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Under the cut so as not to wreck anyone's dash since it's instantly smutty.

J-Hope really does want to be your hope and make you happy. He’s a giver in bed - he likes to focus on your pleasure, he likes to see your face when you come, he wants your thighs shaking before he even slides into you. He can be so hard that his dick is straining against his pants and still, all he’ll be able to focus on is you - until you remind him that this is a partnered event.

Truly your #1 fan and while it’s evident every day in every way, it’s esp evident during sex. He’s talkative and praises you constantly with the slightest undercurrent of disbelief. From “how are you so beautiful, baby?” to “look at you, taking me so well.”

He doesn’t have one particular body type that he loves because he’s gonna cap for his woman and wanna get his hands on her regardless, but let it be known that he is a proud member of the Thick Thighs Make a Dick Rise Club™. His favorite hobbies include: pulling you down the bed by your thighs and putting them over his shoulders while he goes to work; gripping said thighs when you try to squirm while he’s performing aforementioned work; pulling you down onto his lap and squeezing them to feel the give of your flesh under his hands, and being highkey whipped by the sight of you in shorts. When you’re sitting near enough, guess where his hand or head will usually end up. There are times where he’ll kiss you goodbye and kiss first your thigh and then your lips.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Jung Hoseok eats pussy from the back. HOWEVER, he loves to able to look up the line of your body and see your face too so he gets torn but he doesn’t care so long as he can get his mouth on you.

Speaking of, he is ranked in the top 3 when it comes to Tongue Tech™. It’s not even just about technique (though that’s important and believe me, he has a very effective one) but he’s also just so unabashedly into eating you out and does it with such reverence and enthusiasm - making these lewd slurping sounds, moaning into and against you, looking up at you. He loves jerking himself off while eating you out so if you’re too tired, he’ll make your legs shake while getting himself off and then sweetly kiss you with his mouth still wet with your taste and tuck you on into bed.

Favorite position: 69. Because he can sometimes neglect his own pleasure, serving each other at the same time is a big plus for him.

He is L O U D and he loves it when you’re loud too. He’s whipped for a tease though so if you bite your lip and playfully refuse to be loud, it’s a challenge he loves accepting.

His dick is average but his stroke game is anything but. Hobi will beat the walls up like you’ve never ever felt before (and you ain’t even gotta be an expensive girl). You will be walking crooked after Hobi gets his hands on you.

Can get in more dominant, teasing moods (see Exhibit A of Hobi is a tease) where he’ll work you up when you can’t really touch him (like out in public) or work you up and not let you come until you literally beg him for it. I call that “Hobi in the streets, Jung Hoseok in the sheets” but you don’t really know when to expect it. You’re more likely to get teasing, dominant Hobi when you’ve been out dancing together and he’s been really feeling himself or when you’re out here teasing and tempting him and he has to pay you back for it.

He’s adventurous and creative and as such he has an exhibitionist streak and loves to roleplay - with costumes and all. He grins and laughs and breaks character because he’s so in awe of you but your roleplay scenario can really be as simple and uninspired as “I’m a delivery girl and you ordered food and oh no, your dick fell in my mouth” and he will still love it like you set up the most elaborate ruse for him. He doesn’t care - he just wants to play with you.

He also loves to incorporate toys. God help you if he ever ordered one of those Lovense toys that he can control remotely because he would play with it in public and have you on the edge of a breakdown in a restaurant or he’d tie you to the bed (if you were willing and comfortable) and then watch you almost sob through hours of pleasure with an untouched hard-on and a smile on his face.

Whether or not you want to be tied down, he does. Ride him like you stole him - esp in reverse cowgirl - but don’t let him come until he asks you nicely (hell, maybe even put a cockring on him) and he will be more obsessed with you than he ever was before.

He likes technology and likes to watch porn so he’s a fan of sending and receiving things like sexts, pics, snippets of videos. You could have an entire personal porn collection that you’ve filmed together. If you’re having to be long distance, he’s a fan of mutual cam masturbation

He’s a fan of masturbating for you period if you ask him and he can put on a good show.

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Can anyone recommend me a fanfic where the outcast/ loner gets the girl. Or the girl (x reader or y/n) sees the outcast/ loner for who he truly is🤷‍♀️

Like everyone hates him/fears him/rejects him until the FMC comes along and is like "Wait, guys, this dude is super sweet. What are y'all on about?"

Disproportionate public loathing is not a disqualifier. I like angst with a happy ending of course.😅

I would also like it to include:

Smut

Possible Slow burn

Strangers to friends, friends to lovers

Angst

High school AU / College AU

Could also include but not necessary:

the masses come to realize their mistake and welcome the forlorn MMC back into the fold.

the FMC is initially in on the hatred.

Recs can be for any fandom🙌

Also fanfics recs can be from Tumblr or AO3

In These Streets | jhs [m.list]

❝i don’t care what anyone says, i want you.❞

summary: in this modern day romeo and juliet, you fall in love with jung hoseok; a carefree, street tough who introduces you to life in his hood.

pairings: jung hoseok x f!reader.

warnings: smut, fluff, drugs, strong language, violence, angst, 18+, minors dni.

author’s note: so, this is another wip that i’ve been thinking of for a while. i’ve wanted to write for hoseok since i first wrote gangsta so here it is.

©btsugarush. please do not repost.

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whenever i see that @deepdarkdelights has posted another story i get so excited cause i know it’s gonna be amazing and i was right this was so good🥺🥺💕💕✨✨

Forbidden Fruit (Hoseok x Reader)

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Word Count: 17.2k

Warnings: 18+, Yandere, Stalking, Obsession, Drugging, Manipulation, Mentions of child abduction, Attempted kidnapping, Murder, Trafficking, Organized Crime, Depiction of a character being trafficked 

I do not condone the acts displayed in this story nor do I believe any members of BTS would actually engage in this type of behavior. This is simply written for entertainment purposes and should not be taken as a reflection of my own values, opinions, or morals. 

Preview: A thought suddenly entered your mind as your eyes continued to trace over every feature of his alluring face. He was the perfect predator. He was tall, lithe, and strong with a beautiful face that was perfect for luring in unaware victims. You were sure that if he had beckoned for you to follow him down that dark alley, you would have followed him without question even if that weren’t in your nature. He was a predator, and you were his innocent prey.

A/N: Holy shit! This took forever to write and was almost as long as Persephone! This fic is pretty different from the other ones I have written and I honestly enjoyed it so much! I really hope you guys liked it and I am sorry I took so long, but I am happy to say I am so proud of this and I think you will like it a lot! 

For as long as you could remember, there has been something wrong with you. And, everyone knew it. 

