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mami (m) | myg/knj

title: mami (m) pairing: myg x reader(f) , knj x reader(f) , slight jhs x reader(f)😛 rating/genre: m (18+) ; smut ; battle rap au , roommates au summary: you somehow have a conversation with yoongi, and you tell your roommate about a date date. note: heavy 00s vibes, this is just the beginning of a collection of parts instead of just a oneshot let’s fucking goooo🦋 note 2: this is pretty unedited lolll if there are mistakes i’m so so sorry! warnings for this part: language, choking, joon in sweats, bathroom s*x, b*ckshots, friendly sp*nks from your roomie🤪, it uhhh starts right out the gate lmfao, hobi in silk and a robe, yoongi is a warning in his own right, light sl*pping, you get called mamiii😗 so if that’s not ur thing i’d skip this series !!, joon is too smooth, a secret fourth guy lmfaoooo, battle rap scenarios! drop date: september 26th, 2023, 10:07pm est word count: 3.7k  mood: here 

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love grows where you go.

determined to make you and yoongi grow closer for your upcoming wedding in two weeks, your parents plan a trip for the both of you that lasts five days long. you know you should be ecstatic about it, considering your longtime crush on your fiancé, but by how you’re positive that he secretly despises your whole being, you don’t find this mini vacation with him something to look forward to. that is until things take an unexpected turn and suddenly, he makes it apparent he doesn’t hate you at all as you reckoned.

pairing: yoongi x reader

word count: 11.4k

rating: 18+

content: angst | fluff | smut | arranged marriage au | pining au | ft. tsundere!yoongi

warning/s: swearing | alcohol | depictions of almost drowning | explicit sexual content | thigh riding | fingering | nipple sucking / play | handjob | idk what it’s called lmao but basically like rubbing your genitals together u know in a bare manner sjdksjd | virgin!reader | this is very vanilla and soft tbh 

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opening note. hello! this is my entry for ‘the summer bucket list’ collab event by @jamaisjoons with the prompt “watch the sunset on a beach” !! i hope yall enjoy reading !!

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as it was | jjk

pairings » husband jungkook x wife reader

genre » established relationship, marriage au, angst, fluff

summary » you and your husband have constantly been arguing due to the change in his behaviour and you start to wonder where it all went wrong.

warnings » mentions of cheating, swearing, jungkook is a bit rude, arguing, kissing, planning for baby talk, sweet jungkook as well :)

word count » 2.5k

a/n » the italics part is a flashback

You were sitting on the couch, folding clothes from the fresh batch of laundry you’d just completed while waiting for your husband to come home from work.

He promised you that he will come early today but as usual, it’s almost 12 am and he's still not here. He’d usually be home by at least 7 or 8 but for the past 4 months, he’s coming home right before midnight or way past it.

You understand that the reason being is due to working on a important project he’s been busy with but you were worried about his health. You’ve already sent him plenty of texts to which he had left on seen. Hearing the keys jiggle and door open, you stand up and turn towards your tired husband who just walks in.

You want to go hug and kiss him but he's been pushing you away a lot lately, resulting to the two of you starting constant arguments. You’re already tired so instead of saying anything, you just go into the kitchen to bring him a glass of water. You don’t want to start another useless argument.

Your husband immediately takes the glass of water and chugges it down before heaving a sigh and giving it back to you. You come back to see him sitting in the same position on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling. You wonder if he’s okay.

“Jungkook are you okay?” You ask, sitting beside him.

“Hmm,” he hums.

“Did you have dinner?” You softly ask.

“Yea,” he responds, making you sigh.

When was the last time you two had a proper conversation? You were worried about him but his behaviour was really pissing you off. This isn’t the first time, he’s been doing this very often and you don’t want to doubt him because you know he would never but you sometimes think he might be cheating on you. It’s been on your mind for a while and you really want to ask him but you’re scared.

“What?” He hisses.

“Huh?” You flinch since you kinda zone out.

“Can you stop staring at me?” He bursts out, clearly showing how annoyed he is by it. You don’t even realize when or how you zone out while staring at him.

“Can I not stare at my husband who came home from work after hours and broke his promise to come early?” You smile and hear him let out a sigh.

“I was fucking working Y/N. Sorry for not having time to come early so I could sit around and watch stupid movies with you,” he shouts, leaving the sofa and making his way to your shared bedroom. His words had pierced straight through your heart making it ache.

You quietly continue to fold the leftover clothes while being on the verge of tears. Never in the past 10 years of knowing him and 7 years since the two of you have been together has he ever said such hurtful words in such a rude tone to you.

You met Jungkook at your graduation party as he came to support his sister who was also graduating and happened to be your best friend. 3 years prior meeting Jungkook, you met his sister Jeon Haeun. You transferred from a different school at the time and became really good friends with her since.

You never saw Jungkook around when you’d go visit her house as he was a year older studying in a different school. He would either be at his swimming classes, basketball games, working out in the gym or hanging out with his friends. At least that’s what Haeun and your now mother-in-law would say.

You and your parents had just arrived in the auditorium where the graduation ceremony would be held.

“Y/N here!” You hear Haeun yell, waving her hands towards you.

Immediately smiling and waving back, you start to walk towards her as your parents follow you from behind. Haeun was wearing a hot red dress while you were wearing a black dress which fell right above your knees.

“Oh my god you look gorgeous!” She exclaims, hugging you carefully, making sure not to mess up your makeup or hair. You lightly chuckle and pull out from the hug.

“Shut up look at you, I told you the red one would look better.” You reply, eyeing her from head to toe.

“It does! Thank god I listened to you.” She says making you shake your head. You then avert your eyes to see a handsome man standing by the side along with Haeun’s parents. You do a double take and already catch him staring at you.

“Y/N, this is my brother Jungkook.” She introduces, noticing how the two of you had already started staring at each other. You saw a couple pictures of him at her house but he looked even better in person.

“I hear a lot about you at the dinner table, it’s nice finally meeting you Y/N,” he says, showing a bunny smile as he extends his hand towards you.

“Is that so?” You ask, looking towards Haeun who just grins back at you.

“Nice to meet you too Jungkook,” you reply, accepting his handshake.

You sigh remembering the smile and aura he had around him that day which made you fall for him. Ever since the graduation, you’d see him around the house whenever you’d go visit Haeun. He’d occasionally talk to you and even took both you and Haeun to the amusement park 2 years after you had met. The two of you got closer from that day and he finally asked you out a year later.

Jungkook was a really nice guy with such a cute and bright smile. You wondered what happened in the past 4 months for him to not show you that side of his anymore. You know It’s not the same as it was.

Suddenly the doorbell rings and you frown wondering who’d come by at practically midnight. You walk over to the door, eyeing who it was from the door hole and see Sooah patiently waiting.

You open the door and she instantly smiles at you.

“Hello Mrs. Jeon.” She greets, respectfully bowing down.

“Hi Sooah what brings you here at this time?” You kindly ask.

“I’m sorry for dropping by so late but I needed to give this to Mr. Jeon,” she says holding up a gift bag making you want to frown and bombard her with many questions. However, you just stay calm and decide to take it.

“Oh alright, i’ll give it to him.” You give her a tight smile as she hands you the bag.

“Thank you Mrs. Jeon, have a great night and weekend.” She bows again.

“Thanks, you too.” You reply and with that she left.

Once you close the door you eye the gift bag and peak inside only to spot two blue files and his shirt.

Did he—? you gulp feeling hurt and betrayed. You didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his behaviour for the past few months was making you very much convinced.

You stomp your way to your shared bedroom only to catch sight of Jungkook drying his wet hair after coming out of the shower.

“I’m so fucking done with you!” You yell, throwing the shirt at him.

“Wha-“

“How could you!” You shout out.

“Y/N don’t start now,” he says rolling his eyes turning to face the other way.

“Shut the fuck up im not starting anything how could you cheat on me!” You yell, finally letting the tears you’ve been holding fall.

“What the hell are you saying!” He yells back turning to face you again. When he does, you could see the anger in his eyes and face turning soft once noticing your tears.

“Y/N I—“ he begins in a softer tone, taking a step towards you but you cut him off.

“Don’t. Don’t fucking lie or touch me.” You say taking a step back.

“I’m not lying,” he retorts.

“Really? Then explain why the fuck you’ve been coming home so late? The company closes by midnight by max so I don’t fucking see a reason why you’d show up at 2am sometimes let alone have your secretary stop by at midnight to hand me your fucking shirt. Why was it with her huh? Don’t you dare deny by saying it’s not yours, I fucking bought that one for you,” you rant, tears streaming down your face which only display the anger and pain you are feeling.

Jungkook quietly listens to your rant before heaving a sigh and finally speaking up.

“Are you done now?” He asks you calmly. You were in no mood for this.

“Yes I’m so done with you Jeon Jungk—“ you feel his soft lips on you. You stand there frozen for a few seconds wanting to kiss him back knowing you haven’t felt his lips since the last 4 months. Not until you remember the current situation and try to push him away. You’re not sure what you expected per say, but your attempt is proven unsuccessful as it only results in him taking you by your waist and pulling you closer until you're smug in his arms.

When he pulls out you slap his chest.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” You exclaim, making him chuckle.

“Are you laughing? This is not funny Jeon,” you sternly say, surprised at how normal he’s acting. You haven’t seen him laugh in what feels like ages.

“Baby, just listen to me okay,” he says cupping your face and wiping your tears.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath before focusing your eyes on him, signaling for him to go on.

“I did not cheat on you. I’m not going to deny anything because yes that is in fact my shirt that you bought for me. I gave it to Sooah because she accidentally spilled tea on herself and you know I have spare shirts in my office. We were running late for a meeting so I just grabbed whatever shirt I found and gave it. I swear I had no other intentions. I would never cheat on you, why would you even think that hm? I love you so much,” he assures, pecking your forehead.

After whatever he said, you completely break down and start sobbing with your head buried in his well built chest. You’re very overwhelmed right now, especially by his last 5 words which he hasn’t uttered to you lately. You slowly wrap your arms around him as he carefully caresses the back of your head tangling his hand into your hair.

“Shh, please don’t cry,” he whispers.

“I know I've been such a dick to you lately and I don't even know where to start. I’m sure you hate me now but believe me when I say I didn’t mean any single shit I spat out to you these past months. I know I crossed my limits today and I deeply apologize for it, I’m so fucking sorry. This project is really important for the company and means a lot to my dad so I’ve been really stressed as it needs to be done efficiently and is a long procedure.” He declares as you pull out from his embrace.

“That doesn’t explain your behaviour towards me,” you retort, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I started talking less to you because I didn’t want to lash out all my frustrations on you. However, you kept asking me questions and it was adding to my headache so I said whatever the hell came in my head. I swear I didn’t mean any of it. I know you were only worried and caring for me. We’re going to be done by Wednesday so I was planning to make it up to you by taking you out on Thursday and surprising you with something,” he explains, making you frown and pursue your lips together.

“Well sorry for worrying too much about my husband's health, and what do you mean by ‘surprising you with something?” You question him.

“I guess I'll just tell you now so that you’ll talk to me, yea?” He says, scratching the back of his neck nervously. A habit of his which you found very endearing.

“You were the one not talking to me,” you mumble looking away. You know he heard you.

Turning back to face him, you raise your eyebrows motioning him to go on. You watch him head over to his bedside table before he pulls the drawer taking something out. Jungkook rushes back to you and hands you a small envelope.

“What is this?” You query, looking confused.

“Why don’t you open it and see for yourself,” he says, going behind you to wrap his arms around your waist in order to give you a back hug. His face nuzzled in your neck.

You ignore him and carefully tear open the envelope finding two tickets to—

“Oh my god what!!” You exclaim, widening your eyes.

You immediately turn around and jump onto Jungkook wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his torso. You didn’t care about anything else except the fact that your husband was going to make it up to you by taking you on a trip to the one place you wanted to visit all your life.

Greece.

“I love you so much!” You beam, giving him a quick kiss followed by a bunch of pecks all over his face. That leads you to earn a hearty chuckle from your husband.

“I’m truly sorry for treating you badly lately. I regret it so much I swear. I can’t see you cry, I felt like shit knowing I was the cause of those tears on your beautiful face. Will you forgive me?” He says in a shaky voice and you immediately realize that he is on the verge of crying.

You get off him and grab his hand settling the two of you on the bed. You make sure he uses the headboard as support while you face him and sit on his lap.

“Hey don’t worry, it’s okay, we’re okay now. I was really hurt and scared by your behaviour but at the end I love you okay. Let’s forget it and plan for the trip.” You happily beam, interlocking both your hands with his as you know it comforts him.

“I love you more. Also, I think, the trip to Greece isn’t enough to make up for the shit I caused. Tell me how to make it up to you?” He asks, lightly soothing his thumb over your knuckles.

“Do you really want to know?” You question, looking deeply into his eyes.

“Yes,” he eagerly responds.

“Well then, I want a baby,” you say wrapping your arms around his neck

“Wait— you what!” He shrieks, looking surprised.

“I want your baby,” you whisper in his ears making him smile.

“I was actually planning to have this conversation with you on the trip. I think it’s time we have a little me or you running around the house,” he asserts, connecting his forehead to yours.

“I think so too.” You mumble, leaning in for a kiss which he gladly accepts and kisses you back passionately.

You have a feeling things will be back to normal again. You know it’ll be the same as it once was.

sugar | myg

pairings » ceo!yoongi x f. reader

genre » strangers to lovers, neighbours au, fluff, smut

summary » desperately in need of sugar to make coffee in order to ease down your headache, you find yourself knocking on a strangers door who happens to be your best friend’s friend and the finest man you’ve ever encountered.

warnings » drinking, swearing, kissing, pool party, cold yoongi, dom!yoongi, sub!reader, foreplay, blowjob, fingering, dirty talk, making out, some nipple play, begging, praise kink, orgasm control, hair grabbing, penetration, teasing, just yoongi being hot

word count » 11k

a/n » some italics part indicate past dialogues and some indicate personal thoughts.

You had just finished placing the last few boxes in your new apartment with the help of your friend, Hoseok.

“Thank you so much Hobi! I don't think I could've done this without you.” You said, smiling at him.

“Are you crazy Y/N? Don't thank me, what are friends for?” He retorted, being offended by the fact that you thought he wouldn’t have helped you, whether you asked him to or not.

“No it’s just that you’ve been busy and I didn't want to bother you. I'd feel horrible knowing you can’t rest the one day you’re free just because of me.” You explained, feeling a bit guilty.

“Hey, it’s all cool. I'm glad you finally found yourself an apartment though, it's nice here.” He replied, looking around the place as you can see how satisfied he was with the amount of sunlight approaching the room.

“Indeed it is.” You nodded, agreeing with him.

It finally feels like home, your home.

“Better treat me to a nice dinner later missy.” He joked making you chuckle.

“Of course mister. After I set up the apartment properly that is.” You joked back.

“Do you need help with setting anything up? You know I can always jus—“

You sighed before walking up to him and intertwining your hands with his.

”Hobi, I'm fine. I want to do this all on my own now. I really appreciate your help though, you’ve been nothing but a hardworking and supportive best friend. Thank you so much for always being there for me, I love you.” You blurted out.

“Now, should I take that as you officially confessing your love for me Y/N?” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “As friends Hoseok, but seriously, thank you so much for everything.”

“Of course, anytime, I’m just a call away you know.” He said, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into a hug.

You hummed, instantly giving into his warm body with your head resting on his chest. Both of you stayed like that for a couple of minutes until the sudden ringing of a phone made you two pull apart. Hoseok fetched his phone out from the back pocket of his jeans and widened his eyes looking at the caller ID.

“Shit! I need to go Y/N. Sorry, I forgot I had to meet mom today.”

“It's fine Hobi, thanks once again and tell your mom I said ‘hi’.” You replied, leading him to the door.

“Will do.” He asserted, opening the door to walk out.

“By the way my friend lives in that apartment. If you need anything you can ask him, I'll let him know about you.” He said, pointing at a door across the hallway to which you nodded.

“Alright thanks Hobi, bye!” You beamed.

“Bye Y/N,” and with that he left. You went back inside, closed the door and leaned your back on it. You admired your apartment space and tried to figure out where to start setting up from.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

After 10 long hours, you finally sat down on the sofa you had just finished arranging.

“My head hurts now.” You whined.

Knowing exactly what you need to ease it down, you made your way towards the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee. However, you realized that your plan of getting groceries today didn’t work out and you didn’t have any sugar left in the house.

A sudden thought of calling Hoseok to bring you some came to your mind but you quickly dismissed it knowing it’s 10pm. You didn’t want to bother him anymore. That's when your mind clicked, recalling Hoseok's words before he left.

His friend.

For a good 7 minutes, you debated on whether you should knock and ask for some sugar or not before finally concluding your decision. You definitely need a cup of coffee or your headache will get even worse and you know you won’t move a single inch to finish setting up the left bit of the apartment.

“Fuck it!” You mumbled and quickly slid a purple hoodie over your tank top before leaving your apartment.

Standing in front of a door similar to yours, you took a deep breath before knocking on it. You don’t even know why you’re so nervous, he’s Hoseok's friend and your neighbor. Neighbours help each other right?

Not getting any response back the first time, you knocked again. Still not getting any response, you decided to leave but the door suddenly opened. You stood there in shock, seeing such a handsome man standing by the door. He was wearing an oversized white shirt over black track pants with a white towel wrapped around his neck. It looked like he just came out of the shower and was trying to dry his wet locks.

“Yes?” He questioned in a deep voice, staring straight into your soul.

“Umm hey, I don’t know if he told you yet but I’m Hoseok's friend that moved in. I ran out of sugar and I needed it this instant, so is it okay if I can borrow some? I’ll make sure to give you bac—“

Thud.

