GOD, From Finale Part, Can I Get A Drabble Of Taekook X Reader In That Office Where Oc Finally Introduced

GOD, from finale part, can i get a drabble of taekook x reader in that office where oc finally introduced jungkook as her right hand man to taehyung pleeeeeeaaasssssseeeee IM JUST HORNYYYYYSDGEJHSA

pairing: jungkook x reader x taehyung genre: pwp, smut, filth, gang!au

tw: smut over the cut, penetrative sex, threesome, oral sex, tittie fuck, degradation, they cum all over your face, smack you with their cocks, its filthy, spanking, light choking, drug use, dom!tae & dom!kook 

wordcount: 1.5k

this is a drabble from Death Valley au | a/n: this....wow. thank you for the req. no like thank you. i wrote this in one sitting so i apologize for any errors. 

Taehyung didn't know what to think. He was fuming, but simultaneously impressed by your actions. He watched as you poured out a line of cocaine onto the magnificent desk, inhaling deeply before you smirked.

"Jungkook" Your command was evident. The tattooed man immediately stood, walking over to your side. You regarded him with interest, scanning his godlike figure. He didn't need any instructions to know exactly what you wanted, as he came up behind you, sliding his hands down your shoulders while catching your lips in a deep kiss.

The kisses grew increasingly passionate, hungry for more. Jungkook's hands palmed at your chest, greedily squeezing your breasts as he groaned into your mouth. 

Taehyung simply watched, observing the dynamic. You broke the kiss in order to look at him. Jungkook's lips trailing down your neck as he continued to fondle you from behind. You grabbed a cigarette, lighting it while your gaze remained locked on Taehyung.

"Well" You murmured, setting your lighter aside to take a quick puff. "Aren't you going to join us?"

Taehyung cursed under his breath, pulling off his leather jacket rapidly and tossing it aside before jumping onto your desk. He swung his legs in front of you, not wasting a second before he dragged you into his lap, your legs tight around his waist. You could feel his bulge growing against your stomach as he kissed you harshly. There was an animalistic ferocity to his movements, he had never been so turned on in his life.

"Fuck Y/n" He gripped your hips, allowing you to roll them against him, chasing subliminal relief. He needed more, but as he panted heavily, his mind went blank. Jungkook took the opportunity to begin undressing you, his arms reaching under yours to unbutton your blouse, gently sliding it off. He held your shoulders, leaning down to bite off the clasp of your bra.

Taehyung watched as the fabric loosened around you, falling off to the side. Jungkook growled, tugging you away from Taehyung. He turned you around, still caught between Taehyung's thighs as Jungkook began to suckle you, groaning intensely as he enjoyed the feeling of the soft flesh in his mouth.

Taehyung pulled your hips back onto his lap, grinding you against his crotch. He kissed your cheek, grinning at your fucked out eyes that were caught onto the way Jungkook was now unbuckling his belt. He quickly stepped out of his jeans, stroking his cock eagerly.

He pulled you into his arms, melting into your mouth once again as Taehyung took the opportunity to undress himself. You were caught up in Jungkook's hold, relishing the feeling of his thick lips against yours before you felt a harsh slap on your ass. It was Taehyung.

"You're such a fucking slut" He hissed, tearing your skirt just enough so he could gain access to your folds. He pulled you back, lining you up with his turgid length before shoving you down hard. Jungkook watched as you winced, the burn of his immense size filling you up so good.

Jungkook stroked your face as you adjusted to Taehyung. "You're doing so good baby, you look so fucking hot like this" He promised, contrasting the way Taehyung continued to mutter filth into your ears. "Can I fuck your tits baby?" You nodded, unable to find words as Taehyung began to thrust up, digging deep into your core in short, fierce blows. His grip on your hips was firm, not letting you move as he fucked you hard. Length nudging deeper and deeper with every flex of his hips.

Jungkook's lips molded against yours again, swallowing your pretty sighs as he flicked at your nipples. He grappled your breasts, pushing them together so he could slide his cock through the tight valley.

"Holy fuck baby" Jungkook's eyes rolled back as he began to slide up and down your chest, his nails digging into your flesh. His mouth still glued to yours, latching on as he continued to thrust wildly against you. "Baby...shit Y/n, so fucking good" He growled lowly, a heated pulse of pleasure coming over him as he stared into your eyes "You like this don't you hm? You like it when I fuck your tits like this?"

You whimpered, causing Jungkook to pummel you even harder. The friction causing you to clench down on Taehyung's cock, which continued to fuck into you.

"Tae let her bounce," Jungkook suggested. "Let her bounce on your cock like the dumb bitch she is" Taehyung groaned at the thought, wishing he could see the way you looked as he loosened his hold on your hips, instead sliding his hands around your throat.

"Tae--Taehyung" You screamed as he thrust you up hard, your entire body shaking up and down as he pounded up at you. Jungkook stared at you in amazement, stilling his own movements as your breasts swung over his cock without trying. He ran his fingers up your jaw, tilting your chin up at him where he leaned down close.

His breath was hot, fanning against your cheeks. You tried to blush, his pretty eyes overwhelming you with their beauty but he held you steady.

"Filthy girl" He grinned, nose brushing against yours, "Aren't you ashamed, letting us both take you like this? On your very desk? Hm?"

Taehyung's hands slid to your chest while Jungkook pulled his cock away, pulling your face down so he could rub his tip all over your, smearing his precum over your eyelids. "Filthy" Jungkook clicked his tongue, spitting down where you looked at him with large, beady eyes.

Taehyung kissed all over your back, easing his thrusts momentarily as Jungkook placed his cock at your trembling lips. "You wan' it?" He taunted, baby talking you. "Yeah? Does our filthy little girl wanna suck daddy's big cock? Hm?"

"Yeah...wanna" Taehyung pulled your ass back on him hard, piercing you with his length. You walls tightened, eliciting a sharp groan. "Wanna s-suck your dick"

"So fucking needy" Jungkook teased, rolling his cock over your cheeks before pushing it ever so slightly between your lips, enjoying the way you sucked the tip like a lollipop. Tongue flickering over the slit. "My needy little girl, so good for me. So fucking pretty sucking on daddy's cock like a dumb--"

"God can you shut up Jungkook" Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Just fuck the bitch already" The irritation in his voice had you gushing, and Taehyung noticed. He smirked, smacking the side of your thigh. "Ride me"

You hummed in understanding as Jungkook stuffed your face with cock. Hands gripping your hair so he could pull you in, fucking you deep in the throat. You gagged, sloppily working him off. Jungkook enjoyed the drool escaping the edges of your mouth, making you look like a fucked out cocksleeve.