Children can appear fearless, they are blunt and tend to speak their minds unrestrained. But you were never like them. When the other girls in class would scream in fright at the sight of a spider, you would giggle and watch it crawl in between your fingers with glee. When others would shake in trepidation when their night light died, you would stare out into the dark welcomingly, watching the shadows bend and sway into one. And where most children would scream in fright when a stranger grabbed on to them and yanked them away from the playground, you cocked your head curiously and asked where the two of you were going.

There was undoubtedly something terribly wrong with you.

That last incident had led to many outcomes. But the biggest one, was your diagnosis. You had a damaged amygdala, in short, your brain could not process fear. You could feel every emotion except fear. You were broken, and there was no way for you to fix it. 

That day on the playground you were lucky that your teacher had been there, swooping in like a hawk the minute you were pulled away from the group of children. You stood there confused as she held you behind her body, screaming at the man as she dialed the emergency line on her phone in her other hand. You had been so close to what could have been the end of your life, and you weren’t afraid for a single moment. 

As you grew up, so many people would tell you how lucky you were to never be afraid of anything. You could go skydiving, you could have a pet snake, you could get into a car accident and walk out as nonchalant as a person who had dropped their phone. But, was it okay to not be scared when you were stalked down the street in the dead of the night by someone wielding a knife? What would they do if you laughed in their face as they pinned you to the wall, the serrated edge of the blade digging into the slope of your throat? If you wouldn’t comply because you weren’t afraid, would they end your life? 

Being able to experience fear is human, it’s how you protect yourself. So how were you meant to do that when nothing could scare you? Were you meant to be hunted, to be killed before you could realize what was happening? If you could be scared, then that thought would do you in. 

In your small town you were as much of a phenomenon as you were a social pariah. As a child, your diagnosis became everyone’s business and soon enough was a reason to keep you isolated. What parent wanted their child befriending another who could get them in trouble as well? You were dangerous, you threatened their child’s safety. So, from day one, you were meant to be left alone. 

Your own family wasn’t quite so sure how to deal with your diagnosis, how to deal with you. What would be worse, to treat you like nothing was wrong or to remind you everyday that something was wrong? After the incident, your mother pulled you out of school, too frightened to even tempt fate with her daughter out in a world full of temptation and evil. If you had almost gone so willingly with the devil himself, then what more misfortune would you attract? 

For twenty years you had no friends, no job, no experience with the real world, and never left the house without a family member. You were lonely, depressed, riddled with anxiety, and an all around mess. You were kept prisoner for your lack of fear. You were treated much like a child or a pet, kept on a tight leash so that you wouldn’t wander and find trouble awaiting you. 

And those rare occasions when you could leave with your family were simply that, rare. Your social skills had become stunted, so to say. The foreign faces that passed you by appeared like blank slates to you. A warm smile or a gentle phrase from a stranger left you confused, how were you supposed to respond? Should you call out to your mom, hide behind your father? What were you supposed to say to them, were they a threat? Someone here to harm you and you would never know until it was far too late?

There were many possibilities, and your family did not want you to find out what they could be. 

And that was undeniably frustrating. You were an adult, all of your siblings had left home but you were still trapped there, unable to do anything you wanted. They claimed it was for your safety, but when they say that it makes you feel like that small child you had been so long ago. They were telling you you didn’t know any better and that pissed you off. You were not a child, you should not have to listen to what they say, and because of them you were stuck this way. Paranoid, friendless, and utterly lonely. How was that fair to you? How was that supposed to be keeping you safe?

So, what were you meant to do but disobey? You had been so good, never rebelled once and listened to everything they said. But why should you? They were the ones who stopped you from living your life and you were letting them? Shouldn’t you take charge of your life and do what you want for a change? Yes. You should.

And you did. 

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OK SO someone asked for ot7 x reader and I wanted to get some recs out there ASAP so these are some from ao3 because I know I need to dig for some tumblr ot7 x reader recs (if anyone wants, feel free to comment your faves) Hope this helps and I'll definitely try to add some more into my queue.

It's beautiful and deep 😫💜

why are you laughing?

“Why are you laughing?” Hoseok’s voice came harsh against the quiet room and little giggles that shook your body. “You don’t accept my apology?”

“It’s not that” you got out, bringing your sleeve to rub away at your teary, itchy eyes. “It’s just” You huffed out a smile, sniffling as your laughs began to choke. “I just can’t remember the last time anyone’s apologized to me for hurting my feelings.” You hid your smile as it dropped, hands covering your eyes as you nuzzled into them. “It’s always me apologizing, ever since- ever since I was a kid.” 

Hoseok sat quietly beside you as you tried to push out more fake laughter in hopes of lightening the mood, dismissing the genuine feelings you had expressed to him. “This is so dumb, why am I crying?”

“Stop laughing, just let yourself cry,” he said, frowning as he bent down to try and look at your face. “Come on, this is the only time I actually want you to stop smiling” he tried, watching your smile waver a bit, eyes half closed as you struggled to see through the building tears. “I’m sorry, I really am” he spoke softly, whatever the argument the two of you had long forgotten, as well as whoever had started it or what it was about. “I’m so sorry.” He wasn’t sure what he was apologizing about anymore; the argument, that no one had apologized before, or that he didn’t know what else to say other than “I’m sorry.”

You could only lower your head more, sobbing harder as you listened to Hoseok’s apologies. “Thank you” you choked out. He could only hold your hand tighter.

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Thanks girl you made my day

(BTW its the girl who requested you to do this it's mah side blog)

A sincere ask for the fluff alphabet with jhope

I know you said that it should be 1-3 but I got excited,

C, E, L, T, W

I love you writing cause it is really hard to find chubby!reader fics over here

Have a nice day ahead ＼(^o^)／

Well, since you ask so nicely! But they will have to be shorter😆

fluff alphabet: j. hoseok x chubby!reader

Comfort- How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Jung Hoseok!! Best boyfie/hype-man!!

He’s so silly, he’d definitely try and distract you or make you laugh when you’re sad, and it works 99.9% of the time.

He’d make funny noises, stupid jokes, and is definitely the type to just grab you by your round cheeks and pepper kisses all over your pretty face.

“You,” peck. “Are,” peck. “So,” peck. “Cute,” peck peck peck.

Equal- Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Come on. Hoseok? Passive? Psh.

Of course he’s the dominant one. You are his lil darling. He’s taking care of you, he’s spoiling you, he’s protecting you.

Sure, he’s bright and bubbly and such a ray of sunshine, but he’s also mature and protective and is so willing to step up and be the person to care for you.

Love Confession- How would they confess to their s/o?

You two would be watching a movie at his place, cuddled up with his arm around your shoulder because that’s just how you were as friends.