What the fuck. Did he just slam the door on your face? What does he think of himself? Of course you just had to encounter another person with good looks but a shitty personality. You never knew Hobi had such a rude friend. You scoffed and started walking back to your apartment but suddenly heard the door behind you click open again.

“Where are you going?”

You immediately turn around only to spot Hoseok's friend standing, peeking out his door.

“I thought yo—“ before you could complete your sentence you saw him walking towards you.

“Take the whole pack, I'm not wasting time taking out only a bit.” He stated, handing over a whole 2kg bag of sugar.

“Oh I don’t need that mu—“

“Just take it. Pay me a quarter back later.” He retorted, pushing it further to you as you took it.

Guess he’s not that bad, just a man with a cold personality.

“Uh okay, thanks—“ before you could even ask for his name or say anything, he was already walking back to his place. You watched him stop in-front of his doorway and reach his hand out to twist the door knob, before briefly glancing at you.

“It’s nice finally meeting you Y/N, I'm Yoongi.”

Thud.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

It's been two days since you moved in and had that encounter with Yoongi. You remember ranting to Hoseok about it yesterday which only led him to erupt into laughter.

“He’s just like that Y/N, at least he gave you some sugar. He was probably tired from work so don't think too much. Yoongi doesn’t talk much but he’s nice.”

Although he has good looks you wish to never face him again, but here you are. Hoseok’s words ringing in your head as you once again find yourself standing in front of his door. Before you could even knock, the door opened itself revealing Yoongi. You can see that he was also in the same shock as you. I mean why wouldn’t he be? He definitely wouldn’t have expected you out of everyone to be standing by his doorway, first thing on a Monday morning.

“Good morning! I just wanted to return your pack of sugar and pay for it, here’s the money.” You said, extending the quarter and the pack of sugar to him.

“Oh, thanks.”

Your eyes then finally travelled down to his outfit. He was wearing a black blazer with a white shirt underneath, neatly tucked into his black dress pants as one of his hands carried a pair of shades. You looked back up and noticed how his hair was neatly parted through the middle.

Fuck he looks hot.

One thing about Hoseok, that man has some really good looking fucking friends. You’ve met three of them before Yoongi. If you may recall, the three being Jimin, Namjoon and Seokjin. You don’t think you have ever seen a friend group consisting of such good looking people, to be honest. He hasn’t introduced you to the other two yet but you’re sure they’re probably hella fine as well.

“Do you need anything else?” You didn’t realize that you had been staring at him so his voice slightly made you flinch.

“Huh? Uh no sorry i’ll take my leave now, thank you once again.” You smiled to which he nodded, and you left.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

“Mom you didn’t have to, you know?” You said to your mom as the two of you were in the elevator, going up to your apartment.

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/N. My daughter bought her own apartment with her own money for the first time and you think I wouldn’t come visit?” She retorted.

“I don’t mean it like that, it’s a 2 hour drive away and dad is sick.“

“Your dad is fine now and just recently started going back to work, don’t worry too much.” She assured, as the both of you had walked out the elevator and made it in front of your apartment door.

“Alright, I'm sure he didn’t come since he would be busy catching up with work so I’ll go meet him at the company sometime this week.” You said, opening the door with your keys.

“Of course, he’ll be so happy to see you.” She beamed.

When the two of you stepped foot inside, your mom began scanning the whole place. Going through the whole apartment, she kept the same look until the two of you had sat down on the sofa.

“Oh my god Y/N, it’s beautiful, I love it!” She exclaimed, making you chuckle.

“I’m glad you liked it, I worked hard on arranging everything nicely with the help of Yoora of course.”

“It looks wonderful! I'm so proud of you and speaking of Yoora, how is she and Hoseok?” Your mom asked, holding your hands.

“Yoora and Hoseok are both fine, just busy these days. They sent their greetings to you though,” you replied.

“Make sure to send my greetings back, tell them that I miss them and am very thankful that you have friends like them.”

“That would definitely boost their ego but will do,” you said, making the two of you laugh.

You spent almost 4 hours talking to your mom and even facetimed Hoseok and Yoora in the middle. The two complained about how busy they were with work while you were lucky enough to have 2 weeks off. The three of you have been best friends since you were 5 so all your parents loved the three of you like their own children. Your mom and the two had the time of their life talking to each other after so long. It was almost around 8pm when you heard knocking on your door. Who would it be at this time? You wondered.

“You had someone coming over?” Your mom asked.

“No but I think the parcel I ordered came in. Let me go check,” you answered as she nodded.

You got up and walked towards the door. Once you opened it, you were greeted by the sight of a huge brown box and a man dressed in a simple black hoodie and jeans. His hair was fluffy too. Very boyfriend material of him but he wasn’t a delivery man—

“Yoongi?”

“Uh hey, you actually had this box outside your door this afternoon and you weren’t home so I took it to my place in case someone takes it.” He nervously explained.

Cute.

“Oh my god, thank you so much!” You exclaimed.

“It’s a bit heavy, let me help you carry it inside.” He insisted, seeing you struggling to get the box in.

“Oh thanks, I'm so sorry you had to carry it to your place.” You apologized thinking of how he might’ve struggled to carry your huge and heavy parcel to his apartment. Hoseok was right, he is nice.

“Right here is fine Yoongi, thank you once again,” you said, finally placing the box down.

“It’s fin-“

“Oh my, who might this young man be?” You heard your mom ask.

Oh shit, you completely forgot she was here.

“He’s just my neighbour, don’t assume anything mom.” You declared before she could say anything more.

“You know you don’t have to hide anything from me right?” She smiled as you saw how Yoongi's eyes widened, understanding what she meant.

“Mom. I’m not hiding anything, he lives across the hallway we met just a couple days ago.”

“Well then invite this handsome neighbour of yours for dinner at least.”

“Mom!” You whined showing her exactly how embarrassed and mad you are.

“It’s nice to meet you ma'am and thank you for your invite but I’m afraid I can’t accept it as I have other plans and need to leave sorry.”

That was so formal, he sounded so nice.

“Oh I see, such a respectful man. Please come next time when you’re free, I'm sure Y/N can cook you some delicious food.”

“Uh of course ma'am, have a goodnight, I’ll take my leave now.” Yoongi stated before locking eyes with you and walking out the door.

As soon as you heard the door shut, you immediately locked it and rushed towards your mom to rant about what just happened and how embarrassing it was.

“We should go eat Y/N,” your mom said, having enough of you rambling on and on.

You sighed, “you’re right. I'm very hungry, let's go eat!”

You were now walking back to your apartment after dropping off your mom by the car your dad had sent for her to go back from. She left a little while after having dinner and made sure to convince you to befriend Yoongi and possibly start dating him.

There’s no way you would. You two don’t even know each other and he’s too rude sometimes.

Speaking of Yoongi, you need to apologize to him about your mom. You know there’s no way you’d face him after the embarrassing situation that occurred so you texted him instead. Surprisingly he texted back in just a few minutes.

[y/n] 9:38pm: Hey, this is y/n

[y/n] 9:39pm: I just wanted to apologize for how my mom reacted. I’m so sorry, she’s just like that, I hope you understand and forget whatever happened.

[yoongi] 9:43pm: it’s okay, I already forgot

[yoongi] 9:43pm: but how did you get my number?

[y/n] 9:43pm: from hoseok

[yoongi] 9:45pm: alright, well I gtg

[y/n] 9:46pm: oh ok bye goodnight

[yoongi] 9:46pm: gn

dry texter but whatever, now that that’s cleared, you can peacefully sleep.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

“Yoora, I’m on my way to meet dad right now, I’ll call you later okay.” You said, eyes focused on the road ahead of you.

“You better call though, I have some important news to share.”

“Okay okay don’t worry, I will. I need to know your tea anyways.”

You heard her chuckle, “trust me you would love it.”

“On second thoughts, tell me now.” You retorted, getting excited about the ‘important news’ she wanted to share.

“Nope, call me later bye!”

“Yoora no!” You yelled but she hung up already.

You wondered what happened in the span of 3 days that got her so excited. The last time you talked was when your mom was here. She was completely fine and normal so something big definitely happened. Thinking about Yoora and her important news, you didn’t even realize that you already reached your dad's company.

Parking the car and walking inside the tall glass building, you were greeted by the two beautiful receptionists who immediately recognized you as the chairman’s daughter.

“Hey, is dad free?” You asked the receptionist at the front desk.

“He’s in his office Miss Y/N, but I’ll call him and let him know you’re here.” She responded.

“Uh no! I actually wanted to surprise him so there is no need to inform him. I’ll just go.” You protested.

“Alright but he has someone over right now.”

“It's okay, I'll just wait outside his office till he’s done.” You said.

“As you wish Miss Y/N.” She respectfully bowed.

You returned it and walked towards your dad's office being all excited to meet him and ready to scold him for getting sick. Once you reached the hallway to your dad’s office, you were surprised to see a familiar figure and someone you thought you would never meet here of all places.

“Yoongi? What are you doing here?” You questioned as you walked up to him.

“Y/N?” He raised a brow turning towards you.

“You two know each other?” Your dad beamed in.

“Dad!” You exclaimed and jumped into his arms.

“Hey sweetheart, how are you?” He asked.

“I'm all good, how are you now?”

“Much better, especially now that you're here.” He replied, ruffling your hair as the two of you chuckled.

“Anyways back to my question, you two know each other?” Your dad asked once again.

“We’re neighbours.” Yoongi and you retorted at the same time.

“Dad, how do you know him and why are you here Yoongi?” You questioned both of them.

“He’s the CEO of Min Productions, we just finalized a deal and collaboration.” Your dad proudly announced.

You were beyond shocked. Yoongi, Min Yoongi, your neighbour, Hoseok's friend, he is the CEO of one of the biggest companies in all of South Korea.

“I was going to tell you about him to help with your work but good thing you came. Maybe we can just discuss all that right now. If that’s fine with you and Yoongi of course.” Your dad said, eyeing the two of you.

“Sure, I don’t have any other schedule for today.” Yoongi confirmed.

“Perfect! How about you Y/N?” Your dad asked.

“Oh yea sure.” You replied, still baffled about the new information you had just learned about Yoongi.

With that, the three of you went inside your dad's office and discussed a few deals, details and designs you could all work on. Your dad had two companies and you were working in the other smaller one. The companies were known for their great interior house designing. Yoongi's company being the biggest and most famous one in that field.

“I want to do something big this time.” Your dad heaved out. He was sitting on the couch beside you and in front of Yoongi, deep in thought about what he can do.

“What do you mean by that dad?” You muddled.

“Maybe a showcase-like exhibition.” Yoongi remarked, ignoring your confused state.

“Perfect! That’s a great idea, we'll do that.” Your dad happily exclaimed.

“Wait, so we’ll hold an exhibition with our new designs? Like how Ikea has those fake displays?” You asked, amazed by the idea.

“Something exactly like that.” Yoongi confirmed.

“Oh my god, you’re so smart. I’m sure this will benefit all our companies ” You exclaimed jolting up from your seat, making both Yoongi and your dad look up at you surprised.

“Uh sorry I just got a bit excited.” You murmured and sat back down making your dad chuckle.

“Yoongi, do you have any set date for the exhibition in mind?” Your dad asked, looking back at him.

“How about 4 months from now? Our company is low on furniture stock right now so it’ll take about a month to get them and 2-3 months to set all the designs.” Yoongi replied.

“Hmm, I think that’s great. Within the month you guys get furniture we can make the presentations with selected designs and a location to display the exhibition.” You suggested.

“Yea sure, we can have another meeting to discuss that later.” Yoongi said to which you and your dad both nodded.

A few minutes later your dad’s words were interrupted by a spam of text messages on your phone.

“Sorry Dad, I'm just gonna check to see if everything is fine.” You said, pulling out your phone to which he nodded and continued talking to Yoongi.

[yoora] 2:13pm: are you done yet???

[yoora] 2:13pm: please tell me you are

[yoora] 2:14pm: it’s been almost 4 hours

[yoora] 2:14pm: I still need to share my news

[yoora] 2:14pm: it’s important.

[yoora] 2:15pm: pleaseee Y/N!!

[yoora] 2:15pm: reply or i’ll never tell you.

[y/n] 2:16pm: jeez woman you need to stop spamming!

[yoora] 2:16pm: fucking finally!!!

[y/n] 2:16pm: and fyi, it’s only been 3 hours

[yoora] 2:16pm: same thing

[y/n] 2:17pm: anyways, i’m almost done here so tell me where to meet you

[yoora] 2:17pm: my place.

[y/n] 2:17pm: alright, see you soon

[yoora] 2:17pm: okayy see you soon!!

“Dad I actually have to leave right now.” You announced, closing your phone screen.

“So suddenly? Is everything okay?” He asked, face frowning with concern. Yoongi was staring at you as well.

“Yes dad everything is fine. I just need to go drop by at Yoora’s place.” You responded.

“Oh I see, take care and send my greetings her way.” He said standing up.

“Will do, I’ll leave now and please take care of yourself.” You said, hugging your dad. Your eyes then landed on Yoongi.

“Uh it’s an honour to be working with you Mr. Min.” You said professionally, extending your hand towards him.

You heard him chuckle, showing off his gummy smile before responding to your handshake. “Just call me Yoongi.”

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“You have a what!” You yelled, choking on the water you were gulping down.

“I have a boyfriend.” Yoora stuttered out, playing with her fingers.

“Oh my god Yoora, this is huge!” You exclaimed, putting aside the glass of water and holding her hands.

“I know, he’s actually coming over in a few minutes.” She said, making you widen your eyes.

“Why did you call me then! Do I know him? What’s his name? How long have you been dating?” You bombarded her with questions.

“Y/N calm down, I wanted to tell you before anyone and I don’t think you know him but you’ve definitely heard of him. He’s actually one of Hoseok's friends.” Yoora said, making you frown.

“Really? Who?” You questioned.

Before she could even reply, the doorbell rang.

“I think that’s him.”

You watched as Yoora walked over to the door, opened it and got crushed by a muscular figure hugging her.

“Hi babe, I missed you.” You heard a deep male voice, followed by a chuckle and a “I missed you too.” from Yoora. You smiled at that as you were beyond happy for your best friend.

As the couple walked in, you stood up from the couch and finally saw the man's face. Hoseok's friend huh? Once again very good looking.

“Hey you must be Y/N. I’m Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, It’s nice finally meeting you.” He introduced himself, extending his hand towards you.

“So you’re the man that stole my best friend's heart and my other best friend's car. It’s nice finally meeting you too, Jungkook.” You joked whilst shaking his hand.

“I— let’s not talk about the car incident. Hoseok still hates me for that.” He nervously laughed, making both you and Yoora chuckle.

“Anyways how and since when have you two been dating?” You asked curiously.

“Uh we’d been talking for 7 months after the party we met in and started dating 3 months ago.” Jungkook said, making you squint your eyes at Yoora. She told you about meeting this hot guy at the one party you couldn’t attend, but never told you that they had been talking afterwards.

“I’m sorry, I know I should have told you sooner but we wanted to be sure about our relationship before telling anyone and don’t be mad, you’re still the first one to know anyways.” Yoora apologetically retorted and you immediately softened your eyes.

“It’s fine, I’m so happy for you both. Jungkook please keep her happy and never break her heart or I swear I’ll kill you.” You threatened him.

“I swear I won’t, I love her too much.” He confessed looking at Yoora. You saw the love he had for her in his eyes and how flustered Yoora got.

He’s definitely the one for her.

“Well I guess I’ll leave you two be, don’t want to to be a third wheel.” You laughed.

“No no please don’t. I know you’re free today and we haven’t been hanging out a lot lately. Jungkook doesn't mind, I already told him.” She pleaded. Your eyes wandered off to Jungkook for confirmation and he nodded with a smile.

“Are you sure?” You asked, still having second thoughts.

“We’re sure, we can watch a movie if you’d like.” Jungkook suggested.

You sighed and smiled. “Alright, sounds good.”

Yoora squealed and stood up, “I’ll go get the popcorn and some drinks ready!”

“Why don’t you two catch up and choose a movie while I go get that hm?” Jungkook insisted, leaving a peck on Yoora’s forehead before heading towards the kitchen.

As soon as he left, you immediately hugged Yoora.

“Oh my god! He’s so sweet and good looking, literally your type.” You quietly exclaimed.

“I know right! I’m so glad I didn't ditch that party Hobi took me too that day. The guys there and Hoseok's friends were so nice and hot. You would’ve found yourself a man as well.” She excitedly whispered back.

You quietly chuckled, “I admit Hoseok’s friends are really nice and hot but you know why I couldn’t come.”

“Right, speaking of that, I forgot to ask how it went with your dad. How’s he feeling now?”

“Much better, he’s been taking all his medications on time and started working again. Dad also sent his greetings your way.” You smiled.

“That’s great! Make sure to send my greetings back to him,” She replied, making you nod.

“Of course! Well, let's choose a movie now.” You said, grabbing the remote from the table.

“Marvel!” The two of you exclaimed.

“Spider-man!” You jumped up, causing you both to laugh out loud.

“I heard Marvel and Spider-man, I’m so ready to watch.” Jungkook beamed, coming out of the kitchen with popcorn, drinks and other snacks in his arms.

“Jungkook, you're a Marvel and Spider-man fan too!” You excitedly asked.

“No shit Sherlock, who isn’t?” He cockily responded, making the three of you laugh.

“Okay, okay, let’s watch!”

You didn’t even realize when the three of you finished watching 3 movies before ordering a take out and leaving her place. It was really fun and Jungkook was an amazing guy. You’re so happy for Yoora.

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“Y/N please come to the party!” Yoora whined over the phone while you were cooking yourself some pasta for dinner.

“But—“

“No buts, you’re coming and that's final.” She stated.

