All In - Mingi X Reader (NSFW)

All In - Mingi x Reader (NSFW)

This is an Ateez fic.

Summary: A night of drunken debauchery with your best friend in Las Vegas leads to something you never could imagine.

Genre and warnings: smut. one shot. fem pronouns for reader. best friends to lovers. size kink. drunken consensual sex. drinking. dirty talk. unprotected sex. oral sex. fluff.

Word count: 9,541.

Tag list: @obligatoryidolblog

Author’s Note: I wrote this weeks ago and am only getting around to posting it now, whoops. Some suspension of disbelief is needed in this fic in regards to needing a marriage license lol. Also, thank you to @fallinfllower for allowing me to spam her with a lot of Mingi photos as I worked on this.

This fic is not meant to represent Mingi in any way, shape or form.

               8:35 pm

               “Why are you walking like that?”

               “Like what?”

               “Like you have a fish in your pants,” Mingi says before bursting into laughter.

               You grab a pillow off the bed and throw it at him, “Hey! That’s my sultry walk.”

               He is still laughing, “Your sultry walk looks like you’re a drunk as hell divorced 45-year-old mother of two trying to seduce someone.”

               You place your hands against your chest as if wounded, “Really, Mingi, do you have to be so cutting?”

               “You just never wear high heels.” He points out.

               You gesture around the room, “We’re in Vegas. We are about to go get shit faced drunk in a fancy club. I have to wear heels.”

               Mingi is still laughing as you pop back into the bathroom to make sure everything is in place. Tonight is about celebrating a mutual friend’s birthday and having never been in Las Vegas before you were taking the party seriously.

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Reacting to best friend!Hongjoong's thirst traps

Warnings : swearing, suggestive af

A/N : I need to talk about my mans VOICE during Bouncy. And his visuals. And just him in general. Because 🥵

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Part 1

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Mini-Me | k.hongjoong

✧ summary: it's not every day you get a surprise visit from your beloveds.

✧ pairing: hongjoong x fem!reader

✧ genres: romance, fluff, family, and slice of life

✧ rating & word count: g ; 640 words

✧ warnings/tags: none. established relationship, idol!hongjoong, non-idol!reader, married life, the members are the best uncles, cuteness overload

✧ a/n: despite being a hongjoong writing it's also our yeosangie's birthday! this is honestly so soft to read

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His little angel is a carbon copy of himself.

She has his doe brown eyes, facial structure, and his cherry lips. Hongjoong loves his baby from the moon and back. 

He believes his Heeyoung will be a daddy’s girl when she grows older. The members even debated whether she’ll become one or a mommy’s girl. Hongjoong is confident that Heeyoung is going to stick by his side. She has him wrapped around her cute small hand. It was love at first sight when he saw her beautiful face. 

Even though being an idol and raising a kid is difficult, Hongjoong is committed to doing what he loves and staying in touch with his wife and daughter. He calls them his treasures. Hongjoong did joke about it because the saying takes after one of the group’s songs. Overall, he grew to love it because they are his everything. 

It’s late afternoon, and the sun is setting. The group has been rehearsing nonstop. As the captain, Hongjoong directs the members and wants an excellent result for their comeback showcase. He is a perfectionist in all aspects. 

Subsequently, they have visitors. 

Hongjoong’s stern face amends when he sees two special people. You opened the glass door, and Heeyoung waddled inside the practice room. “Youngie!” The guys squealed at the sight of their beloved princess. Heeyoung is also known as Atiny’s little sister. 

“Come to Uncle San!”

“No! You love Uncle Wooyoung more!”

“She loves Uncle Mingi the most!”

“Youngie wants puppy Uncle Yunho!”

The four of them bent down to her level with open arms. “Yah! Don’t give her a hard time!” Jongho scolds them. Pure and innocent Heeyoung stares with a blank expression. Her big eyes look at the seven handsome guys smiling at her. With her little chubby legs, she makes her way to hug Yeosang. He laughs cheerily. “She prefers Uncle Sangie!” The man picks her up in his arms. 

