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Prompt List

Dislaimer: Pretty much none of these are mine. I took them, or inspiration for them, from Tumblr and the rest of the net.

Rules

1. I only write these one-shot imagines/drabbles for BTS. Occasionally, I’ll throw in another kpop idol as a minor/side character, but I’ll be honest I’m not very knowledgeable about any other group besides BTS.

2. Give me only 2-3 prompts, no limit on number of members though. I’ll write OT7 imagines all day, every day if that’s what you want.

3. No word count limit. I’ll make it as long or short as the prompt demands ;)

4. If you’d like more or less smut/angst/fluff than the prompt implies, add that in your request and I’ll make it happen.

5. My set of Masterlist rules applies. No abuse, no weapons, nothing with minors. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the kinks)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

Fluffy/Romantic Prompts

Tell me again/Say that again.

I could get used to waking up next to you.

Can I kiss you?

It’s lonely here without you.

You’re comfy. You’re my pillow now.

You make me happy.

You’ve shown me what love truly looks like.

Don’t be ridiculous, I want to stay up with you.

It was you the whole time.

Look at us, we’re basically a couple already.

I didn’t think you could get any more romantic.

I really want to kiss you.

You talking in your sleep is fucking cute.

Can we just lie here for a moment longer?

It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.

How about a kiss?

Your hugs are the best thing ever.

I can’t imagine a world without you.

You’re so cute when you’re still half-asleep.

You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.

Do you know how beautiful/handsome you are? It’s making me crazy.

Do you need a place to stay tonight?

You are my one and only true love.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

We’ll do it together.

You seem shy, but you’re so damn cute.

If you don’t tell me to stop, I’ll end up kissing you.

Do you trust me?

Here, let’s share the blanket.

You’re the only person I want to be with right now.

You’ve always felt like home.

Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

I’ve been falling for you since the day we met.

You own my heart.

Can I keep this? It smells like you.

Please don’t cry. I can’t stand you crying.

I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.

Is that my shirt?

I’m right where I belong.

You smell so damn good.

You’re cute when you’re grumpy.

C’mere you, I’ll rub your back.

I’m not going anywhere.

You’re the most beautiful/handsome thing I’ve ever seen.

You make every day a dream.

I’m only me when I’m with you.

You seem quite nice for such a good-looking a girl/boy/person.

This party was boring ‘til you got here.

I wonder why everyone keeps trying to set us up?

I can’t take my eyes off of you.

I wouldn’t want to be trapped with anyone else.

Come back, it’s too early to get out of bed.

I’m not going to stop annoying you until you give me attention.

Hush, baby, you’re safe. I won’t ever let you go.

Just pretend to be my date/boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other.

It’s not a double date, we’re just third- and fourth-wheeling.

What made you say yes to this blind date?

I like the way your hand fits in mine.

I love that your voice is the first thing I hear each day.

You can call me whenever... even if you don’t have a reason to.

You look so cute, I could kiss you right now.

You’re my inspiration.

Your hair is so fucking soft.

Don’t get up baby, I’ll do it.

Star-gazing was such a good idea.

I think I love you.

You look amazing in the moonlight.

Shut up and kiss me.

It’s always been you.

Marry me.

Angsty/Sad Prompts

You mean way more than just a one-night stand.

Are you even listening to me?!

I thought I could trust you.

Not everyone is going to hurt you.

I want to believe you, I do.

Fuck you.

You broke my heart, and all you can say is ‘I’m sorry?’

I can’t stand the very thought of you.

I don’t trust myself around you.

That’s not what I mean and you know it.

You’re going to just leave me here?

I think you’re just afraid to be happy.

How much of that did you hear?

I like me better when I’m with you.

We need to talk.

Can’t you stay just a little longer?

You were always too good for me.

I don’t want to be alone right now.

Don’t you dare leave me.

Don’t. I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses any more.

I can’t keep fucking these random girls/boys/people and pretending they’re you.

I don’t know if I want to love or hate you.

I tried my best to not care about you, but I failed.

You expecting someone?

It’s not that easy.

He/she/person is hot, but evil.

I’m too sober for this shit.

I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me.

We’re more than friends, and you know it!

I can’t sleep.

Do you really think that little of me?

Fuck, I’m lonely.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

You love yourself more than you could ever love me.

Compliments don’t mean shit.

Tell me I’m wrong.

Why am I not surprised?

