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Dear Namjoon | 14

Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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The ride back home was just filled with thoughts, I came here to be with jimin and dad. Now he's leaving to a dorm. And the worst part is that he didn't tell me about it? How are you suppose to stay home with someone who still has a hard time talking to you during breakfast?

stopping in front of a park you just sit in your car, not wanting to go home but also not knowing where to go. You didn't wanna talk to jimin right now and namjoon. He was with you yesterday and didn't say anything...your thoughts are interrupted when your phone rings and the man you were just thinking of just happens to be calling.

turning your phone on silent you wait till the call ends to call your dad.

"hey y/n, I'm at the office still. do you need something?" he says with urgency

"oh..no i just wanted to tell you i'm gonna stay with some friends tonight"

"alright, let me know when you get there" saying goodbye you both hang up the phone and you sit there..wondering...where the hell are you gonna go.

Meanwhile....

"what happened? " namjoon asks as he enters the dinning room where all the boys gathered after practice to talk about tomorrows plans. once he entered he found a frustrated jimin holding his phone up to his ear saying "pick up the damn phone"

hoseok had his hand on his shoulder, comforting him. looking around I don't see y/n, and I just knew what had happened. You probably left after you heard what happened. "y/n got mad about the whole dorm situation and stormed off" jin scoffs.

"it's my fault..I should've told her the moment they brought it up" he presses your number once more, the room was so silent everyone could hear the phone ringing but there was no answer.

tossing his phone on the table he slouches, as he folds his arms cursing out his little sister "I bet she ran off to her fucking boyfriend, cause I know damn well she's gonna be so dramatic and not go home"

You're wrong namjoon thought to himself as he looked at jimin, stepping out the dinning room he takes out his phone to see no messages from you. he dials your number but you don't answer him either, letting out a sigh he sits on the benches thinking of what to text you.

"HEY!" your greeted by a very excited and joyful voice as the door opens. You had no where to go, and well you don't have friends. so you contacted the one person you had maybe sorta kinda became friends with.....Eunsook.

"hey" you smile, she steps aside as you walk in.

"i was surprised when you called, where you with the guys before coming?" she spoke so quickly but you understood her. you couldn't help but stare at her for a bit.

"oh sorry...i'm just so curious...about them" she laughs awkwardly

"yeah, i was with my brother. he was practicing" you chuckle, she nods as she guides you upstairs after her parents greeted you.

standing in front of her door she turns to look at you

"i really really really need you to know that this behavior is not of a stalker" she says with pleading eyes as if she was begging you to understand her.

laughing at her reaction you couldn't help but tease "what do you have photos of my brother everywhere" and you wish you hadn't said anything. the moment she opened the door you see a good size of a frame hanged on the wall with a photo of her and jimin.

you just couldn't help yourself from laughing. her face was totally red, and she was ready to kick you out of the room "don't laugh" she squeals as she covers her face.

"oh this is amazing" you say as you catch your breath, wiping the tears from your eyes. stepping into the room you walk up to the photo and smile at how happy jimin looked

"that photo was taken at the talent show...I told them that I would be their fan no matter what..even tho they were just beginning to have the idea of being a idol group" you nod as she explains.

your phone then vibrates, looking at it you frown. It was namjoon again.

"your brother?"

"no..my boyfriend" you shrug as you shove the phone back into your pocket

"you're not gonna answer?" she was confused as to why you would ignore your boyfriend

"i'm mad at him"

"oh..." she sits on her bed "get revenge for him pissing you off" she smirks

"how?" you sit on her desk chair.

getting up her bed she walks to her closet, "tell me you got him on social media?" you says as she rummages in her closet

"yeah, why?"

"here it is" she grabs a black dress that would definitely be tight on my body. there's a slit on the stomach. the dip of the back of the dress was low.

"wear this" she tosses the dress towards me

"uh why" i pick up the dress, examining it

"we're gonna go to a party" she chuckles

"a party? i don't kno-"

"don't worry, you just follow me okay! I wasn't planning to go but let me ask some other friend if they are still going" she smiles as she picks of her phone after finding a blue two piece outfit for herself.

"do you really want me to wear your dress?" you ask, unsure if it was okay to wear her clothes.

"yes! now put it on" she points at the bathroom as she continues to talk on the phone

bad

this is bad

you've never gone to parties or other places without jimin. now that you were thinking about it, why are you even mad? you should've seen this coming, trainees...of course they have to stay in a dorm to dedicate their time to their debut.

you were sitting in the backseat of eunsook's purple convertible beetle. she picked up two of her other friends who you had seen in the clubroom.

"jimin's sister" one of the girls points out "you sure your brother won't get mad you're going to a party without him" she smiles as she talks to you

"i heard he's really protective" the one sitting in the passengers seat speaks up

"actually, he doesn't know..." both girls stared at you as they were surprised, they'd do anything to have jimin chasing them as he chases after you. "that's fine, who cares. we need time away from our brothers anyways" the girl next to you shrugged

getting to the party eunsook parks the car, turning to look at you. "alright time to post where you're at and have your boyfriend come after you" she had a mischievous look on her face

"oooh, her boyfriend?"

"yeah, he pissed her off. this is us getting him to notice what he might lose" you gulp at her words...I think i'll be the one losing more than him..

they all get out of the car as they keep trying to convince you to get out of the car. tired of them pulling on your arm you get out of the car, pushing down the dress that was hiking up your thighs

"girl you got a ass" one of them says making you blush as you shut the door "can we just go in"

it didn't take long for you to be immersed with the crowd. you did post some photos since they basically pushed you to do it, but you had blocked namjoon and jimin from seeing your story.

what you didn't expect was for them to be friends with mostly everyone here on social medias.

"aye jimin isn't this your sister" hoseok says as he shoves the phone in jimin's face. all the guys ended up staying at your house, after jimin insisting that he wanted to wait there and see if you got home.

"this idiot" jimin says as he sits up, snatching the phone from his hand. namjoon looks at jimin, confused.

"this idiot! can you believe she went to that party we were invited to" he gives hoseok the phone back as he gets up. "where are you going?" hoseok calls out

"to drag her ass back here, did you see what she's wearing? she doesn't buy shit like that! I bet it was her fucking boyfriend"

Why is he attacking me so much today, namjoon thought. getting up he walks to hoseok as he looks over his shoulder. his eyes almost popped out his sockets as he saw you in that dress. excusing himself to the bathroom he calls you about three times and you didn't answer which only pissed him off even more.

you were walking around, looking for the rest room when someone stopped you by placing their hand on your shoulder. turning around you notice it's someone from your first class.

what was his name again...

"hey" he says causally

"hi.." you smile awkwardly, he must be dense cause he didn't catch on at all. stepping to the side you cause for his hand to fall off your shoulder.

"you're jimin's sister right?"

"yeah" he nods, taking a sip from his red cup

"you alone?" shaking your head, you point at your friends. "ah i see.." he puts the cup down on the table in the hall next to a lamp as he eyes your curves making you feel uncomfortable

this was a bad idea...

"wanna dance?" he bites his bottom lip as he smiles

"No, I have a boyfriend" you say and turn to walk away but he grabs onto your waist "I don't see him" he whispers as he leans into your ear. "If you were mine, I wouldn't let you go out dressed like that without me" he chuckles as his gives your waist a small squeeze.

you stood there like an idiot, thinking of what to do. he pulls you closer against him, wrapping his arm around you. "let's go have fun, your boyfriend doesn't have to know" he drags the word boyfriend out as a way to intimidate me.

"I said No" you jab his stomach as you step forward once he lets go of you.

"y/n!" you hear a familiar voice yell your name, turning around you see eunsook pointing at the hall. oh did you wish you weren't wearing heels. coming towards you was a very angry jimin and right behind him was a pissed off namjoon.

"what the fuck" jimin snaps as he pulls you to the side, staring straight at the man who was holding you.

"so it's you huh" he pushes him back as he pokes his chest "your the fucking boyfriend" your eyes widen as you stare at jimin who completely misunderstood the situation, they must've seen him holding you...you glance at namjoon who was glaring at you but he kept staring at the guy more than you.

"jimin" you grab his arm pulling him back "he's not my boyfriend" jimin turns to look at you confused "then why the fuck were yo- was he touc-" he stood their staring at you

"just leave it, let's go" you pull his arm, and look at namjoon while whispering "it's not what it looks like.." you could see how his jaw was clenched as he looked at your outfit. jimin flicks off the man before stomping out as he yells at you to get your ass outside.

you stood next to namjoon as he stared at the boy "next time she says no, it means fucking no" your hands against his chest as you stand in front of him. "namjoon please" you whine as you try to push him back but he doesn't budge.

putting his hand on your lower back he guides you out of the house, no one really paid attention to you guys other than the ones who were close to where the whole commotion happened.

"namjoon, I have to tell euns-"

"if you don't shut up, i'm gonna tell jimin we're dating right here. right now so i can take you home and how you what happens when you let another man touch you" he grips your waist as he stands behind you .

opening the door you see hobi sitting on the passenger seat, while jimin is gonna drive. getting in the cramped car you are squished by namjoon's thighs as he gives you no personal space. you could see how angry he was, the veins on his neck were so defined that maybe in another situation it would be a turn on.

what am i saying

seeing him angry like this is a fucking turn on

"is this how you are gonna act every single time you don't get you way" jimin looks at you from the rear mirror, glaring at you.

he lectured you for so long, and you just realized how far this place was from home. "jimin, i said i was sorry" you sigh

"so if that wasn't your boyfriend, how do you think he's gonna feel when he sees you out without him"

glancing at namjoon as he was looking out the window with his arms crossed, i look back at jimin "he'll be really mad"

"i would hope so" jimin smacks his lips. he didn't talk to me at all after that instead he played music, not short after namjoon finally moved his thighs over and stopped pressing them against me.

I thought he had calmed down but just as I was looking out my window i feel him place his hand on my knee.

snapping my head to the right i look at him "namjoon" i whisper as i place my hand on his. he doesn't look at me but rather at my exposed thighs as the dress was a little bundled up from how i was sitting.

he began to dip his hand in between my thighs as he kept moving up. I pressed my legs together as I held onto his hand but it was no use. leaning towards me he whispers "i'm more than mad, sweetie" groping my thigh he pushes it to the side, making me spread my legs "you know you're mine. but yet you let everyone see you like that" you look at jimin nervous he would look back but he was focused on driving, hobi on the other hand was asleep.

"i'm sorry" i whisper, he rubs two fingers against my clothed heat making me bite my lower lip "that's not good enough, seeing you in that dress. made me wanna fuck you in the spot" he chuckles lowly as he pushes aside the underwear only to enter a digit into me. you gasp at the feeling, causing jimin to look back "what"

"n-nothing" you say as you smile at him, namjoon was looking out the window with a smirk on his lips as he enters another digit.

"spread those beautiful thighs for me, yeah?" he raises his brow as he asks you. and as if everything he would ask you, you'd grant. you spread your legs even more causing him to thrust his fingers into you. your heart beating against your chest as you look at jimin, making sure he doesn't look back.

"why were you throwing a tantrum huh" he whispers as he stops moving

"i-i wasn't" you manage to respond. he scoffs as he begins to move his finger again. leaning on the window you cover your mouth as you try to make it look like your looking outside.

he didn't stop thrusting his fingers into you, using his thumb to rub your clit. you were so close to your orgasm when he pulls his fingers out. causing you to whine at the feeling of emptiness.

"namjoon" you try to catch your breath

"we're here" jimin says bringing you back to the world where it wasn't just you and namjoon anymore.

"i'm fucking tired, let's sleep" hobi says as he gets out the car. your legs were shaking from almost reaching your high. everyone gets out the car as namjoon gives you his hand. the moment you stand you felt your knees weak.

looking at namjoon who closes the door of the car and looks at you with a smug look on his face. you roll your eyes at him as you walk behind jimin and hobi. walking up the steps you feel how close behind namjoon is.

"i want you..." you whisper only for him to hear, as he hears your desperation he chuckles "should've thought that before you went out like that" and with that he gropes your ass as he walks ahead of you entering the house after his younger friends.

frustrated you ignored everyone else who was in the living room and walked straight to your room. shutting your door rather loudly to make sure namjoon heard. you enter the bathroom and shower.

"remind me to not have daughters" jimin rubs his temple as he sits on the couch

"i think you'd be a great father" taehyung smiles

"i'm just sorry for whoever marries her" yoongi shakes his head as he eats another strawberry

They talked for another good hour before they all went to separate rooms, other slept in the same rooms but nonetheless they all went to sleep.

but unlike them, you couldn't sleep. you were still frustrated, horny for what namjoon had done in the car. you would go look for him, but you didn't know what room he was in or if he was even alone.

you had no other choice but to open your drawer and take out the one thing you thought you'd never use.

taking off your clothes, you remember how he looked at you earlier and how his fingers felt inside of you that it made you get a feeling in between your legs. your felt awkward, you had never touched yourself, this would be new.

you did the exact same thing namjoon did when he first used the vibrator on you, after turning it on you spread your legs placing it on your clit as you bite your bottom lip. wasting no time you stick it inside you. the moans that left your parted lips were soft

"fuck, i need more" tightly closing your eyes you begin to pinch your nipple "fuck this isn't the same"

you were so focused in not making noise you didn't notice the figure standing near the entrance, putting the level higher your arch your back just as you turn to look towards the entrance only to find namjoon standing there.

"you look sexy, keep going" he says as he licks his bottom lip. staring at your naked body laying on the bed.

"i..i don't know what to do" you say, not feeling half the pleasure he gives you. hearing him chuckle you feel even more aroused as you look at his face.

you could feel how your body was burning from wanting him to touch you, and he could see how frustrated you were. walking up to the bed he pulls his shirt off from over his head, tossing it onto the ground.

he pushes your knee to the side as he looks in between your legs "you're more than ready for me" he says as he undresses completely.

he fixes himself between your legs as he presses the vibrator deeper into you. "was my girlfriend that horny she couldn't wait for me to have fun?" he asks as he lifts his finger to his mouth, licking the juices.

"please" you whine, holding onto the string he pulls the vibrator out. tossing it to the other side of the bed "we don't need that" he smirks, lifting you up he sits you on his lap as he begins to suck on your erected nipples. "namjoon" you moan his name as he sticks his finger into you making a moan escape your mouth as you threw your head back

"shhh, babe. we don't want them to hear right?" he states before sucking on your skin.

"i cant anymore... i want you" you bite on your bottom lip embarrassed.

"what do you want" he says as he lays you on your stomach, making you clench on the sheets as he leaves kisses down your back

"you.."

"you already got me" he chuckles

"no..." you gasp as he sucks on your skin

"what do you want y/n" he says again

"i want you to fuck me" with that he lifts my ass up, and teases my entrance with the head of his fully erected cock.

"i want to fuck you raw so bad" he groans "but not right now, I don't think i'd stop after one round" he gives your ass a slap before rolling a condom down this length.

without any warning he thrusts into me, my head buried into the mattress more as i try to not make noise "fuck your so tight" he groans as he grips my waist. in a steady pace be begins to move his hips, leaving kisses and hickeys on my back.

with each second and each thrust he started getting rougher. I moved my hips along with his movements which caused him to growl as he thrusted harder into me.

"i shouldn't even give you what you want" he says as he hits my sweet spot making me a mess

"after pulling what you did today" he scoffs, "I should've fucked you raw" pulling out he thrusts into you in one swift move and hitting your sweet spot directly. not being able to stop yourself you were a mess as your moans were becoming louder.

wrapping his arms around your waist he lifts you up, your back against his chest as he turns your head. connecting your lips with his. "cum for me" he whispers softly with his raspy voice that only through you of edge even more. the arm that was wrapped around you goes down to your clit as he rubs his finger over it, stimulating you.

it was addicting, the slow burn you felt as the pleasure created this feeling in your stomach. he begins to kiss your neck as he you tilt your head to give him more space. your eyes were shut as you were in total bliss.

you focus on the soft moans that left his lips, the occasional times he'd call your name as if your name was treasure.

"this pussy is fucking mine" he thrusts upwards one last time as you walls clench around him right before you cum all over his cock.

"i'm not done yet" he says as he pulls out, making you straddle him "ride me" he says

this was your first time in this position, and you were so out of it. you clenched onto his shoulder as you head was against his chest "i-i can't move" you tell him

lifting your chin he kisses your passionately. holding your waist he begins to move your hips in a circular motion. "just let me finish" he grunts as he thrusts upwards, kissing you roughly.

he kept thrusting and thrusting into me until he he finally lets out a deep and long growl and moan of pleasure as he found his own high.

the moment he stops moving you fall onto him, weak.

your sweaty bodies against each other, your heart beats in rhyme. "that was amazing" you laugh

"i know....i needed this.." he grins

Dear Namjoon | 15

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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It was the same routine. Go to school, see everyone in the morning but go home alone. Talking about home, being alone with dad wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. but I did miss jimin being around.

I didn't see jimin nor the boys as often as I did but when I was able to see them, I watched them practice, and I sure as hell knew I could never do half of what they do. very little times were namjoon and me able to sneak away and be alone together.

I would like to say we talked and caught up with each other but if we weren't making out we were pulling a quickie.

we went weeks without seeing each other. and the little calls we'd have every other day when he was going to sleep weren't enough. I'd always end the call making it short since I knew he was tired. plus he'll wait till jimin would stop talking to me on the phone.

"you guys clean up" jimin got up from his seat pulling the towel that was wrapped around his neck up to his face to wipe the sweat. "are you gonna come watch?" his tired face looks over at you as he opened the door to leave the small cramped room.

"i'll go home, you guys seem busy" you smile getting up to give him a hug.

"i'm all sweaty"

"who cares, I rarely see you" after hugging him you tease him by saying he stinks only for him to whack you with the towel as he laughed.

"namjoon you're gonna be at the studio right?" he swings the door as to fan himself as he watches namjoon just nod.

once you both were in the clear and alone you turn to look at the man who was exposing his broad shoulders as the thin shirt would expose his muscular chest. you clean up quickly not wanting to waste any time alone with him.

"how have you been" he massages his neck, as he stretches.

"i've been fine. you?" it's been three weeks since the last time you both were together. and just like him you were eager for more than just talk.

he shrugs before chuckling "i'm great now that i got to see you" getting up from the floor he grabs onto your arm gently as you both discreetly walk down a wide hallway.

"they gave me my own studio" he was excited and you could tell. pressing in his code on the door he ushered you inside. shutting the door he gave you no time before you felt his lips collide with yours as he pushed your body against the wall with his.

he pushed our bodies together as his hands gently held your waist. reaching for his face your fingers gently brushed his cheeks as you deepened the kiss.

"fuck, i've missed you" kissing you made him feel better, but he wasn't planning on stopping there. he needed his fill for the past weeks he hasn't seen you.

gripping her thighs he picks her up as she wraps her legs around him without stopping the passionate kiss. walking to the couch he places her down as if she could break if he was harsh, hovering over her.

she felt goosebumps with every touch, wanting more.

the sound of a knock makes both their bodies jump as they both turn to look at the door.

"namjoon?" yoongi calls out as he knocks again

"fuck" namjoon mutters before sitting up, pushing his hair back. getting off the couch he presses a button on his computer before walking over to the door as you quickly sit up fixing your appearance

"i want to show you this" yoongi lets himself in as he passes namjoon giving no attention to anything else, not you, not the music playing.

"i've been working on this since yest-" looking up he sees you siting on the couch and he raises his brow in confusion while turning to look at namjoon

"uh? what's she doing in here?"

"she wanted to look around" he shrugs as he sits on his chair. you stand up awkwardly glancing at namjoon before looking at yoongi "uh i'll go you guys seem busy"

you say your goodbyes before walking to the exit.

"wait" yoongi stops you before you leave, turning around you wondered if he can see how your eye twitched from how nervous you had gotten.

"you forgot something"

looking over to what he was pointing at your bag that had been tossed to the ground at some point through out the whole make out session.

you give him a smile before grabbing your bag and dashing out of there.

yoongi looks at namjoon with a questioning look only to receive a grin along with a shrug.

"what do you mean you can't send letters no more?"

"they said we couldn't do it and they didn't explain it ma- UGH I DON'T FUCKING KNOW" Eunsook yells as she throws the basket of stamps onto the ground. I came to look for eunsook, ever since the guys been leaving early i've been hanging out with their fans.

ironic right

"i'll talk to jimin, i bet there was a mistake"

you try to comfort her, but that has never been one of your best talents. you made sure to call jimin that afternoon and ask what was going on.

"just leave it, don't get involved"

????

