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in the frosty air | a jjk drabble

summary: two weeks ago you and your roommate slept together. which would be fine, if you knew you both felt the same about each other. but you don’t. and now it’s christmas, and jungkook is still gorgeous and gentle and wonderful and here, and and you don’t really know what to do about that.

{college!au, roommates!au}

pairing: jungkook x reader genre: this is just an angst train tbh, but it has a happy ending! word count: 1.6k warnings: mentions of past alcohol consumption, this centers around everyone’s favorite capitalist holiday, being sad in the wintertime a/n: OHHHHHHHHHH *internet breaks* anyway yeah i’m back baby!!! here’s a little drabble to celebrate because i can’t help myself when it comes to jungkook. love me or we both go down coming soon!

“This Christmas is pretty fucking lame, isn’t it?”

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Birthday Sex

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (f) Genre: smut, some fluff c: Word count: 2.5k A/N: pls don’t butcher me for the unoriginal title lmao. I’ve never written and finished something this fast but i guess min yoongi has that kind of effect on me and im guessing i’ve been completely wrecked alright here’s some yoongi birthday smut 

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Discovery

Word count: 2,624

Warning: Graphic sexual content

A/N: this is just filth with a little (tiny) bit of a plot lol i really hope you enjoy this :) i’m gonna go take a shower n cool down rn bc min yoongi has really completely ruined me

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A Bam Protected Pregnancy ~ Jeon Jungkook

You instantly felt the weight of the world lift from your shoulders as you laid yourself down across the centre of your shared bed. The comfort of the mattress seemed to mould around you perfectly, taking the pressure off of the small of your back as your hands settled over the top of your growing baby bump, letting go of a tremendously large sigh too.

It didn’t take long before Jungkook’s figure appeared in the room too, smiling down at you as he took in the view of you, leaning against the frame of the door. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw the relief in your expression, bringing your eyes across to look at him.

After a few moments, Jungkook walked into the room, perching himself down on the end of the bed, careful not to knock you at all. His hand settled against your ankle, running the pad of his thumb gently across the width of it, pushing down gently too to try and relieve some of the pressure that was beginning to build as your pregnancy went on.

“Are you tired?” Jungkook asked as you readjusted the pillow that your head was resting on to make yourself more comfortable. “Why don’t you have a nap for a bit? I don’t mind sorting out some bits for dinner?”

“I can’t keep sleeping,” you laughed in reply, “it’s the middle of the day too, the midwife told me that I’ve got to keep myself nice and busy.”

His head shook back across at you, often wanting you to focus more on what your body wanted rather than what the midwife told you, knowing that no one knew your body like you.

“What about if I lay down with you for a while?” Jungkook proposed, “I had a bit of a restless night of sleep myself last night.”

You smiled weakly, “I know what you’re doing, and it’s very tempting.”

“Come on,” Jungkook grinned, standing up from the bed and encouraging you to shuffle across to your side of the bed, “I know you can’t resist a nap and a cuddle with me Y/N.”

You groaned loudly as you moved the weight of you and your bump across the room, making just enough space for Jungkook to be able to lay beside you. “I can’t believe I still have a month of moving around with this thing.”

“You’ve got to start taking it easier at some point you know.”

“That’s not me, I’m not used to lazing around.”

He smiled sympathetically as he moved his arm to ret against the small of your back, “for the sake of our baby, I think you might be able to get used to it though.”

“I couldn’t even take Bam for a walk the other day because I was exhausted,” you reminded him, “the two of us used to be able to walk around for miles.”

“And once the baby gets here, the three of you can walk around for miles instead of two.”

As if he knew the two of you were talking about him, it didn’t take long before you heard the heavy footsteps of Bam race up the stairs, following the sound of your voices through into the bedroom, immediately running up to the bed and jumping onto it too to join you both, walking across to the small bit of space that was between you both.

A snort of laughter came from you as Bam began to nudge Jungkook out of the way, stretching his legs out to create plenty of room beside you, leaving Jungkook scrambling to try and stretch his arm out far enough so that he could rest it over the top of your bump.

“Excuse me,” Jungkook laughed, gently patting against Bam’s waist as he sat himself down, without any regard for Jungkook at all. “Can you believe this? I’m being pushed out of my own bed,” Jungkook groaned, trying his hardest to wriggle around Bam, only for his leg to poke out every time that Jungkook tried.

“You know what he’s like, he hates anyone being around the bump,” you smiled as Bam settled right beside you, leaving no distance between the two of you.

Throughout the whole of your pregnancy Bam had been like a security guard by your side, keeping an eye on everyone. If anyone dared to touch your bump then Bam would be straight at them, barking loudly to warn them off of doing any harm to you.

“He’s going to be the most protective big brother in the world,” Jungkook smiled, happy to release his grip around your bump as his elbow began to ache, “he means business too.”

“Even you aren’t allowed anywhere near the bump anymore,” you joked, glancing across to face him with a smile, “he’s certainly not enjoying you being close to the baby either.”

“But that’s my child.”

“That means nothing to Bam,” you teased.

Jungkook’s eyes rolled back across at Bam, “how am I supposed to get through the last month of your pregnancy and take care of you when my dog doesn’t let me get anywhere near the spot where my child is growing?”

“Maybe I don’t need you to look after me, maybe I’m well taken care of enough with Bam just sticking by my side and keeping an eye on things for me.”

“He’d probably do a better job than me too.”

You chuckled quietly as the smile on Jungkook’s face grew, watching as yet again Bam stretched his legs out, digging into Jungkook’s knees, giving him no choice but to move his legs further away from your body, leaving him further away from your bump too.

“I reckon I might just be able to reach from here,” Jungkook whispered, slowly reaching his arm up in the air, keeping the noise quiet in the hope that Bam wouldn’t notice.

Your eyes widened back across at him, “he’s aware to just about every movement, I really think you underestimate quite how aware he has been whilst I’ve been pregnant.”

“Just watch, I’m going to prove that wrong.”

You followed Jungkook’s arm down as he tried to stretch around Bam so that he could relax his hand over your bump. Just as he managed to make contact with the top of your bump, Bam’s eyes opened back up, noticing the unfamiliar hand that was against your bump.

A loud bark soon came from him, reaching his front paw up and batting Jungkook’s hand away from your bump, warning him to keep his distance. Jungkook immediately moved his hand away, leaving you in hysterics by his side in response to how protective Bam was.

“At least I know once this baby is born, nothing will happen to them with Bam around,” Jungkook spoke up, trying to make himself feel just a little bit better. “Although I would appreciate if maybe he would be a little more understanding of the fact that that bump doesn’t just belong to him, but it belongs to me too.”

You stretched your hand back, running your hand through the front of Jungkook’s hair, only able to offer him a smile as Bam settled back down, cosying into your side.

“You’ll get your time with the bump one day, I promise.”

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Pretty Little Things | kth

Your husband is determined to make things up to you after falling asleep on your anniversary and missing out on the surprise you had planned for him…

💎 Pairing: husband!taehyung x reader

💎 Word Count: 2.4k

💎 Rating: 18+

💎 Genre: Husband au, anniverysary au, smut, fluff

💎 Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content (this one is straight into the smut lol), oral (f receiving), making out, hair pulling, dirty talk, marking/biting, groping, scratching, cum eating, brief handjob, teasing, unprotected sex (be safe out there pls), multiple orgasms, dresser sex that’s also mirror sex, brief spanking, mention of possessiveness, brief choking, rough sex, but also they’re married and so in love with each other so it’s also soft™️

A/N: So funny story, I actually wrote most of this immediately after writing and posting Pillow Prince, but I went into a creative and writing slump right after, so I never felt motivated or inspired enough to finish it. Until now that is, thank you Grammy’s Tae 🙏 This is technically the follow up to the Pillow Prince drabble, but it also can just be read as a standalone anniversary drabble too. This is the first time I’ve been able to write in months, so hopefully that means I’m coming out of this rut and will be able to get back to writing more regularly and consistently soon! Thank you as always for your love and support and understanding and patience, and I hope you enjoy this if you decide to read it 💜 Also my possums as always have been so supportive and encouraging to me during this difficult time of struggling to write and I love and appreciate all of you endlessly 🥺 Especially @thatlongspringnight and @miscelunaaa for giving me encouragement and advice when I was feeling so stuck, I truly couldn’t have finished this without both of you 🥰Last thing is that since this starts off with the smut immediately the fic will be under the cut!!

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maybe i do | kth. masterlist

➵ summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

↳  part of the high-class series!

➵ pairing : taehyung x reader

➵ genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst

➵ rating : 18+

➵ warnings : swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of anxiety, mentions of confrontative violence (with other characters, not each other), lots of feels concerning forced marriage, a bad ex (reader’s), mentions of bad sexual experiences with ex (consensual, just bad sex), explicit sexual content, oral (m. and f. receiving), unprotected sex, penetrative sex (chapters have their own warnings!)

➵ a/n : thank you so much for all the support on this series! i couldn’t be more grateful ♡

➵ playlist : sweet night by v! the lyrics fit this series perfectly 🥺

➵ status: (complete) ✓

↠  chapter one : “my forever’s falling down” (11k)

↠  chapter two : “on my pillow, can’t get me tired”  (10k)

↠  chapter three : “the window opened one time with you and me”  (17k)

↠  chapter four : “feels like a river’s rushing through my mind”  (16k)

↠  chapter five : “would it be alright, if i pulled you closer?”  (17k)

↠  chapter six : “my heart is pounding tonight”  (25k)

↠  chapter seven : “i’m wondering if you’d want me now”  (22k)

↠  chapter eight : “i still hope the door is open”  (38k)

↠  chapter nine : “i wanna ask you, if this is all just in my head?”  (32k)

↠ [bonus!] chapter nine. five : “you are too good to be true” (6k)

↠ chapter ten : “how could i know, one day i’d wake up feeling more?” (36k)

 ↠ chapter eleven : “i’m wondering, are you my bestfriend?”  (34k)

↠  chapter twelve : “sharing my fragile truth” (50k)

↠  chapter thirteen : “i had already reached the shore” (37k)

↠  final : “we were ships in the night” (55k)

↠  epilogue : “a sweet night”  (3k)

drabbles :

↳ “the very first christmas” 

↳ “comfort”

↳ “one year anniversary” coming soon!

↳ “one week without sex” coming soon!

↳ “remote control” coming soon!

faq : when do you update?

randomly! i used to produce a chapter every week or so, though with school and work things got busy :(  i do work on my updates everyday though ! i also get very active on my blog and inform everyone before a release, so you don’t have to worry 🥺

what does mid!tae look like? 

what’s the timeline of the mid!couple’s relationship?

what’s domestic/at home mid!tae like? 

what happened to the camera?

how are real-life taehyung and mid!taehyung alike?

what do mrs. choi and seo’s schedule look like?

what did mrs. choi and seo do during the events of chapter 8?

what was taehyung’s mindset during the events of chapter 7?

what was taehyung’s pov when they first started getting intimate? 

what was taehyung’s past with women?

a deeper look into the reader’s character 

extras : 

➵ tracking tag 

➵ announcement!

➵ the vote! how should chapter 10 be released?

Moon Breaker

Pairing: BTS Taehyung  ⇆ Reader

Genre: Werewolf | Fluff | Angst | Smut |

Summary: Tales as old as time were passed through the werekind. If a human and a kind were to be mates, the moon would take them, the misfortune, to serve the Goddess. Taehyung, a kind, had always heard of the tales told by his elders. The alpha of his kind. He didn’t expect to find his mate, one of the non-kinds. Would the moon reap her back?

