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Yoongi x Reader

Possessed…

“Hey what do you think I should I wear?” Your boyfriend asks.

“It doesn’t have to be anything too fancy it’s just a catch up with the boys make sure you’re comfortable”

He pulls out his black turtleneck.

“Nooope not that!” You laugh

“What, why? But you like this one…”

“There is no like with this turtleneck… there is only lust! I won’t get through the evening if I’m sitting next to you and you’re wearing that!” You explain.

“I don’t get it?” He pouts

“Oh my sweet sweet Yoongi!!… let’s just say it distracts me… it makes me hot, really hot… like it makes me want to rip your clothes off hot and do inappropriate things to you regardless of where we are kinda hot. It’s like I’m possessed!” you laugh.

“Ooh!… so you’re saying… I shouldn’t wear it?” He moves in closer and smooches your cheek.

“No, please… oh god… see I’m already sweating thinking about it and the cab will be here in 5mins”

“Have you got your outfit sorted?”

“Yeah, just wide leg trousers and my black shirt, the one that used to be yours” you wink.

“Mmmmh”

“Ok keep an eye out for the cab, I’ll just go get changed”

“It’s here!” he shouts while putting his coat on.

“Ok, ok” you rush round grabbing your bag hopping on one foot nearly tripping over your laces.

Fortunately it’s only a short cab ride to the restaurant so you’re only a couple of minutes late to meet the boys.

“Hiiiiii guys… is everyone ok?” you ask

“Here come sit by me y/n” Hobi taps the seat next to him. You sit and give him a peck on the cheek.

Yoongi takes the seat opposite you and flashes his trademark grin while sliding his coat off.

You gasp.

“You little shit!…” you whisper to him.

He laughs.

You blush.

“What’s with you guys?” asks Hobi.

“Oh nothing… I’m just a bit hot” you smile, fanning your cheeks with your hand.

He reaches his hand out to you from across the table… “I couldn’t resist… I’m sorry” he whispers while stroking the palm of your hand with his thumb.

“You will be…” you exclaim.

“Heeey can you guys not for like 5 mins” Hobi laughs...

You blush again…. “I need a drink”

You can’t take your eyes off of him and he knows it.

He takes a sip from his drink all the while his eyes are on you. He strokes his fingers round the collar of his jumper, rubbing his hands up and down his chest, smiling while he does it. He runs his fingers through his hair and adjusts his sweater all while staring straight at you.

It’s all too much for you.

“Excuse me guys I’m just going to the toilet”

You splash some water on your neck to cool off a little. Looking in the mirror you laugh to yourself at the fact that a simple turtleneck sweater has you so completely frazzled. You take in a deep breath, fix your shirt and re-apply your lip gloss.

“I have too many buttons fastened on this shirt” you think to yourself. “Two can play this game Min Yoongi!” You undo a couple of buttons and make your way back to your table.

“You ok my love?” Yoongi asks smiling up at you.

“Yeah I’m good, just feeling a little hot under the collar if you know what I mean?” You smile brushing your hand across his shoulder as you pass.

“Did you order for us?” You ask.

“Yeah I got us a mixture, some side dishes are here now, taste this kimchi”

You lean over to him making sure he has full view of your cleavage while you take a bite.

“Mmmmh that’s tasty” you sigh licking your lips.

You watch as his eyes move from your mouth slowly down to your chest.

“Ayysh!” he quietly moans. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, then bites down on his knuckle in frustration.

“Sorry… I couldn’t resist” you whisper to him.

You pour a shot of soju for you both and clink his glass, smiling while you down it. He takes in a deep breath before he downs his, he can’t work out where to look.

The drinks are flowing a little too well and the guys have you in stitches updating everyone on their latest shenanigans but you can feel his eyes on you constantly.

You look over at him and smile. You notice a spot of sauce on his lips.

“Here come closer, you have some sauce on your lip” you reach your hand out to him.

You lean in to him making sure he enjoys the view again and gently wipe the corner of his mouth with your thumb.

He takes hold of your wrist pulling it back towards him and sucks the sauce from your thumb.

“Fuuuuuuck” you whisper to yourself. You genuinely believe he will be the death of you.

The sound of Hobi’s voice snaps you out of it “You guys think you’re so subtle, you haven’t taken your eyes off each other the whole time. I bet you don’t even know what we’ve been talking about most of the time?” He whispers.

“I’m sorry Hobi, you know what he’s like. He’s such a tease.” You smile.

“I’m just going to the toilet” Yoongi stands and adjusts his sweater.

“Good it’ll give Y/N chance to breathe” Hobi laughs.

Within a couple of minutes your phone buzzes with a text from Yoongi.

“Come to the back door now” quickly followed by “please?”.

“I’m being summoned” you smile to Hobi, barely hiding your excitement.

You head outside to the dimly lit yard, looking around you call out

“Yoongs?… where are y…?”

“Here!” he grabs you by the waist from behind pulling you to him. You feel the warmth of his breath on your neck, his hand slides slowly into your shirt and gently grabs on to your boob, teasing your nipple. While the other hand is snaking round your hips.

He kisses down your neck and you melt into him. “Yoongi” you moan slowly sliding your hand across his crotch, caressing his growing erection. He turns you round to face him and kisses you passionately.

You end up against the wall, your hands in his hair and your kisses only getting more desperate. He’s grabbing at your waist and grinding himself up against you.

His hands are everywhere eventually sliding under your shirt and wrapped around you again.

You break from his kiss to take in a breath but he continues his attack.

“Fuck baby” you moan into his ear. “Yoong’s… I’m supposed to be the one who can’t control herself with you in that sweater!… We have to go back in… let’s not get arrested for indecent exposure!”

“I don’t want to” he protests.

“We have to, come on!” You pull him by the hand back to the door, he grabs you by the waist and whispers “I can’t wait to get you home” then makes his way back to his seat as if nothing happened.

“You guys get enough fresh air?” Asks Jimin with a cheeky grin.

You blush and take your seat. You can’t think of anything else but his voice and words in your ear.

Not long after everyone starts preparing to leave.

“Hey we’re going to JK’s for drinks… you guys coming?” asks RM

“No… erm I’ve got some things I need to finish… for work. So we’ll be heading home. Maybe another time?”

Your cab arrives. You blow kisses to the boys and take a seat in the back while you wait for Yoongi to finish his goodbyes before joining you.

You try to avoid eye contact with him and play with the buttons on your shirt but he’s not hiding the fact that he only has eyes for you. You quickly glance over to him and catch his smile forming.

The cab pulls up to your door and you quickly hop out while Yoongi takes care of the fare.

You run to the door and try to input the code.

You feel his warmth on your back while he stands behind you. He doesn’t say a word, just stands there with his lips centimetres from your neck.

After two failed attempts you eventually input the right passcode. He follows you in and shuts it behind him, leaning back he watches as you take off your coat and slowly turning to face him.

“Hmmm… we’re home now… oh I wonder what should we do?” You smile as you playfully twiddle your thumbs.

Smiling his gummy smile, without breaking his gaze, he kicks his shoes off, throws his coat on the floor and rushes towards you sweeping you off your feet.

You squeal with excitement and he silences you with his lips.

He takes you into the living room and holding you by the waist he unbuttons your trousers, slides his hands into your underwear and pulls them both down.

You start to unbutton your shirt but he grabs your hand stopping you “Could we maybe keep this on a little longer?” He smiles. You have one button left holding it in place, barely covering your boobs and hanging off one shoulder.

He pulls you down to him so you’re straddling his lap. You unbuckle his belt and tease his jeans down enough to reveal his perfect erection.

You hover back over him then slowly guide him inside “Oh fuck Yoongi” you moan, savouring every inch of him.

He takes in a breath “Damn… you feel fucking amazing” he takes your face in his hands and kisses you desperately.

Within minutes you’re frantically fucking each other, neither one of you can get enough. He lifts you and moves you so you’re flat on the sofa and he continues to pound away, taking all his frustrations out on your hips. It’s not long before you’ve climax crying out his name, and end up wrapped in each other.

“Oh my god Yoongi!” You laugh!

He leans over popping the last button on your shirt and kisses down your chest.

“I know what you mean now… I get it”

“Get what?” You ask.

“You can’t wear this shirt out in public ever again, it makes me hot” he laughs… “You’ve possessed me!”

The feelings mutual.

Mature content

Over 18’s Only

Min Yoongi x Reader

Hard…

“Baby?…Babe?” you hear that gorgeous deep voice call out to you.

“Come to bed?… please?” He holds out his hand to you.

“I just want to catch the end of this. Go back to bed I won’t be long”

He never has to ask you twice on any other occasion but when you’ve waited all week for the next episode of your favourite drama and need to wind down from work… this is your spot and you’re not budging for anyone. Not even your handsome, sleepy, husky voiced, bed haired love.

“Come to bed” he pouts “Can’t you watch it tomorrow?”

“I won’t have time tomorrow, just go to bed I won’t be long baby, I promise.”

“No…” he huffs. He stumbles through the hallway clambering over the sofa, he flops down by your side. He lifts your arm and tucks himself under you while wrapping his arm and leg over you…

“I can’t sleep, I keep waking up to cuddle into you but you’re not there” he mumbles into your boob and squeezing you tighter.

“Ok, Ok… shhhh” you cuddle him into you, gently stroking your fingers through his hair which usually helps him relax. You make the mistake of watching him dose back off, you take in a deep breath at the beauty of him.

“God you’re too cute you know… it would be so funny if people saw this side of you…”

“What do you mean?” He mumbles.

“That hard exterior people think you have but you’re just my soft, clingy boy” you gently squeeze him into you again.

“Yah!” He jumps up, yanks you by your hips and pulls you down so you’re now flat on the sofa underneath him and he straddles over you.

“I’m Soft… “ he kisses you hard.

“I’m Clingy!” He moans as he nibbles down your neck.

“Boy!?” He kisses you again, while his hand slowly wanders from your boob, to your hips then he grabs a firm hold of your arse and presses himself closer to you.

“I’ll have you know I’m hard…” he grinds himself slowly against you. You let out a little moan.

“Tough” he kisses you passionately “and a man” he grins.

“Baby I know… I can feel it” you smile as you lean in and kiss his neck, while grabbing a firm hold of his arse with both hands.

“Wait… what are you watching?” a sound from the TV catches his attention.

“Erm… All of us are dead… why?”

He quickly jumps up from the sofa “Yeah… nope!. I’ll let you catch up and come to bed when you’re ready! Goodnight, I love you…” he pecks at your lips then rushes down the hallway back to bed.

“What the fuck!” You laugh. “Wait! Where’s my hard, tough man gone?!”

“To bed! and you should follow him!” He yells.

You can’t help but smile to yourself at the fact you have to watch horror films on your own because your boyfriend point blank refuses to!

You finish the last 15 minutes and tip toe into your room, it’s pitch black. “Yoongs… are you awake?” you whisper.

“Babe… I can’t see a thing… Ooff!” You stumble near the bed. Total silence.

“Baby?… are you taking the piss?”

You lean down to turn your bedside light on.

Just then there’s an almighty bang and the door flings open from the en suite and Yoongi’s rushing towards you.

“FuckShit!… you fucking dick!” You scream as he grabs hold of you and flings you on the bed. “My heart is pounding you fucking dick!” You cry out.

“Let me feel?” He laughs.

“That’s not my heart!” He has his hand clamped on to your boob, smiling at you before kissing you softly on either cheek then pecking at your pouting lips.

“You scared the crap out of me…”

“I’m sorry my love”

“You’re awfully cocky, scaring me like that for someone who wont even watch a Zombie Tv show… my hard, tough man” you smile.

“Mhuh” he mumbles as he leans in and kisses you hard and slow, he grips either side of your pj bottoms and pulls them off, tossing them to one side.

He gently grinds himself against you and whispers “Let me show you how hard I am”.

“Oh fuck…” you moan.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Seven T’s…

“Aaaaaah my lover hath returned!” You declare loudly as you dramatically bow while opening the door to greet him…

You look up wondering why he’s so silent…

That’s because it’s the mailman with a stash of mail and not your boyfriend!

Red faced you laugh awkwardly “I’m so sorry, I thought you were…”

“Your lover?…” he laughs “I should be so lucky!”

“What’s going on here?” a deep voice interrupts.

“This must be him” laughs the mailman. “Can you sign for this one please? Ok, see you guys tomorrow… nice t-shirt by the way!”

“Erm should I be worried?” He asks grabbing your waist and pushing you through the door with him.

“About what?”

“You and the mailman? I hope you’re wearing something under that t shirt?”

“I have shorts on Grandpa!” You roll your eyes.

“Wait… what does it say on your t shirt?”

He turns you round and stretches your shirt out to see “Yoongi Marry Me!” in all its pink bedazzled glory!

“Ha ha! Yah!… what!?… wait is this your way of asking me?”

“No” you laugh “But… what would your answer be if I was?” you ask coyly

“Should I put my answer on a t shirt?” He leans in closer to you… stroking your hair behind your ear he whispers “I think you know exactly what my answer would be”.

He slowly kisses down your neck, then softly kisses your lips.

“It would be No!” he quickly grabs his bags and keys from the worktop and runs away down the hallway laughing.

“You fucker!” You laugh. “Fine!… Well next time I’m answering the door naked to the mail man!… Maybe he’ll love me!” You yell.

You hear footsteps thundering back down the hallway, with barely anytime to register he’s behind you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him. His mouth pressed hard against your ear “I never said I didn’t love you…” he growls.

He flips you round to face him “Don’t make eye contact with that mail man ever again” he kisses you hard “You’re mine!”

“I’ll have you know, no one owns me!… I am a strong independ…. Oh fuck me…”. He’s interrupting you by gently sucking on your ear lobe, kissing down your neck then moving on to your lips…

“Mine” he whispers before kissing you passionately.

Then he leaves you and saunters back down the hallway yelling “MINE!”

“Holy shit… that man!“ you sigh. He has you frazzled. You can’t remember what it was you were doing before the knock at the door? You take a deep breath, pull yourself together and get back to preparing dinner. Your lips still tingling from his touch.

A little while later you shout “Dinners ready Yoongs!”

“Oooh looks good! Thank you for the food my love. Wait has it changed colour?”

“Eh?”

“The t-shirt?… it was pink before and now it’s blue!”

“Oh… no I’d slopped food on it so just changed it.”

“Jesus how many of them do you have?”

“One for every day of the week and in different colours!”

“Yah!” He yells

“Hush! Just let me be! They’re my comfort t-shirts. Shut up and eat your food.” You say eating your noodles.

He suddenly leans over to you, you offer your noodle laden chop sticks to him but he shakes his head no, then softly swipes his thumb across the corner of your mouth to remove some sauce and settles back down sucking his thumb clean.

You catch yourself gazing adoringly at him, wondering how did you get so lucky?

He catches your gaze…

“Wait, don’t move…” he says softly

“What?! Why? Have I got more food on my face?” You pat at your cheeks.

“No”

“Then what is it?”

“Just let me look at you”

You blush “Oh stop Yoongi!”

“How did I get so lucky?” he asks

“Shut up!… I was literally just thinking the same thing about you!” He leans over and kisses you hard, you drop your chop sticks in the bowl moving them to one side as he pulls you over on to his lap.

“I love you you know?…”

“I know” you say in between kisses.

“Please don’t flirt with the mailman anymore though” he mumbles laughing into your boobs.

“Shut up!” you laugh! “He’s about 70 years old!… although he does look good in uniform” you wink.

“Yah!” He grabs your waist, tickling and pulling you into him “Mine remember?” he whispers.

“All yours my love… all yours” you assure him.

“Let’s clean up and watch some TV”

“Sounds good” you agree.

It’s not long before you both dose off on the sofa, wrapped in each other instead of watching TV.

-

Weeks have passed and you have successfully resisted flirting with the mailman and you’re home after a busy and late day at work, fortunately it’s Yoongi’s turn to cook and you’re famished.

You start to enter the pin on the keypad but the door is quickly pulled open and Yoongi greets you, abruptly taking your coat and bag from you.

“Hi… is everything ok?” you ask.

“Yes fine, you’ve had a long day and your dinner is ready” he rushes you in.

“Good I’m starving!”

He walks behind you, his hands either side of your waist guiding you to the direction of the living room.

You turn to face him “What’s going on?”

He gently pushes you through the door. Your eyes scan the room and the floor, it’s covered with red and black rose petals scattered amongst giant lit candles.

You turn to him “I don’t understand?” You look down he’s on one knee, holding a ring in his hand outstretched to you. He puffs out his chest so you can see that he’s wearing a t-shirt bedazzled with “Y/N Marry Me?” across his chest.