"Get up" Taehyung pushed you off of him, causing you to choke on Jungkook's dick before landing back on the desk with a thud. "Open wide baby" You stretched your mouth, unsure if they both would fit but somehow they managed. Taehyung tugged at his cock, rapidly moving his wrist as he inserted himself into your cheek, cooing at the way it bulged. "God you look so hot like this"

You brought your hands up, each taking a cock and stroking them. Your tongue, flailing rapidly between the two, trying to give each the same amount of attention as they pushed into you.

"Stick your tongue out baby..." Taehyung mumbled, pinching your nipples causally as you took him. "Nice and long for us okay. You nodded, flattening your tongue as the two men pulled out, whacking their lengths against your face before spilling out all over you. You shook your head, loving the way the hot drizzle fell all over you as they rubbed the sticky cum into your face and tongue.

"Holy shit that's hot" Jungkook whined, hips bucking as another stream of cum went flying over you. You smiled lazily, allowing yourself to get doused in their seed.

The boys panted, stepping away to admire how ruined you looked.

"I'll go get a towel" Jungkook said, quickly pulling his pants on.

"And I'll go run you a bath" Taehyung added, quickly stepping away. You chuckled.

"Boys"

They froze, exchanging guilty looks. You spread your legs, grabbing your cigarette once again as you leaned back. Pushing the bud to the edge of your lips as you took a deep breath. You snapped your fingers.

"You know what to do"

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GOD, from finale part, can i get a drabble of taekook x reader in that office where oc finally introduced jungkook as her right hand man to taehyung pleeeeeeaaasssssseeeee IM JUST HORNYYYYYSDGEJHSA

pairing: jungkook x reader x taehyung genre: pwp, smut, filth, gang!au

tw: smut over the cut, penetrative sex, threesome, oral sex, tittie fuck, degradation, they cum all over your face, smack you with their cocks, its filthy, spanking, light choking, drug use, dom!tae & dom!kook 

wordcount: 1.5k

this is a drabble from Death Valley au | a/n: this....wow. thank you for the req. no like thank you. i wrote this in one sitting so i apologize for any errors. 

Taehyung didn't know what to think. He was fuming, but simultaneously impressed by your actions. He watched as you poured out a line of cocaine onto the magnificent desk, inhaling deeply before you smirked.

"Jungkook" Your command was evident. The tattooed man immediately stood, walking over to your side. You regarded him with interest, scanning his godlike figure. He didn't need any instructions to know exactly what you wanted, as he came up behind you, sliding his hands down your shoulders while catching your lips in a deep kiss.

The kisses grew increasingly passionate, hungry for more. Jungkook's hands palmed at your chest, greedily squeezing your breasts as he groaned into your mouth. 

Taehyung simply watched, observing the dynamic. You broke the kiss in order to look at him. Jungkook's lips trailing down your neck as he continued to fondle you from behind. You grabbed a cigarette, lighting it while your gaze remained locked on Taehyung.

"Well" You murmured, setting your lighter aside to take a quick puff. "Aren't you going to join us?"

Taehyung cursed under his breath, pulling off his leather jacket rapidly and tossing it aside before jumping onto your desk. He swung his legs in front of you, not wasting a second before he dragged you into his lap, your legs tight around his waist. You could feel his bulge growing against your stomach as he kissed you harshly. There was an animalistic ferocity to his movements, he had never been so turned on in his life.

"Fuck Y/n" He gripped your hips, allowing you to roll them against him, chasing subliminal relief. He needed more, but as he panted heavily, his mind went blank. Jungkook took the opportunity to begin undressing you, his arms reaching under yours to unbutton your blouse, gently sliding it off. He held your shoulders, leaning down to bite off the clasp of your bra.

Taehyung watched as the fabric loosened around you, falling off to the side. Jungkook growled, tugging you away from Taehyung. He turned you around, still caught between Taehyung's thighs as Jungkook began to suckle you, groaning intensely as he enjoyed the feeling of the soft flesh in his mouth.

Taehyung pulled your hips back onto his lap, grinding you against his crotch. He kissed your cheek, grinning at your fucked out eyes that were caught onto the way Jungkook was now unbuckling his belt. He quickly stepped out of his jeans, stroking his cock eagerly.

He pulled you into his arms, melting into your mouth once again as Taehyung took the opportunity to undress himself. You were caught up in Jungkook's hold, relishing the feeling of his thick lips against yours before you felt a harsh slap on your ass. It was Taehyung.

"You're such a fucking slut" He hissed, tearing your skirt just enough so he could gain access to your folds. He pulled you back, lining you up with his turgid length before shoving you down hard. Jungkook watched as you winced, the burn of his immense size filling you up so good.

Jungkook stroked your face as you adjusted to Taehyung. "You're doing so good baby, you look so fucking hot like this" He promised, contrasting the way Taehyung continued to mutter filth into your ears. "Can I fuck your tits baby?" You nodded, unable to find words as Taehyung began to thrust up, digging deep into your core in short, fierce blows. His grip on your hips was firm, not letting you move as he fucked you hard. Length nudging deeper and deeper with every flex of his hips.

Jungkook's lips molded against yours again, swallowing your pretty sighs as he flicked at your nipples. He grappled your breasts, pushing them together so he could slide his cock through the tight valley.

"Holy fuck baby" Jungkook's eyes rolled back as he began to slide up and down your chest, his nails digging into your flesh. His mouth still glued to yours, latching on as he continued to thrust wildly against you. "Baby...shit Y/n, so fucking good" He growled lowly, a heated pulse of pleasure coming over him as he stared into your eyes "You like this don't you hm? You like it when I fuck your tits like this?"

You whimpered, causing Jungkook to pummel you even harder. The friction causing you to clench down on Taehyung's cock, which continued to fuck into you.

"Tae let her bounce," Jungkook suggested. "Let her bounce on your cock like the dumb bitch she is" Taehyung groaned at the thought, wishing he could see the way you looked as he loosened his hold on your hips, instead sliding his hands around your throat.

"Tae--Taehyung" You screamed as he thrust you up hard, your entire body shaking up and down as he pounded up at you. Jungkook stared at you in amazement, stilling his own movements as your breasts swung over his cock without trying. He ran his fingers up your jaw, tilting your chin up at him where he leaned down close.

His breath was hot, fanning against your cheeks. You tried to blush, his pretty eyes overwhelming you with their beauty but he held you steady.

"Filthy girl" He grinned, nose brushing against yours, "Aren't you ashamed, letting us both take you like this? On your very desk? Hm?"

Taehyung's hands slid to your chest while Jungkook pulled his cock away, pulling your face down so he could rub his tip all over your, smearing his precum over your eyelids. "Filthy" Jungkook clicked his tongue, spitting down where you looked at him with large, beady eyes.

Taehyung kissed all over your back, easing his thrusts momentarily as Jungkook placed his cock at your trembling lips. "You wan' it?" He taunted, baby talking you. "Yeah? Does our filthy little girl wanna suck daddy's big cock? Hm?"

