Min Yoongi Drabble - Tumblr Posts

yeah, like this? (m) || myg

pairing : yoongi x fem!reader

genre : smut, pwp

rating : m (18+); minors dni

summary : your boyfriend lures you to the couch of his studio just by a single look.

word count : 845

warnings : swearing, kissing, penetrative protected sex, clit slapping, hair tugging (i mean, ofc), marking, yoongi in this selca is BAD.

author's note : ha ha ha. are we surprised anymore? ik ik i almost came up with smth fluffy too but decided on this instead. thanks to nix @highly-functioning-mitochondria and meg @yoongukie-ff but we will get that one also !! and someone get a hold on me cause i CANT seem to stop myself from writing smth everytime this man posts like hello sir?? we are already on our knees. anyways. unedited and written on a whim as always.

mood : sweat - zayn

mlist | taglist

"Yoongi, ah." you whine as he holds your waist tightly and your fingers graze the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Yeah, doll?" he grunts and thrusts his hips, making you a whimpering mess in his hold.

He brings a hand between your legs, to where your bodies are joined and slaps your clit as you shudder and weave your fingers through his hair, tightly tugging at the strands you love oh so dearly.

"Please." you moan.

"Please what? I need words." he smirks and you roll your hips over his, tipping your head back when he comes forward to feast on the soft skin of your neck.

He kisses it and sucks, his tongue peeking out to glide over the points he knows all too well. You increase your pace as you feel his ministrations make your entrance even slicker, making it easy for him to move inside you.

"Please, move faste- aah." he bucks his hips up as his cock hits your g-spot and all your words die in your throat.

"Yeah, like this?"

You feel devoured and he looks ravenous. Your hands move through his locks and he moans, as you angle your body in a way so that he repeatedly hits all your sweet spots.

"Mhm." you try to answer when he brings you forwards and locks you in place with his hands wounded around your waist tightly. He then starts to carry out your request and you'd be lying if you say you didn't feel your soul leave your body.

He is fucking into you at a pace that has you crying, resting your forehead onto his as you see his parted lips and flush cheeks, eyebrows knit in concentration and chest rising and falling incredibly fast. You know you are in the same state and when he looks up at you with the feeling of lust mixed with love, his gaze gentle but dark enough to shake your insides, you moan and capture his lips with yours.

They move slowly, taking their time, at first and you feel his cock move languidly, but still perfectly bringing you nearer to the edge. Soon, it's all teeth and tongue and he bites on your lower lip as he once again starts moving faster.

"Oh my god, this pussy will," he moans at your lips and you feel the shivers make your already full entrance throb.

"Yeah?" you close your eyes and kiss his forehead, rather sloppily.

"Will take my life one day. It's so perfect."

You feel the knot tighten at his words and you grip him tightly, knowing you'll form bruises on his neck. His white shirt rides up a not-so-decent amount when he moves his hips on the couch, ramming into you, and you feel yourself almost drooling.

"Just. Like. You.", he punctuates each sentence with a thrust and you finally break down for good, coating his cock with your cum and your cheeks with your tears.

Your eyes roll back into your head from the intensity of your orgasm as you all but see white in front of your closed lids, the object of your affection, or if you may say, cause of your ruined state, still moving inside you, and at last with a final thrust and moan, spilling inside the condom.

You both stay in the same position for a while, reveling in the after effects and the euphoric state of the mind-blowing session you just had.

From the session you remember, your boyfriend was having a rather stressful recording session when he lured you into his studio and in that goddamn couch with a selca from an angle you were seeing him from now.

You look over your shoulder and see the daw open on his pc with some channels sporting an audio clip. You look back at him and see him already looking at you with a fucked out expression, same as yours. He brings your face down to his and kisses your nose, moving to pull out from you.

You grimace as you stand up from his now softening cock and slide down beside him on the couch, your top stained with sweat and panties and jeans strewn about on the floor.

"Don't you have to complete this track by tomorrow?" you laugh when you see him make a not so polite face.

