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There’s just something about the whole friends/roommates to lovers that’s I just love 💕 this was written so well and lived the member appearances and the way jk immediately dropped his plans to comfort OC just 🥹

BTS Jungkook- Roomates

I had only just gone to bed when I heard the front door unlock, I continued to climb into bed knowing it was probably just Jungkook coming home from his night out. I heard a crashing sound, glass shattering on the ground and I was up and out of the bed. I pulled on my fluffy robe and walked out of my room towards the kitchen. Jungkook's back was towards me, and at his feet was broken glass, and his shirt was gone. "Kook? Are you okay?" I asked reaching out to touch him, but he shrugged me off, looking over his shoulder at me "Stay back, there's glass," he slurred clearly he was drunk. I sighed "Turn around," I said and he shook his head "No," he replied and I rolled my eyes "You're being weird about nothing. I've seen you shirtless before," I told him.

"That doesn't mean you need to see it again," he said with a pout on his lips, I can't help but smile a little. "What?" he demands "What's so funny?" he added and I shrugged my shoulders "You just don't seem like the kind of person who would be self-conscious about something like this," I said. Jungkook spend a few hours every morning at the gym, there's no denying that it had clearly paid off. "I'm not." and I nodded "Obviously," I teased before walking around the island to be in front of him. "Please, just go back to bed," he said while watching me walk around the island, "I'm wide awake," I answered and he sighed "It's not my problem," he muttered and that's when I saw he had his black shirt wrapped around his left hand.

I furrowed my eyebrows "What did you do?... Are you in pain?" I asked while walking towards him, "Hey-stop, glass," he reminded me. I sighed before walking around the island and he turned around to face me "I set the cup down too hard on the counter? It shattered in my hand," he explained pulling off the shirt to show his bloody hand. I grab his wrist and drag his hand to the sink. He stood behind me as I run warm water over it, carefully using my nails to pull out any shards of glass. "You're too strong for your own good," I scolded him, I knelt down to pull out the first aid kit from under the sink. 

I dap some alcohol against his palm and he hisses, it stings but it's better than being infected. His right hand comes to the other side of me, boxing me in between his body and the sink. I carefully gauze his hand, and taping it so it doesn't come undone while he sleeps. "There," I said releasing his hand, and he took a deep breath before letting it go. "Why do you smell so good?" he asked, I turn around in his arms to face him and he's smirking. He leans back against the island, no longer caging me in "I've been stealing your soap." I told him, crossing my arms over my chest. He raised his eyebrow at me and I feel heat climbing up my neck "Sorry... I ran out of mine," I explained. "Don't feel bad." he was suddenly serious, "You can have anything of mine you want. All of it even."

I'm caught off guard. He was so sincere, I couldn't help but feel a little touched "Thanks." I tuck my hair behind my ears "I do love that soap." he grinned at me before heading off towards the hall "Goodnight," he called over his shoulder. I heard the bathroom door shut and finally I willed myself to carry my body back to my bedroom. Once behind my closed doors, I reach up to place my hand over my chest. My heart was racing. It was hard to fall asleep

Jungkook falls down on the opposite end of the couch and I tried to keep my eyes anywhere but him. If I looked into those dark brown eyes, it would be all downhill from there. "I'm going out later, on a date, just so you know," Jungkook said and apparently that was it. As a strangled sob tears out of my mouth, I attempt a frantic scramble off the couch. But his arms come out and he catches me, using my own momentum to trip me and fall into his lap. I tried to get up right away, but his arms tighten around me, one hand tangling in my hair to bring my head closer. I bury my face in his neck, trembling wildly as tears slide down my cheeks in salty waves. 

"Hey, come on, don't cry," he begged "It breaks my fucking heart to hear you cry." I can't stop. I gulp for air and shudder in his arms, and he strokes my hair and makes rough, soothing noises that only make me cry harder. "I won't go." I shook my head against his neck, it wasn't fair to him. "I'm fine." my voice muffled against his neck, but I hear his voice loud and clear. "You're more important." I cursed him in my mind. He doesn't even realize the things his words can do to my heart. I cling onto him "I'm broken." and he shook his head no "your not broken Y/n. I promise." I sniffled "Then help me prove it." He gently pulled my head up. I meet his gaze and find nothing but raw emotion and shining sincerity. "Okay," he whispered back. Then lets out a long unsteady breath. "Okay. I will."

He stands up with me in his arms and carried me to my bedroom. He places me down on my bed before walking around my room as if he owned it himself. He walked over to my wall and pointed at my college degree next to my high school diploma "First to go to college," He said and I smile slightly. He motioned to the wall of art I had done "Art," he said and then looked at my desk before picking up a picture frame, inside it's of my parents "They would've been so proud of the woman you become." He hands me the photo and I look over my parents faces. "I'm sorry I forgot," he said suddenly. I looked up at him but his gaze was at his feet, "It's your parents anniversary today," he said before looking up at me with a sad smile. But it wasn't his responsibility to know that "It's okay."

He shook his head before sitting next to me on my bed, "I'm your best friend," he said putting his arm around me "I'm not going on my date tonight, she'll get it," he added. I highly doubted the girl he asked out would understand that he is standing her up for a girl who he claims is his best friend, but I didn't say anything. "Thank you Jungkook," I whispered leaning into him, "Maybe we can get all the boys together," he said rubbing his hand up and down my arm and I nodded my head in agreement. He pulled out his phone with his other hand and opened the group chat he had with his friends, who also became my friends. The most recent texts was them teasing him about his date, I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of her, but than again he was ditching her for me.

He sent out a text that said change of plans, that we should all meet at Jin's hotel. "Kook-ah that's far for us," I complained and he shook his head "It's the weekend, besides Hyung will give us a room," he answered before getting up and going to my closet. I watched as he delicately packed my things for me into a duffle bag, "You don't have to try so hard to make me feel better," I said as he was heading towards the door but he just shot my a grin "If I was trying hard you'd know," he teased before going across the hall to his room. "Put your make up on!" he called and I rolled my eyes, but if we were going to see the other members it made me feel more confident. They were all handsome men and if I didn't try a little bit I was going to look like a hobbit next to them. 

Jungkook threw both of our bags in the back of his car "Let's go," he said waving for me to get into the passenger side. I climbed into his car at the same time as him "I've got a playlist, we can stop for food on the way, and then the boys will meet us for drinks," he explained the plan. Although I wasn't in the mood, I knew that spending enough time doing things, I would be forced to be in the present instead of in my head. I watch Jungkook turn on the shuffle before backing out into the driveway. It hadn't occurred to me until exactly this moment that I might want something like this. But now that I'm thinking about it, I know that I do. Jungkook is exactly what I want. But it would never work. I'm his best friend, and he's always going on dates with other girls. 

I push the thought from my mind and focus on singing along to the songs Jungkook had chosen. He went to my favorite fast food place and ordered my favorite, even paying for it because he's a 'good friend'. I was starting to feel better and when we arrived all the boys greeted us at the front door. Taehyung hugging me and spinning me around, Jimin kissing my cheek, Namjoon and the older boys hugging me. Taehyung looped his arm through mine and led me into the fancy hotel. It still amazed me that Jin's father owned this hotel, among several others, but this one was his, and he was the manager of it. We went into the bar and Jin led us towards the VIP section that was more private. 

Taehyung was clingy to me, probably because he knows what it's like so miss someone who has passed on. His grandparents who raised him no longer are with us, and every now and then his heart breaks. "To them," Taehyung said holding his shot up, and we all clinked our glasses against his and all downing our shot. The boys caught me up on what they were doing. Namjoon and Yoongi had been producing new music, Hobi was on a dance team, working towards entering a competition, Jimin was doing contemporary dance for a theater nearby and Taehyung was modeling new clothes for a fashion company. They were all doing such spectacular things, I couldn't help but feel like I was falling behind. 

I felt someone's hand on top of my head, giving me a gentle pat. I looked to see it was Jungkook "You're not falling behind or running late," he whispered into my ear, and he pulled back to look me in the eye "You're the baby of us all," he teased ruffling my hair before removing his hand. "I'm not a baby," I mumbled before taking another drink, eventually everyone was beginning to feel the alcohol, Jungkook and Jimin had gotten up to start dancing, trying to impress Hobi who was critically watching both of them. I could hardly hold my head up, instead leaning it against Taehyung's shoulder. "We should call it a night," Yoongi said, being the only one who wasn't completely wasted, a few of us complained, but we also knew he was right. It was almost one in the morning now. Jin handed me a room key "For you and Jungkook." he then handed a different one "For you and Jimin."

Jungkook helped me up and Jimin threw Taehyung's arm over his shoulder "We will see you in the morning," I said bidding them goodnight. We stumbled our way to our room and checked it out. "Our bags," I sighed and Jungkook let out a dramatic sigh "I wanted to keep drinking too," he complained and I shook my head "You've had enough," I said pointing at him. He ran his fingers through his hair "Because..." he pauses "Because you were having more fun with Taehyung," he said with a pout. I rolled my eyes, Jungkook always gets like this when we hang out with the group of boys. If I pay more attention to one of them than him, he gets jealous. "It was your idea to hang out with them," I reminded him a little more hostile than I meant to. I turn to head to the door, I was going to go get our bags from the car.