"Yeah...wanna" Taehyung pulled your ass back on him hard, piercing you with his length. You walls tightened, eliciting a sharp groan. "Wanna s-suck your dick"

"So fucking needy" Jungkook teased, rolling his cock over your cheeks before pushing it ever so slightly between your lips, enjoying the way you sucked the tip like a lollipop. Tongue flickering over the slit. "My needy little girl, so good for me. So fucking pretty sucking on daddy's cock like a dumb--"

"God can you shut up Jungkook" Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Just fuck the bitch already" The irritation in his voice had you gushing, and Taehyung noticed. He smirked, smacking the side of your thigh. "Ride me"

You hummed in understanding as Jungkook stuffed your face with cock. Hands gripping your hair so he could pull you in, fucking you deep in the throat. You gagged, sloppily working him off. Jungkook enjoyed the drool escaping the edges of your mouth, making you look like a fucked out cocksleeve.

"Get up" Taehyung pushed you off of him, causing you to choke on Jungkook's dick before landing back on the desk with a thud. "Open wide baby" You stretched your mouth, unsure if they both would fit but somehow they managed. Taehyung tugged at his cock, rapidly moving his wrist as he inserted himself into your cheek, cooing at the way it bulged. "God you look so hot like this"

You brought your hands up, each taking a cock and stroking them. Your tongue, flailing rapidly between the two, trying to give each the same amount of attention as they pushed into you.

"Stick your tongue out baby..." Taehyung mumbled, pinching your nipples causally as you took him. "Nice and long for us okay. You nodded, flattening your tongue as the two men pulled out, whacking their lengths against your face before spilling out all over you. You shook your head, loving the way the hot drizzle fell all over you as they rubbed the sticky cum into your face and tongue.

"Holy shit that's hot" Jungkook whined, hips bucking as another stream of cum went flying over you. You smiled lazily, allowing yourself to get doused in their seed.

The boys panted, stepping away to admire how ruined you looked.

"I'll go get a towel" Jungkook said, quickly pulling his pants on.

"And I'll go run you a bath" Taehyung added, quickly stepping away. You chuckled.

"Boys"

They froze, exchanging guilty looks. You spread your legs, grabbing your cigarette once again as you leaned back. Pushing the bud to the edge of your lips as you took a deep breath. You snapped your fingers.

"You know what to do"

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death valley (m)| part 12

summary: a summer internship at a famous record label turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize

pairing: ot7 x f.reader smut ft: jungkook x reader, jin x reader

genre: smut. yandere. mystery. thriller. gang!au rockstar!au

wordcount: 7k

warnings: multiple & explicit smut scenes. buckle up. very rough sex, possessive & obsessive behaviors, yandere behaviors, penetrative sex, oral sex, emotional and slight physical abuse, manipulation, fighting. like fighting fighting., guns, shootings, aggressive gun play, spanking, slapping, hair pulling, spitting, leg...grinding?, choking, coersive sex, threats/blackmail, depictions of panic/fear, mourning, mentions of murder, jimin isnt dead so dw, crying, dacryphilia if you squint, so much dirty talk, degradation, praise, pet names, toxic relationships, mentions of torture (not described), one car chase, drug use, jealousy, use of the word “crazy”, dom!jin...yeah, dom!jungkook, jungkook goes hard on you tbh, lots of kissing, rockstar!namjoon is coming yall, reader is a baddie but also needy as fuck

series navi | masterlist | part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | finale (lite) | finale (dark) part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | 

It’s easy to take people you love for granted. Until they’re gone for good. Flashing on the television in front of you was a picture of Jimin, looking just beautiful. His hair slick with sweat. Low cut shirt hanging against his gorgeous body. Leather jacket snug over his shoulders. Unfortunately, the adjacent headline didn’t match.

Sources confirm that Park Jimin is no longer planning to continue with his tour for the time being. Fans can expect full refunds. Meanwhile the stock prices of his label took a big hit as…

Jimin was missing. You had assumed he walked away fine, but if Yoongi was here with you then perhaps…perhaps he killed him.

Your heart clenched at the realization that you may not ever see that bratty smile of his again. His teasing tone, his infuriating attitude. Those dreamy eyes, lush lips. His soft whispers and sweet smiles—you gasped. Desperately searching not for air, but an escape from your reality. 

Shutting your eyes, you thought back to happier times. Moments lost amongst a large crowd— singing at the top of your lungs as Jimin’s fingers amazed you with the way they trailed effortlessly over his guitar. The way he’d catch your eyes at almost every show, sending a wink your way before flipping his sweat-ridden hair back, brows furrowed as he chased a high note. The night ending in your fading screams.

Screams that resembled those that left your parted lips when he would fuck you hard, like he did that one night backstage. When he would choke you, batter you with filthy words as he’d fill you up— always taking you raw. The only way he liked it. Then he’d kiss you softly, adoring every inch of you. Shower you with compliments, you were the most beautiful to him. He really loved you—hadn’t he. Your dream came true and you took it for granted. Guilt surged within you.

You jumped—the television suddenly snapping off. Yoongi paced up behind you, sliding his arms over your shoulders to place a soft kiss on your cheek. “Why are you watching that?” He hummed, peppering your face with love. His actions sweet, but his tone filled with bitterness. Within his hold you melted yet again, unable to forget the way the two of you made love the night before. Only for you to wake up feeling sick to the core in the arms of a monster.

“I can’t watch the news?” You deadpanned. “Oh…I can’t watch the news if JIMIN is on it?” Hissing, Yoongi gripped your throat, forcing your face to turn towards him. His eyes intense, seething. This only fueled your desire to taunt him further. You felt a sudden rush of boldness—how far would he go?

“What did I say about saying that name?” His words seemed to drag reluctantly through gritted teeth before piercing you in the heart. You held his gaze in a silent wrestle for power. Not wavering. Not blinking. Pushing one another to the limit. Curious to see who’d snap first. Finally he loosened his grip. “Sorry”

You shrugged him off, leaving the couch to distract yourself with his impressive assortment of fruits. Coming up behind you, he rested his cheek on your back, palms curling around your hips as he swayed you slightly. Ignoring his actions, you pulled out the kitchen knife, intending on slicing through an orange when he slid his hand over yours.

He twirled the knife with familiar ease, settling a tight grip on the handle. Thin metal sheathing through the rough, bright skin of the fruit, wet sounds of leaking juice as he continued to cut deeper. “Sleep well my love?” Your eyes fixated on the fruit, now halved, as Yoongi turned it over, cutting through it’s flesh once again.

Faintness overcame you, as you felt your consciousness diminishing with the quartered slices of fruit being cut one last time. Driving the edge of the knife into the core, before reaching his final, ideal piece. Your body began to shake—causing Yoongi to glance at you with concern.

