 2 was the final and I was happy. But @btsgotjams27 is a genuine menace to my brain and after three or four rewrites, here we fucking go again. This is straight up porn. There’s not a single moment where it isn’t. Read More right at the beginning so you know it’s smutty. Thank you @here2bbtstrash for beta-reading my filth. and the gorgeous @classicseffects for the banner and divider. I do not deserve either of you in the slightest.
and as usual, please leave feedback. Either with a reblog or send me an ask. It’s greatly appreciated. 💜
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Jungkook after two weeks of celibacy was no joke.
Every time he comes back after one of Taehyung’s matches where he stupidly decides to be celibate, you think that maybe you’d be able to keep up with his intense stamina and filthy thoughts that he had planned over the course of fourteen days, but you were wrong. While he had all that pent up lust, he’d never leave you alone longer than two days without making you come. He was obsessed with your moans and the way your body felt in his hands as you fell apart for him.
No matter how much either of you said no more, that you would try to do the two weeks without an orgasm with him, you’d only ever make it a day or two before his hands were back on you and he’d bring out a new toy he got for you.
The most recent, however, was not for you. It was a few days after Taehyung had an apparently huge match, and you purposefully stayed away from Jungkook for the two weeks so he could focus on getting Tae ready, even going as far to stay with Jeongyeon for a bit. When he finally got back home Friday morning, he pounded on your door only to pound you against it once you let him in.
You had sex with your boyfriend throughout the weekend, with moments of sleeping, eating, and a shower or two in between rounds. It wasn’t until later Sunday afternoon, when you were both sitting on your kitchen island surrounding a nearly empty pizza box, that he remembered his purchase.
He hopped off the counter, your bed sheet still wrapped around his bottom half, and went to dig through his luggage he left by the door until he shouted in victory, scurrying back to you. You had just bitten into the last slice as he hopped back up, smiling at you, your legs crossed in a giant shirt you stole from him, a blanket underneath you to keep your bare bottom from touching the cold counter. You had no issue sitting without a blanket, but Jungkook had insisted he needed to protect his “favorite thing” from the cold surface.
“Why are you so smiley?” You ask cautiously. Any time he gets smiley, it’s because he found a toy to torture you with. “Kookie, I really don’t think I have it in me for more weird toys and experimentations of what my body can handle…”
“It’s not for you, Sparkles.” His grin grows wider, and there’s a glint of something dark in his eyes. Interesting.
“Oh? What is it, then? A cock ring? Pretty sure you can do that pretty well with just your hand without paying for a silicone rubber band. I’ve seen you do it.” You watch his face redden slightly as he shakes his head and puts the small box in front of you.
A-Play Vibe Beginner Plug
Your eyes shoot up to meet his. “Do I finally?” You put the pizza back in the box, wiping your hands on whatever’s closest to you, it’s all going in the laundry later anyway, and crawl into his lap, cupping his face.
“Do I finally get to play with you?” You whisper against his lips, a smile creeping across your face. He bites his bottom lip, toying with his lip ring, and nods slowly.
“I don’t know about fucking me, but…this could be a good start?” His face shows excitement, but his words sound worried, hesitant, and a little scared. His hands run up and down your outer thighs, squeezing your hips with every pass.
“No, it’s okay babe. We don’t have to jump straight to that. We can start with this. We can go as slow as you want.” You card your fingers through his hair, grasping at the roots near the nape of his neck, and pull him into a deep kiss.
You both relax into the little makeout session in the kitchen, his hands finding a way up under your shirt and smoothing across your back, before finding their way back down to your hips as you roll them against his growing erection.
“When can we play?” You murmur against his cheek, kissing down to his neck.
You two had spoken about this a few different times. You didn’t think it was fair that he could play with your ass, but you still hadn’t played with his. And he never once denied wanting it. He had stated he was bisexual like you were, but had only bottomed twice, both being rather unpleasant experiences. And you knew he was a switch like you, but you were both perfectly okay with him being more dominant as your brain often turned to mush around him.
But since that first conversation after you two made your relationship official, he had been cleaning himself out and prepping, just in case you decided to go for it, every time you two had sex. But tonight was different, tonight wasn’t an “if'', it was actually going to happen, and he was suddenly nervous.
“I just need to…to prep…first.” His hands still your hips, and you look back at him, slightly worried.
“Are you okay? Are you sure about this?”
“Yeah. I mean…I’m cleaned out and all that. Just…nervous. It's fine.” He softly chuckles, but he still sounds nervous.
“Wanna take a shower together? Help you relax?” You gently grab his face again, running a thumb across his lips. He smiles, kissing your thumb, and nods.
“Yes, please.”
You giggle, crawling off him and hopping off the counter with his help. You turn back to him, kissing him again after he hops down next to you. “This is gonna be fun.” You smile, taking off your shirt and tossing it on the counter, Jungkook doing the same with the bed sheet.
You both head into the shower, bringing the toy in with you after cleaning it first, and confirming that he had charged it prior.
“First, let’s just take a shower, okay? We’ll take it super slow, Kookie. I want this to be good for you.”
“Usually it’s me saying that…” His brows pinch together and you laugh as you turn on the shower, holding the shower head away from the both of you to ensure it’s a good temperature. Once you put it back up, you grab your shampoo, squeezing a good amount into your hand before turning around and prompting him to lower to your level.
You both enjoyed this part. You did it often in your relationship, especially on days with multiple rounds. One of you would start to feel too dirty and it was off to the shower for you both. You felt this was the place you two were the most intimate and vulnerable with one another, way more than sex made you feel.
It’s the act of taking care of one another in ways outside of bed. And outside of buying things, cooking, cleaning, and other acts of service. Being completely naked in front of each other and helping to clean away both the physical and metaphorical dirt and grime from day to day life. You both loved it. Any excuse to shower together, you’d take it. You both even went as far as going through the store, sniffing each shampoo, conditioner, and body wash to find the three that you both liked and got a set for each apartment.
Once you’ve both shampooed and conditioned each other's hair, giving him soft kisses in between, you reach for the body wash. You squeeze some out on the washcloth and make it sudsy before he holds out his arm for you, as per your routine. You wipe up and down his arm once before continuing across his chest to the other arm. You get so lost in the action of cleaning up your boyfriend, that you almost forget why you were in the shower to begin with.
Once you feel satisfied about getting all the soap on him, paying a little extra attention to his behind, you set the washcloth aside and let the showerhead wash the soap down his body, your hands following suit until they land on his abs. You lock eyes with his, silently whispering kiss. He complies, leaning down to grab the back of your neck and pulling you up to a loving kiss.
You smile, deepening the kiss as your hands trail down his abs, tracing around his pelvis, brushing your fingers over anything that isn’t where he wants you most. He whines into the kiss and you smile, wrapping your tongue around his, swallowing the moan he lets out as you finally grab his now fully erect cock.
“Good?” You whisper softly, and he nods, kissing your nose. You give him one more quick kiss before dropping to your knees, hand pumping him slowly on your way down.
“Baby, please.” He whimpers as you kiss the tip of his cock.
“Shh, baby. Just relax and enjoy and I’ll take care of you, okay?” He nods again, hissing as you suddenly wrap your mouth around him and shove him as far back as you can until you're gagging.
“Oh, fuck, baby. That’s fucking perfect.” He bends forward a bit, hand on the back of your head, gently pushing you down farther on his cock. You give one tap to his thigh and he lets go, allowing you to pull off, breathing heavily as you both watch your saliva mixed with his precum string between him and your mouth. You look up at him, making sure he’s still okay before wrapping your hand around him again and lifting up so you can wrap your mouth around his balls while slowly pumping him.
You don’t get to pay too much attention to his balls, though, when you feel him twitch in your hand. He’s close, which means although you said slow, you need to pick up the pace just a little bit. You give one last open mouth kiss to his balls and move down to kitten lick at the secret sweet spot between them and his hole for a second before finally getting to where you’ve been wanting to be most. You lay your tongue flat against his rim, adding the smallest pressure to gauge his reaction.
He let out a hiss, tugging you away from him, muttering wait a few times. You back up on your knees, confused until you watch him turn away from you, lifting a leg and resting his foot on the seat in the shower and leaning forward, shoving his ass in your direction. “Is that better?” he quietly murmurs.
“So much better, Kookie.” You sigh out a laugh, crawling back to him and massaging his ass, spreading his cheeks and bringing them back, watching him clench and unclench.
You dive back in, licking a circle around his rim, causing him to moan out again as he presses his ass further against your tongue. So you go to work, adding more and more pressure, spitting on his hole before teasingly putting enough pressure to try to press your tongue past his muscle.
“More, baby. You can do more…” He muffles his moans in one of his arms and you pull away enough to slap his ass just once.
“Don’t you dare muffle those sounds, Kookie. I want to hear every sound you make, okay?”
“Okay. Sorry, baby.”
“You will be if you do it again,” you threaten, but you know you have no real dominance here. Maybe a little in this position, and for the situation he allowed you to be in, but not enough to enable punishment or anything he’s done to you in the past. You both know this, and yet he treats your threat like a real one.
You bring the lube out, shower still on, but it’s not enough to keep him comfortable. You add a little dollop to his hole, setting the lube aside for a moment, and begin adding pressure with your index finger. It eases in pretty easily as he allows his body to fully relax for you, teasingly tugging at his cock. You drop out a little more lube, adding your middle finger next.
The sound he makes for you could only be described as what you’d like the sounds of heaven to be. He cries out, smacking the underside of his thigh, biting his bottom lip to focus on anything else other than the urge to come.
You’re having too much fun with this, slowly adding a third finger when you feel he’s ready.
“Fucking hell, Kookie, the day you let me fuck this little ass… You’re gonna be so full with me in you, baby. So fucking full. You’ll be begging for it.”
“Mmph,” is the only sound he can make. Words no longer exist in his brain as he shoves his ass back, fucking himself on your fingers.
“That’s so hot, Kookie. Keep going. Let me know when you want the plug.”
He waits all of five seconds before he strains out the words “I want it,” groaning as you pull your fingers out. You quickly reach for the plug and add a generous amount of lube to it.
“Ready?” He nods his head furiously.
“Tsk tsk, Kookie. What’s that you’re always going on with me about? Using your words?” You bring your index finger back to his rim, pressing lightly.
“Fuck, Sparkles. I’m ready. I want it. Put it in, please.” He sounds desperate and you love it.
“Now you know how I feel, teasing jerk,” you smirk, slowly easing the plug in, marveling how his ass easily swallows up the thickest part.
The deep and scratchy whine he lets out is enough to make you want to come. You press the plug in a little further until it’s fully in except for the handle.
“All good, Kookie?” You rub your hand up and down his lower back, smiling as you watch him clench around the little toy.
“Turn it on,” he mumbles and you turn off the shower, getting off your knees.
“Get on the bed and I might.” You decide to have a little fun while you have a little bit of control and give his cute ass another nice slap, making his hips buck forward, the plug pressing in deeper ever so slightly.
You’ve never seen him move so fast, rushing past you and crawling onto the bed, sitting on his knees with his ass resting on his feet. You dry off quickly, exiting the bathroom with a smug grin on your face.
“I could get used to this view. You, sitting there, waiting patiently for me with a plug in your ass. Waiting for me to do literally anything.” You crawl behind him, wrapping your arms around him and resting your chin on his shoulder. You reveal the little remote control in your hand and kiss his shoulder when he lets out a low moan.
“You want me to turn it on, Kookie?” You kiss the shell of his ear and feel him shudder.
“Please.”
You nod, showing him as you press the power button. You barely hear the vibrations but you don’t need to to know it’s on. Jungkook’s posture straightens up and tenses. You can hear his breath catch in his throat as he leans back into your chest.
“You okay, Kookie? Less or leave it?”
His head lands on your shoulder, looking up at you with his adorable Bambi eyes struggling to stay open.
“More…”
“Yeah? My Kookie wants more?” He nods, his hands gripping your shins on either side of him. You kiss his temple as you turn it up twice. “Fuck your hand, Kookie. Pretend it’s me your cock is pumping into.”
He obeys, rushing to wrap his hands around his cock, still wet from the shower and the amount of precum leaking from the tip that he smears down his cock before bucking his hips up into his hands. It’s not a perfect rhythm like it usually is, because every time he bucks up, he clenches around the plug, causing the vibrations to feel more intense.
“Baby. I can’t. I can’t. I need to fuck you for real. Please. Please let me fuck your perfect tight cunt while this is vibrating in me. Please, baby. Fuck, I need to be inside you with this in me. Please.” His head, still resting on your shoulder, is turned toward your neck and every pleading word is whispered against your skin, making your core flutter.
Before you can even decide on whether or not to give up control to him once again, he pulls himself off you and in one swift movement, flips over to pin you down on the bed, hovering on top of you. His lips return to your neck, marking you repeatedly, licking over marks from earlier in the day.
“Let me fuck you, baby. Let me fill you with my cum while you vibrate the toy in my ass. Please? I want it. I need it.”
Fuck this man and his begging voice that make you so goddamn weak.
You pull his face away from your neck to bring to your lips. Kissing slow languid kisses, you reach down between you both to guide his cock to your entrance, barely giving him enough time to notice you easing the head in, allowing him to snap his hips into yours once he realizes he can.
You both loudly groan at the stretch. You wrap your legs around his waist, pressing him further into you, and your arms around his shoulders, keeping his lips near yours at all times.
“Fuck, I can’t do it slow for you, baby. I’m sorry.” He whimpers against your lips, pulling his hips back and slamming into you repeatedly, eventually finding a good pace, hips still faltering from the vibrations.
“Fuck me, Kookie. Fill me up.” He growls against your lips in response, moving back down to your shoulder and biting down as he moves at an unrelenting pace. You’re sure the back of your thighs will be red or bruised from how hard he’s slamming his hips into you, but you don’t care, crying out his name repeatedly until your body is shaking as you come around him. Jungkook groans into your shoulder as your walls clench around him, urging him to fill you up with his cum.
You grab the remote control next to you and turn off the vibrations as he collapses on top of you, letting both of you take a moment to remember how breathing works. After a few moments, he sits up, pulling himself out of you with a small hiss and using his thumb to shove the cum back inside, not letting any go to waste.
He gazes across your body, admiring every inch of you. God you’re beautiful is murmured a few times before he catches your gaze on him, and you lock eyes for a moment.
“How’re you feeling?” You ask, like you don’t know the answer. You can see it on his face. But you’re still shocked by the response.
“Like you’re the only person for me.” He says it so softly, so kind, so full of love that you can’t stop the words from coming out of your mouth.
“I love you.”
Both sets of eyes go wide. Yours full of panic, his indecipherable. Before you can backtrack or awkwardly add to the sentence, he’s back on top of you and his lips are on yours.
This kiss is different. You’ve shared many types of kisses with your boyfriend of two months now. The desperate and needy kisses, the aftercare kisses, the reassuring ones, the random mid-conversation kisses, and the lazy half-asleep kisses, just to name a few. But this one? This one is unique. This is one that you both know will only ever happen a few times in your relationship, during specific moments like a wedding or having a child. This is a kiss of fully understanding each other and being on the same page about your feelings. This is a kiss saying a million words in one silent moment. This is a kiss of pure love.