He grabbed my wrist as soon as my hand touches the door and I turned to look at him "Are you mad at me?" he slurred, his eyes shifting around, "I'm annoyed, not mad. I don't like when you get jealous," I explained and he nodded "I know." I felt bad at how sad he sounded. "Was your date mad you bailed?" I asked trying to change the subject "How was your date with Taehyung?" I paused looking at him in disbelief after hearing his bitter tone. "I was here with all of you, not just Taehyung," I said trying  get it through his thick skull, but talking to drunk Jungkook was like talking to a wall. He was fidgeting with the gauze on his hand that I should've changed before we left "You guys were just awfully close tonight. Your head on his shoulder." he pointed out and I wanted to scream at him that I was literally in his lap, crying into his neck this morning but I knew it was useless. "Kook-ah you're so drunk."

"Not drunk enough to not notice you two." I didn't know what to tell him, I did have a great time with Taehyung, because I felt like he could understand how I was feeling, but that didn't mean I appreciated being with him over the others. "I know he likes you... He's told me many times," he said and I felt my cheeks burn, I hadn't had an idea, Taehyung is very touchy with everyone "Okay...?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I didn't think he'd do anything because everyone knows how close we are..." and I furrowed my eyebrows "And why would that stop him?" I questioned and he let out a fake laugh. "Y/n, why do you think my girlfriends don't last long?" he asked, I wasn't stupid, I know that they were intimidated of my friendship with Jungkook, which is a similar reason as to why I never had boyfriends. Guys don't like you living wit your guy best friend.

I take a deep breath, not knowing how to respond. I never thought about my part in all his relationships, mostly because he was always dating. I just assumed he was trying to find someone he liked. "I would never trade you for anyone who didn't value you, as much as I do." I think about the girls he's been with "but.." his intense stare silent me "I only go have to keep dating because of you." I raised an eyebrow "What do you mean?" I questioned, my drunk mind trying to keep up with him "It doesn't matter. But every girl I give up on is because she's jealous of you." I felt speechless. "I'm not telling you this to make you feel guilty for my failed relationships, but I need to start being honest with how I feel." I swallow thickly "And that is?"

I can tell he is nervous because he released my wrist and rubbed both of his palms on his pants. "You're the most permanent thing in my life Y/n, of that I am sure." I couldn't help but smile at him "So are you in mine," I assured him, trying to relieve his jealousy. He chuckled shaking his head "I don't think you understand what I mean..." he slurred waving his hand as if to remove my confused thoughts. "What I mean is...I want you permanently. In my life." I rubbed my forehead "Jungkook for the sake of my head, you need to be more clear," I said feeling a mild pound begin. "I will be. From now on, I'll prove to you just how much you mean to me." he brushes his fingers against my cheek, tucking hair behind my ear. I was speechless at his gentle touch. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I pull it out to check I had a message from Jimin asking if we made it back okay, and if I wanted to make them ramen. 

Jungkook also saw my text and I could see the sadness behind his eyes, "Umm Jimin and Taehyung are hungry and I told them about how we packed ramen..." I hated his sad nod "I could make you some too before I go," I offered heading into the kitchenette in our room. "Just go get the ramen," I told him pulling a pot out filling it up with water. "Y/n." I walk to the stove, setting it down on one of the burners. I felt an arm over my shoulder, across my collar bone, hand holding onto the other shoulder, the other wrapping around my middle. I felt my back pressed against his firm chest, and my heart skipped a beat. "Please don't go," Jungkook whispered into my shoulder "Koo..." I reach my hand up towards his, intention with removing it, but as soon as my fingers brush against skin, I find my hand linger over his.

I slid my fingers between his, holding onto him. He brushed his lips against my neck "don't go, stay with me." he begged. It felt good to be wrapped in his strong arms. "I won't go. Let me text them back." I pull out of his arms and pick my phone up from the counter, texting Jimin that I was too tired and that I was just going to go to bed. "There." He grabbed both my wrists and I still. He tugged me forward until I'm nestled against his chest. His arms fall around me carefully, as if he's telling me I can pull away, that he'll understand, that it's my choice. But I felt so safe, so warm, so devastatingly content that I can't seem to come up with a single reason why I shouldn't enjoy this moment. I press closer, hiding my face in the soft fabric of his sweater, and his arms wrapped more tightly around me, his chest rising and falling. My hands come up to rest against his stomach, his hard muscles tense under my touch, My left hand slips around his ribs, up his back. Jungkook freezes, his heart racing under my ear. My eyes fall closed just as I feel him try to inhale.

I try to remain perfectly still. I try not to make a sound. But my mind won't stop racing and my heart won't stop hammering against my chest. I lift my head to look at him, wondering just how far I could go, "You can do whatever you want." It was as if he was reading my mind. I hope he couldn't. I reach up to tangle my fingers in his dark locks, feeling the curled strands fall through my fingers, I pause there a moment. "This okay?" I asked and he nodded "Yeah, you're good." I allowed one had to drift down past his shoulders, chest and finally ending on his abs. The material of his sweater was sill between us, but I ran my fingers over the hard ridges there. "You're playing with fire," he warned and then dropped his forehead to mine. It made me feel delicate and protected- but also I felt powerful for getting this kind of reaction out of him. 

I lean up and press my lips to his. I stiffled his gasp, his fingers curling into my skin, pulling me against him. His lips are soft. Achingly soft. He takes the lead in a matter of milliseconds, my mouth parting for him, welcoming him into my mouth. Jungkook's hands travel over the curve of my ass, to the back of my thighs, lifting me up onto the counter, his warm body between my legs. My heart was beating so fast at the possibilities of where this could go? Would it be awkward? Would there be eyerolling and reluctant touching? But those thoughts disappear as his hands travel everywhere, his mouth desperate against mine. I didn't think that he could elicit such sensations with just his hands and mouth.

His hands trail fire in their wake, siding down my side to pull me to the edge of the counter, so I could feel his hard body against mine. I wrap my arms around him, my legs squeezing him tightly. A small, displeased moan falls from my lips when he pulled away, breathlessly. His hair was a mess, one I didn't even remember doing, and his lips were kiss swollen. "Y/n," his hands run over my thighs, and I tried to pull him back towards me, the need for his lips against mine taking over. But he doges my mouth, lips skimming against my jaw, kissing my neck below my ear "Are you sure?" he panted and I swear I shiver "Once we- If we-" he swallowed "It's not going to be the same between us," he whispered, but I was drunk on him, "I don't care. I want you." I boldly pull my shirt over my head and tossing it on the ground somewhere in the hotel room. 

He resumes kissing me, down my collar bone, over my breasts. My head is spinning. I can barely concentrate on what is happening, too focused on the fact that this is Jungkook I'm making out with. This is Jungkook making my back arch into him. this is Jungkook making me moan in desire. And somehow it all makes sense. His body molds into mine like we are two pieces of the same puzzle. No other guy felt this good against me, this right, it's as if he was meant to be there. I thought maybe it would be awkward, but instead I wished this was something we had done long ago. By this point my skirt is pooled around my waist, his shirt is off and lying on the floor next to mine. 

I take in his torso and swallow, those hours at the gym really paid off. I run my hands over his strong shoulder, down his pecks, tracing my fingers over the lines in his abs. Jungkook presses his lips to mine again, and I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling his lower half flesh with mine. My mind went unfocused. His tongue slid passed my lips, his fingers removing any clothing that was left on my body. I was completely naked in front of him, and he didn't waste any time exploring the skin I had always kept hidden. He lowers his head kissing down my neck, over my chest, teasingly flicking his tongue over one of my nipples, before continuing his descent down my abdomen. "Relax," he cooed pushing my thighs further apart, he settled his head between them, his breath fanning over my sex. 

I stiffle a moan as his tongue lapped over my cunt. He wasted no time, causing my eyes to flutter shut. I've done things like this with other guys, but none of them were like Jungkook. He actually knew what he was doing and my eyes fluttered shut. His tongue is gentle and teasing, coaxing shudders from my body. I arch my back to press more into him, and his tongue begins to draw circles, faster and tighter than before. I could feel my thighs begin to shake and then he stopped. My eyes fly open and I'm ready to scold him, but when I see the look on his face, all protest dies. He tugged his boxers down, is member springing up and my eyes widen, he had to be the largest I've ever been with. 

He gently stepped between my legs, his hands soothingly running over my waist, his mouth brushing over my neck. He was driving me crazy, I swear if he didn't do something in the next few moments I was going to lose it. I was quivering beneath him. His traces patterns over my body until I'm panting, and gasping at the touch of his hand. I pull him closer to me, grinding my hips against his erect cock. "Koo," I whimpered and only then does he position himself at my entrance, teasingly running his tip between my folds before pushing inside. The first thrust is only an inch before he stops. I take a deep breath, feeling him, it had been a while since the last man I was with. I wrap my legs tighter around him, forcing him in a little deeper. He takes the message, moving his hips forwards and backwards, inching his way inside. 