Words: 17 K

Warnings: Rated Mature; Explicit themes, action/ violence, blood shed, bullying, sexual content, marking, impreg kink, dom/sub themes, werewolf heat, mating, knotting, disability (blind).

A/N: Cr. Header image from @mvssmedia | Orig | Thank you for the permission to use the image.

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Holding her in his arms he wept until a sea of his tears pooled around them. The soil was tainted in sorrow. He watched as her eyes from the outside in, like white frost covering the window, slowly turned opal. She reached up, mouth agape as she gasped for air. She cupped his cheek catching his tears as they rolled over her knuckles. The opal bleeds and engulfed her black pupils and with her last strangled breath, her back arched. His breath came in ragged, and shallow before he was wailing out, sobbing as he brought her chest to his forehead.

He couldn’t hear it, her heart was silent.

It was icy cold as her spirit lifted from her body, white and translucent. She lifted until she hovered above the soil to a stand. “My love,” her disembodied voice spoke to him as he wept into her being. Lifting his head he saw her spirit smile down at him. The glimpse of brown that once was her eyes was completely white. She caressed his cheek gently one last time, “I will always love you.”

It was his mistake, he swore to never look, he swore to the goddess he would never look.

She stepped into the moonlight and her light absorbed into the moonlight. She was gone. His mate was gone.

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diamonds are a girls best friend | myg | part 1

》 pairing: best friends dad yoongi x f!reader

》 genre: smut, fluff, angst, three-shot, hidden relationship

》 word count: 7.4k

》 rating: 21+ for explicit smut

》 summary: you know it’s wrong. so wrong. there’s a saying that goes around - “if you can’t tell your best friend about it, then you probably shouldn’t be doing it” but when what you shouldn’t be doing is your best friend’s ridiculously hot and wealthy dad, just how do you say no to that.

》 warnings: forbidden romance, sneaking around? , dom!yoongi, sub!reader, age gap, ugh our lil couple is stupidly in lurv, lots of kissing, lots of hiding, love bites, sucking and biting, our yoongi gets off on being caught sO - exhibitionist yoongi in the form of changing room sex, fingering in a cafe bathroom, unprotected sex, shower sex, overstimulation.

》 a/n: biggest thanks to @kithtaehyung for making this lovely banner , its absolutely stunning. also to @sugasbabiie​ & @knjsnoona​ for being a wonderful betas, @ressjeon for being a supportibe hoe & @kimtaehyunq​ for being my whole rock n allowing me to stress over this as well as betaing too - i love u ♡

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Yoongi kisses the back of your shoulders as his fingers grace lightly over your damp skin; the back of his calloused hands caressing up and down your arm softly before turning you around and pressing his lips against yours in a searing kiss full of lust and want. 

His large hands skim over your soft skin and grip your hips, squeezing tightly, almost as if to tell you that he is still here with you. You wrap your arms around his neck and allow him to hoist you up, pressing your back against the cold tiles behind you as your legs wrap around his hips and lock your ankles around his slender waist, encouraging him to make his next move. 

“You’re such a tease, pretty girl. Leaving me waiting in a changing room for, what, fifteen minutes?” He moans against your mouth, tugging on your bottom lip and suckling the skin gently before pulling and letting it go. “You should know by now I’m not a patient man.” 

Breaking the kiss, Yoongi starts to trace warm, open mouthed kisses down your neck towards the column of your throat. As he finds your sweet spot in between the junction between your neck and shoulder, you moan at the sensation of Yoongi sucking and biting lilacs and rose blossom marks into your skin before skimming over them with his tongue.

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→ pairing: yoongi x reader

→ genre: brothersbestfriend!yoongi, teeniest bit of angst, eventual fluff, love confessions!

→ words: 1.7k

→ warnings: cursing, mentions of cheating, other than that it’s pretty tame just making out and some v cuteness

→ description: you’ve always had an awkward crush on your brother’s best friend, made worse by the reciprocation that had once culminated in a kiss that had since been left undiscussed. however, it’s not forgotten — and when your brother tells yoongi you’re about to go on a date with your cheating ex-boyfriend, he refuses to lose his chance with you. not again.

“Jinnie, I promise I know what I’m doing.”

You rolled your eyes as your brother scoffed down the phone, less than impressed with your statement, “I know you Y/N, and you do not. See I’m just looking out for you.

Okay, so maybe he was right to be concerned. You’d agreed to meet up with your ex boyfriend and, though you knew it was a bad idea, you’d made absolutely no corrections when he called it a date.

You sighed, staring yourself down in the mirror as you contemplated your response. You were hardly dressed up, but still it sunk in that maybe this wasn’t a particularly great idea.

You broke up for a reason. He didn’t want you anymore, made evidently clear by the string of flings he’d amassed with other people throughout the entirety of your relationship. You should’ve known better than to believe him crawling back claiming he missed you.

But you figured you couldn’t keep pining over the boy you really wanted to be with forever. Maybe this was a mistake, but at least it could distract you from the ache in your chest at the thought of Min Yoongi.

He was your brother’s best friend — immediately off limits, but immediately the most enticing man you had ever met, even if he barely ever used to talk to you. Hellos and goodbyes were enough, the sound of his laugh from the other side of the wall was enough.

And then, one night, you’d heard him and Seokjin working on a track together and curiosity had gotten the better of you. You’d crept to the door, ear pressed to it to hear what was going on.

The melody blasting through was incredible. You’d always been proud of your brother’s music talent, never failing to be amazed by the passion he shared with his friends — yoongi in particular, much to your dismay.

“You know if you wanted to listen, you could just come in and join us,” you turned to find Yoongi, stood with his hands in his pockets and his eyebrow raised, having just left the bathroom.

You blushed crimson as his eyes bore into you intentely, a smirk gracing the pink of his plush lips as you stepped away from the door, “Oh—sorry, I just was going to get a drink and I got curious.”

He shook his head, a brief flash of nervousness on his face before he licked his lips and smirked once more. He edged ever so slightly closer to you, eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes as your breath caught in your throat.

“Mhm,” he hummed, and you could feel his breath on your face as he leaned down a little.

Your heart was thrumming against your ribcage, your cheeks deeper crimson than you were sure they’d ever been before, fighting back the urge to shy away and run back to your room.

“Can I try something?” he asked, a hint of playfulness in his tone as he continued to glance between your eyes and your lips, one of which was pulled between your teeth as you nodded nervously.

Was this really happening? Was the boy you’d been in love with for as long as you could remember about to kiss you?

And he did — plump lips pressing against yours for a fleeting moment, but long enough that you were certain you’d never forget the feeling.

Afterwards it seemed he had, though.

He’d left you standing on your landing, returning to your brother and their project and never so much as acknowledging the event again. You, on the other hand, were in pieces at the notion that you might have disappointed him. Were you a bad kisser? Was he doing it just to toy with you?

Usually, being kissed by your crush would be a hopeful occurrence. The start of something. But for you it was simply a stark reminder that you needed to move on — and so that’s precisely what you were trying to do in this moment.

Granted, it was with the worst possible person, but you were still bitter and upset and he had come (back) along at just the right time as you reeled over Yoongi’s silent rejection of you.

You had spent so long poring over thoughts of how Yoongi felt about you, but you had decided that you couldn’t let that bother you anymore. The notion of him reciprocating your feelings was surely a pipe dream, anyway.

You reapplied your lipstick one final time, heaving in a deep breath as you gave yourself one last stare-down in your hallway mirror and whispered affirmations of “this will be fine!” to yourself.

As you turned on your heel to leave your house, a figure knocked firmly at the door, startling you into swifter motion — had he decided to pick you up on a whim? Of course he knew where you lived, maybe this was simply an additional gesture to reap forgiveness from your too-kind heart.

You were shocked, however, when you pulled it open to find a heavy-breathing Min Yoongi with a pained expression on his face and clenched fists.

“Yoongi?”

“Can I come in?”

“I’m about to leave—,”

“Don’t go back to him, Y/N.”

You were taken aback — he’d come all the way to your house to talk you out of this? Had Jin sent him?

You shook your head, “Look, you can tell Jin that I’m a big girl and can take care of myself. I’m not going to fuck him, I’m not going to fall back into his arms, I’m just going on one date to catch up.”

Yoongi took a step forwards, sending you stepping backwards so that he could push into the house. He closed the door behind himself as his expression twisted in concern, his eyes pleading with you, “Jin didn’t send me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, sweaty palms swiping at your jeans as you felt his eyes rake over your frame, “What?”

“He doesn’t deserve you, Y/N. He’s a piece of shit,” the words flew out almost venomously, and Yoongi cleared his throat before he continued, “And I know I fucked up and made things weird with you but I can’t let you go back to the wrong person. Not again.”

You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest and shifting your weight to one hip, “Jin tells you everything about me, huh? Since when?”

“Since I told him I was in love with you and had fucked up by kissing you and then ignoring you.”

These words knocked the air from your chest, winding you to the point where you feared you might not be able to heave out a breath again. Your brain was whirring, empty of coherent thoughts but busy with frantic ones.

In love with you?

“In—In love with me? B-but you kissed me and then just pretended I didn’t exist,” it was your turn to clear your throat now, not letting him immediately be forgiven even if your heart was racing a million beats per second, “You’re not just playing with me, Min?”

He looked down at his feet for a moment, cheeks growing pink and a frown masking his gorgeous features, “I know. I’m sorry. But you’re my best friend’s little sister and I-I didn’t know what to do about my feelings so I pushed them away. I’m not playing with you. That’s exactly why I didn’t make it known… I didn’t want you or your brother to worry about my intentions.”

Your heart swelled at these words, and you tentatively raised a hand to place it on his chest. He lifted one of his own, resting it atop yours as his eyes softened, “I mean it, Y/N.”

You swiped your tongue over your lip, still in disbelief, “And is… Is Jin okay about it?”

“He wasn’t best pleased at first, admittedly,” Yoongi chuckled, “But I was honest with him and he knows I’m serious about it. Besides, he said you’ve been… how did he word it… Embarrassingly obsessed with me since we were little.”

You shoved him back a little, pulling your hand from his chest as you scowled teasingly, “Yah! Not true!”

“It so is.”

“Hey! Don’t make me actually go meet Y/E/N, pabo.”

His eyes lit up as they crinkled with laughter, “You’re not going to go?”

You grinned up at him, reaching up to push his hair from his eyes as he watched your every moment, “How can I when the guy I’ve been embarrassingly obsessed with since we were little has just told me he loves me too, huh?”

He nodded slightly, curling his arms around your waist and pulling you to his chest with a beaming smile painted on his face, “Mhm,” he sing-songed, licking his lips as he stared down at yours, “How about I make up for last time and kiss you again? You know, as a thank you for not going.”

“And you’re not going to ignore me afterwards his time?”

He shook his head vigorously, before dipping his head so that his lips were just ghosting above yours, sending shivers down your spine, “Not when I could just keep kissing you instead.”

“I like the sound of that,” you hummed, before he closed the gap between you, pulling you in closer for a kiss that sent fireworks exploding within every single inch of you.

“Maybe I could even… Be the one to take you out tonight?” he posed the suggestion more as a question than a statement, and you nodded with a grin, “Hm… Maybe a few more kisses could convince me.”

“Of course, princess,” he dipped his head to kiss you again, even deeper this time as he gently pushed you back towards your hallway wall, hands never leaving your hips.

You leaned into his touch, craving the intimacy you’d been wanting from him for so long, and he smirked into the kiss as he gave you exactly what you wanted.

