'23 A R C H I V E

'23 A R C H I V E

—or recs of fics I’ve read and been reading.

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♡ : works im following closely

☆ : my ultimate favorites (mostly finished)

① : oneshots

[OT7]

Safe and Sound ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

You have worked at a hybrid rehab and adoption center for years, enjoying being able to help people others only see as their animal side. You thought you might end up taking in one or two, what you didn’t expect however, was to take in 7.

Combined Beings ☆☆

mafia!ceo!bts x chubby!reader

You are bullied on a constant because korea’s beauty standards do not fit girls on the heavier side. the bullying gets worse once a ceo is attracted to you and he mentions you to the other 6.

Little Love

human seokjin! x human!oc x hybrid!ot6

Seokjin and Ayana are an engaged couple who are completely in love with each other. Then one day they stumbled upon two hybrids in need. They decided to help them, not knowing there were four others waiting for their mates to come back.

Snow Angel ♡

alphas!bts x omega!reader

After Yoongi and Jimin find a distressed omega in the mall they take her home in an attempt to settle her. Quickly getting attached, the whole all-alpha pack starts to wish to keep the girl around, going completely soft for her.

Emerald Gem

hybrid!bts x reader

Living away from society has its perks. All natural food from your thoroughly cultivated farm, no nosy neighbors, and peace and security with your animals. But sometimes you did get lonely, having no one to talk to but the cows and pigs. However, when 7 extremely wanted hybrids stumble upon your deserted farm, everything changes.

Stay Alive ♡

myth creatures!bts x reader

When you started working at a pharmaceutical company, you didn’t realize where it was your life was heading. After getting a patient mix up, you meet seven men who would didn’t seem to want any other nurse that wasn’t you. When you start to know them, you notice things that made you question if they were really human. No matter what excuse they would give though, you would always go home with a heavy heart. The day the truth is revealed to you, things take a turn for the worst.

(Un)natural Instincts

ot7 x ceo!reader

You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.

Masked Miracles ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

It wasn't supposed to happen this way. A quick in and out. Infiltrate and bring down a hybrid trafficking ring. Saving lives while we're at it. But things hardly ever go to plan. And being locked in with seven hybrids that meant more to me than victims forced into a life they didn't deserve was definitely not according to the plan.

A Cute Blind Soul

ot7 x blind!oc | soulmate au

Selia Jones is blind since birth. After her parents were taken away, she has to live a completely different life and to make it worse, the universe had given her soulmates.

About Love ♡

hybrid!bts x writer!reader

Becoming a best selling thriller author? Part of the plan. Living in the city and isolating yourself from everyone? Part of the plan. Inheriting your late uncles home in the woods, his sassy assistant and fortune after he died mysteriously? Not part of the plan. Oh, and he failed to mention the 7 ‘surprises’ he left you as well.  And come to think of it… was his death an accident? Or is your imagination going wild again?

Prologue | CH 1 | CH 2 | CH 3

The Way Of a Criminal

gangster!bts x reader | mafia au

Your father was a stranger, you never knew who he was and what he did. But one day, someone knocks on your door, informing you of his passing. Now, you learn more about him, his life and the legacy you are expected to continue with the help of his 7 executives.

Tongue Tied ♡

wolf hybrid!bts x dog hybrid!reader

In which you're not supposed to be the solution for all of the problems- but maybe you're just that; the missing piece.

Lone Wolf

bts x reader | abo au

In a world where alphas, betas, and omegas live along side modern humans as second class citizens, you've fallen through the cracks of a society that wants to take everything wonderful from you. Luckily a timely encounter with the boys just might save your life.

Boyfriend For Hire ☆

bts x reader

Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of losing your freedom drives you to seek help from a group of individuals you'd least expected.

The Old Guard

demon!bts x witch!reader | soulmates au

You are a powerful witch, cursed and hurt through ages. Owner of your esoteric shop, you were resigned to live this lonely life when the powerful magic of soulmates and fate came to you.

Let The Light In ♡

hybrid!bts x author!reader

In which you’re a famous children’s book writer, one evening after coming home from a diner with your parents you find seven unknown hybrids making themselves comfortable in your living room, what do you do now?

Protectors ①

mafia!bts x reader

Your boyfriends loved you very much. that being said, they promised to always be there to shield you in frightening situations - to be your protector, for the rest of your lifetime.

Little Dove ①

mafia!bts x reader

You were gentle, innocent, and pure. In simple words, the exact opposite of the cold-hearted and callous mafia members who fell for you in such a cliché manner.

Redamancy ♡

hybrid!bts x oc

When a ragtag pack of seven mismatched hybrids somehow ends up in the woods behind her home, she takes them in and does the one thing she never thought she would do. Own them. But, she also does something she didn't even think was possible. She fell in love with each and every one of them.

The Little Things ①

idol!bts x reader

You've never been more glad to have seven men by your side to help with your recovery. Even when times get tough you know they have your back.

The Plot Twist ♡

idol!bts x reader | soulmates au

Once upon a time you would have jumped at the chance to live the idol girlfriend life. The cameras, the action, the whirlwind romance. But what was once a dream has now become your worst nightmare, and you fully intend to fight the universe as it repeatedly conspires to set you up with your seven perfectly good soulmates from Bangtan Sonyeondan.In which we punt Y/N into all the fanfiction tropes and you do your feral best to subvert the love story.Because nani the fuck, you are The Plot Twist.

Hoodies ①

idol!bts x celeb!reader

When the boys are doing a v live, you know to keep away from the camera and stay quiet. and you never failed to do so before. so why is it that the time they all do a v live together, you accidentally leave your custom hoodie on the bed behind them?

Snowball Princess

bts x hybrid!reader

In which you've evolved from being a mere PR-stunt to becoming the most important thing in the lives of seven idols and millions of fans alike.

Like Crazy ♡

bts x reader

The story of seven loves across eight lives.

Mi Casa

bts x alpha!reader | omegaverse au

Sometimes you find your home, sometimes your home finds you.

The Fate of Hybrids ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

Fruits, Daisies, and a Sprinkle of Love ♡

bts x reader | soulmates au

A soul bond's archives is a shared space between soulmates, a safe space that allows the fated ones to share memories between themselves, a method commonly used to find each other without having to wait endlessly for luck to play its part. But when your own archives get tainted with pain due to bullies with too much time on their hands… Needless to say that despite you not knowing if you have soulmates, you begin to believe that maybe it's a good thing if you don't have any.

Trouvaille

hybrid!bts x reader

In a world where hybrids are both the hottest commodity and largely exploited, a recent shortage of hybrids nationwide due to the wealthy adopting for sport hunting dominates the news headlines. More than ever, stray hybrids are whisked off the streets and taken into shelters to meet the demand. Mistreated, neglected, forgotten – in a notoriously disreputable hybrid shelter in a pocket of downtown Boston, seven “aggressive” hybrids await their inevitable fate of being sold for sport.After years of trying to distance herself from her mystical past and upbringing, Y/N finds herself quitting her emotionally-draining job and is forced to face past mistakes. While accompanying her friends looking to adopt a child hybrid into their newly-formed family, Y/N inadvertently finds herself face-to-face with seven hybrids doomed to die. In a spur of the moment epiphany, Y/N decides to change the course of fate for the better; though bringing seven aggressive hybrids into her life and the darkening spiritual energy of her old home is trickier to navigate than she originally thought.

Caramel

dom!bts x sub!reader

You weren’t good at taking care of yourself. You knew it, everyone knows it. Too nervous, anxious, getting overwhelmed way too quickly…It was easy hiding it from the public eye, but they could see right through you. And they were decided on being your steadying hands.

The Love That You Want

idol!bts x death eater!reader | harry potter au

Your worst kept secret? You come from a long line of pureblood elitists.

Outside of the Fox

bts x reader

Y/N longs for a new life when the one she'd been living comes to an abrupt stop. Without much thought to those she is leaving behind, the little fox packs a backpack and disappears. She stumbles across the shelter and makes an interim home for herself while she works out exactly what she wants from her second chance.

Doughnuts and Shell Casings ♡

mafia!bts x reader | soulmates au

You finally gather the courage to leave your routine and do something different. your expectations are blown out of the water as you meet your soulmates in a less-than-expected way. 

Nymphet Garden ♡

fans!bts x idol!reader

He was just a fanboy, they got dragged into it, and so blooms your love story.

Do Not Tumble Dry ①

bts x reader | super fluff content

A spa day for the Bangtan pets.

Baby (you complete us) ♡

idol!bts x disabled MC | soulmates au

Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches.  Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing.

Dance of Time

vampire!bts x human reincarnated!reader

You were finally back in the hometown you left right after graduation, researching the mysterious manor that laid outside of the town limits. Your family was acting weird, and the owner of the manor seemed to know more about you than he should. Everything changed when you entered the manor, and you weren’t sure your dance with time was going to last very long.

