Maybe I Do | Kth. Masterlist

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?

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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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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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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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.

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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