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hrts4chaee · 1 year

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AFTER DARK☁️ min yoongi.

pair. yoongi x reader genre. smut, romance warnings.unprotected sex, mention of safe word, yoongi has big...heh, yoongi is whipped, rough yoongi, word count. 2.5+ summary. He didn't need love. At least, that's what he told himself before he met her.

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It was like a bliss.

The electricity I felt when our hands made small contact, as if the world was collapsing, as if two worlds were about to clash. As if the Lord wanted to tell me there's a possibility of him and I. Even though I didn't believe in his God, in his religion, I felt as if he told me we're okay. Like he heard my prayers during one winter night in this cold country, "Is it too much to hope for, for us to be together in this lifetime?" I prayed because I knew there's something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And even if nothing came out of it, at least i have known this beautiful feeling, the wonderful sense of love. It is something I can always keep close to me, to draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine. No matter what happens next, I'll always be glad to know there's someone like Yoongi in the world.

Even when we made eye contact for 100th time, it was love. It was the mood of the time, the feeling of forever. The sense we could live and die by our word and never regret a thing. I remember when he was so outraged by the world when I walked in his life, but all i wanted was to be part of that. But he couldn't say it was love, not until our lips touched for the first time during cold winter. That's the moment he was lost in passion and love.

"I love you, you know that?" I told him, I could see the glimpse of his cheek getting redder by second. My head rested on his chest, I wasn't able to see him fully.

"I do, but you do know I love you way more?" He whispered and giggle left my lips.

"That's impossible."

He looked at me with annoyed face but he still looked adorable.

"Y/N. I am the one who started loving you beside the fact I hate everything about my life."

"And I am here to give you as much love as you give hate to the world." I looked at him with serious expression, if stare could kill, he would be dead right now. Sitting up from the bed, I continued to stare at him. "...What?"

"You're annoying." He laughed out loud.

"Oh but you still love me." He said.

"I do, but you're still annoying." I laid back on his chest and hugged him tightly. I was listening to his heartbeat, since i always do that whenever i get annoyed at him. The best part about listening to the beating muscle was that I could feel his heart starting to beat with same pace as mine. I loved to think we're one. One body and one soul. "I love you so much and you have no idea how much, Yoongi..."

Honesty was written on my face but the way he looked at me made me question if he didn't believe me. And something in him shifted.

"Have you ever been with a man, Y/N?"His voice is low and husky.

My heart hammers hard in my chest as I nod. "I've had sex before."

"That's not what I asked," he says, pausing right in front of me, the tip of his shoes touching mine as he stares down at me. "I don't care about those boys who might've fumbled around between your legs a time or two. I want to know if you've been with a man."

I hesitate before slowly shaking my head. If he is a man, if this is what being with a man is like, I've never been with one. I've messed around with boys at parties, even had a boyfriend for a while back in Busan that took my virginity in the backseat of a rusty Chevrolet. But whatever is happening right now between us is something I've never felt before.

It's electricity.

He cups my chin with his hand, tilting my face so I have no choice but to look him in the eyes. His thumb sweeps along my bottom lip, and I let out a shuddering breath as he leans closer, tilting his head like he's going to kiss me, but he pauses there instead. His gaze burns through me, seeping down into my soul, seizing me like a prisoner.

I'm a willing captive.

"You don't have to be afraid," he says. "I'm not going to hurt you."

He kisses me then. His lips are soft-so, so soft, like velvet, a stark contrast to the roughness of the rest of him. His kiss is gentle, little more than breaths against my lips that I eagerly inhale, taking him in. I let out a soft moan, hardly catching it as he whispers, "unless you want me to."

A hint of a smile takes over his face when he pulls away. I should be alarmed. I should head right back out that front door and run far, far away, but I can't. I can do nothing but stand there and shiver as he lets go of me, tak- ing a step back. He regards me for a moment, eyes sweep- ing down my body, as his smile grows.

He's a child with a brand new toy, and I just hope he doesn't break me as soon as I'm out of the package.

He's on me then, his hands seeking me out as his lips once more meet mine. None of the gentleness from a mo- ment ago is in his touch. He seizes me, pulling me into his grasp, taking my breath away with his hard kiss. I gasp as he lifts me up, hands gripping my hips. I cling to him, wrap- ping my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life.

He's strong-Jesus, he's stronger than I expected, holding me like I'm weightless as he carries me upstairs to his bedroom. As soon as we're inside, he kicks the door shut and hauls me over to the bed, his lips still on mine.

He lays me back on the crisp white sheets, him on top, his weight pressing down on me, constricting my chest. My lungs burn, the butterflies in my stomach flapping wildly, ready to take flight.

A strange thrill soars through me when he moves from my mouth, his lips trailing down my jaw line, finding my neck. He kisses and licks, his teeth grazing the skin, as his hands hike up my dress, shoving it to my waist.

I barely have time to think, to agonize over the fact that I'm pretty sure I'm wearing plain white cotton panties that are probably not sexy at all, when his hand slips be- neath the flimsy fabric, fingertips grazing my clit. My back arches involuntarily as a gasp escapes my throat, the jolt of pleasure tearing through my insides, the first lightning strike of an oncoming storm.

I'm caught in a whirlwind. There's no other way to describe it, no way to explain it, except that I've been swept up so fast that I can no longer even see the ground. His hands are all over me, tearing off clothes, as his lips seek out every stitch of exposed skin.

The dress is yanked off and flung across the room, barely hitting the floor before he's leaving a searing trail of kisses down my stomach. Slipping his hands beneath me, he makes speedy work of my bra, tearing it off.

He grasps the sides of my panties, and I lift up in- stinctively when he tugs them down. My knees find one an- other, drawn together like magnets, as my hands cover my breasts, timidly shielding my naked body from his view as he sits back. He regards me warily, seeming to hesitate for a fraction of a second when he sees how I'm laying there, but it doesn't deter him from pulling his shirt off. His hands make work of his pants, unbuckling the belt and unzipping them, the sound seeming to echo through the quiet room.

It makes my heart race faster than before, so frenzied my vision blurs when he pulls them off along with his box- ers, leaving him just as naked as I am.

I can't look.

I can't help it.

I look.

I have to.

He pries my legs apart and moves to the space between them. My eyes are drawn down his broad chest, following the trail of shadowy hair along his toned stom- ach, straight to his cock. My eyes widened when I catch sight of it.

He plans to fit that thing inside of me?

I only get a brief glimpse, a murky silhouette in the darkness as he grasps ahold of his cock and strokes it, be- fore I feel it pressing against me. My eyes drift closed as he rubs the head of it against my clit, sending those tiny jolts of electricity through me.

"I'll take it easy on you," he says as he pushes inside of me for the first time, moving slowly, covering my body with his.

Don't, a part of me screams, the animal inside trying to claw its way out, but I swallow the word down, almost ter- rified to verbalize it. I don't know what he means, and I'm already in way, way over my head as it is. I feel like a virgin all over again, except I wasn't nearly as nervous back then. I was just handing over my body then, letting them caress my skin, but I have a feeling this man's planning to go much deeper than that with me.

He pulls out before pushing back in again, moving ag- onizingly slow, letting my body adjust, but I don't think that's possible. I don't think I can ever get used to him.

"If you want me to stop, just tell me," he says, "and I will."

"Should we..." My voice is a strained whisper. "I mean, should I have a safe word or something?"

I've watched movies, I've read books, and I'm not sure how kinky this man gets.

He stalls mid-thrust, pulling back to look at me, his eyebrow curving. I can see the twinkle in his eyes, amuse- ment, the monster intrigued by my question. "Do you want one?"

"I, uh... do I need one?"

He seems to consider that for a moment, halfway in- side of me, before shaking his head and pushing into me, a little harder this time, making my breath hitch.

"Not this time," he says, fighting off a smile. "Just relax."

I try.

Dammit, I try.

But as soon as I start to relax, Yoongi finds his rhythm, hiking my legs up to fill me deeply. I gasp, my hands run- ning through his hair, the slight curls surprisingly soft, as he leans down to kiss me. With his lips on mine, he thrusts hard, so hard he nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. Unnatural noises escape my throat that he greedily swal- lows with his kiss, increasing his pace, eliciting more of the sounds from me.

Again.

And again.

I suspected it, from his earlier question, but it isn't until he's inside of me, pounding against me, his arms wrapped around me, holding me so tightly I can hardly breathe, fucking me so hard I can barely think, that I realize just how much I've been missing. Everything before this moment was child's play, but this man is the major league.

He fucks me like he means it, like he needs it, like being inside of me is more important than anything inside of him, and every cell in my body calls out to him, craving more of it. His hands work magic on my skin, slipping between us to stroke my clit. The mere touch sends sparks through me. He rubs circles around it, as my body grows taut. I can feel it, building and building, the pressure filling me up until I'm about to burst.

The pleasure explodes inside of me, unlike anything I've ever experienced before. I squeeze my eyes shut. It's like fireworks all around me when all I've ever seen before were measly sparklers. I cry out, arching my back, my breasts flush against his chest. I can feel myself con- vulsing around him, squeezing his cock for a second be- fore it's gone. He pulls out, pulls away from me just as I start to come. I'm momentarily stunned by the absence of everything I feel nothing but coldness, air all around me. No warmth. No him.

No nothing.

My orgasm fades away as soon as it hits, the fire- works a dud that fizzle and fade into the night sky.

Oh, God. No. No. No. Don't do this to me. My eyes snap open as the bed shifts, and I barely have time to glance over when he pushes my legs apart wider, his tongue softly grazing my clit.

Oh, God. Wait. Yes. Yes. Yes.

He licks and sucks, pumping his fingers inside of me, his head between my thighs. Gasping, I run my hands through his hair, grasping ahold of the locks, as I shudder. It takes a few seconds for the fading pleasure to sweep back through me, somehow even more intense, swaddling my entire body in heat.

Orgasm rocks me, and I let out a shriek, arching my back as I convulse. He doesn't let up, doesn't stop, his tongue running circles around my clit before he sucks on it, his fingers deep inside of me.

I relax back into the bed, panting when the sensation subsides, but I don't have time to catch my breath. He's in- side of me again, thrusting deep, as his lips find mine. I don't even think about it, don't hesitate, kissing him deeply as he laughs against my mouth.

"You like that?" he asks, his voice strained, like he can't quite catch his breath. "Can you taste yourself?"

I'm embarrassed for a second, long enough for my face to heat, as he kisses me again, and again. I can taste myself, but I don't have a chance to dwell on it, because he's fucking me just as frenzied as before. His hips slam into mine, noises escaping my throat that he continues to smother with his kiss. I can feel his breath coming out in pants as he thrusts mercilessly, desperately.

And then he's off of me again, pulling out. This time he sits back on his knees and grasps his cock, stroking it as he tilts his head back, eyes closed. I stare at him in the moonlight, stunned by the sight of him coming, a mix of agony and pleasure seeming to twist his features as he grunts. He slows his strokes, stilling his hand, and just sits there, his chest falling and rising as he breathes deeply.

It's beautiful.

I don't know how else to describe it.

Yoongi is a work of art, confident in every aspect, and it's certainly warranted. I just lay there, my body made of jelly, while he towers above me like fortified steel. I'm suddenly weak and helpless, oh-so-vulnerable and at his mercy, at his disposal, and he's not dented even the slightest bit.

And that's truly when I realize we are each other's sunshine after long dark.

#bangtan #bts #bts one shot #bts prompts #bts x reader #kpop #yoongi #yoongi x you #bts fanfic #bts hoseok #yoongi smut #yoongi reader #yoongi reaction #bts smut #jungkook smut #taehyung smut

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studio-multi · 1 month

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Dialogue #2

Setting: Kim Taehyung has a demon inside him that feeds on sexual pleasure, when he and the OC/Reader finally have sex, he loses control of himself, and the demon takes over pulling too much energy from them. They wake up later to his worried hovering.

"What are you? Some kind of sexual dementor?" OC/R laughs dryly when he gives them a chocolate bar to get their blood sugar back up.

Taehyung tilts his head, "I don't understand that reference."

OC/R sighs, "Harry Potter will be added to our watch list. We will have to pirate it though; we can’t fund that transphobes lifestyle."

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snowpetaly · 6 months

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I used to be young

bts fall moodboard 🍂🤎

feel free to use 🤎 do not repost 🚫🍂

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bultaoreunheyyy · 7 months

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☂️A jungkook B taehyung

double-whump prompts

snz, illness, very brief instance of a shirt used as tissue lol

word count: 623

Jungkook presses himself up against the side of the house as much as he can; he’s shivering so hard he fears he might knock his head against the siding.

There’s a tiny porch around front, but getting there would mean walking back around the entire house again in the rain and he’s already so miserable he doesn’t think he can stand to do that. Instead, he just tries to squish himself tighter against the house so he’s as protected by the eaves from the rain as he can possibly be. All he has to do is wait for Taehyung to get out of the shower and then he can start knocking on the door again until Taehyung hears him.

Jungkook is so cold it almost hurts. It’s the fever, he’s sure, and the headache pounding in his skull along with the congestion that’s packing his sinuses definitely isn’t helping either. Shakily, he reaches out an arm until his fist is against the back door, and he knocks a few times as loudly as he can.

Which isn’t very loud.

He just doesn’t have the strength to knock much harder.

