Deep | 06

Deep | 06

✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 9.2k+

a/n: I will be opening a taglist for the next chapter, if you want to be added please comment under the index page :)

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Your legs were trembling, gripping the pillow as he had you pressed against the mattress but his palm pressing down on your lower back which had you arching your ass for him. "yoongi, I don't like this" you whine but he ignores you leaving butterfly kisses on your back his hand caressing your ass before landing another blow on your red butt cheek. "fucking asshole" you cry out. 

"you're not following the words in your little book sweetheart" picking up the book he shoves it in your view point. "see, now be a good girl and read your line"

"I'm sorry okay, next time you ask to go out I will" you let out a cry when another slap lands on your already hot red cheek "wrong again" 

"yoongi I'm serious if you hit me again I'm gonna kick your ass" the smirk on his lips disappear, he lets go of your skirt, causing you to hiss as the fabric touched your bum. once he released the pressure from your lower back you quickly laid on your back, hands on your ass as you glare at him "bitch, that hurt"

"I mean I was hitting you for my own pleasure but obviously it was meant to hurt moron, next time I tell you to go somewhere with me, are you gonna choose your books over me?"  you shake your head, not wanting to give him another reason to spank you like a spoiled brat. "you exaggerate" he groans, pulling you onto your side as he palms your ass "its not even that red" he begins to rub your bum as you had been doing "fuck you, let me hit you like you did to me" 

laughing he begins to shake his head "if someones gonna be getting spanked it's you, not me. and stop acting like you didn't like it" he pushes aside the cloth of your underwear and rubs your clit  "look how fucking wet you are" before you could protest he enters his two long slender fingers into you, the sudden action made you release a moan.  a few thrusts of his fingers made that feeling in your stomach more vivid. your shaky voice releases a whine when he pulls out his fingers, hooking them around the hem of your underwear pulling them down.

"can't leave you like this now can I, I wouldn't be a good boyfriend would I" he dips his head kissing your clit, your hitched breath and trembling legs makes him smirk before he starts  sucking on your clit. gripping his black locks you let out a chuckle "but you aren't my boyfriend remember" like always there was no reaction from him, but for some reason he hated your comment as his lips trail down to your hole thrusting with his tongue slowly. his fingers move to your clit, causing you to arch your back keeping his pace he doesn't stop no matter your pleads and cries. 

you hated how he always won the arguments, bitting down on your lips to not scream his name and fill his ego even more. gripping his hair harder as his locks were tangled in your fingers caused him to moan into your dripping pussy. "fuck hold on I-" but he only fastens his pace when he feels your pussy tightening around his fingers and you feel yourself cumming, yoongi doesn't feel satisfied till he hears your whimpers of the overstimulation caused by him licking your cum. 

exhausted you lay on your back, not able to fight with him. you let him have his way with you once more, only sitting up with a smug look  as if he was expressing he had control over you. and he wasn't wrong but he wasn't going to hear it from you.

"now tell me y/n, whats better reading your books or having me fuck you with my tongue until your toes curl in pleasure hmm"he mocks a line from the book, holding the hard cover book in his hand and a raised brow as he towers over you "hmm" you take in a deep breath "i don't know, the male lead doesn't keep his girlfriend waiting for weeks to have sex" you roll your eyes. 

"you think you deserve to have my cock right now" he scoffs, I've been texting you all morning but you don't answer cause your phone is dead and your heads stuck in these books" he's right, I should at least charge my phone....but I lost track of time. 

"I didn't think you'd be up, you went out with jimin and tae last night who knows what you were doing" pushing him away you get off the bed, your nose scrunches at the wet feeling between your legs. the wetness dripping down your legs. "you know we have a rule of not being allowed to see anyone else" he groans, tossing the book onto the bed as he sits on the edge, watching you grab some tissues from the night stand 

"wipe your chin" you give him some, before grabbing some for yourself to clean your thighs "rules don't matter when the other person isn't watching" your words caught him off guard, didn't matter? he thought. "will you look at this... you'd expect me to say something like that" he scoffs 

"and you know what I've been thinking about it, I don't like certain rules"

 "well we sealed it with a kiss already so no adding or taking out" he shrugs 

"oh really, didn't you add a rule a couple days ago, what was it? we will never have drunk sex?" you cross your arms 

"shit.." you thought he was slow, but the way he leaped off the bed and his hand gripped your jaw pulling you into a kiss as if to seal the last rule into the contract, but failed as your reaction was quick and you blocked it. "y/n, i'm serious"

"oh lighten up, I wasn't saying I don't agree cause I do" you give him a cheeky smile as he lets out a scoff, "what rule, do you want to add" 

"none, I was just saying..."

just like he always has, his eyes scan your face trying to understand what you really wanted to tell him. but recently it's as if he lost his touch he can't seem to read you and it was bothering him. it was as if he didn't know you anymore...

"whatever, i'm still pissed at you" he lets go of your jaw, jokingly pushing you away "I wanted to go out and you made me waste time"

"hey, you came in here and saw I was reading and just started spanking me!" 

"it's your fault, the skirt was ridding up your ass, shit i couldn't help myself" he shrugs

your heart was in a twisted feeling, you wanted this. you wanted him to be infatuated with you but at what cost? your friendship? it kept you from enjoying this completely, the grim feeling took over all of it. that was another reason you turned off your phone and expected him to just sleep in today. 

"whats wrong?" 

"nothing.. what did you want to go do?" you give him a small smile. "I told the guys, that we're dating " 

"taehyung he was-" annoyed he shakes his head "forget it, they asked to hang out. I told them you weren't answering and that I was gonna check on you and never got back to them" grabbing his phone from the night stand he opens it to find messages from his so called friends being extremely descriptive about how he was probably not answering cause he ended up banging his girlfriend. 

they weren't off, but they weren't right either. 

"lets just not go, for your own sake" 

your mind thought back to how he was so opened with having those girls all over him in parties with his friends that it made you question why he couldn't show you off too.

you're annoying 

"lay down" you push on his chest. "why"

"you planning to not give your little situation down there the attention it needs?" you look down at his very visible boner "you don't have to, just leave it"

"but I want to" you whine, pouting your lips. "fuck..." not fighting with you anymore he lets you push him onto the bed, fingers already hooked on hem of his sweatpants and brief "can I ?" 

"babe, you don't have to ask.  Do what ever you want" he didn't mean that, your mind was anything but quiet. you should be enjoying this but all you could think about was..what ever it doesn't matter you tell yourself. taking of his sweatpants and briefs as he lifts his hips helping you, his cock springs up, pre-cum already glistening  his  tip. 

"you think you can do it" he smirks 

"you think I can't?"

"well last ti-" cutting him off by trailing your tongue up his shaft, diving back in, sucking in a deep breath he groans at the sudden touch. detaching my lips with a loud pop. A wet string connecting my lips to his red glistening tip "I had a good teacher" 

spitting on his tip before taking him into your mouth once more. you suck on him , not taking him fully but making sure the rest of his cock is getting the attention it needs in your hand. he lets out a chuckle, finding you cute at your attempt of boldness but you weren't anywhere close to being the perfect student  you claimed to be. on the other hand you had no idea why he was laughing and it caused you to be self conscious wondering if you weren't doing it right. 

gripping his thighs with both your hands as you try to take in as much of his as you possibly could. you're eyes begin to water as you feel him reaching the back of your throat. and he wasn't laughing anymore, his hand was gripping your hair tightly in his fist as you were lowering yourself on him. he moans quietly his voice causing you to get wet once more. "fuck..look at you taking my whole cock in that pretty little mouth of yours" he groans as he thrusts into your mouth, catching you off guard you pull back causing you to cough, but he didn't care. all he could see was how fucked up you looked after having his cock in your mouth the saliva dripping down to your chin. 

he groans, feeling his dick twitch "babe, please don't stop now" that was your cue to take him into your mouth again, this time you waste no time and take in his entire length remembering to breath though your nose. "fuck.." you could feel him almost buckle his hips at the sensation. you begin to swallow, tightening your throat around him, the room is filled with the lewd sounds you're making and yoongi moaning your name as he grips your hair. 

thrusting his hips into your mouth, you let him fuck your mouth. looking at him through your lashes as you squeeze your legs together to relief some tension between your legs, it doesn't go unnoticed by him, his breath fastens as he tries to not pull his dick out your mouth and shove it inside you doing everything he promised as he'd fuck you raw and fill you up to the brim. just the thought of it made him even more sensitive having your mouth tighten around him "fuck, babe hold on..stop" he growls as you ignore him but stare directly at him sucking harder on his cock. "shit" he slightly pushes you away from him. 

you sit back, staring at him confused. "did I do something wrong?" 

he breathes out as he tries to control his breathing, "come here" his raspy voice makes your legs twitch as his hooded eyes stare down at you "wha-"

"do you want to have sex or not" he raises a brow, clearly impatient but he won't force you if you didn't want to, even though you were just giving him head maybe you might not be ready to move on.  

standing up slowly you undress. he takes it as if you agreed and hooks his arm around your naked waist, roughly in one swift move he has you laying on the bed. your back hitting your soft sheets. if he could, he'd put you on all fours and pound into you from behind, but he held back. 

not yet

spreading your legs, he takes his place between them. seeing how wet you were from just having him in your mouth "you're dripping" he comments as he drawls his finger across your heat. 

"you ready?" he presses the tip of his cock on your heat, rubbing a mix of your cum and arousal around your entrance. you nod, already impatient to feel him inside you. closing his eyes he lets out a frustrated sigh "fuck" he sits back, looking at you annoyingly 

"I didn't bring any condoms" he curses at himself, sitting up you straddle him. sitting on his lap as you squeeze his dick between the both of you 

"thats fine we ca-"

"no, I'm not fucking you raw. cause you're not on the pills" he groans when he feels your hand gripping his length and your thumb pressed against his tip "then what do we do" you whisper, pecking his lips with small kisses which were not helping him stay sane. 

"fuck, lay on your side" he gently pushes you off his lap onto the bed, you lay on your side. your heart is slamming against your chest when he grips your leg, cock pressed against your heat as your thighs squeeze him. "are you sure you don't have any condoms with you" 

"I really don't, I wasn't coming over to have sex with you. and I just realized I don't have any at home either" what you didn't know is that ever since you started acting up he stopped hooking up with people, especially her. He didn't have any condoms cause he wasn't in need of them. but he wasn't going to tell you that, even when he saw the bitter look on your face when he told you that he had none at all. 

"you've been busy" he could hear the sarcasm in your voice, watching you roll your eyes at him and bite your inner cheek, only showing him how annoyed you are. 

"babe, do you wanna continue or do you want to argue about this" he raises his brow, annoyed with your bratty behavior. but you just wished he'd deny it and tell you that he just hasn't had the need for them since he started dating you. but he didn't, he just had a dissatisfied look on his face with a hint of annoyance since you were ruining the fun. 

"I hate you" you snare at him. you really didn't but at this moment you did. and he understood what you meant. "but you just love having my cock pounding into your lying little mouth"

"shut the fuck up, you know you love my mouth wrapped aroun-" lifting your thighs up as he presses them again his chest, laid over his shoulder he thrusts his cock against your pussy as it slides between your thighs "shut the fuck up already" he groans, his dick throbbing. 

