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Idol! Hoseok x Reader: Look at me, Look at her

A/n: I was inspired to write this on seeing I.U and Hobi's video where she asked him why she wasn't invited to the listening party. Also, I don't have anything against I.U might make her look bad and it's just for plot build up.

Summary: Hoseok and you have been friends for a long time, and as a result you are quite close to the boys as well. This story takes place after Jack in the box release and the I.U and J-Hope video comes out. Basically, you hated I.U and thus the boys avoided her, specially Hoseok who didn't invite her to his party. He loved you to pieces so he never bothered to ask the reason behind your hatred, but things change after the video, for better or worse? Read to find out.

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You're in general a really reasonable person, you believe in treating people the way they deserve no matter who they are. And you have done that, and that has also lead you where you are right now, a holder of one of the most popular Indo-turkish food restaurant in Gimpo. Well, the business was basically your mothers, along with 6 food trucks running through the streets of Korea.

It was a typical Tuesday evening, right before the rush hour. The restaurant was more of less empty apart from 2 groups and 3 couples. That was when you heard the back door open and close, you went to check who it was and you were met with a very familiar face.

"Yn!!!!!!" He called in his normal cheery voice and you rushed to hug him.

"Yn Noona!" You noticed Jungkook behind Hobi, you left Hobi to squeeze the big muscle bunny into an embrace.

"C'mon up" you lead the both to the special 2nd floor lounge which is generally closed for special reservations as the restaurant was often visited by a lot of idols. The greatest reason behind that being Hoseok liked to take you with him to events and always acted as your walking free advertisement. On being asked he said it was something about his duty to your mother for the food she fed him and you never asked twice.

"So why didn't you call before?" You asked as Hobi always comes preceded by a call or atleast a text.

"Jungkookie said he missed your food and we both have off today so we came to surprise. Suprise~" he said with a wink and you just looked before shaking your head and kept walking on, facing away from them, trying to hide your blush.

As they sat and they ordered, the duo asked you to sit down if you're free to chat, which you did and started talking about whats going on with eachother. Which involved you and Jungkook praising Hobi's new album and talking about his upcoming performance in Lollapalooza and other stuff. Jungkook also told about how he has been spending hours at stretch in the studio "insfired" by Hobi hyung's music and he wanted to do better.

"So um, what did you do yesterday?" Suddenly Hobi asked as he scooped up some rice from his biriyani and put it in his mouth.

"Nothing much had a meeting with the franchisee and stuff like that" you said as Jungkook offered you a spoonful and you gladly took it.

"Hows the franchise location going?" Kookie asked.

"It's a lot of planing and presentations and stuff but Mingi has been helping me alot. I'm glad we hired him" you said. "What did you do yesterday?"

"He had an interview and performance" Jungkook said, a sound of mmmm was heard in the end.

"Great. With whom?" You asked, the boys were behaving fishy and the answer told you why.

"I.U sunbaenim" Hobi said.

"Wow thats great" you said. Of course, at some point they are supposed to cross paths. The fact is you've never liked I.U since once you crossed paths with her, about 9 years ago. But, the boys never knew the reason, but you never asked them to not engage with her. Even before the listening party you had told him yourself that he should invite her. But, he knew you very well and knew that you'd ditch his party with some reason and he did not want that.

"That's it?" Hobi asked

"What?" You asked confused

"You won't say anything else? Just Wow great?" He said almost looking pissed. What did he even think of you to say.

"Yeah? Like what do you want me to say? Me wanting to avoid I.U has nothing to do with your engagement or any activities with her Hoseok. And I have told this to you a lot of times." You said.

"But Noona. Why don't you like I.U sunbaenim?" Jungkook asked but you like always, smiled and were about to give an ambiguous answer but you heard you name being called and you turned to see Mingi.

(This is how I imagined Mingi)

"Mingiya! Did you go through the report?" You ask, as you gave one last smile to the 2 other boys and went up to talk to him.

And before you knew the two of you indulged into a deep conversation about the business and various stuff. Occasionally laughing at his dark humour.

From far 2 pair of eyes were looking at you both quite intently.

"I hate that guy" Hoseok whispered.

"Hyung, you don't even know him" Jungkook said while stuffing his face.

"I don't need to, look how he's hogging Yn" Hoseok said bitterly.

"They are working" Kookie said and they both looked at the two of you again, you where lightly giggling at something that Mingi said.

"But Hyung, why do you think Yn Noona never tells us why she dislikes I.U sunbaenim?" Jungkook asked looking like a lost bunny.

"I'm sure she has her own reasons Jungkookie~" Hobi answered.

"But don't you think we deserve to know it too? She was so sweet to you, and she is so sweet in general. I think you should ask her that." Jungkook insisted.

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A few nights later you received a text.

My Hope 🌸 sent you a message:

Hey!

You're free tomorrow afternoon 2ish? :)

> Depends why? ;)

I want an army point of view on the order of my set list

Also I wanna show you a new choreo

> I'm down

See youu

> Yeppp

So the next day you got ready a bit early to grab some food for the boys from your restaurant on the way. You actually reached quite early, as you entered the building the receptionist greeted you knowing you very well due to your often visits. You went straight towards Hobi's studio knowing very well thats where he'd probably be.

You were about to push the door open but the conversation going on inside made you pause.

"Why didn't you invite her?" From the voice you recognised it to be Namjoon's

"You know Yn has a feud with her. So I just didn't" Hobi's sound was heard.

N- Hobah you don't even know why? For all you know she could just be jealous.

H- Why would she be?

N- Cause she is I.U, the I.U. Why else would someone dislike such a sweet human. Even Suga hyung worked with her and she is such a sweet person. Why else would she hate her. Did you know having her at your party would be such a huger boost.

H- But Yn wouldn't have come then, I know that as a fact.

N- Then I guess that would have been for the better.

Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder, you were almost scared to see Yoongi and Jimin behind you.

Jimin signalling you and asking whats up?

"I am early so I was waiting and I-" you were almost fumbling

But Yoongi just pushed the door and pulled the three of you in.

"Hi Yn" Namjoon said his lack of enthusiasm could be heard from his voice.

"Hey Yn~" J-Hope said scanning you from up to down. "What happened? Whats wrong" Hobi asked, just by looking at you he knew something was wrong.

"I am not jealous of I.U" you mumbled.

"What? Where did that come from?" Yoongi asked clearly confused.

"Yeah I heard your conversation Namjoon".

"Good! Cause I wanted to ask Yn dont you think thats a bit selfish on your side for how Hobi always considers your side?" Namjoon said

"I have always told you guys that you've gotta do what you've gotta do. My likes or preferences shouldn't matter there." You said getting more agitated by the minute.

"He atleast deserves the reason. We all do! Cause her being there would have been a greater boost and statement. More than your petty grudge!" Namjoon said harshly.

"I have MY REASONS TO FEEL WHAT I WANT AND I AM NOT EXPLAINABLE TO ANYBODY! IF YOU THINK MY ABSENCE WOULD HAVE BEEN FOR THE BETTER, THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE FCKING SAID SO." With that you turned around, shoved the bag of food you brought in Jimin's hand and stormed out of the building with tears brimming your eyes.

What hurt you more than Namjoon's words were that Hobi just stood there, as if he agreed to all that. Did he feel that way too?

Your phone was vibrating constantly, you pulled it out, only to see Jimin calling. But, you did not pick up, you were too deep in your thoughts. You hailed a cab, all the way to your home, wondering how did things go this way. You never wanted to impose into Hoseok's career. Were you a burden?

Meanwhile your phone kept blasting up with notifications, mostly from Yoongi, Jimin and Jungkook who heard what happened from Jimin. Most of them were from Jimin, you weren't surprised though, he was the only one who knew why you hated I.U. More like, why you were scared of I.U or intimidated by any female Idol. Why you rarely spoke or even interact with any female idol, because of what I.U had done to you.

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Meanwhile in Hybe Building 🏢

"What was THAT?! Namjoon hyung?" Jimin spoke out in shock as be put down the bag of food.

"What? I just finally spoke out what all of us had been thinking" Namjoon said shrugging.

"Speak for yourself" Jimin said.

"What do you mean? You don't wanna know this reason?" Namjoon said, putting stress on the word reason.

"No! I DON'T BECAUSE I KNOW OKAY! I KNOW WHAT I.U DID TO YN NOONA! IT WAS INFRONT OF MY EYES" Jimin said out loud.

"I.U sunbaenim did something to Yn Noona? They've met?" Jungkook asked who recently came to the studio after hearing that Yn was seen rushing out of the building.

"Yes. I know, but Yn had made me swear not to tell anyone."Jimin said, and he began "You remember our 1st MAMA in 2014? How Yn had rushed home in the middle of the award ceremony because she said she wasn't feeling well? And then evaded us for over 2 months? Then turned up with short hair?"

"Don't forget how she was a caffeine addict and after that I never saw her touching any form of coffee" Jungkook added and Jimin nodded.

"You mean to say somehow I.U sunbae caused that?" Yoongi asked.

"Yn had walked off to find the ladies room. And she was talking too long, so I went after her as Hobi hyung asked me to check. I was walking towards the corridor and noticed Yn Noona and was about to call out to her and suddenly I.U sunbaenim walked out of a room, arguing with someone and literally collided with Yn Noona. It wasn't Noona's fault yet she said sorry and was about to walk away but I.U sunbaenim threw a fit. And in moments she started calling Yn Noona names and suddenly pushed her off. I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do! But before I could react I.U grabbed a cup of coffee from the other person and dunked the whole damn thing on Yn's head and stormed off. I ran to her, but she forced me to go back, but I didn't I took her to one of our stylist who let her borrow a hoodie I was carrying and asked her to take Yn to a cab. Did you know, Yn never speaks or goes near any female idol even if they visit her restaurant. She doesn't hate I.U she's scared of her. She told me how even after shampooing her hair she could remove the smell of coffee from her hair and it nauseated her." Jimin paused

"She loves her hair" Hobi just said.

"And she chopped them off to reduce the smell and damage" Jimin said flinching.

"Why didn't she tell us?" Yoongi asked.

"Cause she didn't want to ruin her image in all our eyes." Namjoon said softly. "Even our Jungkookie had a crush on her, she couldn't bring herself to tell this to us. Right?" He asked looking at Jimin, who nodded. Jimin watched the look in his eyes, which was full of regret.

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You never replied to any of them, apart from Jimin and Jin. You were the closest to Jimin after Hobi and Jin literally gave you a 5 minutes long lecture as to how you should have atleast told him or return his texts as he is the oldest and loves you too much and doesn't wanna loose you just because two of his members were stupid enough to be a dick to you.

"You are more important to all of us than I.U and I mean ALL OF US" Jin assured you constantly.

