Sweetest Devotion

Sweetest Devotion

summary: In which Kim Seokjin falls for a long time friend genre: fluff, idol!au W/C: 1,622 A/N: I don't know I was feeling fluffy for Seokjin all day so here's this

This is a problem.

Seokjin, certified World Wide Handsome and member of the biggest band on the entire planet, has determined that he likes you way more than he should.

You joined BigHit in 2017 (shortly after your 18th birthday) as a stylist and certified annoying little sister to the Bangtan members. Seokjin has always patted your head, scolded you when you teased another member too hard, and gave you advice on various life changing events taking place in your early 20s.

Yet here you are, age 22 and incredibly gorgeous. Dressed in sweats and a T-Shirt far too big for your body, you're sat in the living room of Seokjin's suave house, and Seokjin is struggling to keep his mind trained on the conversation.

When you called earlier, asking if he could be an ear to listen to, Seokjin immediately invited you over. Listening to you rant and rave about things isn't new, he usually opens a bottle of wine and turns on a good movie to play in the background while you talk. He enjoys having you over, hearing you giggle, helping you when you're sad... In fact, the thought of someone else being your shoulder to cry on has made him increasingly jealous as time goes on.

Before, you were just the fresh faced stylist ready to take on the world. Now, you're one of Seokjin's best friends. A woman who fits in his arms incredibly well, who's interests and intelligence hooked him the moment he got to know you. You're you, and he loves that.

"I don't know," you continue, drawing Seokjin back to the conversation, "I just feel like sometimes I'm more fetishized than actually liked. Like, yeah, bigger women do find happy relationships but I seem to only draw in creeps who get off because I'm considered 'thick' or whatever they call it these days."

Seokjin swallows. He's never even thought about the differences between a thinner woman and a thicker woman in dating. He has never had a preference, he's been with many body types and has always found you attractive. Sure, as you got older you developed more curves, and Seokjin noticed the way the back up dancers would eye you sometimes, but he didn't think that made you look like more of an object to men and less like a person.

"Well," Seokjin pulls himself off of his sofa and sits beside you on the faux fur carpet, "I think you're gorgeous, Miss _____."

"Yeah, yeah," you wave him off, causing a twinge of hurt to cross his chest, but he hides it as well as he can, "I'm gorgeous and deserve someone who loves me for me... blah blah blah. I've heard the rant from you before, and Yoongi, and Namjoon," you trail off for a moment, your eyes trained on the carpet in front of you. Seokjin raises an eyebrow, patiently waiting for you to continue.

"...anyway, I don't know how to get people to see beyond the curves. Like, sure I'm sexy," Seokjin has to hold back his words of agreement because this is definitely not the time to confess his attraction towards you, "but god damn it I want someone who likes to lay on the couch and watch movies all night. Someone who's ass I can kick in video games, someone who doesn't mind me when I just want a kiss on the cheek. But no, it's all about sex."

Seokjin smiles sadly, his mind reeling. He wants to be that person for you.

Holy shit.

HE WANTS TO BE THAT PERSON FOR YOU.

Wrapping an arm around your waist. His hand travels down your thigh until it reaches your knee, his long fingers drawing soft circles.

Gaining confidence he had never had before, he leans forward and presses a small, gentle kiss to your cheek.

Your face heats almost immediately, your head turning to lock eye's with Seokjin. A soft giggle falls from your mouth, "What was that for?"

"You said you wanted a kiss on the cheek." Seokjin shrugs, looking away with a smirk. He can feel his ears heating up, his heart beat thudding. This is insane. He's known you for years yet for the first time in his life he feels like his chest could burst, simply from the way your smile looks while looking at him. Oh, who is he kidding. This isn't the first night he's realized he likes you. His dreamed about holding you in his arms, stroking his thumb across your knuckles while you tell him another one of your ridiculous stories.

Slowly, you move to rest your head on his shoulder, "Thank you for always being there for me."

Please, he thinks, please don't write me off as just being there for you. Please catch the signs, for the love of god.

"I don't know what I'd do without you," your voice is soft, your breath fanning over his neck. He feels a small sense of pride, but it's diminished as you continue, "and everyone else. You all have become my family. You're going to make your future wife immensely happy."

Fucking hell.

"I have to pee."

Seokjin moves you off, rather rushed. He hears you hit the floor with a small 'oof!' but he doesn't turn back around to look at you. Instead, his feet carry him down the hall and into his bathroom, where he struggles to control his breathing. He doesn't want to cry, but he's not sure what he wants to do. For the first time, he showed you his interest and you wrote him off. You will always see him as the male friend figure who gives advice and ruffles your hair. Partly that was his fault, he guesses, because he pushed that stereotype harshly in an attempt to hide his interest in you.