“I’m not sure about it though.” You sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Oh come on, Jimin literally called and personally invited you.”

“I know but we’re not so close.”

“So what? Me, Jungkook and Hoseok, we’re all going to be there as well.” She retorted, trying to convince you for the past 15 minutes now.

“Fine, but I don’t have a—“

“Don't even worry about that. I have a sexy black one piece you could wear. Just decide on a suitable dress or some shorts and a nice top to go along with it.”

“Okay, thanks.”

She knows you too well.

“Don’t thank me, you know our rule.” She said, trying to sound mad.

“Right my bad.” You chuckled.

“Oh Jungkooks here! I'll call you tomorrow and drop off the one piece.” She exclaimed.

“Yeah sure.” You replied.

“Perfect! I’ll see you tomorrow then, bye.”

“Yeah see you, bye.” With that, the two of you ended the call.

Jimin had called you three days ago, inviting you to his house for a pool party which was being held on Saturday. You weren’t sure if you’d go since you’d only met each other once and weren’t too close. However, now that Yoora had successfully ended up convincing you to attend the party, you realized it wasn’t such a bad idea. You could spend some time with Hoseok, Yoora and some other friends.

It had also been a little over a month since you had started working on the exhibition with Yoongi. As promised, you did all the research on possible locations and compiled various interior designs to use for display. You’d definitely be using this pool party as a way to unravel and celebrate the successful presentation you gave a few days prior. You’d been quite nervous as you didn’t want to disappoint your father or Yoongi. Despite your nerves, you decided to go ahead with it. Turned out that you had done remarkably well, impressing Yoongi as a turnout.

Today was Thursday, meaning you’d only have a day to prepare yourself. Most of tomorrow will be gone as you know you’ll find yourself drowning in work. The party is in the evening of Saturday so you’ll get everything ready the morning prior.

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You stood by the edge of your bed, staring at the pile of mess you just made. You were frustrated and confused as to what to wear to the party later in the evening.

Not wanting to spoil your whole mood, you decided to facetime Yoora and let her decide. As you were about to call her, something clicked in your mind.

You totally forgot.

You knew it’d be rude to call her in the middle of this so you decided to break it down to two outfits. You took pictures wearing both and just sent her the pics.

[y/n] 12:18pm: Yoora I know you're having lunch with Jungkook and his parents but when you have time please choose which one I should wear.

*insert image*

*insert image*

After you quickly sent the text, you ran to the kitchen to grab some food to eat. You were really excited about the pool party. The one piece Yoora gave was indeed sexy and fits your body perfectly. You sure were going to have fun tonight.

As soon as you sat on the sofa with a bag of doritos, you received a notification. You smiled and clicked on it knowing it’ll just be Yoora but—

What the fuck!?

[yoongi] 12:23pm: Y/N? this is Yoongi, I think you’ve got the wrong person.

[y/n] 12:24pm: oh my god! I'm so sorry I think I misread yours and Yoora’s name.

[yoongi] 12:24pm: Oh it’s fine

Your heart was beating so fast right now. You accidentally sent two pictures of yourself to Yoongi. It took you about a good six minutes to calm down but as soon as you were okay, you received another notification

[yoongi] 12:32pm: If you're open to receive another opinion though, I'd say the second one.

You blinked your eyes and kept staring at the text. Not gonna lie, that did something to your heart. You felt butterflies in your stomach.

[y/n] 12:35pm: oh alright thanks

[yoongi] 12:37pm: np:)

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[hobi] 5:56pm: hey I’m downstairs

[y/n] 5:56pm: give me two mins i’ll be down

[hobi] 5:56pm: okay I’m waiting

You quickly fix your hair, put on your wedges and give yourself a quick glance in the mirror before leaving your apartment.

You are going to go to Jimin's party with Hoseok today. It’s been a while since you last met him considering his sudden trip to Chicago for two weeks.

Stepping out of the apartment entrance, you saw Hoseok leaning against his silver BMW. He didn’t notice you as his eyes were too focused on his phone.

“Hobi!” You beam, running up to him.

“Hey Y/N!” He beams back, trapping you into a bear hug.

“You look nice.” He compliments, eyeing your blue jean shorts and black off shoulder crop top which show off your belly piercing and sharp collarbones.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” You retort, eyeing his white shorts and blue striped shirt.

“I never look bad.” He states whilst adjusting the shades resting on his head, making you roll your eyes.

“Anyways, how was Chicago?” You ask.

“It was amazing! I met a girl there actually.” He answers, making your eyes widen.

“Oh my god what!” You exclaim, causing him to let out a chuckle at your reaction.

“I’ll tell you on the way, get in the car first or we’ll be late.” He remarks, already walking towards the driver seat.

“Oh yea let’s go.” You say, opening the car door and settling yourself in.

Once he starts driving, your curiosity grows bigger.

“So?” You start, staring at his side profile.

“So what?” He asks, taking a quick glance at you before staring back at the road. You know he knows exactly what you’re referring to.

“Jung Hoseok.” His name comes sternly out your mouth.

“Fine fine, her name is Aera. She's actually Korean and is currently studying at a law school in Chicago. She still has a year to go and then she’ll come back.”

“Stop, that's so cool. So you’ll wait till she comes back?” You curiously ask.

“Yeah we both seem to like each other and we’ve been talking ever since I got back.” He shyly replies.

“Hobi, that’s great! Omg I'm so happy for you.” You squeal as he thanks you before turning on some music.

“To be honest, I wasn’t sure if I’d be available to pick you up tonight so I was going to tell Yoongi to bring you along with him.”

“Wait. Yoongi’s coming?” You ask, horror evident in your eyes.

“Of course we’re all friends, he’s Jimin's friend too, did you forget?” He laughs, eyes still focused on the road.

Great, just great. Now you have to face him after accidentally sending him your pics. Can this get any worse and embarrassing? You know you had to face him on Monday for work but within 5-6 hour after the incident…

After about 15 minutes, you see Hoseok pulling up at a parking lot with a huge mansion behind it.

Jimin lives here what the fuck!

“This isn’t Jimin's house, it's his family farm house.” Hobi confirms, as if he read your mind.

“Oh I see, it’s really pretty.” You mumble.

“It is. Now quit staring at it and let’s go in, I'll finally introduce you to Taehyung as well,” he says, making you nod. You follow him to the door and watch him ring the bell. When the door opens, the two of you are greeted by Jimin himself.

“Hoseok! Hey bro.” Jimin pulls Hoseok into a hug before turning towards you.

“Y/N hey! Glad you made it, it's been a while huh?” He exclaims, reaching in for a hug which you gladly accept.

“It sure has, thank you for inviting Jimin.” You beam a smile at him.

“Of course anytime, we’re friends now.” He smiles in return.

“But she’s my best friend.” Hoseok speaks in between, making you playfully hit his shoulder.

“Yeah yeah anyways, come in and make yourself at home.” Jimin says, guiding the two of you inside.

As soon as you step in, you are hit by the smell of alcohol as the song Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars blasts loudly through the speakers. Of course the first thing you notice is the beautiful interior of the house, you were amazed by it. Then you notice people scattered all around the house.

Jimin takes it upon himself to lead you and Hoseok to the backyard even though Hobi seemed to know the way. Once you reach, you see many more bodies dancing around, drinking, smoking, making out and playing in the pool.

“The bar is right there, you can get whatever you want. Please enjoy and don’t hesitate to ask for anything else, I'll be around.” Jimin says, pointing at the bar where people were sitting and bartenders were serving drinks.

Jimin definitely seems rich. I mean, his family owns Park Motels after all.

“Yeah, till everyone actually gets here at least. We all know you’d be hooking up with someone soon Jimin.” Hoseok snickers whilst you press your lips together to try to hold in your laugh.

“Shut up! Don’t embarrass me like that. Geez don’t listen to him Y/N.” Jimin replies.

“It’s totally fine Jimin, it’s your party of course you’ll enjoy.” You assure.

“See! Y/N is so kind, not judging me unlike someone else here,” he says, glaring at Hoseok to which he responds by rolling his eyes.

“Hey Jimin!” the three of you look back to see Namjoon, Seokjin, Jungkook, Yoora and this other man you don’t think you’ve ever met walking towards you.

Maybe he’s Taehyung?

“Hey guys!” Jimin and Hoseok beam as Yoora comes and hugs you.

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you again.“ Seokjin politely says as Namjoon agrees and passes his dimple smile towards you.

“Likewise. How are you guys?” You ask.

“Perfectly fine. How about you?” The two say in return.

“I’m fine too.” You smile and wave at Jungkook who waves back.

“Oh and I believe you two haven’t met. Y/N this is Taehyung and Taehyung this is Y/N.” Jimin adds, pointing towards the man you’d assume was Taehyung indeed.

“Hey, I’ve heard a lot about you Y/N,” his deep ocean-like voice speaks as he motions his hand forward to you. You blink your eyes and immediately shake his hand.

He looks so dreamy and handsome.

“I could say the same Taehyung, nice to meet you.”

Soon enough, the 6 boys are chatting amongst themselves and you quietly start whispering to Yoora beside you, “How the hell are his friends so good looking?”

“I don’t know. Well let’s see, Namjoon and Seokjin have a girlfriend while me and Jungkook are together so Jim—“

“Really!” You exclaim louder than you thought, once knowing two of them have girlfriends. This makes the 6 men snap their heads towards you and Yoora.

“Any problem girls? You okay Y/N?” Namjoon asks.

“Uh yeah actually, me and Y/N are going to head to the pool now, is that fine?” Yoora asks, hooking her arm under yours.

“Of course have fun! The changing room is right there.” Jimin says, pointing to a door beside the glass window leading into the house.

“Got it thanks!” Yoora beams before holding your hand and dragging the two of you towards the change room. Of course after making sure she gives Jungkook a quick peck on his lips and cheek.

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You can feel the gazes being thrown at you. You’re not even complaining because damn right you look sexy and amazing tonight. Yoora told you a thousand times before the two of you stepped out of the changing room seconds ago.

Making your way towards the pool, you already see Hoseok and his friends in there, shirtless. You look away spotting Jimin making out with a girl in a hot pink bikini only to find Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook talking to one another in the corner while Namjoon and Seokjin were each talking to a girl. Maybe it’s their girlfriends.

When you get into the pool, Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook swim towards you and Yoora, making sure to splash some water your way on purpose. As a reflex, the two of you bring your hands forward to block the water and look to the side.

“My girls are looking sexy.” Hoseok beams, snaking his arms around your bare waists. The two of you don’t mind knowing it’s just Hoseok and the three of you are very much comfortable with each other. I mean, you’ve practically known each other for twenty years now.

“Don’t we always.” You two retort as Hobi gives you both the ‘as if, I've seen you at your worst’ look.

“Anyways, we are going to start beach volleyball in the pool, wanna join?” Taehyung asks in between.

“We’d love to!” The two of you exclaim and so everyone gathers up to play.

After two long hours of playing around and having fun in the pool, You and Yoora decide to come out and dry yourselves up. You received a few drinks in the pool but the two of you needed to sit down to talk whilst enjoying another nice drink.

The two of you dry yourselves up in the change room before running towards the bar stools. You make sure to wear shorts over your one piece before you do though.

“One Margarita for me!” Yoora exclaims before turning to you, telepathically asking what you’d like.

“I’d like the same,” you respond, making the bartender nod and leave to get your drinks ready.

They served it in just seconds, wow.

“So how was lunch with Jungkook's parents?” You start, clinking your glass with hers.

“Oh my god I was literally nervous for no reason, they were like the sweetest people ever,” she coos.

“Really, that’s amazing! Still can’t get over how gorgeous you look tonight by the way. I bet Jungkook won’t be able to keep his hands to himself, not that he was in the pool anyways.” You tease your best friend who showed up in a yellow and purple two piece, paired with an off the shoulder, floral white dress to go over it.

As if on cue, Jungkoook makes his way over to the two of you and stands beside Yoora.

“Hey Y/N! Can I steal her from you for a bit?” He asks whilst licking his lips.

“Of course, take her for as long as you want. Have fun you two.” You sheepishly grin, glancing between the two and notice Yoora glaring at you while Jungkook stands there with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Oh we will, thanks.” Jungkook replies, eyeing your best friend before snaking a hand around her waist and taking her inside.

As soon as Yoora and Jungkook leave, you order another drink and patiently sit there while staring at the crowd. Half of them are in the pool and the other half are dancing.

“Mind if I join you?” Your eyes widen as you immediately jerk your head up to see Yoongi staring down at you.

“Uh no not at all,” you respond, fidgeting with the glass of red wine the bartender had just served to you.

“Great. A single malt scotch whiskey please,” he orders, taking a seat on the stool beside you which was previously occupied by Yoora.

For a moment you both sit there in silence while taking sips of your drinks. From the corner of your eyes, you feel Yoongi's eye on you so you slowly move your head to take a glance at him.

“Do you have something to say?” You ask, trying your best not to stutter knowing you are under his sharp gaze.

“Yes well, we have a meeting on Thursday, just a reminder.” He states to which you quietly nod.

“Right. Thanks for remin—“

“Y/N! Yoongi! Come on, don't sit around, let’s go dance.” Hoseok excitedly exclaims as he wraps his arms around the both of you before dragging you two to the dance floor.

Hoseok twirls you around before showing off some moves of his own. Taehyung being the gentleman he is, greets you before grasping your hand to sway you around a few times. You laugh and find yourself dancing along to the music. Such a nice and fun guy.

Yoongi stands there watching the three of you, well mostly you. Unknowingly he feels his heart racing. It was something about your exposed legs, collarbones, the belly piercing and wet hair. You look beautiful under the neon lights flashing over your face, swaying your hips perfectly to match the rhythm.

Soon enough, many more bodies start to join, making the space become tighter. Yoongi then realizes that your body was now pressed against his. Your hands are resting on his shoulder in need of support while his hands just stay by his side, not daring to touch you.

The two of you find yourselves lost in an intense eye lock. The loud music blasting in the background, starts fading away as Yoongi finds it harder to resist himself.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Yoongi growls, not taking his eyes off you as you don’t either.

“Like what?” You mumble, enough for him to hear. You make sure to squeeze his shoulders and biceps before slowly trailing one of your hands down to his chest. You don’t know where you got this sudden confidence from but you’re going to blame the alcohol for it.

“Fuck you’re gonna regret this,” he mumbles back, lightly flicking his tounge over his lips which you find super hot. You feel intoxicated with the tone of his voice, his strong breezy cologne and his not so minty but alcohol scented breath.

Your bodies are pressed against each other yet his hands are still not touching you. It was driving you crazy. He was driving you crazy.

You didn’t want to but you find yourself breaking the intense eye contact before moving your eyes down to his wet plump lips. You take your index finger and slowly trace it down his Adam's apple which you watch go up and down, indicating how hard he gulped from your movement.

“Y/N.” he warns. His voice, low and stern.

You look back up to meet his eyes, only to see them glued onto your lips. You were so desperate to have them pressed against his pink wet ones that you didn’t care about anything else at this point. In a swift moment, you grab his collar, pull him closer to you and smash your lips onto his.

Your eyes shut close as you feel Yoongi's lips perfectly mould into yours as if they’re only made for you. They were warm and soft just like how you’d imagine.

That’s where you finally feel one of his arms wrap around your waist and the other around your back with his hand tangled up in your damp hair. You secure your arms around his neck and slowly guide your fingers up to play with his long fluffy hair.

When you feel his hands move down to your hips giving it a little squeeze, you almost yelp and immediately pull out from the kiss.

Fuck you just kissed Yoongi.

He slowly caresses your cheeks and lightly brushes his thumb over your lips.

“You wanna take this upstairs,” he whispers, making you nervous. You may have planned on getting laid tonight but certainly not by Yoongi.

Yoongi feels your uneasiness and sighs. “Only if you’re okay with it. I’m not going to force you Y/N. We can forget whatever happened if you think this was a mist—“

“No!” You exclaim.

“I…I just…fuck. Okay fine let’s go!” You stutter and whine, being all frustrated with yourself. You know you’re overthinking but this might only be a one night thing and nothing else.

Right?

“Y/N once again I’m not—“

“Yoongi, I want you,” you cut him off, looking him in the eyes. You see them go dark with the same lustful gaze he held before the kiss. He clutches your hand and walks the two of you past the sweaty bodies to get in the house. From the corner of your eyes, you spot Taehyung and Hoseok happily dancing amongst the crowd.

They didn’t see the kiss, thank god.

Once Yoongi’s free hand slides open the glass door to enter the house, he leads you up the stairs as you mindlessly follow behind. He comes to a halt in front of the furthest door from the stairs and opens it, gesturing for you to step in.

Once you do, you feel his grip on your hand go loose as he leaves it to lock the door with his broad back facing you. When he turns around, he pauses and stares at your figure for a brief second before moving closer. He snakes his arm around your waist and quickly yanks you towards him so that both of your hands are pressed against his chest.

“You’ve been driving me insane all night Y/N,” he whispers, giving your hips a light squeeze.

“Could say the same Mr. Min,” you tease, knowing damn well how much he hates it when you call him that.

“Fuck Y/N, you sure you want this?” he asks, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Yes.” You breathe out.

“Are you clean baby?” He asks while opening the drawer beside you with one hand, possibly searching for a condom.

“Yes and I'm on pills so no need to look for a condom.” You assure, deeply staring into his dark orbs before locking lips with him again.

This time it was more rough and rushed. Both your tongues fighting for dominance and teeth clashing, leading into a messy make out session. His hands roam all over your body as yours begins to unbutton his black shirt and slide it off his built arms.

You yelp when he lifts you up and gently places you on the bed, hovering over you. Your hands make their way from touching his bare upper half to the back of his neck as you both continue to salivate each other’s lips.

“Yoongi please,” you whine, pulling out of the steamy kiss.