Hobi texted you everyday, you read them, but you couldn't reply. You just felt really hurt at how that day He didn't even utter a word, how he also might be thinking the same as Namjoon.

You were scared.

One night you checked your messages to find.

My Hope 🌸 sent you 2 messages:

Ik you won't reply, but atleast you read them.

I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow, for Lolla.

I wish you'd come with me. <Error undelivered>

I'm sorry. <Error undelivered>

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Reread and fixed the typos lol

Idol! Hoseok x Reader: Look at me, Look at her

A/n: I was inspired to write this on seeing I.U and Hobi's video where she asked him why she wasn't invited to the listening party. Also, I don't habe anything against I.U might make her look bad and it's just for plot build up.

Summary: Hoseok and you have been friends for a long time, and as a result you are quite close to the boys as well. This story takes place after Jack in the box release and the I.U and J-Hope video comes out. Basically, you hated I.U and thus the bous avoided her, specially Hoseok who didn't invite her to his party. He loved you to pieces so he bever bothered to ask the reason behind your hatred, but things change after the video, for better or worse? Read to find out.

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You're in general a really reasonable person, you believe in treating people the way they deserve no matter who they are. And you have done that, and that has also lead you where you are right now, a holder of one of the most popular Indo-turkish food restaurant in Gimpo. Well, the business was basically your mothers, along with 6 food trucks running through the streets of Seoul.

It was a typical Tuesday evening, right before the rush hour. The restaurant was more of less empty apart from 2 groups and 3 couples. That was when you heard the back door open and close, you went to check who it was and you were met with a very familiar face.

"Yn!!!!!!" He called in his normal cheery voice and you rushed to hug him.

"Yn Noona!" You noticed Jungkook behind Hobi, you left Hobi to squeeze the big muscle bunny into an embrace.

"C'mon up" you lead the both to the special 2nd floor lounge which is generally closed for special reservations as the restaurant was often visited by a lot of idols. The greatest reason behind that being Hoseok liked to take you with him to events and always acted as your walking free advertisement. On being asked he said it was something about his duty to your mother for the food she fed him and you never asked twice.

"So why didn't you call before?" You asked as Hobi always comes preceded by a call or atleast a text.

"Jungkookie said he missed your food and we both have off today so we came to surprise. Suprise~" he said with a wink and you just looked before shaking your head and kept walking on, facing away from them, trying to hide your blush.

As they sat and they ordered, the duo asked you to sit down if you're free to chat, which you did and started talking about whats going on with eachother. Which involved you and Jungkook praising Hobi's new album and talking about his upcoming performance in Lollapalooza and other stuff. Jungkook also told about how he has been spending hours at stretch in the studio "insfired" by Hobi hyung's music and he wanted to do better.

"So um, what did you do yesterday?" Suddenly Hobi asked as he scooped up some rice from his biriyani and put it in his mouth.

"Nothing much had a meeting with the franchisee and stuff like that" you said as Jungkook offered you a spoonful and you gladly took it.

"Hows the franchise location going?" Kookie asked.

"It's a lot of planing and presentations and stuff but Mingi has been helping me alot. I'm glad we hired him" you said. "What did you do yesterday?"

"He had an interview and performance" Jungkook said, a sound of mmmm was heard in the end.

"Great. With whom?" You asked, the boys were behaving fishy and the answer told you why.

"I.U sunbaenim" Hobi said.

"Wow thats great" you said. Of course, at some point they are supposed to cross paths. The fact is you've never liked I.U since once you crossed paths with her, about 9 years ago. But, the boys never knew the reason, but you never asked them to not engage with her. Even before the listening party you had told him yourself that he should invite her. But, he knew you very well and knew that you'd ditch his party with some reason and he did not want that.

"That's it?" Hobi asked

"What?" You asked confused

"You won't say anything else? Just Wow great?" He said almost looking pissed. What did he even think of you to say.

"Yeah? Like what do you want me to say? Me wanting to avoid I.U has nothing to do with your engagement or any activities with her Hoseok. And I have told this to you a lot of times." You said.

"But Noona. Why don't you like I.U sunbaenim?" Jungkook asked but you like always smiled and were about to give an ambiguous answer but you heard you name being called and you turned to see Mingi.

(This is how I imagined Mingi)

"Mingiya! Did you go through the report?" You ask, as you gave one last smile to the 2 other boys and went up to talk to him.

And before you knew the two of you indulged into a deep conversation about the business and various stuff. Occasionally laughing at his dark humour.

From far 2 pair of eyes were looking at you both quite intently.

"I hate that guy" Hoseok whispered.

"Hyung, you don't even know him" Jungkook said while stuffing his face.

"I don't need to, look how he's hogging Yn" Hoseok said bitterly.

"They are working" Kookie said and they both looked at the two of you again, you where lightly giggling at something that Mingi said.

"But Hyung, why do you think Yn Noona never tells us why she dislikes I.U sunbaenim?" Jungkook asked looking like a lost bunny.

"I'm sure she has her own reasons Jungkookie~" Hobi answered.

"But don't you think we deserve to know it too? She was so sweet to you, and she is so sweet in general. I think you should ask her that." Jungkook insisted.

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A few nights later you received a text.

My Hope 🌸 sent you a message:

Hey!

You're free tomorrow afternoon 2ish? :)

> Depends why? ;)

I want an army point of view on the order of my set list

Also I wanna show you a new choreo

> I'm down

See youu

> Yeppp

So the next day you got ready a bit early to grab some food for the boys from your restaurant on the way. You actually reached quite early, as you entered the building the receptionist greeted you knowing you very well due to your often visits. You went straight towards Hobi's studio knowing very well thats where he'd probably be.

You were about to push the door open but the conversation going on inside made you pause.

"Why didn't you invite her?" From the voice you recognised it to be Namjoon's

"You know Yn has a feud with her. So I just didn't" Hobi's sound was heard.

N- Hobah you don't even know why? For all you know she could just be jealous.

H- Why would she be?

N- Cause she is I.U, the I.U. Why else would someone dislike such a sweet human. Even Suga hyung worked with her and she is such a sweet person. Why else would she hate her. Did you know having her at your party would be such a huger boost.

H- But Yn wouldn't have come then, I know that as a fact.

N- Then I guess that would have been for the best.

Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder, you were almost scared to see Yoongi and Jimin behind you.

Jimin signalling you and asking whats up?

"I am early so I was waiting and I-" you were almost fumbling

But Yoongi just pushed the door and pulled the three of you in.

"Hi Yn" Namjoon said his lack of enthusiasm could be heard from his voice.

"Hey Yn~" J-Hope said scanning you from up to down. "What happened? Whats wrong" Hobi asked, just by looking at you he knew something was wrong.

"I am not jealous of I.U" you mumbled.

"What? Where did that come from?" Yoongi asked clearly confused.

"Yeah I heard your conversation Namjoon".

"Good! Cause I wanted to ask Yn dont you think thats a bit selfish on your side for how Hobi always considers you side?" Namjoon said

"I have always told you guys that you've gotta do what you've gotta do. My likes or preferences shouldn't matter there." You said getting more agitated by the minute.

"He atleast deserves the reason. We all do! Cause her being there would have been a greater boost and statement. More than your petty grudge!" Namjoon said harshly.

"I have MY REASONS TO FEEL WHAT I WANT AND I AM NOT EXPLAINABLE TO ANYBODY! IF YOU THINK MY ABSENCE WOULD HAVE BEEN FOR THE BETTER, THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE FCKING SAID SO." With that you turned around, shoved the bag of food you brought in Jimin's hand and stormed out of the building with tears brimming your eyes.

What hurt you more than Namjoon's words were that Hobi just stood there, as if he agreed to all that. Did he feel that way too?

Your phone was vibrating constantly, you pulled it out, only to see Jimin calling. But, you did not pick up, you were too deep in your thoughts. You hailed a cab, all the way to your home, wondering how did things go this way. You never wanted to impose into Hoseok's career. Were you a burden?

Meanwhile your phone kept blasting up with notifications, mostly from Yoongi, Jimin and Jungkook who heard what happened from Jimin. Most of them were from Jimin, you weren't surprised though, he was the only one who knew why you hated I.U. More like, why you were scared of I.U or intimidated by any female Idol. Why you rarely spoke or even interact with any female idol, because of what I.U had done to you.

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Meanwhile in Hybe Building 🏢

"What was THAT?! Namjoon hyung?" Jimin spoke out in shock as be put down the bag of food.

"What? I just finally spoke out what all of us had been thinking" Namjoon said shrugging.

"Speak for yourself" Jimin said.

"What do you mean? You don't wanna know this reason?" Namjoon said, putting stress on the word reason.

"No! I DON'T BECAUSE I KNOW OKAY! I KNOW WHAT I.U DID TO YN NOONA! IT WAS INFRONT OF MY EYES" Jimin said out loud.

"I.U sunbaenim did something to Yn Noona? They've met?" Jungkook asked who recently came to the studio after hearing that Yn was seen rushing out of the building.

"Yes. I know, but Yn had made me swear not to tell anyone."Jimin said, and he began "You remember our 1st MAMA in 2014? How Yn had rushed home in the middle of the award ceremony because she said she wasn't feeling well? And then evaded us for over 2 months? Then turned up with short hair?"

"Don't forget how she was a caffeine addict and after that I never saw her touching any form of coffee" Jungkook added and Jimin nodded.

"You mean to say somehow I.U sunbae caused that?" Yoongi asked.

"Yn had walked off to find the ladies room. And she was talking too long, so I went after her as Hobi hyung asked me to check. I was walking towards the corridor and noticed Yn Noona and was about to call out to her and suddenly I.U sunbaenim walked out of a room, arguing with someone and literally collided with Yn Noona. It wasn't Noona's fault yet she said sorry and was about to walk away but I.U sunbaenim threw a fit. And in moments she started calling Yn Noona names and suddenly pushed her off. I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do! But before I could react I.U grabbed a cup of coffee from the other person and dunked the whole damn thing on Yn's head and stormed off. I ran to her, but she forced me to go back, but I didn't I took her to one of our stylist who let her borrow a hoodie I was carrying and asked her to take Yn to a cab. Did you know, Yn never speaks or goes near any female idol even if they visit her restaurant. She doesn't hate I.U she's scared of her. She told me how even after shampooing her hair she could remove the smell of coffee from her hair and it nauseated her." Jimin paused

"She loves her hair" Hobi just said.

"And she chopped them off to reduce the smell and damage" Jimin said flinching.

"Why didn't she tell us?" Yoongi asked.

"Cause she didn't want to ruin her image in all our eyes." Namjoon said softly. "Even our Jungkookie had a crush on her, she couldn't bring herself to tell this to us. Right?" He asked looking at Jimin, who nodded. Jimin watched the look in his eyes, which was full of regret.

