You Killed It.

you killed it.

First Love | 25

Yoongi x reader | 18+ | college au | tattoo artist au | angst | fluff | smut | oral | penetrative | fingering | choking | dirty talk | swearing

we finally coming to an end my dudes

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You first saw him in the multi-purpose room. Later learn his name, and on your third year, as he becomes your neighbor, you discover his lifestyle. Knowing your crush on him was nothing but that, you wanted to find the courage to look for love. Asking your friend for help, you’re pointed in the direction of the expert. Your neighbor, Min Yoongi

Chapter Index

“Camping?” you ask, your feet guiding you left to avoid the oncoming traffic of people heading in the opposite direction you’re going. 

“Yeah,” Ari begins, the two of you rounding a corner, “remember last year we said we’d go camping during fall break? Well, since this is our last fall semester, why not have fun?” 

You’re quiet for a moment, thinking her request over. As you begin your reply, the two of you enter the pizza shop at the lower level of the student center, “I don’t mind going, but I’m not sure if Yoongi will be as willing.” 

“Hoseok is talking to him, and you know that if Hoseok talks to him, Yoongi will go. They’re best friends,” Ari replies, wrapping her arm around your shoulder. “Just like us,” she adds. 

You chuckle as the two of you wait in line for your turn to order. With the time just hitting noon, you two will be able to get your meal and find a seat somewhere easily as several classes end, and students are making their way towards the food courts. After you’ve placed your order, Ari sets off to find a table while you wait for your number to be called. 

It’s crazy how you’re already going to graduate. Four years you have spent at this university, and within those four years, you’ve experienced so many things and went through so much emotionally. But through all of that, you’re somewhere in life you never expected you’d be. You’re happy where you are, and you’re excited to see where life takes you from here on out. 

Your number is called and you make your way towards the pick up counter. Grabbing the tray, you thank the staff and make your way outside the building, scanning the tables for Ari. She waves you down across the small court. You make your way towards her and place the tray on the table as you reach your spot, taking a seat next to her. 

“I haven’t had a pizza in a hot minute,” your best friend exclaims, grabbing her slice, eyes lighting up with hunger as she takes a bite. “I forgot how amazing it tastes.” 

You nod in agreement as you take a bite of your own, feeling the warmth of the cheese and pepperoni invade your taste bud. “Where would we be going?” you ask in between bites. 

“Hoseok said it’s up in the mountains a few hours from here. Nice cabin in the woods—with other cabins of course. I’m not going out into the woods to die in some cabin with no one else around,” she states, shaking her head. 

“Your mind should be focused on midterms rather than a possible horror film in the woods. They begin next week,” you remind, grabbing your cup for a drink. 

Ari groans. “Don’t remind me please. I am not in the midterm mood to think about my two tests and two papers I have to worry about. Just let me focus on fall break, and the cute cabin I’ll be relaxing in for a few days.” You can’t help but sigh, knowing that she’ll do her papers last minute, stressing over how little time she has. All because she isn’t starting it now. As if sensing your disapproval, she adds, “I’ll start this weekend.” 

“Boo.” Both you and Ari jump in your seats, turning your heads towards Hoseok who is grinning wildly at his accomplishment. 

“You—” Hoseok’s laugh interrupts Ari as he leans down and kisses her temple. Yoongi walks up next to his roommate, shaking his head. 

You smile at him as he takes a seat next to you, Hoseok claiming his spot next to Ari. “Class is over already?” you ask as he places his food tray in front of him. Usually right now he’d be in class and wouldn’t be out for another half hour or so.

“Canceled,” he replies, unwrapping his sandwich. 

“So,” Ari begins, “about the trip.” Your attention turns back to your best friend. Ari looks between all three of you. “Our check-in time is around two. My last final ends at ten, so Hoseok and I will be able to make it to check-in.” Ari’s eyes land on yours. “I know your last final is the day before…” she trails off, eyes slowly scanning towards Yoongi who is taking a bite out of his lunch. 