Death Valley

bts x reader

A summer internship at a famous record label turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize.

Guys that I'd kind of be into

idol!bts x broadway actress!reader

Being on broadway has always been your dream, and now that you’ve achieved just that as christine in “be more chill,” you’ve found it to be a lot harder than your younger self had expected. like, for example, the fact that dating might as well be out of the question. you definitely did not leave college to get distracted from your work... it kind of sucks that seven k-pop idols that you may or may not really like came to see your show and took a liking to you.

A Deal's a Deal

idol!bts x demon!reader

Before BTS became BTS in an act of desperation Jungkook makes a deal with you, a demon. After Namjoon finds out you’re the reason behind a significant number of unfortunate events they’ve gone through over the years he decides to take back their future by binding you under their control until they can figure out how to save Jungkook’s soul. Regardless, you’re going to feed off of their insecurities, lust, and souls to return your powers to you so you can make them all pay.

Wait, Little Rabbit!

bts x bunny hybrid!reader

You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker.

Until Death ①

demon!bts x human!reader

Until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours.

Wolves are (NOT) Scary

werewolf!bts x reader

All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.

Pastel Snowflake Kisses ①

bts x reader

They had never made much of a fuss about christmas...until you came into the picture.

Yearning

hybrid!bts x reader

Out of Love ♡

bts x f!reader

Everything was perfect, or at least you thought it was. What happens when you break up with your 7 boyfriends and have to deal with the aftermath of it all?

To Love Min Yoongi

idol!ot7 x witch!reader | yoongi focus x reader

You were a villainess destined to be with seven stars. Your cliche Reincarnation AU.

Can't Wait to See You Again ♡

idol!fan!bts x youtuber!reader

The one where Jungkook develops a huge crush on a Youtuber he found after falling into the rabbit hole of his recommended videos. Unbeknownst to him, you were also recommended to his hyungs.

[KSJ]

The A-Listers

actor!jin x famous!reader

Meet Y/N and Jin, two of Hollywood's hottest celebrities and couple — or are they? Media and fans have been wanting to hear a confirmation for years now. But you two are always good at confusing everyone. Watch as everyone else play this guessing game of what's the relationship between Y/N and Jin.

[MYG]

What yoongi wants, yoongi gets ①

idol!yoongi x reader

The one where the cat is actually yours, but yoongi somehow worms his way into the family.

[PJM]

Filtering Light ♡

human!jimin x bunny-hybrid!reader x human!jungkook

The reader is a bunny hybrid with a past that has left her traumatized and struggling to heal. some things can be helped with therapy, but some things can only be fixed through realizing you're not all of the things that hurt you—you are, in fact, just loved.

[JJK]

Hold On ①

jungkook x reader | established relationship

A night where jungkook just wants to give, give and give and he wants you to realize that you can take it all.

At Your Service ☆

escort!jeongguk x ceo!reader | strangers-to-lovers au

Filtering Light

human!jungkook x bunny-hybrid!reader x human!jimin

The reader is a bunny hybrid with a past that has left her traumatized and struggling to heal. some things can be helped with therapy, but some things can only be fixed through realizing you're not all of the things that hurt you—you are, in fact, just loved.

In Which | collection 1 | collection 2 ♡

idol!jungkook x reader | drabble collection

Domestic Daydreams ①

influencer!jk x f. reader

A window into the life of jeon jungkook

Fish-wife or No-wife ①

idol!jk x f.reader

Did Jungkook have a wife? The rumor mill had been churning for years, divided on this one topic. He was a successful worldwide pop star who was always seen with a different lady on his arm, as he flitted from country to country enjoying his prolific career. The reason for the lingering suspicion was a cryptic social media post showing a picture of 2 kids who shared the same exact eyes and smile as him. So in fact, if he truly did have a wife, who was she? And why had the public never seen her? Perhaps she didn't wish to be seen.

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BTS MASTERLIST

OT7

Crown

Sneak peak

Premise: In a world where vampires, werewolves, Fae folk and magic coincide harmoniously. What are the odds that 7 of these beings would share a single mate. She's not human, but something else entirely. Is she really worth finding out?

Supernatural AU // series

Ft. Straykids

💜♾💜♾💜

Not Gonna Happen

Premise: Fight or Flight. Meet BTS or run away from BTS?

"Uh guys.... she's rolling away." Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to hinder your escape. "I hate all of you." You groan at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up letting out a deep sigh, wishing the ground would open from under you.

drabble

Ft. TXT

💜♾💜♾💜

The Price We Pay

Premise: Shoes echo in the room as they all leave him alone with his thoughts. Goodbyes unheard by the man now drenched in sweat, fists gripped tightly to his desk. This could be a terrible idea, one of his worst, but he had to try.

There was only one person capable of helping him now, to keep his boys safe.

But at what cost?

Mafia au // drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

"The Restricted Collection"

Premise: You'll have to enroll to find out.

Warnings: Various levels of smut, but smut nonetheless.

Hogwarts au's // Mini-Series

💜♾💜♾💜

Gambler's Ruin

Premise: It was a bet gone wrong. A bet they didn't think they'd loose.

Warnings: Swearing, toxic friendships

college au's // drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by ksjknj

Kim Namjoon

To Breathe Again

Premise: It was never supposed to be him. You'd never let it be him, you'd be damned if you lost him. So you'll do anything to get him back...anything.

body swapping au // Series

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by jinfesta

Kim Seokjin

Truth or Lies

Premise: It was up to him to decide. You knew this wasn't something to push. “Are we telling the truth or are we lying?”, patiently you waited.

drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by yoonggi

Min Yoongi

Headphones

Premise: Just a figure in Yoongi's studio, that is until someone finally asked about you.

drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

Endlessly Yours,

Premise: If only lilies weren't so lethal.

Hanahaki au // drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by hope-film

Jung Hoseok

How Far

Premise: No matter how far or how much time has past memories still follow you.

drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

Park Jimin

*COMING SOON*

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by sugaa

Kim Taehyung

Lucid

Sneak peak

Premise: What if this lucid dream isn't his? What if he isn't the only one brought here? What if she's the one deciding? Either way she never speaks a word.

Lucid Dream au // series

💜♾💜♾💜

In Too Deep

Premise: He's your brother's best friend, that's why you let things slide, but he's gone too far. He's crossed too many lines and now he had to accept that his regular excuses weren't good enough. One hell of a wake-up call to realize just how deep he was in.

Warnings: Swearing, crude language, alcohol, and mentions smut

Brother's Best Friend au // drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

GIF by jjks

Jeon Jungkook

Treasure

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Warnings: Swearing and smut(in part 2).

Hybrid au // drabble

💜♾💜♾💜

Discovery Masterlist

how does he look so good

wow

MAN, THEY'RE SO IN LOVE <3333

anw WHAT WERE THE BOYS THINKING?????? this is exactly why i didn't approve of their choice to pay her mother behind her back. bcs of that shitty choice they made, she's now going through the same fcking thing she did when she was younger. her mom left her, again, without a word. she'll still hope and wait for her, bcs she doesn't know doesn't believe that her mother didn't change. she'll feel fcking stupid for believing her. if the boys didn't pay her mom off and just freaking tell her abt it, she would know how shitty of a mom that person is and just make peace with it. she know then that her mom doesn't deserve her respect, her pity, her time, even her money. SHE DOESN'T DESERVE SHT. but with this choice, now what? y'all can't convince her that her mom doesn't deserve her time bcs she still believes that that woman deserves a second chance, and she'll hold on to that. eventually, you'll need to tell her everything, and that'll hurt her more. hzywsiwshjsjww fckkkk. this is why i hate when some ppl make decisions regarding someone else behind their back as if they would know better.

haha excuse my rant pls 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

Little do You Know | OT7 | One Hundred and Seven

Pair: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader 

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. 

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au. 

Chapter warnings: Are we ready to say goodbye to Yoongi? </3 Smut! Fluff! They fucking love each other. 

WC: 11k

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After a refreshing morning shower to start your day right, you put on brunch appropriate clothes; denim shorts that weren’t too short and a cotton shirt that wouldn’t make you melt in the coastal city weather. You left the bedroom you were sharing with Yoongi in search of the rest of the Min family.

For the past couple of days, you’ve been visiting towns you’ve never been to before, small enough that you and Yoongi could walk around and enjoy the tourists points without grabbing too much attention. Instead of staying in big chain hotels, everyone had opted to rent villas so that you could all feel a little closer. 

It was rare that Yoongi got enough time off from planning his solo schedules –that may or may not involve a solo tour–, which meant his parents and hyung wanted to soak up as much time with him during this trip as they possibly could. 

The villa you were staying in this time, one you arrived at the night before and would stay in for two more nights, wasn’t a hotel per-se, but it had a reception, restaurant and facilities in the area. But the little house you were sharing was far away enough to give you the idea you were at an AIRBNB of sorts. 