“And for the record, jagiya,” Yoongi whispered as he pulled back for the briefest moment, admiring the way your lipstick had smudged because of his kisses, “I’ve been embarrassingly obsessed with you since we were little too.”

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a/n: thank you so much for reading! i hope this was okay, please feel free to send in requests because i am writing a lot at the moment and am desperate for new ideas! here is my bts masterlist for now, but i’m happy to expand to other artists it’s just that i only have bts content so far! thanks again <3

I Will Love You Either Way

a/n: very very short blurp because I wanted to thank y'all for 1k followers! I appreciate y'all for reading my silly little stories :)

Summary: Yoongi appreciates you more than you will ever know. W/C: 957 genre: fluff

"She dances," Yoongi starts, a simpered smile stretching across his face, "not like we do, though."

Namjoon sits beside Yoongi, a beer in his hand while he looks at his Hyung. Memories of the last 10 years rush through his head, his mind racing with how hard Yoongi worked in that time span. Not bothering himself with falling in love because the only thing that mattered to him was making sure BTS was successful.

"What do you mean?" Namjoon chuckles softly.

Yoongi shrugs, glancing out of the window and into the backyard, where Min Holly chases you around the backyard. He can't wipe the smile off of his face, "This morning I woke up after her, right?"

Namjoon takes note of Yoongi's animated gestures, giving a small nod in response, hiding his own smile behind the bottle.

"and I smell food, so obviously I walk downstairs to go to the kitchen where I see her, in my clothes, singing into a whisk while she dances to the music in her headphones." Yoongi pauses to glance at Namjoon, his face heating when he realizes the younger one is smiling at him.

"Do you like that she dances? Because you usually only dance for work."

Yoongi's eyes cast upward, his hands falling onto his face while he rubs his eyes, "I love that she dances. I love that she makes me breakfast in the mornings, I love that she wears my clothes, I love that she whispers my name in her sleep. She's the greatest thing to ever happen to me, Namjoon."

"I'm glad," Namjoon responds, "you deserve to be in love."

Yoongi's smile drops, his eyes falling back to you, where you lay in the shade beneath the large oak tree that made Yoongi buy this house in the first place. Your chest his heaving while you catch your breath, and you turn your head to meet Yoongi's gaze. You give a small wave, blowing a kiss in his direction, with which Yoongi catches and slides into his pocket.

"I love her more than I've loved any one or any thing in my life," he finally responds, "and it scares the living shit out of me."

Namjoon cocks an eyebrow, his tongue swiping across the rim of the beer bottle.

Yoongi senses his questioning, waving a hand while he gathers his thoughts, "I can't live without her."

Namjoon smiles, "That's the best part about being in love."

"Yes," Yoongi sees you stand up and dust the dirt off of your purple leggings, "and also the scariest."

You enter the foyer of Yoongi's house, taking off your shoes and walking towards the kitchen to wash your hands. "Do either of you boys want another beer?"

"No, baby, we're okay." Yoongi answers for the both of them, hearing you step back out with your own bottle and pull up a chair beside Yoongi.

Namjoon eyes you and Yoongi for a moment, before smirking to himself. Standing up, he stretches his arms outward, "I think it's shower time, can I use your shampoo, Hyung?"

Yoongi nods, allowing Namjoon to dismiss himself as he feels a hand rub his knee. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he brings you close and presses a kiss to your temple, "You smell like grass."

You look up to him, your bottom lip jutted out in a small pout, "I thought you liked nature."

Yoongi leans down, capturing your lips with his. The taste of the strawberry soju you grabbed is a stark contrast to the barley flavor of the beer he had imported from the states. His tongue swipes against your bottom lip, but neither of you took that as an indication of making the kiss more heated. He simply wants to taste you. For the rest of his life.

When he pulls away, your head stays on his chest as his arm pulls you closer to him.

A sigh of content falls from your lips, your eyes closing while the sun beams through the window and onto your face. Yoongi's hand dances up your arm and to your neck, rubbing soft circles.

It's moments like these that make Yoongi realize just how much he loves you. He wasn't lying when he told Namjoon that it terrifies the shit out of him, because he knows that he truly can't be without you. He wants to see you dance in the kitchen in the mornings and sing in the shower and sleep soundly beside him. He wonders what you would look like in old age, maybe having had a few kids and sitting on a porch with him while you both look back on your lives. He wonders what your hair will look like when it's graying and how the wrinkles will fall on your face and if you will think of him as just as handsome as he knows he will think of you in beauty.

"Do you think we'll be together forever?"

Yoongi's eyes widen at your sudden words, and he realizes that you, too, have had the same fear all along.

"I will love you as long as you let me," Yoongi starts, "and I'm hoping that that is forever."

You smile, "I hope it's forever, too."

"Then it's settled," Yoongi reaches over and pulls you onto his lap, grabbing your face with his hands and making you look down at him, "we can't leave each other." He knows his heart is thudding in his chest, but he hears yours thudding as well.

"Deal." you grin, allowing Yoongi to bring your lips down to his and kissing you once more.

Love is truly a terrifying thing, but Yoongi can't imagine wanting anyone else to transverse it with. It will only be you.

“ a n g e l ”

p a i r i n g : yoongi x reader

g e n r e : boyfriend! au.

t a g s : unprotected sex, creampies, boyfriend!yoongi, domestic fluff, idol yoongi, slice of life, age-difference, possessive sex, face-sitting, blow jobs, breeding kink, brief phone sex, accidental voyeurism, y’all get caught by hobi lmao, yoongi deflowers you lol, corruption kink, sweetheart!reader

s u m m a r y : he’s yours and you are his. you didn’t need a magazine to tell you that, because the media knew nothing about what went on behind the scenes.

w o r d c o u n t : 7 k

Sunlight creeps through the closed blinds, some parts hitting your face and others on your back. It feels a bit warm, you softly moan in protest and bring the covers over to hide your face. Judging by how bright it is in the room it must already be late morning, maybe even noon.

"...y/n," a low raspy voice mumbled out to you, "I'm hungry."

You squeeze your eyes shut and curl up into a tiny ball with your face buried in the covers, "I am too." It's half-bullshit because you know you're just talking out of your ass since you're half-asleep and still in the process of waking. "I want... want pancakes.. with sprinkles." You mumble, though it comes out muffled because you've burrowed yourself.

Yoongi rolls over, throwing his leg over your body and hugging you close, "We had pancakes yesterday."

"Right.. waffles?"

He chuckled quietly in response and buried his nose in your neck, "You're unbelievable baby, why don't we go out? I'm sure it's brunch." The whine you let out didn't need much explanation as he sighed, "We can bring it back here yeah? I know you wanna finish watching your Rick and Morty show."

You stayed quiet for a little bit thinking about your options. A.) stay in the comfort of your home where you have your soft warm bed, or B.) get out of bed, get dressed, and go outside only to come back. ".... Fine." You muttered slowly peeking your head out of the covers, "Promise we come back?"

"Promise," Yoongi grinned as he propped himself up while staring at you, "now c'mere and give me a kiss baby."

A soft giggle left your lips as you leaned in to peck his lips. You did this three times before he grabbed the back of your head with a laugh as he kissed the hell out of you. Yoongi grinned softly against your lips as he pulled back just a little, "Such a tease," he eyed your lips and then you, "so fuckin' beautiful."

"Yoongi," you whined feeling shy about his compliments, "are we going or not?"

"Shh," he smothered you with more kisses, murmuring in-between, "let me give my princess more kisses."

Your heart soared at the words, you loved how affectionate he was with you. Everyone perceived him as a cold rapper with attitude but no one knew him like you did. He was your baby boy at heart, sure he could be scary at times but he was a complete sweetheart if you were being honest.

You and Yoongi met one day on one of the BTS Run! sets. At first it started with him staring at you and just overall checking you out, but then he actually made small talk. The two of you got along pretty well and by the end of the episode he left with your number.

Over the next weeks you learned he was older than you—a six year age-gap separating the two of you. You didn't mind it much, in fact the increase in age was kind of hot to you. Yoongi was much like you anyways, he liked them a little younger. The two of you talked and talked until he confessed his feelings and vice-versa.

Yoongi took it slow and you were glad he did because this was your first serious relationship. You guess you could say you were a virgin in both aspects: first kiss, first time. He didn't judge nor find it unappealing that you hadn't ever been serious with anyone. In fact he fucking loved it.

The idea of being the first and only person in your life that held you, whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and got to kiss those soft lips of yours did things to him. You even had a pretty little purity ring, but the cherry on top was when you told him you have never even touched yourself. It was like a flip had switched within him, you remembered it so clearly;

yoonie<3 [10:45]

just got home from the studio love

have you eaten?

yea i had a late class today :(

sorry to hear that baby

you in bed now?

yep!

You decided to send a selfie of you cuddled up to the Sanrio pillow he had bought you during a date. You deemed it cute enough to send and waited patiently for his response. Of course you didn't expect one right away because Yoongi wasn't big on texting. He enjoyed face-to-face or talking on the phone.

Your phone buzzed and you scrambled to pick it up, rolling on your tummy with your feet in the air as you smiled like a school girl.

yoonie<3 [10:50]

you look so fucking cute baby

you're wearing my shirt aren't you?

it's super comfy lol it smells like you

what else you have on baby?

A soft blush spread over your cheeks as you bit your lip. You felt butterflies in your tummy as you tried to make sense of his question. Was he genuinely curious or was he asking because of other intentions.. Either way you couldn't fight off the nervousness you felt.

i'm wearing the white shorts you bought me

yoonie<3 [10:53]

can i see?

Panic set in as you sat up, "Crap.. what do I do now?" You chewed on your bottom lip nervously, clearly you've never been in a situation like this, much less with your boyfriend. You looked towards the large mirror on your wall across your bed. You softly grinned, "Bingo."

You switched your main lights off and turned on your LED lights, lighting your room up in a fuchsia color. You sat up straight facing the mirror and blushed as you got into what you assumed was the cowgirl position, sitting on your knees as you spread your thighs apart and posed. You made sure the curve of your waist to your ass was on display as you snapped the photo.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod," you rushed out while sending the photo and tossing your phone aside.

yoonie<3 [10:55]

shit

that's so fucking hot baby

can i see what's under?

You were feeling a little bit bolder than usual so you slowly took off the shirt and shorts, leaving you in your matching bra/underwear. You switched the camera and raised your arm a little, using your other to cup your breasts to push them together. You angled the camera down to capture your panties as well. That wasn't the only photo you took.

You bit your lip and decided to take off your bra, pushing your breasts together in one and then in the second photo you snapped it of your ass. After hitting send you laid back just staring at the ceiling thinking about what you had just done. Wild thoughts running through your mind, wondering about Yoongi's reaction or if he saw them at all.

The phone suddenly began ringing, scaring you out of your wits as you jumped. You grabbed the phone with excitement thrumming in your body as you swiped to answer it, "Yoongi?"

"What was all that baby? You trying to make me lose it?" He huskily breathed into the phone.

His deep raspy voice had you pressing your thighs together. It aroused you to no ends hearing him like this, knowing you were the cause. "Do I look pretty?" You softly asked.

"You look so fucking beautiful, wish you were here with me now."

"If I was there what would you do?" You twirled a strand of your hair playing along with Yoongi's little game.

Yoongi released a noise akin to a growl, "You don't even know the half of it pretty girl, I'd have you in my bed with nothing but your pretty panties on. Just wanna leave kisses all over your body, some marks on those pretty tits of yours. Don't even get me started on your ass baby, it's god-send."