You burst into tears “Is this really real?” You sob “Is it? Oh please let it be real?” You cry.

“It’s real my love” he wipes a tear from his cheek. “Will you be mine… for forever?”

You fall to your knees, grabbing his face you kiss him desperately “Oh Yoongi… you’ve made me so happy!” You cry.

“I love you Y/N” he cries scattering kisses all over your face. He slides the ring on your finger fitting perfectly.

“It’s beautiful Yoongi” you start to cry again. You stroke his chest with the “Y/N marry me?” across it “I love it!” You laugh.

“Here… these are for you…” he hands you a black box with a giant black ribbon. “They’re for when you’re officially my wife” he smiles.

There’s seven t-shirts all in different colours with the words “Yoongi Married Me!” across the chest.

“I can’t wait to wear them” you smile.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Charger…

You’re out of breath rushing from the elevator to the hotel room door. You hear a ping from your phone, reminding you to turn it on silent and a chance to quickly check your notifications.

Suga Live… There he is clear as day, staring back at you through the screen waiting for Army to appear!

“I don’t believe it, is he for real!?”

You’ve travelled the longest 15 hours to get to your boyfriends side and surprise him for the last stretch of his tour and he’s just went live to speak with his beloved Army.

“Did you guys know?” You ask a couple of staff waiting with you.

“They’ve just message to say that they tried to delay him but he wasn’t taking no for answer. He’s ordered food though so probably won’t be on too long?”

“Can’t you guys let me in? Pretend I’m the hotel staff with his food? I won’t interrupt his live… I know how important they’re to him and Army”

“He might be mad if we don’t give him advance warning”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that!…” you say confidently. “Fuck it!”… You take a deep breath, compose yourself and ring the bell. The staff run and hide either side of you…

“Cowards” you laugh.

You hear his deep voice getting closer and the door unlocking. The door opens slowly and he peaks his head round… then pulls the door wide open and stands there, mouth wide open staring back at you in total disbelief and in all his beautiful post concert glory.

You put your finger to his lips and mouth “Shhhh”. Leaning in you whisper in his ear “Hello my love” brushing your lips down his cheek you kiss him softly on the lips.

He lets out a sigh and leans into your cheek, then grabbing you by the scruff of your hoodie, he pulls you in and pushes you up against the door forcing it shut.

He cups your face with both hands and scrunches his face while you try to contain your smile.

You’re not sure if its anger or frustration and let’s be honest you don’t care, you’ve missed him like crazy.

He’s desperate to greet you the way he usually would but Army would definitely hear!

He softly pecks at your lips and wraps his arms around your waist squeezing you in tight, almost breathing you in.

You gently push him back and mouth the words “Go to Army”. He steals another kiss and goes back to his live stream.

Tiptoeing further into the room you slowly climb on to the bed taking your hoodie off to reveal your “Yoongi Marry Me!” t shirt you sit and watch as he continues to chat.

He looks so good and his voice is extra deep. You feel a little tingle in the pit of your stomach listening to him talk. You try to make yourself comfortable on the bed hugging his pillow while you watch on but you’re desperate to hold him.

He’s doing his best to keep his composure but his eyes keep flicking back and forth around the room to you and back to the screen. He laughs when he realises whats printed on your t shirt.

He runs his fingers through his hair, commenting about how long it’s getting.

You bite the pillow in frustration and flop back on the bed desperate to call out his name for him to come to you. He’s such a tease even when he’s not trying to be.

“Let me just go wash my hands guys” he says.

He quickly walks up to the bed and slowly slides his fingers over your stomach, across your boobs he bends down and kisses you hard and slow.

Just as you move in closer for more, he walks away to the bathroom casually flicking on the tap and smiling looking back at you, watching you trying to catch your breath.

You sit up and move to the side of the bed facing him. He looks back over at you still smirking at the fact he has you flustered.

“Fuck You” you slowly mouth.

“Fuck Me?!” He mouths back dramatically pointing to his chest and pouting.

Smiling he mouths “Kiss me!”

You tease and shake your head slowly “No”

He scrunches his face… aggressively points his finger at you, then to his lips and mouths “Now!”

You slowly shake your head again and mouth “No” with a coy smile.

He throws the towel on the floor and lunges towards you, you quickly scramble to the other side of the bed.

Waving your hand frantically to him you mouth “Stop” and then point back over to his desk set up.

He bites his knuckles in frustration and makes his way back to his live.

You climb back on the bed and wait impatiently.

He chats for what feels like forever but it’s not that long before you hear him say “Ok guys erm… my food is here now so I’m going to go eat and then head to bed, see you soon thank you for today! Bye” he waves switching the camera off.

You throw the pillow to the floor and excitedly jump up on the bed now you have him to yourself.

Within seconds of switching off his live stream he rushes towards you shouting “Yah!… Kiss me now!… I demand it!” He laughs

“Nope…” you shake your head while you wobble unsteadily on the bed.

“You can’t just rock up here and sit there looking all beautiful and perfect like that and refuse to kiss me! I cannot approve of this!” He laughs

“Beautiful and perfect!?” You snort (tea stained jogging bottoms, t shirt and unwashed hair in some sort of bun). “I’m sorry, come here my love” you reach your hand out to him…

He grabs your wrist pulling you down to him. He catches you and kisses you softly, his tongue lightly gliding across your lips. He sucks down hard on your bottom lip, which you love and he knows it.

Your kisses get more intense, you start to run your fingers through the back of his hair pulling him to you. His hands are everywhere eventually squeezing at your arse. You both stumble back falling on to the bed.

He nuzzles his face into your neck and lets out a heavy sigh, you feel the weight of him relax on you as he tucks his hands underneath you, still firmly holding onto your arse.

“I’m so glad you’re here”

“Me too, but you must be exhausted. You should have some food and get some sleep, you need to build your energy back up”

“Can we stay like this for a little while?” He mumbles into your neck.

“Mmmh yes please” you say wrapping your arms around him as you melt into each other.

“You’ve definitely gave 100% again today my love, I’m so proud of you. You’ve worked so hard and everyone can see how much you’ve grown. I hope you know that?” you say stroking your fingers through his hair.

You feel him take in a deep breath…

“Thank you” he mumbles into your neck his voice breaking a little.

“Yoongs…? Are you ok”

He tucks himself into you closer, wrapping his leg over you.

“Yeah I’m just tired and I didn’t realise how much I was missing you. I’m almost scared to ask how long I have you for?”

“For the rest of the tour if you’ll have me?”

“If I’ll have you!? Are you kidding!” He jumps up, feet either side of you he starts jumping up and down on the bed bouncing you around till he eventually flops to his knees “Aaaagh! My legs”

“You need to re charge them batteries, before you start jumping around again granpa!” You laugh rubbing his knees.

He straddles over you, leaning in he slowly kisses down your neck, your cheek and then softly pecks at your lips. You kiss each other desperately, tongues softly gliding into each others again.

He pulls away only millimetres from your lips…

“Mmmh I’d say that’s about a 5% re charge already” he laughs.

“Only 5%!” You gasp. “Just think what we’d have to do to get you to 100%” you smile.

“I’ll settle for 50%” he teases

“That’s at least another eight/nine kisses…”

“I can think of a better way to get to that 50%”… he winks.

You unbuckle his trousers while he slides your joggers and underwear from you.

“Baby… I’ve missed you so much” he whispers while scattering kisses down stomach.

You move so that he is now on his back and you straddle his lap. His fingers digging into your thighs as you slide his perfect erection inside of you. You take in a breath tipping your head back while you savour every inch of him.

“Fuuck”… he growls grabbing your arse while you slowly pick up the pace.

“Oh god… I’ve miss… I’ve missed you… I…” you don’t get chance to finish as he clamps his lips on to yours, kissing you hard. His hand tugging at your hair.

“Fuuck, fuck!” You moan as you ride him harder.

He takes your breath away with every thrust, he is relentless. You climax together eventually flopping into a melted heap.

“Fuck… I needed that”

“I think we both did” you agree “Do you feel re charged?” You laugh

“Definitely… I think I’m about 50%” he smiles leaning in to kiss you “But can we please go to sleep?”

“Fuck yes!” You laugh

You clean yourselves up and then snuggle in close and within minutes you’re both sound asleep.

-

“Good morning beautiful” he says stroking your hair from your face.

“Mmmmh good morning my love” stretching yourself starfish across the bed.

He leans over to you, stroking his hand over your stomach he starts scattering kisses down your neck, while he unfastens the tie on your pj shorts.

“Mmmh I don’t know what’s happening here but I like it” you smile, stroking your fingers down his back.

“Can I get my remaining 50% please?”

The answers never going to be no…

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Track List…

Leaning over the counter you gaze adoringly at your boyfriend, watching as he cooks up another no doubt delicious meal.

“Taste this please…”

Yoongi holds out a spoon to your lips

“Tell me what you think?”

“Yes Chef!” You take a taste “Ooh… That That I Like It” you smirk

He rolls his eyes and continues cooking.

“Should I make some rice to go with it?” He asks

“No, not today!” You grin

He tips his head back and let’s out a groan.

You slide round the work top moving closer to him.

He’s playing it cool giving you the side eye but you spot the corner of his mouth raise ever so slightly. Which only encourages you to aggravate him more.

You start bopping your head and shaking your hips, moving closer towards him as you bump your hips against his.

“Stop iiiit!” He laughs.

“Hey! I don’t need Permission to Dance!”

“Aaaaaaggh!… please Y/N!” Still laughing.

Standing behind him you wrap your arms around his waist, kissing his shoulders.

He lifts his arm up and over getting you in a gentle head lock and pulling you up to him as he plants a kiss firmly on your lips.

“Now do you regret teasing me because I couldn’t remember a couple of your hundred song titles?” You ask.

“No, no I don’t… not if it means you’ll grind your hips up against me just to tease me. Can I make one request though… please can we do it again but with our clothes off?”

Your mouth wide open, you gasp…

“Aaaaah” he says “Finally! no more witty comebacks eh, are you struggling to find an answer?” He teases.

“No…” you say as you scoot yourself up on the counter, legs wide open. “You guys just never wrote a song titled… Please stop talking and fuck me over this kitchen counter now”

He flicks the hobs off, flings the utensils in the sink as he moves over to you and positions himself between your legs. Grabbing your hips pulling you to him, he kisses you hard and whispers in your ear “You’re My Universe”.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Yoongi x Reader

First Kiss…

You’re standing in Yoongi’s kitchen as he makes you both coffee.

“You have a lovely home…” you say sliding your hand across the dark stained work top, admiring your surroundings… and your barista.

“I’ll be honest with you, I was hoping you wouldn’t be so perfect… like you’d have at least one flaw that would help me like you less but I’m struggling to find one” You smile

“Really?” He blushes, with his trade mark grin

“Yeah”

“Why?”

“Because I like you so much… maybe a little too much” now you’re blushing.

“Well I can’t think of anything I could do or would want to do to make you like me less but I definitely have something that I really want to do and hopefully, make you like me a little more?”

“Impossible!” you gasp jokingly

“Really… do you think so?” He steps a little closer

“Yes” you say as you look down at the floor, a little embarrassed at how fixed his gaze is on you.

You slowly look up just as he is tilting his head and leaning in closer to you. He doesn’t break his gaze, looking right into your eyes as his lips hover centimetres away from yours.

You can feel the warmth of his breath on you as he moves closer again and gently kisses your bottom lip, then the top and slowly sliding his tongue in teasing your lips open a little more.

You slide your fingers up the back of his neck running them through his hair, you pull him into you passionately kissing him back. Your tongues sloppily brushing against each others. Then it’s almost like he knows it’s your weakness he slowly sucks on your bottom lip, alternating between gently sucking then softly biting it.

You feel butterflies in the pit of your stomach, it’s not long before he has one hand in your hair and the other has a firm hold of your arse and you’re kissing each other desperately.

He slowly pushes you against the worktop as your kisses get more fervent. You haven’t been kissed like this in a long time, he almost takes your breath away and you let out a little moan. He smiles breaking away from your kiss, still holding you close to him he whispers “Did it work?”

“Did it what?” You say in a total daze, brushing your fingers across your lips.

“Do you like me a little more than you did before?”

“Oh… I erm can’t be sure… I think I may need you to try again just to make sure?” You smile

You laugh as he jokingly licks his lips while grabbing hold of your face and pulling you in to him, he happily obliges kissing you passionately.

“Please let this be the first of many” you say to yourself.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Promises…

You slowly stretch under the covers letting out a satisfied moan…

You turn and see Yoongi sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at you adoringly, smiling as he watches you stretch and trying his best to control himself after hearing you moan.

“Good morning lover…” He says planting a kiss firmly on your lips

“Mmmmmm” you moan as you stretch out again

“Please stop doing that”

“Eh? Doing what?” You say while stroking your fingers slowly up and down his back.

“Doing what…?” he laughs leaning in to you. “As if you don’t know, you sound so fucking sexy when you moan, I’ve been sat here at the edge of the bed for the past 10 minutes listening to you and trying to contain my erection”. You laugh “You should have woke me”

“I couldn’t because I’d be even later than I already am and when I want you, I’m not rushing my time with you” he smirks.

You clench your thighs together, his voice, his words, he could be reading out an instruction booklet for a toaster and you’d still be turned on.

“You need to get going then, you can’t be late because of me… the boys will be mad if you keep them waiting” you gently nudge him.

“Ok but when I get back tonight”… he smooches on your lips hard “I’ll help you make those noises again but not because you’re tired”

“Is that a promise?”

“Yes it most definitely is” he kisses you on the cheek, then the other, your nose, your forehead then lastly he sucks hard on your bottom lip making you moan.

“Aaaagggh! Ok, I’m going!” he jumps up grabs his keys and bag turns to look back at you, biting his lip. He runs back to you and kisses you quickly.

“Aaagggh” he stamps his foot then darts out the door.

“Mmmmmmmmm Bye My Love!” You tease as the door closes behind him.

You turn over to Yoongi’s side of the bed, you still have half an hour before you need to start getting ready for work.

You hear the door unlock “What did you forget now!?” You call out, turning back over to see Yoongi hopping on one foot struggling to take his other shoe off, he runs towards you and jumps on the bed, you squeal with excitement.

“5 more minutes” he smirks while you wrap your legs around his waist and he starts kissing you slowly and passionately.

“Yoongi…” you whisper as he kisses down your neck “Mmmh” he responds

“You’ll get in trouble with the boys”

“Ssshhhh don’t you worry… I still have 1:38 minutes left” You haven’t made out like this in a while, kissing each other sloppily as your tongues brush against each other’s, your hands all over each other. You let out a little moan instantly apologising as it escapes. “Sorry, sorry. Ok now you have to go” you say lightly pushing him from you.

“Ok, ok!” He laughs, grabbing one more kiss

He opens the door pouting while he backs away.

“Love you” you both say in unison.

After a busy day at work you get home, it’s late and Yoongi still isn’t home.

As you change into your comfy clothes you get a text from him “My love I’m going to be late, I’m sorry but if I get this finished tonight we can have the weekend together. Please have something to eat, don’t wait up. Love you xx”

You let out a moan of frustration… it’s not unusual for Yoongi to be late getting home but you were looking forward to him keeping his promise, still at least you’ll have time together over the weekend.

You wake early the following morning. Looking over you see Yoongi sleeping peacefully next to you, he has one hand cupping your boob, one leg wrapped round you and the cutest little sleepy pout on his face. You didn’t hear him come home but you know he will be tired, you do your best to not disturb him so you slide out of his grip as he stirs and lets out a little moan. Now you understand why he sat on the bed listening to you make the same noises the morning before. He sounds so fucking hot.

You lean in and softly kiss his pout then turn to leave, his arm reaches out grabbing you round the waist, moaning “Good morning” he pulls you in close to him. You back yourself into him and he wraps himself around you.

“Aren’t you tired” you ask

“Yes but I need this more” he squeezes you in a little tighter

“Are you ok? Did work go ok?”

“Yes and no, work is good but busy… I’m feeling a little overwhelmed to be honest” he says quietly.

You turn yourself around to face him and comb your fingers through his hair, you kiss his cheek. “You’ve got a lot on, I need you to look after yourself please, is there anything I can do to help?” He pulls you in tighter and nuzzles his head into your neck kissing it softly.

“This helps” he says wrapping his leg over you.

You hold him tightly and continue to stroke your fingers through his hair while he dozes back off to sleep, moaning slightly as he drifts off, you bite your lip thinking about his promise.

You wake a couple of hours or so later to find him in the kitchen making coffee, a big smile spreads across his face as you walk towards him.