"fuck you" gripping his shirt you pull him down, lips slamming against each other, devouring each others lips as his lower stomach slams into the back of your thighs sliding his dick at a faster pace. 

neither of you break the kiss even when your body was begging you for air, arms wrapped around his neck, moaning into his mouth as your tongues twist. his free hand fondling your breast before giving your nipples a pinch which gave you both a opening to get some air as you gasped. 

his intrusive thoughts were getting to him when the tip of his cock was pressed against your entrance. he was drunk on adrenaline, he was ready to just thrust into you and fuck you senseless.  he could, he wanted to, he was going to "shit..take a deep breathe in" he bites down on his bottom lip has he aligns his tip to your entrance you completely unaware of whats about to happen.  

*ding dong*

both of your bodies freeze, yoongi letting out a small "fuck" as he's pulled back to reality and continues to curse himself for what he was about to do. startled you look at him confused as to why someone was at the door. 

"were you waiting for someone" his brows furrowed, shaking your head he groans letting go of your thighs as he moves back giving you space to get off the bed, picking up your close as you look for each piece but failing to find your underwear. you dress rather quickly but you both kept staring at each other wondering who was at the door. once your dressed but still feeling the discomfort between your legs as your pussy was dripping wet. he bites down on his bottom lip, giving your ass a slap as you pass in front of him to get to the mirror and check your appearance. you glare at him, shaking your head in disapproval while he just smirks. 

standing up with his dick upright and proud he hugs you from behind, kissing your exposed neck gently "you better send them away and come right back" his hand snaking between your thighs as he rubs your clit "don't make me wait" he thought you were bold, not wearing a underwear under your mini skirt but he kept quiet. 

you nod, leaving the room as you shut the door quietly. fixing your hair a bit before opening the door. your eyes widening, as you give a forceful smile. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

your mom gives you a tight squeeze as he hugs you, "how have you been my cute little daughter" he laughs, bright smile on his face. you felt sort of guilty for what you were about to do before he arrived. 

"i've been good" you kiss her cheek. she pulls away from the hug, "we knocked at yoongis apartment but he didn't come out" 

"ah yes it's caus-"  she hears another door close and to her surprise it's yoongi coming out of your room "I fixed it" he gives you a nod. automatically walks up to the both of you giving your mom a hug, "Oh, hello yoongi. what are you up to these days" she gives him a squeeze too. pinching his cheek causing him to laugh and giving her his gummy smile she adores. "nothing much, y/n bought new furniture and wanted me to set it up for her" he smiles "and dad?" he looks around, not having seen him when he scanned the room as he walked out. 

"oh he's downstairs getting stuff out of the car, we brought you side dishes too. be a sweetheart and go help please" she stops pinching his cheek, giving her a nod he glances at you slightly before heading out. 

"what furniture did you get"

"the one I sent you a photo of" you sheepishly smile. "what? that was about a month ago!" she was surprised you were just getting yoongi to set it up. in fact, he set it up for you the moment it got there cause you did not stop rambling about how excited you were to get it. you were surprised when you arrived home from a late class and saw your bedroom light on. since he had gotten home earlier than you and found the package outside your door. He took it as his mission for Friday night to finish it and have the luxury to sleep in cause if he didn't you would've had him up at the crack of dawn pestering him to set it up. 

just outside your apartment was a angry yoongi who for all you would know probably has blue balls. his phone rings before he reaches the bottom level, picking it up without looking at the caller ID he rubs his forehead irritated. "what"

"where are you?"

 taehyung, of course 

"we aren't coming" pushing the door open he looks around to where your dad was parked "why not? come on y'all can bang some other time" he whines 

"shut up dipshit, her parents came over" 

"liar" y/n's dad waves over at him, lifting his arm to let him know he saw him as he walks towards the car. "shut up" 

"how have you been" yoongi speaks up quickly 

"tired, she made me drive over here to basically feed you guys" he sighs 

"it's taehyung" yoongi stretches his arm towards your dad and he laughs. taking the phone he moves to the side giving yoongi a chance to get some items from the trunk "why are you annoying him so much" your dad lectures taehyung in a playful matter. 

"yeah why not" turning to yoongi he has a huge grin on his face " there's enough food, how many of you are there? five?" 

yoongi's head snaps up right away and he begins to shake his head "no don't do that" taking the phone from his hand "taehyung if you guys show up, i'll kill you" he hangs up the call after the sudden threat. 

your dad can't help but laugh at him. 

If they come over they'll never leave. 

"how's it going with school" the trunk closes and the two begin to walk towards the building. "good, we're both set to graduate in spring"

your dad was proud, of both of you. there was a father, son connection he had with yoongi after seeing him grow up and all the time he spent in your house. Yoongi not having a great relationship with his father also was a big factor as to why your dad had to teach him everything. but he never complained, since your parents only had you. keeping yoongi around filled the urge of wanting a son. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

You both didn't have another "intimate" encounter after that for about two weeks. It would be a lie if I said I didn't want him and me to rush into it and just have sex but there was something blissful of how we could still be friends but there was a hint of affection in everything we did. I think i'm just delusional. Midterms were around the corner and you had no time to be obsessing over yoongi when you were close to failing your midterms. 

you were bothering yoongi to spend time with you all week but he said he was busy. then again in the weekend he said he wouldn't have time, but he canceled last minute. yoongi being who he is, decided he'll keep an eye on you; forcing you to study in his apartment instead of yours. "if I let you stay there, you'll give up and pick up one of your books and waste the entire day reading" he scoffs, already annoyed by you trying to convince him that studying on your own would be the best idea; which you weren't lying. being in his apartment made you want to do anything but study. 

sitting on the living room floor with all the books and notes spread on the table with your laptop on your lap, yoongi across from you with his glasses you studied his face instead of the paper in front of you. you thought how the glasses should make him look like a nerd but he was still handsome, glasses or not he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. 

his fair, but almost pale white skin made his golden brown eyes stand out. the big frame of glasses he was wearing didn't cover how deep and expressive his eyes were to the point you could get lost if you stared long enough. your eyes drift from his face to the paper but he was still wandering in your mind, keeping you from concentrating. 

you wondered if someone else ever thought so deeply about his eyes as you had just done. the girl from the club and the party. the one he has no ties to but they seem to be exclusive came to mind. did she ever stare into his eyes and realized he wasn't all that special but he was  definitely unique. 

"you're distracted aren't you?" yoongi sighs. taking off his glasses as he sets them down beside his computer, his hand automatically rubbing his eye in annoyance. "could you blame me? i'm hungry". you whine. you weren't lying, all you had was toast with jelly for breakfast and surely that was long gone out of your system by now. he just chuckled as he saw you pout your lips at him, throwing his head back as he groans in frustration "fine, what do you want to eat. hurry up and decide so I can go get it" getting up from his place he walks to the counter to pick up his keys. "you decide, I don't care" you give him a smile knowing your answer would only annoy him more. 

"I hate when you can't ever make decisions for yourself when it comes to food" he mumbles loud enough for you to hear, you let out a offended gasp and he laughs "fine i'll decide" 

"yoongi"

"hmm" he response, clearly waiting for you to talk

"yoongi" you whine, "what" taking out his shoes from the small shoe cabinet he was thinking about what he was going to get the both of you to eat. 

"yoongi" you cry out, making him throw his shoes to the ground as he turns to look at you clearly bothered that you were calling his name and as he asked what you wanted you didn't respond. 

"where's my kiss" you pout, trying to be cute. 

"you don't deserve one, i'm telling you what you want and you're being annoying" he scowls

"please" he sighs, making his way to you as he crouches down his hand gently cubbing your face as he presses his lips onto yours. your arms wrap around his neck as you pull him down making him chuckle, "hold on will you, weren't you hungry"

his arms were on your sides as his palms were on the ground keeping him from falling on top of you. "but I miss you"

"y/n we're literally always together" you peck his lips again, but don't stop there as you take his bottom lip between your teeth, tugging on his lip. his hand holds your nape as he kisses you. deepening the kiss, you let him take control. you let yourself fall slowly, back against the ground as he hovers over you without leaving your lips unattended. 

your legs wrapped around his torso, pressing his body into yours. you both smile, if anyone asks you'd say you were studying your favorite subject as your hands made there way under his shirt. 

"I have to go get something to eat" he catches his breath, staring into your eyes that were begging him to not leave "you're really thinking about food right now"

"yes, yes I am" he gives you his gummy smile that melts your heart each time. leaning down, he kisses your forehead "once you get on the pill then we'll have sex, but first pass your midterms" he gives you one last kiss before jumping up and leaving before you could drag him back. he wasn't wrong you hadn't gotten the pill yet since you've had been busy to go. just as you wanted it to happen so did he but right now it was you who was behind the hold up. 

it had been a good hour since yoongi was gone, so when you heard the door bell go off you asked yourself if he had brought too much to the point that he couldn't open the door or was he just being lazy. putting your book down that you had sneaked in you walk to the door "really yoongi, how much did you brin-" your heart falls to your ass, it wasn't yoongi who you suspected. "oh?" she glares at you, her eyes glancing behind you as she looks inside searching for something..no...someone. "you're that girl, whats your name?" her eyes weren't hiding the dissatisfaction of seeing you instead of who she was expecting. 

"shouldn't you be introducing yourself, you're the one knocking at my door" you scoff, hand on your hip as the other holds the door open enough for you to be seen but you block her view to the inside since you saw her sneaking a peek. "Eunju" she gives you a cheeky smile. "and you?"

"y/n" you smile back. 

"right...where's yoongi"

your jaw clenched, you wanted to shut the door in her face and walk away but there was something that was bothering you. there was a rule yoongi set for himself, which is that he would never bring anyone to his place, cause you were next door and he just thought it would be better that way. so how did she know where he lived, clearly she had been here.

"not home" you reply, hinting at her to leave.

she eyes you, from bottom to top and then lets out a small laugh "so are you another one of his toys" she crosses her arms. 

"excuse me?" 

"well you're in his apartment, and you're being so defensive towards me cause clearly you know who I am" she had you choked up, she was right. you laugh, trying to keep your cool, but your palms were sweating and you were getting annoyed on how she could read you. "seriously, eunju? is that what you said your name was...anyways what are you doing here" 

"I had plans with yoongi but he canceled on me, guess you're not so bad yourself to have him pick you over me" she shakes her head disagreeing with her own words. 

"had he ever invited you to his apartment" you question her, finally asking the one thing you were really curious about. "well i'm here aren't I sweetheart" and that was it, that was the last thing you needed to hear to give up. 

"well then come in" you smile "he'll be back soon" you walk inside letting her enter on her own, shutting the door. you ignore her stares as you walk into the living room sitting in your spot, quickly and discretely shoving the book you had just been reading into your bag. "oh, I misunderstood the whole situation y/n, you're both just study buddies huh" she had a smirk on her face, you wanted to just launch yourself at her and rip all her hair off her head. but you kept calm, the person you're really mad at is yoongi.

"what gives you that impression"

"well whenever I meet him we aren't holding books" you smile at her words, confusing her as she sits in yoongi's spot "maybe that's why you're so clingy, he barely gives you his time or attention" you shake your head, low chuckles. 

you both just kept smiling at each other, waiting for either one to just talk. 

