Do You Have A Masterlist? I Couldn't Find It On Your Blog So Sorry For The Trouble. I Love Your Work

Do you have a masterlist? I couldn't find it on your blog so sorry for the trouble. I love your work<3

i do, sweet! it's actually on the left side of my page. i'm sorry that it was hard for you to find, so i'll send you the link! you've really made my day saying that you love my work, because i was honestly so close to getting rid of this account... thank you so much. xoxo.

Getting Back Into the Swing of Things (part seventeen)

Or, Namjoon falls back in love with his ex (and his boyfriends do, too)

Ot7 x reader (slow burn, roommates au, fluff, honeymoon ;) long chapter)

A/n: taglist at the bottom as always,, last chapter y'all, are you ready? :) Smut with feelings/plot below ⬇️ irl you should wear condoms and use lube, and anal is not nearly so simple, but im lazy and this is fantasy; start and end of smut scenes indicated by a ♡ sign if you wanna skip

While Jimin's words had electrified you, Jin quickly shot it down, saying that everyone needed to rest from the long day of traveling and preparations that were made, far too drained from traveling that day to engage in anything that required more energy than it took to kick off his shoes and cuddle the heck out of his loves.

And you had to agree. Since the wedding-- hell, since the engagement party, your life has been a whirlwind and taking time for yourself hasn't been a priority, always focused on looking perfect in public to keep from tarnishing Namjoon's reputation, which was now linked to yours. This is where the fancy, classy outfits Jimin and Taehyung had been buying you have come in handy, your put together looks along with your frequent appearances on their Instagram pages have made you some what of a celebrity, boosting your followers count and causing more organizations reaching out to work with you. You had even received news from your old school offering you a full ride scholarship to study with them again, not that you'd even need it at this point, being offered jobs within the fashion field despite your lack of certification.

It was scary, all this attention on you so suddenly and you hoped that you would eventually fade into obscurity again after a while once people got used to the new couple in the celebrity world.

So, basically, when you laid your head on that pillow surrounded for the first time by all the men you had come to love, you knocked out cold. You want to say that it was a magical experience. That finally sharing a bed with all of them (and not just the maknaes looking for extra cuddles) like you had watched them do with each other was fulfilling. And in a way it kinda was, the slow breathing rhythms of everyone of them around you, squished onto a mattress in ways that would definitely have people waking up with a numb arm or two, made you feel whole in weird way, like you had been living life one, boring way, and suddenly realized that there was a much simpler way.

But mostly it was just hot and sticky, and not in the good way, the covers being completely tossed aside at some point and none of you caring. Jungkook had managed to lay on top of you, head laying on your chest in a way you weren't sure wasn't purposeful, and Hoseok had pulled you half on top of him, your pillow the lean muscle of his bare chest. Because yes, these boys sleep practically naked.

You woke up feeling sweaty, not that any of the boys seemed to care. Half of them were awake before you, the morning light peeking through the blinds probably causing it, and the other half were still lazing about in bed, skin still touching yours even with more space to stretch out.

"Jungkook," Jin rasped in a voice that told you he was still half asleep while batting Jungkook's unmoving body with a pillow. "Stop pretending to sleep and go take a shower."

You looked down at the boy still pressed into your chest, seeing him try to fight off a smile with his eyes still closed. "You brat," Yoongi pinched him, making him yelp. "Don't be a perv."

"Like you have room to talk." Jungkook scoffed, giving up the act and rolling off you. "You talk in your sleep." The boy muttered indignantly, slumping to the bathroom.

Yoongi went bright red, trying to subtly look at you to gauge your reaction. Namjoon chuckled, rich and deep, bed shaking with the movement. He was sat up next to you, pillow behind his back as he read a novel, because of course he brought a book on a honeymoon, and turned to you, amusement all over his face. "It's okay. Our honey's a deep sleeper." He said, hand cupping your jaw and stroking your cheek with his thumb tenderly.

"Our honey." Jin sighed, content, leaning over to peck you on the cheek. "That sounds so perfect."

You covered your face with a pillow shyly, not able to handle the caring gazes trained on you, making Namjoon laugh again. Jimin and Taehyung came out of the bathroom holding hands, a flush to their skin that suggested it wasn't just due to the shower water being too hot. "What're we laughing about?"

You had known that the boys were intimate with each other, that much was obvious, at first you never saw much of it, nothing more than obscene sounds bleeding through shared walls or blushes and heated looks being shared that made you feel like you should look away. Over time they had become more open with showing affection to each other in front of you, mostly chaste kisses and touches. Suddenly, you realized that you were about to be thrown into the middle of their love life, be able to see the intimacy for yourself. That they would be more open about affairs that were previously private. That they wanted you to see them and be with them now.

Wow.

"Yoongi's shy because Jungkook called him out on saying angel's name in his sleep."

Yoongi grabbed a pillow, hitting Hoseok with it repeatedly as the other man laughed, unrepentant. You found yourself giggling, too, watching the sudden energy Yoongi had. Namjoon caught your attention again, stroking your hair as you looked up at him curiously, the amusement still on his face, bone deep contentment showing through his smile. Looking at you, laying nestled in the pile of cuddliness that were the loves of his life, he couldn't be happier. You looked so perfectly in place. Yoongi, Jin, and him were still lazing about in bed, Hoseok having showered earlier, going to use the gym room Taehyung's parents had in the house, only stopping to tease Yoongi. The maknaes were going to go explore the beach and maybe the town nearby. He himself had gotten out of bed to do something productive, being pulled back into bed by Jin after he washed up, telling him that he shouldn't work himself to death on his honeymoon.

And you yawning while being all curled up in a ball-- your favorite sleeping position, he remembered, thinking of how he used to wrap himself around you when you would sleep in the same bed before-- was the perfect way to start his morning. And if everything went well, it would start this way for the rest of his life.

So the day started like that. Calm and serene, and it seemed it would stay that way. The warm sun and strong breeze made you want to curl up on the pool chairs and sleep, but you would be happy with staying in bed. After washing up, you laid right back down. Jin was having a movie marathon-- all movies he was in, of course-- Yoongi humoring him and joining, but you were sure that was mostly because it was an activity he could do laying down. Namjoon took to the academic journals Taehyung's parents had on shelves around the house. They had many in multiple subjects, anatomy and literature and physics. Jin called him a dork but he just shook his head and smiled, undeterred.

"Alright, you ready for my best film?" Jin said, throwing the blanket over you, settled in the middle between Yoongi and him.

Yoongi scoffed, hands hand busy with combing through your hair. "You say every movie is your best film."

"And I'm right every time." Jin replied back confidently, and you giggled. He winked at you, pressing play and you watched rapt with interest, the movie truly was excellent. It was a murder mystery with Jin playing the lead detective, captivating, cunning, charismatic. It was a perfect role for him.

"I'm going go grab some water." He whispered, slipping away at some point towards the end. You hummed, not paying much attention, eyes glued to the screen. It was only after the movie ended that you realized Jin never came back. You ventured out to look for him, Yoongi staying put and selecting the next movie.

You tiptoed down the stairs, looking around, the house was a maze, the only thing discerning one hallway from another was the artwork on display. Before you knew it, you were in the kitchen.

And so was Jin.

Sat up on the kitchen counter, Namjoon between his legs leaning in towards him with his hands under his shirt around his waist, was Jin, lips locked with Namjoon's in a tender looking kiss. It really was a domestic scene, Jin's hands wrapped over his shoulders.

You gasped involuntarily, covering your mouth. It was a just a kiss honestly, it wasn't like they had their clothes off, but you still tried not to pry into their personal business, and watching them kiss felt like a total invasion of privacy.

They broke apart at the sound, turning to you, and you moved your hand up, covering your eyes now. "I didn't see anything!" You squeaked.

Jin chuckled. "That's my bad, I took too long with the water." He looked back at Namjoon, neither especially bothered by the interruption. He pecked his forehead, pushing him back gently and hopping down. "Have fun with your books, genius." He said to Namjoonㅣㅣ, a sarcastic edge to the title. Namjoon just laughed as Jin picked up the cup of water he originally went came to get off the counter.

You were quiet all the way back to the bedroom, flustered into silence. Jin was holding back a smile, biting his lip. He wasn't laughing at you, really, it's just so cute when you got all blushy like that. Even now that you were theirs you were still shy.

The both of you entered the room again, Yoongi picking up on the awkward air around you. "What happened?" He asked, corner of his mouth already turned up in amusement. You stayed quiet, crawling back to your spot in the middle of the bed, Jin slipping in next to you.

"Sweetie pie saw me and Joonie kissing in the kitchen and got all embarrassed." Jin explained and you hid your face in your hands, hiding yourself.

"Nothing to be embarrassed over, kitten." Yoongi assured you, turning back to the screen, lifting the remote to play the next movie. "We used to accidentally walk in on each other all the time. No need to be embarrassed."

Jin took a closer look at your flustered state, a curl coming to his lip. "Unless, that's not why she's embarrassed." His hand cupped your jaw, turning you to face him. "Maybe our darling wanted to try for herself." Jin spoke, tone suddenly low and silky, leaning closer slowly, the gravitational pull of his soft lips making you lean in as well.

Your eyebrows shot upwards at the shift in atmosphere. "Is that... okay?" You asked, voice little more than a whisper as you felt like speaking too loud would disrupt the slow pace of Jin's path towards your mouth. You saw his plump lips curve into a smile, soft but also smug.

"We're all yours, remember baby?" He spoke, stopping to speak, his lips brushing yours. You could hardly remember to breathe, to blink, waiting with bated breath for him to close the distance. He seemed to like taking his time though, reveling in your eager expression. He spoke again, and you knew now he was definitely teasing you with the way his lips were just touching yours, but not nearly enough to call it a kiss. "And you're all ours, too."