It doesn’t last as long as either of you wish it would, but both of your lungs need air, so he pulls away first, pressing his forehead against yours, noses touching. His arm snakes around your back, gripping your waist and lifting your chest up to him slightly.
“You love me?” You hum your response against his lips that now refuse to be away from yours for longer than two seconds. “Baby, Sparkles, y/n, I fucking love you so goddamn much. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
You both grin into the kiss, teeth clashing together before he moves down to the nook of your neck. Kissing your skin, whispering his love for you over and over, the fingers on your waist digging into your skin as if you’d disappear if he let go.
After a few moments, you hear him mumbling into your neck. When you ask him to repeat he takes another second, placing another kiss where he’d previously marked, then lifts his face to yours.
“Fuck me.”
You stare up at him, unsure of what to do next.
“Are you sure? You just said you weren’t ready for that yet, Kookie.” He slowly nods, kissing your forehead.
“I wasn’t earlier. Now it’s all I want. I want you to get that strapless toy out of your damn box and I want you to rail me until I fall apart for you.” He smiles through his words, leaning back down to your ear. “I want to fall apart for the woman I love. Will you let me?”
You have no idea where you got the strength, or if he just let you, but you push him off you to lay on his back as you straddle him, pinning his arms above his head.
“I need you to tell me again that this is what you want. That you’re not doing it just because I said I love you. But because you actually want to me to fuck you.” Your eyes dart between his, checking for any sign of doubt.
The smile you’re met with is enough to make your heart melt.
“Y/n? This is what I want. It’s not because you love me. It’s because I love and trust you. I want you to fuck me like I just fucked you.” His voice is steady and you don’t see any glimmer of hesitation or fear in his eyes, just love. So you nod, giving him a quick kiss before hopping off him and grabbing the strapless dildo he had once been confused by.
You take it to the bathroom to clean it up and grab the lube before sitting in front of him, tapping his thigh and prompting him to lift his legs and spread them for you.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Jungkook, I swear. This view is…only for me,” you smirk, running a hand up his inner thigh, palming his cock once and moving down to the plug, pushing it a little further to make him wince.
“Fuck yes, baby. Only for you.” He watches you play with the plug before slowly pulling it out, squirming and trying not to run away from your teasing.
You grab the bullet vibrator, placing it inside the little slot on the dildo and try to line it up with your entrance.
“Let me, baby,” he whispers, sitting up to bring your hips closer to him. He takes the toy out of your hand and teases your clit a little bit before fucking it into you all in one go. You groan out his name along with a few vulgar words until you’re both confident it’s secure, moving to scoot back to between his legs when he grabs your thighs.
“What?” You look down at the beautiful face below you. Big Bambi eyes darting between you and the synthetic cock in front of him.
“What, you wanna suck my cock, Kookie?” You push his hair out of his face, wrapping your fingers in his hair at the crown of his head. He nods, opening his mouth and laying his tongue flat.
“Fuck, okay,” you whisper, letting him lead you further up to him so he can wrap his mouth around the dildo. You say nothing, just watch him in awe as he sucks like his life depends on it.
You don’t even notice one of his hands sneaking between your legs to slip two fingers in against the toy, pulling it, and you, closer to him. You yell at the feeling and the sudden jolt forward, accidentally pressing the dildo further down his throat, taking him by surprise and gagging.
You try to pull away to let him off you, but his free hand grips your thigh, keeping you in place, and his fingers tugging you closer from inside. You whimper, eyes locked on one another, asking him if he’s okay. He just blinks slowly and pushes himself closer to you, bobbing up and down slowly. It’s once he’s got the entire thing down his throat and his nose presses against your pelvis that he uses his thumb to find the power button and turn on the vibrations.
“FUCK!” You try backing away again, but his grip on your thigh is too strong and his fingers inside of you are pressing the toy against the your g-spot, forcing you to fuck his throat as he gags, saliva dripping from his mouth. You lean down, both hands tangled in his hair now, trying to bring yourself down to him, but you can’t stop thrusting your hips as you feel yourself coming around his fingers and the pulsing toy.
He finally lets go of your thigh and removes his fingers from you, turning the toy off as well. You pull his hair, bringing him off your cock, and you’re almost ready to come again just from the big goofy grin on his face. He has tears streaming down his face, a little bit of snot from his nose, and saliva running down his chin as his tongue continues to hang out of his mouth.
“I knew you liked licking the toys when they were covered in my cum, but I didn’t know you were that much of a cock slut,” you laugh, brushing his hair back as he nods at you, still a little out of it.
“But you’re just a slut for my cock, right, Kookie? My perfect, beautiful boyfriend, desperate to shove his girlfriend’s cock down his tiny little throat, gagging until he’s crying?” He finally blinks and swallows, nodding slowly.
“Your cock slut, baby. Just for you. Please, fuck me, baby. I want your cock in me.”
“The shit that comes out of that dirty mouth, I swear to God, Kookie. Should get another cock to stuff in there while I fuck you,” you chuckle, pulling his head back again to kiss him.
“I’ll look into a good one,” he rasps with a grin, laying back down as you back up, resting between his legs again, letting them rest on either side of you.
You squeeze some lube over the dildo, making sure it’s properly covered before adding a little extra to his hole, stretching him a little more with your fingers first. You look up at him again for one last ask of permission. He grins, teeth playing with his lip ring, and you nod, silently laughing to yourself as you press the head against his waiting hole. He closes his eyes and leans back onto the bed.
The moans that come from the man you just confessed your love to are music to your ears. If you could make them your ringtone, you would. If it could be your theme song, it would be. There’s no other sound like the sounds he makes because of the pleasure you give him.
You take your time pushing it all the way in, having to make small thrusts every now and again and adding a little extra lube to make sure he’s comfortable. Your eyes keep darting between the strap easing in, his erection swelling, and the fucked out expression on his face. When his eyes open, meeting yours, that’s all you need to push forward and have your hips meet his ass, the strap fully inside.
“Baby, it feels so good, please move. Fuck me. Don’t be gentle.”
“You don’t want it to be gentle? You want it rough? Like you are with me?” You tease, using your hips to pull out of him ever so slowly, just leaving the tip inside. You lean over him, one hand intertwined with his to hold you up, the other sliding up his torso, scraping his abs and around his pecs before wrapping around his throat.
“You want me to ruin you like you ruin me every night, Kookie? Wanna be edged and denied orgasm after orgasm until you see stars and feel like you’re going to combust? Begging and crying to be allowed to come all over my cock? Is that what you want?”
He nods and you shake your head, gripping tighter. “Words, Kookie.”
“Yes. Fucking yes.”
“If you insist…” You trail off, feigning disinterest as you slam your hips back to his, thrusting the strap as deep and as hard as you can. The vibrations are barely noticeable now, something you disliked about the toy the first time you used it. Once it was in him, it was a lot lighter. But this time, you think it might actually come in handy in playing with him.
You let go of his throat and his hand, sitting up straight to grab a pillow and lifting his hips to stuff it under him, giving you a much better angle. You grip his hips and just go for it, picking up the pace and making sure each thrust goes as far in as it can, rolling your hips to ensure it does each time. One of his hands reaches down for his cock, hoping to give himself some relief. You smirk, smacking his hand away.
“I don’t know what you think you’re doing, Kookie. But you’re not coming yet. You let me know when you’re close though, alright?” He nods and you take that opportunity to spank him harder than before.
“Words,” you hiss after a specific thrust causes the vibrations to hit your clit.
“I’ll tell you when I’m close, baby. I- fuck, I promise.”
“Good. Fuck, Kookie, I wish you could see- ” You stop mid-sentence and look around your room, thrusts continuing, but at a slower pace, until you land on it. “Hold on, babe.” You pull out of him, not even trying to hide the smile you make when he cries out.
You hop off the bed, scurrying towards your full length mirror, dragging it to be at the foot of your bed. You tap Jungkook’s leg, telling him to move so you can lean against the headboard.
“Ride me. Face the mirror, ride me, and watch my cock fill you up, Kookie.”
He looks somewhat hesitant, not sure if he could actually ride you or not, but you look so gorgeous, sitting there waiting for him, he has no real choice but to crawl back onto the bed. He rests his feet flat next to your knees and his hands on the bed beside you, leaning back so he can see himself position above you. You apply a little more lube to the dildo and help him ease it back in, making sure he was watching the entire time.
“Fuck, did you see, Kookie? Did you see your ass swallow it up?”
“Yes, I saw,” he mutters in between pants. He leans his head back onto your shoulder like he did earlier when it was just the plug, and you kiss his temple.
“Get to work, baby. Watch as you fuck yourself on my cock.” He whines, lifting his head back up to keep his eyes on the mirror as he slowly lifts above you before slamming back down over and over again, his rhythm getting better and better, driving the both of you insane.
“Ugh, fuck, I’m close, baby. I’m close.”
You almost forget he’s watching you both in the mirror, so he doesn’t miss the sinister smile you have at the warning of his incoming orgasm. His face drops a little. He knows what you’re about to say.
“Do it, Kookie. Be a good boy and stop your orgasm. But don’t you dare stop fucking yourself.” You grin at him through the mirror and he looks down at his cock, leaking precum and ready to burst. He mumbles various curse words as he begins the process, wrapping his index finger and thumb around the base. He moves his other hand down to grasp his balls, but you reach around to wrap your hand around his throat, making him stop all movements.
“Did I say to stop watching yourself?”
He lets out a whine of frustration, catching his breath before he resumes, eyes locked on his actions in the mirror. You’ve watched him edge himself a few times now, and every time you swear it’s the hottest thing you’d ever seen. But this? Him riding you with your hand around his throat, watching in the mirror while edging himself? That is the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.
“Such a good boy, Kookie. You’re doing so well.”
You’re not sure if he can even hear you, but you assume he did because you can faintly hear him mumble “I’m a good boy” under his breath.
You watch him, too focused on denying himself to acknowledge your hand slipping under him, finding the button to increase the vibration and pressing it twice the second you hear the groan confirming he stopped his orgasm.
“Uhhhggguuuuuhhhhh. Baby, please. I can’t.” He’s crying, his breath ragged, his body shaking, and you decide to finally be nice.
“Stand up, Kookie,” you murmur, raking your hand in his hair again, tugging it a little to make him moan. He leans forward, whimpering as he lets the strap slip out of him, and slowly moves to stand up. You turn off the toy, pulling it out of you, briefly admiring both your cum and arousal mixed with his cum from earlier covering it. You toss it aside and crawl across the bed, sitting in front of him as he desperately tries not to touch himself since he technically hasn’t been told he could yet.
“You have two options, Kookie. You can only come inside me, either like you usually do or my mouth. Which do you want, baby?”
You keep your eyes trained on him, but your peripheral tells you he’s having a hard time not touching himself, so you relieve him of that frustration, slowly pumping him while he considers his options.
“Mouth.”
“Yeah? Wanna come down my throat?” You grin up at him, starting to move off the bed when he stops you.
“Lay on your back, head over the edge.” You raise an eyebrow up at him.
“My fun over now?” You pout, doing as he says anyway. He nods, brows pinched together, taking over for your hand on his cock.
You lay back, dangle your head over the edge, and open your mouth wide. He lets his suffering erection smack against your face once or twice before he shoves his dick down your throat, too impatient to care about your gag reflex. But you don’t mind, you steady your breathing through your nose and let him abuse your throat with small but deadly thrusts. It’s not even a full minute later before he growls under his breath that he’s coming and two seconds later, buries his cock as far down your throat as you can take it. He comes like he hasn’t in weeks, coating your throat in the delicious bitter taste.
He pulls out and slumps forward onto the bed, exhausted. You smile, sitting up and rubbing his back, clearing your throat a few times before speaking in a raspy voice.
“You okay, babe? Too much?” He rolls over, turning his head to face you and softly smiles.
“No, baby. It was perfect.” You grin, moving some of his hair out of his face. “I love you.”
“Mmmm. I guess I love you, too,” you chuckle and his nose scrunches up. “I’m going to clean myself up really quick. Wanna take a bath after? I’ve got some bath bombs and bubble bars from Lush. Even a melt thing. I’m not really sure what it is, but it looked cool.” You both laugh, but he nods and whispers a ‘yes please’ before closing his eyes, trying to relax. You lean over and kiss his cheek, hopping off the bed and heading into the bathroom to clean up.
Jungkook is almost fully asleep when you emerge from the bathroom and whisper in his ear that it’s time to get up. You come out with a wet towel and offer to help clean him up, but he says no and quickly does it himself before following you into the bathroom where his mouth drops.
There are candles carefully placed everywhere, one of those mood lights dimly lit, and there’s soft music playing in the background.
“What the…?” He looks around in confusion, jumping slightly when your hands meet his waist and your voice is near his ear.
“You always do the aftercare after ruining me. My turn. Let me take care of you, Jungkook.” He turns to face you, and you’re grinning ear to ear, arms wrapped around him, standing on your tippy toes.
“Okay. Aftercare it up, baby.” He kisses your forehead when you return to normal height and watches as you skip to the bathtub, turning it on and finding the right temperature, letting it fill up.
“I got these as a joke for me. But since you let me have fun with you today, I think you deserve them more.” You break out a bath melt and toss it into the tub, not really knowing if you were supposed to do anything else. It’s not important. You break out the bath bomb shaped like a butt shaped peach and let him smell it first before dropping it in. Finally you break out the peach crumble bubble bath, once again letting him sniff it before tossing it in under the water faucet.
You both watch as the colors swirl around, the melt completely melted, and the bubbles growing bigger, covering the beautiful colors from the bath bomb. You turn off the water and help Jungkook get in first, slipping in behind him once he’s a little settled.
“Shouldn’t it be the other way?” He laughs as you pull him back against your chest, your legs wrapping around his waist.
“No. You’re the one being cared for, therefore I’m the big spoon. Accept my loving care and stop asking questions.”
It’s silent for a moment before you’re both giggling. He winces a little when he tries to find a better seat, deciding instead to roll over and tug you down a little. It’s only enough that your head and the top half of your breasts are above the water. He maneuvers you both around until he’s found a more comfortable spot on his stomach, resting his head on your chest near your shoulder, facing your neck.
“Better?” You rake your fingers through his hair again, silently thanking whatever gods exist for him not cutting it since you got together. You love grabbing it and playing with it, and he just looks so damn good with long hair. He nods into your neck, kissing whatever skin he has access to.
“Good. You did so good, Kookie. I’m proud of you,” you whisper, and you don’t even need to look at him to know he’s grinning.
“You did good, too, baby. I see what that guy meant by top three and made you brownies.”
“So you agree I didn’t fuck a guy for brownies, I just fucked a guy so good that he made me brownies?”
A full body laugh, muffled by your skin as he buries his face into your neck before pulling back.
“No. You absolutely fucked a guy for brownies.”
“Fuck you.”
“You did like almost an hour ago. It was great. Ten out of ten would get fucked again.” He snorts when you glare down at him, bringing himself up to kiss you, wrapping his hands around the back of your neck.