He looks up, takes a few seconds to chew his food before answering, “My last final starts at six, so I won’t get there ‘til midnight or so.” 

Ari hums in response. “So any activity will be the next day. I’ll reschedule the dinner reservations for the next day.” Grabbing a pen and notebook from her bag, Ari jots down a note in it before placing it back into her bag. “Then I’ll make sure we’re awake to let you in so you’re not outside all night.” 

“What are the plans for the trip?” Hoseok asks. 

Ari’s eyes seem to light up as she looks at her boyfriend, ready to go into detail as to what is planned for the trip. She then goes into a very long, very planned agenda for fall break. Hot tub, watch movies, play games, build a snowman, sledding, and whatever else is possible if the snow isn’t too bad. 

“What kind of movies,” Hoseok questions, tone cautious as if one of the movies is going to make him back out of the trip.

Ari smiles sheepishly. “I only have one scary movie. Everything else is comedy, romance, or action.” Hoseok gives a look of distaste. “Don’t worry, I was only planning on watching it with Y/N while you and Yoongi did your own thing.” Your roommate places a hand over her boyfriend’s in a comforting manner. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Hoseok replies, snatching his hand away from his girlfriend as if she had just insulted him. Ari laughs in response. 

“Are you going to ride with them?” Yoongi asks you.

You look to him. “What do you mean?” you respond, the little bickering between your friends drowning away as you focus on your boyfriend. 

“When they leave for the cabin, are you going with them? If there’s anything that doesn’t fit in their trunk, you can leave it here and I’ll bring it.”

You shake your head. “I want to go with you,” you tell him.

“I’ll be arriving late,” he somewhat objects, as if your sleep is important when in reality just being with him is more important to you than sleep. 

“I can sleep a little before we leave,” you counter. You want to go with him, and nothing will change that. It also seems that Yoongi caught on because in response he nods, a small smile growing on his lips. You couldn’t stop the fluttering in your chest at his smile.

You help Ari with the last of her suitcase, hearing a grunt from Hoseok as Ari closes the trunk to his car. You look over to him, watching him adjust the strap on his shoulder as he makes his way over towards you. 

“What’s in the bag?” you can’t help but ask. Everything should already be packed, so why does he have one more?

“I bought a bunch of games yesterday for us to play in case we get snowed in,” he answers, a big grin on his face.

“How much is “a bunch”?” Ari asks, eyeing his bag.

Opening the back passenger side door, Hoseok carefully throws the bag in the car. “Enough to play all of them before we head back here.”

Ari sighs and you laugh. Hoseok closes the door and walks up to the two of you. Wrapping an arm around his girlfriend, he asks, “You ready to head out?” 

“Hell yeah. I need a much needed break from this place.” Your roommate gazes over to you. “We’ll see you there, and be sure to tell Yoongi to drive safe,” Ari instructs, stepping away from her boyfriend and wraps her arms around you in a hug. 

“You guys be careful on your drive there,” you tell her, wrapping your arms around her. 

“We’ll be fine. You’re talking to the number one safest driver in the world,” Hoseok says, wrapping an arm around you once Ari had let you go. Both you and Ari laugh at Hoseok’s comment, earning an offended look when he separates from you. “I’m being serious,” he argues, a hand on his chest as if he really were offended. 

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s go Fast and Furious,” Ari comments, patting his back before making her way towards the passenger side car door. “See you there, Y/N!” she calls before getting in.

“Later, Y/N,” Hoseok says before making his way towards the driver's side. 

You wave goodbye and watch your two friends drive out of the parking lot. Once the car is no longer in sight, you make your way towards the food court. Walking up the stairs, you dig in your pocket for the chips as a pair of students exit the building, one holding the door open for you. You thank them before entering, walking up to the person behind the register. Handing your chips to the person, they reach down under the counter and pull out a plastic cup and container, handing it to you just as you press your ID to the scanner. 