"i'm asking because eunsook is upset"

"what did she expect, we aren't the same as before now theres rules and its more professional now"

"what the fuck jimin at least they could've explained it better"

"seriously y/n why is this even bothering you. just fucking leave it"

"why are you being such a grouchy bitch" you snap at him, not liking his attitude

"i'm fucking tired, and this conversation is stupid. all they said was that they would take care of everything. they'll still be able to send letters just that they can't control it like before"

"well couldn't have they fucking told her that"

"they fucking did, look can we just drop this conversation"

"actually why don't we hang up. you're tired"

"y/n seriously" he sighs, frustrated with you.

you hang up not giving him another chance to talk. he dials back but you ignore his call. namjoon called right after and the conversation with him wasn't any good either. just like jimin he told you to just leave it alone.

and you felt like you should leave it alone, it's not that serious and it doesn't concern you. but it pissed you off that eunsook was ignored when she called to ask for the reason why they couldn't send things until they had their shit together.

eunsook started a war between jimin and you.

"i don't know why you're in such a bitchy mood. go see your boyfriend or something" jimin snaps at you through the other line.

"look you little shit, it's not my fault you can't get the steps right in your damn choreography" you yell back.

jimin and you were arguing during his break, he had called you and for some reason a argument broke out.

"dude it's been a week" taehyung rolls his eyes as he watches jimin who's standing in front of the mirror as he spoke..no, more like yelled into the phone.

"they've been fighting for the dumbest shit" jungkook rubs his temples, done with both your  childish behavior.

jimin hangs up the call and walks over to the guys sitting right next to taehyung as he takes the bowl of grapes he was eating on his own.

"she can be so fucking annoying at times"

"why are you guys fighting anyways" hoseok speaks up

"she started it, i didn't even do shit. not my fault she hasn't gotten laid" he shoves two grapes into his chubby cheeks

namjoon found the whole situation amusing, both siblings kept talking shit about each other to namjoon and of course he didn't take side but he wanted to laugh cause honesty he just wanted to tell them they were both stupid and wrong.

"it's been a week since she's been here" jin steals a grape from the very upset jimin. they were all surprised that the brother who once adored his sister and wanted to be with her at every second plus never cursed at her or anything has completely turned around.

"she's a fucking child"

"he's so fucking full of himself" y/n throws her hands up showing how angry she was, eunsook had came over to the house. the two had become best friends, close enough to go over to each others house.

of course you made sure to keep jimin's room locked and not let her take photos of any family photos that were around the house.

thankfully eunsook wasn't a weirdo.

"i didn't take jimin as that type of person" her eyes widen in shock as you talked shit about your brother. letting out a frustrated sigh you shake your head "he's just being an asshole, he's not usually like that"

"they opened a youtube account and twitter" eunsook speaks up, trying to talk about something else but unfortunately it was still related to them.

Not much time passed before we made up, but now they were busier than ever. months were passing and the calls were getting shorter and less often.

Namjoon and me were becoming complete strangers.

"today's the big day" your dad packs the bags into the trunk. the boys had moved somewhere farther. and today was the day the world found out who BTS is.

you hadn't seen them for over three months and you didn't even receive calls anymore.

at first you were understanding, but now you felt different.

for some reason you just kept thinking about what jungkook told you that day. it made you tense up and feel nauseous, the anxiety of seeing namjoon today.

you were planning to stay with them over the weekend since dad was going to have to leave earlier.

to even say the least, the moment we arrived there was no chance to meet them. everyone was running everywhere and we were escorted to our seats right away. the moment came when the lights dimmed down and all the new groups came out to perform, and i realized something the moment BTS stepped out and got into place

The people on stage, I didn't know them.

the moment the music starte-

(A/N: OKAY I JUST LAUGHED AT THIS BECAUSE I REMEMBERED BTS FROM WHEN THEY DEBUTED AND I COULDN'T LMAOOO NAMJOONS HAIR. YALL REMEMBER WHEN THEY SANG NO MORE DREAM AGAIN IN 2017. YEAH THINK OF THAT..OK AND ALSO WTF AM I WRITING I REALLY DON'T LIKE THIS. I FEEL LIKE I'VE LOST MY TOUCHDIFWJNSPIGNWPGOM)

The crowd chanted their names along with other lines and you looked around feeling out of place. you have been around these boys before they were signed and you were the only one in this room who felt distant.

as jungkook stepped up towards the front, both of you made eye contact and he smirks (2:36- 2:40 in the 2017 bts dna comeback video.....i'ma go throw myself out my window i hate this hahaha)

switching spots with jimin who then lifts his shirt making everyone in the room scream you couldn't help but laugh knowing damn well he was screaming in the inside, dying because of what he just did.

just how the performance started it ended just as quick, the crowd never stopped chanting their names as you made it through the crowd trying to get to backstage with your dad. "here, you give them to jimin" he hands you a bouquet of flowers.

once they allowed you guys to enter their dressing room you are welcomed by jimin screaming your name as he runs up to you "what did you think" he gives you a huge smile as he clutches onto the water bottle in his hands.

"i loved it, especially the shirt lifting. everyone went nuts" you tease him as you hand over the flowers.

"shut up" he thanks you both.

looking at all the other guys who were standing around the screen watching their performance some looked devastated as if they didn't like it.

"you guys did great, i loved it and for sure everyone out there loved it too" you assure them.

there were interviews after their performance so you waited for them in their dressing room.

"did you watch it?" you tell your mom who was on the other end of the call

"yes, i loved it. tell jimin i'm proud of him"

"i will, they've been gone for a while" you glance at your watch.

the door then suddenly opens but to your surprise it was a women with a BTS crew shirt on, she came to tell you the guys had left just now and that there was another car waiting for you since your dad had to leave.

even though you are jimin sister they didn't want anyone at least for now to see you guys leaving together.

leaving through the back door was new to you. as you entered the car, a call came in from jimin.

but your toxic ass felt bitter and decided not to answer.

You kept thinking about jungkook's words.

they kept repeating in your head, how you could ruin everything.

as you sat among them who were celebrating the fact that they finally debuted your insides were twisting with anxiety.

Dear Namjoon | 16

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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As his strong arms held onto me, we began to play the game we knew too well. As his lips touched mine making me yearn for more than these simple touches I knew that I had reached a point of no return. I wouldn't be able to push these feelings down, jungkook's words meant nothing to me because I wasn't willing to let him go. 

and just like me he wasn't capable of stopping himself either, kissing the smile that was only for me made me scream inside. 

stumbling onto the bed he pulls away to pull his shirt over his head, I took the chance to tell  my heart to get a grip. this wasn't the time to have sex, we needed to talk. but instead of doing that, I gawked at his chest. stared at his broad shoulders and muscular arms. 

reason was no longer here.  dangerous thoughts flooded my mind, traveling to the bottom of my stomach. when our eyes finally met I could see the same reckless thoughts were displayed on his face too. his hands travelled up my thigh as his fingers gently gazed on my exposed skin. 

these hands. a simple touch sent bolts of electricity up my legs straight to my lower belly, you needed him to touch you.

"relax" he could feel my body tense up. brushing his thumb on my thigh he gives me a sweet smile, his dimples put me in a daze each time. "do you have something to say? You've been quiet all afternoon as if something was bothering you?"

this was your chance to tell him you thought, you're lips parted but nothing came out. 

"babe, you can tell me. what's wrong?"

babe,  oh how every time he calls me that my body screams for him. 

"I'm not expecting anything from you today, I just wanted to help you calm down. you seemed stressed over something" his back straightened as he got off the bed "let me get you something for you to sleep in" and there it was. the urge. my body moving on it's own as I reached out for his hand only to gently touch it. 

our gazes meeting again his features were soft but filled with concern. getting on your knees you reached out placing your hands on the nape of his neck. pulling him towards you in attempt to bring him closer, he follows you, leaving our faces inches away from each other.

"don't leave" you whisper 

"tell me what's wrong"

"nothing" 

"then?"

"i just want..." bitting your bottom lip has him glancing at your lips before bringing his hand up to your lips brushing his thumb against your bottom lip "what do you want" 

your fingertips pull on the strands of his black locks as you whisper to him "you" 

"i didn't hear you" 

"i want you" 

"i'm already yours" he pulled me to him, holding onto my ass as he made his way back on the bed. without breaking the kiss or his hold on my body he pushes me down onto the bed and positions me exactly where i wanted to be, sending a twirl of pleasure onto every inch of my body as his hardness nestled between my thighs. the warmth of his hands radiated through the clothing of my dress. 

he wasted no time to rock against my burning heat breaking a whimper from my throat. pushing his hips into me his hands let go of my ass as he touches my breasts "does this feel good baby" he rasped 

you don't answer but rather arch your back making him grin. gazing his thumb against the fabric that covered my nipples. he felt as if he had to be easy on you today for some reason, stopping himself from shredding the dress of your body. 

but you wanted him to pull the dress off, you want his hands to touch you not  indirectly as he currently was.  "namjoon" you call his name and as if he read your mind he taps on your hips making you automatically lift them as he pulled your spring like dress up your thighs "sit up for me babe" doing as he said he unties the knot holding the straps behind your neck undone. with one swift move you were left with nothing but your lingerie. 

his fingers snuck underneath the lace fabric of your underwear as he fingers reach your wet folds making your legs weak at his touch. he'd press gently before rubbing his finger against you. my lips parted letting a moan escape. 

"if i slide my fingers inside your pussy, i'm going to loose control" 

"i want more" satisfied with your answer he chuckles. 

"alright" one of his fingers slid inside me in one swift motion, he kept thrusting inside. wasting no time to in adding a second finger. 

"fuck, i could feel your pussy gripping my fingers" he thrusted his fingers inside, fast, slow. moaning and whimpering senseless words mixed with his name as i came. 

touching his chest, i make my way down his torso. my fingertips memorized every inch of his body. reaching the button of his pants, i look up to find his gaze mixed with hunger and pleading look. wanting more of a reaction of of him, my fingertips brushed lower, feeling him thick and hot through he fabric of his pants. 

he grunted, pushing his hips up into my hand as his jaw clenched. as my hands unbutton his pants i freeze. 

this isn't why i asked him to meet me here, we were suppose to talk, looking up into his eyes i felt my inside twist with anxiety again. his soft caring eyes looked back at me, wondering what was wrong with me. holding onto my hands he places them on his chest

"do you feel that" 

"feel what.."

"my heart, it's beating so fucking loud for you" nodding i help him undress as he helped me

before tossing the jeans aside he reaches inside the back pocket where he had put a condom incase of anything. 

"no" you are shocked at how the words left your mouth

"what?"

"i'm on the pill, let's not use a...condom" you whisper the last part. 

"are you sure" you nod quickly 

putting the condom beside the pillow he looks over at you "just incase you change your mind" bringing his hand to his hard cock he gave himself one hard pump. 

"fuck, i don't know how i'm going to be able to take this slow" giving himself another rough and hard thrust with his fist. 

"then don't" you couldn't help it when your hand made it's way to your wet folds making him grunt at the sight of you touching yourself. before you both could continue touching yourself he decided to take control as he hovered over you his mouth devouring yours. positioned between your hips once more. 

"please" i breathed, pushing myself onto him. feeling his throbbing cock rub against me. placing a kiss on my breasts his hand grabs a hold of my waist as he aligns himself to my entrance finally entering me. one slow deep thrust made me loose my breath. 

"oh fuck" our foreheads against each other as i held onto his shoulders. I could feel everything, I could feel him without anything. a cry of pleasure leaving my throat as his hips rocked against me, only to retreat and thrust back into me, deeper, filling me completely. 

my nails marking  his back as he continued to thrust into me leaving me a mess as i call out his name in between the cry's of pleasure making him loose all restraint. as he thrusts into me another time harder than before my whole body moving up. 

"faster" you begged with tears in your eyes 

holding onto the headboard he thrusts into you once more, making your back arch. 

"i need you to make me yours" you cry out, breaking the thin thread of sanity he was holding onto. he lost all sense of rhythm, as he began to thrust into you harder, faster, deeper. letting go of the headboard he lifts your hips higher as thrusts into you deeper. 

wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulled me up i could feel my high near. lifting my hips, pressing me into him. the sound of our skins meeting and the noises that came out of his plum lips made me feel hotter. hornier. 

increasing the rhythm of my hips, he held onto my hips as he jerked me onto his cock. his hand making his way in between us, his fingers landing above the spot where we were connected. he began to rubbing and circling leaving me breathless as i come all over his cock. 

"fuck" his head falls back as he feels his high coming, the tightening of my walls around him. "y/n get off" he grunts as he lifts my hips only to have me push myself down again "y/n" he calls my name again "inside" you whimper

"but" his breath becoming heavier 

"please" you begin to kiss his neck, leaving him no time to think. as his hips continued to thrust upward, holding onto your waist as you pushed yourself into him each time. his face burrowed in my neck with parted lips. fingers digging into your waist as his hips came to a stop, you feel him shoot inside you as he growls into the nape of your neck. 

your sweaty bodies up against each other, you could feel the beating of your hearts against each other as you both tried to catch your breath. 

lifting your hips he pulls you off of him, letting the white liquid drip down between your thighs. something inside him twitched at the sight of you being filled by him. as you laid down he rubbed his throbbing head onto your folds as he smeared the liquid all around "fuck" he hissed as he felt himself getting hard again. 

getting on all fours, his eyes stare at you as you reach for his length only to push your self into him once more. "fucking ruin me please" pushing yourself into his hips behind you move in a circler motion. his hand resting on your lower back as he begins to thrust into you again. 

"namjoon"

"yes" his fingers caresses your naked back as you were pressed up against his chest. "are you happy" 

"yes?" he laughs "what's with the questions" 

"i meant are you happy here, doing music and all" 

"yes..why?" 

taking in a deep breath you sit up "i think we should break up..." bitting your inner cheek you stare at namjoon who's eyes widen.

"what?" sitting up he looks at you confused 

"we can't see each other as we used to and if jimin finds out it could ruin everything for you" you eyes teared up. his hand reaching up to your face as his thumb wipes your tears "y/n thats why i told you we should've told him" he lets out a frustrated sigh 

"don't worry about this shit, i'll talk to jimin don't worry about that" he pulls you into a hug as he holds you tightly "just don't ever say that again" 

"namjoon, we can't" pushing yourself away from him, you quickly get off the bed as you pick up your clothes getting dressed. "y/n, are you serious?" 

you stay silent as you toss your dress on tying the knot around your neck. "please" you feel his arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you onto his chest "y/n please don't" turning you around, as you stare into his eyes who just like yours were tearing up. you cup his face gently before kissing him. 

what felt like the most beautiful thing all the time became painful. trying to pull you back into the bed you don't let him as you get out of his grip. making your way towards the door you don't turn back as he calls your name. you hear him get off the bed only to quickly make your way out the room. 

"wake up" you shake jimin's arm. 

"why" he whines, slapping your hand away. 

"i'm going home, thats why asshole" you return the slap 

sitting up, half asleep "why? i thought you were staying during the promotion period" he yawns throwing the blanket off of him as he stands up 

"i got some things to do back home.." 

"alright, let me at least take you to the bus station" he gets his shirt from the chair putting it on. "why are you still wearing your dress? did you not sleep at all" he questions you as he picks up his phone to look at the time "bitch it's 5am, can't we just go to sleep. i'll take you once we wake up and that way you can say bye to everyone"

"no" you answer quickly, only making him more curious as to why you wanted to leave so fast 

"fine fine, give me a minute" he mumbles as he walks to the bathroom. your phone kept vibrating inside your purse, and you knew it was namjoon who kept calling ever since you left. 

"call me once you get home" jimin gives you a hug before you board the bus. 

Dear Namjoon | 17

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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"why are you telling me this" jungkook pushes his way past taehyung who keeps blocking him as they make their way to the practice room. 

"stop pulling my leg, i know you know t-" he looks around before holding onto his shoulder pulling him closer to him as he whispers the next words "i know you know they are a thing" 

rolling his eyes he pushes taehyung's hand away walking to the board room as he opens the door as he gives taehyung a signal to go in. locking the door they both check if anyone is inside "fine hurry up, tell me what happened"

"okay, i was minding my own busines-"

"hard to believe" jungkook chuckles only to have taehyung glare at him as he crosses his arms "do you want me to tell you or not"

"i could care less, but go on"

"what ever then i'm leaving" he tries to push jungkook who was standing in front of the door but he didn't budge "i'm joking, go on"

"fine...i was talking to my dad on the phone when all i see is y/n leaving his room. and then namjoon came out shirtless calling out her name. i waited for a while before i made my way to my room which i was sharing with jimin and guess what"

"taehyung get to the point please, we're going to be late to practice" jungkook sighs frustrated with him for dragging his sentences out. 

"fine fine, i hear her telling jimin that she wanted to leave, jimin was telling her to wait till morning to say good bye but she said she didn't want to. she ended up leaving and guess what. he's been calling her all morning and she doesn't answer. he even asked to borrow my phone, cause well he knows i know and i asked him what happened and he said" he stops to catch his breath in a exaggerated way 

"he said what taehyung!"

"he said they broke up" 

"oh shit"

he nods as jungkook stands there in shock, he didn't think you'd break up with him. He is actually baffled with what taehyung told you. at first when he woke up he thought you had left cause you didn't want to deal with him or you maybe you two got into some fight. but breaking up? that was interesting...

"did she answer when he used your phone" 

"see the thi-" they both jolt as someone pulls on the door only to have them knock right after "taehyung, jungkook you both better not be sneaking something to eat in there. get out already" startled by namjoon both boys open the door slowly "we weren't eating" jungkook says as he steps out 

"even though that would've been a good idea" taehyung pouts. 

"you guys are late, i had to come get you. cause of the both of you we have to do a hour extra of practice" the two younger members stared at namjoon who wasn't looking his great, he was paler than usual and looked exhausted. 

"hyung, are you okay?" taehyung asks as he reaches out to poke his cheek only to have namjoon slap his hand away "i'm fine, i would be better if you guys would just be on time to practice. i'm the one getting in trouble cause of all of you. now lets go" 

"I arrived safely jimin, i told you to not worry" laying on your bed you received a call from jimin who was worried since you went back on your own. 

"are you going to tell me why you left so early" jimin continues to do his stretches as he talks on the phone. they were going to start but since the youngest members weren't there and namjoon had to go find them, he knew that it was gonna take long. might as well not waste time and call you. 

"i just had to come back...don't worry about it" 

"i know but you loo- damn he found them faster than i thought. i have to go. i'll call you back later" without giving you time to respond you heard the beep which ended the call. sitting up you find tissues all over your bed and on the floor, your nose stuffy from all the crying. you needed to clean and wash up before your dad found you in this state. 

you also had school. 

"you got it wrong again" the choreographer yells at namjoon who messed up steps again "what is wrong?" hobi turned to look at namjoon, annoyed. they have been going at this for hours and he's seemed out of focus since the starts it's putting everyone in a bad mood. the two younger members turned to look at each other aware of what's really going on they sympathize with namjoon. 

 "we're tired" jungkook steps up "how can you want us to do it right if we haven't had any breaks" taehyung follows the younger's lead. 

the choreographer sighs in annoyance as he looks up at the clock on the wall. "get here tomorrow at 7am sharp" turning to look at the bold boys who spoke up he points at them "and don't be late, or you'll do extra" taking his bag he marches out the room. everyone watching him as the double doors slam only for everyones body to fall to the ground as they laid on their backs catching their breath. 

"this is not what i signed up for" yoongi yells as he wipes the sweat off his face "namjoon get your head outta your ass what's with you today" the boys began to have a conversation as they laid in on the floor. 

"should we just stay here? I don't think I can move" jimin speaks up, reaching for the water bottle across from him. 

"no, we have to go to the dorm or we won't hear the end of it." jin speaks up 

"she broke up with me" namjoon mutters but everyone heard. 

everything went silent 

"what?" yoongi sits up, leaning against the mirror "who did?"

"my girlfriend idiot"

"don't get your panties in a twist, i was just asking" he flicks him off only to have namjoon chuckle. the rest of the members sit up and look at namjoon who stayed on the ground with his arm covering his eyes "i'm just having a shitty day and caused you guys to have one too" 

"we're a team aren't we. we do everything together" hoseok speaks up patting namjoon's thigh "who's the girl, you gonna tell us now?" jimin breaks the question some of them wanted to ask 

"no" 

"why no-"

"because..i can't" getting off the ground he doesn't bother gathering his things and just storms out the practice room. taehyung gets up, gathering both their things and chases after him. "who ever she is, what a bitchy move" yoongi says as he shakes his head.

"it was crazy" eunsook and the rest of the girls yell. they're rewatching the debut performance while talking about it, those who went of course. 

you had no where else to go so you stayed here and heard them go on about it for the whole hour. "what's with you? you don't look well. i thought you were staying with jimin and the boys longer"

"nah, I needed to come back you know" you lift the book that's suppose to read this semester, the book report was due soon "oh please if i was in your shoes i'd give zero fucks about homework" you roll your eyes as you hit her arm with the book...gently of course. 