“Here” He picked up a slice, pushing against your rigidly clamped teeth, forcing your mouth open to receive the fruit. He observed the way you bit down, the tart flavor exploding in your mouth, tantalizing you to ignore the acidic sour through an overwhelming sweetness.

Gulping it down, your nausea spread as words began to replay in your mind. You know who did it. Don’t fucking lie to yourself. Your breath escaped you as Yoongi pulled the fruit out of your mouth, swooping down to lick the juice off the edges of your parted lips. His tongue gliding its way into your mouth, exchanging a moment of affection.

“Did I scare you my love?” Yoongi whispered, hands trailing up and down your arms. “You know I didn’t mean to, hm?” He took a piece of the fruit, sucking on it nonchalantly before tossing it into the trash. You glanced at the door, wondering if there was any chance at all that you could make a run for it. “If you just follow my one rule, you know I’d never raise my voice at you right princess?” He sighed deeply, eyes flickering down your shirt where he suddenly felt an urge to take you there on the counter.

“Did you kill him?” Yoongi crooned his neck, trying to ensure he heard what you said. You shut your eyes, gripping the knife in front of you for comfort. “Did you kill…J-Jimin?” You ducked, anticipating Yoongi’s rage. To your surprise—he said nothing. Instead he looked at you with mused interest.

“And what if I did? What would you do hm?”

You gave him the nastiest look you could conjure. “Fuck. You.” Immediately, he covered your hand on the knife, yanking your hand up to press the blade against your cheek, letting the flat edge roll over your burning skin.

“Oh I will princess. Every single day.” Sliding the knife away, you hissed as a small cut appeared on your face. Luckily for you, a knock on the door came—or you were almost certain he could have killed you right there.

Namjoon stood timidly at the door. He looked over to you immediately, eyes widening with concern as he noticed the scar on your face.

Yoongi groaned in irritation, “Namjoon will take you to work and I’ll join you shortly” He watched as you begrudgingly followed the man out the door, as it close behind you Namjoon pulled you aside, tracing your cut with his finger.

“I sweat to god if he—“ Namjoon clenched his fist, ready to barge back inside and beat his boss senseless. You latched onto his muscular arm, shaking your head.

“It’s fine. I’m fine” He growled, but obeyed nevertheless. Grabbing your shoulders, he pinned you against the wall, slanting his lips onto yours. “N-not here” You gasped, pushing him away “He’ll kill you”

Namjoon sighed. He knew you were right. Something bitter ticked within him. Yoongi was turning out to be a pain the ass. He wasn’t about to stand by and let you get manipulated by some abusive man. Did you really love Yoongi? Namjoon had been convinced of it at the time, but he was starting to wonder. What happened that made you throw yourself at him the other night? Did you perhaps realize that you wanted someone else?

Someone…like him?

-

Hobi’s thumb slid rapidly against the screen of his new cellphone. Rolling his eyes, he tossed it aside, cursing under his breath. His inbox had been flooded ever since Jimin had gone silent, media eager to know his whereabouts.

He licked his lips, deep in thought as he tried to figure out his next move. Yoongi evidently wasn’t paying any mind to the fact his label was falling apart. He had intended on remaining loyal to Yoongi, even after finding out the truth, but Namjoon had managed to change his mind, showing him what an insane man he really was. Namjoon had pleaded Hobi to overtake the label from him, and in doing so ruin Jimin’s career, and jumpstart his own.

Hobi entertained the eager singer. Knowing that he was far too naive to actually pull through. Taehyung had approached him with a proposition shortly after and here he was, sitting besides the man whom he thought to be an enemy, now an ally. Taehyung’s legs were popped up on the couch, examining a new pack of bullets before sliding them into his revolver.  

“Just drop something to distract them” Taehyung suggested. “Kim Namjoon. He’s decent right? Just drop a song of his”

“I dunno…it might piss Yoongi off too much” Hobi muttered. Taehyung rolled his eyes.

“Exactly. Yoongi’s a fucking mess when he’s angry. It’s perfect. He’ll go insane on Namjoon, get that bitch out of our way too” Hobi frowned, not ideally wanting to hurt the kind intern. Namjoon desperately wanted Jimin kicked out of his contract. But Hobi knew better. Jimin was a cash crop, his die hard fans willing to sell out each of his shows within minutes. Namjoon’s music was good, but not good enough to be worth dropping an artist like Park Jimin.

“Alright, alright fine” Hobi said. He grabbed his laptop, pulling up Namjoon’s demos. Sighing deeply, he uploaded them onto the site. Once he pressed submit he gasped, hits came rolling in by the second. “Oh God”

“What?” Taehyung sat up in concern, watching as Hobi began to laugh hysterically.

“He’s going viral”

-

A catchy drum beat began to pick up—radio buzzing through Namjoon’s black Cadillac. You hummed along, not recognizing the song but feeling familiar with the singer’s voice—wait a minute.

“Namjoon” You tapped his thigh rapidly, turning  the volume of the song up to hear more clearly. “Oh my God Namjoon—it’s your song” Focused on the road, he didn’t process your words as he made a turn into the parking lot. “Namjoon!”

“Hm?” He rolled his tongue in his cheek, looking around for a parking spot.

“Your song is on the fucking radio Joon” The car came to a screeching halt once Namjoon finally registered what he heard. He blinked at the dashboard, changing the stations to ensure that he wasn’t hallucinating. You squealed in excitement, pulling him into a tight hug. “Congratulations!! You finally did it! You’re finally gonna be a rockstar”

Tears welled in his eyes— he couldn’t even believe it. Glancing at you, so excited and proud, he succumbed to emotion. Lips smashing against yours. He had your face heating with want. Through the intentional glide of his lips, pressed tight against your own, he reeled you in, kissing you passionately. You couldn’t bring yourself to back away, until suddenly you felt something flash in front of your closed eyes.

The two of you practically jumped off of one another, but it was too late. Paparazzi hounded the vehicle, having an absolute field day. “Shit” Namjoon snapped, slamming his fist into the steering wheel “Shit. Shit. Shit! I just kissed Park Jimin’s girlfriend didn’t I?” He buried his face into his palms.

You passed a weak smile to the cameras before pulling down the sun visor to block the prying lenses. “Hey—any PR is good PR”

“Not when Yoongi’s gonna fucking blow my brains out” Namjoon whined “Goddamit” He licked his lips. “Well fuck, might as well give them a show” He grabbed the back of your neck pulling you in but not before you pushed him away. He made a face, which you ignored—contemplating the repercussions of your actions. If Yoongi laid a hand on Namjoon, you didn’t know what you would do. There was no way you were about to let that happen.