"Fuck, i have to." he stands up with a groan and discards his condom. He passes you a box of tissues and after you both clean up the mess, pulls his boxers and sweatpants back as you dress yourselves.

He takes a step towards his chair but before he moves further, he dips his body down over yours and pecks your lips sweetly.

"I love you." he gazes into the depth of your eyes and you melt into a pool of love.

"I love you too. Now go." and you push your boyfriend towards his desk so you can sit back and watch him work in peace, falling in love with him a little more, with each passing second.

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Min Yoongi Text Masterlist 📱

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•Random Best Friend Texts

Part 1

Sleepy Cats

Fandom: BTS

Pairing: Min Yoongi × Female Reader

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"What are you doing here?" Yoongi asked eyeing the pillow and blanket on my hands, as I stood in front of his studio door.

"I can't sleep alone." I said.

Yoongi walked up to me and grabbed the pillow from my hands, "You can't sleep in here."

"Didn't you hear what I said?" I pouted, "Yoongi, I'm not going to sleep alone. Now, either you come to the bed with me or I sleep here on the couch while you work."

Yoongi sighed and nodded, "alright!"

I prepared my bed on his studio couch and lied down. Yoongi, putting on his headphones, went back to his work.

"How heartless!" I thought.

After what seemed like a tormenting hour of tossing and turning, I walked up and stood behind him long enough for him to notice me.

He pulled back his headphones, "What now?"

"Come lie with me till I sleep." I demanded.

"Please go back to the bed. I told you, didn't I? You can't sleep in here." He ignored me again and turned back to his screen.

I grabbed the Shooky plushie from his table and went back to the couch. Yoongi glanced back at me. I held Shooky tightly on my arms and closed my eyes shut forcefully.

"Make some space for me, please." I looked up and saw Yoongi standing beside me.

We were squeezed in the little space of the couch. I rested my head on his chest while he slowly caressed my hair. Hearing his heartbeat was really soothing.

"Don't stress yourself too much." Yoongi whispered in my ears.

I let out a chuckle, "Look, who's giving me advise about relaxing!"

Yoongi smiled and pulled me into a tighter embrace, "Now close your eyes and go to sleep."

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My Masterlist

Sweet Morning

Fandom: BTS Pairing: Min Yoongi x Female Reader

It seemed like I had one of the worst weeks possible. With loads of work on hand, I barely spend any time with Yoongi for the past few days. Being a workaholic, he didn’t have time for me either.

I was having disturbed sleeps. I would keep waking up every now and then hearing the slightest noise. And again, work for the whole day at a stretch without much scope for a nap.

Today, it was different. I was finally able to had a nice long sleep at night. The one that make you feel refreshed and I dare say, happy afterwards. But the most beautiful part of my morning was waking up. Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was Yoongi’s smile.

“Slept well?” he asked while gently resting his hand on my head.

I nodded sleepily, an automatic smile coming to my face as his hand ran down to my cheek.

“I was watching you for a while. You were sleeping like a baby.”

“Yeah,” I said, “It was a good one after quite some time.”

“Now, get up quickly. I made breakfast.”

Leaving a soft kiss on my forehead, Yoongi went straight to the kitchen.

My Masterlist

Disguise

Fandom: BTS

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Female Reader

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I buttoned up my shirt slowly. I could see Yoongi putting on his clothes through the corner of my eyes while I picked up my pants from the floor. As I struggled to get into them, Yoongi waited patiently, not saying anything to break the awkward silence.

There was nothing left to be said. I was already someone else's. I knew it and so did he. Whatever happened tonight was all a stupid mistake. That's all.

But my heart said otherwise. It had recognized it's true owner and wanted to belong to him without terms and conditions. But being with Yoongi meant terms and conditions. A loads of it. And I wasn't ready to accept them yet.

Hence, this stupid mistake was the only way to quench the thirst of our burning souls.

I hurriedly picked up my bag from the table of the hotel room and took out my phone to call an uber to drive me back to my apartment. As one of my hands reached the doorknob, Yoongi grabbed me by the wrist of the other one.