“I love you, Sparkles. Thank you for this.” His whispers land on top of your lips and you can only find yourself mumbling your love for him back.
The rest of Sunday is spent like this. In the tub, rinsing off the damn sparkles from the bath bomb in the shower, having a little spa evening with face masks and massages for each other. With work the next day, it meant no more intense fun time, and you’d be lying if you weren’t a little bummed, because now you had to actually clean up after your sexapades. Two loads of laundry, both of you cleaning the toys, wiping down the island counter and throwing away the take out boxes. When it was finally time to sleep, you both passed out in the freshly cleaned sheets.
When you wake up the next morning, Jungkook is gone for the day, out training with Taehyung. You slowly go about your morning, brushing your teeth before dragging yourself to the kitchen where you’re caught off guard by a box on the counter. There’s a mini balloon attached that says Thank You! You grab the little post-it note on top and laugh out loud, opening the box to see six individual brownies.
I can’t bake to save my life. But I can walk to a bakery. Thanks for the sex. Xx
Thank you for reading if you did. It’d mean the world if you reblogged or let me know what you think. 💜
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i am BROKEN after watching that. i knew i was in love with taehyung already but my GOD i have never cried over him so much before. that was BEAUTIFUL but so painful and he was just so amazing. the part where he’s eating that doughnut or whatever it was absolutely KILLED me bc he was looking so so cute and sweet and she comes over to adoringly wipe his mouth 😭😭. how DARE he do this to me. and i rlly loved watching him be so loved and protected by her in the mv. like ofc it was acting but seeing people love on him is one of my favorite things ☺️
The eating scene made me miss him so much more 😭 seeing smiley cutiepie Taehyung broke my heart because if he was here he would’ve gone live, shared a countdown on instagram, asked for our opinions 😭😭😭 BRING HIM BACKKKK
Me too!! I love when Taehyung is pampered and loved and cherished, like when IU kept tracing his eye it was so soft and such a good contrast to Taehyung protecting her and giving himself courage to fight so that he could save at least her.
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I'm still laughing at Jimin thinking he knew Tae was lying on the new run and giggling saying "I know you! I object!" only for Tae to be telling the truth and everyone saying WHO DO YOU KNOW LMAO I love them 😂😭
my favorite thing about jimin is how absolutely stone cold deadpan he gets whenever he’s proven wrong or lightly teased, but especially in relation to taehyung. it’s so fucking funny one minute he’ll be smiley and giggly, then taehyung will say/do something very specific that beats jimin at whatever game he’s playing that instantly wipes it all off his face hdkslala it’s never that serious but it shows how hilarious their dynamic can be when it happens because he always reverts back to being a total softie for tae in a matter of seconds
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boyfriend material | kth
⤑ series: kinda hot
⤑ pairing: campus flirt!taehyung x sweet girl!reader
⤑ genre: fluff !! // nd some smut!
⤑ rating: explicit
⤑ word count: 6.7K // unedited.
⤑ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, biting, spitting, fingering (f. receiving), squirting, hair pulling if you like squint.
⤑ A/N: hiiii! this is wicked late nd i’m lowkey annoyed bc i did not plan for it to be - buuut i really hope you like it . as usual let me know what you think !! x
FEBRUARY 6TH, 2021 | 17:40
“This is for you,” Tae's grinning on the other side of the door, an assortment of flowers in the shape of a teddy bear held out in front of him. You're cooing, eyes focused on the gift. “It's cute!” The pure gleeful tone of your voice has a chuckle passing his lips.
Taking the bear from his grasp, you lead him inside your house. Jimin is sat in front of a muted TV, doing a terrible job at pretending he wasn't listening to everything the two of you were saying. Luckily, Jungkook had stepped out to pick up their dinner – no telling how much more obvious he'd be.
Setting the bear down on the counter, you're finally taking in Taehyung entirely. Handsome. Not like that was much different from how he normally looked. But handsome with effort tonight. He even went so far as to put some product in his hair, defining the permed curls that usually laid messily.
“You put on a suit!” Hands curling around the lapels of his pale mint jacket as your fingers smooth over the fabric. Standing this close to him, you can clearly see the blush that darkens his cheeks. A bit surprised at the new effect you have on him, but you don't let it show.
Fingers steadily bouncing up his chest until your able to tap your index finger onto the tip of his nose. “You look adorable. Let me go get my bag,” With you no longer clouding his senses with your sweet lavender scent. Positive it's the body wash lotion set he bought you for your birthday last year.
Yet, he doesn't remember it smelling this intoxicating in the store.
He had been so flustered before that he neglected to tell you how beautiful he thought you looked. Nearly lost his balance when you were opening up the door, standing a few inches above your normal height. Makeup done nicely, he's spent enough time on FaceTime watching you practice to guess how hard you worked on this look. And it paid off.
“Are you nervous?” Jimin's carries from the living room, proper up on his knees to look over the back of the couch.
Taehyung lets out a tsk, hands sinking into the pockets of his dress pants. Leaning back slightly, feigning nonchalance. What did he have to be nervous about? The facade only lasts two seconds before his shoulders are slumping and his brows are furrowing. “Is it obvious?”
Jimin's barking out a laugh, head tilting back as the sound of his laughter fills the room. “Oh, unbelievably. You can relax, though. She's excited,” That was the truth. Despite the fact this date wouldn't be something you'd chose for yourself, you were still excited to be going out with Taehyung.
And the fact that he had put so much effort into at least trying to impress you was reason enough for you not to complain. He was trying! Exactly what you asked him to do. It was going to be a learning process for both of you, but it would be fine. Determined to have a good time with him, no matter what.
“Okay. I'm ready to go!” Stretching out the last syllable of your words, hopping from the second step to the landing. Taehyung is straightening at the sight of you, plucking up your jacket from the back of the couch and draping it over your shoulders.
You thank him with a smile, stepping in front of him. “Bye, Jimin! Tell Jungkook to stay out of my room!” Blow a dozen kisses over your shoulder at him while Taehyung leads you out the door with a gentle hand on your back.
He's parked in front of your house, moving quickly to pull the passenger's side door open for you. Just from a quick glance, you can tell that he's cleaned up his car a bit. The small pile of empty water bottles gone from the backseat, his scattered gym clothes tucked neatly in his duffle bag. He even went as far as to vacuum the seats!
Dark eyes trained on you as he leans against the side of the door, his lower lip tucked into his mouth, tongue running over it. “You look gorgeous, Tiny.” He says with a slight nod of his head, eyes traveling from your face to your shoes. “Breathtaking, actually. It's insane,”
The giggle you let out is real and one hundred percent involuntary. A weird warmth spreading throughout your body at his compliments and the way he's looking at you. He just might drive you mental before you're even your driveway. He takes your flushed expression as your thanks, pushing your door closed with a large grin.
“Play something you like,” He's handing his phone over to you just after securing his seatbelt around his waist. Quickly tapping his code onto the screen and watching while his apps fall into place. The playlist that he with all your favorite songs is still saved among the rest of the lists.
So of course you're hitting shuffle on that.
He's whooping at the starting notes of the first song that plays, both of you passing lines of the song to each other as he turns on to the highway. He breaks into a fit of laughter as you breeze through the chorus, letting the whole highway know exactly what WAP stands for.
Laughter and screeched lyrics fill the car, you find his look of accomplishment each time he's finishing a verse oddly attractive. He's skidding to a stop fourteen minutes later and you're taking a moment to glance around outside. A look of confusion taking over your features.
“This isn't the restaurant?” With squinted eyes you're taking a better look at the building, turning to look over at him. “This isn't even a restaurant,” An abandoned building from the looks of it, a few stories tall. He doesn't seem as confused as you are, no, he's actually getting out of the car, pulling your door open.
You take his hand as he offers it, allowing him to pull you from your seat. The largest of grins on his face as he sets his hand on the small of your back. “You know I can kick your ass, right?” A little reminder as he leads you into the dark building. He's laughing, hand gliding from your back to your hand, loosely holding on to your fingers.
“Relax. Just trust me,” And because you'd follow Taehyung... well, into a creepy abandoned building, you let him lead you all the way to the old-fashioned elevator. He's pushing a few buttons and pulling a lever before the thing is rattling to life.
Shaking as it goes up and you lean against the railing to keep from tumbling over. His hand is reaching out to steady you, secured around your waist as he pulls you into his side. “Where did you even find this place?” It's way too comfortable in his arms, you don't move even when the shaking stops.
“It used to be a hotel... or a brothel or something,” He says with a shrug.
The elevator carries you all the way up to the highest floor and he steps out in front of you. “Wait, we're eating at a brothel?” Despite the begging questions begging in your mind, there's a laugh mixed in your words as he takes hold of your hand again.
“Something like that,” And that's all he says as he leads you down a narrow hallway, to the door at the end of it. He's pulling it open to reveal a set of stairs, gesturing for you to walk ahead of him.
He's all smiley and giddy, rushing you to get to the top of the stairs. And when you are, you sure the grin he's looking at you with could split his face. His hand on the doorknob as he bounces on the soles of his feet. “Are you ready?” Not even sure for what, but you're nodding.
No idea it was possible, but his smile grows as he pushes the door open. He's cute. Full cheeks lifted, both rows of teeth showing, his lips forming that boxy smile on his that you liked so much. With a sideways step, he's revealing what has had him bouncing since you pulled up to this place.
The first thing you notice is the lights. Dozen little fairy lights strung along the ledge of the building. There are candles too, lit and scattered around the floor and the edge. Flower petals scattered around, adding pops of color to the warm glow. A neatly set table in the middle of it all, besides it a cart holding a bucket of ice. You don't even have to look to know he's got your favorite drink cooling in there.
“You did this?” Right in front of your eyes, but you still can't believe it.
He's pulling you further on to the rooftop, stunned that you almost forget to move. Never has someone ever done anything like this for you. It was so simple and so nice. Private in a way you thought a dinner date should be, you couldn't believe it. “Did you really think I'd take you to some stuffy restaurant?”
You're sinking into the seat he pulls out for you, peaking down at the menu that's placed on top of your empty plate. “Tae's Five Star Restaurant,” You read the bold print out loud, gawking at the fact that he even printed out his own menu. Albeit, there was only one item to choose from, but still, this was amazing.
“I promised you five-star dining and I don't lie to you,” He's flicking the page open to point at the one item listed: 'Yn's Specialty Sampler'. “Entrées are small here too, but that's only because it's all your favorite foods,” He looks so proud of himself.
And you're in complete utter shock. “You made all of my favorite foods!?” Honestly, any more of this and you might burst into tears. When did do all this? How and why? What made him want to do this... for you?
The large plate he sets in front of you is exactly as he described it, a small taste of all the foods that you've ever told him were your favorite. From noodles to nuggets. He has his own personalized dish ready for himself, it's almost identical to yours considering you share a lot of the same favorites.
“I know you hate surprises, so I told Jungkook. I'm surprised he didn't spoil it,” You're thinking back to how adamant he was to keep you from saying anything to Taehyung about this. How he hammered in the fact that Tae should figure it out on his own, all while knowing that Taehyung had already figured it out on his own.
Props to Jungkook for keeping this one to himself. “I'm glad he didn't spoil it. I like this surprise,” You say with a smile that has the corners of his lips lifting, eyes squinting into his grin. It doesn't falter when he's leaning down to take the first bites of his food.
You're doing the same, surprised at how good it all actually is. Taehyung wasn't really the best of the best when it came to cooking, he had one really good dish and everything else was edible at best. So many times you've tight-lipped smiled through a meal he wanted you to try.
This was nothing like that. “This is wicked good!”
“Right? Jin helped me,” Something about him going to one of your friends for help putting this together warms your heart. A certain type of care that was tied into the simple action that has you swooning, eyes no doubt in the shape of hearts as you watch him from across the table.
He's focused on mixing his noodles around, brows furrowed and nose scrunched to make this real cute look of concentration. He's pushing a large bite into his mouth, lips poked out in a tiny pout as he chews.
Tongue poking out to lick his lips before he's reaching for his glass to gulp down some water. And you're staring at him the entire time like he's hung the stars. You realize after a moment, shifting in your seat and turning the focus on your own plate again.
“What should we talk about?” Silent moments never really happened between the two of you, not even the comfortable time. Both of you always had something to say and there was always a rebuttal follow after.
Maybe it was just you, but sitting across from him in this romantic setting, full knowledge that you were on a date... like a potential boyfriend date, had stolen all the conversation topics straight from your brain. It had been different when you were in the car, it was light and friendly, platonic. But sitting across from him, being forced to take him in as a man made it feel awkward(?) for some reason.
He's shrugging his shoulders, lifting a napkin to wipe at his lips while he leans back in his chair. “Why don't you tell me something new about you?”
“There's nothing new,” Soft laughter breaking through your words. “You know everything about me,”
Taehyung is sitting up in his chair, elbows resting on the table and chin finding his palms. “Tell me twice then,” He knew there were quite a few things missing in his mind when it came to knowing you. Of course, he knew the obvious things, your favorite foods, favorite movie, embarrassing middle stories, but he was quickly finding out there was a lot that he overlooked.
He wanted to know that.
It was oddly endearing to hear. Seeing how interested he looked, ready to hang on to every word of yours, even if he's heard it already. So you're quickly searching your brain for something to tell him, something that he may have been oblivious to.
Face lighting up when you're thinking of something. He had been with Ailee at the time, in the early stages of their relationships when she was able to convince him to 'back off' with spending time with you. That entire week was filled with so much recklessness one would not believe.
“Did I ever tell you about the time I got banned from a Cinnabon?”
FEBRUARY 6TH, 2021 | 19:18
Okay. So there was a lot Taehyung didn't know about you. The tiny bit of exhibitionism laced in all of your stories was something he was quickly picking up on. Actions screaming 'look at me' in such an obvious, he couldn't believe that he didn't notice until now.
He shares a lot of things about himself too. The shit he and the guys get into when you're not around to be the voice of reason (the job usually falls on Joon, but he's nothing with a few drinks and Jin on his arm). Drag racing to the edge of a cliff would be where you'd draw the line.
The look of pure horror on your face as he recounted the events is funny to him.
Dozens of stories follow all the way through your meal and moments after. It's comfortable. But the obvious drag of the toe over his shin keeps things from slipping too far into the friendly side. You play with the idea of going higher, wondering how his reaction would change the higher you go. But, you keep it in your head.
Barely halfway through the date, you couldn't just be jumping his bones because he impressed you with dinner.
“So what's the romantic walk in the park?” You ask when you're riding back down in the old elevator. Tae's got an arm slung over your shoulders again, using the rattle of the machine as an excuse to hold you close.
With the surprise turnaround of dinner, you're excited to see what else he's put together. Almost feeling bad that you had complained about tonight before it even happened. So sure that it was going to be something to roll your eyes at, but you were thoroughly enjoying yourself.
Which was inevitable whenever you were with Taehyung.
“You'll see,” He says in a sing-song tone, taking your hand and leading you out of the building. Fingers wrapping around yours the entire walk to his car where he's pulling the door open for you and guiding you inside.
