Collector0fthydreams - Love Is Never Not You

Let’s Be Bad Guys [1]

Pairing: BTS x Reader Rating: M  Genre: Sci-fi AU, Angst Summary:  Bangtan Trading had carved a name for itself over the last 7 years. However, this latest job may prove more trouble than it’s worth as the crew of The Horizon is drawn into a world of plots, putting the entire solar system in danger. {next} {series masterlist}

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Sweeter Than Sweet (1)

Pairing: Jimin x reader + others as the story progresses

Warnings: None to note.

Summary:  You never would have expected someone like Park Jimin to notice you.  As handsome and beguiling as he is deadly, you’re enthralled from the very moment you meet.  Addicted to his kiss and his bite, Jimin opens up your eyes to a whole new world of love, lust and seduction.

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Those of you who’ve read Sweeter than Sweet before might notice some changes as we go along (not only to the summary above) but it’s nothing major, simply a few changes to sentence structure and some bits and pieces added here and there. 

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“Hey! You coming or what?” Your friend looks over her shoulder to you, ringlets framing her gleefully mischievous expression.  A short nod and smile are all it takes to mollify her but the moment that her back is turned your nervous eyes resume scanning the room, darting this way and that, from corner to corner.

The club is packed, bodies thronging on either side as you as squeeze your way through to trail behind your modest friendship group of one.  Crowds have never really been your thing; even one-on-one you’ve been known to be slightly awkward with those whom you’re not so familiar.

You have to admit, though: there’s a sense of anonymity that comes with blending between dancers in the dark that appeals to you - content to become just another nameless body amongst the writhing masses.  Barely anyone even pays you second glance, and why would they?

Eventually, you manage to squeeze your way to the bar to join your friend, hopping into a newly vacated stool with a heavy sigh of relief.  At least now you’re sat down Sam might be less likely to try dragging you onto the dance floor - that’s the hope, anyway.

“What’re you having?” she calls over the thumping music.  Her hips are already swinging back and forth to the bass as you peer helplessly at the assortment of colourful bottles lining the back wall and squint your eyes in hopes of making out the labels.  You end up none the wiser for doing so, however, resorting to eyeing the drink that’s just landed in front of Sam instead; a bright orange concoction that’s poured with a flourish into a tall cocktail glass.

“I’ll just have one of those!” you say, raising your voice in an attempt to be heard over the din that surrounds you.  You’re not sure you’re successful, to be honest, but Sam must have understood what your gesticulating had meant because soon enough an identical drink is placed in front of you - cocktail umbrella and all.  You take a cautious sip whilst your friend looks around - searching for tonight’s prey, most likely - and you’re relieved that she misses the way you grimace at the drink’s slightly bitter aftertaste. She’d only make you down it faster if she had.

“Lots of cute guys tonight!” Sam calls enthusiastically, her eyebrows lifting as she sips her own drink and blinks back at you from over the rim.  

“Mmmhm,” you agree non-committedly, casting a glance around to at least feign some sort of interest.  

The guys in these kinds of places have never particularly appealed to you.  Usually, they’re only after one thing, and most of them aren’t even shy about showing it.  You’d realised quite quickly that kind of sleazy, fuckboy confidence isn’t what’s attractive to you, even if you’re still not entirely sure what is.  

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