All these things being said to you all at once made you flush with desire, a dull throbbing sensation came from between your thighs. You found yourself laying on your side, phone tucked under your ear as you tried to calm down. "Yoongi.." you murmured shyly, "It feels so hot in here."

"Take your panties off baby, I know my sweet girl wants to play with herself, let me guide you baby."

You set the phone down on speaker, shuffling around and slowly sliding your panties down, "They're off."

"Good girl, tease yourself baby. Play with those pretty nipples first. Imagine it's me there with you, sucking on them and pinching." He breathed out softly, shuffling can be heard on his end.

You bit your lip and cupped your breasts and squeezing gently. Slowly you slid the straps off your shoulders and let your breasts pour out from the bra. The cool air caused your nipples to harden almost immediately, it made you sigh softly as your fingers came up to gently roll the nub around. It caused your clit throb even more, pleasure spreading all around specifically down between your legs.

"Oh the things I'd do to you.. you don't know how much I want to fuck you love, you drive me so crazy, especially those pretty lips of yours. I always imagine what it'd be like to have those lips wrapped around my cock. More so that fat ass of yours." He breathed out, a slick sound coming from the other end of the phone.

You whimpered softly, free hand slowly slipping down to cup your hot pussy. Slick was starting to build up slowly, you ran the tip of your index finger up and down your soft folds. It felt hot down there, even more when you dipped in to touch at your hooded clit and then your slicked up hole. "I'm so wet," you breathed out, slowly poking at your tight hole.

"Go on baby, rub on your pretty pussy. Use your finger to tease your clit. Go slow for me, get yourself even wetter." Yoongi groaned out.

Listening to his words you slowly circled your clit and found a nice angle you liked and pressed down, firmly rubbing over it. It felt good, your legs quivered slightly as you forced them apart and let the cool air brush against your parted folds. "I feel so empty, I need more," you moaned out, toes curling and uncurling as you gave yourself pleasure.

"Slip a finger inside baby, finger yourself open."

You slowly slipped your hand down and pressed your middle finger in, slowly pushing it into your pussy. It hurt a little, stinging until a dull throbbing pain took over. A pained moan left your lips as you managed to fit your finger in. The pain was very much there but died down just a tiny bit. "It hurt a little.." you mumbled softly, panting just a little.

"I'm sorry baby, if I was there I'd kiss it all better. If you don't like it we can stop."

"No, I want to keep going, it feels good when I rub myself at the same time." You shyly admitted while using your other hand to rub at your clit slowly, the pain and pleasure mixing quite well.

"Fuck baby, you're gonna make me cum when you talk like that. Makes me feel like one of those high school boys." Yoongi chuckled breathily.

You wanted to laugh at his words when all of a sudden you hit a spot that had your legs quivering even more. "Ohh.." you moaned out, your hips canted upwards towards the feeling. "Yoongi," you whined quietly as you rubbed faster while pumping your finger in and out.

There was a soft squelching noise that came from between your thighs. You got a little overzealous with your pleasure, finger going faster as you hiked your legs up and apart. "Mmm, feels so good. I'm getting so close."

Yoongi groaned softly, "Go on baby, cum for me. I'm so close too." He quietly huffed, the slick noises on the other end getting louder and louder.

You whimpered softly as your brows furrowed, the pleasure was rising higher and higher. You were embarrassed that you were coming this quickly but in your defense it was the first time you ever did this. Your mouth fell open in a silent moan, body shuddering and quaking.

"Cum baby," Yoongi panted out, the shuffling noises getting faster and faster.

"Yoongi," you finally sobbed, body shaking as your orgasm rolled through you. It left your body weak and satisfied, a low pulsing feeling came from between your legs as your pussy throbbed around your digit. You rode out your orgasm just listening to Yoongi's own moaning and curses as he presumably came.

"I can't wait to get my hands on you,"

+

Yoongi had been busy preparing for his leave to LA, you understood the consequences of dating a worldwide idol so it wasn't a big deal to you. It wasn't like he didn't make time for you, Yoongi still managed to squeeze in a date or two amidst the chaos unfolding. He still came home to you no matter how tiring his day had been, something you found endearing.

"I'm home," he called out in a lazy tone, "I bought those chips you were eyeing at the store the other day."

You turned around from your place on the couch, "Oh thank you, you didn't need to though Yoonie." A soft giggle escaped your lips as you stretched out and went to greet your boyfriend with a kiss. You gently pried the bags from his hand, "I made your favorite," you softly grinned.

Yoongi sent you a soft tired smile, "Thank you baby, I'll eat some right now. Gonna shower and get this shit off me." He muttered motioning to whatever the hell he thought he had on his face.

You pouted softly at his tired look and decided to just hop into the shower with him. You missed him deeply, missed his touch and overall just the feeling of him holding you in his arms. You quietly followed him, watching as he stripped and stepped into the shower. You slowly stripped and made your way into the spacious shower space.

Yoongi made a noise of surprise when he felt your arms come up to wrap around his middle. "Baby?" He asked softly as he placed his hands over your arms.

"Wanted to help you relax." You shyly mumbled into his back as you pressed soft kisses on his shoulder blade and back.

He didn't say anything after that and just sighed letting the warm water run down your bodies. He turned around to bring you into his arms as he swayed side to side with you. You enjoyed this type of intimacy with him just holding you. It reminded you so much of the first time he held you like this.

Coincidentally it had all started with a shower too;

"Ow–wait," you hissed when Yoongi pressed into you, cock slipping past your wet folds. Your hand came up to gently grip his biceps as your hips moved away from his, "Hurts really bad."

Yoongi grunted softly as he took ahold of his cock and pulled back, "Should we stop?" He asked while rubbing the tip of his cock over your folds, pressing on your clit as he slid his cock side to side.

"No, I just.. give me a sec." You mumbled, taking deep breaths and trying to relax. You knew it'd hurt but if you kept overthinking like this you might as well never have sex then. You were pretty sure it wasn't going to end horribly or anything. You'd done foreplay with Yoongi going down on you and getting you nice and wet on his fingers beforehand.

With a quiet sigh you moved to accommodate yourself and spread your thighs open for him, "I'm ready," you murmured out, "just.. go slower."

Yoongi leaned down to cage you in his arms, pressing his lips to yours. He rolled his hips against yours, just idly humping and letting his cock rub up against your inner thigh. "I love you," he murmured softly as he stared into your eyes.

You smiled back at him, "I love you too." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss.

Yoongi took the opportunity to slip his cock between your folds once more, pressing in and then pushing slowly. You whimpered into the kiss, arms tightening around him as you tried your hardest to be relaxed. Your lower half burned, pussy stretching to accommodate his thick cock. Yoongi released a muffled groan into your mouth as he pulled your body closer to his.

He finally bottomed out inside of you, balls pressed snug against your ass. You sighed quietly reaching up to gently move his hair out of his face, "Does it hurt?" Yoongi quietly asked, peppering kisses all over your face.

"A little." You softly replied, your hands coming up to gently grip his hair.

Yoongi grinned softly and pressed his forehead against yours, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are? Especially when you wear your cute little reading glasses.

You whined out of embarrassment, "Yoongi," you huffed, "those glasses literally make me look like a old librarian." You cackled quietly.

"A hot librarian I'd fuck." Yoongi laughed softly, he lowered himself down on his elbows, caging you in his arms and making you feel even smaller than before.

You shook your head with a eye-roll as you scooted closer, letting your hips roll upwards slowly to test the waters. It didn't hurt as much and the pain was laced with a spark of pleasure. "I'm good," you breathed out, "try not to go too crazy."

Yoongi just chuckled in response as his hips slowly rolled into you, his cock grinding forward and stretching you out. You made soft noises of pain here and there but didn't let him stop, you wanted all of him. He buried his face in your neck, panting softly as his hips worked into you. He had switched his motion and was now pulling out until the tip of his cock remained.

"Yoongi," you mewled, legs hooking around his waist with your ankles pressed against the top of his ass.

"What is it angel?" He moaned out, "Want me to stuff you full of my cock? Fuck you till your legs are shaking and you're begging me to stop?" His hands slithered down to grab ahold of your asscheeks, giving them a harsh squeeze.

A strained whine left your plush lips, hands scrambling to grip his shoulders, "Y-Yes, please I want all of it," your eyes began to fill with tears, sobs threatening to leave, "give it to me Yoongi."

Yoongi groaned sharply his hips picked up the pace drastically, "Baby," he shuddered, "god you feel so fucking good. That's it, such a good girl for me. You gonna take my cock?" He hoarsely whispered.

You let out a sweet whimper as your body bounced in place in tandem to his thrusts. "Yes, I'm your good girl. Gonna take your cock however you want me to," you rasped out, "let you use my pussy as a cum dump."

His hips stuttered in their movements, a filthy moan leaving his lips with his pace increasing. "The mouth you got on you," he panted out as his balls slapped against your ass, filthy squelching noises filling the air. "Want my cum in your pretty pussy baby? Fill you till you're dripping?"

"Yes! God yes please,"

Yoongi pulled back as he used his arms to push himself up and hover over you. He began to piston his hips faster, thighs smacking against your skin as loud clapping noises emitted. "Gonna breed you baby, have you filled with my cum by the end of the night." He grunted.

"Yoongi..!" You squealed feeling your pussy throb from overuse. You were starting to feel your orgasm slowly creeping up on you, it was somehow more intense than before. You eagerly reached down to rub at your clit in rapid circles, "I-I'm gonna cum! Oh god–yes mmm–gonna cum, I'm coming!" A high-pitched sob escaped your lips as you threw your head back, legs shaking and toes curling tightly.

He moaned loudly at the sight of you coming undone. In a way he felt smug knowing that he was the first and most likely the last cock you'd ever have. The way your pussy tightened around his cock made him fall over on top of you. He hugged your body close to his, breathing harshly into your ear as he groaned, "Fuck baby I'm gonna cum," he breathed out, " 'bout to cum in your pretty pussy."

You weakly hugged him back, legs falling from his waist as you let him use you. "Shit you're so–" Yoongi groaned loudly as he couldn't finish his sentence, "God baby, gonna make me cum."

He moaned filthily as his mouth fell open, he went quiet for a few seconds, all you could hear was the sound of the bed shaking and the sheets shuffling. "F-Fuck," he stuttered out, hips slamming into your three times before he stilled. His cock throbbed, spurts of cum spilling out and filling your already ruined pussy.

You whimpered softly and buried your face in his neck. Yoongi kept rocking into you while riding his orgasm out, soft breathless groans leaving him. "Did so well for me angel," he panted into your ear, turning to kiss your cheek and temple, "so good.."

"y/n?" Yoongi broke the silence that had fell over you both. When you hummed back he let out a soft breath he had been holding in, "I asked if you wanted to come to LA with me, we can go to Universal Studios like you wanted."

"LA? But I thought you were going cause of the award show and the concerts?" You tilted your head.

Yoongi nodded, "Yeah, doesn't mean I won't have free time. Please? I don't think I'll be able to stay away from you for a whole month." He joked softly even though he was totally serious.

You thought about it for a few seconds, sure you did miss him and wanted more time with him but going to LA? On top of all that his fans.. they'd finally catch a glimpse of you and you weren't sure if you were ready for all of that. It wasn't like Yoongi kept you a secret, he just didn't talk a lot about you or showed you off to the public eye. Not that you were complaining because you thought it was better that way.

"Okay.. yeah, I'll come with you." You smiled, hand coming up to cup his cheek, "I know you won't last a minute out there without me." You squeezed his cheeks with a soft giggle.

