Got7s JB/Jaebum X Reader

Got7’s JB/Jaebum x reader

You had recently started dating one of the school’s heart throbs. It had its ups and downs. Up for example, this is I'm Jae-bum, one of the hottest boys in existence. Need I say more? Down. Every girl currently hated you now.

JB was currently out of the country with his close friend Jackson. You hadn’t realised how much you missed him until now.

You missed everything about him. His face, his voice, his touch… especially his touch.

You whined, scrolling through the many posts on tumblr but not really taking any of them in. you were about to shut your laptop and try to sleep when an alert popped up.

IMCOMING CALL: Jaebum

Excitement raced through your body. Heat poured to your cheeks as you suddenly became shy.

You quickly accepted the call. The view that was supposed to be of him was completely black and you groaned.

“What’s wrong baby girl?”

“Why can’t I see you?” you whined, you were doing that a lot tonight. You realised it must have sounded a bit rude, you didn’t even start your conversation with ‘hello’.

You heard him chuckle before the room slowly lit up. JB’s face appeared and you felt yourself blushing again.

“Hi~”

He grinned slightly, “hi gorgeous.”

Jaebum was lying on his side, a dark snapback on his head and a black shirt covering his torso.

Your conversation started slow, the two of you were still quite shy around each other. It wasn’t until your sister came in and you moved the laptop slightly, that he saw what you were wearing. After that, things got a little more interesting.

After yelling at your sibling, you corrected the laptop and met a blushing JB. Your cheeks heated to match him, oblivious to what he had seen.

“What are you wearing baby?”

Your cheeks flushed a deeper red. Oh shit. He’d seen you in your panties when the laptop slipped. Your hands covered your face before you heard a light chuckle.

“Hmm, so cute~” he hummed. “Actually… so sexy~”

“JB…” You groaned, still embarrassed.

“I miss you babe. Let’s have some fun yeah?” he lightly took his bottom lip between his teeth, a soft moan escaping his lips when he saw you were doing the same.

You had to say, that was the most interesting skype call you’d ever heard.

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BTS’s Suga/Yoongi x reader:

The combination of loud music, cheap alcohol and drunk people that seemed to grind on everything that moved had become too much. You wanted to get away. No. you needed to get away.

Your head spun as you made your way towards a set of stairs. You had absolutely no idea where they went, the house you were in being completely foreign to you, but you ascended them anyway.

After opening the first and second doors to your left and finding couples whose bodies were twisted around each other in such a state, you were tempted to just sit in the hall. Suddenly, voices could be heard from behind you. ‘Great…’ you thought.

You heard the click of a lock somewhere to your right, slightly behind you, before a firm hand pressed to your mouth. The person’s other hand wrapped tightly around your waist pulling you back into the room before kicking the door shut. You squeaked into your abductor’s hand before harshly ramming your elbow into their stomach.

You heard a deep grunt leave their lips and then the squeak of old spring as they fell back onto something.

Your eyes were wide as they tried to adjust to the dark room. The voice outside the door had grown louder, you couldn’t deal with loud people right at this moment. Forgetting the person behind you, you lunged forwards clicking the lock.

“The noise getting to you too?” You froze hearing a male voice. “You should really thank me for pulling you in here.”

You gulped, turning slowly to face him. The lights from the outside shone through the old blinds that he had just opened.

“Min Yoongi.” You looked at him questioningly causing him to roll his eyes. “That’s my name…”

“I know who you are, I’ve seen you at school.”

“Makes two of us then…” He muttered under his breath.

You weren’t going to show fear, you knew how to defend yourself in case he tried anything funny. Though, by the way he was slouched over the old looking lounge you doubt he’d even move.

You watched him slip down the sofa so he was in more of a lying position. You couldn’t help but let your eyes wander over his body. He looked too formal for a house party. He had a white dress shirt on and a loose black tie. He wore black jeans that hung low on his hips.

“You like?” He muttered, noticing your eyes take in his body.

Your vision moved to his face as you watched him take his bottom lip between his teeth before letting his head rest back on the sofa. His hand moved up, adjusting his collar. So he was playing with you.

A smirked lined his lips before he dropped his hand, tapping the space next to him. “Come here beautiful…”

You weren’t sure why, but your body moved. It may have been because of the alcohol. Or the way he was looking at you. Or the huskiness of his voice. Or even the fact that you had a small crush on him. But you ended up next to him before a heavy make-out session commenced.

The next morning you woke facing a clean white wall. A soft and warm bed under you, an equally warm arm loosely but still possessively over your hip. You turned towards the owner and took in the perfect features of Min Yoongi.

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Got7′s Yugyeom/Kim Yugyeom x reader:

You were sitting in you boyfriend’s lap as you versed him in Mario Kart. Your boyfriend Kim Yugyeom had invited you to his dorm to play video games.

"Ahh ______ your too good at this!!" He whined in your ear.