You enter the room lined with foods of all kinds. Scanning the varieties of foods for the day, you contemplate on what to get. After a few seconds of deciding, you make your way towards the far back room where they have a delicious pasta you can’t name. After gathering all the foods you want, including a broccoli cheddar soup and an ice cream, you make your way back to your dorm where a new episode of your favorite show is waiting. 

And so, you spend the next couple of hours on your computer doing whatever to keep you entertained. 

Hours have gone by and you’re awoken to the feeling of something soft caressing your cheek. You slowly open your eyes, adjusting to the bright light you had left on. As your eyes focus, you find Yoongi standing in front of you, a small smile on his lips. “Morning,” he says. 

You’re fully awake now and sitting up as you ask, “Are you done with midterms?”

“Yeah.”

You frown. “How did you get in?” you question. You didn’t leave the door open—the doors are too heavy to stay open.

“Ari gave me her ID yesterday. She figured you’d fall asleep,” he replies, handing you your best friend's ID. 

You take the card, nodding your head in agreement. “She does know me,” you confess. You look back up to him after putting Ari’s ID in your pajama pocket. “Did you eat? Pack? Are you tired?” you bombard him, eyes scanning him up and down for any signs of exhaustion or hunger.

Yoongi lets out a quiet laugh. “I did pack. I did eat. I’m not tired, I stay up pretty late, so I won’t be tired for a while longer.” His eyes glance down to under your bed where you left your suitcase. “You ready to head out?”

You nod, removing the blanket off you and hop off your bed. The two of you gather all your belongings—you double check to make sure you’re leaving nothing behind. Following him out of your dorm, you turn off your light, and make your way down the hallway towards the door. Your guess is that he already has his stuff in the car. Exiting the building, you’re met with cold, moist air. 

Guess it rained, you think to yourself, carefully walking down the wet steps. 

As you reach the last step, you follow Yoongi towards his car, which is parked at the closest parking spot. Yoongi opens the trunk, lifts your suitcase into the trunk and places it next to his. You were right about him already putting his stuff in the car. You hand him your smaller bag for him to place it next to your suitcase. As he closes the trunk, the two of you make your way to the front. 

You climb into his car, put on your seatbelt and place your pillow on your lap. Yoongi straps his seatbelt and starts the engine. He looks to you. “Ready?” he asks. You nod.

The entire drive is a comfortable silence with soothing music playing, and Yoongi never once letting go of your hand. 

By the time Yoongi pulls into the driveway of the cabin, it’s a quarter till two. You see Hoseok’s car, confirming that they made it. As Yoongi cuts the engine, you unbuckle your seatbelt and climb out of the car. There’s no snow yet, but it’s very cold here compared to the city you had just left. The cabin looks like your fairytale with ivy hanging off the wooden walls, deer figures scattered across the lawn. It’s beyond cute, and you’re so excited to stay here.

Hearing the trunk open, you turn your attention towards Yoongi at the back of the car. You make your way over towards him, taking the small bags while he takes both of your suitcases. With everything in hand, you two walk up to the door. Yoongi releases on of the handles and punches in the code on the doorknob and a small click sound is heard. You enter the cabin.

It’s dark, with the furniture outlined from the moonlight, but you can’t see anything else. As much as you want to see everything, you don’t want to wake up your friends, so you opt to tour the entire cabin tomorrow. 

“Hoseok said our room is at the end of the hall,” Yoongi whispers. “Take the suitcase,” he instructs, handing you one of the suitcases. You take it and wait a few seconds, hearing some shuffling sounds before a sudden light appears from Yoongi. You realize it’s his phone’s light. “Let’s find the room.”