He's moving to the backseat once you're door is shut, rummaging around on the floor before he's pushing the door closed. Sliding in beside you with a pair of your black platform sneakers in hand, extending them out to with a simple nod of his head. “Put these on,”
You're in shock because these are the same shoes you saw Jungkook take out of your room this morning. Ignoring you when you asked where he was going with them. And now you can't help but wonder just how many of your friends he recruited to make this date happen. It was sweet.
“Did Jungkook give these to you?” Speaking while undoing the tie on your boot, tugging it from your foot with ease.
Taehyung nods, hands moving to push the car into gear. “I asked to grab them after he said I should be sure walking around was comfy since you get grumpy so easily.” It's pretty obvious that Jungkook delivered your message about not wanting to walk around a park in heels in the most subtle way he knew how.
“I do not get grumpy easily,” You're saying with a roll of your eyes, bent forward to tie the laces on your sneakers that you miss the look on his face. But you hear the unconvinced scoff he lets out. “You threaten to beat one of us up at least three times a day,” He's pointing out with a chuckle.
You ignore his fact, extending your leg out in front of you to admire the shoes on your feet, twisting your ankle to give yourself the full view. “Well, you guys always deserve it.” Dropping your leg back down, you turn to face him. Arms crossed on the middle console, face leaned toward his. “So when you say romantic walk do you mean like a string quartet following our every step? Or have you arranged for dozens of shooting stars to appear at the end of our trail?”
Tae's letting out a laugh, hand lifting so he can use his finger to push your face away from his. “Yeah, cause I control the stars,” Forcing his attention to stay on the road to keep the urge of wanting to kiss you at bay. Something that he has been doing for the majority of this date. Date Yn was cute in a whole different light.
Alluring beyond imagination. He nearly lost it when he first felt the tap of your foot against his leg. Not wanting to make a huge deal out of it, so he sat there silently wishing you'd push it up higher. Putting way more focus than necessary on the words that were coming from your mouth.
And now you were leaning in close to him, intoxicating him with your sweet scent and soft voice. Trying to guess what awaits the two of you, each idea more outrageous than the last. You're moving closer with each one until your nose is pressed against his cheek. Car pulled to a stop at a red light, so your lips are puckering brushing against his skin.
“Tell me?” He's shaking his head, lips tucked into his mouth. The lips of your fingers bouncing from his wrist to his bicep, poking at it gently. “Please?” He thinks the pout on your lips is adorable and insistent way you press your lips to his cheek has his brain short-circuiting.
Not used to you like this. But not complaining in the slightest bit. He liked Date Yn. Although, he couldn't help but wonder if this was you on a date or you on a date with him. He doesn't think too hard on it, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your lip on his skin. Breath hitching when your mouth is reaching his neck.
You notice the sigh he lets out, just as your teeth are scraping against his skin. Tongue smoothing over it slowly and it has his fingers tightening on the steering wheel. You're pulling back with a laugh, head tilting up to look at him. Jaw set and eyes glued to the road in front of him.
“Please?” He's a bit ashamed of how his pants tighten at the sound of the begging in your tone. Ignores it as he ignores you, hiding the smile that pushes on his features as he's pulling into a parking spot. “You can relax, we're here.” He says it but doesn't mean it.
Seriously considering taking a few laps around the block if it meant having you kissing up on him like that. Your attention is shifting from him to where he's brought you. Which looks more like a normal park than anything. Before you can pester him for more answers, he's slipping out of the car, going around to open up the door for you.
Within the park is a bridge, couples scattered along it. Walking and holdings hands, sitting close and leaning over the trailing to look at the water. Street lamps creating a pretty glow underneath the night sky. The warmth of Taehyung's arm circling around your waist spreads throughout your body.
Easily being tucked into his side. “There's no crazy surprise, just thought you'd want to look at the water for a bit,” He's walking the both of you to the railing, arm dropping from your body to hold on. Peaking over the edge, you spot a few turtles paddling through the water.
“You know they scream when they fuck?” He's pointing ahead of you at the turtles in the water. “It's like...” He's imitating the loud screechy squeal they let out, loudly. Stealing the attention of some couples close enough to hear.
Hand punching against his chest as you shush him, the sound of your laughter pulling a soft giggle from your lips. “People are gonna think I'm out with a weirdo,” His smile is the prettiest thing you've ever seen.
His arm drops onto your shoulder to tug you toward him. “You are out with a weirdo,” He didn't even say anything particularly suggestive, but the tone he uses and the look in his eye has a chill running down your spine. Tae takes his time looking you over now that you're much closer to him, eyes scanning over your features.
“Did I already tell you how good you looked?” Arm looped around his and head tilted up so you're getting a better look at his face. “You might've mentioned it,”
Soft lips curling into a smile, he's reaching up toward your face, pinching your nose gently. “Good, then I only need to tell you that you're my best friend,” You're interrupting with a large smile. “I already knew that too,” He's used to the smart-ass look on your face, never knew how attractive he found it until now.
“And... there's more,” His arm is moving from your shoulders, fingers lacing around yours. “You're my best friend and I like you a lot. You know that too, but I meant it when I said I'd make it easy for you to see that. You're special to me and I'm not going to mess this up,” He's got this look on his face that you've never seen before.
Riddled with seriousness, not an ounce of playfulness hidden in his features. He was being genuine. And you could feel it, in some unexplainable way you knew he was telling you the truth. Not sure if it was the pretty dinner he had set up for you or being under the night sky and stars, but you could feel your guard melting away.
You don't bother to talk yourself out of it as you're leaning up on your toes, nose nudging his as your arms wrap around his neck, easily pulling him down to press a kiss to his lips.
FEBRUARY 6TH, 2021 | 20:59
You're walking back to his car hand-in-hand. Back pressed on the door while his hand rests above your head. Face inches from yours and it takes a lot of willpower not to lean up and kiss him. His hand glides up the side of your body until he's able to grasp your hip, pushing your hips back slightly.
“Should I take you home or do you want to spend more time with me?” The two of you had spent a gross amount of time walking along the bridge. Switching from holding hands, to linking arms, to being attached to each other's sides. Kissing breaks against the railing mixed in.
Now he's offering to drive you home, but you've had such a great time with him tonight that's the last thing you want to do. “I don't want to go home yet,” Mouth forming into a slight pout, your hands lifting to link wrists behind his neck.
His lips are sticky with your gloss, forming a slight smirk as he steps in closer to you. “So then that means....?” His brows lift expectantly, waiting for you to fill in the blank. “I want to spend more time with you,”
Pretty dark eyes shine at your words, even though he knew they were coming. Hand dropping back to curl around the door handle, he's carefully pulling the door open, moving you to the side. “I was hoping you'd say that,” He's ushering you back into the car before moving to the duck in on his side.
It's another fifteen-minute ride back to the abandoned building from earlier. You're way less sketched out this time around, following him in without a bit of hesitance. Cuddling close to him as the elevator rattles up and leading him up the stairs to the roof.
The lights are still up, sparkling prettily against the cloudy sky. Candles blown out, but the flower petals are still scattered around. The table is gone and in its place is an assortment of blankets laid out on the floor in front of it a projector propped on a few boxes. “Tae. There's no way you came up here and did this without me knowing,”
He's grinning from ear to ear, obviously proud of himself as he pulls you further out. “I had Hobi come and do it. He helped set up for dinner too,” There's a laptop set up beside the projector which he's walking to, fingers typing against the keyboard before the title screen of Howl's Moving Castle is appearing.
Standing straight, he's calling you over with a wave of his hand. And you're letting out a sound that would be embarrassing in front of anyone else, excitement building throughout your body as you bounce over to him. Both of you getting comfortable on the sheets as the movie starts.
You last a good twenty minutes.
His arm had been set behind you, your body cuddled into his side but you're deciding that's not enough. That you want to be closer. It starts with your arm wrapped around his torso, but a few minutes pass and you're not satisfied. So you're moving to sit between his legs, which is better.
Much better. Long legs caging you in and arms wrapped around your waist. You can feel the hammer of his heart against your back. He's trying hard to focus on the movie to not think about the way your ass is smushed against his dick and one wrong... or right move would have him standing at attention.
Just as he's finished his silent prayer that you don't move again, oblivious to your true intentions, you're shifting. Twisting in his arms until you're facing each other, legs spread and outstretched over his thighs. His eyes drop, catching a glimpse of your cotton panties, visible because of how careless you're being in your skirt.
“I've seen this movie a million times,” Hands slipping underneath his jacket to travel from his chest to his neck. He's kicking it into gear the moment he's seeing the look in your eyes, hands dropping to rest low on your hips. “Me too,” He's agreeing, visibly having a conversation in his head before he's letting his hands drop.
Watching your face as he squeezes, the flutter of your eyes, and the drop of your jaw does something to him. Effectively setting his body on fire and it only gets worse when you're leaning down to suck his lower lip into your mouth. “Wanna make out?” You're asking, but not really, tongue already toying with his lip.
“Yeah,” He breathes, just to hear the pretty moan you let out. Attaching your mouth to his, tilting his head back as you shift onto your knees. It's extremely hot how in control you are, never would've expected it coming from you – but he was learning to expect surprises when it comes to you.
You've got a fistful of his hair, swallowing every grunt he lets out into the sloppy kiss. Free hand reaching back to take hold of his, dragging it all the way up to your chest. Hand over his, you're closing his palm around your boob. His hand is much larger than yours, it's an obvious difference.
He's boldly swiping his thumb where he suspects your nipple to be, grinning against your mouth when he's sure he's found it through your shirt. His other hand moves quickly from your ass, secured around your waist as he easily whips your body around. Loud laughs leaving your lips as Tae swiftly flips you onto your back, positioning himself between your legs.
Again.
Large hands gripping the edge of your shirt, hurriedly untucking it from your skirt. His mouth is quickly finding your ear, teeth nibbling at the skin. You're not sure if you should concentrate on that or his hands slipping underneath your shirt. Mind made up when he's wiggling his underneath your bra, tweaking the nipple he had just teased.
“You looked so pretty, tonight. Who'd you get all dressed up for?” The answer to his question so obvious that it could be rhetorical. But, you know better. The breathy deep tone of his voice pressed right against his ear, being one indicator.
Tae pulls a moan from you by sinking his teeth into the little juncture between your jaw and neck. Nipple pinched between his middle and index finger and your eyes are fluttering, legs spreading. “You, Tae.” Sighing, your head lulls back as his tongue swipes against your skin. Hand moving to continue his assault on the other side.
“Just me,” He's mumbling, so you wouldn't have heard him if he wasn't so close. His head lifts to get a better look at your face, watching the way you bite back your moans as his fingers toy with you. “My tiny,” Leaning down, his nose bumps against yours, just before he's pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “I want to hear you,”
His hand glides down your stomach, fingers meeting the piece of jewelry attached to your navel. It's just a thought, a passing one that he laughs at the moment it's popping into his head. But he checks anyway, shocked to see he was right.
Years and years ago, when you had just turned sixteen – he had gone with you to get your belly pierced. Joked about you getting a 'T' piercing since he was the one that drove you and paid for it. He bought it, as a joke of course. Asked you why you never wore it, still as a joke. But here you were six years later, wearing it. And just from the instant way his body reacts, he knows it was never a joke.
“God, you're fucking perfect.” Head lifting so he can see your face when he says it. The blush that takes over your features, that wasn't there when he had his hand up your shirt. Only appearing when he complimented you.
That's cute.
With a hand buried in his messy hair, you're pulling him down toward you, mouth capturing his again. Tongue pushing in his mouth just as he's slotting his hand between your legs, feeling out the wetness. “Shit, you're fucking soaked.” His words come out more desperate and needy than he intended, plagued by thoughts of how it would feel to be inside you.
“Bet I'd slide right in,” The tip of his finger traces over your entrance as he speaks, poking at the fabric just enough to have you thinking he'd finger you that way. “Think you'd be able to take all of me?” He's pushing his hips forward, hard cock pressed against your thigh.
Hips slowly rolling just so you can feel the entirety of him. “Fuck, please. Tae,” You gasp, lower back arching off of the blankets. “Shh, baby. I got you,” Easily nudging your panties to the side, the first thing he does is find your clit. Circling around it with the tips of your fingers as you squirm, screeched moans filling the air.
Neither of you hears the first crack of thunder. Barely notice the first few droplets that hit your bodies. He's more focused on slipping a long finger past your walls, to the knuckle. “Oh, fuck!” Body moving like a jolt as he curls his finger inside of you. Only pulling back to slip another one in along with the first.
He's picking up the pace, pumping his fingers in and out of you while quickly circling your clit with his thumb. The droplets of rain that have soaked his hair, rolling down his face is what has you realizing that it's raining. The thought knocked out of your head when he's pushing a third finger in, the slight pain of the stretch mixing with the pleasure beautifully.
No one's ever looked hotter, you're sure of it. Hooded eyes zeroed in on the movement of his fingers, teeth cutting into his lower lip. Hair damp and sticking to his forehead, the steady flex of the muscles in his chest is visible through his soaked shirt. A soft groan leaves his lips when he feels your walls squeezing around his fingers.
Dropping back down to pull your lips into another desperate kiss, teeth, and tongue clashing as the strokes of his fingers grow bolder. Shoving you toward the orgasm you're chasing. Your hips lift to grind into his hand, fingers curled around his ears to hold his head steady against yours. He's swallowing every gasp and whimper that leaves your mouth, grinning because he knows he's the cause of them.
“You wanna cum, baby? All over my fingers.. do you want me to make you cum?” It's almost like he's taunting you, tips of his fingers teasing that rough patch of skin deep inside of you and ripping a strained cry from your throat. “Please!” He's pressing down harder on your clit, thumb matching the pace of his fingers.
So close you can almost taste it, but it's quickly melting away with the slow of his fingers. Hands shooting to wrap around his wrist, keeping him from pulling all the way out. “Please, what?” He prompts with this maniacal look and you feel like your head is about to explode.
“Please, please make me cum, Tae. Please, I need it... wanna cum all over your fingers,” You hear him curse under his breath before he's pressing his mouth to yours again. It only takes a few strokes of his fingers, thumb pressed against your clit to make you fall apart.
Mind turning to mush, incoherent sentences flying from your lips as your hips grind into his hand. Riding out your orgasm and his fingers don't stop, in fact, he's pushing deeper inside of you, teasing your g-spot.
The dull pressure in your stomach intensifies, spreading throughout your limbs. It's not until his thumb is quickly moving around your clit do you realize what he's trying to do. Eyes going wide as the second wave rips through you, leaving your body in a stream that's forcing his fingers from inside of you.
He almost came at the sound of your scream, the breathless giggle that follows, a sound that he's not even sure you're aware you let out. His fingers are covered with your arousal, so of course, he's pushing them into his mouth to suck the taste off. You watch through hood eyes, the hollow of his cheeks as he sucks, pink tongue slipping out to leak between them.
You're reaching for him with weak arms, mouth open to silently ask for a taste. You half expect him to kiss you, but he's full of surprises tonight. His jaw moves and lips pucker, a glob of spit slipping out and landing on your tongue. Finger tapping at your jaw and you're quick to clamp your mouth shut, swallowing with your eyes on him.