I turned back slowly without lifting my gaze towards his face. He placed another hand on my waist and pulled me closer. I rested my head on his chest. Yoongi gently caressed my back while a tear rolled down my cheek.

Yoongi left a soft kiss on my forehead before heading back towards the bathroom. My heart felt heavy with the feeling of love and guilt.

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My Masterlist

Missing soft Yoongi 😭😭🥹, he’s such a comfort person and love how you perfectly portrayed it 😭

SO HIM- MIN YOONGI

I missed yoongi, so here is a small drabble🫂

Pairing: idol!yoongi × female reader

Warnings: none. It's fluff. Slightly suggestive in the beginning. You miss him. Making out.

Words: 1.2k words

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At this point, you couldn't even smell him in your bed anymore. Him being cooped up in his studio has its own pros and cons. Pros being the new mind blowing songs he would produce for his fans which, ofcourse, includes you too, whereas the cons, you not being able to see him for days considering both of your busy schedules and him generally sleeping in the genius lab.

Motivation and inspiration can make a person workoholic, and Min Yoongi is an example of that. It's one of those nights where he would be overworking himself, and you know you would have to sleep without cuddling him or kissing him good night for the 4th time this week.

You missed your boyfriend so much.

You can't even remember when was the last time you felt him, like actually felt him, over you, behind you, beside you, beneath you, inside you.

Oh, you wanna feel him inside you so bad, the reminder of that stretch makes your stomach swirl.

You step into your room mindlessly, scrolling through your phone when a notification pops on your upper screen.

Catto: you up?

Seeing his text, you stop in the way to your bedroom. He rarely texts from work, and it makes your eyebrows furrow with concern when he pops up in your notification bar at 11:47 pm.

You: yes baby. All okay?

You wait for him to reply, which comes almost in 3 seconds. The three dots quickly turning into a message, saying,

Catto: i wanna see you doll, haven't seen you in ages, AND bumping in hallways doesn't count, baby. I miss you, sm :(

You: i miss you toooo baby:(((

Catto: :((((((((

You read his message and feel your bottom lip jut out due to his cuteness. You sigh sadly when you look at your empty bed covered with cold sheets along with his shirt lying on his side along with the pillow he uses.

Let's call it emotional support.

You want to visit him so bad, but the comeback is close, and you dont want to disturb him. Your mom always used to tell you, a relationship works only if you understand the difference between important things and priorities, responsibilities and duties, you both would need to understand what the other needs to prioritize at the moment.

So when you met Yoongi, you understood why your mom always said that. You know right now what priority and responsibilities are, so it doesn't make you insecure about the fact that you are also one of the most important things in his life. So, no matter how much you both miss each other, you can't just expect him to keep his job, his passion, the need of the moment, aside for a moment together.

Just like he doesn't expect you to keep your job and passion aside, he knows how important it is for you and vice versa.

You spend the next ten to fifteen minutes getting comfortable on your side of the bed. Picking up the book you left with a bookmark on the night table. But before you could pick it up, your phone rings.

You see Yoongi's picture smiling at you, but then your eyes focus on the time on the top left corner of your phone. It's 20 minutes past midnight. Concerned, you answer the call.

"Baby, everything okay?" You ask as soon as you pick up.

"Come downstairs, I brought chicken."

"What- why are you not coming upstairs?" You ask already halfway out of the bed, you hear him ruffling the polybags grumbling something about sauce so you run towards the kitchen to pick up his favorite hot sauce from the counter.

"I can't, babe. I have to return to the studio. Jungkookie's waiting. Moreover, if I come upstairs, I will end up sleeping the night and then regret it the next morning. You know? " He tells you, and you understand his worry, you have seen him regret a tiny 2 hour nap at his studio, resulting in a grumpy and irritated look on his face the whole day.

He also indirectly signals to you that he can't stay for long, so you rush down faster.