You make your way towards the hall, passing the sofa, the kitchen it seems, and a closed door. As you make your way down the hall, you pass a few more closed doors. You’re unsure as to which one Ari and Hoseok are sleeping in, and you’re beyond curious as to what it looks like. Reaching the end of the hall, Yoongi stops at a closed door. He twists the handle, opening the door. A few seconds later the bedroom light comes on. The bedroom looks so modern, as if it doesn’t belong to a cabin. The walls are gray, floor an oak wood, a desk to the right, TV hung on the wall across from the bed, and just decorations on stands, bookcases and hung on the wall. 

“Looks cozy,” Yoongi comments, walking into the room and closer to the door for you to enter. Once you’re inside, the door closes behind you. He places both of your belongings against the wall, and you do the same. 

You take out the essentials and decide to worry about unpacking the rest later. You climb into bed and scroll through your phone while Yoongi takes a shower. You decided to wait for him before going to sleep. When he finally comes out, he’s wearing just sweats, his hair dripping wet and his towel draped around his shoulders. You can’t stop your heart from beating rapidly as you watch him dig through his bag. You watch him carefully as he pulls out a shirt, making his way towards the foot of the bed and takes a seat. His back is to you. His glistening back with beads of water falling down to his sweats. 

Your body seems to move on its own. You crawl over to him just as he stands and tosses his towel on the love seat in the corner. You sit up on your knees behind him, the tips of your fingers touching his back. He lightly jumps and turns to look at you. He stares at you with curious eyes, but his eyes soon change to something else when your hand grabs the waistband of his sweats and pull him closer to you. The shirt is no longer in his hands.

Yoongi closes the gap between you two within seconds. His lips are warm and eager much like your own. He kisses you as if he’s been deprived, and you know you’re the same. You’ve waited so long for this. So long to just have him. All of him. Every heartache, every unsaid word that has built up between the two of you since he agreed to help you is just fading away within this one kiss. 

You feel his hands at your side, fingers gliding under your shirt, brushing along your skin. His fingers only linger for a moment before they grab the hem of your shirt and he lifts it up. You break the kiss, lifting your arms for him to pull your shirt over your head before your lips meet again. There’s desperation between the two of you. Desperation to feel each other, to be close to one another. To feel that pleasure you’ve longed for. 

You’re not going to let anything stop you two from going all the way.

Your hand that is still holding on to his waistband travels inside his sweats, pushing past his boxers. You reach down until you feel Yoongi’s member. Taking a hold of it, you bring your hand from the base to his tip, earning a groan from your boyfriend. The sound—his sound encourages you to do more. To keep going. And so you do. You move your hand back and forth, every now and then twisting your hand, and as you do so, you feel it get harder and harder.

Yoongi grabs a tight hold of your hair, pushing your head back just a bit as he takes a light bite of your lower lip. His eyes bore into yours, showing nothing but lust. A shiver erupts throughout your body. Yoongi releases your lower lip, and you whisper, “I want to taste you.” 

He releases your hair, letting you take control of the situation. You get off the bed, turning his back to the bed, and lightly push him to sit down. You get down on your knees, grabbing a hold of his sweats and boxers. Yoongi lifts himself just a bit for you to pull it off of him. They fall to his ankles and you focus your attention on his hardened member in front of you. You reach out, taking a few strokes before leaning forward, letting your lust take control. You take him into your mouth, feeling his warm, throbbing shaft invade your taste buds. 

“Fuck,” Yoongi mutters, his hand going back into your hair to remove it from your face. 

For a moment you let your tongue swirl around, tasting the saltiness from his pre cum before you bring your head up to the tip, and then bring it back down to the base. You feel his tip hit the back of your throat as you bring your head back up. His hips jerk as you go back down, swirling your tongue; his grip on your hair tightens. 

Your body is burning as you continue your motions. Your body aches for his touch, your ears beg to hear his moans, and your mouth lusts for his taste. You can’t control yourself. You don't want to control yourself. You want to get lost in the lust your thoughts are giving, give in to the need your body is craving. And you do. 