With that, he closed the distance, pressing to your lips firmly in an all consuming kiss. His hand moved to the nape of your neck, holding you as he tilted your head for a deeper kiss. His nails scraped your scalp slightly finding purchase in your hair, you letting out a small moan at the sensation, muted by his lips. Taking the opening, he kissed deeper, licking into your mouth, twining his tongue against yours languidly. He kissed like he was trying to savor the taste of you, like you were the most delicious meal, eager to have you and not letting you get away for a second, the firm grip he hand in your hand keeping you in place as he indulged in you.

♡

Gently, as you kissed, he eased you onto your back, laying you back down onto the bed and moving over you. He pulled back, finally letting you come up for air as you breathed heavily, watching his chest heave over you. Your eyes hazy, skin flushed from the heat of his kiss. It was fervent but not overexcited, the older man's experience showing in his ease of turning you into a kissed-out puddle, pliant under him as he situated himself above you, kissing at the corner of your lips and jaw as you caught your breath. Jin sucked at a spot on your neck, making you let out the most delectable sound, sucking in earnest to hear it again.

A deep chuckle rolled out from next to you, rumbling through the pillow Jin laid your head on. You almost forgot Yoongi was here, almost lazily observing the display in front of him, you slowly losing your composure as Jin laved licks onto your warm skin. You made eye contact with him, Yoongi comparatively much more composed than you, but you could see the way his pupils were blown out, eyes watching you like he wanted to pounce while his body stayed in its relaxed position.

"So sensitive, aren't you, kitten?" He drawled, still casually looking you over. He reached out a hand, dragging his thumb over your lips. You licked at it absentmindedly and he inhaled sharply, pressing his thumb further into your mouth. "Nice and warm" He hummed, you lightly sucking on his thumb.

"I wonder if she's just as warm somewhere else." Jin purred, slowly pulling down the band of your pajamas. "Is this alright, cupcake?"

You nodded, shaking with desire but Yoongi just gripped your jaw tighter, pulling your attention back to him. "Use your words. Say what you want." His eyes burned into yours, amusement gone.

"I want you." You said, timidly and a bit flustered by having to say the words out loud.

"Want us to what?" He asked, implying that he wanted more detail from you. He wasn't going to let you easy, and a part of him burned to hear you say how much you want them out loud.

"Touch me?" You said, blinking up at him hopefully.

"Where?" Yoongi tilted his head, raising an eyebrow, playing dumb.

You huffed, frustrated with their teasing, and they both laughed. "Alright baby, I won't tease." Jin said, pulling down your pajama bottoms.

"You need new pajamas." Yoongi stated, eyes entranced with the slow way Jin was pulling them off, watching more and more of your smooth skin get revealed.

"Why?" You asked.

"These look too good on you. Every time I see you in them I wanna rip them off." He finished, pushing your shirt up and trailing his fingers down your exposed stomach, giving your pouch an affectionate rub.

The statement both made you smile and ignited a heat in your belly, how long had they wanted you like this? But you were quickly distracted by Jin's fingers on you, rubbing oh so lightly against the pad of your clit. Your breathing stuttered, which didn't escape Jin's notice. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes," you breathed, legs struggling to stay still, wanting to chase the new sensation. Jin teased you for a while through your panties, rubbing around your clit, then trailing elsewhere, repeating over and over as you whined for more. While he was working you up, you noticed that his eyes weren't studying you.

They were watching Yoongi, who seemed totally enraptured by every little twitch of your body, watching you try to buck forward against Jin's hand on your hip keeping you held down with a hungry look in his eye.

"Yoongi," Jin spoke, snapping the other man out of his trance. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Yoongi licked his lip, then bit into it, sliding to where Jin was and positioning himself between your legs as Jin moved aside. Squeezing your thighs in both of his hands, he leaned forward slowly, giving a soft lick to your clothed clit. Your answering buck and attempt to close your legs made him bite down a growl, quickly moving his hands to take your panties off, your arousal stretching in slick strands as he pulled the fabric away from your heat.

"This wet from a little kissing, baby girl?" Yoongi said, voice an octave lower as he took in your wetness, running two fingers through it and spreading his fingers to watch it stretch.

"Now, now, Yoongi," Jin began, mock scolding as he moved back up to pepper your lips with teasing kisses. "You know not to play with your food."

Yoongi smirked, leaning in towards your clit, breath ghosting over it and making you twitch. "How can I not," he asked, watching the way your thighs trembled in anticipation. "When it's so fun to watch her squirm?"

"Yoongi please?" You pleaded gently, breath coming in quick puffs, quicker and quicker the closer his mouth got to you. He chuckled, the air puffing against you making you bite your lip.

"Aw, she's begging now." He smiled sardonically. "How badly do you want it, kitten?"

"So bad." You whispered, hand reaching out to grip his hair, lightly pushing it down.

"Lemme not keep you waiting then." He pressed a light kiss to your clit making you gasp, then dove back in and sucked hard, your gasp turning to a moan and you dropped your head back against the pillow, gripping the fabric as he lapped at your essence. Jin was trailing his hands over you, one moving under your shirt to rub lightly, teasingly, at a nipple, rolling the bud around as he sucked a trail up your neck and then planted his lips on yours again. He swallowed down your moans and whimpers as Yoongi continued licking and sucking, alternating in a madness inducing rhythm. He would focus on your clit, then move to your gushing hole, licking up whatever sweetness leaked out and then back up, your hips bucking against him uncontrollably. You lifted your legs onto his shoulder for better leverage, near suffocating him with the way you rode his face for release. If Yoongi wasn't so intent on savoring every delicious part of you, he might've teased you about how desperately you rubbed against him, the obscene sounds you made as you chased release, high-pitched whines and drawn out moans, Yoongi pulling sound after sound out of you. You turned your head, burying it into the pillow to muffle the noises coming out of you, only to get a slap on your thigh from Yoongi.

"Don't you dare try to be quiet right now," he growled, taking two fingers and circling your hole, easing you open, an easy job considering his tongue did of the work already. "You're gonna take what I give you, and let everyone in the house know how good I'm making you feel, you understand me?"

"Y-yes." You replied, voice cracked and raspy.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes sir?"

"Good girl." He praised with a gentle rewarding stroke to your thigh, fingers still working inside you. His eyes focused squarely on your face, holding eye contact as his fingers curled up to hit your g-spot. Your legs squeezed tighter around him, but he looked unphased, even downright pleased about the way you kept losing control. With your hair strewn about, your chest heaving from the pleasure, and the hickeys Jin was steadily placing all over your neck and collarbone, you looked like a dream come true.

But one thing would make it better.

He got back to work, leaning down to suck at your clit again, still shifting his fingers inside of you, working you up towards your peak and you were fast approaching.

Jin had pulled himself out of his boxers already, stroking himself with one hand while laving you with attention with the other. He was already unraveling at the sight of you getting blissed out from the feel of Yoongi's tongue, eyes closed and head thrown back against the pillow. And the sounds you were making sounded like heaven, your sweet voice like singing. He looked down seeing Yoongi fully immersed in pleasing you, eyes closed as he worshipped you.

But Jin just about lost it when your hand reached out, clumsily wrapping around his shaft and tugging, twisting your hand and circling your thumb around the tip every so often. Even when lost in pleasure you were still thinking about him, and Jin couldn't help but sloppily buck up into your hand, wrapping his hand around yours and fucking up into it as his own high approached, moaning out as he showered you in his release. The milky liquid splattered onto your torso, decorating the peaks of your chest. Your eyes fluttered as you watched it roll over your skin, and combined with the fervor of Yoongi's tongue, you unraveled, back arching, gushing out onto Yoongi's chin and fingers, your thighs clamping around his head as you held his face to your pussy with the grip in his hair.

After a few moments of trying to catch your breath, you came back down to reality, realizing you basically almost drowned Yoongi and gasped, sitting up, removing your legs from around him. "I'm so sorry!"

Yoongi was almost as dazed as you were as he straightened up himself, licking your juice off his fingers with a pleased expression. "Never apologize for that."

Jin chuckled, tired just from watching you two go at it, and leaned over to kiss Yoongi, licking into his mouth and tasting the juices you left on his face. You blushed, weirdly too embarrassed to watch despite what you had just experienced with them. As you looked back, willing yourself to not be so shy, you realized Yoongi was still painfully hard, bulge straining against his sweatpants.

"Yoongi," you started, reaching a hand out. "Can I... help with that?" You asked, hand hesitantly hovering over the bulge. He probably just wanted Jin's help with it, but you still wanted to offer.

He grasped your hand in his, giving it a light squeeze. "You don't have to, Y/n."

"I want to... If you want me to..?" You said, uncertain. You didn't want to push, but if you could help him feel even half as amazing as you did, you'd be happy.

"You should let her help, Yoon." Jin said, positioning you once more. He laid you down against the pillows, pulling your legs apart again. Your cunt, still glistening, greeted them as your thighs spread again. "Look at how ready she is for you."

"You sure about this, kitten?" Yoongi questioned you, but he wasn't looking at you, he was looking at the slick mess between your legs and the way your juices had smeared on your thighs.

"Yes, sir." You replied, voice hush from the way he was staring you down. You felt like prey under him, and maybe you were, his hand settling on your hip to keep your from moving as he glided his fingers over your wetness again. You shook a little, still sensitive from the last orgasm as Yoongi pushed his fingers into you, stretching you out.

Jin pulled his sweatpants down, Yoongi's shaft springing up as it was freed, pale and flush at the tip. It was long, you couldn't help but notice, and Yoongi lined himself up with your opening, stroking your juices over himself to make the first push smoother, you wondered for a moment if all of it would even fit.

He took your hands, crossing them over at the wrists and holding them down above your head with one hand, the other he used to brace himself over you, leaning down so he could kiss at your neck, adding some hickeys of his own. As he distracted you with the sensations at your neck, he pushed in slowly, so slow you almost didn't notice at first.