You laughed evilly in response, crossing the finish line a long way ahead of him.

He groaned and threw his controller on the ground, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into the soft skin of your neck. You blush as he kissed your neck and a small whimper escaped your parted lips. He smirked, speedily spinning you in his arms so that now you face him. He immediately locked his lips with yours, your arms snaking around his neck, one of your hands lacing into his hair giving it a light tug. A grunt left his mouth at you action and you turned a light shade of red.

"Ooooohhh! What's going on here?!?" A loud voice game from the door way, causing you to pull apart.

You shyly hid your head in the crook of his neck, your faced now fully flushed red.

"EWWW!!" You heard Jackson obnoxious voice ring throughout the room.

"Ah hyungs!!" Yugyeom groaned while stroking the back of your head.

The hyungs only laughed in response walking to their rooms talking loudly.

You looked up and into your boyfriend’s eyes, tears welling up in yours because of the embarrassment.

"Aha, don't cry doll." He laughed and grabbed your flushed cheeks.

You laughed in response.

You two were interrupted though, "Makane..." Mark whispered, both of you looked at him waiting to hear when he was going to say.

"Use protection. Hwaiting!" He whispered with his thumbs up.

A small whine left the back of your throat as you once again hid in your boyfriend’s neck.

"Mark hyung!!!" Yugyeom yelled and he threw his head back with a hand over his face, trying to his his blush.

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Harder to Breathe - Supernatural - Part 1.

THIRD PERSON

Alexa had known the Winchester family all her life. But she hadn’t seen them in years. She knew that the boys were always busy with their work – the family business – but they could have at least paid her a visit every once in a while. Whenever she tried to contact Dean, he wouldn’t answer. Whenever she tried to contact Sam, he wouldn’t answer. It had been just over four years since she had seen her best friends. The last time she saw them, it was her last day as a high school student and they showed up for her graduation. That day that drove around in the impala, eating junk food and blaring Maroon 5’s Harder to Breathe. It was the only modern song Dean would listen to.

She promised she would never get into hunting, like they were forced into, and she was never going to break that promise. The two Winchester boys had lost almost everyone they were close with because of their job. Even now, after she had lost all hope of ever seeing those boys again, she wouldn’t get into hunting. She knew, deep down, that something would happen and it would kill both of them.

She told herself that she didn’t care if they died, she hated them anyway, but she knew that she would care. It would kill her when those boys died and she didn’t hate them at all, she loved them more than anyone in this world. But no one had to know that. To everyone else, she didn’t even know them. Had never heard the name Winchester in her life.

It was a Friday night and she was sitting in her tracksuit pants and an old band tee that had been Dean’s. She had a bowl of Chinese food and her laptop hooked up to her tv, watching Lord of the Rings on Netflix. She was enjoying her night, she didn’t really have that many friends and she definitely did not want to go out to a club or the party that was going on down the street. She didn’t really drink.

When she had finished her Chinese and the movie’s credits were rolling, she decided it was late enough for her to go to bed and scroll through tumblr for a bit. She shimmied her pants off and climbed into bed with her laptop. She sat in her bed on tumblr for just under an hour before her eyelids were barely staying open. She closed the lid of her laptop and placed it on the bed-side table next to her.

She awoke to a consistent knocking on her door. She grunted in annoyance, not bothering to put pants on (the shirt was long enough), but sliding her ugg boots on. She had her phone clutched in one hand as she walked towards the door. She looked through the peep hole and saw the two Winchester boys, looking antsy and the oldest one holding his gun.

She sighed, her forehead falling onto the door. She looked out again and saw Sam about to pick her lock. “Sam Winchester, if you pick that lock, I swear to God…” and he stopped. She unlocked the door and pulled it open. They both walked in, Dean first and Sam following. “Why are you even here?” Alex snapped, too tired to handle with these boys this early.

“Well, hello to you too, Alexa,” Dean replied, sarcastic.

“It’s Alex now. And you have no right to just walk in here after four years without anything and expect me to be okay with it!” She hissed. “Listen, I’m going back to bed. I’ll deal with you two in the morning. Make yourself at home.”

-

When Alex woke up that morning, she got out of bed, like it was a normal morning. She didn’t put her pants on, just her uggs and walked into the kitchen to make herself a coffee. When she opened her door, she froze. And everything came flooding back to her.

Sam and Dean showed up. And now they were both asleep in her lounge room. Sam was sprawled out on the lounge that was too short for him. While Dean was cramped up on an arm chair that had belonged to her parents.

The only reason Sam and Dean would show up after all this time, is trouble. They wouldn’t have shown up to catch up. Something was happening to them, or to the town, or both. Alex continued going to the kitchen and making coffee, not caring if she woke them up. As soon as she started to kettle, both Dean and Sam startled awake. “Good morning,” she said, monotone. She saw that Dean slept with his gun in his hand.