It was split in two halves; Yoongi’s parents had the master bedroom to the right wing of the house, as you, Yoongi and Geum-jae were staying at the left wing. While you and your boyfriend were sharing a room, Yoongi’s hyung had the smallest single bedroom. 

Both wings met in the cute living room area in the middle, with a fully equipped kitchen and dining area. The decor was modern and minimalist, but Mr. Min had already walked you through all of the changes to the architecture he would make if he owned the house. His style was similar to Yoongi’s, you realized. 

Apples and trees and all that. 

You found the three men sitting in the living room, watching a tennis match on the TV. Yoongi was the one to acknowledge you first, patting the space next to him for you to join them. 

“You look pretty.” he said, eyes returning to the TV as the grunts of a player were too loud. 

“You sound surprised.” you teased, sitting beside him on the couch. 

Your boyfriend looked at you again, unamused, but with soft and warm eyes. “I mean, are you going somewhere?” 

“Eomma said we were going out for brunch?” you told him. 

“I made us pastrami sandwiches.” Jae told you as he offered the plate with little triangle sandwiches to you. “Eomma was the one who told me to make them.” 

“Oh, maybe she meant lunch, then–”

The familiar sound of Mrs. Min’s short heels on the wooden floor made you and the two younger men look behind you. Just like you, the woman was ready to go out. 

“Eomma, are we going somewhere?” Yoongi was the one asking, looking at his mother over his shoulder. 

“You boys aren’t. Yn and I are having brunch.” she explained, as if it was obvious, smiling at you excitedly. 

“I can go too–” Yoongi was starting to get up as his mother waved the air and motioned for him to stay put.

“No, no, you eat your sandwiches and watch your game, this is a girls’ brunch.” the woman stated, and you didn’t know if you should be excited or concerned. 

While you did feel comfortable around Yoongi’s parents at this point, having been welcomed into the family even before you were officially introduced as his girlfriend, you had never had one on one time with either of them. And, surprisingly, you felt like Mr. Min made you less intimidated than Mrs. Min. 

While Yoongi got the quiet side of his personality from his dad, most of his savage attitude came from the woman. She wasn’t afraid of speaking her mind and she was always honest. If she didn’t like something, she’d tell you. Mrs. Min was never rude to you, but you were scared this might be her chance to knit-pick you. 

“But–” 

Yoongi tried arguing, but his brother intervened:

“We can’t let these sandwiches go to waste, I used the good meat!” Jae told his younger brother. “Ynie will be fine, eomma probably just wants to ask her about when you’re having kids.” 

“I know, that’s why I should go with.” Yoongi whined, but you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. 

“I’ll be fine, babe.” you sounded more sure than you felt. “It will be nice to spend some time with her.” 

“Are you sure? She can be too much at times.” Yoongi hushed and you nodded. “Call me if you need saving.” 

“Will do, cat boy.” 

At the pet name, Yoongi’s father chuckled, which was exactly why you used it. Mr. Min was even quieter than Yoongi, rough around the edges, reminding you of your own father most of the time. But he still cracked a smile or a joke whenever you pulled aegyo on his youngest. 

“Are you ready, dear?” Mrs. Min was calling for you, looking for something inside her handbag. 

“Yeah, we can go!” 

You kissed Yoongi on the cheek and said your goodbyes to the others, following Mrs. Min out the door of your villa. She had the car keys in hand, ready to drive you wherever she wanted to have brunch at. 

Whatever she needed to get you alone for could wait as she didn’t seem to be in a hurry to start up any conversations. She just drove in silence, with you next to her, both of your windows down as you heard the sound of the ocean, the wind and the radio station playing in the background. 

Mrs. Min was a woman on a mission, knowing exactly where to go after she input the address to the coffee shop to her phone. Finding a parking spot was easy; too easy when you were used to driving in Seoul and Daegu. 

The two of you found a table next to the entrance, so you could look out and see the ocean just across the street. The day was gloomy and cloudy, but still too warm, so people were still out and about; walking their dogs, biking, jogging, or playing volleyball in the sand. 

A teenage boy that was definitely going through some skin breakouts, but had the sweetest, most kind eyes behind thick framed glasses, took your brunch order and bowed as he went away to prepare it. 

The inside of the coffee shop was full of whites and creams, a few plants here and there, wood furniture everywhere. The smell of coffee and bread was delicious and it was making you hungrier by the minute. 

You and Mrs. Min were sitting in front of each other as she said:

“Did you know we sold the restaurant?”

“Aw, yeah, I heard you’ve been wanting to sell it for a while. Did you find a good buyer?” you leaned closer to the table, givinging her your full attention. 

“We had quite a few people interested, which was nice. That restaurant made us really happy, but it’s time for us to move on.” Mrs. Min said and you nodded. “Yeobo and I want to retire and we wouldn’t have anyone to pass it on to.”

“Jae didn’t want it?”

The woman shook her head as the young boy returned to the table to deliver your drinks; two caramel lattes that looked amazing on the menu, and looked even better in real life. 

“Jae likes living in Seoul, and he has plans to open his own restaurant one day, but he wants it with his own signature and style.”

You could understand Yoongi’s older brother. He had worked at his family’s restaurant for a while, but moved on to bigger and better things. Last you heard, he was working as a head chef in a pretty popular restaurant in Seoul, one you still hadn’t visited. But the cuisine sounded a lot fancier than the homemade style served at his parents’ restaurant. 

“I’m sure it will be a success, he’s a really good chef.” you complimented the man, having said those words to him before. 

“Yes, yes. And Yoongi, well, Yoongi is busy as he is.”

“Mmhm. It’s a shame, though, I know you really loved that restaurant.” you reached for your cup, but before you could even take a sip, your food was served. 

You ordered a waffle with vanilla ice cream and strawberries, while Mrs. Min chose french toast with syrup and blueberries. Both of your dishes were way too sweet, but you were both surprisingly excited about that. 

“Any retirement plans, then?” you asked as you took a spoon and dove in. 

“Oh, yes, we’re planning on moving to Seoul. We have a few apartments and family homes we’ve been looking into.” the woman smiled excitedly, and it reminded you more of her oldest son than Yoongi. 

“That’s definitely great to hear. I’m sure you’ll like seeing Yoongi more often.”

“We will! And also, I have my own selfish reasons to want to move there, of course.”

“What might those be?”

“Well, since you asked,” she said it as if she didn’t stir the conversation to make you ask exactly that. “I would like to live closer to my grandkids.”

“Ah.” you tried gaining time away from that conversation as you filled your mouth with waffles and berries. 

“Have you been thinking about it? Kids and marriage?” Mrs. Min pretended to be more interested in her own food, but her quickly fleeting eyes were expecting your answer. 

Had you been thinking about kids? The subject was definitely a thing a few weeks back, with your whole IUD situation and Tae thinking you were pregnant. And he and Seokjin weren’t afraid to bring the subject up. Not to mention, whenever you saw baby Sun, your uterus begged you to have one. 

But did you actually consider it yet?

“Not– Well, yes, I guess, on some level, but it’s complicated.” was the best answer you could come up with. 

“It doesn't have to be, I mean, you love each other, you’re both healthy adults, and you’re well off to provide–” the woman carried on; clearly she had given it a lot of thought. 

“Mrs. Min… It’s complicated because it’s not just me and Yoongi in the relationship. You remember how I, uh–” there was no easy way to say it, really. It’s not like this was her first time hearing about your poly relationship either, but it didn’t make things any less awkward. 

“I know, I know, I don’t care about that.” she assured you as her fork stopped halfway into her mouth. After chewing, she continued: “Well, not anymore, it was a bit of a shock. I guess I’m just relieved Yoongi isn’t dating that Hoseok boy.”

“Oh god.”

“Which would be fine if he was! We’d still support him! I’m… What do the kids say? I’m woke enough to know Yoongi likes boys too, he never hid it from me growing up.” she said and you weren’t sure if you should laugh at the slang or be surprised Yoongi was open about his sexuality with his mother.  “But things would be harder. We know there would be a lot of people against it, and those seven boys have been through enough already.”

“I suppose they have.”

“Besides, I think Jiminie would better a fit for him anyway, they already behave like a married couple whenever he comes to visit–”

You laughed, but the images of Yoongi and Jimin and what it would look like if they were together made your cheeks heat up. This was not the time to remember the two of them in bed with you. 

“But not better than you.” she continued, bringing you back to the present. 

“Thank you, Mrs. Min. Like I said, I know it’s weird, but I want you to know that I do love your son very much.” you told her, hoping she believed you. 

“I know. And he loves you a lot too.” she smiled and you both drank from your coffees. “You know, before you came into the picture, I didn’t think I’d have grandchildren. I know Yoongi didn’t really see them in his future.”

“I don’t think he wanted them when I met him, no.” it wasn’t a conversation to ever come up when you were Bangtan’s playmate, but you heard things. “Not sure he’d want them now if it was just the two of us either.”