Yoongi grumbled something about you squeezing him as he sent a playful glare your way. "And what about it? Least I can admit it." He pinched your ass as a form of revenge. "Here I thought you were trying to help me relax, not fight with me."

You jumped a little from the pinch, an annoyed pout settling over your features as you smacked his arm, "I am trying to help you relax but you pinched me! Weirdo," you stuck your tongue out whilst moving away from his wandering hands, "no you lost your chance when you decided to abuse me."

"Abuse you?" He said in a offended tone, "Baby that is the last thing I do to your ass and you know it." He laughed.

"You don't see me pinching your ass either," you sassed back, "suffer."

Yoongi sighed, "What does my baby want me to do so I can hold her again? Hm?" He tilted his head, slowly stepping forward and caging you in against the wall. Water ran down his body, his hooded eyes were covered by his wet hair as he used his hand to push it back and out of his face.

You bit your lip, mind running wild from the sight. "There is one thing you can do..." you trailed off, tracing a finger down his chest.

"Yeah?" His breath hitched as he watched your dainty finger go down his body, "And what is that baby?"

You looked into his eyes, innocently batting your lashes at him as you slowly ran your hand along his slowly hardening cock, "Let me have it? Pretty please? I wanna suck you off," you said in that innocent tone you knew he liked, the one that always got him going.

Yoongi had a thing for you playing innocent, despite you being far from it. Something about you whispering and doing filthy things on your own accord without him initiating anything was hot. He remembered how much of a good girl you were before you met him, and now you were a vixen behind doors. Your purity ring long gone..

"Go on baby, show me all the filthy things you can do with that pretty mouth of yours." Yoongi huskily mumbled, tracing a thumb over your bottom lip.

You nodded, your breathing soft and excited. Slowly you sank down to your knees before him, keeping eye contact with him. Your hand gently stroked his hard cock, twisting at the base and then coming back up to cover the tip. He had droplets of pre-cum sliding down as you used it and smeared it around his cock.

Yoongi softly sighed, "Good girl," he mumbled out as his hand came down to cup the back of your head.

Your lips slowly traced over his cock, tongue peeking out slowly to taste him. It had been weeks since you both got to unwind like this so you wanted to make the best of it. You cupped his soft balls and massaged them gently while mouthing at the shaft of his cock, "Mmm, taste so good." You whispered, looking up into his eyes.

Yoongi softly moaned as he licked his lips, his dark hooded eyes were trained on the way your pouty lips skimmed his cock. "Yeah? C'mon baby let me feel those soft lips around my cock." He pleaded softly.

Without another word you took Yoongi's cock into your mouth, lips plush around him as you slowly took him in. A soft mewl left your lips as you hollowed your cheeks, tongue slithering around the shaft of his cock. You could feel the tip hit the back of your throat, your eyes teared up with your throat constricting just a little bit.

"Ohh fuckkk," he rasped out, relaxing against the wet tiles and leaning his head back, "so good baby.."

His moans motivated you more, head slowly bobbing and lips tightening as you delivered a few harsh sucks. Your hand remained stroking his balls and your eyes closed slowly, soft filthy sucking noises filled the shower as you occasionally gagged on his fat cock. You slowly pulled back with a wet pop, tongue coming out to swirl around the tip and collect all the pre-cum.

Yoongi shuddered in pleasure, the tip of his cock was the most sensitive part and usually he tended to try and avoid that to prevent from coming early. "Fuck baby no," he whined, "don't do that or else I'll cum."

"That's the whole point," you cheekily giggled, eyes staring into his as you took him back into your mouth.

He released colorful curses, hand holding your wet hair tightly. You moaned around his cock, you slowly leaned forward until your nose touched his lower stomach. Drool slipped past your lips as you fought the gagging fit you knew you were bound to have. Yoongi let out a strangled moan, hand letting go and holding you in place, "Baby–fuck, oh god."

You put your hands on his hips, pushing yourself back with a soft gasp. Saliva ran down your chin as you licked your swollen lips, "Fuck my throat?" You quietly asked.

Yoongi nodded deliriously, body thrumming in excitement when he heard you curse which was something rare. He guided you back to his cock, letting you down slowly until he held you in place. His balls were pressed snug against your chin as he began to roll his hips upward. Soft gagging noises filled, your eyes closed and let him hold you down on his cock.

It was so sloppy at this point, saliva dripping and gags louder. Yoongi was moaning like crazy now, head thrown back as he praised you endlessly. "Oh god baby, you're doing so good for me," he shifted a little to move his hips a bit faster, "gonna make me cum." He groaned.

Your eyes teared up, you knew your throat would be aching for days after this. Especially with how he was frantically working his hips. His cock began to slowly throb as Yoongi went still, mouth falling open as he slumped against the wall. "Shit–" he hissed out, thick ropes of cum going down your throat.

Yoongi rode out his orgasm, watching as you cried and choked on his cock. He sighed heavily, letting go of you bonelessly and watching as you recoiled back. You struggled to swallow and went into a small coughing fit. The icing on top was the happy angelic smile you gave him afterwards, "Thanks Yoonie," you giggled.

"You dirty girl." He laughed breathlessly.

+

LA was definitely a change of pace, it was so pretty at night and filled with all sorts of places to go to. You and Yoongi didn't go out much during the day. Both of you opted to leave around nighttime since it got darker rather quickly given the whole daylight savings thing. It was fun, Yoongi took you down to Santa Monica and even indulged in your requests such as going to Six Flags.

Tonight you had attended day two of their show, thoroughly enjoying watching your boyfriend have his fun and go off during his performances. It made you swell with pride seeing how happy he really was on stage. You wish you could keep him that way, stress free and happy for the rest of his life.

A staff came to get you since you had been seated at the top of the stadium in a private booth. You quickly followed after them, this wasn't your first rodeo anyways so you knew where to go by now. You saw your sweaty boyfriend downing a bottle of water. You giggled running up to him and wrapping your limbs around him, "Did you enjoy yourself?" You cheerfully asked.

"You know I did baby." Yoongi quietly laughed, ruffling your hair and pulling you close.

"Ew Yoonie you're so sweaty." You whined playfully but let him hook his arm around your neck, holding you close to him.

Yoongi snorted softly, "Babe that should be the least of your concerns right now. You should worry about.. I don't know maybe if I'm hungry or if I'm tired?" He teased softly.

You followed Yoongi down the corridor, hand cupping his cheek as you kissed him, "You hungry Yoonie?" You mumbled softly against his lips.

"Yeah," he pulled you tighter against him, "but not for what you think I want." Was all he said as he covered you, bringing you to the car and getting in the back with you.

You were left red the whole car ride back, excitement buzzing in you as you looked forward to getting back to the hotel. His hands gently settled on your hips since he had you sitting on his lap. You cupped his cheek and brought him close as you snapped photos of the two of you. He looked so in love in each photo your heart melted into a puddle of goo.

The two of you bid your goodbyes to the boys and left to the room together, hand in hand. "Namjoon broke the damn thing." He shook his head, "I told him not to play with it and looked what happened."

"I saw.. he looked so sad when he realized he couldn't use it anymore." You giggled softly, following Yoongi as the two of you flopped down on the bed. "Yoonie, you still want me to make you something to eat? Last time you ate was before sound check." You mumbled softly, stroking his hair as he curled up closer to you.

Yoongi shook his head, "No baby I'm not really hungry right now. Just a little exhausted from the show."

You nodded and turned over to lie on your tummy as you checked your social medias and other stuff. "You don't have to perform tomorrow right?" His hum of acknowledgment gave you your answer, "You want to take a drive down to Universal Studios?"

"Yeah, I'm up for it baby." Yoongi rolled over to use your ass as a cushion for his head, "Damn, this feels nicer than being smothered by your thighs."

"Yoongi!" You laughed, swatting his hand blindly as you tried to get him to stop groping your ass, "You dirty old pervert."

Yoongi scoffed, "You love this dirty old pervert angel, mind you he's the reason you turned into a freak in the sheets." He sounded almost proud of himself, as if that was something he had been waiting to accomplish.

You bit your lip with a blush dusting your cheeks, "Really now? You sound a little to proud of yourself there. Do you love just how dirty you turned me? Shame on you Min Yoongi, I was such a good girl before this and now all I can think about is your cock down my throat or in my pussy pounding me six ways to Sunday." You licked your lips.

Yoongi let out a muffled groan, clearly enjoying all this talk about corrupting your past innocent self. "Fucking love it angel, knowing that everyone thinks you're such a sweetheart, that you can do no bad. Little do they know I got myself a little slut," Yoongi turned to roll you over and straddle your hips, "a little freak in the sheets willing to let me do anything to her. Isn't that right baby?" He cooed patting your cheek.

You nodded eagerly, tongue darting out to lick your lips as you watched his movements. Yoongi softly smiled, thumb coming up to gently dip into your mouth. You whined softly, slowly parting your lips to let his thumb slide in. "Good girl," he breathed out, "c'mere, I want you on my face."

Immediately you let his thumb go with drool slipping out from the corner of your lips. "Yes please." You murmured whilst letting him get into position as he tugged at your clothes. There was something so debauched about the way you were stripped to nothing and he was fully clothed. Made you feel tiny.. submissive.

Yoongi licked his lips slowly, he eyed your cunt like it was going to be the last meal he ever had. "Be a good girl and fuck yourself on my face okay? Use me however you want to get off, filthy girl. Get yourself nice and ready for my cock right now." He rumbled lowly.

You bit your lip and slowly crawled over to hover over his face, "Ready for your cum too?" You asked with puppy eyes and a pout.

"Even my cum angel." Yoongi reassured as his hands came up to gently grasp both of your soft ass cheeks. His mouth watered whilst slowly pulling you down on to his face, mouth attaching to your soft cunt right away. His tongue poked at your soft folds, slowly gathering up your wetness and spreading it around your cunt.

You relaxed on his face, hands coming behind you to steady yourself as he ate you out slowly. A tiny mewl bubbled up from your throat, the way he ran the tip of his tongue around you clit made your thighs quiver. "Yoongi," one of your hands slowly made its' way to his hair as you gripped it, "please."

Yoongi gave a low hum, eyes closing whilst he smothered himself in your soft folds. He flattened his tongue on your clit and gently moved your hips forward. You took it as a cue to start riding his face. Your hips rolled slowly, pace sensual as his tongue rubbed over your clit repeatedly.

"God–yes, so good baby." You choked out, head leaned back and toes curling.

He wildly slurped at your clit, hands gripping your ass cheeks tightly and slapping them. A soft shuddered moan left you, eyes closing in pleasure and thighs quivering. "Yoongi–ohh yes–right there," you whispered out.

Yoongi decided to take the sensitive bud into his mouth as he gave hard sucks. He was harshly breathing through his nose, practically being smothered by you. Not that he cared though. If anything he'd die a happy man between your thighs. A soft guttural groan left him, brows pinched in concentration.

Your mouth fell open when he switched from sucking on your clit to tongue fucking you. He spanked your ass harshly in tandem with his tongue, your hips began to stutter in their movements. "Yoongi..!" You shrieked, hands gripping his hair tightly.

He growled against your soft pussy, he wiggled his tongue from inside of you. He pressed it up against your g-spot, the action had you crying from the pleasure rising in your tummy. "Wait–Yoongi! Please, wanna cum on your cock!" You softly begged.

Yoongi pulled back, taking sharp breaths as he panted, "Yeah baby? You want to cum from my cock and cock only?" He said groping your ass cheeks, "Lay down angel, spread them wide for me."