Fuck.

He’s so cold.

“HRSHchuh!”

A sudden sneeze throws him forward and out into the rain, and he’s drenched all over again, water pouring over his head and along the back of his neck and trickling down the back of his shirt and–

“Hh-HGSH-uh! HRSHCH! ihhh’HSHCH-uh!”

Now that he’s started sneezing, he’s certain he’s not really going to stop until he can get dried off and maybe blow his nose, so it’s not like he has any reason not to use his soaking wet t-shirt to wipe his dripping nose. Tugging the hem of the wet fabric away from his stomach, he lifts the bottom of his shirt up to his face just in time to catch another wrenching sneeze.

“uh-hhHHRSHshuh!”

“Jungkook?!”

Jungkook’s head snaps up, and water flies in all directions from his hair. Through the rain he can see Taehyung staring at him, mouth wide open.

“What are you doing out there?” Taehyung looks horrified. “And why are you taking your shirt off?”

Dropping the hem of his shirt back down, Jungkook sniffles back the urge to sneeze again and shudders violently.

“I got locked out,” he says weakly, and then sneezes immediately after.

“Why did you go out in the first place? It’s raining! You’re sick, Jungkook, you can’t just…”

Jungkook doesn’t really catch all of what Taehyung is saying as he’s ushered inside; all he knows is that it’s considerably warmer and drier inside and that there are tissues somewhere in this house, and he really, really needs a–

“HTSCH-uh! Hh-ihh! HHH! ihhh–?”

Taehyung sighs. He waits for Jungkook to sneeze, but it doesn’t come. Finally, presses his hands against Jungkook’s back, between his shoulder blades, and keeps guiding him toward the bathroom.

“C’mom,” he murmurs as Jungkook struggles, his breath hitching wildly. “Let’s get you dried off. Oh– there you go,” he says as Jungkook finally gasps his way into an explosive sneeze.

“Cold,” Jungkook whines hoarsely. His teeth are chattering now.

Fifteen minutes later, when Jungkook is bundled up in warm clothes and three blankets and tucked back into bed, Taehyung brushes the thankfully now-dry hair from his forehead and stares down at him with a mixture of fondness and exasperation.

“Why the hell did you go outside?” He asks, frowning when Jungkook sniffles and closes his eyes. “I saw the front door was open so I closed and locked it. I didn’t even imagine that you had gone out…I’m so sorry.”

Jungkook hums, quiet for a moment before he answers. “...Thought I saw a cat outside,” he replies sleepily, his voice nearly gone. “It was a rock.”

#sick jungkook #caretaker taehyung #bts sickfic #bts snz #sickfic #sick bts #jungkook snz #double whump #prompt fill #whump prompt

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onceuponmykpop · 6 days

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BTS as The Seven Deadly Sins

Introduction -

There are Seven main characters, each representing one of the seven deadly sins.

Seokjin as Gluttony

Yoongi as Sloth

Hoseok as Greed

Namjoon as Envy

Jimin as Lust

Taehyung as Pride

Jungkook as Wrath.

- Set the stage for a supernatural world where these sins coexist and have their own agendas.

Conflict -

A series of mysterious murders start happening in the city, victim each appearing to have been killed by a different sin.

- The BTS members each start experiencing strange occurrences that align with their respective sins, causing confusion and fear among them.

Point-

The group realizes that they are being targeted by a powerful force that wants to eliminate them for embodying the sins. They must come together and use their unique powers to uncover the truth behind the killings and protect themselves from the threat.

Climax -

Through a series of intense battles and revelations, the group discovers that they are pawns in a larger supernatural game, where forces of good and evil are fighting for control of the sins. - They must make a choice to either embrace their sins and join the fight, or reject them and side with the forces of good.

Resolution.-

The BTS members come to terms with their own flaws and their virtues, understanding that balance between darkness and light is necessary for harmony.

- They use their powers to defeat the true villain behind the killings, restoring peace to the city and earning their place as protectors of both sin and righteousness.

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mylovejimimi · 4 months

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i'm in a massive writers block for my smutty fics and requests 😭 not easy to write four different smut scenes at the same time lmao so let's take a break with something different:

send me an angst prompt to write something short and sweet so i can get unstuck lol

can be anything angst with any member, my brain is fried so i don't have ideas of my own <3

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wint3rcowboy · 2 years

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️ ️️ ️️ ️️︵︵︵︵ Dizem que a passagem do tempo cura tudo.

️️️️️️ ♪ 🪞 ◞ sour ca͟n͟d͟y͟ ⪩ ♡ ⪨

#kpop #kpop idol #corean icons #moodboard #bts #icons #taehyung icons #big mood #jennie blackpink #jennie icon #bts taehyung #ship prompts #kim jennie #korean #kim taehyung #taehyung imagine #jennie icons #big handsome man #moodboard clean

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raethye · 8 months

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Save My Love (Or Kill This Heart) by raethye

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Seokjin x Taehyung

Length: 61.8K, complete

Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Superheroes, Superpowers, Supervillains, Revenge, Memory Alteration, Secret Identity, Angst, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Light Bondage, Superpower Sex, Second Chances, Romance, Top Kim Seokjin | Jin, Bottom Kim Taehyung | V, Trauma, Blood and Violence, Major Character Injury, Justice, Sad Kim Taehyung | V, Aged-Up Character(s)

The new guy in apartment 1613 is loud. Not in the usual sense of blaring music or stomping feet or overenthusiastic workouts combining both, but nevertheless loud. A surge of secondhand loneliness slams into Seokjin. He's got half a bottle of whiskey to offer some ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ shots with, but no way to explain his pre-dawn presence.

How does one show up unannounced and tell a complete stranger that they seem sad?

The superheroes of Seoul are dealing with a high-profile thief. Seokjin is dealing with Taehyung, his mysterious new neighbor, who may or may not be stealing his heart.

FULL WORK (complete)

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 03

Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Chapter 06

Chapter 07

Chapter 08

Chapter 09

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

#my writing #bts #ao3 #romance #mystery #action #bts fanfic #fanfiction #taejin #seokjin #taehyung #superheroes #superpowers #bts smut #bts fic #written for a prompt #bts super7fest #taejinbingo #ao3_raethye

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cupoftaae · 11 months

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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ sunrise in versailles (part 2) (chapter 14)

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

word count- 7k (pretty long 4 me!)

warnings- this chapter was really emotional for me to write, theres content warnings that go beyond the usual. If you are sensitive to certain topics and feel that reading stories triggers you, please don't read this. beside from that, theres swearing, smut, drinking, angst. this is a long one.....pls dont hate me after this

a/n- Hi sweethearts ahhh ive been slacking with my content and I apologize, i am working on a drabble/oneshot for you guys and its pretty long, I tend to get distracted easily so its taking longer than expected, hate to neglect my current story. Hope u enjoy! -Nini

"go stand over there"

You embarrassingly looked back at your boyfriend, his large camera in his hand as he pointed you over to a statue

"noo"

"just do it, cmon you look cute" he smiled and teasingly pushed you over before holding his camera up. "smile"

You fixed your hair and your hat, smiling brightly as taehyung took your photo. "You look beautiful" he chuckled, reviewing the picture. "definitely the prettiest artwork here"

"shut up" you nudged him, hiding your face in his chest before you began walking around the museum again.

Your hands were locked in together, eyes widening at every amazing piece of art you came across. "you know....I wouldnt be surprised if one day your paintings were in here"

"you think?" he smiled, amused

"mhm, no doubt."

He kissed your temple, hand now resting on the small of your back before weaving your way through a small crowd.

"I am already thinking of my next piece, you know?"

You raised an eyebrow, giggling "yeah? what is it?"

Taehyung laughed, spinning around to look back at you, "thats for me to know and you to find out"

"oh here we go..." you roll your eyes, laughing at the boys antics.

You had to admit, so far things were perfect. The only thing you had to focus on was Taehyung and Paris, to say you were content was an understatement.

"so...I was thinkingggg" he dragged out his words, eyes glancing to you as you walked into a room full of naked statues

"yes?"

"tonight. dinner, you and me, La Veranda's"

You blush, circling around the exhibit "am I supposed to know what La Veranda's is?"

Taehyung circles and meets you around one of the statues, a cheeky smile apparent. "La Veranda, its a restaurant not too far from the hotel. my treat"

"hmm" you took one of his hands "sound fun to me"

"just because im paying?"

"no!" you giggle, tapping his shoulder "I wanna have fun with you, it sounds good, even if Im not the biggest fan of french cuisine."

"oh we will have fun alright"

"okay bye" you jokingly turned away and walked into another room, small laughs heard behind you as taehyung caught up. "Im teasing, yes it sounds really good, thank you angel" you pressed a peck to his cheek, hands entwining once more.

"mm" he groaned, not satisfied with such a small kiss, his other hand tilting your head back to meet his lips.

"ever had Museum sex?"

"are you like permanently horny?" you giggled, pushing away and making sure no one heard.

"well yes, and so are you, so shut up" he smirked, "and sex isnt taboo here, Paris is like the sex symbol of all countries"

"No one has ever said that"

"theres nude beaches!"

"taehyung thats just Europe, people here are comfortable with themselves" you giggle, shrugging.

"okay but imagine going to a beach, nude, in Korea"

"I dont wanna imagine it, because it doesn't sound appealing. Here or there"

He laughs, taking a picture of a large painting in front of you, "im just saying...."

"saying that its okay to be horny in Versailles?"

"exactlyyy" he finger pointed before linking arms with you. "ready?"

You nod, smiling as you two exit what has to be your 4th museum of the day. You werent expecting this to be as fun as it was, perhaps it was taehyung who made it 10x more enjoyable.

"are you gonna get mad if I grab a beer over there?" he pointed to a small pub that stood along the open street of stores and bakeries, the smell was unimaginably good.

"my love you don't have to be sober just because I am, of course you can grab a drink" you explained, walking across the street with him.

He sighed, "ok but I feel bad, you cant even have coffee?"

"nope" you smile sadly, fidgeting with his hand as you sat in line with him.

His eyes looked around the area until it landed on a bakery, "ok well after this, I'll go over and grab you a hot chocolate and croissant"

"how incredibly french" you giggled, laying your head against his shoulder

"oui" he spoke, beginning to laugh

"oh I didnt know you spoke french" you tease

"theres a lot you dont know, Madam" he spoke in an accent, pulling his wallet out to pay for his beer

Once you two settled, you caught a cab over to Tuileries Garden, where surprisingly there was not many people around. You both sat down on chairs and embraced the warm welcoming sunshine that pressed against your skin.

"shouldve brought sunscreen huh?" you whisper, looking over at taehyung

"mm...I dont burn"

"you said that last summer when we went to the beach with your friends, you cam home looking like a lobster." You hid a giggle, watching him with loving eyes

"nooo" he blushed "that was only that one time, im fine"

"if you say so" you yawned, leaning down in the recliner as you looked up at the sky, beautiful trees surrounding the small hidden area you were in.

Paris was such a stimulating place to be, your mind could be draped away from all the hell youve been stressing out with, for once you felt like you were just living, is this how normal people felt?

Part of you wished this would never end, that you and Taehyung would plant your feet in the ground of this very spot and grow old together in one of the most romantic places in the world. Maybe it was the hot chocolate you had earlier, but this place had healing properties.

Taehyungs eyes stayed glued to your body as you laid, unaware.

He was unable to help the smile that stuck to his face, seeing his best friend, the love of his life, finally look at peace brought a great sense of comfort to him. You looked so beautiful, and he wanted to capture every moment with you for himself. He was greedy, and didnt care.

Without saying anything, he pulled his camera out of his bag and began taking photos of you

"what are you doing?" you giggled, blushing

"youre so pretty, baby" he walked over to your chair, propping himself up at the end of it.

"dont take photos of me right now please" you pout, hiding your face as he comes up and lightly hovers you

"when will you just let me love you, hm?" his voice was soft, humor within it.

"I just dont want my photo taken" you look up at him

"these are for me, no one else." he pressed a kiss to your neck, whispering "I want to just remember everything we do together"

You smiled at his sweetness, a hand coming up to tangle into his hair as you pressed a kiss to his lips, he quickly reciprocated, a small chuckle.

With a swift movement, he got up and pulled you with him, encouraging you to hold onto his back.

"what if I hurt you?" you blush

"youre not gonna, now cmon" he smiled, holding your legs as you climbed to his back. He began walking around as your arms draped around his shoulders, head resting against them.

"taehyung" you hummed, fingers delicatley tracing his shirt

"hm?"

"promise me we will come back here?"

He chuckled, "baby, its our first day-"

"I mean...like...later in life. promise that we will still find time for us?"

He sighed at your words, "of course we will, are you worried that we wont?"

"well, with the baby and stuff...I dont know I guess." you close your eyes "I just dont want things to change"

A sad smile appeared on his face, "things have to change, and they are most definitely going to for us." he paused "doesnt mean its a bad change, not all things are bad, my love....its part of life"

You nodded, kissing his nape gently. "I just love you so much, and I dont want anything to happen to us."

"why do you think something will happen? im here for you, now, tomorrow, next month and forever. you cant ditch me" he smiled.

"I dont know..." you blushed, leaning your head back down as taehyung piggybacked you through the small trail.