Poor Hobi would be soooo so nervous. Telling the prettiest person in the world about his stupid little (huge) crush on them and risking making it awkward and ruining their friendship and never seeing each other again? Especially after how he’d been hurt in past relationships? He must be a masochist.

But fuck. He had to get it over with, he couldn’t stand another minute not knowing whether or not you could ever see him as anything more. He was desperate, he needed you all to himself.

He’d be shaking, his heart beating so fast that he figured it was going to explode. And you would know something was up because you could feel his chest tensing against your back, his heart beating rapidly behind yours and his fingers trembling on your shoulders.

“Hobi?” You turned in his arms to face him and caught the red tint coating his face and ears.

Oh.

“Shit, uh, you know, I-I have something to tell you, but I don’t want you to, uh, god, I don’t-”

You were stuck between letting him ramble about what you already knew he was thinking, or just kissing him.

And the latter sounded a whole lot easier, so you did.

He sighed relief into your mouth before turning his head to kiss you deeper, pushing into you and taking your bottom lip between his.

Hobi caught his breath after your lips parted from his. “You like me, too?”

“Yeah.” You played with his fingers. “I do.”

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Hobi loves trying new things!! He is incredibly spontaneous and fun, and I really think he’d especially love going new places with you.

He’s said before that his favorite type of skinship is hand-holding, so he’d love walking down the beach with you hand-in-hand, or dragging you around some new store in town and picking things for you to try on that he would love to see you in.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

“You’ve got to be joking.”

“What? It’s not that hard!” Your boyfriend laughs loudly because he knows it is that hard.

“I can’t do that! Do you see me? I physically cannot do that, Hobi.”

Welp, this is the last time you ever try dancing with your boyfriend. The splits? Mid routine, he wants you to do the splits?

“Okay, okay. Listen to me,” your boyfriend, sweaty and flushed after hours of teaching you the new sexy choreo he put together for you both, approaches you and reaches for your face.

He thumbs your soft jawline, looking down at your pleading eyes.

“You can do it. It will only take some practice, but just like you’ve learned eeeverything else so far, you can learn this. Seriously!”

You close your eyes and breathe in deep. Shit, you’ve made it 3/4 through the entire routine and that’s way more than you ever thought possible, so why stop now? All you needed was to prove to yourself that you’re more capable than you assumed, and you did that, so why not learn how to do the splits, too?

“Alright.” You look back up at Hoseok and watch his eyes light up, his smile growing huge and proud. “Show me how to- fuckin’- you know-“

He grabs your chubby cheeks and pulls your forehead to his lips. “That’s my baby!”

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link #1. seok had a long day at rehearsal, he’s been thinking about you nonstop and wants you to ride his fingers until you shake. “aww you can’t even stay still~ you like it when i play with your sensitive pussy, baby?”

link #2. this is what you get for going out with no bra on and a tight little shirt. you decided to prance around in public like this when he can’t do anything. well then, he has no choice but to pay attention to his slut when you both get home. even if you beg him to stop he’ll be too occupied to care.

link #3. sometimes hoseok was just in the mood to bend you over and watch his big cock slide in and out of you as tears run down your face from pleasure

link #4. hoseok knows how much you love his hands, so he constantly spoils you. sensually running them over your burning hot skin “that’s my good girlll~ keep your hands to yourself baby, no touching.” “oh-ho is daddy teasing too much? so mean huh? you just wanna come? yeah, little slut?” he teases in a whiny voice mimicking yours.

link #5. he loves your boobs, you look like such an angel bouncing up and down on his cock and clenching around him when he smacks your tits. a reminder that he owns you, he owns your body and can do whatever the fuck he wants with it. and you’ll always take it like a good little submissive.

link #6. whenever hoseok gets a break from his military duties he always comes back stronger, buffer. you moan uncontrollably as his muscles flex while he fingers you, wrapping a protective arm around your waist to keep you close. he won’t stop kissing you! daddy missed you so much.

link #7. your english professor mr. jung think’s you’re the prettiest little thing he’s ever seen. next thing you know he has you sprawled out on his bed, rubbing your clit so hard you see stars. “you’re my favorite, honey. anyone ever made you feel this good before? just me?”

link #8. hoseok is always so amazed at the sight of your tight little hole stretching out around his dick, so he records it. you’re like a work of art, a moaning mess, tied up, gasping when his long cock fills you up all the way. and art is meant to be admired.

link #9. seokie has incredibly strong stamina. you’ve lost track of how many hours you two have been at it but— he fucks like he dances, never losing energy, always ready for more. holding you close and using his lower body strength to his advantage. “you look out of breath? is daddy’s cock getting too much for you?”

link #10. hoseok think’s your pussy is the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen. “lay down, ass up.” he want’s to spread apart your pretty lips, jiggle your asscheeks in his strong hands. “look at this slutty little skirt you have on. not even wearing panties? you must really need some good dick, huh?”

link #11. hoseok loves breeding your addictive pussy. dumping all his hot sticky cum into your used hole and fucking it back in until it starts dripping and gushing out of you. he loves how you chant ‘yes yes yes!’ in your little whiny pathetic voice. “fuckk! babygirl!”

link #12. hoseok loves playing with you, it’s so satisfying watching his baby squirm in pleasure, cumming over and over again. he just watches in awe as you try your very best to be a good girl for him and stay still.

link #13. hoseok can do nothing about the way his dick is twitching against his stomach as you lay back on him. crying out his name as you squirt all over his expensive sheets. “more, more, more. keep cumming baby. fuck! give daddy more.” he moans, rubbing your red and swollen clit at a maddening rate.

~ harddom!hoseok hot takes ❤️‍🔥

it’s been so long since i posted 😓

warnings: heavy sub x dom relationship, powerplay, degrading, baby talk, spanking, brat tamer hobi, thigh worship, hickeys, titty fucking/marking (he loves boobs ok), overstimulation, breeding kink.

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— hoseok loves it the most when you feel comfortable enough to fully submit to him in bed.

— it’s almost like a switch goes off and you’re both in a completely different headspace when horny. a space that’s safe to be vulnerable and trust eachother.

— your bubbly hobi turns into a strong and stern version of himself. hoseok doesn’t tolerate back-talk.

— although it does get him interested whenever you misbehave. all that does is give him a chance to have fun punishing you.

— “you’re talking back to me? daddy didn’t teach you to be bad, did he? start counting each hit babygirl.”

— hoseok doesn’t play around when you do something he doesn’t like. he takes pleasure in slapping your ass so hard it’s burning red. the liquid from your wet cunt sliding down his leg.

— when i tell you this man loves degrading you in the bedroom….

— he’ll baby talk to you whenever you’re at the brink of pleasure. he pulls his touch away, taking back all of that delicious stimulation you were getting.