“Please what? I need words princess.” He speaks in a husky tone, making you even more weak and wet than you already were.

“Please touch me. Please fuck me, I need you in me.” You beg, receiving a quick low chuckle from him.

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless hm?” He says, slowly caressing your thighs.

“Yes please.” You plead.

“Tell me exactly what you need then.” He demands.

“Need your dick in me fuck Yoongi just—mmph.” Your whining gets cut off by his lips that smash onto yours once again whilst his cold veiny hands begin to trace all your curves.

“Can I?” He pants, playing with the hem of your shorts. You nod and he immediately slides them off, throwing them somewhere on the ground.

He goes down to your thighs and spreads them apart, leaving wet kisses around the inner part before eyeing your clothed area. You were still in your one piece.

Yoongi hovers back up to lean over your face, gently holds your head and lifts your upper half off the bed so that you’re smug in arms. He unties the knots on the back of your one piece before sliding the straps off from both sides and completing discarding it from your body. Yoongi eyes your naked figure from head to toe and bites his lips before leaning down to your neck.

“I always knew you’d be beautiful in and out.” He whispers, biting your earlobe before leaving a trail of wet butterfly kisses from your neck, down to your pussy. You shudder at the feeling.

“So fucking wet for me aren’t you princess?”

“Hmm only for you, now take this off,” you mumble, pointing at his pants as you can already see how hard he is. Yoongi immediately obeys and takes it off along with his boxers, letting his hardened cock spring free. You almost gasp seeing his length, he was huge.

“Like what you see baby?” He smirks.

Fuck you want him. You want him so bad!

“Yoongi go on alread—shit!” You whimper, feeling his cold fingers rubbing circles over your clit.

“Need to stretch you out first.” He says, inserting two long fingers inside you.

“Yoongi oh my god.” You cry out in pleasure, pulling him closer.

“You like that baby?” He asks, groaning when you clench tightly around his digits.

“Yes Yoon— '' You moan out as he quickens his pace, fucking his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt. When you feel your orgasm approaching, you squeeze his arm.

“Fuck im so close,” you hiss as he hums in response before pulling his fingers completely out of you.

“Yoongi why’d you pull out!” You whine, feeling the sudden emptiness of his fingers in you while you were close to finishing.

“Cause I want you to cum all over my cock.” He responds, palming his member and stroking it before positioning it to your entrance.

He looks at your naked frame beneath him to ask for consent, to which you eagerly nod. When he enters your wet heat, the two of you let out a deep groan and whimper.

“Shit! You’re still so fucking tight baby. Should’ve eaten you out too,” he groans, feeling the burn as every inch of him stretches your walls to their limit.

“Fuck Yoongi, just move already.” You plead, extremely aroused by the dirty words he was throwing at you.

He is quick to oblige and nods before thrusting into you slowly. Once he catches his pace, you become a moaning mess under him. His name being the only thing coming out of your mouth while you grip his hair and sheets tightly. Yoongi loved it, loved feeling you squirm and be a mess under him, loved the sound of both your skins slapping filling the room while you chant his name over and over again. It was like music to his ears.

“You feel so fucking good baby.” He groans, using one of his hands to play with your hardened nipple before latching his mouth on, to suck it.

“Fuck Yoon you’re so good, shit right there.” You moan, rolling your eyes back while gripping Yoongi’s hair tighter as you feel him hit your g-spot. You only earn yourself a low groan from him.

“Shit shit shit so close Yoon fuck!” Yoongi hates to admit it but the way you were calling him ‘Yoon’ was making him go crazy.

“Fuck, you’re gonna cream my cock princess yea?” He asks gritting his teeth, nearly pulling out all the way before slamming back into you again.

“Yes! Please go faster!” You shriek, bucking your hips forward to feel him more.

“Faster? shit you’re making me go crazy Y/N.” Something about the way he said your name along with the amount of pleasure he was giving you almost made you dizzy.

“Gonna cum Yoongi!” You screech, shutting your eyes tight as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach again.

“Will cum all over my cock like the good girl you are?” He emphasizes each word with controlled thrusts.

“Yoongi yes fuck, please just— cant hold it.” you cry out.

“Cum for me then.” He murmurs, leaving a sloppy kiss near your jawline before pulling out of you to let you cream his cock. You wince and cry out at the feeling as your orgasm washes over you.

Yoongi surprises you when he gives your slit a nice long lick. “Just wanted to taste you,” he beams, plopping his sweaty figure beside you.

“You didn’t cum,” you remark, sitting up as your chest still heaves up and down.

“It's fine.” He mutters, still lying down as beads of sweat drip down his chest and forehead.

“No it’s not, you’ve been working so hard for the exhibition, I think you deserve a treat Mr. Min.” You retort, looking down at him and giving his veiny cock a nice deep stroke.

“Fuck, I told you not to call me that but you’re right, I do deserve a treat. Think you can give me a head?” He jerks up, brushing his hand through his hair.

“I’d love to, Mr. Min.” You respond, your tongue reaching down to lick his pink tip, precum already leaking from it with your own cum smeared over as well.

“Don’t fucking tease baby.” He grunts. You dip your head down and take him in your mouth, moaning at the sensation as Yoongi tries to fight back a moan himself. You swirl your tongue around a bit before bobbing your head up and down to suck him off and take as much of him as you can. Only Yoongi knows how pretty you look right now and he’d do anything to see you like this for the rest of his life.

“Fuck you’re taking me so well princess.” He hisses, gripping your hair and moving it out your face so that it wouldn’t be in your way. It only makes you suck him harder.

He groans and throws his head back, “Not gonna last long fuck.”

After giving him a few more sucks, you feel his dick twitch in your mouth. You knew he’d cum anytime soon so you already prepared yourself.

“Shit, gonna cum.” He curses before shooting his hot cum straight down your throat. When you pull out, you start coughing and your eyes were glistening with tears.

“Shit sorry, are you okay?” Yoongi apologizes, worriedly reaching down to cup your face.

“I’m good, just tired.” You tell him with an amused smile.

“Let’s get you cleaned okay.” He says, pecking your forehead and lifting you off him to lay you down on the bed.

Was this the same man a few minutes ago?

You watch Yoongi wear his boxers and go into the bathroom to bring a damp towel in order to clean you up. Once he is done, he gives you his black button up to wear and tucks you in bed before slipping under the sheets, right beside you.

“Yoongi if we sleep here, I'll need to tell Hoseok not to wait for me.” You mutter, instantly realizing and moving closer to Yoongi's body so that you are facing him.

“I’ll text him, don't worry, just sleep okay.” He replies, cuddling you while playing with your hair.

“Don’t tell him that we—“

“No way I would, I'll never hear the end of it.” He adds, to which you both let out a chuckle.

“Thank you for tonight, goodnight Yoongi.” You wish him, eyes closed as you’re already half asleep in his embrace.

Yoongi smiles and mutters back, “night princess,” before falling into deep slumber himself.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

It’s been 3 months since that night. Neither you nor Yoongi had the time to talk about that certain topic or anything else other than work. Things had been really hectic and busy with the exhibition being just around the corner. In fact, It was going to be held tomorrow so you were really nervous yet excited at the same time.

You were seated on your kitchen counter stool, skimming through some details on the designs you will be presenting tomorrow, when you hear a sudden knock on the door. You sigh and walk over to open it, only to find Yoongi standing there.

“Hey Yoon—“

“We need to talk.” He says in a serious tone, making you worried. You let him in and close the door behind you.

“Is the display fine? Should I change anything? All the designs are okay right? Did something happe—?'' Before you could say anything more, he cuts you off.

“I can’t anymore.” He mumbles, staring at the floor.

“Cant what Yoongi? Are you okay?” You worriedly ask him, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.

“Fuck I just— I think I’m in love with you.” He confesses, looking up at you. You were too stunned to speak at the moment. The two of you stand there in silence for a few seconds, if only he knew how fast your heart was racing right now.

“You’re what?” You question him, making sure whatever you just heard was right.

“I’m in love with you. I know we haven’t gotten the chance to talk much after that night but I can’t stop thinking about you. I was actually attracted to you from the beginning and I slowly started liking you as a friend and a colleague but that night, I just knew I liked you more than that. So can we like…you know, will you be my girlfriend?” He nervously confesses.

“Is Mr. Min nervous?” You tease him, flashing him an amused smile.

“Y/N. I'm serious.” He almost whines. Seeing such a side of Yoongi apart from his cold demeanour that he has when working makes you so happy and giddy.

“Well, I’d love to be your girlfriend.“ You giggle in response as he stands there in shock.

“Yoongi,” you call out. He hums in return, eyes boring into yours.

“Just kiss me already goddamn it.” You whine, tugging on his shirt collar so that you could press your lips against his.

When your lips meet one another, It starts off as a slow passionate kiss which gradually turns into a rather hungrier one. Yoongi being Yoongi, squeezes your ass and tumbles you both over onto your couch so that he is hovering over you.

“How about you pay me back for borrowing some sugar that day, by letting me taste your sweet little cunt.”

“Oh my g— Yoongi!” You widen your eyes and lightly slap his arm. How did he go from being a stuttering mess to being so confident?

“Oh come on, I know you’d love it.” Yoongi mumbles, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I would but I love you more.” You giggle pecking his cheeks.

“Not more than how much I love you though,” he retorts, pecking your lips and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“Tomorrow is a big day.” You whisper, hooking your arms around his nape.

“I know, but you did amazing. You worked so hard on this and I loved all the designs and presentations you gave.” He replies, gently holding your hand and rubbing circles over your knuckles.

“You’re just saying that because you like me.” You retort, making him lean up to face you.

“This is part of the reason why I actually started liking you baby, I couldn’t be more proud of you.”

“I should be the one saying how proud I am of you. You worked even harder on this than me. You even skipped meals and went home at like 2 am,” you respond, brushing your fingers through his scalp.

“Oh, were you observing me princess?” He asks you in a teasing manner.

“Hmm couldn’t stop staring at my handsome and hot neighbour. No wait, I mean boss, or is it colleague? Or should I say boyfriend.” You reply, not even denying it.

“Whichever you like,” he chuckles in response before getting off of you and lifting you up in bridal style.

“Yoon what are you do—“

“Getting you to bed. We need to get some good sleep to survive tomorrow.” He states, walking to your bedroom and placing you on the bed.

“Nice room.” He compliments whilst looking around. He’s an interior designer himself, of course he’d say something about it.

“Thank you, wanna stay over?” You ask, reaching to the side to turn off the lights from your bedside table.

“Would love to.” He responds, sliding under the sheets beside you. You switch off the lights, embrace yourselves in each other’s arm and fall into deep slumber.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

The next day, your morning was occupied with last minute touch ups needed to be done for the designs. You kept wondering how your boyfriend was putting up with everything. When the two of you were having breakfast, he informed you that his parents were going to drop by as well. The news had made you even more nervous than you already were. I mean, the two of you just started dating yesterday and you were already going to meet his parents.

Anyways, the overall day went by really fast and fairly well. The exhibition went smoothly and a lot of people showed up including your parents, Hoseok, Yoora, their parents and Hoseok’s friends. When you met Yoongi's parents, they were really nice and looked so happy to meet you. When you told your parents, they weren’t even surprised, especially your mom.

“I knew you two would have something going on, the moment I saw him at your place that day.” These were the exact words your mom had uttered to you with Yoongi by your side.

Hoseok, Yoora and the others were very surprised. Jungkook and Jimin obviously couldn’t keep their mouths shut and exposed Yoongi by telling you how he kept asking them for some girl's advice.

“Never knew you’d be into Yoongi but at least we can go on double dates now.” Yoora had whispered to you.

“Can’t believe that even when you and Yoongi would talk to me everyday, I couldn’t figure it out.” Hoseok had beamed.

You are currently in Yoongi’s black Palisade, on your way back home from the restaurant Yoongi's father had made a reservation for. It was a fun day and nice dinner with both your families and friends. Both your parents got along very well.

You were staring out the window, recalling all the events of today when you suddenly feel Yoongi’s cold hand on your thigh.

“You know my offer from yesterday still stands.” He says, making you frown.

“What are you talking about?” You question him.

“Don’t act so innocent baby, you know what I’m talking about.” Once he states that, you knew exactly what he was referring to.

“Yoon, I already paid you back.” You reply, deciding to tease him and stretch out the conversation a bit.

“Hm, but that wasn’t enough.” He retorts.

“What do you mean I gave ba—“

“You made me fall for you. Never knew I'd fall for the girl that showed up at my apartment late at night to borrow some sugar. You stole my heart so make up for that.” He claims, looking at you when the traffic lights turn red. Your eyes immediately soften.

“I love you so much.” You confess, leaning in for a quick kiss before the lights turn green again.

“I love you too.” He responds, kissing you back before you pull out and properly sit back on your seat.

“Also, I’d like to accept your offer Mr. Min.” You assert, intertwining your fingers with his as his hand was still resting on your thigh.

“Oh my love, I hope you know you’re in for a long night then.” He smirks, squeezing your hand and taking a glance at you. You look away being all flustered so he wouldn’t notice you turning red.

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yoongi is what you would classify as your ‘every day working class’ single father, raising a rambunctious eight year old with an animated imagination. his life is hardly out of the ordinary; he works a full time job he doesn’t hate, he rents a decently sized two-bedroom apartment downtown, he has his own car and he gets to spend every night with his daughter. but when nara decides to share a little white lie with the film industry’s most beloved new actress... yoongi’s quiet life goes completely off script. 

pairing: single dad!yoongi x actress!f reader  rating: 18+  words: currently 6.1k genre(s): romance, comedy, fluff, angst, smut au(s): strangers to lovers, single dad, single parent, movie industry, famous heroine, hidden identity warnings: to be added in each part

author’s note: so i’m a little nervous but mostly very excited to start this series! it will be my first published fic and i’m really looking forward to sharing yoongi’s story. this one is definitely for those who love watching romantic comedies and reading contemporary romance novels ᥫ᭡ [div cr]

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Boyfriend for Hire

BTS Ot7 x Reader

Chapter 40

Two updates in one day? 😱 😂 just kidding. I figured I owed you guys one.

Psst! By the way, the next chapter contains 18+ content 👀.

Readers, beware! 😁

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Taehyung ended up staying like he said he would, to help us finish. After hauling out all the trash and sweeping and mopping the floors, I went through one last time to make sure nothing was missing. Everything was accounted for and I stashed the boxes of damaged goods that I could still use in the back on one of the shelves. Jungkook was right, the door was officially jammed. It couldn’t be opened, and I guessed the good thing about that was the fact that no one would be getting through it again. At least not without difficulty.

Taehyung begged me to stay the night again, but I had to refuse. Staying with them for most of the week along with just spending the day cleaning meant I was behind on orders and I desperately needed to catch up. So, with a promise to come by again this weekend sometime (and another promise to stay with him one of those nights), Hoseok was nice enough to drop me off at my apartment with a farewell and a reminder of the time his class was tomorrow. I stayed up much later than I should have trying to finish as much as I could.

I completed four that needed to be shipped early next week, so I was proud of the little progress I made. Yoongi called me to check up on me and I made sure to call Jin and thank him for the lunch earlier. By the time I made it to bed, I was exhausted, falling asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.

~♡~

The next morning, I was excited to get to see Hobi dancing. He had mentioned he was filling in for one of the other teachers that was on leave for a family issue. He typically didn’t have a whole lot of time for full classes. He did substitute a lot and had one group he committed to meeting with at least twice a week along with maybe a few private lessons here and there, but most of the dancing he did was for his own pleasure. Arriving at the studio, I parked and got out, rushing to the front entrance trying to escape the cold. I opted to drive myself, planning on heading back home afterwards to get some more work done before going back to the shared apartment.

I loved those men, but I certainly can’t get much work done while being in the same room as them. I froze with that thought. My feet cemented to the sidewalk as flurries of snow swirled around me. Did I love them? There was only person in the world I could say with certainty I loved wholeheartedly and that was Kat. But I wasn’t in love with her. I didn’t know what falling in love felt like and I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel once you committed to it. But I did know that what I felt for the seven of them wasn’t anything like I felt for Kat.

It was more intense. Passionate. My heart swelled every time they smiled at me, and the sound of their voices relieved the aching I felt when they weren’t there. I missed them when I couldn’t see them, and I wanted to be with them every second I could. Isn’t that what they say love feels like in the books? Or was it a more abstract definition. You couldn’t logically explain it to someone that didn’t feel the same thing towards the same people you did. Like trying to describe the way water tastes or what silence sounds like. Maybe it was speculative, and no one really knows for certain what it feels like to be in love.

Only that you feel such a strong connection with another person that you would willingly put them above yourself. Someone you could see yourself spending your life with and wanting to give your life to. I could see the kids just inside the entrance to the studio, all surrounding Hoseok with large smiles on their faces as they all shouted over one another to garner his attention. Hobi took it in stride, his mouth moving as he spoke to all of them, and they all were riveted onto his every word.

It was then, standing outside and looking in that I realized that yes, perhaps I did love them. Was in love with them. So impossibly and irrevocably smitten with all seven of them that I would never choose anyone else. Even if they didn’t choose me. If by some twisted fate I was no longer able to be with them, I knew deep down I would never find anything that compared to the way I felt about them with another person. They were it for me. My end all and be all. Hoseok’s eyes lifted to the window, that smile that struck me like an arrow through the heart every time he flashed it at me surfacing as our eyes met.

He waved me in, mouth moving again as he said something to the kids who all collectively turned to see me standing outside. Finding my feet again, I carried myself to the door and entered, barely getting enough time to shed my coat as I was bombarded by all the kids that were once surrounding Hobi.

“Are you Mr. Hoseok’s girlfriend?” one little girl asked.