You walked over to him with a box of delicious cupcakes. “Happy birthday Yeo! Heeyoung and I wanted to surprise you with a gift.” You showed him the sweet treats. His sharp, dark eyes softened. “Thank you so much, noona. And Youngie.” He kisses your daughter on her mochi-like cheek. Yeosang also brought his arm around your shoulders for a hug. 

Soon enough, the little family and friends gathered for a short break. “Here you are, baby.” You give Heeyoung a cupcake out of the box. She holds it tight in her hands. “Who do you want to sit with?” You asked her. The two-year-old shifts to see her seven uncles are giving her puppy eyes. Hongjoong is sitting next to you and snickers at his child. She doesn’t know who to choose. But eventually, she moves her feet to go for an uncle. 

A smile etched on your face. “And Youngie chooses Uncle Seonghwa~” You playfully dragged out his name. Heeyoung plops herself onto the oldest member’s lap. Like a gentleman, Seonghwa smoothes down the skirt of her dress. 

Instantly, the members get occupied with Heeyoung. They would talk to her so soft and gentle. While that’s happening, Hongjoong scoots himself close to you. He rests his head on your right shoulder. “I’m happy for this abrupt visit,” Hongjoong confessed to the love of his life. You can hear the exhaustion in his voice and notice the heavy eyebags on his bare face. 

As you rest your head on top of his, you reach for his left hand and interlace his fingers with yours. His ring finger has the item that symbolizes their love, respect, and trust. “I know my husband more than anyone else. You are too stubborn to take a break.” You stated with humor, yet you were being honest. 

Hongjoong lets out a giggle that is so melodic. It never fails to make your heart flutter.

Best friend!Ateez asks randomly starts up the question game and it takes a turn

Came up with this idea last night while I was driving home from work at 1am. Welcome to the brain decay I could up with late at night.

(Most of these questions are actual answers my besties answered. They book in Jongho is REALLY good if you like Mafia romances and violence LOL)

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Taglist: @life-is-glorious @mxnsxngie

Combined Beings (xiv)

SUMMARY: You are bullied on a constant because korea’s beauty standards do not fit girls on the heavier side. The bullying gets worse once a ceo is attracted to you and he mentions you to the other 6.

WARNINGS IN THIS PART AND UPCOMING PARTS: cursing, a bit of mature content… literally makeout sessions (first time writing… English isn’t my first language so just to warn you all 😭), deep conversations based on beauty standards, body dysmorphia, mental health issues, harassment/bullying, gore/violence

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before & after

“Baby, remember, if you see anyone following you in any way, let Jae know okay? He will be right next to you while the other two will stay from afar—Duri and Jihun—and you already saw their faces so, you can make sure to differentiate them between others, got it?”

You smiled at Jimin’s words and nodded, hearing Ari and Eunji giggling like schoolgirls over his words. You playfully rolled your eyes as Jimin grabbed your hands in his, Yoongi intervening once he saw that he wouldn’t let go.

“Okay, Jimin, let her go,” he mumbled, taking his hands away from yours. Jimin let go without much of a choice, a smile still tilted on his lips as if he was a statue. Yoongi turned to look at you as you continued to stay quiet, glancing between them. “Be careful, angel. You have our phone numbers.”

“I’ll be careful, Yoongi, don’t worry,” you chuckled to yourself, finding the situation a bit amusing since they were acting as if you were moving away. You were simply going to the mall. “Now, I’ll message you guys when I get there if that reassures you.”

“Please!”

You watched as they all said that in synch, heads bobbing up and down. They didn’t seem like ruthless killers they made themselves to be. Not when they looked at you like they were puppies and you were their owner, leaving them.

“Okay, we’re gonna steal her away for a bit. Bye!”

Ari grabbed you by the shoulders, making you wave to them over your shoulder. They waved back and they watched you get inside the car, watching it retreat away before they saw it disappear.