But as the width of his cock stretched you open, you were all too aware, gasping at the foreign feeling. It had been too long since you been touched like this, held like this, kissed like this.

"Fuck, kitten," Yoongi groaned, lips pressed behind your ear. "Your pussy's practically sucking me in." He said, fighting to control the pace of his thrust when all he could feel was your walls tightening around him.

Sheathed in you to the hilt, your hips pressed onto each other's as you let out a soft moan at the feeling of fullness. Slowly, he pumped in and out, keeping a steady rhythm while watching your facial expression.

"Yoongi," you mewled, hands squirming under his hold.

"What is it, kitten?"

"I want more." You moaned, wrapping your legs over his, pulling him closer to you.

"More?" He asked, speeding up his pace and tilting your hips up into his for a better angle with the hand he had on your hip until you were whining for a different reason. "How's this, baby?"

You couldn't answer, him hitting the perfect spot, hammering up into you at a speed that made you see stars. He watched your face, watching you inch closer and closer to a second release, the same gorgeous sounds pouring out of you. He could feel himself tipping over the edge, fighting it back until he brought you to the edge a second time.

He could tell by the way you clung to him tighter and your moans grew louder that that was quickly approaching, your legs tightening around him until he could hardly pull back, instead pistoning into that sweet spot until your jaw slackened, letting out a long sweet moan that sounded better than any song he'd ever made and if he could put it on a track he was sure it'd be a best seller.

The sounds you were making coupled with the fluttering of your warm, wet pussy gushing around him brought him to his end, burying his face in your neck as he came into you with a hiss, your slick warmth milking him for every drop. Your body was complete heaven, every part, and he almost found himself tearing up from how happy he was that he could hold you like this. That you were theirs and you wanted them and they could show you how much they loved you. He panted into your neck as he was coming down from his high and you were still grappled onto him, no signs of letting go.

♡

You turned your head, still holding his head to your chest. "Where's Jin?" You rasped, voice hoarse from overuse. Yoongi looked up, noting the empty expanse of bed where Jin used to be.

Yoongi snorted, laying his head back down. "Guess he got bored." He shrugged, basking in the silence as you trailed your fingers over his back and in his hair.

Eventually, footsteps came down the hall, Jin entering with a fresh bowl of popcorn, having put on boxers and pajama pants at some point while you and Yoongi were occupied. "Oh, you guys are finished," He remarked, faux-pouting as he entered the room. "I got something to snack on while I watched." He joked.

Yoongi scoffed, Jin really found time to joke at any possible moment. "Come help clean up our girl, you perv." He chastised, leaning away from you, though you put up a fight, trying to tighten your arms around him. He calmed you with a peck on your forehead, smoothing your messy hair back.

Jin chuckled, placing the bowl down on a nightstand, setting about the hard task of detangling you from Yoongi. You felt sweaty and weirdly sticky and as Yoongi pulled back you realized why, his cum dripping out of you and pooling onto the bed.

A long moment went by as you could feel it roll down but when you tried to close your legs again, suddenly shy, Yoongi shot a hand out, keeping you open for him.

"I'll go get a towel to clean you up," Jin said, leaving Yoongi to his trance with his gaze fixated between your legs. "We won't need to be buying you Plan B, will we?"

"No, it's okay," you answered, "I'm on birth control. I started taking it again after those awful cramps from my period." Yoongi slowly nodded, still not completely thinking straight, especially after learning they could have sex with you raw.

"Is something wrong, Yoongi?" You asked tentatively after a while, wondering what the man was so focused on. His gaze shifted to you, seeing the slight worry, and his face broke into a smile, trying to both reassure you and show you how happy he was.

"I love you, kitten." He whispered after he leaned in close, laying a soft kiss on your lips. "You're just so beautiful. I can't believe that this is happening."

"How do you think I feel?" You smiled back, giving him another kiss in turn, and he pulled you back for another. And another...

"Take it easy on our girl, Yoongi," Jin scolded, pulling him back so he could clean you properly. He came forward with a warm wet towel, gently wiping in between your legs, being careful not to irritate your sensitive parts. You thanked him, smiling, then said, "Is there anything more I can do for you? I'm sorry we kinda forgot about you for a moment there."

"Why do you ask? Is our little darling not satisfied?" He teased, satisfied with the little blush that formed in your face on your face and relented, his teasing smirk turning to a soft smile. "I'm good, sweetheart, and I'm sure you're tired. You've been so good for us. Let's lay down for the next movie and get some rest." He urged, smoothing your hair back from your sweaty face. You were sure you looked like a mess but he stared at you like you were the stars in the sky.

You nodded, snuggling back into the bed, Jin sliding up behind you and wiggling a shirt onto you that you were sure was his or Yoongi's. Cuddled up in their arms as they ran their hands over your skin comfortingly, the sound of Jin's voice on TV lulled you to sleep, drifting off with your two boyfriends as your pillows.

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"You have to see this! Come on, it's so much prettier at night!" Jungkook pleaded, pulling at your arm to lead you outside.

All day, Jungkook had been telling you about the cool places he explored with Jimin and Taehyung, the things they did around town and he was bent on making sure you had the same experience. Right now he was dragging you towards the wildlife near the beach, some trees and tall grass, an occasional beautiful flower field dotting the grass, but that didn't seem to be what he wanted to show you, from how excited he was.

He pulled aside a couple of low hanging leaves, revealing a trail that led down the beach and into a small cave. Hoseok stood in front of the entrance already, near a couple of abandoned looking beach lounges. He turned, seeing you approach and waved eagerly.

"Hey! You ready to see what's in the cave?" He asked, eyes glittering in the last light of the sunset. You turned to Jungkook, eyebrows shot up in shock.

"A cave?" You asked, turning to Jungkook apprehensively.

He held his hands out as if to calm you. "I know how it sounded, but it's a cool cave! Not scary at all, nice and spacious inside and we're not going in that deep."

"But why so late? It's practically night."

"Because, what we're about to see looks better at night." He explained cryptically, ushering you forward. He covered your eyes as he led you in, saying he wanted it to be a surprise.

Soon, you stopped, his hand still covering your eyes. You heard him whispering to Hoseok and a cool draft of wind blew over you. "Can I open my eyes yet?" You said, shivering slightly. You wanted to see what they had to show you, but you were eager to get out of whatever creepy cave Jungkook had dragged you into.

"Not yet... Just wait a little bit more..." Jungkook said, then after a few moments, he continued. "Okay, open them... now!"

His hands pulled back from your face and you opened your eyes. At first you couldn't see much, eyes adjusting to the dark of the cave and the light from outside not quite illuminating far. Then, the setting sun hit the perfect angle, light straight forward into the cave. At first, you saw some twinkling, then suddenly the whole cave was alight, crystals growing from the walls and floor glimmering in the sun's light.

"Wow," you breathed, stepping forward to look closer at a crystal on the wall. The sunlight shining through it cast little rainbows all around it, beams of red and green and blue shining all over the cave's previously dark walls. You turned back to Jungkook, awe and wonder dancing around your eyes. "This is so beautiful. How did you find this?"

"We were walking along the beach yesterday." Jungkook said, stepping up next to you. "We came back and told the other guys about it and Hobi wanted to come see. I figured you should see it, too."

"Thank you for bringing me here. It's gorgeous." You replied sincerely. This vacation really was incredible, this whole place was beautiful, and you couldn't wait to spend time exploring yourself. If everything here was as pretty as this cave, you would need to carry a camera with you from now on. For now, you used your phone, snapping a few photos of the scenery.

"This isn't even the best part." Jungkook said, a sneaky smile on his face.

"Are there more crystals or something?" You asked, trying to worm it out of him.

He shook his head. "Not crystals." He half-answered, laughing at the pout you gave him. "You'll see! Just wait."

"I don't like waiting." You frowned, and Hoseok chuckled on the other side of the cave, looking at crystals himself.

You continued looking around, you just could not get enough of the view. Looking out the opening of the cave, there was a perfect view of the sun gleaming on the water, and inside, the shards of crystal of the ground made it look like you were walking on diamonds. But as the sun began to leave the sky, another glow started to appear in the cave, replacing the fading light of the sun. You gasped, seeing a patch of moss growing in a corner starting to glow, looking ethereal and unreal. You bent down to look at it, realizing that the entire cave was glowing with bioluminescent moss. When you straightened back up, excitedly turning around to point out the gorgeous sight, you caught Hoseok's eyes already on you, a glimmer of darkness in them that wasn't just from the dimness of the cave.

Since yesterday with Yoongi and Jin, you had been getting more trailing looks from the boys, assuming details of your *ahem* activities had been shared. Our maybe it didn't even need to be said, the satisfied looks and your various states of undress in the bed that day might have been telling enough. And then there's the fact that Namjoon and Hoseok were definitely able to hear you as they were still in the house. You weren't disillusioned enough to say you were quiet, and while you would usually feel embarrassed at someone knowing what you had been up to, you feel weirdly relaxed about it. The level of trust you had built up with the boys making you sure that they wouldn't judge you over it.

Jungkook bounced over, breaking your eye contact with Hoseok, who, now that you thought about it, had been strangely quiet since you got here. "This is what I was talking about! Awesome, right?"

"Yeah, it's so cool, I'm glad I got to see this." You smiled at him and he beamed, leaning in to peck you on the lips.

"I wanna share everything cool with you, bunny." He said, moving to hold you around the waist. "Everything that makes you smile and laugh. I love seeing you happy."

"You already do such a great job at that." You smiled, looking right into his eyes, the adoration in them pulling you in.

The cool wind blew again and you shivered, full body shaking in Jungkook's arms. "Oh, are you cold? Come on, it should be warmer outside the cave."

Jungkook led you and you stopped turning to Hoseok. "Hobi, are you coming?" You asked, still puzzled by his weird behavior. This whole time he was mostly quiet, and straggling off from you and Jungkook. He looked up from the ground at your voice, nodding and following you out of the cave.