Carefully, you exited the car, hiding your face with your palm before going to Namjoon’s side and helping him out. You dragged him inside as fast you could. The second you walked in the entire staff, collected in the lobby, erupted in applause. Namjoon blushed.

As the claps died down, one remained—belonging to non other than Hobi himself. You noticed the way he winked at Namjoon, before clearing his throat. “Congrats buddy. You passed Jimin’s comeback sales with your debut already”

You gaped at him. It simply wasn’t possible. They hadn’t promoted Namjoon at all. Namjoon hugged the songwriter tightly, thanking him.

You pursed your lips. Something was off but you had larger issues at the moment. Slipping away you creeped into Yoongi’s office, determined to search through his things before he arrived. You were going to find that goddamn disc. You were going to destroy Death Valley if it was the last thing you did.

Carefully sliding the door shut behind you, you locked yourself in. The hairs on the back of your neck coming to attention as you heard a sinister laugh.

Oh. My. God. You carefully turned, blood running cold.

“Y-you’re alive?”

-

Jungkook arrived at your apartment complex, a sense of familiarity as he went up the elevator. He missed living with you. He had barely been able to sleep the past few days. The inner turmoil consuming him of ever aiming a gun at you.

You were the only person who took him seriously besides Namjoon. Despite all the warnings, you had placed your faith in him. Only for him to turn around and betray you like everyone else. He didn’t want to. He really didn’t. His respect for you was unparalleled. But he fucked up. 

Now, he may as well profit off of the less-than-ideal situation.

Yoongi stood in his doorway, cigarette in his lips. Jungkook scoffed as the gangster snapped for him to follow. Not even bothering with a greeting. Jungkook did not like Yoongi at all. From what he could gather the man was rude, impulsive, and just an all around nasty person.

“Did you do it?” Jungkook shook his head, arms folding over his chest. He had looked everywhere for Jimin after losing track of you. He was almost certain the star was dead.

“He’s gone” Jungkook didn’t exactly lie. But Yoongi heeded the good news regardless. “Where’s my money?” Yoongi clicked his tongue, smirking.

“Not so fast street rat” Jungkook clenched his fist “I need you to do one more thing for me. I’ll double your pay”

“What?” Rolling his eyes, Jungkook watched as Yoongi pulled up an article on his phone. The headline showing a picture of you and Namjoon kissing in a car. Jungkook almost laughed. You little minx. He felt strangely proud of you.

“Kill him”

“Excuse me?” Yoongi groaned, grabbing his gun from his back pocket. Jungkook quickly did the same.

“You know you can’t kill me dumbass. Do as I say. 4 million” Jungkook gulped. It was moments like this that had him gaining his infamous title as a rat. Would he really sell out one of his oldest customers, one of his closest friends? But also. 4 million dollars. He could do a lot with that kind of money.

“Fine” Jungkook grumbled, lowering his aim. “I’ll do it. I’ll get rid of Namjoon” 

Yoongi’s phone began to ring, Jungkook’s stomach flipped upon seeing the contact name. Kim Taehyung. Yoongi’s expression was confused, but he answered nevertheless.

“Is this some sick jo—“ Jungkook watched as Yoongi’s eyes darkened. “You bastard I swear to god if you lay a—“ His fists were clenched, knuckles almost white. Who the fuck?

Yoongi threw the phone across the room, prompting Jungkook to duck as the television behind shattered to pieces. He screamed, pounding his fist into the counter. He turned to Jungkook, a look of utter trepidation.

“Jin’s alive” Jungkook’s mouth went dry. No way. He had shot him himself. “And he has Y/n. Shit. Come with me to the label right now, she’s in danger”

-

Jin sighed, clicking off his phone as he turned to you. “Why do you look so afraid?” He teased, knowing full well how petrified you were of him. He had missed it, the way you would quiver and tremble in his presence. He wanted to pin you against the wall, stuff your mouth with your panties and rail his cock into your tight cunt, but that would have to wait.

Taehyung had been explicit in his instructions. He wasn’t to harm you nor anyone else. His mission was arresting Yoongi. Nothing more, nothing less.

But Jin had other plans. Plans Taehyung would never approve of, but he could care less about the sleazy bastard. In the back of Jin’s mind, he knew he would kill Taehyung the most ruthlessly, for getting away with fucking you time and time again. But first he wanted Yoongi. Oh the things he wanted to do to Yoongi. He wanted to pry his teeth out one by one. He wanted you to watch as he did it. Suck his cock while he did it.

Then Jimin. Lucky for him, Taehyung had Jimin tied up and waiting just for him. All the cards were in play.

“How’s paradise with Yoongi been? You believe what I said yet? See how crazy he is hm?” You pursed your lips, only making Jin laugh “Hate being wrong don’t you? It’s okay. Happens. Don’t worry I’m not gonna touch you…yet.” His eyes flashed, “Unless you want me t—“

“I do” You blurted. Jin tilted his head, shocked by your eagerness. “God I want to fuck you.”

He grinned, teeth on display before licking his lips “Well be my guest”

There was no hesitation in your step. Jin would have been suspicious, but was far too distracted by the way his cock stirred as you lowered yourself in front of him. 

Cupping your cheek in his hand, he slapped you lightly. Then again, enjoying the way you would recoil, cheek flushing at the impact. Grabbing a hand full of your hair he pulled you back, straining your neck as he spit onto you.

“Filthy. You’re filthy” He chuckled, reaching down to smack your tits. Your lips were glued shut, taking the hits with ease. He hissed, pulling your head suddenly and stuffing your face between his legs. He rolled his hips into you, muffling your face as you whimpered. His restrained cock pressing against your cheek. Yanking you back again he could see the hate in your eyes. “You’re so cute when you’re mad.” 

He slid his foot between your thighs, pressing his calf against your trembling cunt. He moved his leg up and down, created some much needed friction as you mewled.

“Like that?” Jin chuckled. You whined, twitching as he sped up. He kneed your stomach when you didn’t respond, making you yelp. “I asked you a question”

“Yeah” Your voice was high pitched, desperate as you savored the feeling of his hard leg under you, rubbing yourself all over him. “Fuck. Jin—fuck”

“Oh” Jin snickered “Baby’s wet already?” He bent down, reaching to fondle your breasts. You gasped at his touch. He loved the sounds you would make. He pinched, pulled and smacked at you over your hoodie, all while you began to grind faster on his leg.

“Please Jin…want you really—bad” You gasped. He grabbed your jaw, turning your head painfully upwards. Grabbing his gun from his jacket, he traced the side of your face with the weapon. The cool sheen of the metal sending shivers down your spine.

“This is fully loaded baby” click. He pulled the trigger, your eyes widening “Suck it” You puckered your lips, allowing him to press the tip against them. He’d jut the barrel forward, making you whimper in fear, teasing as though he would pull the trigger.