“The people are already in the room, sirs,” the second in command of the guards told all 7 boys who had been watching you. Namjoon hummed as the others glanced at one another.

“We need to get answers out of them,” Jin mumbled and the others stayed quiet, their silence telling everything. “In the meantime, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, go with the women. The rest of us will go to the men in the basement.”

“Is it because we’re younger?” Jungkook pointed out and the older ones simultaneously gave a look before Yoongi flicked his forehead. “Alright, alright, we’re going.”

Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook walked towards the room containing the women who were accomplices. They were with the men who fought, but they also fought one another to defend their man.

“Hmm,” Jimin hummed as soon as the door closed behind them. Jungkook was currently sporting his stoic expression on his face while Taehyung was wearing his, too. Jimin was sarcastically smiling as the women looked at them. “So, you fought at my restaurant?”

The girl with the pink hair couldn’t even think as she looked at Jimin. He was wearing a black, baggy, long-sleeved button down with black, tight pants that showcased the muscle on his thighs. Rings adorned his fingers and a bracelet remained on his wrist, a really shiny one that the others were wearing, too. The other girl, the brunette one, was also ogling them one by one. Especially Jungkook who was wearing a black, right shirt that displayed his arm filled with tattoos. God, she could jump him.

“He asked you a question,” Jungkook softly spoke with a stern tone. The women seemed to not be paying attention to their words, but they both knocked out of whatever trance they were in when Jimin grabbed his gun from his guard and placed it on the back of his pants.

“We-we didn’t start the fight,” the pink-haired girl answered with a shaky voice. “We swear.”

“Yeah,” the other girl agreed with her words. “We didn’t start anything. Our boyfriends fought and we were stepping in to stop them. But, they then told us they were hired by someone who gave them 10 grand to start a fight in the restaurant so a girl could be hurt. They said the girl was dangerous, having killed many people and they needed to eliminate her as self-defense.”

The men glanced at each other as they silently thanked Jimin for killing Nabi whose reason to kill you was pretty much crazy. You could barely kill a fly without crying and he was told by Eunji during a meeting with the supervisors that you are in fact very sensitive when it comes to animals. Even crying to seeing a dog across the street.

“Now,” Jimin spoke as he squatted in front of them, “that girl… is very, very dear to us.” The women now noticed his change of demeanor and they could see his true colors coming to light as his eyes darkened. “If anything had happened to her, even a single scratch, I would’ve killed you both! Honestly. But instead, you left her scared. Do you think I should let you live?”

“We didn’t know,” the brunette breathed out, starting to panic as she processed how scary the men seemed to be. The three in front of her wore black clothes and their guards behind them blocking the door seemed to do so, too. They had guns, she could see the outline of it under their jackets. “We swear! We didn’t know. We would like to apologize to her, please.”

“We would agree with that,” Taehyung spoke, arms crossed over his shoulders as he leaned against a desk, having been in a room they all used to do business in. “But, we don’t want you two to see her at all after your actions made her anxious, scared, paranoid. She will be out of this.”

“I have a question,” Jimin started and the girls turned to look at him as he raised his hand mid-air, a small smile on his lips. “How important are your boyfriends to you both?”

“We’re best friends,” the pink-haired girl answered, “we started dating them because they gave us money. We needed it to pay off rent.”

“Then you wouldn’t mind if they end up disappearing right?” Jungkook questioned and they both looked at one another before shaking their heads. “You know, we’ll let you both go. But if we ever come across you two ever trying to hurt our girl again, your bodies will never be found.”

The brunette started crying at the threat, scared for her life. But, she shouldn’t be crying when the guy she was dating was currently screaming bloody-murder for a finger of his was missing and his knees was shot.

“I can do the other one,” Namjoon taunted him, placing the gun to his other knee. “But, it’s fun knowing how scared you are. You feel that anxiety, huh?” The raven-haired man nodded. “Good. That’s how our girl felt when you two fought. You were planning on causing everyone on that restaurant to fight until someone reached her, didn’t you?”