Its not like you dont want him to relax but you know he will just end up blaming himself up for it the next day fully convinced it was his mistake to relax when he needed to work no matter how much you try to calm him down.

Yes. Speaking from experience.

"Coming, bubs." You hang up and step into the elevator after checking the door, hands filled with a hot sauce bottle and two water bottles. You smile when the elevator finally reaches the ground floor. The excitement feels like the time you two were dating, sneaking around, hiding from people, and the staff as well.

It's funny how Bang pd was the one to find out about you both before all the boys did. That day, you realized that Jin DOES NOT LIKE being left out on important stuff.

When you spot his car, you sprint towards it with a big smile. The windows are slightly tinted(security purposes), making you unable to see the smile that comes on his face after he spots you. You quickly open the door impatiently, and your smile widens more. He is wearing that white shirt of his, which makes you wanna worship the man, unbuttoned up to the second button, hair fluffed up due to running of his fingers multiple times.

You sigh happily when he pulls you in his arms as soon as you get into the car, not even caring about the car door still being slightly ajar.

"I missed you." His voice coming out muffled due to your hair.

"I missed you too, baby." You chuckle as you lean back, breaking the hug to close the door properly. Turning back you see that he has his head resting upon the seat while he looks at you with the prettiest smile you've ever seen.

Fuck, you love this man.

Leaning in again, he cups your cheek and kisses you, slow and soft, slowly sneaking his tongue into it. His hand places itself on your neck, and the other one reaches for your waist. Pulling you on top of him.

You get comfortable on his lap, kissing him as if he was water, and you just woke up thirsty at 3 in the night. Oh, you definitely were thirsty for him.

You felt so happy in the kiss you never wanted it to end. Fisting the white shirt in one hand as you let the other explore his fluffy and long hair. Some minutes later, he tries to pull back, but you dont let him, whining a 'no' with furrowed yet concentrated eyebrows, making him chuckles in the middle of your kiss.

"Baby the chicken?" He tells you with a laugh, shoulders bouncing with that pretty laugh of his. You watch his gummy smile with a silly little smile on your face as well.

You missed this so much. He raises his eyebrow once again when you flick the strand of hair sitting prettily over his forehead, tracing his nose bridge almost like in a trance.

"Well?" He asks again, and you then realize you zoned out. It's been 3 days since you had talked to him properly, and it would be an understatement to just say you missed him.

Smiling, you lean in for a quick peck once again, making him hum, in that deep voice of his. It reaches within you and somehow gives you so much comfort that you feel overwhelmed.

Not to sound overdramatic, but he makes you feel still, mentally, unlike the frantic thoughts that were always running around in your head when you were away from him.

He is just so perfect. So gorgeous, so calming, so 'him'.

You nod with a wide smile, booping his pretty nose,

"Okay baby, lets eat."

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Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Birthday…

Leaning over the worktop you smile as you watch your best friend who is surrounded by some of his closest friends, open the gifts they have bought him for his birthday. He smiles awkwardly as he opens them, he’s not one for the fuss of celebrating birthdays unless it’s someone else’s.

His smile though… you lose all train of thought when you see it and those lips… those fucking lips!

You watch on smiling as he continues to squirm, he looks over to you every now and again for reassurance/plead for help.

You laugh at his awkwardness but your heart is fit to burst at his gaze, you’re convinced this crush you have for him will eventually be the death of you.

You haven’t had chance to give him your gifts yet, he has enough to keep him busy and you’d rather wait until everyone leaves but the more you watch on, the more insecure you get about the gifts you’ve bought. After all his friends all have thousands if not millions in the bank and you have… well let’s not go there.

You slowly put your hand over your gift bag and slide it to the back of the worktop behind his toaster, hoping no one notices. You look up and catch him watching you, you smile while resting over the counter trying to act cool as he looks at you with a wrinkled brow and confused expression covering his face.

It’s getting late and after a few rounds of drinks people start to leave till it’s just you and Yoongi, like a thousand times before, but why does this time feel a little more awkward?

You’re finishing up the last of the dishes when he rests his arm along your shoulder, pulling you to him.