Making a show of opening your mouth to flaunt its emptiness. He's laughing, even more, convinced of your perfection. Lips nearing to pull you in for another kiss, only to be interrupted by the quick shove against his chest, head bowing as you sneeze.
Once. Twice. Three times. He had noticed the rain before, but only now is he putting together how soaked you were... not in the good way. The tip of your nose red from the cold, hair that you spent an hour straightening falling in wet waves.
“Aw, baby.” He coos, reaching to pushing a few damp pieces of hair out of your face. “Let's get you out of the rain.”
FEBRUARY 6TH, 2021 | 22:37
“You sure you don't want to come in? You can change and spend the night,” Taehyung denies with a shake of his head as his car skids to a stop in front of your house. He'd want to fuck you if he was coming up... spending the night. Safe to say you want the same with the way you haven't let go of his thigh since he's started driving.
Not a complaint.
Fucking you was something that he wanted to do. Thought about it more times than he'd like to admit. But he had a small listen of things he wanted to do first. Tonight wasn't planned but could be excused because it was about you.
He had more things set in his mind to do to prove that he was boyfriend material. To you and to himself. He wanted to get this right. Needed to because it was you. You deserved the best, more than that. You deserved perfection. Because that's what you were.
“I'll call you tomorrow morning,” He promises.
Your face beams, not even bothering to mask your excitement. “Okay,” It's cute how giddy you are at the promise of a phone call.
Tae shoves the car in park so he can lean back to reach into the backseat. Rummaging through his gym bag, presenting a towel after a few minutes. Slightly used, but dry enough to shield you from the rain. He's handing it off to you, just before you're pulling the door open.
“Use that,” It smells like him. It surrounds you as you drape it over your shoulders, head tilting to look up at him.
He's close, large hand at the top of your head and thumb stroking soothingly against your scalp. “Bye,” He mumbles, but doesn't give you any space to move. And you're just as bad because you repeat his words, but don't make any moves either.
Just sat there staring at each other with these lovesick doe eyes, not saying anything. And it's not weird, or awkward. It's comfortable. Comforting. You don't want to move.
“Wanna go on another date?” Taehyung is the one to break the silence, a question that has your stomach filling with butterflies. Despite the fact, you've just ended a date with him. Haven't even left the car. “Can we go tomorrow?” It's eager and needy, but you don't care.
Care even less when he's nodding. “Yeah, okay. Bye.” He still doesn't move and neither do you. Correction, you do move, but only to get closer to him. Your goodbye dying on his lips as you pull him in for another kiss.
— you’ve always been cute, soft, tiny in taehyung’s eyes. but that’s changing one night when you’re accidentally sending him a naughty picture. forcing him to realize, maybe his best friend is kinda… hot?
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feelings | 8
It was a Sunday morning and you spent it in bed, just about waking up.
*ding ding!*
You rubbed your eyes, feeling around under your blanket for your phone. It was Jungkook.
You put your phone down, sitting up as your door opened and a smiley Jungkook walked in.
“Good morning beautiful,” he says, sitting down right next to you. You gave him a sleepy smile. Your hair is tangled, the scrunchie was lost somewhere in the mess.
“Good morning ugly,” you replied, in which he shoves your shoulder in response.
“Wake up, we’re going out,” he says, you groan, scooting closer to him.
“I’m still a little sleepy,” you said, dropping your head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around you and you sink into his warmth.
“Well we’re going to get food. Then we’re going to watch a movie, or binge watch a drama back in my dorm, whichever you want.” You lift up your head and look him straight in the face. Your noses are just about to touch each other.
“Why? What’s so special today?” You ask. Jungkook shrugs.
“I can’t spend time with my favorite girl?” You squint at him, pulling away from his hug. You cross your arms over your chest.
“You’re being reeeeeeaaaally weird today,” you said. “And the day had just started…”
He shrugs… again.
“Well there are 4 other guys in your life right now,” he says, referring to Jin, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi. “I need to make sure I stay on top.” That wasn’t the real reason, but that’s what he was telling you anyway.
“You’ll always be my number one,” you reassure him.
“Good,” he says. “Now get ready,” he says, pushing you out of bed.
“I can’t go out looking like this?” you joke. You were wearing an oversized shirt that was revealing one shoulder because of how loose it was. Your hair was coming out of a bun, the scrunchie, again, still lost. And lastly, you had some gunk in your eyes. “ I thought you said I looked beautiful.”
“You called me ugly so I took it back,” he says, reaching out to wipe your eye. He grimaces. “Plus, your breath stinks.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll be back,” you say, rolling your eyes, getting up and walking to your bathroom.
Jungkook waits until you close the door before going on his phone to the group chat Jin made. Without you in it.
“I’m ready, where are we going anyways,” you say, stopping right in front of him. Jungkook looks up from his phone and smiles at you.
“You look pretty,” he says. You nod.
“I know, let’s go,” you respond quickly, tugging his arm. Jungkook sighs as he swings his feet over your bed.
“We’re going to have breakfast at Pied Piper,” he tells you, swinging his arm over your shoulder. “Jin hyung’s cooking for us.”
“I thought he was off on the weekends?” You say, frowning. Jungkook shakes his head.
“Not today.”
-
The two of you wait for Jin to come by and take your order. You had your head hanging over the menu as you kept your hands warm between your legs.
Jungkook looks over at you and reaches his arm out. You notice and you look up, right when his hand touches your hair. He tucks it behind your ear.
“Are you okay?” He asks you. You nod.
“Just a little cold,” you tell him. Autumn is just about a few days away from its official start and it isn’t cold just yet. Although your seat was right under a vent that blew cold air. Jungkook looks up and sees the air conditioner.
“Do you want to switch seats?” He asks you, already standing up.
“No it’s okay, I’ll be fine,” you tell him. He’s about to sit back down when he makes eye contact with Jin.
“Your jacket,” he mouths, motioning to the jacket Jungkook was wearing. He wore jackets often, or long sleeves in general. It didn’t matter if it was hot out or not. Jungkook looks down at you and watches you as you continue to go over the menu. He then quickly takes off his jacket, walking over and putting it over your shoulders. You look up at him surprised. He ignores your expression and sits back down across from you, grabbing the menu and beginning to look at it. Trying to look effortless and cool.
“Jungkook you don’t have to–” You start, you sigh anyways when he looks up at you with his big, doe like eyes. “Thank you,” you say, pulling your arm through the sleeves. He smiles softly at you before looking back down at his menu.
Jungkook was always this nice to you, but today felt different.
Was it because now... You know that he likes you?
He said he’s liked you since high school, so it should be the same feeling but being aware of it felt so different.
It’s not the first time he’s called you beautiful, or touched your hair, or even given you his jacket. Heck, your closet is full of his sweatshirts that you have failed to return.
But he likes you.
And not just as friends.
So it’s different.
The same
yet different.
And now you’re confused.
“So what are you getting?” Jungkook asks you, closing his menu and distracting you from your thoughts. You look up at him in surprise. You weren’t really paying attention as you flipped through the menu. He was kind of on your mind. You furrow your brows at the thought.
“Uhh.. I don’t know. What should I get, what are you getting?” you ask, glancing back down at the menu. Jungkook laughs at you.
“Are you okay? You’re not being you right now,” he says. You shrug.
“I don’t know, it just kind of feels different.”
“What does?” He asks you.
“This,” you gesture to each other and to your surroundings.
“What do you mean? It’s us getting breakfast, we always get breakfast together. And it’s not like it’s our first time here,” he responds, with a smile.
“Yeah but… I don’t know, but it feels like a date. And not like a Yn and Jungkook bestie date but like a… date date. And I don’t know I feel nervous for some reason,” you respond truthfully.
Jungkook glares at you, then he quirks up one eyebrow.
“I mean, this is a normal bestie date. Unless you don’t want it to be,” he says. He smiles at you. That cocky smile he does whenever he’s being annoying. “Do you want it to be a date date?”
You scoff, feeling like it was a set up and the tables have been turned.
“I gave you my answer the other night Jeon Jungkook,” you say, lifting up the menu and hiding behind it. Jungkook laughs, looking up to the side to glance at his hyung. Jin gives him a thumbs up.
-
After breakfast, the two of you were now at Jungkook’s dorm. The two of you decided on watching a drama instead of going to the movies. There weren't any new movies out that you two haven’t watched yet, but Netflix does have plenty of dramas to choose from.
“Which one should we watch?” Jungkook asks you, clicking through the shows. He had his laptop on his lap while your cheek was pressed up against his arm.
“Ooh, that one looks interesting,” you said, pointing to “Her Private Life”.
“Okay we’ll watch it then.” He clicks on the drama, pushing the laptop back slightly as he sunk into the pillow behind him. He then lifts the arm that you were laying on, pulling you in instead. You snuggle into his chest as you two watch.
-
“Can you imagine having two completely different lives?” Jungkook says, referring to the main character of the show. “I mean, she’s basically Hannah Montana. If she takes off the hat and hoodie and puts on a blazer, she’s not ‘The Road to Sian’ anymore, she’d just be Deokmi.”
To be honest, you couldn’t focus on the show at all. All you could hear was Jungkook’s breathing and his heart beating. You don’t know why you were focusing so much on it.
“But would she as a fangirl be her true self, or would she as the curator be her true self…” Jungkook wonders out loud. “It could be both right?”
“Yeah… I guess so. I don’t know, I’m kind of confused with what’s going on,” you say, sitting up.
“Oh, do you not like it? We can change what we’re watching,” he says, quickly exiting out of the screen.
“No, it’s just,” you sigh. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m so off today.” You say, looking up at your best friend. He’s frowning, looking over at you with a very worried expression.
“Did anything happen? Do you want to talk about what’s on your mind?” he asks you, reaching for your hand. You grab it, shaking your head and smiling up at him.
“I’ll be okay, but maybe we can continue this another day?” You tell him. “I might just need some time to think.”
“Okay, uhh.. think about what?”
“I’ll let you know after I think it through,” you laugh, leaning over to him to give him a hug. “Thank you for this day. I really enjoyed it. My treat next time, okay?”
“Yeah,” he says, watching you pull away. You then get up and grab your things. “Okay.”
you 👇🏼
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๑ part eight: she’s flustered ๑
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a/n: i feel like i do this all the time with my aus where yn is so confusing and so the reader gets confused but like the next few updates explains it all and so you won’t get confused anymore
does that make sense?
i feel like it’s been so long since i’ve done this, i don’t want you guys to be lost T.T
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You make me wanna be a better man.
hi my loves!!!! as we all know, it’s tae day!!! which means…i obviously wrote a thousand words of fluffy nothingness to show my everlasting love and adoration of this man. happy birthday tae!!!! you deserve everything good and lovely the world has to offer!!!
genre: fluff!/artist!tae x reader
word count: 1.0k
p.s., if you don’t know what painting i’m talking about then click on this link!: https://www.instagram.com/p/CXsvrYzPdVM/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link
Immediately upon entering the apartment, your nose was filled with the light scent of fresh paint, ears filled with one of Taehyung’s recent favorite jazz playlists, and heart filled with absolute joy at being reunited with your man.
On days like this, home felt like heaven.
Grinning stupidly at your boyfriends presence, you set your bag down and scurried off to find him, stumbling upon his art studio open wide with a very smiley Taehyung himself standing within the doorway.
“Hi, honey.” he crooned, large hands encompassing your wrists as he leaned forward to capture your lips, his skin soft against yours and somehow alleviating all the stress you had endured during your day.
You couldn’t see how you could ever get used to this; having this man hold you so tenderly, kiss you so softly, affections rolling off of his tongue meant for you and only you.
“How was the day?” he inquired, words mumbled quietly against your bottom lip, smiling at you as he stared back into your orbs.
His thumbs ran circles over the skin on the inside of your wrists, bypassing your bracelets to feel the warmth ignited whenever he touched you.
With a shrug, you pulled an indifferent expression, making Tae chuckle a bit as he raised his eyebrows at you. “It’s over now.” you sighed happily, meeting his lips again in a brief kiss as you wrapped your arms around his torso.
“How was yours?” you smoothed a palm down his spine, the man obviously appreciating it as he quietly exhaled, tension draining from his back muscles with each move of your hand.
“I’m trying to finish up a new piece. It’s well on its way now but- I just can’t shake the feeling that it needs something else to be finished.” he frowned, blinking a few times as you swept some of his longer hair out of his eyes.
“Hey, you’ll figure it out. I know you will. Be patient with yourself.” you assured him, lifting a hand to poke at his mouth until it twitched into a smile.
“Do you have other work to finish up tonight?” he asked, tipping his head adorably as his dark eyes glittered at you under the lights of his studio.
“No, but I can just hang out for a while. Can I sit in here with you?”
You were immediately met with a nod, his fluffy hair bouncing along with the movement making you smile.
“You sure?” you asked again, Taehyung grinning back at you as he dipped down to kiss your cheek.
“Absolutely, love.”
Caving, you nodded your head. “Okay, good. I like watching you work. I like your technique.”
Scrunching his nose up, he tipped his head slightly as he squinted at you.
“My technique?” he giggled against
your lips, volume increasing when you hummed in confirmation.
“You have good - form.” you finished after slight hesitation, Taehyung tossing his head back in laughter at your attempt to compliment him.
“Are you talking about my art now or something else?”
Exhaling a laugh, you rolled your eyes at his eyebrow wiggling, mumbling for him to shut up as he cackled at your reaction.
The truth was, you knew very little about art yourself. Dating Taehyung had been your introduction to all of this stuff, so you still didn’t have everything down yet.
But Taehyung was the most attractive while working on his art. You knew that for a fact.
“Get back to work, Vante.” you said, spinning on your heel to exit the room before you were halted by Taehyungs hold on your wrist, dark eyebrows knit together as he pouted at you.
“I’m making you something to eat first. Probably haven’t eaten today.” you assumed, pursing your lips together when you were only met with a guilty expression from the man.
“I’ll be back.”
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“Oh, Vante.”
Smiling, your boyfriend glanced over his shoulder, raising his eyebrows at you in amusement as you leisurely crossed your arms behind your head.
Having made enough ramen for both him and yourself, you had put your own body into some sort of food coma in the corner of his art studio, watching him dutifully work in front of his table of emptied paint tubes with nothing but satisfaction and pride.
“Yes, love?”
He paused his paint brushes motions for a moment to show his attention to you, making you chuckle at him and his big curious eyes.
“I just love watching you work.” you shrugged, not really having much to say about such a breathtakingly beautiful vision.
Taehyungs mind was so fascinating, such a gift to the world. You loved that you couldn’t predict what he was going to do or try next; you adored him.
“I love when you watch me work.” he responded with a cute nod to himself, turning back to his red canvas with a mumbled, “having my reference in the room is always helpful.”
“If I’m a reference shouldn’t I be able to see it?” you whined, Taehyung laughing as he continued hiding the piece from you with his body.
“It’s not ready yet, honey. Give me, like, thirty more minutes. Then you can see it.”
Sighing, you relented. Picking up your empty ramen dishes, you stood with a huff, stealing Taehyung’s attention briefly as he shot you a square grin.
For the next half hour, you busied yourself with tasks outside of his studio, washing dishes and starting neglected laundry.