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You never replied to any of them, apart from Jimin and Jin. You were the closest to Jimin after Hobi and Jin literally gave you a 5 minutes long lecture as to how you should have atleast told him or return his texts as he is the oldest and loves you too much and doesn't wanna loose you just because two of his members were stupid enough to be a dick to you.

"You are more important to all of us than I.U and I mean ALL OF US" Jin assured you constantly.

Hobi texted you everyday, you read them, but you couldn't reply. You just felt really hurt at how that day He didn't even utter a word, how he also might be thinking the same as Namjoon.

You were scared.

One night you checked your messages to find.

My Hope 🌸 sent you 2 messages:

Ik you won't reply, but atleast you read them.

I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow, for Lolla.

I wish you'd come with me. <Error undelivered>

I'm sorry. <Error undelivered>

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" YOONMÍN "

Demiştim Yoongi , şimdilik belimi sarıyorsun . Ben hedefime yani kalbinin dört odasına birden ulaştığımda tutunduğun şey kokum , kanım ve tenim olacaksın .

Eh , sensiz tükenmekten daha iyi bir şey varsa kokunla müptezele dönüp seninle krizler geçirmek çok daha albeniliydi .

#yoonmin / psycho/

I read this at 9 am, waking up immediately and like I’m just in love. This is such a heartfelt fic oh my god. I love the relationship between Jimin and the OC. Literally smiled at the cute fluffy parts, ughhh this made me feel something for sure.

Could you write another part pls? 🥺

I sincerely loved this so much ❤️❤️

I could use a hug-Park Jimin 🌸

You looked at the clock in your living room, that informed you it was almost 7 pm. It was way too early to go to bed, but all you wanted to do was lay in bed and curl up. You weren't exactly the girl who cried easily, given your unhealthy habit of bottling up emotions and trying to hold them till you inevitably exploded at the wrong time. You felt a lump in your throat that seemed to be lodged in there pretty well. You turned off the tv, that was providing background noise to your misery and trudged to the kitchen of your shared apartment. Your roommate was in her room, probably watching a drama, and you didn't want to go interrupt her, in your attempt to find a distraction.

You poured yourself a glass of water and opened the fridge to see if there was a snack to be seen. Nothing seemed to tickle your fancy particularly and you closed the door, dejected. Walking to your room, you closed the door and leaned against it.

"Ok Y/n, it's okay. Calm down, what's wrong with you?" you scolded yourself.

The truth was, you felt far from okay. Your best friend, who happened to be a worldwide super star was leaving for a tour tomorrow. You had seen him off for multiple tours, many times at this point, but the fact remained that you would get immeasurably sad every time the day he was to leave came closer. To top it all off, you had exams about a week from now, so that meant you'd be busy preparing and Jimin would try to avoid calling you as often, so as not to disturb you. You knew that.

That was just how he was. Always caring and protective. It seemed that he had taken over so many roles in your life, away from your home in Busan, where both of you had grown up. Despite his hectic schedule of working almost 28 days every month, he always assured that you were attending your classes, you were eating your meals, were scoring good in your tests and were physically and mentally well. The boy was an angel in human form and you smiled slightly, knowing that millions of girls across the globe would agree with you.

You picked up your phone and plopped down onto your bed. You opened his chat and were about to type a text before stopping yourself because he would probably be packing, or going over tour schedules with his members and you didn't want to interrupt. You made sure to extend as much care and courtesy to him as he did to you, even though at times it felt lacking, simply because it was so hard to get on his level. But he understood your little gestures of restraint and affection that were reserved for just him since you both were little kids. That unspoken understanding and double sided forgiveness and affection was what had kept your friendship alive well over 20 years. You locked your phone and let it fall beside you. Sighing, you opened one of your course books and tried to study.

After about an hour, you looked up from your book because your phone had vibrated with a text. The screen lit up and the notification read, "Mini 🤪".

Had dinner yet?

A smile tugging at the corners of your mouth, you typed back, "Not really hungry yet." And sent it.

Whyy? 🥺

"Umm... no reason."

Y/n, you ok?

"Yes, yes!"

If you say so...

You fell back onto your pillows. He'd believe you, no matter what you said. It was one of the many many reasons you hadn't been able to stick with any one of your temporary boyfriends. Not to say that they weren't trusting or trustworthy, but there had always been a gap in connection. There had never been the complete acceptance and blind trust you and Jimin shared. Staring at the roof, you felt the pangs of sadness coming back. He'd be on the other side of the world for a whole month. Saying that you couldn't function without him, would be an exaggeration for sure, but you did enjoy him being only a 15 minute drive away. That was closer than even your university campus and you loved hanging out in his apartment when you were free. Your heart hurt thinking it would be empty for the next month.

Making up your mind, you slid your feet into your slippers and headed to the closet, changing into a fresh pair of sweats and tying your hair into a ponytail. You knocked and peeped into your room mate's room, telling her you were going to head out. Getting into your car, you headed to the nearest shop, getting some tteobokki and soju, then headed to his apartment.

Parking in his apartment complex, you couldn't help but smile involuntarily. You loved it here. And not just because it was one of the safest, most secured places in Seoul.

Entering the lift, you watched the number change as you ascended, till his floor.

You knew his passcode, but since you hadn't let him know that you were coming you rang the doorbell. You heard shuffling behind the door and your smile continued to grow.

The door opened and there stood your favorite person in the whole world. His hair was messy, and his clothes were mismatched, probably because he had thrown on the shirt at the last moment before opening the door. His eyes widened in surprise and then disappeared almost completely, immediately afterwards as his face lit up in a huge grin.

"Y/n?" he giggled. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Surprise!" you said weakly, the smile still on your face.

It was miraculous how electric his presence was. There was only happiness when Park Jimin was around. He was a "happy virus" in his own words, and he had an infinite supply of good vibes which he radiated at all times. You already felt happiness creeping in where there had only been bitterness earlier.

He stepped aside, looking at your hands with eyebrows raised. You shrugged and stepped in. "I was hungry," you mumbled.

"You were hungry?" he asked incredulously. "I asked you if you had eaten and you said that you weren't"

"Well, Mr. Park I wasn't at the time." You snapped back playfully.

He took the shopping bags from your hands and laughed brightly as he made his way to the kitchen. You looked around at the orderly living room, making your way to his bedroom door, and sure enough, just as you expected, the bedroom was chaos.

Jimin had always been a chaotic packer, and you knew he loved to pack as many outfits as he could 'just in case' and don't even start about skincare. The boy was religious when it came to taking care of himself, and you loved that about him. You also loved that he had great products which you would nick sometimes.

"Jiminshi! Did a bomb go off in here?" you called over your shoulder.

"A little help would be appreciated," he called back.

You stepped in, shaking your head and dragging one of his suitcases to the foot of the bed and started neatly folding the disarrayed clothes into the carrier.

Folding one of his plain black hoodies, you felt as if you were being overwhelmed with his scent in this room. It hit you again like a ton of bricks, that he was going for real. Shaking your head, you placed the last hoodie in the suitcase and safely zipped it shut, moving towards the next one.

Jimin came to the room, looking for you. "Hey! I was kidding!" he laughed and rushed over snatching his pants from your hands. You smacked his arm lightly, "Im almost done." You assured him, but he was busy looking into the suitcase, his cheeks heating up in a flushed red, which confused you as you followed his line of vision to the pile of neatly folded undergarments sitting innocently in the corner of the suitcase.

You burst out laughing, your head falling onto his shoulder. Jimin pinched your arm, mumbling something that sounded like "You didn't have to do that..."

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You gobbled down on the rice cakes as Jimin poured himself another drink, as your first glass was still untouched. His amused eyes looked at you, crinkling at the corners.

"Was my little y/n-ie that hungry?" he asked half playful, half concerned.

You didn't spare him a glance as you poked around in his bowl to find a piece coated well in the sauce.

"Yaah! I'm talking to you!" he said, annoyed by now.

"Of course I was hungry, I've been studying all day." You retorted.

"Suuure, you were" he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Is there a reason you're being mean to me?"

You shook your head.

"Won't you regret being mean to me tomorrow, when I won't be around?" he asked feigning innocence.

Your chopsticks stopped in the air momentarily, before you gathered yourself. You shook your head again.

"Yah, look at me." He used his signature soft tone. He knew you got upset when he went away, and he wished he could change that but both the things were beyond his control, his schedules and your moods. So he tried to comfort you, every time that happened.

You looked straight into his eyes, a silent plea in your eyes. He smiled at that, and pinched your cheeks. "Say it openly, go on."

"Why do you have to go so often?" you asked, pouting.

"Do you want me to stay?" he asked, his voice still kind and soft, even though both of you knew that was impossible.

You scoffed. "As if you'll stop if I ask you to." You said.

"I know you won't ask me to" he said, mirroring your tone.

You smiled softly. You knew how euphoric he felt on stage. How his fans were his life and how he loved performing for them. You would never in a million years ask him to give that away, even for a minute, and he knew that fully. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes.

Oh no oh no oh noo you softly scolded yourself. It wouldn't be nice to him if you started crying. He'd feel bad, and you only wanted him to feel excited about the month ahead.

"I guess I could use a hug" you whispered, your voice cracking, your eyes fixated on your hands in your lap.

Without a second's delay, Jimin, the kind hearted boy who was always ready to lend comfort where comfort was needed, threw his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into a warm hug. You rested your head on his shoulder and let a few tears escape.

Jimin felt the wetness on his shirt and his heart broke a little. He hated seeing you sad, but he understood the genuine emotions behind those tears. You found it difficult being without him and he reciprocated the feelings. He felt intensely protective over you, and he worried about you when you were away, making sure to stay in touch virtually. He would be lying if he said he wouldn't miss you terribly. He patted your head softly, as you sat on the couch in total silence for a few minutes.

"You can stay here for the night." He announced.

You smiled into his shirt. You'd like nothing better.

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Finally zipping his last suitcase, Jimin looked up at you as you sat with your legs crossed on his bed, a little, tired smile on his face.

"When's your flight?" you asked timidly, as you made way for him to fall onto the bed and get comfortable. He took a minute to lay comfortably on his pillows, then patted the place next to him. When you had settled comfortably into the crook of his elbow, he replied, "Early morning. I'll have to leave home at 3am."

You felt as if someone had gutted you once again. You didn't think he'd be leaving so soon. It was 9 pm already. "You should get some rest then." He hummed softly in agreement. You looked over and he had already closed his eyes. You rolled your eyes and turned to face him.

He opened one eye slightly, and smiled at you. "Something on your mind?"

"You'll be gone when I wake up?"