"are you lonely now that jimin really is gone"

"yeah, dad's home a lot more but it's still awkward" you laugh remembering how he was acting in the morning "i feel like it's not even me anymore it's just him"

"it's not bad awkward, its just funny now"

You couldn't avoid jimin and the boys for too long. after their promotion time, jimin asked you to come over, you had no choice. it had been two weeks since you last saw him. 

"you saw the most weirdest things during interviews" you laugh at jimin who was hiding behind the pillow as they were playing their interviews on the t.v 

"it's what the public wants" he yells in his defense but everyone teased him about it. you thought it would be weird, being around namjoon but just like before he ignored you only saying hello and small things here and there. you did see taehyung and jungkook staring at you a lot more often and it creeped you out. 

but taehyung had the eyes of someone who wanted to tell you something, either way it freaked you out. going to the small fridge to get a bottle of water taehyung follows close behind "girl"

looking at him, he has his arms crossed and he didn't look happy

"boy" you answer sarcastically 

" why?"

"why what?" shutting the fridge you sigh "use full sentences will you" 

"why did you break up with him? and just when we had our debut" you could feel your heart in your throat as he had no care in the world if someone would hear him, pulling him to the other room you pinch his arm "why the fuck did you say it so loud"

"sorry" 

"i'm not gonna talk about this with you so lets go" sliding the door you gasp as you come face to face with the one person you wanted to avoid. 

"namjoon" you say as he eyes you, he inhales before clearing his throat  "can you move?" 

"oh..yeah" getting out of the way you see him saying goodbye to everyone. the way he treats you, you're grateful he didn't tell jimin but it leaves you a bitter taste. walking past you once more he mutters a goodbye without giving you a glance. 

no one cared to notice how the interactions between the both of you was any different. only two of them did. taehyung who was annoyed by the both of you. and jungkook who had a unreadable expression on his face. 

looking at jungkook you felt anger. you wanted to curse at him. Namjoon thought you were going to stay longer but he was wrong you wanted to leave the moment you got here. "i'm also going to leave, it's getting late" those two snotty brats kept staring at you. "i'm going home" you emphasize trying to get through  their thick ugly skulls

confused at your tone jimin gives you the side eye before giving you a hug "you sure you don't wanna stay? i can kick out taehyung" 

"hey!"

"no i should get home" you smile. 

you say goodbye quickly as you rush down the hall towards the dorms. trying to see if you could talk to namjoon even if it was for a little bit. you don't find him there, standing there dumbfounded you remember the studio he showed you before you two broke up. running up the stairs you make it to the floor, you find namjoon standing in front of the door entering his pin to the door. 

you call out his name at the end of the hallway. out of breath. looking up from the pin pad he looks at you and immediately his expression falls, turning into a frown. "what do you want y/n" 

hearing him call your name doesn't give you a euphoric feeling, you yearn for him to call you babe again anything but the way he says your name now. "can we please talk" you make your way in front of him. his stare makes your body burn, he's only inches from you but you couldn't hug him. 

"please we haven't talked since that nig-"

"because you left, you didn't even want to talk then. so why should we now" 

"please" your hand reaches out for his, only for him to push it away. frustrated he enters the last numbers to the pin pad opening the door "hurry up" 

entering the studio you notice nothing has changed, everything is the same since you last came. he pushes past you as he enters. sitting on the chair you look at the couch. 

the last time we came here we almost...you could feel your ears heat up. yes there was something else you also missed and wanted. 

"what did you want to say" his voice brings you back to reality as he stares at you, standing at the entrance. 

 His jaw was clenched his arms were crossed as he was leaned back against his chair, you could see how he was annoyed by you being in here.

"I'm sorry"

"no, don't start saying sorry and all that other shit" he rolls his eyes as he sits up "seriously y/n, you said we couldn't be together anymore. You said we should put distance between each other" he scoffs

"but yet here you are, trying to talk" he drags the last work out sarcastically. "I just don't want us to be on bad terms..namjoon you knew this could've happen-" you get startled as he stands up abruptly "no, I didn't ever imagine us breaking up. Unlike you I was ready to face the consequences of our relationship and I was ready to face jimin"

you both stare into each others eyes, namjoon begins to walk towards you. Holding your waist he pulls you closer to him, his hand caresses your cheek "but I could never make you do something you don't want" 

Dear Namjoon | 18

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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How did we end up doing this again, you couldn't bring your thoughts to place as he kissed your lips. holding onto your waist as he makes you back up onto the couch. "we can't" you manage to say as he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck. 

"why not" he sucks on your skin making you bite down on your lower lip.

"you keep saying we can't but what I want to know is if you want to" he stops, staring into your eyes as he waits for a answer. 

lifting your lower half onto him he grinds against your heat. "tell me you want to" he caresses your thighs. his fingers traced his way to the hem of your shorts as he pulls them down with your panties. "hmmm tell me to stop" tossing them aside he hovers over you as he kisses your lips occasionally sucking on them one hand cupping your chest and his other carefully pushing his finger into your tight entrance. 

when a slight groan escaped your mouth he couldn't help it anymore and his pent up feelings were let out. undoing his pants he spreads her wetness with his fingers some more before grabbing her waist and aligning his member to her entrance, giving her no warning he thrusts into her covering her mouth with his lips to stop her from making any loud noise. 

"fuck, look how you take me so well" he groans as he thrusts his hips into you once more. he missed your lips, your body, your touch. he missed hearing your little moans leave your lips as you called his name. your pussy was throbbing for more as you unconsciously began to rock your hips forward making him. "y/n he slows down his pace giving you a slow burn as his hips thrusted into you "You won't ever get over me will you" 

there was this ego he felt. his pride was hurt by you not so long ago. a part of him wanted to hold you and say everything was going to be okay. another part wanted to fuck you senseless and leave you asking for more. 

pulling out of you, he feels satisfied as he hears you whine feeling the emptiness without him inside you. "y/n if you want it so badly, you'll have to do it yourself" sitting back on the couch he sits there staring at your naked figure in display for him. he was cocky, he wanted you to beg for it. 

you wanted him deep inside you, you wanted him to hold you and kiss you but you knew if you fell for his traps today it'll never end. next time you see him you'll fall for it again and end up in the same situation. 

but when it came to him. you had no common sense or self control at all.

sitting up as your pussy was dripping and throbbing for more. you straddle him, his hand resting on the sides you stared into his eyes. the smug look on his face made your insides twist with excitement. 

you grab onto his cock as you align it to your entrance. about to lower yourself on it, he stops you as he presses two fingers onto your clit making you let out a soft moan. "namjoon please" your voice would barely come out as he rubbed his fingers against your clit. letting them slip in as he teases you. "what do you want" he says as he slowly glides his fingers some more. 

he played the teasing game a little more before he pulled you down on to his hard cock himself. thrusting his hips upward as he helped guide your hips. you were a mess, physically and emotionally. you wanted to tell him everything that happened between you and jungkook in hopes for him to take you back. but you kept remembering how they looked on the stage and couldn't bring yourself to say anything.

"inside or out" he grunts as you bounce on his cock, your nipple in his mouth as he bites down, leaving marks everywhere. "doesn't matter"

he nods before pushing your body down on the sofa, after a few thrusts you both came together, the fluid leaking out from where you were both completely joined did not stop him. rather, his hand made its way to her clit as he thumbed her "i can't no more" you managed to say between your pleas

"did you forget, once isn't enough" rubbing the tip of his cock against my clit as he rubbed the juices against it as if he was painting he wastes no time to enter you again 

you began to cry out due to the intense stimulation but only suppressed sounds of yes and moans came out of you mouth. as he gripped your trembling thighs as he push you to your side he rammed into you as if to fill you completely. your leg hung over his shoulder as your other leg was pinned between his thigh and couch  

you had never experienced this position and it was driving you insane. he gave you no time to even think of anything but him as he pulls himself out completely before slamming back in hard. he kissed your lips swallowing your moans lowering your thigh he guides them to wrap around his waist. 

namjoon lifted your hips as his thrusts increased to an unthinkably rapid pace. pushing himself in as far as he could and hitting the deepest parts of your insides repeatedly. you came not shortly after but he kept going. you both stared at each other until you saw the look of satisfaction on namjoon's face as he pulled out once he completely emptied his load inside you. 

"fuck, that was something" he says, grabbing the tissue from the desk to clean himself before putting his soften dick in his pants. he turns to look at you as your chest rose and fell from you trying to catch your breathe "here" he says as he hands you a towel. 

oh..i know how we got to this you thought as you watch him sit on his desk, putting on the headphones and giving you his back. 

- earlier-

"but I could never make you do what you don't want" holding on to his hand you stare into his eyes "we can't date anymore..we can't do anything anymore" 

"then why do you keep looking at me like that" he says as he holds onto your waist "why do you keep giving me those eyes, asking me to touch you" 

"We can't date anymore, so we should do this" you try to push him away 

"date?" he scoffs "if dating is such a problem, then lets just deal with our needs" 

"what?" 

"don't fucking lie to yourself, I know you want me to fuck you" 

you get dressed, as you watch him playing on the keyboard as he continues to do what ever he was doing. ignoring you completely. 

you figured out what this meant. now you guys weren't going to be anything but each others relief. everything jimin told you about him made your stomach twist at the thought of him treating you that way he treated all the other girls. 

you tap on his shoulder, having him take off the headphones to turn to look at you. he smirks as he sees all the markings you couldn't cover with the little clothes you had on "better go before jimin sees you" 

"namjoon we didn't tal-"

"there's no need, i think we sorted our shit out already. we fucked and made up. next time you come i'll be here too so if you want it you know where i'll be."

"wait.."

"what? we both got needs right"

"namjoon are you planning to just go with someone el-"

"no that's why you're here right" you could feel how your eyes were burning at how you wanted to just cry. why was he acting this way. 

"why are you being such a bitch" you snap at him, getting off the chair he grabs steps in front of you "because i'm so close to calling jimin in here and telling him i fuck his little sister so we can get this shit over with and i can have you when ever i want" pushing past you he opens the door, looking down the hall he sees its clear. 

"you need to go before someone sees you" 

walking past him he gives your ass a firm slap before shutting the door after you glare at him.

leaning against the door namjoon sighs "fuck, why did i say those things" 

Dear Namjoon | 19

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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It had been over a month since you've last seen Jimin or ant of the boys to be precise. It's been a week since you last got a call from Jimin. You stopped yourself each day from calling him, you were used to having him around, But he wasn't the only person you would think of. There was days where you'd stare at namjoon's contact trying to make your thumb that was hovering over the phone icon to press down and call him.

There were days when you wanted to run to where he was and tell him how much you missed him and how you didn't care what jimin would think or say. Each time you gathered the courage you thought of the last things he said to you and how his face showed more disappointment than love.

There wasn't much for you to do back home, other than hang out with eunsook and the club. It was the weekend when you were laying in bed bored out of your mind, when you got the message.

jumping off the bed you looked out the window only to see namjoon getting out of the car (in this world he drives ig) looking down at your phone you see the message once more to read and make sure you weren't imagining things. you were alone at home and bored, this could be all in your head. But no matter how many times you read it over and over in your head you finally knocked out of it when the door bell rang.

JIMIN Namjoon is heading to our place, asshole won a contest and got the weekend off. I asked him to get something from my room! let him in please!!

you thought if you stayed quiet and didn't make any noise he'd think no one was home. either way you weren't near the front door or first floor. you instead stared at the screen of your phone which lit up due to another message coming in.

JIMIN are you not home?

chicken. Is all you could think about as you walked towards your door to close it very slowly. you stood against the wall as you contemplated if you should just go downstairs and let him in with some stupid excuse like, i was sleeping or i was taking a shit but it will already be awkward between the two of you.

JIMIN Well, I don't know where you are but just namjoon is gonna be at our place. I gave him my key I just thought you'd freak out if he entered.

if you could kill him through the phone you probably would. Seeing the message you rush to put your phone down on the desk farthest from your bed as you rush to get under the covers. once you finally stop moving you hear the front door open, namjoon talking out loud as to announce his presence incase of anyone being home. turning to look at the wall you hoped he wouldn't come check in your room.

why would he? there was nothing going on between you two...well at least officially. you could hear his footsteps as he walked up the stairs and passing your room. you held your breath, hearing your heart racing you wondered if he entered the room if he would hear it too. You began to pray he would just ignore you completely and leave.

You could hear how he closes jimin's door and heads towards the stairs, but just like everything else in your life as of lately nothing ever goes as planned. Your phone rings once more indicating jimin probably messaged you, stopping Namjoon at the hall outside your room. you hear him sigh as he walks towards your room, you hear how he stops in front of your door and knocks on the door gently.

but you ignore it, hiding more under the covers as you bring them over your head.

he didn't bother to knock again or say anything at all. instead you hear him head downstairs but never heard him leave the house.

you sat up, waiting to hear him leave. fuck it he already knows i'm here, you thought once getting off the bed to see what jimin or who ever it was had sent you.

JIMIN By the way, he'll be staying over for the weekend :P fucking jimin

"You asshole" jimin yells as he hits namjoon with the ball. The staff made them play a game, who ever won got the weekend off and could leave the dorms, but had to be back monday morning before practice.

namjoon, who had a very proud face right now stood tall as the other members were whining from their loss.

once they got back to the dorms he was packing his bag when he received a call from his parents saying he couldn't go home because it was getting remodeled. jimin who was still complaining about the fact he almost won overheard his conversation "you can just crash at my place" he says once you hang up.

Stay at your place? that was the last thing he wanted to do. y/n would be there, there was a tension every time you both met. It was as if you guys couldn't even sit down and talk without having sex and then ignoring each other right after. He knew it was him, he was the problem.

"it's fine i'll just stay here instead" you mumble, you open the gym back only to have jimin throw a pillow at you "then why the fuck did you win for? it's not like you could switch with one of us! just go, stay at my place. what's the problem?" jimin was frustrated. He wanted to get out of the dorm, and the everyday practice.

but we all knew he wouldn't be able to take a day off, he'd probably slip away to practice at some point during the day.

"fine"

parking a block away from the house he stares at y/n's contact. the name juicy thighs on his screen makes him think back to the day he decided that name. his finger hovering over the phone icon he can't help but hesitate - the last conversation you both had and the whole moment wasn't exactly pretty.

rubbing his forehead he goes back to his contacts and calls jimin instead, letting the phone ring as he gathers up his thoughts with a reason as to why he himself couldn't just go knock on the door.

"are you there? did she not answer?" jimin asks right away, out of breath. Namjoon could tell he was probably in the practice room dancing on his own. "no, I think she'll freak out if I just show up. Can't you call her and let her know" he says quickly, trying not to show how nervous he was.

"I gave you the key tho" he says clueless

"yeah even more reason to let her know, idiot"

"shit your right, I didn't even give you her number" he laughs- giving you her number as you pretend to be writing it down. "alright, let me call her then" namjoon ends the call, not saying anything else as he drives up to the drive through looking up at your window. letting out a sigh he gets out of the car and walks up to the front door.

he stood there for a good 10 minutes before jimin calls him back telling him you probably weren't home and that he could just enter and make himself at home. "sleep in my room, don't worry about anything" jimin says cheerfully "and don't forget to bring what I asked for!" namjoon begins to regret accepting the offer to crash at his place.

The thought of you not being home helped him relax a bit, shoving his phone to his back pocket he takes out the key and enters the house. "hello?" he says out loud, trying to see if anyone was home or not. after standing there for a good minute he takes off his shoes and makes his way upstairs.

as he reaches the top of the stairs he looks over to your room, the door closed- he wondered if you two were still together and in good terms if you had run down and greeted him. shaking his head as he pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind he walks into jimin's leaving his things there along with shoving the shit he wanted into a bag so he wouldn't forget.

about to leave the second floor namjoon stops in his steps when he hears a phone ring in y/n's room. looking at the door- a sour look appears on his face. "great" he mumbles under his breath, he looks down the stairs and back at your room debating if he should just get this over with and walk in there for the both of you to just talk. "fuck it" he says, ignoring every sensor in his body that's yelling to run away.

knocking on your door he waits to hear or have you say something- maybe come to the door but there was only silence on both sides of the door. reaching for the door knob he stops himself from entering your room, turning away from the door he heads downstairs.

"Don't worry about it, I'm happy to have you over" Mr. Park shakes namjoon hand as he greets him at the door. Jimin had called his dad to let him know namjoon would be staying over and he was more than delighted to keep him here for the weekend.

"Have you seen y/n" he asks, picking up his phone to order some take out. "No, when I got here no one was home" he shows a smile.

Mr. Park leaves Namjoon alone as he walks up to y/n's room. Knocking on the door he opens without waiting for a response- he finds you sitting on your desk doing some sort of work book "y/n, have you been here all day"

"sadly" you say rolling your eyes

"ok? Namjoon is downstairs he'll be staying all weekend. Come down so we could eat" without letting you decline the offer he walks out your room leaving the door wide open. Frustrated you grab a pillow, screaming into it as it muffles the noise.

grabbing your sweater you toss it on, making your way downstairs. act like you don't give a shit, you see namjoon sitting across from Mr.Park giving him those dimples that make you melt each time he would smile at you.

namjoon glances at you, his smile disappearing instantly as he fidgets in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. He didn't expect you to come down, maybe you'd give some excuse to go out or to just simply stay in your room.

"Hey" y/n says as she waves at him, he just nods his head without giving her a response- going back to talking with her dad. you are left speechless, standing by the staircase. Did he just - you look aroundseeing if there is anything you could throw at him.

There was grudge the both of them had against each other. one broke up with the other over stupid reason and the other basically proposed to just be fuck buddies.

both of them agreeing to these things, and simply letting them happen has them both at fault. Question is who's going to break first and apologize.

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"is it hard for jimin?" Mr.Park asks namjoon, passing the food out as you all sat down to eat. You wanted to escape to your room but he didn't let you, sitting down at the table with the two people you feel the most uncomfortable with- one being your dad who you haven't really bonded with and the other being your ex-boyfriend you broke up with.

"jimin has his own disadvantages, dance not being one of them. it's more of his confidence, he's probably practicing right now even though practice must've ended."

you listen in to the conversation, keeping quiet and making no eye contact what so ever as you pick on your food- i can't even eat .

"are you not hungry" your dad says as he's been watching you push around your food on the plate.

"not really" you say putting down your chopsticks, as you sit back on the chair looking at them both only slightly glancing at namjoon. who didn't bother to look up at you, he just continued to eat.

"eat some fruit then" he gets up making his way to the kitchen.

there's a awkward silence between the two of you once your dad leaves. you could see him in the kitchen from the counter space. There was no way you could speak a word to namjoon without your dad hearing what ever you both say.

"Does jimin eat well" you suddenly ask, catching him by surprise but he doesn't show it. "yeah, we're on diets here and then but he's alright"

"diet's as in?"

"chicken breasts" namjoon says nonchalant

"what?"

"that's all we eat, somedays at least" pushing back his seat he picks up his plate and walks to the kitchen "don't worry i'll wash dishes you say out loud as you see them both arguing on who was gonna wash the dishes.

"i'll be going to sleep, i've had a long day" he chuckles.

he walks to the staircase, you stare at him. Your mind screaming to just go and talk to him but you are too stubborn to do so.

"fuck it" you say as you jump off the chair and rush after him

"let's talk" namjoon was just about to enter jimin's room

"not today, i'm tired"

"then when" you stand next to him

"when I feel like it"

with those final words he shuts the door 

Dear Namjoon | 20

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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He sat on jimin's chair as he watched my naked body laying on the bed. "Is this what you want" he says sternly, his eyes following every curve of your body as he had to use everything inside him to stop himself from pressing you down on the bed as he took you from behind. 

"namjoon" I whimper, my core throbbing for him. 

"tell me something y/n, why is it that even after you broke up with me. You always seem to end up at my door step begging me with those eyes to fuck you senseless" I turn my head to the side, hands gripping the sheets as my face heats up from his intense stares. 

"look at me" he speaks up but I couldn't look his way even if I wanted to, I wanted to just tell him everything that was going on in my mind. Tell him how I never wanted to break up but I felt pressured by his whole career not to include jimin who I felt the most guilty to. 

"why am I the only one naked" you look his way. "isn't this what you came in here for?" the distance in his voice made your heart ache each time, he sounded uninterested or displeased with you. "I wanted to talk" you respond with attitude only to have him chuckle as he pokes the side of his cheek with his tongue clearly done with you. 

"all i've done is look at you and you're dripping wet already" he says amused "but all you wanted to do was talk?" 

"you're one to talk, I can see how hard you are from here" you grin 

"tell me babe, how do you keep your horny ass under control when you don't have me here to pleasure you huh" he smirks as he watches you shift in your position, the name calling got you each time. pressing your thighs together made you whimper at the sudden friction. The affect he had on you made you angry, you wanted him to beg for once.  gathering the courage you could as you look at his dark brown eyes not letting him intimidate you. "you really wanna know"

there's a silence in the room, you began to feel embarrassed. It was your turn to eye his body. the toned arms that would hold onto you, you wanted him to just hold you again. 

spreading your legs, he raises a brow as he looks at you not breaking contact once. slowly dragging my hand down my body, as I reach my nipples. The small buds are hard and swelled up the slight touch making me squirm. closing my eyes I imagine the one touching me is him, I can feel like light kisses he would leave on my body, just as he's pulling and rubbing them. I harshly pinch my left one, imagining it's him taking a bite out of me like i'm some sort of delicious desert. 