“Good afternoon lover” he shouts. You grab a hold of his face and kiss him hard, he leans in for more and you happily oblige. You can’t help but put your hands straight in his hair and pull him into you kissing each other slowly and passionately. He has his hand cradling your neck and the other on your arse, pulling you in to close what little gap there was between you.

Your kisses get more desperate as he sucks gently on your bottom lip (he knows what this does to you) and you can’t help but moan out.

“There you go again Y/N, I don’t think you know what it does to me”

“Trust me after this morning, I do” you laugh as you lean in to continue the kiss.

“I have a promise to keep…” he whispers

“I was worried you’d forgot”

“Never, I always keep my promise” he whispers pulling your underwear down, caressing your arse and kissing you harder. You continue to moan when you feel his crotch rub against you and he slides his hands underneath your t shirt, slowly massaging your breasts.

He lifts you and places you up on the counter top, you ease back while he kisses your breast then slowly moving his hand down to your pussy, he gently slides two fingers into you and you thrust against them. You take in a breath and almost forget to let it out, “You feel so good” you moan as he picks up the pace. You watch him bite his lip as you hold his wrist and start to thrust against him harder.

“Fuck Y/N” he moans

“Please Yoongi… I need more”

He doesn’t hesitate… he swaps his fingers for his perfectly erect cock, sliding into you gently while taking a few seconds so he can feel himself inside you. He sucks a breath in through his teeth as he starts to fuck you slowly but the more noise you make the harder he goes.

“Yoongi… I… I can’t take it. You feel so fucking good, yes right there… Oh god… please right there… mmmmm yes, yes!” His hands grip your arse tighter as he rams his hips against you. You feel so good when you tighten around him and he feels you arch yourself into him, you cry out again and he can barely contain himself. You both frantically fuck each other “Yoongi!” you cry out as you cum, he tips his head back as he follows you. You both slowly rock into each other and ride out the high of your orgasm together.

He has his head resting on your chest as he catches his breath. “Fuck Y/N… that was so fucking good” he sighs

“I’m so glad you always keep your promises” you laugh as you comb his hair back from his sweaty brow and run your fingers through his hair.

“Can I make another promise to you in advance… for tonight, tomorrow morning and the day after please?”

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Birthday…

Leaning over the worktop you smile as you watch your best friend who is surrounded by some of his closest friends, open the gifts they have bought him for his birthday. He smiles awkwardly as he opens them, he’s not one for the fuss of celebrating birthdays unless it’s someone else’s.

His smile though… you lose all train of thought when you see it and those lips… those fucking lips!

You watch on smiling as he continues to squirm, he looks over to you every now and again for reassurance/plead for help.

You laugh at his awkwardness but your heart is fit to burst at his gaze, you’re convinced this crush you have for him will eventually be the death of you.

You haven’t had chance to give him your gifts yet, he has enough to keep him busy and you’d rather wait until everyone leaves but the more you watch on, the more insecure you get about the gifts you’ve bought. After all his friends all have thousands if not millions in the bank and you have… well let’s not go there.

You slowly put your hand over your gift bag and slide it to the back of the worktop behind his toaster, hoping no one notices. You look up and catch him watching you, you smile while resting over the counter trying to act cool as he looks at you with a wrinkled brow and confused expression covering his face.

It’s getting late and after a few rounds of drinks people start to leave till it’s just you and Yoongi, like a thousand times before, but why does this time feel a little more awkward?

You’re finishing up the last of the dishes when he rests his arm along your shoulder, pulling you to him.

“Thank you for helping but you don’t need to do that YN, come have a drink with me?”

“It’s ok, there’s just a couple left to do” you smile

“I’ll fix us a drink then… eh? what’s this you’ve been hiding? Ooooh Is it for me?” He asks excitedly “Let me see”

“Aaaaagh no! Not yet… erm I ahh… I still have one more I need to wrap” you panic and grab the bag.

“That’s ok let me see”

“No, I need to give you them all together”

“You’re being weird, let me see them” He makes a grab for them.

“Nope!” You say laughing nervously as you quickly switch hands.

“Yah! Give!” He yells, laughing.

You quickly move to the other side of the bench. Looking around you turn to make a run for it, you have no idea where to but you can’t help but laugh at the thought of teasing him more.

“Yah! Where are you running to?!” He laughs as he chases after you.

You run along the hallway not sure which door to hide behind but he’s right behind you.

“Shhhhhiiit!” You laugh, quickly turning to hide the gift bag behind your back and lean against a bedroom door.

He catches up to you holding his hands out to stop himself from crashing onto you. His hands slap the door either side of your shoulders… there’s barely any space between the two of you. He grabs your waist tickling you in the process. “No, no… no tickling please stop!”

He moves his hands to your shoulders, you can feel his breath on your cheek.

“Can I have my gifts… please?” He whispers

Fuuuuck… did his voice just get deeper?

“No” you say as you look to the floor unable to match his gaze..

“Why though, they are for me aren’t they?”

“Yes but it’s just a little something… it’s nothing much”

“Good, so let me have them then?”

“But I…”

“Seriously?… Why?… What’s wrong?” He asks sounding a little annoyed

“It’s just that… well my gifts aren’t as lavish as everyone else’s” you blush.

“Are you joking me? I look forward to yours the most… please let me see?” he leans in closer, tilting his head trying to look in your eyes.

“Yoongi… please…”

“Well if I can’t have them… can… you be my gift?” He whispers, leaning in closer to you with his eyes locked on your lips.

“What?” You can feel your face flush.

“You heard me…”

He pecks your lips softly, then again gently sucking on your bottom lip while his hands pull you in closer to him. You run your fingers through his hair, moving your hands to the side of his cheeks, you push his head from you so you can try to read his face.

“Don’t tease me Yoongi… don’t kiss me unless you mean it”

He doesn’t hesitate and pulls you in to him, you kiss each other desperately he slowly pushes you up against the door. Your hands now all over each other.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long Y/N” he whispers before kissing you sloppily.

“Happy Birthday” you whisper in his ear, then lightly kiss down his neck.

He moves a hand from your waist, reaching round you he twists the handle of the door pushing it open. Without breaking from the kiss he starts to back you into the bedroom. There’s a thud as the gift bag hits the floor. You both stare at it, then look back at each other smiling.

“I forgot about your presents… you can open them if you’d like?” you smile.

“It’s ok, I want to open this one first”

He looks down as he pulls at the buttons on your jeans, untucking your t shirt from them while he softly kisses your cheek then your lips.

“Here let me help you unwrap it” you say taking him by the hand, pulling him over to his bed. He lets out a moan and bites his knuckles as he watches you unbutton your jeans, letting them slide to the floor.

“Aghh Y/N… I think I might like my birthdays again” he smirks.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

You Know…

You’re busy in the kitchen washing dishes while your boyfriend sits on the sofa.

“Hey should we go for a walk?…”

You watch him scrolling through his phone, completely oblivious to your question.

“I said!… should we go for a walk!”

“I SAID let’s have sex?!” You shout louder

“Wait! What!?” He stutters

“I said let’s go for a walk” you giggle

“No no you didn’t” he shouts as he scrambles up from the sofa falling over himself to get to you.

“No… no. I definitely heard have sex?” He smiles moving closer, his hands reaching for your waist and mischief written all over his face.

“So it’s selective hearing you have then huh?”

“I’m sorry I was distracted”

“By your phone, yet again!… So shall we then?”

“What?… Fuck?”

“No!… go for a walk! Come on you need some fresh air.”

“But it’s raining?”

“Perfect! we can use the umbrella to hide under, so you don’t have to cover your face up. Let’s take a walk along the river… even just for 5 minutes?”

“Ok then, come on” he caves

You skip through to the bedroom to get changed. 5-10 minutes later you come back out to Yoongi in the same position you left him and on his phone again.

“For fuck sake!… 5 minutes that’s all I wanted!”

“I’m soooorrry!” He shouts while running through the room to get his hoodie and trainers.

“Ok I’m ready!” He quickly pecks your lips as he runs past you to get to the door. You grab the umbrella and head out.

“Isn’t this nice?…”

“Baby… it’s monsoon season” he laughs

“I know but I love the rain and at night with the street lights… and you… heaven!” you smile.

He has one arm around your shoulder and is holding the umbrella with the other, he pulls you in to him kissing your forehead and holding you closer.

“Look we have the whole stretch to ourselves”

“That’s because… it’s cold… everyone will be inside…” he turns to face you, stopping you in your tracks as he leans in to you “And it’s after 7pm…” he kisses you softly “Aaaand if they’re luckier than me they will be too busy having sex” he smirks

You slap his chest “You’re obsessed!”

“Yes… with you” You lean in to each other and kiss passionately. His tongue gently gliding across your lips, teasing them open.

You moan “Your kisses will be the death of me Min Yoongi”

He pulls you in to him again, kissing you harder. You have one hand either side of his waist and pull him in to you, your kisses getting more fervent.

There’s one thing guaranteed to throw you into a whirl of desire and that’s a kiss from Yoongi.

His lips are the only thing you crave.

You kiss each other again a little sloppier, you desperately want more of him, you’re not even sure you’re breathing as he moans lightly and kisses you harder.

You suddenly feel rain on your face as you both snap out of the kiss and look up. “Mmmm that kiss was just… I forgot I was holding the umbrella!” He laughs

“Shall we go back ho…?” You don’t get to finish.

“Yes!!” With his arm round your shoulder he quickly turns you back in the direction of home, forcing you to walk a little faster, your feet trying to match his pace.

“Yoongi!” You start laughing as he’s walking with such determination “Slow down!”

“Nope… I have to get you back home before you change your mind!” He laughs

You get back home in record time, you barely get through the door and he’s already taking your coat off, he presses you up against the door not satisfied that he’s already manhandled you in the elevator! (Of which you loved every minute). You wrap your arms around and run your fingers through his hair.

Suddenly there’s a loud knock at the door.

“Shh!” He whispers, his lips only millimetres from yours. You sneak a little kiss, then hear singing from the other side of the door.

“Is that Jimin?” You whisper

“Aaaa Shit… I invited them for drinks, I totally forgot”

“Oh well done Yoongi” you whisper digging him in the ribs

“Yah! You’re the one who told me I need to have the boys round more!”

You turn and open the door, Yoongi’s arms surround you as he holds on to the door frame and handle.

“Hi, come in guys” Yoongi greets them with a hug.

“Are we interrupting something?”

“Nope, no!” You hurriedly say.

“Yes, yes you are!” Yoongi interrupts

“Tough” shouts Jimin as he makes his way to the sofa.

“We have alcohol and snacks” shouts JK “and these are for you Y/N” he hands you some fresh flowers.

“Thank you, that’s so sweet!” You kiss his cheek.

“Hey!… that’s enough of that” laughs Yoongi

“Get comfy guys” You fix them some snacks and drinking glasses, leaving them to a bit of quality bonding time. You potter about the kitchen fixing your flowers and sorting laundry then sit at the kitchen table with your laptop, smiling as you watch them laugh together. You put your headphones on and blast a bit of music while you catch up on work emails.

A while later you hear raised voices and look up to see Yoongi shouting to you.

“What!?” You yell

“Y/N!!”

“What!?”

“Y/N-aaaah” he shouts “Kiss me!”

“For fuck sake” you laugh, you can see the boys lying on the sofa, tipsy and laughing at him shouting.

“Don’t encourage him!” You tell them as you walk closer.

“We have two huge sofas, why are you all squashed on to one? It’s doesn’t matter I know!” You laugh.

“Should I order you guys some pizzas?”

“Yes please… but you should also kiss me!” He clambers his way over to you, pushing his face to yours until your lips meet and he kisses you hard. You take his cheeks in your hand smooching his lips softly “Not in front of the kids baby!”

The pizza arrives and you sit back and watch the boys as they dig in. Yoongi moves closer to you, sitting next to you, his head resting on your boob, his arm on your thigh and his hand stroking the inside of your leg.

You watch him as he watches Jimin telling one of his many stories, both JK and Yoongi are totally engrossed by him as always. You’d be a little jealous if you didn’t know the bond they share.

“Guys I’m heading to bed, there’s more snacks in the kitchen and drinks chilling in the fridge, are you guys staying over?”

“NO!” Yoongi yells,

“Yes if that’s OK?” Asks JK

“The spare rooms are always ready for you guys, just don’t get up to any mischief!”

You blow kisses to the boys “See you in the morning”

You lean in and kiss Yoongi whispering “Good night my love”

You head to the en suite to brush your teeth and change into your Pj’s. You opt for a sexy little short and bralet set, one of his favourites. Heading back to the bedroom you see Yoongi sprawled out on the bed, you stand and pose at the door frame waiting for him to catch a glimpse of you.

He’s too busy scrolling through his phone again!

You huff and about turn back into the bathroom and throw your big over sized t shirt on and head to bed.

“Why did you change?”

“I didn’t think you’d noticed” you huff

“Of course I did!… Wait are you upset with me?

“No!… Yes!”

“Is it because the guys came round?”

“No of course not… it’s because every time I’ve tried to get your attention today you’ve been on your phone…”

“Have I, no I havent?”

“It’s still in your hand even now! Have you put it down at all today?”

“I have important things I’m working on, I’m sorry”

You grab his phone out of his hand and hide it behind your back “Hey! Come on!” He shouts jumping up from the bed to grab you.

You run round the room, wobbling as you jump on the bed teasing him, waving the phone up higher.

“Give!”

“Nope” you hold it higher

He has hands on either thigh pulling you to him.

“I’m serious, give me the phone” he grabs your thighs a little tighter

“No!”

He pulls your legs from underneath you, completely sweeping you off your feet, you land flat on your back.

You let out a squeal a mixture of shock and excitement. He’s hovering over you as you tuck the phone behind your back.

“Stop being a pain in my ass and give me my phone” he kisses your lips “Please…”

“No not unless I have your full attention. I’ll give it back if you do something for me?”

“What, what do you want…” he sighs

“I want you… to look at me the way you look at Jimin” you laugh

He grabs at your waist and tickles you hard

“Stop! Ok Stop!” You squeal

“What do you mean the way I look at Jimin?”

“You always look so mesmerised by him and you’re not on your phone!”

“I can’t look at you the way I look at Jimin… I don’t love Jimin the way I love you. The way I look at him is because he’s so expressive, whenever he’s saying/doing anything you can’t help but watch him. The way I look at you is because I’m trying to work out when I can kiss or touch you next!”

“What way are you looking at me now?”

“Like I want to see what’s under this shirt” he gently tugs at it.

“What are you waiting for?”

“My phone back so I can take a picture of you like this”

“Kiss me first and I’ll give it back”

He moves in closer to you, you feel the warmth of his breath against your lips. You lean in to him yearning for his touch but he continues to tease you hovering his lips within millimetres of yours

“Yoongi… please”

He lightly licks your top lip making you moan before he sucks on it hard then crashes his lips into yours kissing you passionately.

He pulls your t shirt over your head and flings it to one side, he takes in a deep breath through gritted teeth as he gazes at you adoringly, your cheeks flushed, your eyes filled with lust and you’re wearing his favourite underwear set.

“I’m sorry that you feel I’ve neglected you and have been on my phone a lot” he kisses you softly. “I’ll do better, I promise.”

He slides his hand down to your shorts and slowly slides his fingers inside you, as he scatters kisses down your neck. You grab hold of his wrists and slowly thrust against his fingers.

No wonder he’s so good at the piano and guitar, his fingers play you like an instrument.

He whispers your name in your ear and as his fingers work their magic, you can barely hold on as you feel a snap in the pit of your stomach. You cry out “Ohh my god, oh Yoongi… don’t stop… pl… please… mmmmmhh fuuuuck”

“Shhh my love” he whispers as he quickens the pace “You don’t want to disturb the kids” he smiles

“Fuck th…” He quickly moves his lips to yours, kissing you hard while his thumb swirls round your clit “Fffuck!” you cry out, your head buried in his neck, your whole body trembles as you cum.

“I should steal your phone more often” you laugh

“No!… no you shouldn’t” he smiles

You turn on your side to face him and he turns to you, brushing your hair from your eyes “You don’t know how beautiful you are”

You feel your face flush and you try to hide with the bed sheet. He quickly grabs his phone and snaps a picture of you, then leans in close and snaps a selfie of you together. You lean in and kiss his cheek as he takes another.

“I love you, you know?” You tell him

“I know” he replies pulling you in close, his face resting in your neck as you both slowly drift off to sleep.

You wake to the sound of dishes clashing from the kitchen. Yoongi’s spot in the bed is empty.