In fact, when Tae eventually emerged and came to grab you with one of his most shy smiles, you had nearly forgotten about the waiting period you had been forced to endure.
But your whole chest erupted with flutters as he grabbed your hand, giggling together as he pulled you into his studio, standing behind you with his arms draped around your frame as he finally displayed his piece to you.
You smiled at his typical art style, a new face with many of the same aspects of his other works yet somehow a completely different vibe than any of his other creations.
And then you saw it.
“You make me wanna be a better man.”
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Who do you think was the cutest Bangtan baby? OR: what was the cutest thing about each baby?
oh my god, there's no way i could pick the cutest because like -- babies! they're all cute. okay, they're not all cute but these babies were, so at least there's that.
kim namjoon
baby joon was fucking adorable. please, the cheeks? the little haircut? the way it took him years to grow into these ears? little joon is the cutest thing ever and i have the feeling he was that kid who listened well and followed all the rules (couldn't be me!)
kim seokjin
the 😭 tiny 😭 suit 😭 y'all 😭 please, this is the cutest shit ever? tiny boss baby kim seokjin looking like a future CEO in his get up. also, it's kind of wild how little his face has changed over the years. he still basically looks like this, just grown. too cute.
min yoongi
one of my favorite ARMY twitter accounts (@/alsolab) put it best. apparently yoongi's parents wanted him to become a rapper. why else would they put him in this adorable get up? they must have known he'd be destined to seek out hip hop and they just decided to give him a push. also love that he's been mastering that side-eye since he was in a crib.
jung hoseok
is he technically a baby in this pic? nah. but up until yesterday i'd never seen this pic and please i'm dying of cuteness 😭😭😭 i wonder what the story is behind the little pout. maybe he'd asked his mom to wear his LV shirt and Chanel shorts but she chose this get up instead.
park jimin
i know you're just shocked SHOCKED that jimin was a beautiful baby, right? i mean please, baby mochi has the cutest little cheeks and pout. he's another one who's face hasn't changed much since he was very little but when you do the work right the first time, you don't have to double back.
kim taehyung
i have...so many questions. who in tae's family sold his behind out by putting this little gem on the internet? no clue but i did see a video where he talked about this photo and at least he's got a sense of humor about it. birthday suit aside, he was an adorable baby. super smiley and posing for this shot like a pro well before his years.
jeon jungkook
okay, please this is adorable. jungkook's sweet, round little baby face is too cute for words. he's probably around two here and already a clotheshorse rocking his adidas wear. he must have know he'd grow up to be a fashion icon.
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BALLOON ANIMAL ARTIST JK I JUST FEEL LIKE HE WOULD BE REALLY GOOD AT IT AND MAKE YOU A FLOWER THEN ASK YOU ON A DATE
baby i love u and your big sexy brain <3 welcome to waikiki meets hospital playlist dynamic ft. balloon artist!jk
“who’s a good baby? is it you? iS IT YOU????”
you’d be the first one to admit that you had an exhausting horrible night
being a nurse sUCKS the life out of you and as much as it’s fulfilling, you almost always feel the urge to admit yourself to the ER for being extremely fatigued
it’s all worth it!! it should be
after all, paying for a mansion in an exclusive village and sharing it with your friends doeS warrant some elbow grease
seokjin works in wall street and sometimes he comes home crying but it’s okay because you do have an expensive fridge that everyone worked overtime for <3
hoseok’s a veterinary assistant and is your trusty friend who always sends in pictures of the animals that come in to cheer you up while at work
namjoon’s a painter by passion and accountant by profession!! he does only come out with a few pieces at a time but mAN does it rake in the money
jimin’s a flight attendant and does everyone the pleasure of securing either free or discounted tickets, and bringing home unused airline towels to dry off the dishes!!
lastly, taehyung’s someone you can call a former trustfund baby or somewhat :O the last big chunk of money he spent from his fund was the downpayment and security deposit for this mansion!!!
it’s a long story and he’s currently all over the place but he’s finding regular jobs!! his latest gig was working at a high-end ice cream place but he immediately quit once he learned that he needed to put his back into it and not just scoop up ice cream like he did in his dreams :((
most importantly, taehyung has a baby :-)
he’s a dad!! a single one at that
it’s truly a LONG story but the bottomline is that he has nabi, his cutest little dumpling!! and he has all of you, his friends who didn’t hesitate to step up as nabi’s parents in a way too even if he didn’t ask any of you
you all love the chunky monkey so much that you’ve all taken the liberty to call him your baby at times and tae doesn’t even mind!! nabi’s so lucky (he hopes) to have him as a dad and his friends as his cool uncles and aunt
nevertheless, you indeed had a bad night working the night shift and came home to nabi’s birthday party just in time!! :D
he turned two years old at midnight and even if you weren’t physically present at the mansion like the guys were (they requested their leaves two months earlier) because of being understaffed, you were able to see him and tae blow out multiple cakes that each one bought him
seeing him giggle at your arms just by doing the bare minimum makes you full already <3
all your exhaustion is melted away because it’s your favorite toddler’s birthday party!! the party that you all insisted on shelling out for that made tae almost cry bc of how much you all love his son
“jimin i am not sewing your forehead up when you end up falling in the wrong angle,” you roll your eyes at him who’s currently doing backflips in the bouncy house that managed to fit in the mansion
“hoseok can!!” he yells back and backflips twice in a row, much to the actual children’s amusement and your worry
“i will NOT stitch you up! the thread i have is for the pregnant dogs only!!!”
everyone’s entertaining guests left and right, including taehyung who’s the dad of the little man of the hour :D
he keeps pointing at nabi who’s currently in your arms every ten seconds and it’s now your job to make him giggle every single time to wave at the people
“what do you want, monkey? do you want some ice cream? i won’t tell your dad,” you eagerly ask the wide-eyed baby in your arms, pointing at the ice cream cart that namjoon probably ordered
“no thank you!” nabi cutely aND politely declines, his head shaking no and his speech and pronunciation getting clearer day by day
most of the time though he says it like tHANK YEWWWW and you would immediately grin every time because it’s the cutest thing ever
“hmm, look at that!! face painting!! do you want some butterflies?”
you point at yet another station that you guess seokjin arranged, knowing that at some point into this party, he’d all drag you in here to get matching marks or something lol
nabi once again declines, his eyes searching around that makes you do the same on what you could do to entertain him
he has the same habit down like taehyung and loudly gASPS, pointing his finger and almost shrieking in excitement
“bawoo — balloon!!! balloon!!!”
:O
it is now your life purpose to walk as fast as you could to this balloon station with nabi bouncing up and down your arm in excitement
jungkook’s having the time of his life here :D
normally he’s mostly called in the holiday season and occasionally at big birthday parties (the one where like two sides of the family share every baby’s first birthday party lmao) throughout the year!!
but he’s never had a client who requested him for a singular birthday party!! let alone at a hOUSE
ok maybe that was an understatement
he means a mansion
if he’s being quite honest, the mr. park jimin he spoke to on the phone sounded too kind that he just mistakened him for a party planner or something
he immediately said yes because he had no on-site bookings for that day, or even the week perhaps, and expected to stroll into a carnival in the middle of an executive village
aha :D jungkook is wrong :D
jimin met him by the front door wherein a lot of people are already crossing paths such as catering and not to mention the bouncy house you cAN’T miss, and just briefly touched in on the situation
“oh no, i’m not the dad, man — but thanks!! i’m his uncle. nabi’s dad is my friend, taehyung. and me and my friends, including taehyung, all live here. we’re all like family, basically.”
jungkook saw the other stations invited and he expected that his would have less children y’know?? bouncy house, ice cream station, facepainting, hotdog cart aND magic show???? yeah <3
but god is he wrong
the children are in a single-file line for hIM and his balloon artistry!!! the requests range from pretzels to pirate hats to chandeliers with the bulbs as smiley faces!!!
he’s managed to do all of them so far and he’s now made a decent dent on the line of children waiting for him
jungkook is a happy and content balloon artist :D
“EXCUSE ME! BIRTHDAY BOY COMING THROUGH!!”
oh my god what was that
you’re walking at full-speed and holler out, making sure to emphasize birthday boy because nuh-uh you and nabi will nOT line up for his own party <3 thank you very much
the children coo and the older kids coax the other ones to make way for the both of you to the front of the line, immediately plopping to a mini chair in front of the guy
“hiiii!!”
nabi drawls politely and waves his hand, making you do the same
“what a cute little thing,” the guy in front of you coos and it’s his voice that perhaps makes you melt a little, just seeing the top of his hair for now because he’s crouching down to be eye-level with nabi, “what can i do for you, little buddy?”
he toothily grins and straightens his posture, raising his eyes to look at who’s holding nabi in place and-
???????????????????
jungkook literally stops breathing for a second
“h-hi!! what can i do for you today?” jungkook squeaks, his eyes even more wide and curious to look at the prettiest girl he’s ever seen in his life
you’re sure that you were gonna stammer once you open your mouth so you don’t at all, instead focusing on nabi who’s on your lap
“what do you want, monkey?”
“nabi please! i want nABI!!! nabi nabi nabiiiiiiiiii-“
“yes. he wants nabi, please.”
jungkook nods fervently, his hands about to pluck ballons from his kit before he realizes to ask
“does he want his face? or like, his name? what colors do you want, bud?”
he’s not the least bit bothered at the choices in his head because you’re widening your eyes on what could this guy dO with just balloons, knowing to yourself that even pumping one is difficult work already
“oh! he wants nabi,” you clarify and jungkook tilts his head, mouth slightly agape at to what you’re trying to get at, “butterfly, i mean. nabi knows that his name means butterfly and he likes them a lot! don’t you, monkey?”
nabi nods so hard that it almost gives him a headache and jungkook wants to facepalm himself to the grave
“r-right! why didn’t i think of that?? because nabi means.... nabi....... right!! sorry, oh my god. o-oh! i meant oh my gosh. i uhm-...”
he’s a mess and he knows it, letting his hands take over and grab the same theme colors of blue and lavender from his bag to start on his work
kook tries not to lift his head up ever so often because you’d find him out instantly that he’s looking at you
so what he does instead is peer and coo at nabi every few seconds and tHEN look up at you because you also giggle whenever he giggles
he’s probably feeling pressure with the way your eyes are set on him too and what he’s doing that he pOPS a balloon right with his hands
“sorry, sorry! did i spook you?”
jungkook’s worried because he heard a collective gasp from the kids around him but his main priority is the birthday boy AND you
nabi’s shoulders rose and that’s about it
he shakes his head to himself, looking at you who’s carrying a curious gaze on your face that looks amused
“sorry. i-it’s just you’re so pretty and-“
he’s embarrassed himself in front of a pretty girl and her son and-
wait a second
the color just dRAINS from his face and he’s about to quit at the second
“oh my god i am so sorry. y-you must be nabi’s mother. you’re mr. taehyung’s-“
“friend!! i’m y/n, i’m just taehyung’s friend,” you interject quickly because you cannot believe that pretty boy called you pretty, and at the next breath thought you were taehyung’s wife, “and nabi’s my nephew. we’re all just friends who live together!! i have no boyfriend, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
...
....
yeah maybe you embarrassed yourself this time
you may have said too much information to the balloon artist but jungkook’s just staring at you fondly
and nabi’s switching his gaze between the two of you and claps his hands to snap the two of you out of it lmao
kook chuckles to himself and he cannot stop smiling, even when he’s tying the last balloon to nabi’s butterfly
“there you go, cutie. happy birthday!!” he hands nabi the hUGE butterfly he just made but the sheer difference of how big it is makes the toddler even more happy, hugging it to his chest
jungkook watches you pepper kisses on nabi’s cheeks and that launches him into quickly pulling out balloons while your eyes are deviated from him, hands twisting and turning like his wHOLE LIFE depended on it
“my name’s jungkook, by the way,” he calls you when you’re just about to stand up, smiling giddily at you, “thought you should know.”
cute :-)
before you could thank him, he extends his arm and your mind recognizes the familiar shape which makes you smile instantly
jungkook made you a flower balloon <3
“i think i’ll remember you, jungkook.”
you laugh as the only thing you can smell from it is latex, the huge flower staring at you right in the face
jungkook sheepishly blushes, pursing his lips in happiness
“i’m free whenever you’re free — f-for a date, y’know? just so you could remember me more.”
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bonus: dilf taehyung has his own drabble!!
bonus bonus: bestie anon brought my attention to these tiktoks below and gAWD i’m so happy <3
first, second
#drabble nights#jungkook imagine#jungkook oneshot#jungkook oneshots#jungkook drabbles#jungkook x reader#jungkook x y/n#jungkook au#jungkook scenario
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Spotify decided the first song to play when I got home at 4 in the morning saying goodbye to my friends was Spring Day. So we’re gonna be emo rn.
This was by far the most exhausting week, but I barely feel it. I’m sure I will when I finally sit still for more than an hour. But good fucking lord let me gush over my favorite people okay?
First @theharrowing for being best mommy and daddy and hyung and just the most loving and caring and hilarious and beautiful person anyone could ask to be friends with. I’m so happy we live so close but so mad we also live so far. I will randomly drop by to just cuddle Oliver and annoy you with my love. Accept it, my hyung. 💜 (and tell your partner he is literally the best)
@blog-name-idk you are insane and I absolutely adore you so much. I’ll make it to yours and maybe ONE DAY we’ll take a normal photo together. But I also hope not bc that’s our *thing* now. I will get you into Seventeen and it’ll be fun. Let me know what kind of stickers you want for your laptop. I gotchu boo. 😘
@madbutgloriouspond I’m in love with you. Full stop. The appa to my eomma. You are beautiful and I love your freckles and I can’t wait to attend memes’ hair salon next time. Pls let us obsessed over Christopher and Binnie and fics and just I love you. I’m so happy I met you and Mango. So fucking happy. I’ll make you more bracelets. 💜
@echotoyou I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU. you brought so much fun energy and my jaw was seriously hurting from how much I was smiling because YOU were so smiley. I love you. I adore you. I wish we could’ve had more time together. You are amazing. 💜
And finally the one and only beautiful @here2bbtstrash The one who is the reason I wrote LTDO and others. the one who beta’d FiC and has been nothing but amazing and supportive and just all around my favorite person on this toxic hellsite. The Taehyung to my Jimin. I will always be there when you need water or for me to hold something so you can pee or to hug you through Seesaw. I cannot put into words how much I genuinely love you and miss you so much already. My favorite babygirl. 🥺💜
#when they say you shouldn’t meet people from the internet#it’s not because they’re creepy#it’s because parting from them after is absolutely heartbreaking#kelly posts
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✨ BEST OF 2021 ✨
post your favorite or most popular posts from each month this year!