“We promise,” the brunette man beside his bleeding friend shakily said, “that woman told us she was dangerous, saying she deserved it.”

“Why would you believe a random woman?” Yoongi asked, his mouth opened a bit as he raised an eyebrow at him. “Huh? Now you can’t speak? Is it because she gave you money that you two believed her? Is that all it takes for you two dumbasses? Money?”

“Please, we didn’t know the girl was anything to you,” the brunette pleaded before he glanced at all of them. He was the only one that knew who they were. He was in gang after gang and they never dared cross the Tan mafia. “We didn’t know. We wouldn’t have started anything.”

“I’m more annoyed that a random woman offered you money and you believed her lies just because she gave you something,” Namjoon scoffed. The two men could only shake their heads at their idiocy, knowing that today would be their last day walking on Earth.

You, on the other hand, watched as your friends chose whatever they wanted. You could only watch with a smile, happy that, despite it wasn’t with your money, you got to spoil them. They were running off the buy themselves some clothes and they went to get you some things they could find. You appreciated their efforts, but you simply didn’t want to spoil yourself without feeling bad at the amount of money you would be spending on yourself.

“Ooh,” you let out as Jae walked beside you in the jewelry store. You gaped at a necklace with a lock, the diamonds shining under the light. “This suits Hobi. Do you think he’ll like it, Jae?”

The older man curtly nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

You continued moving as a worker stood not so far from you, grabbing the necklace you had pointed at. You looked around and then did you started noticing things for each boy, grabbing necklaces, bracelets, and earrings.

But Jae couldn’t help but mentally note your figure stopping by a beautiful necklace, a Diamond butterfly adorning the neck of the mannequin. He knows that if he told any of the boys, they would buy it for you in an instant.

Ignoring your wants, you paid for the things you chose, and the look on people’s faces once you showed Jimin’s black card was humorous to you.

“I love you so much,” Ari leaned against you, slightly tipsy since you three, add Jae, had gone to a store that provided drinks and snacks. “We are going to spoil the fuck out of you now because you spoiled us.”

“I deserved this shopping spree,” Eunji sighed, a relaxing smile on her face just at the thought of the clothes she had bought for herself and son. “I haven’t gone out shopping since the munchkin was born.”

“And I’m just happy we managed to get Y/n to spoil herself a bit,” Ari pointed out and you snorted at her words. You continued to look over your shoulder, making sure the other guards were right behind you. They were. “I’m so happy they treat you so good even though you’re not dating yet. They look like they’ll jump your bones if you let them.”

You chuckled and shook your head. “Shut up.”

You four continued walking, heading towards the food court that awaited you all, stomachs rumbling with hunger. But once you saw the food court coming to view, a voice called out for you, one you dreaded.

“Y/n! Is that you?” You turned to look and there they were. Your sister and your mom, a much older woman in between them, staring at you. Your mother had gasped, her hands covering her mouth very dramatically. You withheld your sigh of disappointment. Of course life would be throwing you a bunch of bullets just when it was getting better. “Oh sweetie, it’s nice to see you! Why haven’t you called me?”

You turned to look at your friends. “Can you guys find us a table please?” They nodded, understanding that this was a personal matter, and turned to leave, leaving you alone with your mother who was surprisingly with your sister. The two never got along.

“Is this your boyfriend?” Your sister asked Jae who looked at you, waiting for your approval to answer. You nodded, of course.

“No, ma’am,” Jae sternly said before he continued. “I am a married man. I am just the bodyguard of Ms. Y/n, so could you two step away?”

Your sister and mom did so, following his tone of voice. But your mom couldn’t hide her interest when she eyed the bags in your hand and the bodyguard.

“So, you have money now?” You sighed and ignored her words, not trying to let her have the benefit of the doubt that you have so much money. You have an income that allowed you to have a house and you were just thankful you had a roof over your head. “But Y/n, I’m wondering even more why you haven’t answered my phone calls.”