"y/n, let me give you a warning"

lifting your head from the laptop that was on your lap you stare into her hazel eyes, which had a hint of silver. there's a moment of silence before she places her elbows on the table, she leans forward looking at you with a mocking smile "you and I are no different" 

"don't be a delusional fool and make yourself think you're special to him"

"from all the people he's gotten involved with, the reason why i'm the only one he keeps coming back to is because i'm not some clingy bitch who wants more than just a good time. to him we're just a source of pleasure. nothing more" she looks at the books and moves some papers around before getting up from the floor "all of this, don't act like you can change him. he might be infatuated with you right now but once he gets sick of you he'll toss you to the curb" 

you could feel your heart beating against your chest, but at this moment you were questioning if it was in your chest, the beat was so loud in your ears and you could feel it in your palms. 

the last rule came to mind, the moment this was over he wanted to have nothing to do with you. her words were affecting you. "you got it all wrong" looking up at the pretty girl in front of you, you stand up. you both weren't taller than one another but she was slightly taller than you. 

"unlike you, i know how to value myself. if you're going to let a man treat you like that then thats you. but I would never let anymore treat me like i'm just some toy for them to play with and then toss aside" 

stepping around the table your face to face with yoongi's lover "I don't give a fuck who you are or what you think my relationship with yoongi is but don't fucking disrespect me" 

there was tension, her soft gaze at you made you feel irritated. but you stood your ground. 

the door then opens, but neither of you move from where you were standing, clearly having a stare off and you weren't planning to lose. 

"y/n i've been texting you. why ar-" he stops mid sentence, shocked to see who was in his living room. he stares at eunju and glances back at you. mentally cursing himself, "we have a guest yoongi" you say, not breaking eye contact and neither does she. 

"y/n" yoongi calls your name, placing the food on the counter. he walks towards the two of you. placing his hand on your shoulder he calls your name again, glaring at eunju. she knew from the look of his eyes that he was pissed at her. but she accomplished what she wanted by coming here. she wanted to know what the fuck was going on, and who yoongi was spending most of his time with. thinking she'd find some clingy bitch she ended up finding something more interesting. 

"I like you y/n" she smiles, turning around, swatting his arm off of you. "well eunju since you took out time of your day to come here it would only be polite of me to not make you leave without talking to your friend, right" you smile at her, eyes creasing making her laugh "that's very kind of you y/n" she looks at yoongi who was watching you gather your things from the table. "y/n wait"

"make sure to eat, he brought food" you continue to ignore him, only talking to eunju who gives you a small nod. 

"y/n"

you look up at yoongi, you could see how terrified he was. He knew that this was going to make shit worse between the two of you. "see you around" you tell her

"see you, sweetheart" it's not her fault, that were both wrapped around his fucking finger.

yoongi follows you to the door as you reach down to get your shoes "y/n, hold on." 

"what" you tell him nonchalant 

"what is she doing here"

"thats what I wanna know too" you spat, shaking your head in disbelief 

"well why did you let her in?" 

"just try not to be too loud" you give him a sarcastic smile, patting his shoulder a couple of times. He stares at you, angry. shoes finally on you open the door, shutting it behind you.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

The phone rings a third time before I can hear her in the other end, "hey babes, what can I do for you" she laughs, and not just a laugh meant for just you but a laugh that tells you that there are people with her and you're probably being a burden right now but it was important. you say her name desperately and she knew something was wrong. excusing herself from where ever she was you can hear how the music becomes faint and a door shuts cutting of all the chaos.

you fill her in quickly, not wasting her precious time. jihye exhales, "Damn!" 

"i know" you sigh 

"what the hell were you thinking?" 

"what? me? he's the one who clearly has had her over" you defend yourself, you could imagine her rolling her eyes at your response "and who's the idiot that left him alone in a apartment with one of his fuck buddies"

"look, I was angry"

"clearly, just...i'll be there soon" jihye hangs up, "what??, why?!" you yell into the phone annoyed that she was coming. 

"I don't hear anything" ear up against the wall, jihye gives you a thumbs up which you respond by rolling your eyes. "I didn't call you so you can come and  try and eavesdrop next door, and by the way it's gross"

pushing off the wall she turns and stares "you are way to calm, just to be clear you know they could be fucking right now right" 

"not that I care, but the walls are thin you would've heard something. and why are we talking about this" you brush off her comments getting up from your seat as you turn on the stereo,   music from the last CD you had played begins.  jihye sits back clearly annoyed with you. "how would you know when the two of you were fuc--" 

"jihye!" you yell but not as loud, not sure if yoongi would hear you but you didn't want him to know she was here. 

"he's never brought no one here"

"righttt" she gives a toothy grin "she just magically knows where he lives. and not just that but she confessed they had plans but he canceled" 

"he said he wouldn't" you spat back, trying to convince yourself

"right, didn't you say he had no condoms either? what do you think happened?? disappeared in thin air?" 

she was right and it was making you nauseous of how right she was. but what could you do, he was next door with someone he's willing to...doesn't matter.

"we don't even know if she's still there, she could've left"

"you're not wrong, but do you really think two hot people in the same place. alone and horny aren't going to fuck?" 

"you're a horrible friend" you began to feel sniffly all of a sudden, tears threatening to fall soon. "I'm just....look I can cheer you on but do you really want to be with someone who makes you feel this way? it's not healthy" 

she wasn't wrong it was becoming more stressful now than it was before you both were doing what ever you're doing. "should I just break it off with him" you fall back onto the sofa, she gives you the face that states "well it's your business" as she shrugs. 

"can I stay over, I took a cab here and i'm a bit tipsy" she points at you then herself "we can have a sleep over, while we wait to see what happens"

"you just want to be nosey" you snap at her, shaking your head as your grin. annoyed but amused of her boldness. 

"you know you love me" she shouts, arms thrown around you, "not right now I don't" 

jihye knew what she was getting into by asking me to stay over, early next morning theres a knock on my bedroom door followed by yoongi's soft voice calling my name. But it wasn't me who got out of the bed and opened the door but jihye. He wasn't shocked, or at least didn't show it on his beautiful face thats always has a cold expression. "y/n" he calls my name, jihye not opening the door wide enough for him to see if I was even in the room. "she's asleep" she gives him her perfect "fuck off" face and he took it with no offense. 

"Y/n, I we need to talk" he exhales, exhausted. 

in fact you were awake, you were staring at the ceiling contemplating if you should get up ever since the first knock. The only reason why you're moving towards the door with jihye's back facing you is because you know these two are hardheads and they're going to crash. 

hand on jihye's shoulder she looks back, and you finally get a glimpse of the man who has your heart in the palm of his hand and he uses it as a stress ball squeezing the fuck out of it every chance he gets. 

"y/n we have to talk" jihye puts her arm around my shoulder protectively, stares yoongi down "alright go ahead" she responds, letting out a scoff he looks up at jihye, "alone"

you want to think that she was doing this for you and partially it is but she's always thought yoongi was a pain in the ass so she must be enjoying this a lot. 

"jihye" you say her name softly, making her exhale before opening the door and pushing past yoongi "y/n, yesterday-" 

"why didn't you come yesterday" it was a solid question. why didn't he just kick her out and then come over to your apartment right away and explain?

"because you left without explaining why you let her in and I just didn't want to argue" he says with a pointed look. "yoongi" I say with the most patient voice, but I didn't continue. it was silent, we both stood in the door way as he leaned on it shoulder against the wall his eyes never leaving me. "nothing happened"

you scoff, "yet you're only coming now" 

"you left so I don't understand why you're mad, as my girlfriend you should've stayed" he's nonchalant, full of himself thinking he's completely right and innocent. but I don't know why I left, if it was what she said to me or that she knew where he lived. maybe it was both. 

"what? you told her we were a thing?" you ask, head slightly tilting to the side. he lets out a long sigh "a thing? you mean if I told her we were dating  then yes, yes I did" he shakes his head in disapproval, but he wanted to laugh. he loved seeing you mad with your cheeks puffed out and your darting eyes glaring at him. He loved it, but he kept this to himself for his own sake. 

"y/n did she say something to you? why are you angry? look she didn't leave right away we sat and talked. there was something we needed to sit and talk about so I took advantage of you letting her into my place" 

"how did she know where you lived, did you bring her over before" your brow raises, arms crossed as you wait for him to answer. "this is why I don't date, you females are so" he takes a deep breath before probing himself off the wall "she got my address from one of my friends, I don't know who, she didn't tell me" he says, passing by me heading to me bed, to his back I say "what's so great about her that you're exclusive with her" 

"exclusive?" he laughs "where did you get that?" 

"no matter who you ever hooked up with it was always a one time thing, but not with her. why?"

"look, I don't really wanna talk about my sex life with you. and first of all we aren't exclusive" you knew why, cause she's pretty, beautiful even. she has a nice body and perfect skin of course he'd want her to himself and she'd want him. "your just stalling because you don't want to answer the question"

his voice raises "I answered, you just didn't like my answer. y/n you always make me the bad guy. always make the worst of situations we were just talking alright, you don't have to be nasty about it. when would I have time to go see anyone especially her?! you're already a handful as it is. there's no one else so stop acting like a brat" jihye walks up the hall towards your room, eyes wide as she hears him yell at you. ever since she's known the both of you he's never yelled at you. you were as surprised as her too. she gives you a small wave as she runs towards the front grabbing her shoes and leaving you alone with him. 

"i'm not you're toy you can play with and then toss away when you're done" you spat

"you know you mean more to me than anyone else, the fact that this is even crossing your mind is because you're just being dramatic" he says softly. 

"she's pretty"

"you're gorgeous" he response automatically. 

he didn't like this, you comparing yourself to her. 

"she said you had plans with her but canceled last night" he shuts his eyes, inhaling "yes I was going to meet her but to do exactly what I did last night. talk to her and tell her that I wouldn't be seeing her anymore. that we are dating and that it was over" you wouldn't of had to do that if you weren't exclusive you thought. 

"can we please move on from this, and don't ever talk about yourself like that. you know you mean the world to me y/n, I would never treat you like that" 

"but yet you have" 

his eyes staring at yours, confused of what you could be talking about. 

"you said the moment you called this off, you wanted nothing to do with me" 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

After that morning, yoongi seemed as if he was lost in thought a lot. Jimin caught us on campus a few days after and invited us to a "small" get together but we knew it was going to be anything but small. you look at yoongi expecting him to answer be he was just lazily looking at you as he shrugged "sure we'll be there" you give him a small smile. jimin stared at the two of you confused as to why the both of you were acting weird. but he came to the conclusion that you both just a stupid little couple fight and will get over it soon. 

he couldn't be more wrong. "yoongi" you say his name after entering his car but he was still silent only a small hum left his throat. "are you mad?" 

he purses his lips, "not at you if thats what you wanted to know" he says softly, his voice sounded tired as if he was trying to not come off as harsh. 

"then who? eunju?"