Jungkook sat down on the beach lounges set up on the sand outside the cave, sighing in contentment and looking up at the stars. You moved to sit next to him, Hoseok lounging on the other. The grass was peppered with little wildflowers becoming more and more sparse the closer it got to the sand that lined the water.

"This vacation has been so much fun already," Jungkook sighed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you back into his chest. "We cleared off a whole month for you, bunny."

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Wow, really? That's so much of your schedule. You're going to have so much work to catch up on."

"It's worth it for you." Jungkook replied.

You smiled sweetly up at him for a moment, then your eyes drifted to Hoseok in the corner of your eye, sitting on the other lounge. You stared at him for a while, wondering why his behavior was strange,

"See something you like, angel?"

"I'm just wondering if you're okay... You've been so quiet today."

"You wanna know why I've been quiet?" Hoseok chuckled, a low rumble that had an sharp edge to it that made you feel as if you had stepped on a landmine, or flipped a switch of some sort. "You know, I was in the house yesterday, angel. Just a floor below you."

Oh. You know where this was going.

You covered your face with your hands to hide your embarrassment. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, you must've heard everything. Did I... bother you?"

"Bother me?" He asked, incredulous you would even say that. "The only that bothers me is the fact that I could hear you making all those beautiful sounds and couldn't do anything about it." He stood, moving to sit next to you, the three of you sitting next to each other, the sudden warmth of them so close making you heat up.

♡

"That's what you've been thinking about?" You raised your eyebrows in surprise, the fact that you were the cause of his weird behavior was shocking, and all because he wanted you? That sent a pang of desire to your core, trying to subtly cross your legs.

But Hoseok caught on, grabbing your thigh and pulling your legs away from each other as he spoke. "Yes. And ever since then all I've been thinking about is making you sing like that for me."

Your breathing hitched and Jungkook noticed on your other side, leaning with a playful smile. "Ooh, I think she likes that idea." He settled his hand on your other thigh, high up on your leg. "Right bunny?" You looked away from the two of them, unable to handle their intense stares, nodding slightly.

"Now, now, I know you how to use your voice." Hoseok tsked, turning your head towards him. "You don't have to be shy with us. Here, I'll tell you what I want. I want to play with your pussy. You want that, too?"

You were breathless at his bluntness but gathered your voice to reply, "Yes, I want it."

"Good," he said simply. Then you were flipped over, moved to lay on your stomach bracing your arms on either side of Jungkook's lap. He began slowly pulling your pants down, trailing his fingers over you in wisps and teasing movements that made you shiver.

Trying to distract yourself from the nervousness while Hoseok unwrapped you like a present you looked up at Jungkook leaning back in front of you, seemingly enjoying the view. He reached forward to pull some hair back from your face and you reached a hand up to meet it, holding it as he cupped your jaw. You looked down at his crotch squarely in front of you and gathered your courage. "Do you... want help?" You asked, gingerly reaching forward and placing a hand on the bulge. His eyes widened and you could feel his cock twitch under your hand.

"Only if you want."

"I want to, oppa."

That really made him harden under your touch, him biting his lip with an eager look in his eyes. He pulled his hand back, pulling down the waistband of his pants to let you touch him. His length sprung up, veiny and long, making you hesitate slightly. It was big, and after the dry spell you went through with your ex and the time you spent in their house after, you weren't confident you could deliver.

"You don't have to, babe," Jungkook said, voice hush as he tilted your head up so you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

You shook your head, determined. "I want to. Just... be patient with me?"

"Of course, bunny."

You licked your lips, leaning towards the head and giving the flushed tip a light kiss. Then, you licked around it, wetting and teasing, making Jungkook hiss and settle his hand gently around the nape of your neck. Licking from the base to the tip in long, wet streaks, sucking and kissing all the way up, you felt Hoseok's hands on your ass, squeezing and spreading your cheeks.

"So pretty, doll," Hoseok said, mostly to himself, but you heard it. His finger teased over your wetness, dipping in slightly, making you moan a little. You busied yourself with Jungkook's tip, trying not to lose yourself just from Hoseok's teasing. You bobbed your head a few times, trying to relax your jaw as you lowered yourself down, but Jungkook was big and you could only get about halfway. Still, you focused your mouth on the tip, using your hands to work at the rest, tugging and gently squeezing at his shaft. He groaned as you bobbed your head, his hand on your neck moving into your hair, holding it.

Hoseok plunged two fingers into you, making you moan onto Jungkook's cock, the vibrations from your mouth making him moan, his fingers in your hair pushing you down slightly. "She's soaking," Hoseok breathed, something like awe in his voice as he moved his fingers in slowly at first, taking his time familiarizing himself with the contours of your heat. He hiked your hips up, pulling your knees under you for a better view. This new position allowed him deeper access, making you moan as he massaged your g-spot slowly, and allowed you to take in more of Jungkook's length.

As you continued bobbing your head and sucking, lightly, then harder, in an alternating pattern, Jungkook's moans got louder, the way he would twitch periodically telling you that he was getting close. You tried again to take more of him into your mouth, getting closer and closer to his base--

"Wait, bunny," he gasped, pulling you up off of him. Your saliva coated your mouth and chin, your lips plump and slick. You were panting yourself, you hadn't realized how much you were losing yourself in pleasuring him, your jaw sore and you were sure Hoseok could feel the way your pussy fluttered at Jungkook's pretty moans. You looked up at him, head fuzzy with the need to have Jungkook's dick in your mouth. You wanted to make him cum, needed to.

"Can I record you?" Jungkook asked, hand trailing toward his pocket where his phone was. "It'll be just for me, I just need to capture how pretty you look on camera right now. Please, babe?" He pleaded, and you couldn't find a reason to say no. You bit your lip, considering it as you looked at the almost desperate need on Jungkook's face, the way his irises were darkened from the sight of you and your touches, then nodded, deciding to trust him, wrapping a hand around his base and directing the shaft into your mouth again.

"Looks like our angel is eager to have you in her mouth." Hoseok said, sending a slap down on one of your asscheeks. "Aren't you, baby?" The sting made you moan, a new sensation for you. The lack of exploration you had gone through with your ex-boyfriend was a far cry from this, you hardly ever sucked him off, never mind doing it while someone else fucked you. And yet, it felt comfortable and easy, you knew the people in front of you loved you.

Your eyes closed as you moved your head up and down Jungkook's shaft. You were sure he had the camera pointed at you already but you didn't care. You trusted him. And you knew that he was far too possessive to let anyone but him and the boys see it. He groaned at the warm sickness on his dick using his other hand underneath you to grope at your chest.

It was dark as the stars shined above you in the sky, and you could hardly see even if your eyes were open, the feeling of Jungkook's hand running all over whatever part of you he could reach coupled with Hoseok's steadily increasing pressure on your g-spot were your only sensations, leaving you on edge and starting to shake from the sensory stimulation.

Just as you were starting to get used to the feeling of their hands on you, Hoseok ramped up the speed again, switching up his tempo by suddenly hammering into you with his finger angled right into your sweet spot.

You choked, hips involuntarily bucking from his fingers hitting right there, having to pull off of Jungkook as moans were spilling out of your mouth. Squeezing your eyes shut, you reached back to Hoseok to hold the hand that wasn't pounding into you. He laughed at the slack jawed expression you had, teasing you with a condescending smile, "What's wrong, baby?" He asked, patronizing, comforting you with one hand and torturing you with another.

"Too much," you whined, barely getting the words out with the way you were slowly forgetting how to speak.

"You want me to stop?"

You shook your head no rapidly despite your begging, making him laugh again. "Then, come on, angel, you can handle it." He let go of your hand, using his other hand to rub circles on your clit.

Your hips bucked into his hand, feeling the desire in your core tighten into a knot, the tension building in your lower stomach until it exploded, popping like a balloon. You called his name as you gushed into his hand, the man not letting up until you pushed your hips away from him as the sensation became too much. You collapsed into Jungkook's lap, laying your head on his thigh as the man pet your hair softly, pulling it back and holding it in one hand.

"You finished already, bunny?" He asked, teasing with no heat behind it. The sight of you fucked-out in his lap, lips swollen from being around his length was never anything he thought he'd get to have. He'd be happy to have you like this forever, laid out all soft and satisfied for them. You shook your head, obviously tired, but determined, leading his tip back to your lips. As you recuperated, catching your breath, you idly licked at his shaft, mouth moving down to the base and gently sucking one of his balls into your mouth, his light moans encouraging you to go on.

As you sucked his tip into your mouth again, you felt Hoseok touching your sensitive core again, making your hips jump a little bit as his fingers gathered up the slickness from your heat to rub around the outer ring of your ass.

"Can I try something, baby?" He asked, using your own juices to lube up your hole.

You bit your lip, unsure. You had never tried anything in that hole before. You turned your head, making eye contact with him, seeing the care and desire he had for you in his eyes. The second you locked eyes, you knew that you only ever wanted to experience things like this with them. You've never had so much innate trust for a group of people before. "Okay," you agreed, steeling yourself, and he leaned forward to pepper kisses to your shoulder.

"Thank you, baby." He said, almost reverently, breath fanning out onto your shoulder as he pulled back.

"Our baby girl is so sweet." Jungkook sighed, savoring the sweet image of you laying in his lap as you lapped at his dick. You smiled, a shy grin, as their attention on you while you were intimate with them made you feel a bit nervous. You went back to losing yourself in sucking off Jungkook as Hoseok worked you open bit by bit. But you could hardy pay attention to that, focusing on the rising pitch of Jungkook's moans. You were sure he was on his way to cumming, and worked earnestly to make sure of that, loosening your jaw as much as possible to surround him in the warmth of your mouth, bobbing your head then pulling back to suck hard on his tip as his cock began to twitch.