“Thank you for helping but you don’t need to do that YN, come have a drink with me?”

“It’s ok, there’s just a couple left to do” you smile

“I’ll fix us a drink then… eh? what’s this you’ve been hiding? Ooooh Is it for me?” He asks excitedly “Let me see”

“Aaaaagh no! Not yet… erm I ahh… I still have one more I need to wrap” you panic and grab the bag.

“That’s ok let me see”

“No, I need to give you them all together”

“You’re being weird, let me see them” He makes a grab for them.

“Nope!” You say laughing nervously as you quickly switch hands.

“Yah! Give!” He yells, laughing.

You quickly move to the other side of the bench. Looking around you turn to make a run for it, you have no idea where to but you can’t help but laugh at the thought of teasing him more.

“Yah! Where are you running to?!” He laughs as he chases after you.

You run along the hallway not sure which door to hide behind but he’s right behind you.

“Shhhhhiiit!” You laugh, quickly turning to hide the gift bag behind your back and lean against a bedroom door.

He catches up to you holding his hands out to stop himself from crashing onto you. His hands slap the door either side of your shoulders… there’s barely any space between the two of you. He grabs your waist tickling you in the process. “No, no… no tickling please stop!”

He moves his hands to your shoulders, you can feel his breath on your cheek.

“Can I have my gifts… please?” He whispers

Fuuuuck… did his voice just get deeper?

“No” you say as you look to the floor unable to match his gaze..

“Why though, they are for me aren’t they?”

“Yes but it’s just a little something… it’s nothing much”

“Good, so let me have them then?”

“But I…”

“Seriously?… Why?… What’s wrong?” He asks sounding a little annoyed

“It’s just that… well my gifts aren’t as lavish as everyone else’s” you blush.

“Are you joking me? I look forward to yours the most… please let me see?” he leans in closer, tilting his head trying to look in your eyes.

“Yoongi… please…”

“Well if I can’t have them… can… you be my gift?” He whispers, leaning in closer to you with his eyes locked on your lips.

“What?” You can feel your face flush.

“You heard me…”

He pecks your lips softly, then again gently sucking on your bottom lip while his hands pull you in closer to him. You run your fingers through his hair, moving your hands to the side of his cheeks, you push his head from you so you can try to read his face.

“Don’t tease me Yoongi… don’t kiss me unless you mean it”

He doesn’t hesitate and pulls you in to him, you kiss each other desperately he slowly pushes you up against the door. Your hands now all over each other.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long Y/N” he whispers before kissing you sloppily.

“Happy Birthday” you whisper in his ear, then lightly kiss down his neck.

He moves a hand from your waist, reaching round you he twists the handle of the door pushing it open. Without breaking from the kiss he starts to back you into the bedroom. There’s a thud as the gift bag hits the floor. You both stare at it, then look back at each other smiling.

“I forgot about your presents… you can open them if you’d like?” you smile.

“It’s ok, I want to open this one first”

He looks down as he pulls at the buttons on your jeans, untucking your t shirt from them while he softly kisses your cheek then your lips.

“Here let me help you unwrap it” you say taking him by the hand, pulling him over to his bed. He lets out a moan and bites his knuckles as he watches you unbutton your jeans, letting them slide to the floor.

“Aghh Y/N… I think I might like my birthdays again” he smirks.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Track List…

Leaning over the counter you gaze adoringly at your boyfriend, watching as he cooks up another no doubt delicious meal.

“Taste this please…”

Yoongi holds out a spoon to your lips

“Tell me what you think?”

“Yes Chef!” You take a taste “Ooh… That That I Like It” you smirk

He rolls his eyes and continues cooking.

“Should I make some rice to go with it?” He asks

“No, not today!” You grin

He tips his head back and let’s out a groan.

You slide round the work top moving closer to him.

He’s playing it cool giving you the side eye but you spot the corner of his mouth raise ever so slightly. Which only encourages you to aggravate him more.