There was more you wanted to say, but you had not wanted to worry him. Despite things going well right now, you anticipated the fall, you anticipated when all of this happiness and euphoric excitement would disappear...because it always did. Life was a little too good to be true.

its like you knew something bad was coming, and all you can do is wait.

Taehyung was sitting on the bed, waiting for you to exit the bathroom so you both could head to dinner. He nervously adjusted his shirt, he could laugh at how silly he felt, it was like he was a high schooler getting ready for prom or something.

He couldnt explain why, but he had the urge to just spoil you, impress you in anyway he knew how.

His own mind had been plaguing him for a while now, that perhaps once the baby arrives, you will realize hes not fit for it, and leave.

So here he was, offering every limb he had to bend over backwards for anything you wanted. Taehyung would give up everything just to keep you, and he hoped you saw it.

"okay, tell me what you think of this one" you exited the bathroom finally, after changing your outfit for the 4th time

He swallowed harshly, his eyes shooting over every part of you

"is it bad?" you whispered, blushing as your hands trailed over the sickly black cocktail dress....definitely something out of your comfort zone, but you bought it before the trip as a surprise for taehyung, you knew he liked to see you wear things like that.

"you look..." he mentally told himself to stop acting creepy "absolutely gorgeous"

You blushed once more, pushing your hair back as you walked closer to him. He couldnt deny the fact that the dress hugged every inch of your skin perfectly, your cleavage was definitely something he'd have to remind himself to not oggle at out in public, he was a gentleman after all...

"you think..?"

He nodded, his cheeks red as he pulled you closer to him, hands resting on your hips before running over your bump, "my love, are you trying to kill me?"

You giggle softly, pressing your hands over his as he looked up at you "you look really handsome, baby" you bit your lip

"thank you but....look at you, god"

You giggle once more, gently sitting on his lap as he kissed your neck and collar bones, "oh and you smell good?" his nose inhaled the scent of your skin, a sense of desire coursing through you at his touch. "people are gonna see us out in public and wonder what a pretty girl like you is doing with me" he teased, mouth kissing over your low chest line.

"taehyung" you whisper, hands gently stopping him. "If we dont leave now I dont think we will be able to stop ourselves"

He laughed, "im sorry y/n, youre right." he gently stood, holding your hand, "stand here for me" he pointed to in front of the mirror as he grabbed his camera and stood behind you, his free hand on your bump as he captured the reflection.

"lets go, sweet girl" he pecked your lips before heading out the hotel room with you.

You didnt know it yet, but tonight would be one of the best nights youve had in your life.

"I am most certainly not eating snail...knock yourself out" you laughed, passing over the plate to your boyfriend who eagerly took a piece and sniffed it

"its escargo, to be technical" he corrected, popping it in his mouth and nodding.

"same thing, thats so gross" you whisper, looking away

The atmosphere of the restaurant was quiet and peaceful, it was late now and so the beautiful string lights hung up on the outdoor patio illuminated the area.

"for real though, how is the food?" he smiled, taking a sip of his wine.

"its so good, I am not usually one for french food but this...this is good" you pointed down at your Gratin d’aubergine, which, in simpler terms is just grilled eggplant with melted cheese and tomato sauce, topped with chopped veggies.

Taehyung originally encouraged you to get the same he got, which was the shellfish dish, until you reminded him that pregnant women shouldnt have shellfish.

"how do you know all of this already?" he teased, taking a bite of his food as the candle light in front of you lit up the table.

"lotttts of research, mostly anxiety driven" you chuckle, looking back at him.

He smiled shyly, wiping his mouth and looking at the view of the city, sky now blanketing darkness.

"what are you thinking about?" you rested your head on the palm of your hand

"dunno" he smirked, "just..how you are already doing so good with everything...like you have it all figured out"

You giggle, "you think I have i figured out?"

"well I mean, you know all this stuff about the baby and, here I was, about to feed you fish like an idiot" he exhaled

"hey.." you reached out to hold his hand over the table, soft eyes in his direction. "I dont have a choice, its my body and I need to know how to protect it and shit" you add, "youre not an idiot for not knowing something baby, you are doing so well" you whisper

He blushed and rubbed his thumb against your joined hands, "im really scared"

"and thats perfectly okay...we have time to get comfy before anything happens. I mean, look, you already cleared your room so we could store all the baby stuff in there, you know what your doing my love, im scared too, and im so glad you told me"

"everything happened so quick I feel like I was thrown into a role that I know nothing about. Im excited, like...really excited, but im so worried of messing up" he admits

"hey, messing up is part of life, we all have our ups and downs. we will not be the first parents to probably have a mistake here and there, and we most certainly wont be the last either." your voice was quiet, "and plus...the fact that you even care right now is more than enough."

He nodded gently, squeezing your hand as the waitress came over and asked for our ideas on dessert, you spoke to her as taehyung watched, his eyes tracing every inch of you carefully, so desperatley wishing he could climb into your mind and figure out everything you ever wanted, so he could provide that to you.

The way your hand naturally fell over your stomach as you spoke to the woman made him smile, you were already a great mother, and he only prayed he would fulfill the dad role. He wondered in that moment how your own dad could leave you when you were young. The feelings taehyung has for you but not only your child that isnt even born yet is so incredibly strong, he could never in a million years imagine trading it for some other thing that passes along.

And he assumed you had reservations about taehyung possibly being like your dad, given that your times with men growing up always failed you, he wanted to prove that he was the best. Taehyung was the best. Perhaps it was cocky thinking, but he truly knew you inside and out like no other, even before romantic feelings became involved.

He knows that you like to sleep on the right side of the bed, always, no matter what.

He knows that you have 2 cups of hot coffee every morning, then an iced in the afternoon, and he knows that its always that french vanilla creamer you use as well.

He even knows your showering routine, wash and condition hair, shave, scrub body and rinse, but you always stay in there for an extra 20 minutes as your Spotify shuffles songs.

Hell...he even knows when your damn period is. He downloaded the app for you!

The man knows what you are, who you are, and highly doubts anyone else can do the job.

Your foot gently nudged against his ankle underneath the table, a small smirk on your face brought him back to reality.

"footsies in the french restaurant?" he asked, faking shock

A small giggle escaped your lips, "I ordered dessert"

"hm?"

"creme caramel...I dont know if you are a fan or not-"

"that sounds delicious" he smiled, reaching over to grab your hands as he admired you

"you have a tendency to stare, you know?"

He smiled shyly, "sorry, i'll stop"

"no its cute...I just get embarrassed" you spoke

"embarrassed of what? we've known each other forever and pretty girl still gets shy...."

You hid your face, cheeks bright pink "well yeah....because you look at me like that"

"like what?"

"like you are thinking of not appropriate things" you said matter of factly, looking back at him

"thats cause I am" he smirked, foot rubbing against your calve

You darted your eyes down to the beige table cloth, that familiar arousal sitting in the center of your stomach as you bit your lip amusingly.

He opened his mouth to speak but stopped once the waitress placed the desserts on the table, your eyes grew wide like a little girl in a candy shop unsupervised.

"wait dont dig in yet, I wanna picture" you mumble, pulling your phone out and snapping it

"now whos the one whos photographing everything?"

You giggle, "Stop, dont tell me that doesn't look delicious.."

his eyes looked at you as you put your phone in your purse, "it does"

Once you began eating, you both awed over how flavorful it was, wishing that you knew how to bake better so you could replicate such desserts back in Korea.

"annie bakes" he teased

"do not bring her name up here!" you nudged him, "I dont care if she bakes food, you know what else she bakes? drama! a whole lot of it!" you smile, shaking your head as you went in for another bite

"I know" he nods, drinking his water "we really dont have friends huh?"

"nope" you laughed, looking at him as you sucked on the fork, "we have each other though"

"you're not sick of me yet?" he tilted his head, humor within his voice

"never.."

You guys spent the rest of the night talking and bringing up funny stories and memories as you finished dessert. You do admit that having a glass or two of wine would have been enjoyable, but you could get buzzed of taehyung alone. As you two left the restaurant, it began to rain slightly

"oh shit, I didn't bring jackets" he frowned, standing at the entry of the door as you both watch the rain fall, the pace and heaviness picking up. He wanted to see if there was any stores close so you could grab an umbrella or coverings, but t was already 10pm, so most places were closed for the night.

"we dont need em!" you giggle, running down the steps and into the rain, hair beginning to dampen.

He looked at you in shock for a moment before running after you, a gleam in his eyes as you grabbed his hand, running down the sidewalk together.

"wait!" you laugh, holding onto his shoulder as you lean forward to untie your heel laces, sliding the shoes off and holding them so you could begin to run again.

It was just like a movie, you felt so much joy in that moment that you didnt even care you were soaked, the fullness feeling in your stomach from how much you ate now an afterthought.

The wide street was empty, most people ran indoors for cover while you pulled him close, he gasped softly and kissed you, rain beginning to pick up even more so.

You laughed against his lips, "i love you"

"I love you too" he spun you around before beginning to run again, at this point, both of you were drenched without a care in the world.

"im having so much fun!" you yell over the loud ambience of the water pouring, he squeezed your hand and nodded, keeping up with your pace "me too!"

It was like you both had transported back to the age of 14, when there were a few times you both would run home after school in the rain.

He hasnt seen you so happy in so long, he didnt want this to end.

"baby we should call a cab!" you lean into his ear, moving damp hair out of your face

"mm" he nodded, ignoring what you said, standing under an overhead of a closed building as he pulled you closer, lips connecting again.

Your arms draped over his shoulders as you quite literally made out in public. If someone saw, you didnt care.

His lips attacked that sensitive spot on your neck, making you gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut before hands grabbed onto his shirt.

"l-lets go back to the room" you managed to mutter, lips on his once more as your tongues met.

when in France, you french kiss, right?

"good idea" he mumbled against your mouth before reluctantly pulling away to grab his phone that luckily was tucked safely in his dry bag.

He called a taxi and waited with you until it arrived.

Climbing into the backseat, you quickly told the driver the address to the hotel and paid him in advance, shutting the door behind you.

The driver nodded and began to drive, the dark atmosphere of the car only tempted taehyung more so, his hand climbing to your inner thigh as you kissed in the back seat, your own hands roaming over him as well.

You were compelled to press sweet kisses all over the boys face, noticing even in the dark, that your lipstick made its marks.

It felt like it took forever to get back, but he was the first one out, almost dragging you out the cab behind him.

You made sure to thank the driver again as you rushed inside, the two of you giggling like little kids while running through the lobby.

"where the key?" you whisper in the elevator, hands digging into his bag

"bottom pocket, left side zipper" he looked down, watching you find it and take it out.

Wandering the hall, you both shushed eachother "we are being way too loud" you whisper, giggling at his sarcastic face as he pulled you into the doorway of your room.

"i dont care" he shrugged, pulling you in and shutting the door.

The room's AC was on, goosebumps quickly scattering over your skin as you exhaled, a smile on your face as you followed him over to the bed.

Taehyung smiled as well, dropping his back and shoes in the corner of the room before slowly coming over, leaning down to kiss you again. "mm...you still taste like caramel"

You giggled, "baby look in the mirror" you pointed him away as he caught a glance of his reflection, your lipstick marks covering his cheeks, nose, forehead and lips. "jesus christ" he mumbled, smirking

"what did you do to me?" he teased, coming back to the bed as you laughed, holding your stomach. "oh its funny?" he giggled, gently crawling over you and shutting you up with another kiss, which deepened quickly.

"yknow..." he began "took a lot in me to not touch you at that resteraunt"

His confession made you blush, your hands already working on unbuttoning his white shirt, now completely drenched in rain. "yeah?"

"mm" he kissed your neck, sucking on the skin as he assisted you by taking his own shirt off, tossing it somewhere off the bed.

"very respectful.." you mumble, now trying to undo his pants, eyes connected to his.

"you dont even realize how fucking sexy you are" he spoke, tossing away his pants as well before he was left in just his boxers...now it was his turn to begin to undress you.

The soft, beige pale light illuminated the room, glowing on taehyungs tan skin, something that you noticed quickly. "im not that sexy" you blush, his hand slowly and gently pushing the straps of your dress off your shoulders, so careful, almost as if he would break you.

"oh but you are, baby...god look at you"

He pulled down the dress, taking it off of you and being more gentle when he put it away, knowing it was expensive. His eyes widened at your red lingerie you had on beneath, the lace catching his attention. "is this for me?" he giggled, "so honored" he kissed you deeply before trailing his lips to your neck and chest.

You blushed again as you watched him make his way down to your stomach, stopping for a moment to press kisses all over your bump. You know he saw the stretch marks, something you had grown self conscious about, but he didn't say anything, instead he continued to touch you like glass, moving in ways that brought you love and comfort. "dont take the bra off, I wanna watch you cum in it"

You felt your body heat up at his sudden vulgar words, "o-okay" you whispered, glancing back down at him as he tried to move closer to your center. His hands gently pried open your thighs more, lips attaching to the inner skin quickly."wait...baby" you exhale, making him stop.

"hm?"

"You dont need to do that, im ready, just please...." you hated how needy you sounded, but it was true. You didnt need him to do anything extra other than just make love to you, you were desperate for that connection, desperate for the intimacy and close faces.

"are you sure...?" he seemed confused, eyebrows raised as his hand lightly grazed over your clothed slit, thumb slightly pressing onto your clit making you gasp

"yeah...uh, yeah, im sure" you mumble, shyly.