— “awww, angel~ i bet you wanna cum so bad, hm? my dumb baby just wants me to make her cum?”

— the condescending tone he uses only makes you more turned on. hoseok loves the effect he has on you.

— he knows he can do the most degrading things to you for his own pleasure, and you’ll love it.

— he’ll stuff your soaking panties in your mouth, rub his cock on your face during blowjobs, take his fingers out of you and smack your pussy.

— whispering things in your ear about how you’re such a dirty girl for loving it. for loving how he treats you like a slut.

— it truly amazes him how nasty you act in the bed, you seem so innocent on the outside. and the fact that it’s all because of him. he makes you crazy.

— hoseok loves your thighs, they’re so thick and plush all he wants to do is lay in between them and bite/kiss the soft fat.

— he loves how whiny you get, his face so close to your throbbing pussy. but he wants to worship your thighs fully before he eases the uncomfortable need between your legs.

— oh and he’s obsessed with nipple play. basically anything you can imagine to do with tits he’s tried it out with you.

— titty fucking always makes him cum quickly. how could he not when you’re sticking out your tongue so cutely, squishing your boobs together for him.

— “oh fuck, baby, look at you….” he studders in awe.

— he loves sucking love marks into the skin around/on your boobs. constantly squeezing your sensitive nipples between his slender fingers when he pleasures you. quite the multitasker he is.

— and of course one of his favorite ways to finish is by cumming all over your chest.

— hoseok loves to slap your tits, he want’s to see them bounce up and down in his face as he fucks you.

— so close that he can suck on your tits while you ride his dick. sitting back to watch you go to work. it’s always hard for him to stop staring at your beautiful face though, jaw slack from pleasure as you give him those puppy dog eyes.

— hoseok loves watching you ride him. you get so desperate and sloppy and usually need a bit of help or guidance. he adores taking care of you and being in control so it’s not something you two do often.

— overstimulation is a common occurrence with this pleasure dom. he’ll pull out toys, use his fingers, anything really to make you cum repeatedly for his own pleasure.

— seeing you writhe on the sheets, your ragged breathing and cries telling him that it’s too much. fuck, that’s paradise for hoseok.

— it’s all linked to powerplay, how you beg him to stop but still obediently keep your hands behind your back somehow. following as he told you to do, gripping the sheets until your knuckles turn white.

— “good girl, good fuckin’ girl~ just one more time honey. i promise. one more. i wanna see you cream my fingers again, pretty please?”

— hoseok loves to use you as a cumdump (you happily own the title for him), breeding you day and night so that you stay full of his seed at all times.

— if he wants to truly degrade you that day he’ll make you walk around in public with his cum pooling in your panties. its just a reminder that you’re his girl, his little bitch. who loves how he fucks so much that you’ll proudly do anything he wants you to.

— hoseok always shows you off in public, everyone will know you’re his. especially with that ridiculously expensive gold chain around your neck that says his name in bold letters.

— with the way his hands grip your love handles and the protective arm wrapped around your waist.

— he’s not big on pda but best believe if someones getting to friendly with you or staring he’s whispering dirty things in your ear, leaving kisses behind for good measure.

— “let’s give them something to watch, yeah?”

— hoseok hates phone sex. it gets him unbelievably frustrated and not in a good way. the fact that he can’t physically touch you is hell, but when you’re whining and pleading him over the phone to cum he’ll give in.

— you’re not allowed to get off or cum without his permission, so that results with you being super needy when you see eachother again. he swears you act the nastiest when you’re reunited.

JHOPE DATING HEADCANNONS

AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry for not posting! I've been busy with college work… I decided to do some dating headcannon since they're short, and not too hard to write. I don’t know a lot about JHope AND I kind of rushed on this (I promise I didn’t write this in anatomy class 🙃 ) anyway! Love you<333

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How could you not love this ball of sunshine?

He would be such a sweet boyfriend too:(

ALWAYS trying to make you smile ( especially when you're having a bad day.)

Unfortunately… if you're a coward scared of bugs… good luck.

He loves you, but could never get ruin of a bug for you.

He probably would leave you in a room with a bug. 😭

He might be a simple man, but he would spoil you rotten

Even if you tell him to stop. When he sees something you like, it’s coming home with him.

I feel like he would bring you to a restaurant for a date. It’s like a 50/50 if he would or not.

Like I said in my jealousy head cannons, he does get jealous but not in a controlling manner ( LINK HERE )

When you come over to the practice room, he gives you a whole review of what he and the boys are doing. 😭

Gets shy when you compliment him.

When he’s on tour he video calls you every night to make sure you're not lonely. :(

He likes to call the members “my boys” so he probably talks to his boys about you. (the first part was so random. 💀

Likes to cook for you.

I feel like you'll be his passager princess.

He loves to hear you laugh :( 

Even if you laugh at him, he doesn’t care just loves the sound of it.

Would have a lot of photos of just him and you.

He somehow knows your favorite foods by heart.

Listen… he judges all of the members, I don’t think you're an exception.

He may love you, but sometimes it just slips out.

I feel like he’s pretty loud too no reason just loud.

He would let you pick out his clothes.

Now that we're talking about clothes, he 100% wants to match. 

If you guys do match, he takes so many photos

You're just standing there like “Are we done yet?”

Now the real struggle… NICKNAMES

I have like no idea…

My mind just went completely blank all of a sudden.

Anyway… he’s very comforting

Just being next to him is a big relief.

He would take such good care of you when you are exhausted. :(

He’s the type of boyfriend to try to make you stop crying, but instead says something that makes you die of laughter.

I feel like you guys randomly eat chocolate together. 

( I keep imaging Jhope munching on a kinder bar 😭 )

pairing: hoseok x fem!reader

a/n: hi everyone! i decided to write something for hobi day! I know I'm a little late but I had fun writing this so I hope you guys enjoy it! :)

warnings: cnc, forest fucking, chasing, spitting, hair pulling, humiliation, degrading, fingering, p&v sex, slight overstimulation.

“I had fun tonight, thank you for everything babe,” your boyfriend, Hoseok, speaks as he starts his car. He leans over the car’s console to give you a kiss on the cheek. 

Today was Hoseok's birthday and you decided to take him out on a date while the both of you had time. He isn’t a complicated person so you took him to his favorite restaurant and ate, maybe had a few drinks. Nothing too crazy.

“Of course, it wasn’t much, but I still wanted to do something for you. You always go all out for me.” 

It’s true. He spoils the hell out of you, and you only want to do the same for him.

“Trust me, spending time with you is good enough for me,” he smiles, reaching for your hand to hold it. No matter how long you’ve been with him, he never fails to make you flustered.