🏷 TAGGED BY @gimbapchefs, @jimmeo-kookliet, @hyunsung, @loversmore and @jiminswn - thank you so much for tagging me 💜
🥰 THANK YOU SO, SOOOOO MUCH FOR THIS YEAR, EVERYONE!
this blog actually turned exactly 10 months yesterday (24th), so it feels a bit special for me to do this now 🥺 it’s been A Year to say the least, but i’m so so happy to be hear in all the fandoms i’m in right now. thank you to everyone who has made this year special, to everyone who has interacted with my posts or me in any way, and an extra big thank you to all the friends i have made so far! i can’t wait to see what 2022 brings us! i wish you all a very happy holidays and i hope you get a good start to the new year as well 💜
JANUARY
FAVOURITE: –
MOST POPULAR: –
– didn’t make any posts on this blog as it didn’t exist yet.
FEBRUARY
FAVOURITE: one happy smiley boy 💙 jungkook vlive, 27th feb 2021
MOST POPULAR: one boy and his strawberry 🍓 (110 notes)
MARCH
FAVOURITE: BTS + BE-LOGS (1.3k)
MOST POPULAR: shhh, they’re sleeping 😴
APRIL
FAVOURITE: BTS | FILM OUT MV | 21.04.02
– special mentions: this yoongi set and this hobi set
MOST POPULAR: team holding hands 🥺💕 (3.2k)
MAY
FAVOURITE: bts x coway | making film
– special mentions: this tae set, this jin set, this yoongi set and this tae set
MOST POPULAR: happy playful boys 🥺 (1.8k)
JUNE
FAVOURITE: this yoongi set with too long of a caption
– special mentions: this ot7 set and this joon set
MOST POPULAR: black swan: 2020 mma vs dance practice (4.1k) (also my top post of the year!)
JULY
FAVOURITE: Feel the rythmn of your heart. What do you hear?
– special mentions: this ot7 set and this yoongi set
MOST POPULAR: he looks so good 😫 (4.1k)
AUGUST
FAVOURITE: how cute is he?! 🥺😭
– special mention: this joon set and this jimin set
MOST POPULAR: Jimin’s way of comforting Jungkook 🥺 (3.2k)
SEPTEMBER
FAVOURITE: when the food is so good it makes you angry
– special mention: this yoongi set and this young k (day6) set
MOST POPULAR: he looks so soft 🥺 (2.4k)
OCTOBER
FAVOURITE: vampire vibes~
– special mentions: this minho (skz) set, this yoongi set, this young k (day6) set, this taegi set and this minho (skz) set
MOST POPULAR: BTS @ THE FACT MUSIC AWARDS 2021 RED CARPET (3.3k)
NOVEMBER
FAVOURITE: KEY x DON’T CALL ME STAGES
– special mentions: this jimin set, this yoongi set, this hobi set, this tae set and this skz ot8 set
MOST POPULAR: taejin 😆🤟 (1.9k)
DECEMBER
FAVOURITE: HYUNJIN x 24 TO 25
– special mentions: this ateez ot8 set, this jimin set and this minho (skz) set
MOST POPULAR: TAEHYUNG VIA INSTAGRAM STORIES 211216 (1.3k)
💜 TAGGING @bangzchan, @kimtaehyunq, @kimtaegis, @intokook, @taetheists, @taeunwoo (no pressure to do it if you don’t want to! and also sorry if any of you have already been tagged!)
#tag games#mel talks#feels like everyone have already done this but i hope i tagged some that haven't sdjkfdsflgkjfhjskj#so incredibly sorry for all the special mentions sets ajksaklfkj#once i started going through gifsets it was like.. wow i made all of these??#and i just wanted to show so many sdkfjlgdskdkrjk#apparently i made a total of 731 original posts this year.. that's insane
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stolen dances | chap. VI
summary: sometimes supporting the person you love is the hardest challenge you’ll ever face.
pairing: jeon jungkook x fem!reader
rating: m
warning: two swearwords
additional tags: f2l, ceo!jungkook, bestfriend!jungkook, shrink!yoongi, my best friend’s wedding meets 27 dresses (if the boss/secretary couple had happened), angst-y
words: 2000
links: prev. | next [masterlist]
note: lower case letters intended
chapter summary: there are too many zeros for namjoon to decline
“yoongi warned me about this”, namjoon says while drawing lines across his coffee mug. you roll your eyes, clearly annoyed by your therapist. of course, he connected the dots as soon as you asked for his friend’s number.
“he warned you of getting a hefty tip? maybe even playing your own mixtapes in front of the music elite? in front of the kim seokjin?”, you answer with a sarcastic bite in your voice.
now namjoon is staring at you, calculating silently in his head. after a second to think, he responds.
“no, he warned me about dj-ing at your crush’s wedding while you’re coping with your shrink on the dancefloor… slowly moving your arms in chicken wing motions.”
you laugh at his description, surprised by the accuracy.
“don’t laugh… he had a whole diorama about this.”
your laughter is growing in volume as you try to imagine how yoongi glued wings onto a paper version of you.
“so… these few zeros won’t change your mind?”, you say and slide one of jungkook’s business cards across the table. your new barista friend takes the high-quality paper with caution. but then his eyes widen at the five numbers scribbled across your best friend’s name.
“no way”, he breathes, “this could finance my whole audition tape.”
you smirk at him, glad that taehyung didn’t lie to you when you asked him about the needed budget to audition. there is some pride in your posture, pleased at your wit.
“so, i can set up a meeting?”, you wonder out loud. the mocha in front of you is getting cold and your time is running away from you by the minute.
namjoon keeps staring at his payment, not fully grasping the reality of your offer.
“turn it around, joon”, you whisper. it’s the final blow as the barista sees the phone number on the other side. seokjin’s name is scribbled underneath with a winking smiley.
you’ve got yourself a wedding dj.
**
“i don’t know why we have to get another dj. what’s wrong with jae?”, jungkook mutters as he helps you out of your jacket. the candlelight inside this restaurant is warming your skin, a much-needed warmth because of the missing sleeves of your black dress.
you can hear your best friend sucking in a deep breath, his eyes burning holes into your bare shoulders. but when you turn around to catch his eyes, jungkook is looking at the tip of your nose.
“you look beautiful, _____”, he says in a distant tone. there is no emphasis in his words, but still jungkook doesn’t lie. maybe he forgets stuff, maybe he hides some information. but jungkook never lies. he didn’t say he baked the muffins – you just… assumed.
“really, ____”, your best friend repeats and hands your jacket to the waiter next to you. you smile at him in thanks.
“right back at you, handsome”, you say cheekily and pat his suit jacket. the dark green velvet looks painted on his toned arms and you can’t help the blush coloring your face.
there is a beat of silence before a cleared throat makes you flinch.
“your second party is already here, mr. jeon.” your waiter looks at you apologetic and you try to send him a reassuring smile in return.
“lead the way, then.” jungkook’s hand rests on your lower back as he pushes you in the dining room. his fingers press against your spine and you catch yourself leaning into his touch. it’s a maddening feeling, really. you try to collect your thoughts before spotting namjoon across the room.
“because taehyung slept with them", you whisper. jungkook snorts at your confession.
“who do you mean with them?”, he asks.
“both jae and the two follow-up candidates. he just… slept through the whole list of djs”, you explain. there is the tiniest part of you that is proud of taehyung for silently sneaking behind your back.
“why would he do that?”, jungkook whines into your ear and you snort at his pained expression.
“it was some kind of test. he listened to their playlists… one thing lead to another… it wasn’t pretty.”
“how ugly was it?”, he asks.
“you don’t wanne know… one of them cried on my voice mail two nights ago. like…ugly cried.”
“i should have been more help in the last months, _____. i’m sorry.”, jungkook confesses, recognizing what you had to deal with in the last months.
you squeeze his biceps, feeling the soft velvet under your fingertips.
“nah, you’ve got a company to run, jungkook. and you’re here now.”
“_______”, namjoon greats you warmly as you stop in front of the table. the barista looks so different not surrounded by the hefty smell of coffee. his green apron is gone – now he’s dressed in a beige colored cashmere sweater and some black pants. his hair his combed neatly and the dimples flashing you are making you smile softly at him. without missing a step, you hug him. the sweater smells faintly of vanilla and you feel yourself sniffing against his chest.
“glad you could make it, namjoon.” the musician and part time barista smirks down at you. why are all men around you that much taller? you need more yoongis in your life.
“yeah… kind of afraid to get another powerpoint in my inbox.” you snort. nobody values your powerpoint skills enough.
“i adore her slides a lot”, your best friend offers from behind you. you flinch at his cold tone, not surprised to see his face matching his voice. jungkook always wears his emotions on his sleeves.
still, to see him this tense when meeting a new person worries you. taking a step away from namjoon you move closer to your past idol. jungkook takes your elbow and pushes you against his side instantly.
“why don’t you introduce us, _____?”, he orders while looking at your barista with distrust.
“of course”, you start and try to escape namjoon’s raised eyebrow at jungkook’s hands on you.
“jeon jungkook, meet kim namjoon, your newest wedding dj", you say with faked enthusiasm. only your recent therapy helps you suppress the jazz fingers you want to make as an ice breaker.
both men stare at each other in silence. you feel some curious glances at your back while your group just stands in the middle of an overpriced restaurant.
“nice to meet you, mr. jeon. congrats on your engagement”, namjoon says and bows to your friend. jungkook takes a second too long to respond, just letting the man bow in front of him. it’s a power move you don’t care for, so you use your elbow to poke him.
“ouch, ____”, he whines lowly, but bows as soon as he sees your hostile eyes.
“thank you, mr. kim.”
again, there is a tensed silence you do not understand. soon, the waiter saves the moment.
“why don’t we get you seated and then i can bring you a bottle of your favorite chardonnay on the house?”
you could kiss him right now, because both men sit down instantly as the waiter moves your seat for you.
“thank you”, you whisper and feel him smile at you reassuringly. then he is rushing away to get enough alcohol for this table.
“i didn’t know you two know each other”, jungkook says. there is accusation behind his words and you feel yourself shift on your seat. did you have plenty of times to tell him in the last two days that the newest candidate is a friend of yours? sure. did you take the easy way out and just… emailed him the info? maybe.
“it was in the folder i sent you yesterday”, you mutter. namjoon watches the two of you with interest just as jungkook nudges your shoulder.
“would have been nice for you to tell me in person, ____”, he says softly, no longer mad at you. he sees how tensed your shoulders are. jungkook doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable. this joined wedding planning should be fun.
“how did you two meet?”, he asks, directed at the other male across from you.
“she went to one of my gigs”, namjoon explains and smiles at jungkook. you silently applaud his professionalism. first, he congratulated jungkook on his engagement, then the second comment leads straight to his musical work. and not a word about your shared friend, yoongi.
“you do music?”, jungkook asks, now more interested.
“remember the playlist from last weekend?”, you say and smile at the waiter filling your wine glass.
“the one during our movie night?”, jungkook asks and takes two ice cubes from the wine cooler to wordlessly mix them into your glass. he knows how much you like your white wine iced and watered. for the first few months of your friendship, you felt so out of place in jungkook’s world that you didn’t voice your preferences. then, during an outing with jimin at a grungy bar downtown, you shyly asked for extra ice. he still smiles at the memory.
“don’t call it a movie night. i haven’t seen us watch one movie in the last year”, you snort. most of the times seokjin makes a mean meal and your friends stuff themselves full of carbs. then you are all talking with rounded bellies, maybe someone demands a rematch on jungkook’s playstation.
“so, you played some of his songs last saturday?”, jungkook asks.
you nod at the memory. “yeah, it was the one where seokjin slutdropped in front of me.”
namjoon snorts at your words. “kim seokjin slutdropped to one of my songs? can i get that framed?”
now even jungkook smiles kindly at your barista. “i don’t think you need to. you’ll be able to see it with your own eyes at the wedding.”
after that the dinner is more enjoyable. you are gobbling at a hot cheese string of your lasagna when it happens:
jungkook is talking to namjoon, eyes gleaming as he tells him about the first dance.
“i really want it to be a remixed version of spring day”, he explains. “it was the first song i co-wrote for my group.” namjoon nods and scribbles a few words on his ipad.
“the remix from your third album?”, the dj asks. you are impressed by namjoon’s knowledge of bangtan. there is a fangirling part of you still feeling very protective of your favorite idols.
jungkook shakes his head. “nah man, it’s way too outdated. it was like… seven years ago. why don’t you play a bit with the sound?”
you have never seen a kid in your class as excited as namjoon right now. the barista looks like jungkook just gave him a disney all exclusive ticket. and maybe it is on the same level when a highly awarded idol lets you remix one of their song.
“you’d trust me with that?”, namjoon whispers. you munch on your cheesy treat as jungkook nods.
“obviously i’d check it out beforehand… but, your mixture sounds cool. it’s fresh. maybe you can even add some rap parts yourself?”
you push another spoonful of lasagna in your mouth while namjoon stutters in front of you. it’s like cinema without the popcorn.
“you want me to… add to your award-winning record?”, he whispers in awe at the former idol.
“why not? just try your best; if it’s not working out, we can just switch to an acoustic performance from the other members. maybe jimin can cover my high notes”, jungkook muses and looks at your full cheeks with a smile. you grin back at him, clearly happy with his trust in your friend.
“may i have yoongi help me with that?”, namjoon asks in excitement. your greasy smile drops from your lips as jungkook’s head moves back to namjoon, not noticing the dread in your face.
“huh?”
“you know, most of the times the two of us work on music together. yoongi is really, really good with lyrics.”
it’s like seeing an accident happening in slow motion. there is nothing you can do other than chew as fast as you can.
“yoongi?”, jungkook asks and the hot tomato sauce burns your throat as you swallow your food.
“yoongi, you know? _______'s plus one?”
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ahhh! i wanted to do some more barista joon as well as give you some more… jk x reader action! i hope you all enjoyed this update! let me know what you think… it really helps with my motivation. thanks to everyone who supports me with a like, reblog, comment, message… it’s really instant serotonin.
on another note: the horse has to leave the hospital!!
all the best! stay safe, happy and hopeful! love, dana
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MTL Popular Ships with the Members
(Plus a favorite moment) I’ll do a separate post about the nicknames.
Yoongi - Kigi: The fans love how protective Yoongi is of Kira, plus knowing that he is completely soft for her makes the fans incredibly happy. They know that Yoongi would do anything for Kira and seeing the two interact makes fans' hearts grow warm.
Numerous fans were waiting in the airport to try and get a glimpse of BTS. Once the group was spotted the fans became rowdy, some even trying to push their way towards the group. Seeing Kira jump slightly from the fans closing in around them, Yoongi instantly wrapped an arm around Kira’s shoulder’s and tucked her into his side. Kira looked up at Yoongi and whispered a quiet “thank you”, only for him to give her a quick kiss on the forehead in reply.
Taehyung - Taera: The fans adore how smiley and goofy the two get around each other. Watching the two try to make each other laugh (which really isn’t difficult) and then get scolded by Namjoon or Jin always makes fans smile.
Being on the Ellen show for the first time, Kira knew that it was between her and Namjoon to translate for the group. This made Kira very focused on her task and stayed pretty serious throughout the interview. Taehyung had other ideas though. During the interview he kept trying to get her attention when Ellen and Namjoon weren’t paying attention. Finally with one silly face after another, Kira couldn’t hold in her giggles anymore. She quickly threw both of her hands over her mouth and looked away from Taehyung. But Taehyung was satisfied with making her laugh and had a huge smile on his face through the rest of the interview.