“I think he would, dear.” Mrs. Min said with a soft smile that was bigger than her own wishful thinking. “Don’t tell him I told you this, but I caught him looking through his baby things back at the house, before we got on the road.”

“He did?”

“Yes. He liked a pair of little shoes.”

You cooed and awed, forgetting your melting ice cream momentarily as you pictured Yoongi going through his baby stuff and holding little baby shoes.

“If I can be honest, I’m not sure kids are in our near future at least. We’d like to be living together when that happens, and obviously we can’t all get married–”

“Why not? I mean, obviously not by law and tradition, but you can still have a celebration.” the woman lit up, cutting a piece of her french toast and placing it on your plate for you to try. “One with all of the families involved. Please don’t take that away from me, I already know how I want my hanbok to look.”

“Maybe that would be nice. I’m sure the boys’ parents feel the same way.” you shrugged, bringing the french toast into your mouth and, damn, it was delicious. “Maybe a nice party just to gather everyone and celebrate it? No officials or documents, unless Korean laws and values really change until then.”

“That’s great! I’ll be more than happy with that!”

“Okay, I promise you I’ll talk to them and try to make up an excuse for all the parents to wear hanboks.” you giggled, just thinking of how ridiculously grand that wedding party would be. 

“I can start a conversation with the mothers, too. Did you know we have a group chat on the telephone?”

Holding back a laugh from how she referred to it by the telephone, your eyebrows raised: “You do?!” 

“Yup. Heard you’re spending Christmas with the Parks, so I would like to request that you come over for New Years Eve.”

“News really does travel fast, huh?” 

“Indeed.” 

The two of you ate the rest of your meals in comfortable silence, you were already feeling the sugar rush as Mrs. Min ordered two bottles of water. 

“If you don’t mind me asking, what do your parents think about the relationship?” she asked again, and you didn’t feel like she was interviewing you. She was just a mother interested in her son’s girlfriend. “I guess it’s easier for us to understand, but one girl dating seven men is a little scandalous.”

“It is, I know that. But my appa is okay with it. I think he was in denial for a little bit, but he met all of the boys and he absolutely adores them. My sister too.” it was impossible to not smile while talking about it. “Yoongi is both of their favorites, actually.”

“Really?” she chuckled, and that reminded you of Yoongi. Shoulders moving and everything. 

“Yeah, he’s really good with my dad, I think Yoongi is the only person he can talk to for more than one hour without running away.” your laugh was easy and a little buzzed from the sugar. “And he’s my sister’s hero.”

“That’s so nice to hear.” she smiled and opened the bottle for you, before doing the same to hers. “What about your mother?” 

“My mother wasn’t really in the picture for the last several years, she had some personal issues.” you tried to explain, but it was hard not to sound so vague, while not wanting to get too much into it. “My parents are divorced, but eomma recently got in contact with us again and we’re getting closer.”

“That is lovely, dear. Is she in Daegu? I would love to meet her.”

“No, she’s currently living in Seoul.” you brightened up as you said: “Whenever you and Mr. Min come to the city to look at the apartments, you let me know and we can go to brunch there, so I’ll introduce the two of you.”

“Ohhh, yes! It’s a date! That’s exciting!”

Mrs. Min was able to find the Jukdo market in no time, as it wasn’t far away from the beach at all. You had to walk a little from where you parked the car, but the streets were lined with stores and restaurants and there were some pretty interesting things to see. Like colorful surfboards and giant crab statues stuck to the ceilings of small buildings. 

Those were everywhere. 

Finding Yoongi and Geum-jae was also quite easy to do, as both men were standing exactly where your boyfriend told you they would wait for you, right at the entrance. While Jae was near a stall, inspecting the fresh fish, Yoongi was a little more disinterested, checking his phone every now and then. 

You liked how he wasn’t afraid of repeating clothes if he liked them enough; the favored pieces for this trip were the MASTERMIND black shirt and Nike shorts, with comfortable sandals on his feet. 

“Excuse me, are you Suga from BTS?!” you made your voice higher in pitch, grabbing his wrist. 

“No, I–” Yoongi turned around with wide eyes, ready to either pounce or flee.  “Really?” 

“Yup. Hi, baby.” you grinned at his scowl. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute.”

“I’m lucky you can’t live without me.” you shrugged. 

“Where’s the lie?”

Yoongi sighed, knowing it was the damn truth. He waved hello to his mother, who joined Jae in looking at the market stalls and finally entering it. Your boyfriend was walking slower, letting the distance between you and his family members grow. You waited back with him, curious as to what he was doing; he’s never done this before, in your previous family strolls. 

You understood his reasoning as he stopped and touched the side of your face, leaning in to steal a kiss from your lips. It was fleeting, but breathtaking nonetheless. You tried to go in for another one, but Yoongi licked his lips and walked away. 

His fingers still threaded through yours, pulling you along to follow the other two. 

“Where’s appa?” you asked, looking for a subject that would ground you to earth. 

“Taking a nap.” your boyfriend chuckled. 

“So the cat genes run in the family?”

“I’ll tell him you said that.” he threatened with a cocked head. 

“Be my guest, he loves me.”

“That’s true. He called you cat girl after you left this morning.”

“No way.” you giggled, lightly swinging your hands between you. 

“For real. He thinks that’s our thing.”

“It is our thing. I’m your kitten and you’re my cat boy.” you pointed out, matter of factly. 

“As long as he doesn’t start calling you kitten too.”

“Oh no, that would ruin it.”

You were shaking your head at the thought of the seductive pet name being used by anybody else that wasn’t Yoongi. 

The deeper you entered the market, the less busy it got. Tourists that just came over to eat would usually stay by the door where food stalls and carts were inviting and smelled amazing. It was too bad you were so full from brunch, there were things you would love to try; like the deep fried rice cakes with gochujang sauce. 

The inside of the market was for fishermen to haggle the catch of the day, older ladies selling all kinds of seafood, and locals buying fresh produce. 

“How was brunch?” Yoongi asked as Mrs. Min and his brother stopped to ask something about a squid display. 

“Delicious. Ate too much sugar. Could run a marathon.” 

Yoongi laughed enough to show you his gums, squeezing your hand in his. “Okay, calm down. So eomma didn’t interrogate you?”

“Oh no, she absolutely did. Asked for grandkids, and I’m pretty sure she and the other Bangtan eommas are planning our wedding as we speak.” 

“I would honestly not be surprised.” 

You nodded in agreement, letting go of Yoongi’s hand to tuck yourself under his arm as a man pushing a cart full of ice and shrimp and prawns needed more space to pass beside you in the narrow hall. “Did you know they have their own group chat?”

“They do? I guess that explains how they all always know everything.” Yoongi mused, arm around your shoulders even after the man was gone. 

“Yeah. We’re spending New Year's eve with your family, by the way.”

“Sounds good.”

As Jae was deep in conversation with the owner of the stand, Mrs. Min walked to the one a little further down to look at the fish tank holding beautiful lobsters. You were about to follow after her as Yoongi’s hyung called for you. 

“Ynie?”

“Yes, oppa?” you let Yoongi’s arm fall from your shoulders as you walked to the older man. 

“Do you have to call him that–”

Jae ignored his scoffing brother and asked you: “What do you want to eat tonight?”

“I get to choose?!” 

“Of course, dongsaengie.”

“Can we have crabs then?” you pleaded, craving it since you saw the damn giant ones outside. 

“Uh, yeah, but don't you want something a little more elaborate?” the chef asked, amusedly looking around at all the options he probably could make. 

"Crab cakes?"

With a sigh, he agreed: "Okay I’ll make you some crabs." 

"Yes! Thank you, oppa!"

You hung out next to Jae as you walked by a few more stands, until you found the one that sold the chunkiest crabs yet. The man explained to you how to pick the best ones, why they were tastier than the rest and all kinds of recipes he could make from them. When it was time to buy them, Yoongi pulled out his wallet, saying the dinner was for his girlfriend, so he should be the one to pay, and their eomma haggled for a discount. 

When you got bags filled with your choice of meat for tonight –ones Jae didn't let you help carry– you fell back into step with Yoongi. 

This was such a nice experience. 

You were learning things you didn't even know could be interesting, saw so many new things and, for what felt like the first time, you could walk with Yoongi freely. Neither of you were wearing masks, as the aunts and uncles from the market had next to no idea who either of you were. 

When you looked at Yoongi to ask something that didn't even really matter, you found his eyes already on you. 

"What is it?" you asked with a smile, an arm resting around his back. 

"You seem happy."

"I am really happy!" you told him. "Were you worried I wouldn’t be?" 

Yoongi shrugged, which you felt as his arm circled your shoulders again. "I know the members are traveling with you, one on one, so I thought going on a roadtrip with my family could be boring."