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bury my lips against his skin. I moan against his skin, even though he was large, he was gentle, hands coasting over my body. I could hear him breathing hard, his pulse against my lips pounding. I hold onto him as he completely fill me, I never felt so full, or good. I shift closer to the edge of the counter and Jungkook groans, clutching my thigh, he then starts pulling out and sinking very slowly into me again. "Oh, fuck," I whimper against his neck. I start pressing sloppy kisses to his neck, my teeth grazing his skin, I nip at him and he hisses and then I run my tongue over it to soothe the pain. Jungkook moves quicker, I could feel the entire length of him, rubbing against my walls over and over. 

He hits the spot in the back nearly every time, causing me to see stars. My body tightens around him, my nails digging into his back and my lips attack his neck. One of his hands sneaks between the two of us, his thumb circling around my clit causing me to moan. I gasp, clenching tightly around him when my orgasm shattered through me. I come apart, moaning his name and Jungkook cursed doing his best to help me ride my orgasm out before pulling out. He jerked himself off only a couple times before orgasming himself right into the sink. "Really? Jin won't appreciate that," I said with a teasing undertone "Jin can get fucked," he replied breathlessly. Something washes over me, a creeping sadness, that can only be cured by the feeling of Jungkook beneath my palms.

I reach out towards him but then stop as he pulls up his boxers, his back towards me. I wasn't sure what it was going to be like now. He was right about things changing in our relationship, it couldn't be the same. He turned to look at me and he stepped into my hand that I didn't realize was reaching out still. He stepped back between my legs and I wrap my limbs around him, resting my head on is chest. The looming ache disappearing, "We should sleep, eh?" he said running his hands up and down my sides. My eyes glance at the beds and suddenly I'm wishing that Jin had accidently gave us a room with one bed. He lift me up and carries me across the room and sits me down on one of the beds. I grabbed his arm and he looked at me with a questioning eyebrow.

"I..." I what? Am speechless? Confused? Scared? I don't know what to say, or what I want. We're friends. Good friends. Who just had sex. We were supposed to sleep in separate beds? "Sorry," I mumbled releasing him from my grip "What do you want?" he asked and suddenly I felt embarrassed. "Nothing," I answered before climbing under the covers so my back was towards him and he just chuckled. I felt the bed indent behind me and suddenly Jungkook was behind me, pulling me towards his chest, his strong arms wrapping around my body. "Better?" he asked into the back of my head and I nodded my head up and down. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep in his arms. Only I didn't wake up in them.

I sat up and looked around the room, but he was nowhere to be found, not even a ghost of him. I felt the tears blur my vision before falling down in a cascade. I tried to wipe them away over and over, but they just kept coming. I heard the door to the room open and I turned my back towards it, not wanting whoever was coming in to see how much of a blubbering mess I was. "Hey, sleepy head," I heard Jungkook's voice, but I was embarrassed to look at him now. I feel his hand against my back and he forced me to look at him "Hey," he said in a sad voice, "Don't do that," I cried and he pulled me into a hug. "You can't have sex with me, sleep with me and then just be gone in the morning," I told him, his hand ran soothing up and down my back "I was just getting our bags from the car," he explained with a laugh.

I punched him off of me, glaring at him with a pout "Pretty baby, I'm sorry, but I wouldn't just leave you," he said wiping off my tears. "I'm in love with you. But that's not news. Not to me, and not to you, I don't think. Not if you're honest with yourself," he said. My eyes widen. I hadn't expected him to confess. I figured everything he said last night had to do with both of us being drunk and horny, but there's nothing hazy in his eyes. He chuckled before kissing my forehead "You're silly," he said before setting my bag down next to me "We should be getting home," he added. I dug through my bag and pulled on sweatpants and a large sweatshirt, "Let's go," I said pulling the strap of my bag over my shoulder. 

The two of us leave the hotel room and head down to the lobby. "Breakfast?" he questioned pointing towards the breakfast buffet, I shook my head no but we walked over there because our friends were already sitting down. "You guys heading home?" Namjoon asked and I nodded my head, words apparently had left. They all got up and started hugging us. "Woah, Jungkook what happened?" Jimin asked poking his neck, I felt my entire face burn red, Jungkook may have had a few hickies on his neck. "There was a mosquito in our room last night," Jungkook replied with a smirk. Jimin looked at me before patting my head "A cute mosquito," he teased causing me to hid my face "I told you forcing them to share a room would result in this," Jin said proudly.

"Okay, okay we are leaving," Jungkook said waving off their teasing, he took my hand and lead me towards the door. We got into his car and suddenly it felt comfortable again. We drove home the exact way we had driven here, listening to music, chatting, like we never even had sex with each other last night. We walked towards the house and Jungkook unlocked the door but he let me in first. I walked inside and headed straight towards my room, throwing my duffle bag on the floor. "Fuck it," I whispered to myself, I walked over to my bed, ripping the covers off before I could grab my sheets. I carried the ball of fabric across the hall into Jungkook's room, where he was unpacking his overnight bag. He turned to look at me "What's up?" he asked and I felt my ears burn "I don't like sleeping without sheets," I answered before walking over to his bed, pulling the blankets and pillows off before putting my sheets over his bed. 

I fixed his bed completely before looking at him. He had the biggest, stupidest grin on his lips, "Cool," he said as if that was completely normal. I marched back into my room and picked up my favorite pillow and my charger before going back into his room, picking whatever side I wanted because I knew he usually slept in the middle of the bed so he didn't have a preference. Stepping back I looked at the bed and I couldn't help but feel a little giddy, the bed was now a perfect blend of the two of us. I walk out of the room to find Jungkook in the living room and I couldn't gage how he felt about me just moving in. "Did you mean what you said this morning or did I just let the sex make my brain think more romantic things when they were platonic?" I asked walking up towards him.

"I love you," he said with a smile grabbing my hand "And I don't mean as my best friend either, although that's mixed in there. I mean it as the girl of my dreams who I can't get over no matter how hard I tried Last night only screwed me further and believe me when I say I almost danced for joy when I saw you moving your things into my room." By this point I was sitting in his lap and he pressed his lips against mine and I sighed at the sensation shooting through every limb. "I have a hunch you feel the same way but I need to hear it." His thumb tugs down on my bottom lip freeing it from the my teeth. "I need you to say the words out loud so I can stop thinking I'm crazy." This is it. Sink or swim. Run or stay. 

When I look into his eyes all apprehension melts away and all I can see is him. Us. Our future. And I hate myself for all the time  I wasted before I realized. I'm in love with my best friend. "I love you so much I'm not going to kill you for dating so many other girls than me." He smiled so wide it crinkles the corners of his eyes, making them sparkle the way they do when he's truly happy. "I love you enough to kiss you even though I know you probably haven't brushed your teeth since last night." I leaned in pressing my lips against his

Vowed in Blood: Chapter One

Synopsis: Born in a world where choices are a privilege not bestowed upon women, Mariah’s father establishes an arrangement with the deadliest mafia of New Work City to have her married off to its heir. In this world, a handsome exterior often hides the monster within; a monster who can just as easily kill as kiss you.

Pairing: Mafia!Namjoon x OC

Chapter Warnings: OC is underage but nothing inappropriate happens this is all just backstory. Namjoon is not even in the building yet. lol

Chapter one: The Arrangement

“3 years ago,…”

           There was a stark contrast between the loud sounds of my typing compared to the silence that reverberated through the corridor walls just outside my bedroom door. Something about today has felt off. The home that I’ve grown up in has constantly been filled with people bustling in and out and today has been nothing but complete and utter silence. What is more concerning to me is the fact that my mother has been invited into my father’s cabin for the daily morning meeting. Unusual… My father, the great and powerful dictator of this household who has strictly prohibited the women in his life from ever entering his office has specifically indicated for his wife to join him. Did I mention he also happens to be the Godfather of the Cassian Mafia? 

Yes. You heard that correctly. Father of three girls, one son, and an entire crew full of mobsters. What a multi-tasker. Only, he’s never been much of a dad to us anyway… 

           My thoughts were interrupted when my mother walked into the room with her complexion pale and her lips turned into a straight line. “Did something happen?” I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows. She took a deep breath before answering, “Your father needs to speak with you…in his office.” I slid my legs out from under my desk and approached her, “Did I do something wrong?” I did not know what I could possibly be in trouble for. My youngest sister Leah and I were usually the obedient ones. My middle sister Jade was the troublemaker who always broke the rules and always got punished for it. “Mariah just go. You know what happens when we keep him waiting” she dismissed.  

           I entered my father’s office carefully hiding any emotion from showing up on my face. He sat behind his overly large desk in a wide black leather armchair placed in front of various shelves filled with books that had never been read. However, they hid a secret entrance to the basement and a corridor leading off the mansion’s premises. That I knew for sure. I placed myself in one of the chairs sitting opposite of the desk across my father’s form. I waited for him to start speaking with my hands folded in my lap.

           “The Russians and the Taiwanese Triads are trying to mark their claims on our territories and they are gaining strength every day we do not make a move.” He declared. To say I was even more confused than when the day started was an understatement. Father never spoke of the business with us. Women did not need to know such details. They were just meant to carry along as they were told by the men of the house. I knew better than to interrupt. “As a result, we have to mend our grievances with the Bangtan Clan of New York in order to garner enough capital and strength to stave off our enemies.” Father carried on.