He laughed, the mirthful sound reverberating in his chest. "Bold of you to think I won't wake you up with all the ruckus I'll cause."

"I'll kill you if you interrupt my sleep Park Jimin." You warned him, though deep down you wished he'd wake you. But you knew he'd never disturb you.

He giggled. "I will." He assured you.

"I'd like to see you try." You retorted with a punch to his ribs.

"OOf!" he complained and tickled your side, causing you to squirm and laugh.

"Sleep now, Jiminie." You tell him.

"Yes, ma'am." He said, mocking a salute in your direction. You rolled your eyes and settled down for the night.

"I'll miss you." You said faintly.

"I'll miss you too." He answered, his voice sweet as honey, close to your ear, giving you delicious goosebumps and immeasurable comfort at the same time. He flicked the hair from your forehead and hummed a sweet song, as you fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, currently content and not worried about the thought that you'd wake up to an empty bed tomorrow morning.

Expensive Taste (M)

Summary: Jimin? Bound to a bed you say? Wet and naked you say? An opportunity you'll probably never see again you say? Then you better fucking take it.

Pairing: Jimin x Y/N

Genre: Pwp, smut (and nothing else), subJimin

Warnings: Bondage, sensory deprivation, face riding, shoe fucking (yes, he fucks a Loubiton), edging, use of sex toys, masturbation, swearing, alcohol consumption ... a lot goes on for 3.5k

Word Count: 3.5k

Fuck, if this isn’t the hottest shit you’ve ever seen in your life. You didn’t realise just looking at something could make your pussy throb and make you want to suck dick like you truly enjoyed it.

Park Jimin spread out on his bed, blindfolded, soaking wet from his shower, naked, is that sight.

Getting him to sub was a task, but how can a boy refuse when you’re wearing the Chanel lingerie and Loubs he bought with you last month. Like hell were you normally a sub yourself but when Jimin first took you home from that £250 candlelit meal to his penthouse with the intent to ruin you, a girl had to oblige. It wasn’t exactly a task to complain about when he’s forcing your fourth orgasm out of you. 

But now into the third month of the mega fancy dates, the introductions as his ‘girlfriend’ at the executive functions and balls and the intense, but totally satisfactory sex life you two had partaken in, it was finally time for the biggest step in the relationship. Sub Jimin.

“Baby if you’ve left I swear to fuck you’re on sex toys and your fingers for a month.”

Tied up and blindfolded and still running his filthy mouth like his dick isn’t hard and at my mercy.

“I’m here.”

His abs untense a fraction as his body slumps back into the bed realising the proximity is close enough that you’re either on or at the end of the bed. 

His body glistens, with sweat or still wet from the shower, you don’t know - also don’t care, because, the way the red hues of the mood lighting carve against his abs and chest is a god-like display for the eyes. The sheets are slightly ruffled around his from when you’d made work of lowering and tying him down to the bed, but the sight is just poetic in front of you all the same. 

His lips part with an apprehensive sigh as you continue to leave him hanging on his own thought and imagination. You know sensory deprivation. Fuck, he’s played that card on you more time than he’s fucked you from behind, so you can just sense the way his entire body tingles with the want for touch, sound, sight, anything to clue him in on how you’ll play him. But just like tasting your own medicine goes, this is going to be a dirty game.

He feels the bed sink below one of his feet first, then it’s the slightest touch on the base of his feet, normally ticklish for him, but like a fire lit and vibrating up his body at this moment. 

You want to string this out a little, play with soft touches up his body like he’s made of strings, but the awaiting dick in your sights calls to another, much more feral part of your brain.

You’re back off the bed and walking to the bedside table where your wine, vibrator, buttplug and lube lay in an organised display. You hear him shift on the bed, and see the way his bottom lip is now caught in a tight clench between teeth - whether to suppress the urge to speak or for him to feel, something, anything, at this point, you can’t quite tell. 

It’s the wine you take. White. And cold. Cold enough that perspiration trickles down the glass and onto your finger, so your press the cold liquid that gathers onto one of his nipples. You earn a grunt in return as he releases his lip, head perking forwards as if he thinks he’ll be able to see what you’re doing. 

Continuing with the task at hand, you ungraciously and unceremoniously pour half the contents of the glass onto his naked and bearing skin. This time, he gasps, swears under his breath probably at the cold, maybe at the sensation the cold brings, and your mouth twitches at his reaction - you almost think you see his cock twitch too in your peripherals. 

You finish the rest of the glass yourself, making the sound of the cold alcohol trickling down your throat as apparent as possible.

“What is it?” He’s not asking because he cares, he’s asking because he needs to hear you speak, needs something to grasp onto so he’s not in this debilitating limbo of silence.

“Taste for yourself.” You lean over the bed and place your mouth against his stomach, licking, sucking and slurping up the liquid that had come to settle between the silk smooth skin at the lines of his abs and the pit of his bellybutton. Then, you find your way up to his mouth and latch onto the thick lips that lay open and waiting for you. 

But you are off him before he can get any further into the action. And he pants, clamping his lips together after swirling his tongue around his mouth to pick up the leftover wine that spilt.

He smirks at the same time you do and you know he’s got it, the rich prick. 

“The Montrachet… 2016.” 

Of course, he’s right. You figured the most with that smirk and the way he’d been drilling into you how he was gonna buy that same wine company that cultivates the wine so glamorously spread across his body.

“And who told you, you could raid my wine. That’s three grand a fuckin- shit.” You want to laugh at his stutter, but opening your mouth to it causes a moan to spill instead as you mount his cold, wet abdomen, and instantly get to the task of rolling you naked lower half against him. You’d undressed everything but the Loubitons as soon as the blindfold hit his eyes.

“What are you doing?” He’s breathless now that he finally has you warm and skin to skin on him.

“Thought you wanted another taste baby. Didn’t want it to go to waste since it was so expensivee-ah.” You lift yourself off, pussy throbbing, before the sensation spreading dangerously down to your toes is too hard to turn away from.

You work your way, on hands and knees up to his mouth, placing a chaste kiss against him before hovering just out of reach, so close his breathing that he’s trying so hard to keep at bay, dries your lips.

“Isn’t that what you wanted, baby.”

“Yeh,” his voice, still low, still heavy with apprehension is cut off as you push up on your knees and then lower yourself onto his unsuspecting lips.

He smells wine and wetness before he is greeted by the warmth of it, and his lips pucker with tongue instantly finding its way into you. He hums and you moan, sensations of pleasure spiking your body instantly despite you already knowing your every move.

“Taste good huh?” And his hum in affirmation, drawn out longer than the first, spikes into you more than you were ready for, so your hand seeks the headboard and your hips begin to move, fucking that sweet mouth of his.

Wet tongue darts out into your cunt, pressing flat and firm and then delving deep inside so that you can move your hips up and down on it. Your clit goes unattended until you shift yourself forward so it presses to his nose and despite your moans and the way he is practically airless underneath you, you’re sure you hear him inhale your scent.

And, you can’t seem to let up, fucking yourself in circles and then up and down as his tongue, and tongue only drives you into a frenzy.

“Fuck Jimin. So good, so so good, baby.” The rambling commences at the same speed that he now moves his head side to side, making every use of his mouth without the aid of his hands to get you off. You didn’t think you’d cum from this, it was merely going to be a pass by, but when he bites down on your clit and then tongue fucks you whilst shaking his head, you nails scrape into his scalp and almost cum right then and there.

So, pulling yourself off just as you feel the knot almost snap and pull at his hair, you look down to see his tongue still darting out to taste your remnants of you that plaster his face and the smirk that he wears after.

“You almost made me cum, you bitch.” And it fuels the fire of his ego, smirk growing into a deep laugh. He’s bound, blindfolded and completely in your hands yet you’re the one who’s like putty. 

You almost say fuck the whole thing and abandon, but when you turn to see his dick is harder than before and leaking, it’s too good of an opportunity to miss.

Climbing off him, you round the bed, watching the smirk falter as he realises he no longer has the upper hand, no longer has a fucking idea where you are and what you’re doing. You grab the vibrator and lube as you go, quietly though, it’s all a bunch of surprises from here. 

“Y/N.” He’s calling out to you, but you reply with the first touch of your heel, hard and cold to his thigh. He shivers, not really understanding the sensation.

You’re sat, ass at the end of the bed, in nothing but your Loubs with legs spread as you begin to trail one, then the other heel up his thigh. He feels the smooth of you calf brush him and swears lowly as he realises what you’re doing - torturing him with his present.

You pull one leg in just before it reaches his crotch and pour the lube, bottle ready and waiting at your side onto the bottom face of the shoe. You realised hygiene was a bitch during sex, even despite the shoes being £800 fresh out of the box, so washed them earlier. You’ve always wanted to make a guy cum from a pair of Loubs - living the dream some would say.

The next time cold heel hits skin is directly on his dick, shaft spiking up when the wet of the lube sinks into him.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He sounds angry. Horny and angry at the fact he is turned on by getting shoe fucked.

You press your left leg into his thigh, the heel digging hard into flesh so he hisses - call you petty but you didn’t like his tone - whilst the other tests the water on his shaft, running up and close to the tip, but not close enough. The proximity to pleasure causes him to buck up.

“You wanna cum?” 

“Not with your fucking shoe I don’t.”

The foot tending to his dick pushes harder, heel dangerously close to his balls and he knows it.

“Watch it, or I’ll make you cum with my foot instead.” Feet. He hates them.

“Bitch.” He whispers it and you almost see him settle back, lips releasing their tight hold as he tries to find the pleasure in the smooth and cold sensation of your shoe.

You press harder this time as you run it up and down his dick, his tip getting attention garnering a hiss from him. You find a rhythm, as does he with the way he begins to fuck up into the feeling, chasing the sensation of when it presses hard against his tip, he also begins low groans and the occasion ‘fuck’ under his breath.

“That’s it, baby. You think you can cum like this?”

“No,” another harsh press that this time finds his balls too. He doesn’t seem to mind though. “Fuck-ah, maybe, I don’t know. Just keep going, harder.”

His words, breathless and low cause a new wave of tension in your crotch, blood rushing everywhere and that pit needing release starts reeling in. Your hand finds its way to your exposed pussy, two fingers sliding straight in like light work - Jimin sure did a job on you with his mouth earlier. Fuck you miss his mouth, but seeing him splayed and fucking himself up into you is just as spank bank worthy.

“You look so hot.” 

Either he hears the way your words falter or he hears the rhythmic pumping of your fingers in your core.

“Are you fucking yourself right now?” He sounds both disbelieving and turned on beyond belief. His words are also accompanied by his pelvis stuttering, trying to find more pleasure.

“Mmm.”

“Let me see, fuck, please Y/N.”

