This....THIS!!!! IT WAS SOOOOO GOOD. Okay I'm Done Yelling But For Real It Was So Well Written, The Build

This....THIS!!!! IT WAS SOOOOO GOOD. okay I'm done yelling but for real it was so well written, the build up, the one bed trope (my favorite trope), enemies to lovers and then soft taetae at the end just being the best boyfriend?!

‧✧̣̇‧ The Art of Hating You

‧✧̣̇‧ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

‧✧̣̇‧ Genre: one bed situation au, one sided enemies to lover aus, smut, fluff, angst.

‧✧̣̇‧ Warnings: jealousy, I mean it the jealousy in this bitch Is crazy, YN is seriously a bitch to Tae, cussing, alcohol, smut; unprotected sex, cream pie, begging, dirty talk, monster cock Tae, Rough sex, rough mouth fucking, clit biting, orgasm denial, dom!tae, restrained during sex?? Queen of Bratty subs reader, tae bends the fuck outta YN.

‧✧̣̇‧ Summary: You hated Kim Taehyung with a passion. You don’t know why, you just know that you hated everything about him, his smile, the way he laughed, his gorgeous face, the way he was so friendly to everyone. You find out he was also invited to Jimins birthday vacation, you tried to avoid him but somehow Jimin mixed up the rooms so now you and Taehyung shared a room. Oh and there’s only one bed, what could possibly happen?

‧✧̣̇‧ Word count: 7.4K

A/n: I’m unashamedly begging for feedback <3 this one was my biggest worry to post so reassurance would be nice🫶🏽

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Park Jimin was, in your own words, stupidly rich. It’s almost like he didn’t know what to do with his own money, except on his birthday of course. That’s when he pulled out all the stops. This year he planned a week-long birthday bash during spring break, Jiminchella he called it. He reserved the hotel and private plane his father owned, all so his friends could enjoy his favorite holiday.

Of course you said you’d go, everything was paid for plus, no Kim Taehyung. He was going to be at his girlfriend's beach house for the week, so you rejoiced since he was the very thorn on your side that just won’t leave you alone. You were too excited for this vacation. You packed days early and had a whole spa day so you would be glowing. You were ready to have the best vacation of your life.

When you arrived everything was taken care of. Your luggage was taken to your room and the poolside was sunny and ready for you. You thanked yourself for having your bikini under your clothes already, so now you can enjoy your time, basking in the sun. You were barely there for a couple hours and you were already having the time of your life.

But all your good feelings were tragically ruined when you spotted the familiar curly bunch of hair in the corner of your eyes. You ignored it hoping, praying, begging that it wasn’t him.

But then you saw his obnoxious blue Hawaiian shirt and your blood ran cold.

No it can’t be.

Please god, don’t let it be him.

That is not Kim Taehyung.

But it was in fact Kim Taehyung. You groaned, wiggling in your chair like a child who just got told no.

What was he doing here?!?

And why was he coming over here?

Taehyung has two drinks with him which you assume one's for you but you don’t care for his kind gesture. You’re just mad that he’s here and ruining your vacation.

He goofily stands in front of you, trying to hand you a drink.

“What the heck are you doing here?” You grunted as Taehyung motioned for you to grab the drink but oh no, not on your watch, you won’t accept anything from him even though you absolutely loved pina coladas.

“Jimin invited me.” Taehyung smiled, and shrugged before he started sipping on his drink leaving yours on the bar counter.

He watched you fold your arms across your chest like the very brat you were. Taehyung smirked, thinking that he really wants to see if you’re this bratty in other situations.

“Why?”

“What do you mean why? He’s my best friend.”

You groaned,” I know but I mean weren’t you going to go to your girlfriend's family beach house or something?”

“What?”

You scoffed, now he was just playing with you, he wanted to rile you up,” what are you? stupid? Your girlfriend! You were supposed to go to your girlfriend's beach house!”

Taehyung smirked, he had no girlfriend. He was invited to go to his friend’s beach house but ultimately chose not to. The way you seemed so annoyed bringing her up made his heart race with an icy feeling that he finds only you were ever capable of making him feel. Taehyung leans closer to you, so close you could smell the sweet sappy scent of his drink laced into his breath. It tickled your neck and raised the hairs on your arms, you sat frozen never having felt this tingly before.

“Oh? Is precious y/n keeping tabs on little ol’ me? How sweet.”

“I’m not!“ You blushed, finally moving away from him before he got too close. Taehyung sipped on his drink before clicking his tongue and cooing at your adorable pout.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous sweetheart.”

“Jealous?!? Of what?!”

“Of my nonexistent girlfriend.” He smirked,” I’d much rather be here with you anyways so don’t worry baby I’m all yours.”

Taehyung winked and you felt something in you snap.

Your patience maybe.

“Shut up Kim Taehyung!” You shot up from your chair and grabbed the drink he brought, your cheeks were heavy with blush and your chest spinning with annoyance,”Why would I be jealous?!? Who would want to date a big headed weirdo like you anyways! Now leave me alone!”

You turned on your heels and walked off, drink in hand because you weren’t one to let a free drink go to waste.

Even if it was from your worst nightmare.

Maybe you were being an asshole, but you just couldn‘t stand Kim Taehyung. Something about him made you cringe and shutter, maybe it was his smile or the fact that he was always so happy and giddy around you, clumsy even. He would never act normal and it made your skin prickle with hatred for the poor man.

He was also insanely hot which angers you even more. How dare God make him so hot? What was the reason? Just to piss you off?

It was definitely working because you felt your blood boil as you watched Taehyung flirt with a girl in a skimpy bikini. Completely forgetting that you called him a weirdo just a second ago.

Who was she even?

She’s not even that cute.

You crossed your arms laying back down in the tanning chair. You just needed to relax, soak up some sun and forget the son of a bitch who makes it his life mission to torture you. You sighed, snuggling up in your chair, at the tip of relaxation. Any second now you’d feel completely cool and calm.