You grab a quick shower and head to the kitchen, the boys are huddled round Yoongi’s phone whispering to each other but quickly stop as you enter the room.

“Good morning boys! What are you whispering about?l”

“Nothing… erm just some lyrics” Yoongi mumbles

“Here Y/N. Come sit” JK pulls out a chair for you and pours you a cup of tea. While Yoongi and Jimin serve breakfast.

You chat/laugh with the boys while you eat, they always have you laughing hard when they’re together.

You catch Yoongi staring at you from across the table. You smile and he quickly starts fumbling with his phone… again.

You let out a sigh and take your dishes over to the sink. “Thank you for the food guys” you say as you start to wash up

“Here let me help” offers JK

“No it’s ok, go finish your coffee”

Yoongi walks over to you scratching his head, he rests his chin on your shoulder and rubs his hand across your arse cheek.

Kissing your neck he whispers “Good morning my love… are you ok?”

“Good morning, yeah Im ok” you turn and kiss his cheek.

“Good” he wraps his arms around you burying his face in your neck.

“Eurgh they’re kissing again Jimin!” JK yells “I think it’s time to go!”

“Aww but they’re so cute” coos Jimin “but yes let’s go I can feel my breakfast coming back up!”

“Yah!” Yoongi yells smiling

You dry your hands and give the boys kisses and hugs goodbye.

“How will you cope while we are away for 3 weeks Y/N?” Jimin winks at Yoongi

“Oh I’m sure it will be a struggle and I’ll pine for him every minute, every day but somehow I should get through it!” You say sarcastically slapping Jimins shoulder.

“If I’m not used to it now I never will be!” You tell them.

Yoongi pulls you to him.

“Yah! Quick before they start again!” Jokes JK

“Ok Bye boys!” You say pushing them out the door.

Yoongi closes the door and pushes you gently up against it… “Will you miss me?” He asks as he kisses your lips.

“You know fine well I will but you better message me every-time your phone is in your hand… which shouldn’t be a problem as it’s never out of it!” you smirk.

“Aaaaaggh!… ok ok! I get it! Shhh! Come help me pack” he grabs your wrist and pulls you towards his closet.

“I need my bla… ahh the sweater your wearing”

“Sorry I just picked the first thing, I can wash it for you?” You panic. He holds his hands up in protest “No don’t wash it!” he asks as he leans over to you smelling you/it. “It’s perfect as it is, I’ll wear it to travel in”.

You feel your face flush “You’re too fucking cute Yoongi”He blushes and carries on packing.

The next couple of days pass by in a blur. Quiet days/nights on the sofa lounging together making your favourite meals and watching TV.

Yoongi’s doing his last minute checks before the boys leave for the USA. You have a little cry watching him pack the last of his kit. “Please don’t Y/N… I can’t take seeing you cry”

“I’ll be fine, you know me I just don’t like saying goodbye to you” wiping tears from your cheek

He checks the time on his phone, he hasn’t been on it as much in the last couple of days as he had been the last few weeks, you feel like you’ve had more quality time with him. Keeping his promise to do better, despite how busy he’s been.

“Ok, I’m getting picked up in 20 minutes… There’s a surprise for you on our bed but don’t open it until I’ve left” he says matter of factly looking through his bag.

“What?!… why?” You cry

“See you’re already crying and you don’t even know what it is” he laughs as he strokes your cheek.

He pulls you over to him “Kiss me?” he asks. You happily oblige as you straddle his lap. You spend the remaining 15 minutes kissing each other like it’s the last time you’ll see each other!

“I’m only away for 3 weeks, it’ll fly by”

“You know that’s bullshit” you laugh as you plant kisses all over his face.

“You missed a spot” he pouts pointing to his lips

You kiss them sloppily, “Aaggh Y/N, this gets harder every time!” He muffles putting his head in your boobs.

Just as his phone buzzes. “Ok that’s the driver. I better head out. I’ll call you whenever I can. Go check your surprise out and call me when you’ve opened it”

He squeezes you tightly taking your breath away “I love you you know?”

“I know” you tell him, you give him one last kiss.

And just like that he’s gone, the house is quiet minus your little sobs here and there. You head to the bedroom and see a large box with a black bow tied round it with a little note card attached. It reads:

“My love, here’s the reason I’ve been on my phone so much these past couple of weeks. I’m sorry… I love you you know? xx”

“What have you done” you say to yourself… you open the box and inside is giant album, the cover reads “You Know”

You open the first page and it’s photos from your first date with Yoongi… every page is filled with beautiful candid shots of you or you and Yoongi. You bawl your eyes out over every photo, most of them you didn’t even know he’d taken but ugly cry at the final few pages. Photos of you washing dishes on the night you forced him to go for a walk, followed by you in the kitchen fixing your flowers, working at your lap top listening to music while the boys got drunk. The very last page is the selfies he took on the evening you stole his phone and finally a picture of you drinking your tea at breakfast with the boys. Another note is attached “I know I was on my phone a lot but I was looking at you the whole time xx”

You call his number he answers “My Love? Are you ok? Did you like your present?”

You can’t get your words out “I’m sorry” you sob

“Why are you sorry” he laughs

“I was horrible to you, complaining you were always on your phone but you were doing all this… for me, I really wish you were here so I could kiss you!” You cry

“I am… come to the door baby”

“What?!” You run to the door and fling it open sure enough he’s standing there. You crash into him kissing him desperately.

Laughing he says “I only needed to get my luggage in the van, I have another hour or so before I have to leave for the airport”

He wipes your tears and kisses you softly. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around him while he carries you over to the sofa and sits down with you straddling his lap. He gently kisses your neck and starts to unbutton your shirt as he whispers “Let’s make more memories”

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

7…

You’re growing impatient waiting for your boyfriend to get home from his not so secret trip to the tattoo parlour with Jimin.

He’s been gone a while, a little too long you’re desperate to see him.

“Where are you? Will you be much longer?” You text

“I’ve just pulled in to the garage”

“Hurry Up!”

“I’m literally 5 minutes away woman!”

“I hope you’re walking and texting!”

You reply while running to your front the door, flinging it open to make your way to the elevator, only to find Yoongi standing in front of you with his classic trademark smile!

“Ahh! 5 minutes away huh?!”

He heads through the door grabbing hold of you and almost carrying you in. He kisses you lovingly.

“Hi!” He whispers closing the door.

“Ok where is it? Where did you decide to get it?”

“I’m not telling… you’ll have to find it”

You slap his chest “Aww but come on… tell me?”

“Do you want some coffee?” He asks heading to the kitchen.

“Aww stop teasing me! Show me!”

“No, come and find it” Without hesitation you unzip his hoodie and peel it from him, tossing it to one side.

You slowly run your hand up his arm, checking his shoulder, wrist and in between his fingers on one side and then move to the other side and do the same.

All the while Yoongi is using his free hand to brush his hand round your waist, you gently bat his hand away.

“There’s nothing on either arm” you frown.

He walks you over to the living room holding your hand and pulling you on to his lap as he sits.

“You’re getting closer” he teases

“And you’re getting annoying!” You laugh.

You brush your fingers through his hair tucking it back from his neck as you move in closer to check behind his ear. You feel his breath on your neck as he leans in to you softly kissing your neck and ear lobe.

“Stop distracting me… I’m on a mission!”

You take his head in your hands tilting it slightly so you can check the other side. You cant help but scan his face, his lips look so inviting. You brush your fingers through his hair.

You catch his gaze “You look cute when you’re concentrating Y/N” he smiles

You kiss him softly on the lips, he moves his hands to your waist and then slides them under your T-shirt and up your back, pulling you in close as he kisses you a little harder. You slowly grind yourself against him.

“Can’t you just tell me?”

“No… this is more fun!” he kisses your neck

“For you yes!”

“Aren’t you enjoying it too?”

“Take off your t shirt and I might” you wink

“Take off yours and we definitely will… I’ll make sure of it” he winks

“No… we are looking for your tattoo, you know where all mine are” you smile

You ease his T shirt from out of his belt

“Arms up!” You command. He does as he’s told.

You let out a moan at the sight of his naked torso, sliding your hands gently down his shoulders then over his chest and down to his toned abs. You unbuckle his belt and undo his trousers.

“Wait, do you think I’d get a tattoo down there?” He laughs

“No… I don’t really care about your tattoo now” you say as you bite your lip.

He can see only lust in your eyes, he grabs hold of you and crashes his lips into yours, you kiss each other desperately.

Before you know it your on your back and he’s fucking you so good “Yoongi-ah, baby…” you moan.

He loves to hear you call out his name and it only encourages him to bang you harder and deeper when he feels you tighten around him. He moves his mouth from your lips to your neck as he sucks down hard.

You cry out his name as you cum, your fingers tugging on his hair. He lets out a satisfied groan as he cums seconds later.

He gently eases himself from you and lays next to you pulling his trouser back up leaving them loosely open and you pull your t shirt back down barely covering your arse.

Pulling you in close he has his hand round your waist and the other brushing your hair back from your face as he kisses you sloppily.

“Can’t you just tell me where it is and stop teasing me?”

“OK my love”

You jump up and and sit facing him.

He kisses your cheek and smiles as he says

“I couldn’t decide where to get it… so I waited while Jimin got his. I go back tomorrow for mine!”

“Oh you absolute shit!” you huff as you slap his arm. He laughs as he pulls you in hugging you tight.

“Well at least tell me where you’re getting it!” You huff.

“And miss the chance of having you do this again tomorrow?… no way my love!”

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Doors Closing…

“What?! I don’t understand. I’m just supposed to stop, stop seeing you, stop loving you, stop texting, calling, just stop having any feelings for you…”.

Your voice breaks as you swallow hard. “I just have to forget about you, hate you… is that what you want?”

“No please… please don’t hate me?” He pleads.

“Then what the fuck am I supposed to do… where has this come from?!”

Total silence… why does he look so sad if he’s so sure that we need to break up?

“I love you. But you’re pushing me away!” You cry out. “What have I done? am I so hard to love is that it?!”

“God no!…” he moves towards you his arms reaching for you, then he clasps his hands together. It’s like he’s stopping himself from moving closer.

He stutters “I… I’ve… I’ve never been happier… but you…”

“But me what? Why do you want to break up, I’ve been here a week, what have I done that was so wrong…?!”

He opens his mouth but no words come out.

“For fuck sake!, oh fuck you! Fuck off and leave me then, I don’t want to hear your bullshit! I honestly can’t take this! Just go!”

“Fuuuck!” He shouts as he leaves, slamming the door behind him.

You put your head in your hands in total disbelief but anger quickly creeps in… “Fuck him!” You grab your bag and jacket and storm out the office to the elevators, you practically punch the call button until the elevator dings, the doors open and you head in.

Angrily wiping tears from your face you look up and see Yoongi running down the corridor towards you wiping tears from his eyes. You hit the door close button hard as he’s just feet away.

He shouts out “Wait!” As the doors close.

“Fuck Him” you say to yourself. You can barely catch your breath. You run through reception and out onto the street. Looking around, you have no clue where to go, you’re staying with Yoongi at his place, you have no where else to go.

You see a bus pull up at a nearby stop, you run to it and get on. You just need to get away from the HQ and Yoongi as quickly as possible.

Taking your seat you wipe your tears, take a deep breath and check your phone. You have 20 missed calls, multiple text messages and voicemails. You switch it off.

After about 20 mins you spot a little cafe opposite a play park coming up so you get off at the next stop.

You head in to the cafe, the waitress guides you over to a seat by the window. She takes your order, then gently pats your shoulder as she hands you a packet of tissues. You smile and thank her, her kindness sets you off crying again.

You take out your phone to check your makeup in the screen, you look a mess… No!… you look like the love of your life has just broken up with you, completely out of the blue.

You try to rack your brain to figure out what you could have done to push him away, were you too clingy, too needy?… you literally had no clue.

You switch your phone back on and it buzzes like mad. You leave it a little while as the waitress hands you your tea and water. She gives you a steamed bun, you didn’t order it but she’s not taking no for an answer. Your stomach grumbles and you thank her again, doing your best not to cry at her kindness.

You scroll through your messages all but one of them is from Yoongi. You don’t want to read his yet but there’s one from Hobi.

“Hi Y/N, it’s none of my business what has happened but please let me know where you are, are you safe? Yoongi is frantic, I’ve not seen him like this before. He’s panicking, he’s ready to call the police. You don’t have to speak but please just let me know you’re ok xx”

You text him to say “I’m ok xx”

He replies straight away “Where are you? I can come pick you up, you can come stay with me”

“Thank you, I just need a little space/time. I’ll text you in a little while, thank you x”

He replies “Ok. Love You x”

You let out a little sigh… take a sip of your tea and sit back watching the people pass by and the kids playing in the park across the road.

You can’t understand why Yoongi has acted the way he has, every time he spoke it was like he didn’t want the words to come out but each time they did they’d cut deeper. You were in the building to meet him for lunch… how did it turn so bad so quick… and why was he crying if he’s wanting to break up so badly?

A couple of teas and another steamed bun later, you feel calm enough to text Hobi. You can stay at his and try to exchange your ticket back home. You burst into tears again… “some fucking vacation this has turned out to be!”

You text Hobi “are you ok to pick me up still?”

“Yes, yes of course. Just let me know where you are?”

You haven’t got a clue!… you open google maps and work it out from there. You send him a screen shot of the cafe.

“Please don’t rush, drive safe” you text back.

You thank the waitress for her kindness being sure to leave a generous tip and you head out across the road to the park and wait for Hobi.

You sit on the swings, in a world of your own. You don’t want to have to go back home to the UK but you don’t want to be a burden and you can’t afford a hotel for the next 5 weeks! You’re screwed.

A little time passes as you sit on the swing and try to distract yourself listening to music. You see a car speed round the bend and pull up to the cafe scattering the gravel everywhere.

“What a dick” you think to yourself.

You hear the door slam and see Yoongi franticly run round the side to the cafe entrance, talking to the waitress, she points to you across the road. They both look over at your direction.

“Fuuuck!” You call out

He’s the last fucking person you want to see and “Hobi! That little Shit.” You panic standing up from the swing fumbling for your bag.

He runs across the lanes, a car blares it’s horn at him. He’s focused only on you…

“Is he crying?” You ask yourself

“No stop!… don’t come any closer!” Damn it, you start to cry again.

“Please… Y/N!” His hands clasped together as he walks towards you “Please” he says almost begging.

“I’m sorry” he cries, “I’m so sorry”

He continues to get closer as you back away, eventually falling back into the seat of the swing.

“Please let me try to explain!” He quickly wipes a tear from his cheek.

“I thought it was the right thing to do, I was worried about you and couldn’t bare to see you dragged into this lifestyle, the trolling, watching you second guess yourself because of comments or false scandals about me. We don’t see each other as much as a regular couple does. I feel like I’m stopping you from being truly happy but selfishly I can’t bare to be without you.

I spoke to some of the management and they said that it was unfair to you, for me to expect you to always be waiting for me. I thought breaking up would be the right thing, all I want is your happiness. I want you to be happy 365 days of the year”

You stand up again “Firstly, no person can be truly happy 365 days of the year. Secondly, Why did you ask for advice from management when they don’t know what we have together? Talk to me!… ask me!

I could probably handle it if you naturally fell out of love with me but this isn’t right Yoongi… I know what I signed up for from our very first date. I have never been happier in my entire life… even when we aren’t together I would rather miss you from miles away than not have you in my life. You don’t make my decisions for me!”

He’s devastated he’s hurt you, he hates himself for doing this but all he wants to do is protect you from the life he has chosen.

“Please tell me that I haven’t completely ruined everything?” He holds out his hand to pull you to him.

You hesitate “Don’t ever do this to me again.” You say angrily wiping your tears.

“I, I won’t… I’m sorry, I thought I was protecting you… but I need you, I fucking adore you.”

He takes hold of your hands and pulls you to him, he lightly kisses your lips… unsure if you’ll kiss him back or slap him. “I love you Y/N” he kisses you harder “Please say you love me back?”.

He runs his hands through your hair, he kisses you passionately and deeper. “I can’t believe I thought that I was doing the right thing”

“You’re an idiot…” you kiss him desperately, standing on your tip toes as he holds you tightly round your waist, holding you to him so you can’t leave him again.

He breaks the kiss by gently kissing your neck and cuddling you into him with his fingers running through the back of your hair. He takes you by your hand and walks you over to his car, the little lady from the cafe excitedly gives you the thumbs up through the window as Yoongi holds the car door open for you and you get in.

You sit and close your eyes, taking a deep breath as you rest your head back against the seat. You’re totally overwhelmed by the day. You move to fasten your seatbelt, Yoongi leans over to you pulling you to him by your collar, he kisses you hard his lips lingering on your bottom lip as he sucks it gently.