You eagerly laid on the messy bed, legs spreading widely as you waited for Yoongi. He hurriedly stripped of his clothes, tossing them everywhere around the room. He climbed on the bed again and hovered over you, hand pumping his cock slowly. "That's a good girl," he breathed out, eyes zeroed in on your pussy, "fuck you look so beautiful baby."

"Yoonie," you shivered, "a little cold."

“I got you baby.” Yoongi replied while grabbing the soft blankets and bringing them over your bodies.

You giggled quietly and brought Yoongi down for a slow kiss, arms wrapping around his neck, “I love you.” You mumbled with a soft smile.

“I love you too.” Yoongi smiled back, lips capturing your own once more.

The two of you exchanged heated kisses. Yoongi took the opportunity to slide his cock up and down your soft folds, tapping your clit repeatedly. You softly hummed, eyes falling shut and lips parting as he slowly stretched you out with his cock. It felt heavenly as usual, you couldn’t help but hug his body to yours.

Yoongi moaned huskily against your lips, he tested the waters out by slowly rolling his hips. He pressed into you deeply before slowly pulling out. This went on for a few minutes as the two of you savored the feeling of one another. “Faster, please.” You breathed out.

“Shit,” Yoongi sighed, “feels amazing baby.” His hips picked up the pace slightly, moving fast enough to have your tits bouncing and make soft clapping noises. “Don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.” He purred.

Sweet moans poured from your lips, he wrecked your sopping pussy through-n-through. His own moans were just as loud as yours. The sheets shuffled around with Yoongi’s fast movements, bed shaking from the sheer force. Yoongi decided to bury his face in your neck as he pound you into next week.

“Oh yes baby,” he breathed out, “that’s it take it. Take my cock like you were meant to. Give it to me angel,” he desperately moaned whilst thrusting faster and faster.

You arched your back in a breathless moan, “Yes, yes..!” You whispered back as tears welled up.

“Yeah? You like that?” Yoongi hungrily rasped out, “Want more?”

“God yes, give me more Yoongi,” you whined out, “f-fuck me till I can’t walk anymore.”

His thrusts became much more harder, the sound of your skin clapping getting louder. Your pussy was embarrassingly soaking, slick dribbling down your cunt as his balls smacked against you. He hooked an arm under your thigh as he raised it slightly, the sheets threatening to slide off your bodies as your moans grew louder.

“Yoongi..!” Your eyes welled with tears, the pounding so good it made you want to cry.

Yoongi’s mouth fell open, eyes rolled back as he moved faster, “Oh god,” he whimpered, hands gripping the sheets beside you tightly.

You were going to respond to him, something dirty already formed in your head when it happened. By it you meant Hoseok walking in right as Yoongi rearranged your guts. Your eyes widened in horror, face pale as you made eye contact with Hoseok. Hoseok seemed just as traumatized as you.

“Holy shit– I’m so sorry Yoongi, y/n,” Hoseok cried out, turning right around and rushing to leave, “I just came in here to get my charger back from Yoongi!”

Yoongi turned his head back, a glare settled on his face, “Hoseok what the fuck get out!” He yelled out, vein popping in his temple as he covered your body with his, making sure you weren’t visible.

“I didn’t mean to Yoongi! Sorry y/n!” Hoseok yelled back after closing the door.

You were mortified, eyes wide and still unable to process it at all. “What just happened?” You looked up at Yoongi, eyes blinking in shock. You didn’t know whether you laugh or to stay quiet. You chose to laugh. “Oh my goodness,” you giggled and covered your mouth, “that’s so funny!” You threw your head back.

Yoongi sighed deeply, “That Hoseok, doesn’t know what the fuck knocking is I guess.” He muttered out, small smile forming on his lips as he laid on top of your chest, “Now my dick’s all soft.” He complained softly.

You continued laughing, “I love you so much Yoongi.”

Yoongi smiled to himself, cheek pressed against you as he softly pouted, “I love you too angel..”

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→ Pairing: Taehyung x Female Reader

→ Summary: Fratboy Taehyung has been torturing you on campus for the last three years, finding anything that’ll irritate the life out of you, doing anything to drive you absolutely insane during the classes you unfortunately shared. But now that you’re seniors, that energy has somehow shifted and he’s come to learn that he may or may not have secret feelings for you. What happens when you make the same earth-shattering realization?

→ Genres: Smut | Humor

→ AU: College | Enemies to Lovers | Fratboy!Bangtan

→ Word Count: 8.8k

→ Rating: 18+

→ Warnings: Explicit & unprotected sex | consensual drunk sex | ‘revenge’ sex (all fun and games) | mentions of alcohol | alcohol consumption | party crashed by police | dirty talk | soft kissing | rough kissing | hard dom!taehyung | soft dom!taehyung | grinding | fingering | sloppy oral sex | cock swallowing | choking on tae’s cock | throat fucking | slight praising | begging | sense of ownership | size kink | taehyung has a huge dong | belly bulge | reader gets dicked down almost too good (if that’s a thing) | breast & nipple play | riding | reversal | biting | teasing | cockwarming | creampie | cum play | cum eating | cum stuffing | spanking | choking ft. tae’s beautiful hands | pussy slapping | overstimulation | multiple orgasms | multiple sex scenes

→ Other: For @btshoneyhive​​’s College Enemies 101 Project, check out the masterlist here! Inspired by this popular post I saw way back in 2018 when I posted a variation of this storyline as an exo fanfic (some of you may remember lol), if it feels familiar when reading that’s probably why! And a major THANK YOU to Nye @taeshobipop​​​ for reading this over and for helping so much more than she know ♡ if she hadn’t motivated me the ending would still be unfinished lol

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- this won’t take a minute (m) | myg

Summary: You and your rapper boyfriend Yoongi make a bet. You say he can’t make you cum in under sixty seconds, Yoongi says that he can.

Word count: 892

Warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), semi public oral sex, accidental voyerism, fingering, squirting.

A/N: This is unedited and sloppy but I don’t care. Also lmao I remember thinking I would never write Yoongi smut but here we are, I wrote this in one sitting. I think I’m gonna stick to shorter stuff for now because I need practice and it feels so good to finish! (No pun intended) enjoy and tell me what you think ( ˘ ³˘)

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DRUNK WORDS ; kth

pairing: kim taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

summary: your boyfriend comes home from a night out drunk, and it turns out he loves you more than you think.

warnings: tae is drunk but it’s ok bc he’s cute, reader takes care of him, mentions of alcohol, very brief mention of (happy) tears, talk of marriage + kids

songs i listened to whilst writing: best years — 5sos

a/n: ok since my other account is totally lost and i cant get any of my writing back, take this shitty drabble while i get my stuff together! i actually think this is one of the first bts things i ever wrote.

You loved your boyfriend very much. Of course you did. You loved his boxy smile and the way his hair felt under your fingers and the warmth of his eyes and the smoothness of his skin. You loved his deep voice and his insane talent, and — there were a lot of things you loved about Kim Taehyung. Of course there were.

What you didn’t love was Jimin showing up at your apartment at two in the morning, dragging your very drunk boyfriend with him and shoving him through the door. “Here’s your boyfriend! Enjoy!”

You glared at Jimin’s smugly retreating figure, but hauled Taehyung inside your apartment anyway, rolling your eyes as he clung to you.

“Babyyyyy!” he cheered drunkenly when his bleary eyes recognised you.

“Hi, sweetheart,” you muttered absently, your sole focus being getting him out of his shoes and jacket. Once successful, you grabbed his arm and tried to manoeuvre him into your shared bedroom.

“Wait,” he whined childishly, as you tugged him towards the bathroom.

Yoh stopped immediately, eyes flicking to him in concern. “What? What’s wrong?”

His arms wrapped around you tightly and he buried his face into your shoulder, breathing you in with a long, shuddering sigh. “Wanna hold you. I missed you.”

Your eyes softened, and you pressed a kiss to his hair. “I missed you too,” you murmured. “You have a good time?”

”Mm,” he hummed. “Was good. Wish you were with me.”

”S’okay,” you shrugged, your heart warming anyway. “I’m here now. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

”Okay,” he agreed happily, allowing you to guide him to the bathroom and change his clothes and wash him up. When you were done, he pushed you back towards the bed, giggling slightly when you protested.

The second you slid between the sheets, his arms were around you, pulling your back into his chest with a contented sigh. His nose nuzzled the crook where your neck met your shoulder, and you couldn’t help the faint smile of affection that graced your lips.

“I’m so lucky,” he whispered suddenly into your skin.

You smiled, expecting some sort of drunken ramble about his fans and his music, as he tended to do. “Yeah? Why’s that?”

“Cause I have you.” He kissed your neck again. “And you take care of me all the time. You’re so good to me.”

Your heart melted. “Idiot,” you said affectionately, turning in his arms so you could meet his sleepy gaze. “Of course I do. You do the same for me.”

A slightly goofy grin flickered on his lips when he caught your gaze. He leaned closer, pressing his forehead against yours. “‘Cause you love me,” he sang softly. “And I love you.”

A small giggle bubbled out of your mouth at his reference to his bandmate. “Good song,” you smiled, missing the way his eyes completely softened at the sound of your tired laugh, the way he squeezed you even closer at the sound.

“I love you, baby,” he said again, leaving a gentle kiss on your nose. You flushed slightly, which only made his endeared smile widen.

“I love you too,” you murmured back, as he cuddled closer to you. He hooked a leg over yours, entangling your limbs to be closer to you and obligingly, you rested your head on his chest.

He burrowed back into the crook of your neck, releasing another satisfied sigh. “My baby.”

You smiled warmly, kissing his chest. “Yeah, Tae. All yours.” You paused, running your hands through his hair. “Go to sleep now,” you instructed gently. “You’re exhausted.”

He let out a tiny whine, but nodded. “Mkay.”

You continued smoothing his hair down, listening as his breaths slowly began to even out, sure he was drifting into sleep, when his husky voice broke the silence.

“You know,” he mumbled. “I‘m going to marry you some day.”

You froze. Of course you froze. Because where the hell did that come from? You pulled back to try to gage his expression, to understand, but with a blink, you realised that Taehyung had fallen fast asleep, his lips slightly parted, hair slipping over his closed eyes.

You breathed out, long and slow. Your boyfriend slept on, oblivious to your thuddinf heart and wide eyes as you held him close.

Taehyung woke next morning to an empty bed. He hated that feeling, when your side of the bed was cold and his arms were wrapped around a pillow instead of around your soft skin.

On the bright side, he could hear you humming in the kitchen, and he could smell the pancakes you were making. The scent made his mouth water, and sure enough, when you returned moments later, holding a tray of pancakes, Nutella, and some aspire in and water, he sat up in delight.

”I don’t deserve you,” he groaned, immediately taking the aspirin and water you offered him. His head was fucking pounding as he swallowed the pills. “Jesus, I drank too much. How’d I even get home?”

Something in your face flickered, for a split second, but then your usual smile made a reappearance. “Jimin brought you,” you said lightly.

Taehyung frowned as he helped himself to some pancakes. “Okay, sweetheart, what did I do? Did I say something or do something stupid last night?”

You jumped. “No,” you said carefully, but Taehyung knew you better. He set down his knife and fork and leaned forward to force you to look at him.

“What did I say?” he asked gently. “I’m sorry, I don’t — ”

“Don’t be sorry,” you said quickly, with a heavy smile. “You — uh, you just told me you were going to marry me one day.”