But then something big covered the beautiful warm sun from hitting you. Interrupting your state of relaxation. You prayed, again, that it wasn’t Taehyung, but God made sure you knew you were not Gods favorite.

“Want me to put sunscreen on you sweetheart?” Taehyung cooed, hoping to get on your good side, but nothing could get this caveman on your good side.

Not even his cute smile.

“I don’t want your slimy hands on me Kim Taehyung,” You kept your eyes closed,” now move you’re in the way of my sun.”

Taehyung bit his lip before pulling up a chair next to you,” you can just call me Taehyung you know, taetae is okay too.”

“There’s lots of things I want to call you but TaeTae isn’t one of them.”

Taehyung relaxed in his chair, he found you so undeniably sexy and he had the nastiest urge to put you in your place.

“We’ll see about that now won’t we?” Taehyung licks his lips as his eyes dance all over your body. He took in every curve and mark, memorizing it for his own lewd dreams.

He was too excited for tonight, when you’d find out just who your roommate was going to be. He just hoped you won’t be too upset.

You open one eye to see if Taehyung left since he was oddly quiet but there he was, laying back, shirt off and thrown on his lap very badly hiding the massive tent that was there. You shook your head, you won’t let your love for monster cocks catch you off guard. You don’t care how delicious it looked in his pants. You won’t slip up, no matter how badly you wanted it to destroy you, especially because this one was owned by the very man you despise.

The same man whose body was making you tremble. His tan skin looked almost golden under the sun, a little dewey from his sweat but your primal instincts wanted you to lick off each drop of sweat from his body.

You need to get laid.

You huffed causing Taehyung to open one eye to glance at you.

“You want some sunscreen now?” He said in a serious tone which upset you because how dare he try to be so caring?

He barely knows you.

You shutter and turn your head to ignore him again. This time though, he sighs and gets up from his chair. You sneakily watch him leave, his broad shoulders and tiny waist make your mouth water.

Why does he have to be so sexy?

You’re upset again and act like the lonely feeling in your chest was one of victory. Taehyung never actually did anything to you. He just existed but you felt like that was cause enough for you to hate him. His stupid smile and his gorgeous eyes sometimes met you in your dreams, glowing just for you.

But you hated it. You hated thinking about him and the weird stupid feelings you got when you did.

“Stupid Taehyung.” You grumbled when you saw him walking to sit prettily next to Jimin at the bar, unashamedly staring back at you.

Jimin was Taehyungs best friend since kindergarten. Bros until death do them part. He prided himself in the fact that Taehyung looked to him for advice or help when it came to his love life.

And he would be proud right now, except Taehyung asked him to do something that he knew would get him in a lot of trouble with you. He hated that he couldn’t say no to Taehyung when he really wanted to because Jimin does not want to deal with the flame of anger that is you.

“You owe me so bad, she’s going to absolutely tear my ass open.” Jimin rubbed his face as Taehyung watched you with those stupid lovey dovey eyes that Jimin knows, makes Taehyung do the absolute most for the person he’s smitten for.

“Yea yea whatever.” Taehyung waved him off, you weren’t so scary.

You may act tough but Taehyung knows better, he knows how sweet and warmhearted you are.

Of course not to him, but he’s seen you give your freshly bought sandwich to a homeless man and then run inside to buy him a drink. He’s heard you console a friend who had been broken up with and Taehyung thinks you were an Angel with the kindest heart he’s ever known.

Except once you saw him you turned into a demon that demanded to know why he was even looking at you. It was like he was the bane of your existence. But Taehyung saw this as an opportunity, he wanted to get you alone and finally find out why you hated him so much. He wasn’t going to force you to stay with him, he made sure Jimin had an extra room just in case but it tore him apart knowing that the girl he loved hated him.

And for no reason whatsoever.

Taehyung stared at you and stopped himself from going to ask a third time if you wanted sunscreen. He just wanted to touch you and be near you, he wanted to press his fingertips against the flesh of your thighs. He wanted to feel your collarbones, and feel the way your breasts feel against his hands.

“She’s going to fuck you up Taehyung,” Jimin reminded him, breaking his train of thoughts,” you’re so dead.”

“I know,” Taehyung smirked,” I can’t wait.”

You didn’t see Taehyung for the rest of the evening. You rejoiced and used the massage coupon that Jimin had so graciously gifted you because he claimed you were his best friend and he needed you calm and relaxed for the big party. After your massage you basically glided to your room, head empty and body numb from the deep state of relaxation you were just in. You opened the door and saw the lights were turned on.

No biggie, they might have turned on by themselves.

You walked in and dropped your towel on a chair to start taking your tshirt off not noticing the man that was laying on the bed, watching Tv, patiently waiting for the mess that was going to ensue.

“Hi sweetheart.”

You shrieked, hiding your bikini even though he saw you in it a couple of hours ago.

“What the hell are you doing here?!?” You yelled, but Taehyung was unphased. He smirked, eyeing your body that looked even better in this lighting.

“This is my room.”

“Oh hell no.” Your stare made the ache in Taehyungs heart hurt no less than before.

But he pushed through with a greasy smile.

“Oh hell yes.”

“This must be a mistake,” You gathered your towel and your bags that you just now realized were already inside the room,” wait how-“

“Come sit YN~ let’s watch a movie together.” Taehyung patted the bed next to him and that’s when you again just realized that there was only one bed.

One bed.

One big comfy bed.

You felt anger burst from your toes ripping ever seem in your body until it reached your head.

“Get out.”

“Nope.”

“Get out! You big-” you huffed,” you big stupid monkey! This is MY room! See how there’s only one bed?”

“Yea we're supposed to share sweetheart,” Taehyung again patted the empty spot next to him,” promise I won’t bite,” he smirked,” unless you want me to, then I’ll bite you all over baby.”

Taehyung winked and you felt like a volcano burst in your chest, hot angry lava squeezing out of you.

But instead of yelling you closed your eyes and turned around.