Completely forgetting namjoon's presence in the room, ignoring how I could hear him clear his throat. the moment I slightly open my eyes catching a glimpse of him, I see how he doesn't look away even once. My body screaming for more pleasure made my hand unconsciously travel down as it reaches my pussy. And he was right, I was fucking soaked. My fingers slipped past my folds into my entrance wasting no time I immediately curl my fingers as i thrust them into myself. 

"what's fucking you right now, my fingers or my cock?" he smirks as he hears me whimper the moment he spoke up. His voice made my walls clench around my fingers. he hums as if waiting for a answer only making me arch my back as a moan slips my trembling lips. turning to look at him, he was in the same position as the last time I saw him. I needed him inside me, "fingers" you manage to say - only to earn a chuckle from him. 

"cause nothing can satisfy me like that thick juicy cock of yours" his smile disappears into a thin line. you didn't know the sight of you touching yourself, the little whimpers that left your throat as you tried to please yourself and every single thing you said was taking a toll on him. he clenches his jaw, and you knew it was game over. you won. 

"fuck" he growls as he gets off the chair making his way to the bed as he pulls the shirt over his head. Knee on the bed he pulls you up as his lips crash into yours, eagerly. You can't help but tangle your hands in his hair as you pull him down to hover over you, the feeling of butterflies erupting in your stomach making your lips tremble against his. bitting on your bottom lip trying to get you to let him in only to receive a laugh from you. 

"I thought you didn't want to" pulling on his dark strands he groans as he stares down at you. "don't fucking treat me like that again, or I won't be the one begging at a door step" pushing him off of you as you get up. picking up your clothes from the floor you don't turn back to look at him at all as you get dressed. 

Namjoon sat at the edge of the bed as he watched you get dressed. Fucking asshole, who does he think he is, he waits till you get to the door for him to get up and close it right when you had just seen outside. A strong force took a hold of your chin, "you started something, shouldn't you finish it" he says 

you glance down at his little problem and grin "i don't know, you don't really deserve it, now do you?" pushing his hand away, you pull on the door knob and quickly went down the hall to your room. locking the door. 

"how did you sleep" your dad asked namjoon, the three of you having breakfast together once again. "yeah did you rest well" you smile at namjoon, serving him orange juice. 

You could tell he was still pissed about last night. "I didn't sleep much, I was busy writing a song but got distracted...so I had to work till morning" he sits back as he takes the cup of juice you served him and gulps it down in one go. "if you excuse me, I have to finish composing it" giving you both his signature dimple smile he gets up, picking up his plate as he walks to the kitchen. "y/n try not to bother him, since he'll be working" 

"what makes you think i'll bother him?" 

"you kept asking about jimin yesterday, he'll be here for tomorrow and monday morning. let him work" he tells you as he gets up to leave 

"i thought he was on a little break" you mumble, looking at your plate of food. 

______ "how's it going" yoongi tells namjoon over the face time call. both decided to call and talk about how the lyrics were going as yoongi was producing the music. "I haven't gotten much done" namjoon groans. yoongi looks up at the computer as he sighs, "I knew it wasn't a good idea for you to go there" 

"what? why?" 

getting up from his seat he walks over to the door shutting it. "i'm not fucking stupid namjoon, I know you're dating y/n" namjoon looks up from his notepad, "you're wrong" 

yoongi's brow raises as he looks at namjoon "whatever just don't fuck up, we need this done in a week" 

"i'm serious we aren't dating...anymore"

"what did you two break up and that's why you've been distracted?" yoongi stops what he was doing, Maybe if namjoon just talked to someone about what happened then he'll let it go or move on, is what he thought. "i guess...i don't fucking know" 

"look namjoon, get off that fucking chair and go talk to her. i'll buy us more time, but when you get back from there on monday. You better be a hundred percent back" without giving him a chance to answer he hangs up the call.  the only thing yoongi caused was for him to get more irritated. 

"yes he's in your room, doesn't leave it at all to be honest" you tell jimin, who was calling namjoon to check in on him but he wasn't answering. "he's lame, the break was for him to go out and have fun. the fuck is he working for" he whines, still angry he didn't win. 

"shut up, you know you'd be practicing non-stop if you had won" shaking your head as you laugh. 

"yeah but I would've had you to distract me" and as if the most brillant idea had just came to him he gasped "y/n go distract him, don't let him work" 

"yeah i'd rather not" you shake your head 

"please" he tries a pathetic attempt at a puppy face causing you to fake gag "please stop, fine i'll go see what I can do" you hang up. 

"as if i'd go talk to him..after what happened last night" you roll your eyes, jumping into your bed to take a nap. 

Sleeping in the whole day, you finally step out into the world to see what there was to eat. getting to the staircase you could hear music coming from jimin's room, "unbelievable he really is working huh" shaking your head you go downstairs to make yourself something to eat. 

troubled. You stood at the kitchen counter staring at two sandwiches, debating if you should go in there and give him one. "I shouldn't let him starve" you mumble remembering that jimin told you when he gets into his writing he forgets to even eat. letting out a sigh you grab the plate and walk upstairs to jimin's room. 

the music was loud at the other side of the door, no matter how many times you knocked there was no answer. "This fucking idiot" you curse, turning the knob of the door you let yourself in. opening your mouth to tell namjoon you had been knocking you stop at the doorway. "y/n, i'm busy" namjoon says, clearly pissed at the moment as someone stops the music.

You couldn't even say something back "HEY Y/N" jimin yells, namjoon was face timing the guys since he finished a part of the lyrics and yoongi finished producing his part. "hey jimin..." you softly say. walking to the desk you give him the food you had made and the bottle you had brought with you "sorry I barged in, You didn't come down to eat so..." it was silent, namjoon kept looking at you with a face that said "can you leave" you could hear jimin giggling with taehyung and you stare at the screen, sticking your middle finger at him "fuck you jimin" 

not looking back at them you leave the room just how you had entered, slamming the door behind you. 

"fuck i do?" jimin keeps laughing 

"can we just get back to work already" namjoon speaks up. "i think this the best chorus we've done" yoongi starts to talk "let's stick to this and build around it, alright namjoon now you really can rest. thanks for working on this" 

"yeah what ever, i'm going to sleep now" 

"don't forget to eat" jin says 

looking at the food you had left on the desk he sighs "yeah sure"

Dear Namjoon| 21

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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Clearly there was tension between us, dad was starting to catch up as he saw us being distant with each other.

"do you guys wanna go out later? i don't know watch a movie...what do you young kids do these days" he chuckles awkwardly.

"I can't right now, i started a new project. I don't think leaving it aside would be a good idea right now" namjoon speaks up, not giving you a glance at all. you felt irritated, he was suppose to be resting but he's working. Jimin told you he should relax and think about something other than work, and asked you for help to make it happen. but how could you when all he did was ignore you, at breakfast. even when you saw him as you passed each other in the hall.

"thank you for the food" he says, getting up from his seat he grabs his plate. looking up at him you expected at least some goodbye but he ignored your presence till the end.

what did you expect, you wanted this. you wanted to put some distance between the both of you to avoid destroying  what he had, in return you both are nothing. grabbing the rest of the dishes you walk to the kitchen, namjoon was drying his dishes. you stand beside him as you place the rest of the dishes in the sink. turning on the water you begin to wash the dishes, giving him the silent treatment as well.

"thank you" he says after a while of just staring at you, leaning against the sink as he looks out towards the dinning room where your dad was taking a call. "for what" you tell him nonchalant. "the food, but i'd appreciate it if you don't enter the room from now on"

"do I bother you that much" you place the last dish on the rack, turning your body to face him as his elbows are pressed against the sink. you stand in front of him as he stares at you. "or what? you can't control yourself when i'm around?" you're close, too close for his own sanity. clearing his throat he looks away and stands straight, placing his hands in his pockets. he looks over at your dad who had left the dinning room.

"you know y/n, isn't it funny how after you broke up with me. you've become so bold" his hands made their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him. you bite down on your bottom lip, trying to keep a straight face and not show how much effect he has on you.

"why?" he combs your hair back, placing it behind your ear "why is it that when you had me you we're scared but now" he chuckles, closing all space between the both of you he bends a little and leans in, his breath hitting your ear. "now you provoke me in your kitchen with your dad one room away...what? you aren't scared anymore?" you were about to answer but only let out a gasp as he bit on your ear lobe before pushing you away "it's my last day here, don't cause trouble and stay away. and don't come to my room unless you wanna get some" he says touching his crotch with a smug look.

ever since jimin left the house had been quiet, but the moment namjoon came to stay over there was music playing at every hour. you could hear how he'd walk out of the room and pace in the hallway. sitting in the living room with my dad we'd look up at the second floor when we heard him curse out loud or say it wasn't right.

"it must be hard" dad says as he shakes his head "not everyone can write music" i chuckle. he nods, but it was as if he had more to say "but at that age? you shouldn't be stressed like that" i agreed with him, reason why I broke up with him was because of all the stress i was afraid our relationship would cause. looking at his watch he gets up and grabs his coat "well i have to head out, try not to stress him out" he chuckles as you pouted.

taking out your phone you dial jimin's number, right away when he answers you complain to him how namjoon's only been working and just completely in a bad mood.

"he's currently on the phone with yoongi and hoseok...they're writing a song" jimin sighs "if i had gotten time off all i'd do is sleep" you roll your eyes "lies, you would've been dancing all night long with the worst anxiety" you tell him earning a guilty smile from him.

talking for a little longer you end up hanging up, after coming up with the plan to go and interrupt their conversation. while jimin on the other side will get taehyung to barge in on yoongi and hoseok.

walking up the stairs you hear the same song from yesterday, and you felt privileged to hear their music without it even being released. without knocking you enter once you hear yoongi call taehyung's name who barged into the room. namjoon turns to look at you, already annoyed. walking up to the table, you push his chair away as you take over his computer "bye guys, it's his last day here and he's going to actually rest and not work" with one click you cut the call before yoongi could curse at you.

"what the fuck, i told you i started a new project" he scoffs, brushing his hair back. you look at him, eyes drawn to his broad shoulders. his shirt tight on his arms showing off how muscular they are.

"come on, you should take a break, you're frustrated and how do you expect to make music that way"  he groans leaning his head back on the chair "what ever, just get out"

"don't you remember"

"remember what" he sighs, not caring to look at you as you talked. now it was you who was angry, he keeps making you feel as if you didn't matter to him, yes it was you who broke off the relationship but this wasn't fair, when is he gonna understand why you did it.

getting on your knees you place your hands on his thighs "you said not to enter unless i wanted something" he was shocked, looking down at you as you kneeled in front of him just the sight of it he was already getting hard.

reaching up for to his nape, you pull him down crashing your lips on his giving him no time to react. not letting you win he takes control over the kiss the moment his hands are tangled in your hair, as he tugs your head back to deepen the kiss. you waste no time, as you press on his harden length underneath his shorts making him groan. pulling away from the kiss, he presses his forehead against yours "y/n, where's your dad" he says out of breath

"he left" you respond, not giving his member any relief as you tease him. "fuck, you haven't changed, you're still a chicken" he chuckles "shut up and lift your hips" you tell him as you smack his hand away

without arguing he does as you say, pulling down his boxers revealing his long, thick veiny cock full of precum you look up at him, his eyes filled with lust "all the way baby girl" without arguing you obey, opening your mouth he slips himself inside my mouth his lower lip tucked between his teeth as the moan leaves his chest as your lips wrap around him.

you began to work on him as his head fell back "fuckk..that little mouth of yours" he grunts, not holding back as he bucks his hips forward forcing me to take more of him "you always have taken me well" the compliments you make you feel wet down there, you wanted him.

opening your mouth wider, he thrusts deeper until he feels his tip hit the back of my throat. swirling your tongue around his harden length. doing everything you could to hear him moan your name. his head leaned back, sweat running down his neck the view was perfect. he could feel that he was close, not wanting to finish he holds onto your hair as he himself out of you "shit...each time you give me head, you get better and better" he chuckles. lifting you up he sits you on his lap, one leg on each side.

immediately he kisses you. there was something different about this sex, the after sex. while you both were dating he was different, now there was a feeling.

it made you feel sick in your stomach

you gasp as you feel namjoon slip his index and ring finger into you "really? you're thinking about something else right now?" he growls "w-wait namjoon" you moan as he thrusts his digits into you not caring.  "have you been waiting for me to fuck you since i got here?"

"what" you can bearly speak out

"hmm"

"no..."

"liar, look how wet you are" he says pulling out his digits out, lifting you up he walks to the bed, lips connected. he lays you down without breaking the kiss. you begin to undress each other, the clothes ending up at some corner of the room. "are you sure you wanna do this, it' your brothers room" his face dips to your neck as he leaves trails of kisses "why bring him up right now of all times" you say sarcastically

irritated with your attitude he bites on your neck causing you to groan "cause that's all you care about, your brother" taking your nipple between his teeth he tugs on it before sucking on it "namjoon" you let out his name in a desperate tone "what?" you can't help but just whimper.

fixing himself between his legs, you waited for him to just enter you but he was only staring at you "namjoon" you say in a questioning tone "tell me you don't feel anything for me" he says, gripping your thighs "what?"

"tell me that after this we're over" and there you saw it, this was the feeling. you both we're clinging on to each other but trying to stay away at the same time "i would be lying if i said that" you respond, fingers tangled in his black locks as he hovered over you. "then kiss me" pulling him towards you, you lips met his for a slight kiss. "you're driving me crazy" he says

"just for tonight, can we forget about everything"  sitting up you reach over to jimins drawer, taking out a box of condoms "do they even work" namjoon says, taking the box as he checked to make sure "our luck, they do" i'm propped up on my elbows as i watch him slip it on, rubbing it on my folds before aligning himself to my entrance.

with a single hip movement he was inside me. the gasp that left my lips made him grin, "i missed being inside you" he groans, pulling my legs closer to him. gripping my thighs he chuckles "these juicy thick thighs will always be my favorite" giving you no time to answer he lifts your legs over his shoulders as he thrusted into you deeper than before causing the both of you to moan loudly. you wince at his size, since you both hadn't had sex for a while. he pulls out slightly and slammed his hips forward making you scream out.

"fuck...harder namjoon please" you screamed out digging your nails onto his forearms. wasting no time he carries on thrusting as fast and hard as he could, while watching your small fists  clench onto the sheets while you moaned his name at the feeling of him inside you. namjoon claimed your lips again, you lift your hips to change angle only to have him groan loudly. "shit y/n  hold on" he grunts as he reaches for a pillow, lifting your hips to place it underneath "shit" you whimper as his thrusts became more erratic, namjoon slammed his hips into you as you held onto his shoulders "fuck i'-" you couldn't finish your sentences from the euphoric feeling you felt inside your stomach as you came all over his cock.

"shit" he hissed, as your walls clenched all around him. thrusting into you through your orgasm he holds onto your waist giving you no attention as you cried out due to the over stimulation. his thrusts became sloppy before he released his orgasm. "good thing you're dad isn't home or else he would've heard that" he smirks

"pull out" you whimper, placing your hand on his lower stomach as you try to push him away. your eyes widen as you feel him getting big once again. "stop, are you serious?!" you panic. pulling out he takes off the condom. grabbing the box that was tossed at the end of the bed "there's three more. i don't think jimin will be coming back anytime soon" he takes another one out "wait we can't go again" you hit his chest as he hovers over you again "why not, you never had a problem with it before"

you're heart starts beating fast as you see him dip his head between your legs "these thighs girl, i think i'm addicted" he begins to suck on your thighs, leaving hickeys all over "w-wait i'm serious na-" you let out a moan when the tip of his warm tongue moves in a  circular motion against my clit, making shakes go to every part of my body. your hands right away going to his hair, he doesn't complain.

"namjoon, please" you cry out "i want you" lifting his head, he licks his lips "want to feel good?" he says, you nod right away

"turn around, and i'll make you feel great" doggy style, he loves it. but you love seeing his face as you make love.

"now" he smacks your thigh, causing you to yelp

leaving kisses on your back as you get on all fours "did you like that" he says landing another slap on your ass, your hands gripping the sheets "I guess we're still learning about this beautiful body of yours" he kisses your cheek, before spreading your ass as he enters you from behind

after the second time, it took you everything to stop him from going a third time. now you were straddling him with his shirt on. both making out. pulling away from the kiss, the both of you had the widest smiles on your faces. "feel better?" you tell him, earning a laugh "sex is the best stress reliever" you laugh as he wiggles his brows at you.

"but you aren't allowed to have anyone else" you wrap your arms around him. "i wouldn't want anyone else" he steals a kiss from you making you giggle. "y/n, please. lets just get back together" he pleads

"we ca-"

"do you know how much worse it'll be if jimin finds out we are just some fuck buddies, i think thats worse than finding out we're dating" turning your head to the side to avoid his gaze, cause you knew he was right. "babe please, i need you" grabbing your chin, he makes you face him

fine

who cares if jimin knows

i can't be without you

that's what you wanted to tell him. that's what was about to slip from your mouth. "namjoon-" both your heads snap towards the door as you hear a sudden knock "y/n, namjoon. both of you come downstairs" you're eyes widen in shock, your dad was back. for how long? what did he hear ? you stare at namjoon in shock as he swears under his breath before looking back at you, his hands caressing your waist as he kisses your forehead "it's going to be ok" helping you off of him, you both dress up.

"maybe it's better if you stayed up here, let me talk to him" you stop namjoon before he opens the door. "yeah no, it takes two to tango" throwing a arm around your waist he opens the door, pulling you with him.

your dad was sitting in the living room rubbing his forehead "dad.." you say softly

he sighs, before looking up. "sit down please"

there was a awkward tension in the air, namjoon though. he looked like he was proud to get caught by his girlfriends dad. he had no shame what so ever "do you at least use protection"

"yes" you respond

"are you both dating?" another question

no, was going to be your answer but namjoon beat you to it "yes"

"namjoon" you say his name quickly "what, want me to say we're fuck buddies or something to your old man?" he shakes his head, "we're dating, it's just complicated"

"why is it complicated" my dad speaks up

"because jimin doesn't know" and as if my dad right away caught on he rubbed his forehead "y/n..really"

"you see i'm starting to get irritated with this whole situation" namjoon speaks up "this obsession with his sister, that he doesn't even let her date who she wants. not even if he wants to date one of his friends. which in my opinion is better than some random guy" your jaw could touch the ground as you heard him "so tell me mr.park, do you disapprove of our relationship? you're the father here"

you glanced between the both of them, not knowing what to say or do

"no, you're a good kid. what reason do i have to interfere. the thing is jimin-"

"there we go again with jimin, who fucking cares. why can't y/n's happiness come first. maybe if he wasn't always so possessive of his friends and sister and would just accept it we wouldn't have to hide. i'm planning to tell him, not now but soon" he speaks up

"wait, you can't" you stand quickly making your chair fall back "do you want to be with me y/n?"

you stare at namjoon, tears in your eyes.

fuck you, for making me choose.

"no" turning away from him you make your way up the stairs, not looking back as they called your name.

Dear Namjoon| 22

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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"this whole brother shit you got going on has to stop" namjoon chases after you as you made your way up to your room. wanting to shut the door before he could catch up but failed as he pushes the door open shutting it behind him. "y/n, i'm serious why are you being like this" he was angry you could tell by how he his eyes narrowed as he looked down at you. his jaw clenched, trying to control himself from yelling.

"you don't understand" you yell which made namjoon's brow lift "enlighten me"

"we can-" 

"y/n, if you come out with all the bullshit excuses you've been using then don't even open that mouth of yours" his voice loud at first before he lowers it, controlling himself. you mouth left agape since you had nothing to say. he was right you were starting to ask yourself why you had been having such a hard time just accepting everything that was happening and also just telling jimin. 

"you know what" his voice was filled with annoyance, he reaches for the door knob. leaving the door wide open "i'm just gonna be some fuck buddy y/n, it either you choose now. and let me tell you, it'll end here i'm not taking this shit anymore" you stare at him in disbelief, there he goes again making you choose. does he not care about his friendship with jimin? his loud voice and tone made you have goosebumps knowing that your dad was probably hearing this conversation as well. namjoon watched you as you stood there completely frozen and he felt as if he knew the answer. namjoon's scoffs "this isn't even about jimin anymore, it's just you. you're the problem" turning his back towards you he grabs the handle as he steps out the room ready to shut the door. 

but your feet moved on their own. one minute you were frozen lost in thought the other minute you fulled on the door handle and crashed into namjoon's chest hugging him as tight as you could "please don't go" you cried. 