You speed up your movement and much to your enjoyment find that spot deep within you - the way you’re spread certainly helps.

“Mmm,” is all he’s met with again and he throws his head back further into the pillow in frustration. It somehow spawns a new sense of vigour in him, the pent up anger and tension as he fucks into your foot harder, grunting as he does so, and you barely have to do the work anymore and the slick of the bottom of your shoe slides from base to tip, hard and fast. No way can he cum from this, surely.

“Fuck.” You both utter at the same time, yours high and breathless and his a growl.

You fuck you fingers at the same speed he lifts his hips and when your palm finds your clit it’s game over for you. You string moans and curses in a random order as you body jolts, your stomach contracts and the throb burns into a frenzy.

It’s the hottest thing in the world he thinks, hearing the moans you sputter when you bring yourself to your end.

“Shit, I think I might cum.” It’s a whine that turns you on all over again despite the thrum of your pussy and the way everything burns.

It’s as he begins to stutter you draw your foot away.

He draws his whine out for longer this time, his dick pulsing and his breathing tenfold.

And it’s with hell to foot fucking, there’s a rock hard cock to be used

“Cum inside me.” It’s a statement, not a question, spoken equally breathless as he is, the orgasm still tingling through you.

“Urgh, fuck yeh.” His head perks up at the thought and his mouth draws open in excitement. 

With his chest glistening more than before, his lips bruised from sunken teeth, you say ‘fuck you’ to the gods that you don’t have a camera at this moment, because like hell are you forgetting this. Your core throbs, maybe in the post-orgasm bliss but the sight is also doing wonders for making your blood pump and your skin burn.

You can’t prologue it anymore, the desire to be filled stronger than the want to hear another whine - only just.

Stradling his sides you experimentally run yourself up and down his dick, pressed against his stomach between your folds, mixing lube with arousal and heat with heat. It draws moans from the both of you.

“Baby, let me touch you, please. At least let me see.” You lean back and take the vibrator that has sat patiently at the back of the bed, bringing it instantly to his balls.

The hum of it and the sensation hit all at once before he realises what you’ve done, and his cheeks blow out - with his eyes behind the silk you imagine - as he jolts against the restraints.

You know it’s sensitive and if you hold it too long he’ll blow his load, so you ease it from his balls to in between where the two of you are connected.

“Y/N, please baby, too much, just let me fuck you. I need it,” he’s whining and your smirking into a moan as the vibration hits your clit. It must hit the right spot of him with the way he growls and the restraints pull taught against the headboard. “Please, fuckkk.”

It’s the way he says it that has you going, vibrator chucked aside but still fizzling away somewhere, and before he can say ‘pussy’ you’re on him, sinking and moaning.

“Oh shit that’s good.” He fills you so fucking well that the position gets him right into your stomach - one hand even goes to that spot where he touches your cervix and pushes as you start moving - his dick is everywhere and it feels so good.

The slow pace has him frantic against the silk that binds his hands away from you.

“Y/N let me feel you.” 

But he’s your personal fuck toy at this point as you sink two fingers into his mouth below you. Instantly, he bites around them with a grunt and the other hand fumbles for the vibrator, still on and now pressed into his balls again, shutting him the fuck up.

You’re faster now as the vibrations sink into you too, him reaching everywhere inside of you and with teeth, baring into fingers harshly but just right that it garners a moan.

“Fuck, so good Jimin, so good.” You repeat it like a mantra.

He moans into your fingers when the vibrations against his balls get turned up by you. 

And you feel him tighten slightly, so pent up, edged when he’s never been edged in his life and his chest heaving with the need to get normal airflow. You only push harder with the vibrator and your fingers in his throat, the control of it all compelling you to almost find your release.

“You gonna come baby?” Fuck, you’re gonna come all inside me yeah? Fill me up good?” You don’t if you’re talking for his or for you, hell you barely even knew you were talking. He’s moaning loud now in affirmation of the impending orgasm.

“Fuck please come for me Jimin.” His feet must have planted at some point because suddenly he’s pistoning into you to find his end, and it throws you forward. Your fingers dislodge from his mouth and find his throat, balancing yourself on his windpipe.

With a strained ‘fuckkk’ and a harsh press of vibrator to his emptying balls, he’s cumming hard into you. His neck muscles pulse in your grip as he keeps fucking into you with pace, and knowing he’s reached his end you bring the vibrator round to your clit, the instant, harsh contact making you cum and pulse around him, head thrumming and eyes rolled.

“Shit. Fuck. Baby, baby,” you keep cumming as you feel him fall limp, body jerking still even once you’ve turned the vibrations off. 

“Holy shit,” you continue to pant to yourself, releasing your grip from his throat that must have wound tight in your orgasm because the man is red-faced and bruising at the seems.

“You good?” 

He licks his lips, mouth dry, throat hoarse. “So good, just get this shit off me.”

Fuck, he’s still tied. You were planning on letting him watch, maybe touch at some point but you’d fucked him and both cum (you, twice) without him laying a finger. You half-laugh at the thought.

“Shit, sorry baby.” 

The ties on his wrist are off first, and they’ve left bruises in their wake that you almost feel bad for. His hands find the blindfold and it’s off in a second before he takes in your form - hair down and falling amongst the beads of sweat of your chest and neck, pussy still around his dick and black Loubitons still decorating your feet.

He’s an equal feast for the eyes, but it’s him who brings a hand to your face to tuck the wild hairs behind ringing ears. 

He pulls it back and covers his eyes as he begins to laugh.

“Your fucking shoes. I cannot believe.” You laugh with him, leaning into his chest as the night’s events catch up to you and him.

“It was kinky as fuck. You legit almost came as well.”

“Shut upp,” he groans in your ear as you press you naked chest into his.

“Never living it down, Park, this is one for the grandchildren.”

He lifts your chin with one hand and furrows eyebrows despite the look of amusement still evident on his features.

“Thank god I’ll make sure our kids aren’t near you when they have their own. No sex stories from the mad granny over here.”

You kiss him briefly because his lips still were glistening and fight a smile at the topic of the future - you lose the battle.

“Kids huh? We’re having kids?”

He shrugs against the hold you have on his cheek with the other running loosely in his dishevelled locks, “You mentioned the grandkids thing not me.”

“Well the way we’re going at it, grandchildren are on the agenda very fucking soon bubs.” You wince as you ease him out of you - he groans at the cold hitting him, nothing like a bit of cock warming, he thinks.

“You’re legit on birth control.”

He says it loudly as you begin to make yourself across to the bathroom because no one likes an inner thigh with dried cum to sleep in.

Still with your back to him, parading your hips as you go, you say, “99% effective, Park, 99%.”

For all he knew you could’ve said, ‘already pregnant, Park’. But, he stopped listening as soon as he got a sight of bare ass and high heels.

I’m just gonna leave this here

Chapter One

"Maddie! Hey!" Hana ran towards me after the Grammy awards ceremony. "Congratulations! You're album was amazing" I blushed as I gave my award's to my guards after some backstage photoshoots with them. "Thank you Han, congratulations on your first Grammy performance, you did amazing!" I smiled and she nodded. "I was terrified.." she chuckled then invited the excited award winner to the after party she's throwing. "I'd love to but I have to decline, I'm so sorry. Back on set first thing in the morning." Understanding her situation, the strawberry blonde hair female nodded and left with a hug and one more congratulations.

If Madison wasn't singing, she was acting and if she wasn't acting, she was dealing with her luxury brand.

She left the arena that was once filled with people after some interactions to go home to her best friends that waited on her. They didn't waste time to pounce on to her as she entered the mansion. "CONGRATULATIONS!!" Debra screamed as Emory and Mariah recorded their vlogs. She smiled as they passed her a non acholic champagne. "THAT'S OUR GIRL!" Mariah screamed before hugging her tightly. She giggled as they all pulled away. "I wish you all were there, honestly. I was low-key lonely" she pouted as she removed her shoes and jewelry. "One day.." Emory commented as she sat. "It's late but we cooked dinner to celebrate" with a smile Madison looked at the dinner table and she sigh. "I fucking love you guys, like for real." She excused herself to her room to get changed before dining with her best friends, who's basically her sisters.

As she re-entered the dining room, she couldn't help to overhear the trio speaking amongst themselves. "So it's true?! They are actually performing at the ama's?" I heard Mariah squealed as Emory and Debbie q looked at their phones. "Who's performing at the ama's this year?" Madison spoke as she sat before her plate of goodness. "BTS!" Debra squeaked out. "BTS? Who?" Gasps was heard around the room. "K-pop? Bts? Ring a bell? They literally are everywhere lately." As she ate, she shook her head, "y'all know I be avoiding social media." They sucked their teeth at their oblivious friend. "We need to get tickets quickly." Madison smirked. "Y'all know I can bring y'all right? The Grammy's just have stricter rules but otherwise, I'll carry y'all..." She suggested and they looked at her shocked. "We have to get prepared! It's two months away!" They jumped out of their seats frightening the hungry female. "If y'all bitches don't come and eat with me, I'll be revoking those shit!!" Obeying her from the threat, they all sat together in a fit of laughter as they enjoyed the remainder of the night.

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One month later

"I really love this on you" Madison complimented Mariah on the red jumper she's trying on as the other females searched for more clothing.

"This is my favorite, literally"

"Is this the one?" Madison smiled "I'm jealous, I'm getting one in black" she responded as Mariah took it as a yes. "You'll surely catch eyes.. it'll be good for your channel as well." She nodded as Madison zipped down the back for her before leaving the dressing room.

"Debbie, you got something?" She nodded and showed her some choices. "Damn, I might as well shop as well, they have good shit in here" as she looked through her friends choices. Madison refused shopping since her stylist has everything down for her but there's nothing wrong with some extra personal clothing. "I'm surprised not much has noticed you yet." With a shrug she responded, "I'm not dressed up so I guess that's a factor." She stepped out in a strapped crop top and some designer sweats with sneakers and cap. "I'm getting this, I love it." Emory came out in a bright dress that highly complimented her chocolate tone. "Damn" I laughed at our simultaneous reaction. "You guys, don't even need me.. y'all shop better than me" after they paid and we left, I began getting noticed more and more as time pass and the mall got full. "Shit" Maddie whispered as a mob began forming, they ran towards the car, quickly entering and starting the engine before pulling off. "I feel bad, I hope they don't think the worse" Emory scoff besides me. "they betters not, you saw how we almost got crowded? Plus you get claustrophobic easily." With a sigh, Madison sat back before speaking to Debra in the driver seat. "Let's go Chipotle" Debra chuckled and the girl fell in a fit of laughter as Emory quoted an infamous vine. "Chipotle is my life"

> Chapter Two

when his daughter throws a tantrum; y/n is (whichever member)'s best friend

⨽ pairing: jimin x reader (platonic)

⨽ genre: fluff

⨽ warnings: none that i can think of

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last part of the scenario game

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"Park Sooyoung!" Jimin exclaimed as he watched his 1-year-old daughter swat her plate of food to the floor. Sooyoung was once again refusing to eat her food. Jimin let out a tired sigh as she began hysterically crying after. "No... why are you crying this time?" he asked her, despite knowing that the little girl would not respond.