Taehyung‘s eyes widened so comically huge that you almost burst out laughing.

“Shit,” he exhaled. “I’m sorry, baby, that must have freaked you out, I didn’t mean — ”

“It’s okay!” you said quickly. “It’s okay, you were drunk, you didn’t mean it.”

Taehyung paused. “Wh— what? No, baby, no — no, I meant it. I just wasn‘t planning on dropping it on you like… like that.”

Whej he looked at you nervously, your eyes were round with surprise, a hand partway to your mouth in shock. When you blinked, he realised that slowly, tears were forming at the edge of your eyes, but before he could reach out for you, you spoke.

“You — you want to marry me?” you whispered, eyes shining.

Taehyung went pink, uncharacteristically flustered. “I — yes. Of course. Of course I want to marry you.”

“This isn’t a proposal,” he added hastily. “I don’t think either of us could handle a wedding anytime soon, it’s just — it’s just a promise. For us.” Then he stopped and his eyes widened in panic. “Unless you don’t want to marry me, which is — that’s — ”

“Kim Taehyung, I would marry the shit out of you.” Your voice was quiet, but strong, and the smile he gave you then was fucking radiant. He pulled you into his arms, feeding you a bite of pancake with his fork.

“I want lots of kids,” he suddenly blurted, not sure what possessed him in that moment.

You cocked your head to the side, a teasing grin on your face as you chewed. “How many?”

“Five,” he confessed, and you choked on the pancake.

“Five?” you echoed in disbelief. “Fuck no. Do you know how hard labour is?”

He smiled sheepishly, mouth full of pancake. “Four?”

“Three,” you said stubbornly. Really, you could be convinced to go for four, but you wanted to be a little shit sometimes.

He pouted and you stuck your tongue out.

“I hope they look like you,” you admitted suddenly, as you admired his smile, his tousled hair, his flawless bone structure.

“No, I hope they have your eyes,” he said suddenly, his face moving close to yours as his intense gaze roved your face. “And your nose. And my hair colour and cheekbones. Our children are going to be the prettiest people alive.”

Your heart did cartwheels at his ‘our children’ and when you leant forward to kiss him, you could have sworn that right then, you were the happiest person alive. Talking about all your forevers with your person, your Taehyung — your heart warmed more than you thought was possible.

“Can you imagine?” he said softly, brushing your hair with his fingers. His eyes glazed over, and a wistful smile graced his lips. “A little us running around. I can’t wait.”

You beamed at the thought. “Me too,” you breathed, sinking back into your lover’s arms as he pressed a gentle kiss to your hair. “I can’t wait.”

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⟶ pairing: jeon jungkook x fem!reader

⟶ genre: vampire!jungkook / college au / friends-to-lovers + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 9,784

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: being jungkook’s best friend means you’re used to his strange and chaotic ways but lately he’s been acting a little too strange, like thinking he’s turned into a vampire kind of strange.

⟶ warnings: pretty much a crack fic!!!, dumbass new world vampire jungkook who is completely incompetent as a vampire, general dumbass-to-lovers shenanigans, twilight references, sweet love making, dry humping, jungkook comes in his pants, riding, marking, biting, a brief mention of blood (so blood play?), breast play, fondling, possession kink??, oral sex (f receiving), cum eating, clit play, fingering, missionary, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie

⟶ note: happy halloween!!!👻 to celebrate, here is my fic for the nightmare on tumblr.com collab with the lovelies @underthejoon @bratkook @junghelioseok​ @hobidreams @kpopfanfictrash @suga-kookiemonster !!! pls keep an eye out for their fics when they drop bc it’s going to be fangtastic! this fic was inspired by an old tumblr post i’ve seen but i’ve since lost the link to it! also dedicating this fic to the loml @rockwithwoo​ !! <3

Jungkook’s been acting strange lately.

Then again, Jungkook’s always been strange ━ like the text-you-at-all-hours-of-the day strange, drop by your house unannounced when it’s two in the morning and he’s craving burgers from the diner down the street strange; or send you one of his many unsolicited memes (yes, like quoting dead Vines and dumb Tiktoks and forwarding you horrendous selfies you’ve sent him and snapshots he’s taken of you when you’re least expecting it) from his repertoire at any given moment strange (because he seems to have a meme for every occasion. No, seriously. Like, every occasion).

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old-timey kinda’ love.

summary:  yoongi has found something in you he never thought he could have. pairing: min yoongi x reader genre: pure fluff  rating: pg-13 word count: 1k tags/warnings: many kisses, mention of tongue (don’t look at me), this one made me feel too fluffy jasdj

a/n: for @captainorangegoose​, courtneyyy! i’m like kind of embarrassed to share this, idk like apparently i translate yoongi fluff to kissing. but you asked for good ol’ fashioned fluff so i hope i’ve delivered with this fic. i hope even more that you like it though. thank you for supporting me always <3 

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october drabble event mlist

You loved when Yoongi was like this. When life wasn’t hanging over him like a helicopter, no concerns about a stray camera finding the two of you caught up in love, your privacy splayed for judging eyes to see. When Yoongi wasn’t thinking or worrying whether you knew enough how much he loved you. Craved you. Needed you.

It always made you chuckle, the times he would show that extra attention to you after hanging out with the large group mixed between your friends and his. He’d find you wherever you were, in the kitchen was the last place; you had arrived home after spending dinner and the late hours with everyone. Yoongi came up behind you and rubbed your arms before slipping his around you, his breathy laugh ghosting over your neck after he pulled your hair to one side. Veiny hands (that you loved to see wrapped around you) scaling your body with care, but you could feel his determination for you to know he wanted you. He always did, even in the moments he was too shy to kiss you in front of others or even hold you.

But now, he wasn’t afraid, the two of you alone in his studio. He texted you earlier to stop by and have some dinner with him. His excuse was he ordered too much food but you knew at first sight when he opened the door, his pale cheeks pink with blush from seeing you, he just missed you.

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How about spicy post workout 🌺koo drabble (because sweaty jungboobs in ptd concert) 👀👀👀👀👀

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

genre: smut (not actual sex but still), fluff, established relationship, slice of life, non-idol au

word count: i have no idea, for once i didn’t write this in word docs lol

a/n: okayyyy, so 👀 i got some very spicy scenarios but for now i thought this one better fit this couple. doesn’t mean the other ones won’t be written at some point bc i honestly loved them lmao. anyway, i hope you guys enjoy!

Entering your shared place, Jeongguk was excitedly greeted by your pup — both his attention and affection going to your fluffy son for a few seconds before he heard the water running in the bathroom. That had him furrowing his eyebrows, throwing his bag on the couch before he made his way over where the sound was coming from.

It was past 8pm now, and you were supposed to be at a small get together with your friends from work — one that you had asked him to tag along with, yet he had refused to, since he wanted you to have fun without having to worry about him —although you had argued over that in a heartbeat—. Instead, he had decided to go to the gym while you were supposed to get ready.

So, it was fair to say he was quite surprised when he opened the bathroom’s door and you were just now taking a shower.

“I thought the shower would be free” he teasingly said, earning a small jump from you, as you had not expected him to be home so soon.

Pulling the curtains back enough for your face to peek through them while your body remained covered, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. Messy, wet hair falling slightly over his forehead, as you couldn’t help but notice the sweat running down his face and neck, giving him a particular kind of glow that made your knees go weak every single time.

“You could’ve showered at the gym, you know?” you teased him back, watching him amusedly roll his eyes at you before you went back to remove the last bit of conditioner left on your hair.

“I only went to the building’s one, I would much rather shower at the comfort of my home” he nodded to himself. “Didn’t know my late ass girl would be still here”.

“I took a nap that I wasn’t supposed to,” you shamefully confessed. “But I just got done”.

Said and done, you turned the water off, carefully reaching for the towel you had brought with you. Only that Jeongguk was faster, pulling the curtains back without notice and holding the fabric up for you.

Smiling shyly, you got out of the shower, letting him dry your body before he placed the towel around it. And then, before you could thank him, his arms were tightly wrapped around you, too — chin resting on your shoulder as he hugged you from behind.

“What are you doing?”

“Loving you” he simply replied, peppering small kisses from your naked shoulder to the crook of your neck.

“Yah, you’re all sweaty” you breathily whined, uselessly trying to remove his hands from your waist.

“You don’t complain when I’m all sweaty on top of you”.

The heat didn’t wait to reach your cheeks, lightly shoving him back with your shoulder to let him know what his words had done to you.

“Am I wrong?” he smirked, tightening his arms around you.

“I just showered, though” you avoided his question. “And you’re making me all dirty again”.

“Okay then” he finally removed his strong arms from you, taking a step back and placing his hands at the end of his tank top so he could pull it over his head. “I’ll just leave you alone to get ready”.

The moment he took his t-shirt off, though, the least you wanted was for him to leave you alone. Au contraire, all you wanted were his arms around you once again.

Ever since he got promoted at work and hence he got more free time, he had been more into working out than he ever was before. And although you had never been too lowkey when it came to staring at him, lately you could just not seem to take your eyes off him.

Especially not now, when his glistening, toned chest, was only a meter away from you.

“Aren’t you going to our bedroom now so you can change?” he pushed it, knowing all too well what he was doing to you when he took his sweatpants off as well.

“You’re such a tease” you huffed.

Jeongguk chuckled, pulling you towards him by your wrist — mouth temptingly brushing against yours. “How am I teasing you, petal?”

“You know how” you glared at him before your eyes unconsciously focused on his pink mouth.

A knowing smile curved up his lips, fixing a wet strand of hair behind your ear.

“All I’m doing is try and get ready to take a shower”.

“Oh, shut up” you breathed out when you were done with his not so innocent games, placing your hand on the nape of his neck and pulling him down to your lips.

Letting out a small hum, he didn’t wait to deepen the kiss, tightly wrapping his arms around your waist and walking you backwards just enough for your back to press against the wall.

With your hands faintly scratching their way down his smooth back, you opened your mouth for his tongue to massage yours — only for him to later hush one of your moans, the moment he had softly pulled on your hair.

That evening, though, you felt like turning the tables around. So, knowing he was ticklish on his sides, you ran your hands down his hot skin, causing him to pull slightly away out of reflex, and taking that brief second as your cue to place your lips on his neck.

Having his head tilting to the side as a small groan escaped his mouth, he gave you all the time and space you needed to tease him. Watching a small mark show up on his skin, you placed a few more kisses on the sensitive spot, hearing his breathing become heavier and placing your hands on his chest as it moved up and down — a choked moan coming out of his lips when your mouth made its way down to replace them.

Both missing your mouth on his and feeling like he would lose it if you kept teasing his by now quite sensitive nipples, Jeongguk placed two fingers below your chin to pull you back up, so his lips could hungrily crash on yours and take back the control he had just lost.

It was only when your fingertips played with the waistband of his underwear and his hands were firmly placed on the curve of your back to pull you closer and create the friction his hardening member was so badly craving for, that you tried to pull away.

“Wait, wait” you placed a hand on his chest for him to keep his distance, while the other one went to the top of the towel around your body. “My towel is sliding down”.

“Isn’t that the whole point?” he smiled.

Moving his kisses down to your shoulder, he peppered a few of them before his hand removed yours, and with that your towel slid down to your feet — lingering lips wasting no time in making their way down to the naked skin on your chest.

“Are you showering with me?” his low voice sent shivers down your spine.

“I just did, and I’m supposed to be out in less than an hour” you reminded him. “Plus, something tells me you’re not planning on just showering”.