Pulling the gun out, he licked your saliva from it, humming pleasantly before nudging it back in. Forcing your mouth open, Jin ruthlessly shoved the gun down your throat. Filling you, he held your face, not letting you move away as you began to choke all over it.

“Mmmffphh” You gagged as Jin began pumping the weapon in and out of your throat, throughly amused by how shit scared you looked.

He angled the gun up into the top of your mouth, making you wince in pain. “You look like such a dumb fucking whore right now”

Removing the gun, he released you, allowing you to fall back and catch your breath. You coughed, feeling Jin’s legs wrap around your shoulder, trapping your head into his thick thighs. His fingers combed through your hair, stroking you like a pet. Clenching into a handful, he pulled you up.

“Wanna fuck your mouth” He pressed his nose against yours “Your man’s gonna be here soon. I want you to suck my cock good, otherwise he’ll die” Roughly he dragged you under the desk, not caring as your head hit the edge of the table.

Dizzily you undid his pants, watching his long, slick cock pop out. You met his eyes, licking your lips. You flattened your tongue, allowing him to slide his hot length on. Wrapping your tongue around it like a snake. Rolling it around his girth as you hollowed your cheeks, moving back and forth. The pop when you would loosen your jaw momentarily before doing it all over again. His eyes fluttered, loving the feeling of you rapidly sucking on him.

Jin grinned, hearing the lock of the door jiggle as Yoongi stormed inside. He was absolutely enraged. Behind him Jungkook stood warily.

“Jungkook close the door. I can’t cause a scene here” Yoongi hissed. You could feel Jin’s cock twitch in your mouth as he began to push and pull you on his cock quickly.

“Min Yoongi. We finally get to truly meet each other. I’ve heard so much about you”

Yoongi gritted his teeth. “Where. Is. She.” Jin knew he won’t shoot him. Jin also knew that as long as Yoongi though he had you captive, he wouldn’t actually lay a hand on him.

“Ah well, if you want to see her, you’re gonna have to do as I—”

“Get up” Jungkook said dryly. He understood Jin’s fucked up mind too well. “Yoongi she’s here. He wouldn’t let her out of his sight if he had her” Yoongi’s eyes quivered. He grabbed the edge of the desk, using all his strength to push it aside revealing you, mouth full of cock, eagerly pumping and sucking away like a whore.

Yoongi reacted without thinking, grabbing you and pulling you away from Jin. You stumbled back while Jin got up, quickly tugging up his pants as Yoongi attempted to kick him in the balls. Jin was fast, moving to the side, but Yoongi anticipated him, running and pushing him against the wall. He swung a hard punch into his face.

Unfortunately for him, Jin was a fighter. Jin dodged him with ease, grabbing his wrist and twisting it—switching places him. The two men went at each other while you gathered yourself turning to Jungkook.

Jungkook, noticing that Yoongi was at a severe disadvantage without a gun decided to step in the fight. He yanked Jin off of Yoongi, tossing him aside.

Jin spat blood out onto the floor, grinning widely as he looked back up at Yoongi. “Come and get me kingpin” He stuck out his tongue, reaching for the door and rushing outside. Yoongi scrambled to follow him—Jungkook following behind until you quickly grabbed his sleeve, pulling him back.

“What the hell Y/n?” Jungkook snapped, stopping in his tracks.

A moment of silence passed. It was too late for Jungkook to chase after the two men now. He looked at you expectantly.

“Why were you with Yoongi?” Jungkook swallowed thickly, biting his lip. He could sense you were shaken up. “What were you doing? What did he have you do?”

Jungkook stammered, seeing your growing anger. “Y/n—“ You held your hand up, silencing him.

“Answer the question.”

“I—Yoongi wanted me to…” Jungkook paused, contemplating whether he should come clean or not. He hated being at odds with you. It felt unnatural.

“Kill Jimin?” You finished for him, scoffing at his guilty reaction.  You rolled your eyes “Wow. Wow. They were right about you—you’re just a—“

“Don’t say it”—“Greedy”—“Stop.”—“Little”

Jungkook hissed, pinning you against the wall. “Please don’t. You’re the only one who doesn’t call me that. I thought you respected me. I never did anything to you.” The desperation in his voice was evident.

The two of you panted heavily, faces barely inches away. Jungkook’s eyes exchanged rapidly between your eyes and your lips. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to shoot at you” His voice barely above a whisper.

“Really? That’s what you’re gonna say?” You laughed, turning away from him. “You could have killed me Jungkook. What then?”

“Don’t act all innocent Y/n” Jungkook’s face neared yours, eyes intense, burning into you “You would have screwed me over to run away with your little prince charming Yoongi” Jungkook noticed the way you froze at Yoongi’s reference. He searched your eyes. “What? What is it?”

You shook your head “Nothing. Did you do it? Did you kill Jimin?”

Jungkook sighed “No. I couldn’t find—“ You smashed your lips onto his. Hand on his jaw, drawing him into you—losing yourself in the bittersweet taste of his lips. For a moment everything seemed to disappear and you were caught in the eye of a storm, a dizzying hurricane of desire, fueled by the man in front of you.

He kissed you back earnestly, pushing his tongue into your mouth to open you up wider, allowing you to swallow his muffled groans.

Pulling away, Jungkook exhaled shakily, wiping his lips. “Shit Y/n. What happened?”

“Fuck me” You pushed onto your tippy toes, pecking at his jaw as his hands slid up your back. “Please fuck me”

Jungkook wasn’t about to say no. Not when you were asking so sweetly, blinking up at him. He noticed a scar on your cheek, tracing it with the pad of his thumb. “How did this happen?”

You sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he stroked your face. “Yoongi” Jungkook’s eyes darkened. “I don’t wanna talk about it. Please Jungkook I need you” You nuzzled his neck, pushing your chest up his as much as you could.

“Shit, come here” Jungkook pat your ass slightly, prompting you to jump up into his arms. Holding you by your thighs he carried you over to the desk, laying you down carefully.

Starting at your stomach, he pushed your hoodie up, leaving a trail of kisses as he climbed over you—your heart, your chest, your shoulders, your neck—pulling the garment off as he hovered over you. “Y/n—fuck” Jungkook gasped. He stroked your jaw “You’re so fucking hot it drives me crazy”

You smirked “I know” Jungkook growled, your confidence making his cock stir as he nibbled your ear, hand sliding down to slip under your shorts. His fingers found your clit, began flicking at it gently.

“Let me hear you” Jungkook urged you as he sucked into your neck, leaving a prominent hickey. His fingers pressing perfectly against you, rubbing tight circles in a way that had your thighs trembling. Arousal coiled deep within you, causing you to sputter up loud gasps of pleasure.

“Mm—mm—Jungkook—“ He loved how your body was so responsive to his light touches. He allowed his other hand to slide behind your head, bringing your lips back to his so he could melt into your kiss again.