           Peace with Bangtan? I questioned myself. Every member of the Cassian mafia including my father despised Bangtan with every fiber of their beings. Although women were supposed to be kept in the dark about these things the feuds that have been happening for decades were no secret. Our families have been killing each other off for years and only within the recent past decided that it was more practical to kill off members of other crime organizations that were bigger threats such as the Russians and the Triads that had come to impact both territories negatively. “At least Bangtan got one thing right, there is no stronger bond than blood” father continued as I frowned, “Born in blood, sworn in blood. That’s their motto.” I nodded but understood nothing.

           “I met with the head of Bangtan yesterday and we agreed that in order for us to establish peace between ourselves we are to become a family.” My father’s eyes bored into mine and a sickly feeling crept up my spine. Surely he wasn’t suggesting what I think he would be suggesting. “We have decided that you are to marry the heir of Bangtan Kim Namjoon. That is the arrangement we have agreed upon and given that you are the oldest it is your duty to ensure the security of this alliance.” The finality in my father’s words ensured that there was no room for debate or question but that was not going to stop me.

           “I can’t get married! I’m only fifteen!” I countered back as if that would make a difference in my father’s eyes. “That is where you are wrong. If I say you have to get married you would do it no questions asked because I said so.” Father’s eyes bored into mine and I knew my fate was sealed. “Luckily for you, your mother was adamant about you being of age and finishing school before leaving the walls of this house.” He continued. Any sort of relief his words were meant to bring me never came to fruition.

           There were only two things I knew of Kim Namjoon. One was that he was the heir to one if not the deadliest mafias to have ever existed and two he received his nickname ‘The Vice’ for the vice-like grip he used when crushing a man’s windpipe with his bare hands. “Father, please don’t make me do this.” I pleaded as a last resort. There was no way out of this if my father didn’t create one. His expression tightened, “You will marry Kim Namjoon. You will be a good wife to him and when you meet him for the engagement you will act as an obedient lady. End of discussion.”

I'm thinking about getting into writing. It would probably just be drabbles/reactions (BTS focused, although this may expand to other groups later), although I would love to do series I just don't have the attention span for that (lol).

Also, probably wouldn't write smut (not that it makes me uncomfortable, I just don't feel confident enough in writing something I don't have much experience of myself).

The Characters/Groups I write for

Fluff Prompt List

1 “You make me a better person”

2 “Do you want a hug?”

3 “You’re so cute when you blush”

4 “Everything alright? I just missed you” 

5 “I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone else”

6 “That’s so sweet of you”

7 “Rough day? Can I make it better?”

8 “Come on. Let’s go home”

9 “Sure, you can use me as a pillow”

10 “You can hold my hand”

11 “Tell me to stay and I will be here for as long as you’ll have me”

12 “I’d come for you. No matter what, when you need me. I will be there”

13 “I know it hurts. I’m so sorry, but we have to get this out”

14 “You don’t have to be strong all the time”

15 “If you don’t know where to go, you can always come here”

16 “You can go to sleep now. I will keep watch”

17 “It’s okay to be afraid somethings”

18 “Show me where it hurts”

19 “Hey, listen to me. You’re safe. Nothing is going to hurt you”

20 “Just look at me. Forget everything else”

21 “They won’t take you away from me ever again”

22 “You need to keep your eyes open. Just a little longer”

23 “Don’t let your fears dictate your life” 

24 “I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly” 

25 “Just close your eyes. I will still be here when you open them again”

26 “Can you walk? I’d be happy to carry you”

27 “This is not who you are. I know you better that that”

28 “The nightmares are just an illusion. I’m really here”

29 “I want you to know that it’s okay to cry”

30 “Take all the time you need”

31 “If you safer with me being there, you know I will always be there”

32 “How do you feel now?”

33 “Do you want my jacket?”

34 “Can you let me see your eyes?”

35 “Can you tell me your name?”

36 “You were the one that left all those notes for me?”

37 “You’re hair is really soft after you wash it”

38 “It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling”

39 “Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but i’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone”

40 “I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up”

1 “And that makes it okay?”

Angst Prompt List

2 “Don’t you trust me?”

3 “What would you do if I didn’t come back?”

4 “Why are you mad?”

5 “Hasn’t this addiction done enough damage already?”

6 “Are you happy now?”

7 “How do you think this ends?”

8 “Why are you asking me this?”

9 “Is that what you think of me?” 

10 “How am I supposed to go on?”

11 “Is it worth it?”

12 “Can’t you see how fucked up this is?”

13 “Is this your revenge?”

14 “Should you be drinking that much?”

15 “Am I not good enough?”

16 “Do you even know what love feels like?” 

17 “When did you stop loving me?”

18 “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”

19 “How did things go so wrong?”

20 “Would you hate me?”

21 “Are you satisfied now?”

22 “How do I make you love me again?”

23 “How much does it hurt knowing you lost me?” 

24 “How do we fix this?”

25 “Is the weight of it all finally too heavy?”

26 “Do you understand what you’ve done?”

27 “Are you leaving?” 

28 “Will you miss me at all?”

29 “Can you really blame me?”

30 “Does this mean what I think it means?”

31 “Is this really too much to ask for?”

32 “I’m tired of keeping this secret. Even if you don’t love me back”

33 “Did you really think that I wouldn’t find out?”

34 “What are you trying to achieve here?”

35 “Do you care at all?”

36 “It’s too late”

37 “You weren’t there for me when I needed you the most”

38 “I love you, I’m sorry”

39 “Can you be the one to do it?”

40 “You’re in a relationship with another person - you know this can’t end well”

1 “Is everything a joke to you?”

2 “Why does everything have to be a struggle with you?” 

3 “Why can’t you just let it go?”

Fighting Prompt List

4 “That is the dumbest excuse I have ever heard” 

5 “It’s my fault, I didn’t listen to everyone this would be a mistake!”

6 “Maybe you should just leave now”

7 “I really don’t understand what’s going on with you sometimes”

8 “I will leave now, or I’m going to say things I will regret later”

9 “Have you never actually thought about how I would feel about this?”

10 “Don’t you dare just walk away right now!”

11 “Maybe this is it, because I can’t do this anymore”

12 “How does that make it okay?”

13 “Do you even listen to yourself?”

14 “I’m glad I finally get to see who you really are”

15 “Stop! Just stop it!”

16 “Please don’t make this worse that it already is”

17 “This wouldn’t even be a problem, if you wouldn’t make one out of it”

18 “Y/N WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU”

19 “Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?”

20 “I don’t know who you are anymore”

21 “I SAW IT! I Saw everything…”

22 “Just leave me alone”

23 “I forgive, but I don’t forget”

24 “ Fuck you for toying with my emotions like that”

25 “I was there for you when no one else was!”

26 “I heard that!” “You were supposed to”

27 “I think you’re weird” “I think you’re boring”

28 “Was that part of the bet?”

29 “I’m not going to fight you” 

30 “I haven’t seen you in months”

31 I did again, didn’t I?

32 “You flinched”

33 “I never wanted any of this”

34 “Are you afraid of me?”

35 “You’re weak”

36 “Your promised forever”

37 “You just had to go and ruin everything”

38 “No, not again”

39 “Why is it hard for you to believe me?”

40 “Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired to being kept a secret”

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Last Update: 02/04/2021

♡BTS Getting Your/Giving You Their Number at A Fan Signing♡

Request: Could I request bts asking for your number at a fan signing?? Thanks, doll! ❤️

A/N: I apologize that this took so incredibly long. But here it is!

As you stepped up to table, you grinned at finally getting to meet your favourite group and getting the new album signed. You handed your gift to the first member as he signed the page you wanted. He grinned at it in his signature smile. He told a joke and you laughed, covering your mouth and attempted to thank him before you were ushered to the next member. As you calmed yourself, you looked towards who was in front of you now and startled at seeing his eyes blown wide open…

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Can you write a BTS reaction to being to nice for your own good Thanks

No problem, I hope you like it :)

BTS reaction to you being too nice for your own good

Scenario: You were walking up the street together and someone walked into you and spilt their drink. The person started yelling at you unreasonably, and you got flustered and apologised to them continuously, even offering to buy them a new drink, despite it being their own fault.

RM (Namjoon)

Namjoon, being the clumsy person he is, had probably been in a situation like that more than once before. He would look to you, worried that you were feeling embarrassed when you shouldn’t. He would step between you and the person, stopping you from apologising, and he’d say sorry to them about their drink, but would defend you by saying it wasn’t your fault, and the two of you would walk off together.

“Are you okay Y/N?”

“Yeah… I still feel bad though.”

“It wasn’t your fault. Don’t worry anyway, we can be clumsy together.”

Jin

The second Jin noticed anyone talking badly to you, “eomma mode” would activate. He would give the person a certain look, which would immediately stop them from yelling at you. When he saw that you were apologising frantically, he would pull you by him and scold the person and then walk off with you, telling you that you didn’t need to be so nice in situations like that.

“You didn’t need to say sorry to them.”

Suga (Yoongi)

Yoongi wouldn’t like the way that they were talking to you and he wouldn’t like your response much either. He’d like to know that you would stick up for yourself at times like that rather than being too nice for your own good. He would pull you away, possibly curse at the person, and leave with you.

“They can buy their own damn drink.”

“But Yoongi-”

“No. You shouldn’t be so nice to people like that.”