“I like to think so.” I smiled, seeing Hobi shake his head out of the corner of my eye.

“She is. Don’t let her tell you otherwise.” He hollered while checking the sound system.

One little boy tugged on my sweater until I leaned down far enough for him to whisper in my ear.

“Maybe with you here he won’t be so strict.”

“Oh? Is he usually really strict?”

“Always.” Another little girl chimed in. “But he always gives us cookies afterwards, so we forgive him.”

I lifted an eyebrow. “He bribes you?”

“I don’t bribe them! I reward them for doing such a good job.” Hoseok said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders to lead me to one of the corners of the studio.

“But you just told us you wouldn’t give us cookies if we didn’t say nice things about you to your girlfriend!” the first little girl accuses him.

Hoseok let out a horrified gasp and I burst into laughter.

“Busted.” I said, poking him in the side. “If you don’t give them cookies, I will.”

He grinned, rolling his eyes. “Don’t worry. I always give out cookies. Whether they’re behaved or not. Just don’t tell them that.” He whispered to me.

He clapped once, the sound loud and echoing in the studio. Everyone straightened immediately, turning their attention to him.

“Alright everyone. Let’s start with some stretching exercises. Who wants to lead this week?”

~♡~

Hobi was an amazing dancer to say the least. Even in the slow steps he was using to show the kids what he was doing, every motion was fluid and effortless. No doubt he was born to dance, and I wondered why he didn’t pursue it. Even the kids were enthralled with him. They watched him carefully, mimicking his movements the best they could. Complete admiration on their faces. It was so cute to watch. The class finished without a hitch, and just as he promised, Hoseok gave them all cookies afterwards as parents came to collect them all one by one.

“So, what did you think?” Hobi asked, dropping down in a chair beside me after the last student had left.

I handed him a bottled water that he had placed beside me earlier, thinking he probably needed it more than I did.

“I had a good time! The kids really love you and you do so well with them.”

“I like kids. They’re so eager to learn it makes it easy to teach them.” He admitted, shying away from my compliment as he took a drink.

It was a little past mid-day. The snow outside still going strong as the wind whipped past people on the streets. People held onto their coats tighter and pulled their caps lower on their head to fight the bite of the chilly air. A fresh layer of snow coated most of the ground and sidewalks, bathing everything in white. It was beautiful really. As much as the cold weather sucked, winter was a gorgeous season. The world covered in white was a sight not everyone got to see but should at least once in their life.

“What about you?” Hobi asked.

I turned my head to see him already looking at me.

“What about me what?”

“Do you like kids?”

“Oh, yeah. I love them. I used to babysit to make a little extra cash while in university. I enjoy toddlers, but babies were always my favorite. They’re so cute.”

“So… you wouldn’t be opposed to having your own someday?”

I thought about it for a second. To be honest, I had never thought about having my own kids, but more because I wasn’t at a point in my life where they were something I was ready for rather than something I didn’t want.

“Someday, I would like some of my own. I’m a little scared though. Growing up without having parents who loved me like they should have made me realize how detrimental it is for a child to grow up without having that type of love in their life. Logically, having experienced that for myself I know what not to do, but it’s still terrifying. I want my kids to know I love them and I would be there for them no matter what, but it’s so easy to mess up, you know? What if I’m not a good mother?”

I looked away, back out the window to watch people scurry by. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Hoseok mulling over what I had told him. His own gaze looking out the window, but it was faraway. He took another sip from his water bottle. From the side, his features were even more striking. Sharp jaw and nose, pronounced chin, the ends of his hair had started to curl with the sweat accumulating on his forehead. He cleared his throat before answering.

“Well, I think you’d be a great mom. No one can be perfect all the time. You can’t expect them to be. You’ll make mistakes and shit happens, but at the end of the day, as long as you try to rectify them, it’ll work out. I have no doubt you’d be the best mother you can be.”

I smiled, loving the way his cheeks pinkened just the tiniest bit as he refused to meet my eyes. I scoot my chair a little closer to his and laid my head on his shoulder.

“I think you’d make a good dad. You’ve already got the fatherly advice bit down.” I teased.

He chuckled, my head bouncing with his shoulders as they shifted.

“I’ll leave that to Jin. Lord knows the man has more dad in him than any of us, but I will admit the thought of being a dad myself is a nice one.”

The silence between us after that was a comfortable one. After a few beats, I sat up turning to face him in my chair excitedly.

“Now will you dance for me again? I want to see exactly what Jung Hoseok is capable of.”

Chapter 41》

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Boyfriend for Hire

BTS Ot7 x Reader

Chapter 42

Hey y'all. This honestly probably should've been split into another chapter, but I didn't think it would fair to make you guys wait that long for a third part 😅.

Once again, 18+ warning. I'm serious. This is dirty dirty. Namseok had me feeling it though.

By the way, I'm curious how many of you guessed this coming. I technically didn't count Jin as the next person when I did the votes, so Namjoon and Hobi together are technically our third and fourth members to join the bang gang 😅

The way Namjoon’s eyes darkened even more had me clenching around nothing. He dipped his head, kissing me hungrily and unthreading my fingers from his shirt. He pulled back too soon, a whine escaping me before I could stop it.

“Hoseok.” He growled at the same time he began stripping.

I was momentarily distracted by the expanse of golden honey skin being exposed in front of me. Namjoon was broad and toned and beautiful. Biceps flexing as he popped the button on his pants, pants that were already tenting with what was sure to be an impressive erection at full mast. Already, my body was responding to him.

“I got it.” Hobi answered, gripping my thighs to slide me down the desk towards him.

He helped me down to stand in front of him before turning me around to bend over his desk. I cast a look over my shoulder but was quickly redirected when Namjoon’s fingers caught my chin.

“You were so beautiful when you were cumming. I want to see it again.”

I shivered under his heavy gaze, my desire quickly skyrocketing again as Hoseok forcibly spread my legs a bit further, hand drifting up my inner thigh to brush my clit. I jerked forward, my hips digging into the edge of the desk as Hobi laid a hand on my lower back to settle me.

“Shh princess. I need you as wet as possible if you’re going to take Joonie.”

Unconsciously, my eyes darted to the man in question’s cock. His pants were undone, but everything was still concealed much to my displeasure. Thinking it would be pertinent to have him undressed before I wasn’t capable of doing it once Hobi got his hands on me, I reached out to help him finish undressing. He let me push his pants and underwear down his legs the best I could leaning over the desk. His cock springing out, making my eyes widen. He was huge. I mean, like maybe I would be biting off more than I could chew trying to take him, but fuck. I wanted to.

His head was swollen, precum already beginning to ooze out of his tip. I licked my lips, wanting to swallow him, but even if he stood flush to the desk I would have difficulty reaching him. A complaint was on the tip of my tongue, at least it was, until Hobi’s fingers sank into my pussy. Instinctively, I clenched around them, my hands gripping onto anything they could reach, one of which grasped Namjoon’s dick, squeezing tightly.

“Fuck.” Namjoon groaned through his teeth.

Hoseok’s fingers started a steady rhythm. Pumping in and out of me without much hindrance thanks to my orgasm from earlier.

“Namjoon’s the only one who could possibly rival Tae in size. If you can take him, you’ll take Taehyung. The poor boy’s desperate for it. Shit, we all are. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamt about fucking you like this.” Hobi growled, his pace getting faster as he guided me towards another orgasm.

“Do you want that baby? Do you want Hobi to fuck you on top of his desk, so he can think about it time and time again when he’s here working?” Namjoon fanned the flames of my desire whispering in my ear.

I nodded desperately, my legs spreading wider for Hoseok. “Yes. Please. Fuck me.”

Hoseok removed his hand, his wet fingers digging into my hips to move me into position.

“I don’t have a condom on hand, but I’ll pull out. If you’re still worried, I’ll even buy you a morning after pill when we’re done here.”

“Don’t worry about it. I have an IUD.”

Hobi groaned and I could almost picture the way he was biting his lip. I didn’t have to imagine for long, one look behind me revealed he was just as affected by my words as I had thought. His eyes were dark, lips parted with his tongue playing in one corner of them.

“In that case, I won’t pull out. I’ll leave you messy for Joonie. It’ll make it easier for him to slide in anyway.”

Fuck, if they all talked like this during sex, I was in trouble. I wasn’t accustomed to dirty talk. None of my previous lovers had even entertained the idea, but with them, I was quickly realizing I had a kink for it. Namjoon pinched one of my nipples, taking advantage of the way my lips opened in a moan to shove two fingers into my mouth. He held my tongue down, leaving me unable to do much more than pant against them as the head of Hoseok’s cock nudged my opening. I felt his hand coast up my spine before gripping the back of my neck.

Hobi’s entry had my knees threatening to buckle beneath me. He slipped in, the feeling of him without a flimsy piece of rubber separating us was addicting already.

I wasn’t entirely sure I could go back to using condoms after this. I didn’t see Hobi’s length, but I could feel it. Just like the other’s he was well-endowed. Sliding perfectly into my waiting walls. A tad thicker than Yoongi, but not quite as long as Jimin. Still enough to graze my g-spot and have me moaning around Namjoon’s fingers which turned into a choke as my saliva pooled in my mouth. I couldn’t swallow with Namjoon holding down my tongue, so it dribbled out of the corner of my mouth and coated his fingers as I whimpered. Whether it was an intelligible plea for him to let me go or for Hobi to keep going was impossible to say.

Finally, Namjoon pulled his fingers out of my mouth at the same time Hoseok fully seated himself inside me. Instead of wiping his hand off, Namjoon used my spit as lubrication as he painted his cock with it. Gripping my hand that still held his dick, he guided it up and down his shaft, the friction lessened with my saliva coupled with his precum.

“How does she feel Hobi?”

“Like heaven.” Hoseok groaned, pulling back to thrust in again with a hard snap of his hips.

“Ah, please.” I whined.

“Please what?” Namjoon growled, forcing my hand to grip him tighter and pump him a little bit faster.

The words were on the tip of my tongue. The explanation of how desperately I needed to cum. How much I needed the two of them to get me there. Namjoon’s hand came up to cradle my cheek, tilting my head up to gaze at him from under my lashes.

“What is it baby girl?”

The nickname had my pussy clenching around Hobi. The squeeze eliciting a curse out of the man’s mouth as he finally began moving the way I needed him to. His hips rammed into me, skin slapping together as his fingers dug into my flesh harder. But I wanted more. Needed more. Everything my body was taking was too much and not enough at the same time. I was waging an internal battle and I couldn’t decide which way I was being pulled. I was utterly overwhelmed both physically and emotionally and tears ran down my cheeks as a result.

“Ah, baby don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need.” He crooned, wiping my tears away and leaning down to kiss me.

Namjoon readily ravaged my mouth. I moaned into the kiss but couldn’t focus on it. Hoseok was pounding into me savagely, my pelvis digging painfully into the edge of the desk, but it was far from unpleasant. His cock speared me, over and over again, his body on top of mine was hot and my juices were running down my thighs. I could hear every plunge, the squelch with every reentry was lewd and loud in the room. Namjoon released me at the same moment Hobi’s hand came around my neck, wrapping around my throat in a light squeeze as he brought me to him, my back to his chest.

I panted, one of my hands reaching behind me to hold onto the one grip he had on my waist. Namjoon rounded the desk quickly, forcing himself between me and the desk. Hoseok’s pace never faltered; his hot breath ghosted across my ear with the effort of his thrusts. Namjoon took advantage of how open this new position left me, head dipping to take a nipple into his mouth much like how Hoseok had when Namjoon had first found us. I buried my fingers in his hair, nails digging into his scalp. I dropped my head backwards onto Hobi’s shoulder, his lips finding that sensitive spot just under my ear.

“Fuck!” my voice was hoarse, so much stimulation at once was making my mind hazy.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” Hoseok panted into my ear. “You look good in my necklaces, but there’s no better collar than my hand around your neck. You’re all mine, princess. I wanna hear you say it.”

Namjoon continued his assault on my breasts. Mouth switching to the other one at the same time his fingers found my clit. He set a fast pace, drawing circles across my bundle of nerves.

“I’m yours Hobi!” I choked on my cries, toes curling as I felt myself being hurtled from that precipice.

“That’s it princess. Cum for me. Cream on my cock.” Hoseok’s voice was harsh, his hips stuttering as my orgasm brought forth his own.

The high that overcame me was so intense, it tore a scream from me that was barely intelligible as his name. Hoseok released my throat to slap a hand over my mouth, muffling my scream.

“Shit.” He swore under his breath as his cock swelled inside me seconds before I could feel the warmth of his seed flood my inner walls.

The feeling of him cumming sent aftershocks through me, throwing me into another, much smaller and less intense orgasm. It didn’t wreck me any less though as I practically collapsed between the two of them. Namjoon caught me effortlessly. My fingers holding onto his forearms weakly as I tried to catch my breath. My legs felt like jello and my head was a jumbled mess. Hobi slid out of me, from the sound of his breathing it didn’t seem like he fared any better than I did.

“Damn and I thought Jin was the only one with a cum fetish, but that has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Hoseok steadied me, spreading my legs further apart as his cum leaked out of me to run down my thighs and drip to the floor. He brushed his fingers along my opening making me whimper at how sensitive I still was.

“I’m sorry princess.” He cooed, kissing any part of my face that wasn’t buried in Namjoon’s chest.

I turned my head to kiss him properly. His tongue caressing my own, and despite my exhaustion, the embers of desire were quickly building again. Hobi pulled back, giving me an affectionate smile.

“You still have someone to take care of. He’s been waiting patiently.”

It took a lot of energy, but I managed to lift my head enough to meet Namjoon’s eyes. His thumb rubbed my jaw, and he kissed my forehead softly.

“You don’t have to baby girl. I know that was a lot.”

I shook my head, gathering my bearings enough to stand on my own two feet before him. I raised my hands to cup his cheeks, pulling his face to mine to kiss him with as much fervor as he had kissed me earlier.

“Let me take care of you Joonie.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

His answering groan sent shivers through me as he connected our lips again. His hands cupped the backs of my thighs, lifting me into his arms as he spun us around to lay me on Hobi’s desk. He leaned back, letting Hoseok take his place over my head as the other man took it upon himself to give me a panty-melting kiss of his own. I felt Namjoon’s fingers glide up my inner thigh, forcing a whine out of me as he gathered Hobi’s seed on them and swirled his fingers over my entrance.

“Hobi did such a good job getting you nice and ready for me baby girl. You better thank him.”

Two of Namjoon’s fingers entered me making me gasp and lose contact with Hoseok’s kiss. Our eyes met, and it wasn’t until that moment that I realized how intimate this was between the three of us. Now that the raw and unbridled lust had somewhat curbed between Hoseok and I, there was an air of vulnerability in its place. An unspoken connection that we all shared. A palpable silence alluding to the amount of trust we had with each other to be in such close proximity like this.

“T-thank you.” I whispered.

That gorgeously bright smile that drew me in in the first place took residence on Hobi’s face. And with it, I could feel another piece of my heart dedicating itself to these men. Namjoon placed my feet on the edge of the desk, pushing my knees further apart and positioning himself between them. He settled the head of his cock against my pussy, gliding between my lips to lather himself in my own slick and what was left of Hoseok’s release.

“Relax for me baby girl.”

I wanted to obey, but fuck it was hard. No pun intended. Every nudge of the head of his cock against my opening sent a wave of anxiety through me. I had never seen a man as big as Namjoon before, let alone fucked one.

“Hoseok.” Namjoon called him again.

Hobi pulled away again briefly to grab something off the floor. It took me half a second to realize it was Namjoon’s tie that he had tossed away while undressing. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching curiously as he approached me.

“I’m going to take your mind off of Namjoon princess.”

He placed the tie over my eyes, knotting it securely behind my head. The lack of vision made my heart pound harder as I stressed my other senses to figure out what was happening. Hobi’s hands coasted from my hair, down my neck, to my breasts. Taking my nipples between his fingers and rolling them roughly. I whimpered, hips jerking involuntarily as Hoseok’s breath brushed over my ear.

“Focus on me Y/N.” he whispered, licking a path from my neck to that spot just under my ear that turned me to jelly beneath him.

Namjoon didn’t touch me apart from keeping my feet planted on the desk. Hoseok’s ministrations the only form of contact my mind was following. My breath came out harshly and my body practically liquefying as Hoseok sucked on my neck almost as hard as Jimin had. In that second, Namjoon saw his opening. My body relaxed and at the same moment, Namjoon surged forward, the head of his cock slipping in with ease along with an extra inch of his shaft. The burn was almost instantaneous.

I gasped, my pussy clenching around the intrusion. As much as it was uncomfortable, I begged for more, my cunt sucking him in further and letting him sink in a couple more inches. The stretch was intense, a strangled cry leaving my lips as I bit my bottom one to keep it at bay. Hobi’s fingers teased it out from between my teeth gently, whispering into my ear.

“None of that princess. Wouldn’t want you biting your pretty lips raw.”

One of Namjoon’s hands released my ankle to lay a hand on my stomach. His breathing was heavy, my ears more in tune with it since I couldn’t see him.

“You’re doing so good baby girl. Taking me so well.” He encouraged me softly.

“So big.” I whined, my body wiggling trying to cope with Namjoon’s invasion. “Too much.”

“You can take me baby girl. Hobi will help.”

My legs trembled as Namjoon lifted my feet off the desk and pushed them towards my chest. Hoseok leaned over me to grasp them behind my knees, holding them up for him. The new angle opened me further, and I could tell by the fullness in my core and Namjoon’s loud groan that he had slid in the rest of the way.

“Ah, fuck.”

I squeezed my eyelids tight behind the blindfold. Liquid fire ran through my veins and despite the pressure I was feeling between my legs, there was an underlying sense of pride knowing I had taken him. Namjoon didn’t move, opting to stand still while I adjusted around him. Hobi laid kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I turned my head as his face got closer, kissing him aggressively since it was the only thing I could do right now.