At the same time, he feels he couldn't have been more obvious.

A few moments pass and a knock is sounded at the door, "That's an awful quiet pee, sir."

Seokjin cocks his head to the side and chuckles. He can't help it when it's you.

"I've mastered the Ninja Pee." he calls out, turning on the water and splashing his face.

He opens the door and looks down to meet your eyes. They're wide, your eyebrows raised in question, "Now tell me what that was really about."

"I told you," he fakes a smile, "Ninja Pee."

"Seokjin."

He rolls his eyes, "Sometimes I feel like you don't open your eyes to what's right in front of you."

"What the fuck does that even mean?" your words are accusatory but your tone is curious.

"_____," he breathes, "I literally just gave you what you wanted. I practically laid out a steak for a fucking bear and the bear sniffed it and walked towards a cucumber."

"Maybe the bear is a vegetarian."

"I swear to god-"

"Okay, okay!" you cut him off, pushing his shoulder, "I don't know what you want me to say, I thought you were just going along with the story."

His mouth goes in a pin straight line, and he points to you, "Bear," he points to himself, "Steak," he gestures wildly around the hallway, "Cucumber?!"

"What are you saying, Seokjin?! Use your words, man!"

"Ah!" he yells, "Let me be the one to kiss your cheek!"

Suddenly, you're calm. Your smile turns devilish, and your eyes darken slightly, "Thank you, that's what I wanted."

You turn on your heel, skipping down the hallway and back towards the living room. Seokjin stands in the doorway of the bathroom, slightly dumbfounded. His jaw has fallen agape and he stares at the framed picture on the wall of him and his band mates receiving their first MAMA award.

Without closing his mouth, he walks to the living room, "What the fuck was that?"

"Well I was waiting for you to just spit the words out but you had to pull a Namjoon and get all metaphorical with it," you're scrolling through Netflix now, "as if I didn't know you had a thing for me."

Seokjin tilts his head, "You were playing me?"

"Mhm," you hum, "hardcore, too. You should have seen your face when I didn't immediately fall into your little trap. Nah, if you're gonna date me I'm going to have to make you work for it a little harder."

"You little shit." Seokjin realizes how he should have caught on sooner. He thinks back to the way your breathing changed with his after the contact on your knee, how you blushed after the kiss.

Rolling your eyes, you through the blanket off of your legs and tap the spot beside you, "Get your ass over here and cuddle."

Seokjin rushes over to you, tackling you so your back is flat on the couch, his lips attacking your face. He kisses your cheeks, your forehead, the tip of your nose, and he pauses.

Your giggling seizes, eyeing Seokjin's lips, "I'd like to taste my steak now."

He laughs, before leaning down and pressing a hard kiss to your lips. Your hands fly to the back of his neck, holding him as closely to you as possible. He doesn't taste of steak, as much as the thought makes you laugh. No, he tastes of white wine laced with sweet fruit, his tongue cool against yours but it sends a comforting chill down your spine.

When he pulls away, his lips are bright red and slightly swollen. You gnaw at your bottom lip, reaching up to push a stray hair from his face.

"I'm not letting you win at Mario Kart." He speaks, unable to contain the smile on his face.

Your eyes turn to slits, "We'll see about that, Kim Seokjin."

I love this version of Yoongi because it's seems so damn accurate!

I absolutely love the stereotype that fic writers– myself included– puts on Yoongi as being this hardass who doesn’t say when he likes someone and throws himself into work to avoid his feelings because I don’t think he’d genuinely be like that at all. 

I think Yoongi is the type of person to fall in love slowly, but when he realizes that he has fallen in love, he wants to do everything he can for this person. He wants to please them, to take care of them, to hold them tight. He would blush after every kiss and even ten years into a relationship feel his heart beat faster whenever his partner looks in his direction. His favorite thing would be holding hands and he’d tell his partner he loves them randomly with a soft squeeze to their hand. He’d be gentle, sweet, and caring. And I think that is completely and utterly beautiful. 

Shanna check out this tiktok calling them the husband line! https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeKNudae/

omg YES EXCEPT.... I'm gonna have to put yoongi and seokjin just a step above namjoon. LOL namjoon requires constant care and attention in the kitchen and the other two do not 😩

7/?? sets of hoseok

Look at these men, I mean really

today i offer you this tiny seokjin 🥺