“Never! You know I love your family.” you told him honestly. “Besides, how could it be boring? A real chef cooking? Your mother is so cool. And your dad made me laugh so hard while playing cards last night I almost peed my pants.”

“Yeah, that was sexy.” his sarcasm made you chuckle and pout. 

“I guess that part is a little problematic.”

“Playing cards?”

You shook your head. “The sexy part.” you whispered, mindful of Jae and Mrs. Min stopping to look at a new food stand. “But I guess it’s hard to fuck when your parents are on the other side of the wall.”

“True.” Yoongi pulled you to his front as you both waited for his family, chin resting on your shoulder as his arms hugged your waist. “But they are across the villa this time, not within hearing range.”

“Not your parents, but Jae is.”

“He won’t mind.” Yoongi mumbled, nose dragging on the side of your neck as if you weren’t in the middle of a fish market. 

“He won’t mind hearing his younger brother fuck?” you highly doubted it. 

“You can be a little quiet, can’t you?” 

Yoongi started peppering kisses on your neck, sending shivers all over your skin, making your breathing grow heavy.

“You know the answer to that question better than I do.” you told him quietly, careful not to whine. “On a regular day, sure, I’d try. But I miss you.”

“Miss me? Or miss my cock?” your boyfriend pressed his hips into your ass, where you could feel him, even when soft.

“Yoongi!” you gasped, scandalized that he’d do this out in the open like this. 

“Or maybe my mouth? My fingers?” his raspy, low voice was too much for you to handle right now, body begging you to give itself to him.

“Fuck, all of it.”

If Yoongi was bold enough to say those things as his mother and brother were right there, you wondered what he could do behind closed doors. Something told you you'd find out. 

You were in the middle of blow drying your hair as the door to the bathroom opened. You held onto the towel wrapped around you a little tighter, just in case one of Yoongi’s family members was coming into the ensuite bathroom by mistake, but you were relieved to see it was just Yoongi instead. 

Only your relief went away as you saw your boyfriend was wearing nothing but dark blue boxers; no pants, no shirt. And Yoongi was already delicious when wearing baggy clothes, half naked you stood no chance against him. 

“Hi, kitten.” Yoongi’s hand landed on your hip as he stood behind you, giving your naked shoulder a wet kiss. 

You held onto the towel tighter, turning off the hair drier. “What are you–”

“About to shower.” he shrugged, walking to the glass stall behind you. 

“I'm still here!”

“Nothing you haven't seen before.” Yoongi told you as he pushed his boxers down and let them fall down his slim legs. You watched its path and stared at Yoongi’s ass as he walked into the shower. 

“Yoongi!” 

You hushed, but he didn’t listen to you, turning the water on and dipping under it. You turned around to stare at him properly, not through the reflection of the mirror. If his parents discovered you were both inside the bathroom at the same time, they would definitely think you were fucking. 

And as much as they were okay with you sharing a room during this trip, sharing a bed, it was still the middle of the day, everyone was awake in the living room, and the idea of facing them if they thought you just had sex was absolutely mortifying. 

But any complaint you had disappeared as you saw Yoongi push his long, wet hair back, away from his face. The strands already touched his shoulder, getting even longer when wet. The water was running down his spine and– Oh no, he was turning his front to you. 

That was too much for you. 

Running away was your safest option. 

You grabbed your clean clothes that you were yet to change into and left the bathroom. 

The bedroom you were sharing with Yoongi was simple, minimalist just like the rest of the house. A double bed in the middle, a decent sized wardrobe in the corner –one you were yet to use as all of yours and Yoongi’s clothes were still on your suitcases–, a small vanity next to the bed and a small TV mounted to the wall. 

“Ynie?” Jae’s voice came after the knock on the door. “Are you coming out? I’m gonna get started with dinner, if you wanna learn.” 

“Uh– yeah! Yoongi is in the shower now, but I’m just changing–” you told him nervously, making sure he knew you and Yoongi were not together in the shower. “I’ll be out in five minutes, okay?” 

“Sure thing!” 

You cursed Yoongi in your mind for making you so nervous.

After putting on your chosen sundress for the evening –moss green, with little yellow daisies–, you left the bedroom and found the Chef in the kitchen. 

Mr. Min was in front of the TV again, watching a golf match this time, and his wife was outside in the small garden of the villa, with her phone held to her ear. You knew her and Mr. Min had friends in town, which explained how the woman knew her way around the roads, and they both had plans to meet another couple for drinks later tonight.  

You left your phone on top of the dining table, as you were expecting a text, and stood beside Jae as he washed the fresh crab you had just gotten from the market a couple hours ago. 

“How can I help you, oppa?” you asked the man, ready to cook. 

“Can you sauté the shrimps?”

“Of course!”

Dating someone like Seokjin, who was close friends with so many chefs, you learned a thing or two about the language and expressions of the cooking world. You didn’t tell Jae that, more than happy to bask in his impressed looks as you knew what he meant by that request. 

The kitchen wasn’t big at all, but the two of you still stood comfortably in it, moving around each other to cook. You dropped some garlic paste on a skillet, with a drizzle of olive oil, and waited for it to heat up before adding some of the shrimp into it. 

“Are you sure you should be calling me oppa?” Jae asked as he worked on the crabs inside the stockpot. 

“Well, you are older than me. Does it bother you?”

“No, not me, I think it’s cute.” he was shaking his head as he got a little bit of water and added it to your pan so the garlic stopped popping. “Yoongi doesn’t like it.”

“I know, that’s why I do it.” you giggled.

“Ah, yes, I see why you and eomma get along so well then.” Jae laughed; you guessed he had his father’s laugh.

“Brilliant minds are alike, I guess.” you grinned, using a wooden spoon to mix and turn the delicious smelling shrimp. 

“You don’t call him that right?”

“Oppa? No. Just cat boy. Babe, my love. Never oppa.”

“Just– Just a simple yes or no would do.” his laugh was a little awkward this time and you noticed how his ears were a little red. 

Making Jae shy was fun. He was a lot more gentle and calm in nature than Yoongi, which was already saying something, as your boyfriend was soft. But Geum-jae didn’t have a rough side of his personality, his own version of Agust D, like Yoongi did. You didn’t think you ever heard him curse once, not even as he lost every single card game the night before. 

But then again, he was the Min’s eldest son, so you guessed Yoongi could get away with more shit growing up than he did. 

“Sorry, did I make it awkward?”

“Well, you didn’t say you call him daddy so I’m not completely traumatized.” Jae wheezed.

You bit your lips, not knowing how to answer to that comment. Your hesitation made Jae stop and stare at you, wide eyed.

“Do you– Actually, never mind, I don’t want to know.”

The disgust was evident in his face and it made you laugh. “Shut up, I never called your brother daddy, no. I don’t think so, at least.”

“Good.”

“Yoongi is not my only boyfriend, so.”

Your comment made the older man malfunction and choke on air. “Okay, focus on the shrimp, I don’t want any burnt garlic!” 

The conversation ended there as you kept giggling and Jae avoided looking you in the eye while you finished sautéing the two pounds of shrimp you bought at the market. Jae stayed in the kitchen as there was more he had to do. When he told you there was nothing more he needed your help with, you excused yourself and grabbed your phone.

Mrs. Min was already sitting with her husband on the inside of the house when you walked into the backyard. The sun was starting to set as it got dark really early in this part of the country, so the breeze was nice and refreshing. You walked to the far end of the yard, where there was a picnic style table at the far end, near a couple of trees with fruit and a small herb garden. 

You climbed on the table, sitting on top of it as your feet rested on the bench. 

You unlocked your phone to check if your text had finally been answered, but none of the notifications you had were the one you were waiting for. You tried making a call too, but it went straight to voicemail.

“Still waiting for Joonah to react to the picture of your crabs?” Yoongi’s voice brought your gaze away from your phone and you smiled. 

“No, he loved it. I'm worried about eomma.” you admitted, waiting for him to reach you. 

“Hm?”

You looked so pretty and peaceful sitting so close to nature, hair blowing with the salty wind, but your eyes held a concern that Yoongi wanted to get rid of. 

“She hasn't answered me in a few weeks... I thought she might be busy with work, but now I fear the worst.”

Yoongi had to swallow the lump in his throat as he asked: “What is it?”

“That she changed her mind and is walking out.” you sighed, reaching for his hand as he stood in front of you, and he let you. “I don’t think I can go through that again, Yoon.”

“If she’s not making an effort to see you, to be good to you… That’s not on you either way. You were kind enough to give her a chance when she didn’t deserve one in the first place.”

Yoongi was already very guilty, as he knew the reason why your mother was ignoring your calls and texts and didn’t tell you. But when the members hadn’t decided on what they should do about your mother’s threats yet, he couldn’t say a word. 

“Babe, everyone deserves a second chance.” you insisted. 

“I know you think that, and you feel guilty because we gave you a second chance, but it’s not the same thing.” 

Yoongi moved to sit next to you, fingers linking through yours as you laid your head on his shoulder. 