“I love you” he whispers “But next time I ask you to hold the elevator for me… Will you?…” he asks.

“Too soon dickhead” you smile. “Take me home”

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Insta…

Lounging on the sofa you scroll though your app’s while you wait for your boyfriend to finish work. Non of them particularly interesting until you scroll on to insta and your page of recommended posts pops up. It basically consists of post about BTS, Yoongi and the occasional recipe clips.

You jump as you hear a voice over your shoulder. “Why are you looking at pictures of me when I’m right here?”

“Hey, I didn’t hear you come in.” You turn to search for his kiss… he leans over and puckers his lips waiting for yours. You kiss him softly and gently lick his lip teasing him a little. “Mmmh… Hello” He whispers into your lips.

“Hello my love, have you had a good day?”

“Yeah but I’ll ask again… why are you looking at posts when I’m right here?”

“You’re here now yes but… I don’t know I just like looking at you. I like to see the slow mo videos Army loads, especially your Silver Spoon routine” you smile. “I save them for when I’m missing you”

“Let me see?” He asks

“Wait I have them in a saved folder”

“A folder! How many are there?”

“I don’t know, I just bookmark them as soon as see the ones I love”

“Why?”

“Well… if I’m feeling a little lonely or thirsty” you laugh nervously “They’re good “reading” material for me!”

“Whaaaat!” His mouth agape

“Don’t tell me you haven’t saved posts that turned you on… ever?”

“I have… they’re all of you!” He laughs

“Awww” You smile kissing his cheek as you hand him your phone.

He’s smiling as he scrolls through your saved posts.“There’s so many!” He laughs “Why this one?”

“Why have I saved you thrusting in slo motion?… Hmm let me think” you say sarcastically

“Oh Shit! Why this one?” He asks a laughing.

“It makes me laugh hard, your face is covered in red lipstick!” You explain.

“And this one?…”

“Oh you have to turn the sound on for that one. It’s you speaking in English, your voice is so deep and your wearing all black aaaaand your hair is ginger… Mmmmm Tick, Tick, Tick” You laugh ticking your imaginary checklist.

“Oh my god you’re a pervert!”

“Just for you my love”

His facial expression quickly changes and he hands your phone back to you turning away.

“I guess I wasn’t supposed to see that one”

“Eh? What one?”

You pick your phone back up and check. It’s a close up video of JK on stage. Yoongi gets up from the sofa and heads to the kitchen

“Wait!”

“No I shouldn’t have asked”

“No it’s not like that” you laugh

“It’s not like what? It’s not like you’ve got a video of a handsome muscular man saved on your phone to, as you say “read later”.

“Woah there! If you let me explain”

“There’s nothing to explain it’s fine I get it, it just took me by surprise”

You move closer “Yoongi please…” He ignores you and moves to random parts of the kitchen to avoid eye contact with you.

“I’m going to take a nap”

“But…”

“No, please just let me be”

You know not to push it, he’s clearly upset but it’s going to be embarrassing for you both when you get the chance to explain why you saved the video.

You pace around the living room resisting the urge to go in the room and speak to him but you decide to text him instead…

“Can you please watch the clip till the end? Then you’ll see why I’ve saved it.” You forward the clip on to him.

The clip is JK rehearsing but in the background Yoongi is wiggling his butt with such enthusiasm combined with his gummy smile, it makes you smile so hard when you watch it and cheers you up if you’re feeling down.

“Please don’t be mad/upset, you and your arse are the only clips I need or save to “read later” when I don’t have you next to me. So can you please finish your nap and actually BE next to me!”

Total silence from his room, then you hear the sound of the clip playing followed by silence again.

This is torture… you let out a frustrated moan and flop down on the sofa.

Then you hear a fumbling sound coming from his room. Now you’re getting pissed off. Just as you’re planning to head into his room you hear the door click open and a very red flushed faced Yoongi appears.

“I’m sorry...” he says scratching his head.

You walk over to him and kiss him hard, he pulls you closer to him. “Don’t be sorry, just let me explain next time, I’ll delete the clip though”

“I didn’t think I was the jealous type”

“Your face is still flushed, you don’t have to be embarrassed” you assure him.

“No, it’s not from that” he says laughing

“I erm… made you a new video, kind of an apology. I nearly fell off the bed”

Your phone pings and you load the message.

It’s a shaky video of Yoongi standing on his bed and frantically shaking his arse in the direction of the camera. You burst out laughing almost tearing up a little. “You’re such a dork”

He grabs hold of your face and kisses you passionately, his hands running through your hair. “But I’m your dork”

You kiss him harder slapping your hands on his arse cheeks. He wriggles his butt in your hands as he pushes you to the bedroom… to wriggle it a little more for you just minus your clothes.

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Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Drama…

You’re sitting cosy on the sofa after a busy day at work, happily winding down getting your k drama fix.

You hear keys rattle as the door to your apartment opens and your boyfriend sighs heavily as he drops his bag and heads over to you on the sofa.

Standing behind you he whispers “Hello Lover” he leans over you searching for your lips. You tip your head back and pucker up “Hello my Love” you say as he plants a sloppy kiss, his lips covering yours.

“Mmmm I’ve missed you, come love me please” you pat the sofa next to you. He climbs over it from behind instead of walking around. Clambering on top of you and straddling your lap.

You laugh “I think there’s been a mix up, shouldn’t this be the other way round!”

“Nope, I have you where I want you” he tucks your hands under his knees, putting his hands either side of your face he kisses you softly. You try to move your hands but he won’t let you, he just kisses you harder.

“Let me touch you please?”

“Nope” he continues to kiss you.

“Aww stop it…” you whine.

He leans back, slowly stops kissing you as you lean into him to chase his lips.

“What are you watching?”

“A very frustrating KDrama” you pout

“Why’s it frustrating?”

“Well on this one there’s been 13 episodes of pure sexual tension, then when they’re eventually left alone together” you try wriggling your hands free “all he does is kiss her on the fucking forehead” He laughs at your frustration.

“Will you stop teasing and just let me touch you?” You complain

“I’m sorry” he laughs leaning in he plants a kiss on your forehead then heads into the kitchen.

“Are you kidding me!” you flop back on the sofa watching him smile at you from the kitchen. You stick your face in the sofa and let out a frustrated moan.

After a little while he comes back from the kitchen with some food for you both and sits down next to you. “Why do you watch them if they frustrate you so much?”

“I guess I’m just a sucker for a happy ending… well that and some of the kisses are worth the wait” you smile.

“What do mean?”

“Well theres Kim Soo-hyun he looks like a really good kisser… he doesn’t just press his lips to the female lead, he makes it look so passionate, it gave me butterflies”

You turn to look at Yoongi his mouth is open and his noodle laden chopsticks are hovering in front of him.

“What? What’s wrong?” You smile

“Sounds like you’ve been paying a lot of attention to Kim Soo-hyun scenes huh?!”

“Well yeah not just him though Park Hyung-sik looks like he’s a really good kisser too!” You run your fingers against your lips as Yoongi drops his chop sticks in his bowl in disgust.

“Yah!”

You’re startled then laugh nervously at his facial expression.

“This is what you’ve been doing? Perving on these guys when I’m not here!?, I thought you said the plot was good?”

You laugh “the plot is really good for this one but to be fair if there wasn’t a plot I’d still watch it with him in it!”

He turns to face you, a streak of jealousy in his eyes.

“Ok put one of these kisses on then? Let me see what all the fuss is about!”

“I’m just messing with you, you know how much I love kissing and I hate it when there isn’t a good kiss scene especially when there’s been such a big build up to it”

“No… lm not having it. Put it on, I need to see my competition”

“I can assure you there is No competition, I only have to think about kissing you and I’m turned on. Your kisses are the only ones I want”

He folds his arms in a huff…

“Ok, here watch this clip. I’m sure you’ll appreciate it too the female lead is stunning.” You hand him your phone

“Don’t care” he huffs

You play one of your many favourite scenes from Its Ok To Not Be Ok Ep 11.

You turn to watch Yoongi for his reaction. He’s watching it with the same concentration he has when reviewing one of his performances.

A whole 2:50 minutes pass by, you smile as he locks eyes with you and within a split second he pounces on you.

He kisses you hard, pushing you down into the sofa as he lays on top of you, pressing himself against you. He has one hand running up your thigh as his kisses get more intense.

You’re so turned on, you don’t know where to touch him first but you want him, all of him. You kiss him hard one hands under his t shirt and the other in his long hair, you pull him closer into you.

He can’t get enough of you, he kisses you deeper, your tongues gently brushing against each other’s. He sucks hard on your bottom lip, you whisper “Yoongi”

Then you both come up for air…

“Shit I needed that” he whispers

“See!” You shout “see what I mean?” That’s what these K Dramas do to you!” You laugh.

“I think I need to start paying more attention to the programmes you’re watching”

He leans in, you move your lips towards him craving another of his kisses, he gently caresses your cheek then kisses your forehead.

“Wait, what the?! Oh my god!… you are the worst tease!” You let out another frustrated moan.

“Never kiss me on my forehead again… unless you’re going to fuck me straight after”

“Ok”… he laughs as he takes the dishes back into the kitchen. He then turns and heads back to you, leaning in again he takes a hold of your face in his hands and softly kisses your forehead…

You let out a sigh and just as you’re about to complain, he holds his hand out to you and says “Come on then” biting his lip as he leads you to the bedroom.

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Busy…

“Ok I get it… you’re busy!”

“There’s no need to be such a dick about it” you whisper under your breath as you turn and leave his office.

You head to the kitchen, blast your Beastie Boys playlist and carry on baking as you shimmy round the kitchen.

Yoongi stomps into the kitchen ready to continue the argument and complain about the music but as soon as he sees you carefree and dancing, he leans against the door frame and watches you with a huge smile on his face. You’re oblivious to him as you shake your butt dancing while whisking your eggs.

You forget yourself and start recounting the brief argument you had with Yoongi “I have deadlines… I’m busy… you don’t understand” you say mocking his voice. “I only wanted to make sure he had something to eat and drink, but nooo! I’ll walk in one day and he’ll be collapsed over his desk. The dickhead!” You mumble to yourself.

“Hey! Dickhead!” He yells

You spin round nearly shitting yourself…

“Who are you calling dickhead?” You shout

“I should ask you the same question?!” He laughs

He moves closer “One day you’ll find me collapsed over my desk eh?!”

You start moving back… as he keeps walking closer to you.

“I’m a dickhead eh!” He steps forward…

“You only wanted to make sure I’d ate and drank huh?” He steps closer again, you’re backed up against the sink.

He reaches out hooking his finger on the loop of your jeans, yanking you to him. One hand firmly on your waist and the other tucking your hair back behind your ear.

“I’m sorry I was mean, I never want to take my stresses out on you but I fucked up” he leans in and kisses you softly.

“Im sorry too” you say “I’m just being sensitive but I do need you to eat something… and you are a dickhead” You kiss him quickly and run over to the fridge laughing.

“Come here” He walks towards you.. “Aaah stop right there! Don’t come any closer… you’re a busy man!” You grab a plate of food from the fridge and put it in his hand “Eat this please”.

You turn him round, slap his butt and point him in the direction of his studio. He laughs and follows his orders. You hear his door click shut.

“Ooh he’s so fucking cute” you squeal.

You’ve busied yourself the best part of the day, desperately wanting to disturb him and see his face. It’s been too long without speaking to him. “Fuck it” you tell yourself.

You knock on the door opening it a little “Yoongi?… I just want to check in…”

He’s flat out on his desk… “Yoongi?… are you sleeping?” you walk closer “Are you taking the piss?” You shove him but he doesn’t flinch.

You panic a little and shake him calling his name. No response “Yoongi please!” You see a slight smirk form at the side of his mouth. “What a shit” you think to yourself… two can play this game.

You walk away towards the door “Oh what a shame… at least now I’ll be able to find a new cooler boyfriend… I wonder if Namjoon is still single?” You say as you open the door slightly.

You hear a clatter and a scramble behind you as he rushes to the door pushing it closed “Yah!… That’s not fair!” He moans.

“Oh look… what a relief… he has risen!” You raise your hands and smile.

“Ooooh you…” he says through gritted teeth grabbing your cheeks, he squashes them making your lips pout as he kisses them hard, pushing you up against the door.

“I’ve been fake collapsed at my desk waiting for you for the past half an hour” he laughs, stamping his foot a little. “You dick!.. I’ve been pacing round the house waiting for you to finish your work!”

He leans in kissing you softly, paying extra attention to your bottom lip sucking it gently, you lean into him kissing him back harder. Your hand resting on his chest you ask “Are you still busy?”

“Erm Yeah” You frown at his reply.

“Busy working out how quickly I can get you on the couch and my pants off… I want you… so bad”

“Well let me help speed it up…” you say while you unbutton his jeans.

“Let’s get busy” you whisper.

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Harassment…

It was a rare day off for Yoongi, so you made the most of it and filled it with his favourite things.

Lying on the sofa, flicking between Netflix and basketball, only moving for food/refreshments, toilet breaks and kisses.

You sat either end of the sofa with your legs resting on each other’s.

If he thought you weren’t paying enough attention he would prod your butt cheek with his toe.

You take out your chap stick and run it over your lips. Yoongi notices and asks “My lips are a little dry can I try some of that too!?”

“Yeah, here you go” you hold your arm outstretched to him.

He leans into you, he continues getting closer till he is eventually on all fours on top of you. Leaning in he smooshes his lips against yours, rubbing the chap stick you’d just applied on his lips while laughing.

“Hey!” You whine

You reapply it. He quickly smooshes his lips on yours again. “Sir… this is harassment” you joke

He leans in again… “Wait!” You say putting your finger to his lips.

You reapply the chap stick to his lips “Ok, now you’re ready” you smile as he rubs his lips together.

“Thank you” he sits back down with a smirk

“Hey!… you’re such a tease! Where’s my kiss?”

“I thought it was harassment?” He raises an eyebrow

“Well I want you to harass me!” You whine

“Come here then…”

“You’re not playing fair Yoongi!”

He grabs a hold of your ankles and pulls you in to him, giggling you move in closer and straddle his lap.

“Harass me… please” he asks, his hands slowly move under your t shirt stroking either side of your waist.

You stroke his hair back with your fingers then hold his head in your hands as you kiss him slowly and passionately.

He leans further back on the sofa moaning into your kiss, tipping you forward onto him, his hands firmly on your hips then he slides them to your arse.

You slowly rock into him, kissing from his cheek to the nape of his neck and then seductively suck on his ear.

“Yoongi” you whisper

“Mmmm my love”

“Do you really want to be harassed on your day off, when you could be relaxing?” You ask continuing to kiss him slowly.

“I have never been happier to be harassed” he laughs as he puts his hand in the back of your hair and pulls you to him, kissing you sloppily.

“Can I harass your top off?” He smiles

You whip it off without hesitation. He smiles as he cups your boobs. He gently massages them alternating between licking and sucking at your nipples, nipping them a little. You let out a moan as you grab his hands and start to thrust slow and hard onto him.

He grabs hold of you laying you back on the sofa pulling your trousers and underwear off, he whips his t-shirt off while you pull at his trousers exposing his peach like arse, he’s already perfectly erect and ready to go.

He leans in and kisses you hard as you run your fingers up and down his back eventually resting on his arse, you dig your nails in and say “Harass me really fucking good and hard Yoongi”

He doesn’t wait… he slides himself into you, you both take a little time to savour the feel of each other before his hips harass the life out of you.

“Fuuck, that feels so good” he moans as you tighten around him, he pounds into you harder.

Then he slowly pulls himself out of you

“Yoongi, please…”

“Shhh I want you on all fours… please”

You happily assume the position under his watchful gaze.

He pulls your arse to him, sliding his fingers into you moving them in and out as you push against them, he rubs delicate circles round your clit making you moan his name. He slowly stops… leaning in and kissing the back of your neck.

“How badly do you want me to harass you?” He whispers.

“So fucking bad, please don’t tease”

He pulls you into him and starts pounding like fuck, taking your breath away as his thrusts get deeper. It’s not long before you’re both a hot sweaty mess, you climax almost screaming his name while he growled through gritted teeth as he came. You end up wrapped in each other, out of breath on the sofa.

You pull your t shirt on as he strokes his fingers down your back.

Finding your chapstick under his arm, you brush it over your lips. He quickly leans up and smooshes his lips against yours. Plucking the tube out of your hand. “Hey!” You shout.