“I’m going home.” It was the only solution since you knew Park Jimin had this entire hotel booked.

“Wait YN! I was kidding,” Taehyung shot up from the bed, almost tripping on the blankets so he could get to you, his eyes wide and anxious,” I went too far! I’m sorry- y/n-“

You ignore him and gathered your luggage, you were oddly calm on the outside but on the inside you wanted to kick and scream.

“Y/n please don’t go,” Taehyung grabs the luggage from your hands, forgetting that he was the stronger one from you both,” please don’t go.”

You looked at him, pouty and heart racing. You don’t say anything but you let him talk.

“I promise I won’t be weird, you can have the bigger pillows and- and- I’ll get up early to get breakfast for you tomorrow.” He pleaded, he really didn’t want you to leave.

And something in you didn’t actually want to leave.

“Please stay? Jimin would be really sad that you’re leaving- we- you’re going to miss the pottery class..” His voice trailed as he internally cursed himself for pushing you too far.

“…how’d you know about the pottery class?” You asked since Jimin had multiple events planned his guests could do and Taehyung seemed to know about the one you were most excited about.

“I- I just figured, since you like art and stuff,” Taehyung lied through his teeth, he won’t tell you that he suggested it to Jimin just for you,” you won’t want to miss the big party either.”

Something about the way he spoke to you made you ease up just a little. You looked into his eyes and felt calmer, maybe it was just a mistake. Shit happens, Jimin might have messed up but Taehyungs right he’d be sad if you left now. Plus you would miss pottery night and you really didn’t want to do that. You sighed loudly before letting him take your luggage,” I get the side next to the ac.”

Taehyung smiles and wants to hug and kiss you but goes against his heart's wishes since he’s already been pushing his luck with you. He’s decided to let you do your own thing but it got harder to not bother you after you came back from taking a shower. The air was thick and silent, adding pressure to the weight in his heart. You wore these tiny shorts and button up pj shirt that made him want to rip them off of you, especially since he can tell you had no bra under. The way you breasts seemed extra pillowy and bouncy, you definitely had no bra on and he wanted to shove his face in them and suffocate on their taste. Taehyung wonders if you had any panties on either. He couldn’t help but feel so lustful for you, you just looked so sexy brushing your teeth while watching Diners, Drive Ins and Dives.

Aside from making his cock harder with each sound you made, his heart beat like a drum in a marching band. You seemed calm and okay with his presence so maybe now was his chance to finally ask you why you hated him so much. He waits for you to finish your night time routine, when you snuggle under the blankets, right next to him. His fingertips felt numb from tapping them along the bed sheets, his heart welled in his chest but he had to do it.

Do it.

Ask her.

Taehyung turns the tv off making you grunt and look back at him but his eyes avoid yours,“Yn why do you hate me?” Taehyungs voice is low and calm, like he’s been practicing this same question for days now.

He catches you off guard since you didn’t expect him to ask.

“You act all goofy, it’s- it’s annoying,” you whispered, causing him to laugh, not chuckle or giggle but a hearty laugh that has you blushing.

“Why- Why is that funny?”

“Seriously because I act goofy?” He chuckled.

“Yea?”

“Do you know why I act goofy?”

“Because you’re annoying?” You snorted, wasn’t it obvious?

“No silly, I act goofy because you make me nervous.” Taehyung explains hoping you’d get why.

“Why?”

Okay. You obviously didn’t get why. He takes a deep breath before looking right into your eyes, the brown swirls of your irises make him want to get lost in the sweet aura of them.

“Because I like you YN.”

“What?”

“I like you. I have a big fat nasty crush on you.”

You stayed silent, mouth open and heart racing. You didn’t know how to respond so you decided not to.

“I’m going to sleep now! Stay on your side.”

You swiftly moved under the blankets, hiding from his confession. You didn’t feel him move but you felt his eyes on you, making guilt sweep through your body. You finally heard him sigh, which broke your heart, but then he laid down turning the lights off before whispering a sad’ Good night.’

You tried to sleep but aside from the ache in your heart, Taehyung just wouldn‘t stop moving and sighing very loudly. You snap at him because you’re supposed to be up and early tomorrow for a shopping spree, courtesy of Jimins mother.

“Oh my god Taehyung go to sleep!”

“I can’t.” Taehyung muttered and you hear the heartbreak across your mountain of pillows.

“Just close your eyes!” You suggested but you knew he had them closed, you just wanted him to shut up.

“I am,” Taehyung slowly says and each word is like an arrow into your heart,” but I still can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I can‘t stop thinking about you,” he sits up,” You totally broke my heart.”

You scoff and snuggle into your blankets to bury your feelings in them,“You’re being dramatic.”

“I just confessed to you and instead of kissing me you go to sleep. I get to be dramatic-“

You quickly sit up, almost offended that he expected a kiss,“Why would I kiss you?!?”

But the next few words he speaks drive the steak right through your heart. Obliterating whatever was left of it.

“Because you like me too.”

“What?” He smirked and you wanted to smack that sexy smirk right off of his face,” You self absorbed asshole- what makes you so sure I like you?”

“I just know, you don’t actually hate me, I just make you feel things you don’t understand.”

Taehyung shrugs, he had you stunned again, how dare he imply that you like him. You feel called out, embarrassed that he’d read you so easily.

No way.

Impossible.

You hate him.

But he does make your heart race a little?

And you do like the way he smiles.

What did he do to you anyways?

You racked your brain for even just a small memory of him doing something but nothing comes up. You try to sift through the reasons, but now they don’t seem so bad anymore.

They seem cute and justified.

Because he likes you.

You liked to win but you weren’t a sore loser, you could admit when you were wrong. Okay, you were a sore loser, you couldn’t admit it but Something about the way Taehyung was being vulnerable with you made you want to show him that side of you too.

“M-Maybe my anger was..misplaced,” You played with your thumb, pouting and avoiding his eyes,” maybe I don’t hate you like I thought, maybe it’s the opposite or whatever.”