“Mom, I haven’t received any calls. And if I did, I’ve been extremely busy with work, I barely have time for myself except today.”

“I should’ve called, but we don’t have your number, just your house phone’s number,” your sister stepped in before showing her left hand where a ring was displayed on her ring finger. “I’m getting married and we were trying to invite you.”

You and your sister treated each other like sisters at a young age. But, during your teenage years, you were getting bullied for not being the weight everyone at school had been. Your sister did nothing to defend you. If anything, she laughed alongside her friends who harassed you. She apologized, but when you didn’t want to forgive her, she distanced herself, saying she deserved to be forgiven since she apologized. You cut her off.

Now your mom, she was a great mom. She listened to you and she even came to you for advice on her own life. But she was a cheater, which drove away your dad since he was tired of her denying it when there was evidence. She even got you to meet the man she was cheating on your dad with and you, unknowingly, stayed quiet which had caused guilt. Why would she do that to a 16-year-old who simply needed a ride to school? And yes, despite her flaws, your mom was a great mom. But she was also a bully who went on extreme diets to lose weight which she then took it out on you. You were her punching bag—mentally—and you didn’t want that in your life anymore, so you cut her off, too.

“Congrats,” you smiled at your sister as she eyed the bracelet you matched with the boys. “Just give me your phone number—”

“If you’re seeing anyone by the way,” she cut you off, “invite them. I want to meet whoever you’re with.”

“Here,” you ignored her words, passing her your phone. As she typed down the numbers, you saw all the boys’ names pop up in suggestions, making you nervous since you knew she eyed the hearts. She’s gonna think you’re messing around with more than one person separately when they’re already in a relationship with one another. “Okay then, I’ll text you for more details.”

“Also, y/n,” your mom started as soon as you were to bid them goodbye, “this is my friend, Jongseo. Call her, Ms. Kim.”

You bowed to the stern looking woman. “Nice to meet you. I would love to chat, but I have some people waiting for me so I’ll talk to you when I can. Bye.”

You didn’t care if you were rude or not, but you could not bear being in your mother and sister’s presence. You couldn’t believe you were related to them.

“They’re okay… people,” Jae commented beside you as you two headed towards the food court where you could see Eunji and Ari already eating. Your appetite was gone.

You snorted. “You could say that.” You sighed. “I didn’t think I’d see them today out of all days. Now they’re gonna think I’m made of money and ask me for money. Especially if my sister is getting married.”

“I’m pretty sure if you let the boys know, they’ll help you,” at the end of his words, your head was already moving side to side. “I’m being serious.”

“I know you are,” you chuckled as you sat by your friends, “but Jimin already lend me his card. I can’t ask for more. I’ve had enough.”

“So, mom and sister, huh?” Ari questioned, her hot dog in her hands. You nodded while a sigh escaped your lips, slouching on the chair. “Mommy issues. It’s weird to see the face of the woman we’ve been talking shit about.”

“I’m sorry guys, but can we go home?” You breathed out, eyebrows furrowing. “I can’t be in the same place as them.”

“Yeah, we should go because they’re hanging out with that old hag,” Eunji muttered angrily, eating her food. You and Ari glanced at her, even Jae had looked at her. The older woman eyed you three. “What? You know whose mom that is, right?” You shook your head. “That’s Iseul’s mom.”

“Of course it is,” Ari mumbled, eyes wide as she realized Iseul’s mom and your mom were friends. “Wait, that means she’d know your family!”

“Oh, my God,” you placed your elbow on the table as you rubbed the skin on your forehead. “Let’s go or else I’m going to start panicking.”

It didn’t take long to get home. The driver had thankfully dropped off Eunji and Ari, who had gotten picked up, and was now driving you back home to the 7 boys. They had gotten notified of the situation from Jae, who had strict orders that he should update them.