I can’t stand the thought of you.

You’re not going anywhere.

I might never get a chance to say this again.

You drive me fucking crazy.

There’s no us. There never was.

I’m sorry things had to go down this way.

You’re in love with someone else?

I can’t stay away from you.

Am I too late?

You couldn’t handle me even if I came with step-by-step instructions.

You make me want things I can’t have.

I know I’ve screwed up, but I can make it right.

You’re a terrible liar, you know.

I’m not gonna lie, this isn’t how I wanted things to go down.

I still believe there’s a good person in you.

You’re making me think they were right about you.

I’m taking a chance on you here.

I made a mistake.

I never hated you... you just made me feel things I didn’t understand ‘til now.

No, I’m not letting you go.

Please look at me.

Is he/she/person really just a friend?

Space is the last thing I want with you.

I know you still love me.

I can’t think straight when it comes to you.

Why are you so damn stubborn?!

Don’t do this.

You never had a problem with it before.

I know I shouldn’t be here.

You deserve better.

Can we just kiss one last time? For memory’s sake?

I swear I’ll do things different/better this time.

He/She/Person is beautiful/handsome. I hope he/she/person makes you happy.

Smutty Prompts (18+ only)

You seem like a bad boy/girl/person.

Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?

Watch me.

Come sit on my lap ‘til I’m done working.

If you insist.

Steal the covers one more time, and I’ll use your body to warm me up.

You’d better watch your fucking mouth.

Behave... or else.

I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.

Like what you see?

Look at you, you’re already shaking.

I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.

Yes, I’m a bad boy, so I like bad girls.

What are you doing in my bed?

You better shut that pretty mouth before I put it to work.

Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.

I’ve never needed to be fucked this badly.

If you don’t stop, you won’t be able to walk for a week.

Don’t tease so much.

Is that a promise?

Could he/she/they make you feel as good as I do?

I don’t give a fuck. You look hot enough to fuck right here, right now.

Don’t force my hand, or I will punish you.

First one to make a noise loses.

If you’re going to act like a brat, then I’ll treat you like a brat.

I’m sorry, does that feel too good?

I wonder what they’d say if they knew what you were doing right now.

Who said it had to be on the bed?

If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.

Try to be quiet, okay?

You want to do this now? In public?

Make me.

You’ve got to be quiet or else every will know what a naughty girl/boy/person you are.

I can’t wait to be inside you later.

See that mirror? I’m going to make you watch me fuck you.

I haven’t even touched you, and you’re already this wet.

Quit teasing, or else.

If you don’t like what I’m doing, why are you moaning so loud?

Oh, you’re in trouble now.

If you keep moaning like that, I won’t be able to stop myself.

You’re mine now.

If we get caught, I’m blaming you.

If you leave the house wearing that, I’ll bend you over the bed the second you get home.

I’ll race you.

Quit distracting me.

Awww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.

If you keep acting like a brat, you’ll give me no choice.

Come here, now.

Make a sound and it’s game over.

Okay, but we’ll have to be quiet.

On your knees.

Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?

Say it. Use your words.

Don’t fucking touch what isn’t yours.

There are people around, though.

I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.

Do it. I dare you.

I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder.

Oh baby, you know you shouldn’t tease.

You’ll never, ever take me to bed.

I won’t touch you ‘til you beg me to.

I’ll bet you money that he/she/person is a beauty on the streets, but a beast between the sheets. (Or some variation of this lol)

You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat here until you walked in.

I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.

Let me show you what happens when you don’t follow the rules.

Spread your legs baby, I want to see how pretty you are.

Against the wall.

Fuck, just like that.

Suck.

Can you feel how turned on I am?

He calls you clingy with hoseok? I'm love him🌻🌻, angst with fluff please :))

Alright, kutie anon, you asked for it. Please don’t hate me, it’s a lot of heated angst 💜 Btw, I love Hoseok too! He so kute 💜

Age Recommendation: 18+

Warnings: Sweeeeaaaaars (like ALWAYS come on now, y’all know the drill), mentions of alcohol consumption, Jin being an ass, Hoseok being an ABSOLUTE BUTT HOLE. I love him no matter what, but PLEASE don’t project and create toxic situations the way he is doing, ‘kay? Yelling, screaming, and crying 😭 When you ask for angst, I give you ANGST. You’re welcome 😈

Word Count: 2,663

Summary: You feel like you haven’t seen your boyfriend for a while, so you decide to go over to his place and surprise him despite him insisting on a guys’ night. Thanks to Jin mixed with alcohol, things do NOT work out well.