He smirked, pressed one last kiss to your navel before crawling back up to your face, his hands fidgeted with his own boxers before sliding them off, his cock erect as he stroked himself a few times.

You watched, biting your lip before taking off your own underwear, his gaze on your lower half making you smile.

"oh wow, you are ready" he whispered, two of his fingers gently gliding through your slick, making you whimper,

"please...just, dont tease...." you mumble, arms thrown over his shoulders "I need you so bad"

"i know baby, I know" he leaned down to kiss you when he felt a tear drop from your eye. "did I do something wrong?" he immediately pulled away "what happened my love?"

You shook your head, "I just love you" you were embarrassed again, but didnt care about being vulnerable "dont go" you whisper

Taehyung was a little confused, but chose to simply wipe your eyes, pressing a delicate kiss to your lips as he grasped your hand, "im...im not going anywhere...you have me, im here, forever okay?" he spoke close to your ear. "I love you so much"

"I love you...." you looked at him with sad eyes, obviously more to the emotions than just hormones. "do you want to stop?" he questioned softly

"no, please no"

"okay" he exhaled, kissing you again when you pulled him closer, chests touching.

He dragged his cock through your folds, gathering wetness before beginning to press in. No matter how many times you both have done it, he checked up to your face, "are you okay?"

You gasped at the intrusion, waiting until he bottomed out to speak, "yes....oh.." you laid your head back against the pillow as he carefully grasped a hand on your hip bone, the other entwined with your fingers. Taehyungs head found its cozy spot between your shoulder and ear, kissing the skin as he set a gentle and slow-ish pace, making sure you were okay with it.

Its you, youre you, and he couldnt ask for anything better because it simply doesnt exist. He restrained any instinct to just ruin you and go quicker, knowing that in this moment going slow was what you both needed

"you feel so good" his voice was raspy, any confidence he had was now out the window as he pushed deeper inside, your velvety walls soaking up every inch of his cock perfectly.

"baby..." you moan, eyes closed. It was just maybe one of the prettiest sounds he had ever heard, you were like an angel. How is it possible for one woman to be so perfect in every way?

He felt your fingers dig deeper into his back, your lower body squirming slightly. "here...." he whispered, bunching up a blanket and putting it under you so he could hit a different angle.

When he continued thrusting, you arched your back at the contact. Whatever he was looking for, mission success.

"ahh-...baby, please" you whimper, mouth falling open as your moans filled the hotel room, the sounds of sweaty bodies moving against each other filling your ears.

"so pretty for me huh? always so beautiful, my girl" his voice echoed through your body, mindlessly filling your senses and bringing you out of the earth.

He moved up a bit, pressing his elbows on either side of your head as he leaned down, your faces nearly touching as you cupped his cheeks. "I love you so much, fuck, you treat me so well...." your eyes closed in pleasure, taehyung watching you unravel beneath him was such a pretty sight.

His hand snaked down between your bodies and eagerly rubbed your clit, an entirely different pace from the slow one he used to thrust you into the mattress.

"taehyung!" you tossed your head back, clawing at his skin as you tried your best to keep your moans in. Taehyung dove down to kiss your cleavage, licking a stripe between your breasts.

It took a few more times of his dick dragging into your g-spot before he had you cumming. You moaned into his shoulder, for a moment you believed you would pass out from what might have been the best orgasm you ever had. You definitely loved any sex with Taehyung, but slow and sensual always did it the best for you.

"can you hold out a lil longer baby?" he panted into your neck, continuing to move despite your sensitivity.

"yes..." you spoke, breathless as you grabbed into his hair, kissing his skin as he chased his high.

"ah f-fuck" he groaned, halting his movements as he spilled into you "god baby, i....fuck" Tae whimpered

you immediately pulled him closer to lay on your chest, "love you..."

"love you" he held your hand, both of you catching your breath from what just happened.

"that was really nice" his voice made you open your eyes, looking at him

"it was.." you couldn't help but smile as you watched him begin to pull out, you could feel his semen leaking between your legs. "maybe we should shower..." you giggled tiredly.

After you both cleaned up, you tossed on a new set of bra and underwear, getting back into the comfy bedsheets before he came out of the bathroom not too long after, a new pair of boxers around him.

"dont come into the bed with wet hair, you freak" you joke, watching him smile as he whips his head around like a dog, the water splattering all over the room.

"thanks..." you groan, sinking down further under the covers as he shuts the light off.

"you're so welcome" he climbed under the bedsheets and held you close to him, his gentle smooth skin brushing against yours. "today was really fun"

You smiled, holding him as well. "it was, thank you for everything...like seriously"

He gazed at you lovingly, his hand playing with your semi-damp hair. "you dont have to thank me, you know....I just"

wanna give you my world

"wanna make you happy"

You smiled, tracing his face with your fingers, "i already am"

"yeah?"

"mm" you leaned forward to kiss him, he still tasted like toothpaste after just brushing his teeth but you didnt care.

Once you fell asleep in his arms, he covered you both up more with the blanket as he kissed your temple, "my girl" he whispered, closing his eyes before drifting off.

The next morning

It was still raining, but that didnt stop taehyung from waking up early and heading out while you still laid in bed, sleeping peacfully.

He wanted to surprise you

Taehyung politely spoke to the florist, explaining what he wanted as she went to prepare the flowers for him. He smiled and leaned against the window, watching how the rain gathered in small puddles on the side of the street, car tires splashing into them.

"here you go Monsieur"

He turned to see the bouquet of purple and pink flowers, tied together beautifully with a teal ribbon

"ah! Merci!" he bowed his head, handing her the cash before he exited back to the hotel. He stopped in the lobby and found his way to the food court, which was rather full of business men and women eating breakfast. He smiled, passing by the tables until reaching the large pick and choose food area.

He knew you liked fruit, so he grabbed a Styrofoam container and began putting them into it.

that was your number one craving at the moment, strawberries, so he packed extra, along with a small bagel.

There was no occasion for his sudden desire to show you love, he just felt like it, and thought that maybe you had been dealing with some negative thoughts after seeing your behavior the day prior.

The goal wasnt to get you to talk to him, more so an act of saying "hey, im always here, love you" and shit.

He gathered everything up, including a hot tea, as he got into the elevator. He was nervous of dropping something, mentally praising that your room number wasnt far from where the elevator dropped off.

Placing the container and tea on the floor, he pulled out the key card and opened the door, quickly grabbing them again and walking in. A quick scan of his eyes traced the room to confirm you werent in the small kitchen area.

"whew.." he smiled, putting the flowers and food down onto the counter as he took his shoes off, hanging up his coat that was still wet from the rain.

"baby?" he whispered, walking over to the bedroom.

You werent in bed, and he frowned, looking around as to see where you might be.

"y/n?" he called out softly

When there was no response he frowned, finally walking more into the room and seeing that the bathroom light was on, door closed.

"ah..there you are" he nodded, deciding that he had time to go back out to the kitchen space and set up his little gifts.

He placed a note he wrote to you inside the flowers, opening the fruit up and placing them nicely together. He smiled knowing you would probably yell at him for going and doing this despite there being no occasion.

You hated when he made a fuss about silly things, but thats who taehyung was.

He eagerly sat down at the table and waited for you, anticipating the moment you walk out, however after about 15 minutes he began to get impatient.

Walking back into the room to see that you were still in the bathroom slightly concerned him, "hey..." he spoke up, knocking on the door. "baby? you okay? im back"

there was no response

"you in there?" he asked again, voice louder as he knocked once more. He placed his ear to the door and listened for any signs you were on the other side, a clearing of your throat confirming it for him.

"baby open the door why arent you answering me?" he smiled, "are you mad I left without telling you? I promise it was for a good reason, come on out my love...."

He heard slow shuffling and then heard the door unlock, allowing his access to enter.

He slowly opened the door, pushing on the handle to see you sitting on the floor, back against the tub. You were crying, face red and eyes swollen.

Taehyung quickly entered panic mod "w-whats wrong?" he kneeled in front of you, grabbing your hands as you sobbed, tears soaking your shirt. "y/n please! what happened!!"

You struggled to catch your breath as you closed your eyes, taehyung holding your face in his hands. "I need you to talk to me...please, breathe, explain whats happening so I can help!"

His nerves were growing quickly each moment you remained silent.

With a hiccup, you opened your eyes and spoke, voice trembling.

"i lost the baby..."

you managed to speak before beginning to sob again.

Taehyungs hands fell from your face, his expression changing as he went pale. "what...you what?" he whispered, eyes on you. It wasnt until then when you moved your legs that he noticed that your underwear had been stained with blood, and the towel on the side of the toilet was too.

"oh....oh baby" he whispered, immediately pulling you into his chest as he cried. He felt like he was no longer in his own body at this point, as if this wasn't happening and he was watching it from afar.

Bad things like this dont happen to people like you.

"oh im so sorry my love" he held you tightly as loud sobs wrecked your frame "oh....I dont know what to do, are you...are you sure? we dont know....?" his voice trembled heavily as he gained courage to look back at you

You shook your head, voice quiet, "I just know...I just know" you cried as you looked down to see the blood everywhere, Taehyung quickly pulling you back into his arms. "im so sorry, baby...oh my god im so fucking sorry honey" his hand cradled your head as he slightly swayed back and forth.

He felt helpless, completely defenseless as you sat there in his arms sobbing. What could he possibly do or say to save you from this? how do you go from being on top of the world to falling overnight? its not fair.

"i-i tried to call" you choked out, your hands trembling.

He feels like the worlds biggest fucking loser.

"ah....angel....I left my phone here didnt I? baby...." he cried, trying to hold you again but you pulled back, wincing as your back rested against the wall. "y/n im so sorry, I dont even know what to do..."

You closed your eyes, chest growing tight with grief. "I wanted it so badly" you whispered, "I wanted it.....i really did I promise" you cry

"I know you did baby, I know you did! I wanted it too y/n" he couldnt stand seeing you like this, knowing the amount of pain you were feeling made him physically ill.

"taehyung im sorry" you covered your face before wrapping your arms around yourself defensively, "I dont....I dont know what happened...I woke up and felt sick....I threw up and then started cramping, I thought I was fine but then I saw blood and it just...." you sobbed, banging your fist against the wall "fuck!"

"dont you dare apologize, this isnt your fault, you hear me?" he got close, grabbing your hand "this is not our fault."

"I wanted it" you repeat, hand rubbing over your stomach sadly, still not processing that this was over before it even started. "mommy is sorry...." you whisper

Taehyung feels his heart break into five million pieces, he swallows harshly and wipes his eyes. "you did everything right...I promise....sometimes these things happen, and God, i am so sorry my love, so, so, sorry...." he rubbed your leg.

"i was so excited....I was just accepting it and....its over...its not fair!!" you look at him desperately, knowing theres nothing neither of you can do.

"I know....hey, I know..." he soothed you, his own stomach churning at the sight in front of him. "I shouldnt have left....Im sorry baby" he cried, leaning forward to rest his head on your small bump, tears falling against your skin.

You both stayed like that for a while, taehyung sat up after a bit, red eyes looking at you as you sat, your expression was blank.

You stopped crying. you were absently looking at the wall.

"y/n" he whispered, hand holding your cheek to bring attention back to him

"hm?" your eyes slowly traced back, looking at taehyung.

"l-let me clean you up....get in bed and rest, okay?"

You dont respond, instead you let him carefully strip you from your clothing, watching as he cleaned you with wet towels. He was silently crying while doing so.

He figured you were too tired to get in the bath, so he used a few facecloths and wet wipes to make sure you were clean.

He grabbed a shirt and pants, helping you get dressed as you remained still like a doll.

There was nothing to say.

You lost your baby.

no amount of crying or screaming would return it to you.

Taehyung tossed the towels and dirty clothes aside, standing up and reaching down to help you up as well.

Your body shook as you did so, hands and legs trembling as he held you, whispering "I know....I know....." he kissed your forehead before carrying you out to the room, laying you on the bed. He then noticed the dried blood spot from earlier on the mattress.

He sighed and covered it with the pillows as you sat on the opposite side, blankets being brought up over your body.

He didnt know what to say, so he simply walked back into the bathroom to clean the floor.

He wanted to vomit, the grief struck into his chest was too much for him and as he wiped up blood and dirty laundry, he wept.

You laid in bed, body sore and head pounding. You couldnt sleep, so you didnt try. Your eyes just stayed looking up at the ceiling, silently asking God why this happened to you. You watched taehyung quietly walk out of the bathroom, he made his way to the kitchen without saying a word.

He tossed the laundry in a bin, stopping for a moment while he was alone, breathing shakily.

He looked over at the gifts he set up prior to the incident. The fruit was now turning rotten from being left out in the air. He blew his nose before going and throwing the container away.

The guilt in his chest will eat him alive for the rest of his life.

He should have been here.

Yeah, he may not have been able to stop it, but he couldve sat you through it....

instead, you sat alone and confused on the floor as it happened, trying to call him over and over again.

He exhaled as he grabbed his phone that sat on the counter since early this morning, opening the texts.

my love: hey....where r u? - 6:23am

he frowned, scrolling down

my love : baby please come home, where did u go? - 6:27am

One missed call from "My Love" - 6:30am

He teared up as he read them

My love: taehyung... something is wrong with the baby I think.. please hurry I dont feel good, im scared - 6:38am

He tossed down his phone and took a deep breath before peaking back to the bedroom, he slowly walked in and spoke

"are you okay?"