“Hi, baby,” Taehyung greeted you as soon as you headed inside, his body on the couch in the family room, having been waiting for you. He stood up and grabbed the bags from the driver’s hands, guiding you towards the dining room. “How was your time at the mall?”

“It was great,” you replied with a smile on your face. “I bought you guys some stuff that reminded me of you all.”

“Ooh, what did you get me?” He smirked, nudging your shoulder with his arm as he grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers together. “Did you get me a necklace?”

“Tae,” his smile widened once he heard the nickname escape your mouth, “I’m not telling you until we see the others.”

“Alright, alright.”

You two walked into the dining room where the boys were talking amongst themselves. They stopped, though, once they heard you and Taehyung laughing after God-knows-what.

“Flower,” Jimin stood up, hugging you. “I missed you.”

“I was only gone for at least 4 hours,” you raised your eyebrows while your smile was still tilted on your lips. “But I got you guys something!”

They all watched as Taehyung passed you the bags that contained their gifts. They all watched with smile as you passed Namjoon a Diamond bracelet with a pendant that had a quote of his favorite book; Jin a ring that he had been talking to the boys about because the design it had reminded him of his youth, something you wouldn’t have known about; Yoongi a necklace with a music note; Hoseok a necklace with a lock that had a small dance figure in front of it; Jimin a bracelet with a pendant flower, one that had him smiling because it reminded him of you; Taehyung a charm bracelet that had charms of things he liked; and Jungkook a bracelet with purple diamonds adorning it since he mentioned the color brought him some type of peace.

“We love them, baby, thank you,” Jungkook kissed your head as he was beside you, his smile not leaving his lips as he looked at his gift.

“I know I spent it using your money,” you looked at Jimin, “but I had to buy these for you.”

He smiled, too before he looked at the others. They all nodded and you were too into watching the jewelry being placed on their skin to notice the action.

“Come on, flower,” Jimin mumbled, throwing you a smile once you looked at him. “You need to see the garden at night.”

The sun was setting, but you didn’t mind it one bit. When you taken to the garden, he was right, you needed to see it.

There were fairy lights that you had seen during the day. There were some on some trimmed bushes by roses that were growing. You couldn’t help but stare in awe as it seemed it came out of a fairytale story.

“It looks beautiful,” you commented and he chuckled, taking your hand and leading you both to a bench nearby, a small pond in front of you two with koi fish. “Why did we come here?”

“So, I heard you saw your mom and sister with Iseul’s mother?” You sighed at the reminder and nodded.

“Yeah, it ruined my mood,” you answered with pursed lips. “I cut them off for a reason, you know that. I couldn’t stand to see them, especially the two acting as if they’ve never hurt me.”

He nodded and grabbed your hand, placing it on top of his thigh. “You know we’ll always be here to protect you. That’s why we’re going to the wedding with you.”

“Are you sure?” You frowned at him and he nodded, placing an arm on the back of the bench, turning his body to look at you as you did, too.

“We’re sure, flower.”

“Why are we here, by the way?” You questioned. “I wanted to show you the outfits I had gotten.”

“And I bet you look beautiful in them,” he smiled and you snickered, waving him off. But silence consumed you both as you heard the sound of crickets nearby, alerting you of the nature surrounding the two of you. “Baby, I need to tell you something…”

You looked at him. “What is it? Are you okay?

He couldn’t help but smile at the concern laced in your voice. He nodded before he grabbed both of your hands, scooting closer. “I’m okay.” Your silence let him continue. “In the time I have met you, I have gotten to know the most beautiful soul that belongs to this beautiful girl.” He placed a hand on your cheek. “I have fallen in love with you, flower. I have. That’s why I wanted to have that date with you yesterday, to tell you what I’ve been feeling, and Nabi found out. I have fallen for you, hard, nothing compared to what I’ve felt with her, just what I’ve felt with the others and you. I’ve felt so comfortable and confident when I’m with you, so happy and excited to wake up because I get to see you, and you’re everything I’ve been thinking about from the moment I wake up until I go to sleep.”