Hoseok moaned, his hand finding its way around my throat again, but rather than squeezing, he just held it there. Once again, being my anchor in the whirlpool of emotions trying to pull me under. With one leg now free, I wrapped it around Namjoon’s waist. My movement made his presence all the more prominent as he shifted inside me. There was still a burn, but it was a lot more bearable. Namjoon’s hand grabbed the meaty part of my thigh, nails digging into my skin. The bite of pain a delicious reprieve from the ache between my legs.

“Jesus. She’s so fucking tight.” The words sounded like they were forced between his teeth.

I attempted to tilt my hips, the urge to have him move overflowing as pleasure overtook everything again. He hissed, other hand coming down on my abdomen again.

“Namjoon. Move.” I moaned, my lips brushing against Hobi’s as I spoke.

The first thrust damn near sent me into a state of ecstasy, the second one did. Being completely overstuffed with him increased my sensitivity ten-fold, every stroke and drag through my walls sending tingles through me to settle in the pit of my stomach. My toes going numb as my blood circulation made the executive decision to forgo my extremities and provide more supply to my throbbing clit. Namjoon attempted to keep things under control, but his pace quickly deteriorated, thrusts becoming harder and faster the longer he fucked me.

My voice was loud in the otherwise quiet office, sounds being forced out of me in a high-pitched whine every time Joonie would plunge back into me. Hobi’s hand removed the blindfold swiftly before clapping over my mouth again, muffling my noises. I blinked rapidly, the lights above my head seeming too bright after being in the dark for that short while. Namjoon’s hand knocked Hobi’s out of the way, making sure both of my legs were securely wrapped around his hips as he sped up, hands holding onto my waist tightly.

His head fell back, his eyes closing and eyebrows pinching together in concentration as his hair that had once been meticulously slicked back had fallen out of its hold and hung into his eyes. Sweat began to bead on his skin and soft groans left his mouth bewitchingly. Hoseok’s fingers found my nipples again, tweaking them in time with the snap of Namjoon's hips. My body jerked and my words muffled against his palm.

“What was that princess?”

“I’m gonna cum. I can’t- I need more. Please.” I cried.

“Cum on me baby girl. Milk me of everything I can give you.” Namjoon rumbled.

He let go of my hip, fingers finding my clit easily as he fucked me harder. Rubbing against my oversensitive nub deftly as Hobi pinched my nipples. My orgasm drug me under suddenly, my eyes rolling back and body spasming as I choked on my moans. Namjoon’s thrusts grew frantic, body bucking helplessly against mine as he chased his own high before I came out of my mine. His hips stuttered, once, twice before he exploded inside me. Thick ropes of cum coating my walls and dripping out of me as he kept cumming.

“Fuck!” he shouted, hands slamming down on the desk on either side of me as he continued thrusting, riding it out.

The overstimulation was bordering painful again as a weak mewl escaped me. He stopped moving, dropping his head onto my chest that was heaving just as heavily as his was. Post-orgasm haze was a force to reckoned with. Almost instantly, I wanted to fall asleep, my mind slipping into a state of bliss, never wanting to leave the two men who cradled me gently. Namjoon’s hand cupped my cheek, guiding my gaze to his as he looked at me worriedly.

“You alright baby girl?”

“I’m perfect.” I slurred sleepily, nuzzling his hand.

Hoseok chuckled. “You may have broke her Joonie.”

Namjoon grunted, lifting off me. The action had him slide out of me. Even flaccid, the man was hung and I winced with the motion.

“Ouch.” I murmured with the soreness as I tried to move.

“Let me.”

Namjoon’s arms came under me, lifting me off the desk and carrying me to the sofa. He laid us down, me on top of him, head snuggled into his chest as Hoseok pulled his sweatpants back on. He made quick work of cleaning all three of us up, casting a wry smile to his desk.

“It may be safe to say my desk isn’t any better than our dining table at home now.”

Namjoon chuckled, I would have laughed too except I was beyond tired. My eyes quickly shutting despite my best efforts to keep them open. I felt someone drape a blanket over the two of us, most likely Hobi as he caressed my head and placed a soft kiss again my hair.

“So much for talking.” I heard Hobi say a bit sarcastically.

“Let her sleep. We can talk about it when she wakes up.” Namjoon replied.

I wanted to know what they were talking about. My exhaustion wasn’t having it though. My consciousness checked out only seconds after Namjoon spoke with me comfortably situated in his arms.

Chapter 43》

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Puppy Love - Part 1

pairing: idol!Taehyung x female reader

warnings: none.

I had grown up in the same place my whole life, and over time it felt less like a small, humble country town, and more like being sealed inside a giant wall. As I grew older, I knew that if I didn’t leave that comfort and see the world, my life would stay exactly as it was.

It took me years, and even more courage, but the day finally came when I took that leap of faith (others might say ludicrous) and moved across the ocean to a new country where I knew nobody. Ensuring that I had a place to live, and a business to work in, I purchased a one-way ticket for myself South Korea, my best buddy(and dog), Kanna by my side. Thankfully, working for a large animal welfare company back home allowed me to apply for positions offered in other countries, South Korea included. 

I went to see if I could set up my own life there. Something for myself.

                                                          ***

A month had gone by before I started to feel that this could be home. I had made friends in my apartment building, and the feeling of longing for my old town had settled.

I tried to make the most of my days off by getting out of my apartment and appreciating my new city. I was sitting outside a cafe, sipping on a warm latte with my head in my phone, Kanna sitting nicely as always by my side.

Suddenly she started pinning and began furiously wagging her tail as a small black and brown dog appeared under our table. Neither dogs looked threatening towards each other, both seeming like they wanted to play.

“Hey there little guy, where did you come from” I asked, holding out my hand to the small dog.

I looked up as a young man appeared in front of me. I immediately noticed how well dressed he was in a grey turtle neck, hidden under a large brown coat. As if it were some form of disguise, he removed his sunglasses and black facemask, bowing his head and frantically speaking in Korean.

“Mianhajiman hangug-eoleul jal moshaeyo. Yeong-eo.” I smiled apologetically. (I’m sorry, but I don’t speak Korean well. English.)

The young man smiled in return “Oh! I also speak a little English” his accent immediately charming me. “I am so sorry about my dog! We were walking by and he must have been interested in your dog and he jumped out of my arms before I could even react! I hope we didn’t startle you..”

“Oh no no, it’s fine! Kanna is more than happy to make new friends, she is very good” I smiled, rubbing her back as she continued to sniff at the her new friend.

“Kanna, what a sweet name. What type of dog is she?”

“She’s a Japanese Akita”

“May I?” He asked, holding his hand towards her.

“Of course! She’s very friendly”

As the young man knelt down to say hello to my dog I came to notice just how handsome he really was. His dark, wavy hair, fell around his face and framed his soft, yet masculine features. The way his ears showed from under his hair, multiple earrings catching the sun’s rays (were they Chanel?) His lips curving into a boxy smile that spread across his face, and the way his eyes scrunched as Kanna licked his caramel skin.

I only realised I was staring when he looked up at me laughing, and I was met with his dark brown eyes. I couldn’t help but notice how kind they were.

I was snapped back into reality when his own dog yelped out playfully.

“Yeontan, don’t be rude!” They young man laughed, ruffling the fur of his small dog.

“Aw hello Yeontan” I cooed, allowing him to sniff my hand.

“He’s a bit of an attention seeker. Especially around pretty girls” he laughed, and I couldn’t help but notice he seemed more nervous.

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks and immediately tried to change the subject. “He’s a pomeranian?”

He nodded, before raising his eyebrows “how rude of me, I haven’t even asked your name!”

“I’m Y/N” I smiled.

The young man held out his large hand, his wrist decorated with simple bracelets and two small rings on his fingers.

“I’m Taehyung”

His hand was instantly warm to touch, and completely enveloped my own.

“Your accent? Is that Y/Country?” He asked.

“It is!” I beamed “I actually just moved here about a month ago. New scenery, you know?”

Taehyung opened his mouth to answer, but something across the street had caught his eye, and I turned to see a group of people muttering among themselves in his direction, causing him to shift his weight uncomfortably. 

He looked at the silver watch on his left wrist “Ah! I’m sorry, but I have to get going.”

A wave of sadness washed over me and I mentally slapped myself out of it - I hadn’t known this guy for more than five minutes.

“That’s okay” I nodded “Um.. it was nice to meet you and Yeontan” I gave his small dog a scratch under the chin as Taehyung scooped him up in his arm.

“Maybe we could meet up again..?” He quietly asked, quickly to add “I’m sure the dogs would love to have a proper play!”

“That sounds really nice.”

I exchanged numbers with Taehyung, something I probably would never had done back home, and we said our goodbyes.

As I watched his tall figure walk away, I looked down to my dog and smiled, giving her a pat on the head and feeling very glad she was with me today. 

And I could have sworn I heard him say “good job, Tannie.”

Puppy Love - Part 2

Read previous parts here

pairing: idol!Taehyung x female reader

warnings: none.

I tried not to think too much about the handsome man and his dog that stumbled their way into my morning, but that was easier said than done.

I didn’t want to text him right away, maybe I’ll just wait and let him text me first? However that didn’t stop me from glancing at my phone every chance I could through out the day, to see if he had messaged.

It was later on in the evening, the day I had met Taehyung, that my phone pinged. I reached forward from the couch grabbing it off my coffee table so fast that Kanna jolted up in alarm, only to lay her head back down in front of the heater when she realised it was nothing, as if rolling her eyes.

His name read across my screen, the subject of the message only reading Attached: 1 Image. I unlocked my phone and immediately laughed when I saw what he had sent.

Y/N: Awww 😍 what perfect company 😊

T: He’s not much for conversation though!

Y/N: Hahah more of a listener?

T: When he feels like it 😂 he knows all my darkest secrets though.. 😳

Before I had the chance to flirt back, I noticed Taehyung was typing again.

T: It was really nice meeting you today, I’m sorry I had to run off so suddenly 😔

Y/N: Don’t be! It was lovely to meet you too 😊 I hope you weren’t late for anything..

T: No, all good! But I did mean what I said about catching up again. I know this really nice park, that’s not too far from that cafe. Kanna and Tannie could have a proper play!

Y/N: That sounds great! I would love to 😊

T: How does tomorrow sound?

Y/N: I don’t work Sundays, so tomorrow sounds perfect!

T: Great! Shall we meet at the same spot? 11?

Y/N: 11 it is 👍🏻

T: I gotta run 😔 but I’m really looking forward to tomorrow, Y/N

T: 😘

Even as a grown adult, I could help smile to myself as butterflies formed in my stomach at the sight of the emoji he had sent.

Y/N: Me too, Taehyung x

                                                        ***

I woke up early the next morning to give myself plenty of time to stress about what I would wear. I spent at least an hour in front of my mirror trying to match tops with boots, and dresses with hats. I didn’t want to look over the top dressed, we were going to a park after all, but I still wanted to look eye catching.

And was this even a date?

Thankfully, the sun was out for today, so I decided to go for a floral dress and denim jacket, and a pair of sandals. After applying a light amount of make up, I clipped Kana’s lead on and began the walk to the cafe.

I couldn’t ignore the nerves in my stomach that seemed to became more aggressive the closer we got to the cafe. We turned the corner and there he was, sitting on an outdoor bench teasing Yeontan as he sat on his lap.

He looked up innocently with big doe eyes only for them to crinkle at the corners when he smiled, realising we were here.

“Y/N” he beamed, allowing his dog to hop off his lap and greet mine.

“Hi Taehyung” I smiled.

“You look lovely, by the way”

“Oh, thank you. It’s nice that the suns out today!”

He dressed a lot more relaxed than he did the previous day. He wore a loosely fit white shirt, tucked into a belted pair of beige pants.

Taehyung nodded “shall we start walking?” He asked

“I must say” I added as we made our way to the park “you certainly know how to dress well”

He looked down at his ensemble “Thank you! I guess I’ve always found fashion to be a great form of self expression” he seemed shy at his statement.

“That’s wonderful! I’m not very brave when it comes to fashion, you’ll have to help me out there” I laughed.

I felt his eyes land on me, making me meet them as he smiled.

After walking for around five minutes Taehyung enthusiastically announced we had arrived. He let Yeontan off his leash, promoting me to do the same. Leading me over to a wooden bench under a tree, we watched our dogs play and investigate the area.

“They get on so well” Taehyung laughed.

“They do! I guess it would be awkward if they didn’t” I laughed in reply.

“Well, I’d have to have a stern word to my dog. Cause I’d still want to see you.” 

I looked up to meet his eyes, his pink lips were curved into a soft smile. For the first time in my life, I actually felt comfortable with this lingering eye contact. He made me feel.. safe.

“So Y/N?” His voice would have startled me if it wasn’t so calming “what brings you all the way to Seoul?”

Taehyung was so easy to talk to, and was such a good listener. He looked deeply into my eyes, listening intently to everything I told him. The only time we broke conversation was to look out in front of us, making sure our dogs were okay.

I told him about my job working with animals, which made him very excited as he told me how much he loved animals himself. I learnt he was only a year younger than me, which was surprising as he presented himself with such confidence and maturity. I even found myself telling him (this still kind of a stranger) how I just needed to leave Y/Country and start a life for myself. 

“I think that’s wonderful. I’m sure it was a scary thing for you to do, but you needed to! And look where you are now” he grinned. 

I laughed at his enthusiasm, but noticed the wisdom behind his words.

“What about you? Are you working?” I asked “Or studying”

He didn’t answer right away, his brows slightly furrowed together as if deciding how to answer. He then quickly looked back up and smiled, and simply said “I sing.”

“Wow, really? That’s really cool!”

I couldn’t help but notice the faint shade of pink appearing on his sun-kissed cheeks.

“How long have you done that for?” I asked. For some reason, I felt he didn’t want to go into too much detail.

“I guess you could say it’s been my job for about 7 years. But I’ve always sung”

I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable so I simply smiled “well.. I hope I can hear you sing one day.”

There was that cheeky grin again!

My eyes averted to the ground behind Taehyung to see Kana and Yeontan curled up together, clearly exhausted form running around.

Taehyung chucked as he followed my eyesight “looks like they’ve worn themselves out!”

“We should probably get them home” I suggested, as much as I didn’t want to leave we had been out for a fair few hours now.

“Come on, I’ll walk you home” he offered as he stood up, holding his hand out towards me.

                                                       ***

I had never felt so disappointed to see my apartment building. I slowed my walking to stop in front of the buildings entrance, causing Taehyung to do the same.

“This is me” I smiled “thanks for walking us home, even though you didn’t have to.”

“It was our pleasure, wasn’t it Tan!” He bounced the little dog in his arm, before putting him down on the footpath.

I shuffled awkwardly between my feet.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“I really enjoyed taking our dogs out today - “

I nodded in agreement, smiling.

“- But if you’ll let me, I’d like to take you out for a really nice meal. Just the two of us this time!” he laughed, and I couldn’t help but notice the nerves his voice carried.

“I would really like that!”

His boxy smile appeared once again, highlighting how cute he was. “Okay! Um.. I’ll have to check my schedule for next week, so text me what day suits you and we’ll organise something.”

“I will” I nodded.

Taehyung then glanced behind him, before turning back towards me shyly. “You have a good night, okay.”

“Thanks, you too. And thank you for today, we had a wonderful time” I said glancing down at my dog patiently waiting next to me.

I then felt myself enveloped in Taehyung’s hug. His arms were wrapped tightly around me, my head only just reaching his shoulders. My arms came to rest around his waist, as I took in his delicate scent. His hug was sincere, and ended far too quickly for my liking.

                                                      ***

As I laid down in bed that night, I unlocked my phone and opened up the internet. Curiosity had got the best of me.

He said singing was his job for a while now. Surely he was a little well known then.

I typed in Kim Taehyung, shocked at the search that came up.

BTS? I've definitely heard that around the internet before?

The more I searched, the more I discovered how popular he was, going by the stage name, V. I could tell by the way he was dressed when we first met that he wasn’t short on money, but I could never imagine he would be a world famous performer..

And yet, he never mentioned it? 

I closed my phone, feeling guilty. Maybe I shouldn’t have searched? There was obviously a reason why he didn’t want to tell me straight away. He probably wanted to tell me in his own time.

And I would let him.

I placed my phone on charge and rolled over onto my pillow, letting my mind replay the lovely day I had. Not with V, a member of a famous South Korean boy band.

But with Taehyung. The sweet, handsome boy with the cheeky smile, who’s hand fit in mind perfectly. 

Puppy Love - Part 3

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pairing: idol!Taehyung x female reader 

warnings: none.

*Buzz*

I ran over to my apartment intercom, pressing the speaker.

“Y/N! Are you ready for dinner?” Taehyung announced through the machine.

“Hi Taehyung! I’ll let you up.” 

I felt nervous around Taehyung before because he was a cute guy showing me affection, but now that I knew what a big name he was, my nerves skyrocketed as he approached my apartment. I just hoped he told me soon, because I hated the thought of keeping it from him that I knew.

He had messaged me a few days earlier to say the restaurant we were going to was quite prestigious, and suggested I should wear my best dress (it was a polite way of warning me that I wouldn’t want to show up in the wrong dress code!) After many outfit crises, I went for a laced lilac bodycon dress, with a square shoe-string strap top. I also went to the extra effort to loosely curl my hair. I sat down to put on my sensible, but classy, heels and waited for Taehyung to arrive. 

Even the knock at my door matched his cool demeanour. As I opened it, I was amazed by how many times this guy could wow me with his fashion. He wore black pants and black slip-on dress shoes with gold trimming. Tucked into his belt was a subtle floral button up shirt, and I didn’t miss that the top button was undone.