You fell apart in moans as Jungkook’s touches became increasingly intentional, working away at your clit faster and faster. Heat shot up into you, breaths shortening as Jungkook swallowed your every moan, every curse. Your tongues intertwining. Getting lost in each others taste.  

His fingers massaged your head slightly, giving you an immense rush of affectionate relief. He touched you with a tenderness that you had lacked. Yoongi’s sweet words had done little to displace his rough treatment of your body. You could tell Jungkook was trying to give you comfort, but you could hardly take any in. Not when all you could think about was the fact the Park Jimin was likely dead. Your Jimin. Gone.

Unknowingly you began to cry. Jungkook noticed this, kissing you deeper. He pulled his hand away, fiddling with his own shorts until you could feel his cock nestled into you clothed folds. Licking away your tears, he pushed the cups of your bra up, allowing his fingers to grapple with the tender nubs. Squeezing them between his knuckles as he fondled them in his palms.

Jungkook’s heart clenched, seeing the hurt in your eyes. He wanted to take the pain away but he knew he couldn’t. He was temporary relief. Nevertheless, he was eager to please you. You had always been good to him. He cared about you. “You’re so beautiful. You’re so fucking beautiful baby” He showered your face with kisses, grinding into you slowly, watching you rile up beneath him.

The collective sounds of your moans complemented the creaking of the desk as Jungkook latched onto your breast, licking softly as he watched your fucked out expression. Pushing aside your shorts, he began to ease his thick cock inside you.

“Jungkook—oh God” You tilted your head back as he filled you. Hands ruffling through his hair, gripping onto the strands as he bottomed out, gasping. For a moment he held you close. Eyes shut, feeling so good with the way you were fitting tightly around him.

He slowly pulled out, allowing you to feel the burn as his length pumped in and out of you, hitting you just where you liked it. His face rested against your neck, whispering soft praise as he continued to fuck you.

“Jimin’s dead” You choked out. Jungkook shushed you, pulling your legs around his waist so he could angle into you deeper. He filled you again, the slickness of your walls allowing him to fuck into you seamlessly. His throbbing cock shooting pleasure through your every nerve. “J-Jimin…l-loved me” Your voice was coarse. Jungkook couldn’t help but feel a sudden rush of heat at the whine in your voice.

“Sssshhh I got you baby” You cunt squelched as he impaled you over and over again, taking his time as he lowered himself closer to you, hands sliding to your low back, face pressed into your neck where he continued to leave soft kisses. “Don’t think. You’re so strong”

“W-who killed him—“ Jungkook groaned, seeing how distracted you were. “Not Hobi. Hobi wouldn’t kill Jimin, it’s not good for the label.”

“Y/n” Jungkook slipped out of you, yanking you up. Grabbing your shoulders he tossed you onto your chest, smacking your ass hard as you cried. “Dammit you really are a needy bitch huh. Won’t fucking shut up until I give it to you hard is that it? And here I was trying to be sweet”

“Don’t—“ Smack “I don’t want sweet” You whined. “Jungkook please” He chuckled bitterly, passing one last smack to your tender ass before diving his face into your cunt. 

You squealed, he harshly poked his tongue at your clit before licking down your folds, shoving deep into your core. He lapped at you as you gripped the desk, letting out a loud whine as he continued to smack your thigh.

“Cum” Jungkook groaned into you, making you tremble at the command in his voice “Cum on my tongue” Smack You nodded, biting your lip as you focused on the feeling, letting the fire build within you—and before you knew it you were screaming out his name.

“J-Jungkook. Ohhhh fuck Jungkook-k—shit.” You surged onto him, cunt dripping as your entire body began to shake. Tremors of pleasure pulsing through your veins. You twitched and writhed, holding onto Jungkook’s head as your cunt throbbed, emptying your arousal into the flick of his tongue. He sucked you until you were screaming for him to stop, after which he pounced on you, licking his lips before slamming his cock inside you.

Your body swallowed him in, pussy grasping onto his cock for life as he pistoned into you. He began to whine, muffling himself into the nape of your neck, teeth grazing against your skin as he pounded into you hard.

“Shit shit baby shit” Two hard slaps to your ass had you crying out for him. He yanked your head back, looking into your eyes. “You like that? Like when I fuck you hard hm baby? Taking my big cock? Yeah?” Your eyes rolled back, trying desperately to look at him but too fucked out to even think.

“I love it. I love it fuck…more Jungkook—please” Jungkook chuckled, tongue tracing your lips.

“Needy fucking bitch. So fucking needy hm? How much you gonna take huh? I could fuck you over and over again, pump you full of cum and then what hm? You’re gonna just come back for more aren’t you?” Grabbing your hips, he let you fall forwards as he yanked you back and forth, busting his cock deeper and deeper into you.

“Want your cum Jungkook. W-want it really bad” You sputtered, drooling over the desk as Jungkook continued pulling you back onto him. He cursed, leaning over to cup your breasts. With a tight squeeze he came, groaning out as cum shot up into you, the heated pressure intoxicating. He rest his head against your back, kissing down your spine as he gently massaged the ass he so harshly abused.

“Fucking hell” Jungkook sighed, helping you up. He covered your face in soft kisses, licking away the sweat on your shoulders. You fell limp into his arms, letting him hold you as you buried yourself into his taught chest. Losing yourself in the scent of him. The high faded, even as he stroked your back, kissing the top of your head. The guilt, the pain, the sadness all came flooding back.

You laughed. Almost hysterically you buckled over into him. Jungkook held your shoulders as you cackled loudly.

Time and time again you fell a fool to awful men. Meanwhile the good one’s like the one in your arms now, you dared to doubt. “My God it’s fucking Taehyung. It’s always fucking Taehyung.”

“Taehyung’s alive?”

Nodding, you slid your hand up his chest, resting it on his heart, “Jungkook. If I told you I could bring Death Valley down. Destroy it all, Yoongi and Taehyung along with it…would you help me? Would you swear your loyalty to me?”

“Of course.” Jungkook didn’t even need to think twice—“Of course I would”

—

Back in his car, Namjoon felt his phone buzz in his pocket. Seeing it was Jungkook, he answered right away. “Hey.” Fuck man. Congrats on the album. Where you at, let’s pop some molly and celebrate? Namjoon chuckled “For sure, I’ll be heading home in a bit, gotta run some errands”

He had head over to the warehouse, in which lay a withering, beaten Park Jimin. Torturing the rockstar had been immensely fun for him the past few days. Blindfolded and tied with his arms in the air, Namjoon was able to use him as a punching bag. Hobi wouldn’t let him die. But it was still fun.

Today he was even more excited, knowing he broke Jimin’s records, was seen in public with his girlfriend. All these things had his ego inflating rapidly. Finally he was going to have it all. 