"y/n-"

"no, listen ok..i'm sorry" you step back, but held onto his arms "I don't know why I'm scared of telling him, at first it was because of the whole group and your friendship. I didn't want to be the cause of you guys fighting" and then there was jungkook who made me even more worried. 

"if you think our friendship is so weak that something like this would make us stop being friends then you're seriously stupid" you were shocked. he'd never talk to you like that but you could still feel how angry he was. 

"you're right.."

"i'm going to tell him once I get back" he suddenly says, waiting to see your reaction. hearing does words leave his lips you stared at the ground. "can't we tell him together" 

"and wait another month? No i'm tired of waiting" he moves your hands away, walking into your room as he takes a seat at your desk. "You're just gonna run away from the whole situation again" he shakes his head, saying no to your request. you shut the door and sit on the bed "please, I promise next time the three of us are face to face i'll tell him" he just sighs, rubbing his temple "fine" 

"and the other gu-"

"most of them know" 

"what?" you gasp 

namjoon grins "well let me just tell you that maybe fucking you in a house filled with friends isn't the best idea" he laughs

"who knows" your face beet red

"Jungkook" you knew that...

"taehyung" he rolls his eyes, annoyed by the younger friend who would always give him the side eye when jimin would talk about you. "hobi and yoongi" he shrugs as if it was nothing. "you're lying" 

"no"

"and no one's told jimin..."

"it's none of their damn business" 

jimin's going to be pissed when he finds out everyone knew...that's for sure. 

saying there wasn't a sense of relief for you after hearing what namjoon had to say, would be a lie. here you were sitting next to him, head leaned against his shoulder as you watch him scribbling on his notepad. 

"is it harder for you guys?"

he stops writing on the notepad, placing it on his lap "more or less, not really worried enough to care. anyways having them with me makes it all easier. if it was just me then it'll be a different story for sure" he sighs resting his head back as he closes his eyes. 

you liftt your head of his shoulder, looking at him. he glances at you after the silence filled the room. fidgeting with your hands, as you stare at him guilty eyes. namjoon groans in annoyance, "babe, don't start or even of going off about how our relationship could ruin things." taking my hands in his he massages my hand that was left red due to my fidgeting. "but jimi-"

before you could continue he shuts you up by quickly taking your lips with his, biting down your bottom lip enough to make you whine. "next time you even think of mentioning him again, i'm going to call him and tell him without hesitation without caring about your opinion" he was annoyed. grabbing his notepad he makes his way upstairs. 

"namjoon-"

"i'm going to pack" you watch him head upstairs, not turning to look at you once. 

"make sure you take care of yourself, don't work so hard" your dad pats his shoulder before the two pull into a short hug "i'll keep that in mind"

"and watch over my son, he can be hard on himself at times" they laugh. then the silence filled the room again making your father turn to look at you and then namjoon before clasping his hands together "well then, i'll let you two say your good byes" he clears his throat, leaving to another room of the house. 

"i'm sorry"

"for"

you nibbles on you lower lip, feeling the bimp he had left there. his eyes fell on you lips as he watched, looking up to your eyes. 

"for mentioning it over and over after we already talked about it" he picks up his suitcase, steping towards you to kiss your forehead. "behave y/n, and make sure to come when i call you. the faster we get this done the faster I can hold you whenever I want and not have to hide" he gropes your ass, giving it a good slap before kiss your lips 

"will it be soon?"

"a month, we are getting ready for our next album. i think it's best to wait until after our release" you nod, he was right. right now there is more important things than their relationship. "but don't disappear completely come visit" 

"i will"

"good girl" he winks at me, pulling the front door open. "alright i have to go, go in" he smiles waving before stepping down the steps, shutting the door I pull the curtain back and watch him walk to his car. "a month" you felt goosebumps with just the thought of both of you telling jimin in a month. 

shoving his suitcase into the car he looks up as he shuts the door, he gives you his dimple smile before entering the car and driving away. 

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It had only been a week, and things were getting crazy. There was posters of BTS in the subways and bus stops. you'd enter the stores and their song was playing. They were doing good for rookies but then there was the media who like always liked to bring down people. Picking on the members 'flaws'. 

you'd comment under hate comments whenever you saw them on any BTS article. 

"y/n i'm doing fine" jimin laughs "they're just comments, I don't pay attention to them" he tries to convince you. But you knew that this was affecting him, for some reason people kept picking on him and he had become a huge target for haters. 

namjoon told you that he caught jimin crying one night outside the dorms, since he was trying to avoid any member from knowing but taehyung caught him and went for namjoon after the third night with tear filled eyes because he didn't know what to do anymore. 

Namjoon gathered the boys the next day and set the rule that only namjoon could monitor the comments, since not only jimin but also hobi became a target for hate namjoon stepped up and decided to take all the hits. 

"they don't even know you, those words don't matter alright!" you speak up, ignoring his words about him being fine and just trying to get him to understand.

"y/n, I get what your saying. But.."

"but what? just don't read the articles!" 

"it's easier for you to be on the phone and tell me this, but you aren't the one getting all those things said to you" he yells into the phone, shocking you and all the members around him. he was sitting on the opposite end of the practice room, since he was letting you do all the talking no one would know what the conversation was about and at this point making a numb face had become second nature to him. taehyung looks up and stares at jimin who right away caught his eyes and they stared at each other. 

"Jimin..I didn't mean to-"

getting up he brushes his hair back "just forget it, Put yourself in my shoes for once" that was the last thing you heard before the call ended. taehyung and jimin stared at each other before he walked out of the practice room with taehyung right behind him. 

"j-hope, if you need to have a outburst like that to feel better then do it" yoongi tells his friend who was watching jimin with pitiful eyes. "i'm doing fine, anyways he gets more hate then I do these days" he clears his throat, showing jin the next step to the choreography. Jin nods and quickly follows j-hope as to not make him explain it more then he needed to. 

"yeah but it's still happening to you, don't compare it to jimin. you're feelings matter too" getting off the floor yoongi walks past j-hope, patting his shoulder "get all the members together later on the roof, I want to do something" 

you walked into the classroom where you found all of BTS's fanbase watching their most recent interview. They began to fangirl over their biases and how cute they looked. glancing over eunsooks shoulder you look at the members but unlike them you knew how they really felt under those smiles. setting your back bag down you continue to watch the video with them. 

the crowd of army behind the boys were cheering and chanting their names, something that should make them feel at ease and relaxed but it was the opposite. Jimin of all the members felt the need to act more masculine and flirt with the fans. 

at some point the members decide to walk around and give some autographs to the fans who had photos or objects they could sign. jimin walks along the left side with jungkook, all the members trying to cover as much area as they could. Jungkook reaches over some girls to get a iron man action figure someone was trying to hand him over the crowd, jimin began to laugh at the maknae who was trying with all his might to reach it. but his smile disappeared  the moment someone in the crowd pulled on jungkook's arm and made him slam into the barricade. 

ignoring jungkook's painful scream people began to pull on him. there were no security present inside the circle that BTS were walking in. Jimin immediately grabs onto jungkook's arm that was being yanked by some girl who kept screaming his name. it became complete chaos the moment jimin gave them a chance to also grab his arm, namjoon and hoseok running to their section as fast as they could to pull them out of the grips of the fans. 

everyone in the room gasps, watching the struggle between the two members and the crowd who had no respect for them. your hands tighten into fist, as you watch. "where the fuck is the security" eunsook yells 

jimin manages to get jungkook free of crowd, pushing him back. but with all the thrashing someone hits jimin with a banner making him fall back tripping as he falls to the ground. jungkook rushes to him, grabbing his arm as he lifts him up. "hyung i'm sorry I didn't think they'd grab onto me" jimin looks behind jungkook seeing how namjoon was already on his way to them. 

"let's just move on to the other side" jimin whispers loud enough for only him to hear. bending down to get his hat that fell when the girl hit him with the banner, someone from the crowd decied to grab onto his shoulder once he got closer and that was when he lost it. 

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME" jimin yells on the top of his lungs, slapping her hand off of him, facing her as he yells. the crowd becomes silent, everyone watching jimin who just lashed out at someone. namjoon grabs jungkook whispering something into his ear, making the maknae run off to where jin was. "jimin" namjoon says his name in a stern voice, but the boy didn't move. He stared at the girl who not only touched him without permission but held onto jungkook and pulled him against the barricade. his breathing became fast, the girl just stared at him in shock. not knowing what to do since he clearly couldn't go anywhere and jimin was staring her down. 

"jimin" namjoon speaks up louder this time. with one last glare he turns to namjoon "i'm sorry" he mutters before walking past the leader and making his way to the other members. namjoon and j-hope went up to the crowd and was talking to them probably trying to fix what jimin just did. even if he had all the right to lash out at them he shouldn't have. 

"does it hurt" taehyung hands jungkook a water bottle. the maknae was sitting on the bench shirtless, a bruise covering his stomach from when he slammed against the barricade. "not really, i'm fine" there were scratches on his arm, jin was putting some medication on them. "is jimin alright? this wouldn't had happen if I didn't try to reach over for th-"

"jungkook stop. it wasn't your fault people shouldn't just grab onto you or anyone just because they want to" taehyung stops him before he could blame himself for what just happened. but it didn't stop him from feeling guilty. the door slams open and a pissed off namjoon walks in with jimin right behind him, the two arguing about how he could've handled the situation better. 

"i fucking blew it alright, I know!" jimin yells at namjoon, he was frustrated. first the comments and now this? he was bound to blow up and namjoon knew this but he wasn't angry at jimin. he was angry at the people who pulled on jungkook, at the people who grabbed onto jimin, the people who wrote those mean comments to the members, the and himself because he felt like he could be doing better. 

yoongi walks up to them "namjoon, we can fix thi-" 

"can everyone just shut the fuck up!" namjoon yells throwing his phone, making it hit the mirror in the practice room causing it to shatter. everyone frightened by what just happened stare at namjoon, who was crouched over and covering his face. 

"i can't do this, i'm not good at this leader shit" 

no one knew what to do or say, they just stared at namjoon. 

"jimin, i'm not mad at what you did" jimin was now crying, jimin only nods as he looks at namjoon who just liked him was also crying "i just don't understand why people can be like this" 

yoongi kicks a shard of glass that had fallen by his foot. "everyone go to the roof top right now" he says, catching everyones attention as he continues to kick the shattered pieces into a pile. "NOW" he yells. jin stays behind with yoongi, the two oldest talking about something they had planned. 

jin and yoongi finally join the other members on the roof top "clearly shit is getting hard, and we all forgot that we are a team" jin speaks up 

"we started this together, we have to stick together" yoongi speaks up "jimin, hoseok. I understand that right now is a hard time and maybe you feel people won't understand how it feels. but you two aren't the only one getting hate comments we all are. yeah you two are huge targets to the hate but namjoon already took the pressure to monitor the comments." yoongi takes out the phone from his pocket, it was jimin's "but yet you continue to look at comments and read them, then what is namjoon doing all that for?"  jimin head drops as he wipes his tears "he wants to protect you from it and you don't even let him help you" 

"we are a team aren't we?" jin asks, everyone nods their head. "well we need to start acting like it, no more secrets. no more of this" yoongi lifts jimin's phones refrencing how he sneakily checked the comments and social media. 

"now everyone got to the ledge" the members turn to look at the ledge and looked back at yoongi with confused eyes. sighing the older member walks to the ledge and climbs up. "well are you guys gonna do it?" jin and hoseok follow, standing next to yoongi. who took their hands into his, the other members following them. 

"now on the count of three we are gonna yell, as loud as we can"

"1"

"2"

"3" 

all seven boys yelled into the night, tears in their eyes. 

"now we are gonna scream again, but this time we're gonna say. we are BTS and we will not let anyone tear us down. So fuck everyone who gets in our way" 

"1"

"2"

"3"

all seven boys yelled the phrase into the night, holding hands. 

"we are BTS. and we will get through this" namjoon speaks up "together" 

Dear Namjoon| 23

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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Jimin has been avoiding my calls, and only exchanges dull messages. I  stopped texting him completely my last message was me telling him that I'm waiting for him to want to talk to me. 

Namjoon was also unreachable, it seemed as if everyone was too busy or bothered  to even acknowledge me. I were planning to visit this week but no one answered me in time to even plan the visit so it didn't happen. It was scary how the deadline namjoon had set to telling jimin was approaching and you weren't anywhere close to making up with him over this trivial matter. 

but this time it wasn't you who postponed telling jimin, but rather namjoon. "it's fine, it's not like I visit very often these days" you nibble on your bottom lip as your boyfriend tells you that jimin still isn't doing great and with the next album approaching it just didn't seem like it was a good idea. 

he was frustrated, with work and the backlash of what had happened had not quiet down at all. people are really good at reminding you of your worst moments. but everything he was saying was only adding to your reasons of ending this relationship with him. he was adding to the fire without knowing and the flames were getting to the point to where it will be impossible to tame. 

"namjoon, I-"

"Give it to jungkook" namjoon yells to jin from across the hall as he was sneakily talking to you. "sorry babe, we're just so busy...what were you going to say?" you felt bitter. 

"nothing, I have to go. let's talk later alright" you try to sound as cheerful as possible but it was in vain, his attention was somewhere else completely he didn't notice you weren't ok, or maybe your expectations are just to high. 

"alright" 

that's all he said before ending the call. 

Namjoon was laying on the floor of the practice room, he could not sleep and decide to just practice since he should do good with any free time he had. he stared at his phone screen, his finger hovering over your photo. glancing at the corner of his screen 3:30am, he lets out a sigh turning off his screen. 

You both haven't seen each other for a long time now, and he was feeling like a jerk about it.  He kept thinking about how you might've been right about ending it, but he didn't want that. He knew how much this relationship was stressing you and that you thought there were more cons than pros.....but he wanted you. 

sitting up he stared at himself in the mirror before looking down at his phone again. 

"fuck it" tapping on your photo the phone rings. 

and it rings

and it rings

and it rings

"hello?" her soft voice making his beating heart calm down as he exhales. 

"hey" he says slowly 

"are you alright?" he hears shuffling in the other end and knows you were sleeping but his selfishness didn't let him feel bad for waking you up. "sorry I woke you up" he lets out a chuckle.

"no it's alright, I was just surprised you called" 

"I know..I haven't been there for you a lot lately" 

"it's fine, i understand" 

laying back down on the floor he stares at the ceiling, so many thoughts flooded his mind and your silence didn't help him with keeping rational thoughts. he was starting to see what you meant, how this relationship right now could cause so much trouble and he thought he couldn't be as confident as he was before. 

"can you just...what have you been up to" his voice shakes, but you were too tired to notice.

shutting his eyes he holds his phone up to his ear and hears you talk about the stuff you've been doing, he wanted you to tell him everything you had not been able to these past weeks but what he really just wanted was to hear your voice.

before he could respond to you he hears the door to the practice room open automattically he sitting up he faces the man who walked in. 

"jimin" he says quietly, your voice freezing at his name

"what are you doing here" the younger member says, walking to him. 

"practicing"

"i see you on the phone" jimin laughs 

"yeah...it's y/n" namjoon says, eyes never leaving jimin. as if to read his reaction but jimin didn't do anything, he put down his bottle and stood in front of the mirror, looking at namjoon's reflection. 

"this late?" 

"yeah" 

jimin stared for a moment then reached for the control on the floor and turned on the music. his body moving to the choreography they learned earlier as he ignores namjoon's stares. "are you planning to never make up with her" namjoon speaks up. 

"that's none of your business" jimin continues to dance, jumping he lands on his left foot as he leans forward. 

everyone was silent, he tried to concentrate on the phone against his ear as he tried to hear you but noticed that you weren't saying anything either. 

"I'll just hang up now...it's late so" you're voice was small, his eyes never leaving jimin as he thought how much of a jerk he was for how he was treating you. 

"alright, i'll call you later" he says into the phone before hanging up. 

placing his phone in the bag that laid near him, he gets up and joins in on the choreography. it didn't last long before jimin who had the control in his pocket suddenly turns off the music. 

"since when are you close with my sister?"

wiping his front, his eye brows creased at the hostility in his voice, "we became friends ever since you introduced her to us" trying to avoid eye contact he walk over to the bench that had a 24 of water bottles. 

"yeah? just friends huh" he scoffs 

"yeah, just friends" 

"close enough to be calling this late?" 

"she had called me yesterday and I didn't see until now, you know how busy I am after what happened" 

"for what"

"to ask how her brother was doing" sitting on the bench he clenches the bottle in his hand as he talks to jimin, the real answer as to why he called you was at the tip of his tongue but he couldn't say it. the way jimin was treating you made him want to just tell him that you guys were dating.

"it's not her fault you know, and i'm not saying it's yours either but still. the way you're treating her isn't right" gathering his things, namjoon pats his shoulder as he makes his way out the practice room. 

"I didn't get to talk to her like i wanted" he mumbles. 

he was pacing in the dorm, his thumb nail between his teeth as he stared at the screen "jimin?" jungkook calls out his name 

"whats wrong?"

"my sister" is all his says but those two words still made jungkook feel his heart beat race "what about her?" 

"I've been acting like a dick and now I wanna call her but I don't even know what to say to her" he put his phone on the counter and takes a seat. jungkook stares at him before glancing at his phone "just call her, thats it"

"since when is namjoon close with her?" jimin looks at jungkook, after yesterday the whole conversation replayed in his head. "did you guys also get close?"

jungkook swallows before chuckling "your sister is a really friendly person. it's not like she isn't unlikeable" 

"yeah but...i don't know..forget it" he laughs making jungkook feel even more uneasy. 

a little over a month passed and the announcement was released for the next album. Namjoon and you talked more, since jimin had seen namjoon that night talk to you and he didn't say anything in the matter the two of you thought it would be fine. 

but you wouldn't say that everything was better, jimin still had not contacted you and well the secret was still there. Namjoon said that it'll be better to not say anything until we talked again but i'm not sure I want that. 

how can I tell him right after we make up, he'd stop talking to me all over again. 

but it didn't matter how much time I thought I had, I should've known with this luck of mine that nothing would've gone my way. 

entering the building you looked around trying to find someone you recognized but there was only one person in the lobby. 

bitting your lip you take a deep breath as you head for the elevators... it was his birthday, of course he wouldn't kick you out...would he? walking down the hall as you exited the elevator you stood in front of the familiar door. 

your hand hovered over the door bell as you hesitated to press and confront your brother. 

"what are you doing" startled by the voice behind you, you turn quickly looking at a more mature jungkook. holding your breath you bit on your lip "i'm here to see my brother" 

"then why not enter" his brow raises in question, stepping forward he leaves no space between the two of you as reaches next to you sliding up the cover to enter the code. you could smell his cologne from how close he was standing "he's in his room, exhausted from practice" he pulls the door open "even if he is your older brother, lecture him will you? he doesn't take care of himself as he should and if someone points it out he" frustrated just thinking about jimin's recent behavior he stares down at you "why aren't you entering"

"you're in my way" breaking eye contact he steps back and you enter the apartment "right" jungkook mutters behind you as he enters after you. 

"he stares at his phone a lot, debating if to call you or not. honestly I didn't think he could drag it out this long but then again the work he does doesn't give him the luxury  to sit around and call people" setting down the bags on the counter he turns to look at you with arms crossed against his chest "you could've also called instead of following his stupid childish tantrums...you both really are siblings" he rolls his eyes. 

"all you ever do is blame me for everything, brat" 

"yeah well" shrugging he begins to unpack the bags. you glare at his back for a second before walking down the hall towards his room. turning back you call out to him "hey, who else is here"

"if you're asking for..him. he's not here, he's at the studio recording" you give him a small nod, turning the door knob, the dark room gets a bit of light from the hall. 

closing the door you sneak up next to the bed, hearing his small snores you couldn't help but smile. the little light that manage to enter the room from the curtains let you see his face that just like jungkook's had changed significantly. 

so much was running through your head, how'd you try to make up with him. tell him about namjoon, and hope he doesn't kick you out in the spot or fight namjoon. but seeing him sleeping made you also realize how petty he had been towards you. who cares if what jungkook said was true, he was still being a dick towards you. 

so you did, the only thing you could've done as his sister. 

pulling on the sheet slowly, you climb onto the bed. grabbing a good grip on him you push him with all your force off the bed his body slamming to the ground made him yell. 

 "what the fuck" jimin curses, groaning as he held his head. 

sitting up he pulls at the curtain, the window not so far from his bed he lets light come in. "sleeping in this late? you're lazy" jimin who had been rubbing his eyes stops, and stares at you. "oh it's you" he mumbles as he lifts himself off the ground to sit on the bed next to you. "I'm not lazy, i've just been working hard" 

"i've heard" you roll your eyes as he tries to lay back down, pushing you as he gets comfortable. not wanting him to ignore you or feel awkward because of the distance that was obvious between the both of you. 

sighing you pull the covers up and lay next to him, the two of you are silent as you both stare at the ceiling. usually he would apologize first when ever there was a fight but he was silent and you thought he had fallen asleep. 

turning to face him he slightly looks your way before clearing his throat "what"

"are those wrinkles" you jokingly touch the corner of his eye, swatting your hand away 

"stop" he scowls 

"you have to stop stressing brother, it's starting to show. mom has a good anti-aging cream maybe if I ask her she'll send a ba-" sitting up he chuckles "you really are so annoying you know that" you smile at him and shrug your shoulders as if you did not care. 