"no, myself" he answers. the rest of the ride was quiet. 

stepping out of the car, he shuts the door. you were wearing a pair of jeans with a cute blue off shoulder trim blouse. "won't you get cold"

"thankfully you brought a sweater"

"yeah but if i'm cold don't expect I'm going to take it off for you. should've brought something yourself" he grins, holding you hand as he walks towards the already loud house, people were out front in the lawn others were sitting on the front porch. "let's just head inside, and get this over with" 

everyone knew that you both were a item, you wanted to ask yourself but the answer came to you the moment you entered the house and among the turning heads eunju was one of them but she was the only who didn't look surprised or murmured. instead she just smiled at you and drank from her red cup, you returning the smile. 

yoongi was oblivious to the both of you, he was looking around for his friends, spotting jimin "there he is, come on" his hand on your lower back as he guides you through the crowd. you felt self conscious, there were people around you talking about how yoongi left eunju for someone like you, you knew yoongi heard them too but it was as if he was ignoring them. 

you tug on his sleeve "everyone's talking about us" 

leaning down to your height, he whispers into your ear "isn't this what you wanted? to basically own me, have everyone say you're my girlfriend?" he stared into your eyes, waiting for a response, but his cold answer made you shut you mouth. "now deal with it" he kisses your forehead, returning to the conversation he was having with someone who you didn't know their name. 

you stared at him, confused. this is the first actual conversation you both had since that day. he was already acting weird so this only added more into the fire. "i'm going to go get a drink" you say rather quickly, walking out of the room before yoongi could say anything to you. you walk through the crowded halls until you stumble into the kitchen, just were I wanted to be. 

there was a table set up in the middle with cups and drinks, tons of bottles of alcohol. you didn't feel like drinking, since midterms were basically next week you did not want to waste time dealing with a hangover rather than studying. picking up a cup you walk over to the fridge filling up your cup with water. 

"hey" you hear someone speak behind you, the voice you right away recognized. "hello" you turn around once your cup was filled, and you were right it was eunju. lifting the cup up you take a sip, not breaking eye contact with her. "seems like you told everyone about yoongi and me" you smile. "you're welcome" she takes a drink from her cup too. 

"oh, i should be thanking you?" you let out a small laugh 

"I was only doing you a favor, you know how many were lined up to get a taste of your boyfriend" she raises brow. "I don't know what's going on between the both of you but just know that I hope you keep in mind the words you said that night"

"oh yeah? and what did I say exactly" you were noticing all the people were gathering in the entrance of the kitchen, staring at the two of you. probably wondering if there was about to be a fight between the two of you. but they weren't going to see one, at least not today. 

"that you aren't like the rest of us" lifting her red cup she raises a brow, you raise your as she hits your cup with hers "cheers to that" 

you both drink the remaining of your cup, her being the one to walk away first. as you watched her leave you thought about what you told yoongi when this whole absurd  idea came to mind, that you hated him playing with these girls hearts. 

"y/n" you hear yoongi's voice call your name. turning around you see him at the opposite side of the table "are you alright"

"never been better" you smile

"what are you drinking?"

"water, didn't feel like getting drunk today" 

he gives you a slight nod "come, lets go out back. namjoon just got here" reaching out his hand you walk towards him intertwining your fingers with his. this was normal, even before you both dated. if you attended a party with him he never let you leave his side. 

you were sitting with taehyung and jungkook, since yoongi was talking to namjoon and jin you felt as if you needed to give him space. jungkook was someone you had really just got to know today. you'd see him occasionally but there was never a opportunity for the both of you to actually talk. "so you're hyung's girlfriend" he hands you a drink. 

"yeah" you nod, taking a sip of the drink without realizing he had handed you tequila. you give him a "what the fuck" look and he laughs "what? you looked stressed, one cup won't do nothing to you" he continues to laugh. taking your cup he hands his to you "fine fine, here's your water. I was just messing with you" shaking your head you drink from the cup after taking a sniff which his hand grips his shirt above his heart "wow I trick you once and you don't trust me no more" 

taehyung laughs at his younger friend "should've made her drink the whole cup" he scoffs "when it comes to dating or being involved with yoongi in any way you need about three of those cups to get through the night" 

yoongi, looks around, you watch him. his eyes finally finding you he nudges his chin towards the door. you give him a small nod, grabbing your purse from behind you. "well i'll see you later" you smile at the two of them who were turning their attention to someone getting thrown into the pool. 

"it's late, we should start heading back" he says once you reach him. "yeah, i'm tired already" you yawn. his eyes narrow, "did you drink?" 

"just a bit, jungkook gave it to me...can we go? my feet are killing me" and he was right it was getting chilly and you weren't planning to ask him for his jacket, walking passed him you enter the house which had less people since a lot of them were already in the back. 

"since when are you close with jungkook?" yoongi follows behind closely, he was taking off his jacket ready to place it on your shoulders. 

"i'm not, todays the first day I actually talk to him" you shrug, grinning when you feel him place the jacket on your back "put it on, you'll get sick" he mutters, pressing a button on his control his car makes a sound as the doors unlock. 

"you should've gotten to know jungkook before we started doing this" he says, entering the car. 

"why?"

"who knows, you two could probably hit it off and could've dated"  

oh

you stay silent, he turns to you slightly as he places his hand on the back on your seat as he pulls out of the drive thru "and you would've been fine with it" you say, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth, as if you heart pounds against your chest. "who knows, there's no point of thinking about it now. we're together " moving the gear shift once on the street he leans over and kisses you. 

you hated him. right now, you wanted to open the door and just walk home. 

"now i'm curious, what's so great about him"

yoongi grins, eyes on the road he doesn't respond to your childish remark. annoyed you face the window, getting comfortable as his jacket keeps you warm. you drift to sleep. 

the last thing on your mind was jungkook, the man you just met for the first time. as your eyes closed all you could think about was how the piercing on his lip complimented his features and you thought about how you stared at his arm and wondered what all his tattoos meant. 

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Dear Namjoon | 07

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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Jimin was on the look out to see who I would look at, he would glare at any guy that looked my way.  And it made me wonder, what he was gonna do when he finds out that namjoon is my boyfriend...and the guy who isn't "decent".

getting up to the rooftop, he was pouting the whole time. right away going to sit with taehyung who was leaning against the wall with a hat covering his face.

namjoon was talking to hoseok, and his acting was on point. i walked to the guys and greeted them all, taehyung first asked me what i did to my brother for him to glare at me. i just shrugged while jimin mocked me. i turned to hoseok and namjoon to say hi and namjoon greeted me so fucking dryly. like he said "hey" giving me a glance before continuing to talk to hoseok.

"y/n can i ask you something" jungkook calls my name, turning to him i see him sitting on a desk with papers out on the desk. i pull another desk to sit next to him. "sure what's up"

he puts the paper on my desk with a lot of Spanish words "can you help me? jimin said you knew some Spanish"

taking the paper in my hand i look at the words, my mind was trying to translate them. "uh give me a minute, i haven't studied spanish in a while" i feel myself getting red because he looked at me as if i was his only hope

"we just gotta match them so.."

i take the pencil from his desk "como te llamas is...what is your name" i mark a line connecting the two

"cuantos años tienes is....how old are you" jungkook kept nodding as i continued to connect the words

"sorry if i get any wrong" i hand jungkook the paper back and he has a huge smile on his face "the teacher has been an ass all week cause i was dragging to turn this in" he puts his things away

"thanks" he gives you a side hug and jimin sprints up "jungkook is it you" he yells as he points at jungkook

"what?" he looks at him confused

"jimin shut the fuck up and sit down you fool" jungkook looks at jimin confused

namjoon looks at jimin and then you, and I can see how much he's trying to hold himself back from laughing

and as if something clicks in his head jimin sits back down "your too young.." he murmurs, taehyung's glaring at him because he woke him up once he got up and screamed

the bell ranged and you looked at jungkook "ignore my stupid brother, he's on some shit these days"

he nods his head , grabbing his bag and leaving first.

once i got to my first class a group of girls came up to me telling me if I was gonna write letters to 'BTS'. Some said it made no sense since i'm always hanging out with them others said it would be funny since they wouldn't know.

"yeah..i'll write something" and they handed me a 7 purple envelopes. i put it in my notebook

once class started i got bored, since i already knew what the teacher was teaching. opening my notebook i take out the envelope. grabbing the sheet from inside i grab my pen, tapping it on the desk i wonder for a long time what to write. And i thought of the craziest idea, so i began to write.

Dear Namjoon,

I'm addicted to your dick already

putting the paper back in, i lick the envelope, closing it tight. as for the front i wrote babe

i grab the other envelopes and write to all the other guys. keeping cute little motivational notes. addresses myself as "number one fan"

when classes ended i walked with caution to the station where they put a box for the letters. dropping it in the box i made my way to find jimin at our usual spot.

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grabbing lunch we head to the rooftop where we see all the guys gathered around looking at a basket of cards, and jimin rushes over. i smile at the sight of them getting excited.

"we got letters already?" taehyung nods, "jungkook got the most" you turn to look at jungkook as he is staring at the letters completely happy.

we are all sitting down and eating, as they read their cards. i glance at namjoon when he finally gets to the purple card. he didn't catch the word "babe" written on the front. he opens the envelope and takes the card out. grabbing his drink he takes a sip as he turns the card around and reads what it says.

his eyes open wide and he spits out the water, coughing instantly. hoseok looks at him with a grossed out face, some water went his way "what the fuck namjoon" he wipes his sleeve

namjoon picks up the envelope took look at the name, and he reads babe

namjoon says sorry, he sticks the card back in the envelope. unlike the other letters he puts it away right away. he looks at jimin who was too distracted reading his letters with taehyung, and so he turns to glare at you.

"really" he mouths and you shrug

he grabs the pile of letters thats for jin and yoongi "i'm gonna take these and leave them at my locker" he gets up, as he stares at you. raising a brow at you.

and you knew what he wanted, he wanted you to get up and follow him "i'm gonna go throw the food out" you pick up your tray and jimin's who was done. jimin glares at you and then looks at namjoon

"don't leave her outta your sight" namjoon looks at him and then you "no problem"

after dropping off the trays and letters at his locker he pulls you to the empty room that no one goes to

"you think your funny huh" he grabs your waist, making you sit on the desk

"what happened daddy did you not like the letter?" you bite your bottom lip

"don't provoke me y/n cause i'll fuck you right here and you won't be able to walk to class" his hands rest on your knees as he spreads your legs. he grips your thighs as he presses his body against you making you feel his hard length inside his pants

"you're addicted huh" he whispers in your ear, his hand already rubbing your thigh

"yeah" you cup his face, your lips brush over his. as you try to tease him.

"how can you be addicted when you haven't even tasted it" he smirks, you blush at his words "be a good girl and get on your knees" he squeezes your thighs. you get up from the desk, namjoon leans on the desk instead his hands keeping him up.

i get on my knees, and look up to him. keeping eye contact, i can feel myself getting wet, just by his stares. he smirks  "take it out"

i look at his crotch area and gulp. reaching for his belt i undo it and i unbuckle his pants. namjoon bites on his bottom lip as he watches me

"move faster" he says sternly

i pull his pants down, letting them fall as i stare at his boxers which shows his thick hard shape.

i rub him through the underwear and he groans. "y/n take it out already"

hooking my fingers to the hem of his boxers, i pull them down. his cock sprung up, standing tall against his stomach.

i gulp at his size, it was my first time staring at it

"what do i do?" i look up at him, innocently

he just stares at me.  i reach out and touch the tip, making him grip the desk more.

bringing my mouth close i give him slow licks from the head to the bottom. i stare at him, right before i kiss the tip, putting his dick in my mouth.

"breathe through your nose" he says with a raspy voice, making me hum against his dick. the vibrations made him twitch. i could taste the pre cum in my mouth. i could feel my self salivating  around him. 

i wrap my hands at the base of his cock, pumping him slowly as i bob my head. "good girl, see you can do it" he groans, his hand pulls my hair back in a pony tail "i wanna see how your mouth wraps around me"

i blush hard at his words, taking him out og my mouth. i reach into my pocket taking out a hair tie. i tie my hair into a pony tail

"like this?"

he nods slowly, his eyes full of lust as he stares at me " can i fuck your throat" he says suddenly

"you always ask for permission to everything?"