You start bopping your head and shaking your hips, moving closer towards him as you bump your hips against his.

“Stop iiiit!” He laughs.

“Hey! I don’t need Permission to Dance!”

“Aaaaaaggh!… please Y/N!” Still laughing.

Standing behind him you wrap your arms around his waist, kissing his shoulders.

He lifts his arm up and over getting you in a gentle head lock and pulling you up to him as he plants a kiss firmly on your lips.

“Now do you regret teasing me because I couldn’t remember a couple of your hundred song titles?” You ask.

“No, no I don’t… not if it means you’ll grind your hips up against me just to tease me. Can I make one request though… please can we do it again but with our clothes off?”

Your mouth wide open, you gasp…

“Aaaaah” he says “Finally! no more witty comebacks eh, are you struggling to find an answer?” He teases.

“No…” you say as you scoot yourself up on the counter, legs wide open. “You guys just never wrote a song titled… Please stop talking and fuck me over this kitchen counter now”

He flicks the hobs off, flings the utensils in the sink as he moves over to you and positions himself between your legs. Grabbing your hips pulling you to him, he kisses you hard and whispers in your ear “You’re My Universe”.

Mature Content

Over 18’s Only

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Seven T’s…

“Aaaaaah my lover hath returned!” You declare loudly as you dramatically bow while opening the door to greet him…

You look up wondering why he’s so silent…

That’s because it’s the mailman with a stash of mail and not your boyfriend!

Red faced you laugh awkwardly “I’m so sorry, I thought you were…”

“Your lover?…” he laughs “I should be so lucky!”

“What’s going on here?” a deep voice interrupts.

“This must be him” laughs the mailman. “Can you sign for this one please? Ok, see you guys tomorrow… nice t-shirt by the way!”

“Erm should I be worried?” He asks grabbing your waist and pushing you through the door with him.

“About what?”

“You and the mailman? I hope you’re wearing something under that t shirt?”

“I have shorts on Grandpa!” You roll your eyes.

“Wait… what does it say on your t shirt?”

He turns you round and stretches your shirt out to see “Yoongi Marry Me!” in all its pink bedazzled glory!

“Ha ha! Yah!… what!?… wait is this your way of asking me?”

“No” you laugh “But… what would your answer be if I was?” you ask coyly

“Should I put my answer on a t shirt?” He leans in closer to you… stroking your hair behind your ear he whispers “I think you know exactly what my answer would be”.

He slowly kisses down your neck, then softly kisses your lips.

“It would be No!” he quickly grabs his bags and keys from the worktop and runs away down the hallway laughing.

“You fucker!” You laugh. “Fine!… Well next time I’m answering the door naked to the mail man!… Maybe he’ll love me!” You yell.

You hear footsteps thundering back down the hallway, with barely anytime to register he’s behind you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him. His mouth pressed hard against your ear “I never said I didn’t love you…” he growls.

He flips you round to face him “Don’t make eye contact with that mail man ever again” he kisses you hard “You’re mine!”

“I’ll have you know, no one owns me!… I am a strong independ…. Oh fuck me…”. He’s interrupting you by gently sucking on your ear lobe, kissing down your neck then moving on to your lips…

“Mine” he whispers before kissing you passionately.

Then he leaves you and saunters back down the hallway yelling “MINE!”

“Holy shit… that man!“ you sigh. He has you frazzled. You can’t remember what it was you were doing before the knock at the door? You take a deep breath, pull yourself together and get back to preparing dinner. Your lips still tingling from his touch.

A little while later you shout “Dinners ready Yoongs!”

“Oooh looks good! Thank you for the food my love. Wait has it changed colour?”

“Eh?”

“The t-shirt?… it was pink before and now it’s blue!”

“Oh… no I’d slopped food on it so just changed it.”

“Jesus how many of them do you have?”

“One for every day of the week and in different colours!”

“Yah!” He yells

“Hush! Just let me be! They’re my comfort t-shirts. Shut up and eat your food.” You say eating your noodles.