It’s ten minutes into the car ride when you notice him taking a few unusual turns. The plan was to eat and go back to his place. You can’t help but wonder where the hell he was taking you.

He takes one final turn onto an empty one way road, the sides of it an endless field of trees.

He brought you to the woods?

You swallow, confused with a pit of nervousness forming in your stomach. What the hell is he doing right now?

“Hobi, I thought we were go-”

“You have five minutes to run and hide before I find you. Understood?” your boyfriend cuts you off, making you shiver at his words.

Not wanting to pry on his demand, you open the door, not without one last glance at Hoseok. 

You already know where this is going, and it's quite simple. Your boyfriend is experimental when it comes to your sex life. You can’t help but get a twinge of excitement.

Slamming the door shut, you waste no time in sprinting into the woods. It's dark and freezing, only the moon lighting up the forest.

Your heart beats out of your chest, running through the muddy grass and branches, no doubt your shoes are surely ruined. You take different turns and paths past trees and bushes, hoping to make finding you more difficult. The adrenaline keeps you going.

You stop, catching your breath while trying to keep an eye out for him. It's surely been well over five minutes, maybe you ran too far?

As if it was on cue, the sound of footsteps crushing leaves in the distance behind you brings you back to reality. Your heart instantly drops.

And before you know it, you’re running again, the fear fueling your stamina.

You attempt to be as quiet as possible, but the branches you’re stepping over are a dead giveaway at where you’re running towards.

It feels like it's been an hour of trying to find a perfect hiding spot, when you see a huge oak tree, branches big enough to cover you. Finally.

You can’t register what's happening when a hand covers your mouth and the other around your waist, trapping your arms from behind, your eyes widening when you take in the familiar hand.

How the fuck did he find you so fast?

“You’re a good hider, but not that good, baby,” he grits into your ear along with a snarky laugh. His hold on you is borderline painful.

“Hmm, let’s see what we’ve got hiding under here.” He doesn’t give you a chance to move, instead gripping your hair with the utmost force to push you up against the tree, the bark digging into your skin.

He wastes no time in lifting up your white floral dress, smacking your ass along the way to rip off your underwear.

“Well, would you look at that,” he chuckles at the sight. “You’re fucking dripping, baby,” he whispers as he runs his long fingers between your soaked folds. Your hole clenches at the slight stimulation, whining for more.

“Looks like you enjoyed the chase, huh? Of course a whore like you would.”

You’re embarrassed that he’s right.

He presses his middle finger in your hole, unable to contain your moans when the grip on your hair gets tighter.

He laughs at your attempt to grind on his hand, inserting his ring finger inside you to give you what you want.

“Wish it was my cock instead hm, baby? Grinding on my hand like a bitch in heat for fucks sake.”

Getting no answer, he immediately pulls his fingers out your hole and all you can muster out is a whine in protest.

“Shut your fucking mouth,” he spits out into your ear, “you asked for this,” as he takes it upon himself to rip your dress off, completely ruining the dainty material. You’re left bare in the freezing woods– quite opposite to his dressed figure. You cry out when he leans in to bite your neck, marking you with a fresh, red hickey.

“Hobi please not her-”

“Don’t cry like a bitch now and take what I give you,” grabbing your jaw, forcibly opening your mouth when a glob of saliva escapes his lips to land on your pink tongue.

“Uh uh, swallow” he commands when he sees you trying to reject his spit, shutting your mouth together, leaving you no choice but to swallow it.

He doesn’t stop at that, a chill of fear and excitement as you hear his belt buckle jingle and his fly being unzipped.

Looking over your shoulder, you get a slight of him spitting into his hand, using it as lube on his hard cock. 

He pushes your face back against the tree, grabbing both of your arms to put behind your back, restricting your movements as much as possible.

After what feels like years of torture, you feel his tip poke and prod against your hole. Within seconds, he slams inside of your poor swollen cunt, a gasp escaping your lips.

The once quiet forest is now filled with sounds of skin slapping and quiet grunts from the both of you. Your eyes roll back at his harsh thrusts, his cock constantly prodding at your sweet spot. You won’t last long.

“Mh- fucking gripping me, relax. Gonna fill up this cunt.”

Your walls clench even harder around him, the thought of him cumming inside you while being this vulnerable bringing you closer to your climax.

He delivers another smack to your ass, addicted to the way it moves under his force. 

 A few more pounds into your cunt and you’re cumming, a ring of cum gathered at the base of his cock. It leaves you shaking.

“Fucking made a mess of my cock, hm?” your boyfriend remarks. Despite the cold weather, you’re sweating. You try to get him to slow down his bruising thrust by pushing him away, while this only makes him smack your hands away and grip your hips harder.

His moans increasingly become louder than before, signaling he’s close. 

You begin to wince painfully from the overstimulation, not that he cares though.

“Shit” he breathes out, a warm sensation fills your cunt. His cum coating every bit of your walls, not stopping until he unloads every last drop inside of you.

He swiftly pulls out, letting you go as you stand there, body spent and legs shaking from the intense sex. 

He takes off his jacket to cover your body, and lands a kiss on your cheek.

“You’re a present in itself.”

Illicit Affairs — Hoseok

Pairing: Hoseok x reader (nicknamed Giggles)

Wordcount: 11.2k

Genre: Smut. A tiny little bit of angst and fluff too but. Smut.

Rating: 18+

Hi bumblebees! Thank you for staying with me so far and for being so kind with hey works and my continuously shifting schedule.

Quick plot! Hoseok and Giggles have just met: Giggles was the substitute for Mickey’s vet and she helped the doggo and Hoseok during an emergency, however the hour they spent together was enough for Hoseok to develop a quite intense crush for the young woman. He decides he wants to invite her for a date and picks his apartment as the location, going out of his way to try to impress her. However, the elegant dinner miserably crashed once his poor nerves abandon him. Fortunately, Giggles can take the reins, but is also willing to give them up at the right moment.

Special thanks to beta extraordinaire, @hobiandsprite​ I really love you. Please, don’t be sad and let those giggles out every now and then.

Moving on to The Big Stuff.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption, swearing. Basic BDSM training, Sir!Hoseok x sub!reader; safe sex, briefest mentions of masturbation (male and female), grinding, humping, making out, lots of tongue action, food play (and very messy one at it), cum play, cum eating, mild choking kink, one (1) breast slap, mild fetishism (panties, perfume/smells). Hoseok is overall very controlling, especially while he’s giving her basic training. There’s some sort of exhibitionism (if you like,,,, squint). Also Hoseok is a neurotic mess, Giggles is also quite tense and both like each other a lot, which leads to a few moments of weakness here and there. Mentions of vet emergency (don’t worry, Mickey is doing alright, he was just suffering from the hot temperatures).