"i'm never gonna do something you don't want"

i nod

"use your words"

"yes it's fine" he nods, and i lick his shaft with the tip of my tongue, I kept trying to remember what the girl did in that video i watched a long time ago. i put my lips around the whole head of his cock and suck him off gently.  my hand fondling with his balls

"fuck y/n..i thought you." he grunts as his head falls back "you said you didn't know"

finally i lowered my mouth over his entire cock, getting it deep inside my mouth. i start bobbing my head. swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, he bucked his hip up.

Small hitched breathes leave his mouth making me press my thighs together

he grabs the back of my head "are you ready" he grunts as he waits for my answer. but his phone rings making him groan in annoyance, picking it up he sees its jimin

"look babe it's your brother, should i answer" i shake my head

"don't stop" he smirks as he answers the call. bringing  the phone to his ear "what happened" he watches me as i lick his shaft, while my hand pumps him. making him shut his eyes.

"y/n? no, we aren't together" he says calmly as he looks down at you and he thinks to himself 'your sister is on her knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth' he smirks

"sorry bro, i needed get do something so i had to leave her" i touch his balls again making him groan

"seriously dude" jimin exclaims, namjoon chuckles "what bro, you called me. i'm a man with needs. are you done so i can hang up?" jimin hangs up the call and namjoon looks down at you

"shit if only you could see how fucking beautiful you look right now with your lips wrapped around my dick" he bites his bottom lip

you pull him out of your mouth, only to pump him as you lick the head, sucking on it slowly. he grabs his phone without you noticing, "y/n" he calls your name and you look up to him. seeing his phone you hear him take a photo

your eyes widen in shock "namjoon" you say his name

"don't worry, this is just for me" he has a smug look on his face "i can't wait no more" he pulls your up by your arm, he makes you lean over the desk "i need you right now" he pushes your skirt up

"but we're at school" your grip the end of the desk, as you bit your bottom lip as he touches you more

"please? i'll make it quick" his fingers move your underwear to the side, as he rubs you with his tip

"but you have to be quick" finally giving in

"that's my good girl" you hear him rustling behind you as he takes out a condom. he touches your aching core with his fingers, and right away they got wet making your face crimson red of embarrassment "dang girl you are addicted huh"

you hear him suck on his fingers  "since your this wet, i can assume your ready"

you nod quickly

"then lift your ass for me" and you do exactly what he says. grabbing your waist with one hand he aligns himself to your entrance with the other. not wasting time he thrusts into you completely

"fuck babe, your so fucking tight" he stays still letting you adjust to his length

"i'm gonna start moving" he grips your waist harder, and starts moving his hips roughly into you

"fuck" you say loudly as you bite your bottom lip

you hear his moaning, making your walls clench around him "shit babe, if you tighten like that i'm gonna have to go harder" he grunts

"do i-it"  he tightens his grip even more on you, and your completely sure that your gonna be bruised

"fuck me harder namjoon" you turn to look at him

"shit..don't blame me if you can't walk to class after this" pulling out he thrusts into you harder, making him growl at the pleasure

you were choking from the pleasure, all you could hear was the sounds of your bodies meeting and namjoon's grunts behind you as he kept pounding into you.

"i'm so close" i gasp for air as he rubs my clit with his fingers

"cum for me baby" he leans over me, sucking on my nape

and there it was the familiar knot inside my stomach, letting out a moan i cum on him. making him fasten his pace. i whimper as he fucks me through my orgasm

"hold on i'm almost there" he lifts your ass more, making you step on his feet to, he thrusts into me harder and faster. till i fell him twitch inside, releasing in the condom.

"you're so lucky we're in school or we would have another round" he pulls out of you making you loose strength on your knees but he holds you up "i told you not to provoke me, now look" he smirks

"don't flatter yourself, i can still walk" you stick your tongue at him. he rasies a brow, and lets go of you. making your legs betray you, you sit on the ground. glaring at namjoon.

He tugs himself back in his pants with a smug look "I think I should call Jimin and tell him I found you"

"You wouldn't" he bends down, gripping your chin "I would" he kisses you once more

He takes out his phone, unlocking it but stops as he stares at the screen. "Your lucky, your pretty photo of my cock in your mouth saved you" he shows you the photo making you blush

He grabs your arms as he helps you sit on the desk "come on let's get your legs working before the bell rings" he massages your thighs.

"i'm gonna keep sending you letters" namjoon chuckles

"i'll be looking forward to them" he kisses your forehead

Dear Namjoon | KNJ

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way? a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist!

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Mini chapters (in order) Part one: The Siblings ⇢ Mini Chapter 1:It's a sign ⇢ Mini Chapter 2:Pink Dior Box ⇢ Mini Chapter 3:Jungkook ⇢ Mini Chapter 4:The Party ⇢ Mini Chapter 5:The Spy ⇢ Mini Chapter 6:Night out ⇢ Mini Chapter 7:Pride ⇢ Mini Chapter 8:Yoongi Knows

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when will you finish uploading Dear namjoon? also I love your writing! deep has me hooked, can you write about what yoongis and ocs majors are? also everyone elses!

first, thank you! I really love writing deep :))

you can find dear namjoon on wattpad, I am just transferring the chapters onto tumblr as for how long it's going to take me to transfer them all....I probably won't upload anymore today. As for their majors... I will make a post about it soon :)

Dear Namjoon | 04

Dear Namjoon | KNJ

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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During dinner dad once again didn't talk much, we ain't in silence only have jimin say a few things once in a time. when dinner came to an end dad asked jimin if he'd wanna go with with my dad to a small business trip tonight. jimin was hesitate at first about leaving me alone but assured them I could stay by myself.

after we finished talking i went to shower, getting ready for bed. jimin strictly told me I couldn't sleep in his room because i pushed him out the bed and locked the door to stop me from coming in. shit i would've complained about it but i was too tired.

when I finally got comfortable in bed my phone rings really fucking loud and i jump out the bed to grab it. it was none other than namjoon.

i was screaming in silence before answering.

"hey" his raspy voice me blush

"heyy"

"what are you up to?"

"nothing really...just in bed"

"oh, this early?" he chuckles. i look over to the clock on my night stand and see its 8:30.

"yeah..i'm not really a morning person, sleeping enough gets me out of bed" you both laugh

"how are you getting used to living here"

"oh it's been good, i like the fact i can see jimin all the time" you smile

"getting used to have a dad too?" his words catch you off guard, it's the second time one of jimin's friends asks you that

"yeah..especially that. i don't really know how to talk to him" you laugh awkwardly

"you'll get used to it at some point, and shit you don't wanna get to know him then don't. it's up to you anyways"

"it's funny your the second person who asked me that ever since i got here"

"really? who's the first"

" what was his name again...yoongi?"

he hums at your response "jimin told us everything"

"yeah i figured.."

we talked for a while, the whole time we were on the phone my my smile was ear to ear. i paced around my room or laid on the bed. but we talked for a good hour.

"alright i should let you sleep, or you'll be grumpy tomorrow" he laughs

"yeah yeah what ever, goodnight namjoon"

"goodnight y/n"

I slept smiling that night.

I was never excited to go to school, until today. I wanted to see namjoon so bad, I was kinda mad that jimin told him I was off limits. but the face that he called me last night means he didn't care right?

I once again went with jimin to school on his bike, and I was getting used to it. He told me that every one of his friends have a bike and they take it to school.

as we arrived to school, we walked in and he told me to go with him to their 'spot' aka the rooftop

apparently the school put safely rails up there and students are allowed to go there. not many do but it's become their spot ever since they first hanged out here.

arriving to the roof top I see them all sitting and joking around with each other, there were some desks there and namjoon was sitting one of them, manspreading.

I always found it annoying when guys would do that but not namjoon. it was hot.

we walked up to them and they all greeted me, namjoon did as well but he wasn't as flirty as yesterday. actually he wouldn't even look at me, he ignored most of my glances. he didn't even look at me.

i sat at another empty desk and just fiddled with my fingers, waiting for time to pass by.

did i do something ?

we heard the loud bells, and got up to head to class. jimin throws his arm around my shoulder as we walk to the door, i glance over my shoulder to see namjoon. I catch him staring at me, with a raised eyebrow, and let me tell you his brow raise holds so much power.

during the day if we bumped into each other as we changed classes he ignored me entirely, now I was just getting irritated.

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it was time for lunch, and we headed to the roof top again. but namjoon wasn't there. we ate our lunch and he still hadn't showed up. So i casually asked hoseok where he was and he said he's usually in the courtyard reading a book or something.

so i excused myself to go to the 'restroom' but i told jimin i might just go look around the school after, and he insisted on tagging along but i told him no.

and just like hoseok said, i found namjoon in the court yard alone reading a book. so i walked up to him, clearing my throat to make him aware of my presence. He looks up and my heart skipped a beat. he was wearing glasses and I never knew how someone cold look so hot wearing glasses.

"hey" he says casually, taking off his glasses he puts them in his case as he lays it on the book he was just reading.

"why have you been ignoring me?" i cross my arms

he chuckles and looks at me intensely

"jimin said you were off limits and look what happened at the club was hot, shit i'm attracted to you but i'm not gonna be the reason you two get in a fight or him and me get on bad terms" he shrugs, leaning back he crosses his arms

"but it's not for him to say, who i can or can't be with"

"babe that's between you two" he opens his bag to put his items away.

"but we talked last night and i-"

"hold that thought" he says abruptly as he gets up zipping his bag, he looks at the people entering the courtyard

"lets go talk somewhere else, we don't need anyone hearing our business" he puts his hand on your shoulder. gently pushing you towards the double doors. you both walk along the hall, namjoon glances into rooms until we get to the end of the hall he slides the door open and i walk in. the room was dark except for the light that came from outside. he closes the door and tosses his bag at the nearest desk, once again sitting on top of it.

i began to get nervous at the look of his serious face, so i just leaned against the wall, keeping a distance hoping he didn't sense my nervousness

"look you just got here, and i don't want you fighting with jimin ok" he breaks the silence first

you stare at his lips as he talks, just as he eyes you as you stand against the wall. there was clearly a sexual tension in the room.

"what if he doesn't know" i say quickly, he studies you for a minute before talking

"you mean not tell jimin?" you nod without hesitating

"about us"

"us?" he lifted an eyebrow

he gets off the desk and walks up to you, inches away from your face. his lips brushing against yours as he tilts your head back. "so you won't tell jimin?" his hand touches your thigh and you jolt at his sudden touch. causing you to nod again "use your words babe" his hands slides under your skirt

" i won't tell him" those four words made him smirk "you won't tell him that one of his best friends wanna fuck and kiss his little sister when ever he feels like it" his breathe tickles your nose, you blush at his words making him sneer at your reaction. shaking your head again.

"words" he pinches your thigh, as his hand makes its way underneath your skirt. "no i won't tell him" you whine, you could feel yourself vulnerable with every touch, that you'd agree to anything he asked from you.

"good girl" his hands grope your ass giving it a firm squeeze before his lips meet yours eagerly, you didn't waste time, parting your lips instantly letting his tongue in. "look at you, just yesterday you said you didn't know to kiss" he gives your ass another firm squeeze

"i learn really quickly"

"oh yea?"

"mhmm"he rolls his eyes at your cockiness

"wrap your legs around me" he says as he lifts you up, you do just as he says. your bodies pressed against each other.

you can feel the shape of his bulge right against your clothed heat, he grinds slowly against you making you moan.