Jeongguk pouted, going back to press another kiss to your mouth. “I can be fast” his words had the corners of your lips curving up, as his mouth once again pressed to yours. “Or you can stay home with me…”

You bit down on your bottom lip. “I don’t know…”

“I can make you feel good” he gently bit your earlobe.

“So can do a night out with my friends” you taunted him.

“Yah,” he nuzzled your neck. “I need you”.

You laughed under your breath, pressing a chaste kiss on his head. Truth was, you could never say no to your needy boyfriend. But, fuck, did you enjoy teasing him.

“Are you getting this needy every time you work out now?”

“Are you looking at me like you did before every time I sweat now?” he bit back.

“If you always look this irresistible…”

Jeongguk chuckled. “You always look irresistible to me. I guess there you have your answer”.

Deciding to say nothing and instead contemplating one last time on whether you should stay home with your boyfriend or go out with your friends like you had planned to, you found yourself internally laughing.

As if you even needed to make a choice.

“If they call me and ask why I didn’t go, you are picking up and making up an excuse for me”.

“Or…” he trailed off, swollen lips hovering yours and warm hands dangerously wandering down your body. “We turn your phone off so we can have tonight all to ourselves”.

Oh, you would definitely make him come up with an excuse. But that could be the next day. Tonight, you were just giving in to his wishes and enjoying one another with no one else to bother you.

“I’m not walking out on you.”

yoongi x reader (oc) genre: angst beta readers: @aurorassadprosee; @stayjimin​  word count: 6.3K

a/n: Ok lovelies, there’s no resolution to the fight in this yet lol. Reader/Kid is experiencing frustration along with a confusing mix of emotions and Yoongi is trying to keep up and make amends and yeah. I guess it’s just like sad? and frustrating? Anyways, here’s 6.3K words of Kid denying her emotions and pretending to not care nearly as much as she does. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) 

Staring at the back of your boyfriend’s head, you picked at your nails nervously. He was busy, you knew that, but he was always busy these days. One cancelled plan is understandable, hell even the second cancellation was valid with his line of work, but that didn’t keep you from feeling a bit rejected. You wanted to spend time with him and those desires were starting to take over your impulses as well as your emotions.

As he clicked away on his keyboard, one headphone over his ear as the other was pulled off in case you called for his attention, you worked up the courage to do just that. It’s just Yoongi, you thought to yourself. The worst he would do is tell you he can’t spare the time for you later, you could handle that, even if you didn’t want to hear any variation of rejection from him. Sighing at yourself, you sat up straight on his studio couch. “Hey, Yoongi?”

A hum met your ears as he quickly clicked a few more things on his monitor before pulling the headphones down to rest around his neck. “What’s up, Kid?” He asked, turning around in his chair to face you. He was so clueless to everything swirling around your head, and that was both assuring and frustrating. If he wasn’t concerned then that should be a good sign, right? But then again, if there was no problems on his horizon then why were you so stressed from your point of view?

“Are you gonna be busy tonight?” You asked, an edge of tentativeness in your tone that Yoongi easily picked up on. A pout slowly formed on his lips as he looked back at his monitor and thought for a moment.

“I don’t have to be,” he mumbled, looking back to you with a soft gaze.

“Yeah?” You questioned, staring at him intently. “It’s ok if you need to work, it’s just, I was thinking we could hang out just the two of us. Without work.” You waited for him to respond but he made no move to speak, simply watching you carefully instead. “It’s just you’ve been so busy and it’s been a few weeks since we hung out just us two without some sort of work invol-” you began to ramble on, over-explaining yourself out of nervousness.

“Kid, it’s ok, we can have a date night,” he interrupted you, flashing you a small gummy grin, entertained by your almost shy behavior. It was rare that he saw you act this way. Normally, you adored that smile, always wanting to see more of it. But the situation was becoming humiliating for you, as though you were begging for his attention; as though you weren’t ok without it. The smile taunted you and your vulnerability. “Wanna go out, or just at your place?”

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Never, Never Fall (myg)

Summary- A year after you broke off your engagement to the man you imagined spending forever with, he invites you to dinner out of the blue. 

word count- 7.9k (welp went over the 3k! 😅)

pairing- rapper!Yoongi x Reader 

rating- R

genre- angst, fluff, light smut, exes to lovers

warnings- allusions to depression, talks of low self esteem, semi-explicit smut including unprotected vanilla sex, a little (read: a lot) of crying, soft!Yoongi, workaholic!Yoongi, kindof idol!Yoongi (it’s Agust D y’all)

reading note- italics signify flashbacks.

a.n- This was commissioned by the lovely @bulletproofgucci for the army for aapi event. Thank you so much for your donation, Kristen and I hope this piece lives up to your standards! Remember you said not to be afraid to make it hurt 😉

Please consider donating and checking out the resources ARMY advocates has compiled!

A huge shout out to @hobiandsprite​ and @imyourhobiii​ for beta reading! You guys really be out here making sure I don’t sound like a dumbo 💕Also, thank you so much to @oftenderweapons​​, @casuallyimagining​​, @taegularities​​, and @hobiandsprite​​ for helping me brainstorm the ending and easing my worries through my random writer’s block.

As always feedback appreciated, a reblog and a like goes a far way. Send me an ask! 💌

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With a hand raised over your eyes, you blocked the late evening sun as you stepped out onto the sidewalk, stumbling a little over a crack. Despite the sun still beaming overhead, the autumn air was crisp, a dry burn over your face as you walked towards the restaurant, leaves crunching under your Chelseas. 

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Tesselation

Summary: Yoongi loves being your good boy W/C: 2,489 Genre: smut, fluff Tags: Idol!AU, unprotected sex, blowjob, riding, cream pie

Yoongi is aware that it’s hard. 

Being apart from you is hard on him as well, for every second that passes seems more daunting than before. Sure, his world doesn’t revolve entirely around you and vice versa, but he still has not figured out just how to cope without your body beside him. 

Your scent has become his home, the smell of your shampoo residing neatly in the back of his mind where he keeps all of his memories of you. You’re there, all the time. 

He’s taken a new appreciation for when you are beside him, though. Even if it’s something as simple as now– your head resting on his chest while a movie plays in the back round. His hoodie covers your figure and a blanket rests on each of your legs, you’re both entwined with each other. Legs locked and the sound of your soft breathing securing his emotions. 

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mind of mine

summary: you, a data scientist, have always found comfort in numbers and analysis. and there’s jungkook, a tattoo artist who has always been in your orbit, just on the edge. for years. attraction has swirled between you both from the beginning, but neither of you seem to do anything about it. until now. pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc warnings: alcohol, cursing, driving without a helmet, smut in later chapters, toxic friendship/dynamics a/n: i’ll try to post this twice a week…but no promises. and yeah this is based off of some zayn songs across all 3 albums<3

one. GOOD YEARS two. BRIGHT three. WRONG four. BORDERSZ five. REAR VIEW six. RAINBERRY seven. IF I GOT YOU eight.  TIO nine. UNFUCKWITABLE ten. TIGHTROPE eleven. IMPRINT twelve. WHEN LOVE’S AROUND

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what did jungkook and jieun discuss?

last update: july 18; main story is COMPLETE

expecting (the unexpected) with bts

genre: fluff and pregnancy!au

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of insecurity, overall bangtan being soft over the thought of starting a family with you so proceed into this disgustingly fluffy trap with caution

note: okay so me promising to finally post my long awaited yoonkook fic was a fucking lie - so please have my unnecessarily cute indulgence into dad!bangtan. also, this is over 7k words so please with the utmost respect shoot me :)

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chapped. myg

pairing: min yoongi x female!reader

genre: the softest of smuts, domestic!au, do not interact if you’re under 18

summary: having injured his shoulder and unable to preform, the only thing yoongi has to look forward to are your lazy mornings spent in bed

warnings: unprotected sex, sloppy kisses, bulging kink, slight size kink, body worship, the most disgustingly sweet fluff, soft!yoongi, he also has a big dick

word count: 3.3k, a baby fic if you will

note: this was written while yoongi was out sick, please enjoy some filthy domestic antics

Sharp aches tightening around his arm was what woke Yoongi from his deep slumber, stirring from sleep with a soft sigh once the familiar dull pain inflicted against his sore muscles.

Having undergone recent surgery he was left to fend for himself back at the dorms, the others embarking on tour without him. He tried to welcome the rare peace and quiet, giving him a chance to finally bask in the tranquility of their shared space without the loud chattering or playful fighting disrupting him in the background. He almost appreciated the emptiness, being able to concentrate on his music more and finally reading the books he swore to get back to but always left to collect dust in the corner of his room, but he couldn’t stop his heart from yearning the other boys, missing their overdramatic ways and pestering. He missed Jin popping in to make sure that he wasn’t overworking himself, Namjoon giving him advice on his new tracks, Jungkook playing video games with him when he was free; just the overall dysfunctional family unit they seemed to create in the messy dormitory.

Except - as he lolled his head over to the right - you were filling the void.

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ravenous (M) | jjk

➛pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader ➛genre: vampire!AU, vampire!Jungkook, human reader, smut, humor, fluff, porn with minimal plot.  ➛word count: 3486 ➛rating: M ➛warnings: Mentions of blood, mentions of blood drinking, cursing, heavy petting, making out, marking/biting, fingering. Pretty tame for a vamp fic.  ➛summary: Jungkook may be a lethal creature of the night, but that doesn’t mean he’s impervious to crushes, especially on his beautiful boss. Now if he could only make his move.  ➛notes: I’m a dingus. This fic was written for the @bangtanshadowfamily​  Halloween Event, The Creatures of Moonlight Manor. Today, the first day, is in honor of Jeon Jungkook - but for some reason I was convinced this was due tomorrow. I don’t know why I’m like this. So while it was a bit rushed, I hope you all still enjoy sweet endearing vamp baby kookie. It’s also my submission for the theme of ‘Monster’ for October’s mini project in @thebtswritersclub​ (because sexy monsters are still valid). Also, extra love to @quinnkook​ and @jimins-ass-eater​ who helped me with the premise and the world of Saccharine. Love you, bbs. 🖤 ➛song:  POISON - GOT7 & Singularity - BTS 

“So, are you going to talk to her tonight?” 

“Hmm, who? Y/N?” Jungkook feels the rush of blood to his cheeks without having to check in the mirror in front of him, and it makes him all the more shy. “I don’t know, Tae. She’s probably busy.” 

The older male scoffs, plopping down in a chair next to him in the dressing room, kicking his feet up onto the counter. It was Friday, so the club had been busy, however instead of looking tired his brother was practically glowing, the usual pallor given way to a warm gold, eyes bright and sharp. 

“Jungkook, she’s not busy - she just got off work, just like you did.” His words sound harsh, but the look he gives the younger vampire is gentle, encouraging. “Plus, I heard she was asking for you again.” 

This gives Jungkook pause, his undead heart leaping a bit in his chest. “Really?”

Before he could respond, the door to the dressing room slams open, Jimin and Hoseok coming to join them in their post blood drunk bliss. 

“Yeah, probably because she heard you’re not drinking still,” Jimin huffs, gracefully darting the elbow Hoseok tried to drop on him at his bluntness. “What? Don’t boo me, I’m right.”

The chorus of heavy sighing from two of the four vampires was honestly impressive.

“Yes, you may be right, technically-” Hoseok starts, coming to lean against the counter and face the younger men. “But also, it’s pretty obvious Y/N is soft for you, Kook. She’s been doting on you ever since you met.” 

Jungkook chewed his lip, contemplating the words. Were you really soft for him? 

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