BICKER Two

BICKER ‖ two

Despite your conversation, Taehyung continues to annoy you. You decide to give him a taste of his own medicine.

genre: angst, enemies to lovers word count: 7.5k

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moonlight melody || myg (m)

a trip to the beach with your friends results in unspoken feelings for one “friend” in particular swimming up to the surface on a moonlit night

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☾ pairing: pianist!yoongi x female reader

☾ word count: 8.1k

☾ genre: smut, fluff

☾ warnings: fingering, grinding, unprotected sex (pls use protection y’all), multiple orgasms, late-night beach walk shenanigans, and some steamy outdoor shower time with a view lmao

☾ a/n: so i wrote this written part to go in an old smau of mine i’ve recently edited called forever, we are young (if you’re here bc you remember it you’re an OG lol) hope y’all enjoy this addition!! and ty @wwilloww​ for the lovely title fonts <3

CONNECTED SERIES: FWAY || HOBIVERSE

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The moon.

You supposed you had never spent much time looking at it before—you never really had a reason to—but you remembered that on that night the moon seemed impossibly bright to you.

So bright, and so big; the soft rays of its pale, ghostly light kissing the smooth white sand below, and casting an ethereal glow on the lulling waves which broke along the shoreline. 

The sound seemed almost like a melody to you, as the gentle sea breeze flowed softly through your hair. A moonlight melody; hauntingly beautiful, mesmerizing, and not unlike the dulcet ones you often heard drifting from the piano of the boy who stood beside you on the beach.

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BICKER ‖ one

Taking a trip with a group of friends and getting away from everything sounded amazing until you realized Kim Taehyung would be coming too. Not only was he your arch enemy and the most annoying person on the planet, but he also seemed to love making your life miserable.

word count: 7.1k genre: angst, enemies to lovers warnings: strong language, mature themes

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A COLLECTION  [ updated : 3 23 2021 ]

— STATUS ONGOING — NO REPOSTS didn’t write this for an unoriginal ugly ass hoe on wattpad to steal it !!  — FACTS about this couple can be found under #ncouple ! — Copyright © 2021, 1kook on tumblr

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more than us (m) | kth

↣ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | taehyung x reader

↣ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 11.3k

↣ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 | college au. roommate au. fluff. smut.

↣ 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 |  explicit language and sexual content. unprotected sex (pls use condoms), oral sex (f receiving), light choking, mild dirty talk, some hair pulling, spanking, taehyung’s magnum badonk.

↣ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | Taehyung had always been the common thread in the capsule of your memories, your best friend until the very end. But the thoughts had always lingered; could the two of you ever be more than this?

↣ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

This was a request and if you’d like to see your own come to life, please shoot me an ask, here. They’re always welcome and greatly appreciated! :)

You’re painfully aware of Irene’s gawking, uncomfortable stare as Taehyung nonchalantly plants his plump lips against your temple. If it wasn’t eight in the morning, you might have even protested, but the warmth of Taehyung’s arms around your body has you in a lull, a sort of zombified state of mind. He tucks a stray piece of your loose bun behind your ear, taking you into his fullest capabilities as he pulls you in again. You can almost trace the very prominent vein that runs along his full right arm. You wonder how you’ve not noticed he’s been working out lately. The sun barely peeks through the drawn curtains leaving the living room space warm, in a shade of amber that turns his brown locks, gold. It doesn’t help move you away from that early morning haze, your thoughts almost abandoning the very prominent acknowledgement of Irene’s appalled presence. If Taehyung notices your classmate merely inches away with her mouth hanging open and arms crossed, he doesn’t say anything about it. He simply retracts from your hug, your arms automatically wrapping around yourself in hopes of preserving any shred of loss from his warmth. Your head follows Taehyung as he stops towards the kitchen counter to pick up the bagged lunch you’ve prepared for him, and you can’t help stifle a laugh when you catch Irene doing the same. Even though classes for him start much later in the day, his leaving this early is a fairly common occurrence for the young photographer; he had always seemed to have found something new to gaze at in his viewfinder with morning hikes. As he pivots towards the door, the chiselled expanse that is Taehyung’s right shoulder unintentionally brushes against the pointed corner of Irene’s baby blue blazer and the scoff she lets out signals that she is more than vexed. He places his hand on the doorknob before turning around, his gaze settling on the far distance between the door to you.

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any way you want it | kth | m

— summary; in which your best friend, Taehyung, finds out about your unsatisfying sex experiences and decides to put an end to that track record himself. 

— contents and warnings; smut, childhood best friends, Taehyung x reader, bigdick!tae, breast play, oral (f receiving), dry grinding, dirty talk, tae has a praise kink, unprotected sex (be responsible!!), rough sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, Taehyung takes things personally but he has good intentions, this is what happens when mutual thirst gets suppressed for years of friendship 

— words; 6.6k

— author’s note; i have no idea why but this fic was so fucking hard to put down into words??? I felt mentally constipated the entire time but it’s finally here 

Taehyung wasn’t the slightest bit surprised when you called him at almost two in the morning, complaining about your newest nightmarish date and practically begging to come over. Like the good friend that he was, he made sure to tell you that you would be more than welcome to join him in his newest documentary marathon about aliens, and wondered if you could bring him some takeout on your way over there. Like the bad friend that you were, you said no. 

To be fair, the nearest takeout place was across the city from his apartment (about thirty minutes away and in a bad neighborhood), and you were already having a horrible night as it was. Besides, you refused to take part in Taehyung’s search for a high blood pressure and cholesterol levels, arguing that it wasn’t the right time to stuff his face full of hypercaloric noodles. 

But you did pity him enough to comply with his second request: a big pot of vanilla ice cream, which you were sure you’d end up consuming too. You were in a crisis.

As if to prove that the gods above were laughing at you, during the walk of shame to Taehyung’s apartment, it had started to rain (because of course it did), and your umbrella was only able to save you from the shoulders up before it crumbled and flew away from your gasp, rolling on the asphalt like a ball of dirt in a Wild West movie. By the time that you dragged yourself to his front door, you were completely soaked (and not in the way you had planned for that night to end), and about to break down crying. 

Taehyung, like the angel that he was, helped you with your heavy coat and talked you into taking a warm shower before you got sick. He took the supermarket bag from you (where the ice cream had probably already melted) and walked you to this bathroom, excusing himself so he could grab you some dry clothes — and you only saw the ones he had picked when you got out of the shower. 

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