"fuck..you have no idea how much i'm stopping myself from ramming into you right now" his kisses travel down your neck, as his hand unbuttons the top few buttons from your shirt. revealing your cleavage and collar bone. he right away starts to suck on your collarbone, gently nibbling on your skin. his hands continue to massage your butt as he rolls his hips into you.

"if i took your first kiss does that mean i have the honor of deflowering you" he kisses your jaw, tracing kisses down to your exposed neck

"n-namjoon" you call his name weakly, bitting your skin once more as he sees the hickey's decorate your skin, he looks up at you. seeing how bad he's messing you up. "you didn't answer"

his forehead up against yours "yes.."

"you're so fucking beautiful" he groans, and you feel his dick getting harder against you, his fingers move your panties aside, allowing him to stick his finger into you. you gasp at his sudden touch and your hands grip his shoulders

"w-wait namjoon"

"shh, don't be loud. someone might hear you" he chuckles, you nod and bit onto your bottom lip, trying to keep yourself from letting any other noise come out

he begins to thrust his finger into you, causing you to squirm from his touch "be a good girl and don't move so much" he groans from the sudden friction you did as you moved

you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him into another kiss and you both instantly start sucking on each others lips, you tug onto his hair. he takes this chance to stick another one of his fingers inside of you. thrusting them upwards harder each time, you moan into his mouth.

the unfamiliar feeling made you extremely wet, this was the first time someone had touched you like this. he pulls away from the kiss, looking at you with intense lustful eyes "you like it huh, my fingers inside of you, the way to tighten around my fingers makes it obvious" he thrusts his digits into you once more, harder than before.

"n-namjoon please"

"what babe, tell me what you want"

you bite onto your bottom lip, your head leaning back. he takes the chance to kiss your neck a few more times. leaving some hickeys along your cleavage.

both your bodies stop at the sudden ringing of bells, indicating lunch was over and namjoon sighs in annoyance

"well that was enough fun for now" he kisses you one last time, as he pulls his fingers out of you, making you whine at the feeling of emptiness inside you. he stares at you as he puts his fingers inside his mouth licking his fingers

he gives your ass a few more squeezes before putting you down, making your nose scrunch at the sudden feeling of wetness between your thighs "jimin said he wasn't gonna be home tonight, what if i come over?" he asks as he fixes his hair

"uh yeah, that's fine" you tell him, as you button up your shirt. he grabs his bag from the desk, walking by you he gives you a kiss again "i'ma head out first, wait about two minutes before you go out, we don't need no one spreading rumors oh and gets some ice for your lips they're swollen " he winks at you, as he walks out leaving you all alone in the room with your drenched panties and eagerness to have him touch you more.

once the door closes you hold onto the book shelf next to you right away, as your knees give out. and you knew right there and then that you were weak for this man.

as you walked to class after waiting like namjoon said, you are zoning out as you walk. but hearing these girls in front of you talk about BTS you look up to them, trying to hear their conversation.

they said someone is planning to open a station where you basically leave letters for any of the guys, sort of like fan mail. it makes sense since they are getting popular among the school.

the whole day all you could think about was namjoon. if you saw him in the halls, he would still not spare any look at you, but you now understood why.

you all walked out of the school, and you see your dad standing by his car

"you ready jimin" he asks after saying hello to you and the guys

"i thought i would drop off y/n and then we'd leave" and you saw just how much he wanted to smack himself.

"you forgot" you say, sighing

"sorry, it didn't cross my mind" he rubs his neck

"don't worry mr.park i'll take her home" namjoon steps up behind you

"really? i'd appreciate it" he smiles, jimin looks over to you. but you were trying to control your expression and tried to not look at namjoon

"you ok with that?" he asks

"yeah, don't worry. i'll see you guys tomorrow" you smile.

jimin leaves with your dad and you stay talking with the guys a bit more, they invited you and namjoon to hang out but namjoon said he had plans and also needed to take you home. they tried to convince him a bit more before finally letting it go.

walking up to his bike he puts his helmet on you. giving your waist a small squeeze "let's go finish what we started yeah?" he whispers

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sex

you could never really date anyone, maybe cause jimin always told you to save yourself for your special someone. and his words really stayed with you.

there was this uneasiness inside your chest, as you remembered that. namjoon and you are basically in some sort of relationship..but he hasn't asked you to be his girlfriend.

is this what friends with benefits feels like? you wondered. it made you sad thinking all you were was just a fuck buddy.

we finally arrive, and he parks in front of your house. once you both get inside, taking off your shoes, namjoon stares at you as you bend over to put them in the shoe rack. naive to the fact that your panties were showing, namjoon decides to smack your ass

"namjoon!" you jump up and look at him, shocked. he laughs at your reaction. putting his bag down he puts his hands on your waist drawing you into a gentle kiss

"where's your room" he whispers between the kiss

"upstairs, it's the first room to the left " he hums at your answer, grabbing your thighs he lifts you up making you wrap your legs around him, you giggle he walks up the stairs, he struggles to open the door but eventually does. he kicks the door shut, as he walks to your bed, tossing you onto it.

butterflies erupted inside your stomach as you see him throwing his jacket and tie on the chair, unbuttoning his shirt. he leaves it at the end of the bed

he positions himself between your legs, you cover your face with your hands knowing damn well you were beet read

"don't cover your face" he pins your hands above your head

"i wanna see your reaction to every touch" his other hand unbuttons your shirt completely. you bite your bottom lip.

fuck i gotta ask him what we are

he lets go of your wrist and gets a grip on your waist, he leaves little pecks on your neck. traveling down to your stomach. you arch your back, he begins to suck on your skin, leaving hickeys all over.

"your gonna have to hide these well" he says between pecks, his hand makes its way under your skirt, as he plays with the hem of your panties he doesn't waste time and takes them off

the cold air hits your heat making you whine

"be patient, and i'll give you what ever you want" he says as he puts your lace panties inside his pants pocket, making you blush even more

he continues to leave kisses on your stomach with his arm underneath you helping you arch your back for him.

"n-namjoon" you moan

"yes" he starts to play with the zipper on your skirt

"a-are we gonna star-" his hand reaches for the clasp of your bra, and he undoes it.

"are we gonna what" he pulls it down and begins to suck on your breast.

"are we gonna. start dating" you finally ask

he stops sucking on your skin and looks up to you with a raised brow

his grip on your waist loosens before he takes his arm from underneath you. he sits up and stares at you

"i don't really do labels" he ruffles his hair

"then..where we just gonna fuck and thats it?" you ask in disbelief leaning on your elbows, your face shows the disbelief, he sighs. reaching for his shirt from the end of the bed

"you know you should listen to your brother more often" he gets off the bed, buttoning up his shirt

"what?"

"i just thought we were trying to relief each others pleasures" you were completely shocked at each word that came out of his mouth.

you felt like a fucking idiot, he took your first kiss, he marked you all over your body. you felt like crying

"namjoon" you say his name and he looks at you once more, before ruffling his hair "shit..don't look at me like that you make me wanna say yes to everything you ask from me"

i stare at him speechless, as he looks at me, eyeing the marks he left on my body. he walks over to me giving me a kiss once more but i look away. his hand grabs my chin making me face him he kisses me but i didn't kiss him back and he sighs "let me think about it ok"

grabbing his jacket from the chair he walks to the door, "i'll see you tomorrow alright" he leaves you alone in your room shocked at what just happened

"did he think we could just fuck and call it a day" you quietly say. getting off the bed you walk to the mirror, looking at all the marks he left on your body. your eyes tear up. "fuck this" you open your closet getting a huge shirt, you unzip your skirt letting it fall on the floor.

getting into your bed you wish you could sink into it and disappear, as you cry into your pillow.

"mother fucker took my favorite red underwear too" you sob

Deep | 05

✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 6.3k+

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He made sure not to spend too much time out, but the twisted feeling in his stomach wouldn't let him enter your apartment. You both hadn't talked since what happened. He would hear you leave in the morning to class for about three days now and you knew he was there at the door watching you leave or at least that's what you wanted to believe. He didn't know what made you change so drastically and it didn't bother him...this change you were showing. What had him throwing a fit was the fact that he couldn't control himself, scared he'll lose composure if it happened again. 

but just like him you also...No.. you didn't regret what happened and he'd be a coward if he did. At least that's what you kept telling yourself. You weren't avoiding him, well sort of. you'd leave at the time he'd usually leave, hoping to bump into him but to your luck his door never opened and you never saw him around at campus either. 

"I say you should  just talk to him" jihye speaks up, handing you a sweet bread she had gotten you since she knew you'd skip breakfast. taking the bread you thank her before glancing at the student parking lot waiting in case you could 'coincidentally' bump into him. jihye on the other hand was completely done with not just you but yoongi too, her thoughts are that he clearly likes you so whats the big deal? 

the both of you are just idiots. 

another two days passed and not even on your way home did you see him neither when you arrived in front of your door, you glance at his apartment contemplating if you should just be the bigger person and talk to him. After thinking of every scenario  that could happen the moment you walk through that door that took about ten minutes of you just staring at the door you finally made up your mind. "fuck this" you let out a puff of air as you enter the key into the keyhole and turn it, pushing the door open. "y/n" you hear someone call your name, stopping you from entering the apartment. Looking at the direction of which the voice came from, you see yoongi but he wasn't alone. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"Are you sure you're not hungry" jimin gives you a smile, his cheeks stuffed with food as he pushes the cup of noddles in front of you. "No, i'm alright" you reciprocate the smile, sliding back his noodles. 

of course he was gonna have someone with him, and it just had to be jimin. You couldn't look him in the eye without thinking the last time you were both in the same place yoongi was fingering you while he was in the bed too. shit, stop thinking about that . You fold your legs, leaning back into the sofa as you play with your rings. you could feel how yoongi avoided looking at you but at some instances when you would do a sudden move he would glance your way. 

jimin for once, wasn't oblivious about the whole situation. He could feel how there was tension between the both of you and unlike namjoon who knows what happened yoongi hadn't told jimin....more like hadn't had the chance to tell him. Putting down his chopsticks he wipes his mouth and sits back "what's with the two of you?" 

you both turn to look at jimin, who had a brow raised and nudged you in the elbow as he asked you again only this time to receive a cold response from yoongi "nothing" taking the cup of noodles into his hand he sits back and begins to eat, not offering to make you any or share. 

"It's nothing" you give him a smile, trying to get him off your back. fuck I should've never let him drag me over here and just left with some sort of excuse. jimin picks up the cup of noodles and continues to eat, as he starts a conversation with yoongi about something they were clearly talking about on their way here before they saw you. Looking at your watch you kept thinking of some excuse to use in order to escape without jimin bombarding you with even more questions but their conversation didn't last long before you were forced to face jimin when he let out a frustrated yell. "ok honestly, there's something going on because you always sit next to each other and you" he points at yoongi with the chopsticks "you never leave her out of a conversation. for fuck sakes you won't even look at her and that seems to be the most favorite thing you like to do" jimin ended up blurting everything out so quickly that a smile threaten to appear on your lips from how funny he looked but you bit down on your lower lip. 