You shrugged feeling a tremendous weight lifted off of your shoulders. You finally looked Taehyung in his eyes and you were not disappointed with his reaction. Taehyung was grinning from ear to ear, his ears red with love for you.

Taehyung took this opportunity to close the gap between you two, destroying the pillow wall that so cruelly separated you from him. His hands cupped your cheeks as his lips molded so beautifully against yours. Like a puzzle piece that finally found it’s missing half, a kiss that felt like a complete piece of art. Then you felt his tongue pressing against your lips, you savored his taste, you memorized the texture of him against you.

The kiss was a lot messier and hotter than planned, Taehyung takes it to the next level when he pushes you against the bed. His body so hotly on top of yours and hands pinning your arms above you so his mouth could peacefully paint a mosaic of hickies on your neck, you whined trying to grind up into him but his heavy hips stopped you from getting any friction.

“Taehyung,“You grunted when his teeth nipped just a little too hard.

Taehyung lifted his head and you saw his whole being change right in front of you. He was no longer going to be soft and so giving. Taehyung was going to teach you a lesson.

“Oh?” He smirked,” look at you, whining for me when just a second ago you were calling me an asshole. But now you want me?”

“Taehyung-“

“Do you think you can just get whatever you want so easily? Where’s the effort y/n? Where’s my apology? My confession?”

You groaned,” I confessed already!”

But Taehyung wanted a proper confession.

“Doesn’t count, apologize and tell me you love me.” Taehyung smirked, this would be your one chance for redemption, and it was tempting since his cock felt so heavy against your pussy that it made you want to renounce any feminism left in your body. But you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of an apology.

Not yet at least. You wanted to play just a little.

“Fuck you and your apology.” You spit out, smirking when Taehyungs smile turned sour.

Something tells you, you probably shouldn’t have said that but you couldn’t help it. It was in your nature.

Your heart and pussy waited for what he was going to do and you think you don’t have to wait long because Taehyung clicks his tongue in disappointment before getting up from his position to let go of your hands. He sits up on top of your thighs, and sinfully licks his lips while untying the strings of his sweats. His eyes hooded and dark with lust.

“You know what y/n?“ Taehyung spoke as his slender fingers pushed sweats and black Calvin Kleins down to reveal his thick aching cock. He strokes himself, grunting when you try to sit up.

But no, he was in charge right now, you weren’t going to have your way,” I’m going to give you one last chance. This time think about what you’re going to say sweetheart. Really think about it.”

You don’t think about it, you just let the words slip from your lips.

“Fuck you.”

Taehyungs had enough, he decided right then and there that he was going to ruin you. You deserved no mercy. He moves on top of your body so his cock now hovers your face. Taehyung smoothed his hand down his cock before growling out his command.

“Stick your fucking tongue out.” Taehyungs jaw

clenched as he messily rubbed his tip all over your lips, you looked up at him with hooded eyes before obediently opening your mouth to lewdly stick your tongue out for him. His dark expression quickly shut you up, but also excited you.

“Good girl.” Taehyung rested the head of his leaking cock on your outstretched tongue and slowly rocked against the warmth and wet of it. Spit gathered on the corners of your mouth, waiting to be collected by him.

“Take a deep breath.” Taehyung breathes out a moan before feeding more of his cock into your mouth. You close your eyes and huff, you've wanted to choke on him ever since you saw his bulge earlier.

You understood now, you didn’t want to just rip his dick off, you wanted to rip it off from coming on it so hard.

It all makes sense.

Taehyung doesn’t care if you’re ready for it or not, he reaches the back of your throat and you gag on him,”Baby, Ah, your fucking mouth-“

The feeling of your throat around him has his hips diving deeper into your mouth, fucking it softly for the time being.

He enjoys the way your hands claw at his ass, pulling him deeper into your mouth until your nose touches his skin. You gag repeatedly, brain begging you to do the sensible thing and take it out.

But a hot combination of his hitched moans, and the way he stutters your name makes you want him to live in your mouth. He fucks harder and a little faster like it wasn’t your mouth he was fucking. You breathe through your nose like you’re a pro but you love the way he suffocates you.

“You look so good gagging on my cock yn,” Taehyung moans and pulls out so you can breathe, you practically gasp for air but quickly lick the tip that he so lewdly smacks you with. Arousal shoots down your spine directly in your pussy, making it sticky and impatient,” you’re driving me crazy.” He whispers as his cock makes itself comfortable in your mouth again. His hand threads through your hair as he continued his harsh pace but Taehyung feels his edge coming at an alarming rate. Maybe it’s because its the added love in his bones but he pulls back, cooeing when he sees a string of saliva and precum connecting you two. It snaps against your lips and he wants to lick you clean.

Taehyung hastily removed himself from your chest to get rid of his clothes, excitement surges through your body so you wait patiently.

“You okay baby?” He asks when he sees you cleaning the corner of your mouth.

You nodded, feeling shy that you couldn’t take his cock like you wanted to. You wanted him in the deepest part of your throat but your gag reflex was your worst enemy.

“You did really good,” Taehyung lays on top of you once again to kiss the ghost of his love bites that bruised your neck ,”do you want your reward?”

“Y-Yes please.” Your voice was rough, making your blush harder than you already were. Taehyung harshly undresses you, ripping open your shirt to reveal that his suspicions were true, you had no bra underneath. He throws it somewhere you absolutely do not care for at the moment, you squealed when his hands yanked your panties off, nearly dragging you along with them. His lips quickly wrapped around your nipple, sucking on the bud so softly it contrasted to his other hand that pulled on one harshly. You whined but he doesn’t stop until your nipple is swollen and glossy with spit.

Taehyung slowly leaves kisses on every inch of your body until he reaches your pussy, it practically glowed with arousal. He placed sweet kisses around you, until his arm reached over to uncover your clit and wrap his lips around it. He didn’t give you the satisfaction of even just a tiny bit of suction, he just wanted to feel your clit on his lips.