He knew it was a dumb question, obviously you weren't okay, and wont be for a long time.

You shrugged, watching him before he climbed into the bed beside you.

Your arms welcomed your boyfriend, pulling him closer as he laid his head in your chest. "are you in pain?"

You shook your head, too exhausted to use words.

"can I do anything?" he sniffed, looking at you sadly

You shook your head once more, unable to look down at his face, instead, focusing your eyes at the wall across the room.

Taehyung gave up, settling to just lay and hold and cry and comfort you for however long you needed.

His mind raced back to the night he held you in this exact way, when you admitted you were pregnant.

Same scared feeling, different emotions, different outcome.

What scared him the most is that he really, truly, doesn't know if they will bounce back after this.

Something so.....traumatic.

You missed out on so many adventures and its not fair. No gender reveal, no feeling the baby kicks, no painting the nursery, nothing.....no baby.

It was like you wheel of fortune had been blocked off, now you sat in the road with no ways to turn, no where to go, nothing to say.

How do people move on from this?

They dont.

a/n: sorry....

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soft-bellied-tannies · 1 year

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Baked with Love

Thank you to @chubbybubbyjoonie1 for this lovely prompt! I hope you enjoy! <3

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“Hey, did you see that a new bakery is opening downtown?” Taehyung asked as he got back from class.

Jin and Jungkook both turned from where they making lunch in the kitchen. Jin, a lover of anything food related, said, “No, I didn't. Does it look nice?”

Taehyung shrugged. “I only saw the flyer. It says it’s a Seoul location for some popular bakery in Busan.”

Jungkook looked up with newfound interest. “Pretty Minnie’s?”

“Oh, yeah, you’ve heard of it?”

“Heard of it? Pretty Minnie’s is the best place in Busan. We went there at least once a week when I was a kid. They had a location in my neighborhood,” Jungkook answered excitedly.

Taehyung and Jin both seemed more intrigued by the alpha’s excitement. “I guess we will have to try it then. The grand opening is next weekend.”

—

“I promise, Appa, I got this,” Jimin said as he pulled on his apron. His father was on speakerphone for the third time that morning, ready to get on the next train from Busan to come help his son open their new location.

The omega smoothed over his yellow apron, tying it around the front in a way that made him look even curvier than he already was. Jimin had donned his favorite black overalls with yellow and white daisies for his special day - the grand opening of his own location of the family bakery.

Jimin had dreamed of this day since he was a young pup in his parent’s main bakery. He loved spending his days helping his father in the kitchen and serving customers with his mother - the namesake of the family business.

“Ah, I know, Jimin-ah. You have been working your whole life for this, but I worry about you. It’s hard to be alone anywhere but especially in Seoul. You will handle the bakery just fine, I just don’t want you to be lonely, son,” his father explained, sounding a little choked up as he spoke.

“Appa…” Jimin replied quietly, getting emotional himself. He knew his parents never meant to coddle him, they loved him and wanted the best for him. “I promise, I will tell you if I want you and Eomma to visit. I just want to do this part on my own, prove to myself that I can do it.”

“Of course, you can do it, you’ve been doing it since you were sixteen. That was never in question,” his father said confidently, voice full of pride for his son.

Jimin smiled brightly and picked up his phone to take it off speaker, holding it up to his ear instead. “Thank you, Appa. I love you.”

“I love you too, Jimin. Keep us updated throughout the day. I want to hear all about your wonderful grand opening.”

After hanging up the phone and bolstering himself with the long-distance support of his parents, Jimin left his office to give the opening staff a pep talk before they unlocked the doors. He was shocked to see the line out front and felt a new wave of energy.

The first three hours of the day went by so fast, Jimin had no idea what time it was and how much they had sold, but it was undoubtedly a successful grand opening already. Between college students from Busan and families with kids drawn to the cute exterior, they well exceeded their expectations for the big move to Seoul.

Just as Jimin was about to tap out for a break, the bell above the door rang once again. He turned to greet the new customers and let them know that one of his staff could take care of them when he stopped still, instantly overwhelmed by the group that just walked in.

Six college students, clearly a mix of alphas and betas that seemed close enough to possibly be a pack. Jimin felt instantly attracted to them, something in their presence drawing him, but he forced himself to be professional and put on his customer service smile.

“Hi, welcome to Pretty Minnie’s! My name is Jimin, what can I get for you?”

Jimin almost shrunk under their heavy stares, all of them remaining silent for almost an uncomfortable amount of time. He decided to try breaking the ice a little more. “We have quite a few options so it can be overwhelming to choose. I can help you pick some out if you would like.”

Jungkook stepped forward first, already having been the designated orderer since he was familiar with the bakery. “Um, I’m from Busan so I’ve actually been here before. Well, not here, but you know…yeah…”

Jimin nodded with an endeared smile, finding the alpha adorable in his nervous introduction. “Thank you for supporting us! What is your favorite? I’ll give you one on the house.”

“Oh, no, I couldn’t. It’s your grand opening!”

“I insist, especially if you all plan on buying something. Consider it a gift from me,” Jimin replied firmly, hoping that he wasn’t coming on too strong.

Jungkook gave him a shy smile and said, “Okay, thank you. I love the red bean sweet buns.”

Jimin grabbed one from the case and handed it over to the alpha. “Those are my favorite too!”

“Let us buy one for you then,” Namjoon said, suddenly finding his voice and stepping up beside Jungkook at the counter.

“Oh, um, wow, if you would really like to,” Jimin responded, cheeks filling with a pink blush.

Namjoon insisted and the rest of the group placed their order. Jimin filled a pastry box with all of their selections, setting aside one sweet bun for himself. As he slid the box across the counter, he looked up to find all of them with their eyes on him.

Clearing his throat slightly in hopes of hiding his interest, Jimin thanked them for visiting the bakery. “Thank you all so much for coming in and thank you for the bun. No one has ever done that for me before.”

Taehyung stepped forward, making such direct eye contact that Jimin felt his knees get a little weak. “You deserve much more than a sweet bun. We will have to come back again.”

Jimin knew that his blush returned ten-fold, never having been so directly flirted with by an alpha like this. He ducked his head slightly, lips forming a soft smile. “I hope to see you soon.”

Before the group could say anything else, Jimin’s attention was called by one of his staff members. He gave them a parting wave and turned away from the counter. They all watched him until the woman at the counter called for the next customer.

The walk back to their apartment was a quiet one, full of processing thoughts, but the second Yoongi opened the door and everyone got inside, all the emotions burst forward.

“Oh my God, he was adorable!”

“Did you see his cheeks? They looked softer than the mochi in the case!”

“He looked so cute in those overalls.”

“I was looking at a different set of cheeks, honestly.”

“Yoongi!” Jin scolded as he smacked the beta’s arm, although he was trying to hold back his laughter. Even if Jin wasn’t so crass himself, he also wasn’t going to disagree.

“What? We are all thinking it. He was curvy as hell,” Yoongi said, shrugging off Jin’s response. He smirked and continued, “Also, don’t come at me. What about Tae with that whole ‘you deserve more’ shtick?”

Taehyung laughed and waved him off. “I was just speaking my truth. Joonie is the one who bought him something. A little courting jumpstart, o alpha, my alpha?”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, deciding to focus on the pastry box in front of him. “I was returning his nice gesture, that’s all.”

“Mhmm, sure, definitely wasn’t your alpha wanting to provide for him,” Taehyung quipped, enjoying the light atmosphere in the room. It was rare for all of them to be on the same page about something like this so it seemed obvious that they would pursue the sweet omega.

Hoseok grabbed his selection from the box and took a bite. “Wow, I’ll keep going back no matter who works there. This is incredible.”

The next few moments passed in silence while all six of them enjoyed their pastries. Making quiet sounds of enjoyment, the baked goods were gone in minutes and they all shared knowing looks.

“Well, damn, I guess we have to go back to the bakery again,” Yoongi announced, making his way out of the room with the other’s laughs trailing behind him.

—

Two weeks after the opening, Jimin felt over the moon. The bakery was thriving, his parents were proud of him, and he finally had his entire apartment unpacked. All he wanted now was to see that pack of handsome men walk back through his door.

They apparently had returned two times since the grand opening, but Jimin missed them both times. The first time was a few days later while he was back in his office on the phone with an ingredient vendor. The second time was during his parent’s visit to Seoul; he was with them at his apartment above the bakery while his trusted staff ran the morning shift.

It would be more than welcome to have a visit from them today as Jimin was by far, having his worst day in Seoul yet.

Jimin knew that his style wasn’t for everyone. He dressed more like a kindergarten teacher than anything else, his patterned overalls and thick-rimmed glasses being his favorite things to wear.

On top of his fashion sense, Jimin was also aware that he was considered plus-size. His wide hips and plump ass filled out his overalls quite nicely. He was the child of bakers and a baker himself, of course, he was on the softer, curvier side.

What Jimin was not aware of was the fact that people were much freer with their words in Seoul than back home in Busan. He tried not to let the comments get to him, but some people were blatantly rude.

Some alphas mentioned that he must taste-test all of his work while older omegas directly addressed his size - telling him that he would never find a pack if he was already ‘letting himself go’ so young. There was even a specific group of women who came in and gave him a business card for their gym every time he was at the counter.

Usually, Jimin could shrug it off. ‘Never trust a skinny baker’ became his catchphrase and certain people were simply ignored, letting his staff handle them while he found another place to keep himself busy.

That morning, however, was just a bad start to his day.

The first round of sweet buns somehow ended up in the oven without a timer and burnt to the point of being inedible. One of his favorite coffee mugs slipped off the counter and shattered across the floor. He had to send an employee down to the grocery store for butter because their shipment was late.

Then, his bad day became terrible. He was at the counter alone - one employee at the store, one back in the kitchen, and one on break - when an absolute wretch of a woman came in.

There were two other customers in the bakery eating at the window counter and one at the case that she completely breezed by, cutting them in line. She ignored Jimin’s greeting and his offer for assistance while she stared at the case in disdain.

Without even a simple hello, the woman looked him up and down and said, “I guess the bakery must be pretty good if the baker is fat, right?”

Jimin stared at her in shock. He knew the implication behind his words whenever he mentioned the skinny baker thing, but this woman had straight-up called him fat to his face.

Considering himself strong-willed, Jimin was surprised to find himself a bit teary-eyed from her words. It was likely the already-stressful morning burdening him and his impending pre-heat, but the words cut him like a knife.

“I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Jimin said firmly, trying to limit the scene from developing or making the other customers uncomfortable.

She glared at him, unmoving from her spot at the counter with her arms crossed. “You are denying me service for speaking the truth. Some business model you have here.”

Jimin straightened his posture and took a deep breath, pushing down the insecurities that she had unearthed from somewhere he hadn’t even known. “Yes, I am denying you service. Even though you are a customer, that does not give you the right to disrespect me or my business. I am politely asking you to leave, ma’am.”

In an attempt to break his composure, the woman stared him down for another tense moment before dramatically spinning on her heel and stomping out. Jimin watched her leave, ensuring the door fully shut behind her. He then took quick steps to the kitchen door, not even acknowledging his other customers and asking the staff member in the kitchen to take over.

As he sought refuge in his office to process what just happened and probably call his mom, Jimin had not noticed that a few more customers had entered the bakery to view the intense exchange.

Hoseok and Jin had stepped inside, excited to see the omega only to be met with the horrible woman and Jimin’s strong reserve. They watched and waited, hoping to comfort him and leaving once he disappeared into the back - heading home to inform the rest of what had happened.

—

A few days later, all six decided to visit the bakery together on their free afternoon. The bell over the door greeted them instead of a lovely, welcoming voice as the counter was empty. Jungkook looked around the corner, trying to see if anyone was around but found no one.

“I’ll be there in just a moment!” the omega’s voice called out from his office.

They smiled and decided to look over the selection in the pastry case while they waited. It was barely a minute before Jimin came quickly toward the counter, covering his mouth with one hand.

After chewing and swallowing, Jimin smiled and said, “I’m so sorry for the wait! I knew I should’ve just taken my lunch out here.”

Jin and Yoongi both frowned, not liking the implication that the omega was skipping his breaks. The betas already felt protective over him just from their limited interactions.

“Well, we’re sorry for interrupting,” Namjoon responded, trying to comfort the omega.

“Don’t be silly! I’m happy to have such nice customers,” Jimin said as he looked down to make sure he didn’t drop any food on his shirt. He realized that he had one overall strap undone and he had forgotten his apron. “Oh goodness, I am a mess today. I will be right back.”

They all watched him speed off to the office while clipping his strap back together. His overalls were lavender with white polka dots and a little more form-fitting than others they had seen him wear. Without the apron covering most of his body, they were able to appreciate his curvy waist and plump thighs.

“God, he’s so adorable. We need to ask him out already,” Hoseok whispered as they all had their eyes on the office entrance instead of the baked goods.

Jimin returned with his apron tied neatly around his waist, looking calmer and put together instead of rushed as before. “Okay, thank you so much for waiting. What can I get for you?”

After giving their order, Jin and Hoseok were torn on addressing the moment they witnessed earlier in the week. They wanted to show their support and try to dispel some of the omega’s potential worries that lingered from the interaction.