“Technically it is.” you sighed. 

“Kitten, please. You’re nothing like your mother.” he sounded stern, maybe a little angry, but you knew that was his protectiveness flaring up and it wasn’t aimed at you. “What you did, walking out on us, was to protect your family. We all agree that you did the right thing.”

“Didn't she do the right thing, too?”

“How can you ask that?”

“It was her walking out on me and appa and Sukie that made you and I work together.” you told him softly, not wanting to upset him more at the mention of your sister. “If she had stayed, I wouldn’t have met you.”

“Eh, I’m not so sure.” he shrugged, raising an eyebrow. 

“Oh, please–”

“No, no. Hear me out.” Yoongi sat a little straighter, turning his body so he could face you. You were frowning as you watched him. “You were already living in Seoul by the time she divorced your dad, right?”

“Yeah, I was at uni there.”

“Say she never leaves. You continue to study and you’re top of your class.” he started, as if telling you a story. This wasn’t like your Yoongi at all, but it reminded you of a few RUN BTS episodes where they had to convince each other of who was right about their opinions on a certain subject. “You’re so good, in fact, that your teachers recommend you to an internship program at a famous company–”

“Oh god.” 

You groaned, knowing where this was headed. Yoongi ignored your appalled looks as he carried on with his theory. 

“But you never worked as a playmate before, so you’re not used to big places, there are too many hallways, you don’t know where to go.” at least you had to agree he was cute while making his case, pouting and making faces to convince you. 

“Go on.”

“You end up on the seventh floor. You see a bunch of doors lined up, studios, with funny names.” his cheeks were rising the more passionate he got about his story and you were already smiling. “All of the lights are on, telling you there’s people inside.”

“Clearly I knock on the door, but which one?”

“Well. It would be the smartest thing to go to Genius Lab, as having the help of a genius would come in handy when you need directions.” his eyes closed as he shrugged; it was the only plausible option, clearly. 

“Yes, and I’m sure the picture of a cat giving me the middle finger and saying go away would be inviting enough.” you mused with a sarcastic giggle. “I might go to HOPE WORLD, because that’s more inviting.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes and you wanted to kiss him. Hard. “Fine, whatever. You knock on the door of HOPE WORLD.” your boyfriend continued after changing his story. “I open the door, because Hoseok asked me to look over his new songs, y'know because I’m a genius.”

That made you laugh out loud, almost a squeal, making Yoongi laugh along with you, bread cheeks pink and everything. 

“And that’s how we meet? If eomma never left and I stayed at uni, that’s how I’d run into you?” you asked, summing up his whole point. 

Yoongi must have been thinking the same thing you were, as he closed the distance between you and pressed his lips to yours. When he spoke again, it was so quiet you barely heard him:

“In this universe, yeah.”

“This universe– Yoongi.” you gasped, not expecting to ever hear something like that from the skeptic man. “Do you think about that? There being alternative universes?”

“Sometimes.” he shrugged, but didn’t move away from you. “Namjoon put the idea in my head and I have to admit it makes sense.”

“Ah, yes, the other genius.”

“He’s the nerd, I’m the genius.” he pouted, knowing damn well what it did to your heart. “My point is, no matter what happens, or which universe it is, we’d still find each other. No matter what.”

You smiled softly at this amazing man, who cared enough about you to make shit up to make you happy. “Who are you and what have you done to Min Yoongi?” 

“Maybe there’s another universe where I’m soft and talk more about this shit.” he shrugged with a deep laugh that reminded you of a purr. 

“Mhm. I’d say that universe is this one, my love.”

“Yeobo, please, we have to go now.” Mrs. Min was calling to her husband, who was still sitting at the dinner table, finishing the last of the food the rest of you were too full to eat. 

“Yes, yes, almost done–” the man said as he got up, but kept leaning over the table to inhale the food. “This shrimp is delicious, you never made it like this for us.” 

Mr. Min was clearly talking to his oldest son, who was sitting on the couch with you and Yoongi as you got ready to watch a movie while the parents were away having drinks and catching up with friends. 

“That’s because I didn’t make it this time, Yn did.” Jae told his father, who looked at you with stars in his eyes. 

“Oh, you should come over to the house more often then.” Mr. Min told you and Yoongi scoffed next to you.

“You want her to come so she can cook for you?” he asked his father while you muffled a laugh. 

“Not just so she can cook for me. She’s a good card player, too.” the older man said, bringing his plate into the kitchen and washing his hand and mouth on the sink. 

“That’s because she cheats!” Jae accused you, making you gasp.

“I do not!” you quipped back. 

“It’s not her fault you’re so bad at it!” Mr. Min agreed, making you and Yoongi laugh at how offended Geum-jae looked. 

“Wow. Your own son.” the oppa said, getting up from the couch. “Did Yoongi offer to drive you to your friend’s house? Did Ynie?” 

“Wait, you’re leaving?” you turned around to watch the man walk to the door of the villa, where his mother was already impatiently waiting for her husband. 

“Yeah, I gotta drive them, since they are drinking.” Jae said, looking at Yoongi behind you. “You can just start the movie and I’ll catch up.” 

"I'll walk you guys out."

As Yoongi followed his family to the door, you went into the kitchen to finish washing up the dishes. Most had been cleaned already, but the last plates and cutlery Mr. Min used to eat the rest of the shrimp you made were yet to be washed. 

You threw the heads into the trash and when you turned back to the sink, Yoongi’s body pressed against your back. 

"It was my turn to do the dishes." he said with a kiss to the top of your head. 

"It's okay, you can do it after breakfast tomorrow." 

"Kay." 

Yoongi kissed your cheek, innocent enough to have your suspicions rising. All day he'd been teasing you; from his words at the market, to showering in front of you and his wandering hands under the table during dinner. 

You guessed he would jump you the moment you two were alone at the villa, but he was in the living room setting up the TV for you to watch the movie. 

Maybe the house of his parent's friend was too close and Jae would be back soon, so Yoongi didn't want to start what he couldn’t finish. 

"Are we really not waiting for Jae?" you asked your boyfriend as you joined him in the living room after finishing rinsing the last plate. 

"He's seen this before." Yoongi's shoulders raised as he placed a couple cushions near the arm of the couch. "Unless you have anything else in mind?"

Yoongi’s question was empty of any second intentions, he wasn't asking if you would rather go to bed early instead. So you just shook your head. 

Your boyfriend laid down first, near the back of the couch, and you settled comfortably in front of him, also on your side, as he pulled you backwards a little more so he could spoon you. It was nice and comfortable, but you felt yourself tensing up, expecting his advances at any minute now. 

For the first fifteen minutes of the movie you were both laughing quietly, commenting your opinions on all of the stupid decisions the characters were making and what you would have done differently. It was nice to watch a movie with your boyfriend like this, something so simple, but that you didn’t have much time for until now. 

With all of your small movements, your sundress had ridden up; something you only noticed when Yoongi’s hand rested on your hip and you felt his fingers directly on your skin. This was it, you thought to yourself. 

But Yoongi didn’t do anything else. 

Your mind, however, did. 

You must have been so starved for this man that you couldn’t pay attention to the TV anymore. All you could think about was Yoongi’s fingers and how nice they always felt. You pictured it perfectly: a warm hand slipping under your dress, all the way up to your chest. Would he like it that you weren’t wearing a bra? Would he tease you for being so free around his family? Would he realize you wanted him to notice it? 

His fingers always felt so nice on your sensitive nipples, tweaking them, rolling them, pinching them. 

Would he ask you, in that gravely voice of his, where else you wanted him to touch you with those same fingers? You would beg him if you had to, already feeling yourself throb with want, even if everything was just in your head. 

You’d tell him you wanted his fingers between your legs. 

Yoongi would slip his hand under the band of your panties to touch you, but would he tease you? Ignoring your clit to touch your folds instead? Or was he as desperate for you as you were for him and would plunge two fingers into you, while his palm grinded so deliciously on–

“Are you okay, kitten?” his voice was quiet and deep, the rumble in his chest bringing goosebumps all over your skin. 

“Y–yeah.” 

Your voice sounded airy, your breathing was heavy, and you must have scooted closer to Yoongi in your daydreams, since your back was stuck to his front and your ass was nestled snugly against his crotch. Your face burned with embarrassment, so you pretended to be paying attention to the movie. 

“That was just a scary part.” you lied through your teeth, having no idea what was even going on in the television anymore. 

“Was it, now?” Yoongi chuckled, raspy and teasing, and it went straight between your legs. “Sure you weren’t thinking about something else?” 

“Positive.” 

“Hm. Kinda sounded like you were.” he said as his fingers played with the hem of your dress. “You mumbled something about my fingers on your nipples?”

“Shit, I said it out loud?!” 

Now you could really die of embarrassment. Any second now. Yoongi was clearly having fun with it, though. 

