sublime-samantha

dumb bitch hours are as follows: 24/7, 365

she/her23 - sept virgopls someone tell me how to stop being a stupid bitch all the time, cause i can’t seem to figure it out and i’m gettin tired of being dumb af

190 posts

Lifes Sweetestmoments

life’s sweetest moments

pairing: (bts) ot7 x reader

word count: 2.0k

warnings: swearing, probs shitty grammar, THE TERM BITCH IS USED ENDEARINGLY and if that triggers you, sorry,, my friends and I do that so its a habit, plus I think it’s cute....

a/n: ya girl been seein Black-haired Bangtan™️,,, and ya girl has been VERY triggered, they lookin like snaccs,,,, I was also inspired by @hepataetis ‘s jiae’s ot7 head cannons which were *kisses fingertips* beautiful. also... sorry bitches I been GONE I feel soooo bad, dude. this blog has been a desert, I been so gone and I got zeRO excuses. sorry b

masterlist

▫️game night▫️

“boy you needa stop, yo fine ass is cheating so hard right now,” you exclaim as you shield your cards away from Taehyung’s prying eyes.

“bitch! what about him!” Tae exclaims and points at Jungkook accusingly.

you whip your head around in just enough time to see Jungkook quickly look away from your cards which were angled towards him in an attempt to hide them from the original cheater.

“DUDE! what the fuck? you were supposed to NOT cheat on me!” you pout at kookie with a stink eye.

“Woah! whose cheating on our little angel?” Hobi asks as he comes back into the room with Yoongi in tow, caring a large red bowl of popcorn for the six other residents on the floor of the dorm’s living room.

“hey, I thought I was the little angel!” Jimin huffs from the other side of the circle the eight of you had formed.

“you are, baby, the cutest angel we’ve ever seen,” Namjoon smiles at Jimin and pinches his cheek affectionately.

"what about me? what am I, chopped liver?” you joke winking at Jimin, who smiles at you shyly after your wink.

“you’re our little girl.”

your head shoots up at the response. Tae smirks at you as he brings his hand up to brush a lock of hair behind your ear. He leans down and kisses the shell of your ear, hot, wet pants leaving his mouth as he smirked against your ear.

“yah! Tae stop it, this is family friendly game night. does someone need to be put in-between the two of you?” Jin smiled at the two of you, seriousness creeping into his tone. he may or may not have been a little serious at separating the two of you.

once everyone settled down, it was Yoongi’s turn to go.

“I believe I know who did it, it was the yellow guy-”

“his name is Colonel Mustard.”

“get the fuck outta here, Kook. the murder was Colonel Mustard with the candle stick, in the mother fucking bathroom.” Yoongi pulled out the three cards that were placed in the little yellow confidential folder at the start of the game. he looks at the cards and proceeded to flick them across the room victoriously as he got up and danced his adorable little victory dance.

“damn, I was about to guess the same thing.”

“that’s too bad, babe. ya snooze, ya snooze, Hobi.”

you giggled as Yooni continued to shake around and taunt the others.

you love game night. correction, you love your boys.

▫️soft mornings▫️

your eyes flutter open to see Namjoon beside you still blissfully asleep, his eyes moving behind his eyelids, his eyelashes brushing his cheekbones softly.

the harsh morning rays of the sun filter through the curtains and bathe the room in a soft golden glow. the sunlight makes Namjoon’s skin glow as you admire him through sleepy eyes.

you raise your hand to lightly brush the hair that had fallen into Namjoon’s eyes. as you rake your hands through his black locks, his eyes flutter open to meet your adoring eyes.

“g’ ‘morning,” he croaks in his husk morning voice.

“a good morning it is,” you smile at the beautiful man in front of you.

you lift your head off the pillow just enough to look around the room in search for the other boy who should be in bed with the two of you as well. but alas, Taehyung is nowhere to be seen.

the sound of socks sliding then stumbling on the hardwood floor outside in the hallway turn your attention to the door before Jungkoook, Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jin are in the doorway, looking quite disheveled.

Jucgkook’s face light up at the sight of you and Namjoon cuddled up together under the duvet. his smile turns into a smirk as an evil plan formulates in his head.

Jungkook and Taehying smile at each other as they join hands and run creep towards the bed.

“no, don’t, c’mon, its like nine in the morning,” you whine as you realize what the two are up to.

Tae’s boxy smile appears along with Kookie’s bunny smile as they dash to the warm bed in which you reside. the two children men giggle as they jump onto the bed and on to you and Namjoon.

Namjoon smiles sleepily at Jungkook as he wraps an arm around the maknae’s waist after he fell atop the rapper.

Taehyung flashes you his adorable boxy smile as he looks into your eyes that makes you absolutely melt into the bedsheets. you wrap your unoccupied left arm around his neck as his head falls into the crook of your neck and giggles.

Hoseok grins at their antics and spring into the middle of the small dog pile on the soft sheets of the bed. Hobi wiggles himself in between yourself and Namjoon, a very difficult task if I must say. He lays himself on his back as he looks up at Jungkook and Taehyung.

“aish, you guys are too cute.”

the five of you turn your heads towards the voice coming from the doorway.