"shut up" yoongi throws his used napkin at jimin who right away voiced out how gross he was "I don't stare at anyone" yoongi states. But jimin was right, if it wasn't for him you'd just be another set of old furniture in yoongi's apartment and be left unnoticed. standing up from the floor you give jimin a smile as he looks up at you confused "it was nice seeing you jimin, but I have to go. I know when i'm not wanted" you give him a big smile while dragging out the last few words to make sure yoongi heard you. But he took it as a joke like always and you knew it the moment he let out a low chuckle as he shook his head not even sparring you a glance. 

Jimin was left dumbfounded as you made your way to the door way, sitting down as you try to quickly put on your shoes. yoongi gets up from the sofa he was sitting on and walks right after you but unlike you he went at his own pace and probably looked fucking handsome doing it. "y/n" he says your name, his deep voice making the hair on your arms and neck stand as you felt your insides twist again. but you weren't going to give in, you ignore him and continue to put on your shoes. He lets you walk out the apartment  following you quietly, as you opened the door to your apartment you were pushed in before you could open the door completely, yoongi's arm around your waist as he balances you from his sudden push to stop you from stumbling over the shoes in ur entrance. attempting to pull his arm off you, you let out a grunt with the struggle "let go" 

"you sure?" he whispers next to your ear. "you weren't saying that just the other day when I had my d-" turning your hips as you lift your hands you press them against his mouth, glaring at him as you cover his mouth "stop" he raises a brow, and you can feel his lips curve into a smirk. 

"you've been ignoring me ever since that day" crossing your arms you look away, making sure to show you were angry on your facial expressions..not like he could see but it was all you could think of. "babe, i've just been..thinking"turning you around slowly to face him, you continue to look away as he tries to make you face him as he bends down to your height. "you're a coward"

his jaw clenched, he hated being called a coward and you knew just how to press his buttons to piss him off. your face was inches from his, his beautiful juicy plump shaped a disappointed frown. you can't help but want to lean in and kiss him. 

he too stared at yours and it was as if the two of you stopped breathing and time stopped. both of you wondering who'd make the first move. he cursed himself internally, repeating in his head to push you away and leave. but your eyes kept drawing him in and the urge to taste your lips took his free will. 

taking in a deep breath he lets out a chuckle before stepping back. pulling you out of the trance, you also step away from him. "your face is re-" he murmurs, his hand about to caress your cheek. But you don't let him, you don't let him touch you nor finish his sentence, opening the door you don't look his way "please leave, I have class tomorrow morning" 

you wanted to not care, not care how your cold behavior or words affected him. not care if he had more to say and how he probably wanted to fix what ever was going on between the both of you. "make sure to eat, the semester is almost over make sure to study if you really want to graduate next semester" I should've just shut the door without looking up, why did I think my words could've had any effect on him. you wished you had more discipline in yourself when you couldn't help but look up when he passed the door and saw his unemotional face not give you a single glance as he disappeared. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

Our "Childish behavior" continued for two more weeks, maybe it's not fair to say he's being childish since he's been trying to talk to me but I gave him the cold shoulder. he'd try to make it so we both went to campus together, waiting for me in the hallway but i'd walk right passed him and then just started leaving earlier.  

but I knew that this would only last for so long before he cornered me and got his way. after getting groceries, I was in the kitchen cooking a meal when I heard the front door open and shut loudly. Before I could even think who the fuck could've entered I hear him call my name. He sounded frustrated and angry, pursing my lips to keep myself from answering him as I continue to do what I was doing. 

"are you deaf? I'm talking to you" he enters the kitchen. I don't answer him, opening my fridge to take out another item I needed. 

"stop being childish, why do you want to ruin our friendship over some stupid experience you want to have" he raised his voice, I could tell he was done. 

turning off the stove, and moving the pan off the to the side, I turn to look at him. his brows furrowed and glare were very strong. I let out a scoff "why are you here yoongi" 

"i'm here because I want us to go back to how we were, before you fucked it all up" fine, he's right this did all start because of me. and it is my fault but why the fuck is he so stubborn. 

"what ever"

"that's all you're going to say?" his voice never lowers, his hands were thrashing around as he was trying to understand me. how do I tell him that I want him to only look at me, to fall in love with me and just be mine. I can't, because he doesn't do relationships. 

"You're just mad, that you want to fuck just like I do. but you keep using the excuse" pushing off the counter you walk towards him, leaving a arm length of space between the two of you. "you keep using the pathetic excuse of seeing me as your sister" and you chuckle, "if that was true you wouldn't of done what you did" he looked at your smug face. nodding his head in disbelief before staring into your eyes, towering over you. "I regret what happened that day with every ounce of my being" 

your jaw clenches, but you stand your ground. Looking up to him, as he scans your face to see your reaction but you don't give him the satisfaction even when your heart was squeezing and your breath fastens. "since the regret is already there, why does it matter to add more" your hands on his chest as they snake their way to his neck. He doesn't flinch nor pull away, his eyes just staring at yours as you pull him closer. 

"what about all those other girls, do you regret fucking them after you're done" your fingers play with his hair, his hands stay on his sides but they were itching to hold you. 

his heart was pounding against his chest, and even though his face did not show it he was devastated. he searched your eyes, but the mischievous smile and doe eyes that stared back at him squeezed his heart. he hated the way you were acting, and hated himself even more as he realized it was his fault and part of him just wanted to fall for your tricks and let you have your way. 

"cause I didn't care about them" he murmurs 

closing his eyes, he takes in a deep breath. his head was a mess, he wanted you both to go back to how you were, he hated himself for having no self control last time. if that hadn't had happened then you both wouldn't had been fighting right now. So he came up with the safest option, but he was going to make sure he would be the one in control.  "fine" his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his chest. "if this is what it takes for us to be able to go back to how we were. then you'll get your way" 

what

"wait, yoongi. we don-"

he scoffs loudly "what? now you're backing out?" gripping your waist he lifts you, making you sit on your marble counter. "if we're doing this it's under my conditions" gripping your chin, his face inches from yours. 

He's only doing this for us to go back to how we were? when is he going to understand that we aren't ever gonna be the same. it stopped being the same when I started having feelings for him. 

"I don't want to be accused of forcing you" you speak up quickly, his lips so close to yours 

"oh please, why would I reject some good pussy, this is your last chance to back out. once we start this relationship, only i'm allowed to stop it. that's the first condition" his nose brushes against yours, his hands making their way under your shirt slowly as his fingertips brush against your skin giving you goosebumps. 

"we aren't allowed to see anyone else" you speak up "that's my condition"

he scoffs, shaking his head slightly as he takes your lips. you were about to sink into his arms when he takes your bottom lip between his teeth and bites down. causing you to flinch, "and who told you, that you could set any conditions" 

"I don't like sharing"

"spoiled brat" 

"only when it comes to you" pulling him into another kiss before he could answer, just that this time its rougher and deeper. you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, yoongi's knees felt weak as he held you in his hands, something he's always wanted but limited himself to having. now he'll make sure to take full advantage. 

"we will always use condoms, third condition"

"but I want to try it raw, people say its euphoric" you pout, fingers tangled in his hair. he rests his forehead on your should as he lets out a flustered grunt "y/n, you're seriously testing my patience" 

"come on yoongi, please?" cupping his face as you show him your displeased face and pouty lips. if someone were to walk in right now and see us they'd think we're in love with each other, the way he stares into my eyes and the small grin thats creeping onto the corners of his lips. shit only if the two of you could get your shit together and realize that you are in love, but that isn't possible. 

"not right away" 

"scared?"

"oh baby, the day I fuck you raw. you're going to need to take the whole day off and you'll be lucky if it's only a day. these pretty legs of yours won't be able to walk, and you will feel as if i'm still inside you. i suggest you to not press on this anymore" taking your hands off his cheeks he leaves kisses on your palms before intertwining your fingers  and he takes the chance to start leaving traces of kisses on your neck. sucking on your skin, leaving marks in every visible spot making you mentally curse him for being the reason you'd have to cover up the next few days.

"we are dating now, fourth condition" you let out between hitched breaths

"no can do" he laughs "good try tho"

"why not"

"fine, let me do it easier for myself" pulling your shirt off, he leaves a few kissing on your collar bone. "pick between, me fucking you raw or us dating"

"that's not fair, I rather take away the second condition" you tease. but he didn't find it funny, pulling you down from the counter he turns you around, bending you over the counter. "I also don't like sharing"

"ddi you have this possessiveness with your other girls" you can feel the hardened dick pressed up on your butt.  

"only the pretty ones" he whispers next to your ear as he undoes your bra, letting the straps fall of your shoulders "fuck you" you elbowed him, not liking his response but you only received a snicker from him "you haven't made your choice" his lips curved into a playful smile, as he felt your body tense under him after his response. but there was no way he'll tell you that he you were the only one he ever cared for and will ever be possessive over. 

"boyfr-"

"do you really wanna miss the chance to have me balls deep into you without a condom babe, we already set the condition of not meeting anyone else." he knew how to distract you, as he waited for your answer his hands were already working on taking your shorts off along with your underwear. "fuck...fine"

"still your turn" 

"since we are already fucking raw, I want to feel what it's like to feel you to finish inside me" you let out a small moan as he sticks his finger into your tight pussy, not giving you any time to adjust as he thrusts his finger into you. 

"i don't know about that one" he thrusts another finger in, your head leaned back onto his shoulder, giving him access to your neck as he leaves sloppy kisses. 

"you oppose too much"

"fuck" he groans as you palm him through his joggers "fine, just once"

you let out a chuckle, "you'll be the one begging for another chance" curling his fingers, he hits your g-spot as he thrusts his fingers knuckle deep into you. "you think it''s funny" he nibbles your ear lobe. 

"once a month only" 

"fuck no" you said a little to loudly, cheeks blushing as you curse yourself. "twice a week"

"more" you didn't care if he saw you as some needy brat but you wanted him, and you were going to take advantage of it. 

"you're just getting started and wanna fuck more than twice a week?" he lets out a amused chuckle. "if it's you i'd go seven days a week" 

he couldn't help but laugh. "fine, twice a week and then if you're up for it then the weekend"

you give him a slight nod, focusing more in sneaking your hand into his boxers and taking his hard cock into your hand. his breath hitched as your thumb brushed over his swollen red tip "you have to kiss me, whenever I want. and when we have sex no one leaves. we sleep together"

"spoiled bra-" you give his dick a squeeze causing him to groan "what was that" you smirk. 

you focus on giving him pleasure as he thrusts his fingers into you, your hand gently stroking him, he felt as if he could promise you anything at that moment if you'd just ask. 

"the last condition" he says after letting out a low groan. 

 "the moment I call this all off, you and me never talk again" your heart fell to the pit of your stomach. your head automatically snaps up to look at him. his face was serious, "so let me ask you once more, do you want this"

"you're a fucking asshole, get off me" and he did, he pulled his fingers out and left you feeling empty. pushing him away you picked up your shirt. covering your breasts "what the fuck yoongi"

his brow raised "I don't understand why you are so surprised" his smug face made you want to slap him but you couldn't 

"wasn't it your words" he acts as if he's trying to remember "right, you said we could just be fuck buddies? what were you're words...if it's just me killing time to just do it with you?" 

"then why even..."

"you're someone I care about, that's the only reason I won't ever treat you how I treated the others. if you want me to whisper love words to you, then I will. if you want me to become yours, I will but just like this"

"so i'm just your fuck buddy"

"no, you're my lover but with no promises of a forever" 

"now i'll seal this little contract we just made with a kiss" he gently holds your chin, your eyes filled with tears. but he couldn't fold, he needed to try and make you back out. 

but it was you who pulled him in and pecked his lips. 