Sooyoung started banging her small little hands against the table of her feeding chair. Jimin frowned and slowly got her out of the chair. "Sshh, stop crying Soo, you're okay..." he whispered as he gently began petting her back, trying to get her to calm down.

Unfortunately, her cries only grew louder. "Why are you making such a noise? Daddy's right here," he said softly, trying once again to get her to quiet down.  

You had welcomed yourself into his apartment with your spare key since you knew Jimin wouldn't hear your knocks due to the painful cries of his daughter.

"Jimin?" you said and Jimin looked at you with an evident upset expression on his face. "Help me," he mouthed and you nodded. You went to the sink and washed your hands before making your way back to him.

You gestured to him to put her in your arms. Jimin nodded and slowly put the crying baby in your embrace. "Now, now, Soo, stop crying okay?" you said and gently pat her back. "Jimin, put some food for again and then I'll try feed once I get her to calm down," you explained.

"Ssshhh, there... why were you making noise and throwing a tantrum when your daddy was trying to feed you? Huh? He even made your favourite and you decided to waste it," you talked to Sooyoung who was beginning to calm down.

"Why don't you sit in my lap while daddy feeds you, do you think that's better," you said and looked at her face. You looked over at Jimin and gave him a nod.

Making your way to the couch, with the now silent girl in your arms and her beloved farther trialling behind with her new plate of food. You sat her in your lap and Jimin smiled. "Say aaahhh," Jimin said, opening his mouth and Sooyoung did. You wiped her tears as Jimin slowly fed her, spoon by spoon until she was done.

"Thanks, y/n," he said, wiping her messy mouth with her face cloth and you smiled. "No problemo Jimin, she's an angel," you said looking at the now sleeping figure in his arms. "She is, when she isn't hysterically crying," he said causing the two of you to burst out laughing.

"WWAAAHHH" (that's supposed to be soo crying, sorry)

"Uh oh," Jimin said and you chuckled.

"I got it."

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hello !! here’s a prompt for your quote game “you’re finally home” i’m not sure if you take boy requests for this too but i’d love it for jimin, but you can do any member you’d like :)) thank you !!

⨽ pairing: hybrid!jimin x reader

⨽ genre: fluff

⨽ warnings: none that i can think of

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Jimin sat on the couch, switching his gaze from the clock on the wall to the door. “She’s normally home by now,” he mumbled to himself.

A normal night in your house went like this. You’d be home by now. The moment you’d open the door, Jimin’s arms would be wrapped around you. You’d laugh and hug him back, placing a kiss on his head, causing him to purr in delight. Then the two of you would eat dinner and watch some tv, cuddling on the couch.

Jimin frowned. You were late, and he was beginning to feel hungry. Jimin knew how to cook, but he didn’t like to eat dinner without you.

He enjoyed watching you cook. You looked so cute as you hummed your favourite songs while chopping some vegetables. He loved how whenever he’d offer to help, you’d smile and shake your head. He loved seeing you smile, it made him feel warm and happy. He unconsciously smiled as he thought about you and the things you did.

The way you’d pet him every time he helped you with something, or how you’d gently play with his ears as he laid his head in your lap while you worked. How you’d giggle as he wrapped his tail around your waist when you were in public, finding his protectiveness quite cute. Or how you’d kiss his scars, reassuring him everything was okay whenever he felt anxious or when he began to worry.

The sound of his grumbling tummy snapped him out of his thoughts, and he frowned again. “I should cook. y/n might be too tired to cook anyway,” he said to himself before making his way to the kitchen.

He opened a cabinet and pulled out a cookbook. “Today, I’ll make something different,” he whispered to himself with a smile.

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Jimin smiled as he opened the lid of the pot to check if everything was cooking well. He let out a satisfied sigh as the smell of delicious food filled his nose.

“I want y/n to come soon, hopefully, she can take a taste test before it’s done,” he said, remembering how every time she cooked, she’d let Jimin have a taste before it’s ready.

Jimin perked his ears as he could hear the sound of keys fitting into the lock. “She’s home!” he exclaimed and quickly made his way towards the door. “y/n’s home, she’s home, y/n’s home” he chanted excitedly, waiting for the door to open.

Once the door had opened, and Jimin caught a glimpse of your figure, he threw his arms around you, pulling you into a rather tight embrace. “Jimin… you’re hugging me too tight,” you can barely speak. Jimin loses his hold around you, not letting you go completely. “Hi, y/n,” he mumbles into the crook of your neck.

“Hi, Jimin,” you greet in return, running your fingers through his soft hair. “Why are you so late,” he asks, and you let out a sigh. “I had to do some extra work today, I didn’t expect it to take that long. Sorry Jimin,” you apologise, and he shakes his head, placing a quick peck on your neck. “It’s okay. I’m just glad you’re finally home.” he let out a soft sigh as you began to scratch the base of his ears.

“Me too, Minnie, me too.”

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hii anon, thank you for the request hope you liked it :)  idk what hybrid he is lol, i think he should be a cat hybrid lol

also happy early birthday to jimin !!! (it’s still the 12th rn) i just love him sm.

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part of quote game , submit request here

⨽ title: cherry balm

⨽ summary: you start using a new lip balm and jimin loves the taste.

⨽ pairing: jimin x reader

⨽ genre: fluff, established relationship

⨽ warnings: kissing

⨽ word count: 891

⨽ a/n: if you cringe towards the end forgive me. writing kissing scenes is a struggle for me lol.

There was a soft smile on Jimin's face as he watched you move around his kitchen. 

"Where do you keep your big bowls again?" You asked as you closed another cupboard. 

"In the bottom cupboard to your left," he said, and you hummed in response before opening it and taking out a bowl. 

He loved days like this. Days where'd you decide to come to his place and spend the night. 

"What're you making?" he asked as you began to set the ingredients on the counter. 

"Chocolate chip cookies," you told him. "I don't think I've made them for you before."

"You haven't," he said, getting up from the bar stool and making his way to the island. "Do you want me to help with anything?"

"Remember what happened the last time you lent me a hand?" You asked, pouring flour into a measuring cup. 

The last time you were here, you made cupcakes. 

What started off as playfully putting flour on each other's noses and cheeks turned into you being covered in flour. 

"I don't want to clean up a mess like that again..." he chuckled. "I promise this time I'm going to behave."

"I'll let you help me put them into trays," you smiled, causing him to playfully pout. 

"Please?" He asked, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your shoulder. 

"I won't be able to move properly like this, Jimin," you huffed, trying to get the man off you. "I said you can help me put them in the trays. I'll even let you try the batter."

He only hummed in response before burying his head in the crook of your neck. 

One thing Jimin loved about you was your love for vanilla. It was your favourite scent and flavour. 

The majority of the baked goods you made were vanilla, and almost everything you used smelled like vanilla. You shampoo, your body wash, your perfumes, everything. 

Jimin's favourite was your lip balm. God, how he loved the Oh So Heavenly vanilla lip balm you used. 

"Do you want a chocolate chip?" You asked, popping one into your mouth and humming at the taste. 

Jimin lifted his head and nodded, opening his mouth and saying: "Ah."

You smiled before popping two into his mouth. "You know you could learn to make these if you just focused on what I was doing. So you don't always have to wait for me to come over for you to have something baked."

"Even if I learnt... I don't think they'd taste as good as yours," he sighed, letting go of you. 

"You'll be using the same recipe, so they'd definitely taste like mine," you said. "Here, you can taste the batter and tell me how it is."

You handed Jimin a teaspoon of the batter. "Please tell me if it's too sweet."

When Jimin put the teaspoon in his mouth, his eyes widened at the taste. "If this is how the batter tastes like this, I can't wait for the cookies."

"Is it too sweet or not?" You asked, taking the spoon and tossing it in the sink. 

"It tastes just fine to me," he smiled, giving you a quick kiss. 

"Don't kiss me when you have batter on your lips," you whined, licking your lips. 

"I can't see my lips," he chuckled, licking his lips to get the batter off. 

Jimin's face turned in confusion as he licked his lips again. 

Something was different, and he couldn't put his finger on it. 

"It's off," you told him, walking to the oven to get the tray. 

"Baby," he said, and you hummed. "Can you kiss me again?"

"In the kitchen?" you asked with a frown, placing the tray on the counter. 

"Relax," Jimin told you, knowing how you felt about being intimate in the kitchen. You were okay with hugs and pecks but nothing more. "I'm just asking for a kiss. Nothing more."

"Fine," you huffed before walking to him and kissing him again. 

Jimin's hands made their way around your waist and pulled you closer when your lips landed on his again. 

They were still sweet with the taste of chocolate from the chocolate chip batter. But instead of your sweet bubble balm, he could faintly taste something new. He wasn't sure what flavour this was he loved it. 

Jimin suddenly lifted you up onto the counter, causing you to gasp. With your lips parted, he slipped his tongue inside your mouth. 

He stood between your legs, a hand in your hair as you continued to kiss him. 

"You changed your lip balm," he breathed when you eventually pulled away, your bodies still close. 

"Yeah," you whispered, catching your breath. "I couldn't find another vanilla bubble balm, so I had to get something else. Does it taste weird?"

"Not at all," he told you. "What flavour is it?"

You unconsciously licked your bottom lip. "I think it's cherry."

"Cherry?" he asked, lips brushing against yours, and you hummed in response. "Keep using it for a while."

And his lips were pressed against yours again. He wasn't sure if it was because he was different compared to what he was used to, but the taste of your lips was almost intoxicating. 

He couldn't think about anything other than how he really hoped you'd use this cherry balm for a while. 

« Amigos com benefícios »

⿴ ≡ Min Yoongi (NonIdol! Yoongi x NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴘᴀʟᴀᴠʀᴀꜱ: 988 palavras ᴀᴠɪꜱᴏꜱ: Yoongi dom; leitora sub; tight riding; sexo desprotegido (não diria que é um Kitty Kink, mas o yoongi fala muito isso, então…). ⚠️MENORES POR FAVOR NÃO INTERAGIR ⚠️  ≡ ⿴

🖇..⃗. Sinopse: Você sempre amou sua relação de ‘amigos com benefícios’ que tinha com Yoongi, mas quando você se da conta do controle dele sob você (em especial sob seu corpo), você enlouquece e decide acabar com sua relação. Mas acontece que Yoongi não concordou com a ideia.