J-Hope (Hoseok)

Hoseok wouldn’t want to argue with the person but he wouldn’t like the way they were talking to you. He would tell you to stop apologising and ask them to instead, and if they did he might give them some money for a new drink to get rid of them. He would ask if you were okay and make sure you knew that it wasn’t your fault.

“You didn’t have to be that nice to them, it was their fault.”

Jimin

Jimin would probably be as nice as you in this situation, so he might apologise to the person about their drink too, but he would know it wasn’t your fault so he wouldn’t like seeing you become flustered like that. He would try to politely tell them to leave you alone and afterwards suggest that the both of you could improve on not being so kind to people who are rude to you.

“You really shouldn’t have said sorry to them.”

“But you did too.”

“Yeah… We should both work on that.”

V (Taehyung)

Taehyung might find it cute that you were always so nice to everybody, but he certainly wouldn’t like seeing people talk to you like crap as a result of it. I think he would react similarly to Jimin, but he might be a bit less polite to them and would try to remove the both of you from the situation even faster.

“It’s nice that you’re always kind to everyone but don’t you think they were too rude?”

Jungkook

Jungkook wouldn’t want an argument and would just want them to apologise and move on. If they didn’t, he might end up arguing with them anyway. You’d have to pull him away from the situation, and he would walk away with you while giving them death stares. I think he’d be similar to Jin but less “mum-like”, and would say that at times like that it might be better to stick up for yourself even if you do it calmly.

“You can be too nice sometimes.”

BTS reaction to their S/O kissing them to shut them up

RM (Namjoon)

Namjoon was in your kitchen, getting you both a drink, when he accidentally smashed one of the glasses from your cupboard. You had about 8 that were exactly the same, so you didn’t mind too much. This didn’t stop Namjoon from feeling terrible and his non-stop apologising. You wanted to show him that you really didn’t mind and get him to stop apologising at the same time. After you’d kissed him, he’d make sure one last time that you weren’t upset with him and would leave it there.

“You’re really not upset?”

Jin

Jin was telling some of his good ol’ dad jokes all of which you had heard a thousand times and he was of course letting out his iconic windshield laugh. You always found him funny, not necessarily the jokes, just the way he told them and how happy he got. You kissed him, telling him to stop laughing at himself jokingly, while giggling to yourself. This would make him laugh more, seeing your reaction to his jokes and laughter, and the two of you would just turn into a hysteric mess.

“I can’t help it!!!”

Suga (Yoongi)

Yoongi had a stressful day of work and was ranting about it. You were both lying on the bed, and all you wanted to do was sleep after having a stressful day yourself too. It isn't that you didn't care about his problems, of course you did, you just wanted some rest and thought it would be better for both of you. You thought that kissing him would cheer you both up and make him stop ranting for a bit, so you did. After, he apologised for bothering you with his problems (not that you minded normally), and pulled you into his arms where you both fell asleep.

"AND ANOTHER THING- wait Y/N what are you doing?"

J-Hope (Hoseok)

You’d had a bad day, and Hoseok was being his loud self as per usual. Of course he was trying to cheer you up, but all you really wanted was some peace and quiet. You had already asked him if he could be a little more quiet, which he was, but he was still be loud just not as much. So, you just kissed him. You had caught him off guard and he just looked at you for a moment. Then, he would apologise for being too loud and either leave you to sleep/rest for a while, or relax with you while you watched a movie. You shut him up, that’s for sure

“Sorry Y/N, I wanted to help but I can be quiet if you want. Wanna watch a movie?”

(this is the best gif lmao)

Jimin

You were getting ready to go out somewhere with Jimin. You asked Jimin if the outfit you had chosen looked okay on you, and he would not stop saying how great you looked. He always wanted you to feel good about yourself and know how beautiful you are, and you thought it was the sweetest thing ever, he just didn’t need to compliment one outfit so many times. When you kissed him he would smile shyly and hug you, thinking it was the cutest way you could’ve possibly told him to be quiet.

“Your outfit looks so good- You’re so cute you know, you could’ve just told me to stop.”

V (Taehyung)

You’d had a bad headache all day, and then Taehyung came through the door singing his heart out to you for some reason. You always loved hearing Taehyung sing and you thought his voice was the most beautiful sound on earth, but when you had a headache this bad, it just caused more pain. You didn’t want to just tell him to be quiet so you walked up to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. He would smile and ask why you kissed him suddenly, you when you told him about your headache he would be quiet for sure and try to find you some medicine.

“Haha thank you, what was that for?”

“You have a headache? Is there anything I can do to help?”

Jungkook

The two of you were sat together on the couch playing a computer game. You had both just eaten and neither of you wanted to do the dishes, so you agreed that whoever lost the game would have to do the dishes. You won, but Jungkook wasn't having it. He used the fact that you were sat on his lap as an excuse because he couldn't see, and made up other excuses too. You kinda found his stubbornness cute, but at the same time you really just wanted him to do the dishes. So, you held his face in your hands and kissed him. He sat, jungshook surprised, and got really shy.

"Hey I couldn't see! You cheated!"

"Oh shut up Jungkook"

"Wha-"

BTS reaction Maknae line: you being cuddly / clingy

a/n: soooo, im so hype, erryone love my hyung line of this...also!help me write for these guys better, tell me how I can write better, thanks boo

warnings: swearing,, lowercase is intentional, my weird-ass wording and weird “slang” I use (just don’t mind me, yo), and a meme reference, sorry not sorry

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drum roll please… presenting….

…. BTS Maknae Line reaction: you being cuddle / clingy 

J I M I N

bitchhhhh this gif makes me weak

you were waiting at the dorm for Jimin to get home, it was your scheduled movie night, that included the rest of Bangtan… sometimes…

he was supposed to be here 45 minutes ago. it doesn’t bother you as much as it did in the beginning of your relationship, you’ve seen first hand how hard he works and how often he can overwork himself, thus the reason this Friday-night-move-night was created, to get his the relax a lil bit.

you almost done with practice bby?

yes, we’re on our way home, why?

I just want to cuddle and watch movies with you.

ahhhh cute, y/n

I try 👌🏾

the little read symbol popped up and you set your phone on the couch cushion and decided to pop some popcorn and prepare all your favorite movie night snacks.

not even ten minutes after the popcorn stopped popping the bois, sorry, boys stagger one by one into the dorm shouting their various greetings at you and heading to shower.

Jimin finds his was into the kitchen in search of you. before he can wrap his arms around your waist you catapult yourself into his arms,

“ahh, babe, careful!” he laughs at your enthusiasm and secures your legs around his waist and a strong hand on your back and looks up into your smiling eyes.

“I missed you.”

“you saw me eight hours ago, silly,” he says with a twinkle in his eyes as he gives you one last squeeze and sets you down.

“I know but….” you attempt to form a response.

“how about we make up for lost time,” he smirks at you and tugs you into him by your waist, his hit breath hitting your neck, “forget the movie, I need to eat you up, jagi.”

“Chim..” you breathe as his lips attack your sweet spot, his hands wandering up from your side to brush the sides on your breasts through your tank top.

“I love popcorn, smells so good, I’m hype - I don’t know ‘bout you, hyung, but I’m ready for some mother fu-” Namjoon covers Tae’s mouth before he could curse and the two of them enter the kitchen, causing you and Jimin to jump away from each other.

Namjoon, of course, was obvious to what the two of you were doing, but Tae eyed they two of you suspiciously, but quickly ditched his sneaking suspicion for the bowl of popcorn wait on the counter.

… 

After everybody had showered, the movie started. It was Jungkook’s turn to pick the movie and tonight it was Furious 7. every time it was his turn to pick the movie he picked the next Fast and Furious movie, wanting, ultimately, to watch all eight.

you were cuddled up to Jimin, he now wore the Blue and White striped shirt. he knows, he fucking knows, what his cute lil sweater paws do to you. he knows they can make a bitch melt.

you almost squeal as he wraps an arm around your shoulder letting you cuddle into his warm side.

his hand starts to rub your arm ever so soothingly. you absolutely melt - as predicted - into his loving embrace. 

you admire his dazzling, no not just dazzling, beautiful, elegant features, and you ponder, of just a moment, how you got so goddamn lucky to snach yourself such a snack like him.

your eyes lock back on the screen, not wanting to test your luck with being caught so openly staring at him - cause shit, that’d be embarrassing.

he looks down at you, your (eye color) eyes locked on the screen. as he admires your features, he wonders the same thing you pondered just a few seconds ago about him, except he wondered it about you - his amazing girlfriend, and hopefully wife… if he got lucky.

T A E H Y U N G 

“dude! just shoot him!” Taehyung yells into the microphone on his headset at Jungkook.

Taehyung was over at your apartment playing Overwatch with Jungkook. you may be asking, “y/n, why do you have Overwatch at your apartment? do you play?”

well, your adorable boyfriend had insisted you have a PlayStation at your house so he could just bring his disk to play at your place. when you tried your damnedest to protest he just shushed you and insisted it was mandatory.

back to the current situation.