Jimin - Jira: Fans love how these two are almost always next to each other and touching in some way. Though this isn’t the most popular overall ship it is the most popular ship in the sense that fans ship them romantically.
Jimin was in the middle of a solo Vlive answering fan questions when there was a soft knock at his door. He turned his head as Kira opened the door and stuck her head through. “Squish?” She asked.
“Yes, jagi?” He replied, waiting for her to continue.
“Could we cuddle? You can still stay on live.”
A bright smile instantly made his way onto Jimin’s face, “Of course! Come here.” He pushed his seat back and opened his arms, welcoming Kira into his embrace. A smile made her way onto her face as she skipped over. She crawled into his lap, wrapping her arms around his waist and shoving her face into his neck.
Jungkook - Kirook: The two being so close in age is probably the main reason that these two are shipped together pretty often. These two are also so sweet together though which makes the fans very happy.
Kira and Jungkook were casually playing with a basketball, though Kira was quickly becoming frustrated because Jungkook was doing a lot better than her. “It’s not fair! You’re too tall.” Kira exclaimed with a pout.
Jungkook smiled, “You’re just too short, Ra.” This made Kira’s pout grow, if that were even possible. Jungkook only laughed in response walking up to her and turning her around so that she faced away from him. Kira opened her mouth to ask him what he was doing but shut it when he lifted her by the waist, allowing her to easily make the next basket.
Kira’s frown turned into a huge smile as he gently placed her back on the ground. “Thanks, Kookie!”
“Anytime.” He replied as he ruffled her hair.
Namjoon - Namra: Fans love seeing these two nerd out together. Between talking about books and random facts that they learned, they always have something interesting to talk about. Everyone thinks it’s sweet how these two are constantly learning something new because of the other.
Kira bounced up and down, gripping Namjoon’s hand tightly as she pulled him along. Namjoon chuckled as he watched her, “Calm down, Belle. Hogwarts isn’t going anywhere.”
“I know, but I’m so excited. There’s so much for us to do! I need to get a wand and my robes. Plus we need to drink butterbeer and -” Her sentence gets cut off with a loud squeal as her eyes land on Hogwarts castle. “There it is Joon! It’s so beautiful!”
Namjoon let out another loud laugh but before he got the chance to reply, Kira threw her arms around his neck pulling him into a tight hug. “Thank you so much for taking me here!”
“I’ll do anything to get you to smile like this, Belle.”
J-Hope - Hora: Fans always think it’s really cute how playful this pair is. Called the “sunshine pair” by some because their smiles can light up any room. Though it isn’t the most popular ship fans are constantly looking forward to any interactions the pair may have.
The group was at Buzzfeed answering fan questions and playing with puppies. Namjoon and Kira took turns reading the questions, though Namjoon definitely ended up reading more due to Kira being distracted by the dogs. One of the questions Kira did read though was “Who gives the best hugs?” Which caused Hobi to immediately reach over and pull her into a side hug screaming, “Minha vida!” The others quickly nodding their heads in agreements. Not knowing how to respond, Kira hid her blushing face by raising one of the puppies to block her.
Jin - Jinra: Though this may be the least popular ship out of the group, don’t let the placement fool you. So many of the fans adore their interactions because they get to see how sweet and motherly Jin really can be.
Kira usually picks up on choreography pretty fast considering that she’s been dancing since she was three. But for whatever reason she kept messing up one part of the DNA routine. She told the boys that she was going to stay behind and work on the part for a little longer. Both Hobi and Jimin asked if she wanted them to stay behind to help, though she politely declined saying she wanted to work by herself for a while.
Again and again Kira tried but only got more annoyed as time went on and she still wasn’t getting the choreography right. Angry at herself and unaware of Jin entering the room with food she threw her phone across the room and slid down the mirrors with her head in her hands.
“Oh angel.” At the sound of Jin’s voice, Kira whips her head up. The older boy quickly makes his way over to her as she fights to hold back her tears.
“I can’t do it Jinnie.” She mumbles as Jin cradles her in his arms.
“Yes, you can. You’re being too hard on yourself. You need a break. I brought food and after you’re done eating we’re going back home so you can sleep.”
“I need to practice more.” Kira tries to argue.
Jin instantly glares, “No.” He says sternly. “You’re coming home with me and taking a nice warm shower and then bed. Practicing more right now is just going to get you more worked up. You’ll get the dance down tomorrow. You always do.” Kira bite her lips but nods, knowing he’s right. She leans in to give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek then turns to her food, just realizing how hungry she is.
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mini me | finale
(images at the end~)
almost 2 months later~
Today was finally Taehyung’s exhibition. Well, the exhibition of self love done by multiple artists, but we’ll just be paying attention to Taehyung’s today.
The whole group was ready, excited, and so so so so proud of Uncle Taetae! You, especially, couldn’t wait to see how Taehyung painted you. You never got to see the finished product, nor all the other paintings he had done. You were curious to see how they looked, you knew they were going to be great.
“When can we go inside?” Soojin whined, the entire group was outside the building, the first ones in line actually, waiting to enter the exhibition that was opening in ten minutes.
“You have to be patient,” Minseok tells his sister, he checks the small watch on his wrist. “We still have to wait a bit.” Soojin pouts, turning around and reaching up, wanting to be carried by her dad.
“Aigoo Soojin-ah,” Jin says, leaning down to pick up his daughter. “Are your legs hurting from standing so long?” Soojin nods, leaning her head onto Jin’s shoulder. He rested his head against hers. “Well we’ll be in soon, just hold on a bit longer.” He says, rubbing her back.
“Didn’t he paint you too?” Namjoon asked you, he was holding Moonji the same way Seokjin was. You nod.
“Yeah and I didn’t get to see it. So he painted you? Did he show you the end results?” You ask him. Namjoon laughs, shaking his head no.
“Didn’t show me anything. I know he painted Sarang too, and Yoongi hyung, and himself.”
“Ah,” you say, “so the single parents.”
“You have to love yourself first before you love anyone else,” Namjoon tells you. You’re sure he has that in one of the books he previously wrote. “Especially since we have our own kids to take care of and love, we have to make sure we have our own selves taken care of first. Taehyung thought it was perfect for the theme of self love.”
-
“Hey!” Taehyung yells, waving to all of you when you finally were able to go into the building.
“Daddy!” Youngjae yells, running towards Taehyung. A huge smile spread across Taehyung’s face as he kneels down to catch Youngjae’s hug.
“Hey buddy!” He says, hugging him tightly, and standing straight whilst carrying him up.
“Where’s your paintings?” Youngjae asks him. Taehyung turns around and points.
“Down that hallway is my part of the exhibition,” he tells him.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Jungkook says, walking past the two.
“I can’t wait to see your paintings Uncle Tae!” Huimang says excitedly, pulling her mom’s hand towards the direction of where Taehyung pointed. Everyone seems to just walk past the two, either saying they’re proud of Taehyung, excited to see his work, or giving him pats on his back.
“Hey,” you say, being the last one left. You put a hand on his arm, standing on your toes to give him a kiss.
“I’m excited-- well, kinda scared to see your paintings actually,” you laugh. His eyes widened.
“What? Why?” You laugh at his reaction, shaking your head.
“I don’t know, what if you made me look nicer than I actually do,” you say with a small laugh.
“Trust me babe, no one can capture your beauty on anything,” Taehyung tells you with a little wink. “Now let’s go catch up with everyone.”
-
With Youngjae on Taehyung’s hip, and his other hand holding yours, the three of you enter his part of the exhibition.
Before your eyes could land on any art pieces hung onto the wall, your heart was melting at the sight of all your nieces and nephews looking at their favorite uncle’s hard work. They were all so smiley, and for little kids, they all looked so proud. Not only them, but their parents as well.
Jimin was carrying Mingyu, pointing to him and explaining the art on the wall. Namjoon was reading the descriptions of the paintings to Moonji. Minseok was holding his two siblings' hands, explaining to the both of them who each of the paintings were. Hana was taking a picture of her dad next to the portrait of him. You’ve seen Yoongi happy plenty of times, but this time, he was glowing a little different.
“Mommy that’s you!” Huimang yells, running to the other side of the room.
Jungkook on the other hand had his camera with him, and he captured every little moment that was going on.
“Let me show you yours,” Taehyung tells you, pulling you to the back of the room.
-
“Wow,” you say as you see his painting of you. You wondered if this is how everyone sees you, or just how you look in his eyes.
“Do you like it?” Taehyung asks you. You couldn’t take your eyes off of it, your eyes landing on the small description on the bottom of the canvas.
[ Purple Love
I will trust and love you for a long time
Though life brings heartache and doubt, the power of love can overcome all of life’s hardships.
Ln Yn. A young, single mother who learned to love herself first in order to give her whole heart to the sweetest boy in the world. Although she needed no one to raise her son with, as she was capable of anything she put her heart to, by loving herself, she was able to love others. Her son, her new friends who are now family, and, possibly, her son’s future father. ]
After you have finished reading the little description, you turn towards Taehyung with slightly shiny eyes.
“It’s nothing big,” Taehyung says, you furrow your brows together. “But I got you this small ring, and I was hoping one day I can replace it with a better, prettier ring, an engagement ring, and then a wedding ring,” he says nervously, holding up a ring to you. It was a dainty ring with a small, diamond heart in the center. In your favorite color. Purple.
“I know,” he laughs, “it’s kind of fast, but it’s just a promise ring--”
“I love it,” you tell him, putting both of your hands to his. Youngjae was now standing in front of the painting, trying to read the words on the description, sounding it all out. He was in his own little world.
Taehyung smiles, putting the ring on your finger, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a chaste kiss.
“I swear I’ll get you a better ring,” he laughs, you shake your head.
“I don’t care,” you tell him. “I’ll love it either way.”
-
It’s been an hour or so into the exhibition, everyone was going around and checking out the other works of the other artists. Youngjae was walking around the same area, not wanting to go off with everyone else.
Your head whips towards him as he lets out a small gasp.
“Daddy!” He yells, Taehyung turns around as he heard Youngjae calling him, but to both of you’s surprise, it was his other dad. Youngdo.
“Hey son,” he says, kneeling down and hugging Youngjae.
“You made it!” Youngjae says happily.
“Oh-- Youngdo,” you say, walking up to him. Taehyung hesitates whether or not he should come along with you.
“Hey, how are you?” Youngdo asks, as he stands upright. The two of you have seen each other a few times since your closure, but it was all brief moments like picking up Youngjae or dropping him off at each other’s house.
“Doing well, how about you? What have you been up to?” You ask politely, at this time you felt Taehyung’s presence next to you.
“I’m actually seeing someone now,” Youngdo says. “Nothing too serious yet, just on our third date.” He then turns to Taehyung, smiling at him. “Youngjae has been telling me about your exhibition and not to miss it,” he says, extending his hand out to Taehyung. “It looks great.” Taehyung smirks a little, taking his hand and shaking it.
“Thank you.”
-
While Youngjae went around the exhibition with his dad, you and Taehyung stayed at his section.
“So have you gotten any offers yet?” You asked him as you both stood near the entrance of his exhibition, looking over the people who were looking at Taehyung’s artwork. He looks down at you and nods.
“I got a few numbers, some projects they want me to work on,” he smiles. “I’m excited. This is probably the peak of my career.”
“Yay! We should celebrate later~” You exclaim, tugging on his arm. He laughs at your cute reaction.
“Okay okay okay,” he laughs, “we will. There’s actually an after party for all the artists and their family and friends. We can do that if you want to?”
“Oh yeah! That’d be fun~ Do we need any babysitters?”
“Actually, I think we should be good. It’s family friendly,” he tells you, looking over at Youngjae who was taking a selfie with his dad by one of the paintings.
“We should invite Youngdo to stay for it too,” he tells you, you looked at him confused, “Youngjae would want both his dads to be with him, don’t you think?”
mini me
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ finale ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ
pairings: artist!taehyung x singlemom!reader
a/n: officially the end! i hope you all liked this series, can’t believe we’re already moving on to the last two of the series!!🥺🥺🥺🥺
i know we wanted to also have a part where it’s youngdo and youngjae but i will do that for a drabble (you’ll be able to see that on the drabbles part of the tmbmil masterlist, which is the very bottom)
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'Live Goes On' - Vmin
Let's talk about all the Vmin moments in the latest Comeback live, shall we? 👀
[Post under the cut]
First, let’s begin slowly with Vmin doing a high-five across Namjoon, because what’s Vmin unless they hold hands with someone in the middle, hm?
When talking about Fly to my room, Jimin talked about his favorite part (Taehyung’s, of course), and how they made compromises on the keys.
Please look at both of their fond smiles TT
When announcing the MV, Taehyung combined two words, and J-hope didn’t understand it, so Jimin explained his habit.
Taehyung talked about the towel that was on Jimin’s shoulder in the MV, and Jimin was flustered and explained how he liked wearing towels?? It must be an inside joke, because then Jimin smacked him. :’)
Jimin REALLY wanted to stop the MV at the precise moment Taehyung touches his mouth. He announced it one time, two times, Jin warned Jimin a third time, and then it finally came and J-hope said that Jimin was waiting for this - indeed. XD
Jimin said he didn’t understand, and Taehyung tried to explain that it was an habit of his, but neither Jungkook nor Jimin believed it. :p
OKAY NOW FOR THE CUTEST MOMENT OF THE LIVE (and definitely one of my favorite Vmin moments of all time, now) :
Taehyung put lipstick on everyone, and Jimin fought him for a while. I love this moment because it really show how close they are, they were so smiley and clingy TT
Another interesting fact : when applying the lipstick on the other members, Taehyung just put his hand on their nape to stabilize their face. Even with Jin who wasn’t okay with it, he just used his hand.
But there, he has his whole arm across Jimin’s shoulders, just to pull him even closer. They were much, MUCH closer than Taehyung was with the others.
Of course, Jimin had to jokingly threaten him after the fact. :p
And of course, Jimin had to take his revenge. He back-hugged Taehyung to bring him to Jungkook, who then put lipstick on him.
When shooting the MV, Jimin couldn’t help but burst out laughing at Taehyung’s face. And for the ending, Jungkook shielded them like they were on their own bubble :’)
NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT KISSES, SHALL WE.
At the very end, when they were already done with the self-shot MV, Taehyung held Jimin’s hand and approached his face like he was going to kiss Jimin WHILE LOOKING AT HIM. NOT at the camera.
It’s a very strange move, and I didn’t believe at first it was meant to mimick a kiss.
BUT THEN, the Life Goes On AMA performance dropped and... Taehyung sends a kiss to Jimin at the end of the song.
AND HE ALSO KISSES CHIMMY AT THE END OF THE LIVE.
Too much kisses from Taehyung to Jimin to be just a coincidence. xD
He also... did... that... to Chimmy. He literally just swung it between his legs. I am speechless and will not comment further
Jimin begs to differ though
To end this post, like Jimin said, show BE and V lots of love. ♥ ♥ ♥
That’s it for me, this live was hilariously funny and we had lots of cute and very intense Vmin moments. Vminies keep winning. ♥
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