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Tears and Tulips (Hoseok One-Shot, Angst, Fluff)

You hesitate before knocking on the door. There’s music coming from inside, along with several muffled explosions and male voices yelling. He’ll appreciate you coming over, right? After all, you did bring food.

With that thought giving you courage, you rap your knuckles on the door. It takes a couple minutes before it opens to Jimin. His eyes go wide with surprise. “Y/n h-hi,” he stutters. “I didn’t realize you were invited over.”

You give him a weak smile. “Technically, I’m not, but… I brought food?”

You held up the bag full of take-out containers, but Jimin still hesitated before stepping aside. “I’ll let Hobi hyung know you’re here,” he muttered.

Nodding, you walked inside the apartment, inhaling the distinct scent of pizza and sweaty boys. “You cheated!” Jungkook shouted, reaching over and playfully punching Taehyung.

“You’re just mad ‘cause you suck,” the elder teased. His eyes flickered over to you. “Oh. Hey Y/n.”

“Hey.”

“Didn’t know you were coming over.”

“So I’ve been told,” you said under your breath, turning to head inside the kitchen.

Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi were all in there, talking loudly with slurred words. Each one held a cup in their hand filled with liquid you were sure wasn’t juice. Jin’s windshield-wiper laugh rang out. “And then…” he gasped, slapping Namjoon on the chest. “And then she fucking went, ‘Oh, okay, didn’t realize you had such a huge-’”

Joon nudged Jin, cutting him off, the second he caught sight of you. “Y/n!” Namjoon said, his voice too loud, his smile too wide. “What a surprise!”

Your pathetically fake smile came back. “Hey, guys. Sorry to drop by unannounced… But I brought food.”

“Wow!” Jin exclaimed as you dropped the bag on the table. “Damn, Y/n, you’re such a good girlfriend. No girl I know would bring me a meal, let alone one for my roommates too.”

He threw you a cheeky wink. “If you and Hobi don’t work out, you should go out with me, ‘kay?”

You bit your lip and shoved your hands in your hoodie pocket, looking down at the ground as you felt heat rise to your cheeks. You hated when he did this, but you didn’t want to start drama with your boyfriend’s friends. You looked up as Jin stepped close, stumbling as he did so, and pressed his hands into your shoulders. “Seriously, I could kiss you for bringing us food,” he mumbled, his words still heavy and slurred. Your mouth fell open as he actually puckered his lips and leaned in towards you.

“The FUCK!” a voice cried out as a pair of hands reached out and roughly shoved Jin backwards. Hoseok grabbed the front of Jin’s jacket and pressed him against the wall, teeth bared, anger blasting from his dark eyes.

Namjoon and Yoongi, drunk as they were, had a hell of a time wrestling them apart until the younger three came in and helped. Taehyung tugged Jin to the front room and Jungkook held a struggling Hoseok back, pinning his arms behind him. “LET ME GO!” your boyfriend roared.

“ENOUGH!” Joon bellowed.

A beat of silence followed his thundering voice, in which all the boys froze and looked at you. You didn’t realize you were holding your hands to your mouth until that moment. Slowly, you dropped them to your sides. “I’m… I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Fuck off!” Hoseok growled, shoving Jungkook away.

He grabbed your hand and led you wordlessly to his bedroom, fury rolling off him in waves. You jumped as he slammed the door shut. “What. The. Fuck,” he hissed, turning towards you.

You backed away, suddenly feeling a bit frightened. “Hobi, I’m sorry-”

“No! No more ‘sorries!’ No more making excuses!” he shouted, pointing towards the door. “I’m sick of you all defending him! He’s been drunk-flirting with you for weeks now, and I am two seconds away from kicking that pretty boy’s ass!”

You held your hands up. “I get it. I do, Hobi, I really do-”

“No, I don’t think you do!” Hoseok ran a hand frustratedly through his dark locks. “Watching him think he can just… just have you, like he does every other girl who comes his way is… Well, it makes me sick!”

“It makes me uncomfortable, too, I’ll be honest-”

“Then WHY?!” he roared. “WHY DO YOU PUT UP WITH IT?!”