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Steal The Show - Jung Hoseok

Synopsis: He was amazed by her. He knew how hard she'd worked for this moment, so being able to see her do her thing made him feel complete. She outshined the sun.

There was just one thing left he had to do.

Pairing: idol! Jung Hoseok x idol! fem reader

Genre: fluff, tiny bit of angst, friends to lovers

Word Count: 2.8k

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"J-hope! J-hope! J-hope!" The sound of cheers made Hoseok's heart shake with excitement. If there's any place he loved the most, it was being on stage.

Hoseok was wearing a pair of baggy jeans, an olive green tee-shirt, a black hoodie, and a black and white bomber jacket. Tonight, he was performing on the street (with J. Cole) for the first time. He was excited to showcase this stage for not just for Army, but for everyone. Especially for you.

You initially met Hoseok when you both were at an all-intensive dance class in New York City. He was shooting a music video, and you were attending university for dance. He was impressed with your dancing abilities, stepping back to watch just you when it wasn't his turn to dance. You moved as if you were made out of water, very fluid yet so in control of your body. He was amazed.

At the end of the lesson, Hoseok asked if you wanted to grab lunch. To be honest, you didn't really hear of BTS before meeting Hoseok. You figured he was your average guy from Queens who loved to dance. However, watching the dance practice videos he showed you at the cafe next door, you were amazed.

You didn't think the K-pop industry was for you though. You originally were trying to make it on Broadway, that's why you decided to attend school in the city. You wanted to network and make connections, wanted to go to auditions when you had free time. The politics involved in the Western music industry turned you off completely.

When JYP announced they were doing auditions across America, you decided to take the jump. It also helped that Hoseok pushed you to just try out.

"I'm not saying I want you to become an idol. I'm not saying I want you to move here to Korea. Even though I'd love living in the same part of the world as you," he said over FaceTime, laughing. "But it doesn't hurt to audition! Worse case, the audition is good experience for the next one you do."

He was right there. You just needed to put yourself out there. You've only done a few casting calls for ensembles, but you wanted a challenge. You wanted to attempt to go for a lead. And to an extent, auditioning for a music company was a challenge. It was out of your wheelhouse, but Hoseok reassured you that the k-pop industry drew people from all over the world from all sorts of backgrounds.

And somehow, you made it past the first audition. You sang "Fast Car" to showcase your singing abilities, even though you come from a dancing background. You were then asked to freestyle a dance, which honestly was the easiest part of the audition. It probably was easy considering you and Hoseok often freestyled with each other over FaceTime when you were in your own respective dance studios.

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"Hoseok?"

He looked over his shoulder, a smile immediately on his face. He knew that voice anywhere.

"Y/n." You were wearing a light blue dress. There was a cutout in the shape of a heart surrounded by silver rhinestones. hugged around your thighs, showing off the white fishnet stocks. You wore a matching pair of white block-heeled boots that stopped short of reaching your knee. Your hair was down in curls, framing your face. You looked divine.

Before he knew it, you walked right up to him and hugged him tightly. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to him. He got a smell of your perfume, something that he's grown very fondly over. It smelled like cherries and vanilla. A scent he favored resonated with you.

"I've been looking for you all over," you giggled. His heart swelled at the thought of you searching for him.

"Well know you've found me," he winked. "You ready to go kill it out there?" "And know that you're watching me? Of course."

Hoseok wasn't sure what the line-up was. He only knew that he was geared towards the end of the showcase. He always loved watching what other artists and groups came up with, sometimes making their usual performances extra special. Hoseok also liked being the one to watch smaller acts, giving them a source of encouragement as they were just at the start of their careers.

He also strategically placed himself here, right at the side of the stage, so he could watch you. Not only did he want to watch you perform, but he wanted to be the first and last person you saw before and after being on stage. He wanted to cement himself as your biggest supporter, in more ways than one. "Y/n, five minutes. Let's get you into position," one of the backstage crew announced.

That's how it always goes when it comes to performances like this. It was hectic all over. People were running around, making sure the appropriate stages were in place and artists were ready to go. It was one after the other, no real break until the last performance.

You looked up at him, a slight frown tugging onto your lips. You were hoping to have more time to catch up with Hoseok before taking to the stage.

"Promise to be here when I get back?" "Angel, I'm not going anywhere."

This time, he kissed you on your cheek before moving his lips to your ear. He could feel the eyes on him, not wanting to tell him to hurry up but also getting a bit antsy. Hoseok was a gentleman, so he could be quick.

"I'm always going to be here. Go rock that stage so you can return back to me."

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I feel so much lighter like a feather with you out my life With you out my life

The crowd screamed as you were twirled around the stage. If anyone was born to be on stage, it was you. You were smiling wide during the instrumental part of your song, your backup singers the harmonies.

You were done by the stage extender, interacting with your fans. Truth be told, you were surprised people were that responsive to you. You felt like you were at the start of your career, still trying to build a name for yourself. Of course, you took nothing for granted.

Hoseok wasn't surprised. He has seen your rise to fame happen both in person and online. People were captivated by you, but he wanted to make sure you knew he was front of the line.

Right now, you were performing a song you had written to your ex-boyfriend. Hoseok remembered that night so vividly. He had never seen anyone write a song that quickly besides Yoongi. You used all your anger to channel into this particular song. Your ex doubted that you could make it, he didn't see your potential.

But Hoseok did. He knew you were a shining star. You just needed the right support system to boost your confidence and help you pursue you dreams.

And you were blessed to have someone like Hoseok in your life. Not even someone, a man like Hoseok. He made it easy for you to forget your ex boyfriend. He was the one who reassured you, uplifted you, and showed you love. You weren't sure if there was a chance of you two getting together, but you were a wishful thinker.

it feels so good not carin' where you are tonight And it feels so good not pretending to like the wine you like

Your hips were swaying as you strutted back up to the main part of the stage. The crowd went wild for you as you ran your hands through your hair, letting it fall back down to your back.

Once you were center stage, you glanced over your shoulder. You grinned to see Hoseok still to the side of the stage, watching you. You winked at him before looking towards the crowd again.

I slam the door

You kicked up your foot as you were closing the door. You wore a smirk. Here goes nothing. I hit ignore

With your back towards Hoseok, you bent over slightly. The amount of times you ignored texts and calls from your ex were too high too count. You knew one thing for sure though. You would always pickup for Hoseok.

Hoseok's eyes widened as he watched you. That's new. Was that intended for him? Were you responding to what he said to you before you were whisked away to get on stage? He bit his lip gently, a smirk on his lips. He was proud of how far you've come, both in your personal life and professional career. But he couldn't help but feel his ego swore as he thought you were showing off for him.