Taehyung was very focused on his game, not that you minded, he was still doing what you had asked for an hour ago…

will you come over?

sure! i’ll cum over 🍆🍆👅👀🙈😳

tae!

fine fine, yes i’ll come over, boo

🖕🏾❤️

that’s the story of how Taetae ended up on your couch yelling at Jungkook.

you were straddling him with your arms loosely wrapped around his neck, you hand resting on the back of the couch looking at your Instagram feed with your eyes peeking out of Tae’s neck. 

Tae held back his shouts of protest as his and Jungkook’s team were loosing, buuut,,, he could not hold back the shout of “no!” as he was killed by a player on the opposing team.

you giggled at his antics as you like one of Namjoon’s pictures. 

this continued like this for the next half hour until you became bored of your feed and slowly became more fidgety on his lap.

Tae, the sweetie that he is, felt your shift in focus as he heard the click of your phone being locked and felt you burry your face deeper into the crook of his neck and felt your eyelashes tickle his skin as your eyes flutter shut.

he brought his hand to rub at your back in slow circles as he came to a loading screen on his game.

his hands soon left your sweater-clad back and returned to the controller to continue the game.  

your breathing had synced not long after getting on his lap, you hadn’t realized how relaxing it was until you felt your eyes sting with exhaustion when attempting to keep them open and alert.

you tried so hard to stay awake and savor this precious cuddle time with your favorite man, but sleep had already laced it’s hand with your’s and was tugging you along further and further until your eyes shut completely and you were once again curled up and asleep in Tae’s warm embrace.

Tae encircled his arms around you after turning off the console. he felt your deep, even breaths as your chest rose and fell against his own.

he kisses the side of your head and relaxes into the back of the couch and turns off the lamp sitting on the table next to the couch. he closes his eyes and just lets thoughts come and go, floating freely in the vast, intelligent space of his mind.

he smiled to himself, thinking to himself of how luck he was to have at you

J U N G K O O K 

you watched Jungkook and the rest of the boys preform Go

you couldn’t help but think to your self how good your Kookie looked in his multicolored jumper, he looked like a mother fucking snacc if you’d ever seen one, better than tide pods, jk jkjkjk lmaooo. but like, he also looked like the cutest bunny ever and you couldn’t decide which one he looked like more. 

a couple of hours later when you knew he and the others would be on their way to the dorms, you texted him.

heyyyy, BunBun?

yes, noona?

will you come over? I wanna cuddle…

yessss, I missed you so much! I was waiting for you to text meeee

read 10:34

you were on the edge of your seat as you awaited his return. 

you waited forever, time dragged on and on, you felt your eyes droop with sleep, how long had it been? you texted Kook hours ago…

you look at the clock mounted on the wall,

10:37

…what the actual hell, you texted him three minutes ago.

“to hell with this,” you mumble to yourself as you got up to shower and go through you nightly routine.

…

after you shower, you shift through your pantie drawer only to stumble upon a couple of unopened sheet mask you had never used.

biiiitch, a hoe ‘bout to treat herself, you think as you through on some panties and one of Junkook’s white t-shirts on.

you were just laying your blanket on the back of the couch when there was a knock at the door.

Jungkook

you fling the door open to reveal a smiling Bunny, you through yourself into his arms. he chuckled at you and slowly walks the two of you into your apartment and shuts the door. 

you pull back to greet him but he beats you to it.

“the hell is on your face?”

“a sheet mask, it’s good for the skin. but you aren’t here for a skin care routine, you are here for quality y/n and Jungkook time.”

“sounds like the dream to me.”

he’s still looking at your face in puzzlement when you got a brilliant idea.

“Kookie?” “yes, my love?” “can I try something?”

…

it was five minutes later and your and Jungkook were sitting on your bed looking at each other with baby blue face masks adorning your faces with your phone timer for fifteen minutes sitting on the bed in-between the two of you.

“this is boring.”

“this is fun!” you both say at the same time, you with enthusiasm. 

“ugh, Jungkook! it’ll be over in ten minutes and then we cuddle.”

…

Jungkook hand fallen asleep a little bit ago, his breathing now deep and relaxed, you on the other hand couldn’t fall asleep just yet, the feeling of him in such close proximity was making you giddy with love. 

goddamn, you thought, Jungkook is one hell of a catch

life’s sweetest moments

pairing: (bts) ot7 x reader

word count: 2.0k

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

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

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▫️game night▫️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you’re our little girl.”

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

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

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

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

“his name is Colonel Mustard.”

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

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

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

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

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

▫️soft mornings▫️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“aish, you guys are too cute.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

▫️the arcade ▫️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

. : .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

. : .

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

-fin-

bts reaction to you having short hair

@legeusell asked “Hi :) Can you write scenarios where bts has girlfriends with short hair? thanks 💜”

a/n: bro this is so long overdue it’s embarrassing, so sorry about the astoundingly long wait on your request. also I used to have short hair back in the day for most all of my early childhood until late middle school, but that was a long ass time ago, so if some stuff in here sounds weird or not relatable, that is why and I'm sorry. hope everyone enjoys regardless 

warnings: swearing, this is unedited so yikes don’t kill me pls, also some how Jungkook’s got like super long so yikes, sorry about that

s e o k j i n 

Jin loves your short hair so much. He thinks it is the best thing on planet earth.

His favorite thing is when you wake up and you have really bad bed head, he just points at your messy hair and laughs his ass off. Before he could say anything more, you make sure to turn the taunting right back at him, giggling at his own hair sticking up in a million different directions.

If your hair has a similar length to his, even if it isn’t anything remotely like his, he will try his damndest to style it to look like his. Has he been successful? no. Does that stop him from trying again another day? no.

“Jin, will you fucking stop? I would like to have hair when I’m thirty thank you.”

“Y/N, light of my life, the yin to my yang, I love you so much, but stop fucking moving. Don’t you want to look like the pinnacle of beauty, the aphrodite of all the human race, the-”

“I never said that, I said that I want hair when I’m thirty, but that seems unlikely due to the force you are pulling my hair at right now.”

“Well it sounds like your fault that you hair is no match for my sheer unbridled arm strength,” he replied, his hands leaving your hair to dramatically flex his muscles.

y o o n g i

This man would not care what length your hair was at, he is indifferent to things like that. Now that doesn’t mean he thinks you look adorable with your short locks.

Yoongi will never admit this to anyone because he fears it will make him look soft. (Don’t tell him, but everyone knows this man is soft all day everyday, but he refuses to accept his softness, so keep this on the down low).

His softness especially comes out when the two of you are laying on the couch late one night, just watching movies or dramas, and you drift off to sleep with your head in his lap. He makes sure you’re asleep and his hand creeps down to you short tuffs and lazy strokes his hand through you hair, lulling you further into sleep. He’ll smile down at your sleeping form and lightly scratch your scalp, his smile will only widen when you snuggle further into his lap.

Whenever you wear a cute headband or scarf or clip in your hair, he will just admire you and stare at you with the most loving gaze you’ve ever seen.

You blush and look down at your feet, “what are you staring at, you wierdo.”

His smile widens, “just the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

h o s e o k

He adores your short hair, he loves to play with it and he has no shame about it either, it’s like therapeutic to him.

If his day at the studio has been rough, whether it’s in the dance studio or inside Hope World, whenever he’s just feeling stressed, he looks forward to going home and relaxing with you. This relaxing involves the two of you laying in bed, your head on his chest and him stroking your hair, an activity that both calms and relaxes him immensely.

He also likes to tuck flowers behind you ear. This happens every time the two of you go out for a walk to get some fresh air. Every so often one of your dates on date night is to go for a long stroll in the park.

Hobi gets especially giddy for these walks in the sping time due to all the flowers blooming around you. He has such hard time deciphering which flower he wants to pick to place behind you ear. Does he want a flower to compliment your hair or your eyes? Does he want one that matches your outfit? The options are almost overwhelming. He just loves how cute you look with your hair tucked behind your ear and a flower placed along side it.

n a m j o o n 

Namjoon thinks your short hair is the coolest thing ever. He adores the way your short hair can make you look feminine but also, if styled correctly, make you look super punk rock.

He likes how your choice in having short hair not only makes you stand out but also challenges the status quo of long, feminine hair.

He loves when you style your locks to look fluffy and tousled, then pairing it with a cute sundress, making you look so pretty and soft. But then the next day you style your hair the exact same way, but this time you’re wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a band tee. He took one look at you and his knees went weak.

You know that phrase “the duality of man,” well that was exactly what Joon was thinking when he saw you. One day you look fluffy and soft and the next you look like you could stick it to the man, all with the cutest hair style on planet earth, at least in Namjoon’s humble opinion, which is not biased at all, why would you even assume such a thing.

j i m i n 

Jimin loves your short hair so much. He thinks it is the cutest thing ever. If you dye your hair a lot, he will one hundred percent beg you to dye your hair whatever color his hair was supporting. The idea of the two of you having matching hair sent him into a flurry of softness. Matching hair with the cutest girl in the world? yes please.

“Jagi, what color are you gonna dye your hair?” Jimin wonders as the both of you stroll though the hair dye aisles of the beauty supply store.

“Hmm, I’m not sure yet, I was thinking maybe blue or purple,” you respond. There were so many options, it was almost overwhelming. You were tired of your blue hair. Earlier in the year you had dyed it a dark blue, then a few months later you chopped off you hair to (your current hair style). Now it’s faded to a light blue and you were ready for a change of pase.