Your mouth parted open at his words. “What am I supposed to do?” you scoffed. “He’s one of your best friends, and you know I’m not the type to start shit-”

“Well you certainly let it end in shit, don’t you?!” Hoseok spat. His chest heaved as he spoke.

“I don’t let anything happen,” you said through clenched teeth. You felt your defensive walls rising and wrapped your fingers into fists, prepping for the inevitable fight. You knew Hoseok wasn’t really mad at you, he was just projecting, but you had a terrible day and were completely fed up with his shit.

“Yes, you do,” Hoseok growled, stepping towards you. Despite you wanting to stand your ground, you wavered and backed away from him until your back hit the wall. Hoseok pressed his palms into the wall on either side of you, trapping you.

“You know exactly what you do,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “Always wearing those skimpy little outfits, showing as much skin as possible…”

“Those are for YOU!” you yelled, shoving him away. “And wearing shorts and the occasional tank top does not make my outfits SKIMPY!”

You stomped to the other side of the room, still shouting as you went. “And how do my clothing choices warrant Jin flirting with me?! What, don’t have an answer?!”

You whirled around, looking your boyfriend full in the face. “Well, here it is: THEY DON’T!”

Hoseok rolled his eyes and shoved his hands in his pockets, tightening his mouth into a pout. He already knew he was in the wrong for saying that. He was just angry and wanting to blame someone for how hurt he was feeling. You didn’t begrudge him that. You did, however, resent the fact that his ‘someone’ was nearly always you. Your boyfriend could really be a child sometimes when it came to taking responsibility.

After a beat of tense silence, Hoseok snorted. “Why did you come over tonight, anyway? I told you tonight was guys’ night, Y/n.”

“Yeah, I know you did,” you replied impatiently. “But I hardly ever see you, Hobi. You’re always at work or dance practice, and I thought since you were home tonight, maybe we could spend at least a little time together.”

“Well, you thought wrong,” he snapped.

Your mouth parted open once more, taken aback. “Seriously? I even brought food for you and the guys! I just wanted to see you!”

Hoseok grabbed his hair with both of his hands, the look in his eyes unhinged. “Have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want to see you?!” he shouted. “I mean, god Y/n, you can be so… so…”

Your entire body tensed up as you waited for that next word to drop, your eyes widening as tears pricked at them.

“Clingy.”

And there it was. The verdict you didn’t realize you’d been waiting for. The one word that caused your muscles to unclench and the tears to finally spill over. You angrily swiped at them.

“Y-You think I’m clingy?” you stuttered, taking deep breaths to try and calm yourself. “F-Fine. Then I’ll give you space.”

“Y/n…” Hoseok said weakly, his eyes already filling with regret.

“No!” you said, your voice suddenly strong again. You gulped. “I’ll give you as much goddamn space as you want.”

And with that, you whirled and wrenched open the door, running down the hall, through the kitchen, and into the living room. “Y/n, please!” Hoseok called after you.

Your breath came out in gasping sobs as you struggled to unlock the door. Someone lay a hand on your shoulder, and you jumped, turning to see Namjoon looking at you. Concern filled his eyes. “Y/n, are you okay? I don’t think you should-”

You didn’t bother letting him finish. You ripped the door open and bolted down the hall, sobbing loudly as you sprinted away from all of the hurt, all of the humiliation, and most importantly, all of him.

The next few days passed in a daze. You barely spoke at your job, causing your coworkers to repeatedly ask you if something was wrong. You shut your phone off, sick of getting texts and phone calls from everyone but him. You spent most of the day sleeping, but at night, you lay awake, tears streaming from your eyes. Nothing could make you feel better, not even your favorite tv shows or movies.

Finally, the weekend came. You were wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, gorging on a gallon-size bucket of ice-cream as you watched your favorite romantic comedy for the umpteenth time. You reached over and chucked a pillow at the screen the two main characters kissed and the credits rolled. “That’s not how it ends!” you shouted.

You got up and put the ice-cream back in the freezer, dumping the spoon unceremoniously in the sink. Meandering into the bathroom, you splashed some water on your face and stared at your reflection for a moment. Dark circles covered the skin below your eyes, and your hair was a rats’ nest. You sighed and ran a brush through it, nodding in contentment as it lay at least a little more flat on your head.

You jumped as someone knocked on your door. Who could that be? You shuffled over to the door and pulled it open, eyes widening when you saw who it was. “Hey,” his voice said, cracking on the single syllable. Wow, he must be nervous.