"i'm sorry" you both say in unison 

"no, you shouldn't need to apologize. it was me who took my anger out on you" scratching his head he sighed "you were just there and I blew. I didn't know how to..."

"I understand, I was being rather annoying too wasn't I" shaking his head, you both smiled at each other awkwardly. 

"I should thank namjoon" 

"namjoon? why?"

"just for checking on you and well reminding me- doesn't matter...but you both are just friends right?"

he shuts his eyes, leaning against the head board as he yawns clearly still tired. opening his eyes he looks at you and raised a brow. 

"jimin-"

"yeah just friends" you felt your body jolt at the voice that came from behind you. turning around you see your boyfriend leaning against the door frame "as much as I'm happy you both finally reconciled the food is here and we're all hungry" walking into the room he stops beside the bed "and you know that if you're not fast enough there won't be any more food" placing his hand on your shoulder he smiles "how have you been?" 

you chuckle at his acting and stand up to hug him "good, and you" jimin who didn't give the action much thought makes his way to the door "well lets go then" you watch as jimin walks out the room with the two of you close behind him. you kept giving namjoon glances, inside you were screaming so happy to finally see him. 

leaning down he whispers into your ear discretely "i've missed you"

It's a sign | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 7 side story ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: 323 words a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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Taehyung's pov

"seriously dude" jimin throws his arm up, as he yells at the phone

Taehyung continues to eat his sandwich as he looks at him hang up the phone, frustrated

"Now what happened" taehyung speaks up

"Nothing it's just I told namjoon to watch y/n, cause she's out with some guy and I just don't like it" he sighs as he ruffles his hair

"Bro you said your dad was being too controlling over her but look at how your acting. People might think you have a thing for your sister" taehyung wiggles his eyebrows as he snorts at what he just said

Jimin glares at him "shut up, I just don't want her to mess up or get taken advantage of"

"But why you yell at namjoon for?"

"He said he's out taking care of his needs" jimin scrunches his nose in disgust but taehyung just laughs "dude first your sister and now namjoon, maybe a sign that you need to get laid"

"Oh shut up"

"Shit who knows maybe it's your sister helping him with his needs" taehyung grins

"Ha ha very funny, I told him she's off limits. He wouldn't betray my trust like that" jimin rolls his eyes

"I don't know, your sister is hot" he shrugs "Shut the fuck up and gave me a bite" he gets up from his seat to take a bite out of his sandwich.

Taehyung just watches jimin, I saw how they looked at each other when he held her. That was definitely a look you give to someone you like or fucked. This is interesting.

Taehyung smiles at jimin.

Pink Dior Box | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 7 side story pt.2 ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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after dropping off the letters to jin and yoongi i headed home. My parents were never home, so it was always just me alone. 

it's always just been the guys coming over, i never brought any girl here. until y/n. 

i open the front door. taking off my shoes i look at the closet from the side. i open it and look for a empty box. I find a pink Dior shoe box. grabbing it, I walk upstairs and head to my room. 

I grab the letter y/n sent me and  toss my back bag to the side of my desk after closing it . putting the box on the desk, i open it. i place her letter into the box, a huge smile plastered on my face 

"oh one more thing" i walk to the laundry basket by my door. rummaging through the unfolded clothes i finally find her underwear i had taken from her and the ones she left here. 

walking to the desk i toss them in the box chuckling as i think about how she went home like that. 

opening my closet i move my boxes from the top, putting it last i put everything else back to where it was.  "if she ever needs an underwear i'll just give her one. she's probably gonna die of embarrassment that i have them" closing the closet. 

i walk over to my desk, sitting down. 

BANGTAN CHAT 

hobi

let's all hang out this weekend yeah? 

* hobi starts a poll* 

hang out this weekend 

Yes or No 

SIX YES COUNTED  hobi

at namjoons place 

Namjoon

wait why mine 

*hobi starts a poll*

Hang out at namjoon's house

Yes or No 

FIVE YES COUNTED, ONE NO COUNTED

yoongi

majority wins 

Namjoon

that's bullshit on a stick 

jimin

you guys are hanging out too much with my sister

taehyung

some of us are ⁵ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ

tossing my phone on the desk, i change into joggers and a white t-shirt. laying in the bed i decided to get a small nap before starting to work on the new song. 

Jungkook | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 9 side story ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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I walked in to tell namjoon to come out, we were planning to play against each other but hobi didn't wanna play

"namjoon" I call out the moment i walk in but he wasn't in the living room 

I walk into the kitchen to get a bottle of water.  

"where did he go?" wiping my chin I clean the water that was dripping from how fast I was drinking. 

I walk to the living room, to find the game on. I see his jacket on the sofa so I knew he didn't leave. 

"maybe he went upstairs?" I walk towards the staircase, going up to see if he was there. But I got a phone call making me stand on the second step. 

"hello?"

"what's taking you so long" yoongi yells over the phone 

"sorry, namjoon is upstairs in the bathroom" or somewhere 

"damn bro, did the pizza do him bad" he sighs "ok just come out" hanging up I walk down the two steps I had taken 

I walk pass the couch, about to enter the hall to go to the back until I heard something I think I shouldn't have. 

 I look back at the stairs. "the only people that would be in here is namjoon and..." my eyes widen 

"no maybe i heard wrong" i shake my head, I was about to take a step to the stairs before I hear the door opening. I hear someone start going down the stairs, and I see namjoon fixing his hair. 

"hey bro, what happened" 

"uh, we need one more person to..play"

"alright let's go" he walks past me, walking down the hall

I stare at him in shock

"are you y/n's secret boyfriend jimin is always talking about?"  I meant to say that inside my head but instead I said it out loud 

he sighs before turning to look at me "yeah I am, and just as you said. it's a secret" and there it was, his cockiness was pissing me off

we stared at each other, both of us looking up when we hear as if something had fallen 

"I guess I was a bit harsh on her" he chuckles "jungkook it'd be better if you just forget about what happ-"

"what about our group" I cut him off 

he ruffles his hair "dammit what about it" he says annoyed

"jimin said n-"

"i know what jimin said alright, I was already into her way before jimin said anything. Look we are gonna tell jimin at some point alright. Just leave it until then"

I look at the stairs again 

"jungkook seriously don't be so damn curious about everything. fuck, at least not this" 

I didn't know what to say to him, the reason why I joined this group was because he heard me singing once as he passed the music room. he asked me to come to a practice and said I could join their group if i wanted. 

I watched them practice, I heard him rap. I joined because of him, but now he's doing something jimin warned us not to do. something that can destroy our group cause jimin is one to hold grudges. 

But i wasn't just angry at him, I was angry at y/n cause she knew that could happen but only cared about getting fucked by him. 

cause i know damn well the man standing in front of me is so fucking bad at relationships, there isn't anything he's good at but sex

"this just isn't right" i whisper and he just stared at me 

walking past him I grab my jacket that was on the chair and head to the front door 

"jungkook seriously? Wait!" I rush out the front door and get on my bike 

"Jungkook hold the fuck up, your making this more serious than it is" he runs beside my bike as i put my helmet on 

"i don't know namjoon, I think it's you who doesn't see how serious this is. jimin is trusting not just you, but all of us with his sister. taehyung once said that maybe you were the one who was the secret boyfriend but he responded saying he trusted you" 

"ok i understand but get off the bike yeah? i'm sorry I was inconsiderate of how you could take this all" he held onto my arm 

"tell jimin, right now"

"i can't" he groans 

"why not"

"because she said not to tell anyone, and i already have taehyung on my ass about all this"

"taehyung knew?" i take off my helmet, to look at him clearly 

"I didn't fucking tell him, you know how he is so fucking good at seeing shit" namjoon takes the helmet from me "now get off the fucking bike and lets just talk. don't take off like this"

putting my helmet down i stare at him "talk then" 

"I talked to her in the club before jimin introduced her"

"the time at the wall, where yoongi and I left her" he nods 

"the moment i met her, i kissed her and shit happened. I was already attracted to her before jimin came and said what he did, I wasn't gonna keep going after her but" he groans, he didn't want to tell jungkook that y/n texted him by taking his phone number from jimins phone. he didn't want jungkook to hate her even more. cause that's what he saw in his younger friend's eyes earlier, hate.  brushing his hair back "It just fucking happened ok, i know what you might be thinking alright, but i'm not doing this for the sex I actually like her, alright" 

"did you explain this to taehyung"

"fuck, no alright. I don't even know why i'm explaining it to you. You had this look in your eyes and I didn't like it" jungkook didn't know namjoon had a soft spot for him. if there was someone who could hurt namjoon, it was jungkook. 

"I'm sorry alright, I'll tell jimin soon. just come back inside yeah"

"y/n is wrong for wanting to keep this a secret" 

"i know, i know. but she had just gotten here. I have to admit it's my fault he found out. but she isn't to blame completely" 

"it's fucking stupid that jimin is being like this with his sister" namjoon was frustrated at this point 

"fine, but you have to tell him" 

"ok" 

The Party| mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 14 side story pt.2 ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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After calling y/n for the third time I walk back to the group of guys who were trying to calm jimin down from bursting out the door for y/n.

we were prohibited of going to parties, in fact we were told to avoid all social gatherings if possible. "i'll go get her" i tell jimin who was being held down on the chair by jungkook

"no, i'm going to go. she's my sister"

yeah but she's my girlfriend.

"i know" he sighs as he passes his fingers through his hair "but you might make a whole scene"

"i'll come too" hoseok stands "just incase"

we decided to just go while making sure to keep jimin in check, and not cause some scene that can get all of us in trouble.

but the moment we got there, and I saw y/n being held by someone else. I really wished I had been the one who had stayed in the car. Jimin rushed to y/n and was yelling nonsense, I couldn't bring myself to stop him as I stared at y/n and her way of dressing.

but who cares about how she dressed, what pissed me off was that he touched her when she said no.

thankfully y/n got in and separated jimin from him, i would've let him beat the guy to a pulp probably would've joined in myself.

"it's not what it looks like.." y/n whispered to me. Hearing her voice was enough to make him calm down.

The Spy| mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 16 side story pt.2 ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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"Dad it was amazing" taehyung says with his boxy smile on display as he talks on the phone with his parents. once everyone came home he went to sleep and didn't have a chance to talk to his parents. He worked harder than the rest of the members during training, since his nerves would kick in and make him forget everything.

"yeah, I couldn't even think of anything else. it all just came naturally" his smile getting wider as he remembers the fans chanting his name. "it was better than I thought it would be, it felt more real than when we would practice at the club" he laughs.

taehyung had dragged his chair by the window as he hid behind the curtain trying to keep quiet and not wake anyone up.

"the rest of the members are doing great, dad you should've seen it in person"

"yeah next tim-" taehyung's body jolts as he hears the door to a room open abruptly and he peaks out from the curtain only to see y/n dash out of the room quickly heading to the opposite hall.

"i'll call you back" he says as he was about to get up to go check on y/n since she looked upset but he quickly sat back down when he sees namjoon come out of the same room shirtless and calling out her name.

what the fuck is going on? he wondered. looking at the time he sees how late it is and begins to connect the dots as to why they couldn't find namjoon before going to sleep. sitting patiently behind the curtain hoping to stay unseen he stays there waiting for something to happen or actually hoping nothing happened.

after waiting for a long time he finally sets his feet down, ready to sneak back to his room. pulling the curtain to the side he starts to slowly walk to his room that he was sharing with jimin. walking as quickly but slowly as possible keeping an eye out for a very upset girl. 

"bitch it's 5am, can't we just go to sleep. i'll take you once we wake up and that way you can say bye to everyone" taehyung hears jimin and y/n talk making him stop mid hall. in panic he looks around to see where he could hide, finding a near by closet he stumbles towards it as he hears the two siblings walking out the room as he barely made it to the spot.

I'm too tired for this, he sighs irritated.

why am I even hiding he shakes his head, watching the siblings leave the hall he speed walks to their shared room and closes the door behind him

"seriously when jimin comes back i'ma have to tell him all this dram-" stopping mid sentence he stands in the middle of the empty room "fuck, i can't tell jimin"

rubbing his forehead he lets his tired body fall on the bed as he drifts to sleep, hating the fact he wouldn't be able to tell anyone anything that happened.

"but then there is jungkook?" he says before his heavy eyelids win.

Deep | Chapter 8

Deep | M.YG ✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract ✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees. ✧ word count: 6.3k ✧ Theme song: Fri(end)s by V a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist!

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you wake up to the sound of the raindrops striking the window. attempting to sit up you felt yourself being pressed down, lowering your gaze you find his arm wrapped around your waist as he held you against his naked chest, your legs entwined with his. struggling to turn without waking him you finally manage as his grip weakens with your movements.

you were lost in a daze as you stared at his sleeping figure, the creases on his forehead were relaxed, his head sunken into the pillow, he looked younger. lifting your hand you brush back his bangs, you're index finger traced the lines of his face in a caressing motion. "you can't let me sleep can you" he groans, startling you.

"sorry"

he blinked his eyes open, still tired. releasing you from his hold he lays back "how do you feel" he asked with closed eyes. "oh..I feel fine" you mumble, staring at him.

"you sure?"

"yeah, just sore" you could feel your face heat up, as he turned to look at you with his droopy eyes.

a mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him as he pins you under him. "so another round is out of the question huh" he presses his lips to your eyelids as he spoke. showering you with light kisses on your face and ears before moving to your neck, you felt butterflies in your stomach as he kissed your lips causing you to blush to the tip of your ears.

"shame" he chuckles at your reaction before propping himself up

"the rain gives us enough time to eat and get ready before we leave, do you care if we leave today?"

"not at all" you sit up, eyes never leaving him.

"sure you feel alright?" his words hinted his concern for you, turning to look at you with a raised brow at your silence. you quickly smile at him "i'm fine, really"

"alright, i'm gonna shower first if you don't mind" you nod, he walks towards the door but stops in his tracks turning to you once more.

you felt your heart racing, it banged against your chest. tilting his head as he licked his bottom lip "unless you wanna shower together"

"can you not tease me" you whine, throwing a pillow from the bed which he catches it flawlessly as he laughed.

He filled the trunk with the packed bags, you run down the stairs. crossing the parking lot to his car you look up at the clouds which still gave the impression that there would be more rain "are you sure you want to go? it looks like it's gonna rain again"

"It says it won't rain anymore, on the app"

"they're never right sometimes" shutting the trunk he leans against it, staring at you with a questioning look "w-what?" you stutter, you noticed that ever since yesterday when ever he looks at you or you accidentally touch, the butterflies in your stomach erupt and you cant help but feel all giddily...way more than usual.

"do you not want to go?" he asks

"that's not what I meant, just that driving in the rain.."

"if we don't head out today we might as well just not go at all"

surprised by his words you were taken back, thinking you might've annoyed him. "oh" was all you managed to say.

"what I mean is...if it was my choice I would choose staying here, just the two of us. but then if that happened" he walked to the drivers side, opening the door "then we'd never leave the bedroom" he smirks, entering the car.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

The drive consisted of calling my parents to apologize for never showing up, eating snacks and hearing music as I laid back with the seat heater on. I didn't bother talking to him, the main reason because he didn't talk much either.

when he pulls up to the parking lot you stare out the window in excitement "how did we not know about this place" you open the door to the passenger side, getting out quickly to have a better look around. There were a variety of tents set in rows with a good amount of space between them as if to give the guest privacy, the tents were good sizes as well.

everything looked luxurious.

"I knew of the place, just didn't think you'd like it"

"you've been here before?" you ask, following him to the back as he began to take your bags out. there was reluctance in his voice as he spoke "it was just once, a long time ago" you nod, not wanting to pry incase he just didn't want to tell you.

"they are all different" looking around the tents were organized from their shape and size "yeah the ones of the far right are domes, the middle are pods and the rest are bell tents. they can accommodate up to five people" you look at him a little taken back. you wanted to just spend time with him during this time but then again you needed to get the project done, still this didn't stop you from getting disappointed.

"I thought we'd have our own place" you mumbled, which he didn't catch on as he turned to look at you "what?"

"nothing, I just thought it was really nice" you smile. his lips parted as he stopped to talk to you but you're name was called out before something rather..someone slammed into you from behind catching you off guard you stumbled forward, the arms wrapped around you tried to pull you back but ended up stumbling as well.

"can't you behave your age" yoongi yells. gripping jihye's arm as he pulls her from falling on top of you, jihye's pulls you up with her. "I didn't think you guys were coming" she laughs letting go of you, she steps back. "I'm regretting we did" yoongi scowls, turning to look at you he takes the bag from your hand.

"how did you accommodate everyone" he wasted no time to start asking. she rolls her eyes at his attitude.

"everyone is already settled" she begins to walk towards the section reserved for us. "everyone arrived but only jungkook didn't come"

"that brat never joins these things anyways" the two of you followed her as she walked through the rows "I thought it'd be better if you two got your own tent" she winks at you as she points down the row "the tent all the way to the end is yours"

"great" you both turn to look at yoongi who had a unpleased look on his face "did you not want to shar-"

"we're gonna go rest, plus it looks like it's gonna rain again" grabbing your hand he begins to walk away "i'll tell the rest you're here" jihye says loud enough for the two of you to hear.

"don't bother" he says back.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

Once the both of you entered the sleeping area of the tent, yoongi put down the bags and excused himself saying he needed to go and find namjoon. after a while jihye who probably saw yoongi out and about came to find you and began to pry into your business. "did the two of you fight?" "No, it's nothing" you smile to reassure her but you were just saying that for yourself.

you were still mentally kicking yourself for what you had said the night before, even though this morning he was acting as if it never happened you felt as if something was wrong but couldn't bring yourself to ask him.

"did you really bring your computer?" jihye laughs as she grabs it from your opened bag. rummaging through the bag playfully her brow raises in question "no books?"

"oh shut up" you snap at her, taking the computer from her hand, she laughs raising her hands as she steps away "makes sense now that yoon-"

"shut up jihye" you screech, face feeling hot.

"ok ok" she laughs

The two of you talked for a long time, in all honestly you were waiting for yoongi to come back but it got late when you received a message.

Yoongi

I won't be coming back till later so if you're waiting for me just sleep (9:34pm)

staring at your phone you bit on your lower lip, fingers hovering over the keyboard as you kept thinking what to respond. "is it him?"

"yeah he said he would be back later..." she watched as you stared at the phone and sighed "you literally have him and you're still not happy" you could hear the sound of annoyance in her voice "it's not like that, he's probably with the guy-"

"don't say that" her nose scrunched, taken back for a moment you stared at her until the words you just said repeated in your head and you couldn't help but laugh "oh you're right"

'with the guys' that was something you'd tell her when he was out with those girls or with her . taking out her phone she begins to message someone, curious you hover over her shoulder to see her messaging taehyung.

"let me find out where he is, then we just go join them. cause you aren't tired, are you?" you nibble on your inner cheek a bit, debating if this is what you really wanted to do. clearly something was bothering him and maybe it was what you said and space is what he needs.

but is it selfish that you don't want him to have that space.

"no, i'm not tired at all" you smile. after she finds out which tent everyone was in and confirms that it really just is yoongi and their close friends with others jihye places your bags on the bed rummages through it "please tell you brought something cute to wear"

"no" you mumble, already annoyed with what she would say to you. "bitch I've told you millions of time to alwa-"

"I know ok! I just forgot"

shoving back everything into your bag, ruining the organized bags you so effortlessly took time in packing.

"follow me"

after following her to the tent she was staying in, you both wasted a good amount of time in arguing about what you would or would not wear. in the end it was decided that the outfit you had on would just have to do. she didn't agree but it was late and you whined about not wanting to look desperate. you felt that just showing up when he clearly doesn't want you....dressing up would just be too much.

yoongi was right when he said that it would rain again, even if it had only begin to drizzle as you both made your way to the tent where everyone was. you weren't wearing nearly enough to cover yourself. The shorts you had changed into before this plan left your legs to get wet and you were regretting not grabbing yoongi's sweater.

running into the tent, jihye starts laughing as you almost slipped at the entrance. the second tent beyond the entrance wasn't closed so everyone inside turned their heads to the new voices.

