IF YOUR BOYFRIEND MAKES JOKES ABOUT YOUR BODY, WEIGHT, EATING DISORDER, RECOVERY, ETC, MAKE A JOKE ABOUT

IF YOUR BOYFRIEND MAKES JOKES ABOUT YOUR BODY, WEIGHT, EATING DISORDER, RECOVERY, ETC, MAKE A JOKE ABOUT HOW HE’S SINGLE AND THEN WALK OUT THE DOOR BECAUSE THAT IS SOME FUCKEN BULLSHIT AND YOU ARE A BAD BITCH WHO DESERVES BETTER OK OK

When Ryan says, “the mystery will remain unsolved”

Harry Styles saying “Hi, baby”

©  drei

Ryan Bergara is so god damn cute sometimes like in the newest video he literally jumps up and down yelling for a ghost like an excited lil short kid. Hes so adorable when we see how short he is compared to our giant Shane Madej. Actually hes adorable all the time.

poly!NamJin Imagine

Paring: NamJin x reader 

Words: about 1.6k

Warnings: swearing, lil but of smut at the end, shitty writing, this isn't edited so... yup...also hints at Sope/Yoonseok and Vminkook

a/n: wish me luck bitch, this is the first time I've written for BTS sooo..

You sighed and looked around the cozy coffee shop you owned. You weren't much of a coffee person, you were a tea person, but you were damn good at making all types of coffee, tea, hot chocolate, and all types of sweet goodies you could think of. 

You started to reflect on the past couple of years of your life. 

You came to South Korea in your sophomore year of college. You majored in Korean History. All your life people admired you for having an ear for languages. You learned Spanish fluently in just shy of a year. You always admired the Korean dialect so you decided to attempt to learn it. 

You picked it up flawlessly. 

When your professor took note of your devotion to the Korean culture, past and present, he told you about a program you could invest in. He told you that for your sophomore year and until you graduate, you could go to South Korea and study at a beautiful college there. 

You ended up looking into the program your university had to offer and within six months into your sophomore year, you were shipped off to South Korea for the next three years. 

In your junior year you met Kim Namjoon. You fell in love with his adorable dimples and his gorgeous, but sometimes endearingly awkward, personality. You had been talking to him, in person and via text for about a month when he introduced you to his boyfriend. You remember that day like it was yesterday.

It was mid November, there was a nice autumn breeze sweeping around you and your favorite library as you sat at a table outside, enjoying the nice weather. The gentle breeze made your long, yellow woven sweater billow around your black Doc Martins. 

You let out a nervous sigh, Namjoon wanted to introduce you to his boyfriend, Seokjin, today. While you were disappointed he was taken, you couldn't blame this man you’ve never met, Namjoon was one hell of a catch. 

You heard the crunching of red and golden leaves behind you as people approached you. 

A large, warm hand settled itself of your shoulder. You look and your eyes meet the dazzling, sparkling eyes of Kim Namjoon. 

You smiled widely and stood up to give him a hug. 

“Y/n! I’ve missed you!”

“Oh stop, man, we saw each other like last week,” you smile, endeared by his enthusiasm to see you again. 

“I know, just too long. Anyway,” Namjoon begun, placing his hand on the other man’s lower back, “this is my lovely boyfriend, Seokjin, or as many call him, Jin.” Jin shifted his soft gaze from Namjoon to you.

Your eyes met and it was like... well it was frighteningly similar to when you made eye contact with Namjoon, but yet so different. You felt this nagging need to love and protect this man with broad shoulders in front of you. 

You felt like you'd been staring at him for ages, but in reality it’d only been a few seconds. You coughed to try and rid your former thoughts, “I’m- uh, I’m Y/n,” you stuttered out.

“Hi, y/n, I’m Seokjin, but you can call me Jin,” Seokjin threw you a dazzling smile that you couldn’t help but return

You smiled thinking about that day. Namjoon later told you that he’d told Jin about you and that he thought you’d be a great addition to their duo. They weren’t looking for another partner, but as Namjoon got to know you, he thought you’d fit right in. And Seokjin thought the same thing. 

You had been with them since junior year. That was about three years ago. You graduated from uni and went back to home and packed up your things to move right back to South Korea, what you now call home.

You look up at the clock, it reads 6:48. It was twelve minutes until closing time. You cleaned up on the counter and went in the back to straighten up. 

You hung up your apron, grabbed your bag, felt your jean pocket to make sure your phone was there and headed out the door. You had your own cozy little apartment about five blocks from your shop, but your boyfriends preferred you stayed with them at the dorm. They say it’s cause they get lonely and miss you, you internally squeal every time they say that, God their too fucking good for this world.

