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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.

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

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!

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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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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.

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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”

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?”