Well played, y/n.

I'm saying, no, no, no, no more I got you blocked Excited to never talk

You were standing up straight again. You popped your hip slightly. The hand not holding your bedazzled microphone also resting on your hip. You wore a smirk.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

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The stage lights went dark as you bowed to the crowd. There was a loud roar of cheers, fans begging you to stay. You blew a kiss though before you were escorted off stage. Your mind was in the clouds, overjoyed by the outcome of your performance. That couldn't have gone any better!

There was just one thing left to do to truly make this a night to remember. Someone handed you a water bottle as your chest rose and fell rapidly, your heart racing from the performance and adrenaline rush you were experiencing. You grabbed the water, but kept your eyes locked forward.

From the moment you left the stage, your eyes were locked on Hoseok. You didn't have to go searching for him. He stayed as he promised. He wore a wide smirk as he waited for you, members backstage of the production and your manager checking in with you. "Y/n, we can either stay to watch the rest of the show or head back to the hotel." "I'm staying."

Once you finally were away from the staircase leading to the stage, the crowd around you began to disperse slightly. You passed the water bottle in your hand to your manage before you took off running towards Hoseok.

You weren't thinking straight. All you knew was that you needed to get to him. It was as if something had possessed you because before you knew it, you were jumping into his arms. He caught you easily, the two of you in a fit of laughter. "That was amazing, y/n! You are amazing," he said, grinning. You grinned back at him. Your hands rested on his shoulder as he twirled you around a bit. Everyone around you figured you had a close friendship. A very close one, indeed. But after the exchanges between the two of you, that was going to take a step up. You were sure of it, but just not in the eyes of public.

"Come on, I think we got some talking to do, sweetheart. I got a little bit before going on stage."

Hoseok gently set you back down to your two feet, but had a hand securely on your lower back. People eyed the two of you as you passed by. Artists that you admired, friends, and others congratulated you on a successful stage. All you could do was smile and bow politely, both out of breath but also trying not to stop too long for a conversation. You weren't trying to be rude. You just had other priorities.

His thumb caressed your lower back. You didn't have to question where you were going. You always put all your trust into Hoseok. He has prove time and time again his loyalty and his sincerity towards you. He was a rare find in a world that tended to be more cruel than kind.

After a few moments, mainly with you focusing on the feeling of his touch, you found yourself out of his dressing room. He pushed it open, motioning for you walk through the threshold first.

"Always the gentleman, aren't you, Hobi?"

He chuckled and shrugged, watching as you walked in first. Once he made sure you were safely in the room, he closed the door behind him. He locked in, not wanting to get interrupted again like before.

This time, he let his heart take over rather than his mind. He came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you from behind. You giggled in surprised, letting out a soft gasp as he lifted you up with ease. Wow, he's gotten stronger since the last time you saw him.

Carefully, he had you sit on the counter of the makeup vanity set up. His makeup team from the company already had done the makeup they needed to do earlier. They opt for a more natural look, seeing as this song was personal for Hoseok. And much to your happiness, you got his bare face all to yourself.

Your legs were slightly parted, allowing Hoseok to slip in between them. Biting your lip gently, you gazed up into his eyes. You were trying to cipher what could be going on in his mind. You were getting all the right signals from him to confirm your assumptions, but you wanted to make sure you weren't jumping to conclusions. One of your hands gripped the edge of the counter, the other hand resting on his forearm.

"Y/n, I think I'm done playing games," he murmured. One of his hands rested by yours. Not exactly touching, but your want to feel his skin on yours burned within you. His other hand lifted up to brush the hair out of your face. He tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear. His hand then gently rested on your cheek.

The confidence you had on stage melted away. You could feel your body warm up, seeing how close you were and how alone you truly now. The chaos outside was white noise. All your attention was on Hoseok without any interruptions. He smirked seeing the shy side of yourself starting to appear once again.

He loved witnessing all the sides of you. While yes, you two were prominent in each other's lives, he wanted to learn more about you.

"I'm not sure I know what you're talking about," you said softly.

He scoffed. "Really? You don't remember that little stunt you pulled on stage? Come on, darling, you trying to tell me something?" "But what about you, Hoseok? What was that you told me earlier?"

He hummed, nodding his head. "That's the games I'm talking about. Why don't we cut to the chase, huh? Stop torturing ourselves?"

This time, you nodded in agreement. You were onboard to full send, to take this friendship into uncharted territory for the two of you. Yes, it was scary to take this friendship into a level that most friends don't go. However, if Hoseok was willing, so were you.

Wanting to take back a bit of control of the situation, you slightly tilted your head. Your lips hovered right underneath his. His breathing seemed to hitch, which caused you to smirk.

Look who is now turning soft.

Truthfully, you made him weak and he thrived off being your weakness. It was as if subconsciously you two always knew you had feelings for each other. Yet, for the sake of the friendship, you oppressed any feelings you had. You were at the point now that you were boiling over and it was all seeping out. Everyone else saw how you two stared at each other with hearts in your eyes. You both were just catching up to speed.

"How do you propose we stop torturing ourselves, huh? Tell me, Hobi. What's been on your mind?" "You're the only thing ever on my mind, y/n," he murmured.

The way his voice dropped an octave made you want to whimper. You felt small with him towering over you. He knew the little things to do to make you weak in the knees.

"I'd just like it if you no longer live in my fantasies and were actually mine. That way I can make every thought I have into a legitimate plan with you." "Then make it happen."

Hoseok's eyebrow raised yet he was intrigued. His hands moved to your hips, pulling you slightly closer to him until you sat right at the edge of the counter. Your legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him close to your as well.

He began lean in, his lips grazing yours. You both sighed in contact. So close yet not quite there.

Before his lips could fully press against yours, there was a knock at the door. "J-hope, 5 minutes!" Dammit! He smirked as he pulled away while your frowned, disappointed to not get to kiss him quite yet. You raised an eyebrow, surprised to see him not more disappointed. "All good things come with time. Just had to get one more game in before winning you over. I'll see you after my set."

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Note: I originally got inspired from listening to Steal the Show by Lauv. since seeing Elemental a few months ago. I also have been obsessed with Sophia Carpenter's performances of Feather while she's been the opening act for Taylor Swift's Eras Tour in South America so my mind got a little creative haha

Hope you enjoyed it!!

D-Day - the series

Track 3 - Huh?! feat J-Hope

What’s It Take?

Word Count: 3.11k 

Pairings: Jung Hoseok x Y/n (Reader) 

Rating: 18+/Mature/Explicit Warnings: Fuck boy behavior/talk, kissing, unprotected sex (started), fingering, squirting, thirsting in general, gothy/emo Hobi energy. 