The way Namjoon saw it, he deserved everything that was happening to him. He worked hard. Hustled for his money. Based his music on true emotions, fueled often by you or his situation. He was incredibly exhausted of things not going his way.

The last thing on his list was you. You were clearly into him, considering that you had kissed him in the car. That every time it was you making the first move. He had been an idiot to not catch onto it sooner. 

You were in love with him. All this time it had been you who urged him to follow his dreams, to stay away from the drugs and the fighting. You were his rock. His lucky charm. He only wished he had realized sooner.

Little did Namjoon know that he was being followed. Jungkook was careful as he trailed Namjoon. Once Namjoon left, Jungkook creeped inside the warehouse, careful to look for any other gang members.

He was almost certain Hobi was still there, nevertheless he walked in to see Jimin, head hanging low— limbs exhausted from being suspended in the air. Eyes covered with a dark cloth. It was a sight to behold.

Normally Jungkook would have been thrilled seeing Jimin in such a sorry state, but knowing how heartbroken you had been at the thought of him being dead, he was moreso relieved to find the star on the verge of life. Quickly he ran to him, removing his blindfold and untying his restrains. Jimin slumped over Jungkook’s shoulder, allowing him to carry the unconscious body to his car. Grabbing a bottle of water, he pressed it to his lips.

“Don’t die you fucking asshole” Jungkook muttered. He genuinely didn’t understand why you were so into Jimin. But that wasn’t any of his business. He was making a change. He was not letting you down ever again. Jimin stirred, eyes fluttering open.

Gunshots rang. Jungkook turned to see Hobi shooting at him. “Fuck” He strapped Jimin into the passenger seat, stepping on the gas to whir away from the ricocheting bullets. Hobi hopped onto a motorcycle, chasing after them.

“W-what’s going on?” Jimin groaned, coughing as he clutched his stomach. Muscles throbbing with pain. Jungkook rolled his eyes, ignoring the question to instead peek into his rearview mirror. Hobi had almost caught up to them, shooting towards his taillights. Jungkook lowered the window of his car, eyes oscillating from the road to the mirror before he swiftly swung his hand back, shooting rapidly at the approaching vehicle.

Jimin rubbed his eyes, turning to see the action go down “Okay. Dumbass. Can you fucking drive? Give me the gun” Shrugging, Jungkook handed him the device. He had never actually seen Jimin in action. Part of him was intrigued. Jimin looked into the mirror. “God I look so fucked up—my hair holy sh—“

“Are you serious right now Park?” Jungkook growled, speeding the accelerator. Hobi was at their back wheel. Jimin chuckled, pulling the trigger of the gun.

“Watch and learn rat boy” Licking his lips, Jimin kicked open the car door. Steadily, he aimed the gun. With one bullet, Hobi’s tire punctured, causing him to spin off the road. “Amateurs” He muttered, blowing at the barrel of the gun.

Jungkook’s eyebrows were raised with impressed shock. “Where are you taking me? What the fuck is going on?” Jimin snapped, slamming the door shut.

“I’m taking you to Y/n. I’ll catch you up on everything. Shit is fucking insane”

Jimin sighed. “Is she okay? She didn’t get hurt did she?” Jungkook pursed his lips, glancing at him briefly. Jimin understood from the look alone.

“FUCK. I should’ve been there for her” Jimin groaned. “Get me to her as fast as you can. Please”

—

You sat quietly in the studio, three lines of cocaine down, blunt pressed to your lips. Jungkook had assured you he would do some digging into Hobi to find out what happened to Jimin. Looking up, you smiled weakly as Namjoon entered.

“Hey” He sighed, tilting your face up for a kiss. You moved away. “What?”

“Sorry I just…had I rough day okay” You sighed, taking a hit and allowing the soft smoke to fade out of your lips. “Not in the mood” Namjoon nodded, taking your hand into his.

“You wanna talk about it?” Shaking your head, you leaned against his chest, listening to the steady, sane beat of his heart.

“I’m really happy for you Joon” You mumbled. “I really am it’s just—“ Your voice broke. “Jimin’s missing—I think he’s dead and I—“

Namjoon scowled. How could you be thinking about Jimin on a day like this? Today was his day. You were so happy for him this morning, what the hell had changed?

The door opened. You almost fell of your chair. You were clearly high. There was no fucking way.

“Baby” Jimin exhaled. Jimin had insisted Jungkook take him home to shower first. He did not want to arrive to you looking like a pathetic, malnourished mess. He cleaned up, hair still slightly wet, dressed in a t-shirt and sweats. Comforting, real, Park Jimin. Your eyes filled with tears. Namjoon grabbed your wrist to keep you from falling.

He spread his arms open. You yanked yourself out of Namjoon’s hold, jumping into his arms. You breathed in his scent, wanting to drown in him. Crying you held onto him for dear life as he swung you around, lips glued to yours. Eyes shut, hearts aching with longing.

You cupped his face, staring into his eyes incredulously. Jimin pressed his forehead against yours, smiling fondly as his hands rested lightly at your waist.

“God I missed you so much” He mumbled, pulling you back into another hug. You cried into his chest. Jimin sent Namjoon a kind smile, which was very much not reciprocated. He was too caught up in reuniting with you to notice the way Namjoon’s fists were balled up, ready to punch a wall.

Breaking the embrace, you held his hands “Yoongi—Jin—I—”

“I know baby. Jungkook told me everything. I won’t let either of them touch you okay, you’re safe now” He kissed your cheek “Come on, let’s go home.” Sliding his arm around your shoulder, he led you out of the studio. 

The two of you walked off leaving behind a man wretched. A man who then broke into a fit of screams.

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a/n: ok yeah that wasnt that good of a cliffhanger sorry. i know yall are prolly like jimin smut??? sis??? next time ok. so much jimin smut ok.

so. thoughts??? namjoon sir are you GOOD???? jungkook yay??? yoongi and jin wtf??? taehyung and hobi!!!???? (if you’re confused about the tae-hobi-joon thing, basically tae and hobi are working together. namjoon thinks hes working with hobi but doesnt know tae is involved. yet) 

let me know your thoughts & theories!!! thanks for reading. you are a sexy human. have a great day!

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whos ur bias today

woke up early. on the right side of my bed, have drank a smoothie and it is very warm & cloudy. finished work. boxed. and i got a haircut. =kim seokjin.

& dirty talk too!! god. ill start like laughing?? writes: does my princess wanna get fucked hard? you want my cock baby? and i just cackle for half an hour. 

how do you write so much smut so fast???????????????????

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its very hard lol. im literally out of words. i say the same thing 32478958 times at this point. slide. glide. thrust. fill. moan. lips. sighs. smack. whine. next. 

how do you write so much smut so fast???????????????????

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