You looked down at Taehyung, whining and silently begging him to do anything but you weren’t prepared for the soft, wet tongue on your clit. You gasped and arched your back, burying your fingers in his hair. He pulled back from your clit to nip and bruise his art on your thighs,” I’ll never get tired of this.”

Taehyung wet his lips before his jaw dropped open to lick your slit in one slow motion, you wanted to call him a pervert but he stopped the words from coming out of your mouth. You whined again pulling his curls to get him closer, deeper in you but his arms anchored you around his head as his plush lips wrapped around your clit once again but this time giving it the sweet suction it wanted.

You sighed before closing your eyes as Taehyung dived down to lap at your hole that was practically leaking. Taehyung feels like you haven’t learned your lesson though. You haven’t apologized or even told him that you felt the same way he feels for you. Taehyung wants you to yelp in pain, he wants you to push his head away from your glossy cunt so he cruelly pulls away from your pussy to very lightly bite down on your swollen clit. You do exactly what he wants and squeal from the pain, you're calling out to him asking him what he’s doing but he repeatedly bites down, dragging his teeth until the word ’stop’ sits on the tip of your tongue. And as you’re about to scream out, he suddenly pulls away from you. Taehyung settles on top of your body once again to kiss your swollen lips.

“What’d you do that for?” The tears on your eyes bring him satisfaction.

“I'm sorry baby you didn’t like that?” Taehyung kissed the tears that formed because of him.

“N-No.”

“I’ll make it up to you~” he cooed and traveled down your body once again to kiss your clit in apology. You winced in sensitivity but felt your edge a lot closer because of the pain.

“I’m- I‘m gonna cum Taehyung-“ You huffed, fisting the blankets when you feel his tongue softly lap at your clit. Your pussys pulsating, wanting its release, you’re so close, so close. You feel it glowing at the tips of your fingers.

But Taehyung feels you clenching around his tongue and that’s when he decided that he was done.

“Well that’s too bad isn’t it?” He smirked.

“Taehyung!” You pulled his hair so his face hovered over your very abused pussy but he pushed your hands off to crawl on top of your body to face you. His lips are shiny and puffy as he licks them clean, you whine when his tongue licks the underside of your jaw, over your lips and cheeks. Taehyung spreads your essence all over your face which makes your pussy glow with want for him.

You wanted more though, you feel like you deserve more. You’ve been good, you’ve been listening to him and not talking back.

So why isn’t he touching you?

You decided to risk it and guide his hand that’s on your hip, towards your pussy, swiftly moving his fingertips against your drenched folds,” feel how wet I am Taehyung.” You whisper hoping to convince him to touch you but he only scoffs.

“Ya I just made you that wet.”

You push one of his fingers to play with your clit, eyelashes fluttering to convince him more,” you can make it even wetter if you want.”

Taehyung clicks his tongue before nipping at the spot right under your ear.

“What a selfish, needy brat, trying to take something without giving back.” He scoffed,” I’m not fucking you until you admit that you like me.”

“Taehyung I can’t,” you whined, humping his hand that was between your legs,” it’s embarrassing.”

“Why?” His fingers teasingly rubbed circles around your clit, never giving you the pleasure you craved,” you weren’t shy about gagging on my cock but you can’t tell me about your feelings?”

You huffed against his neck, he was right but you felt your whole body blush just thinking about confessing your feelings.

Feelings. Yuck.

“Ilikeyou.” You quickly muttered, feeling satisfied with it you moved to kiss his puffy lips.

But he wasn’t having it. He wanted to hear you say it, he wanted to memorize the way the words sound coming from your beautiful pout, like a poem that swoons his heart.

“Nope,” he moved his head away,” Loud and Clear, exactly like how you were moaning my name earlier.”

Taehyung smirked, watching you with hooded eyes as you brought his hand from your pussy up to your mouth. You both stare at the string of your release connecting his fingers. You wanted him so bad, you needed him. Lust took over all of your senses so you didn’t think twice before licking all over his hand. The wet of your saliva replaced the wet that shined from your pussy, making him groan. Taehyung stared at your mouth, and the way you lightly sucked on his finger. His mouth agape and occasionally cursing from how good it felt.

“Fuck turn around,” Taehyung quickly lifted himself from your body leaving you cold and aching,” get on your knees.”

You do as he says, now believing that he won’t give you what you want unless you’re good. You wiggle your ass for him, hoping he’d just tear your pussy apart but Taehyung scoffs and slaps the flesh of your ass. It leaves a red mark of his hand and he gulps, but he won’t slap you a second time.

He spits on his cock and watches you reach behind you to spread your lips apart for him. Taehyungs tip hovers over your clenching entrance like a cute sort of kiss to you. He almost wants to giggle but your whine brings him back and he roughly thrusts the very tip inside. You wince but love the pain that gives you goosebumps. He slowly feeds you more, totally getting off on your moans and whines. He feels on top of the world right now, he’s dreamt of this moment for years and now here you were the woman of his dreams begging him to fuck you into oblivion.

Your clenching feels delicious on his cock, it leaves him speechless. He won’t speak if it means he gets to hear you wanting him. Taehyung pulls out just so his tip is in you but then suddenly rams his whole cock back inside. You have to hold on to the wall in front of you otherwise his thrusts would send you into a concussion.

“Is this what you want Y/n?”

“Yes! Oh fuck-“ you choked on your spit as Taehyung rammed into you, his pace hard and rough,” Taehyung oh my god-“

“You like it sweetheart? You like my cock?”

He hands gripped at your ass, nails digging into your cheeks.

“Tell me how much you like it, Y/n.”

The bed frame starts to smack into the wall but neither of you care. You only care about the feeling of his cock stretching you, making you see galaxies.

“Y/n,” Taehyung smacks your ass, this time with a heavier hand,” talk to me baby.”

