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1 year ago
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot
 4/100 Days Of Min Yoongi | Hes Just So Hot

⁂ 4/100 days of min yoongi | he’s just so hot


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1 year ago

Hi can I request a Yoongi x reader where she’s naturally very sweet and shy and she hides her face in his chest. Thank you, I love your work ☺️💜

i wasn’t sure which path to take here, so buckle up - we’re going on a journey! 😂 ft. smug yoongi, king of teasing

Hi Can I Request A Yoongi X Reader Where Shes Naturally Very Sweet And Shy And She Hides Her Face In

Yoongi’s favorite color was whatever shade of pink your cheeks turned when you blushed. Cherry blossoms mixed with bashfulness, nestled in your soft skin and underscored with a tiny whine. Coincidentally, that was his favorite sound. Well, one of them; tied for first was his name in your voice, whenever and however you said it.

He’d recently discovered a new way to pull all three out of you at once. All it took was a densely crowded place, and four short words.

Walking through Hannam-dong, your fingers were laced with his; warm despite the unrelenting chill in the air. Your eyes were focused on bright orange leaves getting lost in the wind, twirling and spinning, miraculously avoiding the ground. And, all the while, you were smiling - though he suspected you didn’t realize it.

Perfect, he smirked to himself.

So completely disarmed, you didn’t see it when he dropped to one knee. You just kept walking, observing. Only after his stagnant arm tugged you slightly backwards did you notice his absence from your side. You spun around and gasped when you finally saw him there. Immediately, he saw hints of it - that perfect flush - tickling at the apples of your cheeks.

Check.

A crowd was pooling around you both as your shocked mouth froze open. The older passersby were put off by his brashly modern gesture, but those closer in age were audibly giddy with anticipation.

“Will you marry me?” He beamed up at you under cartoonish, batted lashes. Waiting, waiting -

“Yoongi!”

Checkmate.

A triple whammy: his name elongated by your musical little whine, and then your left hand gripping the collar of his coat. You exerted no effort in hoisting him to his feet; he was an obedient follower, always. As soon as he was upright again, your face was buried into the cable knit sweater you’d picked out for him. So cute, so impossibly shy.

He could feel the heat of your embarrassment through the fabric, just like you could feel his self-satisfied laughter shaking down from his shoulders. Not for nothing, both of you could feel the confused stares from the audience you’d attracted. They could wait all day, and they’d still never hear your answer to his question -

“How many times are you going to do this to me?” You groaned, nestling further into his chest. Every word was muffled, but he knew exactly what you’d say whether he heard it or not.

- because none of them were present the first time he asked, two months ago. Or the countless times he’d asked since. At Lotte World, the Leeum, Hakdong Park…

He kissed the top of your head, then rested his chin gently over that same spot, “Can’t say for certain,” he teased with a smirk, “But the terms of this contract mean you have to stick around to find out.”


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3 years ago

- charade, 6 ; kth

fake dating au, roommates au, 2k

note: aurrr i haven’t rlly been inspired for writing charade lately, but i managed to finally get this chapter done!! hope u enjoy it, i kno it’s shorter than the last but it’s still pretty fun! yoongi in this chapter……man. tae got some competition lemme tell u.

warnings: yoongi’s hands-on revision gna give me brain melt…oh to be oc. also taehyung…… >:( we r mad at him

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You don’t see Taehyung for almost a week since the night of the benefit, through no fault of your own, or Tae’s. Both of you are busy with work stuff, and by the time you get home, you’re too tired to wait up to see Taehyung get in from whatever he’s doing. 

Still stuck between two specialisms - trauma and plastic surgery, two vastly different sides of the medical field - you spend most of the week revising for the exams you will be taking within a few months, using your time between patients to look through notes and journals, and absolutely not replaying the several wonderful minutes you had Taehyung’s face between your thighs over and over again in your head. 

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