All the while, Hoseok rubbed gently at your clit, making you wet enough to lube up his cock as he prepared your hole, finally slipping into you slowly, but as Jungkook's hand settled on your neck again, you barely paid attention, fixated on the way he was pulling you up and down on his length, hard about flexing and tensing as he got closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.

You made sure to focus on his tip, noticing the way his moans would get more desperate and his grip on your hair tightened, and the way he started to buck into your mouth while holding you down was telling of how little control he was holding onto.

As soon as he realized, though, he let go, letting you come up for air. "Shit, sorry babe," he panted, letting you go as he felt you gag around him. You panted, dazed and breathless from the feeling of being held down on him. It was suffocating, but you liked it, being overwhelming filled with him. Hoseok, fully seated in you, groaned, the feeling of your rim fluttered around him in tandem with your arousal.

"Oh, she really liked that, she got so tight around me just now." Hoseok said, hands gripping on your hips as he started to ease you up and down, watching as he pulled out to the tip and pushed in to the hilt, you getting used to the stretch as his length pushed into you. He was long and slender like Yoongi, but as you weren't used to anything in that hole, he felt almost unbearably large. Almost. As the desire in you started to build back up from their moans, your untouched heat wept for more stimulation, pulsing with the growing tension in your core.

Hoseok sped up, rutting into you, the force from his thrusts pushing you deeper onto Jungkook's length, and his hand moved to finger your core at the same tempo as his thrusts. The sound of skin slapping together as Hoseok began to chase his own pleasure caused more moans that were muffled by your mouthful, and you struggled to hold it together with all three holes stuffed being stuffed and used. Jungkook moaned, high and loud as he started to race towards his peak, his cock twitching as his seed started to pump out. He let go of his grip on your head to give you time to pull off, but his release only landed all over your face instead.

Not that he was really complaining. The droplets rolled down your face in a way that almost made him hard again, despite the fact that you just gave him one of the most intense orgasms he's ever had. It made him glad he started recording, making sure to get a clear shot of your face. He gently wiped it off from your face, hushed praises falling from his lips that he wasn't sure you were really hearing, the volume of your moans increasing as Hoseok moved from fingering you to rubbing your clit, and you came hard around him, clenching down on him as his thrusts got sloppier, and he reached his own edge, pulling back and finishing all over your back, his release pooling in the dip of your back where he had you arched for deeper access.

♡

You laid there, panting and trying to come back down to reality. Hoseok chuckled, wiping you off with his shirt and pulling Jungkook's shirt onto you so you wouldn't get cold, pressing kisses to your skin as he held you close. "You feeling alright, angel?" You nodded, babbling an inaudible response while your eyes slipped closed, body limp and numb from all the sensation. "I guess we tired her out." He said to Jungkook who honestly looked more refreshed somehow, glowing with the happiness of someone deep in love as he stared down at you.

Jungkook pressed a kiss to your cheek as he picked you up, you immediately clinging to him as he carried you back towards the house. "Come on, koala," he teased, arms wrapping around you securely as Hoseok pulled your messy hair back from your face. "Let's get you warmed up inside."

--

While your honeymoon was becoming more and more eventful, something still didn't feel right. As you walked through the house one day, looking at all the nice trinkets and things Taehyung's parents had around their beach house, you couldn't put your finger on why.

You reached your hand out to hold a ballerina figurine. It was pure crystal and beautifully sculpted. Taehyung told you that he bought this house for his parents, that ever since he became famous he's been using his money to give his parents an easier life since they weren't born into money like most of the other boys. It was an incredibly sweet sentiment and you find smiling as you go around and look at all the things they were able to do afterwards, their personality shining through the decor of the house. You could definitely see where Taehyung gets his creativity from.

As you walked, you passed a door, hearing sounds from inside but almost writing it off and walking past, until you caught a glimpse through the door cracked slightly open. The noises you heard was the scratching of a pen, Namjoon sitting at a desk with a laptop and a paperwork set in front of him.

And, seeing this, you realized what was wrong. You had hardly seen Namjoon this whole time. He must've been sneaking away to work this whole time, the way he was elbow deep in it made it look as if he had been doing it for a while. He must've snuck this paperwork past Jin.

You pushed the door open, walking in. You were still in Jungkook's shirt from last night, hair mussed from sleep and the intense "cuddling" Jimin and Taehyung were doing this morning. You slipped away, but you were sure a couple of the guys were spending the morning in bed.

"Hey, Joon," you yawned, walking closer to his side to peer at the screen, open with multiple tabs and excel spreadsheets. "Have you been working all this time?" He looked up as you approached, surprised that you were there.

"Yeah, sorry, I just have some more paperwork to file for my father's company." He said, scratching his neck bashfully. "Since it got handed down to me, I'm putting precautions in place now to make sure my grandfather has no ties to the company anymore and can't take anything away from my father. Which means more paperwork for transferring contacts and allocating more responsibility to Yoongi for our company so I can still help with both and--" He stopped his ramble, sighing. "Sorry, I can't dump all this on you."

"No, it's fine. You're stressed obviously." You lifted your hands to his hair and his shoulders, alternating between massaging both of them the way he liked to help him relax. "Can I help?"

He shook his head, waving toward the door as he started to work again, shuffling through papers in front of him. "No, go have fun, it's fine." He said, telling you to leave despite the fact that he was visibly more relaxed with your touch.

"I have fun with you too, Joon." You tilted his head as you spoke, cupping his jaw and making sure he could see your sincerity, but he averted his eyes, unable to hold eye contact with you for long.

"I doubt I'm any fun like this." He denied, but still was starting to lean into your hand.

"Well, I beg to differ." You finally decided, sitting yourself in his lap and making yourself comfortable. He laughed as you wrapped yourself around him stubbornly, holding you just as tightly even though he was the one trying to send you away in the first place.

For a moment, you both just held each other, content to sit with each other in the silence. You could feel his tension seep out in seconds, and chuckled. "Good to know I still have that effect on you." You teased.

"What?" He asked, fiddling with the end of your shirt.

"You're like jelly now, but you were all tense and stressed when I walked in."

He smiled, slow and sweet, as he looked directly into your eyes, and said, "It's hard to be stressed with one of the loves of my life in my arms."

You rolled your eyes, trying to pretend like the statement wasn't the cutest-- albeit cheesiest-- thing you had ever heard. "Don't say things like that."

"Oh sorry, I forgot," he chuckled, tilting his head back against the chair. "You turn into a puddle when people compliment you."

"Do not." You denied, turning your nose up in the air.

"You're beautiful."

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, hearing him laugh again and shaking you as he body quaked with laughter "See?"

"Whatever." You protested, head still on his shoulder as you spoke. "You can't handle getting gifts, so I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm great with gifts." He corrected. "Including you, I have seven of them."

You scrunched up your nose in pretend disgust. "I forgot how cheesy you are."

"But you love it."

"Because I love you."

"Sorry I don't think I heard that, could you repeat?"

"I'm not saying it again."

"You won't even say you love me twice? I would say it a thousand times," As if to prove his point, he sat up straighter, pulling you up so you were looking at him again. "I love you, I love you, I love you," You giggled, and covered his mouth with your hand, but he kept going, voice muffled behind your palm. "I wub boo, I wuv vu--"

"Okay, okay, I know!" You laughed, then leaned towards him as your giggles subsided, touching your nose to his. "I love you." You said again, loud and clear so he couldn't pretend not to hear this time.

"I love you too." Namjoon said, serious again as he said it. He truly meant it with every ounce of his being. "I'm so happy I could say that again. I'm so sorry--"

You cut him off, "You keep apologizing--"

"Because I can't believe I used to be such an ass. I had the most incredible girl in the world telling me I was amazing and it went to my head." He apologized sincerely, his brows creasing with regret and guilt.

"You were kind of an ass." You replied, but before he could wallow for too long, you continued. "But now, you changed. And that's more important." You said, wrapping your arms around him and you two sat in silence again, enjoying holding each other.

"I wrote vows you know." He spoke up eventually, a long moment after.

"What?"

"For the wedding. I decided against saying them, I didn't know if you'd... I mean I hoped you'd feel the same way but that isn't the kinda thing you figure out at the alter."

You shook your head in disbelief, pulling back so you could look him in the eyes, though that was hard with how flustered he'd gotten admitting that. This man wrote vows for your fake wedding. Despite yourself, you found yourself smiling. "You're such a sap."

"I know." He shrugged, rearranging you so you sat to the side on just one of his thighs. "I should get back to work." He sighed, pulling his laptop closer and looking back at his paperwork.

You crossed your arms, fake-pouting. "We're having a conversation and you want to work?"

He scoffed playfully at you teasing him. "I can talk and type at the same time."

For a moment you pouted, then lived a hand, running it along his arms as his hands were settled on his keyboard. "I guess I need a way to keep you busy then."

♡

"And how do you plan on doing that?" He asked, taking your hand and intertwining your fingers.

"Like this." And with that, you graced the back of his neck and kissed him, putting all the emotion you could conjure up into the kiss and your lips pressed together.

You pulled back slightly, foreheads resting together as he spoke, lips brushing yours. "The other guys aren't keeping you satisfied enough? You play with them all day and still need more?" He teased, hand slipping under your shirt brushing your stomach and making your muscles tense on anticipation.

"I'll always need you, Joon." You breathed, going back for another kiss, sweeter and slower, but no less passionate, his hands running over the soft skin of your back and stomach, hands creeping close and closer to your breaststroke. As his hand brushed a nipple, you pulled away with a gasp, his lips still chasing yours.

"Joonie, please," you giggled, pushing him back so you could breathe for a minute.

"Sorry." He panted, not looking sorry at all as he stared at your kiss-plumped lips. He grabbed the hem of your shirt pulling it up and stopping at your waist.

"No underwear?" He commented with a smirk. "The boys have really been keeping you busy, I see."