"well well, yoongi said you were asleep. i'm glad you were able to join us" taehyung happily says. you give him a smile as you turn to look at yoongi who was sitting on the single sofa that based on the amounts that were in the tent they brought all the couches from their tents. jihye quickly slipped into the only available seat leaving you awkwardly standing.

you glanced at everyone who was there, there were some girls you didn't recognize. thankfully none near yoongi, inhaling you walk over to him as he bored his eyes into you. " I thought I told you i'd come back" he drinks from his glass, before placing it down on the foldable table. "I was bored" he didn't show annoyance or in fact any reaction to your words.

like always it was you always worked up, not wanting to be the only one standing. you naturally sit on his lap. you thought he'd say something but instead he wrapped his arm around your waist and held you. taehyung offered you a drink in the same glass yoongi had placed down and you accepted it.

yoongi watched you in silence as you interacted with everyone, occasionally tell you to slow down on the drinks which you'd tell him it would be your last one but you ended up drinking another.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"you knew what you were doing" your head tilted upwards, eyes lost in his as he leans forward dropping a wet kiss on your slightly opened lips. "you seemed annoyed" you muttered, not being able to concentrate as his hands roamed on your ass giving it a squeeze. "and?" he lets out a soft sigh feeling your lips on his neck as you leave sloppy kisses for him.

"are you mad at me" you mumble

"did you do something to anger me" his hands lifted you as he gripped your thighs, immediately making you wrap your legs around his waist as he walks into the second section of the tent. you wanted to bring it up, what you had said but something was stopping you.

maybe it was the way he looked at you, or the way he was kissing you right now that you didn't want to do anything to make him stop. He rubbed his forehead and inhaled a shaky breath, lowering his head he pecks your lips softly "let's sleep tonight"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

once you woke up, he was not beside you. jihye who you found getting breakfast ready told you he went on a hike with his "brothers" you laughed as she did a face clearly not happy with the phrase she was trying to make. "does girls..." your eyes wonder as you look for what to do which could cover your pathetic questions "girls?"

"the girls in the tent last night" you say, grabbing the vegetables and cutting board that had been put aside "oh, friends of the brothers" she says with her nose scrunched. shaking your head you laugh "please stop saying it like that"

"I can't help it, but anyways...they're all guest of well everyone else. plus there are more people here that you may recognize. this is something like a getaway for students"

"oh? I thought this was your first time here based on how you talked about it. had you been here before?" putting down the knife you toss the veggies in their own separate bowls "ah did I come off like that? yeah... I had been here once before"

"really?"

"the summer before freshman year, I was invited" she shrugs as if to say it was nothing. nodding you glance at her slightly with a teasing smile "invited hmm"

"shut up my girl friends invited me, i'm not  close with them anymore since we don't have any classes together but thats why I came" her ears began to blush a tint of red and you were enjoying how she clearly had done more than hang out with some girl friends. before you could keep teasing you your peace was disturbed by the one being you wish could've been anywhere else but here.

eunju suddenly comes into view as she leaves a tent with two of her friends. you look over at jihye who unlike you didn't see her as she was focused on cooking. "I didn't know she'd be here" you slowly whisper standing next to her you hand her the veggies "who" she doesn't bother looking up trusting you'd just tell her. "eunju" her hands freeze and she whispers "where" you continue to hand her things and before you could answer the women decided to speak "jihye! y/n!" she calls your names waving shamelessly as if we were some childhood friends. you both look up at her and smile in unison as you greet her for the both of you.

it was weird.

there was no staring from her part or anything rather she was doing her own share of food from their provisions they had brought. apparently everyone shares spaces here to avoid paying extra. there was no talking about yoongi nor did she ask of our relationship. it was dumb of me to think that she might've just grown up. but that was always something about me I would see good in people that in fact they had no good in them.

the guys had not returned by the time the food was ready and jihye of course would not shut up about wanting to eat. eunju in the other hand had no problem inviting herself to your groups "do you mind if we all eat together" she smiles her very not friendly smile.

you were not comfortable with having her in your tent and jihye wasn't slow in realizing this, "sure" she responds and begins to walk to hers. the tents were divided into two, the first flaps will reveal a sort of portable kitchen but you could pay to use the more modern and thats where the two of you were. jihye didn't want her tent smelling like food.

the flaps were hung up and the foldable table was opened and set. there was a small talk here and there but not much exchange. you managed not to fill your plate because you knew that this would lead to indigestion.

the meal ended rather quickly and it was decided that those who didn't cook would clean the dishes even if the other three did not travel with you two they insisted. you also insisted and ended up following her two friends. you appreciated that eunju had not mention anything to make this trip become ruined

but even without her speaking I learned things,

things I wished I hadn't heard, maybe instead of going out to look for him this morning I should've stayed in and committed my self to my project. but it was inevitable, I was bound to hear it.

the reason yoongi didn't bother bringing me here was because it was eunju's and his love nest, chills crawled up your spine as you stood behind the building in which the three of you had just came out of after washing everything.

"eunju thought this was serious, but he brought her here. it's bound to end rather quickly"

"how is she so sure? you know how much he treasures her" the girl with the longer hair shrugs "eunju and yoongi never became a official couple but no matter who they fucked here they always left together and slept in the same tent" you glanced about trying to find a way to get away unnoticed but your cover was blown as a hand crept around your waist pulling you to their chest "what are you doing hiding?" yoongi questions you rather loudly. startled you drop the basket of bowls and supplies you had washed causing a ruckus that caught the attention of the two girls who were gossiping.

you stare at the girls almost guilty but the guilt washed away as the one with the longer hair had a smug look on her face and without a care of the world mutters to her friend knowing you'd hear "told you"

they wanted you to hear and it irked you. your face flushed in embarrassment and anger "whats wrong?" yoongi asked confused as he looked at you and the two girls.

"oh hey yoongi" the girl with the longer hair spoke first. he didn't bother acknowledging them as he turns you around to face him, caressing your cheek he bends down to pick up what you had dropped which was soiled by the wet dirt of the previous night rain. "are you alright" he whispers, you grab the items and smile at him "we-"

the two girls didn't care about his attitude nor how he treated them but they for sure found the whole scene amusing as one of them stepped towards the two of you, interrupting you "eunju and us joined them for breakfast"

"them?" he says, but his eyes never leaves you

"jihye and y/n of course. you all decided to leave so we were left alone. but don't worry we all made plenty of foo- actually eunju made your favorite dis-" losing his patience he turns to the girls "why are you still here? as you can see i'm talking to my girlfriend are you ignorant" your head was ringing....from embarrassment of being caught eavesdropping? or because you fell right into their trick and now....his favorite dish?

"well i'm starving so lets just get going huh" your eyes dart to the voice behind yoongi. taehyung looked at you and smiled. you didn't know this but the path back from the hike was right behind this building which means they watched you as you were eavesdropping.

"I have to wash this again" you try to pull away from him but he wouldn't budge. instead he takes the basket from you "i'll do it, why don't you go bac-" yanking the basket back without thinking you push past him and bee line your way to jihye's tent. but she wasn't there you were in the tent with soiled dishes and teary eyes all on your own.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

This time it wasn't yoongi who came to the tent late rather you. sitting on the foldable chair right at the entrance he looks up at you with his gorgeous brown eyes as he stands slowly " are you better now" he stood in place taking your appearance in, your puffy red eyes assured him you had been crying but he didn't budge from where he stood as he watched your hands fist his sweater you had stolen this morning. he could hear your subtle deep breaths as your lips shut close and parted. he could see how you struggled to think of what to say, without you knowing he knew, he knew how tangled your mind became when it came to him.

yet he did not bother to soothe your tangled mind, "what did they say to have you crying and in this state" you shake your head "nothing I just.." you mentally cursed yourself as you choked with your own words. "i'm just in a bind"

I can't tell him that I want to leave, then she wins.

"what is it"

"I basically have to complete some projects i've been procrastinating on and had a moment that's all...it was just.... a lot"

"what? and why didn't you say anything we would've stayed and have you finish...you aren't even enjoying yourself!" he exclaims, annoyed.

"well theres nothing to do about it so just, let me deal with this on my own. don't trouble yourself with me" you walk past him and enter the second part of the tent, getting changed you ignore the fact that you could feel him staring at you the entire time. you get into the bed with your computer in hand and begin to look at the work you had put on hold. "fine" he spats, clearly angry.

you expected him to storm out and leave you alone but instead he pulled the bean bags that were provided and just sat there, headphones in and book in hand. it was like this all day until he suddenly got a message and stood up. you fought the urge to ask him who it was or what it was about. it could be her asking him to meet up, but he wouldn't...theres the rule.

without a word he left the tent and it was a good 10 minutes before he returned with a tray of food for the two of you "leave that there, and come eat. you've been working all day" glancing at him he stood by the foldable table boring his eyes at you with a raised brow as he sees your reluctance. "look I don't find it responsible that knowing you had to complete these assignments you still decided to come on this trip....it's happened and its over. so please stop giving me that look and come eat"

about the tangled mind that he felt he knew so well, it's not true. because as I stared at him I wasn't thinking about these stupid assignments. But about the food he had taken so much time to place nicely on the trays and I couldn't help but think...if he had done this for her too.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

the rest of the days all I did was sit in our tent and work on the assignment, yoongi didn't leave my side at all other than to get us something to eat or to talk to his friends in the first half of the tent. but he did not let them bring any girls, you may have not said anything but he was sure that something happened and he would bet everything that eunju was the one at the center of it all. when he left to get breakfast you picked up your computer and started working, you made this the only way for him to not want to talk to you as he saw you so immersed in the assignment. what made you nervous was that after today you would be finished and there were still three days left to the trip. 

you hear footsteps approach the second flap and quickly avert your eyes to the screen "I finally get to see you" jihye jumps at you, embracing you right away. "jihye" you smile, hugging her back. "yoongi wouldn't even let me come see you. said you had to finish your work" rolling her eyes she lays on the bed pulling the computer off your lap as she shuts the screen "girl there are only three days left, one day of just relaxing won't kill you" 

"I know but after today I'm free" you mumble  the ending. "really!?" she exclaims and jumps up gripping your arm "good because I don't think it's fair that you haven't go-"

"has eunju spoken to yoongi" you swallow hard, lips in a thin line as you watch for jihye's reaction, who being cut off for yoongi irked her soul but she bit her tongue. 

"no, in fact when everything happened he had gone to the tent where everyone was and told the girls what they had said but neither of them said anything. jus that you were the ....the one listening in to their conversation" 

bitting your lip, you take back your computer and type away. sitting up jihye looked at you with nervous worried eyes "y/n what did you hear" you could sense her voice shake a bit and told yourself that it wasn't that serious for her to be this worried of you. eunju was the problem she was just so..annoyed you scoffed and jihye inhaled and looked scared. 

"just that yoongi came here often with eunju" jihye swallowed "oh"

"you knew?' taken back you stare in disbelief. "well you know rumors" she awkwardly laughs 

"jihye yo-" 

"i told you she had to work on her assignments and not to bother her" he sets down the tray of bowls on the table "she was just leaving" you respond bitterly slamming your computer shut and tossing it aside. you walk to the table and take a bowl and began to chow down the noodles. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

you ended up finishing the work and you had one thing in mind. you were going to talk to eunju and let her know that her dirty little schemes are pathetic and that she needs to move on. yoongi stepped out and you assumed it was to get something to eat or to go see his friends. sneaking by and hoping to not be seen by anyone you make it to eunju's tent but it was empty. 

you were feeling guilty for snapping at jihye over not telling you but...maybe she knew how you'd react and..sighing you decide apologizing to her would be a better thing to do at the moment. 

but just like eunju her tent was empty too. entering the second half you close the flap and jump into the bed. it wasn't long before you heard a couple of voices outside the tent which you sat up and tried to hear. it was clear that it was yoongi and jihye. annoyed at the thought that yoongi was lecturing her over going to talk to you. you walk to the barrier and grab the zipper but you froze as another voice appeared and it was eunju. 

snapping out of your state you look around in a frenzy to find where to hide. not having much time you grab yoongi's hoodie and crawl under the bed. hiding yourself as the sheets gracefully covered the bottom. 

"don't you think this is fucking childish" jihye yells 

"childish? i didn't do anything. what people say or do has nothing to do with me. everyone has free will" 

"cut the shit, what did they say" yoongi spats

"i really don't fucking know" eunju yells 

"what? are you afraid that they might've spilled the beans about the two of you?" you can hear the venom in her voice and it sinked into your heart making it beat rapidly. what is she talking about?

"that's none of your business  nor something you or anyone else should care to talk about" eunju bursted out laughing "Really? isn't that amusing. everyone talked about it and you didn't care - oh right. it's cause she wasn't around to hear" 

"that happened before i met y/n!" you can hear jihye's voice shake as she spoke. you try to control your breathing as your mind began to make scenarios  of what they were talking about and the worst things were coming to mind. "I could care less what she hears, what bothers me is the way she receives such information and how she takes it" yoongi says calmly 

"what the fuck are you talking about?" jihye yells "if she finds out...she-she won't want to be my friend" her voice cracked as she pushed her sentence out. 

at this point you had made a whole story in your head, and it was permanent. 

"yeah cause if she knew that you two fucked all summer" her tongue clicks in disappointment but full of mockery "how would she take that huh i wonder" 

and everything froze, everything and everyone was silent. including your heart. 

"she knows i've been with other people, if she finds out it wouldn't matter" yoongi responds "I really would appreciate it if you'd move on"

"move on" eunju says surprised "what makes you think I wa-"

"then why are you being such a pest" his words were like daggers and just as they were meant to hurt her for some reason they wounded me too. "you act all high and mighty but you're miserable and it's just suffocating having to deal with your shit" 

"so jihye goes crying to you that she might've heard of your little love season and i'm the one to get the black lash? may I remind you that that summer you were with me! you spent the entire summer with her, but you always came back to me! and you still attend to her just lik-"

"I was never with you. we were never a thing. there were no feelings from me at all. you just wanted the attention and I complied so why must I have to deal with your childish feelings when I never asked for them" she remained silent as if the words he said finally sinked in. 

you knew they weren't meant for you, but your selfish tangled mind let his words sink in too. and that was the last strike which made eunju cry "must you be so cruel" she didn't let him respond as she walked out the tent. jihye didn't wait to speak her mind "why, why di-" 

"if you didn't want me to speak my mind you should've dealt with this alone. if she would've found out I would've dealt with it. would she had been angry? yeah the guy she's dating and her best friend fu-"

"is it the same with her" your head snaps to the direction of their voice "or do you like her"

"why is that your business" he answers. 

"she's bee-"

"its not your business" he didn't care to stay and talk to jihye, in fact he left right away. jihye stood at the same spot for a long time and so did you not moving nor breathing well thats how it felt. finally realizing that yoongi might be looking for you, you had no choice but to crawl out of underneath the bed. 

"who's thee" she sounds startled but you didn't bother answering. you sat on the floor staring at the ground "y/n" she gasps as she opens the flap. "what are you- how much did you- fuck" she cries harder, covering her mouth. 

"you and yoongi"

"it was before i met you, and it was just a summer fling. nothing else!" she automatically runs to your side. "this whole time I must've sounded so...stupid to you" shaking her head she grips your hands "listen when we met again through you, we talked and i told him I didn't want you to know. I really liked you and I saw how much you liked him I didn't want you to think I-"

"that you had feelings for him"

"I don't I really don't"

"then why?"

"I don't remember-I just w-"

"were you drunk?"

"no no- fuck I do remember I just- it's in the past!" 

"right" you scoff, standing up. "i'm gonna go" ignoring her as she yelled and ran after you, you finally lost her as you ran through some rows and entered a lit tent. 

catching your breath you turn around to someone humming "what gots you running around in this place" taehyung was sitting with a group of guys you didn't recognize "taehyung" you say in a relief. 

"yes?" his charming voice and personality shines as he puts down a card. "problems in paradise?" taehyung says with a brow raised but you could sense how he was mocking you. and that made your heart clench. 

"can I borrow your phone" you say to him, glancing at you for a split second before he placed his whole hand down and the group of guys all groaned in defeat. "you seem to bring me luck to day, so yes" he hands you his phone and you scroll through his contacts. 

jihye paced in her tent "fuck fuck why was she here" wiping her tears in anger she walks out to the front determined to go and fight eunju but then if yoongi hadn't..no this is not just his fault. walking back into her tent she curses at herself "why did I not tell her, she knew how he was...but" clenching her forehead she clenched her jaw. 

a commotion outside caused her to walk out the tent again. it was yoongi and y/n talking by the entrance "are you serious right now" yoongi says calmly but you could sense the annoyance in his voice. 

"I just want to go home"

"and I said we'd leave together, why must you leave with someone else" he scoffs at her. "hyung, I was just arriving my plan was to come at the end" jungkook spoke as he held his bag in one hand and was standing beside y/n who was glaring at yoongi. 

"jungkook you don't have to explain yourself. I know" staring at y/n he crosses his arms "are you going to be this stubborn" 

"I don't want to go back with you.." you manage to respond. inhaling yoongi nods "fine, jungkook sorry to burden you like this"

"it's fine" he says nonchalant 

you quickly try to escape but he grips your arm turning you to face him "call me when you get there" jungkook looked at the two, and the crowd that had gathered thankfully many were friends. not wanting to be in between the two of you he begins to walk to his car. you glance at him your eyes pleading him to come back but he kept walking. "look at me" he says 

"ok" you exclaim 

licking his lips he leans in, close to your ear "I don't know what it was you heard but remember you're not allowed to be with anyone but me. break that rule and watch" clenching your jaw you look him in his eyes "you better remember that too then"  he doesnt miss the chance to give you a long passionate kiss and pull away leaving you to be the only one bursting a shade of red on your face.

"go now, before it gets dark. drive safety jungkook"

jungkook nods and looks at you before entering his car which you rush to before yoongi can take a grip on you once more and force you to stay. jungkook didn't ask anything nor did the too of you have a conversation other than you apologizing for forcing you to take him home just when he had arrived other than that you slept. 

you didn't text yoongi when you arrived. later on you found out that jungkook called him to inform him so he didn't bother bombarding your phone with messages and calls. you also found out by taehyung who didn't mind messaging you everything that was happening. jihye apparently got into a cat fight with one of eunju's friends not long after you had left and yoongi who was getting ready to also leave had to go and separate them. jihye left the same day too and yoongi was the one to drive her back. 

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note: jihye's and yoongis summer fling will be posted on tumblr (release date TBA)

Summer-fling | Drabbles

A part of DEEP series

✧ Pairing: Yoongi x jihye

✧ warning(s): explicit language, protected sex

✧ word count: 1.3k

a/n: drabble should be read after reading chapter eight of main story. I was going to wait a day or two to release after completing the second part but have decided to release part two next Wednesday. enjoy!

index | askme!

You had joined your friend sooyun to a university event that was hosted by one of the students. which lead to being abandoned and ending by yourself. maybe that's why you're in this mess now, turning to look at the man laying behind you you couldn't help but mentally curse yourself for falling for his stupid sweet words. 

before moving to the city you broke up with your boyfriend who didn't want you to move away, and then this man appears and how could you push him away when you were just as needy as him. 

"that girl has been shooting daggers at us" you whispered as he left kisses on your neck. you both were loners on the side lines and one thing lead to another. "ignore her" he grips your chin, pushing his tongue into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. 

touching your lips as you remember you shut your eyes and groan. gathering your clothes you were about to stand when he pulls you back into the bed "hold on" he says as you watch him with opened eyes. 

he glanced at you once before he looked at the time on his watch "it's still early" he mumbles. "i'm not looking for a relationship right now" you awkwardly chuckle as your eyes dart to the side. you were beginning to feel embarrassed as his naked chest was against yours. "neither am I" he sighs "remember that girl last night, she's a pain and well this happened but I don't want her to barge in here the moment you leave" 

"is she your girlfriend?" you glare at him, this fucking bastard dragged me into his drama only to piss off his girlfriend. I swear I'm gonna fucking-

"no, I don't date. I just..she's just someone and she's become so fucking possessive and toxic" you give him a look and he exhales "look you clearly needed someone and I did too and we satisfied each other. all I need is for you to stick around all this week until I leave. can you?" 

"so what? you want me to come here everyday and have se-"

"the sex is optional, I ain't forcing you to do anything. I enjoyed it and i'm sure you did too. I'm just asking for you to do this for me" last night wasn't bad in fact it was the best sex you've ever had and doing it again well you wouldn't decline the offer. rolling your eyes you stand from the bed "I don't want to be dragged into you couples quarrel honestly I don't really know anyone here and it's not my favorite thing in the world to have a rumor about me righ-"

"she wouldn't say shit, I can assure you that. she'd rath- look just forget it" you both get dressed and you were about to leave until you noticed she was sitting at the unlit fire pit. clearly his tent was in full view and she was ready to barge in her. rubbing your temple you groan in frustration before walking back to yoongi "your right she's out there" 

"I know" he says without looking up at you. "can't you just tell her you're not interested to have any sort of relationship with her" 

"I don't have a relationship with her, just that lately she's so fucking clingy and toxic that. fuck why am I explaining this to you" 

"I don't know maybe cause you want my help? what if she comes up to me what the fuck do I even say if I don't even know-"

"fine!" he exclaims 

you both sat on the bed and he talked about how he was tired of having to deal with a lot of girls and she had said to him that she was only in it for the sex. for a good time it was just that, sex. but recently she has been asking more from him, inviting him over to her place and when he arrived she'd have friends over and make it seem as if they were a thing. she never confessed that she was falling for him and that's why he hadn't stepped away. 