“Hobi,” you said before shaking your head. “I mean, Hoseok. What’re you doing here?”

He shoved his hands in his pockets, giving you a half-hearted smile. “Whaddya mean? I came to see you, of course.”

You looked down at yourself in horror, realizing you were wearing an over-sized t-shirt with several stains on it, leggings covered in cat hair, and… had you even showered today? Not to mention the state of your apartment.

Then again, Hoseok looked nearly as bad as you did. He had on a bucket hat over his hair, which meant it was likely unwashed, and you noticed he didn’t have a speck of color anywhere in his outfit. He must be really depressed. He also had dark circles under his eyes, and his mouth was turned down in that famous shiot frown.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“Oh, uh, sure.” Fuck it. Let him think your place was messy. You had nothing to hide.

He stepped inside and sat on the couch you were just burrito’d on. He motioned for you to sit, and you did so, pulling your blanket over your legs and facing him. “What’s up?” you asked, suddenly nervous.

“I just wanted to say…” he said, and you braced yourself. He wanted to break up. You just knew it.

“...That I was wrong.” You let out the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. His dark eyes roamed over you, filled with guilty remorse, one corner of his mouth turning up in a hopeful smile.

“I was so wrong, baby girl,” he murmured. Tingles shot down your spine.

Hobi earnestly grabbed my hands with his. “You weren’t to blame for any of it.”

You gently took your hands back, not ready to let him off the hook just yet. “You sure made it out like it was,” you muttered.

Hobi furiously shook his head. “You weren’t. At all. You can wear whatever you want, and it doesn’t give anyone, not even me, the right to make a move on you.”

He scooted close, his hands frantically reaching up and stroking my face. “And please, baby girl, please believe me when I say this,” he begged. “You aren’t clingy. You can come over whenever you want. I never, ever want you to feel like I don’t want you… like I don’t love you… again.”

You bit your lip before turning your face and kissing his palm, tears pricking at your eyes. “I love you too.”

Hoseok let out a sigh, a wide smile forming over his face before he leaned over and pecked you on the lips. “I’m so sorry, baby. Please forgive me?”

“I already have,” you choked out before throwing yourself in his arms.

He peppered your forehead with kisses, letting you sob into his chest. “I know baby, I know,” he murmured, rocking you back and forth. “These last few days have been hell for me too.”

Once you cried it out, Hobi stood up, got a box of tissues and began wiping and kissing your tears away, the way he’d always done and would always do. “I’ll never make you feel like that again,” he promised, his voice determined. “I promise.”

“And I promise to put Jin in his place if he ever tries that again,” you replied, tossing him a watery smile.

Hoseok grinned. “Yeah, about that. The rest of the guys agreed… If he hits on you again, they’re gonna kick his ass out.”

“No shit,” you said, slightly taken aback. You weren’t too surprised, though. The guys were probably pretty sick of all this drama.

“Speaking of them,” Hobi said, standing up and holding out a hand to you. “I have a surprise for you.”

You let him pull you upright, dropping the blanket as you stood, and lead you out into the hall. You gasped as you saw all of the guys standing there, each holding a bouquet of different-colored tulips and grinning. “We’re sorry things got so crazy,” Joon said sincerely. “We promise it won’t happen again. Right, Jin?”

He playfully wacked Jin right in the stomach, causing him to grunt. “Right,” he wheezed, holding his stomach. “I’m sorry Y/n. I promise I’ll never flirt with you again, no matter how drunk I am.”

“You’d better not,” you warned, feeling your heart swell.

Each of the guys traipsed into your apartment, setting down the tulips on the kitchen table until it was full of the beautiful flowers. Namjoon dropped off violet ones, Jungkook had purple ones, Taehyung had green ones, Jimin had yellow ones, Jin had pink ones, and Yoongi had maroon ones. Finally, you turned to see Hobi smiling and offering a single, red rose to you. “My beautiful girl deserves beautiful flowers,” he said. You took the rose and deeply inhaled its scent.

“Awwww,” Taehyung teased. You all laughed and the guys circled around you, wrapping you in the sweetest group hug you’d ever had.

“I love you guys,” you sniffled. “Thank you.”

“We love you. We don’t ever want you and Hobi hyung to break up,” Jungkook said, and the others murmured their agreement.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Hobi said, waving his roommates off. “You guys gotta get out, she’s gotta get ready.”