“Um, Jimin?” Jin asked, realizing it was the first time he had addressed him by his name directly.

The omega looked a little startled, pausing his motions of putting their box together. “Yes?”

“I just wanted to say that I’m really sorry about what happened with that woman this week. I know it isn’t my place to apologize, but no one should ever speak to you that way. I think you did the right thing by kicking her out; it was very respectable,” Jin explained.

Jimin’s face paled, trying to stop his eyes from widening and tearing up. His omega was begging him to get out of there as he felt pure embarrassment at them witnessing that conversation. It never really hit him before that moment, but now something in him shifted at knowing they had heard someone call him fat.

Although Jimin didn’t consider himself to be fat per se or fat to be a bad thing in general, his thoughts were spiraling as his brain was screaming that this pack he daydreamed about probably had no interest in someone like him, especially after hearing someone speak about him in that way.

Trying to ignore those feelings, Jimin attempted a smile and stuttered, “I…uh, thank you. I didn’t realize you were here to see that.”

They all sensed the omega’s switch in demeanor and immediately wanted to comfort him or possibly scold Jin for bringing it up. Rather than his typical drawn-out packing of the box with light conversation, Jimin made quick work of gathering their chosen baked goods and ringing them up on the register.

Suddenly, Taehyung made a decision and spoke up. “Jimin, would you like to have dinner with us tonight?”

Jimin’s head snapped up, owl-eyed with surprise as if he never expected that to be a possible question from them. He considered turning it down purely out of his own insecurity before he decided to accept. Even if it was out of pity for witnessing what Jimin saw as humiliating, the omega was grateful for their kindness.

“Oh…um, yeah…yes, I would love that.”

—

After their dinner together, the pack knew they could never let Jimin go. The courting started immediately and the omega was blown away. Even though this group courting him was in college, they all clearly were mature and secure both financially and emotionally.

His parents were thrilled, happy to hear that the bakery was thriving and Jimin was not alone up in the big city. He was spending his evenings at their shared house and at least one or two of them would visit the bakery throughout the day, even offering to help behind the counter.

The courting process also taught Jimin a few things.

Pack relationships were more beautiful and loving than he had ever expected after coming from a single couple home.

Jimin very much enjoyed being spoiled, constantly receiving gifts of all sizes from all six pack members.

And most importantly for him, they fully supported his aspirations to be an omega business owner and had no intention of limiting him once they mated.

Something else Jimin realized that went hand-in-hand with spoiling him was their encouragement and dedication to keeping him well-fed. Jin and Yoongi were wonderful cooks, always bringing him prepared lunches and serving him healthy portions.

All of them had jumped behind the counter at the bakery to help in different ways. Jin and Yoongi learned house recipes and helped Jimin prepare batches for the oven. Taehyung and Hoseok were fantastic with customers, willing to serve tables and fulfill orders. Namjoon could man the register with ease and Jungkook was able to do a bit of everything.

No matter what position they were filling at the bakery, all of them would make excuses to feed Jimin throughout the day. Under the guise of taste-testing or ‘sharing’ the baked goods with him, the omega quickly realized that he was eating much more of his products than ever before.

As they were the ones initiating and the never-ending praise Jimin received from them, the omega couldn’t bring himself to worry about the effects of his indulgence because he was not naive to it. He caught on pretty quickly to them making excuses to give him bites at the bakery or the extra spoonful in his portion of dinner.

Jimin felt the effects after the first few months of courting. He had always been on the curvier side, but he was definitely filling out more and more as time went on.

His overalls which had fit the same for years started to get tighter on his hips, hugging his body and highlighting the new softness on his frame. His cute, little tummy being constantly filled with sweet treats had started to become rounder, taking up more space and pushing out against his clothes to the point of needing to extend his straps.

With the way his new pack took any chance to have their hands on him, Jimin found that his confidence and appreciation for his body actually grew in tandem. Between his strong composure and the new scents he wore like perfume, those comments from rude customers were things of the past.

Their months-long courtship came to an end and Jimin accepted their mating proposal - all of it lining up perfectly with the pack’s graduation. They planned to move in together and mate within the next year.

All of the excitement fulfilled Jimin’s desires and he had to admit that he had never been happier - a successful business from his own hard work and a pack of six incredible future mates.

However, there was one thing that nearly brought him to tears, admittedly a bit dramatic but still painful. Jimin outgrew his beloved pair of black, daisy-print overalls.

He had been getting ready for his opening shift one morning, having slept at his own apartment the night before. Jimin grabbed them off the hanger and noticed the resistance as he tried to pull them over his thighs and hips. Once he managed to wiggle them up his waist, even unbuttoning the two extenders on the side didn’t help them sit comfortably on his body.

Jimin was already running behind so he threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie he had stolen from Namjoon, feeling wrong to be entering his bakery without a pair of overalls on. He tried his best to tamp down his distress knowing that Jin and Taehyung would both be in that morning to help him open.

Due to his already heightened emotions, Jimin finally let the tears fall when he put on his apron. He always tied it around the front, making a lovely little bow that sat on his middle, but this morning, the ties on his favorite yellow apron didn’t have enough give to be tied when he wrapped them around front.

Jimin’s brain tried to offer him some excuses like his upcoming pre-heat causing bloating and the thickness of the hoodie he was wearing compared to his normal clothes, but he knew that wasn’t the case. The apron faced the same fate as his overalls due to his growing figure.

And, in any other moment, Jimin would have found the apron realization endearing - a physical representation of how well his pack loved him. However, outgrowing his overalls hurt as they had become almost an armor in a sense, a part of who he was and a connection to the success of his bakery. They were also a gift from his mother, one of the first patterned pairs that he treasured.

Jin and Taehyung nearly sprinted inside once they caught the bitter, burnt smell after opening the back door. They both became concerned that Jimin was sick considering his dressed-down outfit and disheveled state.

“Jimin! What’s wrong, baby?” Jin called out as he entered the kitchen, Taehyung a few steps behind him.

Jimin hiccuped and tried to stifle his sobs, allowing both of them to wrap him in a tight embrace. He was instantly comforted by their scents and gentle touch, an oddly familiar sense of embarrassment now that he was preparing to explain the reason behind his tears.

“I…uh…” Jimin started before letting out a wet laugh, toeing the line of self-deprecating. “Sorry, I’m being ridiculous.”

“Hey, don’t say that. Talk to us, what’s going on?” Taehyung replied, refusing to let go of the omega until he had answers.

Between his quiet tone and his face tucked up against Jin’s broad shoulder, Jimin’s words were mumbled. Jin and Taehyung both asked him to repeat what he had said, still slightly tensed with the expectation of something horrible.

Jimin pulled away with a pout on his face, bottom lip almost quivering. “My favorite overalls don’t fit anymore.”

Jin kissed his forehead, continuing his gentle massage on the omega’s back. “Oh, Min, I’m sorry.”

Taehyung really tried his best, but he could not hide his smirk from knowing they were the reason their omega had filled out so nicely. Although, the alpha was aware that Jimin truly loved his adorable wardrobe and instantly put that in his pocket for later.

“Why don’t Jinnie and I go get started in the kitchen while you head back upstairs and change? It will make you feel better, babe,” Taehyung offered, trying to sound light and encouraging.

Jimin thought it over and nodded, removing his apron and handing over the day’s menu so they could get prepped. Jin collected the ingredients they needed while Taehyung texted the group chat about the tense morning.

The mood had completely shifted when Jimin returned from changing. He had picked a simple pair of regular denim overalls that did fit but were reaching the same fate as his other pair. The omega looked perfectly content though as if just simply wearing his preferred clothing was all he needed to feel better.

—

A month after that harrowing morning marked one year since they started courting Jimin and it was the day they had all been awaiting. They were moving into their shared home, albeit, a little stressful for Jimin who had entered pre-heat a few nights prior and would be in heat two weeks from now.

His pre-heat was a nice incentive to move quickly since Jimin was desperate to pull the others into a comfortable nest with him. Thankfully, the tears had been a one-time thing as the omega explained it wasn’t his confidence or body image that was affected, it was truly the loss of his favorite outfit.

Jimin was in the living room helping Hoseok and Jungkook hang up pictures when the others joined them. Taehyung was holding a pretty large gift bag out toward him with a wide smile which Jimin accepted with a confused expression.

“What’s this?”

“Just a little housewarming gift from us. We have all been living together for a while so it felt right,” Taehyung explained, clearly excited to see the omega’s reaction.

Jimin was endeared by their sweet gesture and placed the bag on the coffee table to start opening it. Once he removed the tissue paper, he gasped and looked up at them with teary eyes. “Oh my god! I love you all so much!”

Holding them up in front of him, Jimin looked at a brand new pair of black overalls that perfectly matched the pattern of his old ones - bigger than the originals, big enough for more room to grow.

Excitedly digging through the bag, Jimin found three more pairs of adorable overalls with pastel colors and pretty patterns that were appropriately sized for him now. He looked up at all of them with a wide eye smile and crossed the room to throw his arms around Taehyung first.

“Thank you,” Jimin whispered quietly into the alpha’s ear, falling in love with them all a little more each time they make him feel so cherished. He spread his love throughout the room, ending up doing a little fashion show once Namjoon suggested it.

They watched him change without a second thought in the middle of their living room, giving the pack a lovely showing of the omega’s velvety curves and rolls. Even though the new overalls were sized-up, Jimin’s round backside and plump belly were still on display for their viewing pleasure.

What Taehyung may not have mentioned to Jimin was the fact that he purchased a few more pairs than just the ones gifted that day. Realizing how important those black overalls were to their omega and how significant his appetite was, the pack determined that buying a pair of the next sizes up was necessary.

What Taehyung may not have mentioned to the entire pack was the fact that he also found maternity overalls in the same pattern and he may have added a few of those to the cart as well. Call it wishful thinking, but he saw pups in their future and even if there weren’t, Jimin’s belly was on its way to warranting the extra support anyway.

#bts weight gain #chubby bts #chubby jimin #bts abo #omega jimin #supportive jungkook #supportive yoongi #supportive namjoon #supportive taehyung #supportive hoseok #supportive jin #soft feedism #soft bellied tannies #sbt prompt

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minisugakoobies · 1 year

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🌸 candytuft, taehyung hehehehe

No but why is Tae the perfect choice for indifference??

Candytuft - Indifference; Why would this bother me? Who told you that?

Taehyung x Reader, no warnings

“I’m marrying him, Tae.”

“I know.” Long fingers tap idly on the door frame as he watches you fix your necklace. No matter how you untwist, it reverts. Doubling back, repeating a mistake it can’t stop making.

Taehyung sighs, crossing the threshold. Deftly, he plucks the gold from your trembling fingers, smoothing it easily.

“You can’t stop me.”

“Why would I?” He shrugs. “It’s your decision.”

“It is.” You pause. “You really don’t care?”

“No.” His words are cold, but his touch is hot as he traces the edge of your wedding gown. “Because it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Send me a flower prompt & member(s) and I'll write you a 100 word drabble!

#flower prompt game #taehyung x reader #lovely moots #nabiolive #asks

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studio-multi · 2 months

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Half Baked #1

Title: Cyberpunk

Cast: OC/Reader has three roommates. All alternative/punk kids.

Taemin with cropped blonde hair (model)

Taehyung with red hair (linguist)

Lino with purple hair (hacker, Han is his bf)

Plot: OC/Reader is a government contracted data analyst, that stumbles into the wrong file and uncovers some things that require escalation. Mingi is the government bodyguard that is assigned to her. After she accidentally works what the government calls a “suicide case” and the chemistry is firing between them.

Notes:

After three days of him shadowing her, she tells him that he has to dye his hair and wear civilian clothes (civies) to stand out less in her crowd.

She and Taemin dye his hair and Mingi is trying not to be turned on by the fact she's standing between his legs, pressing up against him, in a tank top, and he can see directly down her shirt. He becomes cropped pink Mingi.

Taemin ends up helping them set up a bust when Lino finds out one of the people is going to be at his fashion show. Taehyung accompanies her masquerading as her translator and Mingi her bodyguard.

She and Mingi never go past a kiss at the very end, keeping all things cordial to make it to survival.

Ffwd to a few years later. Mingi has his natural hair a little longer with the blue underneath and she touches his hair “You kept the color!” He grins at her shyly and they FINALLY hook up.

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snowpetaly · 5 months

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Winter love

bts moodboard ❄️

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bultaoreunheyyy · 7 months

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🩸 taehyung as a, hoseok as b?

double-whump prompts

warning for blood, nosebleeds, fainting

word count: 600

“My sinuses hurt,” Taehyung complains nasally from behind a tissue. “My nose is too dry.”

“Poor Taehyungie,” Hoseok coos, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s waist from behind. He hooks his chin over Taehyung’s shoulder and pats him on the stomach. “You’re really suffering, huh? Oh– is that blood?”

As quickly as Hoseok had latched onto Taehyung’s back, he jumps away, mouth dropping open and face paling.

Taehyung looks down at the tissue and frowns. “Huh. Guess it is.”

Hoseok gulps audibly as Taehyung sniffles and carefully raises the tissue back to his nose. “Shit, I think my nose is bleeding,” he says, sniffling again. “I’m gonna need more tissues.”