"Then get someone else" 

"jihye was it? you really suck at fucking listening don't you" 

"yeah? well fuck you. it's not my fault you brought this mess on yourself" clearly the only way you two could be together in the same place is to have sex and thats it. 

"why me?"

"i've never seen you around her group , if it were a girl she knew...or just anyone else they'd go running to tell" side eying you "you aren-"

"i don't even want to talk to her, she sounds like a real bitch" 

after watching him all day be annoyed by the girl, which you found satisfying it had gotten darker and everyone was once again around the fire. you were approaching the group when your eyes met his and you decided to help him. maybe it was the way you felt under his touch or maybe the emptiness you felt after breaking up with your boyfriend. but when he'd get away from her and you'd meet him in his tent, sometimes you'd both just sleep and other nights you'd find yourself withering under his touch. 

your face pressed against the pillow as your fists gripped the sheets, moaning his name as he thrusts into you from behind "fuck, you take me so well" he'd grip your waist as he rammed into you. you both had tried many positions, but you knew nothing of him. only his name, but he knew your body and you knew his. 

finally the day you had been expecting came, you stepped out of the tent to take a shower when the girl who he had been avoiding confronted you and began to say the most random shit. "look yoongi told me that you two aren't a thing, so why the possessiveness?" 

"I know we aren't but no one els-" she stops herself, bitting her lip as he stares at me. it wasn't much a conversation after that, she stomped away and left me alone. that night was the last night of the week that we had agreed on. 

entering the tent I was alone for a while until he entered with a aggravated expression. "you look pissed" glaring at me he sat on the bed, pressing his back against the board his hand rubbing his forehead "she's so irritating" 

"tell me about it" you then begin to tell him everything she had said and he was more annoyed than when he had come in. "are you gonna keep seeing her" 

"I don't know...there's this girl"

"a girl?"

"a friend"

"a friend?" he sighs ruffling his hair "it's all just a mess" 

"let's just not think about it" you say, approaching him. placing your hands on each shoulder as you straddle him. "just focus on me" you mischievously smile as you tilt his head up, kissing his lips. he immediately holds your hips as you snake your arms around his neck. you both weren't the type to drag on the foreplay and after undressing. positioning yourself as he holds your waist you slide down on his hard length. "oh,god" you mewl gripping his shoulders, you begin to bounce on his cock as he thrusts upwards meeting you at the middle, you kissed him letting him take over as you savored every moment. 

you never wanted to be involved with him again, at least this is what you said to yourself but if he were to ask for you once..well maybe you might just break. the next day you woke up before him and left. you didn't bother saying goodbye nor did you bother caring when the girl had barged in after you had left. it was over. 

sooyun was waiting for you outside your tent and stared at you in shock as she saw the hickeys he had left along your neck "shut up" you say, entering your tent. 

"girl wher-who have you been with oh my god" she giggled not believing it. "just a summer fling that's all" you shrug gathering your things. 

"right"

yeah, summer fling. that's all. 

Part two

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Summer-fling pt.2 | Drabbles

A part of DEEP series

✧ Pairing: Yoongi x jihye

✧ warning(s): explicit language

✧ word count: 2.3k

a/n: felt stressed, reviewed the second part and decided to just post. enjoy!

index | Part One

it had been over two months and you never saw him again, a part of you wanted to bump into him but you'd shut the idea down right away, you were just needy. even though you didn't know him, you knew he'd obliged but in the end you'd be left wanting more. So you didn't look for him and another month passed. 

the snow was now covering the ground and you watched as people were more bundled up and would walk with their lovers hand in their pocket. it had been a while since you had thought of that summer but when the cold had arrived all you could wish for was summer and the memories would flood in right after. 

standing under the small covering you could find, you wait with two hot chocolates in your hands which are thankfully keeping them warm. your friend which you made on the first week of class had promised to pick you up. the two of you were planning to watch a series that had just released together at her place. 

she was like a angel, coming to your life when you were the loneliest. in all honestly she was the reason you didn't loose your mind and went looking for him. his stupid face that was not able to leave your mind but you quickly forgot his name not long after. she was the sweetest person you had met in a while and maybe it was cause all your friends you had known since a child so meeting someone new that was bubbly and kind......well it was refreshing. 

but there was something that made you feel motherly to her in a friendly way. maybe it started when caught a glimpse of the books she'd read on her own and with such a calm expression. hovering over her you read a good portion of the page before she felt your presence and jolted out of the seat with her cheeks a shade of deep red.  

finally a car pulls up and from the opened passenger window she yells for you to hurry, giggling as she watches you waddling towards the car. finally seated inside she closes the window and you are engulfed with the heat inside "the weather is just crazy" you rub your nose with your warm hand "I know, my friend was so annoying telling me he'd bring me to school today. like what was the reason I learned to drive then?" she says sarcastically. 

her friend, who she just started to mention only after she had stayed a little later at my place and he kept calling her until she answered. at first I thought he was a brother or some family member but in fact he's a childhood friend. 

"what's his name" humming she slightly looks at me before looking at the road again "who's?" 

"your friend, you've never said it"

"oh, it's yoongi. min yoongi." she smiles, and just like all the other times. one mention of him and the smile never leaves. "yoongi?" I repeat, the name ringing a bell but I can't figure out why. "yeah...do you know him?" her smile vanishes from her face but quickly gives me a small smile. "uh I don't think so" 

"oh" I could feel the awkward tension that had suddenly appeared. repeating the name over and over in my head I almost dropped the cup from my hand as his face came in mind. unintentionally gasping loudly I scared not just myself but her too "oh my god, jihye don't do that you scared me" she yells 

"sorry, it was hot" I chuckle 

"do you have a photo of him" 

"uh..yeah in my bag theres a photo in a pink pouch she smiles awkwardly. nodding I reach for her bag, please don't let it be him please don't let it be him. I think I could just die if it was him, I could tell just how much she likes him...

opening the small pink pouch she had many photos not just one taking out the photos I go threw them slowly. taking a small moment to look at each photo and mentioning someone about each one. and just like always the heavens were not on my side, the next photo was y/n and him both on their graduation day I could recognize his face immediately but thankfully there were other people there and so I skipped it. reaching the end of the photos I turn her to "are you sure? there's no single photo of a guy by himself" 

"oh he's not alone" 

"oh?"

"the graduation one, he's on my left with his arm around me" she keeps looking forward, I clumsily skim through the photos until getting to it once more "I thought you'd have a photo of him with just you or alone" you laugh 

"i ask if you know him cause...well he doesn't really date and just likes to be with girls for short period of times..i'm not saying I think you're like that!" she exclaims quickly fixing her words "but it's just that when ever I do meet someone....he's been with well it never goes well"

swallowing, I put the photos back where they were and put her purse down "what do you mean?" 

"well some are just a lot to deal with" she laughs "and others act sweet and kind to me but in the end they are no different....and they are just curious about my relationship with him. it just... gets messy"

"oh, i see.. and since you have a...crush on him well it must feel...."

"awkward..yeah" 

you both nod and stare at the road "so you don't befriend them"

"the girls? no not really" she does a face as if she was judging herself "it's kind of petty isn't i-"

"no not at all you just don't want to hear about him through them...it makes sense" fuck fuck fuck, what if he sees me and she tells that he knows me by how he reacts. 

"I did befriend one of them before but in end I just distanced myself...it was just...they would occasionally hook up- i don't know..maybe I overthink things"  and that answered my question. if she knew what we did, she would want nothing to do with me. 

"i've never seen him so we're good" I give her a smile, the most hypocritical smile i've ever given. 

once we arrived I tried to act normal, she had mentioned that he lived next door to her. I just needed to get in and out of this building without bumping into him. but the way things were going I don't know why I even ask for anything in my life. entering her apartment she shushes me because we kept laughing. 

but the laughter died down the moment I saw him sitting in the living room with a book in his hand. my breath trapped in my throat as I stare at him. quickly looking at y/n and then back at him. she walks up to him to hug him keeping me from his view. once their hug broke and he could see me; all he did was raise a brow and look at y/n. "this is jihye, the friend I mentioned I met at the start of the semester" 

as they spoke to each other I realized something, the friend he must've been talking about was her. the way his eyes would glisten as he looked at her, his sweet tone as he spoke and how he held her hand as he listened I knew it right away, he also liked her. 

y/n was wrong, the reason why a lot of those girls were not able to be friends with her was because of this, how could they when they would see that they would never have him looking at them as if they were his world. see how he would rub his fingers against the back of her hand as he listened to her. the way he would smile at her to the point that his dimples would show. they might've been able to have sex with him whenever they wanted but what they couldn't have was his heart. 

That already belonged to her. 

"let me get something  for us to eat" handing the cup of hot chocolate to her she walks to the kitchen. you look at her leave and wait a bit before looking back at the man who didn't bother getting up from his seat " I almost didn't recognize you" he says, rushing to his side you put the hot chocolate down and tell him to shut up "you don't know me and I don't know you" you say quietly. "but we do kn-"

"no, just please shut up" you felt like you could throw up right here, right now. he gave you a face as if he wasn't understanding. "look I don't know how you managed to get to talk to her and all but i'd appreciate it if you don't try to befriend her to-"

"don't act all high and great, me befriending her has nothing to do with you!"

you hear her coming back and glare at yoongi once more before sitting in the farthest  place you could.  the afternoon you wished to enjoy with your friend was ruined, he wasn't the problem rather it was the way he was acting. clingy, caring, annoying.  you realized that the reason y/n must've also had problems with the girls was maybe because yoongi tried to show his affection to her in front of them as if to show he wasn't interested in them the way they might want him to be. 

and you couldn't help but want to ask him if it was intentional. 

it was late when the three of you finished binge watching the show and y/n had fallen asleep next to him. you begin to clean up even after he told you not to but of course you insisted and he didn't argue with you. 

the moment you stand awkwardly beside the sofa "she's deep asleep right?" 

"yeah..she drove you here right? don't worry i'll take you home" 

"no, i'll take a cab"

"just wait for me here" he says sternly giving you a look as if telling you that he was not asking. nodding he gets up slowly brushing aside her messy bangs aside before lifting her in his arms. he walks through the small hall and disappears into a room. 

this is fine, i'm not interested in him like those girls. what we had was just sex, thats it. 

grabbing his jacket from the stool he looks at you "lets go" the walk to the car was quiet. but once he pulled out of the parking lot he cleared his throat "does she not know"

"no, I told her I didn't know you" shaking his head he sighs "I really didn't befriend her cause of you, we just met and in all honestly I wish you'd die right now" 

"wow" he gives you a 'are you crazy look' 

"you can't tell her" you turn your body to face him "you can never say we knew each other before today" pursing his lips he stays quiet for a while until the car approached a red light "and if she finds out cause of eunju or someone else"

"who?" you show your confusion 

"the girl from that summer"

"then you have to explain to her what happened, unlike those girls that cling to you. it was just sex and nothing else for us.....you owe me!" 

"owe you? what are you talking about. if i remember correctly we had all the sex each of us wanted I never knew there was more to it"

"Of course there was! It's not my fault the whole week went to waste cause you didn't fix your life and kept getting fuck buddies" the both of you began to yell at each other and it seemed as if he would not listen to you at all. the frustration reached it's peak and you bursted in tears. 

"She can't find out! You said it yourself she doesn't talk to anyone who's been with you. I've been friends with her for MONTHS I don't have any other friends but junho and I don't wanna lose her. It's not fair!" 

he stared at you in disbelief and you couldn't believe it either, you are a full grown women crying over losing a friend. as if your parents were taking you far away and you'd never see her again. but having her in your life has been a blessing...she came in the moment you needed her. 

"fine, stop crying" exhaling he rubs his temples "if she finds out i'll deal with it" opening your mouth ready to yell that she can't find out he stops you "IF she finds out, i'll deal with it. but if you two don't last as friends. just know its not cause of me" 

"i'm not losing her cause of you or anyone else" you spat annoyed by his ego. you both didn't speak anymore after that, the car was filled with you sniffling here and then. when he drives up to the parking lot of the dorms he turns to look at you once more "i'm serious if you do anything to her i swe-" 

"shut up" grabbing your bag you get out of the car. 

yoongi was skeptical about you for a while but he soon realized that you were sincere when it came to your friendship with y/n. soon the two of you became inseparable and he didn't give it any mind. there were rumors, rumors of a girl that summer who had kept yoongi from eunju but no one could name you and thankfully y/n didn't pay any attention to anything in regards to the topic. 

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Snatch (Alternative Version) | MYG

Chapter 1 ✧ warning(s): explicit language, gun violence, kidnapping ✧ synopsis; you're dad's worst enemy escapes prison and to return the favor of imprisoning him he gets his revenge by taking the one thing that mattered to him the most; his daughter. ✧ word count: 1.7k Index|Next

The stage lights blinded you as the music ended, but yet you stared straight ahead, the crowd cheering your name. It was your first solo performance and it was everything you had dreamed of. Stepping off stage your greeted with hugs and people were congratulating you. hearing your name called  by a familiar voice you look over, finding your dad with a bouquet. "dad!" you yell running to him, jumping into his arms. "should we go celebrate" he says after congratulating you.  

exiting the dressing room after getting changed, he guides you out. "Plans change" he says in a soft voice filled with annoyance. "oh..that's fine" you respond, not surprised that he'd have to leave last minute. "did something happen?" you ask but he doesn't respond. a man walks towards the two of you handing the phone to your father who groans as he listens to the person talking. 

there were more patrol cars when you exited the building, "drive home and stay inside, I'll be home later" he says, kissing your forehead after leading you to your car "don't go out" he says quickly, making his way to a patrol car. 

driving home you felt like a important person, there were three patrol cars following you, when you finally arrived you thought they'd leave but instead they stood outside. you had no idea what was happening but it had to be serious with so many people being stationed at the house. 

turning on the t.v after showering and getting something to eat you watch the news, waiting for some sort of emergency that would cause him to be so alarmed. 

"there are no casualties as of right now, those on the scene are investigating. only thing we were informed was that Min Yoongi has escaped" 

you watch as his photo appears on the screen, the reporter asking the public to keep alert and to call the authorities if there is any sign of him or if anyone has any information. 

"this is clearly a inside job" the man reporter says, expressing his opinion on the matter "how does half a prison blow up and the most wanted criminal suddenly escapes?" 

they continue their talk, not caring for their words or how the news station would be perceived.  changing the channel didn't stop you from seeing more of the incident. "he has been locked up for five years, after the chief of police succeeded to capture him" another reporter says "and it's just been said that he is on his way to the scene"

" it isn't a good day for him, his one job that caused him the biggest promotion of his career is now on the loose" 

turning off the television you feel bitter, five years ago when your dad had taken on this task. He decided to send you away with the excuse of keeping you safe. 

his mission was to intercept Mr.Mins business and get solid evidence to criminalize him, everything revealed to the public...half the things that were revealed was enough to stop someone from sleeping. it took him two years but he succeeded. 

criticism against only arresting Min yoongi was enough to almost stop the promotion, but to my fathers defense. Mr. Min was the only one he was able to get close to. 

startled you jolt as the phone rings. 

"y/n?" 

"dad? are you ok?"

"yes, i'm fine...did you watch the news" 

"it would've been hard to not watch...seeing how you left in a hurry" theres a small silence "do you think you can get him again?"

"it was hard the first time, and he wasn't aware of what was happening"

"you're advantage" you say 

"right. but you don't need to worry about this, please rest. set the alarms and i'll see you tomorrow" after calling the academy, taking a week off which thankfully they understood why  and checking the alarms you went to bed. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

two days had passed and there was no sign of him, and the rest of his group had suddenly gone off the radar. you were getting ready for bed when the program you were watching suddenly switches to breaking news. 

"xx mall has been set into flames, the left wing is completely gone. the scene a complete mess and what's more concerning is that it's the same as the prison break of two days ago where Min-" shutting off the television you couldn't help but feel your stomach churn at the scenes of people carrying others out of the mall. you decided sleeping early, would be a better choice then to sit and wait for your dad to return. 

*CRASH*

you wake up to the sound of glass breaking. glancing at the clock on your night stand, it wasn't long since you had fallen asleep. an hour to be exact. standing from your bed, you look out the window and there was nothing out of the ordinary, there should be people up front  you bite at your lip. 

*BANG*

your body jumps as you hear the gun shot, the sound followed with someone yelling your name. you recognized his voice, the man being one of the escorts who brought you home two days ago. running to the door you hold the door knob but you freeze. 

taking in a deep breath you step out after opening the door slowly. you could hear voices and things hitting the ground as you make your way towards the stair case. stopping you look out the window, clearly you had to find a different escape route, jumping from this side will not be bad you tell your self but before you could even try and open the window you hear foot steps at the end of the hall. 

turning to face the dark figure approaching you sigh in relief "thank god someone's here" you whisper, walking towards him. "what's going o-" you feel your arms get goosebumps as he steps into the little light from the windows and it was someone you didn't recognize. "w-who are you" you say backing away, glancing at your room you kept stepping back slowly. taking the chance you turn and run to your room but he was quicker, gripping your hair as he pulls you to the ground. 

pointing the gun to your head he doesn't say a word but you didn't need him to, staying still on the ground. "don't fucking move or i'll shoot you" you hear another voice making the man in front of you sigh "this is fucking annoying" everything was silent and you didn't dare to move "y/n get up and walk towards me" he says as he stares at the offender. you listen, standing up slowly your shoulders hunched as he speaks "get back on the ground" freezing as you stare at him. 

"I am not playing any games, I will pull the trigger" 

"y/n just walk to me"

annoyed the man turns to stare at the officer, taking the opportunity you take a step foreword, instantly hearing a gun shot making you scream. 

as you crouch down and cover your ears a saying comes to your head "if you hear the gunshot, that means you aren't dead" you hear as the body drop to the ground. terrified as the man in front of you wasn't the one to drop. 

"i know you aren't happy to be here but the least you can do is try to not get killed" the man begins to walk toward the two of you, gripping your arm as he lifts you up, you try to break free but he doesn't bother. throwing you at the feet at the new comer. 

"go help downstairs" he says causing the other to groan in frustration. crouching down he lifts your face with the point of his gun as he tucks it under your chin "take her to the room, don't take your eyes off her" the light hit his face and your eyes widen.

it was him, the guy on the tv, the guy your dad in-prisoned...the guy everyone was looking for. one man who stood behind him wasted no time to lift you up, throwing you over his shoulder.  not flinching as you kicked and slapped his back, screaming profanities. 

entering your room you got a better view at the men who had broken into your house. you start to take note at their appearances just as your father taught you. 

as your thrown on the bed you glare at the man, he had piercings on his face. above his brow and lips. his arm full of tattoos, he looks around. grabbing the pillow he yanks the pillow case off and uses it to tie your hands together "you're hurting me!" you scream but he doesn't even spare you a glance. tying you legs as well he pushes you to lay back, leaving you on the bed. 

you stare at the ceiling, your eyes filled with tears. then enters the man who was in the hall. "I take that I don't have to introduce myself, since you are his daughter" you don't respond which causes him to stand at the edge of the bed. he stares at you with a brow raised "you're dad, ruined everything" he says. 

"he always said his daughter was the most precious thing to him" snorting "fucking idiot, should've never mentioned his family..doesn't matter, I would've found out about you either way"

the tattooed man comes back, "the cars are ready" licking his lips he nods "go on then" 

"please let me go" you say to the tattooed man as he leans over you on the bed, holding your waist as he lifts you over his shoulder. you begin to thrash around as you scream at them to let you go. he walks down the stairs, the scene causing you to shut up instantly as you saw all the bodies on the ground. blood splattered everywhere. 

"someone shut her up" pulling out his gun he shoves it against your head "your eyes flicking up to him, it's the man who you first saw. he follows the two of you, pointing the gun at you.

once you're thrown into the back of a car he climbs in after you "taehyung put the gun away, you know that shit annoys me" the man glares at him 

"I don't even know why you came here hoseok" 

"fuck you, let me see you hack into a system as complicated as this fucking house" sticking his middle finger at taehyung. 

once the engine starts taehyung turns towards you hitting the back of your head with the gun, knocking you out. 

SNATCH (Alternative Version) | MYG

✧ warning(s): explicit language, gun violence, kidnapping ✧ synopsis; you're dad's worst enemy escapes prison and to return the favor of imprisoning him he gets his revenge by taking the one thing that mattered to him the most; his daughter. ✧ word count: 1.7k a/n: this is the alternative version of the first publication of SNATCH

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