“For what?” you asked, blinking in surprise.

He waggled his eyebrows mischievously. “For the best date ever.”

You laughed, then pressed your hands to your mouth, feeling happy tears well up once again as the guys left and shut the door behind them. Hobi clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Uh-uh, none of that,” he murmured, drawing your chin up and brushing your lips with his. “You’ve shed enough tears.”

He hugged you tight, and you let him hold you, pressing your face into his chest as you inhaled his familiar, sunshine scent. Even though things had looked completely shitty before, you knew that this was a huge stepping stone in your relationship to bigger and better things. You knew this fight would lead to nothing but happiness, and that in a few weeks, you probably wouldn’t even remember what you fought over. You loved Hoseok, and he loved you, and there was nothing else in the world that mattered.

BTS Yandere Finding Out Your Pregnant (Hyung Line)

Warning: Contains abuse, violence, sexual and forced non-con

Jin

You were only three weeks pregnant and you still didn’t break the news to your husband, Jin. You didn’t know what to say and you didn’t know how this happened (Well you knew it was the shit load of sex the two of you always had), but you were always used condoms and you were always on the pill.

You kept thinking back to that day, if you were three weeks pregnant that means your conception must’ve happened right after the punishment he gave you for embarrassing him in public in front of many producers and directors. Honestly that was an accident, you didn’t think your dress was ‘too short’ or ‘too tight’. After what seemed like an endless session of spanking, the two of you made love with one another because you were wet and he was hard.

You continuously keep twirling your food with a fork as Jin goes on about his day with the new movie that he is staring in called ‘Mine, My Possession’ were he is playing as a psychopath in love with a young woman whom he later kidnaps to be with. It was just hypocritical of him, judging you for being paired with a man on T.V. when he’s with women doing sex scenes. The only work Jin allowed you to have was small roles or when you would be working with him. And it was tiring being with him 24/7.

You scoff as he attempts to make you jealous with the amount of nudity him and the women have to do.

Jin: Excuse me, I’m telling you about my work and you behave like this

Y/N: What? I didn’t do anything

Jin: Really, first you don’t even pay any attention, then you scoff and now you lie

Y/N: Well-

Jin: TRUST ME Y/N YOUR TREADING ON THIN ICE. SO TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG!

His outburst were beginning to become more common and without even thinking .....

Y/N: I’M PREGNANT YOU STUPID FUCK

There was a moment of silence as you see Jin’s faced in utter shock tying to find the right words to say.

We’re there any right words.

Jin: Well the timing isn’t clearly right and your clearly not in the right mindset, but I believe this is good for us

You were shocked at what you heard, “right mindset” my foot.

Jin: Just imagine Y/N with my looks and your..... well, mainly me our child will have everyone at their feet. Oh and also go upstairs and wait there naked for me I do not appreciate being called a “stupid fuck”.

You quickly rush up the stairs into your bedroom and do as you are told.

Yoongi

You always planned your whole entire life out and you knew you had wanted children. The only problem was that you weren’t planning to have any time soon, especially with Yoongi.

Yet, things do not go to plan as you found out you were pregnant and ever since then that mouth you’ve got has been shut about the whole predicament that is taking place. Being one month into the preganancy and you still didn’t feel like it wasn’t the right time to tell Yoongi the truth.

Until one day he came back home from work, in a foul mood as he was struggling to some inspiration for his new works. You knew you should’ve kept your job, but with him returning in a bad way left you on the recieving end of the stick.

It all started when you made hot chocolate for the pair of you and he pulled you into the couch for a cuddle watching a T.V show with him. But to him you always ruin it as you wouldn’t shut the fuck up about applying for a job to help with the income. Of course, you weren’t in major struggle and when Yoongi got payed he GOT PAYED. He was always careful with his money, but you stating that you need to help him with the income was a blow to his ego.

He decides to pick his hot chocolate up, to which yo still left the spoon inside as Yoongi normally liked to stir his drinks for a bit. As you continued talking Yoongi slowly picked the spoon and placed by you ear.

Y/N: Ahhhhhh that hurts

You try to move back, but Yoongi grabs a hold of your ear and squeezes it towards the spoon

Y/N: Please Yoongi I’m sorry for what I did I promise I was going to tell you the truth

Yoongi looked confused. Your hiding something from him made his anger fuel upwards and as he lets go he turns you towards him with his hand raised up in the air...