You made your was to their dorm, which was a short walk of three blocks too the left of your shop. As you farther approached the dorm you fished out you keys from your bag, Jin and Joonie had gifted you a key to the dorm one Valentines Day, you cried your eyes out that day, but what could you say, your were so touched. 

The door swung open and you stepped in, setting your keys in the dish beside the front door.

The cold air nipped at your skin as you made your way to the thermostat on the far wall of the living room. You flipped the light on in the hallway as you made your way to Joonie’s and Jin’s room you dumped your bag in the swivel chair in the corner of the room. 

You went back through the living room to the kitchen to start dinner. No one was home, your boys and the other five residing at the studio for the next hour and a half, enough time for them to get back and for whoever wanted to shower to do so before dinner was ready.

The boys always said your food was special because it wasn’t their typical dinner, it was a bit of a mix up. You typically prepared dinner every Friday night, tonight you were making Chicago style deep dish pizza. 

You had tuned on some music as you cooked. You were in your cooking zone so you hadn’t heard the door open and close and seven sweaty bodies entered the dorm. 

“Woah,that smells really good!” Jimin exclaims as he entered the kitchen, Yoongi and Taehyung following close behind him. 

You almost jumped out of your skin, “Jesus fucking Christ- sorry,” you apologized for your particularly vulgar language 

You turn down the music as you turn around to greet the group of men that had pilled into the kitchen and dinning space.

“Yikes, sorry to give you a scare,” Taehyung flashed his boxy smile, letting you know they were in no way sorry. 

“Yeah whatever, dude,” you jokingly waved him off as you look at the timer on the oven to see how long the pizzas had left. 

“How’s my favorite girl?” Namjoon asks, finally entering the kitchen, his lanky arms enveloping you in a warm back hug, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Meh, pretty good, just makin’ pizza,” you turn your head to smile and wink at him.

“Smells good.”

“It’ll be ready in half an hour if anyone wants to take a shower before it’s done,” you announce to the other five in the room. You hear various murmurs and footsteps exiting the room leaving you and Namjoon alone.

“Where’s our dashing boyfriend?” you ask Joon.

“He's right here, princess, no need to worry,” Seokjin announces with a smile as he enters the kitchen.

Namjoon drops his arms from right under your chest to your waist so Jin can embrace you as well. 

“I missed you guys,”you mumble into Jin’s pink sweatshirt clad chest, gripping the cotton loosely in your fist.

 You subconsciously recognize they’re surrounding you leaving you with no escape, not that your complaining.

You felt Namjoon’s chest rumble as he chuckled and felt Jin smile into your hair, “We missed you too, baby girl.” You smile at his comment and bask in their warmth for the next couple minutes.

Jin helped you set the table, eight table places. Everyone loved the pizza, of course, you made it with love. Everyone finished the pizza, the table conversation consisting of how practice went and a crazy customer you encountered today. 

Yoongi and Jungkook helped you with the dishes. You washing, Yoongi drying and Jungkook putting away. **

“Thanks you guys,” you smiled at the two boys.

“No problem, Noona!” Jungkook chirped back, his cute bunny teeth appearing with the smile he flashed you.

“Ditto,” Yoongi muttered

Jungkook skipped out of the room to find his boyfriends, aka the rest of the maknae line. Yoongi sauntered off to find his personal human sunshine. 

You finished putting the leftovers in a Tupperware container and into the fridge.

You made your way to Namjoon and Jin’s room and heard soft music playing trough the door. You unnecessarily knock on the door, signaling your coming in. You open the door to find Jin straddling Namjoon, his hips grinding down slowly onto Joon’s bulge. 

“Oh, you started without me?”

Jin moaned and nuzzled his nose into Namjoon’s neck as he bucked his hips up into the older man’s grinding. Namjoon looked up at you from his spot on the bed. “Mhm,” he hummed in approval, “it’s never too late to join us though.”

Namjoon kissed the shell of Jin’s ear and whispered something you couldn't decipher. 

He looked up from the crook of Joonie’s neck and up at you. The smirk that appeared on his face and he rose from Namjoon’s lap to approach you drenched your panties. He slowly stalked towards you as Namjoon also rose from the bed.

Soon you were trapped between two long, warm bodies, steamy kissed being shared between the three of you. 

You were kissing Jin’s neck and he kissed Joon above you. Your shirt had been discarded along with your bra and skirt leaving you in just your pink panties and Namjoon and Seokjin fully clothed.

You whimper as Jin’s fingers dance over your clothed slit. He smirked as he expertly located your clit you whimpered louder and fisted his sweatshirt in your hand. 

The two men chuckled above you and you knew you were in for a long night

**Lmao when I was a kid my brothers and I used to call whoever put away the dishes the ‘putter-awayer’ lmaooooo 

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