"it's too early to have angry sex, so let's continue this another time" he brushes your hair back to stop it from covering your eyes and gives you a small peck. 

and he left. left you naked in your kitchen. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

Even after this whole "contract" was made he still teased you. the occasional touch or kiss on the cheek when you'd both meet in the morning to head to class, and when you arrived he'd give you a small kiss before you both parted ways. 

Others would think you'd be dating, this pattern kept going for a whole week. He was having fun, how? He decided to make you break the ice and ask him to have sex first but you didn't wanna fall for his stupid game and wanted him to be the one to initiate it first. 

today was different, jihye was waiting for you by the campus parking lot. So the kiss was a no go, but he didn't seem to give a fuck. in fact you know he saw her and it's your assumption he did it on purpose. 

"wait, jihye doesn't know...so don't"

"what do you mean? don't you remember one of the conditions was to kiss whenever either one of us wanted to"

"yoongi" you say his name in a stern voice but he doesn't budge "I wouldn't know how to explain it to her"

"what's there to explain, we're lovers" he shrugs, a mischievous  smile on his face when you give him a dumbfounded look. "we aren't dating"

"it's as if we were" he raises a brow "if thats what you want to tell everyone else that's fine with me. but keep it in your pretty little head, that we aren't dating" 

"why are you making it so complicated" you puff

"i'm not, I just don't want you getting unnecessary feelings. plus when this is all ov-"

"i'm not telling anyone anything" grabbing your bag, pushing the car door open and you shut it loudly. you walk to jihye who looked satisfied "I'm just glad you both made up" 

"yeah, I'm not that enthusiastic, he's more annoying than before" you roll your eyes, when you see him approaching the two of you. and as if he couldn't annoy you even more, he pulls you into a side hug, his hand firmly gripping your waist. "I said kiss me, didn't I" and he fucking did it, he kissed me in front of jihye. in front of everyone passing by. I froze in place, and that amused him, him and his sadistic behavior. jihye's jaw almost touched the floor as her eyes jumped from him to me trying to figure out what was going on. 

"Jin and namjoon want to watch the new aquaman movie today so make sure to come over once you're done with classes and get home, babe~" he gives your forehead a kiss ignoring you're glares, shooting a wink towards jihye who with her eyes was begging for someone to explain to her what she just witnessed. 

"bitch what the fuck" jihye screams 

my face began to feel hot and I knew it was red. grabbing my arm she pulls me to a secluded area "you better start talking what the fuck is going on?"

"we're dating" fuck you yoongi

"dating?! Oh shit you bagged him"

"shut up, and i'm leaving or i'll be late" theres no way i'll be going to his apartment at all. at least that's what I told myself until jihye sent me a text saying that she met with namjoon and he had no idea about yoongi and me "dating" and I felt like just telling her that its all fake and we aren't. but my ego was hurt thinking he was just trying to put me in a difficult situation with my friend and was just not planning to tell the guys at all. 

which resulted in me standing outside his door.I like to believe it's cause aquaman is my favorite superhero and well why the fuck would I miss his movie. I'm not stupid. another part just wants to be with him. it's not that i'm not excited have sex with him, but it's the little things like these that mean the most to me. These thoughts make my insides twist and I suddenly feel nauseous, the idea that he could call this off in a month, or even less and we just don't talk anymore makes me wish I never did what I did. 

"y/n?" namjoon calls your name, standing behind you with bags of take out. you hadn't noticed that your eyes were teary and that he just saw you cried. "are you alright?" putting the bags down by the door he gives you his full attention. "i'm fine, ah it's nothing" you give him a reassuring smile but he didn't take it "do you want me to get yoong-"

"No!" you. come off a bit strong "no, i mean it's nothing. he'll just worry for nothing and pester me until I give him some reason as to why I was. crying" wiping your tears you laugh "and that's just going to annoy me more" picking up two bags you give him a quick smile "let me help you out instead" 

he didn't question you anymore but gave you a small nod as he opened the door to yoongi's apartment. once the door opened you can hear jin's very loud voice arguing with yoongi. making your way to the kitchen you avoid looking at yoongi, and he wasn't oblivious to the fact that you didn't look his way as you always do. namjoon helps leave the food on the counter after you insisted of getting everything ready on your own. 

namjoon joins the others, sitting next to yoongi. "what's she doing?"  yoongi speaks over Jin. who was talking so fast it was as if he was rapping "uh, getting....honestly I saw her crying outside" he purses his lips, not knowing if he should've said anything. 

"crying? why" jin sits up 

"shhh" namjoon glares at jin "she told me not to say anything.."

"it's nothing, she's just stressing cause of school..don't worry" getting up he walks to the kitchen "y/n, I got disposable plates on the top shelf" he enters the kitchen to see you opening the cabinets and looking for what he suspected. "let me get them" 

"i'll go to the bathroom then" your eyes must be red. you didn't want to give him a reason to just call it off before anything even started. you hated yourself even more for not wanting to just stop everything and avoid losing him. he doesn't want you to have unnecessary feelings? it's already too late. maybe stopping all of this while only jihye knows. it'll be easier than having everyone else fooled.

"y/n hurry up! Jin put the first movie because he keeps fighting with yoongi about shit he doesn't remember" namjoon yells

everyone was on the floor, except yoongi who was sitting on the sofa with blankets "y/n, what was used to track mera" Jin asks the moment he sees you 

"the bracelet?" you answer but doubt yourself

"told you" yoongi laughs 

"what did you think" you ask jin but he only waves his hand and unpauses the movie. namjoon continues to eat, trying to hold his laugh. yoongi lifts the blanket spreading his arms, wanting you to sit next to him.  I flip the switch, shutting off all the lights letting only the t.v dim the room with light.  sitting next to yoongi as he covers the both of us with the same blanket. automatically cuddling with me. you lay your head on his chest, his arm wrapped around you. 

A few minutes passed and he finally whispered into your ear what had been distracting him from the movie "why were you crying" his question made you glance at namjoon, snitch is all you could think of.

"it's nothing" you whisper back

"was it cause of me"

yes

"was it because I kissed you in front of jihye" 

It's cause of your last condition 

"I just thought it could be troublesome having to hide around our friends. if they know, then we're free to do what ever we want. whenever we want"

"do they know" you lift your head, you both stare at each other. "hey pretty lady, finally you look at me" he smiles 

"do they know" you ask again 

"not yet" for someone who was so quick to expose our what ever relationship we have to my friend he's a little slow when it comes to his. you didn't have his full attention, his eyes would occasionally shift to the screen. his hand caressing your exposed thigh due to your shorts. you try to also pin your focus on the screen but can't when he gives your thigh a tight squeeze. 

"you really wanna do this here" you whisper, gripping his hand. you can't tell what his reaction was, the dim light not hitting his face. the first movie had just ended and namjoon made sure to turn on the second movie right away before any argument could begin. it was already getting late and a lot of time was wasted on Jin and Yoongi. 

It was as if he was growing impatient, as if the little alcohol he just had made him want you. his hand made it's way into your inner thigh, rubbing two fingers against your clothed clit. your grip on his arm tightens as you hid your face in the crook of his neck "yoongi" you plead but the hot puff of air you let out didn't help him find any self control. 

you were getting flashbacks, to the time were jimin was in the bed with both of you. now he wants to do this in the living room with namjoon and jin present? maybe it was the alcohol in your body as well that wanted to play this little game he had started. as quietly as you could, you lift the blanket and straddle him. "don't you think this is a little too much" he whispers, holding onto your waist stopping you from completely sitting. 

"then why don't you come over?"

"what.." bitting down on his bottom lip, once he feels you grind against his hardened dick "you clearly want to continue what we stopped last time" it was getting warm underneath the blanket. too warm, both your bodies pressed up against each other. his lips part but you don't let him respond taking him by surprise as your lips smash up against his. 

the tv was loud but the smacking of your lips with yoongi's, you feared was louder. and as much as you'd love for his friends to know that he only needs you and that they shouldn't invite them to anymore of those little parties. you felt shy.

choosing not to make a scene you get off his laps, returning to where you were sitting. he was dumbfounded and it irritated him that you weren't giving him the attention he clearly needed. pulling the blanket more off of you he makes sure to cover his very visible boner. "you think it's funny huh" he pinches your stomach, after noticing the smile on your face. 

"good night guys, I have to do some shopping tomorrow so" you stand up, giving namjoon and jin a small hug. ignoring yoongi's glares as he watches you exchange some words. "also if you guys decide to stay late, why not stay over?" the movie had just started and it was late, yoongi over there needed your special attention. 

"thank god, I did not want to have to drive namjoon home" jin lets out a exaggerated  sigh of relief which namjoon responded offended. "and why are you lending my place to others?" 

"oh" you shrug "they can stay at my place if you want, I don't mind" "I call the sofa" jin speaks up 

"no ones sleeping in her apartment" yoongi states through clenched teeth. "hey, no one was asking, she offered" jin comes to their defense

"well you guys get this all situated" 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

You stayed up almost all night, till your eyes gave up, waiting for yoongi but he was a no show. to your defense you didn't last long awake, so when you opened your eyes and found a sleeping yoongi on your side with his arm rest over your waist you tried to stop yourself from kissing him.  

there was something about him that made you mesmerized. maybe his long eyelashes or rosy lips. or how you had to gently move his hair strands from his face with your pinky because of how long he's let his hair grow.  "are you done staring" he mutters, letting out a annoyed groan as the light from the open shades blinds him. 

"girl why are the shades opened this early" he complains, pulling the covers over his head "you're such a baby, you know i leave my shades open cause if not i just won't wanna wake up in the morning" getting off the bed to close the shades so he could shut up. "well whenever we fuck, make sure you close them" you could hear in his voice that he was still tired and could probably sleep for another hour or two. but his words were having an affect on you and the sight of his shirtless body didn't help you keep cool either. 

"what are you waiting for" 

"what?" he groans, sitting up. clearly having a hangover. "my head is fucking killing me" he curses. 

"to have sex"

"babe we have all the time in the world to have sex, but right now I just wanna die cause of this hangover. so sorry if I can't satisfy your needs right now" yoongi snaps at you, throwing the blanket aside as he moves to the edge. 

"and another condition, we will never have drunk sex if I can help it" holding onto his head he stands up "last night you we-"

"stop, cause of last night i'm putting this condition. Now if I'm drunk and hit on you and you let it happen.."

"just don't"

you give him a small nod, he looked serious and pissed off so it really wasn't the moment to pester him. "i'm gonna go shower, some of my clothes is in your closet right" 

"yeah, its hanged on the end to the left. anything else you need should be in the last bottom drawer" 

"thanks" gathering his clothes, you just stood by the door. watching him, "i'll be quick"

"can i join you" you smirk, making him stop in front of you "hahaha no" leaning in to give your forehead a kiss he lets out a light chuckle at your boldness before walking out.

you decided to make him some sort of hangover soup to help him with his headache and grumpiness. 

Conditions: 

1. Once we start this relationship, only i'm (yoongi) allowed to stop it. 

2. We aren't allowed to see anyone else

3. we will always use condoms, we will only have raw sex once 

4. finish inside, only once

5. we will have sex twice a week, and if both parties are up for it then the weekend as well

6. the moment I (yoongi) call this off, we will never talk again 

7. We will never have drunk sex, if yoongi can help it

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