“F-Fuck me,” you moaned as you arched your back so you can get that extra stretch from him,” Harder- please-“

Taehyung abruptly pulls out, you whine for the millionth time that night because you were so close and he just had to pull out now? He flips you over as his hands find the back of your thighs. He pushes them to your chest so your pussy was completely vulnerable to him. Taehyung thrusts his girthy cock back inside of you but this time your pussy is a lot more welcoming to him.

He’s a lot slower with his thrusts, but they were still hard and heavy. The sound of his cock hammering inside you brought a deep blush in his chest, he loved it more than he should. The slick noises and skin slapping against each other made him a lot hornier than he was already.

Taehyung feels impatient now, he wants to feel you cum around him. He wants to see your eyes roll back in ecstasy.

He needs it.

Taehyung towers over you so his cock hits deeper into you. His necklace dangling in front of you, moving back and forth but you're distracted by the finger on your clit that's smothered with his touch.

“Cum for me baby.” he whispers and you feel your orgasm rip you apart, spreading goosebumps all over your skin. It leaves you silently gasping, fingernails digging into his forearms to ground you.

“So fucking beautiful. Fuck!” Taehyung doesn’t stop his pace, instead he moves just a little bit faster. You’re numb from your orgasm but you feel his hips stuttering and fighting through your tight clenching.

“I’m gonna cum-“

You rub his arms and Taehyung falls on top of you, letting go of your thighs to wrap his arms around your body. He pulls you in closer, tits pressing on his chest and the cold of his necklace burns on your skin. You want him to cum in you, you almost needed it.

“Cum in me taetae.”

Taehyung chokes on his spit as he takes in the way his nickname rolled off of your tongue. His cock pulsates inside you,“Ah shit, fuck, baby-“

His cum feels warm and thick inside you, if you weren’t so damn tired you would be fidgeting from the weird feeling but you stay still, letting him fuck his cum inside you. He moans one last time before he makes sure to empty every last bit of cum inside you. He doesn’t want to pull out but he wants to see his creation. He wants to see the mess he made, the mess he made because of you. Taehyung catches his breath before holding himself up with shaky arms. He sits up, pulling his hips back as his cock hits his stomach with a wet smack. You whine from sensitivity, but you clench knowing what Taehyung wanted to see.

His cum drips out of you, and Taehyung intensely watches it. He licks his lips, very tempting to fasten his mouth back on your swollen pussy but doesn’t because he knew you’d fall asleep and he wanted you awake and noisy.

Taehyung does, however, kiss your clit before going to the bathroom and getting something to clean you with. He comes back and you wince when cleans the drops of cum from you.

You feel your heart swirl with love, maybe now is the perfect chance to give him what he wanted.

“Taehyung I’m sorry,” you sleepily whisper,” I love you.”

Your simple confession and apology was like a silver bullet, excruciatingly piercing his heart and absolutely killing him. He wants to clench his chest but he keeps cleaning you, kissing your sleepy pout.

“I love you too.” Taehyung finally says, with just a little bit of shakiness in his voice. He’s waited for this for so long but now he doesn’t know what to do with himself. Should he run to Jimin and tell him everything or keep you in his arms until you push him away? He decides cuddling you would be a better option. Besides Jimin is probably having in orgy back in his room and Taehyung would hate to interrupt.

A couple hours later, the sun wakes you up, you groan burying yourself in the warmth of your blankets. Your hand reaches out to Taehyung hoping he’d get the hint and squeeze you but you find the other side of the bed empty, no sign of him. You thought he might be in the shower but when you laid quietly the room was completely silent aside from the hum of the ac. Maybe it was a dream, you think, but the ache between your thighs and the bruises that cover your body were evidence that last night really did happen.

You fucked Kim Taehyung.

And you told him you loved him.

You squealed, completely embarrassed about last night but then you heard a tiny knock on the door and immediately the butterflies in your tummy fluttered all over. You felt nauseous, shaking with an emotion you used to mistake for hate but now know it was love. You groaned before getting up to open the door, you grabbed a robe that was courtesy of Jimins care package. You opened the door there he was balancing three plates filled with different food in his hands with the room key in his mouth. His heart swells and aches seeing you, his hickies on your neck and your pretty face puffy from sleep. Taehyung swiftly walks in before setting the plates on the desk inside. He kisses your cheek before fixing up breakfast.

You’re left to sit on the bed, questions floating inside your head. You figured you won’t get any answers unless you ask them.

“Taehyung what happens now?”

“What do you want to happen now?” Taehyung stopped setting up the plates so he can give you his undivided attention since he knew your mind must be going into overdrive with questions. He pushes you back so you’re laying down, he towers over you, hands on each side of your head. His necklace dangles in front of your face and you have to stop yourself from putting it in your mouth.

“I don’t know,” you huffed,” what do you want to happen?”

Taehyung chuckled, seeing you shy like this was giving him the biggest heart boner,” I want to be in a relationship with you.”

Your eyes grew wide, blush blooming from cheeks to your ears.

“Like…girlfriend and boyfriend?”

“Yes,” he pecks your glossy lips,” girlfriend and boyfriend.”

“That’s so embarrassing.” you whispered which made Taehyung chuckle because of how cute you were.

“Totally embarrassing.” He kissed you once again but this time didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss. His hands untie your bathrobe and you feel all tingly again.

You and Taehyung let your breakfast get cold because Taehyung decided that he’d rather be eating you but you weren’t going to miss the bottomless jimimosas that were promised for lunch. So you pushed Taehyung and his dangerous lips away from your swollen clit to get ready. You were nervous since everyone would ask why you both were gone. Everyone knew you hated Kim Taehyung, it was your brand.

You decided to pretend like nothing happened, maybe no one would even notice. You brushed it off and finished getting ready for Jimins lunch buffet.

No one will even notice.