Hoseok nods and rushes off to get more, and when he returns his eyebrows are drawn together in concern.

“Here,” he offers, holding the box out to Taehyung.

Taehyung plucks a few tissues from the box and pinches them around his nose, swapping them out for the now-bloody tissue from before, and Hoseok gulps again.

“Um, do you…um…” Hoseok’s voice is shaky, and Taehyung, too caught up in trying to stop his nosebleed, doesn’t quite realize something is wrong until he hears Hoseok shuffle a little farther away with a quiet whimper.

“Hobi-hyung?” Taehyung asks, raising an eyebrow as he looks over at the older man.

“I…I don’t feel so…”

Taehyung realizes what’s going to happen only a few seconds before it does, so he’s only quick enough to catch Hoseok under one arm as his knees buckle. The sudden impact of Hoseok’s entire body weight falling against him sends him sideways towards the wall, but his other hand is still pinching tissues to his nose so it’s his elbow that knocks into it first, sending a sharp jolt of pain throughout his entire arm.

“Ow!” Taehyung hisses, almost dropping the tissues. He can feel a trickle of blood on his upper lip as he loses his tight grasp around his nose. As slowly as he can manage, he lowers both himself and Hoseok to the floor, sliding down the wall until they’re in a heap on the ground.

“Urghh,” Hoseok moans, his head lolling against Taehyung’s shoulder.

“Hobi, are you okay?”

Hoseok lifts his head just slightly and blinks up at him, eyes widening when he sees the bloody tissues. “W-what…what–?”

“You fainted on me,” Taehyung says, peering down at Hoseok. “Just– don’t look at me right now. Look over there, keep your eyes on that painting on the wall, okay?”

Hoseok quickly turns his head to look at the painting. He sucks in a breath through his nose and then lets it out in a trembling, uneasy sigh.

“Taehyung, shit. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, hyung. I’m going to stand up now, okay?” Taehyung untangles himself from Hoseok so he can stand. Once he’s up, he reaches down with his free hand and nudges Hoseok until his back is up against the wall. “Stay right there, I’ll be back in a sec.”

Hoseok closes his eyes and nods, lips pressed together tightly. Taehyung is back within a few minutes, face cleaned up and nose red from where he’s been pinching it but otherwise blood-free.

“Are you okay?” Hoseok asks.

“I should be asking you that,” Taehyung chuckles softly. He squats down in front of Hoseok. “Think you’re okay to stand?”

Hoseok nods, accepting the hand the Taehyung offers. He’s still pale, but he’s able to stand with help.

“Oh no,” Hoseok suddenly groans, his eyes zeroed in on Taehyung’s nose.

“What?”

“You’re bleeding again,” he says weakly, the blood draining from his face.

“Shit, let’s get you to a chair…”

#bts whump #sick taehyung #kinda #nosebleed #tw blood #tw fainting #double whump #drabble #prompt fill

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 years

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Reaper

Pairing- Tae x Named Reader

Word count- 5.4k

Includes- Angst, mentions of suicide, amnesia, mentions of seizure, sex, oral, face fucking, face riding, riding sex, pussy eating, love making, missionary sex

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Tae POV

I'm sitting in my office, looking over the list of people who are scheduled to die today

This of course doesn't include accidents where the person isn't scheduled to die yet

There's a lot dying today

I'm going to be so busy

I sigh, getting up and getting the scythe

This thing is stupid

I haven't had to use it for centuries

But I have to carry it so people know it's me

I gave up wearing the robe

I hated it to begin with and now I opt for suits, mostly Gucci

But when I wear suits, the dying soul think I'm just another person coming to see them

Hence the scythe

I look at myself in the mirror

I hate this job

I didn't used to

Not when I was first asked to take over for the last reaper

He was the first death reaper but he got tired of doing it

He wanted a chance to be human

He was searching for a replacement for a long time

Then he came upon me six centuries ago

I was a soldier in what is now Daegu, South Korea and I was fighting in a war for my king

I was stabbed with a sword and as I laid dying, death came to me and asked me if I would take over his job

I was young, twenty four years old and I didn't want to die

And the concept of living forever was appealing to me

So I said yes, he trained me and I became death

I loved this job so much, up until about a year ago

I push the thoughts away

I can't dwell on it, I have a job to do

I turn and leave the office

Just as I close the door, she suddenly appears in front of me.

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J POV

Where am I?

I look around and it seems like I'm in a office

How?

I was walking to work one second and now I'm here

I turn around and I have to stop a gasp

In front of me is the most beautiful man I have ever seen

And he's looking at me

He looks like he was sculpted by an artist

Tall, Curly black hair, sharp jaw, an cute beauty mark on his nose

And his eyes are such a beautiful dark brown

I feel myself falling into them

Suddenly he shouts, "I thought I told you to get lost! You can't keep dying to meet me. We are over, you hear?"

I blink confused

I don't know who he is

Why is he yelling at me?

"Uh who are you?", I ask

He stares at me in anger

"Cut the shit Joanne. I told you we can't be together. I told you I don't want you anymore!"

Ok, apparently he knows me?

And we dated I guess?

"I'm sorry but I don't know you. What's your name?"

"Joanne what the fuck kind of game are you playing? I told you last time you tried to die that we're over!"

Last time?

That means...

"Oh I see.", I say, "We must have known each other before my amnesia"

His eyes widen, "What the fuck are you talking about? Last time you said you'll keep doing whatever you had to to see me again."

I did?

I don't remember

"Oh uh well you see when I woke up in the hospital a year ago, I didn't know who I was or where I was. I didn't even know what happened. I couldn't remember anything. I was told by a woman who said she's my mom that my name is Joanne and I tried to commit suicide"

I remember the fear of waking up and not knowing anything

Not remembering people or any of my whole life

Twenty three years gone

"You tried to commit suicide?", he gasps

"Uh apparently. I don't remember. My mom said that I took a whole bunch of pills then left my apartment. I guess I was getting woozy or sleepy and I walked into a busy street. A car hit me and I was taken to the hospital. They saved me but I had a lot of damage to my head and it caused amnesia. The doctors don't know if it'll ever be fixed", I explain

His face pales as I tell him this and he looks shocked

"You don't remember anything?", he asks

I shake my head

"No. Just bits and pieces that come back to me when I look at a picture or smell something or hear a story. But I've never seen a picture of you, so I can't even recognize you from that."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know", he chokes out

"It's ok. It's not your fault. I've just been trying to get back to normal for the last year. But I don't know how I got here"

"You're here because you're dead. Or about to die"

I blink

Seriously?

How am I dead?

And why am I not more panicked?

"How? I was just walking to work and now I'm here."

"Something must of happened for you to die", he answers

I think about what could cause me to die

"Maybe I got a seizure and fell somewhere"

"Seizure?", he gasps

I nod, "I developed seizures after I woke up a year ago. I had a lot of them when I first woke up. But they found the right medication for me after a few months and I haven't had one in seven months"

"Then why would you think you had one?", he questions

"Well because the medication helps to prevent them but doesn't stop them completely. I can still get one every once in awhile"

He's silent, with a look of distress on his face

"Well uh, you're not scheduled to die today, so I'm going to send you back"

I'm not scheduled?

There's a schedule?

But I guess this is good, I get another chance of life

But there's something I want to say to him

"Ok. Thank you. But there's something I want to say first"

He nod, "Go ahead"

"Look apparently we know each other and we were together. And I just want to say I'm sorry if I hurt you or did anything bad to you"

He blinks, "What?"

"Well you seem very hostile towards me and I'm guessing that's because I did something to you. And I just want to say I'm sorry. I don't remember how I used to be but I'm not that person anymore."

He's silent

"I'm sorry if I hurt you.", I finish

"Uh ok. Thanks.", he says questioningly

Well there's nothing else I can say

"I'm going to send you back now", he tells me

"Ok. Thank you"

He nods and I see the office fade away

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Tae POV

What the hell is going on?

She has amnesia?

That's why she's stayed away from me for a year?

She doesn't remember me

I need to sit down

I almost passed out when I saw her again

I miss her so much

She's the reason I hate this job

I love her so much

And the miraculous thing is she loves me

I'm death and she fell in love with me

Even after I told her who I was, she didn't care, she just wanted me

And we had an amazing relationship for three years

But I knew it couldn't last

She's human and I'm not

She'd age but that doesn't bother me

What bothers me is that I'd have to take her when her time came and she'd be away from me forever

And she could never have a normal life with me

Never have children, never have a family.

I didn't want to take that away from her

She didn't care but I couldn't do that to her

So I ended things

And I had to do it by making her believe I didn't want her, that I didn't love her

The things I said to her hurt her so much

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"I don't want you", I snapped

"What? You're not serious Tae?", she said, panic in her voice

"I said I don't want to be with you. I don't love you"

"Tae what's going on? Why are you saying this?", she asks, tears falling down her face

It hurt so much to tell her these things

"Because I fell out of love. I'm death and I'm going to live forever. Why would I want you when I could have any girls I want?"

"But I love you Tae", she whispered

"Well that's too fucking bad"

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She tried to keep me from ending things but I had to

Seeing her cry like she did that day killed me

It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life

And she just apologized for hurting me now

That was a punch to my heart

She never hurt me, I'm the one who hurt her

But she apologized anyway

When she just told me the last time she saw me was because she tried to committed suicide, I almost lost it right then

I hurt her that badly that she'd rather be dead

She was hit by a car and I stood there screaming at her to never come back, telling her that I didn't love her at all when she came here last year

And still after all that she told me she still loved me and was never going to stop trying to get me back

After a year of not hearing from her, I thought she moved on

But she didn't

She doesn't remember anything

Not her entire life

I can't imagine how scary that is, to wake up and not know anything or anyone

And for her to be here again something had to happen to her

Something bad

And I need to know what it is

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Walking into her hospital room, I find her in the bed, unconscious

I have to hold in a scream

She has a huge bandage on the right side of her head and a bruise under her right eye

The right side of her face has scrapes all over them

It's late at night so no one is here

Visiting hours are over

I sit next to her bed and hold her hand

"I'm sorry baby", I tell her, the tears finally coming

This is all my fault

Everything that happened to her from the second I ended things is all my fault

"I love you so much", I cry

"Excuse me. You can't be here"

I look up and a nurse is standing in the doorway

"What....what happened to her?", I get out

"Sir-"

"Just tell me. Tell me and I'll leave. I couldn't come before and I had to see her. Please", I plead

Her face softens, "Let me get her chart"

She walks to the door and takes a folder out

"She had a seizure and fell, hitting her head on the curb as she was crossing the street. It caused a subdural hematoma and needed to be drained. Unfortunately the blow was substantial and she's in a coma"

A coma?

No she can't be

She has to wake up

"Is she going to wake up?", I ask panicking

"Unfortunately, we don't know. It's up to her whether she wakes up or not. There's nothing we can do for that"

I nod, crying more hysterically

"I'll give you a few more minutes", she says, "But then I'll have to ask you to leave"

I nod again, "Ok"

The nurse leaves me with her

I can't believe this is happening

She can't stay in a coma

She has to wake up

I need her

I can't stay away from her anymore

This past year was torture

I was so stupid thinking I could stay away from her

She's my everything, my one

I never found the girl I was supposed to be with when I was alive

But I found her as death

She accepted me as I am and I was stupid to let her go

I won't be stupid again

I stand up and kiss her lips softly

"I'm going to fix it baby. I promise"

I walk to her door

Time to talk to God

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J POV

I hear noises as I come to

Machines and voices

There's a pounding in my head that's very intense

Where am I?

I open my eyes, slowly, the light in the room making my eyes tear

I groan from the pain

"Jo? Oh my god Joanne!", I hear

I turn my head slowly to the voice, blinking the tears away so I can see whose talking to me

A face comes into focus

"Mom?", I ask

"Yes Jo. Oh my god, you're awake!", she says through tears

"James go get a doctor"

I hear footsteps leaving the room

Now that my eyes are fully open, I look to see my sisters and mom looking at me

They're all crying

I guess my brother went to get the doctor

But I don't see Tae

Why isn't he here

"Mom, where's Tae?"

She gets a look on her face that I can't read

Why?

Where's Tae?

Is he hurt?

He can't be, he's death

"Jo. Um Tae isn't here"

I don't understand

Why?

"Why not?"

"Jo what do you remember?"

I think back and I remember being with Tae

We were arguing

Then the emotions slam into me

He...he left me

Pain hits my chest fast and hard

Not physical pain

Emotional pain

It's taking over and I feel like I'm dying

He told me he doesn't love me

He told me he hates me

He never wants to see me again

"Mmmm...mom", I choke out, starting to cry

I remember everything

The suicide attempt, talking to Tae when I died from that, the amnesia when I woke up, the seizures

And talking to Tae again

When I didn't remember who he was

How he yelled at me as soon as I got to him, telling me not to come back again

He still doesn't love me

It's ripping my heart out

"Jo"

"I remember mom. I remember everything", I cry

"Oh Jo. I'm sorry", she says hugging me to her

I can't breathe

It hurts so much

"It hurts", I wail

"I know Jo. I'm sorry. You never had a chance to deal with it when you had amnesia. I'm sorry."

I don't want to feel this

I can't

I wish I was dead

Tae should of never sent me back here

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The door to my bedroom opens

"Jo, are you hungry?"