He suddenly leans over to you, you offer your noodle laden chop sticks to him but he shakes his head no, then softly swipes his thumb across the corner of your mouth to remove some sauce and settles back down sucking his thumb clean.

You catch yourself gazing adoringly at him, wondering how did you get so lucky?

He catches your gaze…

“Wait, don’t move…” he says softly

“What?! Why? Have I got more food on my face?” You pat at your cheeks.

“No”

“Then what is it?”

“Just let me look at you”

You blush “Oh stop Yoongi!”

“How did I get so lucky?” he asks

“Shut up!… I was literally just thinking the same thing about you!” He leans over and kisses you hard, you drop your chop sticks in the bowl moving them to one side as he pulls you over on to his lap.

“I love you you know?…”

“I know” you say in between kisses.

“Please don’t flirt with the mailman anymore though” he mumbles laughing into your boobs.

“Shut up!” you laugh! “He’s about 70 years old!… although he does look good in uniform” you wink.

“Yah!” He grabs your waist, tickling and pulling you into him “Mine remember?” he whispers.

“All yours my love… all yours” you assure him.

“Let’s clean up and watch some TV”

“Sounds good” you agree.

It’s not long before you both dose off on the sofa, wrapped in each other instead of watching TV.

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Weeks have passed and you have successfully resisted flirting with the mailman and you’re home after a busy and late day at work, fortunately it’s Yoongi’s turn to cook and you’re famished.

You start to enter the pin on the keypad but the door is quickly pulled open and Yoongi greets you, abruptly taking your coat and bag from you.

“Hi… is everything ok?” you ask.

“Yes fine, you’ve had a long day and your dinner is ready” he rushes you in.

“Good I’m starving!”

He walks behind you, his hands either side of your waist guiding you to the direction of the living room.

You turn to face him “What’s going on?”

He gently pushes you through the door. Your eyes scan the room and the floor, it’s covered with red and black rose petals scattered amongst giant lit candles.

You turn to him “I don’t understand?” You look down he’s on one knee, holding a ring in his hand outstretched to you. He puffs out his chest so you can see that he’s wearing a t-shirt bedazzled with “Y/N Marry Me?” across his chest.

You burst into tears “Is this really real?” You sob “Is it? Oh please let it be real?” You cry.

“It’s real my love” he wipes a tear from his cheek. “Will you be mine… for forever?”

You fall to your knees, grabbing his face you kiss him desperately “Oh Yoongi… you’ve made me so happy!” You cry.

“I love you Y/N” he cries scattering kisses all over your face. He slides the ring on your finger fitting perfectly.

“It’s beautiful Yoongi” you start to cry again. You stroke his chest with the “Y/N marry me?” across it “I love it!” You laugh.

“Here… these are for you…” he hands you a black box with a giant black ribbon. “They’re for when you’re officially my wife” he smiles.

There’s seven t-shirts all in different colours with the words “Yoongi Married Me!” across the chest.

“I can’t wait to wear them” you smile.

Mature content

Over 18’s Only

Min Yoongi x Reader

Hard…

“Baby?…Babe?” you hear that gorgeous deep voice call out to you.

“Come to bed?… please?” He holds out his hand to you.

“I just want to catch the end of this. Go back to bed I won’t be long”

He never has to ask you twice on any other occasion but when you’ve waited all week for the next episode of your favourite drama and need to wind down from work… this is your spot and you’re not budging for anyone. Not even your handsome, sleepy, husky voiced, bed haired love.

“Come to bed” he pouts “Can’t you watch it tomorrow?”

“I won’t have time tomorrow, just go to bed I won’t be long baby, I promise.”

“No…” he huffs. He stumbles through the hallway clambering over the sofa, he flops down by your side. He lifts your arm and tucks himself under you while wrapping his arm and leg over you…

“I can’t sleep, I keep waking up to cuddle into you but you’re not there” he mumbles into your boob and squeezing you tighter.

“Ok, Ok… shhhh” you cuddle him into you, gently stroking your fingers through his hair which usually helps him relax. You make the mistake of watching him dose back off, you take in a deep breath at the beauty of him.