“You look.. stunning” he exclaimed, as I noticed his eyes grazed up and down my figure, before quickly darting to my eyes as he smiled.

“Is it okay to wear?” I asked nervously trying to adjust the dress, unsure sure how to react.

“Definitely” he confidently smirked, heat rushing to my face. “Shall we head off then?”

I nodded happily, grabbing my coat from the couch and locking the door behind us.

                                                           ***

We made our way into the notably fancy restaurant, my arm linked around his. A smartly-dressed man bowed as we entered, as Taehyung announced reservations under his name. The man led us past an array of diners until I noticed we were near the back of the restaurant. He stopped us at a table located at a full length corner window showing a stunning view of Seoul’s lights at night, and trees strung with warm fairy lights. The table was lined with a few candles, highlighting a place card reading VIP Only. 

After thanking the employee, Taehyung walked over to one of the chairs, pulling it out and gesturing me to sit. Before I did, he placed his hands on my shoulders and gently removed my coat. I couldn’t help but notice his warm hands slightly brushing against my bare shoulders.

He smiled brightly as he sat down opposite me “are you comfortable?” 

“Yes, thank you! It’s a beautiful spot” I said, looking out over the city.

A waiter appeared at our table, handing us each a menu and pouring us each a glass of wine. Taehyung prompted me to have a read of the menu. I must not have hidden my worried face after looking at the prices of each dish, because he was quick to comment. “My shout, Y/N.”

“I don’t expect you..” I argued, but he cut me off by shaking his head.

“It’s fine, I want to” he smiled. “Although, I guess you are wondering how I can afford a place like this..” he began tracing around the bottom of his wine glass. 

“Well..”

Taehyung looked up at me. I smiled guiltily, causing him to chuckle. “I thought you might figure it out.”

“I was curious about your music..” I said, laughing in defence.

“It’s fine” Taehyung laughed “So? Do you like it?”

I nodded frantically “you’re incredibly talented! All of you.”

“Thank you” his boxy grin spreading across his face “you probably know the story of BTS now?”

“I’d much rather hear it from you than a bunch of internet articles” I smiled, taking a sip of wine.

                                                          ***

“Can I ask you a question?” I said quietly, after hearing how Taehyung became such a successful idol. He simply nodded. “Why me?” I asked.

Taehyung looked at me, ever so slightly tilting his head to the side, unsure of what I meant.

“I mean, why did you talk to me that day? And choose to take me out to a place like this?”

He shrugged his shoulders, but smiled sweetly “I don’t know?”

Not really the answer I was wanting to hear..

“Sorry! I don’t mean that in a bad way! It’s just.. there was something about you. The way you showed love to your dog, I could see how caring you are. And that’s something I’ll always look for in a friend.”

I felt my heart drop into my stomach as that last word left Taehyung’s lips. I wanted to sink down into my chair and disappear, cursing myself for thinking he was actually interested in anything more. My eyes met Taehyung’s and he smiled, clearly unaware I was expecting him to say anything else. 

“Plus it was refreshing meeting someone who didn’t know who I was” he said lightly, before looking down at his food “sometimes it’s hard to know who is your friend because of you or because of your fame.”

I could see the sadness behind his eyes.

“That is.. if you still want to be friends?” He continued. “I understand if this world is all a bit much.” 

I was quick to shake my head “of course I do Taehyung, you’re a good friend and I’m glad I met you” I smiled, trying to hide my disappointment. “Plus, I don’t think Tannie and Kanna would be very happy!” I laughed, Taehyung agreeing as he laughed too.

“So.. what about Taehyung away from BTS? How do you enjoy to spend your free time?” I asked, still wanting to know more about Taehyung the person, not the idol.

“I like photography. And art” he smiled fondly. “I also like to learn the occasional instrument.”

“Wow, you certainly keep yourself busy. What sort of photos do you take?”

“Anything really. I like to capture things I love. Whether that’s scenery or people. I just really like having a snapshot of something beautiful.” He spoke so passionately, I could listen to him speak all day.

A main course, dessert and a whole bottle of wine later we decided it was time to call it a night.

“Thank you for dinner, Taehyung. I had a wonderful time” I said as we got out of his car at the front of my apartment building.

“Thank you for spending time with me tonight” he smiled softly, pulling me in for hug. “Let’s catch up again soon.”

“I’d love that” I agreed, slightly disappointed to know that this hug was only one shared between friends. 

But a friend I was happy to have. 

Puppy Love - Part 4

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pairing: idol!Taehyung x reader

warnings: none.

authors note: I’m sorry if it’s seeming a bit slow at the moment, I don’t want to rush the story and want to make sure their relationship develops realistically. Thank you so much to those who have read it so far and for your lovely messages, it honestly makes my day! I hope you enjoy what’s to come x

Taehyung’s POV

“So you’re really just going to stay friends?” Jimin asked. 

Jimin, Yoongi and I were sat in our living area of our shared dorm, ignoring the television playing softly in the background as we talked over a drink. I had finally mustered up the courage to tell someone else about my past few days with Y/N, and how much I was falling for her.

I nodded “you know what comes with being an idol.”

“There’s a bit of a difference between dating around, and actually being in a proper relationship” Yoongi pointed out.

Jimin nodded at Yoongi’s comment “you’re always saying how you plan to settle down one day-”

“Jimin” I cut in “I only just met her!”

“I know” he smiled “but from what you’ve told us she sounds perfect for you.”

I sighed. 

“It can’t hurt to take things slow, and be friends first” Yoongi hummed “but if you really like this girl I think you should go for it.”

Yoongi wasn’t one to say much, but when he did it was insightful and came from the heart.

I nodded, taking a sip from the glass bottle “I guess I can see how things go.” I smiled to myself “she’s really cool.”

“So when can your best friend meet her?” Jimin asked excitedly.

“I wouldn’t call that taking things slow, Jimin-ah” I laughed.

Y/N’s POV

It had been about 2 weeks since Taehyung took me out for dinner, his busy schedule meant that we were limited to conversing via text (and the occasional phone call).  

I came to accept the flirting was just a part of his charming nature, and tried to suppress the ongoing feelings I had for him for the sake of our friendship, which had become much closer over the past few weeks. 

I had just got home from work that evening and placed my bag on the table when I was startled from my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing. My hopes that it was Taehyung was confirmed, when I saw his name lit up on the screen. 

“Hello” I cheerfully greeted, my tired mood instantly disappearing at the sound of his voice.

“Hello, how was work?” He asked.

“Not bad, but I’ve been at a computer screen basically all day and I’m so ready to pass out! How was rehearsal?”

“Good! I won’t keep you for long so you can get some rest”

“Oh? What’s up?” I asked.

“Well, the boys and I are having a small party this Saturday night, just to catch up with some friends and have a bit of a break from everything. And I’d love it if you could be there.. if your haven’t already got plans of course” Taehyung said hopefully.

I was not expecting to be invited to a social gathering so early into our friendship. Or even at all. “Really? I mean, are you sure it’s okay for me to be there? I don’t want to intr-”

“Of course! It’s just at the dorm. And the other boys really want to meet you!”

“Well I’d love to then!”

On the other end of the line, Taehyung made a sound that resembled some form of celebration, causing me to laugh!

“I’ll text you the address, yeah?” he said. “Oh and it’s nothing fancy so don’t feel like you have to get dressed up or anything.”

“Okay” I smiled through the phone.

“We’ll see you on Saturday! Bye Y/N”

“Bye Taehyung.”

                                                            ***

2 days later 

I pulled up at the address Taehyung had text me on Thursday night, and unlocked my phone to message him. He had told me to let him know when I was here, so he could let me up. Obviously their dorm security had to be tight.

I checked the time, 7:26. He said to come around 7, so I made sure not to arrive too early (as much as I was literally waiting around all day to see him). 

Within a few seconds my phone dinged with his message, and I tried to think too much into his fast reply.

T: 🤗😄 come to the front door and I’ll let you in!

After a quick reply, I locked my car and made my way to the front of the house. Before I had managed to reach the door I heard a beeping sound followed by a click - what I assume would be their security - and the door swung open, greeting me with a signature boxy smile. 

“Y/N!” Taehyung exclaimed, immediately pulling me in for a tight hug, causing me to naturally inhale his scent. “I’m so glad you could make it, come on up”

“I’m glad I could see you again” I smiled, which he immediately returned.

“Me too. There’s not a heap of people - maybe around fifteen or so - so we’ll definitely have time to catch up” he smiled with his lips tight, cheeks instantly puffing up. 

We walked up a flight of stairs and down a hallway, framed pictures of what I came to know were BTS’ albums.

“You’ve released so much music” I said, admiring the different albums.

Taehyung chuckled, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly “the Korean music industry doesn’t mess around.” 

I could hear muffled excitement coming from the other side of the door, only to escape when Taehyung pushed it open. I followed him inside to a room full of people mingling, most of them drink in hand. Their voices were only slightly louder than the booming music in the background.

“Jimin!” Taehyung called out, as he pulled me through a sea of people.

“Taehyung, where did you get to?” a young man laughed back. I was astounded at how attractive, or rather beautiful, this man was. 

“I was just making sure Y/N got inside okay” he smiled towards me, almost causing me to miss his friend subtly raising his eyebrows at Tae. 

“Jimin, this is my friend Y/N” Jimin politely held out his hand to shake. “Y/N, this Jimin.”

“Y/N, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Jimin smiled as softly as his handshake.

“You too!” 

I felt a hand gently rest against the small of my back, and turned to meet Taehyung’s wide eyes. “Can I get you something to drink?” He asked warmly.

“That would be nice, thanks” I smiled telling him what I would like. He nodded, insisting I stay as he went to get them. 

I suddenly felt shy without him next to me. 

“Taehyung has told us all so much about you” Jimin spoke.

“Oh god” I laughed “I hope nothing bad”

“Not at all, he speaks very highly of you.”

I could feel my cheeks darken, and was thankful when what seemed to be another one of Taehyung’s friends interrupted the conversation.

“Jungkook, this is Y/N” Jimin introduced.

“You’re Taehyung’s friend, yes?” I nodded. “I’m Jungkook” he said, flashing an adorable smile.  

“It’s nice to finally meet you all” I smiled back. “So, you all live together in the dorm?” I asked, trying to make a good impression.

“Only when we have a lot of rehearsing or work to do. During our off time we have our own apartments” Jungkook replied as a hand slapped onto his shoulder.

“Mm, it’s good when we can get a break from each other. Honestly, some of them can be so loud at times”

Jungkook and Jimin laughed, introducing another member, Yoongi. He had such a laid back, cool demenior, it was hard not to feel a little intimidated.

As if I had known, I turned to see Taehyung walking back over with two drinks in hand. I instantly smiled as I made eye contact with him. “I hope they’re not annoying you” he accused, placing the cold cup in my hand. I didn’t fail to notice the way his hand brushed softly against mine, as if on purpose.

Yoongi placed his hand on his heart, over-dramatically looking hurt by his friend’s comment, only to result in Taehyung rolling his eyes. 

“I’ll introduce you to Jin, Hoseok and Namjoon” he replied, dragging me away from his teasing friends. 

                                                        ***

It was later into the evening, and I was sat on the couch socialising with Taehyung and his friends. Only having the basics of Korean, it was difficult to keep up with their fast paced conversations, but Taehyung ensured that he still included me in their conversations.

Sitting next to him on the couch I was fully aware of his thigh pressing against my own. Each movement he made shifted my attention to him and how his check pants brushed against the skin just below the hem of my dress. 

“Taehyung?” I leaned in to him, speaking quietly.

“Hmm?”

“Um.. where’s the bathroom?” I asked.

“Oh!” He laughed, pointing to the hallway. “Just down the end of the hallway on the right.”

“Thanks, I’ll be back” I said, making sure my dress sat perfectly as I stood up.

As I walked back from the bathroom, I noticed Hoseok cleaning up some of the neglected empty red cups and food stained plates left on the bench.

“Need a hand?” I smiled, stacking those out of his reach.

“Y/N!” He smiled with a giggle. “Oh no, you’re a guest!”

“It’s okay, I like helping.”

He nodded with a smile, thanking me, before placing another stack of rubbish into a bin bag. 

We chatted lightly amongst the two of us, until one comment caught me off guard.

“So you and Taehyung, huh?” he said so casually, causing me to knock over the plastic cups I was cleaning up, earning a laugh from him.

I laughed nervously. “Oh we’re just friends” I smiled, feeling my cheeks begin to burn.

Hoseok cocked his eyebrows up, nodding “friends don’t look at each like that..”

I stared at him.

“I’ve noticed the both of you all night, neither of you are exactly subtle” he laughed. 

“I.. well..” I was lost for what to say to him, especially only knowing him for a few hours.

But Hoseok just smiled emphatically “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.”

“Oh, no. It’s fine! You.. you just caught me off guard a little” I laughed, probably a bit too forceful.

“You’re cool, Y/N. Just know that I’m rooting for you both” he winked. 

I believe some of the links in my masterlist are not working, so I’ll have to go through and fix them (😩) Apologies!

If you do come across a link that’s not working, feel free to let me know and I’ll fix it as soon as I can 😊

I’m envious of people who create fan art cause they can actually show it to their faves. It’s hard when writing is your form of creativity.

“Here bts, spend hours reading this full au story I’ve written about you”

Puppy Love - Part 5

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pairing: idol!Taehyung x reader

warnings: none

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Taehyung’s POV

Waking up, post party, in a dorm with six other boys wasn’t my favourite thing in the world. At least half of us would be hungover and spend the morning moping around. Then there was the dreaded task of cleaning the mess of the kitchen and living area. Half empty cups and packets of food would be left lying around, even if Hoseok did his best to tidy the night before.

Thankfully I woke up feeling okay this morning, praising myself for being too distracted to drink too much, even if that distraction was Y/N. At the thought of her I grabbed my phone of my bedside table to check the time (10:12 am), She hadn’t messaged since we text our tipsy good nights, so I sent her a quick text to tell her good morning, hitting send as my stomach rumbled. I reluctantly rolled out of my warm bed, throwing an oversized tshirt over my head and ruffling my hair out of my eyes.

As I stumbled into the kitchen, I was surprised to see the other members already up. They definitely drank more than me last night. 

“Look who’s up!” Hoseok chimed as he sat at the kitchen bench. “Yoongi even beat you!” he laughed. Yoongi just groaned, rolling his eyes as he cradled his cup of coffee.

“Ah, Taehyung” Jin questioned, hovering over a hot pan. “How was your night?” He raised his eyebrows, a smile spread across his face.

“Hmm?” I replied, although I was sure I knew what he was teasing about.

“Y/N?” Namjoon smiled.

“Oh” I said, joining them at the bench. 

Jin put a plate of cooked food in front of me. “Well..? Did anything happen?” He asked.

“Did you kiss her?!” Jungkook asked excitedly, and I chucked at how young he was sometimes.

“No.” I series of what’s and why not’s chimed around me “I told you guys, we’re just friends” I said nonchalantly. 

“That is so crap, Kim Taehyung” Hoseok announced, causing all the boys to look at him, including myself. “Neither of you could keep your eyes off each other all night.”

I blinked at my older friend.

“He’s right Taehyung. We can all see that you like her, and it’s pretty obvious she likes you too” Namjoon said.

I moved the food around my plate feeling embarrassed. “I don’t want her to have to go through all the craziness of my life..”

“Don’t you think she should make that decision?” Yoongi spoke. “People are going to talk about her if she’s your friend anyway.”

“And you can just be private about it” Jimin added.

“Why are you all so invested in my love life” I questioned, slightly amused. 

“Because you’re our friend” Jimin smiled.

“And sometimes you need a little push” Jin said.

“Just talk to her Taehyung. Like Yoongi said, she might be okay with it” Hoseok added.

“Okay, okay!” I whined, feeling embarrassed at the unwanted attention, and focusing on my breakfast. However, I didn’t miss my friends smiling at each other, causing just a small smile to appear on my face at the thought of what could come from this.

                                                           ***

Y/N’s POV

It had been a couple of days since the party, and Hoseok’s words kept playing in my head.

Friends don’t look at each other like that.

Yet Taehyung had been pretty clear about being friends, and now that I knew who he was, I was sure he would never go for someone like me. I looked down at my dog, scratching behind her ears. 

“You’re lucky, you know that? You don’t have to worry about feelings, or reading things wrong” I sighed.

As if he knew I was talking about him, my phone buzzed and Taehyung’s name lit up my screen.

T: Hey Y/N. Are you busy? Do you mind if I come by?

I had come to discover Taehyung could be blunt at times, but something felt off about his message.

Y/N: Not at all! 😊

T: Have you had dinner?

Y/N: I was just about to start it.. did you want me to make you some?

T: Good. I’m bringing takeaway. I’ll see you soon x

I buzzed him in not even half an hour later, holding two bags of warm rice and noodles.

“Hey” he smiled. He looked tired.

“Hey, come in” I said taking the food from his hands as he released me from his embrace.

Kanna came bounding to the door when she realised it was him.

“Hey baby!” He said, kneeling down to give her attention. She followed him into the lounge room, and laid down next to him as we both sat around the coffee table to eat.

“Is everything okay, Tae?” I asked, once we had both finished eating, the tv playing softly in the background. I was apprehensive about what his answer would be.

He sighed, making a bad feeling rise in my stomach. He must have noticed, because he quickly shook his head “you haven’t done anything wrong, jagi!”

My cheeks blushed at what he called me, but I smiled with relief “is there anything I can do..?”

Taehyung looked down at his hands, his nails suddenly seemed interesting as he picked at them.

“I’m a little shy” he muttered. His statement making me want to snuggle him in my arms and protect him from the world. He looked up, his dark yet kind eyes staring into my own. “but I need to tell you that I like you Y/N. A lot. I have since we first met.”