Except they definitely did notice, everyone at the table stopped what they were doing just to gawk at you two. It was so obvious what had happened, and Taehyung, again, didn’t care to hide the obvious. He wanted to flaunt you, he wanted everyone to know that you are his now. He had his shirt halfway unbuttoned, showing off the artwork you left on him. You stood by Taehyung fidgeting and hoping no one would make a big deal but Taehyung never cared about what anyone thought so his fingers easily found yours and laced them together making you blush even harder than you were before. You didn’t push him away which made the scene even weirder to take in.

No one spoke but watched you follow Taehyung as he served your plate. You stayed close to him, feeling incredibly shy. Which was very, very uncharacteristic of you. Usually you’re a social butterfly but now you avoided everyone and even snuggled into Taehyungs side because they just kept staring. Taehyung noticed and kissed your pouty lips. You swore you heard a couple gasps and whispers. That’s when Taehyungs head snapped towards everyone, heart beating with annoyance.

“What?” Taehyung spoke to everyone at the table,”I can’t kiss my girlfriend in peace?”

Jimin chuckled, biting his lip since he expected you to be the one with the fiery response,” Kiss your girlfriend all you want taetae.”

Taehyung grinned and kissed your cheek with a greasy smile. You whined and nudged him off of you but you exhaled the anxious cloud that built up in your chest, you felt glad that everyone there accepted this change.

Yourself included.

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BTS Reaction: His photo as your lock screen

Rating: U

Word count: 574

Thank you for your request, anon!! Jin

Notices, scolds you for not choosing a better photo. Takes your phone and finds a better one of him (probably a press shot and not even a personal one!) which he sets as your lock screen instead. Tells you you aren’t allowed to change it or, if you do, you have to fun it by him first.

Yoongi

Notices, doesn’t say anything at first but smiles to himself and looks at his own lock screen (a photo of the two of you together). Sits on the information for a while, then messages you later; he sends the photograph on his lock screen and suggests that you use that one instead: ‘isn’t it better to have a photo of us together?’

Hoseok

‘Ahh, [y/n]! It’s us!’ he would cry, grabbing the phone from you and looking more closely at the photo. He laughs and shows you his own lock screen: not the exact same photograph, but a similar one from the same outing. “See, doesn’t this show you? We have telepathy with each other; we must be soulmates!” he says, pretending to be joking, even though he’s not really. Clings to this fact for ages as some kind of evidence that you might have feelings for him.

Namjoon

Like Yoongi, notices but doesn’t say anything. Over the next few days or week or so, he tries to catch glimpses of your phone again, to see if it’s the same photo (it is). Once he feels reassured of this, he changes his own lock screen to one of the two of you together and hopes you notice.

Jimin

Notices and isn’t happy with the photo you’ve chosen; he doesn’t think it shows him at his best and he only wants you to see him at his best. Spends all day trying to take a better one, forcing you to do selfies together every second moment. You get annoyed and ask him why he’s so desperate for selfies; he tells you he doesn’t like the one you’ve got on your lock screen. When you explain to him what you like about the picture, he accepts it and his heart glows.

Taehyung

“Don’t you think that makes us look like a couple?” he asks when he sees your lock screen. You object and say no, you’re just friends; why would anyone assume you’re a couple? It’s just a photo. Taehyung shrugs and doesn’t say anything more which is infuriating. So you ask him if he wants to be a couple? Is that what he’s saying? He plays it very cool and says no, he’s not saying that but it’ll probably put off other men if they see it. You tell him you don’t care and stalk off. Taehyung smiles and checks his own lock screen: a photo of the two of you together.

Jungkook

Laughs his head off when he sees the photo you’ve chosen: it’s a blurry action shot where you honestly can’t even really tell who’s in it. Each of you alternately trying your best to ruin the photo you were taking resulted in a number of photos of … questionable quality. You chose your favourite as your lock screen in which you are mostly a blur but you can just make out JK’s scrunchy smile and wide open mouth as he laughs. He decides to pick the same photo and changes it there and then.

What a delicious turn of events!!!!!

Chapter Five: Kaleidoscope of Chaos: Yandere Kim Taehyung Story

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A smile crossed Taehyung's features as the sunlight warmed his skin.

He hadn't even opened his eyes yet but he could still feel the pressure of Jess against his chest.

She'd fallen asleep last night and he hadn't bothered to wake her up.

The idea of her staying in his home a little longer... or possibly forever- seeming all to appealing to him.

His fingers splayed across her side, a comfort in the expanse of soft pliable flesh.

"Morning, sleepyhead."

He chuckled, voice still deep with sleep.

He turned to nuzzle his face into her hair, "Morning, sweetheart."

"You want some breakfast?" she asked. "I could make some."

He chuckled again, "Should I be offering you that since you're the guest?"

"Well, I figured it would make more sense for me since you're a little incapacitated at the moment." she giggled.

His brows furrowed, "What?"

He blearily opened his eyes to see her smiling up at him... and that's when he noticed the slight ache in his arm.

His eyes traveled the expanse of his other arm, following it to the bed frame... where he was handcuffed to it.

His eyes widened and he looked back at the grinning woman.

"See?" she smiled. "You're all tied up."

She broke into a fit of giggles.

Taehyung hated to admit that he was both terrified and intrigued with it.

"Jess... what are you doing?" he asked slowly.

"Making sure you stay put, silly." she smiled.

"Take the handcuffs off, Jess." he said sternly.

Her smile fell, "Now, why would I do that?"

"Because I told you to." he said.

She furrowed her brows at him, "And what makes you think you can tell me what to do? After all, I'm the one who got you right where I wanted you, Kim Taehyung."

His look of confusion brought the smile back to her face.

"Oh, sweetie, you didn't really think I accidentally texted you, did you?" she asked.

He narrowed his eyes at her.

She giggled again, "Oh, you sweet niave, man. Of course it wasn't random. Well, I mean, I guess our first meeting was random. But I guess you don't remember that, do you?"

"Jess, sweetheart, we just met yesterday." he said slowly.

She scoffed, "Of course, you don't remember."

He said nothing, only watching as she pouted.