Continuar lendo

I’m just gonna leave this here

jimin, seokjin and taehyung packs ~

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I need some rough sex with jimin. Maybe he makes her sit on a vibrator while he fucks her face?? If you’re not comfortable, that’s totally understandable. Sorry if this was a bit much. Thank you love!

— rough ‼️ | pjm

prompt: rough sex w/ jimin.

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, vibrator, creampie, bf jimin, rough sex

⸝⸝ word count: 1k

⸝⸝ note: n/a

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you stand in front of jimin as he sits on the bed looking up at you , playing with the tiny bows on both sides of your lace panties. you lift up your right leg and place your knee on the bed beside him , standing up on one leg only now. jimin rubs on your back slowly , not saying anything.

you stay this way for a few moments before he pats your other leg , a sign he wants you to sit on his lap. you do so , wrapping your arms around him as he holds you tightly and closely. you stare at him for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. jimin grabs onto your neck , holding you in a kissing position and squeezing slightly. he harshly kisses you , biting on your lip as he pulls away after a few seconds. you stare deep into his eyes , the sparkle in his eyes bright as he becomes more aroused by each passing second.

he softly kisses your collar bones , leaving wet trails of love on your chest. you giggle as his lips feel ticklish against your skin. you feel him becoming hard under you as he begins to rub your butt , playing with your panties once more. you adjust yourself on him in a way that signifies you’re growing impatient. he smirks and takes off his shirt , tossing it off to the side. he holds you steady as he stands up , plopping you beside the bed.

he turns you around , making you face the bed. he bends down onto his knees , moving your panties out of the way and spreading your butt cheeks. he sloppily licks you up , humming into your vagina as he eats you with pleasure. you grab onto his wrist , but he continues. you grip onto the bed covers , your eyes fluttering as jimin continuously licks your vagina , rubbing his nose against it. he stands up and grabs you roughly , walking you over to his desk chair. you balance yourself on your knees as jimin holds the chair , keeping it from rolling away.

jimin rubs his cock over his boxers , feeling how hard he is. he groans , feeling hornjer than ever. you look back at him with a smile , wiggling your butt , still impatient. jimin smacks it , walking off to the nightstand for a condom. he unwraps it and slides it on his cock , fully protecting it. he walks back over to you , holding onto one of your butt cheeks as he then grabs his cock and pushes it inside of you with no warning. you twitch slightly , taken off guard.

with no hesitation , jimin starts to fuck you , groaning and sending sharp tingles through your body as he spanks you. the chair moves uncontrollably , your moans filling the room.

jimin slams into you , pulling out and grabbing you by the hair. he brings you back over to the bed , only beside it. he bends you all the way over , you prop your hand on the floor to keep yourself steady. he holds onto the sides of you as he resumes pounding you , the sounds of the tiny bells on your panties ring everytime he thrusts inside of you , forcing you to take all of his inches.

you feel your thighs dripping with wetness and pre-cum , wanting so badly to cum on jimin’s cock. “im so close” you say in a stutter. jimin picks up the speed, teasing you. you stand up holding onto the bed as jimin turns to face the bed and props your leg onto it. the feeling of his balls smacking against your pussy make you feel even more wet.

jimin slows down , out of breath. you turn to face him and see sweat sliding down his abs. you smile at the work you’ve put him through. he grins back , placing his hand on your shoulder , making you get on your knees. his cock is still hard , and you wonder what he’s going to make you do next. he opens the nightstand and pulls out a vibrator , turning it on and turning it to your favorite setting. he hands it to you. you hold it under you , letting it massage your clit , sending waves of pleasure through your body.

jimin looks down at you , watching your eyes as you close and open them , resisting the urge to cum. he strokes your hair gently before suddenly grabbing onto it and lifting your head up. “take it off” he says. you grab onto the condom and pull it off , a loud pop sound as it comes off fully. he grabs his cock and shoves it in your mouth. he groans at the warm temperature of your mouth , stroking in and out.

you turn the vibrator setting up , your legs becoming weaker. jimin fucks your mouth , practically gagging you. he scoots closer to the bed, your head mashing into the mattress everytime he thrusts his cock inside of your mouth. you look up him , your eyes watery and on the verge of an orgasm. you skip a breath as your legs begin to shake. jimin grabs you once again and puts you on your back and making you open your legs wide.

he aggressively pulls of your panties and slides back into your vagina. he grabs the vibrator and tosses it to the other side of the bed. he pounds you , making the bed shake and squeak. he rubs your clit up and down in a fast motion , whispering for you to cum for him and to cum all over his cock.

your hips feel tight as your body begins to shake profusely as you orgasm onto his cock. you feel him twitch inside of you , taking out his cock and cumming onto your stomach with loud groans.

you feel tired and out of breath , but wanting another round. jimin’s completely sweaty now as he plops onto the bed out of breath and tired. he reaches over and grabs your neck again , kissing you before plopping back onto the bed and closing his eyes.

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Oh baby • Knj pt 3

Warnings: Minho is an asshole. He mentions some sexual things to Y/n.

Word Count: 2,535

“Mommy can we watch Moana now?” You nod your head, watching the end credits of the previous movie disappear, switching over to Moana. 

“I’ll be back baby, I’m just going to go to the bathroom.” Paying no attention, being to caught up in her movie you go to the bathroom. Washing your hands you couldn’t help but notice the eye bags under your eyes. How long did I sleep last night? Probably not long considering I was with Namjoon. God I’m such an idiot, I know I shouldn’t get involved in another relationship. Let alone with an idol.  Walking out of the bathroom you overhear Minnie talking to someone. Not like she was talking along to the movie but someone actually in the living room with her.

“Minho? What are you doing here? Minnie did you let daddy in?” Minnie was cuddled up in Minho’s arms talking about god knows what.

“Who else could’ve let me in Y/n? Also I’m here to get Minnie for my time.” Dumbfounded. What else could you be? He really thinks he could come into your home and just take Minnie even though he cancelled? “Minnie go get your shoes while I talk to mommy.” Minnie walks off to her room, leaving you alone with Minho.

“You can’t just come in here after cancelling and expect to take her out of no where.” He takes a step towards you.

“Oh? I can’t? Let me remind you whose in charge here.”

“You don’t control me. We’re not together anymore. Thank god we aren’t.” You feel his hand go your cheek gently stroking it.

“You know you miss me princess. Having me show you off. Showing you who was in charge in our shared bed. I know I miss the erotic noises you made when I had you under me.” You push his hand away and quickly walk to Minnie’s room. Getting the much needed space away from your ex. Minnie was in her room grabbing her watch you got her for when she was at Minho’s place incase she needed you. You’re not ashamed to admit that it was to comfort you more than her that she had a way to contact you.

“Okay Minnie, you know the drill. Text me if you need me okay?” You walk them both to the door. “I love you, I miss you and you’re my everything.” You both grasp each others hand and kiss them.  You look up at Minho.

“Keep her out of the spotlight as much as possible. Please.” That’s what worries you the most. Your 6 year old being overwhelmed with the spotlight. Exposed to the horrible articles that surround idols.

“Catch you later Y/n.” With that Minho shuts your door, leaving you alone. Praying he will listen to you this one time.

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Namjoon

“Namjoon, do you have any idea what this could do to you? To the rest of the members?” Namjoon was currently being scolded by management and his bandmates.

 "I was drunk. I wasn’t thinking, okay? I know I was an idiot for not being careful, but how was I suppose to know they would be watching me leave that late at night?“ He looks over at his band mates. “I’m sorry guys. This shouldn’t have happened.”

“Look it’s not Namjoons fault. Me and the boys just wanted to go out to the club and the members enjoyed themselves. Some more than others.” Namjoon blushes with embarrassment at what Sejin says. “Anyways we looked into the photos that were taken. They’re low quality, but we were able to see that it really was Namjoon so that is something we can’t hide from the fans. The girl on the other hand, was tough to point out. Fans probably won’t know its Y/n Kim."  Ever since he saw her at the coffee shop he couldn’t get her out of his head. He knew exactly who Y/n and Minnie were. who wouldn’t? She’s THE Choi Minho’s ex. She’s an amazing dancer, Jimin, Hoseok and Jungkook were all fans of her dancing. Her business wasn’t doing too bad either.

"Namjoon.” Namjoon looks up at his Jin. “None of the members are upset about this. Just please don’t bring her to the dorm again. I don’t know who was more embarrassed, me or her. You should’ve seen her face walking out. Poor girl.” Everyone in the room ends up laughing.

“Just be careful, she has a kid and doesn’t want her in the spotlight more than what Minho has puts her in.” This was coming from Taehyung. He knew you personally. He still talked to Minnie whenever Minho had her and they hung out, but you haven’t talked to Taehyung in awhile. He doesn’t blame you for it. Everyone was dismissed from the meeting. All the members heading to the dorm opting to watch a movie for the day off. Sending Namjoon to the store to get snacks.

Namjoon was strolling through the aisles of the store looking for snacks to please his band mates.

“Okay baby, you have to choose. ” Namjoon looks over at the end of the aisle and see Y/n with her daughter. Minnie looked like she was having a hard time choosing an ice cream flavor.

“You know, you could get the chocolate dipped cones with both the strawberry and chocolate ice cream.” Minnie’s and Y/n’s attention turn to me. Minnie runs and grabs the boxes and before he could get a word out Minnie came back  with the ice cream. Before Y/n could walk away Namjoon stops her.

“Hey Y/n, can we talk?” She really needs to know about the article.

“Now’s not a good time actually. Maybe some other time.” With that both girls walk away from Namjoon. Hopping he’ll have the opportunity to talk to her about the article. Of just talk to her in general.

________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________The apartment was silent without Minnie. Even with background noise Y/n found it to be too quite. It’s only been a couple of hours since Minho picked up Minnie but she was so used to having her giggle, singing or dancing around the house. Sure Minnie would go to school, but Y/n knew it would be for a couple of hours, plus she would be at work. Minho texted you earlier, letting you know that he would bring Minnie back Monday morning since he would have another interview later that day. Y/n was in the kitchen getting another slice of pizza when her phone went off. She pulls it out of her pajama pocket. She didn’t recognize the number.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Y/n Kim?”

“This is her.”

“Oh great! This is Park Jimin from BTS. In case you’re wondering how I got your number it was from Taehyung.” You’ve never talked to Jimin before. The only member you’ve only been friends with was Taehyung. And that was because of Minho.

“Hi, Jimin. What can I do for you?”

“So I’ve been asked to do a dance cover by KBS World, specifically a duet. I’ve seen you dance and it’s unreal. You have so much passion and it shows. I was wondering if you would be interested in working together?” He awkwardly lets out a chuckle. This wasn’t the first time you’ve worked with idols. Of course you would love to work with him.