I could have sworn my heart stopped when he said those words. Sure, we flirted, and I liked him too, but it’s something different entirely, hearing the words you only hoped for. I was building up the courage to match his bold confession, when he spoke again.

“It’s driving me crazy being friends with you.. I.. I want you to be my girlfriend” he struggled with what to say “but I need you to know what you’re singing up for.” A sadness appeared across his eyes.

I simply smiled, encouraging him to continue.

“Being an idol.. our schedules are crazy and we’re constantly travelling, living out of hotels for months at a time. I hardly see my family and friends. And we have to match a certain image. Technically we’re not even allowed to date..” he frantically spoke, perfect eyebrows harsh in frustration.

I felt sorry for him. I could only imagine how it felt to be restricted from so many simple things in life. He told me how much he loved his job and how happy performing made him, but it would certainly take it’s toll from time to time.

“Please don’t feel pressured. I will completely understand if you don’t want to be involved in that kind of life..”

I could feel my heart pounding against my chest as I opened my mouth to speak. “Taehyung..” he looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes “I like you too, and I did before I knew who you were.”

Taehyung stared blankly at me before a shy smile took over. “Really?” He asked.

“Yes, really” I giggled.

He shuffled closer to where I was sitting on the floor, and gently lifted my hand into his own. “Ah! You have no idea how happy I feel hearing that” he smiled, giggling.

I was extremely aware of how close he was to me now. His dark, innocent, eyes darted between my own, as I noticed how unique his eye lids were and the way he slowly blinked. I admired the little freckle on his nose, and the ones under his eye and lip, looking as if they were perfectly placed on his honey skin. I had never denied how attractive this man was, but this was the first time I had fully grasped just how beautiful he was.

“What?” He asked, snapping me from daydreaming about his face.

“Nothing” I blushed.

Taehyung just smiled, bringing his other hand to the side of my face and brushing loose strands of hair to the side with this thumb. “You’re so beautiful, jagiya” He said.

Taehyung started moving closer to me, his eyes firmly set on my lips before fluttering shut. Following his lead, I softly closed mine, as I felt his gentle lips pressed against my own. And the kiss was just that, so gentle. There was no hunger or dominance, but innocence. I could faintly taste the sweet strawberry drink he had with dinner as it lingered on his lips. He lightly squeezed my hand in his own, and I let out a giggle against his lips, causing Taehyung to do the same. I shyly looked up into his eyes, both our cheeks flushed pink.

“I’ve wanted to do that since we were at the park” he smiled.

“I’m glad you finally did” I replied, giddy.

“So.. is that a yes?” Taehyung asked, cocking his eyebrows.

“Of course” I smiled, rolling me eyes as if it wasn’t already obvious.

He beamed his boxy smile as his thumb rubbed my hand in his own “and don’t feel pressured about the media or fans, we can keep this private for as long as you wish. Okay?” He smiled reassuringly. I nodded.

Taehyung and I sat on the couch talking, well into the late hours of the night. I wasn’t sure how long for. The last thing I remember was the sound of his heartbeat as we both drifted off to sleep on the couch. Happy, that we were no longer friends.

Taehyung’s POV

It was only when I woke up to a crook in my neck that I realised Y/N and I had fallen asleep on her couch. I rubbed the weariness from my eyes and looked down to see her peacefully pressed against my chest. It wasn’t long before she herself stirred, eyes still half-closed as she looked up at me.

“Good morning” I smiled.

“Taehyung? Did we really fall asleep on the couch” she laughed, pulling the throw covering the both of us up to her chin for warmth.

“I don’t even remember when we stopped talking” I chuckled.

Suddenly my phone rang as it sat on the coffee table, startling the both of us. “Hello?”

“Taehyung!” Namjoon spoke on the other end of the line “where are you?”

I froze, remembering the meeting we had all planned for this morning to discuss ideas for the next album. I cursed in Korean “Namjoon-hyung, I’m sorry! I totally forgot I’ll be there soon! Okay.. bye.”

“What’s wrong” Y/N asked once I’d hung up, sitting up.

“Ah, I’m supposed to be at a meeting with the boys right now. I’m sorry to just run off like this.”

“Shit.. I’m sorry!” She said, almost jumping from the couch. I immediately noticed the absence of her warmth, annoyed that I couldn’t pull her back in.

As I stood up from the couch and began gathering my things, Y/N returned from the kitchen handing me a banana and muesli bar. “You don’t have time for me to properly make you something, but you need to eat breakfast.” She said sweetly.

Without hesitation, I pressed a kiss firmly against her lips. “I’m glad I can do that whenever now” I smiled shyly.

“No complaints from me” she smiled. “Now go! Before you make yourself even later!”

***

I walked into the lounge of the dorm, thankfully the meeting was just a causal one between the members.

“Ah! Nice of you to show up” Jin laughed.

“I’m sorry” I announced.

“Where were you so early in the morning? Or did you even come home last night” Hoseok asked.

“Well.. no. I.. um.. went over to Y/N’s last night.” Eyebrows were raised in response. “And we ended up falling asleep on the couch.”

Their response was expected, loud and obnoxious, teasing their younger brother about what they thought had happened.

“Does that mean you two are a thing now?” Jungkook asked, grinning. I nodded shyly, unable to hide my smile.

“Aaaaand..” Jin beamed.

“We just stayed up late talking and ended up falling asleep?” I said blankly.

“So you didn’t-“

“No, hyung we didn’t” I replied. “Not that I would tell you if we did” I smirked.

“Hey! I thought we were like brothers” Jin laughed, only to be shoved away by Namjoon.

“We’re all really happy for you, Taehyung” Jimin beamed.

My heart fluttered, thinking of the previous night. “I’m really happy. She understands me” I ruffled the back of my unbrushed hair awkwardly. “I’ve never had such a connection with someone, aside from you guys.”

“As beautiful as all this is, we’ve got a heap of work to do, so can we..” Yoongi whined, gesturing to the table full of notes, earning agreement from the rest of the members.

But as I sat down next to him, Yoongi nudged me in the side, a half smile spread across his face as he nodded at me happily.

Are us creative people ever happy with our pieces of work, or is it a constant cycle of procrastination, hating what we’ve written, and then finally publishing 🙃

I just re-read my Puppy Love  fic (I haven’t written any of it in about a year) and I actually miss the story. Taking a break and looking back made me realise how proud I am of that work. Maybe I need to come back to it soon? 

re-reading has also led me to Taehyung feels hour.

Hello! I’ve finally logged back on to my writing blog! I’m sorry to have abandoned Puppy Love like that - I’ve still been thinking of concepts for it, and have a few chapters drafted up, but I just needed a break from fic reading and writing for a bit for my own mental health (but I’ve definitely missed it).

I probably won’t have a chance to post much until August, as I’m finishing my final uni assignment this month (yay!) so after that I will have more spare time to write!

Once again, thank you to everyone who has read my work so far 🥰 I hope you have all been well, and that I can give you a lot more content soon 💜

Puppy Love - Part 6

Read previous parts here

pairing: idol!Taehyung x reader

warnings: none

tag list: none, except maybe thoughts of body parts? haha

authors note: message me if you wish to be tagged in future updates of this story :)

It was late morning when Taehyung unexpectedly turned up at my door. He was casually dressed in black skinny jeans and a dark green knitted sweater. 

“Tae? What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Now, is that anyway to greet your boyfriend” he pouted at me. It had only been a few days since we had last seen each other and started dating, his comment causing a wave of happiness to course through me.

I walked into his open embrace, leaning back as he pressed a quick kiss to my lips. He loved to relay affection in anyway that he could. 

“Better’ he smiled. “And to answer your question, I’m here because I owe you a real date.”

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion at him, recalling our time in the park and the fancy (and majorly expensive) restaurant. 

“Technically those other times were outings as friends, I wouldn’t classify them as an actual date” Taehyung continued. 

“Oh?” I asked, smiling “and what constitutes a date with Kim Taehyung?”

“You’ll just have to wait until we get there” he smirked. His spontaneity just one of the reasons I fell for him. Taehyung sat down on the couch as Kanna hopped up next to him for a pet “hurry and get changed!”

*

As Taehyung drove, the large buildings of Seoul and multiple lanes of traffic eventually changed to open fields and country roads, and as much as I pleaded he would not give me any hints of where we were going. 

Taehyung’s deep voice was quietly humming along to his current playlist, when a worry crossed my mind. “Is it even okay for us to be out in public like this?” I asked, suddenly more aware of his hand softly holding my own. It’s not like we hadn’t been out together in public before, but half of those times I wasn’t aware of how famous he really was, nor were we actually dating.

“It’s fine” he smiled. “the- ah- this place is owned by a family friend. And they’re usually closed today, so we have the place to ourselves.”

After some time, Taehyung slowed his driving, pulling into the driveway of what appeared to be some kind of farm, or ranch?

“What are we doing here?” I queried, a smile on my face at the thought of possibly spending the day with farm animals.

“Have you gone horse riding before?” Taehyung asked.

“Only a few times..” I admitted excitedly.

“I happen to really enjoy it. And because you like animals just as much as me, well more actually! I thought you might too” he laughed. 

Getting out of the car I was immediately hit with the clear, country air, something I missed since moving to the city. I breathed in, taking in the fresh smell, mixed with hay, mowed grass and animal. The subtle quietness of the place comforted me, reminding me of home, where the only disturbance was chickens clucking in a barn in the distance, or the occasional horse or cow.

Taehyung smiled as he walked up next to me, nodding his head to follow him. 

“I feel so at home” I said, practically bouncing at his side with excitedness.

“Mmm. I know what you mean. It’s so peaceful out here, it reminds me of being a young boy again.”

“Ah! Taehyung!” An older man, between maybe 40 or 50 made his way out of the front of an old looking house.

“Ah, Hyun-tae” Taehyung replied, respectfully bowing his head to whom I presumed was the family friend he was talking about. The older man stated conversing in Korean, to which I picked up how it was “good to see you again”.

Taehyung nodded before introducing me, placing his hand on my lower back. I bowed my head to his family friend, politely greeting him as he did the same, a smile never leaving his face. He then turned to Taehyung, as he patted him on the back, "Geunyeoneun aju yeppeuda! Jal haess-eoyo!"

I looked to Taehyung, waiting for him to translate, but he just shook his head looking embarrassed. "Ah! Never mind.. Hyun-tae will show us where the riding equipment is."

* 

Both slipping on riding boots and a helmet, I followed Taehyung into the barn, immediately greeted with the sound of neighing and hooves against the hard ground. 

“Hello” I chimed to the first horse on my left. The animal stuck its chestnut head over the wooden gate, sniffing my shoulder. I reached up and stroked the side of it’s head. “Aren’t you just gorgeous” I smiled. 

Taehyung ran his hand over the white stripe down the horses nose, a kind smile evident both on his soft lips and big eyes. 

“Is there a certain horse we’re taking out today?” I asked, looking over the five or so horses in their stalls.

“Hyun-tae said the ones in these stables are all good to go for a ride. And you’ve seemed to take a liking to this guy, so should we take him out?” Taehyung laughed.

The chestnut horse whinnied, stamping his feet, seemingly excited a going for a ride.

“I think that’s a yes” I laughed, scratching behind the horses ears.

*

After tacking up the horse, I followed Taehyung as he led him outside. We learnt that our new friend’s name was Jeong, which Taehyung explained to me translated from Korean to quiet or gentle. 

“That’s beautiful” I said.

Taehyung nodded “With his temperament, I think it fits him perfectly”

And you as well, I thought to myself, watching how Taehyung gently interacted with the horse. 

“There’s a really nice trail that goes down to overlook the lake, I thought that might be nice” Taehyung said, adjusting the saddle.

“I like the sound of that” I smiled.

Taehyung put his foot in the stirrups, swinging his leg onto the horses back. “Okay Y/N, let me show you how it’s done” cocking his eyebrows and showing me that cheeky grin. He reached his hand out helping me up to sit behind him. I was instantly aware and suddenly nervous about how close our bodies were touching. My thighs easily rested against his, and there was little gap between my hips and his. Taehyung’s arms reached behind him, grapping my own and wrapping them around his waist. 

“We don’t want you falling off” he said blankly before turning to look at me over his shoulder “you ready to go.”

“Let’s go” I smiled in return. 

Taehyung pulled on the reins, nudging his heel gently into the Jeong’s side causing the horse to start moving. My arms instinctively tightened around Taehyung’s waist, unaware until now of how much the horse's movements would naturally make both our bodies move together. 

One thing I had learnt about Taehyung since meeting him was how comfortable silence made him, never feeling the need to fill it if he had nothing to say. The two of us  were enveloped in the sounds of Jeong’s hooves, birds and insects inhabiting the trees, and a running creek in the distance. I guessed it was a good half an hour before Taehyung pointed out a clearing, revealing the afternoon sun reflecting over the beautiful body of water.

He pulled Jeong to a halt, hopping off the horse. Taehyung grabbed ahold of my waist, supporting me as I swung my leg over and jumped on to the ground. Free from the weight of us both, Jeong immediately walked over to a grassy patch and began to graze.

“Shall we sit here for a little?” Taehyung asked, reaching his hand towards my own and intertwining our fingers together. 

“That looks like a nice spot over there” I pointed towards a patch of grass under the shade of a large ash tree. As we sat down, Taehyung unzipped his bag, and took a drink from his water bottle before handing it to me. I drank the refreshing water and watched as he pulled out a container of freshly cut watermelon, and chocolate coated strawberries.

“Wow, you’re so organised” I laughed, taking a strawberry. “You took me by surprise this morning that I didn’t even think of bringing food.”

“Are you glad you came?” Taehyung asked.

“Very much. Definitely my favourite day spent with you to date” I smiled.

“Me too. So far” he smiled back.

Minutes of comfortable silence passed before I spoke. “Hey, Tae?”

“Mmmm”

"Can I ask you something?" He looked towards me with his large brown eyes, urging me to continue. “What’s your dream?” 

“For the band?” he asked.

I shook my head. “For yourself. Away from BTS.”

Taehyung looked out towards the water. I noticed how his brows would slightly fuse together whenever he was thinking deeply. “I guess I’ve always wanted to be like my dad. To be a good father and husband like him. When the day comes when all this comes to an end, I just look forward to settling down and having my own family” He said shyly, but proud. “I’d love to buy a property out in the country, just like out here, and have a small farm. That would be nice..”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ve always dreamt of something like that. Why? Is it silly?”

“Oh no!” I smiled “It’s just.. I wasn’t expecting you to say that.”

“What’s yours then?” Taehyung asked, amused.

“Um.. mine is actually the same.”

“Really?” he queried.

I nodded “I’ve always wanted to have a small farm, with lots of animals. And to settle down and raise a family.”

Taehyung chuckled “who would have thought we would have the same dream. It’s like we were meant to meet” he said nonchalantly. 

I really was starting to fall for the dark-haired man sat beside me. Dare I even think it, I think I was falling in love.

Time was passing by quickly, but the two of us sat unnoticed watching the setting sun reflecting off the water, talking and laughing together.

"Did I tell you that I have a few days off work in a few weeks?"

"That's great" I smiled. "Are you going to go home and see your family?"

 “Come stay at my apartment for a couple of nights” Taehyung suddenly said.

"What?" I laughed, before realising he was being serious. "Really?"

"I'm serious. I thought maybe we could have a relaxing few days.. watch anime and play video games together?" Something we had already bonded over a shared love for.

I immediately wanted to reply yes, before I realised. “I can’t leave Kanna for that long..”

“Bring her” Taehyung said. “Tan would love to have a playmate for a couple of days."

"I'm sure she would love that too."

"So that's a yes?" he beamed.

"How could I say no to anime and video games?" I laughed.

"And morning sleep in cuddles" he said, causing me to blush.

I stood up, brushing the loose grass from my jeans and reaching my hand out to Taehyung. "Come one, we should head back before it get's too dark." I said, pulling him up off the ground.

Refusing to let go of my hand, Taehyung whistled to get Jeong's attention. "Do you want to have a go at steering him this time?"

"Okay!" I put my foot into the stirrup as Taehyung lifted me up onto the horse, before climbing up himself. He placed his arms around me and grabbed a hold of my hands talking me through how to steer Jeong. A small heel tap on the horse's side and we started making our way back to the farm.

If I thought sitting behind Taehyung had me sweating, I didn't think about him sitting behind me. His large arms were still around my body, resting his hands just above mine on the reins. The movement of Jeong walking along the track caused our hips to rock forward in the saddle. With each step the horse took, I was very aware of Taehyung's manhood pressing against me. If he noticed as well, he didn't show it. I tried to focus my nervous mind on anything but the feeling of my new boyfriend's anatomy.

Just over half an hour later and we arrived back at the farm, leading Jeong back to his stables. Taehyung was about to dismount when I turned to him, pressing my lips softly against his. He complied, smiling into the kiss, and I could still taste the remnants of fruit and chocolate on his mouth.

"What was that for?" he asked smiling, his cheeks darkened.

"For such a beautiful date" I replied, a little shy from my sudden forwardness of affection.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it" he said, stealing one more kiss.

The sky began to welcome the night as we drove back to Seoul, myself looking through the photos we had taken to remember such a beautiful day. I smiled to myself as I set a photo of the two of us as my phone lockscreen. With still a long drive a head, I felt my eyes getting heavy, tired from a long day outdoors. I soon drifted off without realising, listening to Taehyung's low tones singing along to the soft music playing.

Part 7 of Puppy Love is coming along very slowly. I had finally finished what I thought was the main part of it and was ready to post, but it doesn't feel like there is enough to it for a whole post.

I'll have the next part 7 up very soon, once my brain actually gets some content written down for the next part of their story!