"Well, the first time we met was two years, three months aaaaand sixteen days ago. You were doing an interview somewhere with your group. I was working as a translator in Japan." she said. "And you were thirsty. You kept asking for water but everyone was busy. So I went and got you some. And you reached over to get it but you tripped and I-"

Memories flashed through his mind as he remembered the incident.

"You rushed forward and caught me. But you lost your balance and we both fell. You caught your face on the table and-" he said.

She dragged the tip of her finger along the scar running under her eye and her cheekbone, "Got this right here. You held me until someone come and took me away to get stitches."

Taehyung let out a breath, his back hitting the headboard in shock.

"You're hair was blond then." he said.

She nodded, "Yeah, I had bleached it at the time."

"And you dressed different." he said.

She nodded, "Uh huh. I wasn't being myself. "

An uneasy feeling settled in his stomach, "So ... what is it that you want?"

She tilted her head.

"You, of course."

Taehyung was fighting an internal war.

On the one hand, every natural instinct he had was telling him to get as far away from this woman as possible.

But the other part of him was screaming in joy because clearly she was having these crazy thoughts about him.

And he'd already been having them about her.

"So... you said it wasn't an accident... how?" he said.

"I'm very good at cracking codes, Taehyung." she said with an impish grin. "I'm a translator. I speak thirteen languages not counting sign language and morris code. Well and I guess klingon and tolkien elvish but I don't really count them. Their just for funsies. And I can read braille but that's a whole other story and-"

"Jess." he sighed.

"The point is that, I crack codes for a living. Yes, I'm a translator but I am expert at getting information. I spend all day on the computer. You wouldn't believe what people will just willingly tell you. I mean, your buddy Hoseok, basically told me his life story one day."

A sense of protectiveness flared in Taehyung at the mention of his hyung.

"What did you do?" he asked aggressively making her furrow her brows.

"I didn't do anything. He called in needing help fixing his phone because there was a little malfunction. A harmless little virus really. I didn't even have to break a sweat for that one. It was too easy in all honesty." she rambled.

"You've been lying to me this whole time." he accused. "You're not even who you say you are."

"I haven't lied to you. " she said. "Everything we've talked about has been the truth. Just yesterday wasn't our first meeting and I definitely meant to text you."

"How did you even get my number?" he asked.

"Through Hoseok's phone." she answered.

"And how did you even get his phone to hack it, as I'm assuming you probably did?" he said.

"That was easy really. I just hacked his instagram and tracked his location. After that, it was fairly simple to drop a virus in via bluetooth. Then I just sent him an alert or two for malfunctioning software. Then I rerouted his call to me when he called the number for assistance. So it was nothing to get your number from there." she said.

A sense of dread filled his stomach, like a scene in a Disney movie when the villain explains their horrible plan.

"And what are you planning to do?" he asked.

She shrugged, "Nothing really. I just want to spend time with you. I needed to see if you still felt a connection. If we still had a spark and when we met yesterday, I knew you'd been missing me just as long as I'd been missing you. We're fated, Taehyung. But I guess I was wrong. Cause you don't even remember meeting me the first time."

"Yes, yes I do. I just forgot. You look different now. And you were much smaller then. You've gained some weight. You look much healthier now." he said.

He was rambling in a desperate attempt to talk his way out of it.

He was still into her...taken an entranced by her.

Possibly even more so now as he watched that devious, beautiful mind of hers work.

But he still also at least had some sense of self preservation.

And he was not unwise to sasaengs and their sometimes violent behavior.

"No, no. I was wrong. We're not meant to be. I supposed I just let my weirdness get out of control again. Maybe it's Hoseok that I'm supposed to be with. After all, I did have to track him for a while. YOU are not my soulmate and we're not supposed to be together." she said, getting off the bed and uncuffing him.

Which was a huge mistake.

He saw red.

He immediately snatched her and caged her in on the bed, his voice growling in her, "Don't fucking say that. We are absolutely meant to be together. You are mine."

She gently pushed him back to see blind fury in his dark eyes.

What were once a puppy dog's gaze had now turned into a fiercing burning tiger's gaze.

A small smile began to twist her features.

"My, my, my, Tae Tae... what a delightful surprise..."

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it’s always been you | chapter 10

PAIRING: Seokjin & y/n WORD COUNT: 8904 SUMMARY: When you entered, you immediately ripped your shirt off and glanced down at your collar bone in the mirror. It was bright red and the shape of an “S” was beginning to form before your very eyes. You knew what it was going to spell, but your face still watched in horror as it was accompanied by an “e” and then an “o” until it spelled out “Seokjin.” The beautiful outline of a flower followed after it, looking elegant next to his name. His name and the flower were still the color white, meaning that Jin didn’t know. He didn’t have his yet. “Fuck,” you said, feeling panic overwhelming you. “This can’t be happening.”

CHAPTER 10: It’s Always Been You

2016

You hadn’t expected the rain today. It was downpouring in thick sheets as you quickened your steps to make it to the boys’s dorm. The sun was beginning to set behind the clouds and you were trying to ignore the pain that ignited in your heart every few moments and focus on how beautiful the scene in front of you was. It was a new beginning, a fresh start. But did you want a fresh start?

You and Jinyoung ended it today. Jinyoung was in Osaka playing a show and he had called you an hour ago. It had been the first time the two of you had talked on the phone in almost two weeks. The tour had started at the end of April and it was now the second week of May. A few texts here and there, but no phone calls, no FaceTime. Nothing.

The both of you had seen it coming for months. Jinyoung’s uneasiness about you and Jin had caused a small rift between the two of you and the time apart was not helping to heal the hidden wounds. The rift had been unspoken. Jinyoung never mentioned Jin’s role in your life after that one time – but you could feel it and so could he. It was like an enormous, screaming elephant in the room. In the end, the two of you had outgrown your love. It was like the two of you were just friends calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend at this point.

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=> First Kisses - BTS

Pairing: bts x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Summary: headcannons/short imagines about what your first kiss with bts would be like

Warnings: none

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