“You’re in love with me?” You breathed out, finding this moment way too surreal and he nodded.

“I don’t want you to feel pressured into telling me you love me,” he reassured you. “But I do want to know if you like me and if you’re willing to fall in love with me, with the others. They’re willing to bring you into our relationship and they are excited for what the future will bring with you with us. Jin wants this.”

You let out a shaky breath and staring at his eyes under the lights made your heart beat against your chest at a pace it was concerning. You felt his hand move against your cheek and nodded, even placing against his own cheek.

He smiled and brought your foreheads together, breaths hitting each other’s lips.

“I love you and I’m willing to fall even more in love with you, Jimin. You and the others. I want you all. I want this.”

He grinned at your words before delving in, lips hitting yours. Your face and body burned, his fingers tracing the skin of your waist, digging themselves into it as he brought you closer, almost as if he couldn’t get enough of you.

His lips meshed against yours perfectly, sighs escaping his mouths as neither of you wanted to catch your breath. You didn’t want to let go and neither did he so he pulled you close until your legs rested against his own, his hand moving behind your head so it will be intertwined with the strands of your hair.

When you two backed away, your chests heaved up and down, allowing yourselves to catch your breaths before he kissed your lips one time, then a second, then a third, his eyes closing and yours, too.

“Fuck, I love you, flower,” he muttered against your lips and you smiled. “I can’t wait to show you off as ours. I honestly can’t.”

“How long have you been in love with me?” You asked and he smiled, his smile reaching his eyes as he held you close, eyes glancing at your lips.

“When we met.”

You slightly giggled at his dazed look before smiling, your thumbs rubbing the skin of his cheekbones. “I love you.”

“And I love you,” he mumbled, glancing behind your shoulder. “Let’s go tell the others. They were nervous what you were going to say.”

You nodded and he grabbed your hand, leading you towards the group of boys who were in the kitchen now, biting their lips out of nervousness. They looked up once they heard footsteps and eyed the way Jimin seemed way too excited, his face breaking out in a smile.

“So…?” Taehyung asked.

“She wants this,” Jimin answered and your face burned as they all simultaneously turned to see you. “She wants us all of us. She wants to fall in love with us all and she wants us…”

Jin looked at you. “Do you want this?”

“I want this,” you nodded in confirmation and he smiled. “Do you want this?”

“I’m willing to fall in love with you just like they have all fallen for you,” he answered and you eyed the way he played with his rings. “I want to try for you and for them and I accept you into our relationship. I’m excited for our future with you and I’m happy I don’t need to protect our hearts anymore from heartbreak.”

“We want you.”

just play along

pairing : choi san x fem!reader

warnings : creepy guy follows reader, mention of a knife, pet names (babe, love), let me know if i missed anything!

word count : 1182

author's note : first writing post yall 🫣

by the time you finally step outside of the quiet twenty-four-hour cafe, it’s 10:23 pm and the sun had set hours ago. you mumble curses to yourself for forgetting your charger at home, throwing your now dead phone somewhere into your bag. 

you look up to the dark sky and sigh. before worry could cloud your thoughts, you take a deep breath and close your eyes, letting the cool night air run over your face before opening your eyes. my apartment is barely even a thirty-minute walk from here, you attempt to reassure yourself, i’ll be fine. 

quickly, you find yourself proven wrong. not even five minutes into your trek back home, you notice a looming figure behind you. not wanting to assume the worst, you keep walking, hoping they’ll leave soon. however, after the third left turn that they take along with you, you’re able to discern that this isn’t just some person on their way home, they’re following you.  

you take a quick glance behind you, attempting to remain calm and nonchalant as you try to get a feel for your stalker. your heart sinks as you take in the man’s tall and broad form. you snap your head forward and contemplate running, eventually deciding to try and play it cool, or at least as cool as possible. 