You’ve always been slow when it comes to pleasing, but your body wants to go faster, deeper. You want to wake up with a sore throat all while knowing you gave Yoongi the best pleasure you can give. All while knowing that he released himself in your mouth and you swallowed every bit of it. 

“Fuck, Y/N,” Yoongi moans, gripping your hair even tighter, and holding your head still. You look up at him with curious eyes and you're met with one of hunger and need. You feel your face flush as he mutters, “Let me finish, baby.” He’s never called you “baby” before, and it sends butterflies fluttering in your stomach. You nod as you let him be in control, and when he does, you’re only more desperate for him to be in you. 

Yoongi thrusts into your mouth with such quick and hard thrusts that your eyes water and you’re gagging every time he hits the back of your throat. But he doesn’t stop. He never once stops as he ravages your mouth, moaning and praising you as he pleases himself. He thrusts and thrusts until he goes rigid, warm liquid filling your mouth. You swallow, licking everything you can off of him before breaking away from his member. You look up at him as he cups your cheeks, thumbs running across your cheeks.

“Was I too rough?” he asks, eyes searching yours as he continues to wipe away the tears that have fallen.

You shake your head. “Please touch me,” you say, hands going over his. “I need you, Yoongi. My body is burning, and I can’t control all these thoughts that are running through my head. I want you. I want to feel you inside me—I want to feel whatever it is my body is yearning. I don’t know why I’m so desperate for you right now, but I am. I want you to take me and make me yours.” You ramble, letting everything you’re feeling at the moment come out. You were never like this with Hanbin, and you don’t know how to understand your thoughts and needs. All of this is so foreign, and you need Yoongi to fix it. To put your body at ease. 

Yoongi takes a hold of your hand, pulling you to your feet as he stands. He caresses your cheek once more before kissing you. He’s soft this time, and slow. You instantly feel at ease as you kiss him back. Kissing him as if it’s your first shared kiss. There is so much love and tenderness to this kiss that you feel as if you can get lost into it.

You feel Yoongi’s hands on your back, traveling up to your bra. He only takes a second to unclasp your bra, the two of you letting it fall to the ground along with the rest of his clothing articles. As your tongues dance around each other, one of his hands cups your breast. His thumb rubs against your nipple, every now and then giving it a pull and earning a gasp from you. 

“Yoongi,” you beg, and he catches the hint. 

He pushes you back onto the bed. You take a seat at the edge of the bed, looking up at him with eager eyes. Yoongi follows your motion and gets to his knees. He grabs the waistband of your pajama pants and underwear and says, “Just like our first practice.”

Your thoughts flood back to the first time you felt Yoongi’s tongue between your legs. It was your first time experiencing something like that. You had your eyes closed, unsure as to what pleasure you were feeling until you finally opened your eyes and looked towards the mirror. You couldn’t see Yoongi’s face, only the top of his head as he busied himself with your core. You watched in awe for a moment before you let out a moan. Then you were lost in the ecstasy that you felt that day.

You prop your feet at the edge of the bed once the rest of your clothing is removed. Yoongi grips your thighs, spreading your legs open wider before his mouth finds your center. You let out a moan, your back arching as you clutch the blanket. Yoongi lapses his tongue between your folds, sucking on your clit when his tongue reaches the top. He swirls his tongue between your folds, sticks it in your entrance, and repeats those motions until you're a moaning mess. You’re panting and begging for him to not stop, moaning his name. 

“I’m close,” you cry, your hand clutching his hair. Yoongi’s mouth travels up from your entrance to your bean. He licks and sucks as he pushes two fingers in your entrance. “P-please don’t stop,” you beg, your toes curling. You’re so close—you’re almost there. Yoongi picks up his pace, his fingers curling as he pulls out. You see stars as you shut your eyes, one of your hands practically white from the grip you have on the blanket. Your body quakes as you feel your body reach its peak. Yoongi slows his pace but doesn’t stop until your legs collapse from exhaustion. 