Genre: PwP/Smut 

AUs: Friends to lovers (essentially) 

Summary: Jung Hoseok is Mr Sunshine. His usual night out at the club doesn’t go as planned and the person everyone runs to for comfort runs to YOU this time, with results you never expected. 

Author’s Note: For my wifey (a very special request) based on Jack In The Box teaser concept photo Hoseok. She’s really going through it and I am too. 

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Wyd?

It was the kind of text you’d never gotten before, only heard about. And you never believed it was possible until tonight. 

On your couch, phone near your calf as you stretched out and stared at the latest episode of The Daily Show. The vibration got your attention and you rolled your eyes, seeing the single line text.

3 letters. From the last person you’d expect: Jung Hoseok.

Mr Sunshine. Mr Happy Fucking Day.

Mr Ray of Light, filling up the room. Bragging all week about tonight. Friday night… You checked the time: 10:30?

Not even really late by party standards.

Your brows knitted as you double checked the time, then texted back ‘Nothing. What’s up?’, then went from delivered to read in record time. The check mark went green so fast you blinked and missed it.

Shit night. Can I come by? 

Of course you said yes.

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I’m down so bad for j hope right now the only solution is a lobotomy

Hey! No one's getting a lobotomy on my watch LMAO

Work from home | JHS mini drabble

tags: smut, little to no plot. word count: 1200

 “I’ll call the creative team and have them prepare the slides for our meeting tomorrow with our client.”

It’s similar to all the meetings from home you had, dressed into a fancy button up with either a panty or sweatpants. It’s almost one hour left before you get to log off and end your day, your office slash dining table was a frightening mess, two coffee cups, the leftovers from our breakfast, an unbelievable amount of shredded papers and tissues, and your pair of socks that you had taken off  a couple hours ago when your legs felt hot. You were always like that when you were focused on your work, you wouldn’t pay enough attention to the surroundings of you whatsoever.

“Of course Y/n, and tell them to have the slides ready by tomorrow afternoon, and I’ll be sure to call the marketing team to stay in touch with them.” Your boss who’s also working from home answers you.

You hear the door to your house unlocking before you look at the time, Hoseok is back earlier than usual. He flashes you a smile and your eyes struggle to stay focused on the screen and you fight the urge to smile back at your man when you’re in the middle of a meeting.

“I’ll be back in a second sir, let me get the notes I wrote earlier.” You mute your video call and getup to hug Hoseok and grab his thermal cup from his hands. “Hi honey.” He wraps his arms tightly around you carrying up from the floor. “Hey, how’s your day? You’re back early.”

‘I’ve been thinking about you the entire day.” He presses his lips against yours. “I miss you too, but hey, I’m in the middle of a meeting, I’ll log off in like an hour you can probably shower until then and rest a little so we can have dinner.”

He looks at the dining table behind you before turning his gaze towards you. “Are you doing okay?

“Yeah, the chaos means I’m being productive” You kiss his lips again. “Go change, I have to get back to my meeting.”

He nods and takes his thermal cup to the kitchen, washing it and taking his time to clean it along with the other dishes, before heading towards the bedroom, taking off his suit and putting it in the laundry basket and taking a quick shower. It’s the bare minimum, but him doing the dishes and putting away laundry made you flip head over heels for him.

He gets dressed and walks back towards your make believe office and smiles subtly before picking up your used cups and tissues and taking them back to the kitchen, he takes a couple of trips back and forth to clean your surroundings and makes sure you’re all comfortable while you’re being productive.

It grabs his attention when you argue with your boss over a stupid thing, the stern tone in your voice along with your posture moved something inside him. It makes him think how this strong woman  holding up a meeting can grow weak and vulnerable in his own arms when you’re in bed with him.

Hoseok’s intrusive thoughts always got the best of him, and when it comes to you he’d grow week too. So he gets down on his knees and crawls under the table closer to you. Right when he spreads your legs to sit between them you nudge his shoulder to stop when you’re mid talking.

And he’s totally unbothered, he hooks his fingers into your panties and pulls it further down to your ankles. And honestly it’s not his first time doing this, so you know your hopeless attempts of stopping him will end up failing, he simply just gets what he wants, and right now he wants you.

He presses one kiss onto your cunt and usually he would savor how you taste and verbalize how much he enjoys your taste on his tongue, but he got used to eating you out in the middle of your meetings so he stays quiet.

He hooks your arms onto your thighs and pulls you towards him a little to reveal more off your cunt to him.

And you are trying to hold on in front of your lap top camera and you barely can, one hand is under the table running through his hair and tugging onto it, and the other one is supporting your chin in a desperate try to cover your mouth, and it works.

Your eyes almost roll to the back of your head when he wraps his mouth around your cunt, enveloping it entirely in his mouth to slurp on it and eat you out like it’s his last meal alive. He would kill to see your face trying hard to hide the pleasure but too bad the dining table is in the way.

“Yes, I’ll have everything ready by tues—tuesday.” You almost choke on your words when he fucks your cunt with his tongue, his fingers circulating you bean to deliver more pleasure and it’s about to drive you crazy.

Your chest heaves faster and you tug harder on his hair when he bops his head to fuck you with his tongue and you feel your stomach tightening, he forcefully pushes your legs back open when you try and close them around his head, and to deliver even more pleasure he pushes in his index and middle finger and slowly beings to move them in and out of you, this time his mouth enveloping your clit and sucking onto it.

“Mmm.” Escapes your mouth and clear your throat to try and mask it, you could easily predict Hoseok and you know he’d be smirking and he’d be totally proud of himself to make that little moan escape of out you.

He doesn’t think again before pushing in his ring finger and fucking you repeatedly with all his three fingers while flicking and sucking onto your tiny throbbing bean, his tongue even collects your juices and his own eyes close at the sweet taste of you that he never gets sick of.

Your fingernails almost dig into his scalp when you feel yourself about to release, your legs are still trying to fight his strength and close but he’s way stronger than you are. He curls his fingers against your spot and doesn’t stop, and you can clearly hear the wet sound from your pussy and you wonder if the can hear it.

“Y/N, any thoughts on that?” Your boss asks and you immediately answer with a shaky voice. “N-no, all good, so good.”

You fight the urge to call out his name off of the top of your lungs when you finally cum, you feel the entire orgasm in you back and shoulders and your body heats up more than it already is, and he’s still fucking you through your orgasm, your cunt repeatedly clenching around his soaked fingers.

“That’s all for today, we’ll see you tomorrow morning” Your boss finally ends the meeting and the camera finally turns off.

“Fuck you, Jung Hoseok.”

“You’re welcome, next time maybe we can show them that this mouth can do other things too.”