you speed up your steps a little and listen in terror as the footsteps behind you begin speeding up as well. panic washes over you as you take in the empty streets around you. there’d be no one around to help you if his man caught up with you, you realize. you don’t even have mace or a pocket knife with you. despite all the advice you’d been given to never leave home without some sort of weapon, especially when out after dark, you hadn’t expected your study session to run for so long. 

in a moment of clarity, you decide that you don’t want to lead this guy back to your apartment, so you take a few extra turns to ensure that he doesn't find out where you live. just as soon as you’re about to start re-debating whether or not you should start sprinting, a neon sign across the street from you catches your attention. a-z convenience, it reads. relief floods through your veins, momentarily pushing the panic out of the way as you veer into the street to cross it. 

the bell of the door jingles lightly as you push it open, quietly responding to the half-hearted greeting the young cashier gives you. you make your way down a random aisle, hoping to gain a few moments to catch your breath when you hear the door ding open again not even thirty seconds after. you take a look back to the front counter, and seeing the cashier pay more attention to the phone in front of him than anything else, you quickly decide that he wouldn’t be much help and push deeper into the store to find someone else. 

you almost miss the man in the candy aisle with the way you’re speeding through the rows. you let out an audible sigh when you set eyes upon a tall man in sweatpants and a t-shirt. you can see his well-defined arm muscles pretty clearly from where you are, and you determine that he’d be perect to shake off your stalker. as you make you way up to him, you pray silently to whoever’s listening that he isn’t a dick and will help you out.

you take one last deep breath before directing your voice to the man who’d been comparing the same two candies since you fist saw him.

“there you are babe, i was looking all over for you.” you let a calm smile slip over your face as you hook your arm with his, looking up at his face. you briefly notice how attractive he is before shaking away your thoughts and lowering your voice into a hushed whisper for only him to hear, “just play along,” you request. 

he seems to understand your situation immediately, falling perfectly into his newfound role. the surprise on his face quickly flits away as he responds, “i’m sorry, love. just let me buy these and we can be on our way.” he puts both packages into his shopping basket and starts to lead the two of you out of the aisle, keeping your arm tightly locked with his. 

as you make your way to the cashier, he leans down to your ear, keeping his tone hushed, and asks, “are you alright, miss?”

you quickly nod and whisper back, “some guy was following me home and i just needed someone to get him to leave me alone.” he nods in understanding and quietly introduces himself as san, reaching the counter and setting his basket atop it. the cashier begins ringing him up, and as you’re about to give him your name, the same man who’d been following you steps out from an aisle, random bag of chips in hand, and steps into line behind you. 

it’s not hard for san to notice your discomfort as the man waits in the line behind you, and he easily assumes that this is the man who was following you. so once the cashier is finished scanning all of his items, san takes his bag and utters a “have a good night” before unhooking his arm from yours and laying it over your shoulders, sending a dark glare to your pursuer. he leads the two of you out of the store and towards his car.

“would it be okay if i give you a ride home?” he asks once you reach the vehicle.

“please, if you don’t mind. my name is y/n by the way,” you reply. as he opens the passenger door, san smiles at you and you feel your face getting hot. you had noticed his beauty inside the convenience store, but that hadn’t been your main focus at the time. now that you were able to really look at his features, you noticed that he had a very nice smile, and you were glad it was diected at you.

“what a pretty name. it suits you,” he tells you. you’re hardly able to get out a thank you as you get into his car. he closes the door and makes his way around the front and into the driver’s seat. he starts the car and leaves the small parking lot of the shop, offering a charger for the phone he had (correctly) assumed was dead. after plugging in your phone, you allow yourself to relax in the seat, shoulders slumpng tiredly as the days events catch up to you.

the ride to your apartment is quick, and when san pulls in front of your building, you look at him with a smile. “would you mind giving me your number so that i can take you for lunch as a proper thank you?”

he beams at the question and once again you feel your stomach begin doing flips. 

“i’d like that.”

author's note : literally bully me in the comments if this was bad you guys 🚶🏾‼️