“That would be great! Thank you Jimin.”

“It’s no problem at all. Would you be able to come to Bighit Monday around two?”

“Yeah I’ll be there.” After that you and Jimin both hung up. Your mood perked up a bit after the call.

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Monday

“Mommy!” Minnie runs into your arms. Dressed in her snow white dress Minho got her.

“Hello my love!” You wrap your arms around her while Minho walks through the door way with her toys he bought her. Minnie takes them to her room leaving you alone with Minho in your small apartment.

“I heard Jimin called and asked to do a dance duet with you.” You walk away from him walking into the kitchen to finish washing the dishes you were doing before they came.

“Let me guess, Taehyung told you?” Minho follows you into your small kitchen and leans his body against the counter next to you.

“He did. He came over and hung out. I also heard about you and Namjoon.” You immediately freeze and drop the plate you were holding in the sink splashing water everywhere. “I didn’t really expect you do go for Namjoon honestly.”

“Why does it matter what I do?” You grab a rag and wipe up all the soapy water you spilled.

“It matters because there’s articles all about his drunken one night stand.” Minho lowers his voice once he hears the tv in the living room turn on. “We all have a reputation to uphold. You need to stop being so selfish and think about my career and our daughter.” This pissed you off. What makes him think he can tell me what to do?

“Excuse me but who do you think you are? You can’t tell me what to do. Sure I had one night of fun and got together with Namjoon. That was it. Nothing more. And don’t you dare lecture me about caring about reputations. I was the one who raised our daughter alone, while you were off doing whatever it is you do. I didn’t go out to party unless it was with you, I never went out with my own friends unless you were there. So don’t come over here and lecture me. You barley even see your daughter because you always make up an excuse.” You grab his hand and drag him to your door. “Now please get out of my house.” Before he can utter a word to you, you shut the door. You hear him mutter to himself and walk away. You walk over to the living room and sit next to Minnie. Waiting until it was time to go to the bighit building.

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“Hi, I have an appointment with Park Jimin.” You sign yourself in along with Minnie. You wait a few minutes, passing time by playing rock, paper scissors with Minnie. 

“Y/n.” You look up upon hearing your name. Seeing Jimin and Taehyung.

“Taehyung oppa!” Minnie leaps up from her seat jumping into his arms. You get up from the stiff chair and walk over to the young men. 

“Hello Y/n, it’s nice to see you again.” Taehyung pulls you into a hug. Something you missed from him.

“It’s nice to see you too. It’s been awhile." You and Taehyung kept each others numbers in your phones. He comforted you often after things ended with Minho, he eventually grew busy and so did you. Neither of you blamed each other for lack of communication. Jimin holds out his hand when Taehyung lets go of you.

"Would you like to go to the studio to talk?” You agree and follow Jimin and Taehyung to the elevator leading to the studio. Minnie walks hand in hand with Taehyung. Jimin opens the door at the end of the long hallway. It was a meeting room. 

“Would it be okay if I take Minnie into our dance room?” You don’t know how long the meeting with Jimin was going to take, plus Minnie would grow bored. You take a seat at the table across from Jimin.

“So do you any ideas about the duet or?” You ask Jimin. You were honestly fine with any dance routine you had to do.

“Actually I do, I got together with Hoseok hyung and he thought doing ‘closer’ by nick Jonas and Tove Lo. We both also talk to choreographers and they thought the routine should be dramatic and sorta sexual. Of course if that’s okay with you.” Jimin rubs the back of his neck. It was cute how shy he got. 

“I’m totally fine with it as long as I don’t have to ride your dick.” You and Jimin both laugh at this.

“I don’t think Namjoon hyung would appreciate tha- I mean, um you won’t have to.” That caught both you and Jimin off guard.

“Do you mind telling me about the articles about Namjoon and me.” Jimin informs you about the meeting they had concerning the articles. You laugh at what Jin told the boys. Only being slightly embarrassed talking to Jimin about this. You’re thankful the pictures don’t show your face clearly. Jimin also tells you the days he would like to practice with you. Today being the day he wanted to show you the chorography. You both leave the meeting room and walk to the boys dance room. Upon opening the door you see  the six members dancing and running around with Minnie. You smile seeing Minnie have so much fun. Yoongi was holding her in his arms running away from the rest of the members, before Namjoon gets ahold of your giggling child. She looked so happy playing. That’s all you ever want her to be. Eventually they all notice you and Jimin. 

“Ahh the famous Y/n! How are you?” This was Hoseok talking. All the members come up to greet you.

“Hoseok hyung, let’s show her the choreography. But let’s not make it so awkward.” Jimin and Hoseok push the rest of the members away and get into position showing you the gest routine. Jimin was right, despite Jimin and Hoseok keeping a good distance away from each other it was still a little sexual. Thankfully Minnie was too distracted talking to Namjoon and Yoongi.

“That’s actually a cool chorography, beautiful and sad. I’m excited to work with you.”

“I’m excited to work with you too Y/n. Should I walk you down?”

“I can walk her down.” Namjoon is by your side holding Minnie’s hand.

“Okay then I’ll see you tomorrow for practice.” You nod at Jimin and follow Namjoon and Minnie out the door. After a walking for a few minutes Namjoon broke the silence.

“I’m guessing you heard about the articles by now.” You nod.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve been more careful. I mean I don’t drink often but the guys wanted to celebrate and I just need to let loose.  But do I regret meeting you? No, I don’t because I had a great time with you. Of course I don’t mean just the um dirty stuff.” He’s rambling. You can’t help but find it cute. “I actually really like just talking to you. Like a lot.” By now you were in the elevator heading to the lobby.

“I like talking to you too Namjoon and the other stuff.” You both chuckle. The elevator door opens and you all walk out. “Well I’ll be seeing you around. Goodb-”

“Can I take you to dinner? I can take you both.”

“Thank you but I need to make arrangements with the other dance instructors in my building. Maybe some other time.” With that you grab Minnie’s hand leave Namjoon watching you leave.  

Happy Birthday | Park Jimin

Idol! Park Jimin x Reader

Husband x Wife au

Genre: Fluff

A/n for text messages ignore the fact that my keyboard is a photo of Namjoon😅

October 13th. Your boyfriends birthday. THE Park Jimin. An idol running the K-pop industry along side his six best friends. You and Jimin have been together for 4 years, but married for 2. He was always showing you how much he loved you despite him always traveling. He always made sure he left you a message or called you. This year for his birthday he would be busy with performances. You told Jimin you wouldn't be able to make it to the performance as you had gotten sick. He was a bit disappointed that you wouldn't see him perform and spend his birthday with him. But you promised him you would make it up to him when you felt better.

"Alright baby, I'm going to head on out." He plants a kiss on your forehead as you lay on the couch.

"Good luck and happy birthday, I'll see you when you get home." He grabs his bag and walks out the door. You shoot up from your comfortable position on the couch to see him leaving your driveway. You quickly make your way to bedroom to grab a clean pair of clothes. Jimin wouldn't perform for a couple hours leaving you with enough time to dress, and make sure his surprise was really. You have been hiding it for a a couple days now.

A couple of hours have passed and you make your way to the arena where the boys would have a show case at. You text Jimin.

You couldn't describe how much you loved Jimin. Whenever you had a fight, you would both try to work it out, not wanting to fall asleep angry with on another. You remember the day he proposed to you. It was winter, you were out for one of your date night, walking through the snowy city after eating dinner. Jimin led you to the part of town that had the most beautiful lights during the Christmas season. You both started a snow ball fight with each other. You accidentally hit him in the back of the head and he goes down groaning and holding his head. At first you were laughing at him thinking he was a drama queen, but after a minute of him groaning and not laughing like you were you started to get worried that some how a rock or something hard was in the snow you threw at him and walked closer to him.

"Jimin are you okay?" He didn't respond and you walked closer to him placing your gloved hand on his shoulder. He turns to look at you and smiles. He repositions himself into one knee and holds out the most beautiful ring to you.

" My actings pretty good isn't it?" You both chuckle as tears well up in your eyes. You couldn't be mad at him for making you worried that you hurt him when he's here proposing to you.

"Y/n, my love these have been the best two years of my life and I can't see my future without you. I love you even more as each day passes by. I had a whole speech prepared but I think you hit me so hard I forgot it." You laugh even more and wipe the tears off your face. "Will you marry me?" You nod your head unable to get any words out of your mouth. He stands up and kisses you. Slipping your glove off and the engagement ring on.

The taxi stops and bring you out of your thoughts. You made it to the arena where Jimin was performing. You pay and make your way to the stage door. The staff allowed you in, already in on the surprise. They were told not to tell Jimin you were here. You pull out your phone and text the rest of the BTS members.

You take your seat along with everyone else and wait for the performance to start. You loved seeing Jimin perform. He was so passionate about singing and dancing. His movements were graceful no matter which type of dance it was. With each passing minute you grew nervous about his gift. You didn't know why exactly you knew he would love it. He's been wanting one for so long. After awhile all the boys came out and performed there hearts out for their fans.

After the performances the boys left the stage and you say in your seat waiting for someone to come get you.

"Miss Y/n." You look up and see Sejin. "Are you ready?" You nod and follow him to the room the boys would be in. Jungkook comes around the corner with a cake. He walks up to the door as you step out of the way taking a deep breath.

"Don't worry, he'll love it." You smile up at the maknae and help him light the candles. The door opens and everyone starts to sing Jimin happy birthday. He notices you and his face immediately lights up even more. Jimin blows out the candles and comes and kisses you. With shaky hands you give him the present. He unwraps the box and opens it. His eyes widen as he sees what's inside. Yoongi comes around and looks over Jimin's shoulder.

"Baby shoes. Cute." Jimin is frozen looking at the pregnancy test and the baby shoes. He didn't give you a reaction and it made you worried.

"Jimin, say something." Taehyung backhand Jimin's chest.

"I'm going to be a dad." He looks at you with a huge smile on his face, reaching into his eyes. "That's wonderful!" He brings you into a hug. "How far along are you?"

"8 weeks, but I found out just a couple of days ago." He grabs your head and plants kisses all over your face.

"Is that why you've been sick so lately."

"It is. But I came and watched you perform, you did amazing like always." Jimin turns around and looks at his band mates.

"You all knew before me?" They all shake there heads.

"is it a boy or a girl?" He turns back to look at you.

"It's too soon to tell."

"This is the best present ever." He kisses you again. "You'll be a wonderful mother Y/n." He places his hands and your stomach.

"And you'll be a wonderful father Jimin."

"I call being the god father of the Bangtan baby!" Yoongi yells out to everyone. You all laugh.

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