You close your eyes and scream.

Y/N: I`M PREGNANT PLEASE DON’T HURT ME.

You brace yourself for a slap, but it never came. You open your eyes to see Yoongi staring at you not knowing what to say until he pushes you on to the floor.

Yoongi: BITCH YOU FUCKING WHAT? HUH! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?

You were shocked by his behaviour not knowing what to do you stood there silently.

He grabs your hair and pulls you up to look him shaking you back forth, whilst throwing curse words on how your a slut, a stupid bitch and that the kid probably ain’t even his.

The truth is, Yoongi always wants to have kids but he didn’t think his little guys would be able to make you pregnant any time soon. That means he has to share you, your time, your energy, your body and heck if you decide to breastfeed that kid he has to share your tits.

Hoseok

Hoseok had always been controlling your life, every inch of it from what friends you have to what you wear and it was draining your whole energy. You were stuck with him for the rest of your life and what was worst was that both your mothers were childhood best friends. So if you dared to complain about Hoseok to your mum she will scold you for not behaving and listening to him, as he always played the good boy card. And if you went to his mum, she will scold Hoseok and than Hoseok will scold you and end up giving you a punishment.

You visibly remembered the last time you were being punished for telling his mother that he yelled at you for not finishing the chores on time. When he heard that news back and his mum informing him that he needs to do more in the house he was furious. So you had to do all the chores in your underwear and you know what the worst thing was his friends came over and you were called a slut by Hoseok and given lustful dirty looks the whole time of the duration.

You sit there on the bed weighing your options, you never wanted to have a baby, not his anyway specially the treatment he gives you. The fact is whenever the two of you had sex, he always wore a condom so you knew you were safe unless if they were poor quality or ripped.

You have to tell him the truth.

It’s the only way.... because if he finds out another way, through someone else it will be the longest day of your life.

You get up and place yourself in bed as it’s getting late and Hoseok will he be home soon.

(Time Skip)

You begin to feel something tug at you and all the sudden you feel an eerie cold breeze round your stomach and something hot on your face. You murmur noises hoping that it’s just a nightmare and you’ll snap out of it.

But it isn’t and you quickly shoot your eyes open to see Hoseok lying on top of you naked with his hand trying to pull your shirt up.

Y/N: WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

He quickly gets off you.

Hoseok: Y/N,you do not need to yell I’m in the same room as you

Y/N: What were you trying to do?

Hoseok: What does it look like Y/N, I’m horny and I didn’t want t wake you up

OH MY GOD! I THINK I’M GONNA BE SICK

Hoseok: Plus it’s a good way to have a child

That’s how you ended up pregnant.

He was fucking you whilst you were sleeping.

The realisation hits your face and he can tell by the gawk of your eyes and jaw dropping.

Hoseok: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! YOUR PREGNANT. WERE GONNA HAVE A BABY, I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE RIGHT NOW

You stare in utter disgust and disbelief as he rolls around the carpet butt naked.

Namjoon

When Namjoon found out you were pregnant he was extremely disappointed into YOU. It was all your fault, it’s YOUR body, YOUR birth control pills and YOU should be the one to be able to take care of that.

Yet, you always find a way to disappoint him, you’ve never met his needs when the two of you got married and now this. You digged yourself in a bigger hold than the one you were in yesterday, when you suggested to take up art classes.

Namjoon accpeed because he wanted you to be happy, but when he saw your drawing and painting he began to make rude and sly comments to your work. Stating that a child could draw better than you or you couldn’t even hold a pencil properly. One time he even ripped you artwork and flushed it down the toilet. This led you to burst into tears running into your bedroom refusing to atten and other art session again, which led to the explosive argument that Namjoon spends so much money on you and that you are ungreatful and have nothing to worry about.

Namjoon: You must be crazy if you think we are raising a mutt in MY HOUSE

Y/N: Excuse me

Namjoon: Listen, sweetie I’m practically raising you myself your enough for me handle

Y/N: EXCUSE ME

Namjoon: It’s the truth and on top of that you are expensive

You anger built up and you e finally had enough and snapped, giving him a tight hard slap across the face

Y/N: THE INLY MUTT THAT IS BEING RAISED AT HOME IS YOU, YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER

You storm out of the car slamming the door and walking away.