"Yeah, I knew they were touchy but it's amplified by, like, a thousand now." You laughed. Jimin and Taehyung had said they wanted to cuddle but by the way they Taehyung took your panties from you, you don't think that was their only intention.

"Welcome to my world." He sighed, but you could tell there was no actual tiredness in it. He went to continue lifting your shirt, looking to your face for permission. "Can I?"

"I-if you want?" You said, vice a bit shaky and nervous. You were a bit scared, even though you should technically be the most comfortable around him. But your body has changed since he's last seen it. Will he be disappointed? You bit your lip.

"You're as beautiful as ever," He said, breaking you from your thoughts. He lifted a hand to gently caress your chest, looking in awe of you. "If not more."

"You really think so?" You asked, the tension draining from your body.

"Mm." He hummed, contemplative as he admired your body. "When we were younger, I always thought about what it'd be like to grow old together. It seems like you age like fine wine." He chuckled.

"Oh please, have you seen yourself? You're all muscly and confident and I swear you've gotten taller." You scoffed, play-punching him on the shoulder.

He made a look of fake hurt, "You didn't think I was muscly before?"

"Pfft," you tried to hold back laughter, trying to reassure him and be honest. "I'm sorry, but you were so scrawny. It was cute, you've always been cute, but now you've matured." You reached a hand out, smoothing his hair back from his face and cupping his jaw in your hand. "I really am proud of you."

"I should be saying that." He pulled you closer to him, you pressed up against his belt buckle. He was still wearing his clothes with you completely naked, your clit resting on the rough fabric of his jeans. He continued roving his hands over your skin, massaging and caressing everywhere. "Everything you've done, the person you've become. Your younger self would be so proud."

"I think she'd be kicking me for all the stupid stuff I've done." You shook your head, melancholy kicking in as you turned your head, focusing on the carpet.

"But you survived and did your best." He reassured you, pressing a kiss to the expanse of your shoulder. "You wanna know what I wrote in my vows for you?" He started, caressing your thigh.

"I wrote, that the minute I met you, I felt a connection. Do you remember, when your parents invited us to your fifth birthday party? And you said if I go, we could play trucks together and then we got sand all over us from the sand box?"

"My mom hated that." You smiled again, thinking of that time. You had been wearing the prettiest dress, and it had gotten so dirty by the end of the day. Then a thought struck, turning back to Namjoon. "Is that date what the password to your studio is?"

"You just figured it out now?" He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"I thought I was overthinking it." You shrugged.

He laughed at that, fond and happy. "Of course you were. I love when you overthink, though. I love when I can see your thought process on your face. I love how your nose scrunches and you furrows your brows like you're thinking of the most complicated problem ever when really you're deciding what to eat for lunch." He turned his head into your hand, kissing your palm. He moved his hand to your clit while pulling off his belt buckle, popping open his jeans. "I think it's beautiful the amount of thought and effort you put into things. And your beautiful mind finds the best solutions to things."

Too stunned for words and overcome by the gentle circles he was rubbing onto your heat, you could only manage an emotional "Joon," but he continued, cutting you off.

"And you dedicate so much care to everyone you meet. I can't be surprised that you captured all our hearts because you're so genuine and kind there was no way it wasn't happening." He reached his hand up, wiping a tear that escaped from the brim of your eyelid, as he pulled you close rondo his lap, sliding into you as he continued speaking whispers into your ear. "I'm so glad that we can grow old together like we planned, and I get to wake up everyday with your smiling face to greet me. You're my lighthouse, always showing me light and bringing me home when I feel lost. And on the days where you don't have the energy to smile, I'll give you mine."

You were full on crying now as he grinded into you slowly, tears of pure joy as he made you feel every inch as it dragged inside you, bouncing you on his lap. You unbuttoned his shirt sloppily so you could be skin to skin, and clung to him, arms wrapped around his neck as you two lost yourself in the feeling of each other, relearning the feeling of each other bodies. Moans spilled out of your mouth and he let soft groans out, brushing against your ears and making desire pool in your gut simmering until it reached a fever pitch, tension building up you couldn't ignore.

"'M coming, Joon," you gasped out, and he sped up, harder and deeper, nodding.

"I'm with you baby, come on." You let yourself go, moaning out his name as he fucked you through it, bringing you pleasure until the last moment. With a loud groan, he came, too, filling you up with his release. You both caught your breath, neither of your making a move to separate from each other.

♡

You were just holding each other as he was running his hands up your back with his face buried in the crook of your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair, cradling his head against you.

"Joon?" You asked after a long moment.

"Mm?" He hummed, laying still on your shoulder.

"I want to go back to school." You said, and that got him to sit up, looking you right in the eyes.

"You sure? I mean, at this point I don't think you'd need to, you already have so many designers offering for you to apprentice--"

"No." You cut him off, wanting to make your point clear. "I want to get jobs from my own skill. I don't want to get an apprenticeship from being married to you and have nothing to offer." Now here's the hard part, you thought to yourself, steeling yourself to ask. "But... I'll need help. If you'd be willing to sponsor me until I can pay you back--"

It was Namjoon's turn to cut you off, pressing into you with a kiss. When he pulled back from you, he said, "I'd support you in any endeavor, honey. But please, don't focus on money. You give us so much more than we can repay you with, so money is no object."

"Yeah, yeah." You waved your hand, deciding against arguing over it for once. You were far to content to do something like that, leaning back until him to cuddle some more. "Let's not make this an argument again, hmm?"

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It was the hottest day of the vacation by far.

For most of the day, you had resigned yourself to laying inside in the air conditioning, but after most of the afternoon passed, the sun seemed to lose its sting and you decided you would go and enjoy the last of the rays until sunset. Jimin and Taehyung were splashing around in the pool all day, their shots of joy and happiness reaching all the way to the bedroom, muffled shrieks and laughs cooking through the closed window.

You had been alone for the last hour, the others going into town to scope out food options for dinner. Might as well work up an appetite, you thought to yourself as you picked out a swimsuit and went to join Taehyung and Jimin in the pool. As you descended the stairs down stairs and headed to the back patio, you thought about the last time you wore a bathing suit. You hadn't given much thought to it then, but the boys were acting strange around you then. Now that they had confessed that they loved you, was that weirdness because they were attracted to you even then?

As you stepped out into view, you watched their reaction. Your bathing suit was relatively more conservative than the cow print suit, but you could still the way the boys stood splashing each other and roved their eyes over you. "My beautiful muse," Taehyung called out to you dramatically, seemingly thinking this was some tragic romance drama and not a pool in a backyard. "Come join us!"

"Why should I?" You teased, walking over to stand above then as they leaned against the side of the pool, eager to be close to you.

"Because, we haven't seen you all day, baby." Jimin faux-pouted.

"You're the ones who decided to go to the pool. You could've stayed with me." You pouted back, much more effectively if the immediate guilt on their face told you anything.

"We're so sorry, little dove, we can hang out with you now." Taehyung offered, starting to pull out of the pool.

You shook your head turning and walking to a lounge chair near the pool, deciding to stop teasing them. "Don't worry, it's fine. You can stay in the pool." You stretched out on the chair and looked back at them, their eyes still trailing you like a hawk.

"You aren't going to swim, princess?" Jimin asked, eyes on your legs. His gaze flicked up to your eyes, flickers of heat building in the warm brown pools. "It's pretty hot out here."

"No, I'm good. I'm just going to enjoy the sun. Don't mind me." You tilted your head up to watch the clouds and heard the sound of water sloshing around, looking back over to see they had gotten out of the pool and come to your side.

♡

"If our little dove wants company, we're happy to help." Taehyung said, but you had the feeling he didn't just want to sit by your side by the way his eyes focused on your body, running a wet hand over your exposed stomach. "You look so good in this bathing suit."

"You think so?" You spoke, trying to keep calm. You had a feeling that if you showed any reaction to their teasing that they'd pounce on it.

"Mm," he hummed, a sneaky smile coming to his face. "But I don't think anything can beat how good you looked in that strappy one you had on the other vacation."

You covered your face with your arm, laughing but embarrassed. "I knew it, you guys were checking me out! I thought I was overthinking it back then."

"You weren't overthinking it," Taehyung chuckled. "You really looked so irresistible." He said, biting his lip as his eyes tossed over you again.

"Do you know how hard it was to not hold you the way we wanted to?" Jimin ran a finger up your arm, light touches swirling over your skin. "I can't believe all those people got to see you like that."

"When you're ours." Taehyung said, somewhere between a huff and a growl, leaning in to capture you lips in a searing kiss, every bit of desire he had poured into it as he licked into your mouth, sucking at your lips as he pulled back. As soon as he did, Jimin took his spot, every bit as heated as Taehyung, but more languid and sensual, tongue twining around yours like a dance.

"Have you been having fun on your honeymoon, dove?" Taehyung murmured into your ear as Jimin took over your mouth, trailing kisses up to your ear and biting at your ear lobe.

"We've heard from the other guys you've been having lots of fun." Jimin spoke as he pulled away, breath fanning over you, descending kisses down your neck to your collarbone. "Are you leaving us out of the festivities?"

"No, I just--"

"Just what? Just couldn't contain yourself? You needed their hands on you right away, right, princess?" Jimin cut you off with a smug smile as you were being left breathless by them.

"Well, we won't keep you waiting either, dove." Taehyung said, voice impossibly deep as he pulled back, pulling himself down to your thighs, starring to rub at your clit with no rhythm, driving you crazy with his unpredictable pattern. He'd rub at your clit and just as you thought you would get relief, he'd pull away, fingering into your heat just as fast, and then back, bringing you to the edge and back without mercy. While you were being practically tortured, Jimin was no help, kissing up and down your skin, sucking hickeys into the skin of your neck, shoulders, collarbone, anywhere he could taste.