“Uh-huh. Said you wanted me to pinch them?” Yoongi pushed the strands of your hair away from your neck and out of his way, lips touching the heated skin of your shoulder in soft, yet wet, kisses. “Thought you didn’t want to do anything. Been running from me all fucking day, too.” 

“Yoongi–” did you mean to utter his name like a whimper? Probably not. “That’s because we can’t. Jae will be back at any minute now.”

“He’s not.” 

“Hm?” 

Yoongi’s kisses on your shoulder grew bolder, open mouthed, leaving a wet path to your throat. His fingers danced on your skin, slipping under your dress but stopping at your waist. His nose dragged on the side of your neck and his lips made it to your ear. 

“I asked hyung to stay out, he’s with our parents and their friends.” your boyfriend told you. The tip of his tongue traced the outside of your ear and you squirmed. 

“Oh?” 

“Mhm. But since you just wanted to watch the movie–” 

“Uh– wait–” 

Yoongi’s hand was about to leave you, just as his lips did. And you wanted more, you craved more. At this point in your desperation, Jae could be standing in the kitchen and you’d still let Yoongi fuck you in the middle of the living room. 

He was chuckling behind you, knowing he had won, but instead of feeling annoyed at your own weakness, you sighed and turned to lay on your back. Yoongi was still on his side, looking at you with curious eyes. 

“Yes, kitten?” 

His gaze was so intense, hair so long and fluffy, face so perfect, lips so pink. If you ever knew how to talk one day, you didn’ know how to anymore. All you could do was stare at this handsome man who was always so gentle, so loving and so dedicated to you. Your heart was going crazy in your chest, filled with love and adoration. And your pussy was clenching with the thought of him. 

“Cat got your tongue?” he smirked, lips pulled on one side, teeth on show. 

“No, but I want him to.” 

“Give it to me, then.” 

Yoongi’s hand touched your face, thumb dragging on your bottom lip for you to part your mouth for him. His half lidded eyes flickered to yours, then back to your lips, and he leaned down and over you. You could smell the tangerine he ate for dessert in his breath, and the perfume of his skin and shampoo from his hair. You could feel his smooth touch on your skin, and the tip of his nose bumping yours. 

It was a sensory overload and it was driving you a little mad. 

You let your tongue slip out of your mouth, cheeks burning at Yoongi’s satisfied hum. His lips latched onto it and he sucked it into his mouth slowly, head bobbing as you squirmed under him. Your hand rested on the base of his throat and Yoongi took a deep ragged breath, letting your tongue slip out of his mouth. His lips chased yours instead, licking into your mouth as he added depth to the kiss. 

You tried turning around to face him fully, but a firm hand on your hip kept you down. 

“Gonna eat you out.” 

“Oh, fuck.” 

Yoongi moved one leg over you, caging you in between his knees as he straddled you. He kissed you again with hard flicks of his tongue, both hands touching your body, cupping your breasts over your dress and rolling your hardened nipples. You moaned into his mouth as your hands got lost in his hair. 

Your making out was slow and arousing, but as his hips started rolling and grinding against yours, letting you feel the hardness inside his pants, you grew impatient. 

“Babe, please, need your mouth on me.” 

“Sorry, got distracted.” Yoongi laughed and pecked your lips one last time before moving down your body. 

“Wait– are you doing it here?” 

“Problem?” 

You had your reservations, obviously, but they went away as Yoongi pushed your dress up and revealed your bottom half for him. 

“Cute.” he mused, looking at the cutesy patterns displayed on your underwear. Little rainbows if you remembered it correctly. 

“I didn’t think we’d have much use for lacy tongs.” 

“You know I don’t care about that shit.” 

As much as Yoongi appreciated nice packaging every now and then, he was much more interested in what was hidden inside. He pulled your cotton panties off your legs, shoving them in his pocket, and moved your legs to the position he wanted them in; one hoisted over the back of the couch and the other resting against the edge, as your foot touched the floor. There was no way you could be more spread than this as you scooted up to rest your head on the arm of the couch. 

Yoongi was on his stomach in a second, leaving a trail of kisses from your thigh to your throbbing core. His hands slipped under your legs to keep them open and keep you close. 

“You look so good from this angle.” you heard yourself saying, giggling as Yoongi frowned as if rejecting your compliment. “I’m serious–” 

“I haven’t even started and you’re already losing your mind, huh?” 

“Hajima!” 

Yoongi lapped your pussy, tongue dipping inside your folds, effectively shutting you up. You were positively a sopping mess, and Yoongi let you know it too as he audibly swallowed everything he could as his skilled tongue explored you. He licked you up and down, purposefully ignoring your clit just to make you groan in frustration everytime he got close, but never close enough. 

“Yoongi!” you huffed. 

“Yes, baby cat?” 

“I need you.” you whined, lifting your body on your elbows to look at him. 

“Do I not have my face in your pussy right now?” his eyebrow raised and he licked you again to prove his point, tongue circling your entrance. 

Yoongi looked sinful, lips and chin glistening with your arousal, pupils blown, cheeks a little flushed. 

“That’s not where I want you and you know it.” you pouted, wiggling your hips to get him closer to your clit. 

“Show me, then.” 

He reached for one of your hands and brought it to his hair, dangerous eyes boring into yours in a challenge. His hair felt so nice against your fingers, it was so long and messy and you were obsessed with it. You threaded your fingers through his dark locks, a few of the gray strands catching the light from the TV and making you clench around nothing. 

Yoongi’s tongue slipped out of his mouth and you held his hair a little more firmly, guiding his mouth to you again. You swiveled your hips once, testing how it felt, rubbing your clit on the flat of his tongue. 

“Hmm, yes.” you moaned, rocking your hips again. “That’s so good, babe–” 

You did it again, and again, and again, head falling back as you used his tongue and mouth to get off, fingers clenching on his hair the closer and closer you got to your high. You could almost taste it, eyes closed shut as shock waves ran through your body, shivers covered your skin, thighs fighting to stay open. 

When everything got almost too much, you couldn’t hold your body up anymore and Yoongi took over for you. Your fingers stayed in his hair as his tongue came alive, licking you from top to bottom, this time giving full attention to your clit. Pouty lips wrapped around it, giving it suckles and flicks that changed in pace and pressure.

“Yoongi, I’m so close–” your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as you trembled and your body locked. 

“Give it to me.” 

You were grinding on his face, breathless moans escaping you as you clenched and tensed all over. Yoongi tipped you straight off the edge as his tongue swirled over your clit, fast and hard, as his cheeks hollowed and he sucked. You chanted his name in whiny cries, muscles contracting as you clawed at his shoulder to pull him away from you when everything got too much. 

Yoongi focused on kissing your thigh instead, while you calmed down and fought for your life to be able to breathe. 

“You good?” 

“I’m great.” your arm rested over your closed eyes. “You?” 

“Sure.” he chuckled and you heard him sit up. “Might have a bald spot, but you’ll still love me, right?” 

“What–”

You gasped, sitting on your ass so fast you grew a little dizzy. Yoongi’s hair was a mess as you inspected it, but everything was still there. Your boyfriend was laughing as your eyes squinted. Still, you worried. 

“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” 

“Yes, you should kiss me to make up for it.” 

You grinned, pushing Yoongi back to sit with his back resting against the couch and climbing on his lap. He dove straight for your neck as you rocked your hips on his bulge, no doubt wetting his pants. You hissed softly from the sensitivity each time your clit was rubbed on the rough material and Yoongi soothed you with cooing noises and gentle licks on your neck. 

“How much of a bad idea is it if I take this off?” you asked him as you lifted your dress up to your waist. 

“Hyung is gonna call when they’re on their way back.” Yoongi told you, sitting back to watch your skin being revealed. “And the door is locked.” 

“So, only a half bad idea?” you were already pulling your  dress up and off your body, letting it fall on the floor. 

Yoongi looked at you, completely naked on his lap, sending a giddy feeling to your chest. You pulled his shirt up and he let you undress him, piece by piece joining yours on the floor. His underwear was the last to go and you wanted it in your mouth, but he pulled you to his lap again. 

“Want you to ride me.” he told you. It was always easy for Yoongi to tell you what he wanted, and even easier for you to obey. 

“Here on the couch?” 

“For now.” 

“Kay.” 

You sat with your ass on Yoongi’s knees, sucking on your tongue to spit on your hand and bring it to his big cock. Your boyfriend pulled you from the back of your neck for your mouths to clash in a sloppy kiss that was hard to focus on as you spread your spit on his cock and stroked him deliciously slow. 

He was pulsing on your palm, panting in your mouth, the hand that wasn’t holding you by your neck was fondling with your tits; squeezing, pulling on your nipples, rolling them between his thumb and pointer finger. 

“Keep going, baby–” Yoongi groaned, forehead resting on your shoulder as he watched the way your hand pumped his cock. 

“Like this?” you whispered, kissing the side of his face, speeding up your movements just a little bit. 