Seokjin is standing there in a large, soft pastel pink sweatshirt with handsome embroidered on the left breast accompanied by a small rose. you had gotten it for him for his birthday two years ago. despite it’s two year- and counting- lifespan, it was still in pristine condition thanks to Jin’s delicate care whilst washing it.

he smiles gently at the sight in front of him, he couldn’t stop grinning if he wanted to.

“breakfast is almost ready, you guys are the last to get up,” Jin winks a the two of you, well aware of the activities that happened in this room last night between you, Namjoon, and Tae. he’s well aware that himself and Jeon did just the same thing in the latter’s bedroom.

“even Yoongi-hyung is up before you guys,” Hoseok lifts his head up from where it resides in your neck to beam up at you with adoring, sparkling eyes.

Seokjin saunters towards the pile of limbs on the bed and lightly shakes Kooke’s and Tae’s legs, compelling them to get up. the two boys reluctantly untangle themselves from yourself and Namjoon, followed by Hoseok.

the trio practically bounce of the room, excitement running through their veins at the anticipation of the breakfast Seokjin has prepared for the eight residents in the dorm.

Seokjin sits down beside you on the bed, leans over you, and kisses Namjoon on the forehead and brushes the hair out of his eyes, a product of Jungkook’s playing and messing with it when they were cuddled on top of each other just moments ago.

Jin then leans down and kisses your forehead and brushes a stray hair behind your ear.

“the others are waiting for you in the kitchen, my loves.”

▫️the arcade ▫️

“we promise we’ll be good! best behavior, we swear it. just, please can we go?” Hoseok pleads with you. the dancer has been itching to play skii-ball and pac-man for what seems like ages. he does not plan on letting up on you anytime in the near future.

you look up from your book and into Hoseok’s eyes. he's kneeling infront of you with big pleading eyes, eyebrows furrowed with the pout painted on his face.

you close your eyes and let out a sigh of defeat.

once the sound enters Hobi’s ears, he leaps to his feet and shouts out in victory. this causes a few heads to pop up and broad smiles to spread across the faces of the rest of the boys’ faces.

“don't get excited too fast, boys,” you say as you shut your book and rise to your feet.

shoulders slump as disappointed sighs and annoyed groans fill the room.

“you seven have to be on your absolute best behavior. I will not be scolded again by Bang for your rowdy behavior like last time. the world is your playground, but sometimes that playground is in public and around other people and have rules about wearing shoes,” you look pointedly at Taehyung, “just pinky swear you bunch will be on your best behavior.”

the boys light up at your statement. shouts of agreement fly out of the hyper boys’ mouths.

Hobi surges forward and swoops you into his arms and swings you around as he giggles in excitement. you smile fondly at his actions, your slight annoyance melting away at the sight of his happiness.

the rest of the boys follow the dancer’s lead and form a group hug around you and bask in the love.

“hyung, come join, we wanna hug you too!” Jungkook exclaims.

heads turn to look at Yoongi who was hovering around the back of a chair, unsure if he wanted to join the love fest happening in the middle of the living room.

hearing Kookie call out to him, a small smile forms on his lips as he feels himself go soft, though he would deny it ever happened if confronted. he saunters towards the seven of you laughing at the cheers everyone lets out.

. : .

things go smoothly at the arcade, much to your surprise. you’ve been at Dave and Busters for about an hour and you’ve decided to take a break and sit at the booth that Tae nicknames home base, cause we’ll comeback here for our food and more money for coins and it’s where we’ll be together, just like our real home!

you’re scrolling on your instagram feed for the time being, you were in dire need of a break from six consecutive rounds of skii-ball with Hobi.

Yoongi slides in the booth beside you. you look up at him and he smiles down at you. you lean up and slowly mold your lips to his. the kiss is slow as the two of you pour your love into the kiss. you swipe your tongue across his bottom lip affectionately and pull away with a smile.

he smirks down at you and pulls you closer to his side, his warmth seeping into you, his scent engulfs your senses and lulls you into a relaxed state.

a few minutes later, the rest of the boys scramble into the booth, their energy giddy with happiness and excitement.

“have you boys been having fun?” you ask, already knowing the answer from the smiles on their faces.

their smiles grow wider, if that was even possible. the maknae line giggle and scoot closer to each other, smiles so wide their cheeks hurt. they finally look up at you at the same time.

Jungkook and Taehyung glance at Jimin, then at you. Kook nudges Jimin’s side, coaxing him along.

“what are you three hiding?” you eye the trio suspiciously.

“we won you this, noona!” Jimin exclaims as he holds up a small, pink whale plushie.

you awe and coo over how adorable the three of them are.

“oh, you boys are so sweet, aww, that’s so cute of you guys,” you gush, still glued to Yoongi’s side.

you sit up and lean over the table and accept the plushie from Jimin. you grab his hand in yours before he can retract it and give it a chaste kiss.

Jimin blushes at the praise and sweet kiss with a wide smile.

. : .

as the eight of you eat your meal, you look around the table and smile to yourself. well I'll be damned, these boys are all mine.

-fin-