He broke away from your skin, observing his work proudly and listening to you moan from the work of Taehyung's fingers. "Just listen to her," he said, looking at you with your head thrown back, arms gripping the chair tightly as if to hold yourself together. He chuckled, "She's going crazy."

"I bet your so sensitive, aren't you dove? The way you haven't had a break this whole vacation." Despite the way he had spoken as if he pitied you, he didn't let up at all, still torturing you with that crazy rhythm. "So wet and you didn't even get in the pool. Wasn't me to fuck you baby? Pound you into the chair?"

"Yes, please." You moaned out, lost in the sensation.

"So polite." He hummed. "Since you asked so nicely." He pulled back and entered you in one swift move. Jimin was still sucking at your chest, centered on your breasts and you gripped his hair, pulling his roots and making him let out a long moan. He reached down a hand, and as Taehyung focused on working you open on his cock, Jimin started tracing circles around your clit, steadier than Taehyung but light enough that it just wound you up, no relief in sight.

"Listen to how pretty she sounds." He sighed, pulling up from your nipple.

"So gorgeous, just fluttering around me. You're already close, aren't you baby?" Taehyung said, slowly pushing in and out as you got used to him inside you, pulling out to the tip then pressing back into you until you were hip to hip and again.

"Yes, don't stop, please." You begged.

"I don't plan to." He growled, lifting your leg over his shoulder, pulling you down the length of the pool chair towards him, settling on his knees on the floor next to the lounge. He let you settle there for a moment, repositioned you so he could hit your sweet spot, then started pounding into you, as wild and unpredictable as his fingers were, thrusting with so much force it bounced you backwards with each slam.

You could feel your orgasm rush over you, intense and long as he pounded you through it, making you whine out of oversensitivity when he didn't let up after the waves subsided. Your whimpers and whines only made him chuckle as you gripped at his shoulders, trying to ground yourself in him. "You got this baby, you can-- oh?"

He cut himself off, slowing down as his attention drifted above your head. "It looks like we have a stalker."

You tilt your head back as you caught your breath, looking up at the direction he was looking. In the upstairs window, you saw a flash of movement and the blinds closed shut fast, but you know what you saw.

Jungkook was watching you.

You didn't know he was still in the house, he must've stayed behind when they went to get food. "Let's go say hi to him, baby." Jimin laughed, and Taehyung scooped you into his arms, the three of you heading upstairs to the room Jungkook was in, the two maknaes rushing at the chance to tease him.

The door pushed open, Jungkook was standing there looking incredibly embarrassed but obviously turned on, red in the face and pants hastily buttoned if his lay still being down was any tell. "Guys, what are you--"

"We saw you~," Jimin cut him off smugly, stalking toward him as Taehyung laid you down onto the bed, still sticky and sweaty from your activities outside. Jungkook's eyes stuck you to you like glue despite trying to pretend like he was watching you, almost ignoring the way Jimin was taking his clothes off, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and pants.

"I don't-- I dunno why you're up here, weren't you swimming?" Jungkook said, voice hoarse and distracted as he watched Taehyung, now licking a stripe from your neck to your stomach.

"You're really gonna pretend? It's okay, we saw you looking. She's hard not to look at, isn't she?" Jimin said, pushing him closer to the bedside where you lay, a hand in Taehyung's hair. "Don't you wanna play with your bunny?" He whispered into his ear, ever the voice of temptation.

Jungkook's gaze darkened, biting his lip as he stared down at you. "Bunny?" He asked, wanting to join but wanting your permission first. You reached a hand out to him and he took it, you pulling him towards you.

"What do you want to do?" He murmured to you, still a bit flustered to have been caught and be suddenly in this position.

"Whatever you want, Kookie." You said back,

"Yeah, what do you want, Kookie?" Taehyung teased.

"I... I wanna fuck her." He brazenly admitted, and while that sent a flash of heat to your gut, you could tell that wasn't all he wanted to say.

"But that's not all you want, is it?" Jimin called him out on it, and Jungkook bit his lip again, hesitating.

"I... If it's okay, can I record you, bunny?"

"Okay." You agreed, already okay with it. You guess Jungkook had a penchant for recording during sex, but you suppose that made sense considering that he had a lot of interest in cameras. The idea of him having a collection of videos of you actually didn't make you as nervous as you're sure it would've when you first met them. Everything you had gone through with them has made you into a totally new person.

It seems that Jungkook had gotten pretty pent-up from watching you, his hardness springing out of his pants as he pulled his pants off to settle himself above you on the bed. He was fixated on your center as he rubbed himself against your wetness to lube himself up. Jimin and Taehyung settled themselves by your side as he pushed in, watching your face and listening to you moan as he started thrusting, setting a steady pace and easily getting you to another peak. Taehyung took your hand and settled it on his bulge and you started rubbing at it, twisting your hand around it and making him hiss in pleasure.

"Kookie," Jimin singsonged. "You're holding back."

"I just wanna make sure she enjoys it," he defended, and you reached your free hand up, cupping his cheek.

"I'll always enjoy it with you, oppa." You said, and almost as if on cue, Jungkook sped up, slamming his hips into yours. You gasped as he hit your g-spot with every quick thrust and he repositioned his grip on his phone, getting a clear shot of the way your breasts bounced with his thrusts and your hand wrapped around Taehyung's shaft faster. Jimin released himself from his pants as well, placing his length by your lips for you to suck as he reached over to play with one of your nipples.

With every passing moment, the sensation built until it overtook you, the sensitivity from earlier making you come on Jungkook's cock. You whimpered, squirming away from the stimulation and Jungkook moved his free hand to your neck, holding you down gently but firmly. "Take it baby, I know you can be a good girl for me." He huffed, thrusts getting sloppier as he fucked into you, chasing his own release.

You focused on sucking on Jimin, obscene whisper coming out of his mouth, praises and curses as he finished onto your face with melodious moans, the sights and sounds triggering Taehyung to finish onto your chest with a groan. Jungkook came inside you, collapsing onto you as he finished and catching his breath.

Coming down from your high, you heard Jimin giggle. "Let's end the video to the group chat." He suggested mischievously.

"You're crazy." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." Taehyung shrugged. "Their fault for leaving us alone."

"Only if Y/n's okay with it. What do you say, koala?" Jungkook teased, pushing himself up to look at you.

"Sure." You shrugged.

This was the wrong choice.

Awhile after the video was sent, you had almost forgotten about it in favor of focusing on the cuddles the maknaes were giving you, swaddled up in a warm pile. However, you heard the sound of a door slamming open downstairs and heavy footsteps marching towards the room, four large silhouettes filling the doorway looking displeased.

The hyungs were home.

And judging the looks on their faces, they weren't happy with being sent the video. They surveyed you all laying in bed together the maknaes mostly stunned for words, besides Jimin who looked all too pleased with himself. "You're back so soon." He hummed. "Did something make you hurry back?"

Jin shook his head, moving towards you and planting kisses on your foreheads. "Is our little sweetheart having fun without us?" He asked, pulling you up to look at the damage the maknaes had done. They had placed you in a button up, only one or two of the buttons actually done, not hiding any of the hickeys or bites they left on you.

"You letting the brats have a treat?" Yoongi asked, moving to pinch Jimin's cheek as the younger man kept laughing.

"You've all been with her this whole time." Taehyung pouted, trying to get mercy from the hyungs for teasing them.

"Look at how sensitive she is, you've clearly more than made up it." Hoseok commented, pointing out the way you jumped just from having his hands brush against your inner thighs.

"How do you feel, honey? Tired?" Namjoon asked.

You shake your head, looking up at them expectantly.

"Oh? Then, do you think you up for more?" Hoseok hummed, and you nodded.

"You know how to ask for things." Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "If you want something, say it."

"I want you." You said.

"To do what?"

"Anything. Just touch me." You really didn't care at this point, blissed out by the feeling of all of your loves showing their affection for you. No matter how much time passes, you don't think you'll ever get used to the feeling of their touches.

"I have an idea in mind." Namjoon pushed you up towards the head of the bed, the rest settling around you. Well, all of them tried to settle around you, but Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook were dragged aside by Yoongi and Hoseok, the two keeping them from participating since they already had their turn and decided to tease the hyungs at the same time. But, after they started using kisses and touches to keep them sated and docile off to the side, the maknaes didn't seem to be complaining, keeping themselves entertained while Namjoon took control.

"I don't think you need any preparing." Namjoon said, playing with your wet folds. He rubbed his cock against your entrance and pushed slowly. "Mm, I just slid right in." He groaned. He settled into a rhythm, deep hard strokes pulling moans and mewls out of you, making you grip at his shoulders, scratching your nails down his back. Namjoon hardly reacted only pressing closer. "You want me closer, sweetheart? How's this?" He asked, pulling your legs over his shoulders, practically folding you in half, his thrusts reaching deeper, making you feel impossibly full. He held you in place, you completely at his mercy he pounded into you, his gasps and groans right in your ear as he held you close, and you came, moaning his name into his ear as he spoke sweet whispers into your ears, filling you with a moan of your name.

He pulled back, leaving a trail of kisses down your cheek to your collarbone as he pulled away from you, you clinging to him still, reluctant to let him go. Jin chuckled, watching your eyes blink slower. It had likely been a long day for you, but he could tell you weren't ready to quit. If they had known you'd be so insatiable, they'd have brought more toys. Jin would make sure they all sat down and had a long talk about Dos and Don'ts in the bedroom with the addition of you to their usual dynamic.

But for now, he'd satisfy you as much as he could.

"Aw, look at you. You must be so tired." He cupped your cheek, tilting your head towards him as he sat back on his knees. "Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you." He positioned you onto his lap, holding your back to his chest and spreading your legs so the whole room had a clear view. The cum Namjoon had pumped into you started to leak out, dribbling down your thigh. "That won't do." He hummed, deciding to fuck it back into you, lining up his shaft with your entrance and pushing it back in. He impaled you, your moans filling the room as they quieted to focus on you, watching your face as Jin held you up, pistoning into you as you were held immobile by him, helpless to do anything but take it, eyes fluttering as you came.