BTS Yandere You Ask For A Divorce (Hyung Line)

Warning: Physical Abuse and Emotional Abuse

Jin

After being married to Jin for two years, you weren’t happy. He broke all of his promises to you from the very minute the two of you said “I do”. You gave up your career (kind of) of being an aspiring actress the only time you ever get to work his when your working with him. All you do is stay at home waiting for his return. EVERY SINGLE DAY.

As you were done packing all of your essentials, to leave the house with the money you saved up, Jin walks through the door with a bunch of roses in his hands. An attempt to apologise to you, forcing you outside naked while he sprayed cold water from a hose pipe, leaving you bedridden for three days. Your crime, you had embarrassed him whilst he was on set, shooting for his new movie.

His face grows dark as he drops the flowers on the floor.

Jin: What’s this?

He slowly begins to walk towards you

Y/N : What does it look like Jin, I’m done with this marriage and with you

And before you can even leave, Jin pushes you on to the bed and jumps on top of you.

Jin: Listen you fucking bitch, the moment I laid eyes on you, you became mine. What do you think your trying to do ruin my reputation? It’s not my fault you can’t behave as a YOUNG LADY SHOULD.

He stares at you looking up and down, licking his lips.

Jin: I should’ve been much harsher with you, but don’t worry at least you know how to count, so every time I spank you with my belt you say sorry master. And if your a good girl I’ll give you a little reward

Yoongi

You were let down, yet again by your husband. He promised you that he would always spend time you with but he never chose to, instead he just kept writing his works, his current one was a romance novel. Pfft! What did he know about romance? He never spends any time with his own wife.

This has been going on for months. He is always in his little study and continuously scolds you if you interrupt him from the work that needs to be completed.

You recall the last time he yelled at you for spilling juice all over one of his books which contained the ideas that he had wrote down.

Yoongi: FOR GODS SAKE Y/N CANT YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!

Y/N: I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to it was an accident

Yoongi: ACCIDENT THESE WERE ALL MY IDEAS YOU LITTLE BITCH

Y/N: Don’t raise your voice at me, plus why wrote a romance novel if you never spend any time with your wife

Yoongi: We have bills to pay Y/N and I’m the only one working for us

Y/N: You’ll be working for yourself because I WANT A DIVORCE

The moment those words slipped out of your mouth you were met with a harsh slap hitting your face and Yoongi throwing objects cursing at you claiming your a “whore” and a “slut” and that your cheating on him.

You recollect yourself from that memory with your hand on your check as you lay in bed miserably.

Hoseok

You weren’t happy in your marriage with Hoseok, he’s slowly killing you mentally and emotionally. You don’t even remember the last time you even smiled with him and if you did it wasn’t genuine.

You were cooking dinner, ready for another night with that monster. How can someone claim they another person, if they hurt them?

Your friend gave you divorce papers convincing you that it would be best if you divorced Hoseok as soon as possible so you can start your new life. Those passers were left on your side of the end table which you will be showing him later, demanding that the two of you will get a divorce.

However, that was not the case as you heard Hoseok running down the stairs with anger in his face and the papers in his hands.

Hoseok: WHAT IS THIS?

Y/N: D-divorce papers

Hoseok: I KNOW THAT Y/N, BUT WHY ARE THEY HERE? ARE YOU TRYING TO LEAVE ME?

Y/N: N-no it’s for my friend she mentioned she wasn’t happy in her marriage and it’s been like that for months so I’m thinking about giving the divorce papers

Hoseok’s face calms down a little and he begins to chuckle.

Hoseok: Oh good, oh my sweet Y/N is so caring about other people

He kissing you on the lips gently, holding you in his arms.

You couldn’t tell him the truth, not with that look on his face. God knows what he is capable of?

Namjoon

You were sitting on the couch as Namjoon, your husband was staring at you with complete disappointment moment and shock.

He overheard the conversation you were having with a friend, mentioning to them that you wanted to divorce your husband as you no longer could put up with him.

He tuts and shakes his head looking down at you as you could not meet his eyes.

Namjoon: You know baby, you should be lucky that I’m with you?

You look up at him with interest.

Namjoon: Because the real question is, who would put up with YOU?

A moment of silence is in the room.

Namjoon: your stupid, your not that pretty, you have no job, your whiny.....

The list goes on and on.

Until the very point Namjoon has you in tears on your knees as you beg for forgiveness not wanting him to leave you.