“Pucker up sweet cheeks” he says waiting to apply the chap stick on you

You pucker your lips, he laughs as he swipes it across your cheek instead.

“Yoongi ah! Stob it!” You laugh as he smooshes his lips across your cheek.

“I’m sorry, here come closer” he pulls you in closer

You pucker your lips again, he dabs it on your nose!

“Oh you dick!” he laughs then smooshes your nose!

“Excuse me sir!… This is most definitely harassment”

“No it’s not but this is” He grabs your thighs pulling you down to him as he lifts up your t shirt and strokes the chap stick across your boobs. Sticking his head under your t shirt he seductively and sloppily slides his lips and tongue over your nipple while he tweaks the other.

You run your fingers through his hair sighing “I really do love your days off Yoongi”

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Promises…

You slowly stretch under the covers letting out a satisfied moan…

You turn and see Yoongi sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at you adoringly, smiling as he watches you stretch and trying his best to control himself after hearing you moan.

“Good morning lover…” He says planting a kiss firmly on your lips

“Mmmmmm” you moan as you stretch out again

“Please stop doing that”

“Eh? Doing what?” You say while stroking your fingers slowly up and down his back.

“Doing what…?” he laughs leaning in to you. “As if you don’t know, you sound so fucking sexy when you moan, I’ve been sat here at the edge of the bed for the past 10 minutes listening to you and trying to contain my erection”. You laugh “You should have woke me”

“I couldn’t because I’d be even later than I already am and when I want you, I’m not rushing my time with you” he smirks.

You clench your thighs together, his voice, his words, he could be reading out an instruction booklet for a toaster and you’d still be turned on.

“You need to get going then, you can’t be late because of me… the boys will be mad if you keep them waiting” you gently nudge him.

“Ok but when I get back tonight”… he smooches on your lips hard “I’ll help you make those noises again but not because you’re tired”

“Is that a promise?”

“Yes it most definitely is” he kisses you on the cheek, then the other, your nose, your forehead then lastly he sucks hard on your bottom lip making you moan.

“Aaaagggh! Ok, I’m going!” he jumps up grabs his keys and bag turns to look back at you, biting his lip. He runs back to you and kisses you quickly.

“Aaagggh” he stamps his foot then darts out the door.

“Mmmmmmmmm Bye My Love!” You tease as the door closes behind him.

You turn over to Yoongi’s side of the bed, you still have half an hour before you need to start getting ready for work.

You hear the door unlock “What did you forget now!?” You call out, turning back over to see Yoongi hopping on one foot struggling to take his other shoe off, he runs towards you and jumps on the bed, you squeal with excitement.

“5 more minutes” he smirks while you wrap your legs around his waist and he starts kissing you slowly and passionately.

“Yoongi…” you whisper as he kisses down your neck “Mmmh” he responds

“You’ll get in trouble with the boys”

“Ssshhhh don’t you worry… I still have 1:38 minutes left” You haven’t made out like this in a while, kissing each other sloppily as your tongues brush against each other’s, your hands all over each other. You let out a little moan instantly apologising as it escapes. “Sorry, sorry. Ok now you have to go” you say lightly pushing him from you.

“Ok, ok!” He laughs, grabbing one more kiss

He opens the door pouting while he backs away.

“Love you” you both say in unison.

After a busy day at work you get home, it’s late and Yoongi still isn’t home.

As you change into your comfy clothes you get a text from him “My love I’m going to be late, I’m sorry but if I get this finished tonight we can have the weekend together. Please have something to eat, don’t wait up. Love you xx”

You let out a moan of frustration… it’s not unusual for Yoongi to be late getting home but you were looking forward to him keeping his promise, still at least you’ll have time together over the weekend.

You wake early the following morning. Looking over you see Yoongi sleeping peacefully next to you, he has one hand cupping your boob, one leg wrapped round you and the cutest little sleepy pout on his face. You didn’t hear him come home but you know he will be tired, you do your best to not disturb him so you slide out of his grip as he stirs and lets out a little moan. Now you understand why he sat on the bed listening to you make the same noises the morning before. He sounds so fucking hot.

You lean in and softly kiss his pout then turn to leave, his arm reaches out grabbing you round the waist, moaning “Good morning” he pulls you in close to him. You back yourself into him and he wraps himself around you.

“Aren’t you tired” you ask

“Yes but I need this more” he squeezes you in a little tighter

“Are you ok? Did work go ok?”

“Yes and no, work is good but busy… I’m feeling a little overwhelmed to be honest” he says quietly.

You turn yourself around to face him and comb your fingers through his hair, you kiss his cheek. “You’ve got a lot on, I need you to look after yourself please, is there anything I can do to help?” He pulls you in tighter and nuzzles his head into your neck kissing it softly.

“This helps” he says wrapping his leg over you.

You hold him tightly and continue to stroke your fingers through his hair while he dozes back off to sleep, moaning slightly as he drifts off, you bite your lip thinking about his promise.

You wake a couple of hours or so later to find him in the kitchen making coffee, a big smile spreads across his face as you walk towards him.

“Good afternoon lover” he shouts. You grab a hold of his face and kiss him hard, he leans in for more and you happily oblige. You can’t help but put your hands straight in his hair and pull him into you kissing each other slowly and passionately. He has his hand cradling your neck and the other on your arse, pulling you in to close what little gap there was between you.

Your kisses get more desperate as he sucks gently on your bottom lip (he knows what this does to you) and you can’t help but moan out.

“There you go again Y/N, I don’t think you know what it does to me”

“Trust me after this morning, I do” you laugh as you lean in to continue the kiss.

“I have a promise to keep…” he whispers

“I was worried you’d forgot”

“Never, I always keep my promise” he whispers pulling your underwear down, caressing your arse and kissing you harder. You continue to moan when you feel his crotch rub against you and he slides his hands underneath your t shirt, slowly massaging your breasts.

He lifts you and places you up on the counter top, you ease back while he kisses your breast then slowly moving his hand down to your pussy, he gently slides two fingers into you and you thrust against them. You take in a breath and almost forget to let it out, “You feel so good” you moan as he picks up the pace. You watch him bite his lip as you hold his wrist and start to thrust against him harder.

“Fuck Y/N” he moans

“Please Yoongi… I need more”

He doesn’t hesitate… he swaps his fingers for his perfectly erect cock, sliding into you gently while taking a few seconds so he can feel himself inside you. He sucks a breath in through his teeth as he starts to fuck you slowly but the more noise you make the harder he goes.

“Yoongi… I… I can’t take it. You feel so fucking good, yes right there… Oh god… please right there… mmmmm yes, yes!” His hands grip your arse tighter as he rams his hips against you. You feel so good when you tighten around him and he feels you arch yourself into him, you cry out again and he can barely contain himself. You both frantically fuck each other “Yoongi!” you cry out as you cum, he tips his head back as he follows you. You both slowly rock into each other and ride out the high of your orgasm together.

He has his head resting on your chest as he catches his breath. “Fuck Y/N… that was so fucking good” he sighs

“I’m so glad you always keep your promises” you laugh as you comb his hair back from his sweaty brow and run your fingers through his hair.

“Can I make another promise to you in advance… for tonight, tomorrow morning and the day after please?”

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Call It…

“Bullshit…” You yell

“Eh?”

“I call bullshit!… there’s no way you don’t know what a simple gesture from you can do to a woman?”

“What do you mean!” He asks

“Don’t be so naive Yoongi” you moan

“There are cameras on you constantly, you can’t drink water without someone thinking it’s hot. You can’t pout without someone wanting to jump you! I should know!! I’m that someone!” You poke at your chest, a little too hard.

“So don’t play fucking coy thinking that licking your lips as a waitress brings your meal over isn’t going to get a reaction. The reaction will be me walking out and leaving you both to it!”

He leans in trying to take hold of your hand but you pull away.

“FUUUCK ME Y/N… I can’t make an innocent gesture without it being construed as being seductive or suggestive. I have no clue what the waitress even looked like… I know that my food looked good, I know my lips were dry… I licked my fucking lips Y/N, I just licked them” he sighs.

“Why are we doing this now? Who’s planted the seed of doubt, what’s making you think I want anyone but you?!”

“Here’s the seed of doubt… who’s that?!” Angry tears well in your eyes. You show him the article titled “BTS’s Suga - In Dating Scandal” with a very blurry photo attached.

It’s clearly him with his favourite embroidered bomber jacket, the picture was cropped from security footage so you could only see the two of them walking in what looked like an alleyway, with his hand on the girls arse.

“What the fuck?!” He exclaims “Well that’s obviously me but who the fuck is that” he squints at the picture.

“You tell me, she has long dark hair and you’re keeping her arse warm!”

“But I’ve never even… Wait, when and where is this supposed to have been taken?”

“2 Weeks ago near your HQ”

He scrunches his face and pouts taking a closer look.

“Is this a joke…” he asks

You can feel yourself getting more frustrated, you down your Soju.

“That’s you dickhead!” he laughs

“Don’t you dare..” You’re ready to flip your shit.

“Wait! Let me explain…” he holds up his hands in protest.

“WE! you and I… went to the cafe round the corner, you met me for lunch. WE ended up there for the rest of the day! That’s you drunk on Soju pretending to be Jimin with your cardigan over your head! Not some girl with black hair!… it’s you! He exclaims

“You were drunk and you said I had to take you out the back door because you didn’t want YOUR fans to see you like that!” He has a massive smile forming.

You snatch your phone out of his hand pinching and zooming in. Fuck! Sure enough it’s you, you can see that now, that’s your hair poking out the side of the cardigan, that’s your wrist tattoos and that’s your bag Yoongi’s carrying over his shoulder!

“Fuuuuuck” you feel your face flushing red. Your ears are burning. You fucking fool. You’ve done it again, you’ve let your own insecurities fuck you over.

He leans in to you wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him.

You slope back and slowly try to slide down under the table to hide your face from the embarrassment. He stops you, laughing as he pulls you up to him. With one hand round your waist and the other in your hair and softly kisses your pout.

“When” he kisses your bottom lip

“Will you” he kisses your top lip

“Understand” he sucks at your bottom lip

“That I only” he pecks at your mouth

“Want you, nobody else” he kisses you hard, you grab hold of his face and kiss him passionately, your tongues brushing against each others. You move your fingers to his hair while his hand moves to your arse, grabbing it tight as your kisses get more fervent.

You come up for air “I’m sorry, I’m such an arsehole and I’m never drinking again”

“I call bullshit”… he smiles as he leans in kissing you harder.

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Keep Off…

“Everyone assumes I just sit in here all day or that they can’t speak to me, I can’t be disturbed if I’m in the studio… I don’t know how that started. I mean obviously if I’m busy and have a deadline to meet then I’m more focused on the task but I do take breaks. I do do other things than just stay in here. People can come and see me, I must come across as pretty boring if they think that’s all I do?”

“Oh ok, does that mean I can come and sit in with you while you work then?”

“No” he laughs

“Dickhead!” You smile

“I wouldn’t get anything done…”

“That’s not fair you know I wouldn’t make a sound”

“That’s the thing, anyone else I can cope with but you don’t have to make a sound to distract me, you alone are distraction enough!”

You huff… “so anyone can be with you in your studio except for me… your girlfriend?”

“Pretty much…” he smiles

“Fine…”

“Wait, are you upset?”

“Nope, it’s all good. Thank you for clarifying”

He reaches his hand over to your thigh. You quickly stand “ok well I’m going in the shower, I’ll let you get on, I don’t want to keep you from your work”

You know you’re being petty but you can’t help it, your favourite thing to do is watch him work. You get so turned on by him just being himself, his little expressions and mannerisms as well as his hands.

Those fucking hands, even watching him prepping food turns you on and now he’s stopping you from getting your fix.

You head to the shower. 10mins later you hear the door to the bathroom click open, Yoongi walks up to the shower door pressing himself against it as he watches you lathering yourself up. “Can I join you?” He asks.

“No… sorry… I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on getting myself clean, I mean if it were anybody else wanting to join it would be fine but I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on washing myself if…”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Sorry… I just really need to focus” you say rubbing the soapy bubbles across your breasts, staring straight at him tweaking your nipples as you go.

He presses himself up harder against the shower door, his mouth open as he watches you bend over lathering up your legs making sure he has full view of your ass.

His forehead flush against the door he lets out a frustrated moan.

You straighten up and start rubbing the soap over your stomach, swirling it around moving your hands up to your breasts lathering the soap around them.

You move your hand slowly down to your pussy. He bites his lip “Please Y/N…” he pleads. You can see his erection pushing against the shower door.

You’re so turned on by the pleading look on his face, you slide two fingers slowly inside, you moan “Suugaa”.

He can’t take it. He bursts through the door fully clothed his arm instantly round your waist as the other grabs the back of your neck gripping your hair, he kisses you hard pushing you up against the tiled wall.

Your hands move immediately to his hair, you hitch your leg up against his hip, he slides his fingers into you as you start to slowly fuck against them.

“Please fu…” you begin to say. Before you even finish he’s desperately trying to rid himself of his soaking wet pj bottoms while you pull at his wet t shirt.

“Aaaagh! I’ve never had to fight this hard with my clothes before!!” As you both laugh

“Your underwear isn’t this hard to take off when it’s wet!” He laughs. Slapping his chest you tell him “Hurry the fuck up… please!”

He’s frantically stamping himself out of them…

“Ok… where were we” he smiles

“In me…” you moan

He flips you round as you steady yourself with your hands against the wall, he grabs your hips pulling them towards him. He slides himself slowly into you as you savour every inch of him, you both let out a satisfied moan. He starts fucking away, slamming into you and taking his frustrations out on your hips.

You’re pleading for him to “Fuck me Yoongi!” He has one hand on your shoulder and the other squeezing your ass as he hammers away. He pulls you back to him as he starts kissing hard down your neck

“Fuuuck Y/N” he moans. You reach round grabbing a hold of his ass digging your nails in as he continues to pound away at you.

You can barely get your breath as you feel a ping in the pit of your stomach and you tighten yourself around him.

“Fuck please, please… wait oh god I’m going to cum” you cry out.

“Me too lover” he whispers with his deep voice in your ear, seconds later you peak together. He lets out a satisfied “Aaaaggghh!” as he holds you tightly to him.

Your legs are weak as he eases himself from you, gently turning you round and kisses you sloppily.

You pull the shower head over to you both and freshen yourselves up. Handing you a towel he takes you by the hand over to the bed.

You lay there cheeks flushed as you watch him dry himself down and put on some dry pj bottoms.

His perfectly toned body and long wet hair making you clench your thighs together as you bite your lip, you put your face in your hands and let out a little scream.

“What?… what is it” he asks confused by your reaction. “You can come in the studio, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset…”

“No, no it’s ok… I’ve come to realise that I would continue to be a distraction… I can’t be in the same room as you and not want to touch you or have you touch me” you blush.

“I would only want to cum in your studio”

“Yeah?… well I can focus on that too” he smirks.

the best kisses are about the hands

the kiss by francesco hayez // the kiss by gustav klimt // the meeting on the turret stairs by frederic william burton // the kiss by auguste rodin and details

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Track List…

Leaning over the counter you gaze adoringly at your boyfriend, watching as he cooks up another no doubt delicious meal.

“Taste this please…”

Yoongi holds out a spoon to your lips

“Tell me what you think?”

“Yes Chef!” You take a taste “Ooh… That That I Like It” you smirk

He rolls his eyes and continues cooking.

“Should I make some rice to go with it?” He asks

“No, not today!” You grin

He tips his head back and let’s out a groan.

You slide round the work top moving closer to him.

He’s playing it cool giving you the side eye but you spot the corner of his mouth raise ever so slightly. Which only encourages you to aggravate him more.

You start bopping your head and shaking your hips, moving closer towards him as you bump your hips against his.

“Stop iiiit!” He laughs.

“Hey! I don’t need Permission to Dance!”

“Aaaaaaggh!… please Y/N!” Still laughing.

Standing behind him you wrap your arms around his waist, kissing his shoulders.

He lifts his arm up and over getting you in a gentle head lock and pulling you up to him as he plants a kiss firmly on your lips.

“Now do you regret teasing me because I couldn’t remember a couple of your hundred song titles?” You ask.

“No, no I don’t… not if it means you’ll grind your hips up against me just to tease me. Can I make one request though… please can we do it again but with our clothes off?”

Your mouth wide open, you gasp…

“Aaaaah” he says “Finally! no more witty comebacks eh, are you struggling to find an answer?” He teases.