He removes his fingers and mouth from you, standing to his feet. You open your eyes just as Yoongi pulls his fingers from his mouth. Sitting up, you reach for his once again hardened shaft. “I need you,” you tell him, stroking him. 

He groans, taking your hand away from him. You scoot back as he climbs on the bed. You lie down as he claims your lips once again. You can’t help but bring your hand back down between you two and take a hold of his member again. He moans, breaking the kiss. “If you keep doing that I won’t make it,” he says against your lips. 

“Did you bring any protection?” you ask him, your fingers brushing along his throb.

He hisses in bliss. “No, but I saw that note and box on the nightstand when we first came in.” He looks to the side of the bed closest to the bathroom door. You follow his gaze and see the nightstand with a white folded paper and a box of condoms. Yoongi reaches for both and hands you the note. Opening it, you read:

Enjoy your first night, you two! Hoseok and I made sure you got the soundproof room ;)

You never once saw the note or box.

“I’ll be giving Hoseok a hard time for providing me with these,” he begins, already having opened the box and wrapper, unrolling it on his penis, “but for now I’ll thank him for it.” He slides his wrapped organ against your folds, causing you to gasp, the paper falling to the side somewhere. “I can’t wait anymore, Y/N.”

Neither can you. You’ve waited for so long. Grabbing his penis, you guide him towards your entrance. Yoongi leans forward, pressing his lips to your as he pushes himself inside. You inhale a short breath, feeling him push himself deeper until he no longer can. You’re both still for a moment, breaths mixing with one another as you wait. 

“Tell me when to move,” he whispers. You wait a moment, letting your body adjust. Finally, you give a nod, and he slowly pulls out. Yoongi moans as he pushes back in. “You’re so tight. Fuck, Y/N. I don’t know how long I can last.” 

No words leave your open mouth as you enjoy this sensation he’s giving you. You feel as if this is your first time. As if he’s taking this precious piece of you, and is so careful with it. He’s gentle and kind, but you want something more. You want him to not be so gentle. You want him to pin your hands above your head, put your legs on his shoulders, or even pin them wide open for him to just take complete control. You want him to treat you the way he’s treated all those women you’ve heard from your room.

“Yoongi,” you moan. He looks at you. “Be rougher,” you whisper, feeling the heat in your cheeks from embarrassment. “Please.”

He gives you one more kiss before sitting up. Taking a hold of your waist, Yoongi takes complete control. He thrust roughly into you, your breath leaving your lungs. He doesn’t slow down, but goes harder as the sound of skin slapping fills the already moan filled room. He grinds his hips against yours, his fingers digging into your skin as he grunts. 

“You feel so good, baby. Keep moaning for me.” One of his hands travels up from your waist to around your neck, tightening around it just a bit. Your hands wrap around his wrist, holding onto it tight and making sure he doesn’t remove his hand from around your neck. 

You remember the first time he had his hand wrapped around your neck. The two of you were in the bathroom at a party. You’ve never felt so much pleasure back then, but what happened many months ago can never compare to what is happening right now. 

“Yoongi,” you whimper, feeling your high coming way too quickly. He releases his grip around your neck and leans forward, kissing you. You’re getting closer, and as much as you don’t want to finish, you’re tired. After sitting in a car for so many hours, exhaustion is finally kicking in. “I’m close,” you groan, hands clutching onto his back as your high builds. 

You feel Yoongi’s pace no longer has a rhythm to it. He kisses you again and tells you, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you cry, your orgasm following after.

he looks SO GOOD

j-hope + MORE MV

There’s this yoongi fic called ‘Dating Advice’ or something like that and you can tell this person was inspired by First Love. But they definitely made it into their own which is amazing!!! But I just couldn’t stop thinking of First love yoongi so I couldn’t read it 😩

Oooo that sounds interesting 👀

Lolol yoongi do be having that affect on people 😌

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