"No mom", I answer, laying in bed

"Joanne you have to eat. And you have to leave your bed. You've been locked in this room for two weeks"

I can't deal with this now

"Mom, just go away"

"Jo"

"Go away. I'm not hungry, I don't want to go outside. Just leave me alone!", I shout

She sighs but I hear the door close

I hate my life

Why couldn't Tae just let me die?

The pain of not having him is killing me

I went from one bed in the hospital to another in my room

I refused to go to my mom's house so she or my siblings have been spending nights here, watching me

I just have no motivation to do anything

I don't have to go to work

They gave me time off to recover

I don't do much anymore

Just stay in bed, sleeping or watching some dumb videos on my tablet

I get up to use the bathroom, brush my teeth and shower

Showering is exhausting but I'm not going to be gross

I eat sometimes and whoever is with me gives me my seizure medication and whatever else it is the hospital prescribed

I just don't want to get up

And I don't have to

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A little while later my bedroom door opens

I get annoyed

"I said leave me alone mom!", I yell

What doesn't she get?

"Baby?"

I know that voice

I sit up, staring at Tae

Am I dreaming?

Oh god are those pills making me hallucinate?

Or is this a side effect of the damage the fall caused to my head?

I really don't need that right now

Seizures are enough

"Jo?", he asks, coming in and closing the door

"Am I fucking hallucinating now? Great just great", I mutter to myself

"No baby you're not hallucinating. I'm here.", he says coming closer and sitting on the bed close to me

"Uh ok. Why are you here? You said you never wanted to see me again", I say, my heart breaking again

"You remember me?", he asks, sounding hopeful

"Yeah Tae. I remember everything. I wish I didn't"

"Don't say that Jo"

"Why not? It's true"

He doesn't say anything and I just want him to get to the point

"Why are you here Tae?"

"I came for you", he says

"So I'm dying today? I'm on the schedule?", I say flatly

At least I won't have to feel this pain anymore

And honestly I don't care

He looks me in my eyes

"No baby. I came to be with you", he says softly

What is this now?

More torture

"What?", I ask confused

"After I saw you and you told me what happened to you, I went to see you in the hospital. I hated that you were hurt and everything that happened to you was my fault. Because I told you I don't want you"

"Ok... It's not your fault though", I say

I know my actions are mine and not his fault

He may have been the reason why I did things, but I still chose to do them

He didn't make me

"Yes it-", he starts

"What does that have to do with you being here?", I ask cutting him off, "You don't love me why do you care what happens to me?"

He shakes his head, "I do love you Joanne. So much"

What?

He told me over and over he didn't

What game is he playing?

"What are you talking about Tae? You're not making any sense"

"Jo, I love you. More than anything. You're my everything baby. But I knew that you'd never have a normal life with me. Never have kids or a family or do anything that a normal girl can do. And one day, I'd have to take you when it's your time and after you pass over, we'll never see each other again."

I'm getting angry

I told him over and over that I don't care about kids or a family, if I can't be with him

I knew what I was getting into being with death

I'm not stupid

"I told you I don't care about a normal life! Being with you is not your decision to make for me! I know what being with you means and I don't care!", I shout

He nods, "I know. I shouldn't have made the decision for you. Everything I said to you I didn't mean. At all. I love you so much. I do want you. You're the only girl I ever wanted. I hated being without you. It was torture"

I know what he means

Being without him is tearing a hole in my chest

But nothing has changed

I'm still human and he's still death

Everything he said is all still true

Why is he changing his mind now?

"Why are you telling me this now Tae? Nothing has changed"

"Yes it did baby"

I raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue

"After I saw you in the hospital, I couldn't just leave you like that. So I went and talked to God"

I choke on air, "What? You talked to who?"

"God"

"Are you serious? He's real?"

Tae nods, "So is the devil"

Oh my g....shit

My world just flipped

This is insane

He's real

I look up and silently apologize for all the shit I did when I was a teenager

I thought I was such a badass back then

Instead I was just a massive idiot

Then I ask Tae, "Why did you go talk to him?"

"To bargain with him"

I'm in complete shock

"I...uh..I...I", I stutter

"I asked him to help you. To fix everything. To bring you out of the coma and stop the seizures. He asked why I would ask for that and I told him"

"You...told...him?"

He told God he loves me?

He nods, "I told him I love you. I told him about us. And apparently he's not as mean as people say he is. When I was done, he said he'd help me without me having to give him anything"

I'm impressed that he got God to help him

"So God helped you and made me better?", I ask

He nods, "But that's not all."

It's not?

What else did God do for him?

"He made me human."

"What?", I exclaim

"I'm human now. Remember how I told you I became death?", he asks

I nod

I remember how he said accepted death's offer to take over for him

"He said that if I could find someone to take my place, he'd let me be human again. And be with you"

"Be with me?"

I don't think I can be anymore shocked than I am now

Tae nods, "You are destined to live a really long life. And he said that since it's been a long time since I've been human, he can designate how long I can live for. So he did it to match your life span"

My mouth drops

I can be with Tae for my entire life?

I can't believe it

"I found someone who was in accident. Someone who was like me. Young. I offered to them what death offered to me. And she took it. I spent these last two weeks training her."

Her?

Death's a girl now?

And he had to train her?

Huh I guess it is like a normal job if training is needed

"Today I woke up in an apartment. My apartment. And my heart is beating again. I didn't want to come to you immediately. I needed to figure out what to tell you. And to be honest I was starving"

That makes me smile

I know he didn't need to eat when he was death

"When I knew what I wanted to say, I came here. You're mom was upset when she saw me but I told her I was stupid and here to get you back. She made me promise not to hurt you again and I did"

That sounds like my mom

Tae reaches to me and takes my hand, "I love you. And I'll make everything up to you. I just want you back Jo. Please take me back"

"Yes", I answer without hesitation

He looks at me and repeats hopefully, "Yes?"

I nod, "Of course Tae. I love you. You're the only one I want."

He smiles his gorgeous smile and comes closer to me

His lips touch mine in a kiss and fireworks explode in my vision.

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Tae POV

When I kiss her, my entire body flood with heat

Just like every time I kissed her

When she wraps her arm around my neck and slips her fingers in my hair, I shiver from her touch

I missed her so much

I was so scared she'd tell me to fuck off

But she still loves me

And now we have our entire lives to be together

I've never been more happy in my life.

"I love you Tae", she whispers

"I love you Jo", I answer

Then she pulls me back to her, kissing me again

I pull her close to me and I'm so relieved when she presses her body to mine

Feeling her body against me feels so fucking good

I missed her so much

Her arms go around my neck and I'm so happy to feel that

"Baby", I whisper

I want her so much

I haven't been with her in a year but I don't know if now is the right time or if it's too soon

"Yes Tae", she answers, looking at me

She runs her fingers in my hair, feeling so good and I love it

"I want you too Tae."

That's all I need to hear

I pull her onto my lap and she comes willingly

She crashes her lips to mine, her tongue in my mouth

Yes fuck

I kiss her back, pulling her shirt up

She lifts her arms up so I can take it off

Her hands move to my shirt, unbuttoning the buttons quickly

When she gets them all undone, she pushes the shirt off me, her hands immediately running all over my back

Her hands are so small and warm as she touches me

She moves off me, standing and undoing my pants

I lift myself up, pulling my pants and boxers down

When she gets everything off, I pull her up, my lips on her stomach, trailing kisses all over

I feel her hand run in my hair, making shivers run up my spine

I love anyway that she touches me

Hooking my fingers in her shorts and panties, I slowly pull them down, kissing lower

I hear her breath hitch when I get to her pussy

I lick her, moaning and loving the way she feels against my tongue

Pulling away, she steps out of her clothes

I grab her, making her squeal

Laying down, I pull her on top of me until she's over my face

Holding her hips, I pull her to my mouth, burying my tongue in her pussy

She's already so wet and I missed how she tastes

So fucking good

"Tae", she moans

Fuck me, I missed hearing her moan my name

And I really miss hearing her scream my name

Which I'm so going to make her do

"Feels good baby?"

"Yes Tae fuck. I missed your tongue"

I laugh

"I know baby. My tongue makes you scream."

I know I what she likes and where she likes it

I love her so much so I learned her body so well

What she likes, what drives her insane, what can make her cum over and over, how much teasing she can take

I was never like this with any other girl I was with

I've been death for six centuries, I've been with human women before but it was always just sex

I didn't care about the woman or tired to make her feel good

But from the first time I was with her, even before I fell in love with her, it was different with her

She wanted to please me, make me feel good and it made me want to please her

Then I fell in love and all I wanted to do was make her feel good

And I still do

I don't even care if I cum as long as she does

Multiple times

But she won't have that

She makes sure I orgasm too every time

Sometimes more than once

She's just the best in every single way and I will never be stupid to leave her again

I lick her clit and she yells loudly

"Yeah baby. Scream for me", I ask, then suck on her clit

"Fuck TAEHYUNG!", she cries, her hands gripping mine tightly

I keep going, sucking harder and faster

"C'mon baby. Gimme your cum. I want it so bad. I haven't had it in a long time.", I tell her

I attach my mouth to her again, squeezing her hips as she yells in pleasure

She's almost there

I'm so excited to taste her again

I feel her legs start to shake as she orgasms, screaming my name

"TAEHYUNG!"

Her taste floods my mouth and I moan, swallowing greedily

She's so fucking good, I love it

When she finishes, I keep licking her

"Tae"

"More baby. I need more", I beg, "Do you want it?"

"Yes Tae. Yes"

Fuck yes

My tongue flies all over her pussy, swirling, up and down

I can't fucking get enough

"Fuck my face baby. Fuck my mouth. Please", I ask

Her hips start moving against my mouth, grinding against my tongue

I fucking love this

She gets so into it and my tongue can get everywhere

I slide my tongue inside her, then lick back out, then back in

"TAE fuck yes baby. Don't stop."

I know she loves this

It can make her cum in seconds

And honestly I love being inside her in anyway

My cock, my fingers, my tongue

I just love being inside

Squeezing her ass hard, I moan, "Baby cum on my tongue"

I slide my tongue in her as far as I can

"TAEHYUNG!", she screams, orgasming again

Her pussy tightens and throbs on my tongue that's in her and I taste her cum

It coats my tongue and she tastes so fucking good

"Yes baby, yes give me more", I whine, still tongue fucking her

"Tae, oh fuck Tae"

Her breathing gets harder

She's close again

I love giving her orgasm after orgasm

She gets so much pleasure, I love watching her

"FUCK!"

Her cum floods my mouth again and I greedily drink it all up

When she finishes, I lift her up and slam her on my cock

"Fuck TAE!", she cries

"Fuck baby. I missed you around my cock", I gasp

"I missed you too", she moans, starting to move up

"No baby. Stay on my cock. I want to feel you for a little longer

"Oooo...oooo....ok", she stammers

She's so horny, pulsating hard and fast around me, getting more wet

I love the feeling of her soaking my cock

I need to fuck her

Putting my hands on her hips, I move her up then slam her down, thrusting up as well

I go in so deep, making her scream in pleasure

"There TAE!"

"Ok baby girl. You don't have to do anything ok? Just let me make you feel good"

She bites her lip nodding

Gripping her hips I move her fast, bouncing her on my cock and slamming her spot at the same time

"Yes Tae, fuck. Oh god", she cries, her hands gripping my arms so hard

"Good baby?"

"So good Tae"

I smile at her, happy I'm making her feel good

"Fuck baby you look so pretty on my cock. You're pretty pussy taking me so well"

"Mmmm", she whimpers

Seeing her leaving my length soaked in her juice is so hot

"Gimme your pretty cum baby. Soak my cock", I plead

"Tae", she moans, her body arching as she cums again

"Ffff...fuck", I stammer, feeling the insane pleasure she's giving me

When she finishes, I rolls us over, getting on top of her

Her legs wrap around me and I continue to move, slowing it down

"I love you so much", I tell her, running my fingers in her hair, looking in her beautiful brown eyes

"I love you more than anything", she whispers back, "My Tae"

I nod, "Always baby. I'm always yours, I swear. I'm not leaving you again"

"Don't Tae. Please don't. I need you"

I nod

I know

She does need me just like I need her

And I was so dumb to keep us apart.

But that will never happen again

"I need you too baby. Always"

She lifts her head to kiss me and I meet her lips, pressing mine against hers

Her hips move, meeting my thrusts, making me go so much deeper

"Mmmmm", she groans against my lips

She feels so good, spasming around my cock so much

I know as soon as she cums, I am

I won't be able to hold it back

I kiss her desperately, tongue against hers as we move together

She clings to me, holding onto my back hard, my hand squeezing her thigh tightly

Hitting her spot, she explodes, spasming around my cock, shaking under me as she moans and keeps kissing me

Her orgasm triggers mine and I moan in her mouth as I spill inside her, pleasure running all over me

Oh my fucking God, it's so good

So incredible

After, I lay down next to her, holding her tightly in my arms

"I missed you Tae. So fucking much", she whispers, looking at me

"I miss you too baby. You don't even know. The thought of living without you forever....it was torture"

She shakes her head, "You don't need to anymore Tae. I'm here, you can stay with me forever"

I nod

I will

Nothing will take me away from her

"We're going to have a long happy life together baby.", I promise her

She smiles, "I can't wait Tae"

Neither can I

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