“No…” you say as you scoot yourself up on the counter, legs wide open. “You guys just never wrote a song titled… Please stop talking and fuck me over this kitchen counter now”

He flicks the hobs off, flings the utensils in the sink as he moves over to you and positions himself between your legs. Grabbing your hips pulling you to him, he kisses you hard and whispers in your ear “You’re My Universe”.

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4 Days…

You finally arrive. The flight was long but you’re hoping it’s going to be worth it. It’s 9:30am in Seoul.

You text Hobi to let him know you’ve arrived safe and are just coming out of arrivals. He calls you to give instructions on where he and Jimin are parked. Jimin starts flashing his lights when you are near. You can hear their laughter coming from the car feet away.

Once you’re inside Hobi is squealing with excitement, squeezing and hugging you tightly. He’s then pushed out of the way as you get a hug and a kiss from Jimin, you all clap your hands in giddy excitement. “Ok” you say… “that’s enough. I stink and I’m tired! Halp me!” As you flop down on the back seat dramatically. You feel sick to your stomach, a mixture of nerves, hunger and desperation to surprise Yoongi.

The boys have helped you plan it, they had just finished their latest tour and were back home. The plan was to get to Hobi’s, so you could get yourself changed and freshened up. The boys faked a meeting at HQ as they knew that Yoongi would already be there. Telling him they had some adjustments to make to their albums and they needed his help. Hobi’s plan was to tell Yoongi that there was a parcel he needed to sign for in reception and instead it would be you.

While Jimin made his way to HQ after dropping you both off, Hobi had you fed, watered and after you’d refreshed yourself with a hot shower you were ready to go. Hobi blasted music on the drive over as you were both far too quiet. He had a call from Jimin confirming Yoongi was in the building as he had slept in the studio the night before.

Just as you arrive in the car park your phone buzzes with a text from Yoongi “Sorry I didn’t reply it’s been a bit hectic, can I FaceTime you before you go to sleep?, I miss your face. Please?”

“Shit!”

You text him back asking him to give you 10-15 mins.

You head into reception wearing a black cap, face mask and long black padded coat. Hobi hugs you tightly and tells you it will all be ok and he’ll see you soon and leaves you in reception for what is the longest 10mins of your life. You finally get a nod from the reception staff that Yoongi is on his way down…

You hear the ping of the elevators.

You can feel your pulse pounding in your ears.

You feel like your legs are going to give way.

Your heart is literally in your throat.

You turn your back to him as he walks down the corridor.

You hear his footsteps getting closer as he mumbles the words “fucking FaceTime” to himself, he then asks the staff what he needs to sign for, sounding a little moody. That voice though… how you’ve missed that voice.

You slowly turn around to face him, pulling your mask off and ask “Are you free to FaceTime now?”

“What the fuuh?!”

He steps back eyes wide scanning you up and down, not sure if it is your voice he heard?

He moves closer, slowly lifting your cap and peaking under it.

He gasps… pulling it back down over your face as he runs away back up the corridor to the elevators.

“Yoongi!” you shout laughing at him. You can hear Hobi clapping/laughing in the background while filming it all on his phone.

You take your cap off as he runs back to you… your arms open, ready to be whisked off your feet. Instead he grabs your wrist and pulls you to the elevator frantically pressing at the call button.

“Yoongi?” You say a little worried as you can’t see his face. The staff and Hobi pile in the elevator quickly after you. Yoongi is standing protectively in front of you. Desperately wanting to kiss you and hold you but too scared of his emotions in front of everyone.

Your back is to the wall of the elevator in the corner, he has a tight grip of your hand holding it to his side.

You rest your forehead on the back of his shoulder completely overwhelmed you let out a heavy sigh, you still don’t know if he’s happy to see you?

A tear falls down your cheek and he feels your breathing change as you let out a quiet sob.

Still holding your hand, he pulls it up to his chest squeezing it tightly to him. You can feel his heart pounding through his chest.

You discreetly put your free hand on the other side of his waist and pull him to you a little. Desperate for him to turn around and kiss you like you’ve dreamt of for months.

Hobi can see the shift in mood and nods to the staff saying “Erm guys come with me I’ve just remembered there’s fresh donuts in the meeting room level 5” they all get off at the next floor. Hobi shouts “Love you guys!” As he exits.

Yoongi doesn’t react he just continues to stare straight ahead… the elevator doors ping closed.

“Yoongi I’m sor…” He turns around grabbing your face in his hands and smashes his lips into yours, kissing you with total desperation, pressing you up against the elevator wall. Your hands go straight to his ass as you pull him in to you, quickly moving them up to his shoulders then cupping his face. You feel wet on your hands as you open your eyes and see tears in his and down his cheek.

You panic. “Yoongi I’m sorry I thought it would be a good idea to surprise you I didn’t mean to upset you…”

“Shut up dickhead and kiss me, I’ve missed you so fucking much!” He grabs your coat collar and pulls you in to him as you wrap yourself around him, just as the elevator doors ping open, he takes you by the hand to his studio.

You’re barely in the door when he flings your cap off and takes your coat from you tossing them to one side.

“I can’t believe it, are you really here?”

His arms outstretched with both hands on your shoulders, he’s staring you up and down and gently turns you around grabbing a hold of your ass “Ahhh yes, you’re real!” He smiles pulling you in to him as he wraps his arms around you, lightly brushing over your breasts and gently kisses your neck.

He pulls you over to his couch and sits himself down, you straddle him as he pulls you down to him.

“How the hell did you pull this off?” He says with a muffled voice as his face is buried into your breasts.

You lean back, combing your fingers through his hair. You tell him how Hobi helped you plan it, that you knew he had the next 4 days free so you planned on spending them with him.

“Wait!… just 4 days?!”

“Well yes…”

“But I have 2 weeks R&R!” He interrupts

“I know but we didn’t have access to your whole schedule, or know if you had anything planned and I don’t want you cancelling any ready made plans with friends or family and so I just grabbed the 4 days and…”

“No! I’m not happy, cancel the return ticket, change the date… stay with me!” He demands

“I can’t cancel it’s too expensive” you laugh.

“No, please just cancel it, 4 days isn’t enough. No, I’ll give you the money, let me buy it please?” He whines

“But I can’t let you do that, plus I have to be back at work, I have a business to run”

He flings himself back on the sofa completely deflated “I’ve just got to hold you, I’ll blink and you’ll be gone!”

“Well don’t blink and don’t waste the time we have in a huff!” You tease.

“Please?” he pleads

“Shhhhh… kiss me Yoongi!”

God how you’ve missed his lips, his smell the feel of his hands on you but most of all you just desperately missed… him.

The kiss is endless, with his hands on your ass he starts to thrust himself against you and you slowly roll your hips grinding on him. You feel a burning in the pit of your stomach, his hands are all over you as you both pick up the pace. He scatters kisses and nibbles on your neck down to your chest as you let out a moan of pleasure. You’ve dreamt about this.

He can’t get enough of you as he kisses you hard, his hands are in your hair then moving swiftly to the tie of your trousers, sliding his hand between your underwear he gently slides two fingers into you. A loud moan escapes you as you gently rock against him while he works his magic, sliding them in and out while his thumb rubs delicately against your clit.

His eyes wide as he drinks the vision of you fucking his fingers in. He leans into you, his fingers moving faster as he feels you tighten around them. You can barely speak everytime you try, you let out another breathy moan which only encourages him.

With his free hand he slides it under your t shirt, massaging your breast and gently tweaking your nipple. You start fucking against him hard calling out his name as you feel you’re about to cum.

“Kiss me Y/N” he asks. His eyes wide with lust.

With one hand on his shoulder you use the other to pull him into you, moaning as you kiss him.

His other hand now in your hair as he holds you in place while you cum. “Fuck me!, fuuck Yoongi, ffuck me…” you moan loudly almost into his mouth.

The smile on his face says it all (if not a little smug). You slowly rock against his fingers as he slides them from you as you come down from your high.

“Well fuck” he laughs “I’ve definitely missed that sound…”

You jump as you hear a loud banging on the studio wall… coming from a room next door.

Yoongi’s phone starts pinging with messages.

“What the fuck, something must be up” he says

You tell him to check incase it’s important.

He leans over grabbing his phone as you unsteadily move off him and sit next to him on the sofa fixing your trousers.

“Oh shiiiit… erm…” his face blushing red

“What? What is it?”

“It appears we have had an audience”

“Shut up! No way!, who’s the perv?” You gasp.

“Oh just a few billion people watching/listening to Jimin, V and JK next door on Live”

“Nooooooo!” You fall back on the sofa cringing, pulling your t-shirt over your head.

The boys had heard your first moan but just started talking louder once they put 2 and 2 together and realised you and Yoongi were “catching up”. Then as you got louder they had to play music to drown it out incase it could be heard on Live as Army never misses a thing. JK and V took it in turns to go off camera to text Yoongi…

“Hey Bro! Happy for you but could you not of used the soundproof booth instead!”

Then V… “I assume you are now finished based on the crescendo? Can I stop singing loudly and turn the music down now?”

Yoongi laughs hard leaning over you to pull your t shirt back down from your face, scattering kisses over your cheeks as he lies down flat on top of you with his head resting on your chest. It feels so good feeling the weight of his body on top of you. You comb your fingers through his hair as he tucks his hands underneath you and snuggles in, before you know it you’ve both drifted off to sleep.

You’re woken by a knocking on his door, he gets up rubbing his eyes and smiles at you stretching. He opens the door to JK standing there with a big bowl of noodles and a big smirk on his face “I figured you two would be hungry?!”

Smiling peaking through the door he shouts “Hi Y/N!!” “Hi JK!” You shout as you get up and walk to the door giving him a peck on his cheek “Thank you for the food” you quickly scurry back before the embarrassment kicks in. “It’s nice to hear you… I mean see you!” He jokes as Yoongi pushes him to leave saying “Thank you, now go” in his still half asleep tone.

You sit together eating the food, not realising how hungry you both were. “Ok!… how much longer do we have left together now then?”

4 days seemed like such a great idea at the time, you know how busy Yoongi is. It would be enough time for you to be with him for you to get your fix, without putting him under any pressure to change his plans and still have his well deserved break. Now sitting with him, you felt like every minute was being robbed from you. You already felt sick at the thought of going home.

Finishing the noodles Yoongi decides “Let’s go home”

You pick up your luggage from reception and He takes the scenic route back home, knowing how much you love to see the blossom trees but he only has eyes for you. He sees your face change as you look a little sad. The reality of just 4 days was kicking in.

“Are you ok sweets?” He asks?

“4 Days isn’t long enough!” You sob

“Don’t.. please don’t cry, please. Wait let me pull over”

“4 Days, 2 weeks…” he says taking your face in his hands “1 month, or 2. It’s never going to be long enough, I’m always going to want you with me no matter how long”

He kisses your tears, you feel better but still shit.

“Let’s make the most of what time we do have then”

You nod wiping your face.

The next few days together go by in a flash. Yoongi wakes you early each morning so he can make love to you as the sun comes up, that’s after he’s fucked you senseless the night before.

You’ve had walks along the Han River, then back to bed. Cooked food for each other, then back to bed. He’s driven you to some of his favourite secluded spots. Danced in the kitchen to Andy Williams “I love you Baby” serenading each other singing into a spatula. You’ve lounged on the sofa wrapped up in each other watching TV. There was no chill with your Netflix. There was hot and sweaty but no chill!

All the while you’ve both had this little clock counting down to your inevitable departure and today is your last full day together.

You’re both up early, showered and ready for the day, you don’t have any set plans, apart from just being with each other.

“Would it be ok if we head to the studio real quick, before we go for food? It should only take half hour, depending on how well it goes?”

“You don’t have to explain we can go no problem”

“Ok, are you good to go now or do you need more time”

“Nope!… let’s go! let’s go!”

You spend the drive to studio gazing at him the whole way there your fingers running through his hair, while he serenaded you with a power ballad playing on the radio. He pulls your hand from his hair and kisses your palm before putting it back in his hair. You feel a lump in your throat but take a deep breath and look out the window, through fear you may cry. Yoongi knows, so sings louder to make you smile.

You get to the studio and he directs you to the office chair… “Sit” he says gently pushing you into it. He seems a little nervous… he must just really need to get his work finished you think to yourself.

“It’s ok you know, I like spending…”

“Shhh” he interrupts putting his finger to his lips.

If he didn’t look so cute you’d probably punch him!

He’s busily clicking and tapping away and a little while later he turns to you gently placing a pair of headphones over your ears. “Just listen” he asks.

He sits on the sofa in front of you pulling you closer to him so you’re now facing each other. He presses play on his tablet.

You hear Yoongi clearing his throat… then…

“Y/N this is everything that I’ve been trying to say to you but haven’t been able to as I stumble over my words when I look into your eyes” you put your hand to your lips as your chin starts to tremble… “Yoo…” he interrupts you with a kiss.

His words are beautiful, amongst other things when he talks he reminds you of the time you’ve spent together, telling you he would rather go through the happiness and despair of seeing you for 4 days or 4 mins than never.

He tells you when he woke you early each morning to watch the sunrise, that he had been lying awake for at least half an hour before you so he could watch you sleep. He told you how he wanted to cancel your return ticket and set you up with a cake business here in Seoul, just so he could see you every day but he knew you would kill him.

You are a blubbering mess, a mixture of tears and Mascara streaked down your face. You look up at him laugh/crying, his eyes are filled with a mixture of anxiety and an urge to kiss you.

Then his voice returns in the headphones.

“There are six words I will never stumble over when I say them to you Y/N… I’am so in love with you”

You let out a heaving sob, as if you weren’t already emotional enough. You grab hold of his face as he pulls you from the chair over to him on the sofa.

“I love you so fucking much Yoongi” you cry.

He clamps himself to you with barely any space between you, one hand gripped round your waist and the other in your hair he’s kissing you hard and with such need you can barely take it.

You start pulling at his sweater lifting it up to get to his pants, unbuttoning them and pulling them down enough to free his perfect erection. You have never needed him inside of you more, you are literally burning inside out.

He doesn’t hesitate as he whips your sweater up and off in one swoop, he lets out a moan at the sight of your burgundy lace underwear his favourite colour on you. You may have been wearing one of his giant black sweaters for your comfort but the underwear was all for him.

He starts pulling at the tie on your pants, getting a little angry when he can’t loosen it. “Ayesh!” He whines.

“It’s a false tie” you whisper in his ear and laugh.

“Aaaaagh! He whines. “Please take them off” he demands with an epic pout.

You stand as he tucks his hands into either side of your pants and slowly pushes them down, dropping delicate kisses on your hips as you run your fingers through his hair.

As you step back out of them he pulls you to him guiding you down on to his perfectly erect cock and slides himself into you, you let out a sigh of relief. You take a few seconds to savour the feel of him inside of you before you start rocking back and forth onto him, his hands on your ass pushing himself in deeper.

He grabs hold of you and flips you down onto the sofa, he needs to fuck you and he does, so fucking well. He’s hammering away at an unforgiving pace, his moans in your ear make you call out his name.

His lips are hovering over yours as he pounds away at your hips, “Kiss me” he pleads. You feel like you’re going to explode. You kiss him, tongues gliding over each other’s, he gently sucks at your bottom lip then kisses down your neck while he fucks you so good, so hard and so fucking deep.

He feels you tighten around him as you moan out his name, “Yoongi!… fuck! fuuck! fuck me hard Yoongi, please, please don’t stop!” He doesn’t he fucks you with all he has a you cum crying out his name.

He’s not far behind you as he sucks in a deep breath through his teeth then moans out your name as he as cums. You wrap yourself round him kissing him hard both slowly rocking into each other as you come down from your high. He slowly eases himself out of you and sits back on the sofa looking at the beautiful mess he has made of you. He conveniently has tissues and wipes to the side of the sofa and you clean yourselves up.

“Ok!” He claps “Shall we go for food now?” he laughs!

“You’re insatiable Min Yoongi!”

You freshen yourselves up grab a quick drink of water and then head on out for food. Yoongi has reserved a more secluded area of the restaurant so you didn’t have to be worrying about prying eyes while you ate together.

It goes by in a flash, you don’t remember what most of the conversations were about but you know every facial expression he used as he gets real cute when he talks passionately about something.

He takes a slow drive back to his apartment, while he’s at his door searching for his key card you lean into his back holding onto him. He holds your hands to his chest while he scans the key and continues to hold you as he pulls you inside and you plod behind him. He turns, pecking you on the lips and cuddles you in tight as you both take in a deep breath. You have less than 5 hours before you have to check in. It fucking hurts.

After taking a shower together, you change in to one of his t shirts and lay on the bed. He slides over to you and pulls you in to him. “Can we just stay like this till I have to go?” You cry into his chest. “Yes, just what I wanted” he says as he squeezes you a little tighter.