After that, you were really nearing your limit, your legs twitching with just a soft touch to your core. Yoongi laughed at how you still pleaded him for more with the look in your eyes, Hoseok slinking up next to him, "Okay, baby, we'll go easy on you. What do you want us to do?"

"No fair, you're always so strict with us." Taehyung whined from where he was seated, enjoying the view.

"Look at this pretty girl, look how badly she wants it," Hoseok teased you. "We can't disappoint our baby."

"Can't I have you both? At the same time?" You looked to Hoseok, a little shyly. "You know, like we did on the beach?"

"You sure, baby?"

"Yes." You agreed immediately, your enthusiasm bringing another chuckle out of the men pleasuring you. Taking the wetness dripping down your leg, Hoseok worked your ass open gently, Yoongi relaxing you with kisses to your shoulder as you positioned yourself over him. As he prepared to push into your core, Hoseok pushed past your rim, the feeling of both of them filling you overwhelming in the best way.

"So perfect for us." Yoongi breathed as he and Hoseok settled to move in an offset rhythm. You could feel your body getting weak as they went in and out, and after a couple of hard thrusts from Hoseok, your legs gave out under you, making you fall onto Yoongi. Rather than interrupt his pattern, he just kept pushing into you, leaning over you and effectively sandwiching your body between the two of them. They exchanged a kiss over your shoulder, and then Yoongi tilted your head, kissing you softly but deeply as well. You felt your orgasm wash over you one last time and then promptly blacked out.

♡

Roused awake by caresses and kisses to your skin, Jin stood in front of you, some food placed on a fork and a bottle of water in his other hand. You yawned, stretching your arms over your head and then sat up to let him feed you. Jimin was the one cuddling you, holding you to his chest with the most adoring look on his face. You looked past him seeing everyone cuddled up together in various states of asleep and awake. "Are you rested, my queen?" He asked, softly caressing your hip.

You nodded, pecking him on the cheek in between bites of food from Jin. You smiled at him, "Remember when you hated me?"

He rolled his eyes, flopping backwards. "Ugh, let's not talk about it." You giggled as you finished your plate and he pulled you into him again. "I was right, you know," he started, walking his fingers up and down your tummy making you giggle. "Everyone did fall for you. I just didn't expect I would, too."

"I didn't think you'd be interested in me like that, even after you stopped hating me. I thought you just liked guys." You said, intertwining your hands together.

He shrugged, "I did. I experimented a little when I was still in denial, but it never felt as enjoyable. You, though," He pushed your hair back, studying you like you were the rarest thing in the world. "Something about you is so alluring. I've never enjoyed anything like this with a girl as much as I have with you."

"It's her heart. An authentic and genuine soul is more attractive than anything else." Jin smiled, getting up to put the dishes away. "Go back to resting, baby."

"But I wanna talk to you." You drawled, already falling back asleep.

"You have the rest of your life to, baby. We'll be here every step of the way. You've used a lot of energy. Sleep." He gave a kiss to your forehead, and you drifted off to dream land in the arms of your lovers.

You've never felt so whole.

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type : jimin x yoongi, yoonmin synopsis : what happens when these two soulmates find one another on the stage? status : ongoing. rating : pg-13. a/n : this was just supposed to be an imagine, but a few people expressed wanting me to make it an actual story. so, here it is... chapter two! this has also been posted on my ao3, if you'd like to see it on there, as well.

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TRIGGER WARNINGS : there’s really nothing to worry about in this chapter, aside from some cute moments.

"Yoongi, please get out of bed. Remember that you're supposed to meet up with Park Jimin today for your first rehearsal together in about… twenty minutes."

A loud groan escaped from beneath the pile of blankets that the male was cuddled up under, hands placed between his legs while lying in the fetal position - his most comfortable way to sleep.

"I know that you're my manager and all, but can you please loosen the reins just a little, Sejin hyung?"

"You know I can't do this. Now, come on. This is your job, remember? This is how you make money and provide for yourself."

Yoongi finally sat up in his bed with hair askew and stared at his manager with a look of irritation, but he still loved him endlessly. The man had been there for him for years and he was so glad that he had him by his side; trusting him with everything he had. "Okay, fine. But is money really worth it if I can't even take enough of a rest to enjoy it?"

"You can sleep after this project."

With a grumble, the resident grumpy pianist forced his tired body out of the large bed and slid his feet into the slippers on the floor so that he could hurry to the shower. Getting the male through his morning regimen and out the door with an iced coffee in hand only took about ten minutes, so there was still plenty of time to spare for him to make it to his destination - the practice room. He hadn't been in one of those in years, so it would be interesting to find out just how well a piano, or keyboard in his case, would sound with the echo.

Once they arrived, Manager Sejin came to his door and opened it for him so that he could "make his entrance" the right way. Not that it really mattered here… It wasn't a red carpet, after all. Despite that, he still decided to look as stylish as possible, because he had heard that the man that he was supposed to be working with was fairly handsome and fashion-forward. Yoongi lowered his glasses further down his nose and looked around once he had walked inside to an empty room, raising an eyebrow as his eyes locked onto the small keyboard in the corner. He clicked his tongue and glanced over his shoulder to Sejin (who was now standing off to the side to give room that they would need) for a moment, before giving the keyboard his attention again.

"I feel disrespected. The corner? What am I, in trouble?" He mumbled under his breath and then heard a giggle that sounded akin to a twinkle of a star that you'd hear in cartoons. What the hell was that?

He turned around curiously, pouty lips on full display so that he could face whoever had laughed at him. When their eyes locked, Yoongi felt like he had just been punched in the gut with how quickly he lost control of his breathing. Was this… the Park Jimin? This gorgeous creature?

"Don't worry, Min Yoongi-ssi. I just pushed it off to the side while I was practicing. I got here early, so I decided to get a little more work in… I'm sorry about making you wait. Had to refill my water." He lifted his bottle up now and shook it for extra effect, giving a small smirk.

The difference in drinks that the both of them had was almost comical, but Yoongi's name was synonymous with a black iced coffee; it was a part of his identity, so he couldn't turn back now.

"You must be Park Jimin. Nice to meet you."

He responded and bowed slightly in his spot, trying to at least be respectful - even if he didn't know the age of the other. Once it was returned to him, he cleared his throat and sipped a little more from his straw to enjoy the wonderful effects of the caffeine running through his veins. It was going to be much needed in the months to come and he wasn't sure whether he would ultimately end up dreading it or loving every moment spent with his partner - his member.

An hour had passed, and it had been completely filled with music, timing, dancing and repeating the same sequence over and over again. It was mentally taxing for Yoongi - not to mention it felt like his fingers were about to fall off - and physically exhausting for Jimin. The man hadn't stopped since he arrived, and he had to give him his props for it.

"Do you mind if we take a break for a bit? I feel like I'm going to pass out, if I don't." Jimin said softly and then went over to grab his water bottle, nearly collapsing onto his butt on the floor while he panted heavily. Yoongi hummed in response and looked down to his music sheet for the next song that they'd be working on before leaving for the night.

Glancing up slowly to take in the other male, Yoongi's eyes drifted from his head all the way down to his feet. How was he literally perfect everywhere? He was 100% sure that the same could be said for the parts of his body that were hidden beneath his clothes, but he instantly shook his head the moment his mind went there. What a pervert, Yoongi. Pay attention to your music and keep it in your pants.

"If you need to stop for the night, we can. We're almost done anyway, and we don't need you getting hurt or sick because of this. We have plenty of days and nights that we can work on it." Yoongi said and crossed his arms across his chest, glancing at the iced coffee cup that had sat there empty for a while now.

Jimin seemed to be a bit of a hard-headed individual, because when given the opportunity to go home and rest, he took it upon himself to get up from his spot on the floor so that he could pick up right back where they had left off. "Come on. No one needs to rest until our allotted time."

And so, another hour or so crept by and the both of them managed to finish up the last song, both ready to pass out in their own right. But not before eating a good meal. Luckily, as they were both packing up to go, Manager Sejin had returned from his little outing and got the both of them some Korean food from up the street. The two drooled at the sight and smell while it was being laid out for them on the floor and then grabbed their chopsticks, clicking them together in a "cheers" fashion so they could dig in.

"Thank you for the food, Yoongi-ssi… I will eat well." Jimin said with a bow of his head and then shoved some meat into his mouth almost immediately. Yoongi really wanted to chuckle at him, but he wasn't to the point of showing any full emotions to him quite yet. It always seemed to take him more time than others to warm up to someone, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, he supposed. He was slow to trust and that just meant that once he finally did, it made their friendship worth it in the end.

Once all of the food had been devoured and plenty of small talk ensued, they both stood and threw their trash away. It was now that point in time where they had to deal with awkward goodbyes, even though it didn't really seem that way to Yoongi.

"Well, I guess this is it… You did a really good job tonight, Jimin-ssi. Same time tomorrow or do we want to adjust our schedule a bit?" Yoongi asked softly, sounding a bit like a father instead of a colleague.

"Same time. I think today worked out well! If… That's okay with you, I mean." Jimin was so soft-spoken, and it was really interesting to him because he was actually the exact same way. They seemed to have a bit in common, it seemed.

"No, that's alright with me. Let's keep the time the same unless something comes up last minute." He nodded and then shoved his hands in his pocket, feeling a bit weird because Manager Sejin was just standing behind the both of them while waiting for Yoongi at the door to get him back inside of the car. "Do you need a drive home?"

Jimin's head shook a little, his small hand coming up to run his fingers through his hair and Yoongi just about passed away when the other's forehead was revealed to him. He couldn't believe that the gods had a favorite and he happened to be right in front of him. "No, I'll be just fine. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Jimin-ssi."