“God you’re too cute you know… it would be so funny if people saw this side of you…”

“What do you mean?” He mumbles.

“That hard exterior people think you have but you’re just my soft, clingy boy” you gently squeeze him into you again.

“Yah!” He jumps up, yanks you by your hips and pulls you down so you’re now flat on the sofa underneath him and he straddles over you.

“I’m Soft… “ he kisses you hard.

“I’m Clingy!” He moans as he nibbles down your neck.

“Boy!?” He kisses you again, while his hand slowly wanders from your boob, to your hips then he grabs a firm hold of your arse and presses himself closer to you.

“I’ll have you know I’m hard…” he grinds himself slowly against you. You let out a little moan.

“Tough” he kisses you passionately “and a man” he grins.

“Baby I know… I can feel it” you smile as you lean in and kiss his neck, while grabbing a firm hold of his arse with both hands.

“Wait… what are you watching?” a sound from the TV catches his attention.

“Erm… All of us are dead… why?”

He quickly jumps up from the sofa “Yeah… nope!. I’ll let you catch up and come to bed when you’re ready! Goodnight, I love you…” he pecks at your lips then rushes down the hallway back to bed.

“What the fuck!” You laugh. “Wait! Where’s my hard, tough man gone?!”

“To bed! and you should follow him!” He yells.

You can’t help but smile to yourself at the fact you have to watch horror films on your own because your boyfriend point blank refuses to!

You finish the last 15 minutes and tip toe into your room, it’s pitch black. “Yoongs… are you awake?” you whisper.

“Babe… I can’t see a thing… Ooff!” You stumble near the bed. Total silence.

“Baby?… are you taking the piss?”

You lean down to turn your bedside light on.

Just then there’s an almighty bang and the door flings open from the en suite and Yoongi’s rushing towards you.

“FuckShit!… you fucking dick!” You scream as he grabs hold of you and flings you on the bed. “My heart is pounding you fucking dick!” You cry out.

“Let me feel?” He laughs.

“That’s not my heart!” He has his hand clamped on to your boob, smiling at you before kissing you softly on either cheek then pecking at your pouting lips.

“You scared the crap out of me…”

“I’m sorry my love”

“You’re awfully cocky, scaring me like that for someone who wont even watch a Zombie Tv show… my hard, tough man” you smile.

“Mhuh” he mumbles as he leans in and kisses you hard and slow, he grips either side of your pj bottoms and pulls them off, tossing them to one side.

He gently grinds himself against you and whispers “Let me show you how hard I am”.

“Oh fuck…” you moan.

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Over 18’s Only

Yoongi x Reader

Jeans

You were only supposed to be dropping off some food for Yoongi, so you had peace of mind that he had at least one meal today.

You’ve somehow ended up sitting on his lap, with his face nuzzled into your chest.

Your hand slowly rubbing up and down his back as he mumbles “Should I quit?”

“What? I can’t hear you?” you ask

“Should I quit?…” He laughs slightly hysterical.

“Don’t be stupid, you wouldn’t, you couldn’t!” you smile knowing he doesn’t mean it.

“You just need to actually rest on your rest days and stop overworking yourself” you run your fingers through his hair, tipping his head back you kiss his forehead.

He slides his hands round your waist and slowly up your back.

“Anyway you need to continue to work hard to be able to afford news jeans… all the ones you’re wearing have holes in them!” You playfully pull at the loose threads on his knee.

“These are designer baby… I’m rich… expensive!” He smiles as he tugs at his clothes.

You both burst out laughing as you playfully slap at his leg.

“How long does it take you to get into them? I bet you end up putting your foot right through them!”

“It’s easier to get out of them… here let me show you?!” He cheekily raises his eyebrow.

“Mr Min!” You gasp, clutching your hand to your chest dramatically.

“I’m sorry Y/N, that was rude of me”

“No… what’s rude is that I’m still waiting!… come show me!”