You talk about plans for when you can next meet up. He already has FaceTime calls booked in for you in his schedule for the next few months. Even during his R&R time he still has personal projects he needs to work on but he promised he will make sure to call when he can. It’s worked fine for you both in the past but now your closer to leaving it all feels a little more desperate.

The final hour together flies by not helped by you dry humping each other and having a full make out session for most of it but now it’s time to go. He has his arm wrapped round you till you get to the car. On the drive he serenades you again. He’ll do anything to make you smile but it doesn’t work.

Yoongi can only drive you to the airport and say his goodbyes in the car. He pulls up to the airport car park, leans over to you pulling you in and kisses you passionately. “I really don’t want to but I’m going to go head in, I think it’s only going to be harder the longer I stay, I’ll be texting you till I’m in the air anyway” you say crying.

“Ok” he says as he tries to quickly wipe a tear away from his face.

“I love you so hard Yoongi, do you know?.”

You lean in to kiss him as he pulls you in by your collar. “Text me when you’ve checked in”

He’s holding onto your hand tightly as he pulls it to him and kisses your palm.

“Yoongi I…” you swallow hard.

“It’s ok, I know…” he says as he wipes away another tear. You lean in for one last kiss then slowly pull away backing out of the car.

You walk to the entrance not looking back through fear you’ll run back to him. When you get to the check in desk you find your ticket has been upgraded, you bawl your eyes at the customer service team when you try to explain that your boyfriend upgraded you as a surprise but the sounds you make are illegible as they slowly push a box of tissues in your direction with an awkward smile.

You text him to let him know you’ve checked in and to thank him for the upgrading your ticket, he replies letting you know it took all of his strength to not cancel it completely! You tell him to not text and drive but he replies letting you know he’s still sat in the car park not wanting to leave. “Please go home and be safe, I love you” you tell him.

He replies “I will, when you are up in the air and I know I can’t drag you back to me!”

You start boarding, doing your best to smile as you’re greeted by the attendants. Your phone pings as you’re getting yourself seated, you’re not used to the fancy premier 1st class but you’re enjoying it. Getting yourself comfortable you check your messages.

His texts reads “check your email”

You check and there’s a audio file attached. You load the file putting your headphones in and it’s his recording reminiscing of the past 4 days together. Your throat is sore from trying to hold in your cry, you listen to it on repeat as you drift in and out of sleep while his voice plays in your ears. You watch some TV to pass the time but all you’re thinking about is him.

You arrive in London the wait for your connecting flight back home to Newcastle is short thankfully. You eventually get back to your apartment, kick off your shoes and coat and throw yourself in your bed and cry your eyes out, totally overwhelmed you fall asleep.

You wake nearly 3 hours later to your phone vibrating. You’ve missed calls from your family checking in and calls and texts from Yoongi also checking in.

You try to call him but it goes to voicemail, you know he’ll reply when he can. You text him “Just woke up, sorry. Speak to you when you’re free, I love you”

You potter around sorting your laundry, catch up on work emails and get emotional when making a bowl of noodles! You try to keep yourself busy then your phone vibrates it’s Yoongi calling.

“Hello Lover… are you ok?” He asks.

“Yeah I’m good, missing you though”

“I have a package on its way to you so I wanted to make sure you were up to receive it, the tracker says it’s minutes away”

“What is it, I’ve told you to not waste your money. Save it for when you buy me a house” you laugh.

“Not telling, it’s a surprise, hopefully you can have some fun with it though” he laughs

Just then there’s a loud knock on the door.

“Oooooh this might be it now! Hold on while I get it Yoongi”

Another loud knock. Holding the phone to your ear with one hand you unlock your door with the other…

“Hi… I missed you”

“What the fuck?!” You slam the door in shock.

“Fuck! Sorry!” You say scrambling to open it again still with the phone to your ear. He’s laughing so hard as you open it to him. Standing there looking so fucking perfect.

“I’m sor…” you start to say as he slams himself into you, pushing you through your door, picking you up as you wrap yourself around him sloppily kissing each other.

“When did you?”

“I was in the car park waiting for you to get up in the air and thought, fuck it. So I booked the tickets while I waited, I drove back home packed some clothes and got the next flight out, I was only a few hours behind you!”

“How long do I have you for?” You ask

“4 days…” he quips

“Whaat!? Just 4 days?!” You whine

“Nah you’ve got me for two weeks I just wanted to show you how it felt!”

“Dick head!” You laugh as you pull him by his belt buckle to your bedroom…

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Don’t You Want A Taste?…

“Why do you love me?” He asks awkwardly while watching you decorate the chocolate cake for tonight’s party.

“Whoa!… who said anything about, I mean what makes you think I love you?” You joke.

He looks down at the floor and scratches his head stuttering… “you erm we… well I… I mean… wait! what?”

He looks up to check your facial expression and catches your smile.

“Oh!… you little shit!” He says jumping off his stool, he chases you round the kitchen island… while you point the spatula at him like a sword!

You run round it a couple of times before you cave, desperate for him to catch you. Just as his hands grab you round the waist from behind pulling you in to him.

One hand sliding into your half buttoned over sized shirt and cupping your breast, gently kneading it and the other hand is straight between your legs, his fingers working their magic rubbing in all the right places.

You slowly grind against him resting your head on his shoulder, while he plants delicate kisses from the back of your ear down to the nape of your neck.

He’s just too good, you moan into his ear. This only encourages him, he slowly turns you round to face him, pushing you back against the kitchen work top and grabbing your arse.

You patiently wait for his lips on yours, only to open your eyes and be met with his confused facial expression staring back at you.

It isnt long until you too share the same expression.

“What the hell?” You both gasp!

Yoongi has chocolate frosting smeared on one side of his cheek and under his jawline and you now have it down the nape of your neck leaving a trail of his kisses on you from only moments ago.

You look down to your hands and realise you’re still holding onto the chocolate covered spatula.

You both burst out laughing!

Smiling you offer him the spatula like a lollipop.

Yoongi can’t take his eyes off you as you both lean in for a lick. He quickly grabs the spatula out of the way and replaces it with his lips, kissing you hard he almost takes your breath away, pulling you into him as if weren’t already close enough.

He slowly stops, letting you up for air and gently starts to seductively lick at the chocolate smeared on your cheek and neck.

A little smile forming at the side of his mouth as he’s reminded of how confused you both were earlier.

“Stop it! Your smile is distracting!” you smile

“I can’t help it! You looked so confused”

“I did?!” You gasp.

“You should have seen your face!… Here, let me clean you up.”

You take his face in one hand and grab the kitchen towel with the other.

He pouts… “Don’t you want a taste?”

Such a flirt how can you resist?

You jokingly over exaggerate licking your lips and start to slowly kiss and lick the chocolate from his jawline.

Turns out you can’t resist him and your kisses slowly move to the corner of his lips, lightly pecking them moving on to his bottom lip, nibbling it teasing him to open his mouth with your tongue.

He obliges, kissing you hard as he grabs hold of your ass and lifts you up on to the work top.

Your legs wrapped around his waist while his kisses get deeper and more needy.

Thrusting yourselves against each other, he grabs at your shirt lifting it from under your arse. You undo his belt buckle and fumble at the button of his jeans finally pulling them down enough so you can grab hold of his peach of an arse, digging your nails into it.

You moan as he rubs his crotch against you, you run your fingers through his long hair. He pulls open your shirt and your boobs pop out and his mouth is on them in an instant.

You can’t bear it anymore you need him inside you now!

“Yoon… please, I need you…”

You’re interrupted by a light buzzing against your thigh, confusion across your face again and Yoongi pauses as he felt it too.

You both look down at the crotch of his jeans and he vibrates again!

You both look up at each other.

“Nooo!” You cry… “please not now”

“No, no, no fuck no” Yoongi pleads…

“Wait! Is it my work phone or my own phone, what time is it?… Shiiiitt!”

Frantically padding at his pockets he grabs his phone… shouting “fuuuuck!” When he sees who’s calling and the time!

He’s supposed to be working from home and has an online meeting with Bang and an artist he will be collaborating with.

“I’m sorry!… I’m so sorry!” He pleads to you trying to pull his jeans back over his erection, kissing you while fixing his hair and adjusting his t-shirt.

You tip your head back and let out a frustrated moan…

“Hi”…. “Yeah sorry Boss, we’ve been having internet connection issues, I’m just getting logged back on now. I’m so sorry for keeping you both waiting”

His eyes pleading with you as you’re left sitting in the same position he left you in.

Tits out, a couple of buttons still fastened on your shirt, legs spread open and a space where Yoongi should be.

Turns out trying to rush to get ready for an online meeting with an erection is very difficult and the longer he looks at you sat there the less chance he has of it calming down.

Yoongi is flustered to fuck heading into his studio, he daren’t look back at you, fighting the urge to rip your shirt off and fuck you senseless.

Who thinks to check the time in the heat of the moment? If you had, you would have realised you were cutting it fine, you only had just over an hour before you had to finish the cake and be at the party.

Pissed off and horny, you hop from the work top.

Start disinfecting the benches and cleaning the spatula, laughing to yourself at the state of you both.

Yoongi would be locked in the meeting for a good while yet. You add the finishing touches to the cake and get yourself showered and ready for the party.

You head out cake in hand, leaving him a note under the spatula reminding him of the address for Jimin’s party, signing off with “I Spatula You ♥️”.

It would be an all nighter anyway so even if he manages an hour or two then Jimin would be happy.

You arrive to be greeted by the birthday boy, he’s over the moon with his birthday cake decorated with Purple Hearts and flowers as requested.

The drinks are flowing you’re having the best time with the guys and staff, checking your phone for text updates from Yoongi.

He messaged 20 minutes ago… “on my way, see you soon. I spatula you big time ♥️”

A big smile beams across your face.

It doesn’t go unnoticed.

Hobie asks what you’re smiling at and you explain “Let’s just say I had a lot of fun decorating the cake!”

He doesn’t get it but he smiles along with you.

Just then you feel hands wrap around your waist and the warmth of Yoongi’s lips on your neck and his body pressed against you.

You turn around to kiss him hello…

And again you have that confused look on your face putting your hand to your mouth.

“What?… what is it? What’s wrong?” He says

You start to laugh.

Hobie interrupts “Aaaaahh now I get it” and busts out laughing taking his phone out and snapping a pic of Yoongis face.

Getting pissed off he asks again “What?!”

“Yoongi my love, you’ve still got chocolate on your face!”

“What?”

Rubbing at the wrong cheek he’s getting flustered.

“Aaaaghhh! No way!” Stamping his feet as He shouts “Aaah! It makes sense now! No wonder Bang and Psy were looking at me weird throughout the meeting!, I must look like a total dick!”

Hugging him, you try to reassure him that it’s not that bad, “It’s not that noticeable” (a lie). He pouts and kisses you firmly on the lips.

“Hi” he says sounding a little defeated.

“Here, let me clean it off” you grab a serviette from the table and lick it ready to wipe his face. He pulls his head back and asks “Don’t you want a taste?” with his trademark smirk.

You laugh opting to clean it with the tissue instead, kissing him while you wipe.

As soon as his lips touch yours your mind races back to sitting on the work top with your legs wrapped around his waist. Clenching your thighs together feeling flustered and horny in the middle of a dance floor is not ideal, you pull away from him…

He pouts again… looking at your face trying to work out why the kiss didn’t go on for longer.

You whisper in his ear telling him how horny you are and if he doesn’t find somewhere secluded in the nightclub to fuck you in the next 5 mins and finish what he started then you’re going to the toilets and you’ll do it yourself.

He doesn’t need to be told twice… he grabs your wrist, his eyes frantically scanning the club, walking/looking for somewhere secluded.

Both the male and female toilets are on either side of the brightly lit bar there’s no way you can be that discreet.

He doesn’t have his car as you both arrived in taxis

“Yoongi, if this doesn’t happen in the next 5mins, I swear I’m going to have to go to the toilets, I can barely walk! I need you inside me now!”

Just as the words pass your lips JK walks by, he can read Yoongi’s face like a book and the fact that the last words he heard were “inside me now!”. He couldn’t help but laugh, pulling Yoongi to one side he points upstairs to the closed off curtained VIP booths.

You both practically sprint up the stairs, past caring if you’re discreet or not.

He flings open the curtains, it’s dimly lit perfect mood setting.

As soon as the curtains close his hands are on you, his fingers in your hair as he kisses you so desperately.

“Fuck” you moan into his mouth.

You’re grabbing at his belt buckle and fighting with that fucking jeans button again, he slides his hands up either thigh under your tight jersey dress looking for underwear to pull down, only to let out a moan of frustration realising again you weren’t wearing any.

He leans his head into your neck “you will be the death of me woman!” Gently biting your neck.

You paw at his jeans pushing them down further exposing his perfectly erect penis.

He gently moves you so your back is now rested against the pillar, hoisting your leg up and resting it on his hip he moves his hand to your pussy and starts rubbing small sensual circles…

“YOONGI AHH!” You shout… shocking yourself at the same time.

“No time for that. Please!!… FUCK! ME! NOW!”

He laughs and does as he’s told.

He positions himself perfectly and the relief you feel when he pushes himself inside you, filling you up you can’t help but let out a moan of total pleasure and you’re holding on to him for dear life.

He starts off slowly but as soon as your hands are on his arse and you’re pleading, whispering in his ear to “Fuck me hard” he starts hammering away.

Your hands are all over him ending up in his hair as you kiss him with total desperation. Both your legs are now round his waist as he picks up the pace.

He has one hand on the pillar for support and the other hooked on your arse and he’s fucking you with all he’s got.

The sounds he makes in your ear are driving you wild. He’s so fucking hot you’re not sure how much longer you can go.

He grabs hold of your arse with both hands and carry’s you over to the sofa, he sits and you straddle him sinking yourself back onto him without hesitation.

You both let out a moan as you slowly start thrusting on to him again. Picking up the pace as you both get back into the rhythm.

He pulls the top of your dress and the cups of your bra down, freeing your breasts as you bounce hard on his cock. He leans in licking, kissing at your nipples. You throw your head back as he keeps fucking you hard repeatedly hitting your g-spot, you feel the knot in your stomach ready to snap, he feels so fucking good.

You try to form words to tell him you’re close, just as he sucks a breath in through his teeth, his eyes close and he throws his head back on the sofa, he lets out an almighty satisfied “Aaaaggh” as you tighten yourself around him and continue to fuck him while he cums inside you.

Seconds later you join him, cursing as you cum, your body is on fire, you can barely feel your legs as he holds you tightly in place not wanting to let you go.

“Fuuuuuuuck me Yoongi!” You let out a sigh…

“I think I just did” he smiles.

You both lean in for a kiss his hands on your arse, then sliding slowly up your back and eventually in your hair as he kisses you slow and hard tugging at your hair a little. Your favourite kind of Yoongi kiss.

“Stoooop… or we’ll be here all night!”

You grab a handful of serviettes from the stand and clean yourselves up, a little unsteady on your feet. He helps adjust your boobs back in your bra, making sure you both look presentable. You’re going to need a minute before you can walk down the stairs again.

Grabbing his arse you leave the booth with a spring in your step!

“Do not under any circumstance make eye contact with JK” he says

You can’t help it, he’s the only one looking at you both with that mischievous smile on his face.

“Too late” you say laughing at JK’s expression as you rejoin the group. JK’s standing next to you with the same expression… you gently punch his gut telling him to stop, the last thing you need is the others in on it and winding you both up!

“OK!” shouts Jin… “Now that Y/N and Yoongi have finished having sex we can all sing Happy Birthday to Jimin”

You gasp and bury your head into Yoongis shoulder, there’s nothing either of you can do but laugh, hoping everyone swiftly moves on.

Fortunately Jin wasn’t as loud as he usually is and only the boys and a few staff gathered heard him over the music, they laugh not entirely sure if you have or haven’t just had sex.

Your face scarlet red, you sing Happy Birthday to Jimin, laughing as the boys turn into Opera singers near the end.

Yoongi pulls you close, kissing your cheek.

Jimin blows out the candles and makes his wish.

You move in to help him cut the cake, dishing it out to the boys and the team. Smiling while you bring a slice over to Yoongi.

He quickly swipes his finger in the frosting and smears it across his lips and asks… “Don’t you want a taste?”

You smile so hard, you feel like your heart is going to burst as you say…

“There… that’s why, that’s why I love you” as you pull him in for a kiss, both laughing as you smear the chocolate over each others mouths.

You’re thinking to yourself “How did I get so fucking lucky?”

Not knowing that he is thinking the exact same thing!