“Yeah, feels good.”

Felt more than good, with the way he was moaning and groaning softly. Your fingers were tight against his cock in up and down movements that got a little quicker when you reached just under the head. You rubbed the velvety tip on your palm, making an even bigger mess of him with all of the pre cum oozing out. 

Your hand started moving south, but Yoongi breathed in a sharp breath and held your wrist.

“If you do that I’ll cum right now.” he warned you, bringing your hand to his lips so he could kiss it. “And I’m not done with you yet.” 

“Good, ‘cause I’ve waited four days for this.” 

Yoongi chuckled, a ‘greedy girl’ dying on his lips as you stood on your knees to hover over his cock, holding it up to brush between your folds. Both of you groaned in sync and the man guided you down on him by his grip on your ass. 

“Go slow, kitten.” he warned. 

“I can take it–” you winced with the stretch, but you were so wet it was easy to sink down. 

“Yeah? Can you take this cock?” Yoongi growled as his face rested between your tits. 

“Always.” 

You moved down a little faster to prove your words, sinking down on him completely until Yoongi was buried deep into your pussy and you were stretched and a little sore. You hugged your boyfriend by the neck, taking deep breaths in order to calm your racing heart. His hands were caressing your skin, up and down your back, soothing you as you clenched around him a couple times. 

“Aw, shit–” Yoongi cursed. “Is this what Jimin had been bragging about? The thing you do with Hoseok?” 

“You still talk about me on your Bangtan group chat?” 

“We talk about you everywhere, you’re our favorite subject.” his voice was dragged and low as he lifted you by strong arms around your waist and pushed you down again to impale you on his cock. “It’s like we’re in love with you or something–” 

“Damn, all of you?” you pretended to be shocked, whimpering the more Yoongi lifted you and brought you down harder. 

“Nah, Jungkookie doesn’t care for you.” 

“Shut up, that’s my bun.” you giggled through your new moan, nails sinking on his shoulder as a new angling of his hips had him hitting your sweet spot. 

“More like –ohshit– a lost puppy when y–you’re not around–” 

Your heart clenched for the boy, knowing he missed you as much as you missed him whenever you were apart. Your sweet, dangerous man, who had separation anxiety just like you. At least you knew he and Jimin were already together, since the latter was already home from his schedules in America. 

But it was hard to worry about or miss anybody else when you had such a good cock inside you. 

“This aint working.” Yoongi told you and you kinda agreed. “Knees on the couch, kitten.” 

“They are!” you pointed to where your knees were, next to his hips. 

“No, I mean–”

Yoongi got up on his feet, carrying you up with him and making you squeal as his cock went deeper and then suddenly slipped out of you altogether. You were pouting and Yoongi smirked, manhandling you to turn around and fall on the couch with your knees. Your hands rested on the back of the couch and Yoongi stood behind you. 

“Oooh.” your eyes widened in understanding, but closed shut as he pushed his cock into you again, hips hitting your ass when he bottomed out. “Fucking hell–” 

“What a dirty mouth, kitten.” Yoongi teased. 

“Please just fuck me–” 

Yoongi started to gradually fuck you, noises filling the room as you parted your knees and pushed your ass out with the arching of your back. His hand tangled in your hair and he pulled it into a makeshift ponytail as you hissed from the tingle in your scalp. 

“Not so fun when it’s done to you, huh?”

“Mhm, love that shit–” 

Your boyfriend chuckled and held you by your hair –not hard enough to hurt– and the dip of your hip. With each in and out movement, his pace got a little more frantic, a little faster and a lot harder. Your body was shaking with each thrust, tits bouncing on your chest, as you moaned wantonly, uncaring of who could hear you. 

Until Yoongi’s phone started ringing. 

“Better be quiet, baby.” he warned you as he picked up the phone from where it was resting on the couch. 

“You’re not actually–” 

“Hey, hyung.” the motherfucker answered the call. 

Your body fell forward for you to muffle your sounds with your arms. You hoped Yoongi would have stopped fucking you, but all he did was put one feet on the couch next to you and angle his hips to hit deeper and with more force. You could hear the skin lapping sounds, and Yoongi’s ragged breathing, and you hoped to all that was out there that Jae didn’t.

“Already?” you heard Yoongi say to the phone as his grip on your hip tightened, as did your walls around him. “That close? Shit, alright. Nah, it’s fine. Not ideal, but thanks. Yeah, I’ll ask– Baby, do you want ice cream?” 

You frowned, not sure what ice cream was, brain in overdrive with the fact that Yoongi was fucking you hard while on the phone to his brother. When Yoongi’s hand slipped between your legs to rub your clit, you cried:

“Yes–!” 

“You heard her.” Yoongi had a stupid cocky smirk on his face when you threw your middle finger at him over your shoulder. “Yeah, she’s really passionate about ice cream. Uh-huh. Anything but mint choco. The weirdest the flavor, the better.”

When Yoongi’s phone fell to the couch and you stared at it to make sure the call was off, you noticed two things: First, the background wallpaper was a picture of Minsuk and jack; second, the call really was over, so you could say:

“Fuck you, Yoongi–” 

His laugh was full, straight from his belly, shoulders shaking as he never stopped thrusting into you. “You do it so much better, though.”

“Are they coming?” 

“Yup, just stopped to pick up some ice cream.” he told you between strained words. “So you better cum too.”

“Well, do that thing with your fingers again, I’m really close–” 

Yoongi’s hand slipped between your legs again, thumb finding your clit easily, gathering your slick so he could rub it quickly and in circles that made you yell his name a little louder. 

Your body was rocking as he drilled into you faster until you were seeing stars and feeling the tightening on your lower stomach stretch so far it completely broke and your orgasm shook you to the core. You were practically bending over the back of the couch at this point, trying your damn hardest not to drool. 

“Oh, shit, Yoongi–” you stared at him over your shoulder, eyebrows high and eyes wide. “You can’t cum inside me, it will make a mess.”

“Fuck, don’t ask me to run to the bathroom now.” he complained and you shook your head. 

“Let me swallow it.” 

Yoongi malfunctioned for a couple of seconds, so you pushed him out of you and sat on the couch, in front of his bobbing cock. You took it in your hands and into your mouth, tasting yourself heavily on it. Your boyfriend held onto the back of your neck to fuck your mouth with shallow thrusts, and you felt him swelling and throbbing until he released all over your mouth. 

You put one hand under your chin so any spillings didn’t fall to the floor or on the couch and swallowed everything down. Yoongi looked like he ran a marathon, and he looked in love. 

“You.” he said, leaning down and taking you by the chin to lick your lips. “Are fucking perfect.” 

“Yeah, so are you, cat boy.” 

Your grin gave way to panic as you both heard wheels of a car on the gravel outside and the light from the headlights coming through the slightly parted curtains. You and Yoongi scrambled like headless chickens to put your clothes back on. You were feeling like a teenager all over again, although you never had a close call like this while living at your parents’ house. 

Your dress was easy to pull on, but you had no idea where your underwear went. To try and do something with your hair, you smoothed it and stole Yoongi’s hair tie to put it up on a high bun. Yoongi almost fell on his ass twice while trying to pull his pants up and you rushed to the glass walls that separated the house from the small garden outside, in hopes that the smell of sex wouldn’t be so evident with the fresh air coming in. 

“Hello, hellooooo.” Mrs. Min voice was the first one you heard when you both fell to the couch again, as if you weren’t doing anything. “Shi– Yeobo, careful! Hi, children, did you have a good night?”

You only nodded, holding back a laugh from how drunk Mr. and Mrs. Min were, but you couldn’t look at Jae. 

“You should go to bed.” Yoongi told his parents, who wholeheartedly agreed and waked the air as they dragged each other to their wing of the villa. 

You could hear a few bumps here and there, but nothing too worrisome. 

“You two are nasty, you know that?” Jae nagged, while putting the tub of ice cream on top of the dining table. 

“We didn’t–” you tried. 

“Your dress is inside out.” 

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ETERNALLY THEIRS

The Order of Fire is the oldest and strongest generation of knights to exist in Faywyn, a line of pureblood dragons that keep watch over the Stainad Empire.

It's every knight's dream to fight by their side, to be noticed by them, because it sometimes happens - though rarely - that a talented human becomes a dragon's partner and gets promoted to the castle.

Such is my dream, though I know better than to take it seriously. The knights who receive that honor are amongst the best in the Order of Steel and I am far from their level as of now.

But I digress, let me introduce myself properly.

I am a new knight recruit and my name is Y/N Aithne Shields, at your service.

CHAPTERS: 1 , 2 , ...

DRAGON! BTS X HUMAN! READER

FANTASY AU

MULTI, M/F

RATED M

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what the fudge this sounds SO GOOOOD!!! how do u always come up with these good prompts

I love a/b/o ot7 stories so much that my brain is begging to think of a new one, as if I don't already have two that I love dearly

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