“Have you ever considered silver?” He pondered, placing and innocent facade on and looking at you with big doe eyes.

You smile and look over at your boyfriend, “but that’s your hair color.”

“Oh is it? I must have forgotten,” he smiles mischievously at you. “Now that you mention it, it would be pretty cute if you matched with me.”

You thought about it for a little bit, to hell to it, why not? It’s just hair, if you didn’t like it, you could grow it out and chop it off in a few months, or dye it another color.

“You know what? Fuck it, lets match.”

“Hell yeah! Oh I’m so excited, we’re gonna be so cute, baby!” He giggles, almost vibrating with excitement.

t a e h y u n g 

Taehyung loves you. He loves your cute short hair. He loves fashion.

Put all of these things together and you get playing dress up with Taehyung. He loved to pick out your outfits for you and styling your hair to compliment the outfit.

“Tae, you’ve already made me try on three outfits, can’t we do something else now?”

“Just one more, baby, please?” he pleaded, his big hopeful eyes contrasting the deep baritone of his voice.

You sigh in response and he takes it as a sign of reluctant compliance. You hear him rummaging around in the closet for a few moments before he emerges with a smile on his handsome face with the clothes he’s picked out hidden behind his back.

“Go change in the bathroom, I want there to be a big reveal for this one. I think this one is the best one yet.” He quickly shoves the clothes into your arms before spinning you around and walking you towards the bathroom so you could change.

The outfit he’s picked out for your is a dark red, almost maroon, turtleneck and tight black dress pants with vertical, thin white stripes on them. The turtleneck comes as no surprise, he loves the way your hair frames your face and you have to admit, this outfit looks stunning on you.

Once you emerge from the bathroom, Taehyung looks up from his phone where he is sat on the edge of the bed.

A boxy smile appears on his face as he speaks, “you look fucking stunning, my love.”

You had been contemplating cutting you hair for a while now, you just couldn’t decide how much you wanted to cut off nor could you decide on a style. You were also worried that you would regret cutting it off.

Last week you decided you would chop a good chunk of it off at cut it to about (hair length). And today was your appointment. Today was also the day that Jungkook would be coming home from bts’ world tour, he would be arriving later tonight.

Your nerves were heightened as you sat in the salon chair. Once the stylist was finished, she spun the chair around so you could face the mirror. You gasped as you saw your new hair in the mirror, you absolutely loved it! It suited you so well, you knew Jungkook was gonna flip.

/////

Later that night you were in the kitchen cleaning up some old dishes while you waited for Jungkook to come home.

You heard the sound of the front door swing open and immediately after Jungkook calls out in a sing-song voice, “Honey. I’m home!”

You turn away from the sink just in time to see him rushing into the kitchen before abruptly stopping several feet away from you. His mouth was agape slightly as he took in your new hairdo.

You blushed and looked away from his intense stare mutter out, “say something, please.”

His mouth closes quickly and he straightens up and rushes over to you cupping your face in his hands and tilting your head so the two of you made eye contact, a huge smile on his face. “You look so cute, baby girl! I love this new hair, you’re glowing! I thought you couldn’t get any more beautiful, but look at you now!”

As his little fangirl moment comes to an end, he wraps you up in a suffocating hug. You smile and giggle and you snuggle closer to his chest.

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✨Another Chance✨

↣ ceo/singledad! yoongi x kindergarten-teacher! y/n au

↣ summery: Yoongi is a singledad who has devoted his whole life to his business and his daughter Sana. What happens when Sanas kindergarten closes and he has to in-role her into a new one? There he meets Y/n a young, sweet kindergarten teacher who Sana adores. Will he be able to give love another chance?

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✨Another Chance✨

↣ ceo/singledad! yoongi x kindergarten-teacher! y/n au

↣ summery: Yoongi is a singledad who has devoted his whole life to his business and his daughter Sana. What happens when Sanas kindergarten closes and he has to in-role her into a new one? There he meets Y/n a young, sweet kindergarten teacher who Sana adores. Will he be able to give love another chance?

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imagine taehyung shoving his fingers down your throat telling you to suck them while fucking you hard and deep with his big cock

I was bored so I created this

it’s truth untold with isolated vocals plus rain and thunderstorms

I hope you enjoy it

SO I FELL IN LOVE WITH THIS VERSION OF NO MORE DREAM IN MMA 2019 ESPECIALLY JUNKGOOK’S PART AND I JUST WANTED TO LISTEN TO THAT PART SPECIFICALLY AND I FINALLY DECIDED TO MAKE 4 MINUTES OF THIS AUDIO BECAUSE NOBODY DID AND IM FINALLY IN PEACE PLEASE GIVE IT A TRY 💜

BTS reaction #1:- When they kidnapped you. Hyung line.

Warning:- Kidnapping, stalking, mental illness, hacking, yandere! bts, mafia, use of drug, guns.

Masterlist.

Seokjin/Jin.

You sighed as you walk towards Seokjin's room. Working at an asylum is hard and exhausting, especially if your working for the most wanted serial killer who also runs a mafia and does killing as his 'hobby'. You don't understand why they gave you his case, you have just started your carrier, maybe cause you are the only person willing to put up with his disturbing shit.

"Why are you looking as if you are sick, princesses?" Ah, there he is sitting on his chair calling you by the nickname he gave you in your first week of attending him.

"Cause I am sick, Jin," I looked at him, you still wonder how he has not murdered you. You were sure that you were digging your own grave but somehow the mafia leader takes a liking to you, which you don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe he was a bit too touchy but he never really made you uncomfortable, just some innocent hugs and kisses, nothing much or nothing less. You don't have a problem with it as long as he was taking his medicines and therapy.

"Then you shouldn't be here, Princess, and I told you not to come here today why didn't you listened to my warning?" He came closer as you closed the door, he was towering you as he was taller than you and more build-up then you can ever get, it's not like you were a sporty person. You are a lazy potato.

"Jin, it's not the first time you told me that. All those time you warned me not to come at work, nothing happened. Now-" Before you can finish your sentence the emergency alarm went off, warning you that something was wrong.

"What the-? Jin, stay right here! I am going out to check what's going on." You were about to go outside when you heard gunshots coming from outside followed by screaming. Your body froze from the fear you were feeling, seems like someone broke in or a patient got there hands on a gun.

"I told you not to come here today, princess. Now you have to watch these all, my poor innocent baby." Jin walked towards you as you back away from him, maybe this is how you will die, at the hands of a mafia leader who do killing as his 'hobby'.

"Don't come near me, Kim Seokjin, or else I will hurt you." You said in a fake confident voice but your legs gave you out, they were shaking from terror. The gunshots continued outside, the screaming of terror and pain followed by it. Maybe, just maybe, you should have listened to him this time.

"Don't be scared, Princess. I will protect you, don't worry my men will not hurt you as they have given strict instructions to not to just you." He pulled your cowering self in his arms and kissed your head.

"Please...Jin- Let me go, please..." You begged helplessly as your tears began to ruin his shirt, not that he minds it. The door opened and a guy came with a gun, he looked at Seokjin and hand him a bolt, you can't see it because Seokjin pressed your head against his chest.

"Shhh, Princess. Go to sleep." Seokjin pressed a cloth, which you didn't even notice he had, to you mouth as you struggle before the drug kick in your system and you start to lose consciousness.

"Now you are all mine, Princess, all mine and only mine." That was the last thing you heard as your world went black.

Yoongi/Suga.

Yoongi was leaning against the alley wall as he was outside the club he owns as he was smoking, his right hand was bleeding since he just beat someone to death. He has dumped the body on a dumpster, which was were that bastard belongs. He heard some light footsteps but he didn't look up assuming that it was one of his men but when a bandage came in his view he looked up because his men know better than to offer him a bandage. He looked at the person offering him a bandage, he was surprised to see a girl, probably in her early 20s, wearing pyjamas smiling to him.

"Here, you are bleeding Mr." She offered him the bandage which he ignored.

"What are you doing here? This place is not for girls like you, go away before something happens." She made an offended face.

"What do you mean by 'Girls like me?' Just cause I am wearing a pyjamas doesn't mean you can judge me! Here take this bandage." She hands him the bandage but stopped as she eyed the cancer stick on his none injured hand.

"Huh, seems like I have to patch you up since your other hand is busy with that cancer stick." She sighed as she starts to take care of his hand. Yoongi looked at her face silently, wondering why is she not running away from him.

"All done!" She proudly said as she looks at Yoongi's hand. Yoongi looks at his hand, the bandage was done nicely, it even has a cute little bear character. Her phone chimed loudly, startling her.

"Oh? Yeah, yeah, I am coming! Stay where you are! Don't go anywhere!" She starts to walk to the main entrance of the club.

She looks back at Yoongi and yelled," Don't smoke, Mister! It's bad for your health! Take care of your wound, bye!"

Yoongi's eyes followed her as she helps a drunken girl who looks to be her friend into a car. As the car drove away, Yoongi realised that he didn't even get her name. He cursed and kick the wall angrily. Maybe, he will bump into her again.

The next time Yoongi meet you was at a cafe, you were getting a smoothie when Yoongi thanked you for that night.

He asked where did she get the bandage from and you answered by saying that you always carry a mini first aid kit in your car. By the end of the conversation, Yoongi gets to know her name, her number and her.

After that, both of them start to hang out more until Yoongi decided that its time to carry out the plan he has planned. He knows that the instant she finds out that he runs a mafia she is going to run away, which he wouldn't allow. That is why here she is, now drugged, laying on his bed in his mansion. He knows that what he is doing is insane and she is going to hate him for that but in the end, she has to love him again, she has to.

Hoseok/J-hope.

Hoseok first noticed you when you came with your best friend to his dance class, your best friend was looking after you as your mother was out of town.

You and your best friend entered the dance class, "Good evening, sir!" Your best friend exclaimed, making other students look at your way.

"Good evening! Oh? Whose that besides you?" Hoseok looks at you with curious eyes.

"This is my best friend, Y/N! I hope you don't mind her here since I have to look after her cause her mom is in another town."

"Oh, I thought she was your sister since both of you are wearing matching clothes and I don't mind her, why don't you join us, Y/N!"

"Sure, I guess." Those were the first word you said to him.

The dance session went smoothly, you were a born dancer, picking choreography quickly and even help some other students with some complicated moves.

All the things went smoothly until your mother came back to town since your best friend no longer needs to look after you, you stop coming with her to the dance classes.

Hoseok was disappointed to know that but at least he has your number.

From that day onward you and Hoseok start talking to each other every day, each day Hoseok obsession with you increased little by little.

Until one day, he kidnapped, it was not that difficult since you trust him enough to come to an abandoned place without telling anyone where you were going.

"Ohh, little one. I have dreamed of this day from day one, to have you in my arms, protected by me. Now no one can see you or steal you away from me, you are all mine and only mine.

Namjoon/RM.

All you ever wanted was a friend, was that too much to ask for? Well, it seems like it was since here you are hand and legs tied with a thick rope with a ducted tape on your mouth, preventing you from shouting for help.

You tried to make yourself as small as possible as the door opened, revealing you're so-called online best friend.

If only you never went on to message him in the first place, if only you stop talking to him after you told him that he got the wrong number. But you didn't, instead, you keep talking to him, ignoring all the red flags. You just wanted a friend but what you got? A hacker who used to stalk you through your webcam, who has now kidnapped you. You wouldn't be surprised if he turned out to be a psychopath- wait he already is since normal people don't kidnap people daily.

You could never agree to meet him at his house, you could at least told someone where you were going and with who you were meeting but you didn't since you knew that your parents will oppose the idea of you meeting a strange who you only know online.

"Aww, look at you, all curled up. It must be cold and lonely without me right?" No, it wasn't but now it's suffocating that you are here, you wanted to say that but you can't because of the tape and all you don't have a death wish, who knows what this psychopath can do to you if you angered him.

"Now that you are here, where you belong, why don't we get to know each other in person? Well, I know everything about you so it would be fair if you know everything about me too but let's not hurry since you are going to spend your whole life here. Aww, don't cry, I know that you are happy to hear it but don't cry, baby. It makes me feel like I have done something wrong."

Namjoon's reaction is a bit shorter than the other, sorry about that. This is my first ever reaction so please bear with me. I hope you guys like it!

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Pairing: Yandere! BTS Jimin x reader. [ Master list ]

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Summary: You caught the attention of the highschool sweetheart.

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Warnings: Yandere themes, Kidnapping, use of Chloroform, Possessive and manipulating behaviour, Peer pressure, controlling behaviour.

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Word count: 1.3k

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It was finally happening. It was the end of the school year, and Jimin was finally graduating. You were more happy about it than he was, as now you won't have to face him in school anymore.

He was in his senior year of high school while you were in your junior year. Everything was fine, until one day you caught the attention of the sweetest guy in high school. Or at least that's what everyone says he is.

You at first liked him, he was gentle, handsome and popular but never once did he act coldly towards anyone. He would even stand up to those who would get bullied. He was the embodiment of kindness and everyone loved him, even teachers and staff.

And that was what made you helpless.

You could never forget that day, and Jimin made sure that you never will.

Oh, how you wished you never participated in that damned dance competition that your high school organised.

It was the start of the year when the dance competition was announced. You were pretty thrilled to participate as dancing was one of the things you felt confident in. The teacher that was in charge of organizing loved your enthusiasm as you were one of the first people to participate from your year.

You got the second prize in the female category while Jimin got the first prize in male. And in the general category, you got the first prize, a tie between you and Jimin.

You walked up to the stage as you bowed down to the hosts and Jimin, as he was your senior, before taking your certificate and shared trophy. Your hand brushed against his as you both held the trophy, standing close to each other as the photographer took a photo of you both.

Walking off the stage, Jimin caught your hand in his, making you turn around.

"Oh, um, can I have your number? To discuss who should take this trophy, of course." He chuckled nervously, smiling at you as he blushed slightly.

You, of course, were smitten by him. With how cute he looked as he asked you, reminding you of an innocent child asking their parents for something sweetly.

Oh, how wrong you were.

You nodded as you gave him your number without any second thoughts.

Oh, that was one of your many mistakes. Your fate was already sealed.

After that, you and Jimin decided to keep the trophy at your house.

You and Jimin started to chat everyday, to the point that you both were constantly texting each other and talking to each other in real life.

It was almost like a dream! A dream come true!

Oh, but nightmares are dreams too, sweetheart.

It started out small, but soon enough, you started to notice how Jimin was constantly trying to manipulate you. You, at first, thought that perhaps you were being paranoid as Jimin was too nice to do such a thing! And even your best friend agreed when you told her about it. But after a while, it became clear. Jimin was not only manipulative, but also possessive. And when you realised it, it was too late.

You blocked him after confronting him about it several times, and every time he denied such a thing until you had enough and blocked him, but it was hard because having to face him in school everyday was a pain in your ass. Him constantly making a big show of how sorry he was in front of everyone and you had to accept his apology under peer pressure. You had no one. Even your best friend didn't believe you.

And soon enough, you barely talked to anyone but Jimin. And when you weren't talking to Jimin, you were only allowed to talk to females, not that you mind, but the more you obeyed his rules, the more overbearing he started to act. He became too obsessed.

Oh, and didn't I mentioned that you both weren't even dating yet? Ah, yes, that's right, sweetie! You both were still friends! But that all changed that day.

It was the early August, the rain was pouring heavily, and you were walking out from detention. It was the first time you ever got detention and for what? Even you don't know. You walked up to your homeroom to get your books from your locker.

Petals fell over your head from the bucket over the door as you opened it, your eyes widened as your friends, classmates, seniors and even some teachers stood in front of you. The whole classroom was decorated and there was even a cake on a desk. But what made you more shocked was Jimin. He was in the middle, kneeling down as he held a bouquet of flowers in his hands before he asked you to be his girlfriend.

That was it, your fate was officially sealed yet again.

You should've said no, and you would've said no if it wasn't for the peer pressure, and Jimin knew it.

Almost everyone was chanting, "Say yes! Say yes!" While you stood there in shock and horror. Before muttering a small "Yes", while trying not to cry. Everyone thought that you were so touched that you got emotional, but only one person knew that your tears weren't of joy, they were of horror. And that person was Jimin.

He smiled sweetly at you as he wrapped his arms around you before kissing the top of your head while whispering, "You're mine." In your ears as you shivered in his arms.

A shiver ran down your shine as Jimin gently shook your shoulder, bringing you out of your thoughts. Jimin smiling face greeted you as he stood in front of you with a rose. He wanted to get the trophy back and you agreed, wanting to get rid of that damned thing as soon as possible as it kept reminding you of your cursed fate. But fews days after prom, he suddenly asked you to take it back, saying that he doesn't want it anymore. You tried to refuse, not wanting to keep that reminder with you anymore and not wanting to meet him either. But he kept insisting, to the point it almost sounded like he was begging you and you agreed to take it back, wanting him to stop calling and texting you every other minute just to beg pathetically.

Oh, you shouldn't have given in, sweetie.

He was standing there with a creepy grin on his face. There is something off about him right now. 'Its probably because of the surrounding...' you thought. Jimin called you to the usual "secret" place that you both made as your "personal hang out place", it was night time now and you are in a forest, not deep but still far enough for no one to notice you both. Jimin first took you here when you were having troubles concentrating, the woods were peaceful, it helped a lot and you wanted to keep this place a secret because you don't want people to come here and make it noisy.

"Sweetheart, I have been waiting for this moment for such a long time..." You looked at him, confused as to why he was looking forward to return the trophy.

He chuckled as he stepped closer to you before pulling you into a hug. He caressed your cheeks gently, he had a handkerchief in his hand and for some reason, it was wet.

You leaned away in disgust as the wet handkerchief touched your face. It wasn't uncommon for Jimin to roam around with a handkerchief, he had a habit of carrying one with him almost everywhere.

"Jimin, the fuc-", you were cut off as he pushed the handkerchief against your mouth and nose, covering it completely. You looked at him alarmed as your hands tried to push him away. You scratched him, tried to push him away, held your breath as much as you could, kicked him, pushed your body against his. You tried it all.

All you could remember was Jimin whispering in your ear sweetly, "You're mine, now no one can take you away from me. No one, even you."

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